Chapter 014: The Valley of Immersion (1)

On the twenty-fourth day of November in the first year of Da Zheng Baoshuo, Guangyuan County reported urgently, there were 20,000 Rong cavalry invaded the territory, and broke three cities in a row, Cai Zhuo, the commander of the county government, led the border army to meet the enemy, and fought for seven days, and finally collapsed due to the lack of food and grass, most of the 50,000 border troops were killed and wounded, and the county captain Xu Jizu was killed in battle.

As soon as this incident came out, the whole court was shocked, the Dazheng frontier has not had a war for a hundred years, and the only major war was to send troops to quell the rebellion in the north a hundred years ago, as for the Guangyuan Taishou Cai Zhuo sent troops to the west to fight seventy years ago, it was just to pacify the bandits in the eyes of the court princes.

In fact, Cai Zhuo sent troops without asking the court for instructions on the grounds of pacifying the border bandits, and after returning from victory, Emperor Taizong only nodded a few words of approval, and did not even reward meritorious service.

In the eyes of the court, or in the eyes of the entire Da Zheng, the so-called Xirong people are almost the same as savages.

They live in bitter cold places such as the Western Wilderness, clothed in animal fur and weapons sharpened from bones, especially when Cai Zhuo was on a conquest, and there was no news of the Rong people after that, everyone thought that the Xirong people had been beaten to extinction!

Now, Da Zheng was actually invaded by a group of wild people, and he also broke three cities and killed a county lieutenant!

This is no longer a simple invasion by foreign enemies, this is a national war, and it is the majesty of Da Zheng as the kingdom of Middle-earth!

The Queen Mother summoned the three princes overnight to discuss the matter, and issued an edict on the second day, sealing Shi You, the guard of the Western Army, as the general of the Rong Army, and leading 10,000 elite of the Western Army to Guangyuan County to fight the enemy.

"Mr. Zixian is like a god, the court really named me the commander of the army, and Qing Zhen is my tiger wing!"

When the edict was issued, Shi You was drinking with a middle-aged scribe in his mansion, and after learning the content of the edict, he laughed and raised his glass to the middle-aged scribe on the opposite side of the case.

"Shi Gong has won the award, most of the border troops are Shi Gong's old department, and now there is a grain theft, and after a big defeat, it has become a chaos, and only you can hold down the positions of the generals in the court, except for you, the court has no other choice!"

The middle-aged scribe said slowly, and after speaking, he gently pulled his sleeves, raised his head and put the wine in the wine bottle into his mouth, and there was a momentum of wisdom beads in his hands between his words.

The day after the edict was issued, the court and the central government immediately began to prepare, Dasi Nong began to collect the grain and grass of the army, and Shi You went to the military camp of the Western Army to point the general.

The imperial court let Shi You lead the elite of the Western Army, this "elite" is not a title that ordinary soldiers can enjoy, especially in the Western Army, if you want to be called "elite", you must go to the north to defend for three years, and you can come back alive.

Every year, there will be large and small civil unrest, the small chaos is just a few villages and towns gathering people to fight to the death, and the big ones are rebels who rise up, destroying the city and uprooting the village, and shaking the court.

For every ten soldiers who go to the Northland to defend, no more than three can finally come back alive, but these three soldiers can be used as ten in any military camp, which can be called a veteran of a hundred battles!

Ordering the soldiers and horses, Shi You summoned the generals, set the oath to go on tomorrow, leaving one night for the generals and their families to say goodbye, the generals hurried home to prepare, and Shi You also returned to the mansion to prepare for the trip.

The next day, in front of the Shifu Gate.

"Husband, the Western Wilderness is bitter and cold, you take these cotton clothes with you......" Shi You's wife asked the servant to hand the big bag to the guards on the side, and said parting words while sorting out the clothes and belts for her husband.

"Don't worry, madam!" Shi You's mood seemed to be a little excited at this time, looking at his wife, and said meaningfully, "The next time we meet, my husband will definitely surprise you, haha......"

"Father, daughter, I wish you a victorious return!" beside Shi You, her daughter Shi Yuezhu was dressed in a red dress and bent her knees to bend her knees.

"Yuezhu, why didn't Tsing Yi come?" Shi You heard his daughter's words of blessing, and the joy on his face became even worse, but he looked around and didn't find his son.

According to my brother's habit, he should be practicing calligraphy in the study at this time, and he will not come out after practicing for less than two hours. Shi Yuezhu replied with a smile.

"Hmph! As far as he has a lot of rules, Lao Tzu is about to go on an expedition, and he is still practicing his calligraphy, does he still have Lao Tzu as a father in his eyes!" Shi You heard his daughter's answer, his face suddenly turned blue, and he said angrily to his wife.

"Shi Gong, don't be angry!" Just when Shi You's wife was just about to persuade her husband not to be angry, a magnetic voice came, "It's a good thing that a son is studious, he has such perseverance at a young age, and the future will definitely be extraordinary!"

Everyone looked in the direction from which the voice came, and a middle-aged scribe dressed in white stood at the entrance of the street with a smile on his face, the breeze blowing, and his clothes fluttering, like a person in a painting.

"Mr. Zixian!haha......" Shi You saw the person coming, and immediately smiled and strode over.

"Shi Gong is going, like a hidden dragon out of the abyss, Zixian is here to wish Shi Gong a smooth journey. The middle-aged scribe shook it to the end, and the meaning of it was probably only the two of them who could understand it at this time.

"Hehe, this is a big event!" Shi You saw this, and immediately said in high spirits, "I'll go first, and the wife and children at home will be taken care of by Mr."

"Shi Gong rest assured, there is a string, and Shi Gong's relatives are worry-free!"

The middle-aged scribe Yun's answer was indifferent, but this attitude made Shi You more confident, and after a few words of advice to his family, he quickly rode on his war horse and went to the military camp with his personal guards.

The study, now the house is in chaos because of the departure of the master, but here it is very quiet, all the servants know that when the son is practicing calligraphy, he must not be disturbed!

Squeak –

The door of the study was opened, and it was none other than the middle-aged scribe who had just bid farewell to Shi You, and the reason why he came here was entirely out of curiosity, and the reason for his curiosity was the rumored boy of the Shi family who behaved strangely.

In the study, the middle-aged scribe finally saw the son of the Shi family, dressed in green clothes, fluttering and independent, at this time the boy was holding a bamboo pen on the silk cloth splashing ink, the middle-aged scribe approached to see, writing the two big characters of "the world".

"Sir, can you still see my words?" the young man in Tsing Yi seemed to know the identity of the person who came, and asked without looking back.

"The words of the son are like immortals, and they already have the image of a grandmaster. The middle-aged scribe did not hide his appreciation for these two words at all, but then asked with some doubts, "However, why did Childe write these two words?"

"No other, just want to take a look. The boy in Tsing Yi said a little melancholy.

"Haha...... , Childe, do you know that only those who stand in the sky can see this world?" the middle-aged scribe laughed when he heard this.

"That's right!" the young man in Tsing Yi sighed lightly and said slowly, "That's why so many people want to climb to the sky, right?"