Chapter 732 Curiosity can kill people
In the following two days, the entire Datong area fell eerily quiet.
The enemy had fewer scouts, and the focus was on patrolling the left and right wings to prevent outflanking attacks by the enemy.
The Ming army did the same, focusing on guarding the two sides and guarding against Altan Khan's men breaking into the capital area.
The Ming army was a local resident, so it was easy for them to keep an eye on the enemy's movements. The scouts under Altan had to work harder, not only did they have to expand their scout numbers, but they also had to go out at night.
The so-called nine frontiers formed a defense line to protect the northern part of the Ming Dynasty. This defense line relied on natural barriers and the Great Wall built according to the natural barriers.
The Great Wall is ten thousand miles long, but Qin Shihuang is no longer around.
Late at night, on the right side of Datong, that is, in the east direction, a pass stretched across the wilderness, with city walls on both sides extending into the distance.
The garrison commander and more than ten soldiers stood inside the city gate. One soldier asked in confusion, "Captain, who wants to leave the city in the middle of the night?"
The general shook his head, "I don't know either, but the person who came earlier had Chang Wei Bo's warrant."
"Long Wilbur?"
"Isn't Long Wilbur in Datong?"
"We are still more than 200 miles away from Datong!"
The night was deep, and the sky was full of stars, looking colorful. An old soldier was getting impatient, and looked up at the sea of stars in the sky and said, "What the hell, I wonder if my ancestors saw these same stars."
"Of course." said a sergeant.
"Damn it, the stars are always there, but people keep dying. What's the point of living?" said the old soldier.
Many people, especially those working in creative industries, like to work at night. When everyone is asleep at night, their inspiration is particularly abundant.
The reason is that people can calm down late at night.
Once you calm down, you will temporarily get rid of the troubles brought by fame and fortune, and your whole body will be ethereal and clear, and inspiration will naturally surge. You will also have a lot of feelings.
The garrison commander was also looking at the night sky, thinking about the battle, and sighed: "Altan Khan's army of more than 100,000 is coming, and the only ones who can fight in Datong are the guards of Beijing. How can we fight this battle with just those few guards of Beijing? Oh!"
The old soldier smiled and said, "Captain, even if we can't win, we can still rely on the strong city of Datong to avoid defeat."
"You know nothing!" The general shook his head. "If we had held on, Your Majesty would not have asked Lord Chang Wei to lead the battle, and there was no need to ask Prime Minister Yan to accompany him."
"Yeah too!"
"One is the Prime Minister, the other is the most famous general of the dynasty. The two of them have joined forces. Even I can see that this is a battle! Your Majesty wants to keep the enemy out of the country." The guard shook his head, "In this case, we must fight. A field battle..."
The old soldier shuddered, "Captain, we have suffered a lot in the field battles over the years. Our brothers suffered heavy casualties. Later, they were afraid of Altan Khan's cavalry and would rather hide in the city than attack."
"Tsk! My tooth hurts because of what you said." said the guard.
"Captain, that is Datong's business and has nothing to do with us," said the old soldier with a smile.
The guard sneered, "It has nothing to do with us? You are just wishful thinking." He said quietly, "If the Datong line is breached, the enemy will flood into the capital like a torrent, and the capital will be empty and will inevitably be shaken... At that time, the Ministry of War will frantically urge us to return to help. Do you think we should go?"
The old soldier swallowed his saliva and said, "Captain, once we come back to help, it will be a field battle."
"So! I still hope that Chang Wei Bo can stop Altan, so that everyone will be happy." The guard slapped the city gate, "When the Beijing guards were purged, who didn't hate Chang Wei Bo? They all said that he was trying to destroy our jobs. But now we have to rely on the Beijing guards after the purge. Is this fate or something else..."
The old soldier smacked his lips and said, "Captain, I think this is fate!"
"Fate?" Qian Hu's voice was low and somewhat confused. "What is the fate of the Ming Dynasty? Let's not talk about other things. Let's talk about our Nine Borders. During the time of the previous emperor, we dared to fight against the foreign tribes on the grassland. Later, hundreds of thousands of enemy troops could make us silent and trapped in the city. Sometimes I wonder, if it goes on like this, what will become of our Nine Borders in another fifty years?"
The old soldier had been in the army for many years. After thinking for a while, he said, "I'm afraid... I'm not even as good as a farmer."
The captain scratched his head. "How can a group of officers and soldiers who are not even as good as farmers stop the foreign races that are as fierce as wolves and tigers? Damn it, why does this Ming Dynasty make me feel so unsure?"
"We will be long gone in fifty years." There was a more open-minded look in the old soldier's eyes.
"But what about our children and grandchildren?" asked a sergeant.
No one spoke.
Yes!
What about the children and grandchildren?
Qianhu felt his mind was very empty tonight, with all kinds of inspirations coming to him. "I'm afraid our children and grandchildren will become slaves of foreign races."
"Then...what should we do?" someone asked worriedly.
"somebody is coming."
The sound of horse hooves suddenly came, getting louder and closer.
"A thousand soldiers, at least a thousand cavalry!" The old soldiers are the senior officers in the pass and have the most experience. The defending generals often rely on these old soldiers to make judgments.
"Be alert!" someone said.
"Shut up." The captain shook his head.
The sound of horse hooves came closer and closer, until it reached the outside of the city.
The old soldier even heard the panting of the warhorse.
And the friction sound of armor.
Suddenly, footsteps were heard outside the city gate.
"Is anyone here?"
The voice was a little sharp, and the captain shuddered, "I am Liu Lan."
The man outside the city gate spoke again, "But this person?"
"it's him."
The sharp voice said, "We agreed three days ago that we will leave tonight."
This is the agreed words.
Qian Hu's body relaxed, "Do you have any documents from the Ministry of War?"
This is the defender's verification.
The sharp voice outside the door laughed, sending chills down one's spine in the middle of the night. "Ha ha ha! You are quite cautious. I will report this to the Ministry of War later. Liu Lan, right? Wait for the reward later!" The captain held the hilt of his sword, "Speak!"
A sharp voice outside the door said, "What Ministry of War? We are following Datong's orders."
"Open the door!" The captain took a step back, and the soldiers stepped forward and opened the door with difficulty.
The door hinges were over-oiled and the sound was very small when it opened.
The city gate slowly opened and the old soldier looked out.
The crowds were all cavalry.
Just outside the door, a burly general stood with a sword in his hand, looking quite majestic.
It's a pity that such a majestic general has a rather sharp voice.
wrong!
The old soldier suddenly shuddered, "Yes..."
"Shut up!" The captain shouted at him, and his eyes swept over the dozen soldiers fiercely, "You are all my servants. Remember, we haven't seen each other tonight."
The old soldier said subconsciously: "We are all sleeping tonight."
The sturdy general outside the door chuckled, "He who is cautious lives a long life."
The city gate opened, the general mounted his horse, looked back, and said, "Enter the city, and get out of the pass!"
The cavalrymen entered the city in silence, each of them still damp.
One thousand riders!
A sergeant looked at the old soldier, who shook his head, indicating that he should not speak.
After the cavalrymen came in, the captain ordered the city gates to be closed and he mounted his horse to chase after them.
The generals remained silent all the way, and the captain did not dare to speak either, as they always felt that there was something wrong with the other party's aura.
When they reached the north gate of the pass, the general couldn't help asking, "Where are you going?"
"Want to know?" asked the general.
Even though it was late at night, the leader's gaze was like a sharp blade, causing Qianhu to shiver. "I don't want to."
"That old man once said that curiosity kills the cat. I think curiosity kills people!"
Qian Hu's face turned pale, and he rode forward, "Open the door!"
The north gate opened, the general rode his horse to the side, waved his hand, and the cavalry rushed out.
When only the generals were left, he bowed to the captain and said, "Thank you for your nagging tonight."
"You're welcome." Qianhu smiled.
The general glanced at the soldiers and said, "As I said before, curiosity can kill people. It's best not to say what should be said or what shouldn't be said. Otherwise... that lord will really kill people!"
"Yes." Qianhu nodded.
"gone."
The general rode out of the city, and he said in a sharp voice: "Travel overnight..."
The sound of horse hooves faded away. The general saw the soldiers staring blankly to the north, so he ordered: "They are all back to their senses. Close the gate!"
The north gate was closed, and Qian Hu gave his final warning, "Remember, you didn't go anywhere tonight. If I find out who mentioned what happened tonight, I will kill him myself before Long Wei Bo can do anything!"
Everyone agreed and went back.
In the barracks, these soldiers lived in single beds. This was the treatment of a thousand-household servant, who ate and drank well on weekdays and had the best treatment. But there was no free lunch in the world. They trained the hardest, and when they were on the battlefield, if the commander gave the order, they had to go through mountains of swords and seas of fire.
Everyone went into the house and lay down, and soon quieted down.
After an unknown amount of time, someone spoke up, "Lao Wang, Lao Wang..."
The old soldier paused for a moment, "Why are you not sleeping so late at night?"
"Old Wang, where are those people going?"
"Don't say anything you shouldn't say."
"We are our own people!"
The people in this room are all servants of Qianhu.
The old soldier sighed, "You guys are really..." In fact, his mind was full of the images of those cavalrymen from before, and he couldn't fall asleep, so he simply sat up.
When everyone heard the noise, they all sat up in bed.
There was a bright starlight outside, shining through the gaps in the doors and windows, giving people a feeling of total silence.
The old soldier coughed dryly, "Those cavalrymen went out in the middle of the night, I think they had only one purpose, to avoid being seen."
"Do we have to avoid it too?" someone asked.
"Of course we have to avoid them." The old soldier sneered, "Do you know how many spies Altan Khan has in the Nine Borders? Do you know how many smugglers are there in the grasslands every year? If we are seen by these people, I bet that someone will dare to climb over the border wall at night to tip us off."
"Tsk! Those birdmen are really not afraid of death."
"In order to make money, they dare not only die but also go to hell!" the old soldier said sarcastically.
"Old Wang, what are they going to do?"
The old soldier was silent for a moment. "Leaving the border in the middle of the night was just to avoid Altan's eyes and ears. A thousand cavalrymen...seems to be of no use in this war."
The old soldier looked up and asked, "Remember the general's voice?"
"Remember, it was incredibly sharp, and he even accidentally said something like... We. Old Wang, who would call themselves We?"
"People from the palace!" Old Wang's voice came softly in the middle of the night. "Don't forget, those 1,000 riders are wearing armors under Altan Khan's command! Even their weapons are their own. Tell me, what is that lord going to do?"
(End of this chapter)
