After the guyu rain, it would be summer soon.
At this time of the year, it should be raining non-stop. But in Jiuchuan, the desert stretched as far as the eye could see. It was already summer and the sun was long and hot. The soldiers' lips were cracked and peeling.
The battle was particularly fierce.
After the victory of the first battle, He Yan led the Fuyue Army to fight against the Uto several times. The Wutuo people had suffered at the hands of the Marquis of Wu 'an time and time again. They gradually understood that the Marquis of Wu' an was not a useless person who was lucky enough to be appointed an official. Her ingenuity in setting up formations, her bravery in battle, and even her proficiency in swordsmanship made the Wutuo people think of the legendary General Fei Hong.
It was the same.
He Yan began to counterattack after several battles and roughly grasped the Uto's fighting style. She was very patient and was not in a hurry to attack the city. She only used the tactic of "Defend when the enemy comes, pursue when the enemy leaves; attack when the enemy leaves". The Uto could not stand the constant "harassment". For a long time, their morale was low and they were depressed and tired. It seemed that they were losing the battle each time.
Today was the day to attack the city.
A woman in red armor galloped on the battlefield on a horse. Flags and drums shook the sky, and swords flashed. Under her command, the army was as agile as a dragon and rushed toward the enemy's camp with a murderous aura.
Her sword was indomitable.
The two armies fought and the land was dyed red.
Mai Mai was fighting with a strong Uto man. Although he was young and strong, he was not as good as Shi Tou in terms of skill. At this moment, he was using all his strength. Suddenly, he kicked the knee of the man in front of him. The man staggered from the kick. Mai Mai took advantage of this opportunity and slit his throat.
His opponent fell. He was relieved, but before he could show a happy smile, he was suddenly pushed to the ground and rolled twice. Xiao Mai's heart tightened. He subconsciously raised his head and saw Shi Tou holding him with his back. A black arrow pierced his back, leaving only a bit of the arrow feather exposed.
Shi Tou's lips moved, but he only had time to say two words, "Be careful."
Another arrow pierced his back.
The young man spat out a mouthful of blood. "… Run!"
"Big Brother —" Xiao Mai shouted in grief. On the other side, Wang Ba saw this and rushed toward the two Uto archers who were lying in ambush.
The lively young man who was always smiling was now panicked......... Big Big Big.............................
Stone strenuously looked at his younger brother in front of him. Two arrows had hit him in the chest. His strength was slowly draining away. The battlefield was so chaotic, and Little Wheat was in danger.
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Then, the light in his eyes went out.
Xiao Mai let out a painful cry. Unfortunately, this was a battlefield, and no one noticed his sadness.
Death happened at any time and place.
Huang Xiong's armor was broken, and there were many wounds on his body and face. He was already very old. He could easily deal with ordinary thieves, but it was a little difficult to deal with these fierce and cunning Uto.
The Uto in front of him was fighting with him. His hand was cut by a knife, and his flesh was badly mutilated. When he held his knife, he felt a piercing pain. His strength was gradually draining away. Even the golden knife that had accompanied him for many years became extraordinarily heavy, as if it was difficult to wield.
The Uto saw his exhaustion. He laughed and said, "No, this big guy can't take it anymore!"
Probably because of his majestic appearance and the conspicuous golden knife, the Uto paid attention to him and shouted, "This knife is mine!"
Huang Xiong said in a low voice, "In your dreams."
He held the big knife in his hand and chopped at the edge of the opponent's knife. At this moment, he suddenly felt a chill on his back. A long knife penetrated his chest from his back, and he staggered.
The Uto behind him laughed presumptuously.
However, halfway through his laughter, the bear-like man shouted and suddenly turned around. Ignoring the wounds on his body, he raised the big knife in his hand and instantly cut off the head of the Uto behind him. The other man's complacent laughter also came to an abrupt end at the moment when a ray of golden light was about to take his life.
The armor on his body was completely pierced by the tip of the knife. He held the handle and pulled it out. The moment he pulled it out, he finally couldn't hold on and fell to the ground.
In his hand, he was still holding the golden knife tightly.
For so many years, he had been homeless because of this knife, but it was also this knife that accompanied him for thousands of miles to kill his enemies. He was now alone in this world, and he had no attachments. Before he died, he only had this close friend who had accompanied him for many years to accompany him.
But …
The strong man looked at the sky. The prayer beads on his chest were warm and dark. In a trance, he saw his mother gently praying in front of the temple for her son to return soon. His sisters were preparing hot dishes. His elder brother was in the courtyard asking his nephew about the homework he had just learned today …
It was so peaceful, so comfortable.
He closed his eyes in peace, and his expression was unprecedentedly peaceful.
The Langzi had been wandering outside for so long, and now, he could finally return home.
The city was broken.
Their armor and soldiers were withdrawn, and their bones were exposed in the wilderness. The soldiers cheered for this hard-won victory. Everyone who survived had a happy smile on their face.
The woman in the lead was in high spirits, and she didn't look tired at all. She was always like this, as if she never had a weak side. It was because of her that the morale of the Fuyue Army was rising day by day.
Uto was beaten to the point of abandoning the city and escaping. At this point, Jiuchuan was finally retaken by Da Wei.
He Yan's face still had traces of blood that he hadn't had time to wipe off. Just as he was about to go and count the spoils of war, he saw Wang Ba walk towards him with a serious expression.
The smile at the corner of his lips immediately disappeared.
"Come and take a look," he said.
In the past few days of war, people constantly died. The men from the Liang Province Guard finally realized that this time was different from the previous times. The war made them grow quickly, and made them quiet, determined, and calm. Wang Ba was no longer the person who would shout and shout. These days, he was much quieter.
He Yan followed him forward.
The soldiers who died in battle could only be buried on the spot. The soldiers who survived were checked one by one to see if they had any keepsakes on them. If they could find them, they would return to Shuo Jing and give them to their families. Before the soldiers here went to battle, most of them had a letter on them. If they were unfortunate enough to die in battle, their comrades would bring the letter back to their families.
He Yan saw Shi Tou and Huang Xiong.
She understood a long time ago that when people went onto the battlefield, they couldn't decide whether they lived or died. The moment they put on their armor, they were prepared to give up their lives. The people who survived to the end were the least fortunate. They couldn't help but see their comrades leave one by one.
First, it was Hong Shan. Now, it was Shi Tou and Huang Xiong.
Shi Tou had died from an arrow. The arrow had been pulled out, and the clothes on his chest had been dyed red. Huang Xiong had died from a blade. Rumor had it that in the end, he had perished together with two Uto. When they finally found him, he was still tightly gripping the blade in his hand.
He Yan half-knelt in front of the two of them and carefully tidied up their tattered clothes.
Xiao Mai cried until her voice was hoarse. Her eyes were red. He Yan still remembered the first time she met Shi Tou and Xiao Mai. They were hunters who grew up in the mountains. They told her about their ambition to join the army. Xiao Mai was lively and naive. She loved to eat and play. Shi Tou was taciturn and prudent.
The war had changed everything.
A soldier asked, "Sir, Brother Huang's blade …"
If such a good blade was used on the battlefield, it would make people envious.
"He has no family. This blade is his family. It has accompanied him for so many years. It should be buried with him." He Yan looked at the man on the ground, the big brother who couldn't tell the direction and always got lost. Looking at the calm smile on his face, it seemed that he had already found the way home.
She stood up. Her sadness lasted for only a moment. She said, "Tell them to come to my tent. I have something to discuss about the war."
Her footsteps were firm. She didn't look back.
As if to celebrate the victory of retaking Jiuchuan, the moon came out in the middle of the night.
The woman in the tent put the last stroke on the map. She rubbed her eyes, stood up, and walked out.
She climbed up the city gate tower and looked into the distance. Outside the city, there was a vast expanse of yellow sand. In the distance, the beacon fire shone on the flat ground. The Gobi Desert was desolate. The white city gate tower here was like a lonely boat in the deep sea.
A crescent moon hung in the night sky, illuminating the desolate night.
She sat down on the ground. Her stomach made a soft sound. She realized that she hadn't eaten anything since the end of the war.
He Yan was startled when a dry biscuit was handed to her. Jiang Jiao walked over from behind and sat down beside her. He said, "I knew you probably didn't eat, so I saved it for you."
He Yan smiled. "Thank you."
She took a bite of the dry biscuit. The coarse grain entered her stomach, bringing her true satisfaction.
Jiang Jiao handed her a bottle of water. She raised her head and drank a big mouthful. Her posture was cheerful. There were still traces of mud and blood on her face. She looked particularly haggard. Only her eyes were still as bright as the stars.
He suddenly felt a little emotional.
In the Fuyue Army, everyone said that He Yan was born brave. She commanded troops like a god and never felt tired. Even the men needed to rest after such a big battle. However, since she left the battlefield, she had been counting the results of the war, arranging and commanding the next pursuit, and re-analyzing the enemy's situation. Until now, she hadn't changed her clothes or eaten any dry food. Only now, on the city gate tower, when she sat on the ground, did she reveal a little of her own exhaustion.
He heard He Yan's voice. "How is Xiao Mai?"
"Not so good. Wang Ba has been accompanying her." Jiang Jiao's voice lowered.
Half of the Liangzhou Guards had left. As for who would be the next to leave, and who would be able to walk to the end and return to Shuo Jing alive, no one could say for sure.
He Yan raised her head and drank a mouthful of water. Her voice was still calm. "We have to make him come out quickly."
These words were cruel, but Jiang Jiao understood that this was a battlefield. On the battlefield, there was no time for sorrow.
He Yan didn't cry, but that didn't mean she wasn't sad. After all, she was a woman. Staying here alone and watching the people around her leave one by one should be very powerless.
"Brother He," Jiang Jiao asked. "Do you miss the commander?"
He was answered with silence.
After a while, He Yan raised her head and looked far away from the city gate tower.
In the desolate desert, only the silver-white crescent moon quietly hung in the night sky.
"No." She raised the corner of her mouth slightly. It was as if she saw another person through the crescent moon.
"I know, he's here."
The sound of crows came from afar. The cold night wind blew the torches like stars. The young female general stood up and patted the shoulder of the person beside her. "Let's go back early. There's still a tough battle to fight tomorrow."
She turned and left.
Ji Region had been raining for days. The rainwater washed away the mud and blood on the ground. If not for the scattered weapons and corpses, Bing wouldn't be able to tell that there had just been a fierce battle.
In the tent, a man dressed in hemp clothes looked at the general sitting in the tent. He was shocked and angry. "Yan Nanguang, you don't want to live anymore!"
His last white robe was not spared from the fate of being cut into strips of cloth. From then on, he wore the hemp clothes of a commoner and walked through the Yan Family army camp. Today, the Lin Family young master no longer had his elegant demeanor. Twenty hours a day, twenty hours a day, his face was dirty and his hands were stained with blood.
The battle was getting more and more tense by the day. There were more and more injured soldiers. There were not enough military doctors. And he was the most powerful one here. He was also the one who made people feel at ease.
But today, only Lin Shuanghe knew how uneasy he was.
Yan He did not pay any attention to him. He only frowned as he counted the results of last night's battle. Last night, the Yan Army had defeated the Wutuo people. They had killed ten thousand enemies and seized over a thousand horses. This was a good thing worthy of celebration.
"Yan Nanguang, did you hear what I said!" Lin Shuanghe said anxiously.
"I heard you." Yan He replied impatiently.
"Then do you know that you are in danger now!" Lin Shuanghe lowered his voice. "You will lose your life!"
That day, Yan He acted and saved the father of two children from the hands of the Wutuo people. However, he was injured by the Wutuo people who had secretly shot him. Although his vital organs were not injured, only his arm was pierced. However, the other party had originally come for him, and the arrow was smeared with poison.
Lin Shuanghe could not detoxify the poison.
On the battlefield, there were no herbs for him to slowly develop an antidote.
The poison was spreading day by day. If he did not find an antidote soon, Yan He would die. But he had been killing and fighting for the past few days. The poison on his wound had spread faster and deeper. It made Lin Shuanghe's heart jump. If Yan He could temporarily put aside the battle, the poison would spread slower and he might be able to last longer. But now, if this continued, maybe … he would not be able to wait until he returned to Shuo Jing.
"Have you developed an antidote?" Yan He frowned and asked.
Lin Shuanghe was startled. He replied dejectedly, "No."
"Since you are going to die, why do you care so much?" Yan He said disapprovingly.
He did not seem to care at all. It was as if he was talking about someone else's life. He did not even feel worried. Lin Shuanghe asked, "Do you really want to continue like this?"
"Lin Shuanghe, this is a battlefield." Yan He's voice was solemn. "Recently, we have been receiving good news. The Uto's morale has been greatly damaged. If this continues, we will be able to take back Ji County very soon. At this time, we have to strike while the iron is hot. If we don't take them down when their morale is at its peak, it will be difficult to wait for such an opportunity in the future. On the battlefield, there is no time to rest. "
Lin Shuanghe closed his eyes.
He knew that Yan He was right. What he said was the truth. However, as a medical practitioner, he knew that if this continued, there might be a slim chance of survival, but it would become impossible.
"You have to know …" He spoke with difficulty. "If you continue like this and don't rest, at most … three months."
"Three months." Yan He said, "Then we will finish this battle within three months."
Until now, he was still thinking about the outcome of this battle. Lin Shuanghe could not help but say, "Even if you don't care, don't you think about Chengxiu? Yan Nanguang, your child is still waiting for you to return! "
Yan He's fingers trembled slightly, but his expression remained normal. He said nonchalantly, "Since you know, then hurry up and create an antidote for me. Otherwise, what's the use of having you here? Since you are a godly doctor, do you only know how to treat women and not men? "
If it was any other time, Lin Shuanghe would have stepped forward to argue with someone who questioned his medical skills. But now, he only looked at Yan He. He suddenly understood that even if this person knew that he only had one day to live, he would use this last day to be a good commander.
On the battlefield, he was not Xia Chengxiu's husband, nor was he Yan Muxia's father. He was the leader of the Yan Army, the general of Da Wei. That was all.
"I understand." Lin Shuanghe looked at him deeply. "I will do my best."
He turned and walked out. In front of the table, Yan He raised his eyes and looked at Lin Shuanghe's back. Suddenly, he vomited a ball of black blood.
The poison would not only cause him to lose his life, it would also cause him to suffer. But this could not be revealed in front of others. The Yan Army needed a backbone. Before they won this battle, he could never fall.
Yan He casually pulled a cloth from the side and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. His painful expression disappeared and his gaze landed on the defensive map in front of him again.
Three months … …
He had to end this battle quickly.
In the academy, on the green lotus leaves in the pond, pink buds started to appear. Dragonflies swept across the water, their glass-like wings creating a faint ripple.
After the beginning of summer, the days became longer. The wind also brought with it warm sunlight.
In the afternoon, in the academy, the sun was just right. The youths sat down and dozed off. Good times were always exceptionally long.
Someone ran in from outside with joy and excitement. He jumped onto the table in one breath and said: "Good news, good news, Marquis Wu An, the Fuyue Army led by Master He, has taken back Jiuchuan and defeated the Wutao bandits — —"
The originally dull afternoon was instantly awakened by this news.
"Really? They took back Jiuchuan so quickly? "
"It's true, the news has already spread outside! I just came back from outside. "
"That Marquis Wu An is very powerful. The Four Great Generals sent out their troops separately, but the Fuyue Army led by a woman was the first to take down a city."
"So what if she is a woman? Wasn't the original leader of the Fuyue Army, General Feihong, also a woman? I think Marquis Wu An is also a heroine. Who knows, maybe when she returns to the capital, the Emperor will give her a high ranking official. In the future, she will be the Wu An General! "
In the corner of the academy, the youth who was sitting there was stunned. When he heard this news, he still couldn't believe it.
He Yan won? He took back Jiuchuan?
Just as he was thinking, a group of people suddenly surrounded him.
"He Yunsheng, your sister is so powerful. She achieved merit so quickly! I think your He Family will only soar up in the future. "
"Hey, hey, hey, Brother He, Brother He, from today onwards, we are good brothers. When you become successful in the future, don't forget to help this little brother."
"Bah! All of you were talking behind Master He's back. All of you are relying on Military Governor Xiao and don't have any ability. Now, all of you are slapping your faces! That Master He went to Jiuchuan by himself, but he was able to send back the news before Generals Yan, Military Governor Xiao, and Huwei General. It can be seen that he is truly capable. "
"Yes, yes, yes, he is truly capable. I have eyes but failed to recognize Mount Tai. Brother Yunsheng, Brother Yunsheng …"
He Yunsheng was surrounded by people, but he wasn't blinded by the enthusiastic compliments of his classmates. There was only one thought in his mind. He Yan won, and she was safe …
The youth slightly turned his head, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up. In his heart, he thought, 'At least she kept her promise this time.'
The pomegranate tree in Xiao Mansion became the best place to hide from the sun during summer.
The yellow dog was lying under the tree, lazily squinting its eyes. Qing Mei added water to its water tank and wiped the sweat from its forehead. Just as she was about to return to her room, a shadow suddenly jumped in from outside and said cheerfully, "Sister Qing Mei, Sister Qing Mei!"
Qing Mei was startled. When she saw Bai Guo running over like a gust of wind, she hurriedly supported her. "What's the matter? Why are you so happy? "
"I just went outside and heard the people outside saying that Second Young Madame won the battle and led the Fuyue Army to take back Jiuchuan! Qing Mei, Second Young Madame has done a great deed! "
Er Mao was also infected by Bai Guo's excitement. He jumped up and ran two circles around Bai Guo.
Bai Rongwei was supported by a maidservant as she walked over. She couldn't hide the surprise in her voice. "Really?"
"It's true." Bai Guo happily said, "They say that Second Young Madame is very powerful. Although it's the first time she led an army alone, she has won many battles and took back Jiuchuan so quickly. This servant heard that when Second Young Madame comes back, the Emperor will definitely reward her handsomely! Who knows, maybe we'll have another general in our mansion! "
Bai Rongwei was amused by her words and said angrily, "You really know how to talk." She then shook her head and smiled. "The reward for the meritorious service is not important. As long as A He is safe, everyone will be happy."
Her lower abdomen was gradually bulging, but because of the war at the border, Xiao Rubi was also very busy every day. When Bai Rongwei was alone, she couldn't help but worry about Xiao Jue and He Yan. If the two of them were in the same place, it would be fine. They could take care of each other, but they were in opposite directions. Xiao Jue was fine because she was always on the battlefield. The Nan Fu Army was also led by Xiao Zhongwu, but He Yan was different. It was her first time leading an army. Not everyone in the Fuyue Army was convinced. She was also a woman, so there were many inconveniences. Bai Rongwei's heart was broken. Now, she could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
"I think it won't be long before Uncle He returns." Bai Rongwei smiled and said, "If he knows that A He has won a battle, he will be very happy."
Ever since He Yan and Xiao Jue left the capital, Bai Rongwei and Xiao Jing went to He Sui's house more frequently. First, the house that Xiao Jue bought for them was close to the Xiao family. It was only a street away, so it was convenient for them to come and go. Second, Bai Rongwei thought that if she, as the sister-in-law, was so worried, He Sui, as the father, would be even more worried. He Yunsheng was also a seventeen or eighteen year old youth. In the end, he wasn't as caring as his daughter. Xiao Zhongwu and his wife had passed away early. He Sui was He Yan's father, so he was their father. Therefore, the husband and wife often went to talk to He Sui to relieve his boredom. This in-law was more harmonious than the other families in the capital.
"Eldest Young Master will be back soon," Bai Guo chirped, "Furen, since today is a happy occasion, this servant will go to the kitchen to make some good dishes. Let's treat it as a celebration!"
"Okay," Bai Rongwei smiled and said, "Qing Mei, you should also go to the He Family. Tonight, call Uncle He and Yunsheng to eat together."
Qing Mei heard this and revealed a big smile, "Okay, this servant will go now."
In the palace, in the imperial study, Zhaokang Emperor looked at the memorial in front of him and couldn't help but reveal a gratified smile.
Since he ascended the throne, this was probably the happiest thing.
The chamberlain saw the expression on the emperor's face and said, "The Empress Dowager came this morning. Your Majesty is busy with government affairs. It is already late."
Zhaokang Emperor stood up and said, "Zhen will go see Muhou."
In Qinglan Palace, Concubine Lan, who should be the Empress Dowager now, was leaning on a soft couch and reading. Although she was already the Empress Dowager, she didn't move out of the palace. Her actions were the same as before.
"Muhou." Zhaokang Emperor approached and called out.
The Empress Dowager put down the scroll in her hand and looked at the person in front of her. She smiled slightly, "Your Majesty seems to be in a good mood today. Are you happy because of the victory in Jiuchuan?"
In front of his mother, Emperor Zhaokang finally revealed his true feelings. He smiled and said, "Of course, I didn't think that the Wu 'an Marquis would be so valiant. Compared to Yan He, Xiao Huaijin, he was the first to take down a city!"
Although he originally gave the military power to He Yan, most of it was for the sake of Xiao Jue. As for He Yan's ability, he had only heard about it from others. He didn't know how good she was at leading troops in battle. Now, the news of victory made him feel relieved. This woman was more outstanding than he had imagined.
"It seems that Your Majesty still underestimated her. You didn't think that Marquis Wu An could really gallop on the battlefield." The Empress Dowager understood.
Zhaokang Emperor was a little embarrassed, "Zhen just didn't expect that there would be a second woman like General Feihong in this world."
Back then, "General Feihong" was already one in ten thousand. It was a pity that such a talent had fallen. Now, such a lucky general had appeared. Who wouldn't say that the Heavens were blessing the Da Wei?
"Aijia has already told you," the Empress Dowager said softly, "Don't underestimate women. There are millions of women in Da Wei. You don't know that there will be a third and a fourth General Feihong."
"Imperial Mother is right."
"Marquis Wu An is a pure and honest person. Such a good official can only be found by chance. Since Your Majesty has met her, you must recruit her. This time, she took back Jiuchuan and made a great contribution. The He Family doesn't have any background. Has Your Majesty thought about how to reward Marquis Wu An? "
Hearing this, Zhaokang Emperor smiled and said, "Imperial Mother doesn't need to worry about this. Zhen has already thought about it. When she returns to the court, Zhen will bestow her the title of a true general. From then on, she will leave her mark in the history of Da Wei. "
Just like General Feihong.
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