Chapter five hundred and eighty fifth only waiting for spring
There are still some days before the New Year's Eve. Standing in the Shuzhou Palace, looking at the mountain peaks outside the city, they are already covered with snow, as thick as the makeup on a flower girl's face.
"General Xu has been awake for the past two days. Doctor Chen, who performed the acupuncture, slept tiredly all day and night." Sun Xun, who returned to Chengdu, read the information sent carefully.
In order to do this job well, he has been putting in a lot of effort recently, and even followed a few other kids to rush into the school to learn how to read.
Not only Xu Mu, but also Jia Zhou next to him breathed a sigh of relief.
"Sun Xun, I will send some people later to transport the medicinal herbs sent by Shangguan Shu to the Yaolu first. In addition, several large river fish presented by Wang Shenzhi will also be sent to let Divine Doctor Chen replenish his body."
"I have the order." Sun Xun ran out in a hurry.
"My lord, Longbow is a born stranger and will surely survive the disaster."
"As Wen Long said."
Xu Mu didn't expect that this little god who was born to be hesitant would stop here. A person like this who changed his destiny against the will of heaven should do something bigger.
"Wenlong, what's going on with Chai Zong?"
Chai Zong had already led his troops to Dingzhou before, and now, like Chao Yi, he was regarded as a rare soldier to attack Liang in the coming year.
"Xin'er came here earlier. My lord, please be at ease. Chai Zong was originally from Dingzhou, and he was on good terms with Lu Xiu. There was nothing wrong with him. He was just pretending to be a Dingzhou army to help fight against the horse bandits. Although he suffered losses in the battle,
It’s not much, let’s just train troops.”
Lu Xiu, after Li Rucheng's death, became the largest general in Dingzhou. He did not become a facilitator, nor did he become king. He could be regarded as a loyal border general. He insisted on following the arrangements left by Li Rucheng and guarded the Dingzhou border.
, to stop the barbarians and horse bandits.
Of course, if the three states of Liangdi were conquered and connected to Dingzhou, not only Dingzhou but also Lu Xiu, Xu Mu would definitely have him under his command.
"There is nothing happening on Chai Zong's side, but Laizhou's side has started to make big moves."
"The false emperor Fang Ru? What is he going to do?"
Recently, due to the Gong Dog incident, the information on Night Owl has been handed over to Jia Zhou.
"It was said before that Fang Ru was eclectic, treated generously with the state gifts of Jing Dynasty, and appointed a military general."
"Yan's surname?"
Xu Mu heard about this matter from Shangguan Shu.
"It's Yan, and his full name seems to be Yan Song. He's nearly eighty years old, and I can't even guess how Fang Ru dared to do so. I heard that this person is a bit mysterious, and his face is infected with herpes. With a picture
The tiger mask covers the face."
"However, this Yan Song's body, judging from Night Owl's intelligence, seems to be unyielding and still very tough. As soon as he took office, he wrote to Fang Ru to reform, and the 140,000 puppet emperor's army got rid of the old, weak and sick
There are only more than 70,000 young and strong soldiers left. In this way, the food problem of the two states of the puppet emperor has been improved."
"In addition, this Yan Song also persuaded Fang Ru to establish a 'Business Order' to welcome many large and small merchants with low state taxes."
"He is a man who has a good army and simple administration." Xu Mu frowned.
"He is indeed a character. But I don't understand...why such a character would live under the false emperor."
Not only Jia Zhou couldn't figure it out, but Xu Mu couldn't figure it out either.
"Yan Song also has a son who is also skilled in military skills. Next year, Zuo Shiren's battle may not be so easy to fight. The 20,000 Lingzhou army chasing the hundreds of thousands Jingguo army at the beginning is probably not
Not again."
Xu Mu nodded. Even now, the struggle for hegemony in normal troubled times has just begun. After you sing, it will be our turn. In the future, he will have to face rising forces and figures one after another.
"There is another letter...not from Ye Xiao, but from Hezhou. Lian Yong sent someone to deliver it to Shuzhou himself."
"I don't know if it was a friendly letter or information, so I didn't open it and left it with the Lord."
Jia Zhou took out a letter from his sleeve and handed it to Xu Mu.
"On the surface, Lian Yong is the general on the border of King Yuzhou. But in his heart, he also regards his lord as a companion."
Xu Mu took the letter, opened it, and read it for a while, feeling a little sad in his heart.
After a lot of nostalgia, the letter only mentioned a few words. It was probably near winter this year, and I was extremely weak. I feared that I wouldn't be able to live for long.
No better than the rich man who sleeps in Wenwen Township. At the same age, Lian Yong spent his whole life in the army and suffered countless injuries, both overt and covert. He is already in his twilight years.
Once Lian Yong dies, Uncle Chang may change to another person. But no matter what, if another person changes, he will not be like Lian Yong, standing at the top of the city with white hair and a pestle, guarding the rivers and mountains of the Central Plains.
"As I said before, once the young marquis left, he regarded the master as a companion."
"Wenlong, I understand."
The meaning of this letter is not only to reminisce about the past, but also to remind Xu Mu not to forget about the incident at Beidi.
"Lord, what did you say in the letter?"
"Lian Yong's letter said that he was old and feeble, and he was afraid that he wouldn't live much longer. He also said that there was something wrong with Beidi's quiet life in the past two years, and that there might be a conspiracy."
"We can investigate the matter in Beidi more carefully. As for the veteran Lian Yong, if not, my lord can write a letter to the King of Yuzhou, asking Lian Yong to come to Shuzhou to take care of himself."
Xu Mu sighed, "The King of Yuzhou may agree, but Lian will never enter Shu. I am familiar with him and know his temper. There are only two ways for him to be a soldier in his life. One is to die in battle at the border, and the other is to die in battle at the border.
The first is to kill the Beidi people...otherwise, he will not leave and will always stay in the Hezhou Pass."
"My Lord, heroes emerge from troubled times."
"Who says it isn't?"
"As long as spring comes, my lord's army will conquer the cold, and it will be a heroic battle."
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In Liangzhou, Dong Wen, who had been hungover for two days, finally walked out of the palace. He led his people and rushed to the largest horse farm near Liangzhou City.
With the bridgehead of the second city, it is a foregone conclusion that the Shu people will conquer Liang next year.
If you want to defeat the Shu people, the biggest chance of victory is to use Liangqi to charge into the Shu army in an encounter on flat terrain.
"My lord, this is not a steed, but a foal. If it is used for battle early, I'm afraid it won't be able to grow strong."
"Don't ask, let's gelding them first and using them as war horses. We'll keep them for another winter and it's almost done." Standing on the frosty snow, Dong Wen said coldly.
In the horse farm, the old official from the horse administration department accompanying him suddenly screamed in shock.
"Lord, in this kind of weather, you cannot use water gelding. You can only use fire gelding. I'm afraid the horse will die from the pain."
"If you can't care about it, then use fire."
"Go quickly."
In the horse farm, several grooms quickly lit up the charcoal, then put on the iron, and slowly heated it to red. After a while, they brought in the first frightened half-sized stallion. After the two of them held it down, another person fetched it.
Wooden plywood, clamp down with bulging eyes——
"Quick, burn, burn off the spermatic cord!"
The red-hot iron was placed somewhere under the horse's belly, making it sizzling and smoking.
The half-grown horse began to neigh loudly in the smoke.
Dong Wen had no expression on his face and turned his head to look into the distance. The sceneries of Liangzhou in front of him were shrouded in a snowy fog, and even though his eyes were exhausted, he couldn't see anything clearly.