The reborn general girl is the emperor

Chapter 162
In the early morning of the next day, Yan Qingchao was urged to dress up, but he never had the opportunity to do morning exercises.

In the ancestral hall of the Qin family, there are more than 20 people crowded together with the wives and ladies who are friends with the Qin family, and sisters-in-law and sisters who are close relatives of the three clans. They smile and congratulate Mrs. Qin and Yan Qin.

At the beginning of the ceremony, four young girls in solemn but simple attire walked to the middle hall step by step to the sound of ceremony and music.

Apart from Yan Qing, there are three other girls who are close relatives of the Qin family who are performing the ceremony today.

As soon as the several families got together, they settled in one place, which was both lively and trouble-free.

After the ceremony officer sang the lyrics, he tapped the clear spring with willow branches to get rid of the filth, and then a blessed and prestigious old lady came forward to give hairpins to the four young girls.

The hairpin for Yan Qing was Mrs. Qin.

Unlike other wives who combed the most popular hairstyles for other girls, Mrs. Qin only made a bunch of long hair for Yan Qing, tied it with a crown like a man's crown, and fixed it with a hairpin.

The wives and ladies on the side were discussing in low voices, but Mrs. Qin felt that this was the most suitable for Yan Qing.

Her good grandson is a heroine who is not inferior to men, so he should go to the court and the battlefield, where all the men are fighting for a space, how can he be trapped in the backyard of the deep house and bury this life?
Yan Qing was also surprised when he saw Mrs. Qin pulling her hair for herself in the mirror, but she saw Mrs. Qin smiling and asking her: "How is it? Grandma's handicraft is not bad?"

Looking at Mrs. Qin who was smiling like a child begging for reward in the mirror, Yan Qing also smiled back sincerely, and was about to speak, but someone rushed in through the door.

Everyone followed the prestige, and saw Hong Zhuang standing at the door with a dignified expression, holding a letter in his hand: "General, urgent report from the frontier."

Yan Qing's expression sank, and he was about to get up, but he caught a glimpse of Mrs. Qin, who was full of hair, and stopped for a moment.

Seeing this, Mrs. Qin lovingly helped her up, patted her hand lightly, and said, "Go."

Yan Qing's eyes darkened even further, he took a step back, gave a big gift to Mrs. Qin and Yan Qin's each, got up and left the ancestral hall with red makeup.

Taking the letter paper from Hongzhuang's hand, Yan Qing read the contents of the letter at a glance, his face sinking like water.

The Northland has been closed since the end of January, news from the outside can't come in, and news from inside can't get out.

The weather had gotten warmer recently, and the road into the mountain was barely feasible. The Anbu, who was deployed outside, sent the news in immediately, but it still took a long time for the letter to reach Yan Qing.

What Yan Qing got at this time was the news from two months ago.

As early as two months ago, at the beginning of the first lunar month, when Wanjia was celebrating the New Year, civil unrest broke out in the Zhanghuai area.

The displaced victims, because they were not resettled in time, were hungry and cold, and were instigated by the Qiang Kingdom. Under the organization of the remaining bandits in Yuhuai, they attacked the local government and the officers and soldiers who were carrying out disaster relief.

At the same time, the Jiangmen government rebelled and confronted Wen Zhehan.

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the Lantern Festival, when the river lanterns first came on, the streets were full of lanterns, and people talked and laughed to celebrate, Wen Zhehan sent troops to attack Jiangmen.

This year, in the whole of southern Xinjiang, there are no lanterns, colorful flags and laughter, but only devastation and wailing.

At the same time, the Yan family army led by Meng Shulan used Yuhuai City as a base to quell the civil unrest and stabilize the surrounding areas, and attacked Jiangmen with Wen Zhehan back and forth.

On the 29th day of the first lunar month, when Yan Qing first stepped into the territory of Beidi, Jiangmen was broken.

However, the rogue bandits colluded with the Qiang state to occupy Huailin City and defend it.

The troops of the Southwest United Defense Battalion going to Huailin and Gulou Townships were ambushed and suffered a disastrous defeat, with less than one-tenth of the survivors.

The Blind forest changed, and the miasma poison spread rapidly to the edge of the Blind Forest. The defense line of the Southwest United Defense Battalion was forced to move back.

At the beginning of February, a large number of troops suddenly appeared in Nanchuanzhou, and the personnel were mixed. It was suspected that some Western soldiers were wearing the armor of the Qiang soldiers and mixed them.

In mid-February, the Yacheng defense line discovered the Xirong Army, and found traces of the anti-king Wen Zhemao in it.

After Meng Shulan and Wen Zhehan teamed up to take Jiangmen, they rushed back to Xijiang to take charge of the overall situation. Now they are confronting the Qiang people in Nanchuanzhou and the Xirong people outside Yacheng.

Looking at the news one by one, the worst ending that Yan Qing and Meng Shulan had expected at the beginning finally appeared.

Under Wen Zhemao's disruption, Xirong made a comeback in the name of seeking justice for Prince Wu'an; the Qiang Kingdom attached itself to Xirong, took the opportunity to occupy part of the southwest area, and intended to expand eastward.

Without hesitation, Yan Qing and Hong Zhuang rushed to the Northwest Joint Defense Battalion day and night, ready to send troops south for reinforcements at any time.

In Tahrir in the western Xinjiang, Meng Shulan was discussing with several generals about how to retreat from the enemy, so he opened the tent with the wind and entered.

"Your Highness, Ya City is urgent!"

Quickly submit the battle report with the wind.

Meng Shulan glanced quickly, passed the battle report to several generals, and said in a deep voice: "First, the flood in Zhanghuai consumed food, grass, money and manpower from all over the country, and then civil unrest, which consumed troops. Now there is another military chaos, and the enemy is coming prepared. We Fang hastily responded to the battle, and a long-term confrontation is extremely detrimental to our army. It should be a quick battle."

"Do you generals have a good strategy?"

Meng Shulan asked the veterans around.

Several veterans all showed embarrassment.

One of them even said bluntly: "Marshal, it's not that I waited to increase the enemy's momentum and destroy my own prestige. In fact, it was the previous battle with Xi Rong that consumed most of the troops in Xijiang, and the Southwest sent many people out. The remaining veterans are less than five There are [-] recruits, but there are still [-] recruits. But the recruits have been trained for less than a year, and if they are sent to the battlefield now, that is to send them to die!"

"We don't know that this battle will be at the disadvantage of our army, but we are short of manpower, lack of money and food, even if we have three heads and six arms, we are talented, and it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice. It is really difficult to win a quick battle."

Another person added, causing a sigh.

After a while, one person suddenly said: "Your Highness, I have a plan."

Meng Shulan frowned slightly, and asked, "Master Yin, please tell me."

Yin Zhiming, the supervisor of the army, immediately came forward to offer advice: "Look, the western border is a desert from the city of Ya, and the opponent will definitely not set up troops here. It will definitely not be easy for the two to join hands with Xirong in the west."

"Now we are short of manpower, but the defensive forces here are not necessary. From the point of view of my humble minister, it is better to withdraw the troops defending here and reinforce Yacheng, which can just relieve the danger of Yacheng."

"Bullshit!"

As soon as Yin Zhiming finished speaking, an angry voice interrupted him, and at the same time said to Meng Shulan, "Marshal, the troops of Glo Gobi must not be withdrawn! The Glo Gobi defense line and the Yacheng defense line complement each other. If the Gobi is lost, not only Ya City will be hard to protect, but if the enemy troops attack from the Gobi and cross the unguarded Geluo Gobi, they will drive straight into the hinterland of Western Xinjiang! This plan is definitely not feasible!"

(End of this chapter)