Xue Wanche's lips moved as he said: "I'm just a bit straight-tempered and don't know how to adapt. I'm not stupid..."
Li Yuanji was amused by Xue Wanche's words and couldn't help but joked: "Are you talking back?"
Although Xue Wanche knew it was a joke, he still kept a straight face and saluted politely: "I don't dare!"
Li Yuanji chuckled and said, "I'm sorry you don't dare!"
After saying this, Li Yuanji asked Xue Wanche and his men to set up camp on the spot so that the soldiers could rest.
The soldiers fought fiercely all night and chased all night long. Now they are not only exhausted, but also very sleepy. Some of their injuries must be treated quickly, otherwise they will be prone to infection over time. If you are infected at this time, there is no effective medicine to use. The mortality rate
It will reach 89%.
Therefore, we really need to take a rest to let the tired soldiers recover their strength and to let the injured soldiers take care of their wounds.
"Da da da da da da..."
Not long after Xue Wanche and his men set up the tent, there was a rush of horse hooves in the wilderness.
It sounds like there are quite a few.
Xue Wanche immediately dropped the tent pegs he was holding, picked up his weapon, called to other soldiers who were resting, organized a defensive formation, and stared at the direction where the sound of horse hooves came from.
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The scout team was knocked down by one of his shots in the process.
If time hadn't allowed, he would have severely punished the scout team members.
After all, the scout team has always been responsible for things like sentry, but now there are soldiers and horses of unknown origin appearing, and they are almost touching the front of Wang Jia, but the scout team has not detected anything, and no news has been sent back.
In Xue Wanche's view, this was dereliction of duty.
If the Yongwang Guards were not under his control and he was only temporarily in charge of the Yongwang Guards, he would not just shoot the scouts, he would directly kill the scouts.
Because the role of scouts in the team is so important. They are the eyes and ears of the team. Any failure of their duties may lead to the complete annihilation of the team.
Therefore, those who lead troops do not like to see the scouts neglect their duties. Those who are stricter do not even want the scouts to fail in their duties even once.
And all of them are now guarding the core of the Tang Dynasty. Once something goes wrong, not only the Tang Dynasty will be in turmoil, but their family members will also be buried with them, so they cannot allow a single dereliction of duty.
Now that the scouts had failed in their duty, Xue Wanche shot down the leader of the scout team, and no one cried out for him. Even when he looked at Xue Wanche, the look in his eyes was not resentment, but guilt.
"Da da da da da da..."
As the sound of horse hooves approached, this sudden team appeared in front of everyone.
When everyone saw that the knights on horseback were wearing Tang armor and were equipped with Tang-style weapons, they breathed a sigh of relief.
But no one relaxed their vigilance, because without seeing the face of the knight on the horse, no one could guarantee that the soldiers and horses were not fake by the enemy.
"Is it in your way, Your Highness?"
The knights on horseback shouted before anyone could see their faces clearly.
After everyone heard the familiar voice, they relaxed their vigilance.
Someone familiar with the knights on horseback shouted: "It's General Zhao and the others! They are our own brothers!"
Someone also heard the voices of Zhao Chengyong and others, and immediately shouted excitedly: "Your Highness is fine!"
After the knights on horseback heard this, they all slowed down their horses. Some fell off the horse and never got up again. Others were swaying on the horse, as if they would fall off at any time.
Same.
By the time they arrived in front of everyone, there were less than thirty people who could still sit firmly on the horse.
"Your Majesty, Zhao Chengyong, arrived too late to save me. Please forgive me for your highness!"
After Zhao Chengyong rode up to Li Yuanji, he dismounted quickly, knelt down on one knee with a pair of scarlet eyes, and said solemnly.
Li Yuanji looked at Zhao Chengyong's tired state, which seemed to have been working for many days without a wink of sleep, and his scarlet eyes that could clearly see bloodshot eyes, and then looked at the person behind Zhao Chengyong who was in a similar state to Zhao Chengyong.
The soldiers took a deep breath and said, "Did you work day and night to come back from where Geshu was stationed?"
Zhao Chengyong nodded and said guiltily: "But it's still late, but His Highness is fine, so I can rest assured."
Li Yuanji looked at the soldiers who fell off their horses in the distance and never got up again, and sighed sincerely: "Thank you for your hard work!"
More than a thousand people traveled day and night, and when they got here, only thirty people were left who could barely open their eyes. This shows what they experienced along the way.
Some of those who fell off their horses may have just fainted, but some may have died.
They were working hard on their way.
And what they were doing was just for the safety of Li Yuanji.
"My lord...it's not hard!"
Zhao Chengyong did not act like a little girl, but said this bluntly.
Li Yuanji nodded and didn't say anything more. Instead, he ordered Xue Wanche to take people to help the soldiers go down to rest. At the same time, he picked up those soldiers who had fallen on the road and took good care of them.
Although the Yongwang Guard led by Zhao Chengyong did not fight a single battle, their sacrifice was no less than that of the Yongwang Guard led by Xue Wanche.
Although Xue Wanche and the Yongwang guards led by him were also very sleepy, compared with Zhao Chengyong and the Yongwang guards led by him, they suddenly seemed nothing.
"You are risking your life!"
When Xue Wanche helped Zhao Chengyong go down to rest, he couldn't help but sigh.
Zhao Chengyong smiled bitterly and said: "If I don't risk my life, someone will risk my life with me!"
Xue Wanche was stunned and said: "You mean Marquis Yuwen?"
Zhao Chengyong nodded and said: "Before leaving, Marquis Yuwen specifically told me that if I failed to protect His Highness and caused His Highness to lose a hair, he would kill everyone in my house first, and then come here to kill them."
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This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Xue Wanche nodded subconsciously and said: "This is indeed what Yu Wenbao would say."
Speaking of Yu Wenbao's arrogance and unreasonableness, he was not so respectful to Yu Wenbao. He stopped calling him Hou and called him by his first name.
It can be seen that he still has strong opinions on Yu Wenbao's arrogance and unreasonableness.
He is a little naive and a little straight-forward, but he is not as arrogant and unreasonable as Yu Wenbao.
So in this regard, he can still stand on the moral high ground and despise Yu Wenbao.
"So you came all the way to rescue me because you were afraid of Yu Wenbao?"
After Xue Wanche finished evaluating Yu Wenbao, he asked honestly.
Zhao Chengyong couldn't help but rolled his eyes and said: "My family in Chang'an City only has one bride and dozens of maids and servants. Do you think I will be threatened by Marquis Yuwen?"
These words sounded scumbag, but Xue Wanche thought it was very reasonable. He nodded seriously and said, "That's true. One bride and dozens of maids and servants cannot threaten you."
Xue Wanche is a famous emotional idiot in history. In this era where men are superior to women, it is impossible for him to consider issues from a woman's perspective.
Therefore, Zhao Chengyong's behavior of not treating his newly married daughter-in-law as one of his own is a normal thing in his eyes, and he doesn't think there is anything wrong at all.
Zhao Chengyong continued: "Your Highness has given me the kindness to know and teach me, and I shoulder the responsibility of guarding His Highness. If Your Highness is in trouble, how can I not risk my life to save him?"
Xue Wanche nodded with great approval and said: "If it were me, I would be the same! Your Highness is also kind to our brothers. He has not cared about our brothers' origins and reused our brothers. All our brothers can do is to repay him with his life.
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Zhao Chengyong sighed with deep approval: "Your Highness has benefited us a lot, but there is not much we can do to repay His Highness. We can only sacrifice our lives!"
Xue Wanche grinned and said: "That's the truth, but next time you come and go, it gives me a headache, as if my eldest brother and second brother were chanting sutras in my ears!"
When Xue Wanche was a child, he didn't like to study literature. In order to teach him, his elder brother Xue Wanshu and second brother Xue Wanshu kept talking in his ears all day long, which already bored him.
But even so, he still learned some knowledge.
Because no matter how annoying he is, no matter how much he doesn't want to learn, he can't defeat the thighs of his two brothers.
He was stronger than his brothers since he was a child, and he learned martial arts faster than his brothers, but he couldn't stand that his brothers were older than him and learned things earlier than him, so he was no match for his brothers. Every time he lost his temper, he was suppressed by his brothers.
He didn't want to learn what his brothers asked him to learn.
When he grew up and could beat his two older brothers, the two older brothers began to look for foreign aid again, and the foreign aid was his third brother.
He could beat his eldest brother and second brother, but he couldn't beat his third brother.
So he is still being suppressed.
Now that he was finally out of his brothers' control, he didn't want to be talked about anymore.
"You, you, obviously come from a wealthy family, and your background is many times better than mine, but you don't like to be literary."
Facing Xue Wanche's words, Zhao Chengyong sighed again, "Back then, I wanted to learn literature and calligraphy, but there was no place to learn it. There was a private school in the village, but it only accepted children from wealthy families, or children from a large family's descendants.
Those of us who come from poor backgrounds will be chased and beaten if we stand in front of someone's house and eavesdrop.
Later, I still..."
"Bang!"
Before Zhao Chengyong could finish his emotion, Xue Wanche knocked Zhao Chengyong unconscious with a knife, then curled his lips and said impatiently: "I asked you not to recite sutras and you still recite them? What a lot of nonsense!"
In fact, Xue Wanche was tired of hearing what Zhao Chengyong said as early as six years old.
His brothers can give him a lot of advice on how to encourage him to study and cherish literature and calligraphy.
If he could listen, why would Zhao Chengyong bother him here?
He has long since become like his three brothers, a versatile man in both civil and military affairs!
