Yan Yiming clenched the long sword in his hand and slowly stepped out of the tent and mounted his horse. He spoke loudly in front of thousands of soldiers, "The general has ordered all the soldiers in the cavalry battalion to be armed and follow me to attack the Mongolian army!"
The soldiers shouted "Yes" in unison, and a shocking momentum came over them. Occasionally, some people who were sent by Cao Meng like Cao Hui hesitated for a moment, and the bolder ones asked Yan Yiming where Captain Cao was.
Yan Yiming turned his head coldly, his delicate facial features had a captivating sharpness under the moonlight.
"The general has given an order, how dare you disobey the general's order?" Yan Yiming stared at him coldly while riding on horseback. The personal soldiers suddenly rushed out and captured the man when they were not prepared. The man roared in anger, "Yan Yiming, how can you prove that this is the general's order? If you lie, you will implicate us!"
"Why should I prove to you that the general is out there and his life or death is uncertain? I am willing to swear to protect the general to the death. I promise to all the soldiers that if anything goes wrong today, I will take full responsibility." His frail body was firm in every word. "Those with elderly parents, step out. Those with only sons, step out. Those with wives and children, step out. Those who step out will guard the camp. The rest of the soldiers, mount your horses and follow me into battle!"
After a moment's hesitation, countless soldiers mounted their horses, brandished their swords and shouted that they would defend the general to the death, and their voices echoed for a long time.
Yan Yiming's eyes suddenly felt sore. He suppressed the excitement in his throat and led the soldiers who were already mounted and ready to rush out of the camp, leaving behind choking dust.
What could be more touching than this moment?
Shao Jingyu lost contact with Cao Meng, and the ten thousand elite soldiers swept away the surrounding small kings with their passion, but they unexpectedly met the main force of the Mongolian army on the seventh day.
This was destined to be a bloody battle, a head-on life-and-death duel. Facing the 30,000-strong Mongol army, the young general made the desperate decision to fight to the death in the shortest possible time.
In the bloody battle with the few against the many, Shao Jingyu had already forgotten how long he had been waving the spear in his hand, so the soldiers fought bravely with the determination to die.
The sky was filled with blood. The frenzied Xia army made the Mongolian army, which had the advantage in numbers, more fearful. The attack gradually became passive, while the Xia army disregarded life and death and was blood-thirsty.
Shao Jingyu's handsome face was covered in blood, and he was filled with countless Rakshasa aura. He did not tell his soldiers that reinforcements might be arriving, and they fought with all their might, dragging the battle into the next day.
Half of the 10,000 elite soldiers had been sacrificed, which was extremely tragic, but the Mongolian army did suffer more serious casualties.
Shao Jingyu looked solemnly at the setting sun in the sky. He silently hoped that Cao Meng would find them and finally reunite with them, and he also hoped that Yan Yiming could fulfill his instructions.
The setting sun was as red as blood, illuminating the tired soldiers and horses, but there was no time to rest for a while. The Mongolian army took advantage of their numbers and launched another fierce attack.
"We must win, or we will die. This is the battle we have long awaited, and victory can only be won by us."
If we live today, we live together, and if we die today, we die together, and I will be with you.
The young general's resolute and fearless courage once again ignited the hearts of the desperate soldiers. If the general was not afraid of dying in battle, what should they be afraid of!
Put them in a desperate situation and then they will survive, put them in a doomed situation and then they will live. The Mongolian troops were horrified to find that the Xia army's morale was not weakened by the previous casualties, but became more excited.
The blood dyed the grassland red, the wailing and the neighing of war horses filled the entire battlefield. Shao Jingyu's eyes were bloodshot, and the spear in his hand had begun to numb from waving.
He knew that the enemy had suffered heavy casualties, and the soldiers around him had fallen one after another, finally reaching the end of their strength. Just when they were on the verge of death in despair, the deafening sound of horse hooves pierced the bloody battlefield, and the Mongolian army was suddenly like being pierced by a sharp sword, and their formation was immediately broken.
A familiar battle flag appeared in Shao Jingyu's sight. The still thin but determined figure led the army that traveled day and night and finally arrived at this moment!
The Mongolian army surrounded the general in Yinshan Mountain. If the general could quickly lead the troops to attack from both inside and outside, they would be able to defeat the enemy. This was Yan Yiming's previous speculation, and now it seems that her judgment was correct.
The Mongolian army attacked powerfully from an unexpected direction, and thousands of Xia troops seemed to be stimulated by the tragic scene before them, and suddenly they were engaged in a battle; and the soldiers who had already risked their lives and fought outside for two days, finally when they saw the arrival of reinforcements, they were so excited that they picked up their weapons again.
Yan Yiming's unexpected arrival disrupted the Mongolian army's originally relatively comfortable situation. Nearly half of the 30,000 Mongolian soldiers had died after Shao Jingyu's bloody battle. Now that the Xia army's reinforcements had arrived, the army's morale was in chaos, and their numerical advantage disappeared in an instant.
After fierce fighting, the Xia army finally won a decisive victory, killing more than 30,000 enemies and forcing the surrender of more than 3,000 princes and other dukes and important officials of the Mongolian army. Only a few thousand remnants escaped.
This battle was won tragically, but also beautifully. The soldiers sang the triumphant song in unison, "Report to the emperor, save the people. Kill all the Japanese invaders, and seek a title of nobility."
Yan Yiming was also affected by this and roared twice. The moment he put down his long sword, he finally had a moment to slowly walk to Shao Jingyu, dismounted and said loudly,
"Fortunately, I have accomplished my mission."
Shao Jingyu's bloodstained but still handsome face finally laughed out loud. It was a joyful laugh after victory, an ecstatic laugh after surviving a calamity. He suddenly jumped off his horse, and under the gaze of countless soldiers, he hugged Yan Yiming tightly into his arms. His nose was full of the smell of blood and smoke. Yan Yiming heard Shao Jingyu say to her,
"I am lucky to have you here!"
Yan Yiming's always cold face finally showed a smile. The afterglow reflected Yan Yiming's delicate face and that stunning smile. When Shao Jingyu took two steps back, he saw this rare scene.
At that moment, the sunset, the battlefield, the beauty, Shao Jingyu felt that this was the most beautiful scenery he had seen in all these years.
On the way back, there was finally no more rush as before the battle. Shao Jingyu, a willful young man, seized the livestock and fine wine of the Mongolian army, and then directly rewarded the soldiers with big mouthfuls of meat and wine.
The bonfire lit up, illuminating everyone's face. Yan Yiming couldn't help but take the dagger handed to him by the soldier next to him and cut off a piece of charred meat. It only had a bitter taste of burnt meat, but Yan Yiming didn't find it difficult to swallow.
But the wine was too strong and rough. Yan Yiming took one sip and didn't dare take another. The men beside him laughed out loud, "Lieutenant Yan, you are so brave in killing the enemy, but you can't drink a sip of wine."
"I'll drink it for him." A slender hand reached out from behind, took the wine bowl and drank it all.
Yan Yiming turned around and saw Shao Jingyu, who had just gone to the lake to take a cold shower, just came back. He had taken off his military uniform, and a dark suit wrapped around his slender yet powerful figure. His long legs and thin waist were particularly beautiful. His black hair was not yet dry, and just hung on his shoulders. His pair of black eyes were as bright as stars.
The crystal clear wine slid down his jaw, over his collarbone, and finally flowed into his loose clothes.
All the soldiers shouted "OK" in unison. Shao Jingyu laughed and threw the wine bowl aside. He hooked Yan Yiming's shoulder and said, "Since you can't drink, why are you staying here? Come with me."
He took the man away with a long arm. Everyone burst into laughter when they saw the usually indifferent lieutenant accidentally stumble when he was pulled away by the general.
The night sky on the grassland is more pure and beautiful than the night sky in Jinling.
Shao Jingyu had nothing to do, but he just wanted to pull Yan Yiming to stay with him and lie on the grass. After a while, Shao Jingyu turned around and found that Yan Yiming was not lying with him. He reached out and patted the place next to him, "Lie here."
"No need," Yan Yiming shook his head modestly, "I'll just sit down."
"I feel so embarrassed when I'm lying down and you're sitting," Shao Jingyu said shamelessly. While Yan Yiming wasn't paying attention, he reached out and grabbed Yan Yiming's hand and led him over, saying complacently, "For you, words are never as effective as direct actions. Why is it so awkward?"
Yan Yiming was pulled down unexpectedly. He felt the grass was quite soft and did not struggle, but just moved a little further away from Shao Jingyu.
When Shao Jingyu saw her moving away, he was depressed again and reached out to grab her back, "Why are you always so far away?"
"What are two men doing so close to each other?" Yan Yiming retorted.
Shao Jingyu choked up suddenly. He didn't know why, but he just liked to be close to her. The more Yan Yiming tried to hide, the more he wanted to catch her back. Turning around, he saw her beautiful profile. Shao Jingyu suddenly asked in a low voice, "Yiming, do you have any sisters at home?"
"……No."
"Oh," Shao Jingyu responded in a very vague tone. After asking, Shao Jingyu was suddenly shocked. He asked himself over and over again in his heart why he asked this question just now.
But suddenly, Yan Yiming said calmly, "Originally, I had a younger sister...but now she's gone."
"No more?"
"The Mongolian army massacred my whole family. I escaped because I was not at home."
Shao Jingyu suddenly felt distressed. It turned out that she had lost her relatives and was alone from then on. No wonder she always had a cold face and was unwilling to talk about the past. Thinking of this, his voice softened a little, "Is that why you came to the battlefield?"
"Um."
It was still the same brief answer as usual, but Shao Jingyu did not think it was cold. He turned over from the ground as if he suddenly thought of something, and under Yan Yiming's puzzled look, he solemnly pressed Yan Yiming's shoulder and said,
"Since you are homeless, come home with me!"
Yan Yiming seemed to be stunned and unable to react.
After Shao Jingyu finished speaking, he still felt that it was not enough, so he added, "Don't worry, from now on, if I eat, you will eat, if I have a family, you will have a family, if I can marry a wife, you will marry one, and from now on I will be your brother..."
Before he finished speaking, Yan Yiming quickly stood up from the grass and said, "Go to hell, brother."
Shao Jingyu stared blankly at Yan Yiming's receding back. After a long time, he chuckled and lay back on the grass.
Tsk, the stars today are still very beautiful.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
