Chapter Seventy-Four: Premonition
In the defense of the city, Wang Meng was never afraid.
Tonight happened to be his duty, and he climbed the tower to look into the distance, holding his single-hole telescope, and slowly scanning the silent field in the distance.
It was pitch black in view.
The people in the city have almost gone, but the grain in the warehouse is still being transported out day and night, as the hub between Zhuo and Yan, the treasury at both ends is really staggering.
Wang Meng's heart was calm, and he was more than ninety percent sure of the possible battle next.
This is not only because of the abundant grain in Liangtouwang County, but also because the firearms that were sent to Liangtouwang and will be sent to Yanzhou have all been sent to the soldiers of the army at this moment. He had never fought such a rich battle, and with two impregnable walls......
Even if all the Jin soldiers are gathered at both ends, even if the Jin soldiers have cut down the dense forests on both sides of the northern part of the county these days, the open space in front of the city is still not wide enough, and the enemy can only use the tactic of adding fuel if he wants to attack it, even if he has a million men and horses, it is also useless under this kind of terrain.
"Adjutant General!"
The voice of the Xue family brothers sounded in his ears, Wang Meng put down the binoculars and looked sideways.
"Everything that should be arranged?" He asked softly.
Xue Ziping told him about tonight's and tomorrow's military affairs one by one, and Wang Meng was relieved to hear it, "This is very good." β
"Wei Songqing's side has also been sent to the county office." Xue Zi'an sighed, "Your Excellency, don't send me to do any guard work in the future, it's more tiring to hang out with him like this than to stand guard here at the city gate." β
Xue Ziping laughed, "Mr. Xiao will leave tomorrow, and you won't have a chance to hang out if you want to hang out then." β
"Send him another team when he is sent out of the city tomorrow, no need to guard him openly, just disguise himself as a wrestler who transports grain." Wang Meng said in a low voice, "This person is indeed talented in using soldiers, and I am afraid that there will still be meticulous efforts along the way that will try to disadvantage him." β
"Yes." Xue Ziping arched his hand.
"But why do we have to send him away?" Xue Zi'an said on the side, "Although Mr. Wei is young, isn't it good to keep him to fight with us?" β
Wang Meng pondered for a moment and shook his head, "That's not necessary. β
The two brothers received a new life from Wang Meng, and then quickly came down from the castle tower.
Just before parting, Xue Ziping suddenly called out to his younger brother, "You have been walking around the city with Mr. Wei for so long today, you should have talked to him about a lot of things, right?" β
Xue Zi'an was stunned for a momentβit was rare for his brother to take the initiative to ask what he thought of other people like this.
"Hmm." Xue Zi'an nodded, "yes, what's wrong?" β
"Do you feel ...... Mr. Wei seems to be particularly pessimistic about the two-sided defense of the city? β
Xue Zi'an was a little puzzled by what his brother meant, "Pessimistic? What's the ...... Pessimistic? β
"Forget it......" Xue Ziping sighed, "When I didn't ask." β
Seeing Xue Ziping turn around to leave, Xue Zi'an hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed his brother's arm, "Eh, don't talk halfway, make it clear first!" β
"You don't pull and pull here......" Xue Ziping shook off his brother's hand hard, "I'm still in a hurry over there......"
"I don't care, if you don't make it clear today, I won't let you go." Xue Zi'an said in a low voice, "What did my brother see?" β
"There's no clue, I'm also thinking about asking you......" Xue Ziping tidied up his clothes that were torn by his brother with an unhappy face, "But you can also go back and pack your things tonight." β
"Huh? Why? β
"The team that will secretly escort Mr. Wei out of the city tomorrow will be led by you." Xue Ziping said in a low voice, "This is something that I discussed with Lord Wang this afternoon. β
"What......" Xue Zi'an was stunned for a moment, and the joke on his face faded instantly, "What do you mean?" β
"Mr. Wei's safety is in your hands." Xue Zi's face was cold, "Don't bargain." β
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Late at night, Bai Ling felt a little sleepless again, perhaps because the deer hunter and Li Yiru had already left tonight, and she was really the only one left in this room at the moment.
This kind of silence makes her feel a kind of loneliness that she has not seen for a long time, and when she is lonely, she always seems to be unable to help but fall into the memories of the past.
From Pingjing to Liangtouwang, such a long road has already come and gone, and it is clear that there are only two state capitals left from Jingzhou, but they are blocked here, and I don't know if this is a kind of providence.
I don't know what Bai Yi is doing at this time?
Bai Ling covered her eyes with both hands, and she suddenly regretted it a little.
I knew that there would be so many moths on the road, and I shouldn't have asked General Chang to send a letter to keep me safe when I was in Tunlongpi.
This journey to the north has been tormented for too long, so that when an opportunity for unilateral contact is in front of her, she doesn't have time to think about it and uses it directly, but what is the use of such a report of peace, the letter at that moment can only report the peace of that moment, and at the moment when it is impossible to contact, that lonely letter full of joy will only make a few more people who endure this torment and torture.
After thinking about it, he couldn't sleep, so Bai Ling simply got up and lit the lamp in the room.
She polished her pen and laid out the paper, staring at the slightly yellowed blank letterhead.
In all fairness, if the place changes, will she want Bai Yi to send her a letter?
Seem...... Yes, it will.
Yes.
Even if this kind of news would cause more suffering, it would be better than not being heard from all the time.
It seems easier for oneself to endure pain and worry than to endure emptiness.
The west wind roared outside the window, Bai Ling held the pen with her slightly red knuckles, she imagined that it was a letter that could be sent now, and imagined that every word could be seen by Bai Yi in the next moment, she had too many things to say, this desire was like a flood of water, and she couldn't tolerate it anymore in her heart, she could only lift the pen, and she had to lift the pen.
The letter was longer than expected, but Bai Ling wrote quickly, tears fell on the paper, blurring the undried pen and ink, but it didn't matter, she believed and imagined the letter being sent, and on the other hand, she knew that this letter could only be written to herself.
However, this contradiction is not annoying, because at this moment I seem to be divided into two people, one is older and the other is younger, the former gently comforts the latter, and both of them are comforted by this contradiction.
In the middle of the night, Bai Ling went out with a copper basin and threw the letter into the red charcoal fire and burned it to ashes.
She said everything she could and couldn't say in the letter, and looked at the lit tongue of fire licking the letter paper into ashes little by little, and Bai Ling regained her calm little by little.
But when she stood up and was about to return to the house with the charcoal basin, she suddenly stumbled and threw the brazier on the ground.
Then, there was a loud sound that shook the mountains.