People will become fine when they get old, and Yun Yue finally believes in the correctness of this adage. The old fisher and the blue fang have irrepressibly become new members of the goblin clan, and Yao Jia, the Guanglu doctor sent by the imperial court, has not yet arrived. There was already news that Yiqu Jun was surrounded by the Gass Pass, which was exactly as predicted by the two old goblins!

The messenger who broke through was miserable, and the shield he was carrying was densely packed with many wolf's fangs and arrows, and it looked like a long-haired pheasant from a distance. Even the horse's buttocks were pierced with a few stubs, and he himself was covered in bruises. Bian Que examined the courier's wound and believed that he would survive, thanks to the shield.

The messenger ignored the wound that was being stitched up, and saw Yun Yue as if he had seen his own father. jumped up from the ground violently, hugged Yun Yue's thighs and began to cry.

"Howl you, Yiqu Jun sent you out to mourn?" Yun Yueding couldn't get used to these guys who liked to shed tears, and the dignified seven-foot man didn't know how to shed tears. Even the androgynous Li Yuchun is not as good, and he is still the elite of his mother's Daqin. If the elite were all of this virtue, Daqin would have been fucking finished.

"Yunhou, my lord fell into an ambush by the Huns. After three days of hard fighting, he couldn't break through, and in order for his subordinates to come out, a thousand brothers died in Huangquan. Please Yunhou quickly send troops to save my family, please! The messenger fell to his knees, "bang", "

"Get out of here, and show me Yiqujun's letter." Yun Yue kicked the messenger in the ass, and it looked like this was Yiqujun's cronies. Otherwise, Yiqu Jun would not have sent a kowtow worm out.

As if pardoned, the messenger quickly pulled out a torn sheepskin from his robe. Holding his hands in front of Yun Yue, a strong smell almost made Yun Yue faint.

The fisherman took the parchment roll. Open carefully. Except for the smell of mutton. Yun Yue smelled blood again. The handwriting is sloppy. It looks like it was written in a hurry. Xiao Seal added some wild grass, this mix and match style Yun Yue still didn't recognize what was written.

"The letter is written by Yiqu Jun himself, and it says that he led the army to pursue. As a result, the Huns were ambushed by the Huns in the Gas Pass, and the Huns were very numerous and fought fiercely for three days, but they still could not break through. The Huns are numerous, telling you not to take the enemy lightly, there is firewood on the mountain, he can hold out for a month, and he can slowly cloud clouds. "The fisherman knows Yun Yue's cultural level. The obscure original text was specially translated into the vernacular.

Yun Yue snorted her teeth, what the hell can she hold on for a month. This old bastard brought more than ten days of provisions, why did he insist on it for a month.

"Yiqu-kun looks in a precarious condition!" Yun Yue listened to the words of the old fisherman, sat in his seat and thought about it.

The old man estimated that Yiqujun was afraid that the letter would fall into the hands of the Huns, so he wrote so. In this weather, even if there is firewood, it is difficult to last for a month. The old fisherman looked at the letter and shook his head.

"Otherwise, I think that Yiqu Junshang said that it is a humble statement to insist on a month." Wei Fang stroked his beard and disagreed. The old guy has already started to take the initiative to export. Very good, this is a good start, and the beef noodles are not eaten in vain.

"Oh. Please advise! The fisherman arched his hand at the fang.

"Ma, don't forget that Yiqu Jun's men are all cavalry. They are now condescending to defend the danger, and the war horses are useless. This grassland is full of ice and snow, and there is no shortage of water. As long as there is firewood and charcoal to support, killing horses can last for more than a month. "In the end, he has become an old guy who has become a fine, and he will break the sky in one sentence.

"This old gentleman is right, when his subordinates break out. The king has already ordered people to slaughter the wounded war horses, and there is a big snow nest in the Gasi Pass, which is full of ice and snow, and the water source, firewood and charcoal are not worried. The messenger looked at the fang and agreed.

"So we don't have to go to the rescue of Yiqu Jun! Just waiting for the reinforcements of the imperial court, tens of thousands of people in Yiqujun were surrounded there. There are only 5,000 of us, and if we rush there, we will die. Yun Yue's words made the messenger stunned, and he immediately had the urge to kneel down again.

"Yunhou is wrong, although Yiqu Jun will not be trapped to death now. It doesn't mean how long it lasts, don't forget. Now the south wind is blowing. Spring is coming, and the ice and snow are melting fast. As long as the snow and ice melt, Gasikou is a stone mountain. When the time comes, there will be no water source, hehe! The destruction of the Yiqu Jun army is just around the corner. ”

The Messenger was about to collapse, and was overjoyed by the three men in front of him. He is a rough man, and it is no problem to follow Yiqu Jun to kill the enemy, but it is really difficult for him to play with his brain.

Yun Yue decided that it was not difficult for this rough man, he couldn't make the decision in this matter. Or pack this letterhead and this rammed goods and send them away, so that King Zhuang Xiang in Xianyang City will have a headache. The anti-righteous Qu Jun is your relative, and he can't die about Lao Tzu's birds. It is still serious to think about how to make some money, and the brothers followed Lao Tzu to this desolate and bitter cold place. If you don't get some benefits, how will you lead troops in the future?

Hongling hurriedly set off again, but this time he didn't make a loud announcement. Every time I pass a post station, I change horses and go, never stopping or talking much. The post guard guessed from Hongling's anxious and serious expression that it seemed that the situation on the front line had changed.

In the Xianyang Palace, King Zhuang Xiang looked at the parchment blood letter. I don't know if it's Yiqujun's own blood or the blood of some animal. Although the wording looked indifferent, anyone could tell that the old guy wouldn't last long.

"No, what do you think should be done?" King Zhuang Xiang did not gather his ministers, but only summoned Lü Buwei in the Chengming Palace. Before the court meeting, he wanted to hear the opinions of his most trusted courtiers.

"Until now, only those who have Fu nationality can be conscripted into the army. Mobilize the grain from the Xianyang warehouse to be transported to Pingliang for dispatch, as for the generals of the unified army. Duke Qi and General Wang Yi were both in Xianyang, and it was impossible to say that the king wanted to appoint one person to go on the expedition. "Lu Buwei came as soon as he opened his mouth, and now it is definitely difficult to deal with Xianyang Zhengshu. Conscription of Fu (Reserve!) - Editor's note! Although enlisting in the army will reduce food production, it is also a helpless move, and you can't watch the Huns kill Yiqujun.

"Hey......! It can only be so, and I will arrange it if I don't do it. After Gu discussed with Duke Qi and General Wang Di, he decided on the leader of the army. King Zhuang Xiang was also very helpless, it seems that the Empress Dowager Huayang was right. The young eagle has to be beaten and beaten, and Yiqu Jun is also a person who knows the soldiers in the royal family. But now, compared to Yun Yue, who sent troops together, it is simply heaven and earth.

"No!" Lu Buwei wanted to say something, but when he saw King Zhuang Xiang's eyes, he swallowed the words back into his stomach. The king is thinking about things, and it is best not to disturb him when he is in a bad mood. Lü Buwei walked out of the Chengming Hall backwards and arranged for the conscription and mobilization of grain.

"Passing the decree, Gongzizheng went to serve in front of the Pingliang Army." After suffering a defeat, the labor army that said it was good is already yesterday's yellow flower. The name of serving in the army may be more able to alleviate the anger in Empress Dowager Xia's heart. Cheng Zhen has slowly subsided his fever, but he is just talking nonsense at night. Looking at the poor Chengba, King Zhuang Xiang had all kinds of tastes in his heart. If Gongzizheng is really abolished, can this doll stand up to the Great Qin River?

I don't know how long it took, the heavy door of the palace was pushed open with a "creak", and the Empress Dowager Xia walked in. Seeing his meditating son, he felt a little flustered. The harem of Daqin is a wall with leaks on all sides, and Yingzheng has just received the will. Almost the entire harem also knew at the same time, and everyone was guessing the king's intentions. What is the purpose of sending the eldest son out. Is it intended to test Yingzheng, or do you want to abolish the elder and establish the young?

Countless rumors circulated in the palace, and the Empress Dowager Xia, who got the news, immediately discussed with Du Bi. The sinister Du Bi came up with a brilliant idea for the Empress Dowager Xia!

"Mother, why are you here? These minions are damned, why don't you report it. King Zhuang Xiang's contemplation was interrupted, and he suddenly saw his mother in front of him a little stunned. Squinted his eyes at the waiter standing beside him, and there was some dissatisfaction in his eyes.

"Is it because the mourning family doesn't let them disturb you, and they bother with state affairs again? I heard that Yiqu Jun was besieged in the Northland, what should I do? In the end, it is the brother of the first king, and the king can't let Yiqu Jun have a mistake in the north! ”

"Oh, I've only known about this for two hours. Why did my mother find out so quickly? How can a major military event be leaked so easily? King Zhuang Xiang was shocked and showed a little dissatisfaction. If what happened in the Chengming Hall was leaked out so simply, then where would Great Qin still have secrets.

"Today afternoon, the mourning family went to the Yiqu Jun's house, and when the house slave came to report the news, Weiniang was on the side. How can you not hear it? Ay......! The poor lady fainted in a hurry on the spot, and when she woke up, she took the hand of the mourning family and begged the mourning family to save the king. You say that you are a weak woman, how can you understand these things. ”

Listening to Empress Dowager Xia's words, King Zhuang Xiang's face turned a little. It's good that the news doesn't leak from themselves, think about it, if these minions say it, they will be plucked out of their tongues. It's too risky to go out and chew your tongue at such a risk.

"The mother doesn't have to worry about it, the son has already made up his mind about this matter. will definitely let Yiqu Junshang return safely! ”

"That's good, that's good. The old body is a woman's family, and she doesn't know or understand any military affairs. However, there are always dead people in this war, and the mourning family still goes to the wizard to pray for our Great Qin soldiers, and it is always good to have a few fewer deaths. Ay......! You men, you only know how to fight and kill. What can't we sit down and talk about? Well, the mourning family does not disturb the king.

Even if there is a war, you have to pay attention to your body, and you can't stay up too late, you know? ”

"The son knows, and Lao's mother is worried."

Empress Dowager Xia chattered away, and King Zhuang Xiang sent it to the door of the palace before turning in.

"King, General Du Bi asks to see you." As soon as he returned to his seat, the chamberlain came in to give a report.

"Xuan!" King Zhuang Xiang looked at the dark sky outside and was a little surprised. At this time, foreign ministers generally do not come to the audience, and I don't know what happened to Du Bi's audience at this time. (To be continued......)