In the short and embarrassing embarrassment, the lonely star is unknown. The long night comes again. The night in Shule City is still prosperous.

With the order of Shule's ruler to send troops to Jia Huan, all preparations for the expedition in the city were in full swing.

In the study room of the government office, there was a big light. Jia Huan was writing a letter with a wolf's pen in front of the desk. A hot tea was already cold.

It has been about thirteen years since he came here! Including his experience in his past thirty years, he has been 40 or 50 years of experience. However, what did he feel when the governor bears the lives of millions of people and is under his heart?

And tomorrow he will lead an army of 20,000 to fight the Naren City where the Throne Shiren is.

In his previous life, he was just a corporate manager, who knew some management knowledge and had hundreds of years of knowledge beyond this era. However, due to military talent, he was still a layman.

This was not what he was worried about. He would recall Chen Qian from Tocharo. However, the famous generals in all battles also had their defeats. He didn't know if he would win this time?

At this moment, he was in a state of great emotion: he was injured for Guo Wei's death, worried about the situation in Beiting, and the anger of the enemy!

What a feeling of powerlessness!

Hearing that Baye Gu Xiaode was massacred, this person was still jumping around in Beiting; listening to Yuhua being coveted by others and trapped in Samarkand; looking at Guo Wei being killed in the letter, the Uzbeks were so arrogant!

When can I: be ambitious to eat the meat of the barbarians and laugh at the thirsty and drink the blood of the Huns?

At the same time, he had too many ambitions in Shule and too many things were not launched and promoted. He served as an official and benefited the country. He also had education! However, time was urgent! He was about to set an expedition!

How to sweep this complicated, obscure and stalemate situation?

After Jia Huan finished writing a letter to Chen Qian and Pang Ze, before replying to Governor Qi's letter, he wrote a letter to his beautiful wife Baochai who was far away in Jinling and confides.

When he came to this era, on the eve of his imminent war, he would still think of the beautiful and splendid women engraved in his life. He must return to Jinling alive. They were watching and waiting for him.

"Sister, Guo Wei's affairs are sighing in my heart. I always think of a poem: A glass of wine in the spring breeze of peaches and plums, a ten-year lantern in the night rain in the rivers and lakes..."

Jia Huan's pen tip is circulating and his handwriting is formed.

The maid Xiaoqing came in from outside the door with a teapot, added water and charcoal to Jia Huan, and said gently: "Third Master, it's late at night, it's time for you to rest. You'll have to get up early tomorrow."

Jia Huan looked at the gentle maid and said gently: "Xiaoqing, you go to bed first. My letter has not been finished yet."

Jia Huan made a decision in his heart when he sent the beautiful maid away.

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The morning light comes through the window, and after the light rain, the city of Shule becomes even colder and biting.

In front of the mirror, Xiaoqing served Jia Huan wearing official uniforms, tied his jade belt with his identity symbol, and said softly: "Third Master, all your luggage is ready. Leave it to Qian Huai and the others to load it on the carriage. The maid is not convenient to send it out. I wish the third master a victory as soon as possible."

Jia Huan nodded gently and said to Xiaoqing who bowed her head and said, "I left a letter to you on the desk. You can take it apart after I leave."

These words made Xiaoqing look up in surprise.

Jia Huan smiled but did not explain. He stepped out of the residence. Qian Huai was waiting outside the Chuhuamen Gate and followed him up and walked towards the government office.

When he came to the Western Regions, Xiaoqing had served by his side for a year. He had no idea to accept her. Now he was about to leave Shule, and his fate with master and servant was over. It was not that he thought that Xiaoqing had once despised her as a beautiful concubine.

In terms of reason, he could not give her any future. He had too many people in his family. In terms of feeling, a beauty who had no energy and no energy was like chewing wax for him.

In the second halls of Shule Government Office, more than a dozen civil and military officials of Shule were there, all in their official uniforms. When they saw Jia Huan coming in, they bowed and said, "I have met Jia Envoy."

Jia Huan stretched out his hand and said, "I will leave Shule. You should be diligent in the affairs of the king and perform their duties."

He entrusted Shule's daily military and political affairs to Jie Gan, Hu Nai, and Qin Hongtu. He decided on major events naturally.

Xie Gan and others said some blessings and sent Jia Huan and his party out of the government office.

Outside the gate of the government office, one hundred personal soldiers of Jia Huan were waiting outside the door. Jia Huan stepped on the stirrups, turned over the horse, and bowed to everyone on the back of the horse, "Go!"

Qian Huai, Hu Xiaosi, Yang Dayan and others rushed to follow.

In the eastern section of the main street of Shule City, 20,000 troops coming out of the barracks were following the horns, with drums sounded, and stepped out of Shule and heading to the battlefield.

Jia Huan sent 50,000 troops to expedition to Tocharo. Later, Zhang Sishui was ordered to conquer 20,000 new soldiers. The population of Shule area was about 2 million. With a ratio of ten out of one army, another 20,000 troops were completely within the scope of endurance.

Jia Huan raised 20,000 troops to the north this time, leaving 5,000 Dunhuang troops, and 5,000 new soldiers guarded Shule everywhere.

The people outside Shule City looked at the troops that kept coming out of the city like streams, then merged into rivers, and then gathered into the sea. The 20,000 troops, the fiery red cotton coats, and the flags reflected the entire grassland red. Knives and guns were like forests.

How can a man who has not castrated his blood? When he sees this scene, he will feel excited and proud.

A man who conquers the bed can only be called a horse. A man who conquers the battlefield should be called a real man!

Jia Huan, with his personal guards, gathered in this red ocean and marched north!

He rode on the horse and looked at the autumn yellow Shule, leaving the Tianshan Pass.

Looking at the history of China, how many outstanding people have appeared on the battlefield and in the magnificent wave of history? However, how many people will be remembered? Without a big victory, it is not enough to leave its name in history! Without a victorious, it is not enough to write history!

He sent off his maid to go to war with the determination to die and clear Hu Chen.

He will not go back to Shule!

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On August 18, after traveling hundreds of miles, Jia Huan led his army to capture Naren City. The war started to burn in the area of ​​Suye Town!

Three thousand thunder cavalry were used to carry cavalry, which was vulnerable. Zhang Sishui took down the small town with a new army equipped with flintlock rifles.

The setting sun in the evening shines on the low, blue-gray city walls. In August outside the border, the weather is cold and the northern geese in the sky are cut off.

A large number of thunder cavalry and squeezing on the Zhenzhu River, they were driven away from their homes by the Zhou army. Jia Huan was in charge of the cleaning matter in the former general's mansion in the city.

Jia Huan would not expand his new army of 20,000 people (a mob) to attack Fengde Khan in Shuye City!

He will wait here for Shen Qian to lead the Tochari army. When defending the city, he will naturally clear out all the Tuqi Shi people to avoid the leakage of information from the Zhou army. He is not an executioner and will not slaughter the city.

While Jia Huan was dealing with the government affairs in the city in the lobby, a minor official under Liu Yichen came with a businessman and replied: "Encourt, this businessman in Tuqishi claims to be a friend of Guo's leader of the Guo family's caravan."

"Take him in."

Jia Huan sat behind the desk and looked at a middle-aged man who was brought in. He was short and strong, with a big waist and a round waist and a fur hat.

"Do you know Mr. Guo?"

"I have seen Jia Jun!" Harchenko shook his chest and saluted, and replied, "Yes. Brother Guo was killed by the Uzbeks in the city of Thundersay. I feel deeply saddened. I can also understand Jia Jun's mood. However, this land in Naren City was made by us, and Jia Jun cannot drive us out of our homeland. This is not done by the benevolent."

"Your?" Jia Huantuzhi glanced coldly and asked back.
Chapter completed!