V1.Chapter 57

As the New Year is approaching, every household is lively, but far away in the northwest frontier, where the war is spreading in the bitter cold of the northwest, there is no smell of the New Year.

The cold wind was bleak, the night was long, and the entire northwest camp was shrouded in a white world.

The patrolling pawns numbly squeaked in the knee-deep snow.

Other than that, the entire camp was extremely quiet.

The light reflected from the snow made the camp a little brighter, and Yu Shaoqing finished today's post on the observation platform that was more than ten feet high.

Originally, according to the rules, after becoming a centurion, there is no need to take rotations at the outpost, but this is an order issued by Gui Delang himself.

Yu Shaoqing didn't seem to have any complaints. After explaining the observation to the soldiers who replaced him, he returned to his tent with a blank expression.

As soon as they arrived at the door, a post soldier from Nanying came over.

Nanying has always looked down on Beiying, even a small post soldier, he often does not take the centurion of Beiying in his eyes, not to mention that General Gui Delang is still suppressing Yu Shaoqing everywhere, and the post soldier is willing to It was a rare thing to come and talk to him.

"You are Yu Shaoqing?" The post soldier said defiantly.

Yu Shaoqing's rank is higher than him, and it stands to reason that he has to call out the centurion in a proper manner and call him by name, which is a crime.

If this spreads out...

How about spreading it out?

With Gui Delang going to hold him down, how can the bully Yu Shaoqing go away without food?

"What's the matter?" Yu Shaoqing asked calmly.

The post soldier pouted and glanced at Yu Shaoqing: "I have something from you. It's from Lianhua Town. You can go to Nanying to pick it up."

Yu Shaoqing's eyes paused, and it seemed a little unbelievable, but he didn't say anything. He went to Nanying with the post soldiers and brought back his belongings.

There are two jars of food, the small jar is pickles, and the big jar is meatballs and flatbread.

It came from Lotus Town, naturally it was sent from home.

Yu Shaoqing touched the icy jar with both hands, and there was still some inconceivable expression on his face.

After Wu San finished patrolling, he came to Yu Shaoqing's tent as usual. He was not here to eat, but to bring wine to Yu Shaoqing.

Isn't it the New Year's Eve? He asked someone to buy a pot of wine from outside and planned to spend New Year's Eve with Yu Shaoqing.

However, when he walked in, he saw the jar on the table at a glance.

"What is this?" he asked in confusion.

Yu Shaoqing still has an ice face, but the edges and corners of his eyebrows seem to be softer: "Something sent from home."

Wu San was stunned when he heard the words, and then smiled sarcastically: "Oh, those bastards won't be greedy for your things this time? When did they become so kind? You should be careful, don't give you any medicine inside."

In the past few years in the military camp, Lao Yu has not had an easy life. He is a good person and has a lot of military exploits, but he is too stubborn and offends many people. He sent it, but none of it got to him.

Strictly speaking, this is what Old Yu Tou once returned to his home.

"Do you have a letter?"

"No, the family is illiterate."

It was so when he left.

Wu San was also illiterate, so he didn't think it was strange. He stepped forward, carefully looked at the contents of the jar, and couldn't help exclaiming: "So much to eat!"

There are meatballs, pickles, and flatbread!

All of them are what he and Lao Yu like to eat!

"Your family loves you so much!" Wu San said enviously and jealously, taking out a heavy pie.

Is this really a pie? Good, very heavy!

Wu San took a bite like a wolf.

Hemp egg, why is it so hard!

Ate another meatball.

Why does it taste so weird!

In the end, Wu San pinned his hopes on the bright red-colored pickle. He gently tore off a small piece, but after only licking it, he rolled his eyes on the spot...

...

The capital also entered the middle of the night, but the imperial study was brightly lit.

"What did you say? The 20,000 soldiers in the northwest camp will be wiped out overnight? No one survives?" The emperor sat behind the desk, put down the memorial that he had just approved, and said to Gao Yuan in front of him.

Gao Yuan replied with difficulty: "Yes, no one survives."

The emperor slapped the desk with a slap: "Bastard! Who taught you these gossip and confusing words?!"

Gao Yuan took a deep breath and said, "This minister...it's not that he was slandering the crowd, but he also made great determination to risk his death to give advice to His Majesty."

The emperor laughed angrily: "Okay, okay, you risk your own death to remonstrate, then you can tell me, how did you find out the information that the border guards can't spy?"

Without waiting for Gao Yuan's answer, the emperor continued: "You asked me to send a hundred thousand troops from Tongzhou to reinforce the northwest camp. Have you ever thought that there are 150,000 Xiongnu troops stationed outside Tongzhou City! Hundreds of thousands of troops are stationed in Tongzhou City! Common people! Do you want me to hand over the entire Tongzhou city to the Xiongnu?!"

Gao Yuan said sternly: "The military report is wrong. There has never been an army of 150,000 Xiongnu outside Tongzhou City.

As soon as the Xiongnu entered the winter, they were short of supplies, and they all depended on looting for food and grass.

The northwest camp is rich in materials, and it is indeed easy to become fat in the eyes of the Huns.

But what Gao Yuan can think of, can't the generals in the camp think of it? The defense has already been strengthened, making the entire camp impregnable.

What's more, they also spied on the military situation, and learned that the Huns had pulled out their camp and went outside the city of Tongzhou. No accident, they were going to attack Tongzhou on New Year's Eve.

Gao Yuan bowed and said, "Your Majesty, everything I said is true!"

The emperor snorted coldly: "Then answer me honestly, where did you spy on the military situation?"

Gao Yuan lowered his eyes, sweat dripping from his forehead: "Chen...I'm not spying...I'm...watching the stars at night..."

The emperor interrupted him angrily: "You are offering wine! You went to Guozijian, not Qintianjian! You are also watching the stars at night! I called you back to Beijing to help the society, not to make you alarmist and disturb Military heart!"

"His Majesty……"

The emperor narrowed his eyes suddenly: "Or...you colluded with the Huns, and the Huns told you all these military information? I remembered that your little grandnephew seems to be half a Huns."

"Your Majesty!" Gao Yuan's body shook, and he raised his head suddenly!

The emperor brushed off his wide sleeves and said with a cold expression: "Come here, put Gao Yuan in the prison, and wait for his fate!"

...

In the icy dungeon, Gao Yuan fell into a dream again.

He dreamed that he was standing on the city wall of Tongzhou, looking out into the snow-capped distance.

Suddenly, a fast horse came galloping.

Immediately carrying a person.

The man was carrying many arrows and seemed to be seriously injured. He lay dying on the horse's back, as if he might fall off at any time.

When he got close, Gao Yuan realized that he was not carrying so many arrows, but was hit by so many arrows. He was almost shot into a hedgehog. Ordinary people were injured like this and died long ago, and I don't know who he was. What kind of obsession has been struggling to survive until now.

He sent the last and most important piece of military information.

But he was not able to see Tongzhou, which he saved, with his own eyes.

Gao Yuan closed his tarnished eyes with his own hands, took off the iron plate around his neck, and wiped away the blood stains—

Thousand Commander, Yu Shaoqing.

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Wanwan: I don't care, my father must live! snort!