The battlefield in the northern border was in chaos. Calais Yinghuo, who was afraid of having no descendants, went mad and planned to fight to the death rather than leave a drop of purple gold for the enemy. Whenever he was unable to defeat the Black Iron Camp, he would use the purple gold to burn a path through it.

With the help of the karmic fire, the two sides managed to fight to a draw. The Daliang side was helpless and depressed. In this way, the fight went on for the third day.

Cao Chunhua didn't care whether he looked good or not. He took off his mink hat and fanned himself with it. Even so, hot sweat still flowed down his temples. He looked at the shirtless Shen Yi with envy: "My God, when has the northern border been so warm in February? General Shen, are you cool?"

Shen Yi glared at him unhappily, thinking, "I'm not cool at all!"

There was a large area of ​​burns on his back, which was too late to be treated on the battlefield. Now, taking advantage of He Ronghui's replacement, he had a moment to take off his armor and apply medicine. The blisters caused by the burns had rubbed his skin off, and his back was bloody and looked like he had just been skinned and had his cramps pulled out.

Seeing that his shoulders were stiff and straining, Chen Qingxu asked hurriedly, "General, was my hand too heavy?"

Shen Yi shook his head with a red face. The burning burns at this moment could not compare to the shame in his heart - exposing his chest and back in front of a grown girl was really too inappropriate and unsightly. He almost didn't have the face to talk to Miss Chen.

Chen Qingxu just thought that his red ears and neck were caused by the heat, which made her feel a little complicated.

Although she had been to various gang fights with ease countless times and had even spent some time in a wounded soldier's camp, she had rarely had this kind of direct battlefield experience.

This time was completely different from the time when Gu Yun had cheated the Wei Wang rebels. When tens of thousands of battle-hardened regular troops were really fighting head-on, the surrounding voices of people, horses, and artillery fire were all in chaos. If a person was distracted for a moment, he would immediately lose sight of what was going on. Being able to follow the commander's orders was already the result of years of rigorous training, not to mention commanding with confidence.

In such situations, no matter how skilled a person is in martial arts or how powerful his skills are, the role he can play is very limited. Even a stone pillar standing tall will be submerged by the vast sea of ​​people and the wall of fire.

Batches of wounded soldiers were once sent to her, some of them were missing limbs or had short legs, and some were in very miserable conditions. Now she finally knew where those wounded soldiers came from.

"Like a demon cave that devours flesh and bones." Chen Qingxu thought silently as she peeled off the rotten flesh on Shen Yi's body swiftly, and then carefully cleaned and applied medicine - when the two armies were fighting hand-to-hand, Shen Yi had to take care of all directions, and in the chaos he even took care of her. He grabbed her reins, looked at her steadily, and said stiffly, "Stay with me."

For some reason, Chen Qingxu was more impressed by that glance than the raging flames of war.

"General, you can't wear light armor anymore," Chen Qingxu said. "Light armor is too heavy. It will keep rubbing against your wounds. If they fester and become hot, it will be difficult to deal with."

Shen Yi was sweating all over. After hearing her whispered instructions, although he knew rationally that she didn't mean anything special, he still got goose bumps all over his body. He didn't know whether he should continue to sweat or tremble silently. He was also confused.

Fortunately, a messenger came to his rescue. He ran in breathlessly and said, "General Shen! General Cai was hit by the barbarian cannon and fell off his horse. The barbarians want to use that as a breakthrough point to break through our northern border defense line!"

Shen Yi stood up suddenly, causing the burns on his back. The pain was so severe that he wanted to wail to the sky - but as the acting head coach, and in front of his sweetheart, he could not wail.

"Report - General! There's an urgent message from Jiangnan!"

Back when Gu Yun went to Jiangnan to capture Chang Geng who had run away from home, it took the Black Eagle two or three days to fly over from the ancient Silk Road in the Western Regions. Now, the Golden Scout Box improved by the Lingshu Academy has greatly increased the speed. In an emergency, it only takes less than a day to fly from Jiangbei to Northern Xinjiang.

In this chaotic situation, Gu Yun was like a backbone in Shen Yi's heart. Shen Yi felt relieved after hearing this. He swayed on the spot and almost fell down. He grabbed something randomly in the air and subconsciously grabbed something. When he came to his senses, he found that it was Miss Chen lending him a hand.

Miss Chen's hands were a little cold, just like her. Her fingers were very thin, so thin that they were slightly exposed, but the bones were very hard and had the strength of a master.

Shen Yi: “…”

So embarrassing...

Shen Yi hastily withdrew his hand and eagerly greeted the messenger: "What did the commander say?"

The Black Eagle messenger said in one breath: "The Jiangnan Western Army raided the Jiangbei camp. The commander asked me to tell all the generals that the northern battlefield cannot be defended. Please be prepared to apologize in front of our ancestors!"

Shen Yi immediately felt a pressure as heavy as Mount Tai coming at him with a "bang". The four words "ancestors" almost made him vomit blood. He really wanted to cry but had no tears - he had never envied Gu Yun's prestige in commanding the three armies before, and now he wanted to cry and shout to bring Gu Yun back from Jiangnan to replace him.

Didn’t you say you would take a look and come back?

Didn’t we agree that you would just be the temporary commander?

Shen Yi thought that the biggest problem in his life was probably making the wrong friends. He couldn't figure it out. Wasn't he just an ordinary person with too much love and no ambition? He never wanted to seek high positions and high salaries, and he never expected to be remembered forever. How did the heavy responsibility of the northern border fall on him inexplicably?

He Ronghui ran in with a wave of heat all over his body: "Ji Ping, Mr. Cai can't hold on any longer, I'll go and provide support!"

Shen Yi came back to his senses suddenly, pinched his brows hard, took the order from Gu Yun and said solemnly: "Now this group of barbarians are all under the control of Xuanying, you can't leave, let me think about it..."

"General Shen, I am willing to go!"

Shen Yi looked up at the sound and saw a young man standing in the corner. He was only in his early twenties, and his cheeks were still a little round and childish. Cao Chunhua whispered, "That young general is the youngest son of General Cai. He has been serving as the vanguard of the Northern Frontier garrison. He is only nineteen years old and has fought against the barbarians dozens of times."

"I am willing to go," the young man saw Shen Yi looking at him, took another step forward, and said firmly, "I would rather die than let the barbarians invade me!"

Shen Yi was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt that he saw Gu Yun back then... At that time, the news of the rebellion in the Western Regions spread to the capital. The late emperor and his court officials, who were immersed in the singing and dancing of the orioles, looked at each other in bewilderment. The next day's grand court meeting was in chaos. Some people even proposed to post a missing person list among the people to find General Zhong Chan who had resigned from office... The orphan of the Gu family calmly intervened in the chaotic quarrel -

The seventeen-year-old Gu Yun still had some arrogance of a newborn calf who was not afraid of a tiger: "I am willing to go to the border of Xiliang. They are just a bunch of jumping clowns. Do you really think that the black iron wind-cutting blade is so rusty that it can't chop off the heads of rats?"

Now, General Cai sniffed and said without blinking, "The mad dogs of the northern barbarians are only resisting stubbornly. Although I am young and ignorant, I can still use the sword and gun in my father's hand. I will make them come back without return!"

The famous generals of the older generation either died on the battlefield or grew old and passed away, but the country remains unchanged. There are also young men wearing black armor and pulling white rainbows, who stand out from the crowd without knowing their place.

Ten years pass, and there is another ten years; a hundred years pass, and there is another hundred years.

Shen Yi's originally confused mind suddenly calmed down, and he handed the token to General Cai Xiao: "Good brother, go ahead."

General Cai took the order and left, and Shen Yi opened Gu Yun's urgent letter.

The message that Gu Yun had Black Eagle deliver verbally was murderous and ruthless, but the order was written with clear reason: "The barbarians are fighting to the death, just like a trapped beast. Moreover, there is already a grudge between the eighteen tribes. It is difficult to last long. The first three to five days are the most difficult. Once the front line is held, we only need to walk them around for a few days, and the barbarians will surely become strong, weak, and exhausted. At this time, we can stop the war and send envoys to continue to sow discord. In the future, the northern border may be solved once and for all. Be cautious and don't be afraid. Although I can't be there in person, I am with the three armies of Black Iron."

Shen Yi's eyes felt hot for a moment: "Send orders to all the troops, hold them back and hold on!"

Gu Yun, who boasted with ease that he was with the Black Iron Camp, was not so relaxed when writing this letter. He had a hard time steadying his hand, and by the time he finished stamping, the battle reports on his hand had piled up.

Chang Geng, to reassure him or for some other reason, specially assigned a team of light cavalry to travel between the battlefield and the general's tent to present the battle report as soon as possible. Gu Yun had rarely fought a battle in his life without personally participating in it. This was really a rather fresh feeling. In the general's tent, there was no extra information to disturb his thoughts. He did not have to dodge the open and hidden arrows, nor did he have to be affected by the angry emotions on the battlefield. He looked down at the battle situation from the perspective of a spectator.

The initial battle tested whether the basic patrols of the Jiangbei camp were tight and whether the navy was alert enough. General Zhong and Gu Yun laid a very solid foundation, so it was easy for them to withstand the Western army's bombardment.

However, after laying this basic foundation, when the two armies are of similar strength, the rest depends on the experience and level of the coach.

Gu Yun was really sweating - when Xuan Ying read the battle report to him, he could tell that the opponent's commander was very experienced in deploying troops and was a true master of naval warfare. Even if he went into battle personally, he would probably have to act with caution.

Black Eagle rushed in and reported the latest developments: "There is a lone enemy fleet in the southwest. His Royal Highness Prince Yan adjusted the forward path and inserted the knife in."

Gu Yun's heart skipped a beat and he stood up suddenly - when the two armies faced each other, the commander's blood was hot but his heart was cold, unlike the vanguard who was brave first.

If inexperienced people are blinded by rage, they can easily get caught up in the frenzy.

Gu Yun immediately decided to break the contract: "Bring me my armor and prepare my horse!"

Chang Geng's battle was extremely exhausting. It was different from the battle to defend the city wall of the capital. At that time, all he had to worry about was the small piece of land above and below the city wall, and he was determined to die. But this time, behind him was the vast northern half of the country and tens of thousands of Jiangbei navy.

The Liangjiang Navy was not equipped with the Eagle Armor Army before. The Eagle Armor Battalion was established even earlier than the Navy. When it came to fighting, not to mention the Black Eagle, even the Eagles of the Beidaying were easier to command than them. The enemy, with the nearly invulnerable sea monster as the center, withstood the first wave of high-altitude attacks and gradually took control of the battlefield. Chang Geng was eager to find a breakthrough, otherwise he would be suppressed all the time. His vanguard troops happened to tear open the enemy's left wing at this time, and he instinctively pressed the main fleet forward -

After all, Chang Geng was calm and careful by nature. He realized something was wrong halfway through the pursuit, but it was too late.

The Western Army's small fleet had surrounded him at full speed, cutting off his retreat.

"What should we do, Your Majesty? Should we return to the voyage?"

Chang Geng's palms were sweating, and the words Gu Yun once said rang in his ears - when facing the battle, whoever doesn't want to die will die first.

"Where are you going back? Go full speed ahead!" Chang Geng said coldly, "It's just a group of flies following behind us, don't worry about it. The original plan was to penetrate the enemy's left wing!"

He wants to turn the entire fleet into a fearless vanguard. Wouldn't that mean the other side will catch him in a trap?

Then break his broken jar.

The herald officer heard the stern and hoarse murderous intent in his words, and his hair stood on end: "Yes!"

The Sea Dragon Team was like a spinning wind-cutting blade, and in a blink of an eye they reached the enemy's hinterland and engaged in close combat.

Chang Geng knew that if he could not defeat the enemy in an instant, the pursuers behind him would soon arrive, and he would be attacked from both sides.

All the long guns and short guns within range were loaded. In the night, faint flames lit up from the sea dragon - it was the golden box of the cannon. Chang Geng wiped the sweat from his palms on the purse filled with tranquilizer powder and was about to give the order.

At this moment, something very strange suddenly happened.

The enemy troops that were originally blocking their way retreated inexplicably!

Chang Geng: “…”

What kind of conspiracy is this?

However, the fleet was running at full speed and could no longer stop. The Daliang navy passed through the enemy without any resistance. Through the night vision, they could see a flag officer on the enemy's main ship desperately signaling to this side, ordering them not to retreat.

The retreating small Western fleet completely ignored the main ship's advice and quickly disobeyed orders, refusing to serve as the vanguard to attract the Daliang navy's artillery fire.

Chang Geng could not figure out what was going on with the other side for a moment, but since the opportunity was not to be missed, he immediately ordered the guns to be turned around, and the head-on attack that had been prepared for a long time was turned behind them. A gap was blown open in the entire river, and the group of tiger sharks chasing after them had no time to dodge at high speed and were hit directly. The exploded small ship would detonate the golden box that was running in the university, and the fire would spread one by one like a camp on fire, and the surface of the river was boiling. The Daliang navy stabbed out with a sword without any danger and then recovered it safely.

On the main ship of the Western Army, Mr. Ya was furious: "Asshole, he actually dared to disobey orders in battle!"

The Pope's cheeks were as sharp as a knife.

The fleet that had unexpectedly escaped just now was the left wing that the Holy Envoy was in charge of.

At this time, the Holy Envoy was also gritting his teeth - he was originally there to provide escort support, but the old Pope actually changed the formation several times and made him a disguised forward!

It was not until the Daliang navy arrived that he realized that he had almost become a bait and cannon fodder. If he died at the hands of the Daliang people on the battlefield, even His Majesty the King would not be able to find fault with him.

The Holy Envoy was unwilling to suffer this loss, so he retreated immediately without a second thought, even at the cost of destroying the overall formation of the Western navy.

Chang Geng was like a poisonous snake. Once he found the opportunity to turn the tables, he would immediately launch a fierce attack to avenge the cold sweat he had just suffered. The Westerners immediately fell into a disadvantage.

At the same time, the situation in front of the battlefield suddenly changed. The light cavalry on the shore who was responsible for the battle report immediately rushed into the commander's tent to report to Gu Yun.

Gu Yun, who had already come out in armor, looked strange for a while after hearing this, and finally felt helpless. He suddenly felt that the saying "Daliang's destiny stands behind King Yan" was not arrogant, and it might be true.

He turned his horse around and quietly returned to the central army commander's tent, where he took off his armor and hid it, and strictly ordered everyone around him not to reveal the fact that he had been out of the tent.

Chang Geng seized the opportunity to cripple one wing of the Western Army, which was equivalent to lame one leg. The Pope, who roamed the seas, was at a hardware disadvantage and could not do anything to the fledgling King Yan, and the battle lasted until dawn.

Gu Yun turned off the gas lamp, picked up the pen and wrote three letters in succession, one purple gold secondment order, one sent to the nearest Lingshuyuan branch, requesting lighters and steel armor supplies, and the last one was a brief report to be delivered to the capital.

Afterwards, he rubbed his somewhat stiff neck and instructed Xuan Ying, "Tell King Yan that if the foreigners withdraw their troops, there is no need to pursue them relentlessly."

Xuan Ying was stunned.

However, before he could ask Gu Yun how he knew that the Westerners were going to withdraw, a messenger came running in: "Marshal, the foreigner's main battleship has begun to withdraw southward!"

There was no surprise on Gu Yun's face. He waved his hand as a matter of course. Xuan Ying did not dare to delay and rushed out of the general's tent to pass on the message.

He did not have to be distracted by dealing with various emergencies on the spot. He could concentrate on thinking about the entire battle situation. He had already estimated the enemy's purple gold reserves at a glance and knew that he had almost reached the enemy's limit in this night.

The enemy's Purple Gold Army returned empty-handed, with heavy casualties. There will surely be internal strife after they return. In this situation, it would be better for the Daliang navy to put pressure on the enemy from a distance rather than forcing their way forward.

After another half hour, the Western navy finally called off the attack, and the overnight attack was declared a failure, and they failed to even reach the north bank.

In order to show that he "strictly kept his promise", Gu Yun did not leave the tent, but just stood at the door to greet Chang Geng. He did not care about the blood on his body and hugged him.

Only then did Chang Geng feel completely exhausted. He shakily hugged Gu Yun's waist and murmured in his ear: "I don't want you to go to war anymore."