Chapter Eighty-Five: A Kind of Xuantong's Reply
Li Xin sent someone to Yunzhou City about half a month ago and sent a letter to Chong Xuantong, and the content of the letter was also very simple, probably asking about the current situation of Yunzhou City and what the imperial court would let Yunzhou City do next.
After all, there are a total of four tribes in the Yuwen tribes in the north, and when these four tribes get together, they can at least make up 100,000 strong, that is, a hundred thousand cavalry.
Of course, the Yuwen tribes have declined in the past few decades, and some of them may have horses, but they don't have good armor, and even the bows and crossbows are mostly self-made, and their combat effectiveness is much inferior to the previous Northern Zhou cavalry.
Otherwise, if it was the former 100,000 cavalry of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, then with the two armies of Yunzhou and Jizhou, not to mention conquering the Yuwen tribes, it would be a commendable thing to be able to defend the border city.
These 100,000 strong, it is impossible for Li Xin's Zhenbei Army to fight, at least Yunzhou City must solve the Qigui Department, otherwise no matter how brave the Zhenbei Army is, it will be impossible to defeat three with one.
At the end of the letter, Li Xin made a special mention to the seed marshal of the breeder.
That is, no matter what orders the imperial court has, Yunzhou City can't fight anymore for the time being, and if it continues, Yunzhou City will definitely be able to fight the Qigui Department, but if the Qigui Department of the four Yuwen departments is gone, the other three will definitely unite, and if they want to do it to the north when the time comes, it will be extremely difficult.
For Li Xin, the attitude of the breeder is very critical, if the attitude of the breeder is firmly towards the court and does not cooperate with Jimenguan, then Li Xin is not ready to really fight with the Yuwen tribes, he will mix in Jizhou City for a few years, and return to the capital to do errands.
If the farmer is willing to cooperate with him, then things in the north are very promising.
However, it is taboo for the two border armies in the north of the Great Jin Dynasty to have contacts with each other, so Li Xin's letter to the seed family can only be sent by his own people in the shadows, and cannot use the post road of the imperial court, let alone the forbidden army brought by Li Xin.
That night, when Li Xin was sleeping in the tent, a general from the Marquis Mansion of Jing'an walked to the door of the tent and lowered his voice: "Master Hou, Shen Gang is here." ”
Li Xin, who had been sleeping relatively lightly, immediately woke up from his sleep, he sat up from the bed in his single clothes, and said in a deep voice: "Let him come in." ”
Not long after, a man wearing the clothes of the Marquis of Jing'an's Mansion walked in with his head bowed, half-knelt in front of Li Xin, took out a letter from his sleeve, and said in a deep voice: "Master Hou, this is a kind of reply from General Xuantong." ”
Li Xin took the letter and glanced up at Shen Gang.
"How many people did you bring with me out of Beijing?"
Li Xin left the capital, on the surface, he brought a thousand forbidden troops and fifty generals, but secretly there was a group of people who left the capital with him, and this group of people was led by Shen Gang and was hidden in the dark by Li Xin.
From the third year of Taikang to the eighth year of Taikang, most of Li Xin's efforts were put on this hand in the shadows, and in just five years, this hand has grown from four or five people to hundreds of people, most of these people are hidden in the dark places of the capital, the other part is in the southwest, and some are in Li Xin's hometown Yongzhou.
This hand is very thick and strong by Li Xin.
This time Li Xin went out of Beijing, for convenience, he took Shen Gang out of the capital, as for how many people Shen Gang brought out, Li Xin didn't ask.
Shen Gang lowered his head and said in a deep voice: "Back to the Hou Ye, a total of one hundred and seventy people will go out of Beijing with the lowly position. ”
He was Li Xin's subordinate in Yulin Weili back then, and to this day, he still calls himself a "lowly position".
Li Xin nodded.
One hundred and seventy people, about half of the manpower in the capital, Shen Gang has done a lot of things in the dark over the years, and his sense of proportion is also very much in line with Li Xin's mind.
"How many are there in Jizhou City now?"
These people are no better than Li Xin's brigade of chariots and horses, they are all lightly armed and simple, and most of them have horses, they can naturally go to Jizhou City before Li Xin, in fact, as early as a month ago, many people from Jing'an Houfu have already lurked in Jizhou City.
"Back to Hou Ye, there are more than 100 in Jizhou City, and some are scattered near Yunzhou City according to Hou Ye's instructions, if there is any wind and grass over there, you can immediately inform Hou Ye."
Li Xin nodded.
"You did a good job, you worked hard all the way, let's go down and rest for a while, and when you enter Jizhou City, let's talk about it in detail."
Shen Gang bowed his head deeply.
"Retire from your duties."
When Li Xin entered Yulinwei, it was this Shen Gang who spoke out to provoke the internal guards, so that the two guards fought at the gate of Yong'an Gate, and Li Xin took on this responsibility by himself, and it was also from that time that Shen Gang followed behind Li Xin, and it has been ten years in the blink of an eye.
He became Li Xin's secret "backhand".
After Shen Gang retreated, Li Xin opened the reply letter sent back by Xuantong, and after reading it carefully a few times under the flickering oil lamp, his face became a little complicated.
Chong Xuantong's reply was very simple, to the effect that Yunzhou City was still fine, and whether there would be the next move on the side of Yunzhou City depended on the arrangements of the imperial court.
That is to say, if the imperial court lets the breeders fight with the Yuwen tribes again, most of the breeders will still meet.
Marquis Jing'an frowned deeply.
But as he looked down, he saw the last line at the end of the letter.
"The family has been loyal for generations, the court has an edict, all orders are forbidden, and it has never been disobedient for half a point, and now the strong enemy is on the side, as long as the court gives an order, the Yunzhou army has nothing else, but there is a life!"
This sentence is very official, so official that even if this letter is handed to the emperor's book case by Li Xin, there will be no problem, it is indeed the style of the head of the family who is too cautious.
However, this sentence also has another meaning, that is, the Yunzhou Army is also a little unable to withstand the strong combat effectiveness of the Yuwen Tribes, and if it continues to fight, it can only "die".
No one spares their lives, and neither do farmers.
Li Xin looked at the letter and fell into deep thought, and after a long while, he exhaled and put the letter on top of the flickering oil lamp, and slowly lit it.
His gaze looked through the night in the direction of Yunzhou City.
"You're afraid I'll deliver this letter, but I'm not afraid you'll deliver mine."
"The army of planters... Plantation army, will you really spare your lives because of a word from the imperial court? ”
Li Xin stared at the oil lamp for a while, then sighed, blew out the oil lamp in the tent, returned to the bed and closed his eyes.
……
Early the next morning, when Li Xin just got up to practice boxing at the door of the handsome tent, the little grandfather Ye Mao began to assemble the army.
He couldn't wait to enter Yunzhou City. Enter the Thistle Gate.
Li Xin might as well care about him, and practiced boxing at the door of the tent by himself, and the young Zhao Fang followed behind Li Xin, learning Li Xin's boxing pile exactly the same.
This is something that Li Xin taught him a few years ago, and he has often practiced with Li Xin in recent years.
After the two men had finished standing their fists, a thousand men had already packed up the tents and assembled them.
The little grandfather rode a horse, walked in front of Li Xin, dismounted and hugged his fists.
"General, the last general has already assembled the soldiers and is ready to set off at any time!"
The Marquis of Jing'an nodded slightly.
"Let's go, then."
He glanced back at Zhao Fang.
"Take your baby soldiers. Let's set off together. ”