Chapter 421 Urgent Letter
Shen Changze was too grief-stricken, and he was exhausted and injured after a night of fighting. He fainted while holding Cheng Jinchu, and the two fell in a pool of blood.
When the personal guard Huo Chong found them, he was shocked and thought Shen Changze was dead too. He was relieved only after checking his breath.
Huo Chong had always been with Shen Changze. When Shen Changze was besieged, he tried his best to rescue and lead away half of the enemies. In the chaotic battle, he was forced to retreat further and further by the enemy and lost his support.
Huo Chong tried his best to save his life, but was seriously injured. After the withdrawal of the troops in Mobei, he immediately looked for Shen Changze. Seeing this scene, he was so shocked that his breathing stopped for a moment.
Fortunately, Shen Changze is still alive. As for Cheng Jinchu, he could only sigh with regret.
The morning sun rose as usual, and the sunlight, so faint that it had no warmth, sprinkled on the earth, reflecting the corpses all over the ground, a sad scene.
The morning breeze was mixed with a strong smell of blood, which made people want to vomit. Yu Cheng, who was standing on the city wall, coughed non-stop because of the stinging, and looked at the battlefield full of corpses, his heart was filled with grief.
When he heard that Cheng Jinchu died in the battle and Shen Changze was injured and unconscious, Yu Cheng's head buzzed, his eyes turned black, and his body swayed.
"Your Highness." Yang Quan hurriedly supported Yu Cheng and sent him back to the general's mansion to rest.
Yu Cheng really couldn't hold on any longer, so he leaned on the carriage, closed his eyes, and rested his mind to relax his strength.
The carriage stopped in front of the general's residence. Yang Quan opened the door and saw Yu Cheng's eyes were closed and his face was pale. He thought he had fainted. When he was about to call someone to carry Yu Cheng into the residence, Yu Cheng's eyes were tired.
"Help me up." Yu Cheng raised his hand with difficulty.
Yang Quan hurriedly took it and helped Yu Cheng get off the carriage.
After getting off the car, he saw that it was the general's residence. Yu Cheng frowned and said angrily: "Go to the military camp."
He had just been through a big battle and the military situation was unclear. He had to find out and make plans.
Yu Cheng turned around and was about to get in the car. Yang Quan knelt down and persuaded him.
"Your Highness can't stand it any longer, you need to rest immediately."
"No matter how important the military situation is, Your Highness must take care of yourself before handling it. And it will take time for the soldiers to return to the camp for inventory. Your Highness will be anxious if you go down now. It is better to conserve your energy first." Every
word Yang Quan said made sense. Yu Cheng hesitated for a moment before stepping into the mansion. After
a night of hard work, Yu Cheng was seriously overdrawn. He fell asleep on the bed with a splitting headache, and it was unknown whether he was sleepy or dizzy.
Yang Quan ordered people to guard the yard strictly, and no one was allowed to disturb Yu Cheng's rest. After
a day and a night without sleep, Yang Quan couldn't stand it anymore, and took the time to go back to the room to rest.
At three quarters past four in the morning, less than an hour after Yu Cheng rested, someone from Yicheng brought an urgent letter.
The steward had just bought a coffin and came back. After verifying his identity, he said, "Give me the letter, and I will present it to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince later."
The messenger said, "The prince has ordered that the matter is of great importance. He has ordered me to personally deliver it to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."
The steward had no choice but to take him to wait outside Yu Cheng's courtyard.
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has just gone to bed after a night of hard work. He can't handle any urgent matters at this moment. You just wait." After the steward finished speaking, he went about his business.
Before Yu Cheng rested, he ordered the steward to arrange Cheng Jinchu's funeral and bury him with military ceremony.
There were guards on duty in Yu Cheng's courtyard, and the messenger waited quietly outside the courtyard. Seeing the steward leading people to hang funeral banners and white lanterns in the courtyard diagonally opposite, he couldn't help but ask a question.
Casualties are inevitable when two armies fight. During the war, ordinary generals who died in battle would not be handled in this way.
Of course, those who can live in the general's mansion must not be ordinary generals.
The guard said: "Mrs. Shen Hou died in battle this morning."
The messenger heard this and sighed in his heart.
It turned out to be Mrs. Shen Hou, no wonder she was so valued.
There are only a few women who can go to the battlefield, and their status is so noble, so they should be buried well.
When the sun was at noon, Yang Quan woke up first. After learning that Yu Zheng had sent someone to deliver an urgent letter, he hurried to wake up Yu Cheng.
After sleeping for only two hours, Yu Cheng still felt a severe headache after waking up, and got up and dressed in a daze.
It was not until he washed his face with hot water that Yu Cheng gradually regained consciousness and ordered Yang Quan to bring people in.
"Your Highness, this is written by the prince himself." The messenger handed over the letter respectfully.
Yang Quan took it and presented it to Yu Cheng.
Yu Cheng already knew that Yu Zheng and Zhou Boxu had led the army to Yicheng when the war in the southwest broke out. So he was puzzled as to why Yu Zheng sent him a letter at this time.
Taking the letter and tearing it open, Yu Cheng pulled out the letter paper and unfolded it, reading it carefully word by word. After reading the content of the letter clearly, Yu Cheng frowned.
Mobei and Nanyan are colluding... If this is true, Dazhao will face unprecedented difficulties.
Yu Cheng put down the letter, looked at the messenger with a solemn expression and said, "You have worked hard on the way, go down and rest first, and wait for me to write a reply and bring it back to King Jing."
"Yes." The messenger took the order and followed the guards to settle down.
The journey from Yicheng to the border is long and rugged, and there are few post stations along the way, so it is not possible to rest and change horses in time. It is very difficult to get here.
After the messenger left, the servants brought food. Yu Cheng ate it while asking the guards: "Is Lord Shen awake?"
The guards said: "Not yet."
Yu Cheng swallowed the food in his mouth, sighed and said: "Let him sleep a little longer, don't wake him up."
Lian Zhan was hit hard again overnight. Shen Changze was exhausted physically and mentally, and needed to rest well.
Yu Cheng had his meal, drank a bowl of tonic and cough-relieving soup, and then went to the barracks.
There was silence in the army, and the soldiers who had been tired all night were resting.
Yu Cheng went to comfort the wounded soldiers first, and then went to the meeting account to have people wake up the generals to report the military situation and discuss the follow-up matters.
"In this battle, our army and Mobei lost tens of thousands of soldiers. The people of Mobei are fierce and good at fighting, causing heavy casualties to our army..."
After many battles, Dazhao has lost nearly 50,000 soldiers. 30,000 were seriously injured, 70,000 were slightly injured, and only 50,000 were completely healthy. If there is another battle, only 120,000 people can go to the battlefield.
The casualties of Mobei are slightly lighter than those of Dazhao, and it is estimated that there are still 150,000 people who can fight.
After listening to the war report, Yu Cheng pinched his brows with a headache.
"In my humble opinion, our army has suffered heavy losses this time, and Mobei will definitely take the opportunity to attack again."
"General Zheng is right, we must be prepared early."
One hundred and twenty thousand people against the fifty thousand troops of Mobei, no matter how they defend themselves, it is difficult to resist.
And combined with what was written in Yu Zheng's letter, Yu Cheng vaguely felt that the subsequent fierce attack from Mobei might not be limited to these one hundred and fifty thousand troops.
If there really is reinforcement, the border will surely be broken.
No, they can't just sit there and wait for death!
Yu Cheng clenched his fists, and discussed countermeasures with his fellow generals with solemn expressions.
In the evening, Shen Changze woke up slowly.
"Jinchu." He subconsciously looked to his side.
The bed next to him was empty, with no figure.
"Jinchu..." Shen Changze threw back the quilt and got out of bed, shouting all over the room.
The guards outside the house heard the movement and pushed the door open.
"My Lord, the weather is cold. If you don't wear clothes and shoes, you will catch a cold."
The guards hurriedly brought clothes and shoes for Shen Changze to wear.
"Where is the Madam?" Shen Changze asked.
The guard's hands that were tying his belt froze, and he whispered, "In the side hall." Upon hearing this,
Shen Changze casually put on his shoes and boots and walked out. As soon as he walked to the door, he saw the funeral banners fluttering in the wind in the courtyard, and the eye-catching "Dian" on the white lanterns in the corridor.
Shen Changze was stabbed, and his already not very good face instantly turned a few more pale, and he staggered to the side hall.