Chapter 159
Northern Xinjiang Station.
Everyone was in a panic.
The Great Zhou did not give them any time to react, and used the new gunpowder to catch them off guard. They lost all the cities they had captured, and were forced to retreat thirty miles.
The nightmare that Jirigela prayed for day and night did not appear in his dreams, but appeared in reality.
"The crossbow, the compound bow, and this time the gunpowder..."
They were all made by the same person.
Jizhigla looked at the newly presented information. He originally had murderous intentions towards the Seventh Prince who had suddenly risen and boosted the morale of the Great Zhou. Now his fear reached a peak.
"Our original shield can't block their gunpowder. We must replace it with a new one with a thicker one." Zuo Xian Wang's voice was a little weak.
After the Great Zhou attacked the city, Xia Fuyang chased him like a madman and tried to kill him, saying he would cut off his tongue. His body was pierced with several holes by the spear and he barely managed to survive.
What a mad dog.
Jizhigla: "Contact Nanning and ask them to double the thickness of the shield they send this time."
He said in hatred: "The Emperor of Nanning is cunning. He asked us to be his vanguard, but he said that it is not the time to attack Nanning yet. If he continues to watch the fire from the other side of the river without taking any action, I will peel off a layer of skin from Nanning even if I risk my life!"
His words were harsh, but when Northern Frontier won a great victory over Great Zhou, he did not think about Nanning at all. He was only greedy and used the supplies provided by Nanning to rush forward.
When frustrated, I tend to think of my allies, blame them for standing idly by, and try to ease my frustration.
Zuo Xian Wang: "I will obey your majesty's orders."
Jizhigla narrowed his eyes. "I want the formula of their new gunpowder. Try to find a way to contact someone from the Supervision Office and ask him to steal it for me."
Zuo Xian Wang: "Okay, I'll try to contact him."
He agreed while frowning, as if... he hadn't seen people from the Supervisory Office patrolling the city for a long time.
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border.
Zhongyi City.
The city flag and the flying bird and black dragon battle flag were planted on the city wall.
The soldiers are repairing the city wall.
After two consecutive battles and gunpowder bombing, the wall was badly damaged and needed to be repaired.
But everyone was working very hard, and the generals were laughing so hard that their mouths were broken. They had never, ever had such an exciting battle.
The casualties on their side were very small. The gunpowder directly blew up the soldiers and horses from the northern border, and they killed them like killing chickens and pigs.
It's just that the city wall is in a bad condition, and that batch of gunpowder has been used up after being distributed to the defenders on the east and west sides. The second batch is being urgently produced under the supervision of Lang Qing.
After all the cities were recaptured, Qu Dubian brought his grandfather to Yicheng for treatment.
In fact, he originally wanted to send his grandfather to the main city, but after thinking about it all night, he was still worried that something might happen to his grandfather once he left his sight.
Therefore, he directly called the military doctor and several capable doctors from the main city to come to the city. Unless it was necessary, he would not move the doctors but the people.
The doctors in the main city have their own specialties, but overall they are similar to the accompanying military doctors.
Xu Jin's external injuries were slowly healing, but his internal injuries still could not be healed.
Lang Qing was in charge of the gunpowder issues in the first city, Xia Fuyang was arranging the march, reorganizing the troops, and treating the wounded, and Prince Ming was still stationed in the second city.
Therefore, the burden of the rest of Zhongyi City's military affairs fell entirely on Qu Duanbian.
He needed to take time to use his internal energy to relax his grandfather's meridians, while also handling the military affairs at hand. He was very busy and had no time to rest.
Several times a day, soldiers in the city would see their highness running around the city with colorful ropes tied to his neck.
Ye Lianyang took a break from his busy schedule, squatted on the ground with a bowl in his hand, looked at the back of his boss who had just run past, took a mouthful of rice, blew his side bangs, and said proudly to the other soldiers:
"Xiao Lin, you lost the bet! The boss's hair ties today are in four colors."
Xiaolin wailed, "Yesterday they were still two colors!"
Someone nearby said, "Tomorrow I'll bet on five."
"Then I guess I'll wear the one with the red beads tomorrow."
Ye Lianyang snorted: "The little rabbit ones are cuter."
Qu Dubian held it in for a day or two, but still couldn't control his hands and started to tie hair ties of other colors.
Ye Lianyang, this boring guy, was guessing every day what kind of hair tie he would change to the next day. Later, the guessing gradually spread to their entire team, and finally most of the people in the barracks started guessing, as if they were treating this as a little daily fun.
Of course, I'm not being sarcastic, I just think it's cute.
When they thought of the young general who was decisive and ruthless on the battlefield and inherited Xu Hou's legacy, and who would sit by the bed and carefully choose a hair tie every morning when he got up, they felt that the young general was more vivid and closer to them.
After all the commotion, Xia Fuyang also heard about this matter.
Ye Lianyang asked secretly: "General Xia, I heard that you and the boss have known each other since childhood in the capital? Was the boss also like this when he was a child?"
Xia Fuyang raised his eyebrows and said as a matter of course: "He is so good-looking, he can afford to be fancy. Besides, he is only seventeen years old, younger than the rest of us. Isn't he the right age to be fancy?"
After saying that, he felt melancholy again. When he was a child, he called him brother, but when he grew up, he either called him by his name or called him Old Xia, Old Xia. If you didn’t know, you would think they were calling him dad.
Yes, only seventeen.
Ye Lianyang: "Hey, I remember when the boss was in Shancheng, he said he was sixteen. When was the boss' birthday?"
"His birthday..."
Xia Fuyang's smile faded, "He has never had a proper birthday."
Ye Lianyang was stunned: "Why? The boss is a prince."
Xia Fuyang: "His birthday is the anniversary of his biological mother's death."
Ye Lianyang had never heard of this matter. The soldiers who had risen up on the border in recent years knew very little about the affairs of the palace.
"So, Boss, when is your birthday?"
Xia Fuyang: "The tenth day of May, there are still two days left. On his birthday, he always goes back to Shunning Palace to eat the longevity noodles cooked by Concubine Xuan."
Ye Lianyang: "General, how about we cook a bowl for the boss as well?"
Xia Fuyang pondered for a moment, "It's possible, but..."
He was just thinking about something when a voice suddenly came from the military camp: "The Marquis is awake!"
Xia Fuyang ran towards the military camp instantly.
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Xu Jin slowly opened his eyes.
The first person he saw was his own grandson.
Qu Watanabe nervously waved his hand in front of his eyes, "Grandpa, how is it?"
Xu Jin was still very weak at this time, and his breathing was accompanied by a dull sound in his lungs.
He blinked slightly to show that he could hear what they said.
"Generals, please allow us to take a look at the Marquis," the military doctors and physicians pushed them aside and some gave acupuncture and some examined them.
Although Xu Jin woke up, he did not look much relieved after the military doctor took his pulse.
Except for the external injuries which have healed somewhat, the internal injuries have not been eliminated. It can only be said that the Marquis has woken up now because of his strong willpower.
How long it can last is uncertain.
However, being awake is better than being unconscious.
The military doctor said, "Let's go down and cook the medicine first."
Qu Watanabe: "Thank you for your help."
He asked someone to prepare some light porridge and vegetables, and then fetched a basin of water to help his grandfather wipe his face.
Xu Jin was still weak and unable to speak. After drinking the porridge, he slept for the whole afternoon and woke up again in the evening.
This time, he finally had the strength to speak.
There was only Lang Qing in the tent. Seeing Xu Jin wake up, he became happy and was about to go out to call for help, but Xu Jin stopped him, "Wait."
Xu Jin struggled to sit up, and Lang Qing quickly reached out to support him, letting him half lean on the bed.
"My Lord, you just woke up, you should have a good rest."
Xu Jin's memory still remains at the moment when Zhongyi City was breached and his grandson came to rescue him but fell into danger. Later, when reinforcements arrived, he fell into a coma there.
When he woke up, he saw Xiaoguai. He was in good spirits, which made Xu Jin feel a little relieved.
But thinking of the broken city and the powerful offensive army in the northern border, he felt heavy in his heart, "How long have I been unconscious?"
Lang Qing counted on his fingers: "Hmm... about ten days?"
It has been so long. Xu Jin felt even more depressed. "What is the current situation of the two armies?"
He was prepared for the worst.
For example, Zhongcheng lost two cities in a row and retreated to the main city.
Perhaps the main city could not be defended, so they moved to the city behind to fight a desperate battle.
Lang Qing: "My Lord, don't worry. We have already recaptured one city in the middle, and the two cities on the west side have also been recaptured. Our Great Zhou soldiers have driven the northern frontier army away for thirty miles, and won three great victories in ten days!"
"Now I think that the people in the northern border are trembling when they hear the sound of our attack."
“………”
Xu Jin was silent for a long time. The old man looked at his subordinate who had followed him for many years and said, "Are you crazy?"
Lang Qing glared: "I didn't, Lord, it's true."
Xu Jin: "Don't lie to me just to take care of my feelings. I won't fall for it."
Lang Qing wanted to lift up the bed and carry him out to have a look, "I swear! We are in Yicheng now."
But he also understood. After all, the situation was extremely chaotic before the Marquis fell into a coma. It was normal for him to not believe it when he found that the situation had completely changed after sleeping for ten days.
He explained the situation quickly.
"My Lord, you don't know that you were seriously injured and unconscious at the time, and the soldiers were in low spirits. General Xia retreated three times and fought three times. Seeing that the two cities could not be defended, the Seventh Prince took up the flag and went to fight. From sunset to dawn, he and General Xia were always at the forefront, and the battle flag never fell, which really boosted the morale of our soldiers."
"later……"
The more he listened, the wider Xu Jin's eyes opened.
Carry the flag, seal the supervisory office, gunpowder, counterattack, capture the city, and pursue the enemy.
Wow, is this the soft and well-behaved little grandson in his eyes?
...even more powerful than when Ting Feng was young.
It took Xu Jin a long time to digest the fact that his little white rabbit had mutated into a big tiger.
Lang Qing: "My Lord, why do you look unhappy?"
Xu Jin only said: "My little bastard has to endure so much hardship."
He guarded the border just to let Xiaoguai and his wife live a stable life. The child he gave up his military power and rushed to the capital to protect has now grown up and come to the border to fight for protection.
But if possible, he would rather the child be ordinary.
When Qu Dubian heard the news, Xu Jin had already calmed down and was holding his grandson's hand with a smile.
"Grandpa made you worried."
Qu Watanabe: "Yes, yes, I am really worried! Grandpa, you have to take good care of your health in the future, okay?"
Xu Jin: "Okay, I'll listen to you."
He wanted to take up arms and go to the battlefield, but now he even had difficulty speaking, let alone riding a horse to fight.
Qu Dubian stayed here until midnight. Xu Jin was exhausted and soon felt sleepy. Qu Dubian wanted to stay here and watch, but Xu Jin urged him to go back to sleep.
He said he wouldn't sleep until he left.
Not long after Qu Dubian left, Xia Fuyang sneaked in, "My Lord."
Xu Jin: "Is Xiaoguai's birthday coming soon?"
Xia Fuyang was stunned for a moment: "Does the Marquis remember?"
Xu Jin was silent for a long time before he smiled: "I will forget any day, but I will never forget this day."
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