Now that the matter has come to this point, even though it is a fact that is difficult for Tweety to accept, it is impossible to hide it for the rest of her life.
Chen Mu was about to tell him about Xiahou's death in battle, but when he saw Cui'er's swollen belly and the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back.
Then he patted Cui Er's hand tightly on his arm and said with a forced smile: "Xiahou is fine, don't worry, but in order to prevent the Tatar army from sneaking up again, I sent him to guard Jiuliang Road.
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Upon hearing this, Cui'er, who had been worried before, felt relieved, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said with a smile: "I knew that as long as Brother Mu was here, nothing would happen to him. Now the child is going to..."
After being born, how long will it take for him... to return to Taiyuan?"
Chen Mu concentrated his attention: "After this war, after all... the position of Jiuliang Road is quite important. He asked me to give you a message, take good care of your baby in the city."
Cui'er touched her swollen belly and said firmly: "Don't worry, his baby will be safe."
When Cui'er returned with a face full of joy, Han Xin'er on the side couldn't help but ask: "Brother Mu, how long can you keep it secret like this? The lie will eventually be exposed, right?"
Chen Mu sighed and said: "Sometimes, I am quite timid and don't dare to face these things. Besides, Cui'er is pregnant now. Once she learns that Xia Hou is dead, the child will be lost."
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Hearing this, Han Xiner nodded and said nothing.
The person a woman cares about most is not her parents, but her husband and children. The death of her husband can already make her breathless. If her children are gone, she will definitely commit suicide. No matter what, Chen Mu must avoid it.
This happens.
"I'm going to go for a walk outside the city. You can handle things here by yourself."
After the instructions were given, Chen Mu mounted his horse and ran towards the outside of the city.
The place he went to was exactly where Xiahou shouted to him last time.
In the plain, Chen Mu galloped on his horse and ran for half an hour, finally arriving at the bank of Fenhe River.
Chen Mu was the only one along the way. When he was alone, he couldn't help the anger in his heart and cried bitterly.
Lin Qiye, Puyang, Huo Quxie, Xia Hou, these people all play a large role in Chen Mu's world, but they are all dead now.
Chen Mu dismounted and stood among thousands of corpses by the river.
Looking at the corpses of Han soldiers whose limbs and heads had been chopped off, they were all withered bones that he stepped on to achieve his reputation as Chen Mu.
If I were to travel again, I would never take this road. This road of kings is really too lonely and lonely. But now, is there any way back?
Searching among the many corpses until sunset, Chen Mu finally saw that familiar face, but now it made him feel sad.
He was thrown by the Fen River, his limbs had been chopped off, and all his lungs had been taken out.
But from beginning to end, his eyes were looking at the other side of the river.
Bitter and unspeakable, Chen Mu wiped away his tears, then took out a needle and thread from his bag and began to piece together the body.
This is the only thing that can be done for him at the moment. Even if he dies, Chen Mu must have his body returned to his hometown and buried in the spring in Lihe Village.
It wasn't until dark that Chen Mu finally stitched up his body.
Looking at the lifeless white face, Chen Mu lifted it up, carried it on his back, and slowly headed home under the moonlight.
As if Xiahou was not dead, Chen Mu said with a wry smile as he walked away: "Xiahou, stay close behind, don't become a lonely ghost, brother, I... will definitely take you home!"
It was not until the middle of the night that Chen Mu returned to Taiyuan City, taking Xiahou's body with him, covered in a putrid stench, and carrying a heart longing for redemption.
He only knew that this time, he had to beat these Tatars until they could never lift their heads!
Next, during this period of time in Datong City, all the troops were in high spirits and were preparing for the next big battle.
Yanyun is extremely dangerous, and if you want to conquer it solely by ordinary means, it will be impossible without a hundred thousand people.
Therefore, Chen Mu had to wait for the flintlocks and cannons to be delivered, and then he dared to go to war with the advantage of weapons.
Half a month later, the grain, grass, weapons and ammunition were finally transported to Taiyuan City.
After discharging the weapons and ammunition, Chen Mu, Han Xiner and others began to plan the attack on Yanyun.
In Taiyuan Mansion, several people looked at the sand table map in front of them, which described the topography of the sixteen states from Taiyuan to Yanyun in extremely detail.
"Tell me your opinions."
Han Xiner took the lead in pointing to Yizhou besides the Sixteenth Prefecture, and Youzhou among Yanyun.
"What I mean is to capture Yizhou first, and then direct our troops to Youzhou. As long as we capture Youzhou, and then target the remaining fifteen states, it will be very simple."
Chen Mu and Zhang Bowen both nodded in agreement. The position of Youzhou is like a heart. Once this position is lost, it is actually just around the corner to capture other states.
And now that the Tatar talents are not firmly rooted in Yanyun, it can be seen that there are still millions of Han people in the sixteen states.
This is also one of Chen Mu's reasons for this trip. Once troops are sent to attack, the people in the city will definitely respond and start a riot.
After discussing the details with the group, we will set out for the battle tomorrow, and the rhythm of the war will proceed roughly like this.
Early the next morning, the entire army was ready to go and left the city under the watch of the people.
In fact, at the moment, Chen Mu is also faced with the problem of Zhao Guangyi's northern expedition to Yanyun in his previous life.
He marched forcefully with a bunch of already tired troops, but Chen Mu's army was not large in number, so he could go directly to Dingzhou by water without having to make an expedition across the Taihang Mountains.
It was not until ten days later that Chen Mu arrived in Dingzhou.
Dingzhou is next to Yizhou and should have been Long Xia's territory. However, as the Tatars moved south, Dingzhou City was already in ruins.
The grassland tribes who have not accepted Chinese culture are just like a group of wild beasts. Once they occupy a city, they begin to loot and massacre. The women are raped and the men are captured and made into slaves. Just standing outside the city gate, you can smell the smell of corpses.
The smell of rot.
Chen Mu quietly stood outside the city and swore that if possible, not only would he defeat Yan Yun this time, but the entire grassland would also be washed with blood by him.
After a short rest for an hour, they bypassed Dingzhou City and went straight to Yizhou, the Tatar military town.
As for the Tatar troops who had just retreated to their territory to take a breather, they all panicked when they heard the military report that the Han army was heading straight towards Yizhou.
The battle at Jiuliang Road really frightened them. They thought that retreating from the Central Plains would calm things down as before, but they didn't expect that the Han army today would be so ferocious!
At this moment, nine Han troops were neatly arrayed outside the city, and there were more than ten thousand defenders in the city. No matter how brave and skillful the Han troops were, with the strong city of Yizhou, they could just stay behind closed doors.
But soon, under Chen Mu's order, the three crouching tiger cannons were slowly pushed out.