Song Chengyan clutched Yan Yunzhou's letter tightly in his hand, and he closed his eyes:

"Our family members must have known that this letter should be played before he plays, if I am not mistaken, he is waiting for us to take the initiative to report Ruoqiang's matter to the imperial court."

At this moment, in the big tent of Baicheng, Yan Yunzhou has already written the recital of the imperial court:

"Lord Wang, do you want to give this away immediately?"

Dark Xuan stepped forward and asked, but Yan Yunzhou shook his head:

"Calculate the time, Song Chengyan should have received the letter last night, and he will give this king a reply no matter what he does."

Zhou Wei paced back and forth in the hall, and Yan Yunzhou looked at him and waved his hand:

"You make me dizzy, it's Song Chengyan who should be shaking at this time."

Zhou Wei stopped and lay directly on Yan Yunzhou's wide table:

"Lord Wang, do you say that this Song Chengyan will write to the imperial court?"

He has been struggling with this matter since last night, Yan Yunzhou obviously has no anxiety about him, Shi Shiran raised his hand and took the teacup:

"If what I expected is right, Song Chengyan's letter will arrive before noon today."

"You are so anticipated, why don't you guess what he will say in his letter?"

Yan Yunzhou looked at him, his eyebrows and eyes were full of determination, and he slowly spoke:

"He will ask this king for the responsibility of dereliction of duty, and said that he will report the matter of Ruoqiang with this king."

The sun gradually reached the middle position, and the dark Xuan suddenly spoke:

"Lord Wang, the message from Liangzhou has arrived."

Zhou Wei immediately went over and took the letter in his hand, a room full of generals were looking at him, Yan Yunzhou leaned back in the chair and raised his chin slightly to him:

"Open it, it's time to reveal."

Zhou Wei read out the contents of the letter:

"When the prince saw the words, Ruoqiang colluded with the Qiang tribe and the Qiang tribe in the end, which was unexpected, causing the weapon to fall into the hands of the Qiang tribe, almost causing a catastrophe, and the last general immediately went to the court to ask for the crime of dereliction of duty and negligence..."

After Zhou Weidu finished reading, he looked at Yan Yunzhou's eyes full of reverence:

"Lord Wang, how did you expect that Song Chengyan would definitely play a plea?"

Chapter 82: Integration

Yan Yunzhou looked at Zhou Wei and said lightly:

"Song Chengyan is not a hairy boy who has just entered the court, the first emperor can let him guard in Liangzhou for so many years, he has always been loyal to his duties, this time it must be the family members in the palace who threatened him with the Liangzhou guard general.

But once this matter was played to the court through the hands of this king, he knew that the so-called secret decree would not be recognized by either the people in the palace or the lackeys of the Wei family, and in the end, the black cauldron must have been memorized by him.

The crime of negligence can be big or small, depending on how the imperial court falls, generally speaking, the imperial court will not send down the generals guarding the border at will during wartime, and most of them have made meritorious contributions without danger.

But this time, he understood that what the emperor wanted was not a general who could hold Liangzhou and suppress the Western Regions, but an obedient general who could even collude with Ruoqiang to fight against me, so his crime must not be light.

He knew that as long as he replied to the king, he would definitely try his best to protect him in the folds, as long as he pleaded guilty at the same time, at least the position of the Liangzhou general could continue to sit, which was better than taking the house and being exiled. ”

This is actually just one layer of intention, and Yan Yunzhou didn't make it clear that he sent a book to Song Chengyan this time and asked him to make a decision as soon as possible, this decision is not simply related to the question of whether he will go to the book this time, but in the future.

Song Chengyan is now like a lion hanging in the middle of a cliff, and he can only climb in one direction to have a glimmer of life.

He took the secret order, and this time he had clearly told the emperor that he would not do this scapegoat, and in the future, when the war really started, Song Chengyan just wanted to be loyal to the imperial court, and the road had been blocked by Yan Yunzhou.

"This letter will be sent to the capital by horse, remember, it will arrive a day later than Song Chengyan's letter."

Dark Xuan took the letter:

"Yes."

Yan Yunzhou read Luo Yueli's letter, and now the entire Youzhou is loose outside and tight inside, and has been surrounded by Luo Yueli into an iron pass, because weapons are being cast inside, Yan Yunzhou sent all the guards out, leaving only one of Luo Yueli's attendants who came over there:

"When will this batch of rushed weapons be ready in Youzhou?"

"Back to the prince, Lord Luo said that there will be two more months."

Yan Yunzhou calculated the time, two months, weapons, horses, money and food in his heart.

"Lord Wang, Lord Luo is most worried about military rations."

Yan Yunzhou stood up and glanced at the topographic map on the sand table:

"You go back and tell Luo Yueli that the king of military rations has been settled, let him concentrate on casting weapons, and send a message to King Jingjun, within two months, he must return to Youzhou."

"Yes."

Ning Qi was not idle this day, he really found the generals under Yan Yunzhou, and asked them to help people in the camp to help him find fifty people who had been in contact with medicine and wanted to be literate and able to write, preferably younger.

This is really not a difficult thing to say, and in the afternoon, these fifty people were gathered and sent to Ning Qi's eyes.

"I need to choose 20 of your 50 people now, and in the future, these 20 people will be mainly responsible for taking care of the wounded soldiers in the wounded barracks, I will teach you medical skills, I will teach you how to treat your comrades, of course, now there are those who are not willing to be in the wounded barracks can also raise their hands, I will not force it."

After all, in this era, many people join the army to go to the battlefield, and they may not like to do this work of taking care of people.

He needed to train the 20 people intensively, including the hygiene, disinfection, bandaging, dressing, and recording of the wounded barracks.

This afternoon was almost spent in the wounded barracks, and in the evening he "divided the production of the twenty people into households", and each of them was divided into several beds:

"In the future, the person who fixes this bed is the person you need to be responsible for changing and taking care of the dressing, Doctor Yang, when you change the dressing at night, you will bring four of you, so that they can get started and practice."

Ning also set the rule that the wounded barracks must be disinfected with alcohol once in the morning and evening, so as to ensure maximum hygiene and prevent infection.

Peaceful times were always short-lived, and soon, the Qiang Clan began to attack the city again, but this time their charge was completely within Yan Yunzhou's expectations.

As early as the day before, Yan Yunzhou sent out a force, and this force never returned to the city, but was ambushed outside the city, and did not show up until the attack of the Qian tribe.

Yan Yunzhou had already prepared for the arrows that the Qiang clan would use last time, and the people facing the battle were in groups of two, and the shields could almost completely cover the bodies of the two people.

Yan Yunzhou stood on top of the city tower, his face was cold and solemn lined with cold armor, he had already deduced this battle countless times in his heart, the Qiang Clan, he needed to completely subdue the Qiang Clan and Beimu within two months.

Ning Zhi also followed him to the city tower, bloody hand-to-hand combat, no matter how many times he saw it, he would feel the cruelty of the war, especially this time, how could it seem that their people were invincible?

He leaned over to Yan Yunzhou's side and asked in a low voice:

"Are we more passive?"

Yan Yunzhou looked at him sideways:

"Feint."

Ning Qi saw the artillery that had been erected on the city tower this time, and he knew that there shouldn't be much usable artillery left in Baicheng itself.

The last time I used it, it was because the arrow clusters of the Qi clan really caused too many casualties, so Yan Yunzhou would use some, this time, could it be that the arrow was really so powerful? forced Yan Yunzhou to use artillery?

Yan Yunzhou wanted to lure people into the range of the artillery, but it was obvious that the Qi clan had already suffered the loss of this artillery last time, and this time it didn't get too close, and when Ning Qi just wanted to ask what they should do if they didn't get close, he heard the shouting and scolding from below.

The voice seemed to have been rehearsed, and the scolding was very ugly, and if you listened carefully, it was all scolding the Qian people for being cowardly, cowardly, and deserving of so many people in Suizhou...

The Qian tribe and Beimu couldn't stand the excitement, even if the main general was still sensible, but the soldiers below had already rushed to the city gate, after all, so many people were buried in the ocean in the battle of Suizhou.

Ning Ji looked at the person next to him, this method of scolding couldn't have been thought up by this person, right? But it's really easy to use, the two armies are facing each other, not only fighting, but also plotting, whose army is in turmoil first, then the outcome is doomed.

Yan Yunzhou did not rush to order someone to open fire, but waited for the differences between the Qiang clan to be greater, until the other party's main general was ready to Mingjin to withdraw his troops, Yan Yunzhou spoke out loudly:

"Open fire."

The war drums sounded, and the defenders of the White City no longer loved to fight, but immediately got out and ran towards the city gate, and almost at the same time, the artillery fire on the city wall was fired:

"Withdraw, withdraw."

The aggressive Qiang clan was drenched in flesh and blood by this artillery fire, this time Ning Ji took a step forward and narrowed his eyes, he needed to know how powerful the bomb of this era was, Yan Yunzhou pulled his arm and blocked people behind him:

"Come here, watch out for the flying shrapnel."

The Qiang clan had begun to retreat, but this battle was far from over, and Yan Yunzhou spoke again:

"Drums, trumpets."

The dark and heavy trumpet sounded on this battlefield, the drum was the order to fire artillery, and the dark horn was the order of the ambushed soldiers to charge, and the Qi tribe and Beimu, who had retreated backwards, were ambushed by the Baicheng soldiers who suddenly rushed out.

There are interceptions in front, there is artillery fire in the back, the army's heart is in chaos, the army's heart is in chaos, that is, the catastrophe is gone, the success or failure of this battle has been doomed, the remnants of the sun under the city tower are like blood, and the people who can escape back are less than thirty percent, Ning Ji turned around and asked as if he had just woken up from a dream:

"We won?"

Yan Yunzhou's face turned pale, but he still nodded:

"Yes, we won."

But no war does not have a price, and this time it was the same, the wounded soldiers were carried back one by one, and Ning Yi looked at the people below and suddenly spoke:

"You go back to the tent first, I want to go down and have a look."

Yan Yunzhou looked at the battlefield below that had not yet been cleaned and frowned slightly:

"Go down? What to see? ”

"I want to see the man who was blown up by the gunpowder and judge the power of the gunpowder."

"I'm with you."

Yan Yunzhou didn't worry about him going down, so he pulled him down:

"Oh, I'm fine, look at your face, go in and rest."

"Let the dark mystery follow you."

Ning Qi didn't refuse again, he took Dark Xuan out of the city, he actually saw from the city tower, the radius of the explosive explosion was actually not large, and many of the people around the artillery fire could still get up after being knocked to the ground.

"Ning Gongzi, you, what do you see these corpses doing?"

When Dark Xuan came out, he was quite worried that Ning Xuan would be frightened, after all, this person should not have been to the battlefield so closely, this place where corpses are everywhere and blood is flowing like a river, he has to be carried back if he is a little timid.

And Yan Yunzhou was obviously not at ease, although he didn't follow, he didn't leave the city tower, and his eyes kept following the person who was walking in the sea of blood under the city tower.

Corpses were no strangers to Ning Qi, he had seen a lot of them, fresh and not, but it was indeed the first time he had felt this number of fresh corpses so closely, the smell of blood permeated his nose, and he twisted his eyebrows and walked forward, looking for the place of the crater.

He visually measured that the crater should be only 30-40 centimeters in diameter and about 20-30 centimeters deep, and he crouched down to examine the corpses of many dead Qiang people.

It was found that the fatal injuries of many of those people were not actually caused by explosives, but external injuries such as knives and mountains on their bodies.

Only the corpses that were very close to the crater were really killed by the explosion, and he picked up the shrapnel that was broken on the ground, which was made of clay pottery, which was actually very similar to the earthen cannon used in modern times.