Rebirth of a Star General

After the Grain Rain, it won't be long before the beginning of summer.

During this season in Shuojing, it should be raining non-stop. But in Jiuchuan, the desert stretches as far as the eye can see, the summer heat is already there, the sun is long and dry, and the soldiers' lips are chapped and peeled.

The battle was extremely fierce.

After winning the first battle last time, He Yan led the Fu Yue army to fight against the Utuo people many times in the past month. The Utuo people suffered many times at the hands of Marquis Wu'an, and they gradually came to understand that Marquis Wu'an was by no means an incompetent person who was lucky enough to be appointed an official. Her delicate formation, her heroism, and even her skill in swordsmanship reminded Uto people of the legendary Feihong General back then.

The same is true.

After several fights, He Yan started to counterattack after he roughly figured out the fighting form of the Uto people. She is extremely patient, and she is not in a hurry to attack the city. She only uses the tactics of "the thieves come and defend, and the thieves go after them; in the daytime, they show their troops and attack their camp at night." For a long time, morale was low, depressed and exhausted, and he saw that he was losing more than once.

Today is siege time.

A woman in red armor galloped on the battlefield on a steed, with a splendid victory and a shadow of swords and swords. The formation followed her command, like a nimble dragon, rushing towards the enemy camp with a murderous aura.

Her sword is unstoppable.

The two armies were at war for thousands of miles.

Wheat is fighting with a utopian strong man. Although he is young and strong, if he gets up, he is not as good as a stone. At this moment, he is doing his best. Suddenly he kicks the knee of the person in front of him, and that person is kicked. He staggered a bit, and Mai took this opportunity to wipe his neck with a knife.

His opponent fell down, and he was relieved. Before showing a happy smile, he was suddenly thrown to the ground by one person and rolled twice on the ground. Mai's heart tightened, and he raised his head subconsciously, and saw the stone holding him, his back was in front of him, a black arrow sank into his back, only a little feather was exposed.

Stone's lips moved, and only had time to say two words: "Be careful."

Another arrow pierced his back.

The young man spit out a mouthful of blood, "...Let's go!"

"Big brother—" Mai cried out in grief. Seeing this, the other tyrant rushed to the two Uto archers who were ambush in the dark, and fought with them.

The lively young man who has always been smiling, his face is full of panic at this moment, tears are falling down, he knelt down beside him, and shouted: "Big brother, don't scare me, big brother..."

Shitou looked at the younger brother in front of him with difficulty, two arrows, in the middle of his chest, his physical strength was fading little by little, the battlefield was so chaotic, and wheat was very dangerous.

"Go...don't stay here..." he said with difficulty, "dangerous..."

Then the light in his eyes went out.

Mai let out a howl of pain, but unfortunately, this was the battlefield, and no one paid attention to his sadness at the moment.

Death happens anytime, anywhere.

Huang Xiong's armor had been chopped to pieces, and he also suffered a lot of injuries on his face. He is already very old, and it is more than enough to deal with ordinary thieves, but it is somewhat difficult to deal with these sturdy and cunning Uto people.

The Uto man in front of him was fighting with him. He was slashed at the tiger's mouth, and his blood was blurred. When he held the knife, his heart ached and his strength gradually lost. Even the golden knife that had accompanied him for many years in his hand had changed. It was extremely heavy, as if it was difficult to swing.

His exhaustion was seen by the other party, and the Uto man laughed: "No way, this big man can't do it!"

Probably his appearance is majestic, and the golden knife is particularly conspicuous. The Uto people paid attention to him and shouted: "This knife belongs to me!"

Huang Xiong said solemnly, "Dreaming."

He held a big knife in his hand and slashed with the opponent's blade. At this moment, it suddenly became cold behind him, and a long sharp knife pierced through his chest from behind him, stabbing him.

The Uto man behind him laughed wildly.

However, this smile was only halfway through. The bear-shaped man shouted, turned his head sharply, raised the big knife in his hand regardless of the wound on his body, and immediately chopped off the head of the Uto man behind him. The other end laughed smugly. It also stopped abruptly at the moment when a golden light would take his life away.

The armor on his body was completely pierced by the tip of the knife. He grabbed the handle of the knife and pulled it out violently. The moment he pulled it out, he finally couldn't support it and fell to the ground.

In his hand, he was holding the golden-backed sword tightly.

For so many years, he has been scattered and scattered because of this knife, but it is also this knife that has accompanied him to travel thousands of miles, killing the enemy with blood. He is alone now, without any worries, and it is not a pity that he was the only friend who had been with him for many years before his death.

only……

The strong man looked at the sky, the Buddha beads on his chest were warm and dark, and he saw his mother gently praying for the early return of the wandering child in the distance in front of the Buddhist hall. The sisters were serving steaming meals. ...

So peaceful, so peaceful.

He closed his eyes with peace of mind, and his expression was as peaceful as never before.

The prodigal son has been away for so long, and now, he can finally return home.

...

The city is broken.

Yanjia Xibing soldiers, bare bones exposed. The soldiers cheered for the hard-won victory, and everyone who survived had a happy smile on their faces.

The woman at the head was in high spirits, and she was never tired. She was always like this, as if she would never have a weak side. It is because of her presence that the morale of the Fuyue Army is getting stronger day by day.

The Uto people were beaten and abandoned the city and fled. At this point, Jiuchuan was finally recaptured by their Great Wei.

He Yan's face still had bloodstains that had not yet been wiped off. He was about to count the results when he saw Wang Ba walking towards her with a solemn expression.

The smile on her lips disappeared instantly.

"Come and have a look," he said.

After days of war, people kept dying, and the men from Liangzhou Wei finally realized that this time was different from every previous time. The war made them grow rapidly, made them taciturn, determined and calm. Wang Ba is no longer the person who used to shout at every turn. These days, he has been quiet a lot.

He Yan followed him to the front.

The soldiers who died in the battle could only be buried on the spot, and the soldiers who survived checked them one by one to see if they had any tokens they were carrying. Most of the soldiers here have a letter on their body before they go to the battlefield. If they die in battle, their comrades will bring the letter back to their families.

He Yan saw Shi Shi and Huang Xiong.

She understood long ago that people cannot decide their own life and death when they go to war. When you put on the armor, you are ready to give your life. Those who survived to the end were not very lucky, and inevitably watched their comrades leave one by one.

First Hong Shan, now Shi Shi and Huang Xiong.

The stone was killed by an arrow, the arrow was pulled out, and the shirt on his chest was dyed red. Huang Xiong died under the knife. He heard that he died with the two Uto people in the end. When he was finally found, he was still holding the knife in his hand.

He Yan knelt down halfway in front of the two of them, earnestly tidying up their messy clothes.

Wheat cried hoarsely on the side, his eyes were red. He Yan still remembered the first time he saw Shi Shi and Mai, the Orion brothers who grew up in the mountains when he was a child, told her about his ambition to join the army. Mai was lively and innocent, greedy and playful, Shi Shi was taciturn and prudent and careful.

The war changed all that.

A soldier asked, "Sir, Brother Huang's knife..."

Such a good knife, if used on the battlefield, is also eye-catching.

"He has no family. This knife is his family. It has been with him for so many years. Let's be buried with him." He Yan looked at the man on the ground. Big brother, looking at the calm smile on his face, he has already found his way home after thinking about it.

She stood up, her sadness was only fleeting, and she said, "Tell them to come to my tent and talk about the war."

Take a firm step and never look back.

...

As if to celebrate the victory of retaking Jiuchuan, the moon came out late at night.

The woman in the tent made the last stroke on the map, rubbed her eyes, stood up, and walked out.

She climbed up the city tower and looked into the distance. Outside the city, there was a vast expanse of yellow sand. The beacon in the distance reflected the long flat ground.

A crescent moon hangs in the night sky, illuminating Qi Qing for a while.

She sat down on the ground, and her stomach made a soft sound, only to realize that she hadn't eaten a single bite since the end of the war.

A dry cake was handed over, He Yan was slightly startled, Jiang Jiao walked over from behind, sat down beside her, and said, "I know you probably didn't eat it, so I kept it for you."

He Yan smiled slightly: "Thank you."

She took a bite of the dry biscuits and filled her stomach with coarse food, which brought true satiety.

Jiang Jiao handed her the kettle, and she raised her head and took a sip, with a cheerful attitude. There was still mud and blood on his face, and he looked particularly embarrassed. Only those eyes were as bright as stars.

He suddenly felt some emotion in his heart.

In the Fuyue Army, everyone said that He Yan was born brave, used his soldiers like a god, and was never tired. The men needed to rest after this battle. However, after she left the battlefield, she counted the results, arranged and directed the next pursuit, and re-analyzed the enemy's situation. Until now, she has not changed her clothes, and she has not eaten dry food. Only at this moment, sitting on the ground on an unmanned tower, will she be able to Showing a little bit of his own tiredness.

He heard He Yan's voice: "How is the wheat?"

"Not very good, Wang Ba has been with him all the time." Jiang Jiao's voice was low.

Liangzhouwei's brother has already left halfway. And who will go next, who can go to the end and return to Shuojing alive, no one can say for sure.

He Yan raised his head and took a sip of water, his voice still calm, "I have to let him come out quickly."

These words are cruel, but Jiang Jiao also understands in his heart that this is on the battlefield, on the battlefield, and there will be no sad time for people.

Although He Yan didn't cry, it didn't mean she wasn't sad. She is a woman after all, staying here alone, watching the people around her leave one by one, should be very powerless.

"Brother He," Jiang Jiao asked, "do you miss the Governor?"

Silence answered him.

After a while, He Yan raised his head and looked into the distance of the city tower.

In the lonely desert, only the silver-white crescent moon hangs quietly in the night.

"No." She raised the corner of her mouth slightly, as if she saw another person through the crescent moon in front of her.

"I know, he's here."

The voice of a crow was heard in the distance, and the cold wind at night made the torches like swaying stars. The young female general stood up and patted someone on the shoulder: "Go back early, there is still a tough battle to fight tomorrow."

Turn around and leave.

...

It has been raining for days in Ji County, and the rain has washed away the mud and blood on the ground. If it weren't for the scattered weapons and corpses, the soldiers would not be able to see that a fierce battle had just passed here.

In the tent, the man dressed in sackcloth looked at the general who was sitting in the tent, and said with a startled expression, "Yan Nanguang, you don't want to die!"

The last white robe on his body was not spared the fate of being cut into cloth strips in the end. Since then, he has been wearing the linen clothes worn by ordinary people and shuttled through the camp of the Yan family army. But now, the young master of the Lin family is no longer as graceful as he used to be. Twelve hours a day, there are ten hours, his face is dirty, and his hands are stained with blood.

The war is getting more and more tense day by day, more and more wounded soldiers, and there are not enough military doctors, and here he is the most powerful one, and the most reassuring existence.

But now, only Lin Shuanghe himself knows how uneasy he is.

Yan He ignored him, just frowned and counted the results of last night's battle. Last night, the Yan family's army defeated the Uto people, killed 10,000 enemies, and captured 1,000 horses, which is a good thing to celebrate.

"Yan Nanguang, did you hear me?" Lin Shuanghe asked anxiously.

"I heard." Yan He replied impatiently.

"Then do you know that you are in danger now!" Lin Shuanghe lowered his voice, "You will die!"

On that day, Yan He took action and rescued the father, who was already a pair of children, from the Uto people, but was injured by the Uto people who secretly shot cold arrows. It was aimed at him, and the arrows were painted with poison.

Lin Shuanghe couldn't get rid of the poison.

On the battlefield, there are no medicinal materials that can slowly develop an antidote for him.

The poison is spreading day by day. If the antidote is not found as soon as possible, Yan He will die. But he had been fighting and fighting for days, and the poisonous traces in the wound had spread faster and deeper, which made Lin Shuanghe's heart skip a beat. If Yan He could put aside the war for the time being, the poisoning would be slower, and maybe it would last longer, but now, if it goes on like this, maybe... I can't wait to return to Shuojing at all.

"Have you developed an antidote?" Yan He asked with a frown.

Lin Shuanghe was stunned for a moment, then replied sullenly, "No."

"Since they are all dead, why do you care so much." Yan He said disapprovingly.

He didn't seem to care at all, as if he was talking about the lives of others. Not even worried about it, Lin Shuanghe asked, "Do you really want to continue like this?"

"Lin Shuanghe, this is on the battlefield." Yan He said in a solemn voice, "In recent days, we have reported many successes, and the Utopians have suffered serious damage. If we continue, we will soon be able to take Jijun back. At this time, we must strike while the iron is hot, no It will be difficult to wait for this opportunity in the future. In the battlefield, there is no time to stop.”

Lin Shuanghe closed his eyes.

He knew that what Yan He said was right, and what he said was the truth. But as a doctor, he understands even more that if things go on like this, there may still be a chance, and it will become impossible.

"You have to know..." He said with difficulty, "If you continue like this, you won't stop and rest, at most... March."

"March," Yan He said, "then finish this battle within March."

Until now, what he was thinking about was still the result of this battle. Lin Shuanghe couldn't help but say, "Even if you don't care, don't you think about Chengxiu? Yan Nanguang, your children are still waiting for you to go back!"

Yan He's fingers trembled slightly, but his face was still normal. He said nonchalantly: "Since you know, go and find an antidote for me. Otherwise, what's the use of asking you to come here? Women, can't you heal men?"

If it was normal, Lin Shuanghe would have to come forward to reason when he heard these words questioning his medical skills, but now, he was just looking at Yan He, and he suddenly understood that even if the person in front of him knew that he only had one day to live, I will spend this last day on being a good leader.

On the battlefield, he was not Xia Chengxiu's husband, nor Yan Muchia's father, he was the leader of the Yan family's army, the general of the Great Wei, and that was all.

"I see." Lin Shuanghe gave him a deep look, "I will do my best."

He turned around and walked out. At the table, Yan He raised his eyes to look at Lin Shuanghe's back, and suddenly vomited a cloud of black blood.

Poison will not only make his life go away, but also make him suffer and suffer, but this cannot be revealed in front of people. The Yan family's army needs a backbone, and he will never fall before the victory is over.

Yan He casually pulled the towel on one side, wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, dissipated the pained expression, and focused his eyes on the military defense map in front of him again.

three months...

He must fight fast.

...

In the academy, on the green lotus leaves in the pond, pink buds began to appear. Dragonflies swept across the water, and their glass-like wings drew a light ripple.

After the beginning of summer, the days get longer and the wind brings warm sunshine.

In the school hall in the afternoon, the sun is just right, the teenagers sit and doze off, and the good times are always extraordinarily long.

Someone ran in from outside, jumped on the table with joyful excitement, and said, "Good news, good news, the Fuyue Army led by Lord Hou He of Wu'an has recaptured Jiuchuan and defeated the Utuo thief—"

The originally dull afternoon was suddenly awakened by this news.

"Really? Did you retake Jiuchuan so soon?"

"It's true, it's spread outside! I just came back from outside."

"The Marquis of Wu'an is so powerful that the four generals sent troops separately, and the Fuyue Army headed by a woman was the first to take the city."

"What about women? Wasn't the former leader of the Fuyue Army, General Feihong, also a woman? I saw that the Marquis of Wu'an was also a heroine. Maybe after returning to Beijing, the emperor will be appointed a high-ranking official, and he will be General Wu'an in the future. !"

In the corner of the academy, the young man who was sitting was dumbfounded. Hearing this letter, he was still a little unbelievable.

He Yan wins? Already recaptured Jiuchuan?

Just as he was thinking about it, a group of people "hurrah" came around.

"He Yunsheng, your sister is really amazing. You have made a contribution so quickly! I think your He family will only skyrocket in the future."

"Hey hey, Brother He, Brother He, from today onwards, we are good brothers. As long as you develop in the future, don't forget to support me."

"Bah! One by one, all of you were talking about people behind your back, Lord He, all of them were in the light of Dudu Xiao, and he didn't have much ability, so now they're all slapped in the face! Then Lord He is going to Jiuchuan, but he is leading the troops alone. However, it was better than General Yan, Dudu Xiao, and General Huwei to return the good news, which shows that they have real skills."

"Yes, yes, I'm really capable, I have eyes but don't know Mount Tai, Brother Yunsheng, Brother Yunsheng..."

He Yunsheng was surrounded, but was not carried away by the warm compliments from his classmates. There was only one thought in his heart, He Yan won, she was safe...

The young man turned his head slightly, the corners of his mouth could not help curling up, thinking that she would abide by the agreement this time.

...

In the summer, the pomegranate trees in Xiao’s house became the best place for shade.

The yellow dog crouched under the tree, squinting lazily, Qingmei added water to its sink, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and was about to go back to the house when a shadow suddenly jumped in from outside, with a cheerful voice: "Sister Qingmei, Sister Qingmei!"

Qingmei was startled, seeing Ginkgo running over like a gust of wind, and hurriedly supported her, "What's the matter? Why are you so happy?"

"I just went outside and heard people outside saying that the second young lady won the battle and brought the Fuyue Army back to Jiuchuan! Sister Qingmei, the second young lady has made a contribution!"

Er Mao was also infected by the excitement of Ginkgo, jumped up and circled twice towards Ginkgo.

Bai Rongwei was supported by the maid and came over, and her voice was also a surprise that could not be hidden: "Really?"

"It's true." Bai Guo said happily: "I said that the second young lady is very powerful. Although it was the first time to lead the troops alone, she has won consecutive battles, and she took Jiuchuan back so quickly. The servant listened to others and waited for the second young master. When the madam comes back, the emperor will definitely reward him! Our mansion, maybe there will be another general!"

Bai Rongwei was amused by her, and said angrily, "You are the only one who can talk." Then he shook his head and smiled, "The reward for meritorious service is not important. As long as Ah He is safe and sound, everyone will be happy."

Now her lower abdomen has gradually swelled, but there is a war on the border, and Xiao Rubi is also very busy every day. When Bai Rongwei was alone, he couldn't help worrying about Xiao Jue and He Yan. It's okay to say that the two of them are in the same place, and they take care of each other, but they are in opposite directions. Xiao Jue is okay, he goes to the battlefield from time to time, and the Nanfu soldiers were brought out by Xiao Zhongwu at the beginning, but He Yan is different. It was the first time to lead troops, and not everyone in the Fuyue Army was convinced. She was also a woman, and she always had a lot of inconveniences. Bai Rongwei's heart was broken, and now she can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"I think it won't be long before Uncle He will be back." Bai Rong smiled and said, "If he knew the news that Ah He had won the battle, he would be very happy."

Since He Yan and Xiao Jue left Beijing, Bai Rongwei and Xiao Jing have been more diligent in going to He Sui's house. First, the house Xiao Jue bought for them was originally close to Xiao's house, but it was only one street away, so it was easy to come and go. Second, Bai Rongwei thought, she is so worried as a sister-in-law, and He Sui, a real father, is afraid that her heart is always hanging. He Yunsheng is a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, so he is not as caring as a daughter. , Xiao Zhongwu and his wife passed away early, and He Sui was He Yan's father, as well as their father. Therefore, the husband and wife often used to talk to He Sui and accompany him to relieve his boredom. This in-law was more harmonious than other families in Shuojing.

"The eldest young master is coming back soon," Ginkgo chirped: "Madam, since today is a happy event, the slaves will go to the kitchen to make some good dishes. It should be a celebration!"

"Okay," Bai Rong smiled and said, "Qingmei, you also go to He's house, and ask Uncle He Yunsheng to have dinner together in the evening."

When Qingmei heard the words, she showed a big smile, "Okay, the servant will go now."

...

In the palace, in the imperial study, Emperor Zhaokang looked at the book in front of him and couldn't help showing a gratified smile.

This is probably the happiest thing I've ever done since I took the throne.

The chamberlain looked at the look on the emperor's face, and said winkingly: "The Empress Dowager came here in the morning. Her Majesty is busy with political affairs. It's getting late at the moment."

Emperor Zhaokang stood up and said, "I'm going to see my mother."

In Qinglan Palace, Concubine Lan Gui, who should be the Empress Dowager now, is leaning on the soft bed and reading a book. Although she has become the empress dowager, she has not moved out of the palace, and her behavior is the same as in the past.

"Queen Mother." Emperor Zhaokang called her as he approached.

The queen mother put down the scroll in her hand, looked at the person in front of her, and smiled slightly: "The emperor seems to be in a good mood today, is he happy for the Jiuchuan news?"

In front of his mother, Emperor Zhaokang finally showed genuine joy and said with a smile: "Naturally, I never thought that the Marquis of Wu'an would be so brave, he would be the first to take down the city than Yan He Xiao Huaijin!"

Although he originally gave the military power to He Yan, most of it was for Xiao Jue's sake. He had only heard about He Yan's ability, but he didn't know her ability to lead troops to fight. Now, the good news made him finally relieved, this woman is even better than he imagined.

"It seems that the emperor still underestimated her a few days ago, and he doesn't think the Marquis of Wu'an can really gallop on the battlefield." The queen mother was clear.

Emperor Zhaokang was a little embarrassed, "I just didn't expect that there would be a second woman like General Feihong in the world."

The original "General Feihong" was already one in a million. Such a talent has fallen, which is embarrassing. Now, with such a lucky general, who can not say that this is God Blessed Wei?

"Ai's family has already told you," the Queen Mother said softly, "Don't underestimate women, there are thousands of women in the Great Wei Dynasty, but you don't know that there will be a third and fourth General Feihong."

"What the mother taught is."

"The Marquis of Wu'an is a pure-hearted and upright person. Such a good minister is hard to come by. Since the emperor has encountered it, he must recruit it well. This time, she made a great contribution to regain Jiuchuan, and the He family has no background. The emperor has thought about it, how to reward the Marquis of Wu'an?"

When Emperor Zhaokang heard the words, he smiled and said, "This, the mother doesn't have to worry. I have already thought about it, when she returns to the dynasty, I will confer her as a real military general, and she will be kept in the annals of Wei from now on. a sum."

Just like General Feihong.