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In mid-November, Qinyi near the border of Qilu. ..√∟,

The snow that covered most of the eastern country had stopped long ago. From near to far, the open space under the city, the open space outside the city, the long painted road, and the fields and trees in the distance were covered in white.

The city gate creaked, and the frozen fog opened, and then hundreds of horses with their hooves wrapped in non-slip cloth galloped out, leaving mud and snow behind. The horses are equipped with saddles that can make the riders sit firmly, and the young light knights are full of energy. Its commander-in-chief Zhao Wuxi took the lead, with the black cloak tumbling behind him.

Several days have passed since the attack on Qi State's baggage. After Zhao Wuxi and the others succeeded, they went north along the Tu Road, avoiding the reinforcements of Qi State.

He had sent all the wounded to Zhenyi before, and after using the spare horses, there were still more than 700 horses left to fight. Wu Xie personally coached the main force, destroyed the grain stations set up by the Qi people along the way, and occasionally encountered hundreds of people in the Qi country's grain storage team slowly heading south. Along the way, they did not meet an enemy, and they captured hundreds of Qi soldiers and civilians, and most of them were escorted to nearby cities.

But the danger has been hanging over their heads since the snowfall that day, and behind them are more than 3,000 reinforcements from Qi State. For this reason, Zhao Wuxi made a special trip to send Yu Xi to assist, and took more than 100 horses to the southeast, and climbed up to the At the highest point, to observe the actions of the Qi State reinforcements behind him. Once the Qi people are found to have changed, Yu Xi will sound the bronze-encrusted horn as a warning.

However, what surprised Wu Xie was that the Qi army seemed to be chasing Zhao Wu Xie's whereabouts, and was only more than ten miles away from him recently. But it doesn't seem like there is any plan to pursue combat. The unarmed troops were relatively few, and it was seen that there were no broken troops in this Qi army as a drag. The mental state is good, it should be an elite soldier. He didn't dare to rashly launch a surprise attack to increase his senseless casualties.

The two sides were so careful to guard against each other, and arrived at the border of Qilu one after another. At this point, Zhao Wuxi led his army to the west and simply entered Qinyi. And that Qi army returned to the territory of Qi country without hesitation, which made people confused.

"This Qi army has weird intentions. I really don't know what it is doing. What is strange turns into a demon. Even if the other generation enters the Qi realm, we must be careful."

During the period, there was almost no contact between the two sides, and Wu Xie did not know that the commander on the opposite side was Chen Heng, one of his important enemies in the future...

The doctor in Qin Yi saw a crowd of 40,000 people when the Qi army was crossing the border. He was almost frightened to offer the city to surrender. Fortunately, Qin Shang and Qin Fei, two disciples of Confucius and Yang Tong Rong, persuaded him, and at the same time emptied his military power. It didn't make a big mistake. Now as the winter snow falls, there is news that the Qi people have begun to retreat. And Zhao Wuxi even cut off the food, road and baggage of the Qi people and captured Qi's son, so the doctor in Qin Yi turned to Zhao Wuxi's admiration, but Wuxi was the only one who followed. I don't know, I thought he was actually a vassal without mercy.

Therefore, the cavalry was well replenished in the city, and Wu Xie threw the captured prince of Qi, Yang Sheng, into the city temple. Let Yang Tong Rong and Mucha, who have taken over the defense of this place, watch.

Now they continue to set off, but split the riders in two. Yu Xi continued to stare at the Qilu border with two hundred cavalry. Zhao Wuxi, on the other hand, took five hundred and began to turn around and head south along the original road. I felt uncomfortable looking for the 40,000-strong army of Qi.

"There are probably less than 40,000 now. The snow is not cold and the snow is cold. Since the snow stopped that day, the temperature has been lower than a day. Presumably Qi people are now hungry, lacking clothing and food, and one foot is deep and one foot is deep. It's very uncomfortable to step on the snow shallowly!"

...

The Qi people did not have a hard time at all. It was a dark, cold, and hungry day, just like yesterday and the day before yesterday. The snow kept falling and melting, ankle-deep snow everywhere, and the cold wind swirled from the west, with the snowflakes it blew across the frozen ground.

Yang Hu used an abandoned wall of a dwelling as his residence tonight. He rubbed flint and copper chips to make a fire, and finally made a wisp of blue smoke. The flames flickered, spreading over scraped bark and dead, dry pine needles. It was freezing cold that day, and the warm flame was the most beautiful thing. In Yanghu's eyes, she was as lovely as a shy bride, and her beauty like a flower made people stunned.

When Qi Jun started to turn around and evacuate, there was only a day and a half of food left, and it was barely enough for two and a half days. As a guest of the Duke of Qi, Yang Hu's treatment is relatively high. Even at this difficult time, yesterday he was given a dried fish and a bowl full of corn and rice, but today there is only half a bowl, and the dried fish is gone. The fattest belly, with only a crunchy head and a shriveled tail.

But Yang Hu didn't complain. The food of ordinary soldiers was even worse. He had seen them drinking porridge like clear water with only a few stalk leaves floating in it. So he secretly rejoiced that his current status was not a prisoner, and then raised the bowl high, chopsticks swiftly plucked up the corn and rice that had gradually lost its temperature, and chewed and swallowed the bones of the dried fish into his stomach one by one. So that they can generate the heat that makes them think calmly.

I don't know what kind of food is on Qi Hou's case? Or is it not the standard of Japanese double chickens? I don't know if he can swallow the sweet rice wine in his bitter mouth.

This is doomed to be a failed adventure. In Yanghu's opinion, if Qihou can conquer Yiyi, he should not try to annihilate Zhao Bing's full power, but prudently go to Puyang to join the Weiren first and join the three ministers in Jin State. Under the circumstance that everyone has their own thoughts, the Qi Kingdom will win this war. But looking at Qi Hou who was on the rise, Yang Hu chose to remain silent.

Even if they were heading south to Xilu, they should have turned around before Xueluo was robbed of the luggage. But at that time, looking at Gao Zhang who was reprimanded for his admonition, Yang Hu chose Mingzhe to protect himself.

He is a fallen official of the State of Lu, why should he worry so much about the Duke of Qi, who has turned his hands over the clouds and covered his hands with rain?

As a result, Qi Jun fell into an embarrassing situation where nearly 1,000 people died of freezing and starvation, and the number of frozen people was still increasing sharply every day.

Or, is the plan of the Zhao family this time too beautiful? Yang Hu himself had suffered from Zhao Wuxi's loss, and he used him for half a year after his fall to set up a target in Guanyi, so that Sanhuan's attention could be focused on him. Unable to work together to crowd out the shirtless.

In fact, in Yang Hu's heart, there is another way to save his life. That is, with a crowd of 40,000, it took a day or two to go west to conquer Zhenyi. Or Linqiu. Although this will cost thousands of casualties, at least after the city is broken, you can get food in the city, let the Qi army rest for a while, and wait until the snow has melted before thinking about whether to continue the war or withdraw.

However, the Zhao family obviously did not give the Qi people such an opportunity, not to mention that the defenses of these two cities were very cautious and stable, it was said that Zhao Yang, who had crossed the Pushui River, had been wandering twenty or thirty kilometers behind the Qi army. , like a wolf waiting for its prey to run out of energy and pounce on it. Once the Qi army intends to attack the city. I am afraid that it will be attacked from inside and outside, and the consequences will only be worse.

Chen Heng, who went north to find the baggage and the unlucky captured son, has not responded to the news, and now he is almost the only hope of the Qi army. I don't know when the next grain will be delivered. Anyway, the grain station that I passed along the way has been completely destroyed, and the grain has been burned.

"This must be the work of Zhao Wuxi." Yang Hu gritted his teeth in front of Qi Hou.

The hussars that made Yanghu suffer humiliation at the Five Fathers' Qu, had already reached the border of Qilu at this moment, at twice the speed of the infantry and traveling 60 to 70 miles a day. If Zhao Wuxi turned around and headed south, he would cooperate with the main force of the Zhao clan, who had already crossed the Pushui, to attack from the north and the south. The consequences could be disastrous.

It is true that the Qi army still has an advantage, but in an enemy situation, the more critical problem is that the Qi people have now lost their fighting spirit. Morale was close to collapse, unable to withstand even a surprise attack.

Anyway, go on like this. Qi Jun is finished!

This is the keen sense Yanghu has cultivated in the past half a year.

If Qihou doesn't want to do anything anymore. Yanghu will have to find his own chance to escape and survive...

At this moment, there were bursts of exclamations from outside the tent.

"Zhao Bing launched an attack so eagerly?"

Yanghu was horrified. This was beyond his expectations. Zhao Bing should wait for another day or two, until the southern cavalry and the northern cavalry meet, and then ride the Qi people when they are the weakest. Holding the sword, he stuck his head out to look, but it was not an attack, but Qi people were watching something.

...

Qi's camp is now like a drunkard, stumbling around, and has long lost the spirit of Yiyi's victory.

When Yanghu came out, he saw dozens of horses walking listlessly on the snow, looking for the rhizomes of the dead grass under the snow. No one could eat it. How could they supply horses? The soldiers were wearily huddled around the fire. They spent most of their time marching in the ice and snow outside. Only when they were resting could they bake clothes and shoes that would never dry by the fire. I want to move.

People were still hunting wild beasts around the camp yesterday and the day before, but unless you were a skilled hunter, finding food in this weather was obviously a luxury. Yanghu had seen many people who secretly left the camp for food and never came back, until the next day, the brigade found their frozen bodies beside Tu Dao, half eaten by wild animals...

So the best option is to open your tired eyes after licking the gruel, and then staring at the gloomy sky...

Until the movement that successfully attracted Yanghu attracted their attention.

"Your Majesty!"

Yang Hu squeezed forward, but saw that Qihou had taken off the thick and heavy coat that never left his body. The monarch, who was over sixty years old, was wearing the same thin and plain clothes as ordinary soldiers, and looked a little old. Dissatisfied, half of it disappeared because of this outfit. Although Yang Hu knew that this was a temporary pretense, he couldn't help but sigh at Qi Hou's cleverness and acting skills.

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However, he saw Qi Hou raised his hand towards the soldiers around him, and said with a gloomy expression: "I am alone, I cannot serve the Emperor of Heaven, so I make God angry, and it rains snow and rain, causing the three armies to be afflicted, freezing and starving, and the dead look at each other. Dao, can't be buried in the wormwood, the sin of widowhood is also!"

He paused for a moment and then said emotionally: "However, this place is only a hundred miles away from the state of Qi, and it is a three-day journey. I hope everyone will try their best to move forward and return to the village as soon as possible. The widow has a word here. , the family tax is reduced by half, and there will be no recruitment within three years!"

There was a momentary sensation in the crowd, the grant was reduced by half, and the recruitment was not repeated for three years? They were a little excited, and this was a rare favor from the Qi country, which was reinstated and rampant.

But then someone howled: "Your Majesty is benevolent, but the most important thing for us now is that we are cold and empty, and I hope Your Majesty will take pity on him and give him a full meal!"

Everyone reacted instantly. Indeed, half of the tax reduction and three-year exemption are all things in the future. As the poem said: "Without clothes and no brown, why do you die?" Now they are hungry, and it is even difficult for them to walk back to Qi for three days. The people of Qi who had started to make noise again suddenly fell silent, and looked at Qi Hou with earnest eyes. (To be continued..)