【WangXian】Win all games

Inside Lan Xichen's tent, Jiang Cheng was frowning looking at the marching map.

"Mr. Zewu, if we continue to consume like this, I'm afraid there will be insufficient food and grass, and morale will also be low."

Lan Xichen also said worriedly: "Yes, I have already discussed with Mr. Jin. The Lanling Jin Sect will provide assistance in materials, but it is not a long-term solution."

The two looked at each other and sighed.

Meng Yao looked at the map silently at the side, and suddenly said: "Mr. Zewu, Mr. Jiang, maybe...you can break through from here."

Meng Yao pointed to a place, Jiang Cheng glanced at it, and frowned slightly: "This place occupies a long and narrow area, and the front is where the main part of the Wen family is stationed, and our people can't march in large numbers."

Meng Yao shook her head, and said with a very clear thought: "It's not about head-to-head. After passing this mountain road, there is a river. We will ambush on this side of the mountain road. We will send elite troops to ambush in the valley east of Wen's barracks. The people on the side were divided into two parts, and half of them attacked directly across the river."

Jiang Cheng still felt that something was wrong, "Don't say halfway, even if you fight with all your strength, you may not be able to win, let alone crossing the river and crossing the border."

Meng Yao suddenly smiled confidently, "You don't need to win, all you need is for the troops crossing the river to admit defeat, it's best to throw away the military flag."

Lan Xichen stared at the map for a while, "Ayao, you're talking about a last stand."

Meng Yao's eyes lit up, "That's right! Mr. Zewu, the terrain here is exactly the same as the Last Stand in history, and now the ratio of the number of hostile forces between the two armies is similar to that of the Last Stand, but the monks we bring are all our own monks. Practicing within the clan, rather than the discordant Han army back then, so our chances of winning are greater."

"Han Xin was able to win back then, but now in the battle of shooting the sun, our actual strength is far superior to that of the previous Han army. Why not? Rather than stalemate, it is better to die and survive."

"Besides, you guys are all famous in the war. At that time, a call will be more useful than Han Xin. Although it is said to be put to death and survived, the first reaction of people is to run away. Give them time to react. This river and The strategy of capturing the camp can greatly ease our army."

When Meng Yao said these words, a pair of almond eyes shone with confidence and agility, like a famous general planning a strategy, and Lan Xichen couldn't take his eyes away for a moment.

Jiang Cheng also immediately understood what Meng Yao said, "Fake surrender, take the camp, and survive until you die."

Meng Yao nodded: "Exactly."

After Jiang Cheng thought for a while, he nodded slightly. In the current situation, this method is indeed the most worthwhile method to try.

Lan Xichen, on the other hand, stared at Meng Yao intently, and only now did he really feel that he and the person Wei Wuxian said had turned the world upside down were the same person.

He has not reached the crown, nor has he learned the art of war, but he can have this strategy, and he will become a great weapon in the future.

Meng Yao also noticed that Lan Xichen was looking at him, and suddenly felt embarrassed, put away her high-spirited look, lowered her head, and said cautiously: "Xi...Zewu Jun, Ayao people speak lightly, just express their thoughts, no offended?"

Lan Xichen smiled, touched the top of his head habitually, and said softly, "No, Ayao, you surprised me."

Meng Yao's cheeks flushed suddenly, and she shook her head quickly, "Mr. Zewu is too famous."

Jiang Cheng looked surprised. Is this the confident person pointing Jiang Shan just now? Then he turned his head to look at Lan Xichen. Lan Xichen was looking at Meng Yao softly. Jiang Cheng shook his head in disgust. Shaking his head, he just wanted to leave this weird place quickly, so he cupped his hands: "Since that's the case, I will deploy it tomorrow, and the specific personnel allocation will be explained in detail tomorrow when Wei Wuxian and Jin Zixuan are both present."

Lan Xichen came back to his senses, and bowed his hands to Jiang Cheng, "Thank you, Mr. Jiang."

After Jiang Cheng left, Meng Yao also planned to leave, but was stopped by Lan Xichen.

"Ayao, looking at you today, it seems that I have made a new friend."

Meng Yao replied obediently: "A Yao met Mr. Xue in the logistics department, and chatted with him for a few words, and we hit it off."

Lan Xichen nodded thoughtfully. Today, A Yao and Mr. Xue really seem to hit it off, and they bid farewell to each other before leaving...

Seeing Lan Xichen's expression, Meng Yao asked uncertainly, "Brother Xichen...don't you want Ah Yao to make friends?"

"No, no, how could it be." Lan Xichen shook his head, "Just asking casually, it's a good thing that A-Yao has new friends."

Meng Yao nodded, "Then Ah Yao will go back first."

After turning around, he was thinking, doesn't Mr. Zewu know that multiple denials mean affirmation?

But why doesn't Mr. Zewu like to make new friends by himself?

Meng Yao thought for a long time but couldn't come up with a result. She shook her head and went to the logistics department to help.

On the second day, Jiang Cheng summoned Wei Wuxian and others, and decided to attack again seven days later in accordance with what Meng Yao said.

And Wei Wuxian also took advantage of the gap between these few days, and Lan Wangji Yujian came to Yiling Mass Burial Mound.

Looking at the mass graves that were still full of grievances and resentment, Wei Wuxian patted his head helplessly, then turned to Lan Wangji and said, "Lan Zhan, the mass graves now are no worse than the ones you saw back then. It hasn’t been cleaned up or banned, so you must be careful when you go in.”

Lan Wangji nodded slightly, "You too, let's go together, don't separate."

On the mass grave, there are corpses all over the field, scarred everywhere, crows are always hovering over the valley, the roar of fierce corpses and ghosts can be heard in the distance, and the only visible plant is manjusawa, which sets off the place like a spring of heaven, even the sky Faintly glowing scarlet.

Lan Wangji frowned subconsciously. Wei Ying lived in this kind of place for three months.

Wei Wuxian was walking forward, but when he turned around, he saw Lan Wangji frowning and stopped, and he immediately understood what he was thinking.

Running back to Lan Wangji, he put on a big smile on purpose: "Lan Zhan, don't think about it, let's go back as soon as we find Chen Qing."

After a pause, he seemed to remember something, "Actually, this place has not always been so eerie."

Lan Wangji gave him a puzzled look.

Wei Wuxian smiled lightly, and whistled a few times. The originally black and red land gave birth to white bones, and immediately held countless small white flowers, blooming on the mass grave like a tribute.

The blood and mud blossomed, and the heroes scattered silently.

Flowers grow from the bones, and the flowers fall without a trace.

It has indeed dispelled a lot of gloom, but this situation and this scene are by no means beautiful, it just adds a bit of desolation and absurd beauty.

When a gust of wind blows, the petals float all over the sky. Under the red sky and crows hovering, it is weird and romantic.

Wei Wuxian smiled embarrassingly, "The little instructions I learned at the mass graves back then, because the land here is so full of resentment, the seeds of flowers can't break through the soil at all, but flowers can be grown on the cliffs of desperation and the tops of icebergs." It can bloom, but it’s just unknown, and later I got acquainted with the ghosts here, and they taught me that they can stimulate the bones to reveal the deeply buried flowers.”

At that time, he had already entered the ghost realm, but he didn't have the ability to rush out of the mass grave. He complained about being bored with the female ghost sisters around him all day long, and one of them taught him this spell.

The flower of bones blooms in a desperate situation, just like he did back then.

The situation is so poignant and beautiful, the falling flowers are colorful and beautiful, but the bones are terrifying. The absurd scene made Lan Wangji stunned for a moment, and he thought of Wei Wu who used a message to command all ghosts on the battlefield and blew it through the long night. envy.

At that time, he didn't know the cause and effect, and he was not good at words of comfort. He only wanted to bring that Wei Wuxian back to Yunshen to hide, but the two gradually drifted apart, and finally became strangers.

At that time, Wei Ying was like a flower blooming from the dense bones, which bloomed after untold hardships. Beauty is beautiful, but it is fragile and fragile.

As for herself, she was supposed to protect him well, but by mistake, she confronted him with swords and swords again and again.

Wei WuXian stretched out his hand to catch a fluttering little flower, and put it in the dazed Lan WangJi's ear, "Second Brother Lan, don't feel sorry for me, I'm standing right in front of you right now."

Lan Wangji watched the flowers falling from the sky quietly, without taking the flowers off his ears, he lowered his head and said softly, "Let's go."

The two killed a few vicious corpses and complained ghosts, and Wei Wuxian recruited a few kind-hearted female ghosts he knew well back then, and finally found the place where the petition was made.

Wei Wuxian randomly picked away layers of corpses, and finally dug out a pitch-black bamboo.

Lan Wangji asked, "Bamboo?"

Wei Wuxian touched the bamboo with nostalgia, "Yeah, this is a ghost bamboo, but it didn't grow here. This bamboo should have followed a monk with high spiritual power but used bamboo as a sword. , but resisting resentment day and night in the mass grave, unknowingly turned into a ghost bamboo."

"Chenqing is made with it."

After waving it casually three times, five times and two times, the ghost flute made a confession, and was finally born again.

Wei Wuxian looked at Chen Qing, and said with emotion: "There was no sword back then, so I stole a knife carved from the corpse, hey, it's still mine~"

Lan Wangji looked at Chen Qing, and suddenly reached out to take it, and used Bichen to carve the name of the flute on the Chen Qing, before returning it to Wei Wuxian.

Wei Wuxian looked at the two neat lowercase "Chen Qing", and laughed unconsciously, "This is great, my Chen Qing also has a share of Lan Ergong."

The second young master Lan, who was like a flower of Gaoling, didn't answer, nor showed any expression, but the little satisfaction in his eyes didn't escape Wei Wuxian's eyes, he couldn't help but leaned forward and kissed the corner of Lan Wangji's lips, smiling. Said: "You're done, let's go back quickly."

Lan Wangji nodded, "Okay."

When he was about to leave the mass grave, Wei Wuxian suddenly stopped in his tracks, turned his head and asked, "Lan Zhan, did you bring your piano?"

Lan Wangji didn't know what he was going to do, so he followed his advice and took out the Qin, "What's the use?"

Wei Wuxian closed his eyes and played a piece of melody, and the female ghosts who showed him the way just now floated over one after another.

Wei Wuxian bowed to them, then lowered his eyes suddenly, and said in a low tone: "Back then, the bloodbath never stopped, and these sisters lost their souls in order to protect me. They were trapped here and could not be reincarnated. I used the Chen Qing brought them out, but they were unwilling to leave, and often accompanied me to relieve boredom, but in the end... they ended up like that."

Where are the bright eyes and bright teeth now? Blood stains and wandering souls can't return.

Lan Wangji looked at the ghosts in front of him. He remembered that they were the women who teased him by the side of the road when he was throwing flowers.

Glancing at Wei WuXian, who was a little disappointed, he said with a clear heart, "You want me to play "Rest in Peace" for them."

Wei Wuxian raised his head, his eyes brightened again, he nodded vigorously and said, "Second brother, you are really a roundworm in my stomach!"

Lan's "Rest in Peace" mysterious song can calm the grievances of the undead and send them into reincarnation safely.

Lan Wangji nodded, found a stone that looked relatively flat, and was about to sit down and play, Wei Wu hurriedly wiped it with his sleeve, and said with a smile: "The pure and clean Hanguang-jun can't get his clothes dirty. gone."

Looking at him helplessly, he sat down and played "Rest in Peace".

As the sound of the zither gradually sounded, the figures of several women gradually faded away. They blessed Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji, waved their hands, and then disappeared into the air.

Wei WuXian silently said in the direction where they disappeared: "Go well."

There were no more of their undead on the mass grave, and seeing that the last wish was fulfilled, Wei Wuxian patted the dust on himself and Lan Wangji, "Let's go, Lan Zhan, there is still a fierce battle waiting for you in a few days. What about us."

Lan Wangji nodded, grabbed Wei Wuxian Yujian and returned to the camp.

-TBC-