Refuse to trample on the pride of heaven

Chapter 213 Attack

The sun rose slightly, the rays of light broke through the fog, and shone brightly on the armor of the soldiers.

The soldiers were all in armor and holding weapons, ready for battle. Their movements were swift, and the plates of their armor collided with each other, making sharp sounds like the sound of swords clashing. Their steps were perfectly aligned, and the soles of their boots stomped on the ground, making a loud noise that shook the sky.

The general at the head of the platoon stood as straight as a spear, his eyes gleaming coldly, his hands tightly grasping a long sword, the blade reflecting the morning light. The soldiers behind him also held their heads high and their morale was high. Light was flowing on their armor, and the wind was blowing their flags, making loud noises that harmonized with the sounds of weapons. The generals in the front were all filled with excitement and courage.

Yan Bu also sent his own soldiers in. Naturally, the other generals saw the other side's determination. This time, they really planned to burn their boats and fight to the death. They couldn't help but correct their attitude.

"General, the troops have been organized."

"Ah."

Lin Yue observed Yan Buhuan's expression and said through gritted teeth.

"I have a grudge against you and you said something rude. I am willing to be punished!"

"You don't call yourself "I" anymore?" Yan Bu was a little amused.

"Alas, this is not a mark..."

"Well, why bother with all this now? If we win this battle, not only will you be right, but you will also have made a contribution."

Yan Buhuan exhaled a breath of hot air, and white mist came out - who could have thought that the mutiny would be led by the highest-ranking general?

"The imperial edict now orders us to retreat, but we have defended this city with blood and sweat, how can we let the bandits take it easily! We would rather disobey the imperial edict and risk our lives in a battle than abandon the city and humiliate the national prestige! The city is in our hands now, if we abandon it, how can we face our elders? Although the enemies on the grassland are brave, do we not have the will to fight?

I have made up my mind. I will not obey your order. I swear to fight the enemy to the death and protect my city. I will tell you clearly now. I wonder if you are willing to follow my orders? If you are unwilling, it is fine. The army will make proper arrangements for their stay and departure, and will never force anyone. "

This was a matter of life and death, or to put it simply, it was rebellion. Yan Buhuan's words gave everyone some wiggle room, and the mighty army was silent for a moment.

"I joined the army just to kill those grassland people. I withdrew from there several times before. It made me feel very frustrated! Now that I have this opportunity, why don't I want it?!"

"We all admire the general's bravery. Now I will disobey his orders and kill the enemy. In order to protect our homeland and the peace of the people, I am willing to die!"

"The bandits on the grassland are brutal and cruel, and have repeatedly invaded our territory. If we retreat without a fight, our wives, children, and elders will all suffer. We are willing to fight the powerful enemy together with the general!"

"General, your act of disobeying the order is a matter of righteousness. I know very well that if I retreat at this time, I will be shamed by future generations. I am willing to follow the general, fight bravely and leave a heroic name for eternity!"

One person suddenly spoke, and others responded one after another - whether it was for revenge, to defend their country, or to leave a name for eternity, at this moment, they were all loyal and righteous people who were willing to stand up.

Yan Buhuan suddenly felt tears welling up in his eyes: "Okay! Let's start recruiting soldiers now!"

Yan Buhuan called out his orders in a loud voice, his voice was so powerful that it pierced through the noisy drums and whistling wind. The generals who were called out strode out of the ranks with their heads held high, saluted with their fists, and responded loudly.

"I hope you will unite with me to fight against the enemy and protect our territory!"

When the soldiers heard this, they raised their arms and shouted, "We will follow the general and fight to the death!"

Yan Buhuan waved his hand and ordered the logistics staff to warm the wine and wait for the army to return triumphantly, and not to return until they were drunk.

The city gate slowly opened with a heavy sound like thunder rolling in the sky. Yan Buhuan rode in the front on horseback, his armor dazzling and his sword pointed forward. After him, soldiers filed out in unison, their armor colliding with each other, making a clanging sound.

The flags behind him blocked out the sun, rustling in the wind, and the sound of horses' hooves trampling the bricks and stones of the long street, raising snow crystals like smoke. The soldiers all had solemn expressions and firm eyes, and rushed out with the determination to defeat the enemy.

The general disobeyed the emperor's will, and the soldiers responded with shouts. The snow darkened the flags and paintings, and the wind was filled with the sound of drums. We drove away the barbarians with blood, and waited for the victory with kindness.

After decades of swords and spears, and galloping on the battlefield, he realized that the way of weapons is secondary, and the key to stability lies in the temple and the king. However, in the court, treacherous people are rampant, and loyal ministers suffer. The clouds cover the sun and the king's heart is blinded. He can withstand the open spears on the battlefield in front, but it is difficult to guard against the hidden arrows in the back.

In order to repay the king's kindness, he was loyal to the king, but the other party was unkind, and the trend of his downfall could not be maintained by him alone.

It's the time, the fate, the luck, and it's beyond his control - since the situation is hopeless and he can't hold on alone, he can be considered to be paying for those people's lives. Even though it's insignificant compared to the damage he has caused, this time, he will definitely try his best and his death will not be a pity.

Leading the troops on horseback, Yan Buhuan looked back and saw that the team was like a winding black dragon, slowly moving forward on the vast land. The head of the team had disappeared into the dust on the horizon, while the tail was still nowhere to be seen at the end of the sight.

It turned out that although he had been busy with military affairs for half his life, he could still enjoy the wine and the spring.

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"The blood is as red as the sky and earth, and the loyalty is as boundless as the sun and the moon. It shines on us like the Fusang tree. We dare to command the wind and clouds. We will go to the national crisis with tens of millions of people. We will recommend Xuanyuan to shoulder the moral responsibility. Look, above the three-foot-long sword, the unyielding military spirit is unparalleled in the world!"

Qi Zhaoshu wrote down the document about marching to the battlefield with great enthusiasm - this was a formal battle between the forces of their Zhitonghui, and they must return with a great victory!

Lou Wancen's letter naturally reached Qi Zhaoshu's hands. He understood what the other party meant and didn't think there was any problem with it.

The cavalry of the grassland was temporarily stopped by the forces of several parties and could not go deep into the interior. However, the situation on the front line was tense, especially for the newly born Zhitonghui, which was still too immature in all aspects. If it could not successfully resist the foreign enemies on its own, how could it talk about seizing power? By then, even its own internal forces would be hit hard.

As the saying goes, one good blow is enough to prevent a hundred blows from coming - this head-on confrontation with the grassland troops, apart from external factors, will make the position of Zhitonghui more stable and prevent them from being underestimated by other established forces, and make the grassland dare not treat them as a soft persimmon. It will also help Zhitonghui accumulate experience and enhance their self-confidence.

Therefore, everyone was determined to win this battle and had been making preparations early on. The training of the soldiers became increasingly intense, and Jiang Cailin and his men even stayed overnight in the training ground.

As the melodious horn sounded, the confrontation between the two forces officially began.

The snow covered the surface and the ice remained solid. Birds of prey folded their wings and built no nests, and the war horses hesitated to move forward.

Silk and gauze cannot keep out the bitter cold, the pain of falling fingers and cracked skin is unbearable. During this bitter cold season, it seems as if God has given the strong Hu a murderous aura, making it violent and ruthless.

The sundial is set against a blood-red setting sun, peregrine falcons are screaming and croaking in the sky, beacon towers are burning with wolf dung, drums and horns are beating in the sky, and men in armor are guarding the front.

The nest chariots stand high, the bows are roaring, the silver arrows are breaking through the air, the horses are wearing saddles and stirrups, the rattles are full of chews and mouths, the neighs reach the sky, the weapons are lined up, the fluttering flags boost morale, the soldiers will not retreat, and will defend the battlefield.

They cut off the baggage and attacked the soldiers. The banks of Hugang were covered with blood, and the caves in the Great Wall were filled with blood. At this moment, no one was distinguished between the noble and the humble, and all turned into dry bones.

(倥偬: refers to busyness, the complexity and urgency of things, such as the 军马倥偬; 倥偬 can also mean hardship and distress, from "Chu Ci·Liu Xiang's ")

(The snow piled up on the face, the solid ice still existed, the birds of prey folded their wings and rested in their nests, the horses that were about to go out to battle hesitated and did not move forward... -- The snow piled up on the face, the solid ice still existed, the birds of prey folded their wings and rested in their nests, the horses that were about to go out to battle hesitated and did not move forward.

Silk and cotton clothes could not withstand the extreme cold, and the pain of fingers falling off and skin cracking was unbearable. In this extremely cold time, it was as if God had lent the powerful Hu people murderous aura, allowing them to commit murderous acts at will.

At this time, the setting sun was as red as blood, peregrine falcons were calling noisily in the sky, and a solitary smoke was burning on the beacon tower. The drums of war were beating, the horns were sounding, and the soldiers were wearing armor and guarding the front. The nest car stood tall, the bowstrings were ringing, and the silver arrows were flying through the air. The horses were equipped with saddles, bits and reins, and their neighs went straight to the sky. Weapons were everywhere, and the fluttering flags inspired morale. The soldiers did not retreat and vowed to defend the battlefield.

Directly cut off military supplies and attack soldiers horizontally. On the shore of Hugang, blood flowed everywhere, and in the Great Wall, blood filled the caves. At this time, no matter whether one's status was noble or humble, they all turned into dry bones.)

(Nest car: an ancient vehicle with a watchtower for ascending and observing the enemy. The watchtower is hung high on the vehicle like a bird's nest, hence the name. Also known as a tower car.)

(The saddle refers to the saddle and the padding underneath it.)

(bit: the bit and bridle worn on a horse's head)

(辎: [carriage] a kind of covered carriage in ancient times. [carriage weight] equipment, food, tents, clothing, materials, etc. carried during a march.)

(Ahem, if you are not interested in these wars and the advancement of the plot, and want to wait for the protagonists to appear, it’s okay to stock up)