Li Chang buried his head in a large pile of papers to sort out military documents and materials.

The 100,000 horses who rushed from the southwest military camp to fight on the southwest front line have been stationed on the plain at the right foot of Dajie Mountain for almost a year, and Qin Jian's identity is still the capital supervisor of the southwest camp, and at the same time he is also the general of this frontline operation.

It is said that Qin Jian has been waiting for a handsome seal, which was handed over to the pilgrimage before retiring to the mountains after the old general Bai Feng and Bai Lao galloped across the field for half his life, and since then this handsome seal has been hung high, and no one has been able to be awarded this handsome seal by the imperial court in the past twenty years, and the supreme honor and right represented by the handsome seal.

I remember that when the southwest battalion had just been driven to the front line, it seemed that the imperial court had moved the idea of awarding the handsome seal to Qin Jian. So it was rumored in the army that Qin Jian was about to be promoted, and he was going to be the commander of the Moro army, and he was going to be the second commander of the Dongliang Kingdom after Bai Feng.

But the news is just news, blowing in the wind, but it has not landed for a long time, and the handsome seal that was hung high has not fallen into Qin Jian's hands for a long time.

So Qin Jian's mood has always been not very good, and he rushed to the front line with emotions, and he also carried emotions in the days of fighting and sticking.

Qin Jian was in a bad mood, so he needed to vent, and the best way to vent was to bully Jia Zibing.

Jiazi soldiers are the remnants left under the command of Bai Feng Bai Lao General back then, and some of them are recruited later, because they did not go through the back door of the conscription officer when they joined the army, they were incorporated into the Jiazi team, and naturally became the little Jiazi soldiers who followed the old Jiazi soldiers, the old Jiazi soldiers were discriminated against, and the little Jiazi soldiers followed the food and hung up, and they did not have a good life. In battle, they have to rush to the forefront, the dead shed blood, they have the largest number, use them as cannon fodder, Qin Jian has never been distressed or soft-hearted;

Li Chang flipped to the latest casualty statistics reported by various ranks yesterday, and looked at them one by one, and the most obvious feeling was that there were a lot of deaths among the Jiazi soldiers, and the Yichou soldiers were only one-third of the Jiazi soldiers.

Li Chang is not a soldier, but looking at this bloody data, his heart aches faintly for a while, some soldiers can't die without dying, such as rubbing against each other on the front line stronghold of the Moro soldiers, sticking to their respective territories, those soldiers stationed at their feet are not lost land, if you take a step back, people will go further, if you don't retreat, it may be a bloody sacrifice when you don't retreat, such a death is a last resort, no one can do anything;

In the past six months, there have been a lot of Jiazi soldiers who have died in vain in the southwest army of Dongliang Kingdom, and there have been a few times when Qin Jian knew that there was a trap in front of him, and he only sent Jiazi soldiers to die, but he also sent Jiazi soldiers to go, and when he went, he was naturally wiped out by all the Moro soldiers on the spot.

It is difficult for ordinary people to know everything about such insiders, even the few right-hand men who follow Qin Jian, sometimes they don't necessarily know everything, but Li Chang knows almost everything, because he is responsible for summarizing data and materials before and after each battle, including the number of soldiers, the number of weapons, and the situation of grain and grass...... He is the only clerk in the army, and he is a person who never goes to the battlefield, but he has insight into the process and inside story of the entire southwest to resist the large and small wars of the Moro army from beginning to end.

His heart was full of secrets.

However, the more secrets are kept in the heart, the greater the pain becomes.

He sometimes has a kind of breathless depression.

First, he really couldn't get used to Qin Jian's behavior as a person, and buried the lives of his compatriots under the saber of the Moro people in vain, and the original intention was only that these people had a relationship with Bai Feng;

Whenever he thought of this, he felt a sense of critical oppression with a sharp blade hanging above his head.

Li Chang suppressed the pain in his heart and picked up a pile of paperwork to find Qin Jian.

The day before yesterday, he asked all the soldiers to count the number of people and report the casualties in detail, and all the data from yesterday to today have been reported, and now that he has finished summarizing, he has to ask Qin Jian what he means, how to deal with these data, and do you want to report it to the imperial court?

He walked towards Qin Jian's big tent.

When I walked to the door, I was stopped by the guards.

"I have something urgent to find General Qin. Li Chang was surprised when he suppressed it in his heart, usually the door of the big tent was heavily guarded, but he generally didn't stop him, he was Qin Jian's clerical who followed and waited closely.

"I'm sorry - the general has orders, and no one is allowed to make exceptions. The guard replied with a blank face.

Li Chang immediately turned around, he was stopped today, which means that something is happening in the big tent that he is unwilling to let him participate.

It should be a secret.

Li Chang obediently felt that he did not entangle at all and left slowly.

The wind blew from the back of his head, with the sound of silk and bamboo in the wind, and a hint of a woman's singing, which was as soft as silk.

Li Chang's heart was relaxed for a while-it turned out that Qin Jian's old mistake had been committed again, and he had started to play with * women again.

In the past, Qin Jian had this problem in the southwest camp, and there were a few Kabuki secretly in the tent, and they were summoned to play and sing and dance to have fun when there was nothing to do, not only Qin Jian had fun by himself, but also took his generals to drink wine, eat meat, and enjoy women.

Now is the era of war, the situation is different from the era of peace, Qin Jian didn't dare to openly enjoy himself, he couldn't imagine that he finally couldn't help it, I really don't know where he found the woman in this war.

Li Chang secretly breathed a sigh of relief - that's good, it's better to play * women than to play conspiracy behind your back. His heart was steady. But at the same time, a heavy grief and indignation rose in his heart, Qin Jian was too much, it was all at this time, and he was still greedy for wine, such a person was entrusted with a big task by the imperial court, I really don't know if Emperor Zhengxi was blind, or Dongliang Kingdom really has no talents to use!

The soldiers were half dead in front of the army, and the beauties were still singing and dancing.

Of the 100,000 horses, nearly 50,000 were killed in battle, and of these 50,000, 40,000 were Jiazi soldiers.

Especially those Jiazi soldiers who were sent to death in vain because of Qin Jian's behind-the-scenes operation, it is really heart-wrenching to think about.

Li Chang sat back in front of his desk, looking at these bloody data in a daze, and for a long time he made up his mind to write on a blank piece of paper, writing one by one about all the battles and battles in this long war, large and small, the location, the number of people, and the casualties after the war.

He didn't know why he was writing this, it was his conscience that forced him to do this, and he was making a memo for letting the world know the truth in the future.

Just as Li Chang was indulging in his memories and writing one stroke at a time, there was a rush of footsteps outside the tent, his footsteps were flying, and a voice shouted loudly: "Good news—good news—good news—the Moro army has retreated—and it has begun to retreat in the morning, and our army has gone deep into the front to see, and it has indeed withdrawn for ten miles, and it has not stopped, and it continues to retreat backwards——"

The army of Moro retreated?

When the soldiers in the various barracks heard the news, the soldiers on duty everywhere were boiling, the soldiers stationed at the front line cheered, and the entire southwest barracks were boiling.

Moro withdraws his troops!

Moro stepped back.

The 200,000-strong Moro army, after rampaging through most of the ground in the southwest of Lingzhou in the Dongliang Kingdom, finally retreated by itself!

Hearing the news, Qin Jian pushed away the two Kabuki who were tired of being crooked in his arms, kicked the wine jar on the table, and rushed out, staring wide-eyed and asking the messenger: "Is it really fake?

"Big brother, great joy, this withdrawal of the Moro army, we naturally won without a fight, we have made a great contribution, with 100,000 horses to repel the 200,000 strong enemies of Moro!" A subordinate hurriedly said hello to Qin Jian.

"Yes, we have resisted the Moro Army for nearly a year, and we can be regarded as having results. ”

"Big brother, hurry up and write good news to the imperial court!"

……

Only one voice was different from everyone else, a thin and weak veteran stood up, "General Qin, since Moro retreated for no reason, if it is sure that it is not a fraud, then it must be that after the grain and grass were burned, there was another major incident in their army, so they had to retreat - and we should take the opportunity to pursue them, this is the time to teach them a hard lesson! so that they will never dare to invade our Dongliang again in the future." ”

Countless eyes brushed over the veteran.

He was an inconspicuous veteran of the Jiazi soldiers.

Originally, he had always been an honest and obedient little character, but he didn't expect him to make such a suggestion at this moment.

"Big brother, what he said makes sense, I'll take someone to pursue?" someone asked.

"Indeed, the whole army should collectively pursue and kill him on his back!"

"General Qin, give the order—"

…… The main battle was loud.

Qin Jian didn't speak, and looked at everyone coldly.

Li Chang didn't say anything, besides, it was not his turn to talk too much about such a big event, he was just a witness, not a participant.

Qin Jian's gaze converged on the veteran who had made the suggestion, and his gaze began to be cold.

The veteran stood upright, and since he had made a bird, he was ready to be shot.

"Who asked you to come up with such an idea? What are your intentions? Are you taking the opportunity to incite the whole army of our Dongliang Kingdom to fall into the trap set by the Moro Army?, or do you have other intentions?" Qin Jian asked coldly.

The veteran shook his body, but he didn't flinch at all, and said: "General Mingjian, the small one doesn't dare, the small one just feels that the fighter plane is fleeting, and it's a pity that this eternal opportunity is missed!"

"It's a pity to miss this opportunity?" Qin Jian sneered, "Is General Ben the backbone of this whole battalion, or is it you?" When did you come to a small guard who didn't stand up to your post and worry about such a major event as fighting and transporting troops? Are you a meticulous worker sent by the Moro Kingdom? Deliberately to incite and shake the hearts of my Dongliang Kingdom's army?"

The old soldier trembled with anger, his old face pale, "You, you—don't talk nonsense!"

"Nonsense?!When did General Ben say nonsense? Come on, tie up this fine work, behead it, warn the whole army, and let everyone know the fate of being a spy on the Moro people!"

As soon as the order was given, a personal soldier pounced, twisted the veteran and ran towards the gate.

"It's wronged-" The old soldier's somewhat old body suddenly burst out with tremendous strength, he jumped to his feet and struggled, turned his head and glared at Qin Jian angrily: "Qiankun Langlang, the blue sky and the white sun are shining, Qin Jian, you kid dare to reverse black and white like this! Don't think I don't know, you are taking revenge on the old general Bai for mistreating the armor soldiers! You are a person cultivated by his old man's own hands-even raising a dog can't do such an ungrateful thing--Qin Jian, your kid will be punished, and sooner or later you won't have to die-"

The broadsword falls to the ground.

Heads rolling.

Bloody, a head was lifted high in the air on a flagpole.

Under the banner, in the army, countless armor soldiers bowed their heads and mourned silently, their hearts dripping blood.

Li Chang slowly walked back to the desk, carefully added a line of text to his "memo book", and finally wrote the name of the veteran of the Jiazi team: Li Dulan.