From a son-in-law to a favorite of the empress

Chapter 1120

Hills.

The hills in late autumn have already begun to wither.

The wind is cold, and every time it blows by, thousands of dead leaves fall and flocks of birds fly away.

The successive battles and the rush of the journey have made this elite army very tired, but after three days of rest, they have fully recovered. This is the most relaxing period since they set out.

Some soldiers even started to organize fishing activities. Under the leadership of the warriors of the Yehe tribe, many soldiers from the Beijing camp also joined in.

Hong Bo and Liu Daguang also jumped into the water, caught for a long time, and climbed up again shivering with cold.

After all, they are not young anymore, and they can't compare with these young men.

Zhou Yuan, on the other hand, sat on a simple recliner, quietly watching the scene in front of him, with a faint smile on his face.

The scenery of Tongkuanshanwei is indeed very good. He hasn't enjoyed such a leisurely life for a long time, but the things in Shenjing have always been on his mind, making him unable to calm down.

Only Luo Kun understood his heart. He sat with him and whispered, "Boss, it took more than 20 days on the road. It's already September 9th. What is the situation in Shenjing like? Can you guess?"

Zhou Yuan waved his hand and said, "Why worry about Shenjing? I'm afraid it was settled last month. Your Majesty should have cleared everything and even started to implement the new system."

Luo Kun said, "Didn't you say on the road that the royal family may have some troops, such as the remaining Beijing Camp or Jizhou Army?"

Zhou Yuan smiled and said, "You don't know your majesty. You don't know how deep her attainments are in conspiracy and power. Those petty fights of the royal family could not escape her eyes from the beginning..."

"Your Majesty is the most vulnerable only at one time, that is, the period before and after the succession. At other times, she has never been able to fight."

"The royal family said they were rebelling, but in fact... it was just a means for your majesty to clear out the conservatives and diehards. Otherwise, Prince Zerong died a long time ago. "

Luo Kun's face changed slightly, and after thinking for a moment, he said: "It seems to be true. Although I have never seen your majesty, I still know how deep the water in Shenjing is. Your majesty never seems to be afraid of being drowned."

"But...how did you beat your majesty? Everyone is saying that you and your majesty had a conflict..."

Zhou Yuan couldn't help laughing and said, "I am different from the royal family."

"I have my basic base, that is, I can fight, and the world of Dajin needs me. Even if your majesty has countless dissatisfaction with me, you still have to use me."

"On the one hand, the world can't do without me, and on the other hand, the imperial power can't accommodate me, so your majesty is very entangled. In the end, I sealed the wolf and completely controlled the military power, and your majesty had no choice. "

"As for the royal family...if they are a little useful to the world, they will not fall to this result."

Luo Kun said: "What about the northwest?"

Hearing this, Zhou Yuan was silent.

He couldn't answer, nor could he guess what would happen in the northwest. Anyway, the Ma family was certain to rebel, but Song Wu...

After all, he was too young. Even if Zhou Yuan had ten thousand reasons to believe him, he had to admit that the situation in the northwest was too difficult.

"The battle in the northwest depends on Song Wu's resilience and Xu Dasheng's wisdom. Both are indispensable."

"If Song Wu falls, the northwest will also fall. If Song Wu can hold on and Xu Dasheng happens to seize the opportunity, then the northwest can be stable."

"But it's really difficult to achieve these things."

Speaking of this, Zhou Yuan took a deep breath and said, "That's why I'm anxious and I'll take such a risky strategy."

"Attempt to annihilate the entire Tsarist army before October."

"After returning to Shenjing, I will lead my troops to the northwest to save the crisis."

As soon as the voice fell, a spy came quickly on horseback in the distance.

"Report! Report!"

The man jumped off his horse, covered in dust, and crawled to Zhou Yuan's side, shouting: "Marshal! Report to the Marshal!"

"On August 24, Gumanyev's army attacked Jianzhou. Generals Wang Xiong and Ji Shan, after clearing the fields, led 50,000 troops to resist the enemy. After two days and nights of hard fighting, the whole army was wiped out before dawn on August 25, and they died heroically."

Zhou Yuan stood up suddenly, his figure became stiff.

The spy handed over the letter in his hand and said: "This is the details of the incident written by Lord Guan Lu. Please read it, Marshal."

Zhou Yuan took the letter, his hands were shaking, and he slowly opened it and read it word by word.

His eyes were red, and he couldn't help but say, "Stupid! Stupid!"

"Defending the city is right! But you have to fight and run! You have to retreat to the north at the last moment! The enemy won't chase you in order to save time!"

"Wang Xiong, Wang Xiong, you... you are so smart, how can you..."

Speaking of this,Zhou Yuan paused again.

He closed his eyes and was silent for a long time before he choked up and said, "So he wanted to die... He couldn't face the people of Shandong..."

Zhou Yuan sat down dejectedly, covered his face with the letter, and sighed deeply.

Luo Kun winked at the spy, asking him to leave first, and then stood there quietly, waiting for his boss to recover slowly.

Zhou Yuan's tears wet the letter paper, he crumpled the letter paper into a ball, wiped his tears, and shook his head slowly.

Luo Kun whispered, "Boss, General Wang is determined to die. There is nothing we can do."

Zhou Yuan was unable to answer. He was silent for a moment before he said, "At the beginning... we should have let Liu Fang go to Leiden and let Wang Xiong go to Tianjin..."

"I just thought that Wang Xiong was from Shandong and would definitely be able to lead the troops well in Leiden... I never thought... I would have thought that this day would come..."

"This... this shackle of 'Shandong elders' is equivalent to what I put on him."

Luo Kun immediately said, "Boss, this is General Wang's own choice. Everyone has their own destiny. He chose his own fate. You don't have to blame yourself."

What he said made sense. Zhou Yuan understood that he was just sad.

After suppressing the rebellion of King Jing, he became the commander-in-chief of the Five Military Camps, pulled Wang Xiong and other refugees into his tent, and then went to the Central Plains.

It can be said that since Zhou Yuan started leading troops to fight, Wang Xiong has been under his tent, following him in battles and taking on the most difficult tasks.

In the Central Plains, he surrounded the enemy and attacked the reinforcements. He advanced hundreds of miles to Song County. The important task was on him.

In the Battle of Shanhaiguan, he led the musketeers to attack Xinglin Fort and successfully burned the enemy's grain.

After that, he served as the deputy governor of the Five Military Camps, led the army north to deal with Sabdan, and finally sealed the wolf's lair.

He was not as brave as Li He and Shi Yi, because he lacked wisdom, nor was he as smart and steady as Liu Fang and Xiang Yong, but lacked courage.

He is the one who is most like me!

Zhou Yuan clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and said, "I will avenge him! Andre! I will cut off his head with my own hands!"

Luo Kun said in a deep voice, "Boss, you can do it. No matter how rotten the Great Jin is, you can lift it up and you can definitely do revenge. You are the man of destiny for my Great Jin."

The man of destiny does not believe in fate. No matter how hard it is, you must kill forward and kill through all the darkness and injustice.

Zhou Yuan did not think he was destined to be a man, or rather, he thought... every soldier was destined to be a man.

He took a deep breath and said, "After two consecutive days and nights of attacking Jianzhou, and with 20,000 prisoners who had been hungry for three days, Gumanyev must rest and recuperate. Wang Xiong did his best."

"Now it is the Double Ninth Festival on September 9th, and the army of the Tsarist Empire is almost in Shenzhou."

"I guess the remaining food and grass they have can only support four or five days at most."

"If they fail to capture Shenzhou, they will be wiped out!"

Zhou Yuan looked at the sky and murmured, "This war is about to come to an end."