novelaction Chapter 443 Xixia Women
Chapter 443 Xixia Women
"You are not Huo Qubing after all. It is unrealistic to think of breaking through the Xixia blockade."
Yan Qing shook his head and sighed heavily.
After Chen Changan finished his meal, he stood up and brought Yan Qing, Lao Ma, Yue Shan and others to the front of the map. He shook his head and smiled: "I didn't think about breaking through the blockade of Xixia. I want to attack here."
"You should look further ahead, a little further ahead. Yes, that's it."
Chen Changan's hand moved all the way north and landed at a place.
Yue Shan, Liu Baizhong, and Lao Ma were all shocked and looked at Chen Changan in confusion.
Yan Qing opened his mouth wide and gritted his teeth and said, "Hanhai City?"
Hanhai, this vast sea of sand, is where the capital of Western Xia is located.
In the past, this was a place where strong winds raged and sand waves surged. As far as the eye could see, there were undulating sand dunes, like huge golden waves solidified between heaven and earth.
The vast sea is covered with hundreds of feet of ice, and gloomy clouds gather for thousands of miles. This is what is being talked about here.
As winter approaches, hundreds of feet of solid ice stretch across the vast ocean, like a white Great Wall built by nature, stretching endlessly, revealing endless coldness and loneliness.
The dark clouds seemed to be filled with a thousand years of sorrow, lingering and lingering. The howling wind blew through the city walls, making a shrill sound, as if the souls of those who died in battle here in the past were moaning and crying.
The pagoda in the distance stands quietly among the ice and sand, and the pagoda bells make crisp and ethereal sounds in the wind, adding a touch of mystery to this cold capital.
Yue Shan shook his head excitedly: "Master Chen, although your statement is very good, but... I guess you are joking?"
"How could I be joking?" Chen Changan was puzzled.
"Let's not talk about other things first. If we want to attack Hanhai City directly, we need to march for seven days and seven nights. How can we survive without replenishment or supplies?"
"Besides, as the center of their country, Hanhai must be heavily guarded."
"Don't say we can't get through. Even if we do, how many people will we need to bring? One hundred thousand or one million?"
"So, what you said is just a thought, not a reality."
Chen Changan shook his head and smiled: "That's what you think, our people think so, and even the Xixia people think so, so this is the way to achieve a surprise victory."
"This battle cannot be delayed for too long. If it is delayed for too long, it will be disadvantageous to us, so we must fight quickly and decisively."
"The best way to win a quick victory is to launch a surprise attack!"
"Send surprise attacks where the enemy least expects them to be and achieve great feats."
Yan Qing nodded first, then shook her head: "Your method sounds very exciting at first, but it also poses a huge problem. How do we break through the enemy's defenses? How do we survive if we get in there?"
"I haven't considered these. I think the first thing to do in a battle is to think about how to win, come up with ideas, and then solve problems when they arise. Isn't this the normal situation?"
Chen Changan smiled and returned to the front of the hot pot: "I will tell you about this plan, and let Miss Yan and the old general decide."
"I think this plan is the magic weapon for victory and the key to a way out."
Yan Qing could only think about it but could not speak.
Because Chen Changan's statement was too bold, so bold that it had never been proposed from ancient times to the present.
It’s not about resisting aggression, but about invading!
Yue Shan's face flushed with excitement, and he clapped his hands vigorously: "I think it will work, it will definitely work!"
"Don't even mention slaughtering the people on Xixia's territory. Even if I were to go there and die, I would be willing!"
"In thousands of years of history, have we ever set foot on other people's land?"
Old Ma shook his head and said, "Master, have you ever thought that no matter how many people you send, they will... probably die?"
Chen Changan sighed heavily, shook his head and said, "Never mind, this is my plan, but I didn't tell you to carry it out."
"Just think about it, I'm rich enough to rival a country, I have many beautiful wives at home, and my wife is about to give birth to a child."
"I am just giving advice. If anyone is willing to lead the team, I will personally reward him with 100,000 taels of silver and ensure that he will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of his life."
Chen Changan laughed loudly, and everyone smiled.
Chen Changan's words were like a thorn, piercing Yan Qing's heart and tormenting her.
After marching north for another ten days, the large army was divided into four parts, heading for each main city.
The right-wing army led by Chen Changan was heading for the ancient city of Jiaohe. As the name suggests, there is a river here that runs across the north and south sides, called Jiaohe.
At the border, water resources are obviously extremely precious, so Jiaohe Ancient City was also an important town in the past, but with years of war, there are not many people living here anymore.
The people of Western Xia and Great Chu simply came here to fetch water.
Chen Changan's army on the right was marching on the official road when they suddenly saw a lot of refugees in front of them, their faces full of panic.
"Don't move forward, run!"
"The Xixia people are there, they are not to be trifled with!"
"Don't make unnecessary sacrifices!"
The unkind refugees reminded loudly, obviously not believing what these soldiers who came from afar could bring them.
Chen Changan saw the disappointment in the refugees' eyes and laughed: "Old Ma, how did you deal with this kind of problem in the past?"
Old Ma was a little embarrassed: "Master, when we encountered this kind of thing before... We were on a long march and certainly didn't dare to clash with Xixia. These people... Hey, they just thought we were bloodless."
"It's not the people's fault. You guys are really cruel for what you did, right?"
Old Ma was embarrassed, and Yue Shan laughed: "Master Chen is teaching us that we are just bloodless!"
"I hope that this time, under the leadership of Master Chen, we can show our might!"
Chen Changan raised his middle finger, Yue Shan is putting me on the line.
Because he didn't understand the situation ahead, ** An only led a thousand men forward, and the main force was led by Liu Baizhong.
The further he walked, the more Chen Changan shook his head.
He originally thought that since the two countries had been at war for many years, the relationship between the people must be bad, but the result was beyond his expectation. Some people were exchanging tea with the Xixia people, some were exchanging silk for cattle and sheep, some were exchanging books for Xixia's national costumes, and so on.
Chen Changan looked at Lao Ma strangely: "What... is going on?"
"Normal civil exchange." Yue Shan gave the first response.
"Western Xia has abducted countless women from us over the years, and most of the children born have Chinese blood. They admire our way of life."
"Because of the private transactions between the people of both sides, the court has repeatedly banned it."
Chen Changan shook his head and smiled. Old Ma shrugged and added, "Yes, later the court simply allowed trade between the two countries and even signed a document with Xixia. No matter how the two countries fought, they could not disturb the caravans."
"We will abide by this agreement, but the Xixia people... screw them."
"So, our merchants hardly dare to go there, and can only trade at the border."
Chen Changan nodded and smiled, walking on the official road.
In fact, the Xixia people that the people are talking about should be these merchants. They all have wealthy smiles on their faces and walk calmly on the road.
"Oh my god, sir, look, this girl is so beautiful!"
Old Ma looked at the caravan ahead and said with some surprise.
At the edge of the vast grassland, a snow-white horse stood quietly, like an elf walking from the horizon.
Sitting on the horse's back was a woman exuding a charming and exotic temperament.
She was wearing a colorful, beautifully embroidered long dress, the hem of which swayed gently in the wind, like the dancing of flowers blooming on the grassland.
Her face was hidden behind a thin veil, with only the outline of her eyes faintly visible. Her eyes were like the twinkling cold stars in the night sky, deep and mysterious, and occasionally, when they moved, they seemed to be shining.
Her figure is graceful, and her slender waist naturally presents a beautiful arc when she sits, like a willow in the wind, exuding endless grace.
At this moment, she was holding an exquisite horse-head fiddle in her arms, with her slender fingers gently resting on the strings.
As she gently plucked the strings, melodious music instantly filled the air.
The sound of the piano seemed to have magical power. At first, it was like a gurgling stream, flowing gently across every inch of the grassland, awakening the sleeping flowers and plants; then it was like a gust of wind passing by, with a bit of excitement and heroism, causing the surrounding horses to raise their necks and neigh, as if responding to the moving melody; then it turned into a low and gentle sound, as if telling an ancient and mysterious story on the grassland.
Along with the sound of the piano, the entire caravan burst into singing.
“Black hair, red face, the stone city of our ancestors, right beside the White River.
The vast ocean, the distant hometown, the tall city walls, looking into the distance.
A young man named Weiming rides his horse to the battlefield.
When you cross the river, the water forgets to flow; when you climb over the mountain, the clouds hide everywhere.
The trumpet sounded, and no one could resist the army of the gods.
People from all over the world came to congratulate them, bringing with them cattle and sheep.
May the wheat seedlings be green and the earth be fragrant with flowers..."
The singing was powerful and could be heard from far away.