Summer seems to have passed in the blink of an eye. A gust of wind blew by, making the single clothes here in Xiangzhou a little cold.
This means that winter clothes have to be prepared. I don’t know how long we will have to fight here. Wang Li can’t count the charcoal fires for clothes, food and warmth. His mind is in a mess. He hears Wu Yaer laughing.
, hurriedly raised his head.
"What's wrong? Is there any good news from the capital?" He asked hurriedly, "Have the troops and horses been sent? Soldiers and horses are not important, Lao Hu has to get the baggage here first."
Wu Ya'er said: "It's not a letter from the capital, it's from Mrs. Chu."
When he heard that the letter was from Mrs. Chu, Wang Li was even more unhappy: "It was a waste of manpower to only send a letter and not any baggage. It will last for the winter."
Wu Ya'er didn't say anything but just smiled.
"What's written? What's the good thing?" Wang Li stood up and stretched out his hand curiously, "Show me."
In the past, Mrs. Wu's letters could be read by close relatives around Wu Ya'er. They were more like documents than family letters. What everyone could trust in them were the contents related to the war situation.
But this time Wang Li stretched out his hand, but Wu Ya'er avoided it.
"I didn't write anything." He explained, and the words came out smoothly under Wang Li's surprised gaze. "I wrote some things my mother said about my childhood."
Wang Li became even more interested: "Is it embarrassing? Let me see it quickly." He reached out to grab it again.
Wu Ya'er avoided it again and scolded with a smile: "Go and call them here quickly. We need to discuss the news from Old Governor Liang."
Liang Zhen's battle with Fan Yang and Pinglu's rebels was also crucial, and Wang Li did not dare to laugh and go.
But looking at the thief look in his back, Wu Ya'er knew that this boy would definitely come and steal this letter. He looked at the letter in his hand and shook his head helplessly. This woman, writes such a thing.
Burn it, it's a bit bad, keep it, it will be troublesome if others see it.
Of course, it is reasonable for a husband and wife to write affectionate letters to each other. If someone sees it, everyone will feel that they are deeply in love as a couple. Don’t they always want the world to think so?
Wu Yaer opened the letter and took a look at it. The letter was beautifully written, telling of longing and love. It read fresh and graceful, like orioles singing and spring water tinkling.
Do you want to scare him or make him guess? It's really naughty.
He would neither let people see it nor publicize it everywhere, nor would he write her a corresponding reply. There were many ways to express their love as husband and wife, and it didn't necessarily have to be this way.
There were footsteps and laughter outside the door. Wu Ya'er folded the letter and put it in his chest. Without giving them a chance to ask, he said directly: "Sir, the war situation there is a bit difficult."
"The defense line was breached? Are you coming to the capital?" a man asked hurriedly.
Wu Ya'er said: "That's not true. It's just that the two sides have been in a stalemate for too long and have never been able to repel the rebels."
The men present breathed a sigh of relief.
"Fan Yangpinglu is guarded by that little piggy An Shouzhong. It's really difficult to deal with."
An Shouzhong is the adopted son of Ankang Mountain, nicknamed Wild Boar. He is cunning, ferocious and good at fighting. Among the adopted sons of Ankang Mountain, he is the only one who can stand alone like And Zhong.
Ankangshan handed over Fan Yangpinglu to him, which shows that he is extraordinary.
According to Ankang Mountain's arrangement, after he occupied the capital, An Shouzhong opened the connection from Fan Yangpinglu all the way. In this way, Ankang Mountain took over the hinterland of the Central Plains, and the center of the entire Great Xia belonged to Ankang Mountain.
However, Wu Ya'er and his wife suddenly emerged and seized the opportunity. They arranged for Liang Zhen to control Mobei and cut off the capital and Fanyang Pinglu with a sword. Wu Ya'er and his wife also regained Huainan Road. So far, they have not been able to achieve Ankangshan's wish.
However, although Liang Zhen blocked An Shouzhong, he did not get much advantage from him, and the two sides were in a stalemate outside Fan Yang's boundary.
"What I mean is that you don't have to capture Fan Yang and Pinglu. You just need to prevent and trap them from leaving Fan Yang." Wu Ya'er said, "Our key now is Ankang Mountain. As long as he has no troops to support him,
This is the greatest victory."
Everyone nodded.
Wu Ya'er stood up: "Let us capture another city in Ankang Mountain."
The men in the hall shouted in unison, and their voices swept through the city like wind, and pairs of soldiers and horses rolled down southward like dark clouds.
The bank of Yishui River is covered with withered yellow in autumn, and the tall reeds are swaying like soldiers and horses on display.
Liang Zhen's hair and beard are as white as reed flowers, fluttering in the wind, making his face darker and thicker. But compared to before in the capital, the whole person no longer looks like a dead tree, but as towering as an iron tower.
Behind him was a group of armored soldiers, and beside him stood soldiers carrying broadswords.
"My little crow has begun to head straight towards the capital." Liang Zhen grabbed his flying beard with one hand and pointed south with the other hand. "My little crow's wife has regained Huainan Road. As an elder, I cannot fall behind."
His hands turned to the east and clenched into fists.
"Fan Yang is right in front of us. We should take it down in one fell swoop and destroy Ankang Mountain's lair."
A general next to him looked hesitant: "But if we attack by force, we will suffer great losses, and it is very likely that the wild boar army will break through the defense line."
That's what happened.
"Old Governor, be careful."
"Sir, Governor Wu said that as long as we can prevent the wild boar army from leaving Fan Yangpinglu, it will be a great victory."
Liang Zhen was still convinced by Wu Ya'er's words. If it weren't for Wu Ya'er, he wouldn't be standing here today, returning the dead trees of Mobei to spring again.
Liang Zhen retracted his hand and twisted his beard: "Little Crow must strive for success in this battle. He must win the capital as soon as possible and cannot lose to his wife. Speaking of his wife, I was the matchmaker. I could tell at that time that this couple
It’s a match made in heaven.”
Next, it’s time to talk about the story of Wu Yaer and his wife that he has told countless times. In short, this is the wisest thing Liang Zhen has done in his life, and the best marriage he has achieved. This marriage has made great achievements.
Xia Yunyun, the generals beside him looked at each other and smiled, either distracted or echoed.
While they were joking and joking, some soldiers came galloping up and shouted to the governor, and they got off their horses before they could stop.
"Why are you so nervous?" Liang Zhen glared displeased.
Xin Bing said: "Captain, the rebels in Hulang Mountain were ambushed and killed."
Liang Zhen almost pulled out his beard: "Have you obtained the Tiger Wolf Mountain level?"
Xin Bing nodded: "I got it. Only a small part is left to resist, but it's no longer a problem."
Liang Zhen slapped his belly and laughed, frightening the waterfowl in the reed swamps.
Hulang Mountain is one of the checkpoints leading to Fanyang. Although it is small, it is extremely steep. If you can conquer it, it is equivalent to digging a hole in the levee of Fanyang. As long as the water is strong, the levee can be destroyed.
"God is really helping me," Liang Zhen said, "quickly deploy troops to besiege Hulang Mountain and we must capture it."
The generals looked at each other. They had indeed been attacking Hulang Mountain for a long time, and they couldn't believe it when they suddenly captured it.
"Could it be a scam?" someone asked.
Liang Zhen nodded: "Then first send some troops to explore the road."
A general volunteered to lead the vanguard. Liang Zhen had no intention of admiring the reeds anymore and paced back and forth by the river. Not long after, soldiers came running to confirm that Hulang Mountain had really been captured.
Liang Zhen no longer worried, grabbed the sword in the hands of the soldiers and waved: "Children, come with me to capture Fanyang City!"
The generals and officers all around shouted in unison, like rippling reed flowers.
Liang Zhen rode on his horse and looked at the surging soldiers and horses in the distance. He felt as if he had returned to his prime and high spirits. At that time, he led the troops and sat in Anxi. At that time, there was no bold boy like Li Fengan.
Thinking of Li Fengan, Liang Zhen's expression was a bit complicated. Fan Yang was captured in this battle, and when Wu Ya'er captured the capital, Wu Ya'er's wife had already recovered Huainan Road. Their Zhenwu Army was famous all over the world, and Zhenwu was in the north.
Army, but Nan no longer has the prestigious reputation of Jiannan Army.
Once Li Fengan died, it was useless to leave the two children behind, and even the largest family fortune was ruined.
Liang Zhen's white eyebrows and beard were flying, and he was gloating about his misfortune.
Li Fengan, son, you have still lost to me in this life! Just watch me, Liang Zhen, from the ground and make great achievements.
Liang Zhen waved his long sword, and his horses neighed and galloped forward. Behind them, the officers and generals followed with puffs of dust and smoke.
Li Minglou sneezed several times.
The children were busy holding tea and holding handkerchiefs as they gathered around.
Jinju waved them away: "Don't crowd, don't crowd, let the air flow."
Yuanji frowned and looked outside: "It's getting cold, let the doctor come over."
Mrs. Wu, who was sitting on the chair, said, "Let's make some ginger soup."
Li Minglou rubbed his nose and told everyone not to think too much: "I don't have a cold, it's just an itchy nose." He smiled again, "Who is scolding me behind my back?"
She pointed her finger at her nose, but who was she and who was being talked about? Li Minglou or Queer?