Chapter 10: Going to the Battle

The car is a scattered person, and the horse is a scattered person.

Outside Jiande Gate, teams of soldiers holding swords came out one after another, with their steps firmly, and the armor and leaves on their bodies sounded rhythmically as they moved forward. On both sides of the North Street were filled with people watching, staring at the soldiers in front of them blankly, with a little bit of a slight look.

War is about to go again...

After a whole day of court discussion, the result was finally reached. Three days ago, the court decided to send troops. Due to years of war, the northern Changning Prefecture, Anyang Prefecture and Shunjiang Prefecture were seriously insufficient, so some of the troops from the three battalions of the southeast, central and southern garrisons and the capital were drawn, together with the original garrisons of the north camp, a total of 200,000 people were once again supported and led their troops to advance north!

This campaign was led by General Anyuan Guo Xiao as the commander, General Pingbei Fang Yishan assisted him, and the rest of Zhao Tuo, Xiang Yuan, Lin Wen and other military generals were all accompanied.

Looking at the west sky, the setting sun is like blood; hearing the war drums, the flags are flying.

When you climb a high building, the wind blows you to know the cold; when you think about national affairs, you are full of sorrow.

The flags were gone, and the war drums were gone. Standing on the city tower, looking into the distance, the world was vast. Emperor Qiyuan narrowed his eyes slightly, facing northwest, his face calm, like a stone statue, and he remained motionless for a long time. For many years, the ancient and heavy Jiande Gate opened and closed, and closed again and again. Corresponding to this is the bloody battles on the frontier of Jianchao! Countless soldiers walked out of this city gate that symbolized glory and victory, and countless generals rode war horses bravely, stepping on the sound of victory hooves and returned triumphantly from another city gate. Many people even left the city gate but never came back...

Since Emperor Qiyuan ascended the throne, Jian Dynasty has experienced dozens of battles, most of which were a journey to the north. Dozens of cold and heat have passed, and in the same place, they have seen the war, the soldiers have returned, the war, and the news they have brought back is always a bit unsatisfactory. Every time they send troops, Emperor Qiyuan is full of hope, with ambition, and aspirations to the news of victory. But no time is like this time, while looking forward to victory, he is in his heart with a hint of unwillingness, as if he is trapped in a trapped beast, and there is still a hint of unknown panic in his anger.

Years of war, there was no chance to breathe. The original disease of tinea scabies gradually became a big disaster, but Jian Dynasty has long been different from the past. Years of flooding have dragged the court into a mud pit, and the northern borders have added fuel to the fire little by little... Emperor Qiyuan patted the thick blue bricks on the city wall, and the cold touch was transmitted to his palm, as if it had an eternal echo.

What can you do! What can you do!

That night, the people in the capital were sleeping peacefully, and they were not worried about the war to be carried out in the north. Not to mention the reputation of General Anyuan Guo Xiao and the power of General Pingbei Fang Yishan, the reputation of Zhao Tuo, Xiang Yuan and Lin Wen alone was enough to make them sleep at ease. In the past, when did they suffer a defeat when they went to war like this?

The people are ignorant and can sleep, but those who know the inside story will have a hard time. This night, the lights were all night in the Qianqing Palace; this night, few people in the court officials could sleep.

In the Jingbei Bo Mansion, the old lady Zhao's eyes were covered with blood. When she looked at the slight smoke rising from the oil lamp, her heart felt cold. A few days ago, the mansion was full of joy and a prosperous atmosphere. In just a few days, the second son went to Hannan to take office, and was about to jump into the fire pit. She was worried, but now the eldest son was wearing a strong and held a sharp edge and led the imperial army to expedition to the north. He had no eyes on his sword and gun. Who knew if he would be killed?

The old lady was so excited that she slowly exhaled her long breath. After thinking about it, she felt that the choice of the third son was also very good. Although she did not have a high official and generous salary, she could at least be safe and peaceful, and she would not have to worry all day long.

"Grandma, it's getting late, so you should take care of yourself..."

The old lady turned her head and looked at her little granddaughter. A smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Little girl, I have learned to speak adults. Oh!" The old lady pulled Xue Yi over and hugged her shoulders: "Fortunately, I can still be happy with you..." Xue Yi was born by Aunt Zheng. She was not in a high status, but there was only one girl in the house, smart and smart, and well-behaved, so she was deeply loved by the old lady and Zhou. The old lady couldn't sleep well these days, so she came to accompany her at night.

"Did my grandmother think about my father?" Xue Yi said with understanding: "Dad is extremely brave and has never been defeated on several expeditions. Don't worry grandmother."

"Oh!" The old lady looked at her and said with a wry smile: "What do you know? When you get married and have children in the future, you will know!" Xue Yi turned his face and a red glow flew on her face. "Oh, look at me, why do you tell you this!" The old lady smiled self-deprecatingly, looking at her granddaughter, her eyebrows were full of kindness: "Think about it now, Aunt Zheng is a blessing. When she was young, she always wanted to have a boy. Sometimes she thought about it, what's the use of having so many sons? When she grew up, I was worried one by one. I can't sleep well when I was old... It's better than your aunt, although she got married, at least she lives a safe life without these shocking things. Every now and then, I can still meet and chat..."

Xue Yi smiled and said, "Hehe, why didn't that grandmother give birth to a few more aunts?"

The old lady spat and pretended to be angry and said, "Go! Girl's house, say something random!" After saying that, even though there was no one around, her face was rarely hot.

The two chatted and laughed for a while, but the old lady was still not sleepy. Seeing that Xueyi's eyes were slightly red, she sent her to sleep. However, Xueyi saw that her grandmother was not sleeping, so she forced herself to accompany her. After a while, the old lady's mouth was a little dry and licked her lips. When Xueyi saw it, she whispered: "Is grandmother's mouth dry? Bird's nest porridge still hot in the stove outside. I'll bring it to you?"

The old lady smiled and pulled her granddaughter's arm: "Okay, just let them go for this matter. You should sit here obediently." As she said that, the old lady ordered outside that the maid who was on duty had already gone out to take over.

Under the lamp, after drinking a bowl of bird's nest porridge, the old lady breathed comfortably. As soon as she put down the bowl, she suddenly saw Xue Yi open her eyes wide and looked at her without blinking, with a strange expression. The old lady wondered in her heart and asked, "Ghost girl, why are you looking at me like this?"

Xue Yi quickly turned his eyes and changed his smile: "No, no..."

"Nothing, is it that my face has a lot of flowers?" Seeing Xue Yi's face look puzzled and hesitated, the old lady suddenly felt heartbroken and asked seriously: "What the hell is going on, tell me quickly."

"Well..." Xue Yi looked outside, then whispered: "Grandma forgives me, I...I..."

"What's wrong with you? To be honest, I'll spare you this time."
Chapter completed!