My Chinese ancestors

Chapter 689 Faults
South of Changchuan County and north of Ding'an City.

The sky was dim and a huge chaos was scattered all over the plain.

The rebels encountered, fought, reinforced, and dispersed with soldiers from various counties and prefectures in the form of battalions and small teams. The ear-shaking shouts of killing could be heard in the foothills, woods, plains, and valleys.

Su Chen's robe was stained with blood. He lay on the warhorse, holding the horse's neck to steady his body. He panted, slowly straightened his back and looked forward.

At the age of thirteen or fourteen, it is impossible to say that I was not panicked.

The moment the team was attacked, he was so scared that he lost his mind. He only heard Li Bai and Xun Yu outside organizing soldiers to fight the enemy. Su Chen wanted to stand up several times, but fell down several times because of weak legs.

Later, the attackers rushed towards the carriage. Li Bai threw Xun Yu into the carriage. He protected the carriage and ordered the soldiers to turn around and run west to avoid the attack of the rebels.

Only at this time did Su Chen muster up a little courage to lift the curtain of the carriage. In his field of vision, there were charging figures everywhere, and cavalrymen chasing after him with spears or swords in hand.

This was the battlefield that his father often told him about.

The cruelty in the previous words finally became a reality in front of Su Chen. The blades, spears, screams, and smell of blood stimulated his mind all the time.

After escaping from dangerous situations several times, Su Chen was carried off the carriage by Xun Yu and settled in a mountain village. The mountain village was not rich, and seeing the dilapidated scene of the village, Su Chen, who had recovered a little, asked the soldiers not to disturb the villagers, and he also refused the fine food provided by the villagers.

Apart from staying with a family, he only ate the coarse food brought by the soldiers.
Soon, Li Bai, deputy commander of the Embroidered Uniform Division, brought back news from the battlefield and learned that the number of rebels was huge and they were causing chaos in the name of supporting Beigong Shu and restoring the State of Yan.

If it were my father, what would he do?
At a certain moment, he thought of a token his father gave him before leaving for the Western Expedition, and told him to take it with him whenever he left the palace. If he encountered a problem that even the imperial team could not solve, he could offer the token to the west, and a peerless genius would come to help.

Thinking of this, Su Chen made a prompt decision, took the token hidden in his arms out of the house, and asked someone to borrow incense and candles from the village to light it.

Under the gaze of him, Li Bai and Xun Yu, a tall and majestic figure walked out of the darkness.

As his thoughts came back to life, his vision was filled with sunlight, and the figure from that night instantly overlapped with the figure commanding the troops in the front.

The front line of confrontation moved forward with a roar, and the soldiers of the Beiwei Camp, wearing iron armor, brandished their Mo Daos and advanced steadily forward.

The commanding general had a half-foot beard, wore a layered armor with a breastplate, a beast-head shoulder strap, a gold-eating beast belt around his waist, and a red cape fluttering in the wind.

Su Chen took a deep breath, and with Xun Yu's encouragement, he slowly stepped forward a few steps and said loudly: "General Yue, if possible, please persuade them to surrender!"

Yue Fei reined in his horse and turned back, looking at the young man's resolute expression on horseback and nodded in appreciation.

He turned his head to look at the five hundred Modao soldiers who had killed people in the sea of ​​blood and corpses, and could not help but slowly raised his hand, and his loud voice resounded all around.

"Ask the rebels here to surrender. We are all Chinese. Why are we killing each other?"

The running cavalry waved the flag, and the lieutenant colonel in the army who saw the flag shouted in a hoarse voice in the team.

Many Beiwei soldiers heard the military order, and the soldiers in the back row, leaning on their Mo Daos, followed the officers' words and shouted loudly.

"Why do we Chinese compatriots have to kill each other? You have been deceived and are ruining the peace of the world. No matter you win or lose, you will be despised by your fellow countrymen!"

This group of remnants were originally palace guards and imperial chariot soldiers. After a disastrous defeat, they were reorganized by Yue Fei and distributed with Mo Dao.

Yue Fei had his own training method for military formations. In just a few days, he transformed 500 soldiers. The biggest change was that they dared to face the cavalry and wield the Mo Dao.

When the words "...you have been deceived and are ruining the peace of the world..." rang out, the morale of the rebel soldiers who were beaten back in a panic by the Modao was immediately dampened at this moment.

In fact, many people are still confused and are instigated by their superiors when their heads are hot.

At the beginning, I won many victories and didn’t think much of it. But now that I’ve encountered a tough opponent, my mind has started to calm down.

Yeah, who are they going to kill for no reason?
The Emperor is still fighting in the west. He and his comrades have caused chaos and thrown the world into disarray. If Your Majesty returns, not only will they be killed, but their wives, children and relatives will probably be implicated as well.

The more you think, the more worries you have.

The rebel soldiers who were able to hold their weapons firmly threw them to the ground one by one, "No more fighting!" "Whoever fights is a bastard!"

"If you throw away your weapons, why are we fighting? Daxia is already living a good life, why would we want to restore the Yan Kingdom?!"

"Who the hell is Beigong Shu? I've never heard of him. I'd rather die than join him to restore our country!" Amidst the voices, the leading generals of the rebel army did not try to stop them. Even the middle and lower-level officers came to their senses, dropped their weapons, and called out to the soldiers around them.

Morale collapsed instantly.

The three thousand rebel soldiers who were retreating step by step dropped their weapons and sat directly on the ground. According to military rules, they crossed their legs and placed their hands on their knees.

The five hundred Beiwei soldiers did not kill all of them. When they saw the enemy surrender and sit on the ground, they returned to Yue Fei and waited for orders. The battlefield was then taken over by ordinary soldiers.

Yue Fei looked at these seated rebel soldiers in surprise and found their magnanimity in surrendering incomprehensible.

Yue Fei, 39 years old, started out as a country boy, joined the army alone, went from being a commander-in-chief to being executed in the Dali Temple. The ups and downs in his life had not yet come to an end.

The wind was howling, and he sat upright on his horse, closed his eyes, and waited quietly. After a while, the roar of the mountains and the sea sounded in front of him.

"Prince! Prince!"

"We were deceived and didn't know the prince."

When Yue Fei opened his eyes, he saw that the disheveled young man was standing in front of the rebel soldiers, guarded by Li Bai, and was speaking in a calm tone.

He was always of a serious disposition, and he could clearly sense the sincerity in that young man.

It would probably not be easy to teach such a prince.

Turning his head, Yue Fei looked at Xun Yu who was lagging behind. The famous minister, whom he had only seen in history books before, now appeared in front of him alive.

But then he thought again, he was also appearing alive in front of the people after him.

Qin hinoki
I heard they said you were here too.

Looking over there, at the surrendered soldiers kneeling down in a group, Yue Fei raised his head to look at the red clouds, his eyes wide open, thinking of the gold medals that kept being sent to him like a life-threatening urge.

His Adam's apple rolled.

Yue Fei struggled to squeeze out a hoarse laugh.

The sunset glowed on his face, and in the birds flying past his sight, he could feel the surging emotions that were still surging even after the fighting had ended.

The warm palm clenched the handle of the gun in my hand, but there was still a feeling of unreality.

……

Yanjing, outside the imperial city.

Qin Hui, who had just boarded the carriage and was leaving the imperial city, sneezed in the carriage. The coachman turned around and glanced at the floating curtain.

"My Lord, have you caught a slight cold?"

"Nothing!"

Qin Hui covered his mouth and nose with his sleeves, then rubbed them and frowned: "Why are you sneezing for no reason? Is someone missing me?"

This feeling has been very strong since leaving the Imperial City.

Subconsciously, he looked towards Rongzhou in the southwest. The drama over there should be over, right? He performed hard everywhere, and finally controlled the scope of knowledge of this matter to Zhang You and Xu Qinghu. After all, these two people are old.

The day of retirement is not far away, so I might as well let go of my remaining energy and sacrifice my reputation.

"That's why I have a bad feeling."

Qin Hui lowered the curtain, cutting off the view between the carriage and the street. He twirled his long beard, thinking carefully about where the mistake had gone wrong.

(End of this chapter)