Xiao Ruxun was a little puzzled. The general was mighty?
The man on the left immediately said to the man on the right, "Quickly go and tell Madam that the general has woken up!"
The man on the right immediately nodded, stood up, and ran away. The man on the left stood up and looked at Xiao Ruxun. That gaze was very familiar to Xiao Ruxun. It was an expression of excitement and worship.
Madam, General, these ancient titles … Could it be that I really traveled through time and space to the 20th year of Wanli? And became the brilliant character Xiao Ruxun in the Ningxia campaign?
"General, you have finally woken up. We were all very worried about you. But don't worry, after the general returned to the army, the rebel army has already retreated!"
The young man opened his mouth and said something that made Xiao Ruxun scratch his head in confusion.
Returned to the army? The rebel army retreated?
Connecting this to the previous wound, it was not difficult for Xiao Ruxun to deduce what had happened. This General Xiao Ruxun should have led the army to defeat the enemy, but he had also been injured, so he was lying in the room recuperating. Xiao Ruxun remembered very clearly that Pinglu Castle in the Ningxia campaign was known as an iron castle. It was the only castle in Hexi that had not been breached. Before the Ming Army counterattacked, it was the only military stronghold in Hexi. It had attracted the attention of a large number of Bo Bai's rebel army and successfully reduced the pressure on Wei Xuezeng's counterattack plan.
Although his memory was not very deep, Xiao Ruxun quickly remembered that now, the Ming Dynasty was in the era of Wanli's three major campaigns. The Ningxia campaign, the Korea campaign, and the Bozhou campaign were the three most glorious victories in the later part of the Ming Dynasty. They were also the masterpiece of the Ming Army. Subsequently, the Saer Hu campaign in Wanli's later years destroyed the prestige and elite of the Ming Army that had been accumulated in the three major campaigns.
The Ningxia campaign was one of the earliest campaigns, and they faced the rebel army in Ningxia Town. The leader was Bo Bai, a Mongolian noble who had once joined the Ming Dynasty. After he retired from his official post, he rebelled against the Daming and gathered his troops to attack Ningxia and Hexi, causing the entire Shaanxi province to tremble. The Ningxia campaign did not last long, and the intensity was not high. It could not compare to the Korea campaign, but to the northwest, it was already a rather serious rebellion.
The Daming Army formed a defense system that surrounded the Great Wall, and Ningxia Town was an important part of it. Right now, Ningxia Town had almost fallen, and a gap had been opened in the defense system of the nine borders. It could not be said to be not serious. If Bo Bai colluded with the Mongolians to invade the south, the Daming Army's defense system would collapse on its own, and the Mongolian cavaliers would quickly head south, break through the nine borders, and enter the interior.
At that time, the situation would go out of control!
The situation was incredibly critical!
His memories were not very clear, but Xiao Ruxun knew very clearly that the rebellion did not threaten the overall situation of the Ming Dynasty, and it was far from the extent where the entire country had to mobilize their forces. The number of soldiers they used was only tens of thousands. Compared to the hundreds of thousands of soldiers they used in the Korea campaign, the intensity of the rebellion was rather low, but the impact was still great. If Bo Bai successfully contacted the Mongolian nobles to invade the south, the situation would go out of control.
Xiao Ruxun still remembered that after the tangled warfare of the Jiajing era, both sides were exhausted. By the Longqing era, the Ming Dynasty and the Mongolian nobles had negotiated a peace treaty and opened up trade. Both sides had repaired their relationship, and there were no major battles at the border like there were during the Jiajing era. Overall, the situation was relatively stable. If such a big thing had happened during the Jiajing era, it would have become a major battle that would mobilize the entire country. At that time, the Mongolian nobles had already pulled their main soldiers away from the Ming and Mongolian borders to avoid a major battle. A small number of Mongolian nobles were wandering nearby to trade.
But now, Xiao Ruxun's situation, if it was accurate, was that he was alone in a city. The surrounding Ming Army strongholds had either been defeated or surrendered. The 47 forts of the Ming Army west of the Yellow River had all fallen, leaving only Pinglu City. The rebel army was preparing to cross the Yellow River south to attack. At the same time, they sent out a troop to clean up Pinglu City. The commander of this troop was probably Tu Wenxiu. Later, Tu Wenxiu was defeated, so he was replaced by Bo Bai's adopted son, Bo Yun. Bo Yun used to be a fierce general in Ningxia. He followed Bo Bai and made many military achievements. Xiao Ruxun used to lure and kill Bo Yun and defend the city to enter the eyes of Emperor Wanli. Later, he was transferred to the capital to become the commander of the Shenji Battalion.
But now, he had inexplicably replaced Xiao Ruxun and became the new Xiao Ruxun. Of course, he was Xiao Ruxun, but not this Xiao Ruxun …
After pausing for a while, Xiao Ruxun had a plan in mind.
"You … go in and put the letter on my desk into the envelope and take it out."
Xiao Ruxun hesitated for a while and gave the order to the soldier in front of him.
The soldier immediately nodded. "Yes, Sir!"
Then, he immediately entered the study and quickly ran out with a letter in his hand. Xiao Ruxun took the letter and looked at it. Then, he stuffed the letter back into the envelope. "Do you know what is written on it?"
The soldier was stunned for a moment and shook his head. "General, I can't read."
This time, it was Xiao Ruxun's turn to be stunned. Then, he smiled bitterly. He remembered that this was the Ming Dynasty. Not to mention how low the literacy rate was, but as long as one was literate, how could he still be a small soldier? So, he changed his words. "You are my personal guard, so you are trustworthy. Go to the army and choose a few reliable people. Ride on fast horses and cross the Yellow River. Go to the Flower Horse Pond and find the Governor of the Three Borders, Wei Xuezeng. I want you to see Wei Zhitai with your own eyes. Then, pass this letter to him and ask him to quickly send reinforcements … Oh right, what day is today?"
The soldier was excited for a moment and took the letter. Then, he showed a puzzled expression. "The fifth of the third month. General, the enemy army has already retreated. Why do you need reinforcements? General, are you planning to counterattack? "
Xiao Ruxun shook his head. "We only defeated a small division. The enemy army is powerful. After being defeated for a while, they will not be satisfied. They will definitely send another army to attack. Pinglu City is already isolated. If there are no reinforcements, I am afraid it will be difficult to resist the enemy army. This letter is very important. You must quickly pass it to Wei Zhitai."
The soldier was excited. He nodded his head and shouted, "Yes, Sir!" Then, he ran away. Xiao Ruxun counted the days. It was the fifth of the third month. At this time, Wei Xuezeng should be mobilizing his troops and moving closer to the Yellow River. He was preparing to stop Bo Bai's rebel army from crossing the Yellow River. Pinglu City was important to divert the enemy's attention and make it impossible for them to cross the Yellow River. It must not be lost.
Xiao Ruxun clenched his fists. Then, he suddenly froze. Why, why did he give the order so naturally?
This was the Daming, this was Ningxia, this was Pinglu City. And he was not a member of the Daming. At this moment, who was he fighting for? Who was he risking his life for?
"I am a wise general. Naturally, I will fight for the Daming!"
Such a voice suddenly rang in his ears. Xiao Ruxun was shocked. He looked around but did not see anyone.
Was that voice just now an illusion?
His heart was beating fast. Xiao Ruxun put his hand on his chest and felt the strong heartbeat. Ba-thump, ba-thump, ba-thump …
After a long time, Xiao Ruxun lowered his eyes. He breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.
Most likely, the previous one had already died in battle, and she herself had died at the same time. Hence, she had traveled through time and space and attached herself to this body. And that sentence just now, was probably the last obsession of the previous Xiao Ruxun?
The world was really mysterious. There were too many unsolved mysteries, and there were also too many unexplainable mysteries. However, these were not the most important things. What was important was that people lived, no matter where they lived, it didn't matter if they lived well or not. Previously, when he was fighting with zombies, he had fantasized about traveling through time and space, returning to a peaceful era and living an ordinary and comfortable life. Although it was far from peace now, at least he was facing people.
There was still tomorrow, hope, civilization, companions, and a stable world. Compared to the previous apocalypse, the Daming was simply heaven. Even the battlefield gave Xiao Ruxun a sense of warmth.
In March, spring had just arrived at the northern frontier fortress. Although it was afternoon and the wind was still chilly, Xiao Ruxun did not feel cold at all. An intense joy was about to burst out of his chest, causing his entire being to be excited. It was an even more intense surprise than surviving a disaster, and an even more intense joy than coming back from the dead!
In the post-apocalyptic world, there were many who were filled with pessimism and despair. Xiao Ruxun forced himself to look towards the future, firmly believing that humans could defeat the virus, reclaim their civilization, and walk towards the future anew. However, in the dead of night, when he was alone, the confusion, worry, and deep despair for the future would still engulf his entire chest.
As a leader, he had to bring hope to people, but as a human, he hid his despair deep in his heart. More than once, he wanted to end his life, but for the sake of more than 30,000 creatures and the remaining hope in his heart to return to civilization, he persevered. However, this did not mean that he must believe that humans could take back what belonged to them. The heavy pressure was like a hundred thousand mountains, almost crushing the last pillar of support in his heart! He almost suffered from schizophrenia!
But it was different here! This was the world of humans, the era of civilization! There was no need to worry about bloodthirsty zombies and terrible viruses. There was no need to start from scratch. There was no need to worry that the closest comrades around him would be infected by the virus and have to kill them. There was no need to worry that one day the virus would spread beyond control.
Perhaps, this was the reward from God for his 13 years of hard work?
If so … thank you! I will cherish this time, cherish this life, cherish everything that I have!
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