Vendetta

Coming out of Chen Ling's shop, Fu Ling was wandering aimlessly in the street by herself. Ding Huai was in charge of setting up the barracks, so he couldn't intervene, and he couldn't help by staying in the post house.

Those who were slightly dissatisfied along the way were also subdued by him. There was no change in Lieshi City for the time being, but now Fuling, bearing the title of Marshal, has become the most idle person in the entire army.

But in order to maintain the majesty of the Marshal, it is not easy for his subordinates to find out that he is so idle that he stays in the posthouse all day pecking at peanuts, so it is better to come out for a walk.

The Hu people have not reached Yansha Town yet, but the locals have already sensed that the flames of war are approaching, and the atmosphere is somewhat heavy. In order to avoid disadvantages, some people packed their things and ran away with their families. The market in the town is not as lively as usual, a few shops are open sporadically, there is little business, and it is quite deserted.

As he was walking, he suddenly felt someone approaching from behind. As soon as Fu Ling turned his head, the person rushed up to hug him excitedly, and howled, "Fu Ling, my good brother, so you are not dead! Wuwuwu ..."

"Who am I, how can I die so easily?" Fu Ling patted Qiu Yi's back, and found that his shoulders were wet, and he quickly pulled him away, "Control yourself, the snot and tears will rub against my clothes."

Qiu Yi touched the tears, widened his eyes, and said angrily: "You don't know how much Miss Huang and I worry about you, and you still despise my tears now!"

"It's my fault, so am I okay now?" Fu Ling glanced at her shoulders, but fortunately nothing could be seen in the black clothes, "I brought this suit with me when I came out, and I didn't have to change it if it was dirty. .”

Qiu Yi took the handkerchief handed over by Ermen Duojia, wiped his nose and tears, and kept chattering: "You really scared me to death at that time, I watched you jump off the cliff, I..."

Having said that, Qiu Yi lowered his head, his voice trembling uncontrollably: "But I can't do anything..."

"Don't blame yourself, it's all my own decision, I said it before..." Fu Ling smiled and said, "Besides, I'm fine now?"

Er Mian Duojia's eye circles were red, she nodded, and said with a sob: "It's good that my benefactor is fine."

Fuling rolled her eyes and smiled. The three of them entered a restaurant, sat down and ordered a few dishes. Fuling ate peanuts and asked, "Why did you go back to the northwest? Isn't it in the south of the Yangtze River?"

Qiu Yi's mood stabilized. He sniffed and said, "Isn't this a barbarian calling? Maybe they won't be able to come back in the future. I'll bring Miss Huang back to see."

Fu Ling said: "Why can't you come back? The barbarians haven't fought yet, the imperial court has already sent troops to fight against the enemy."

"How useful are the soldiers sent by the imperial court?" Qiu Yi approached, put his arms around Fuling's neck, and said in a low voice: "I heard that the marshal surnamed Ye sent by the imperial court has not yet won the crown. He has never fought a war, and he has a thin skin and tender flesh. He came to the northwest to die, and you expect him to repel the barbarians' iron cavalry?"

Poria: "..."

Qiu Yi went on to say: "Before the barbarians come over, hurry up and run for your life with us."

Fu Ling was silent for a moment, then said: "...I can't go."

Qiu Yi asked puzzledly, "Why?"

Fu Ling said: "Because I am..."

"Marshal!" A little soldier in armor ran towards Fu Ling quickly, clasped his fists in salute, and said, "We have found you, the military adviser told you to go back quickly, there is something important to discuss."

Fu Ling nodded, and said to the stunned Qiu Yi, "I'm that young, white-faced marshal named Ye Mingyou. Is there anything else I want to ask?"

Qiu Yi: "...No."

After thinking about it, Qiu Yi said a little embarrassedly: "I was talking nonsense just now, don't take it to heart."

Fu Ling said with a blank face: "I'm sorry, I have an excellent memory, and I have a small belly, and I hold grudges the best in the world."

Qiu Yi: "..."

Qiu Yi and Er Mian Duojia followed Fu Ling back to the post house. Fu Ling and Qiu Yi entered the inner hall, while Er Mian Duo Jia took the initiative to stay outside to drink tea.

As soon as Fu Ling entered the door, she asked, "What happened?"

Ding Huai was looking at the map with his fan, and he clicked on the place of Lieshi City on the map, "The news came from Lieshi City just now, and the barbarians added another [-] troops."

Fu Ling frowned slightly: "Strange."

Qiu Yi didn't know why and asked, "What's so strange?"

"Why are the Hu people so obsessed with Lieshicheng?" Fu Ling said, "Lieshicheng is not a big place, and there are no special products. There is no food and no money. What do Huren want? Is it poor or has a lot of sand?"

Ding Huai nodded and said: "Even if the Hu people don't take Lieshi City from the south, they can attack Yansha directly from the west. .”

Qiu Yi said: "Wouldn't it be unnecessary to take off your pants and fart when you hit Lieshicheng?"

Ding Huai pondered for a moment, and said: "It's not all. After taking down Lieshi City, we can stop the road from other places to reinforce Yansha Town."

Fu Ling said: "The city of Lieshi cannot be lost, and even an inch of land cannot be occupied by barbarians!"

Yan Zhu handed over the tiger talisman and military power to him, and he will guard this place for Yan Zhu.

The three of them fell silent at the same time. Fu Ling pondered for a moment, then frowned slightly and said, "How many soldiers and horses do the barbarians have? There are [-] private soldiers under the city of Lieshi? So many horses and the grassland has not been gnawed bare?"

Ding Huai shook his head: "The Sixteenth Division of Rouran has a maximum of 3 people. The cavalry is not like the infantry. It consumes a lot of energy. It is not cost-effective to use it to attack the city."

"The remaining [-] are Turkic?" Fu Ling said, "Turkish is quite far away from here, right? Can the food and grass keep up?"

Ding Huai understood immediately, and he asked, "Do you suspect that the battle report is wrong?"

Fu Ling nodded: "The desert is full of wind and dust, and it's scary to run, but there may not be so many people. No matter how ignorant the barbarians are, they still know the art of war, right? When they encounter a strong stone city, they plan to fight to the end. I can't justify it."

Ding Huai nodded: "Do you need reinforcements?"

"First send someone to find out how many soldiers the Hu people have, and let the killers of Wanqiumen go and count them clearly with their eyes wide open. Don't talk to me about approximate estimates," Fuling said, "Strengthen Yansha's city defenses, Lieshi City Before there is any new news, without reinforcements for the time being, if 6 people attack the city, 4 people can hold it."

Wanchou Sect sent a few highly skilled killers there, and that night, these killers rushed back. As expected, the barbarians in Lieshi City were indeed bluffing, and the actual number of people attacking the city was less than 2.

Before the few people could relax, a young general hurried in from the door: "Report—"

Fu Ling's eyebrows twitched: "What's wrong?"

This young general is the defender of Yansha Town, a subordinate of Duan Zongbing, he replied: "Report to the Marshal, there are a large number of barbarian soldiers and horses coming from the west outside the city!"

Fu Ling asked: "Can you see clearly? How many people are there?"

"8 infantry, [-] cavalry," said the young general, "[-] in total!"

Fu Ling asked: "The leader is He Xicheng?"

"No, the leader has a fierce face, drooping eyes and eagle nose, and a sword, but it's not He Xicheng. He has a very blunt face. My subordinates have never seen this person in ten years in the northwest."

Fu Ling pulled out the Dragon Tooth Saber, and said: "Whoever he is, the whole army obeys the order, follow me to meet the enemy!"

The sound of the horn crossed the dark night sky and echoed on the sand dunes of the desert. Beacon towers ignited beacon smoke, flames lit up the dusty city walls, and strong winds blew the flags.

Sure enough, as Fu Ling expected, the [-] Chen soldiers in Yansha Town were just a cover to disperse their troops. Fu Ling stood on the city wall and said to the soldiers beside him: "Send people to Lieshi City immediately, so that they can get rich and rich." Bring back [-] soldiers and horses."

"Yes!" The soldier stood up straight and asked again, "Where is the lieutenant general?"

Fu Ling thought for a while, and said, "The deputy general stays there."

It was also the first time for the lieutenant general to come to the Northwest. He had worked in the imperial court for more than ten years, and his only merit was destroying a few bandit dens. I don't see much bravery and strategy, but there are quite a few pedantic civil servants.

But at that time Yan Zhu sent him to Fuling because he was senior, able to overwhelm the soldiers below, and he had no opinions, so he couldn't command blindly.

Keeping the deputy general in Lieshi City, I don't expect him to do anything, but it should be safe with Duan Zongbing in command. It is difficult to explain to the local officials in the northwest.

Furthermore, the withdrawal of [-] troops from Lieshicheng, and the deputy general staying behind as an official of the imperial court, can also stabilize people's hearts.

Xu Tong had been an official in the Northwest for many years, and thought he would retire here for the rest of his life, but unexpectedly encountered a war, his calves trembled in fright, but he followed Fu Ling up to the tower, and the city was filled with darkness, Xu Tong panicked: "Marshal, [-] to [-] troops, only [-] soldiers and horses in the city, this..."

"A few catties and a few liang can be counted clearly. You have to see if the scale is flattened, right? Are you buying radishes or going to war?" Fu Ling scolded, "This fucking city is covered with paper? You didn't let [-] go down with those eight Wan Da, don't shake the morale of the army!"

Xu Tong was frightened by his aura, wiped off his sweat, and said submissively: "Yes, yes..."

Qiu Yi who came up from behind said: "Why panic? You know panic all day long!"

Xu Tong almost shed tears: "I don't panic, I don't panic..."

"Qiu Yi," Fu Ling turned her head and asked, "Why are you here? Aren't you planning to take Miss Huang back to Jiangnan?"

Qiu Yi said: "You have become a marshal, why should I go, of course I will stay and charge and fight side by side with you!"

Fu Ling shook her head in disapproval: "This is a war, and swords have no eyes on the battlefield. If something happens..."

"Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world. I still understand the truth," Qiu Yi said seriously, "If the Hu people really go to the Central Plains, with their custom of treating people as slaves, how can they live a good life? Have a good fight on the battlefield!"

"Well said!" Fu Ling patted Qiu Yi on the shoulder. He was wearing silver armor at this time, his eyes were firm, and the Dragon Tooth Saber was shining as coldly as snow in the night. It’s worth mentioning that as long as I’m here, they won’t even think about stepping into the city.”

He will never disappoint Yan Zhu's expectations, and he will never let Yan Zhu be the king of subjugation.

Yan Zhu wants to be a wise king praised by the past dynasties, and his name should be remembered in history and his name through the ages.

In this battle, Fu Ling cannot lose.