Again, when a person has done something too much to another person, and finally realizes that it is themselves who is wrong, the guilt will be doubled.

At this time, whether it was a military doctor or a wounded soldier in the wounded barracks, they all admired the prince and threw themselves to the ground, and they didn't dare to complain at all.

Xue Wanjun is the deputy chief, although it is only an honorary official position, but he is still quite majestic in the camp.

The dignified general and the scout were dispatched together, and only this idiot could do it.

A few days ago, he led the team to meet a group of Turks, because they were discovered early, so they were chased by the Turks and shot all the way after the war horses, and almost wiped out the whole army.

The general was fine, but the scouts below were heavily wounded. One of them was shot into a hedgehog by an arrow, and he was almost left behind, not to be brought back.

What kind of place the wounded barracks is, people who have been on the battlefield for a long time know. It is almost the same to say that there is the front door of the Hades Palace, and it is a word of praise for the wounded barracks.

It would be death to send it in, but with the possibility of what happened, he still ordered his subordinates to send this unlucky scout Sun San'er to the wounded barracks. He thinks that he has done his best, and Sun San'er can barely survive.

But he didn't see him for more than ten days, and when he inspected the camp, he actually saw Sun San'er.

Sun San'er, who was wrapped in bandages, was still pulling the cart, and the cart was full of pasture grass that had been dried.

"Sun San'er?!"

Xue Wanjun couldn't believe that the person who was already on his memorial list actually appeared in front of him alive and was still working!

Sun San'er also knew Xue Wanjun, put down the small cart and saluted, and choked up: "Thank you for the life-saving grace of the deputy manager!" If you hadn't brought Sun San'er back to the wounded barracks, I'm afraid Sun San'er would have been eaten by the wolves of the grassland at this time. ”

Xue Wanjun took two steps forward to help Sun San'er up, and saw that although he was wrapped in bandages, he did not look like he was lacking in qi, and he was like two people who had just been carried back to the camp.

The big hands clapped up and down made Sun San'er gasp, and when he saw that the deputy chief was confused, he said: "If it was the former wounded barracks, the lowly one would definitely die and couldn't die anymore." Since the arrival of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Doctor Sun, the number of dead in the wounded barracks has decreased much, much. Although he was shot into a hedgehog by an arrow, he was only injured by a skin wound because he was wearing two layers of leather armor, and he was able to go to the ground after a few days of recuperation. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince also said that he was unconscious at the time, and he was completely frightened. ”

Speaking of this, Sun San'er blushed, and the wounded soldiers believed in the prince's words, saying that he was stunned or stunned, and if he dared to fight back, he would be beaten by the wounded soldiers.

Xue Wanjun never imagined that the wounded barracks would become like this in the hands of the crown prince. It's just that since ancient times, the wounded barracks have been dead man's caves, so what spell will the prince not succeed?

Although he did not have much authority as the deputy manager, he could still inquire about the wounded barracks, and when he saw that Sun San'er still wanted to push the cart, he kicked him away and personally helped him push the cart.

Sun San'er rubbed his reddened eyes, and could only lead the way in front.

Just the first time I went in, I felt the difference.

In the past, the wounded barracks were all screaming, the yard was full of ash jars, and those who were scared out of half their lives before they entered it in the gloomy wind.

But now the courtyard of the wounded barracks is neat and clean, and only a few shelves with gauze in the shade look like spiritualist flags, which is a bit unlucky.

There are several large chairs in the sunny place, and those with mobility difficulties will be brought out by the mobility convenience ones and sit there to bask in the sun. It's obviously a very cold weather, but seeing this scene, it can't help but warm up.

The young man in white who was guarded by more than a dozen eunuchs was His Royal Highness the Prince, but at this time, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince did not look pampered at all, and was adding fire and cooking medicine in front of a big stove.

He couldn't help but walk over, and just as he was about to get closer, two eunuchs with dark faces came over and asked him to be examined.

He also received such treatment in the palace, so Xue Wanjun didn't think much of it, honestly handed over the horizontal knife to a eunuch, and let him touch himself all over.

"Deputy Chief Xue don't want to be surprised, and Gu doesn't want to be like this, but they were all ordered by the queen mother when they left, so Gu's words didn't work."

Xue Wanjun laughed: "Your Highness, this is serious, this is the duty that my courtiers and other courtiers should keep, and I dare to complain." ”

Since arriving in Datang, Li Chengqian found out that in those romances or something, the opening remarks of the old thief meeting were two laughs, which was really not written blindly. Whether it is Lao Cheng, Lao Niu or Xue Wanjun, even Li Jing is used to hahaha before speaking, as if this is not the case, he is not a general.

He went to the side of the stove and added some firewood to it, looking at the churning medicinal juice in the pot, Xue Wanjun asked, "What is in this pot, but is it Sun Daochang's magic medicine?" ”

Li Chengqian rolled his eyes, the changes in the wounded barracks these days will definitely attract the attention of the high-level leaders of Shuofang City, but they can't help but talk about the magic medicine at every turn.

"It's just some sweating drugs, although the wounds have been cleaned with alcohol, but some soldiers still inevitably get hot, so warming the house and bed, plus sweating drugs, is the only means. Now it seems that the effect is good, and not a single soldier who died of typhoid fever appeared. ”

Xue Wanjun's mouth was so open that he could almost stuff his fist, he never thought that typhoid fever would be solved so easily.

"The hay that Sun San'er transported is used to burn?"

Li Chengqian nodded.

It is difficult to find woods in the grassland, and even if they do, there is not so much dry firewood. For the sake of heat, you can only burn grass for life. The most wounded soldiers go out every day is grass ash. But it's better to work harder than to have to ship dead people out every day.

Under the leadership of Li Chengqian, Xue Wanjun visited various places in the wounded barracks.

He found that the wounded barracks at this time were completely different from before.

Even patients with amputated limbs do not sigh, but communicate with their patients when they will get better. Because they can now enjoy the warm house unscrupulously, and when the injury is healed, they must serve the wounded barracks for a period of time before they can return to the team.

What people are most afraid of is living in an environment full of sighs and complaints, no matter how strong a person is, he will be brought by the people around him. As long as the topic of conversation is positive, no matter how dark the person is, he can come out of the shadow of injury.

It can be seen that Xue Wanjun is very respected, and his soldiers will salute when they see him.

Love soldiers like sons, this is what every general in this era must do. The great general Wu Qi can even help soldiers suck drug sores, so his army has always been indomitable and will not turn around. As for the generals who treated the soldiers harshly, such as Zhang Fei, he loved the gentleman but never sympathized with the soldiers, he was whipped at every turn, and he did not listen to Liu Bei's advice. So it is not strange that he was killed by his generals Zhang Dafan Qiang.

After visiting the wounded barracks, Xue Wanjun was full of emotion, and even knelt on one knee and gave Li Chengqian a military salute.

Li Chengqian hurriedly helped: "Why is the general like this?" ”

Xue Wanjun said seriously: "The last general should be regarded as a subordinate soldier, His Royal Highness the Prince, the last general intends to expand the wounded barracks, and even advance to Fengfu, what does His Highness think?" ”

It was originally Fengfu, and Fengfu is actually rich in abundance

Advance to Phongfu?

Thinking back on the map, Li Chengqian smiled bitterly.

The instructions of the eldest grandson and Li Shimin are to stay in Shuofang honestly, not to go anywhere, and if they dare to go to the battlefield, even if they are lucky to go back, they must practice the family law. Before leaving, the eldest grandson also stuffed Zhang Yun with a jujube stick, which was said to have been obtained from the ancestral hall of Jinyang's hometown. In the face of this thing, Li Chengqian can't resist, otherwise he will be pointed at by thousands of people. Rebelling against family law in this era is the same crime as being a devil translator. Even in some wealthy families, the family law killed people, and the government could not convict them.

Patting Xue Wanjun on the shoulder, Li Chengqian said seriously: "General Xue, the queen mother has repeatedly warned that you must not approach the battlefield, so you have to mention the matter of going to Fengfu again." However, you can go to Sun Daochang, and Sun Daochang will help you. ”

was dragged out of the wounded barracks by the prince all the way, and Xue Wanjun was immediately confused.

Judging from the performance of the prince during this time, he is not a person who can't afford to endure hardship, although Fengfu is close to the Turks, it is still in the territory of the Tang Dynasty, why can't he go? But since it is the queen's entrustment, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is not easy to resist!

Sighing secretly, Xue Wanjun could only go to Sun Simiao.

Chang'an's military newspaper has been sent to Shuofang, grandma's, old Li Jing has developed this time, not long ago was appointed as the secretary of the military department, occupied a big position in the court, and now he has been appointed as the general manager of the Dingxiang Road march. Although he personally commanded only 50,000 troops, he could add Li Ji, the governor of Bingzhou, the general manager of Chai Shao, himself, and his elder brother Xue Wanche, to command a total of more than 100,000 troops.

Grandma's, hundreds of thousands! When will we be able to get to this point?

Walking to Sun Simiao's residence with drooling, Xue Wanjun couldn't help but sigh.

Envy is envy, this time Shuo Fang's troops were limited by Li Jing's dog day to only meet the fleeing Turks, and they could only move as far as Fengfu, and they were not allowed to attack the Turks within 300 miles, which was simply annoying.

Sun Simiao lives in the blockade circle, in addition to talking with patient representatives about the condition in the circle through the glass window every day, it is to boil and dispense medicine.

Just like Li Chengqian said, no matter how the medicine stone is compatible, it can only slow down the disease, but there is no way to cure it. Before the weather turned completely cold, there were more than 800 people in it who were still surviving, and now, there are no more than 400 people left. Half of the deaths made Sun Simiao feel painful.

Once again, he experienced the powerlessness of man in the face of the plague, which made him miserable.

Fortunately, the condition of the remaining 400 people has gradually stabilized, and a few strong ones have regained their strength and are able to take care of the people around them.

As long as the weather is completely cold, these survivors, after some "disinfection" procedures, will be able to come out.

Seeing Xue Wanjun scratching his head and coming over to ask for advice, Lao Dao's face showed a little smile, and he whispered something in Xue Wanjun's ear.

Hearing this, Xue Wanjun showed a slightly embarrassed smile.

In early September, Li Jing arrived in Shuofang, and unlike Cheng Yanjin, he brought a team of generals and rushed over almost at a desperate speed.

When he was in Chang'an, he made a comprehensive analysis of the situation on the Eastern Turkic border, so after being appointed, he simply left the 50,000 soldiers and horses he should have carried and fled directly to Shuofang.

The advance of the main force led by the eastern road to directly attack the hinterland of the Eastern Turks, and the advance of its main force was bound to cause a rebound of Jieli, but after the defeat of the First World War, Jieli, who was already weakened in national strength, would definitely choose to temporarily avoid the edge.

Huo Guogong and Chai Shao, the head of the Jinhe Road march, I will order him to advance along the Yellow River on the west road, echoing Li Ji and me from afar, Jieli West cannot escape, so he can only go north.

Li Daozong, the head of the Datongdao march, and Zhang Baoxiang, the deputy general, advanced from Lingzhou to the northwest, not only to help Cheng Yanjin and others in Longyou to contain the attention of the Western Turks, but also to guard against Jieli from escaping to the Western Turks. Wei Xiaojie, the head of the march of Heng'an Road, should guard the Yanyun area to prevent the Turkic army from fleeing eastward.

Although the Turki Khan has a secret agreement with my Tang Dynasty, it is not my race, and his heart must be different, so he must be guarded against. Even if this time it was a trap set by him who pretended to belong to him, the old man would lead the team to drill into it. Although the Turks had hundreds of thousands of troops, they were all herdsmen. Now that it's winter, the old man doesn't believe they can still gather. With hundreds of thousands of troops, he can't gnaw on it!

Therefore, Xue Wanshu, the governor of Lingzhou and the head of the Changwudao march, should use the northeast to attack the Turkic rear and monitor the Turki Khan. Although the strength is not as good as Tuli, he has made some changes, and it is enough to contain him. Even if Xue Wanshu retreated while fighting, when Tuli turned around, the old man had already taken Jieli down! ”

Every time he said a word, Li Jing would draw the corresponding route and markers on the map. The hand was steady, not a little trembling, and there was no trace of wrinkles in the lines drawn. This is self-confidence, hundreds of thousands of troops, multi-party coordination, coupled with the psychological judgment of the enemy, Li Jing has already held victory in his hands when he set up this plan.

In the entire Chinese army's big tent, only he and Li Chengqian, even Zhang Yun and others, were driven out. The soldiers led by the prince himself surrounded the big tent of the Chinese army, and those who approached would be expelled, and whoever broke in would be hacked to death.

If it weren't for teaching Li Chengqian, Li Jing would rot in his stomach with these words, and even his own generals would not tell him.

Looking at the beautiful pocket formation in the messy lines, Li Chengqian was full of emotion.

I am afraid that only Li Jing can formulate such a tactic. Other generals can only lead all the way to the battle, as for multi-party coordination, and even consider the psychology of the enemy, even the emperor, I am afraid that he is not so meticulous.

After saying that, Li Jing threw the map into the brazier, and even the ashes were smashed with a fire hook.

"Tell me, what do you think of the old man's arrangement?"

Li Chengqian thought for a long time before asking tentatively: "Duke Wei, you have considered the east and west, why didn't you consider the north?" Although it is cold in the north, Jieli is desperate, so he may not go north. Even I'm not afraid to go north, and I guess this guy is even more afraid. ”

Li Jing said angrily: "Do you think the old man will forget the north?" To the north of the Eastern Turks is the backbone of the Tiele tribes, and although they are subject to the Eastern Turks, the tyranny of Jieli has made them complain. When the envoys of Gu Ligan sent tribute horses to Chang'an, they made clear their objections. Our Datang will make a move against the Eastern Turks, and they will definitely be able to fall into the ground. The territory eroded by the Eastern Turks is the reward that our Tang Dynasty promised to give to Guligan! ”

Li Chengqian nodded confusedly. Tieler? Bone reel? What is this? There are also Tunguska and Drive, which were written on the map just now, what are they? The history of the Tang Dynasty is quite clear to me, but I don't know anything about these guys.

"If you have something to say, ask quickly, tomorrow the old man will lead 10,000 troops and go to the front line first. To tell the truth, the old man is very optimistic about you coming out this time, fortunately, His Majesty knows the old man's difficulties, and ordered you to stay in Shuofang, otherwise just because you are alone, the old man will have to waste a lot of effort. ”

"I also want to go to Fengfu", Li Chengqian didn't dare to say it, so he could only take out the seal of the prince's personal rate and hand it to Li Jing.

Reaching out to take the seal, Li Jing did not mean to refuse.

In fact, the reason why he said so much to Li Chengqian and said so carefully was that he took a fancy to the prince's pro-rate rate in Li Chengqian's hands.

With such a powerful army, surprise attacks and breaking formations are of great use. In fact, this time the arrangement seems complicated, the most important thing is his main force of the Chinese army, and the prince is a sharp knife in the Chinese army!

Li Chengqian naturally understood what Li Jing meant, and the prince was personally leading, in fact, it was originally going to be handed over to Li Jing. A strong army can only exert its greatest combat power in the hands of a wise commander! 手机端 一秒記住→.\B\\\\.\\為你提供精彩\novel說薱讀。

"The prince personally leads, Lone will be handed over to Duke Wei, how to use it, Duke Wei decides on his own, as for the two thousand forbidden troops, it is not Lone who can make decisions without permission."

Li Jing nodded, and bowed down to give Li Chengqian a salute. This is a formal handover, not a time for teacher-student friendship.

Walking out of the big tent of the Chinese army, Zhang Yun was like a shadow, quietly behind Li Chengqian.

The two thousand forbidden troops are all masters, but their command is not in the hands of Li Chengqian, nor in the hands of Tai, but in the hands of Zhang Yun!

The queen probably guessed what Li Jing might think, so she did not hesitate to violate the ban again and handed over the military power to the eunuchs. As long as Zhang Yun is in control of the forbidden army, even if Li Jing has ten dares and ten faces, he will not dare to open this mouth.

There is no snow in August, nor in September, but the howling north wind has begun to blow people's faces.

Zhang Yun is worthy of being the emperor's personal eunuch, and he consciously walked to the windward side.

Standing outside the big tent of the Chinese army, Li Chengqian turned his head, and Zhang Yun immediately smiled and waited.

"Zhang Yun, I'm thinking about it...."

"No, the queen mother has a life, and the two thousand forbidden troops who leave His Highness without permission will die! If His Royal Highness leaves Shuofang and goes north, the slave and maid will fight for this life, and they will definitely invite the Li family law. ”

I can't say it....

Before he finished speaking, he was rebuffed.

Shut his mouth and bored himself, Li Chengqian, passed by Sun Simiao's residence, and was relieved to see that Lao Dao had quietly left.