General He, the two supervisors, and General Jiang, who stayed behind to guard the three cities, came to Bi Chun's camp. Bi Chun was a reserve soldier and was only temporarily under his command, so he had never been as tame as the other generals.
Last night, there was another food shortage in Bi Chun's camp. This General He only cared about his own people eating and drinking, but he didn't care about him. If it wasn't for Yang Yicheng's generosity in providing food, his soldiers would still be hungry. Because of this, he had a grudge in his heart and his expression was cold when he saw General He.
General He didn't care and inspected the defense of the camp. Just as he was about to go to Sun Dazhong's camp, scouts from the army had already caught up to Bi Chun's camp. General He had just left Bi Chun's big tent and received an urgent military report. He returned and opened the document under the light.
The military report was sent from the military headquarters. After reading the urgent military report, General He passed the letter to the generals. He paced back and forth in the big tent, his face uncertain and full of annoyance.
It turned out that this time, the Tatar little prince Bayan Meng had gathered a total of 20,000 troops from various tribes to wreak havoc at more than ten relay stations along the border. He wanted to plunder supplies to make up for the losses caused by the heavy snow and cold winter and get through this winter smoothly. In terms of strategy, he didn't intend to fight a protracted war. In fact, since Emperor Chengzu of the Ming Dynasty attacked the Tatars and Walla five times, the foreign tribes outside the Great Wall had yet to recover. They didn't have the strength to really attack cities and pillage strongholds.
After the Fire Beacon sent the message, several of Ming Destiny's armies moved out. Huai Lai's army was the last to arrive because the road was blocked by the heavy snow. As for the other two armies, before the Tatars could take Zhuolu, the army of the Stone Horse Camp on the northern side had arrived. The enemy had about 5,000 troops, but they only plundered a few villages along the way before fleeing in panic. Halfway through, they were ambushed by the guerrilla general Ge Wei and suffered heavy losses. There were only 3,000 troops left. The northern army could be said to have won the first battle and made the first contribution.
Prince Bayan Meng personally led 10,000 Tatar cavalry to attack Chi County and took down three small cities. The southern army of General Wei Guang and the guerrilla general Yang Family Long and Chi County Garrison Wang Chengxian also had 10,000 troops. There were victories and defeats and they were in a stalemate.
But in the wee hours of this morning, the Little Prince's army split into two groups and suddenly retreated. General Wei Guang led his army in hot pursuit. One group fled to the north, while the other group had already escaped to an unknown location. The Zongbing sent a letter asking General He to coordinate with the armies on the left and right to recover the relay stations that had fallen into enemy hands.
Although General Yong Ning protected Chicken Station, he was far behind his two colleagues. He also understood the enemy's intentions. was. He also understood the enemy's intention. was, and knew the enemy did not had any intention. He also knew the Tatars. and were, and Tailed Wei. Yi Yi, were Wei, Yi, and Wei.
After reading the military letter, Imperial Messenger Ye's expression turned ugly. He was afraid of being criticized and said, "Our army has just arrived and do not know the enemy's situation. It is not wrong to be cautious. Now that we know the enemy does not have the intention to prolong the battle, we will find the enemy tomorrow and take the initiative to fight!"
Eunuch Liu nodded and said, "Today our army did not pursue. The Tatars do not know our army and may not be able to escape far. Tomorrow, we will catch them off guard and achieve great success."
Bi Chun thought for a moment and said, "General Daren, Army Supervisor Daren, the Tatars are better at fighting in the field than our army. Moreover, the Zhuolu and Chi County routes have two guerrilla generals. Our army does not have the advantage in numbers and there are many mountain roads ahead. It is not good for a large army to pursue. I think …"
Imperial Messenger Ye interrupted him and said, "Now the enemy's situation is clear, we should seize the opportunity to pursue and attack, so that the Tatars will not dare to underestimate our Ming Destiny's military power. General Bi said so, are you afraid of battle?"
Bi Chun's triangular eyes rolled, his heart was filled with anger. He took a deep breath, his face was ashen and did not say a word, but in his heart he was cursing, "When father wanted to seize the opportunity to pursue and attack, you said father was greedy for merit and was advancing rashly. Now that I don't want to pursue, you say I am afraid of battle.
Jiang Bin remembered the letter mentioning that among the two fleeing armies in Chi County, there were about five thousand men who had disappeared; he could not help but was moved. But then he remembered that if the Tatars wanted to escape, they should have escaped to the north; there was absolutely no reason for them to run to the east and throw away their lives. Therefore, he swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue.
General He cast a glance at Bi Chun and said with a smile, "City Secretary Bi came from the south, he does not know the geography, he does not know the enemy's situation, we cannot blame him. The mountain roads are indeed difficult to traverse, but precisely because the mountain roads are difficult to traverse, the Tatars' cavalry cannot display their full strength. My subordinates are all local people, they are familiar with the terrain here. When the army sets out tomorrow, my men and horses will be the vanguard. "
Bi Chun laughed coldly and did not say anything; he knew that the Tatars had retreated, so he wanted his own men to seize the military merit. General He did not pay attention to his expression, he rubbed his palms together and immediately sent a message to summon all the commanders to Bi Chun's barracks to discuss the deployment of the troops tomorrow.
Yang Ling returned to the post office and temporarily stayed in the room that Deputy Ma used for his daily work. The room was not big, the outer hall was very small, but there was a plaque hanging above the desk. In the back was a small temporary resting room, a kang took up two-thirds of the space. Inside the kang was a row of heavy pear wood cabinets.
Ever since Yang Ling came to this world, this was the first time he had slept alone. Tonight there was no Han Youniang by his side, propping up her fragrant cheeks as she lay on the edge of the kang and chatted with him. Unexpectedly, he felt empty and could not fall asleep. Yang Ling could not help but smile bitterly. This little girl, she actually had such a magical power. Unknowingly, she had actually controlled his emotions, making him feel like a little boy in love, swaying between gains and losses.
Once he thought of Young-niang, his body felt warm and his heart was as sweet as honey. Ever since the last kiss, that little girl seemed to have tasted the sweetness. Although she did not dare to take the initiative to ask for a kiss, when she got on the kang, she no longer immediately burrowed into the blanket and wrapped herself up so that only her hair was exposed. She always lay on the edge of the kang, blinking her large black grape-like eyes and smiling at him.
That little girl, she did not know that just by revealing her shoulder that was wearing a coarse cloth undergarment, her tender and pure appearance, like a shy little flower, already contained boundless attraction. The heavens have pity on him, Yang Ling already felt that he could turn into a moonlit night werewolf at any time.
Yang Ling was becoming less and less confident in his own control. He did not know what he was still holding on for. Young-niang's beautiful figure had already filled his heart. Selfishly speaking, his feelings towards Young-niang had changed from the initial pity and love to the current deep love. He had become the great guide to her happiness, and the thought of sending her into someone else's embrace had long since been thrown out of his mind.
But to possess her, to make Young-niang completely his own, he was also becoming more and more afraid. Because of his initial hesitation, he felt that he had already wasted too much time, and did not know how much time he had left to live. This was like a gambler, when he only had a little bit of capital left in his hand, the strong feeling of loss and gain would make him not dare to easily place his last bet.
Shaking his head, he shook away that sour and sweet feeling, and casually pulled open a cabinet. After Ma Yicheng's death, his set of keys had also been handed over to Yang Ling. In the afternoon, when Yang Ling came here to work, he even made a fool of himself. There were four cabinets on the kang, and each of them was locked with a strange copper lock.
They were shaped like a dog, a horse, a shrimp, and a fish. Yang Ling spent a lot of effort before he was able to open the lock for the copper dog and the copper horse. As for the copper shrimp lock, even if he bent the key, he still couldn't open it. He could only, with a red face, call in a low-ranking official to help him. It turned out that the shrimp lock was not twisted, but hooked outwards.
The last fish lock, according to the low-ranking official, was because the fish would not rest in peace at night. Even when they slept, they would open their eyes. Thus, using a fish lock meant that they were always on guard. This must be the cabinet where the official kept the most important documents. This lock was also quite strange. The key was inserted into the right hole, and after twisting it, it had to be pushed inwards before it could be opened.
At that time, Yang Ling had hurriedly found the seal, stamped a few urgent documents, and then ran back to the mourning hall. This cabinet was also not locked. At this time, he casually pulled open the copper fish lock cabinet, only to see that the letters inside had already been opened. Next to the wax seal was a strange fish.
Yang Ling pulled the kang table closer, flicked on the wick of the vegetable oil lamp, and hurriedly skimmed through the letters under the light of the lamp. After only flipping through a few letters, Yang Ling realized that this must be information from the Imperial Bodyguard system.
The information not only contained the private affairs of the officials, but also the customs of the people, and even the harvest of the land, the weather, and so on. It could be said that there were all kinds of information.
Yang Ling did not expect that the Imperial Bodyguard's information network was so large, and the direction of collecting information was not only the loyalty of the officials. If such a large information network was used well, then the ruler of the imperial court of Ming Destiny could obtain the most detailed and real first-hand information in all aspects. How important this was for governing the country. Unfortunately, it seemed that he had not heard of any Ming Dynasty Imperial Bodyguard doing any good things.
Casually flipping through the pages, Yang Ling paused in shock as he held a letter from half a month ago. The letter explained that the heavy snow outside the pass had not stopped this winter, and that many of the tribes' cattle and sheep had frozen to death. Some of the smaller tribes had already lost their ability to survive, and the frequent communication between the various tribes could be detrimental to the Great Ming Dynasty.
Yang Ling looked at this letter and smiled bitterly. It was a pity that these secret agents who were ordered to lurk in the foreign land and work for their lives. Perhaps all kinds of information from all over the country had been gathered in the capital, and the higher-ups of the Imperial Bodyguard only cared about the things that they were interested in, and most of the information was put on the shelf and no one cared about it. If there were competent officials who had paid attention to this information, would the disaster be less for the people in the border town?
After sighing for a long time, Yang Ling suddenly burst into laughter. He was just a small post official, and he was here worrying about the country and the people. What impact could he have on this huge empire? Instead of biting off more than he could chew, it was better to be down-to-earth, take care of the people he loved, and do his part. Was the wheel of history something that he could push?
The next morning, it snowed again. Yang Ling stood in the corridor with his sleeves rolled up, admiring the flying snow. At that time, the snow was whiter than in the future, and the snowflakes were also large, floating in front of him, crystal clear at first glance. Yang Ling stretched out a hand and took a few falling snowflakes. The snowflakes melted in his hand, and it was too fast for him to see their beauty clearly.
Yang Ling sighed regretfully. Just as he shook off the snow water in his palm, a delicate voice sounded at the end of the corridor, "Husband!"
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