Unparalleled Concubine - v2 Chapter 1015
Chapter 1015 Are you Li Changan a saint?
Qi Gui’s department stopped in front of him, so Li Xin had no choice but to camp in place and wait for news from Helan’s department, which was three days.
For three days, there was no news from the Helan Department. To make matters worse, Yu Wenzhao, who came from Jizhou, had already brought 10,000 people, blocking Li Xin’s retreat.
Li Xin was sitting in the central army tent, with a slightly crude map outside the customs placed in front of him, he pointed to the Qi Gui Department in front of him, and said slowly: “The Qi Gui Department is now capable of fighting, and it is estimated that there are only ten thousand soldiers. There are many people, with the power of Tianlei, we may be able to rush to kill with our backs.”
In the last battle, there is no retreat behind him. Now the retreat is blocked by Yu Wenzhao. It is no different from having a big river behind him. At this time, he must risk his life and finally fight for it.
Yes, because there is still no news from the Helan Department, Li Xin is ready to break the boat and fight to the death with the Qi Gui Department.
This is something that can’t be helped. Now Yu Wenzhao is only about three hundred miles away from them.
Pointing at the map, he said to Ye Mao: “Go on, we will start breaking through tomorrow evening, we are not good at riding and shooting, so we will abandon the bow and crossbow, and use a long knife to fight with the beggars in close combat, and we can rush as much as possible at night. Go to the front of the Qigyu tribe, so as not to be mass-killed by their bows and arrows.”
Having said this, Li Xin paused.
“In addition, the people who charge in the front row each send a thunderbolt, how to use it, and act according to the opportunity.”
Ye Mao nodded and said solemnly, “The last will make arrangements!”
After finished speaking, Ye Mao got up and left the handsome tent, while Li Xin stayed in the handsome tent alone and closed his eyes and pondered.
To be honest, no matter what happens to this cavalry, he himself will not be in too much danger. Now there are many Anbu supporters near him, and it may not be enough to protect a large group of troops from retreating, but to protect Ye Mao and Li Xin It is not difficult for the two to return to the customs. The crux of the matter now is whether the more than 10,000 Gyeonggi forbidden troops that Li Xin brought out of the customs can return alive.
While he was thinking about things in the tent, a messenger walked into the tent, half-kneeled in front of Li Xin, and said, “General, the Xianbei people have sent a letter to the general in person… “
Li Xin asked, “Where did it come from?”
“General Hui, sent from the east.”
The Qigui Department was in the northwest of Dajin, Jizhou City was in the northeast direction, and the letter sent from the east was Yu Wenzhao’s letter.
Li Xin nodded, stretched out his hand to take the letter, looked at it briefly, and asked the messenger, “Has the messenger gone?”
“No, I’m still waiting for news from the general in the tent.”
Li Xin thought for a while, then said, “Then tell him, I agree.”
The messenger bowed his head, and then withdrew from the tent.
The content of the letter is very simple, Yu Wenzhao wants to see himself.
After so long, Yu Wenzhao finally found out who was leading the cavalry that was doing things outside the customs. After knowing that it was Li Xin, Yu Wenzhao wrote such a letter to Li Xin almost without hesitation.
When the generals of the two sides meet during the war, there are generally already inherent rules. For example, if Yu Wenzhao takes the initiative to meet Li Xin, then the time and place of the meeting will be determined by Li Xin. Of course, this place cannot be set within the control of both parties. , to ensure the safety of both parties as much as possible.
Li Xin picked up the pen and sent a letter back to Yu Wenzhao. The two parties agreed to meet at a place a hundred miles east of Li Xin’s camp, each with fifty soldiers and horses. This location was closer to Li Xin’s department. What danger would there be.
The time is set at noon the next day.
Early the next morning, Li Xin rejected Ye Mao’s request to meet Yu Wenzhao on his behalf, and instructed Ye Mao to prepare to break through in the camp.
Yesterday, when Li Xin received the letter, he had already had someone put up a tent here, and then left a dozen people to be vigilant around him, to beware of any traps laid by the Xianbei people, but Yu Wenzhao was very honest this time, even beforehand. They didn’t send anyone here to see it, so they came to the meeting openly.
When Li Xin arrived on horseback, the co-leader of the Yuwen tribes was already waiting for Li Xin under Pengzi.
Li Xin dismounted, threw the reins to the guards beside him, walked into the small grass hut, and bowed his hands to Yu Wenzhao: “Tianwang, long time no see.”
The two of them met in Taikang for eight years, and they sat together and made a covenant. At that time, Yu Wenzhao was a middle-aged man in his forties, and Li Xin was a young man in his twenties. It took seven years in a blink of an eye. In the past, King Yuwen was already full of white hair, and the Marquis of Jing’an was already middle-aged.
Yuwenzhao stood up from under the Pengzi. He did not salute Li Xin, but looked up and down Li Xin with a complicated expression.
After a long time, he spoke slowly.
“Who in the end led this cavalry to make trouble outside the customs, I have thought about this question many times, and also thought about many people, I even thought about whether it is a kind of martial arts, a mausoleum, or even the junior of a kind family. Chong Heng, I want to go in.”
Having said that, Yu Wenzhao glanced at Li Xin with an extremely complicated expression.
“But I never imagined that it was you, Li Changan, Lord Li Dahou.”
“When my subordinates sent this news to my desk the day before yesterday, I almost slashed him with a knife.”
Yu Wenzhao still looked at Li Xin with a face full of confusion.
“How could it be you, Li Changan?”
Indeed, Yuwenzhao’s idea is completely fine. After all, Dajin is not in chaos in the north, but in the southwest. It is even because the southwest has raised troops that Yuwenzhao is willing to pay such a large amount of blood and nibble on Jimen. Guan, but now, the leader of the southwestern rebel army has gone to the northern Xinjiang…to suppress the rebellion?
The Marquis of Jing’an looked calm, walked into the penthouse, and smiled at Yu Wenzhao: “There is nothing that can’t be understood, the King of Heaven and I are not of the same clan, even if I want to rebel, I must first resist the outside world, and then settle down. Isn’t it inside?”
Yu Wenzhao nodded and reluctantly accepted Li Xin’s statement, he continued: “But there is one thing I still can’t figure out, even if you Li Chang’an is a saint of the Southern Jin Dynasty, how can the emperor of your Southern Jin let you go This southwestern rebel, leading troops in the northern border?”
Having said that, Yu Wenzhao looked at Li Xin, his tone was still very complicated.
“Is it possible, you Han people, everyone has become a saint?”
Li Xin sat down in this straw tent and laughed at himself.
“Where in the world are there saints? If there are saints in Dajin, how can I become a rebel in the southwest from the master of Dajin?”
(end of this chapter)