Chapter 208: Pray for the Niangniang

At this moment, the camp of the Northern Army is thousands of miles away.

On the first day of the new year, before there was a glimmer of light, the general Li Rongsheng woke up.

Rubbing the corners of his forehead, he walked to the table and poured a glass of water to drink.

Last night I was always restless and didn't sleep well.

It's really strange, for so many years, I have rarely slept well at night, even when I confronted the rebels of King Huainan, I could sleep snorely at night.

But last night, I always had trouble falling asleep, and then I finally fell asleep, and I slept very lightly, and woke up seven or eight times during the night.

"What a fucking weird thing, is there something big going to happen?" Li Rongsheng muttered as he walked out of the big tent. Come to think of it, what is the big deal in Chengping today? Wei and Liang jointly sent troops to attack the Great Song Dynasty? Wei and Liang joined forces with the Western Regions to jointly attack the Song Dynasty? In addition, there are people in Shu who are fighting against the inside and the outside and joining forces?

Of course, these can be considered big things. But in Li Rongsheng's case, except for the last assumption, which is a bit tricky, nothing else can be regarded as a bad thing.

No matter how powerful the external attack is, it cannot compare to a small reactionary force from within.

Don't be afraid of a huge mace coming from the outside, just afraid that there will be an embroidery needle inside.

Li Rongsheng thought about these messy possibilities, and finally shook his head and vetoed them. Impossible, at least not for now. The possibility of Wei and Liang joining forces is very small, and the two countries look down on each other, not only emotionally hoping that the other party will perish early, but intellectually hoping that the other party will not be so weak, at least to be able to argue with the Great Song Dynasty.

Such as today's top three, Song Liangwei.

Although these three kingdoms are in a state of great strength in terms of name, in terms of strength, in the eyes of the Great Song Dynasty, Liang Wei is basically no different from the Western Liang Kingdoms of the Western Regions.

Li Rongsheng once made an analogy with the emperor. With the current military might, the Great Song Dynasty completely wiped out Liang Wei in six years, which is probably possible. As for the countries of the Western Regions, they could be fought in three months and fled to the depths of the desert Gobi.

Therefore, General Li felt very strange and puzzled about last night's restlessness, and in the depths of his consciousness, he had some inexplicable worries.

I vaguely felt that something big had happened.

The eastern sky had just revealed a hint of whiteness, and the entire Northern Army barracks had gone from the original silence to the sound of getting up and washing up in silence.

Every sergeant got up as usual and went out to exercise.

This is the iron law of the Northern Army, except when there is a war, you have to go out every day. No matter the wind or rain, you can't avoid the cold and heat, and the stick can't move. Even the Chinese New Year's Eve and the first day of the Lunar New Year are no exception.

When all the sergeants were assembled on the school grounds, Li Rongsheng was already standing in front of everyone in military uniform.

Everything began in an orderly manner. Li Rongsheng followed everyone into a set of punches, a set of marksmanship, and ran around the school field a few times. Without blushing and without a heartbeat, he stopped and stepped aside. Looking at the arrangement of the commanders and lieutenants of each school, the arrangement of the command and communication formation, and the accurate transmission of advance and retreat.

The sky is getting brighter and brighter, and the sound of majestic soldiers can be heard in villages three miles away.

In the villages near the camp of the Northern Army, the people were woken up every morning by the sound of school drills. But all the people will not feel noisy, and the people will only feel at ease.

With the company of this soldier's shouting and killing, they can sleep with peace of mind, eat with peace of mind, farm with peace of mind, get married with peace of mind, and have children with peace of mind.

These people in the frontier, pushing up one or two generations, have all experienced countless wars. The days of the beacon fire passed down from generation to generation have left a deep imprint on the hearts of the older generation, and then these old people will tell those shocking and desperate stories of the past to their children and grandchildren.

After an hour of drilling, the soldiers went back to the barracks for breakfast.

General Li Rongsheng ate eight steamed buns and three eggs for breakfast. This amount of food is not large in the army, and for Li Rongsheng, the amount he ate this morning is not much. Free Chinese

Because his head still hurts.

In recent years, this has never happened, and the general himself does not know what is going on.

This discomfort lasted until the evening of the second day of the Lunar New Year, and the cause was found.

On the second day of the first month, when it was just dark, a fast horse came out of the dust, showed his waist card from afar to show his identity, and directly entered the camp and came to the general's barracks.

"General Qiyu, the capital is urgent!" immediately the soldier rolled off his horse, panting like an ox, and took out a letter from his bosom and handed it over.

Li Rongsheng took the urgent report, tore open the sealed wax, took out the letter, and opened it.

A moment later.

Li Rongsheng frowned, sighed, and muttered: "Queen Mother, you said that you would hand over the little prince to me as my apprentice?

That night, numerous torches were lit in the camp of the Northern Army.

All the officers and men of the Northern Army stood on the school grounds, each holding a torch.

Li Rongsheng walked to the high platform and held a torch so that everyone could see his face clearly.

He said loudly: "Everyone, I have bad news to tell you, I just came from the capital, the queen mother, the funeral." ”

As soon as these words came out, the soldiers below suddenly exploded.

The Northern Army has always been strict in military discipline, and it was originally impossible to speak out without the permission of the commanders, but these soldiers all spoke.

"The queen is dead, was she murdered?"

"The queen mother is in good health, how can she suddenly fall ill?"

Li Rongsheng didn't blame the soldiers, paused for a while, and continued: "You don't have to be suspicious, the queen died of illness, and she was fine at dinner at night, and she returned to the palace... It's time for the funeral. ”

After speaking, Li Rongsheng waved the torch in his hand, and then said: "Tonight, let us pray for the queen's mother, right here, soldiers, are you willing?"

"Yes, willing, willing!" Hundreds of thousands of troops shouted willingly, shouting loudly and soaring into the sky. If you encounter a weak team, this shout in unison can make the opponent turn around and flee.

After saying that, Li Rongsheng walked down the high platform, walked in front of the captains, and together with all the soldiers, faced the direction of the Southern Palace, facing the place where there was the queen's mother, and raised the torch in his hand.

Hundreds of thousands of people and hundreds of thousands of torches stood quietly in the school yard of the Northern Army camp in the northwest border of the Great Song Dynasty on this winter night.

Tonight, these bloody men, with the behavior that they can only do and do nothing, everyone silently prays for the queen mother in their hearts. I hope that the soul of the queen mother can ascend to the Nine Heavens, and in the future, she will be able to look at the Great Song Dynasty in the sky, look at the soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty, and these people.

It's not that the queen mother has a spirit to take care of them in the sky, but to let the queen mother go with confidence. In this world, this Great Song Dynasty, with us, we will do the same thing as the queen mother, guarding the Great Song Dynasty, guarding the people, and guarding the emperor.

On this night, the camp of the Northern Army was brightly lit, and in the whistling wind, there were occasionally a few sobs. It was the soldiers of the capital or the soldiers who were not soldiers of the capital, and it was the cry of the soldiers who had directly received the favor of the queen or who had received the grace of the queen.

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, but he hasn't reached the sad place.

The soldiers never had a man's tears, but they didn't feel sad.