Northern border, Jizhou City.

Because in the past two years, it has been through war and occupied by the Xianbei people for a period of time. Jizhou, which was originally pretty good, has been covered with scars now. Most of the people in the city have left and retreated to a place further away in the pass. A good city has become a military town.

Since the Zhenbei Army was established, most of the military supply of Zhenbei Army has come from Jizhou. This city does not need to pay any taxes to the court, nor does it have to serve labor to the court. It is enough to be able to supply the daily needs of Zhenbei Army.

During the Ye Ming period, this Jizhou City was once very prosperous, and the number of people was only slightly worse than that of Yanzhou City.

However, at this time, except for some scattered soldiers in the city, there was basically no ordinary citizen.

Ye Mao, Duke of Chen of the Great Jin Dynasty, sat on the wall of Jizhou City, quietly looking at the north.

He was still wearing armor, his hair was already clumped, and although his face had been washed, he could see a lot of bruises with his naked eyes. The armor on his body was already scarred, and many traces of being nailed by feather arrows were clearly visible.

In the past few months, he led the recruits recruited in Jiangbei and struggled hard. He had fought hard no less than ten times in just a few months. Jizhou was once again lost. Ye Mao could only lead these "Zhenbei Army" to flee near Yanzhou City to deal with the Xianbei tribe. In recent times, these Xianbei people saw that they could not gain any advantage, so they slowly withdrew from Jizhou and returned to the outside of the pass.

However, even so, the entire northern border was attacked by these Xianbei people, and they kidnapped at least 10,000 or 20,000 people, and stolen countless wealth.

This is a relatively normal phenomenon. Even when the Zhenbei Army and the Yunzhou Army were guarding the northern border, these Xianbei people did not rarely "fight the autumn wind" near the border. However, the people who were abducted at those times were generally around a few hundred people, and this time it exceeded 10,000.

Ye Mao could only barely resist the Xianbei soldiers' military attacks, and he was powerless in this situation.

He sat on the city wall of Jizhou and had been in a daze all day.

No one dared to disturb him. It was not until the setting sun that a general from Duke Chen's mansion slowly walked to Ye Mao, squatted down, and whispered: "General, the barbarians will not come today..."

As he said that, he looked at the wound on Ye Mao's body and said with some helplessness: "Also, your injuries have not healed. The doctor said that you can't cover your armor anymore. You should take it off quickly and take it down for a long time to recuperate..."

This man was also an old man from Zhenbei Army back then. He squatted beside Ye Mao, his eyes slightly red: "If you drag your body down, the pillars of the northern border will fall..."

Ye Mao was staring at the north side in a daze. Hearing this, he twisted his neck and looked at the general, his voice a little hoarse: "Why are the big man doing crying? I have a clear idea of ​​my own body, it's okay."

Ye Mao was injured at least three or four times with more than one inch of flesh on his body. He was simply bandaged and did not take any treatment. It was a little worse than Li Shuo's injuries in the attack on the capital. In other words, he was extremely talented and strong, otherwise he would have fallen down long ago.

Ye Mao stared at the north again, and only after he saw that the sun had almost set, he supported himself to stand up.

Seeing this, the general of the family next to him hurriedly stepped forward and helped him up.

Ye Mao was nine feet tall and weighed more than 200 kilograms. This general of the family just supported him and used all his strength.

"It seems that the Xianbei barbarians will not come today. Let your brothers be more vigilant. If there is any movement, please notify me immediately."

Because this newly recruited "Zhenbei Army" basically did not undergo systematic training, there were not even many qualified scouts and had no ability to go out of the city to investigate the trends of the Xianbei people. Therefore, Ye Mao could only use this most primitive method to guard the city walls of Jimen Pass every day.

In the past few months, he has lost at least twenty kilograms.

While supporting Ye Mao, the general said, "General, according to the news from the court, the Yunzhou army is almost at Yunzhou. When the Yunzhou army returns to Yunzhou, the pressure on our side will be greatly reduced. The general does not need to guard the city wall every day..."

In the past few months, in addition to being attacked by the Xianbei people at Jimen Pass, Yunzhou City, which has only 20,000 to 30,000 people left, will naturally be patronized by the Xianbei people. Fortunately, the remaining 20,000 to 30,000 Yunzhou troops in Yunzhou City are all veterans, and they cannot defend the city, and the Xianbei people have no choice but to do anything to them in a short period of time.

However, border towns and ordinary villages near Yunzhou City suffered great disasters. In the past few months, the people near Yunzhou City were most injured. Yunzhou's soldiers were not enough, so they could only defend Yunzhou City to the death, and were powerless about the experiences of the surrounding people.

When talking about Yunzhou Army, Duke Ye was angry and cursed: "This group of bastards wagged their tails and rushed to the capital. What happened? They didn't even see the walls of the capital, so they rolled back in shame!"

"The next time I see Zhong Wu, there is also the old guy Zhong Xuantong, I have to break their legs!"

Ye Mao was angry and scolded the Zhong family all the way.

After returning to his residence in Jizhou, someone helped him take off his armor. The arrow wound behind him was not well recuperated and was stuck in the armor for a long time. Now he has become inflamed and tends to become purulent.

Ye Mao had a strong personality and didn't care about these things. He wanted to pick up the wine glass to drink. After the old doctor who was responsible for treating him, he waved his hands repeatedly: "General, the wound on your body is about to be released. If you drink again, the wound will not be cured no matter what."

Ye Mao put down the wine pot in disappointment and groaned: "Damn it, the pain behind it is unbearable. How can I bear it if I don't drink a few sips of wine?"

However, he was not a reckless man. After hearing the doctor's words, he stopped drinking and endured the wound and asked the doctor to change him to gauze.

The old doctor took off the gauze, looked at the injuries behind him, and shook his head repeatedly: "General, you can't cover your armor tomorrow no matter what. If the wound worsens, it will become suppurated. At that time, you can only use a knife to cut off the nearby flesh and blood. If you have to suffer more, it may not be cured well..."

Ye Mao saw sweat on his forehead and groaned, his voice as muffled as thunder: "What nonsense? Xianbei barbarians will come at any time. I won't cover my armor. Do you want to shoot them naked?"

"Your medicine is to change to Mr. Ye's life and death, and it's not a problem for Mr. Ye."

When the old doctor heard this, he shook his head helplessly and sighed: "I have been practicing medicine all my life. If an ordinary person does not listen to the doctor's advice, I will turn around and leave."

Speaking of this, the old man looked at Ye Mao's wounded back and sighed: "The General's injuries were all taken for the people of Jiangbei."

Every time the dressing changes is a torment. Ye Mao frowned throughout the whole process and sweated on his forehead.

After changing the medicine and re-banding it, although Ye Mao didn't say a word, sweat was already oozing out of his body.

The old man glanced at Ye Mao, sighed a long time, and turned around and left after prescribing the oral prescription.

Ye Mao found a robe to put it on his body, looked at the dark sky outside, his eyes deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Not long after he sat down, a general from the Duke's Mansion ran over in panic and knocked on Ye Mao's door.

"Mr. Master, someone is coming to Jizhou. I want to see you..."

Ye Mao rubbed his head tiredly and frowned and said, "Who?"
Chapter completed!