Don't let it be the one chasing you!
The young man shouted wildly in his heart and prayed to God.
"If Mr. Yan Xingning is still alive in heaven, I hope he can protect your wife and daughter..." Please bless him as well.
The young man muttered to himself, and raised his hand to push down his hat. He was sweating profusely, but he still didn't dare to whip the donkey to make it run faster. A few breaths of time seemed to last half a lifetime, and finally -
A group of people galloped past.
He didn't even look at their little donkey cart.
The boy's heart, which had been in his throat, fell to the ground with a thump, and he exhaled: "Damn it, I was scared to death."
Fortunately, it was a false alarm.
Not only was he worried, the woman was also worried. She carefully lifted the curtain and took a glimpse of the outfits of the group. With just one glance, she determined their origins. While comforting her sleepy daughter, she said, "This is an urgent military order from the front line 800 miles away."
The boy then remembered that there was a flag with the word "urgent" on it stuck behind the leader, and asked, "Is there an incident at the front?"
He muttered again: "It's still at this critical moment..."
Could it be related to Mr. Yan’s death
Woman: “It’s inevitable.”
Although she was a woman in the inner house, she received the same education as ordinary scholars when she was young, and often discussed with her husband Yan An until late at night. Regarding the internal struggle of the royal family started by the two kings of Zhui and Zheng Qiao, the couple agreed that Zheng Qiao had a greater chance of winning.
It’s nothing else, Zheng Qiao is even more ruthless.
There is no limit to his methods.
In terms of scheming, the two kings were no match for him.
"When Xingning passed away, Zheng Qiao only lost a senior brother who was not trusted. But do you know how many colleagues, classmates, and peers Xingning had? My father-in-law was a famous scholar of the time, with nearly a thousand students. Xingning became famous at a young age and had many friends..."
Among them were many powerful people who served in various places or became independent.
After she uttered the first four words, the woman's expression visibly dimmed. It was painful to admit that her husband had died. Even though she had been mentally prepared for this day for more than two years, she was still heartbroken when she really faced it...
"If the old king of Xin State was not so foolish and gave the foreign enemies an opportunity to take advantage, leading to the destruction of the country and the family. Xingning might have become the leader of this generation of scholars. Among scholars, no one can defeat him." When she said this, the woman's eyes were filled with sincere pride.
The young man muttered, "Mr. Yan doesn't seem to have many friends."
It doesn't look like "wide social circle" at all.
The woman smiled bitterly.
Outsiders misunderstood Yan An as an accomplice to the evil, but as his bedmate, she knew very well that he was on a path of martyrdom that was not understood by others. All he wanted was to reduce the chaos of war and save lives from suffering. All the criticism could not shake his heart of faith.
However, his friends were puzzled, and Yan An did not help Zheng Qiao to do anything that was against the will of heaven and earth. His death would completely ignite the conflict between the scholar group and Zheng Qiao. Zheng Qiao's position was not stable to begin with, and with this hidden danger, he was in a lot of trouble.
The woman said, "Let future generations write down the truth about right and wrong."
The boy uttered an "oh".
The woman continued, "In this situation, even someone as arrogant as Zheng Qiao may not be able to control it. If he wants to save his life, he must call back the frontline troops to protect their safety and suppress other forces at any time."
"Repatriate troops to the front line?"
The boy let out a strange cry.
"Just leave the enemy alone?"
The woman shook her head. "Before this, Zheng Qiao deliberately delayed the battle for two reasons. First, to ease the conflict between him and his soldiers, so that they can have a taste of success and work harder for him. Second, to suppress the soldiers who were secretly disobedient and wear down their fighting power. As for the Zhu King, although they gathered with great momentum and seemed to be very powerful, Zheng Qiao never took them seriously from beginning to end. They were just using the foreign war to divert their own conflicts. To put it bluntly, they were just a grindstone."
Once the knife is sharpened, is there any need for the stone
The boy was stunned: "Is that so?"
"He also found time to play a trick on Shiwu."
Previously, Shiwu had lent troops to Zheng Qiao.
But he used these soldiers as cannon fodder.
The wishful thinking of the Ten Crows was destroyed, and new hatreds were added to old grudges. Hearing that the border barrier was weak, the Ten Crows would most likely take this opportunity to make desperate moves. With pressure from all sides, if Zheng Qiao still wanted to survive, he had to fight quickly.
Take care of the front line and withdraw the troops to defend.
The young man's mouth twitched slightly. He didn't expect that the sick man in his eyes had a good brain. It was a pity that he didn't use it in the right way. Many people died innocently because of his decision. Then he heard the woman say: "Turn to He Yin first, and then make plans."
"Transfer to He Yin?" The young man took out the plan given by Yan An from his arms, "But Mr. Yan plans to..."
"Xingning can't predict everything."
The woman interrupted the boy's mumbling.
For example, the case of Zheng Qiao.
The young man readily agreed: "Madam is right."
I immediately chose to change route.
He was thinking about the things on the front line, and didn't know the content of the urgent military order that was sent over 800 miles.
His intuition told him that it was not a good thing.
It was said to be an 800-mile express, but the actual speed of the message was much faster than this. After all, the warhorse of a Wudan warrior was different from a living warhorse. As long as the former had enough martial energy, there would be no fatigue and slowdown. They could gallop all the way to their destination.
"Report—"
"Express military order!"
The leading warrior held high the battle flag with the word "urgent" in his right hand and ran to the main tent of the camp without any obstruction.
The commander was drinking and having fun with his soldiers in the tent. The evil barbarian on the opposite side had been transferred back recently, so the war was not tight, winning more than losing. Every day, he had nothing to do except training and drinking to relax. Before he could fully enjoy himself, the military order arrived.
The commander was so frightened that he shuddered, his drunkenness completely gone, and he respectfully took the sealed military order.
As soon as I opened it, I scanned ten lines at a glance.
The commander-in-chief looked strange.
On one side, the staff and soldiers were waiting anxiously.
"Marshal, what does it say?"
Some generals couldn't wait and urged.
The commander handed over the brief book with the military order, rolled up the secret letter inside and kept it in his arms, saying, "You will know when you read it. Hey, the king is here to send us military merits, we are in for a treat."
Everyone looked closely.
He actually instigated the enemy general Gong Xichou to rebel at all costs.
"That barbarian... he can only fight a little, but he doesn't have much real power. Not to mention whether we can persuade him to rebel, even if we can, it won't do us any good." We are the same type! We are all brave warriors, and we only have so many military merits and troops.
The more he gets, the less benefit they get.
Gong Xichou is a well-known professional in fighting generals.
He is good at fighting, but he is rarely seen commanding troops.
After a while, everyone saw it clearly.
It turns out that he is just a high-level thug with no actual military power, a slightly better soldier, and there is not much benefit in turning him over. Barbarians are barbarians, they really don't know anything. They are treated so badly and still stay here. If it were them, they would have resigned long ago.
If I am not welcome here, there are other places that will welcome me.
Revolt him...
At present, it seems to do more harm than good.
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