Wait for me
This war was started by the emperors of the Southern Dynasties. In fact, the Northern Yi people had a very difficult time establishing the imperial court. There are still more "barbaric" races in their north and west that are constantly invading their territory.
Although there were some frictions on the border between the North and the South, and the two cities occasionally saw each other, the scope was not large.
The emperor of the Southern Dynasties felt that it had been stable for a few years, and the rebellions in several areas within the territory had been wiped out, so he felt that he was good enough, so he thought about going north. While the Beiyi people had not yet completely unified the foreign races, he wanted to go south.
Seek some benefits on the border and expand some territory of the Southern Dynasties.
As a result, the troops deployed were quite powerful, but against the experienced Wei army and the well-known Wei Emperor Shi Yufoli, who had been leading troops in wars since he was sixteen years old, it was almost impossible to defeat them.
It didn't take long before it collapsed.
There were countless casualties, and the later supply of soldiers and supplies could not keep up... The morale of the army was in chaos, and many generals surrendered voluntarily.
"Good guy... we haven't even started fighting here yet, but we heard that somewhere was completely wiped out, and which general surrendered. When we got here, did you also see it when you came... being chased by the Beiyi people?
Beat them on the backside. If there wasn't a river here, they wouldn't be able to come over, and we would probably be doomed as well."
Lao Fang held up a tent pole with one hand and walked while talking. Then he suddenly shouted to the fool in front:
"Just carry it properly, why are you shaking it all the time?"
The fool wanted to turn around, but the pole he was carrying swept around in a circle. He was so frightened that Old Fang shrank his neck, loosened his hand, and said angrily:
"You idiot! You almost shaved off my head!"
"Ah?!... Then please stay away from me!" the idiot said aggrievedly.
"It's so kind to support you so that you can save your effort, but you still act like a donkey!" Lao Fang cursed.
"I...I don't need you to hold me up..." Lunzi muttered in a low voice, and ran forward for a long distance while carrying the three poles.
Xie Yuan led the horse, which was carrying a lot of things on its back and body. Seeing this, he asked again:
"Then...then...Chen Qingzhi General Shen, is there any news about how he is doing?"
When Lao Fang saw that the fool had run away and that the tool for him to pretend was gone, he scratched his ears in embarrassment and turned to Xie Yuan and said:
"Let me help you get something." Old Fang stretched out his hand towards Xie Yuan, but in the end he picked and carried away a piece of tent cloth that looked big but was actually relatively light, and said, "I know the name Shen Qingzhi.
, the marshal sent by the imperial court to take command this time, surnamed Zhao, is one of the three generals below. I heard that they were the ones who fought miserably. I also heard that a captain of the forward battalion under him surrendered directly.
The situation is in disarray...This time in our battalion, many of his soldiers were dispersed and escaped...I am afraid the situation is in danger."
Xie Yuanwei opened his mouth and froze in shock. He was speechless for a long time...
Master...
Xie Yuan held back his tears and comforted himself in his heart, saying that there was just no news...no news was good news.
"What are you doing standing still? Hurry up!" Lao Fang turned around and urged her. Xie Yuan lowered his head, tugged on the horse he was holding, and followed.
"Go back and ask the team leader to register you in the military register. Just follow us... We are just doing odd jobs in the team, and it is usually not our turn to charge into battle. It is a good job to save your life, and it is suitable for you."
Lao Fang introduced Xie Yuan very thoughtfully.
Xie Yuan raised his head and looked at the people in the group. Indeed...the rattan armor uniforms he wore were all in tatters, and the military appearance was not in good shape. Morale...there was no such thing as morale at all.
He was not carrying a machete but a shovel. He was carrying pots, pans, and tent parts on his back, and he was walking slowly on the road.
Except for Lunzi and her...the rest of them all looked to be thirty years old or above...the gang leader looked stronger, but he was very short...not much taller than an eleven-year-old like her.
"If I want to be a general, I have to go to the battlefield to earn military merit... I want to be in a team that can fight." Xie Yuan said gloomily.
Lao Fang looked at her very dissatisfied and said:
"I'm young, I think things are too simple... Do you think it's so easy to earn military merit? In a battle, ten thousand people die and a thousand are left behind. You have to win to get military merit... What about other people?
They are all here to die. Do you know that Daojian Wuyan? It is only right to think carefully about how to save your life!"
Xie Yuan was silent for a moment after hearing this, thinking maybe... maybe he would have to die there the first time he went to the battlefield, so why should he just stay in the army and survive? Then why did she come out after suffering so much?
What about her ambition? What about proving to her parents that she can have another way of life?
Xie Yuan gritted her teeth and made up her mind. She could not just live simply, she must find a way to go to the battlefield.
Just as they were thinking this, a large camp appeared in front of them.
The soldiers lined up neatly and patrolled with spears. The dust kicked out by the soldiers was flying in the wind, blocking some of the sight.
Behind the dust, there are tents set up one after another, and dotted with pits where pots were buried for cooking.
Xie Yuan glanced around and roughly counted the patrol queues and the radiation range of the tents. Based on the knowledge taught by his master Shen Qingzhi, he estimated that there were about 5,000 people in this team.
I just don’t know if the person leading the troops knows the master.
Suddenly, behind the flying loess and soldiers, two very familiar-looking people came into her sight... They were from the Xie family!
People in the Xie family are very particular about the clothes of their servants. Although the color varies, the style is the same, which is the Han style short skirt. There should be a white border four fingers wide at the skirt, a belt to tie the waist, and three-thirds of wide sleeves.
Because of the influence of the Hu people, people nowadays wear all kinds of clothes, probably because they think it is convenient and look good, so there are some of them in all kinds of styles, and most of them are in the Hu people's style to save fabrics.
And it’s easy to move around.
Not many people like the Xie family require their servants to wear ancient clothes... For example, she wears tight clothes with narrow sleeves.
As soon as Xie Yuan saw the clothes of the two people, he led the horse and hid behind Lao Fang, so that the tent cloth he was carrying could block him. Then he secretly looked into the distance and took another look.
, after seeing his appearance clearly, he was sure that he was from the Xie family.
I saw them holding their hands anxiously, begging for something to a general-looking man at the door.
The general looked very impatient. Judging by the shape of his mouth, he should be refusing. In the end, he had no choice but to wave to the person standing behind him and asked him to come over with a thick roster.
Let those two people translate it themselves.
As a result, the two people from the Xie family got together, turned to the last page, read it carefully over and over again, and discussed something with each other. Finally, they finally showed a disappointed look and returned the roster with a lot of gratitude.
Say goodbye and leave...
Chapter completed!