Tibetan beads

Chapter 398 Writing a Letter
At the end of March, the time sequence entered late spring, the willow trees by the river began to bear fruit, and the catkins fluttered like a dream.

Yanling sat cross-legged on a big rock to write a letter.

"It's been more than a month since we met each other. The battle is busy at the moment, and I..."

Before the second sentence was finished, catkins almost flew into his eyes, but he drove them away with his hands and continued to bite the pen.

"Young master!" Yan Ji came over and handed him a paper bag, "The medicine given by the military doctor can relieve the itching."

The catkins are flying, which is beautiful to look at, but it is also easy to cause illness.Noticing this sign, Yan Ling immediately ordered the soldiers to cover their faces with cloth scarves, and asked the military doctors to prepare medicines, and only then did the spreading trend be stopped.

Marching and fighting is not simply leading people to fight and kill. Tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people have problems every day.It is necessary to keep them fed and clothed, to avoid illness and injury, and to maintain their fighting spirit and achieve their combat goals.This is ability, but also talent.

For example, Yan Cheng told him that it was no problem to let so many people eat and drink, but he was blinded if he wanted to take them out to fight.Determined that he did not have the talent to lead troops, Yan Shizi could only sit in the rear with regret.

What made him envious was that Yan Ling had never been troubled by this aspect.He was given hundreds of people when he was a child, and he dared to cut off food during military training.After giving thousands of people, he turned around and attacked Balth, destroying the entire Zhenbei Protectorate.Now with tens of thousands of people, it is still easy to do.

Sending back the battle report from the front line, watching him lead more and more soldiers, sometimes Yan Cheng would wonder if it would be okay for the entire Yan family army to be handed over to him?
Yan Ling, who was leading the army outside, didn't know his eldest brother's complicated mood at all. His mind was on two things, one was to break into the capital to overthrow the false emperor, and the other was to end the war quickly so that he could get married.

For the second goal, he can only work hard to achieve the first goal.

After receiving the paper package from Yanji, Yanling took out the pills inside and stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it a few times before swallowing.

"My lord, water." Yan Ji hastily poured warm water.

Yanling gulped down a few gulps and continued writing.

Yanji didn't dare to disturb him anymore, so he went to the side to help the cook cook.

This is the rest time during the march, and the temporary camp is extremely busy, burying the pot for cooking, feeding the horses, and solving personal problems... I have to finish it quickly, and I will be on the road again later.

When Yan Ji came back with the food, Yan Ling hadn't finished writing.Yanji had no choice but to urge: "Young master, hurry up and eat, time is running out."

Yan Ling had to come to a hasty end.He is a general, let alone let the whole army stay for him alone.

After finishing writing and collecting pen and ink, he put the letter on the stone to dry, and just squatted beside him, holding a bowl and cooking rice.

After the meal was finished and the ink was dry, he sealed it and handed it to Yan Ji: "You know where to send it, be careful, don't lose it to me."

"Yes! This is the young master's treasure, how dare the little one!"

"Hippy smile!" Yan Ling patted his head and scolded, "Hurry up and work, if you're late, you're the only one asking."

Yanji laughed and ran away.

Yanling patted her head, feeling a little embarrassed, but after thinking about it, she regained her confidence.

What happened to his letter to his fiancée?It should be!
The army quickly continued to set off, and Yanling sat on the horse and looked south.

I haven't seen her for almost half a year, and I don't know how she is now.We need to end this mess quickly so we can meet again.

Thinking like this, he gathered his mind and thought about the next battle.

……

"Third Miss! Third Miss!"

Xu Yin withdrew his thoughts and looked at Wei Jun.

Wei Jun drove forward and asked for instructions: "Xingtong is not far ahead, let's go directly, or should we take a rest first?"

Xu Yin asked back: "You are the commander of the army, what do you think?"

Wei Jun couldn't figure it out, he was right to lead the army, but the one who made the decision was Miss San!
Before he could think of an answer, Du Ming came over there.

Du Ming was originally Wu Zijing's subordinate. When Xu Yin captured Yongcheng, it was because he persuaded him to abandon the dark and turn to the bright, so that the situation of the battle could be reversed.

Later, Xu Yin fulfilled his promise and sent people to collect files to clear him of his crimes, so that he could return to his hometown dignifiedly.Du Ming is a person who knows how to repay his kindness. After the incident, he returned to Yongcheng and became a general of the Yongcheng army.

Xu Yin himself had no experience in fighting, and it was also Wei Jun's first time leading troops out.It was obviously impossible for two novices to go out like this, so Du Ming was brought along.

She has self-knowledge, fighting requires ability and experience, she doesn't know it, Wei Jun has no experience, and mainly relies on Du Ming.

"Miss San." Du Ming saluted and said, "Xingtong is not far away, how about we camp in the town ahead? The scouts have been dispatched, and there must be news soon."

Xu Yin looked at Wei Jun meaningfully and gave him a look.It means, look at others, this is what a leader looks like.

Wei Jun scratched his head in embarrassment.So, he has to make up his own mind when he leads the army, and then report it to Miss San?
Xu Yin nodded: "You can arrange it."

"Yes." Du Ming didn't say much, he answered and went to work.

Wei Jun hurriedly followed: "General Du! I'll go with you."

Du Ming understood what he meant, and said kindly: "Okay, Nanyuan soldiers and Yongcheng soldiers are not very familiar yet, we'd better practice together often, so that we can be of one mind."

"Yes, I need General Du to teach me more..."

Xu Yin looked away with a smile, and asked Qingxuan who was next to him with a string of sugar in his mouth: "Do you want to follow me too?"

Qingxuan was in high spirits: "What are you studying? I'll just make a living."

Fine.

When we arrived at the town, we set up camp.

Because this time he was going to march and fight, Xu Yin didn't take Xiaoman with him, only Xiaosang.She can take care of daily affairs by herself, and it's almost enough for Xiaosang to run errands.

Then the army stopped.

Du Ming has a well-thought-out plan and does things in a leisurely manner.He is very experienced in countering rebellion, and he has often done it before.

That night, when Xu Yinfu was writing a letter at his desk, he brought someone over.

"Miss San, Xingtong is gone." He said in a heavy tone, "It was completely occupied by the rebels a few days ago, and the scouts found Miss Xingtong, the Inspector of Xingtong. Would you like to see her?"

Xu Yin sighed: "See you."

The lady's surname is Qi. She must have suffered a lot on the way. She is disheveled and dressed in the clothes of refugees.

Hearing that she was Miss Xu San, she immediately covered her face and burst into tears.

"Why didn't you come earlier? If you came three days earlier... woo woo woo..."

This blame is obviously unreasonable, Nanyuan decided to send troops when he received the call for help, who would have thought that Xingtong would not be so fast.

But Xu Yin knew that her family was ruined, so she was emotional at the moment, so she stopped Xiao Sang and told her to cry enough.

After crying, this Miss Qi finally returned to her senses, and apologized to her: "Miss Xu San, forgive me, my family died too badly. If I hadn't sneaked in among the refugees in time, I'm afraid I would..."

Xu Yin nodded, expressing her acceptance of her apology, and asked calmly, "What's going on? The letter said it was civil unrest. Is it so difficult for you people in Xingtong?"

Miss Qi cried out in grief and indignation: "No! Those people are rebels! They escaped from the capital!"

(End of this chapter)