The reborn general girl is the emperor

Chapter 168 Northwest Reinforcement
Before Ma Zhian recovered from the previous blow, he heard Yan Qing's words, and immediately knelt down to plead guilty: "The last general dare not!"

Yan Qing put away his sword and said to Lin Jianghai, "3 horses, we will leave tomorrow."

"it is good."

Lin Jianghai responded, took another look at Ma Zhi'an, quickly followed Yan Qing, and whispered to her, "Young general, you should have revealed it earlier, why bother to threaten him once? This man is a little arrogant, But he is not a bad person. Besides, he is the commander-in-chief of the Northern Xinjiang garrison. If you embarrass him like this, the people in Northern Xinjiang will inevitably complain about you."

Yan Qing cast a glance at Ma Zhian, who was still in shock and hadn't recovered, and said to Lin Jianghai: "Some people take hard things but not soft ones. If you can't make him feel lingering fears and fears, since I have Shang Fang in hand, he will He may not obey me. The situation in Xijiang is critical, and I don't have time to spend with him."

When Lin Jianghai thought about Ma Zhian's usual temper, he immediately felt that Yan Qing's move was just right.

But he soon became confused again: "Little general, how do you know about the old horse's temper? Have you investigated him?"

survey?

Yan Qing lowered his eyes, suppressing the cold light in his eyes.

She had indeed investigated Ma Zhian in her previous life. After the investigation, the first thing she did after arriving in Northern Xinjiang was to chop off his head!

Ma Zhian was honest when he was the commander-in-chief of the Northern Xinjiang Garrison of the Northwest Joint Defense Battalion, but after he was promoted and transferred to the side of Zhenbei Marquis Guo Youning as a deputy general, his mind was broken.

As the deputy general next to Guo Youning, in charge of security in Yangcheng, Ma Zhian took advantage of this convenience to deal with Xueyuan merchants and help them smuggle snow stone powder.

Later, when Guo Youning fell into a bitter battle in Mocheng, he refused to respond to Guo Youning's repeated requests for help, and refused to send troops.

Just because Guo Youning has only one daughter and no successor, and as Guo Youning's lieutenant general, he is the most likely person who will take over the military power in Northern Xinjiang after Guo Youning's death!
So in the previous life, after arriving in Northern Xinjiang, Yan Qing directly beheaded Ma Zhian, took control of the military power in Yangcheng, and went north for reinforcements according to the imperial decree of the new emperor Wen Zhemao personally appointing the Northern Xinjiang Defense Envoy.

But he didn't think he was one step too late, and only took back Mocheng, which was occupied by Xueyuan.

If beheading Ma Zhi'an now would arouse the dissatisfaction of the Northern Xinjiang garrison, she definitely would not have let him go so easily!

It's just that the most important thing right now is the war in the western borders. As for Ma Zhian, keeping him in the Northwest United Defense Battalion, which has little oil and water, can be regarded as making the best use of everything.

Thinking of this, Yan Qing asked Lin Jianghai's question without answering, "According to your judgment, how long will it take from the northwest to Tahrir?"

Seeing that Yan Qing didn't want to talk about this matter, Lin Jianghai had no choice but to give up. After thinking for a while, he gave a vague answer: "Tariel's letter for help was sent in mid-February, but it didn't arrive until yesterday. Riding alone in a hurry It still takes one month, but the march of 3 people will take at least one and a half months."

"too long."

Yan Qing frowned, "Isn't there a closer way?"

"The road from Er County is the shortest, but there is still snow and storms raging in the tidal flats and Gobi at this time. If you are not careful, you may get lost in the desert. The only way is to go along the Xiangzhang River."

Lin Jianghai shook his head, "You also know that the ice on the Xiangzhang River has started to melt at this point, so boats can't sail, and horses can't even walk, so they can only go by land along the river. How wide is the road? It's too much for five people walking together. Crowded, coupled with the heavy snow that has not cleared, it is more difficult for people to walk, and there are carts and horses pulling axle loads and grain, the journey will inevitably be slowed down."

"Give up the axle load and grain, and pack lightly."

As soon as Yan Qing heard that Lin Jianghai was still planning to pull up the axle load, he immediately dismissed his idea, "What we need now is speed and manpower, and the axle load can be raised in Moxi City."

When Lin Jianghai heard this, he thought that there seemed to be no problem, so he nodded and told his adjutant to take the matter down.

After leading Yan Qing to the guest tent to rest, Lin Jianghai went non-stop to arrange reinforcements.

Passing by the main tent, Lin Jianghai did not forget to pull Ma Zhian who was still doubting his life.

If the people in northern Xinjiang want to be transferred, Ma Zhian still needs to speak up.

In the early morning of the next day, Yan Qing stood on the counting platform, looked at the soldiers in armor and armor under the stage, and listened to Lin Jianghai's explanation: "Considering that we are more familiar with the western border, so the 3 people Seventeen thousand are from Xijiang. The people who lead the army are also old acquaintances you have met before, little general."

"Thanks for your hard work."

Yan Qing sincerely talked with Lin Jianghai.

There are only 2 people in the joint defense camp in Xijiang, and Lin Jianghai directly transferred [-] people, which means that the rest of the people in the joint defense camp are basically from northern Xinjiang and are not under his control.

If he had any conflict with Ma Zhian, it would be extremely disadvantageous.

But Lin Jianghai did it anyway, besides saying that people from Xijiang were more familiar with the terrain of Xijiang, he was also thinking about Yan Qing.

Yan Qing was familiar with even the generals, which ensured that Yan Qing's orders would receive the greatest response from the support army.

However, Yan Qing transferred troops with Yujian Shangfang according to the Western Xinjiang transfer order, which is not a conventional transfer order between the two Xinjiang. In addition, Lin Jianghai, who dispatched troops for him, will also be held accountable.

In light cases, he will be suspended from his job, and in severe cases, he may be imprisoned.

Lin Jianghai smiled disapprovingly, and said: "The last general can only do so much, and the rest is up to you, young general. You must not let Lord Hou and his blood flow in vain!"

Yan Qing's black eyes were deep, and he said: "It must be to ask Xirong's thieves to scrape off two or three taels of flesh."

Lin Jianghai chuckled: "Then I'll wait for the little general to lead the army to triumph and bring back the brothers from the joint defense battalion."

"must."

Yan Qing responded, and said to the generals under the platform, "Let's go!"

*
In mid-April, the city gate of Tahrir was breached. Meng Shulan, Yin Qiu, and Shang Ming each led the remaining remnants of the army. Taking advantage of the complex terrain in Tahrir, they fought street battles with Wen Zhemao's troops.

For five consecutive days, Wen Zhemao's army suffered heavy losses.

Wen Zhemao, who was sitting high in the main hall of Marshal Tahrir's mansion, listened to the people below constantly reporting casualties, his face was as black as a pot.

"A bunch of trash!"

Wen Zhemao raised his hand and smashed the teacup at hand, staring at the kneeling person with a dark look, "10 people attacked the city, and only half of them were beaten by [-] to [-] recruits, and even now they haven't been able to capture the enemy's general. , what use does this king want you trash?!"

The people below trembled and did not dare to make a sound, but someone jokingly said behind Wen Zhemao: "It's not normal for the trash to produce trash naturally?"

Wen Zhemao stared sullenly at the person who came out from behind the curtain, with murderous intent in his eyes: "Mashaduo, don't think you are Princess Xirong, this king dare not do anything to you!"

(End of this chapter)