Unparalleled Concubine - v2 Chapter 1003

   Chapter 1003 All grown up

Li Xin and Ye Mao, together with two people from Zhechong Mansion, went back and forth around Jizhou City for three days. First, they came to find the scattered remnants of the Zhenbei Army. The soldiers were brought back to Yancheng. After two days, the soldiers found more than 3,000 people. The doctors in Yancheng were not enough. Fortunately, the four Zhechong houses escorted a lot of spirits from the capital to disinfect them. There is no shortage of alcohol, and the wounded will not die on a large scale.

On the third day, Ye Mao, who had not closed his eyes for two days and two nights, finally couldn’t hold on any longer, and almost fell to the ground from the horse. With the help of his family, he returned to Yancheng. Li Xin helped Ye Mao to Yancheng. Rest in the state shepherd’s house.

Ye Mao only slept on the bed for two hours, and suddenly woke up. He lifted the quilt and stumbled out of the door. The Ye family was guarding the door. After seeing Ye Mao coming out, he quickly stepped forward to support him. He then sent someone to inform Li Xin that after a while, Mrs. Li, who had been disarmed, carried a food box and walked into Ye Mao’s yard. When he saw Ye Guogong, who was unkempt, Li Xin shook his head and sighed, and said. : “Let the people in this house cook some porridge for you, you can drink some.”

  Ye Mao was sitting on the stool in the yard, and he was completely lost.

   He is a little confused now, and even wonders if the tragic situation he has seen in the past two days is just his own nightmare.

   After opening the food box and taking a few mouthfuls of porridge, he looked up at Li Xin, his voice hoarse: “Uncle, Zhenbei Army…”

  Li Xin shook his head and sighed.

“The remnants that should be gathered in the past two days have also gathered. I have asked someone to make a rough count. There are about 12,000 people who fled back to Yancheng from the Zhenbei Army. Among them, more than 1,000 were seriously injured, and nearly 1,000 were slightly injured. Five thousand people.”

   In this case, once seriously injured, it is basically difficult to escape from the front line. Most of the 1,000 surviving members of the Zhenbei Army came from Jizhou to Yancheng.

   Hearing Li Xin’s words, Ye Mao’s face turned pale.

The Zhenbei Army is the foundation of the Ye family, but for Ye Mao, the Zhenbei Army is more than just political capital. It is a frontier army built by three generations of the Ye family after decades of hard work. Ye Sheng To lay the foundation for the Zhenbei Army, Ye Ming spent most of his life in the Zhenbei Army, and Ye Mao himself has stayed in the Zhenbei Army since the eighth year of Taikang, for a full six or seven years.

   In the Zhenbei Army, there are his comrades, subordinates, and friends.

   Today, of the 100,000 Zhenbei Army, there are almost not one out of ten, and there are only a few remnants of defeated soldiers, which makes it very difficult for this big man to accept it for a while.

  He lowered his head for a long time in silence, and finally gritted his teeth.

   “If I knew earlier… if I knew I was in Ningling, I should have listened to my uncle!”

When Li Xin went to Ningling to express his condolences to Ye Ming, he once explained this matter to Ye Mao. If the Jimen Gate could not be held, the Zhenbei Army would try to preserve its strength and retreat temporarily, which would attract enough attention from the court. , Second, most of the Zhenbei Army could be left, but Ye Lin rejected it with righteous indignation.

   The decision of the Ye family at that time was to stick to Jizhou no matter what.

Later, the Ye family’s uncle and nephew were trapped in the capital. When they communicated with Wang Dun, the deputy general of the Zhenbei Army, they also instructed Wang Dun to hold the Jimen Pass no matter what. Because of this, the Zhenbei Army will persist until now. Played like this.

   Seeing the tragic situation of the Zhenbei Army at this time, as the decision maker at that time, Ye Mao felt deeply guilty.

Li Xin stood up silently, stretched out his hand and patted Ye Mao’s shoulder, shook his head and said, “One more death from the Zhenbei Army, ten fewer people in the northern Xinjiang will die. After Jimen Pass has been held for so long, most of the people in the northern Xinjiang will die. They have all moved hundreds of miles south, and their merits are immeasurable.”

   At this time, he naturally couldn’t irritate Ye Mao any more. With his temper, he might just rush into the Xianbei camp on horseback.

  Ye Mao nodded and said nothing.

   Li Xin continued: “Although the Zhenbei Army has been crippled, the formation of the Zhenbei Army is still there. When the matter here is over, you can recruit some soldiers and reorganize the Zhenbei Army.”

   Ye Mao lowered his head, his voice hoarse.

   “I’m afraid the court will not give me another chance to recruit Zhenbei Army.”

  Li Xin did not respond to this sentence.

Ye Mao is right, even in Ye Sheng’s time, the imperial court was sparing no effort to suppress the Ye family. Several generations of the imperial court were trying to weaken the Ye family’s power, not to mention that the Ye family and Li Xin were so close now. .

  If the Zhenbei Army only lost half of it and recruited again, the imperial court would have no reason to interfere with the Zhenbei Army, but now that there is not one out of ten Zhenbei Army, it is almost starting from scratch. Even if the Zhenbei Army is recruited again, the imperial court will directly take over.

   Li Xin said those words just to comfort Ye Mao. He knew better than anyone what would happen next in Northern Xinjiang.

Ye Mao sat on a chair in the yard, suddenly picked up the porcelain bowl on the table, and gulps down the white porridge in the bowl, then he stood up, looked up at Li Xin, and said solemnly, “Uncle… Let the Xianbei Ministry pay the price!”

   he gritted his teeth.

   “You give your order, when will you attack, I will let those northern barbarians pay their debts with blood!”

  Li Xin smiled bitterly and said, “You look at me too highly, and the troops are not enough at this time. It is already difficult for us to defend Yancheng and prevent Yuwen’s troops from going south. Can’t we go to Jizhou to die?”

   “Master, you must have a way.”

   Ye Mao looked at Li Xin and said slowly, “In the past ten years, I haven’t seen anything that can make it hard for you.”

   “I do have a way.”

   The summer is over now, and there is already some chill in the north. Li Xin habitually put both hands in his wide sleeves and said lightly, “But it will take some time to prepare.”

   Ye Mao’s eyes flashed, he understood what Li Xin meant by preparation, he asked, “How long will it take?”

   “At least half a month.”

   Ye Mao lowered his head and asked, “Does Uncle Master have a plan?”

Li Xin said slowly: “Since the third year of Taikang, I have been with Master Ye, and I have consulted a lot of things in northern Xinjiang. Master Ye said that after Jimen Pass, the only way between the north and the south is to pass through. It will no longer exist, and the Xianbei Ministry can have many routes to the south, so it will not help us to stay in Yancheng.”

   “Be proactive.”

  Li Xin looked at Ye Mao and said, “Of course, near Jizhou City, Yu Wenzhao still has at least 100,000 troops. If we go to attack Jizhou City now, we will kill ourselves.”

   “I’ve thought of another way.”

Having said this, Li Xin looked at Ye Mao with a solemn expression: “Yuwenzhao has just occupied Jizhou, and he himself has suffered a lot. It is estimated that it will take a few months to repair or even wait until the spring of next year before the next move will be made. , we have a lot of time to prepare, I will give you a month, and in this month, I will give you all the four Zhechong residences, and my request is only one, try to let all of them learn to ride horses.”

   “If it can be done, I will take you to avenge the Xianbei people.”

  The Great Jin lacked horses, so even in the Gyeonggi Imperial Army, not everyone could ride a horse. Even among the Yulin Wei, who made a fortune in Li Xin’s years, only one or two of the ten had ridden a horse.

  Ye Mao got up and clasped his fists respectfully at Li Xin: “I must live up to my uncle’s request!”

   Li Xin patted Ye Mao on the shoulder again and sighed.

   “Okay, you’ve been exhausted these days, take a good rest. You’re not that 20-year-old guy back then.”

   Ye Mao is a few years older than Li Xin, and he is thirty-five or six years old this year.

   And Li Xin himself, too, passed his thirteen years earlier.

  Ye Mao got up, shook his head and said, “I’ll be fine.”

   After saying that, he walked out of the yard and walked towards the outside of the prefectural shepherd’s house.

  Li Xin shook his head and said nothing.

   No need to guess, Ye Mao must have gone to train those Gyeonggi Imperial Guards.

   (end of this chapter)