The Yellow Millet Dream
A scent of Chinese medicine wafted over, and Huang Yaya opened her eyes. She realized that she had fallen asleep while reading a novel again.
This time, what caught her eyes was Huo Weixi's gentle and surprised gaze. Huang Yaya thought that maybe it was because she was getting older and her sense of morality had become higher. Seeing this epic handsome man who was as bright as the sunset glow, she actually no longer had any desire to pounce on him.
They stared at each other in silence. She became curious about Huo Weixi's attire. His left shoulder was wrapped in a thick, light brown gauze. She thought the strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine must have come from it. To better observe his injuries, Huang Yaya suddenly sat up from the bed. She took a closer look. The gauze wrapped around his body, especially his back, was covered in a large reddish-brown bloodstain. She could even smell the blood when she got closer.
The bus advertisement about caring for the elderly, children, pregnant women and the disabled was a great one! At this moment, Huang Yaya had no intention of paying attention to Huo Weixi's exposed eight-pack abs, the clavicle on his right shoulder that could make a little goldfish swim, or Huo Weixi's Adam's apple moving up and down.
She felt only a little distressed at the moment. A beautiful woman crying is sympathetic, and a handsome man injured will also make the fans feel distressed. Her tone was full of concern and she asked, "Are you hurt?"
Huo Weixi looked at the other person's worried expression and tried to show that nothing serious was wrong with him, so he smiled and said, "Yeah, it's just a minor injury, nothing serious."
Huang Yaya was brainstorming frantically about how to comfort the injured, but in the end, she could only awkwardly blurt out, "How did you get hurt? Does it hurt?"
It must be painful when you are injured. She really admires herself. What’s the difference between this and a girl saying she has a stomachache and a boy saying he wants to drink more water.
"The Yuewan people attacked me by surprise. I was injured because I wasn't paying attention. It doesn't hurt now that my sister is here." Huo Weixi's tone was still gentle and pleasant.
Huang Yaya thought the battle between the two armies would be a bloody one, with no one able to escape unscathed. But she was also thankful for Huo Weixi, thankfully, he didn't get hurt. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but curse herself inwardly: "Beast!" Everyone else was injured, and she was still worried about their face.
"How's the battle going?"
"The situation is not optimistic. Our army's food supplies were burned by the enemy. We originally wanted to attack Yue Wan's capital, but now we can only wait for new food supplies." When mentioning the war, Huo Weixi's face was full of worry and his tone was a little low.
Huang Yaya's dream was not in vain. She thought of the "Records of the Grand Historian" she had read, which recorded how Huo Qubing defeated the Huns.
"The General of the Cavalry led his troops across the Wulu River, attacked Xiupu, crossed the Hunu River, and passed through five kingdoms. He did not seize any baggage or people, hoping to capture the Chanyu's son."
"General Qu Bing led his army, personally led the captured soldiers, and lightly carried them, broke through the main tent, and captured Zhang Qu."
Although the Records of the Grand Historian only has a few brief descriptions and does not elaborate on how to deploy troops, it does describe Huo Piaoyao's general marching style.
Probably because of the lack of food and fodder, the light baggage, and the need for surprise attacks! Combining the interpretations of various history enthusiasts she had read before, compared to Li Guang who lured the Qiang people into surrender and then killed them all, Huo Qubing seemed to be more tolerant of the surrendering Xiongnu people. After all, many of the people who followed him to be granted titles were Xiongnu.
In wars, it's common practice to send food and fodder before troops move. Lack of food from the enemy, as Huo Qubing did, is dangerous, as it requires you to fight without losing. If you do, your soldiers and horses will starve to death. Therefore, throughout the millennia, there's only been one Huo Qubing. But this is just a dream, so feel free to give them some templates!
Huang Yaya said with admiration, "I once read the life story of a general who never lost a battle in his life. Would you like to hear about it?"
Huo Weixi nodded and said calmly, "Sister, please speak."
"The general went on his first expedition at the age of eighteen. At that time, he led eight hundred cavalrymen deep into the enemy's heart, killed more than two thousand enemies, and captured more than a dozen enemy nobles. He was named Marquis of Guanjun by the emperor. At the age of twenty, he led ten thousand soldiers and marched more than a thousand miles in six days, killing more than eight thousand enemies and capturing the enemy's golden man for offering sacrifices to the sky. At the age of twenty-two, he led fifty thousand cavalrymen, penetrated more than two thousand miles into the enemy's heart, annihilated more than seventy thousand enemy troops, and offered sacrifices to the heaven and earth in the enemy's holy land. The enemy fled far away from then on, and from then on, the enemy trembled when they heard his name." Huang Yaya said as she recalled. This was all she remembered of the specific details.
Huo Weixi's expression showed admiration, but more of disbelief. He poured a cup of tea and handed it to Huang Yaya, who was full of admiration, and said, "Sister, this story is really exciting, but it must be a folk fabrication."
The tea in Huang Yaya's hand instantly lost its fragrance. She admitted that this story was indeed incredible, but these things were all recorded in "Records of the Grand Historian".
"Records of the Grand Historian" is the greatest historical work of all time, described by Lu Xun as "the swan song of historians, the rhymeless Li Sao"! Sima Qian is also known as the "Father of Historiography," and he and Huo Qubing were contemporaries. If this is all fabricated, then nothing in the historical community is true.
But there is no way around it, Huo Qubing is so awesome, even Long Aotian in the novel doesn't dare to write like this.
"What if it really exists?"
"That's the God of War descending to earth. With so many soldiers, how could he march over a thousand miles in six days?"
"Cavalry, light provisions, and baggage."
"Sister, in war, the emphasis is on food and supplies first, and soldiers later. He's doing the opposite. Why?"
"A man of great skill and courage will eat the enemy's food."
"What a skilled and daring man, but he's too reckless. If he fails, the consequences will be unimaginable."
Huang Yaya took a sip of tea and sighed. So, in the past five thousand years, there has only been one Huo Qubing! What a fascinating ancestor!
Seeing this, Huo Weixi asked, "Sister, why are you sighing?"
"Heroes have short lives. This general fell ill and died at the age of 24."
"God is really jealous of talented people! If our Yue Kingdom could produce a general like this, Yue Wan would not dare to invade every year." Huo Weixi sighed.
"This general knew how to appoint the right people to the right positions. His army was filled with surrendered enemy generals, so he was able to strike directly into the heart of the enemy every time." When fighting in an environment like the Gobi Desert, it is very important not to get lost. The likes of Gongsun Ao and Li Guang had both lost their way during battle, but Huo Qubing was the only one who had a guide to find the right direction. He was able to force the enemy to flee in panic every time and terrified them.
"This general is a natural born commander. He is brave and resourceful in marching and commanding troops." Huo Weixi praised.
No one dislikes being praised by their idol, and Huang Yaya nodded desperately to show her agreement. As she nodded, she felt dizzy, and when she opened her eyes again, it was already 11 o'clock in the morning. Xu Meng shouted from the side: "Yaya, wake up, it's time to go to lunch."
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