Chapter 394
After Xie Zhan sorted out some of the disturbing factors of this battle in his mind, he immediately arranged for people to deliver news to two places, one was the next part of Xie's family, and the other was a secret letter to Emperor Mu Andi.

In his opinion, water far away cannot quench thirst, and the nearest Xie family trilogy station will make some efforts to supplement follow-up food and grass.The purpose of writing to Emperor Mu Andi was not to find out what was going on right now, but to get Zuo Min to continue to prepare food and grass for assistance. After all, according to the food and grass he planned before departure, the conditions on the spot were much more difficult than expected. Too much risk is not enough.

The preparations for the war are imminent, Xie Zhan will deliberately suppress his worries about whether the wedding in March can be held normally, and don't think about it, don't want to think about it, let alone dare to think about it.

Since then, Xie Zhan has concentrated all his energy on the current battle layout and devoted himself to the war.

But his devotion was unexpectedly interrupted by an event that seemed small but was actually extremely important.

In this season, the strong wind from the north kept whistling, like a blade, mercilessly pulling on the soldiers' exposed skin one by one.

Rao is that Daliang experienced a round of snowstorm and bitter cold not long ago. Rao is usually a solution to extreme weather during training. However, when the war suddenly broke out, people were not allowed to prepare in advance, and they were not given much time to deal with it. In an environment where saliva can turn into ice in a short while, it will inevitably make the soldiers from the south feel very uncomfortable.

In the previous rounds of battles with the Great Zhou army, the Five Soldiers had already consumed several rounds of supplies, among which the things to keep out the cold consumed the most. After the Xie Family Trilogy and the Five Soldiers were compiled together, leather hats, leather gloves and other supplies were distributed. There is a dilemma of too many monks and too little food.

Under such circumstances, according to the principle that the first to charge first gets the supplies first, the many soldiers who were scheduled to be the last to go into battle still had to practice as usual, so they had to endure the pain and shiver in the icy cold wind. countless.In addition, the grievances caused by the uneven distribution and private fights between dissatisfied sergeants made the morale, which was already not exciting enough, even more chaotic and depressed.

Hearing the report from the Military Supplies Department, Xie Zhan cursed Zuo Min and those scourges in his heart, and immediately called everyone to discuss how to deal with it.

Xie Zhan looked serious, "Many soldiers fell in the camp before going out. The military medical department is already busy, and there is still an unhealthy trend of internal strife in the army. This situation is urgent and cannot be delayed. Can you solve this problem?" Method?"

A veteran who had worked under Fu Yiwen and stationed in the frontier for many years said: "There is no way, there is a large grassland in the north of Jingzhou, and the animal husbandry is also developed. As long as you buy fur at a high price at any cost, someone will definitely actively sell the cow and sheep skin. Bring it."

Another colleague echoed: "That's exactly the case. It was winter when my subordinate accompanied General Fu to march to Badong County and Jianping County. I remember that the urgent need was solved by collecting furs there."

The governor of Jingzhou, who was dispatched by the central court, also agreed: "Nowadays, a large number of people are fleeing south. Being able to deal with these livestock that cannot be taken away has solved their troubles. They will also slaughter cattle and sheep just to buy fur. It’s better to directly collect whole cattle and sheep to supplement the army rations.”

After gaining hope, everyone glanced at Xie Zhan's face, annoyed: "The question is... where does the money come from?"

Where does the money come from.

In just four words, it seems concise and to the point.The so-called "money can make ghosts turn the millstone" is so reasonable.In the final analysis, fighting is about money. Whichever side is more powerful will have more confidence, and they will be less afraid of spending it with the other side.

The discussion paused, and everyone focused on Xie Zhan's face, waiting for the leader to issue orders.

The atmosphere was silent for a while.

Xie Zhan remained calm, looking down and thinking.

It sounds like money is the crux of the matter, but it isn't.

These few people didn't know who the object of fur collection was, but everyone present knew that the people who had the ability to occupy a large amount of grassland and raise a considerable number of cattle and sheep were nothing more than local families in Jingzhou.And the relationship between the families is inextricably linked. Behind the Jingzhou family, it is impossible to say that it is related to the family in Jiankang City, Kyoto.They were scruples about having Xie's family behind them, so they spoke in a secretive way.

Xie Zhan didn't speak first, but raised his black eyes and focused his gaze on Kang Wang Chen Yu.

As an imperial family, Chen Yu didn't have a good impression of the aristocratic family. Although he knew that Xie Zhan had some actions in the court, but this time, if Emperor Mu Andi hadn't arranged for him to be called the deputy general, he would actually be the supervisor of the army. He won't change his opinion of the patriarch of this family. After getting along with him for several days, he has a bit of admiration for him right now.

With Xie Zhan's attention, Chen Yu thought for a moment, and said euphemistically: "In the face of a national crisis, the situation is urgent, it is better to ask the local family for help."

As soon as Chen Yu finished speaking, Xie Zhan made a final decision: "King Kang is right. In the face of national crisis, my Xie family has provided [-] soldiers, and I hope that other aristocratic families can cooperate. I ordered Lucheng County and the three cities to the south to immediately blockade the city. If there is a family fleeing, the fur, clothing, and food will be handed over before they can be released. If there is disobedience, report back and forth to me."

After the meeting was over, the big tent of the young but majestic leader came out. Several old and new generals looked at each other, somewhat surprised and sighed.

They were surprised that the leader of the first army was using his status as the head of the family to threaten other aristocratic families; It may be very difficult to solve the problem of material shortage, and only with a special status like Xie Zhan, setting an example by setting an example, can the aristocratic families in several cities be obedient.

Not bad as everyone expected.

Several aristocratic families in the city did not buy into the account of the soldiers guarding the city at first. Even after King Kang personally entered the city, they also wanted to do their own thing and stand by. But after hearing that the person who issued the order was Xie Zhan, they agreed to the request of the army , Write down the written documents, and provide food and supplies to the army.

In this way, the army quickly got the materials, and the quartermaster went to organize women to help, hoping that they could make leather gloves, hats, jackets and other finished products for the soldiers.

Previously, the Dazhou people came fiercely. After the army broke through the Daliang border pass, they entered again and again. The four cities fell within two months. He let out a sigh of relief, and only then did he have some hope.After being called by the quartermaster, all the women actively participated in it, and their enthusiasm for contributing to the defense of the country was high.

However, before they could produce much, the people of Da Zhou launched a new round of attacks.

**
At Heming Pass, eighty miles north of Lucheng County, Daliang soldiers fought with all their might.

Gold and iron horses, the flames of war.

When soldiers meet each other, gunpowder smokes everywhere.

This battle was extremely stalemate, the offense and defense alternated, and the phased victory and defeat of the two sides could not be reversed, and it lasted for a full month and a half.

It was the end of the twelfth lunar month in the fifth year of Taihe, approaching the Yuanchen Festival, when the tenacious Daliang sergeants pushed the camp of the Zhou army back a hundred miles north.

Not only the soldiers of Daliang were excited by this victory, but when the news of the victory of the army came, the people of Lucheng County who were dragged back to a safe place on the verge of danger cheered and cried with joy, but they failed to personally witness the victory of the triumphant army. Prestige, because the soldiers were busy pulling out the camp overnight and moved several miles north.

Although they won this time, the victory was difficult, with many soldiers killed and countless wounded and disabled.

While the medical staff of the Military Medical Office were carrying the wounded soldiers back to the camp, there was an earth-shattering cry from the soldiers from the direction of the school field on the other side of the camp.

This huge commotion was caused by the leader who appeared on the high platform, and his words of comfort to the soldiers fell behind.

The sky is densely covered with stars, and between the ice and snow, the snow is shining brightly. The leader in silver armor has a handsome appearance, and his battle robe is fluttering.Even though his white robe was already stained with blood, and the helmet on top of his head was still stained with blood from killing the enemy, when he lifted his chin slightly and encouraged the generals, his spirit was as clear as snow, his face as jade, cold, arrogant and calm Confidence combined into one still makes people feel a bit of aristocratic elegance that seems to be in harmony with this bloody battlefield, but does not match it.

After Xie Zhan finished encouraging everyone, he went back to the big tent, took off his armor, and after the military doctor treated the wound on his arm, he took out a slightly rough and old book from the drawer of the desk.

This was sent by someone who helped him with his words before he left.There are densely recorded information about the people of Dazhou, their combat habits, their usual combat leaders, their strengths and weaknesses, etc., and the classification is detailed, which shows the intention.

Comparing the official documents that Fu Yiyan submits every day, Xie Zhan can see clearly that this hard work is not for Fu Yiyan, but for Fu Yiyan.

I have to say that in this battle, the content here really helped.

With the help of his own experience in practicing the Xie family trilogy, as well as the tips of some of the tactics used by some Dazhou people who have been mentioned in it, he has gained a bit of an advantage in knowing himself and the enemy. , The enemy's momentum was high and our army was sluggish, turned the world around and won the first round of victory.

Xie Zhan rubbed the cover of the book with his fingertips, remembering the starry eyes of that girl when she talked about her uncle, and the corners of her tired lips gradually curled up...

**
Frustrated in the northern part of Lucheng County, the footsteps of the southward attack were blocked, not only that, but also driven back by the opponent for more than a hundred miles. The morale that was originally high was extinguished a lot. Xin, wielding a scimitar in his hand, slashed and killed the roast sheep frantically in the tent to vent his anger, but the more he chopped, the more angry he became.

He was aggrieved in Da Zhou dialect——

"Didn't it mean that he has no experience in leading the army? Shame! Shame!"

"Our army has tens of thousands more than them, and we have won several big victories in a row. Under such circumstances, we can't win Lucheng County. Instead, tell me, how can we win?"

The leader had always been aggressive and impatient, but now he was furious because of the defeat, and his subordinates were afraid to speak out, for fear that the scimitar would be swung at their own necks.

Only one deputy general said: "General, according to my subordinates, although the leader sent by the Daliang court this time is a newcomer, his tactics are quite familiar. It seems... yes, a bit like the original Baiyue Army That one."

Tuobayi has always been worried about Fu Yiwen taking Badong County, Jianping County and other cities from him. When he heard the words of his subordinates, he immediately raised eyebrows, "The person whose surname is Fu?"

"Exactly!"

"See people? But his 'good' son who killed my brother?"

"This subordinate saw him from afar once when he was fighting, but it doesn't look like it from the look."

Tuobayi gritted his teeth, "Order to repair, and attack again in ten days."

In the eyes of all the soldiers in Daliang, the people of Dazhou had just suffered a defeat, so they would definitely not attack again so soon, but no one expected that on New Year's Eve, when Xie Zhan and the generals were drinking together by the bonfire Le, according to the local customs of Jingzhou, when we were watching the new year together, the scouts came to report that 5 people appeared at Jiaming Pass in the Great Zhou Dynasty...

**
The head of a family is still fighting on the front line, and the years of the Fu family and the Xie family have been cold and simple, without much lively atmosphere.

In such a calm and slightly depressing atmosphere, Yuanchen passed, Shangyuan passed, and even the first month passed.

Since Fuxuan's New Year's Eve, she has never received the short private message that would be included in the military newspaper every ten days and sent back to her alone.

She couldn't help worrying and suffering, often waking up at night, guessing why Xie Zhan didn't write the phrase "I'm well, you don't worry, I miss you".

But this day, Fuxuan actually dreamed that Xie Zhan was covered in blood, lying in the dirty and hard snow that was trampled on the ground. General brave!" "General brave!"...

The sound of the words "General Weiyong" pounded heavily on her chest. Even though she had been busy all day in the academy, the sound still lingered in her ears. Fuxuan was in a trance. Her own copy of "The Legend of the Brave General—Four" was still in Xie Zhan's study in Tingfengyuan, and she ordered the coachman to drive the carriage to Bird Clothes Lane like a ghost.

Entering Xie Zhan's study room, took her book from his bookshelf, and hugged her tightly in his arms, as if hugging Xie Zhan, Fuxuan felt her restless mood eased a bit.

However, just as she was about to turn around and leave with the book, she suddenly caught a glimpse of the set of travel notes that was originally placed in the lower shelf where the book was placed, replaced by two thick and worn-out books that should be ancient books. , Fu Xuan did not leave in a hurry, but reached out curiously to take out a book to read.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I took out a book, a letter floated down along with the book.

Fuxuan watched it fall to the ground, and when it came to a complete stop, she took a closer look, her face turned pale, her eyes widened—

On the envelope was actually written "Retirement Letter".

(End of this chapter)

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