border.
There were constant wailing sounds in the military camp. The soldiers were no longer the same as when they left Beijing. The biting cold wind from outside the Great Wall lashed their faces like a sharp whip. Their battle robes had long been worn out, but they had no time to care.
Their hands were covered with calluses from holding swords for a long time, their cheeks were tanned, and they had been out of food for three days. Everyone's face was haggard.
In the tent, Jiang Qiao applied medicine to her arm. In order to encourage the soldiers, she was always at the front of every charge. She had wounds of all sizes on her body, and she didn't know how many scars she would have in the future.
Jiang Qiao has always been a person who loves beauty. How could he not care about her when she is so beautiful? But now, these seem not so important.
She was a woman, so every time someone wanted to enter her tent, they had to ask outside.
Lin Bang yelled as usual, "General, is it convenient for you to come in?"
Jiang Qiao heard the sound and rolled up his sleeve to cover the wound, "Come in."
Lin Bang held the letter in his hand, and a look of joy finally appeared on his face. "General, someone from the court has come to support us. As long as we hold on a little longer, we can defeat the Southern Qiang."
Jiang Qiao asked as he put on his heavy armor, "Who's coming to support us?"
Lin Bang replied, "It's His Highness the Fourth Prince. His Highness is truly brave. No wonder so many ministers in the court support him."
Jiang Qiao initially thought he had misheard, "Shi Yechen?"
Lin Bang replied honestly, "Yes."
Jiang Qiao frowned. She thought that when the capital got the news, they would at least send other experienced generals. At the very least, it would be Jiang Hao. How could it be Shi Yechen?
Jiang Qiao couldn't understand it. She felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.
This afternoon, several herdsmen came to the military camp, leading hundreds of sheep behind them. I'm afraid all the livestock in the village are here. They must have been born and raised here, and their faces were all red.
I don't know where they got the news, but they heard that the army had no food, so they brought their own sheep here, hoping they could be of some help.
Jiang Qiao was very grateful to them. At this moment, she knew that these days of living on the edge of a knife were worth it, and the people they were protecting were also doing their best to protect them.
At night, when the bonfire was lit again, the soldiers sat together to eat roasted whole lamb, sharing each other's stories and dreams, missing their families far away and their deceased comrades.
Shitou specially left a leg of lamb for Jiang Qiao, "General, here it is."
Jiang Qiao took it and patted his shoulder, "Why do I feel like you've grown taller recently?"
Shitou raised his head high, his eyes twinkling, "That's what Lieutenant General Lin said too. It seems I will soon be able to become a man as powerful as a general."
Jiang Qiao couldn't bear to hit him, "Maybe!"
…
Seven days later.
Judging from the time, Shi Yechen should have arrived with his men, but Jiang Qiao still hadn't seen anyone.
She felt increasingly uneasy.
At this time, a spy came to report from outside the tent.
"General, this is bad news! The Fourth Prince has led his troops directly to Southern Qiang! The two factions have already started fighting! The Fourth Prince is foolish! How can his 50,000 troops be a match for the Southern Qiang?"
"What?!" Jiang Qiao widened his eyes, staring straight ahead, his palms full of sweat.
So that's how it is. She then asked why Shi Yechen came to support. It turned out that he had already colluded with Nan Qiang!
I'm afraid that the recent incidents in Hanbei Kingdom are all related to him. Even the spies in the military camp this time may be the work of Shi Yechen.
Southern Qiang has been secretly raising troops in recent years, and its strength is no longer what it used to be. This time, there are about 200,000 soldiers and horses. Jiang Qiao miscalculated in this expedition and only brought 100,000 soldiers and horses. Southern Qiang's troops and horses are twice as many as the Northern Han Kingdom.
If Shi Yechen had transferred the few troops in the capital to support, the war might have been won, but now he directly took 50,000 troops to Nanqiang, which was no different from committing suicide.
If Jiang Qiao continues to fight, Han Bei Kingdom’s chances of winning are very low.
If she loses... the capital's defense is too weak now... Nan Qiang will definitely break through the capital directly, and the consequences will be unimaginable!
Lin Bang also rushed in, his body stiff and his eyes dull. "General, what should we do? Why is the Fourth Prince... Why is he so confused this time? He will always have the credit. How can he defeat the Southern Qiang alone?"
Jiang Qiao picked up the sword beside him, his voice choking with sobs, "Even now, do you still think Shi Yechen went to Nanqiang just for the sake of merit? He has been in cahoots with Nanqiang for a long time. He is just a traitor!"
Lin Bang stood there, he didn't quite understand what Jiang Qiao was saying?
Jiang Qiao didn't give him time to think, "Notify everyone and send troops to attack Nanqiang immediately!"
…
There is peace in Beijing.
In the eyes of those ministers, with Shi Yechen's support, attacking Nanqiang would not be a problem. They did not realize that danger was about to come.
General's Mansion.
The weather is cold and the wind is howling.
Ji Muhe was almost seven months pregnant, and her belly was bulging. She stood in the yard, her heart aching.
Chunhua saw that she was not feeling well and helped her sit down. "Madam, are you worried about the young lady?"
Ji Muhe sighed, "Ah, I wonder how the battle is going?"
Chunhua comforted her, "Don't worry, Madam. The Fourth Prince has already gone to support her. Everything will be fine. You should take care of yourself first. Maybe the young lady will appear before you in a few days!"
Ji Muhe still had a worried look on his face, "I hope so!"
…
In the palace.
Fu Yanci was teaching his new apprentice. Changfeng was only eight years old this year and was a rare person with talent in divination. The emperor had put a lot of effort into finding him.
Changfeng is still at the age of playing around and is unwilling to study hard. "Master, can I take a break for a while? I already know everything you said."
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