On the south bank of the Yellow River, Huamachi, the headquarters of the Ming army's bandit suppression, and the three-sided governor Wei Xuezeng stationed the army camp.

Two people with tattered bodies and vaguely able to identify the Ming army uniforms appeared not far in front of the garrison camp, and were seen by the Ming army's whistleman cavalry.

"Hey! Look! There, are there two people there?"

A whistle cavalry greeted his comrades beside him.

The comrade looked not far away: "Hey! It's really! Go over and take a look! Draw your sword, if you are a spy, you will cut it directly! You are so brave. How dare you come to spy on military information in broad daylight?"

Two whistle riders urged the horses and rushed towards them whistling.

"Who is coming?! Stop quickly! Don't move forward! Otherwise, you will definitely kill you and will not forgive me!"

They shouted and rushed over.

The two men saw that they did not run away, but stood up obediently, bent and seemed to be gasping for breath. The two whistle riders were a little strange. When they got closer, they found that they were two Han people wearing broken military uniforms.

"Which movie are you from? Or a spy?"

The two whistle cavalry immediately stood not far away, looking at the two weird men without weapons on their bodies, and shouted loudly. Another group of cavalry rushed out at the military camp, and the gate of the camp was instantly filled with crossbowmen.

"No...No...No...No...We...we...we are...Pinglu City...Governor Xiao...Xiao Ruxun's troops...please...please...please see Wei Jiantai!!"

A strange man fell to the ground and shouted with all his might. Both of them seemed exhausted.

"Pinglu City? Xiao Ruxun? Didn't Hexi say that it was all fallen? There are still cities that are holding on to?"

The two whistle riders were surprised and quickly called the new group of knights to help the two of them on their horses, took them to the barracks, and then sent someone to report to Wei Xuezeng. They searched their bodies and saw that there were no weapons left, leaving only a letter in one of them, like a treasure.

"Don't...don't take it...this is...this is General Xiao's...handwritten..."

Before he finished speaking, the man fainted, and the other man seemed to have no sound. Everyone looked at each other. At this moment, the messenger came and said that the maker wanted to see these two people. As a result, everyone was confused. The whistleblower had to hand the wrinkled letter to the messenger: "Before this man fainted, he said that this was General Xiao from Pinglu City. We are illiterate, so you can bring it to the maker to see?"

The messenger had no choice but to take the letter and quickly walked towards the camp of the commander-in-chief of the Central Army.

In the Central Army's camp, Wei Xuezeng was at his desk and wrote a military order. These days, the troops of Li Bing, the troops of the Ningxia deputy general who crossed the Yellow River north to fight the rebels and the troops of the guerrilla Zhao Wu, made progress. They recovered some lost territories and brought the forces of the rebels back to Hexi. However, the rebels' counterattack was also quite fierce. The two sides were fighting fiercely in various cities and forts, and the battle was in a stalemate, which made Wei Xuezeng hate it!

Dozens of cities and forty-seven castles, if a few people hold on for a while, they can survive until they lead their troops to counterattack, at least a little less pressure. As a result, the entire Hexi is almost occupied by rebels. The rebels expanded from thousands at the beginning to tens of thousands, and how many of them were entangled with rebellions can be seen when they think about it!

They are all damnies who don’t value! They ignore the emperor’s kindness! These warriors from the nine-sided generals are really unreliable! After quelling the rebellion this time, we must take this opportunity to kill a group of borers! Eliminate the traitors for the country!

The stalemate of the war forced Wei Xuezeng to write military orders to mobilize Xuanfu, Datong troops and Lan, and Jing soldiers entered Ningxia to help the war. You should know that Ningxia Zhencheng, one of the important towns on the nine borders, has been occupied by the rebels. Once the rebels contacted the Mongolian encampments to go south to assist the war, the situation became even more critical. There will be no losses in the important towns on the nine borders. This is the line of life and death!

And just now, a news made his eyes lit up.

The big tent was lifted, and the messenger walked in and knelt down on one knee and said, "The two of them have fainted and looked exhausted. They only had this letter on their body, saying that it was a handwritten letter from General Xiao of Pinglu City."

Wei Xuezeng said "Oh", stood up, walked closer, took the letter, and saw that Mr. Wei, the director, personally opened it.

Wei Xuezeng quickly opened the letter and took out the letter paper. He started reading it quickly. Then he looked at the letter signing, the third day of the March 3rd... Today is the eighth day of the March 5th, and the letter was written five days ago. The two people were probably messengers who broke out of the siege to deliver the letter, so they were so tired.

He handed the letter to a middle-aged literati staff standing beside him. When he walked to the map, Wei Xuezhe carefully checked the location of Pinglu City.

"What do you think?"

Wei Xue once asked the middle-aged literati.

"I thought the nine-sided generals were already dogs with hair falling into the water. I didn't expect that there were still people who could use it. Qiu Ba was not simple, and this letter could be transferred to the emperor. Please ask the emperor to read it and tell the emperor that he still has a loyal general. For us, if Xiao Ruxun is still defending Pinglu City, it would be like a nail in the rebels' chest. The rebels had to divide their troops against Pinglu City and could not fight us with all their strength. Great good!"

Wei Xuezeng found Pinglu City, looked carefully, then turned around and took the letter, and smiled and said, "Xiao Ruxun, Xiao Jixin, the Xiao family in Yan'an is not ordinary Qiu Ba. Listen to the names of the four brothers, Rulan, Ruhui, Ruzhi, Ruxun, where are the names of Qiu Bas of Zhang San and Li Si? His father Xiao Wenkui is now an official in the Beijing camp and has dated some imperial officials.

I have also heard people comment on the four sons of this school, saying that they are all those who are knowledgeable about etiquette. This is a minority among the few generals in the northwest. Especially Xiao Ruxun, not only has military strategy, but also has a low level of poetry and calligraphy. If he was not a general, he would be almost a juren when he took the imperial examination! Otherwise, how could he have been given priority to Yang Gong, the Minister of War, paying attention to his beloved daughter? Yang Gong is a serious Jinshi. If Xiao was just Qiu Ba, how could he be valued by Yang Gong?"

The middle-aged literati was a little surprised, and then slapped his head: "I heard a rumor in Beijing that it was ridiculous that the daughter of Shixiang actually married a rough man in the army. It turned out to be that's the case?"

Wei Xuezeng smiled and nodded, then said, "Now it seems that Mr. Yang has not read the wrong person. Xiao Ruxun is indeed extraordinary. Forty-seven Forts in Hexi are gone, but Pinglu City cannot stand firm. This matter can greatly increase the morale of our army. Our governor wants to remember Xiao Ruxun. As long as he can stand firm and rush to reinforce the reinforcements, our governor will personally write a memorial for Xiao Ruxun to ask for me."

"The platform and Mr. Yang have old ones?"

Wei Xue once did not have a clear answer, but just smiled: "Mr. Yang Gong wants to give face. Those who have made contributions should also be rewarded. The country's power is in decline. The fall of the nine-sided generals is unreliable. There is no general available in the country. I have to let us literati join the army. It is fine if we command the battle. In the last command, we still have to rely on military generals. Since we have discovered a talent that can be created, we can promote it. It may not be a good thing in the future. The governor always feels that something big is about to happen..."

"What big thing is there to do after Jiangling? Today's emperor is dissatisfied with civil officials, and Gan Gang's arbitrary decision has not been a day or two. Although the confrontation between the emperor and the ministers is becoming increasingly fierce, it is not going to shake the foundation of the country, right? At most it is just a imitation of the Jiajing story."

Middle-aged literati are confused and confused.

"Forget it?"

Wei Xuezhe once smiled bitterly, and his eyes were filled with helplessness and bitterness when he looked at the middle-aged literati: "I was too oppressed by Zhang Jiangling when I was young. Now I am in power. I am extremely dissatisfied with the ministers. It was already a signal to liquidate Zhang Jiangling earlier. If the ministers do not know how to advance or retreat, what should the emperor do now? Since ancient times, the emperor has been dissatisfied with powerful ministers, and he has to use power to oppress them, or establish other powerful ministers to check and balance. Now the emperor hates Chinese ministers in the court, so who should it be?"

"Castified?"

The middle-aged literati was shocked: "I want the eight tigers to come back now?"
Chapter completed!