Chapter 413 Mighty Marquis

It's just that the lights in Marquis Weiwu's study were always on at that time, until very late.

Whenever Lu Mingfei had new news on the border, he would always receive it as soon as possible.

Others only paid attention to the young general who rose to fame in the frontier, admired his achievements, and guessed that he could become a marquis within a few years. Yes, no one doubted that he would become a marquis. The only question was how long it would take.

But all Marquis Weiwu saw were the injuries suffered by the young general. How many times he was trapped in the enemy's army, how many times he narrowly escaped death, and his wife cried with him several times, asking him to call Lu Mingfei back. Madam knew Yes, with the skills of the Marquis, it is not difficult to transfer a young border general back to Beijing to report on his duties.

Marquis Weiwu was indifferent.

He just said.

"Fei'er is doing something serious. As parents, we can't drag him down."

"Don't be a drag!"

Mrs. Weiwuhou seemed to be looking at a stranger.

"That's Fei'er, he's your son!"

"When you were on the battlefield, I was frightened day and night. I kowtowed in front of the Buddha for a long time. The ever-burning lantern in the temple has not been turned off for several years."

"You came back to Beijing. I thought everything would be fine and I was happy. But now, after worrying about you, I have to worry about Fei'er!"

"You father and son! You father and son!"

She shook her head.

"I owed you two my debt in my previous life. In this life, I have to repay my debt!"

Marquis Weiwu also showed a touch of emotion on his cold face.

His lips moved, but in the end, he couldn't say "I'm sorry for you".

Although they are father and son, there is still a big difference between Wei Wuhou and Lu Mingfei. One is willing to do everything for the sake of the country and die, while the other is a picturesque country, not as beautiful as a flower.

By the light, Marquis Weiwu once again examined the map beyond the Great Wall.

The food and grass were exhausted, but this was not a dead end. He had several tactics in mind. For example, he could learn from the nomads and fight and plunder all the way. If he didn't have food and grass, it didn't matter, as long as the enemy had it.

But when using this kind of warfare, the strategic ability of the commander is not important. What is more important is personal bravery. There must be a brave general who can lead the soldiers to charge into the battle. This general is like a spear. As long as the spear's blade is enough If you are sharp, nothing can stop you.

Unfortunately, Marquis Weiwu does not have such a person under his command.

He thought of Lu Mingfei again.

Everyone says that the champion's personal strength is the best in the world. Perhaps it is due to his father's strange psychology. Weiwuhou has always had doubts about who is the best in the world. His father is like this. When faced with the achievements of his children, even if they are just a little, They will also be proud and proud, but if their children's achievements exceed the limit of their imagination, they will have a sense of unreality. They will probably think like this, isn't it that guy, the brat who still wets the bed when he is old, has become the world's leader? First? Stop joking!

So, in Marquis Weiwu's heart, forget about his incompetent child being the best in the world, but he is really good at fighting. The brat has never read a page of military books since he was a child, but in the end he can still To be granted the title of Marquis for military merit, the mighty Marquis still has to take a high look at this little skill in fists and feet.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on his lips.

Just like this, a person sat in the tent for a long time.

Marquis Weiwu suddenly came to his senses.

He wondered what was happening to him.

You're obviously not old yet, so why are you starting to recall the past?

Speaking of which, Fei'er's wife's name is Hui Liyi.

We met last time and left a very good impression on Marquis Weiwu.

What a good girl.

Madam always thought about when they would have a son and when they would have a son.

With the looks of Fei'er and this girl, their child must be very good-looking too.

It's a pity... Marquis Weiwu sighed slightly in his heart.

The night was deep and chilly, and there was silence outside the camp, with only the crackling of torches and the footsteps of soldiers patrolling.

Marquis Weiwu called his soldiers and gave a few instructions. The soldiers agreed and went out. After a while, several generals filed in and stood solemnly in front of Marquis Weiwu's tent.

Everyone is here.

Marquis Weiwu looked at a famous general in silence.

The people listed are all veterans who have followed him in hundreds of battles. They all fought their way out of the mountains of corpses and seas of blood. They are also military and industrial lords, and those who follow the mighty lords are all civilians like him. Origin.

"You have all seen the plans after that."

"You also know why I called you here."

The mighty Marquis sat on his throne and closed his eyes.

We are all soldiers, so be happy. ""

"Those who are willing to die with me, step forward."

The moment he finished speaking.

The generals all took a step forward.

The movements are uniform and no one lags behind.

It's not that they guessed the problem of Marquis Weiwu in advance and were prepared in advance.

The main thing is that they didn't hesitate.

There is no need to think about it.

After all, isn't it natural for these generals to follow the mighty princes to death?

‘Nonsense! ’

Not only was Marquis Weiwu not happy, but his face darkened.

He stared at one person.

"Shentu, your mother only has one son. If you die with me, who will support your mother?"

The man named Shentu looked moved, a little unable to bear it, a little shaken.

"And you, Zhang Lin!"

"Your wife just gave birth to a son for you."

"Go to death, oh, go to death!"

"That's easy to say!"

Marquis Weiwu slapped the armrest hard and glared at several people.

These arrogant and domineering people in front of outsiders, but now facing the mighty marquis, none of them dared to express their anger. They lowered their heads and accepted the punishment obediently.

Marquis Weiwu looked sulky.

He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to reprimand loudly.

In the end, Eguchi had no choice but to close his mouth.

After a long silence, he let out a sigh of relief.

"Those who have elderly people to support at home should stay back."

Marquis Weiwu frowned.

He emphasized.

"Those who have elderly people to support at home, stay back!"

The three of them were unwilling to back down.

"If you have young children to support, stay back!"

This time four people retreated.

Marquis Weiwu nodded to these people and showed a relieved smile.

Turn to the remaining humans.

"Tomorrow, I invite you two to die together with me."

Amidst the clanging of their armor, the two generals, who had walked through mountains of corpses and seas of blood, knelt down on one knee as if they were pushing up jade pillars from a mountain of gold.

"I will not give up even if I die!"

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Five thousand soldiers were assembled.

The rest of the army has set off first. They are the swords to kill the enemy, while he and these five thousand men are the bait to lure the enemy.

Before leaving, several generals asked him if he had any other instructions. Even if they went up mountains of swords and into seas of fire, they would definitely complete them.

Although there are many differences between Wei Wuhou and Lu Mingfei, the two of them have one thing that is very similar, and that is their outstanding personal charm. In fact, if you seriously ask these two people, why are so many people willing to follow them? , they probably can’t give any decent answer.

Because among people who truly possess charisma, there is no mystery about personal charisma. They have never even thought about cultivating their own charisma. For leaders, all they do is clearly understand their goals and what they want. What is it, and run forward with all your strength, that's all.

And in this process, their determination and hard work have become the reason why others are willing to follow.

Many people actually have no goals in life.

To them living is just living. ,

So people who can clearly realize what they want are a minority among the minority.

And these few people often become the targets of others.

"Any orders?" Marquis Weiwu subconsciously glanced in the direction of Fusang, wondering if Fei'er had arrived.

However, that kid Fei'er, although he's still a bit uninteresting, has finally grown into a man who can stand on his own, so he probably doesn't need my help anymore.

With this thought in mind, Marquis Weiwu looked at the five thousand soldiers outside the camp.

His expression changed.

"If you can, help me keep an eye on these sons and daughters' pensions."

"I want to hand it over to their relatives every penny."

"Can you do it?"

Several generals clasped their hands and agreed loudly.

"yes!"

"Then, please."

Things developed as planned. Marquis Weiwu was quite famous among the barbarians. Upon learning of his whereabouts, many tribes immediately came after him.

"Report, General, you took the bait."

"Um."

Marquis Weiwu took one last look at Fusang.

The sky was dark and cloudy. This was before the storm came, and a certain depressing atmosphere enveloped the battlefield.

Marquis Wei Wu raised his eyes and looked around.

There must be nearly 30,000 enemy troops.

Oh, I really think highly of someone on my path.

His expression remained calm as he issued military orders one after another from his hands, commanding an army of five thousand people as if they were one man.

A surprising scene occurred.

Tens of thousands of troops faced these five thousand soldiers, and they were unable to attack them for a while. Although the barbarians were very fierce, and they were like hungry wolves and hounds, there were no coward soldiers under the mighty lord, and with this exquisite With clever planning, the military formation was so tight at one moment that water could not enter it, and at another moment it was as agile as a dragon.

Without the right time or location, Marquis Weiwu used the only card he had, an army of 5,000 men, to the extreme and achieved dazzling results.

But they are alone.

The other side is not.

This was the territory of the barbarians. As the fighting continued, a steady stream of enemy troops came to join the siege of Weiwuhou.

The messengers and soldiers came and went like the wind.

Marquis Weiwu dealt with every military order, almost just taking a glance at it and immediately giving countermeasures.

The soldier's face turned pale.

"Are you afraid of death?"

He thought he had heard wrongly and was hallucinating.

Until Marquis Weiwu asked again.

"Are you afraid of death?"

The soldiers were a little panicked.

"No, not afraid."

Marquis Weiwu glanced at this young man. He was really young, with only a thin layer of stubble on his lower jaw.

Such a young person probably still has a very distant future.

The possibilities are endless.

It's just a pity...

"I have a child about your age."

The soldier was confused. He had never heard Marquis Weiwu talk about these things. In his impression, Marquis Weiwu always had a straight face and seemed to be deep in thought. He was probably deducing the situation of the battle. After all, he was one of the best in Dazhou. God of war.

So today, Marquis Weiwu suddenly talked about the children at home. This kind of family-like talk caught the soldiers off guard.

He didn't know what was going on with Mr. Hou.

I always feel that he is very different from the previous Marquis.

"If my kid were here, we should be easier than we are now."

Another messenger arrived and he knelt down on one knee.

"Xin Ziying..."

Another news came that a whole battalion of soldiers had been wiped out.

The soldiers were frightened when they heard this.

Cold numbers, plain words, but what these represent are living people.

They also have parents, children, relatives and friends.

Now he is dead like this.

The soldier suddenly remembered the funeral in the village many years ago. At that time, he was just a child and didn't understand anything. He only felt that it was lively and the running water mat was really delicious. As a young boy, he held the hands of adults and watched people playing trumpets. , looking at paper money all over the sky, looking at people in white linen clothes crying until their voices became hoarse.

he asked the lord.

"What is death?"

said the adult.

"Dead, just gone." He didn't understand, so he continued to ask.

"It's gone? Wouldn't it be nice to find it again?"

The adult answered him in a numb tone.

And deep tiredness.

"It can't be found."

At this moment, he was on a battlefield of five thousand versus tens of thousands.

Someone is dying every minute and every second.

There has never been a moment when life seemed so humble.

A battalion of men died.

He heard Marquis Weiwu hum.

Just a hum.

After a moment of confusion, unreasonable anger engulfed his heart.

That's a battalion of people!

Just like this!

Do you know how much they believe in you, even to the point where they are willing to entrust their life and death to your hands, for the sake of victory and peace on the border?

what about you?

Just um!

"Are you afraid of death?"

he asked again.

The soldier turned around and looked directly at Marquis Weiwu as if offended.

Sure enough, this man was still the same as before, as calm, as calm, as calm, as if the entire battalion was wiped out, it was of no importance to him.

The soldier bit his lip.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank.

He saw the Marquis's hands shaking.

The Marquis who would read military books on his own as if the sky was falling.

His hands were shaking.

"I'm not afraid of death."

Wei Wuhou said.

"I'm afraid you'll die."

As he spoke, he slowly closed his eyes.

The soldiers have never seen such a mighty prince.

He actually saw vulnerability in this man...

But how is this possible!

How could Marquis Weiwu be fragile!

This kind of thing makes absolutely no sense!

But he was actually not wrong.

Marquis Weiwu is indeed vulnerable.

An earthen pot will inevitably shatter when it leaves the well mouth, and a general will inevitably die in battle.

It's a human life, once on the battlefield, you can't help yourself.

The mighty marquis fought all the way to the point where he was awarded the title of marquis due to his military achievements. He had seen countless life and death situations, so he should have been used to it by now.

But dying on the battlefield and deliberately dying are two different concepts.

In the final analysis, Marquis Weiwu's heart is still not ruthless enough.

But in this world, many things are like this. Nine times out of ten, things are not going as planned.

When food and grass were robbed, it was just a matter of deceiving outsiders. As for Marquis Weiwu, he could see something fishy at a glance.

Later developments also proved his guess. His whereabouts were fully controlled by the barbarians, and it was unknown how many people secretly passed the news to them.

To be able to build such a field as it is now is the limit of what Marquis Weiwu can do.

However, that's pretty much it.

Our own army was torn open. No matter how sophisticated the strategy was, no matter how superb the command was, it would ultimately seem so feeble in the face of the absolute disparity in strength.

"grown ups!"

"General!"

Several people knelt in front of him.

Marquis Wei Wu held the command arrow and remained silent for a long time.

In the end, I still sighed.

Let the arrow fall to the ground.

"That's it, that's all."

he said.

If an army breaks out from the northwest and disrupts the enemy's formation, there is still a glimmer of hope.

now……