Yuan Mao scooped up Hu Baicheng from the ground and said calmly, "Say."
"Golden man..." Hu Baicheng's cheeks trembled, "Huangshui is freezing, and the gold thief is taking advantage of the fog to attack!"
Yuan Sikong's eyes darkened, and his scalp exploded.
Yuan Mao was still holding onto Hu Baicheng's arm with such great force that he sank deep into his flesh, and Hu Baicheng didn't dare to speak. His Adam's apple slid up and down, his eyes became deep and deep, "Shaoxu, order Guangning officers and men to stand by all night, Baicheng, follow me to see Lord Li."
"yes!"
Yuan Mao pulled Hu Baicheng and walked out.
"Master..." Yue Qingshuang called softly.
Yuan Mao didn't hear about it until the in-law's carriage stopped in front of Yuan Mansion, Yuan Mao remembered, he turned his head to look at Yuan Sikong: "Kong'er, good hospitality."
"yes."
Yuan Mao took Hu Baicheng away in a hurry, just as the two elders of the Lin family got out of the car, they were puzzled when they saw their in-laws leaving without looking back.
Yuan Sikong gently pushed Yue Qingshuang from behind: "Mother, don't be afraid."
Yue Qingshuang took Yuan Sikong's hand, straightened her slender body, and walked forward to greet the guests.
Yuan Sikong explained the reason for Yuanmao's sudden departure, and the Lin family was immediately worried. Although they were still a day's drive away from Guangning, Guangning is now the gateway to Eastern Liaodong, and their lips are dead and their teeth are cold.
The meal was not to the taste of everyone, but the business still had to be done, Yuan Mao was not here, Yue Qingshuang was in charge, and the two families settled down on marriage.
Father and brother were not there, so Yuan Sikong could only preside over the welcome and see him off. He settled the Lin family in the inn, and instead of going home, he hurried to Yuanmao's mansion.
He was restless all night, so he just entertained the guests with energy. The most terrifying thing that haunted my heart like a nightmare for four years finally came. At this time last year, the Jinren tried to attack Han Zhaoxing's camp with two thousand light cavalry, but failed.
The military situation must be serious this time, and Hu Baicheng will be so flustered.
When I arrived at the government office, I saw Yuan Mao discussing matters with the generals in the city, and Qian Anyu was also there. He didn't dare to go in, so he could only hide outside the door, but he couldn't hear what was being said inside, but everyone looked solemn.
Ever since the Sheng army abandoned the seven prefectures in northern Liaoning, Han Zhaoxing led 30,000 troops to set up camp in Mianhuangshui, which lasted four years. It is said that the imperial court had discussed whether to build another city beside Huangshui, but there was no further discussion. The Jin people had no water army, so they had to wait until winter to cross the river. Probably because the Huangshui River stretched for hundreds of miles, it was better to build a battalion post, which flowed around the battalion, and could detect the movement of the enemy in time.
In this way, the Han army and Guangning Wei echoed each other from a distance, forming a corner, and the Jin people did not dare to invade easily.
But Yuan Sikong never trusted Han Zhaoxing. He knew that a hero cannot be judged by the success or failure of the First World War, but Han Zhaoxing was really defeated. Qingzhou City was strong and had enough food. He lost, defeated Liaobei, which had been dominated by the Central Plains for more than 300 years, and defeated the country that Emperor Taizu devoted all his efforts to lay down. He lost his notoriety in history.
What made Yuan Sikong despise the most was that Han Zhaoxing did not receive the punishment he deserved. It was irrelevant at all to cut his nobility and fine his salary.
This time when Han Zhaoxing was fighting with the Jinren, Yuan Sikong felt that Han Zhaoxing would lose, or had already lost.
Yuan Mao discussed until late at night. Yuan Sikong sat at the door and accidentally fell asleep until Yuan Mao found him.
"Konger, Konger."
Yuan Sikong slowly opened his eyes: "Father..."
"Why are you here? It's so cold at night, you should catch a cold." Yuan Mao helped him up from the ground.
"I'm waiting for you." Yuan Sikong saw Yuan Shaoxu and called "Brother".
Yuan Shaoxu nodded, and said expressionlessly: "This is the place to discuss important military matters. What are you doing here? Go back to sleep."
"Shaoxu, you are going to watch the night today, if there is any situation, please report immediately."
"Yes." Yuan Shaoxu bowed his hand.
"Kong'er, the second elder of the Lin family, has the arrangements been made?"
"Don't worry, Dad, I've explained it to Dad."
Yuan Mao pulled Yuan Sikong: "That's good, come home with me."
Yuan Sikong hurriedly asked: "Father, how is the situation of the Huangshui army?"
Yuan Mao was not in a hurry to answer, he took him on the horse, and the horse began to jog, he said softly: "Do you remember that four years ago, I held you like this, and I shared a horse with you. At that time, you were much younger than now. I'm so skinny that I only have a bone left."
"Kong'er will never forget." Yuan Sikong could even recall how cold the rain was that night, so Yuanmao's body temperature was extraordinarily hot.
"It's been four years in a flash." Yuan Mao said with emotion, "In the past four years, there has not been a day when I have not been worried. I don't know when the Jinren will cross the Huangshui and join the army under the city of Guangning."
Yuan Sikong's heart trembled: "Father, is Han Zhaoxing defeated?"
Yuan Mao said in a deep voice: "The gold bandits took advantage of the fog to attack and broke the connection between the left army tent and the main camp. The left general Li Mi and three thousand soldiers died in battle. After Han Zhaoxing reorganized the army, the gold people temporarily retreated."
Yuan Sikong clenched his fist, gritted his teeth and said, "Han Zhaoxing is incompetent!"
Yuan Mao usually did not allow Yuan Sikong to speak so rudely, for fear that he would be proud of his talent, but this time he did not reprimand, but just sighed: "Golden men and horses are fast, and they are best at running around. I caught you by surprise. This time, it is the same as last year. Qingqi is the forward. I'm afraid that the army will be behind if we explore the reality of the camp."
"Father, what is Han Zhaoxing's strategy now?"
"What strategy do you think it should be?"
"Of course it is to retreat to Guangning. The cold winter is approaching. The Jin people will go deep into our land and cannot attack the city. The teacher must be exhausted and will naturally retreat."
"I thought so too, but General Han has no intention of retreating. He is still guarding the Huangshui camp. It seems that he is going to fight the Jin people. He is urging Guangning to transport food and supplies."
"It's just muddled!" Yuan Si's heart and lungs trembled.
Yuanmao frowned, obviously worried: "It's fine if he can really stop the Jinren, but if he can't...Konger, do you think Guangning can stop it?"
Yuan Sikong pursed his lips, not knowing how to answer.
Guangning City is small, with a hundred-year-old city wall. Originally, it was an insignificant small city with seven states in northern Liaoning. After it became a strategic location four years ago, it has been continuously strengthened, but it is still not a strong city.
Of course, a small city also has the advantages of a small city, divided troops for defense, and easy to mobilize, but whether it can be defended is a question that can be easily answered. He replied: "In any case, having a city to defend always prevails."
"That's right, I just hope that Zongbing Han can kill the gold thief."
"Father, you don't usually tell me these things, what's wrong today?" Yuan Mao's tone made Yuan Sikong quite uneasy.
"You waited for me until this hour, didn't you just care about the military situation?" Yuan Mao touched Yuan Sikong's head, "I know you have been unable to let go of Liaobei and have always hated the gold thieves. Qingzhou is gone, and so is Taining. No, Dad will definitely guard Guangning."
Yuan Sikong hugged Yuan Mao's arm, tremblingly said: "I believe in father!"
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That night, Yuan Sikong stayed up all night, and when the dawn was twilight, he couldn't lie down anymore, so he got up and got out of bed, sat in front of the desk, spread out the straw paper, and wrote to Feng Ye:
My friend Fengye,
It has been more than a month since Guangning left in the future.
Liaodong is very cold, the wind is harsh, and when the Huangshui freezes, the gold thief...
After writing two lines, Yuan Sikong's hand stopped.
What is the purpose of writing this letter to Feng Ye? If it's just to send thoughts to each other, then you shouldn't mention the military situation with an eight-year-old child, otherwise Feng Ye will be worrying for nothing.
Yuan Sikong put down his pen and hugged his head tightly.
He was flustered and confused, and he just wanted to find someone to confide in the fear in his heart, but he didn't dare to tell the people around him.
Liaodong people are all aware of the ferocity and tyranny of the Jinren, and adults use it to frighten a three-year-old child, who also grew up with the horror of the Jinren.
I heard that the Jin people burned, killed and looted, and they are inhumane. If it is said that they left their homes and their families were destroyed, they only indirectly experienced the horror of the Jin people. Fear that penetrates to the marrow.
He couldn't imagine what kind of disaster the 40,000 people in the city would suffer if Guangning City was destroyed.
Yuan Sikong leaned over the table, looked at the name of Feng Ye he had written down, and imagined that if it was the Feng Family Army guarding Liaodong, the people of Liaodong would not tremble in the middle of the night like him.
Yuan Sikong closed his eyes and rolled the straw paper into a ball...
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In the days that followed, Yuan Mao and Yuan Shaoxu almost saw no one around day and night, and the defense of the city was aggravated. Soldiers were transporting things back and forth in the city, and the Guangning guards were panicked.
Yuan Mao organized all the people outside the city to withdraw into the city, obviously to fortify the walls and clear the country, and wait for the enemy. It seems that he, like Yuan Sikong, was worried about Han Zhaoxing's defeat. Although the front line has not changed yet, the importance of the war is at hand. , like a sleeping tiger, no one knows when it will jump up and bite.
Yuan Sikong wanted to understand the military situation, and also wanted to give advice on the city defense and the resettlement of the people. He saw the adults busy, but there were mistakes everywhere. He always felt that he could do better than them, and he knew that he was just troublesome , will be scolded by Yuan Mao or Yuan Shaoxu, and feel anxious all day long.
One month after Han Zhaoxing's camp was raided, the enemy finally ceased to be silent.