Red Mansion Soldiers

Chapter 16 Going out of the mountains, heading north!
It took Jia Hun another three days to walk out of the Karakorum Mountains and reach its southern foot.

At the same time, a new problem posed in front of their eyes.

"Should we continue to go south on the mountain road, or go north to the plains and go east all the way to fight all the way?"

It was another night, and the chief officers of all the troops gathered in Jia Hun's big tent.

"General, I don't think we can go on mountain roads anymore. It's almost late October, and winter is coming on the plateau. To put it bluntly, if we're not careful, we might freeze to death in the mountains." Shi Yuanxiu, as the team leader Deputy, speak first.

"But what if someone sees Beishang? As long as one of them escapes and goes back to report, so that they are prepared, it will be over for you and my brother." Liu Yu was a little worried.

"Then what if it snows again? It's not always good luck to find a shelter from the wind!" Liu Li disagreed with continuing to drill the cave.

While everyone was arguing, Jia Hun looked at the suggested map drawn by Chaganbari and Aser, but turned on his own real-time map in his mind.

This thing still has its uses.

Recalling the route of Junggar Khan's big plan to attack Lhazang Khan he had seen, Jia Hun made up his mind.

"Shut up!" Jia Hun's deep voice reached everyone's ears, and they also knew that the Lord General had made a decision.

"I decided to go north to the plains, all the way to the east, and run thousands of miles!"

Shi Yuanxiu and others should be.

"Of course, just to be on the safe side, from tomorrow onwards, in order to avoid unnecessary troubles, the whole army will be out day and night. That's fine, let's go prepare."

The chiefs and generals of the various ministries also left Jia Hun's camp and rushed back to their respective camps.

It was finally quiet in the tent.

Jia Hun lay down in the sleeping bag, and began to reflect on himself after a long absence.

Before in the mountains, I really didn't have the mind to think, and I just focused on the road. Now that the most difficult road has been walked, the rest is desperate.

I am still too idealistic, and I believe too much in my plug-in. This thing is really useful in the Western Regions, but it is not so practical when it enters a place with shelter.Thanks to having a guide who is familiar with the route, if you still go on a rampage with cheats like in the Western Regions, it will be over.

In future wars, you must have a guide!
The scene of Aser looking firmly at himself again appeared in his mind, and Jia Hun got out of the sleeping bag and walked to the folding table, full of thoughts.

I want to make this surprise attack into a play!

As for sleeping, what kind of sleep should I do? Anyway, I will act tomorrow night, and it will not be too late to sleep until dawn.

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Night falls.

Jia Hun is doing the final inspection.Since you are going to be out at night, you have to pay attention to things that you don't care about during the day.

Although he has given his subordinates as much meat as possible and can see things clearly at night, there is another problem that cannot be ignored.

Left behind.

Accidentally fell during the day, or the cows and horses are uncomfortable with the supplies and need to tidy up. These are all allowed to withdraw from the team to tidy up, as long as they catch up with the broken water in time. Sneak in secretly, dare not light torches, this way, the probability of catching up with the team is greatly reduced.It's easy to get lost.

Jia Hun took out the thin rope that he had prepared earlier.

Before going to the plateau, Jia Hun prepared a lot of thin ropes.

Everyone tied the ropes tightly around their arms, and the soldiers had no objections, just like what the chief general Jia Hun said, listen to people's advice and eat enough.

Especially when it comes to matters of life and wealth.

Jia Hun was going to try it out for one night.

I really can't think of another way.

Aser and Chaganbari led the way, following Jia Hun in the lead.

The whole army was tied together, and it was a bit uncomfortable at first, but after walking for a while, these skilled killers also figured out the rules, and walked more and more steadily.

As for the laggards, those who were tripped were directly pulled up by the front and rear teammates with the rope. As for the supplies carried by the cattle and horses, it probably took longer to sort them out today, so there has been no rearrangement for the time being.

After walking all night without any risk, all the Heshuote outposts he found were destroyed by Yebushou who climbed up the mountain.

According to Aser, there are sufficient supplies in the sentry post, and it looks like they have just changed shifts. It is estimated that the next shift will be in about half a month.

Another good news.

A surprise attack is all about surprise, the sooner it is discovered, the better.

Therefore, in the worst case, there are at most ten days left for Jia Hun.

Ten days later, he will face the interception and killing of Heshuote's left behind troops.

We must rush to the plains as soon as possible, otherwise fighting in the mountains will be too disadvantageous, and the Heshuot and Tubo people are not familiar with fighting in the mountains.

The night passed like that.

Before dawn, all Ye Bu Shou came back.

The farthest reached ten miles away, and the guard posts within ten miles were all solved.

Jia Hun found a col and camped to rest.

The method of tying it up works well, so let's leave it at that.

Jia just believes that there is a better way, but he has no time to try other methods. As long as the vast majority of people can successfully get out of the mountains and reach the plains, then don't make any changes.

After briefly recording today's marching log under the rising sun, Jia Hun got into his sleeping bag and began to rest.

Jia Hun's nerves were tense all night, afraid that something might go wrong.

To be reasonable, it was also the first time for me to walk at night in the mountains.

Starting from Dihua, along the way, the lives of the remaining [-] soldiers were all on Jia Hun's shoulders, and there was no room for carelessness.

I've really grown a lot along the way.

. . . . . .

Rongguo Mansion East Courtyard.

Mrs. Xing is discussing Jia Lian's marriage with Jia She.

"My lord, now that Lian'er is grown up, she is about to get married. I think Sister Feng of the Wang family is the best girl. She is the eldest daughter of the Wang family and an old relative who knows everything. The lintel is the county uncle of Jianguo. , can be regarded as high door.

The most important thing is that Lao Tzu, who died young, had the fame of Juzi, and he was regarded as a civil servant, and the match between civil and military was just right.

The concubine really thinks that Sister Feng and Lian'er are a good match! " Mrs. Xing pinched the shoulder of the elder, and put forward her own idea.

The old man disdains.

"Good match? I think you are dazzled by Sister Feng's dowry?"

Is it true that Jia She has no eyeliner in Rongxitang?
Rongxitang's father, a servant girl who served the old lady personally, was his long-term follower.As soon as something happened in Rongxitang, he would know it quickly.

As the real owner of Rongguo Mansion, he is not as downcast as in the original book.

Mrs. Tai's dowry body and the private house of Rong Guozhong Wugong Jia Yuan are all in his hands.

Don't live too happily.

Mrs. Xing was a little anxious when she heard that.

"What is the master talking about? I am sorry to see you. Although the concubine is just a continuation, the concubine has been married for several years. Although it is not painstaking, she has carefully taught Lian'er, right?

The concubine's status as a stepmother is placed here. If you are too close, you will be said to be harboring evil intentions, and if you are too far away, you will be said to be abusing your son-in-law. You know how the concubine has treated Lian'er these years. That little money will settle Lian'er's marriage?The concubine really thinks that Sister Feng and Lian'er are a good match! "

"Oh, is it really as you said?" Jia She looked at Mrs. Xing playfully.

Mrs. Xing had a bad premonition, but the atmosphere was here.

"Yes, my concubine is not greedy for Sister Feng's dowry of a few taels of silver!"

Jia Amnesty opened his mouth and spoke in a mocking manner.

"Then Cheng is the legitimate daughter of the Wang family anyway, and she knows her roots and background, and she is barely worthy of Lian'er, so that's her."

Mrs. Xing was about to laugh out loud.

"I see that you have been working hard during this time, running to Rongxi Hall all day long. If this is the case, after Sister Feng gets married, she will be in charge of the big house."

As soon as the words fell, Jia Amnesty stood up and went out without giving Madam Xing a chance to speak.

Mrs. Xing really wanted to go back to the past and poke out that stubborn self.

I have only been married into the Rongguo Mansion for less than three years here, so the foundation cannot be said to be deep-rooted, but it can also be called crumbling.

Wang Shanbao's family can use his own dowry with peace of mind, and whether he can be a housekeeper depends entirely on Jia Amnesty's mouth.

Now it's all right, the housekeeper's power is gone, and there is no excuse to cry to his daughter-in-law and ask for some money.

However, Mrs. Xing still adjusted her status.

No matter what, let's welcome the golden dog...ah no, let's talk about it after the daughter-in-law enters the door. After entering the door left and right, I can't run away. The future will be long.

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Jia She wandered aimlessly around the mansion.

Seeing the withered and yellow leaves in the yard, I lamented the passage of time.

As if Zhang died of illness yesterday, I was crying unconsciously in front of her bed.

Today, Mrs. Zhang and her only blood are also talking about marriage.

Jia Amnesty knew that it would be wrong to blame Jia Lian for his wife's death, but only in this way could he have someone to vent his pain on, and relieve his pain of losing his wife. He was very clear about his son's grievances these years. But do not intend to change.

The eldest son, Jia Hun, had to fight for the rest of his life to obtain the title. The eldest son died young, and his fortune was poor, and he had no blessings. The youngest son, Jia Cong, could not surpass Jia Lian to claim the title.

So, the title is left to you, what's wrong with being wronged?
How many people want to suffer but have not yet had this way!
Speaking of kids.

I also have four boys and one girl.

The eldest son, Jia Hun, fought for the country. Since he was his first offspring and was very promising, he gave himself a lot of face, so besides the former eldest son, he was his favorite.

It's a pity that the eldest son Jia Hu died young, and the second son Jia Lian seemed to have nothing to do in this life. Inheriting the title was the best way out for him.

As for the concubine's second son, Jia Cong, he was too young to see anything.

The only daughter is weak and weak, and with his elder brother watching over her, she will have a good life in this life.

A person who has failed like himself has both sons and daughters.

Jia Amnesty laughed at himself.

That coup changed the fate of too many people.

Many brothers who grew up together in the East Palace either died or went their separate ways.

The only ones who can get together often are the ones who fled the battle, and they are like a party prison, with their future ruined.

I can only be an old playboy at home, slowly wearing away my previous ambitions.

There were more and more fallen leaves on the road, Jia She was startled, and raised his head to look at the yard in front of him.

Rikain.

The place where his father raised him was also the place where he nursed his grandchildren and enjoyed family happiness.

Jia She ordered to open the courtyard door left and right.

After the death of his father Jia Daishan, he ordered it to be sealed up.

So except that there are fallen leaves everywhere and the room is full of dust, it is exactly the same as the last time I came here.

Under the old willow tree on one side of the main hall, there is a set of stone locks randomly placed, and half a set of weapon racks are placed on the other side, only a few weapons are placed.

Knife, spear, axe, whip, mace, club, lance, mace and a pair of short spears.

Jia Amnesty looked amused.

They are all smaller weapons.

The stone locks and weapons on both sides are specially made by the old father for his eldest son to practice martial arts.One of the great joys of the old father when he became an official and honored father was watching his grandson practice martial arts.

Jia Amnesty himself had no talent for martial arts, and he had exhausted all his energy with a Yanling knife and a long spear. Even the long spear was only a show, and the only thing he could do well was the sword.

The father turned around and began to train the next generation.

Jia Amnesty picked up the small knife placed on the weapon rack. It was one size smaller than the standard long knife, but heavier than the standard long knife, and it was full of rust.

This is for Brother Hui to practice his strength, and he has never sharpened his blade.

Jia Amnesty suddenly became interested and started to play, but because the sleeves were too big, they almost got entangled and hurt himself.

Shaking his head and putting down the knife, memories flooded his mind.

I also want to show my hand in front of my son and enjoy the adoring eyes of my son.

It's a pity that something went wrong, he didn't play well with the knife, the old father was so angry that he picked up the spike and wanted to hit himself, the elder Jia Hun hugged the old man's waist tightly and told him to run quickly, but he clearly laughed the loudest all happy.

The old man's face was full of nostalgia and happiness.

"Master, the old lady is looking for you." A voice from behind interrupted his thoughts.

"Got it, let's go."

Alas, Hun'er, Daddy misses you so much.

(End of this chapter)