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Two I will cherish this time

Xiao Ruxun was a little confused... The general was mighty?

The man on the left immediately said to the man on the right: "Go and tell your wife, the general is awake!"

The man on the right nodded immediately, stood up and ran away. The man on the left stood up and looked at Xiao Ruxun. The look was very familiar with Xiao Ruxun, which was an excited and admirable expression.

Madam, General, these ancient people’s titles... Could it be that I really traveled through time and space to return to the 20th year of Wanli? I also became the brilliant character Xiao Ruxun in the Ningxia Battle?

"General, you are awake. We are very worried about you, but don't worry, the thief army has retreated after the general's army!"

The young man opened his mouth and said something that made Xiao Ruxun confused.

The thief army retreated?

In connection with the previous wounds, it is not difficult for Xiao Ruxun to calculate the previous situation. It should be that General Xiao Ruxun led his army to defeat the enemy, but he was also injured, so he lies in the house to recuperate. Xiao Ruxun remembers very clearly that Pinglu City in the Ningxia Battle is known as the iron-killed Pinglu City, and the only one among the forts in Hexi that has not been broken. Before the Ming army counterattacked, it was the only official stronghold in Hexi, which attracted the attention of a large number of rebels and successfully reduced the pressure on Wei Xuezeng's counterattack plan.

Although the memory is not very deep, Xiao Ruxun still quickly remembers that the Ming Dynasty is in the era of the three major wars of Wanli. The Battle of Ningxia, the Battle of Korea, the Battle of Bozhou, and the three major military operations were the three most glorious victories in the late Ming Dynasty and also the masterpiece of the Ming army. Later, the Battle of Sarhu in Wanli in his later years defeated the prestige and elite forces of the Ming army accumulated by the three major wars of Wanli.

The Ningxia Battle was the earliest battle, facing the Ningxia Town Rebels. The leader was the Mongolian nobleman who once surrendered to the Ming Dynasty. After retiring, he rebelled against the Ming Dynasty and gathered troops to attack Ningxia and Hexi, causing shocks throughout Shaanxi. The Ningxia Battle did not last long and was not very intense, and could not be compared with the Korean Battle. However, it was already a serious rebellion incident for the northwestern border.

The Ming Dynasty formed a defense system around the Great Wall in the nine-sided areas, and Ningxia Town was an important link. Now Ningxia Town is almost invaded, and a gap has been opened in the nine-sided defense system. It is not unreasonable. If you collude with the Mongols to invade south, the Ming Dynasty's defense system will be destroyed without attacking, and the Mongolian cavalry will quickly move south, break through the nine-sided areas, and enter the mainland.

By that time, the situation will be out of control.

The situation is extremely critical!

The memory is not very clear, but Xiao Ruxun is very clear that this rebellion did not endanger the overall situation of the Ming court, nor was it far from the level of national mobilization. The force used was only tens of thousands, which was lower than the tens of thousands of troops in the North Korean battle, but the impact was equally huge. If He Bai successfully contacted the Mongolian nobles to go south, the situation would be out of control.

Xiao Ruxun still remembers that after the melee of the Jiajing era, both sides were exhausted. By the Longqing era, the Ming court and the Mongolian nobles discussed peace and opened up mutual transactions, and the two sides repaired their relationship. The border was no longer as big as the Jiajing era. Overall, it was relatively stable. If such a big thing happened in the Jiajing era, it might have become a major battle mobilized by the whole country from the beginning. At this time, the Mongolian nobles had already pulled the main war soldiers away from the Ming and Mongolia border to avoid causing a major war. A few Mongolian nobles were away from the vicinity, which was to trade with each other.

Now, if Xiao Ruxun's situation is correct, it is the lonely army in the city. The surrounding Ming army strongholds either collapsed or surrendered. The forty-seven Ming army to the west of the Yellow River have all fallen, and only Pinglu City is left. While the rebels are preparing to attack the Yellow River south, they are divided into a group of troops to clean up Pinglu City. The commander of this army is probably Tu Wenxiu. Later, Tu Wenxiu was defeated and replaced by Qibai's adopted son Qiyun. Qiyun was a powerful general in Ningxia before and made many military achievements with Qibai. Xiao Ruxun entered the vision of Emperor Wanli by relying on his achievements in seizing Qiyun to defend the Iron City, and was later transferred to the Beijing camp to serve as the commander of Shenji camp.

Now, I have inexplicably replaced Xiao Ruxun and become the new Xiao Ruxun. Of course, I am Xiao Ruxun, but not this Xiao Ruxun...

After pausing for a while, Xiao Ruxun felt scheming in his heart.

"You... go in, put the letter on my desk in an envelope."

Xiao Ruxun hesitated for a moment and issued an order to the soldiers in front of him.

The soldier immediately bowed his head: "No!"

Then he immediately entered the study room and ran out soon, holding a letter in his hand. Xiao Ruxun took it and read it, and stuffed the letter back to the envelope: "Do you know what is written on it?"

The soldier was stunned for a moment when he heard this, shook his head: "General, my subordinates are illiterate."

This time, Xiao Ruxun was stunned, and then smiled bitterly, remembering that this was the Ming Dynasty. I won’t say how low the literacy rate was. Anyone who reads literacy would be a soldier? So he changed his words and said, “You are trustworthy for my guards. You can choose a few reliable people in the army, ride a fast horse, cross the Yellow River south, and go to Huamachi to find Wei Xuezeng, the governor of the three sides. I want you to see Wei’s platform with your own eyes, and then hand it over to him and ask him to send troops to help quickly... By the way, what day is today?”

The soldier was excited, took the letter, and then looked puzzled: "On the fifth day of the March, General, the bandit army has retreated, why do you still need reinforcements? The general intends to counterattack?"

Xiao Ruxun shook his head: "What he defeated is just a partial army. The bandit army is powerful and will not be willing to be defeated for a while. He will definitely send a large army to attack again. Our Pinglu City is already an isolated city. If there are no reinforcements, it may be difficult to resist the bandit army's troops. This letter is crucial and must be handed over to Wei Taitai quickly."

The soldier showed excitement, nodded fiercely, shouted "No", and then ran away in a flash. Xiao Ruxun calculated the day. On the fifth day of the March, Wei Xuezeng should have been dispatching troops to move to the front line of the Yellow River, preparing to block the rebels from crossing the Yellow River south. Pinglu City has the significance of restraining the enemy's attention and preventing the enemy from crossing the Yellow River with all their strength. It must be lost.

Xiao Ruxun clenched his fists, and then suddenly became stunned - why, why did he issue orders so naturally?

This is the Ming Dynasty, Ningxia, Pinglu City, and I am not a member of the Ming Dynasty. At this moment, who are you fighting for and who are you fighting for?

"I will fight for the Ming generals, and naturally I will fight for the Ming Dynasty!"

Such a sound suddenly sounded in his ears. Xiao Ruxun was shocked and glanced around, but he never found a single person.

The sound just now was auditory hallucination?

His heartbeats a little fast, Xiao Ruxun reached out and stroked his chest, feeling the powerful heartbeat, thump, thump, thump...

After a long time, Xiao Ruxun lowered her eyes, breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled.

Perhaps the one who had been killed in battle, and he also died at the same time. Therefore, he traveled through time and space and attached to this body. What he said just now was probably Xiao Ruxun's last obsession?

The world is really magical. There are too many unsolved mysteries, and too many mysteries that are doomed to be unexplained. However, these are not very important things. What is important is that people live and live anywhere, without distinction, living well or not well. In the gap between fighting zombies, I also imagined that one day I traveled through time and space, returned to the era of peace and tranquility, and lived an ordinary and comfortable life. Although now, although I am far from peace, at least I am facing people.

There is also tomorrow, hope, civilization, companions and a stable world. Compared with the last days before, Daming is simply a paradise. Even if it is a battlefield, it gives Xiao Ruxun a little more warmth than before.

In March, the northern border was in the middle of spring. Although it was afternoon, the wind was still a little chilling, but Xiao Ruxun didn't feel cold at all. The strong joy was about to break through his chest, making him excited. It was more intense than the surprise that was more intense than the remnant of the disaster, and more intense than the joy that came back from the dead!

There are many people in the end of the world full of pessimism and despair. Xiao Ruxun forced herself to look at tomorrow and firmly believe that human beings can defeat the virus and regain their own civilization, and move towards the future again. However, when people are alone in the middle of the night, confusion, worry about the future and deep despair will still sweep across his chest.

As the leader, he must bring hope to people, but as a human being, his despair is hidden deep in his heart. More than once, he wants to end his life, but for more than 80,000 creatures and the remaining hope of returning to civilization in his heart, he persevered. But this does not mean that he must believe that humans can regain their own things. The heavy pressure is like a hundred thousand mountains, almost crushing the last pillar in his heart! He is almost suffering from schizophrenia!

But it’s different here! This is the world of human beings and the era of civilization! Don’t worry about bloodthirsty zombies and terrible viruses, don’t worry about the difficulty of starting from scratch, don’t worry about the closest comrades around you getting infected with the virus and having to kill them, don’t worry about the virus spreading uncontrollable one day, and work hard to return to before liberation every thirteen years!

Perhaps, this is God’s reward for himself for thirteen years of hardship?

Since that's the case... Thank you! I will cherish this time, cherish this life, and cherish everything I have!

"Xunlang? Why did he get up? He doesn't wear a piece of clothes? It's so cold outside, how can this be?!"

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