The strategy of conquering the national division begins with drawing Thangka

Chapter 6
On January 78th, [-]th year of Chengtang, the westernmost defense line of Yuanzhou, Tuyuan Fort, was covered with battle clouds.

The city of Ningzhou was destroyed, the three gates of the Xisha Fortress collapsed, and countless people were displaced. Everyone knew that Chengtang would not give up like this, and the Qusu Tartars would not give up like this, and the war was about to start.

Yuanzhou lost the protection of Changning Pass and Ningzhou, and became the last line of defense to defend the capital.

The Tuyuan Fort stood alone on a small hill, where the Yuanzhou City Defense Army was stationed, and it was also the forefront of Yuanzhou.

Under the hill is the Fuyuan River, which flows southward in a turbulent manner. The Fuyuan River has a wide surface, a gentle flow, and fertile land. There are more than a dozen villages on both sides of the river.

Every year in the early spring, the melting of ice and snow in the Beili Mountains makes the Fuyuan River high, and all places along the river must beware of flooding, but this time it is still winter and the water level is not high, which is a good time for sailing without hindrance.

Board the ship from Tuyuanbao Wharf in Yuanzhou, head southeast, and you can arrive at Jinyun Wharf in Beijing at the fastest in five days, which is faster and more convenient than the land route.

Bai Zeqing wandered in the prison van for more than three days before arriving at the pier of Tuyuanbao in Yuanzhou.

All I saw along the way were deserted or charred villages and uncultivated fields trodden by horseshoes.Qu Su's army almost crushed the villages outside Ningzhou into ruins, and the surviving refugees had no other direction to go except eastward.

On the bank of the Fuyuan River, a group of ragged old and weak women and children supported each other and walked eastward with difficulty. There were only a few broken carts in the team with some rice grains on them, and a few children and old people who were really unable to walk sat on the carts. His expression was full of dread.

They are all weak and weak people, and basically they have fallen to the bottom among the refugees traveling eastward.

The chariots and horses of the Northwest Cavalry came, and the vibration of the ground made them aware of the great crisis. Several farmers picked up hoes and sickles, trying to protect their families as much as possible, and they relaxed slightly when they saw the long eagle and black flag of the Northwest Cavalry. He took a deep breath, but hurried to the side of the road, staring at the black armored cavalry vigilantly.

The biting wind blows from the river surface, making some old and weak people huddled together in thin clothes. Although the winter in Yuanzhou is not as heavy as the snow in Ningzhou, it is still very cold.

The future is uncertain, thinking that if Yuanzhou can no longer accommodate the refugees, they will have to go to the capital to seek a living, and this journey is windy and desolate, with insufficient food, and it is unknown how many people will arrive alive. Some old people in the team are already crying blood.

A child sitting in the car glanced across the river inadvertently. He suddenly pointed to the center of the river in surprise and said, "Grandpa, there is a big boat over there."

The old man who was staggering along the side of the car raised his eyes and was also stunned. In the center of the Fuyuan River, more than a hundred boats of various sizes were going upstream, one of which was the most massive and sturdy. There is a big flag with a big Shi character on it.

There were many soldiers on the ship, and more than 20 warships surrounded the building to protect the central ship, followed by cargo ships full of luggage.

The old man's exclamation made other people turn their heads to look, and those who had extensive experience in the refugee team couldn't help shouting: "This is the navy of the Shi family in the southwest, right? Why did you come to Yuanzhou?" Seeing the Shi family The navy clippers and the well-armored soldiers on board were almost weak to walk even though their legs were already weak.

Bai Zeqing couldn't help standing up while supporting the round log of the prison cart to watch.

At this time, there seemed to be some commotion on the bow of the big boat. Bai Zeqing clearly saw a few people slowly walking out from the cabin on the top floor, one of them came out in a row, stood at the bow, stroking the railing, and looked towards the shore.

This person was dressed in a plain robe and a blue cloak, his appearance could not be seen from a distance, only he could be clearly seen waving his hands towards the team of northwest cavalry.

Bai Zeqing murmured: "Looks like we're going to take a boat, it's okay, it won't be so bumpy."

She lazily sat back in the prison car, her eyes wandered, and suddenly saw a middle-aged farmer with a simple appearance in the refugee team. The moment he saw the building boat, a cold light flashed in his eyes, but he immediately lowered his head again, still It was that depressed and worried look, and he touched his right leg from time to time, which was wrapped with some cloth strips indiscriminately, it should be a wounded leg, no wonder he fell behind with the old and weak women and children.

Bai Zeqing frowned, did he read wrong?should not.That's what's wrong with this guy.

The building boat was still moving, a leading boat had already docked, and a small cavalry team of 30 people went down first.The leader is a female general wearing silver soft armor, she is unparalleled in beauty, with long eyebrows, making people know that she is a heroine at first sight.

She was wearing a black cloak, with a long silver whip hanging from her waist and a crossbow hanging from her back.The followers behind her were also wearing silver soft armor and wearing crossbows.

Riding alongside the female general was a Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest's face was like a crown of jade, and his figure was tall and tall, fat and thin.The azure Taoist robe on her body was a bit tattered, and her hair was tied loosely with green bamboo hairpins.

This attire looked out of tune with this group of cavalry, but it looked like it was mixed in from refugees.

When the cavalry team approached the refugee team, it naturally dispersed and faintly surrounded the refugee team.The refugees couldn't help but panic.

The female general cast her eyes on the Taoist priest, and the Taoist priest glanced over everyone one by one, his expression was idle, but his eyes were icy and clear. Anyone who was swept by his gaze had a feeling that he was almost seduced by the king of Hades.

The Taoist priest's eyes fell on the injured middle-aged farmer, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, he nodded casually at him with the wine gourd in his hand, and said, "You, come out."

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, then limped forward.

After the Taoist ordered, the female general looked at him all the time, until he walked to the horse, the female general asked coldly: "Are you Qusu's spy?"

The farmer was in a daze, as if he didn't know what the female general was talking about, but he just defended in panic: "The villain is not a spy, he is a farmer who is responsible, his leg... his leg was injured, so he was abandoned by the villagers and fell behind. "

The female general smiled coldly and said, "Lie!"

After finishing speaking, the long whip in his hand stabbed at the farmer's throat like a poisonous snake.

The farmer's eyes flickered, and he didn't have time to react. He just screamed and closed his eyes, and the long whip returned as soon as he touched it.The farmer was covered in cold sweat and fell limp to the ground in fright.

The female general was condescending, looked at him coldly for a while, then turned her head to look at the Taoist priest, her eyes were full of inquiries.

The Taoist took a sip from the wine gourd, shook it again, said "Ouch", frowned and shook his head: "There is no more wine."

The female general was not angry, she raised her horse and walked in the direction of the northwest iron cavalry, and the other knights also rode away.

The middle-aged farmer breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to get up, but the Taoist priest who fell behind in the line sighed lightly: "It's a pity, you can't kill ordinary people."

At this moment, the farmer only felt a cold and sharp foreign object pierced his throat. He struggled to look up, only to see that the female general in charge had withdrawn her hand and looked at him coldly.

The refugee let out a suppressed exclamation, blood stained the plum dart embedded in the farmer's throat, he let out a "hoo hoo" sound from his throat, intense anger and confusion flashed in his eyes, and he fell to the ground dead.

The Taoist gave two "tsk tsk", Ren Ma'er walked to the side of the female general, then nodded and said: "I'd rather kill the wrong than let it go, it's ruthless enough."

The female general raised her eyebrows, and muttered in a low voice, "Obviously you asked me to kill", but instead of arguing, she saluted on the horse: "Thank you, sir, for your help in screening." Then, without waiting for an answer, she shouted at the northwest cavalry team. Said: "The Southwest Navy Shi Ling asked to see the young general."

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