Chapter 323

"King, our next step, is it to find a way to take back the Great Black Mountain Horse Farm, or to destroy Hulun'er?"

"I'll talk about it later."

Sure enough, no one came to chase Jurong towards that side, and he ran for an hour, Mao Dun affirmed Jurong people's thoughts more and more, but recalling that he lost more than 30,000 horses in this battle, and he couldn't swallow Hulun'er more and more, he couldn't help but be angry, he gritted his teeth angrily and asked God, why did he arrange someone like Qian Jun to go against him? "Since God has given me wisdom, given me courage, given me noble royal blood, and given me the ability to unify the grasslands, why should there be him? Why is he against me at every turn? Maudun roared at the sky, he knew that as long as this man was around, his life would not be easy.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry, eat a trench and grow wise, failure is the mother of success, and a failure is nothing." Cui Gen comforted Mao Dun, "King, our royal court is still there, the army of tigers and wolves is still there, today's battle is really nothing." ”

Mao Dun was silent for a while, and patted Cui Gen's arm: "You are a good one, let me remove all the stallions in the Great Black Mountain Horse Farm, here is just an empty shelf, I want to make him a huge glory, holding a golden bowl without food." ”

"Hehe, the king has such a far-sighted plan, where is the credit of Weichen."

"Well, I won't treat you badly, I will turn around and marry Princess Aya."

"Thank you, Lord for your kindness!" Cui Gen was so happy that his bones were light, he forgot the etiquette of the Tartars, and bowed directly to Mao Dun.

"Tell me, what other good ideas do you have to deal with this Qian Jun?"

"King, I understand what you mean, we can't come to the light, we can come to the dark, Qian Jun, haven't you always been sneaky and afraid to see people? We want to use the way of others to govern their bodies, hum, he will, and so will we. ”

"However, our warriors and Jurong people have a slightly different appearance, and they can't speak well, so they can't go over and kill him."

"No, no, the king, we don't need to come out, Jurong people have a saying, 'The wood is beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy it', in Jurong, there are many people who want Qian Jun's life, and the king only needs to find the right person to cooperate."

"Well, that's a good idea, who do you think is suitable?"

"March!"

"He? How can it be? Mao Dun almost jumped up, then shook his head, "He can't, he's not an opponent." ”

"The master of Xiang Junjun can, this battle, not only we lost, Xiang Jin and his master were also defeated, you are not reconciled, king, are they willing? Qian Jun is immortal, and there are many people who have a hard time. ”

"Well, well, that makes sense." Mao Dun nodded repeatedly, "Then, who will be sent to contact Xiang Jinjun?" ”

"Wechen personally went on a trip, in Jurong, Wechen still has some debts to be cleared."

Mao Dun and the strategists here were discussing to assassinate Qian Jun, and someone had already done it over there, Qian Jun hid Wen Jin and the child in the farm, and he himself fled to the northern Xinjiang, but the convoy they traveled in was still swaggering all the way to Liangzhong Province as before. Without the master, can't outsiders see the strangeness of this team? Of course, Qian Jun will not arrange such a big omission, there is no real one, there is naturally a fake replacement, from the moment he found that someone couldn't get along with him, Qian Jun began to cultivate a stand-in, not only him, but also Wen Jin, there are people with similar appearances, these people are very similar to them, and they are all dead soldiers, practicing a good kung fu, usually dressed completely differently from them, follow them to do a follow-up, at a critical moment, wear it well, it is enough to mess with it. They have been with Qian Jun for a long time, and they have learned his posture and movements very similarly, and it is enough to deceive outsiders.

On this day, the carriage has gone out of Zhili Province, through a valley, to the boundary of Liangzhong Province, where the mountain road is rugged, the giant trees are towering, the weather outside is already early spring, the warm breeze is blowing during the day, it is like spring in March, but the mountain is still cold and windy, blowing the face biting. The fake Qian Jun was also cold at this time, and got into the carriage to tell jokes with the fake Wenjin, and the rest of the dead soldiers didn't have such convenient conditions as him, so they had to grit their teeth and hold on.

"It's good to enter Liangzhong Province, two days to Minghu City, our mission for this trip will be completed." Fake money.

"Who said it was done? The master asked us to stand by in Minghu City, and he was going to southern Xinjiang, under our pretense. Fake Wen Jin's voice was shrill and a little hoarse than a woman's voice, it sounded very weird, it turned out that he was a eunuch, when Wen Jin and Qian Jun met in the palace, she said in surprise: "This guy is very similar to me." ”

Qian Jun didn't see it, Wen Jin asked the eunuch to coil up his hair like a woman, and then asked him to cut a row of bangs, Qian Jun looked at it again, and still shook his head and said it didn't look like it, but the others nodded and said it looked like it.

When he faces Wen Jin every day, he can naturally see the subtle differences, but outsiders just take a look, of course they feel like it. The little eunuch was very unhappy in the palace, and was often bullied, Qian Jun asked him if he wanted to follow him, and of course the other party agreed 110,000, not only can he follow his master out to play, but also not be bullied, eat well and dress well, and he is also freer than in the palace. Qian Jun asked him out of the emperor.

The two were bored, arguing in the carriage to relieve their boredom, and suddenly there was a sharp sound of breaking the air "whoosh", and without waiting for everyone to react, a series of voices came over one after another.

When they entered the valley, they were already on guard, their swords unsheathed in their hands, and when the voice arose, they fought separately, holding their weapons to protect themselves first. The carriage that Fake Wenjin was sitting in was the main target of the opponent's attack, and he was shot like a hedgehog in an instant, although it was used to lure the enemy, Qian Jun also cherished his subordinates, and the inner wall of the carriage was wrapped in iron sheets, and those arrows could not be shot through at all.

The opponent quickly reacted, and the arrow shot again was replaced by one with oil and oil, and the horse pulling the cart was frightened and ran forward desperately, and the fake Wenjin and fake Qian Jun couldn't calm down anymore, and flew out of the car and commanded everyone to rush to the place where the arrows were fired.

The people on the hill saw the strangeness, knew that they had been deceived, so they no longer entangled, and immediately retreated, but it was too late, Qian Jun used a convoy to lure the enemy, and naturally arranged to kill the enemy's backhand, there was already a group of men in Tsing Yi blocking their way, they didn't say a word, as soon as they came up, it was a killing move, fake Qian Jun and a team of people arrived, both sides attacked, and these villains were killed, and then they dug pits to bury the corpses, and then repaired the vehicles, and continued on the road, as if nothing happened.

Wen Jin of the farm didn't know anything about this, she received a letter from Qian Jun, and knowing that he was safe, she tried to relax and waited for Qian Jun to return with her child.

The war has ended, and the Great Black Mountain Horse Farm has also arrived, Qian Jun asked Shi Zonghan, Guan Linlang, and Lin Lihu to discuss and defend the Great Black Mountain Horse Farm, sending troops to guard it on the one hand, and mobilizing the people and the military to step up the construction of fortifications.

He himself was busy dealing with post-war affairs, although he was only a temporary marshal, but he never did what he did, and what he had to do was never perfunctory, especially after the war, which was cumbersome and onerous.

He can also hand these over to Shi Zonghan, and return to the capital immediately, where there are people he cares about, and they are also like him, worrying about him, looking forward to his return as soon as possible. But Qian Jun couldn't let it go, and as soon as the war was over, he immediately asked the soldiers to go to the battlefield to rescue the wounded. He was influenced by Wen Jin and asked the military doctors to clean the wounds with spirits, no matter how big or small, to dress the small wounds, and to sew the large wounds with prepared sheep intestines, and then apply the medicine, and at the same time, with oral medicine, to save the lives of the soldiers as much as possible.

Of the 80,000 soldiers, less than 10,000 were left uninjured, 13,000 were slightly injured, more than 20,000 were slightly injured, nearly 10,000 were seriously injured, and as many as 40,000 soldiers died.

In the war, Qian Jun was a ruthless person, but in life, he couldn't be hard-hearted. Back then, Shi Weicun also sacrificed seven or eight people in the Western Xinjiang War, and every time Shi Zhenzong talked about it, his eyes were full of tears, and the impact on Qian Jun was very great. "Relatives or remnants of sorrow, others have also sang. What is the way to die, and the body is the same as the mountain. "Yes, for outsiders, when a life is lost like this, they sympathize with it for a few days, but for their relatives, it is a lifetime of pain.

Every time Qian Jun thought of Wen Jin and Jin Jin's expectant eyes, he couldn't calm down, this time, it was the first time he paid attention to the rescue after the war and the wounded soldiers.

Three days later, the affairs of the wounded barracks were finally in order, and the people who were alive had already passed the most difficult moment, and after listening to the medical officer tell him, cleaning the wounds with strong liquor and sewing up the big wounds, coupled with the best wound medicine, had saved more than half of the lives of the soldiers than before, and nearly 20,000 of the 30,000 wounded had survived, and Qian Jun was relieved.

All the people were surprised that the prison army was not busy dealing with the reward, but put all their minds on the wounded barracks, and when Qian Jun turned around, the documents in the marshal's account had already sorted out the list of meritorious service awards that had been reported. In the northern Xinjiang camp, all the people who participated in the battle and guarded the pass were all stared. At this time, those who have truly made meritorious contributions may not be able to receive awards, while those who are popular in the eyes of marshals and generals, whether they have contributed to shed blood or not, will have a bumper harvest. Qian Jun remembered what Wen Jin said about "transparency", the higher the transparency, the fewer those unspeakable small actions, he ordered: "Copy out this list, make two copies, paste it to the barracks and the camp of wounded soldiers, and then read it to the soldiers and generals, and let them report it, which person is rewarded for merit, and which person is meritorious, but it is omitted." If you report a person, the evidence is conclusive, and you will be rewarded with one or two pieces of silver, and if you are a person who misses the report, you can come directly to me. ”

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