Chapter 138: Failed Battlefield, New Buried Bones·VII

When everyone saw that the person who came out to greet them was such a little kid, they were filled with questions. Dashengguan was really sparsely populated, how could even such a young kid join the army?

They told the young man their purpose of coming. The young man's eyes brightened and he led the way, saying, "Follow me!"

Along the way, they saw that all the garrisons of Dasheng Pass were holding shields and swords, but this little guy had nothing in his hands. Everyone thought that this little guy was young and cute, so they couldn't help but want to tease this little kid:

"Little general, I see that you are all dressed in the same clothes, why are you all holding weapons, but you don't?"

Lu Wuhuan didn't even turn his head, and said seriously, "I'm not a general. The general hasn't allowed me to hold a shield and a sword, and he doesn't allow me to enter Cangyun. When I grow taller than the general's shield, the general will let me hold a weapon!"

Everyone laughed behind him.

In a blink of an eye, they turned into a big tent. There were too many people to accommodate, so they selected a few representatives and followed Lu Wuhuan into the tent. The others waited outside the tent. When

the curtain was lifted, they saw a man with a stern face sitting in the middle. His eyebrows and eyes seemed to be carved by wind and frost. He held a book in his hand. He raised his head slightly when he heard the noise.

Everyone was silent at the same time and looked at this extremely young general. They felt that there was something as steady and heavy as a mountain in his eyes, which almost made them breathless.

Xiao Hao waved at Lu Wuchan, and the young boy ran to his side, holding his head high and saying, "General! There are 1,800 elders and disciples of the Beggar Gang, Li Zhichang, the head of the Quanzhen Sect, and 16 disciples, and seniors such as Sishui Yuyin, Wu Santong, and Zhu Ziliu have led various heroes to help us guard the pass!"

The faces of several people in the tent were daunted. This little guy looked small, but he remembered all the people after just listening to them once!

Xiao Hao smiled lightly, rubbed his head, and praised, "Not bad."

Lu Wuchan blushed, and his little body straightened a little. It was obvious that he couldn't hold back the smile on his face, but he had to put on a stiff face and act serious and steady. He looked at Xiao Hao with eyes that seemed to be filled with stars, and shouted loudly: "Thank you for the compliment, General!"

Xiao Hao patted him on the shoulder and instructed: "I have important matters to discuss with these seniors, you go and finish your daily routine first."

Lu Wuhuan straightened his back and answered without hesitation: "Yes!"

Everyone saw him take out a bright red silk from his arms, wrap it around his waist in a few seconds, tie it into a big flower, let the two ends hang down very long, and was about to run out with a thump.

Xiao Hao reached out and pulled him back, placed him in front of him and helped him straighten his red silk, then touched his head and said, "Calm down, don't be so impetuous."

"Yes!" The loud childish voice rang out again.

This little son of Lu Guanying was quite mature for his age, Xiao Hao promised Lu Guanying to help take care of him, and now he has accepted him as a disciple of Jianghu and changed him into Duntai's clothes, which really looks a bit like him.

He was too young, Xiao Hao didn't dare to give him Na Yuan Dan randomly, fearing that it would limit his future cultivation, so that he was the only one in the whole army who couldn't hold a sword and shield.

Xiao Hao couldn't let him go to the battlefield, so he simply assigned him some simple tasks.

Children should be active and lively. Xiao Hao gave him three daily routines: go to Zongzipo to sweep graves every day, help the treatment team bandage the wounded, and... bring some joy to the nervous soldiers in the city. Although

Lu Wuxun didn't know what the dance Xiao Hao taught him was called, every time he danced the Yangko for other seniors in the army, they looked very happy, so Lu Wuxun felt that his mission was achieved.

However, he didn't know that every time he left, those soldiers who were trying to hold back their laughter would laugh so hard that they would fall backwards...

After he ran out, Xiao Hao put down the book, stood up, respectfully saluted everyone, and said solemnly: "Thank you all for saving the country!"

Everyone hurriedly said they didn't dare. Xiao Hao did not exchange pleasantries with them, but went straight to the point: "Now that Mongolia has just withdrawn its troops, they will not act rashly before they come up with a new strategy for attacking the city. You have come at the right time!"

He explained to them the city defense equipment currently in use and how to use it. Everyone looked at each other in surprise and asked, "General, do you have any plan for teaching us to use these?"

Xiao Hao said to them, "Originally, this place is easy to defend but difficult to attack. With your help, it will not be a problem for two thousand people to defend the city. But just defending it is not enough. Once the Mongolian army starts a war of attrition, our defense methods will become outdated, which will be very disadvantageous to us."

Everyone then listened attentively to what he had to say.

“I want to take Cangyun out of the pass while you are all here and capture Pingjing and Jiuli in one fell swoop. By then, our Song Dynasty will have controlled the three important passes, and it will be exponentially more difficult for the Mongolian army to break through the three passes and move south at the same time. Our Song Dynasty has the three passes of Yiyang as a barrier, which is equivalent to firmly closing the north and south gates, and perhaps it will be possible to slowly move north!”

Everyone gasped, and Li Zhichang exclaimed: “Is the general crazy?!”

The commander of Dashengguan might have a bad brain!

"Not to mention that attacking a city is much more difficult than defending it, the Mongolian army has a full 200,000 soldiers. You will be sitting ducks once you leave the city!"

Xiao Hao patiently explained, "A few days ago, my military advisor and I came up with a method to transport people to the other side's city without anyone noticing. I plan to lead 50 elite soldiers to attack Jiuli Pass at night, and then you will cooperate with us from inside and outside to drive the Tartars out of the pass."

This method is naturally to take advantage of the convenience of the gang's territory. Xiao Hao hid the soldiers in the gang's territory, and he could travel thousands of miles alone, and he could be a much smaller target. After airdropping into the other side's city, he would release the Cangyun Army and kill them by surprise.

Since Shi Zhixuan took over Cangyun's training, their skills in Fenshanjin have become more and more impressive. Xiao Hao is very confident in his soldiers, and it is not impossible to capture a fortress by surprise.

However, this plan, which sounds a bit unrealistic, soon attracted opposition from many people:

"Not appropriate! This is not appropriate!"

"General, think twice!"

"Dashengguan is the barrier of Xiangyang. If the general acts so radically, if Dashengguan is lost, Xiangyang will be in danger!"

They talked about it in a flurry, all trying to stop Xiao Hao, wanting him to quickly give up this unrealistic idea.

Xiao Hao sighed slowly. According to the current method of defending the city, it is not difficult to take advantage of the terrain and defend the city with a thousand people. If the extra manpower can be used to defend another fortress, it will bring great benefits. However, these Jianghu people are not soldiers after all. When facing enemies that are several times more than themselves, they are more insecure and unconfident, and they will also doubt him as the defender.

Xiao Hao turned around and pointed to the map drawn by the system behind him, and said to them seriously: "I have personally investigated the deployment of the Mongolian army in advance. They don't have many garrisons at the two passes. The main force is stationed outside Wusheng Pass. If we succeed in the surprise attack, they will definitely rush back to defend the rear after receiving the news. The mountains here are rugged and the roads are blocked. It is impossible for 200,000 people to return to support us at the same time. The Mongolian army will definitely divide its troops into nine miles."

Xiao Hao pointed to the northeast and then to Pingjing Pass in the northwest. "There are many canyons along the way. We can set up ambushes along the way. Soldiers are all about trickery. As long as they are unsure of how many people we have, when they are almost exhausted, you can surround us from the north and south and force them to retreat from Pingjing Pass."

"I know you are worried that we are too few to accomplish anything, but before we capture the pass, you just need to defend Wusheng Pass for one night. After dawn, whether we succeed or not, we will come back." Everyone

frowned, not holding any hope for Xiao Hao's arrangement.

"General, if you really understand the situation around you, how come you can't even tell me the name of the pass you are guarding?"

Xiao Hao chuckled when he heard this, and he had been waiting for them here for a long time: "The word 'great victory' is full of hope, but lacks some solidity; Cang Yun can hold on to this day, not relying on groundless thoughts, but martial arts and courage, the word 'Wusheng' is more to my liking."

Everyone looked at each other, and something else rose in their hearts. Cang Yun was able to defend the city gate with only 200 men, but they were ten times more numerous, yet they were timid here. Did they admit that their martial arts, which they had practiced for many years, were not even as good as those of ordinary soldiers?

Seeing that they were hesitant, Xiao Hao continued, "If I was not 90% sure, I would not dare to brag to you."

Everyone shook their heads. It was no problem to guard the city gate for one night, but this guard was so stubborn that he insisted on taking his few soldiers to die. They... Hey!

Forget it, just do your best to guard the rear and collect the bodies of these guards at dawn...

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That night, Xiao Hao counted the number of people and gave each of them a piece of black cloth.

Shi Zhixuan stood at the front and frowned, asking, "Are you really not going to let me go?"

Xiao Hao shook his head, "Without you here to calm them down, I'm worried that if the Mongolian army gets angry and comes back to attack the city, these people will be in disarray." He was referring to those people who had never really been on the battlefield. Xiao Hao glanced in their direction and whispered, "If necessary..."

Shi Zhixuan smiled and didn't wait for him to finish, "Don't worry, Hao, I know what to do."

Xiao Hao nodded. This battle must be fought beautifully so that the Cangyun Army can become famous all over the world. At that time, any doubts will naturally be suppressed by their results. Moreover, the reinforcements from Jianghu have arrived, but there has been no news from the court, and there is no rumor of reinforcements, which means that there may be some obstacles in the court.

They have to make a bigger fuss, and the court will send new blood.

Cangyun has more than 200 people, but it is still too few.

"You may not feel much along the way, but no one is allowed to remove the blindfold privately before I give the order!" Xiao Hao ordered the team of elites he led.

Everyone responded in unison, firm and fearless in the deep night.

Shi Zhixuan and the Jianghu people behind him watched them go away, until those figures in iron armor all melted into the darkness and their outlines could no longer be seen, and then they were ready to close the city gate and return to the city.

As soon as he stepped into the city gate, Shi Zhixuan suddenly felt something, stopped and said to the person behind him: "Are you here to help Cangyun defend the city?"

The trees rustled in the wind, and a figure in green landed on the branches. He had an ugly mask on his face, but his figure was slender and graceful.

"Hehe, you have good kung fu." He looked at Shi Zhixuan, and a strange light reflected in his eyes. Among these people, only Shi Zhixuan's aura was hard to see through. The other idle people's poor martial arts could not be the person who sent the message that day.

Huang Yaoshi stared at the white hair on his head for a long time, frowned and asked coldly: "You... are the pawn Xiao Hao?"