So, Huang Laoda was sent to the capital in less than a day.
His departure didn't cause any ripples; in fact, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Not all mistakes can be undone. When someone's character is repeatedly flawed, people will inevitably question their motives, especially since his behavior is indeed not very convincing.
"Finally, things are peaceful at home." Mrs. Xie couldn't help but stretch.
"Yingying, please take good care of the children. You can put aside what you're doing and start learning formations from me."
“Mother, I have been practicing all along,” Xie said with some pride. “I can already set up the One Yuan Formation, but I can only set up the small one.”
“Not bad,” Jiang Nuan sighed softly, “Since you have talent, don’t waste it. The future of the Huang family may depend on you.”
Upon hearing this, Madam Xie was greatly surprised. "Mother, why did you suddenly say such a thing?"
Seeing her daughter-in-law so excited, Jiang Nuan couldn't help but laugh. "Don't overthink it. I just feel that no one in the family has this kind of talent except you."
"Really?" Xie was still somewhat doubtful.
"Of course, what else did you think?"
"I thought Mother was trying to hide something from everyone."
"How could that be?" Jiang Nuan smiled calmly, reassured her daughter-in-law for a while, and then left.
The incompleteness of her spiritual soul remained a potential problem, so she decided to focus her energy on it from now on.
Two months have passed in the blink of an eye, and Wolong Village remains as peaceful as ever.
Suddenly, Madam Xie rushed over with a letter in her hand. "Mother, my husband has written! He has finally written!"
"What did you say?"
"The date is a month ago. He and Jiang Chao passed the test of the Northwest Army and have been appointed as assault general and adjutant general, respectively, to investigate Gandan." As she spoke, Xie wrinkled her nose. "This letter only says this much, nothing else."
At that moment, she wished she could drag her husband over and give him a good beating.
They didn't say anything about how well he was eating or dressed, whether he was injured or ostracized, or whether he was confident in dealing with Gandan.
In times of war, a letter from home is worth its weight in gold. Sending a letter across thousands of miles is no easy feat. Why is it only two pages long? It should at least be seventeen or eighteen pages long, right?
Upon hearing this, Jiang Nuan said jokingly, "You've been thinking about it?"
“After all, the Northwest is a war-torn region, so I’m a little worried,” Xie Shi paused, then threw herself into Jiang Nuan’s arms. “Mother, I miss my husband.”
"Who was it that couldn't wait for him to leave before?" Jiang Nuan shook her head with a smile. "He can go to the Northwest if he wants, but he can go whenever he has mastered the maze and defensive formations."
Xie was talented and had her mother-in-law teach her step by step, so she avoided many detours compared to Jiang Nuan, and her progress in formations was not slow.
Even so, she was still unable to set up a defensive formation. She immediately lowered her head dejectedly, saying, "It will take at least another half month."
So, work hard!
"Daughter-in-law, do your best." Although Xie's voice was disappointed, she did not complain.
She understood that her mother-in-law was doing it for her own good; the Northwest was a war-torn region, and without the ability to protect herself, she absolutely could not go there.
After Xie left, Jiang Nuan took out a secret letter delivered by a guard and frowned.
The situation in the Northwest seems somewhat delicate. What exactly happened on Gandan's side?
After thinking about it, I sent a reply letter back.
Northwest border.
In the Gandan camp, Jiang Chao and Huang Lao Er, dressed in Gandan attire, moved swiftly and stealthily between tents.
When the two met, Jiang Chao lowered his voice and asked, "Second brother, have you found anything on your end?"
"Didn't find it. What about you?"
"I haven't found it either, but I have a clue. Let's go, this isn't a good place to talk, let's find a safe place to talk."
"Um!"
A short while later, the two went to a secluded hillside to change clothes. "Jiang Chao, are you sure you're not mistaken? Why would Gandan's provisions be stored here? The Great Zhou camp is right across the street. Aren't they afraid of it being leaked?"
“It’s right here, there’s no mistake,” Jiang Chao said with certainty. “We’ve been scouting for half a month. Gandan’s troop distribution has always been uneven and they’re frequently being redeployed. Only in this place have the number of soldiers never been less than 10,000. There must be something important that needs to be guarded. What could be more important than provisions?”
His clear and logical words left Huang Lao Er speechless.
"But after three days we still haven't found it. We can't just keep wandering around like flies, can we?"
“Of course not,” Jiang Chao narrowed his eyes, a glint of light appearing in them. “We’ve already searched the southeast, west, and north directions, so only the north remains.”
"Hmm, bring more people back to search. With just the two of us, we probably won't have enough time to act." After a pause, Huang Lao Er said with some regret, "It's a pity that this batch of grain can only be burned. Otherwise, we could have brought it back to the camp and given the soldiers an extra meal."
You'll never know how tough life is for soldiers guarding the frontier until you come here.
It's only October, but there's already a lot of snow. Even wearing thick cotton-padded clothes, the cold wind still feels bone-chilling.
Of course, this does not include Huang Lao Er and Jiang Chao.
Those who regularly practice these exercises are several times stronger than ordinary people in terms of both physical fitness and cold resistance.
"There's nothing to regret. We can't eat it all, and neither can Gandan. No one benefits, but Gandan suffers a greater loss."
Jiang Chao's logic was simple: no one could gain an advantage, and whoever suffered the greatest loss would be the one who was unlucky.
Upon hearing this, Huang Lao Er nodded in deep agreement, not seeing any problem with it at all.
Gandan: What business is it of yours what I eat?
After a short while, Jiang Chao looked up at the vast expanse of snow and couldn't help but rub his eyes. "We shouldn't stay here any longer. Let's go back and come up with a new plan."
“Alright,” Huang Lao Er pulled out a handful of dried meat. “Eat something to replenish your strength. It’s a 30-mile journey, and it will take some time.”
Upon hearing this, Jiang Chao asked suspiciously, "Where did this dried meat come from? It looks like Gandan's."
“It’s because their camp is in good order,” Huang Lao Er immediately assured Jiang Chao before he could speak, “No one will find out. The kitchen is a mess, so it’s not that easy to spot.”
"Alright then!"
Jiang Chao stopped worrying, spurred his horse, and hurried towards the camp.
As soon as the two returned to the camp, someone came up to them, "General, Lieutenant General, you're back?"
"Okay, bring some food over."
"yes!"
After they had eaten and drunk their fill, the two men finally had the time to ask their subordinates questions.
"Shunzi, come in."
"General, Lieutenant General, is there anything you need to do?"
"Did anything happen in the camp during the three days we were away?"
"General Yang sent someone to summon you. He learned that the general and the adjutant had gone to Gandan to investigate, and only said that you should go there when you have time."
"Is there anything else?"
"Otherwise," Shunzi thought for a moment and said uncertainly, "a lot of brothers have been having eye problems lately, and the doctor is trying to find a solution."
"My eyes feel uncomfortable," Jiang Chao asked, frowning. "Did you stay in the snow for too long?"
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