Chapter 32: Warm Seats in Winter, Fans in Summer, Red Sleeves...
"Relax, he will not live long, and he will not have to deal with this man. Xiao Mingchen stretched out his arm from behind her back, pulled out the leaf and squeezed it into his hand, "Is it delicious?"
"No..." Xia Feng didn't have time to say a word, watching him put this leaf that he had bitten into a spider's web into his mouth, chew it carefully and taste it, and then, his throat moved, and he swallowed.
"You," Xia Feng frowned, "I don't want to eat, it's just..."
Xiao Mingchen licked the corners of his lips with endless aftertaste, "No wonder you like it." "
This thing smells of grass, and you're not a rabbit, how can you think it's delicious?
Xia Feng added helplessly: "I just don't have anything in my mouth, and I only take a few bites when I'm bored, and you beware of eating your stomach."
Xiao Mingchen didn't answer this, and chuckled: "Since you are going to Anshan to surround and suppress Wang Mao, there is still a lack of personal soldiers around you, I wonder if I am qualified to saddle the horse before and after the marshal?" The
scene where he almost collapsed in the palace last night is still vividly remembered, Xia Feng had palpitations, did not want to take him, and bluntly said: "My personal soldiers are all northwestern generals who are one in a thousand miles, as far as His Highness is this person is more than Hua Jiao, when he arrives in front of the battle, who saddles the front and rear for whom?" "
Oh, this way," Xiao Mingchen was not hit at all, "Also, I can't rob your own soldier's job, so be a small servant with you?" There is a Qianshan next to you, and he is still frizzy, where will take care of people. "
I never bring anyone to wait," Xia Feng said, "Qian Shan is a member of the Northwest Army, not my maid.
"Don't be like this, people always have to change a little. Xiao Mingchen said slyly, "Don't worry, I can warm up in winter and fan in summer, grind and add incense, and relieve boredom and companionship." If you don't give me a chance, how do you know if it's appropriate? Xia
Feng listened and suddenly his heart moved, His Royal Highness King Ning added fragrance to his red sleeves, as a flower on call, how could there be such a beautiful thing in the world?
He still wants to warm the table, how is he going to warm up?
Xiao Mingchen continued: "When Wang Mao is solved, I will return to the northwest with you, I don't know how the marshal will arrange for me, an idle man with no chicken power?"
"Didn't you just say that? Let me get used to being served, how? Are you going to wait until I'm used to it? Xia Feng stood up, thinking about hiding King Ning in the handsome tent to warm the quilt, almost laughed, and said seriously: "Sure enough, my mother is right, the man's words, I can't believe a word." "
In this case," Xiao Mingchen said tangledly, "I'm worried that several generals of the Northwest Army, will they follow the example of their predecessors and cut down the demon who used me as a demagogue leader?"
Seeing that this person was playing well, Xia Feng was willing to cooperate: "That's not necessarily, so you have to be diligent and urge me more." If this is the case, I believe that all the generals are reasonable people and will not mess around.
"Well, I will definitely do my duty, timely urge the marshal to handle military affairs, and never leave anyone to speak." Xiao Mingchen solemnly assured.
Xia Feng couldn't pretend anymore: "Okay, you're not finished acting, aren't you?" Take a walk and hurry up to eat. "
I'm telling the truth," Xiao Mingchen laughed, and then said in a sad tone, "You actually think I'm acting." "
Xia Feng was impressed by the 'warm seat' proposed by His Royal Highness King Ning, and allowed him to follow with the army. In the end, he did not really let His Royal Highness King Ning be a small household, but only claimed that King Ning was a temporary staff member to advise the army.
Located east of Gyeonggi, Ansan is less than half a day away from the fast horse gallop, where Emperor Taizu built a hunting palace and was the place where successive emperors of Daqing hunted for spring and autumn.
The hunting palace is located halfway up the Anshan, surrounded by mountains on one side and cliffs on two sides, and its location is easy to defend and difficult to attack.
Wang Mao fled out of Shengjing in a hurry, and there must not be many people around. But since he has arrived in Ansan, he will definitely not wait for death.
After all, the person Xiao Jing borrowed there is not his own person, maybe it is mixed with Beihe Xiaozuo, if Xia Feng is not short of manpower, he will definitely not enter the palace to ask for someone.
She asked more than 2,000 people to scatter, blocking the main roads under the mountain, and she led the Northwest Army up the mountain to search for people.
"How many traps are waiting for us on this mountain, you say? Xia Feng drove the horse to walk in front of him, tilting his head and asking the person on the side.
"This is not a good number, although there are not many people around Wang Mao, it is definitely much more than your two thousand. This old fox is desperate, and the hunting palace must be guarded so that flies can't fly in now. He not only prepared traps on the mountain, but also ambushed centaurs.
Xiao Mingchen wore armor for the first time, a little unaccustomed, and moved his neck left and right: "You just sent soldiers and horses under the mountain with great fanfare, and Bacheng has already alarmed him."
"Just to tell him that I brought someone to take his dog's life." It is not interesting to directly let people die, and waiting for death is the most uncomfortable. Xia Feng helped him straighten the red cherry blossoms on his hat, and suddenly asked, "Wang Mao has your people by his side?" "
Yes. Xiao Mingchen generously admitted, "About a few years ago, I installed someone next to him, but I never paid attention to it, but now it has finally worked." As
the group walked, they dismantled the trap according to Xiao Mingchen's command. Before reaching a low valley, the slopes on both sides of the mountain are covered with evergreen unknown trees, sandwiching a mountain road that is not wide in the middle.
Xiao Mingchen was about to speak, but Xia Feng raised his palm to stop his unspoken words.
The trees in front of you are lush and green, which is not normal even in the early spring of Jiangnan, and the surrounding area is surprisingly quiet.
Xia Feng's beautiful jaw tightened, and he felt an arrow from behind him, opened his bow and set the string, and broke through the air in an instant.
As the arrows roared, a short exclamation sounded behind the trees.
As soon as she moved, the soldiers behind her immediately noticed and scattered around. In an instant, countless random arrows and rolling stones emerged from behind the trees.
However, they didn't enter the valley at all, they could only use the stone that rolled straight down, and the strength of the random arrow was far inferior to Xia Feng's heavy arrow, and before they got close, they had already unloaded the strength.
The people hiding on the mountain saw that the ambush was discovered, and with a loud shout, a large number of people and horses appeared from behind the trees and rushed down the hillside under pressure.
Xia Feng Yuguang swept at will, and knew that what King Ning said was true, there were indeed many people brought up the mountain by Wang Mao, and more than three thousand people were ambushed in this halfway of the mountain alone.
She stretched out her hand and directly pulled Xiao Mingchen beside her to the back of her horse, and instructed: "Sit down, grab me and don't let go." As
soon as Xiao Mingchen sat down, he saw Xia Feng open his bow and arrow again, pointing directly at the enemy leader who looked like a short winter melon. The sharp arrow carried the strong wind, and before everyone could react, it penetrated the throat of the dwarf winter melon, and the incomparable force brought him up and directly nailed the person into the dirt.
"A group of shrimp soldiers and crabs will also dare to learn from people to ambush in secret. Xia Feng's eyebrows raised and beckoned, "Quick victory, there is no need to deliberately leave a living mouth!" "
The rest of Wang Mao's side are all young master soldiers in the Shengjing Forbidden Barracks, and none of the weapons have necessarily opened the blade. Gentle and rich people in the countryside are soaked, except for bullying men and women, eating, drinking and gambling, they have no advantages.
No matter how many people there are, the Northwest Army, which can fight a good battle, is like a pebble.
Xia Feng took Xiao Mingchen to shuttle through the chaotic army with ease, and she raised her knife and fell crisply, ensuring that His Royal Highness King Ning would not be splashed with blood.
Xiao Mingchen hugged her waist from behind, really thinking of himself as a weak little white face. The sound of slashing in his ears and the blood splattered everywhere in front of his eyes seemed to have nothing to do with him.
He has also learned martial arts since childhood, although due to physical reasons, he has only learned a flower rack from a few masters, but it is more than enough to deal with ordinary people.
"Let them get out of the way if they don't want to die." Xia Feng stopped halfway up the hill and looked down, the enemy army was dead, and the rest either knelt down and begged for mercy or wandered around.
She turned sideways and said, "What are you doing holding so tightly?" "
You let me hold on tightly," Xiao Mingchen said innocently, "How to grab the iron armor, I can only hold it."
"Okay, you have a point. "
In front of the hunting palace, as speculated, it was strictly waiting.
Before approaching, the rockets on the palace wall poured down overwhelmingly, Xia Feng led people to step forward immediately, facing the falling rocks of the rocket that split his head and covering his face, the rope in his hand popped out, and he jumped up the palace wall with his strength.
The palace wall of the Hunting Palace is not a city wall in the end, even if one side is backed by a mountain, two cliffs cannot stop Xia Feng. She knows how to capture the thief first, and she went up the wall and killed the leader with a sword first.
More and more Northwest troops climbed the palace wall, like a cold iron blade, leaving no living mouth wherever they went. The arming made by the defenders on the palace wall in advance was like waste paper, which was broken with a poke in front of the sword.
The sound of fighting in the distance was heaven-shattering, and the enemy army in the hunting palace was at least twice as high as the Northwest Army.
Xiao Mingchen stood on a high place, staring intently at the gunsmoke and fire in front of him. Only now did he understand why everyone said that the Northwest Army was the most elite weapon in Daqing for a hundred years.
There were only two thousand people, and they were in Xia Feng's hands. As long as she wants, even in the face of thousands of troops, she can penetrate the heart of the enemy.
The sky began to darken, the shouts in the palace walls gradually subsided, and the roaring flames in front of the gate were gradually extinguished.
The main gate of the hunting palace was opened from the inside, and Xiao Mingchen led a small group of people and horses around him to step through the mess and enter to join Xia Feng.
"Didn't you wait until it got dark to come in?" Xia Feng was interrogating people, and as soon as he turned around, he saw him and said anxiously: "Wang Mao hasn't looked for it yet, who knows if this old turtle will play tricks."
"It's getting dark right away, don't worry, it's all over here, even if he plays any tricks, it won't hurt me." Xiao Mingchen comforted, "It is important to arrest people, I always think that Wang Mao will not be so easy to capture."
"I really don't know where Xiangye went, he first sent Gongzi down to ambush, and then assigned everyone to guard the palace gate, and then... And then I haven't seen it again. "On the ground kneeling a young master soldier of five big and three thick, judging by his dress, he should not be in a low position.
Xia Feng waved his hand in annoyance, and the soldier behind him raised his sword and fell, neatly resulting in the life of this young master's soldier.
Seeing that the person died, she suddenly remembered again: "Hey, this person just said Gongzi, what Gongzi?"
"It's the man you shot at the bottom of the mountain, he is Wang Mao's eldest son." Xiao Mingchen frowned, "Go to the main hall to take a look, have you found the main hall?"
"I did, no." Xia Feng didn't know why.
Don't talk about people in the empty main hall, there is not even a ghost shadow. Xiao Mingchen carefully rubbed along every brick in the hall, stunned that there was no clue. He wondered, "It shouldn't be."
"What shouldn't? Xia Feng asked.
"When Emperor Shizu was emperor, there was a rebellion in the hunting palace, and Shizu hid in the secret compartment, so he was able to escape and wait for reinforcements to rescue. Xiao Mingchen stepped on the floor tiles under his feet, "How are they all solid?"
Xia Feng frowned and looked around: "Wait, you haven't seen it under the dragon chair!"
She went up the steps, raised her sword and tapped around, and a string of "tuk-tuk" sounds came from the ground in front of the royal throne: "Empty, no wonder, no one except the people sitting in this seat can find that something is wrong here." "
When I pried open the floor tiles, I saw that the bottom was not a dark compartment, but a tunnel with no end in sight.
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