Chapter 1489

On the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, the cold wind is chilly and the sky is overcast in the morning. Tens of thousands of troops are approaching the front of Wenxi city with a silver and white banner.

With the sound of the neat steps and the sound of horse hoofs trampling on the ground, the ground trembled slightly, and the smoke and dust rolled up, like a large continuous black cloud, pressing fiercely in the rumbling thunder, getting closer and closer to the city wall and gate

"Dada Da..."

The heart beat of the soldiers found the same rhythm and pace with the thundering steps. Each soldier looked at the front coldly, and the spirit of killing was getting stronger and stronger with the step by step. It was as if the tens of thousands of cold shining blades had already been out of their scabbard. Just waiting for the commander's command to attack the city, these swords would come out of their scabbard, Point at the head of the enemy and sacrifice the flag with blood

"Long..."

Suddenly, a heavy strange noise came from the front, and it became more and more clear. The soldiers behind the square array did not know what had happened. However, the soldiers who were in the vanguard had seen it at a glance.

In front of me, 200 Zhang away, I heard that the gate of Xi City was slowly opened from inside in the heavy and rough sound

Naturally, the purpose of opening the gate of the two armies was to go out of the city to fight with the other side, but it was strange that the enemy did not sound a horn or drum.

There was silence ahead, and then thousands of soldiers in armor poured out of the city like a flood. They were well-trained to form a huge square array in front of the city gate. The ranks were neat and solemn, facing the tens of thousands of troops coming towards the gate.

At this time, the silver and white banner with the word "official" embroidered on it had reached a hundred feet away. Then, with tens of thousands of troops in southern Xinjiang suddenly stopped, the soldiers remained motionless.

This seems to be a signal. At the next moment, the square array at the gate of the city moved.

first, a middle-aged soldier in bronze armour left his scabbard in his hand, and the other soldiers of the West army who followed him also loosened their arms.

"Pa pa pa pa..."

Those scabbards, spears, bows and arrows, shields All the weapons fell to the ground like rain, all kinds of sounds came and went, and the buzzing metal sound reverberated for a long time.

Then, the thousands of soldiers were all short, and all the xiyeren, including the leading middle-aged soldiers, knelt down on the ground and prostrated their faces on the ground.

There was no sound around.

The scene was so spectacular that it seemed as if a hammer had struck the heart so hard that even those who saw it could not make a sound.

After that, hundreds of meters around the square were silent, as if even the wind stopped at the moment.

From the beginning to the end, these Xiye people who heard Xicheng come out did not say a word, but showed their attitude silently with their actions.

Therefore, from the moment the gate was opened, there was no trumpet or drum.

These Westerners have come down without fighting!

All the officers and men of the southern Xinjiang Army understood this point, and had an indescribable feeling in their hearts.

Two sides in the morning silent confrontation, this moment, time seems to be static

Until the loud and clear cry of eagles sounded from above, two eagles, one gray and one white, hovered in the air, playing. They seemed to have no idea what was going on below. They were very happy.

In a moment, the lines of the southern Xinjiang army were separated automatically, and a young man with a baby face came out of the line. He rode slowly towards the square of the Western night people and stopped dozens of meters away.

From the high horse, the baby faced youth looked down at the middle-aged soldiers who were crawling in the front of the square array, and asked in a loud voice, "who are you?"

The middle-aged soldier finally raised his head and saw that his square red face was stained with some yellow sand on his forehead and hair, which made his originally dignified face look a little embarrassed.

The middle-aged general raised his voice and replied, "Sir, I'm menkol, the elder of the Gu nationality of xiyemen. I've heard about the great reputation of the official general more than ten years ago. I've admired it for a long time, but I haven't been able to see it. I don't want to hear that in nine years' time, Xicheng is very lucky to see the general. Menkol is willing to lead the whole city's officers and civilians to surrender to the officer general. "

What this middle-aged general refers to is, of course, official language.

With this man's words sounded, two men and two horses came out from the rear. Walking in front of him was a strong white horse. On the white horse, a gentle young man in a white cloak. Compared with tens of thousands of soldiers in armor and cold faces around him, he looked so abrupt and eye-catching, as if standing out from the crowd, and unconsciously attracted the attention of all people Including menkol.

Mencoll's pupils shrank, and his eyes were burning at the gentle young man on the white horse. Without blinking, his eyes were so hot that he seemed to have known the identity of the other party.

Bai CE, the official language, went to Fu Yunhe, looked at menkol and said, "you said you would surrender your arms and offer the city to our army?"

"General Guan Shao No, Lord Menkol thought of something, and quickly changed his words, "I've heard for a long time that the Marquis is is not only brave and brave, but also righteous and benevolent. He is not as arrogant and belligerent as the night king of the West. In order to satisfy his ambition, he has constantly recruited men, food and grass of our family, so that our family has withered In recent years, the men and Gu people in our city have been very few men. Besides the soldiers guarding the city, most of them are old and weak women and children... "With that, menkol's face was filled with indignation and a trace of helpless desolation. Once again, he bowed down respectfully on the ground, "Lord, my family is willing to offer the city sincerely."

After the words fell, all around were silent again. Suddenly, a cold wind suddenly blew, blowing the yellow sand all over the sky and the dead branches and leaves, rustling.

The official language white scanning this several thousand crawls in the West night person, slowly way: "falls does not kill."

The tense atmosphere nearby seemed to be suddenly relaxed with the fall of the four words. The door looked up again with joy and said in a loud voice, "thank you, Lord!"

Then, thousands of soldiers in the West behind him called out in unison: "thank you, Lord!"

Thousands of shouts were overlapped and went straight into the sky. It seemed that even the clouds in the sky had dissipated a little, and the Golden Dawn fell through the clouds

Guan Yu Bai looked at menkol with a smile, and then said: "patriarch menkol, next, our army will take over the defense of Wenxi city."

"That's nature!" Menkol agreed without objection, "all the officers and men in my city are fully cooperating with the Lord's instructions."

Then there was a commotion near the city gate. The soldiers of the southern Xinjiang army went into separate operations. Some were responsible for disarming, some were responsible for taking over the city defense, and some were divided into several teams and began to explore and inspect the city

Guan yubai and Fu Yunhe, who had explained the trivial matters, were welcomed into the patriarch's house in the center of the city by namen Kee and worshipped as guests of honor.

After all the people sat down in the main hall, menkol quickly ordered his servants to serve tea, and the aroma of tea soon filled the huge hall.

Menkol said politely, "Lord, we have a good tea in Xiye. This is the best Fu tea for me. The older you are, the more fragrant it is. Although it is not as good as Longjing and Biluochun in the Central Plains, it also has its unique mellow fragrance. Please have a try."

There is no trace of impurity in the red and bright tea soup, which emits elegant fragrance.

After sipping hot tea, Guan Yu Bai praised: "good tea, thick but not greasy, with a sweet aftertaste."

"Hou Ye is really a person who knows tea..."

As soon as menkol saw the white tea, he talked to him about tea carefully. For a while, the atmosphere in the hall seemed to become more harmonious with the tea fragrance

A moment later, Guan yubai put down his tea cup and turned to menkol and said, "patriarch menkol, can I use the map of the patriarch?"

The official language was polite, but in fact, there was no room for menkol to refuse. Since menkol had some devotion, it was natural to hand over the map.

"Please wait a moment." Menkol responded with a quick response, and immediately ordered a map to be displayed on the large case in the main hall.

The three people in the hall stood around the map. Bai Fei quickly glanced at the map, and lifted a light smile at the corner of his mouth. He praised: "patriarch menkol, the annotation of the surrounding areas in this map is much more detailed than that of the Marquis from the south."

Menkol said with a smile: "Marquis, that's natural. The Mengu people have been stationed in this area for hundreds of years. The Xizhong basin is my family's home. It is more detailed than the maps drawn by other ethnic groups. This is also a collection of the painstaking efforts of the Mengu people for hundreds of years."

Guan yubai's eyes still lingered on the map, and said: "patriarch menkol, my marquis is has just arrived. I don't know much about Wenxi city and its surrounding areas. Please tell me about it!"

"You are welcome." Menkol quickly responded. Then, his right index finger first fell on the map of Wenxi City, and then slowly drew a circle from west to East. "Look, marquis, we have Wenxi city at the entrance to the west of Xizhong basin, which is surrounded by mountains. In the north is Daye mountain, in the West is Wuping plateau and ningwan mountain. In the south, there are Wushan mountain, Xianglin mountain and East They are Qinshan mountain and Gushan Mountain, which can be said to be on all sides. Only a few roads can pass through. Therefore, it is extremely difficult for the enemy to attack this area as long as these checkpoints are kept. Therefore, it has been hundreds of years for our Gu people to live and work in peace and contentment here... "

It was not until more than 40 years ago that the late king Xirong broke the situation of competing with all the heroes in Xiye and unified the twelve clans of Xiye!

Although menkol didn't say this directly, Bai and Fu Yunhe in the hall knew it well.

After a pause, menkel continued: "the biggest threat to the west central basin is still the East and the north." It was from the north that the old king of the night defeated this area.

The eyes of Guan yubai and Fu Yunhe continue to move up, and finally stop at the Zhongling city above the Xizhong basin. Once the city is broken through, Xiye will be half occupied.

"What are the roads in the East and the north?" he asked

Menkol pointed to the river marked "Qinshan" and "Gushan" on the map, and said: "the East is the waterway. The Dajin river is turbulent and dangerous. Down the river southeast, there are several cities occupied by the Xutang people... "

With that, menkol's finger moved up a little, "but if the Marquis's army wants to go north to the capital city, there are only two roads, one near and one far, but there are two cities on the only way to the near road..." He pointed to two of the cities in the north. "Fortunately, Longmen City, gonglai city and the surrounding cities are all Mengu people. If this is the other ten clans, I dare not speak up to the Marquis today, but we Mengu people have always been in the same mind. If the Marquis agrees, I will immediately write to them and persuade them to surrender. Please rest assured. I have been the head of the Mengu clan for more than 20 years, and I have some prestige in the clan. Even if I don't know for sure, there are 89% of them! "The twelve clans of Xiye are distributed all over Xiye. Each clan has its own patriarch, which is similar to the existence of the king of Dayu. The clansmen of each ethnic group are under the command of the clan leader, and the clan leader is directly under the command of the Xiye king.

This system makes each clan become more cohesive and powerful in order to be superior to other ethnic groups. However, it also has obvious shortcomings, which makes xiyewang lack absolute control over the cities where the other ten ethnic groups are located.

Menkol straightened his chest, and there was a trace of pride between his brows. Then he said, "it's just that you have to wait in the city for two or three days."

"Well, the marquis will wait for the good news from patriarch menkol." Guan Yu Bai looks at menkol with a smile, his eyes twinkle in the dark pupil.

Today's West night looks like a towering tower, but I don't know that the higher the tower is, the more dangerous it will be. Once the king of West night is not enough to frighten the other ten ethnic groups, the whole Xiye will collapse like a pile of sand

Menkol repeatedly answered and said, "even if this map is a little gift for me, please accept it."

The official language white should a, looked at Fu Yunhe, determined underground order: "general Fu, immediately pass the order of this Marquis, order the whole army to rest in the city for two days."

"Yes, Lord." Fu Yunhe sonorously and forcefully clasped his fist in response to the road, and then strode away.

Then, menkol also stepped back, facing the official language Bai Baoquan way: "Marquis, then I also quit first. I will go to draw up the letter first, and then hand it over to the Lord. "

The official language Bai is still gentle and elegant, raised his hand and said, "please help yourself, patriarch."

Mencoll gave another clasp, and then he left with a flying dash.

Guan yubai stood in the original place and watched menkol go away. On his elegant face, the smile on his lips became deeper, and his warm black eyes narrowed slightly.

Suddenly, Colton stopped and looked back. Guan yubai had already sat down on the high back chair, holding a cup of tea in his hand. At first glance, it was not like a general, but more like a scholar.

Mencoll continued to walk forward with firm steps and a straight back

The sun was rising higher and higher outside, and the clouds in the sky had dispersed with the arrival of the southern Xinjiang army, revealing the warm sun behind the clouds.

More than half an hour later, several messengers galloped out of the north gate, and soon parted ways and left each other

The next afternoon, I got the news from the nearest gonglai City, and then Longmen city

However, in just two days, the southern Xinjiang Army led by Guan yubai won two more cities without a single soldier. Next, as long as they got out of the Xizhong basin, they would directly attack Zhongleng city.

On the first day of the new year, tens of thousands of troops from southern Xinjiang swarmed into Longmen City, which has an open gate. For these soldiers, although they failed to celebrate the new year in southern Xinjiang, their mood was even more jubilant than that of the new year.

They are one step closer to their goal!

The soldiers of the southern Xinjiang army were busy. They had to take over Longmen city as quickly as possible. On the contrary, the official language at the front of the army seemed so leisurely and indifferent.

A breeze blowing face-to-face, leading to immediately official language white slightly cough a few times, even the horse under the hip also stopped.

Xiao Si frowned and was about to say something. After listening to an attentive male voice, he said, "the Marquis has been hard all the way. It's cool these days. It's better to go to the Garrison's mansion to have a rest."

Menkol, dressed in military uniform, rode to the side of Guan yubai and looked at him with concern.

The official language Bai coughed twice again, and the man finally slowed down a little, and said, "then ask the patriarch menkol to lead the way for the marquis."

"Lord, please."

Menkol almost enthusiastically led the way in front of him. He led the two officials to the garrison house, and asked his servants to make herbal tea. "Marquis, this tea can moisten the lung and relieve cough. Marquis, try it."

After drinking half a cup of tea, Guan yubai's face, which was slightly pale, had a little blood color, and no longer coughed.

Seeing this, menkol observed and said: "Marquis, this is not far from Zhongleng city. Since the Marquis is is not well, he might as well rest here for a few days. With the wisdom of the Marquis, it's easy to capture the Zhongleng city... " Said, his eyes show a strange color, admirably looked at the official language white, then said, "in my opinion, even the capital city is within sight."

Guan Yu Bai's knuckles gently tapped on the table beside him, and said faintly: "it's not difficult to attack Zhongleng city..."

Zhongling city is almost the most important protective wall for the capital city of Xiye. It can be imagined that at this critical moment of survival, the king of xiyewang will deploy troops from other borders and cities even if he breaks down the east wall to make up for Xi'an. The battle of Zhongling city is not easy.

However, when this sentence comes from the official language, no one will question it.

The southern Xinjiang army under the command of Guan yubai has long been impressed by his wisdom, tactics and style, and the people of the West What kind of people know better than the West night people the horror of the official language white, the official language white words and deeds.

Menkol looked at the white official language and deep eyes. Suddenly, he sighed and said, "Lord, I just heard that Xiao Yi, the son of the southern king of the town, is arrogant. Marquis, you should first step into the capital city and take great credit. I'm afraid it is..." He hesitated for a moment, or finished speaking, but his voice was lowered a little, "the great master is a great master!"As the saying goes, "the crow is as black as a crow". In all ages, there are several superior officials and even monarchs who can tolerate more heroic and invincible subordinates than themselves!

Menkol went on: "Marquis, I admire his talents with all my heart, so I hasten to speak more. Lord, you should plan for yourself as soon as possible. In fact, I heard that Xiao Shizi met my king a few days ago I mean the envoy sent by gomehor. "

Gaomihuo is the name of the king of the night.

"I guess it's that gaomihuo has the intention to mend with Zhennan palace. Marquis, if the peace between Xiao Shizi and gaomihuo is successful, then you will try your best to bathe in the bloody battlefield of Zhennan Wangfu, will not it be in vain?! Oh, I'm really for the Lord. You're not worth it

The official language white slightly frowns, but the vision is one Lin, slowly way: "you just said that Xiao Shizi met the envoy of the West night king?"

Menkol quickly nodded his head and said, "yes, if you don't believe me, just send someone to the southeast to check it. As far as I know, it was in Kerry that he met with the envoys. "

As he said this, menkolmu showed his righteous indignation and said, "Lord, there is an old saying in Central Plains:" you are unkind and I am unjust. "It is not that you have any different ideas, but that Xiao Shizi betrayed his faith first Originally, the character and intelligence of marquis can't be one of them in a hundred years, and he shouldn't be inferior to others! Now, the Marquis is is facing a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Once the Marquis can win Zhongleng city and drive straight into the capital city, why not be independent as king?! Marquis, I don't believe that any other clan dares to fight against you because of your great reputation in the West night! "

Menkol spoke with passion and passion, as if he had seen the official language on the throne.

The official language was white and his eyes were silent. His eyes seemed to be looking at the tea cup which was no longer steaming.

"Marquis, you should make a decision as soon as possible, as long as you have a cool tea, and you have to kill the donkey."

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