The happy life of the devil and the devil

The night finally came to dawn safely.Perhaps it was because he had been tossing too hard before, but Ling Yucheng didn't suffer from insomnia after sleeping for a day and a night, instead he fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes.When he woke up the next day he was full of energy, and the exhaustion from a great battle finally dissipated until only a shadow remained.

On the second day, the rush reached 12 points.Early in the morning, the camp was set up, and the brigade returned in a mighty manner, and they didn't settle down around the golden tent until it was almost night.Everyone tried their best in this battle, but after the battle everyone was wounded, Yang Qiu was so busy that he didn't even have time to drink his saliva.Because of this, Ling Yucheng also escaped a catastrophe, and did not get a few more roll eyes because of the new injury on his right palm.

The return of so many wounded is a big problem.There was not enough vehicles, Ling Yucheng even gave up his own carriage, but it could only meet the needs of half of the seriously wounded, so he had to order a rope net to be drawn between the two horses, let the lightly wounded control the horses, and bring their comrades to slow down. Slow down.As for the supplies, thank them for defeating the northern barbarians. No matter how much else is lacking in the battle, horses are always indispensable...

Noisy and stumbling, Yuan Shao's sleeping tent at the head had already been set up beside the golden tent, and the captive cattle and sheep in the rear team had just set off.There are a lot of gains this time, condolences to the soldiers, checks on the battles, and counting meritorious service, but everyone who can move is very busy. Among other things, the captured Dingkou cattle and sheep need to settle down, which is not too big or small. Troublesome things... to feed them, to house them, to treat their injuries, and to prevent them from running away and dying.

The gains that the frontline soldiers fought so hard to snatch, can't let the loot that has fallen into the pocket be lost because of these miscellaneous tasks, right?

As a result, the time for Yujia to return to the south had to be delayed again and again.Three days later, seeing that the imperial camp was almost cleared up, King Xi finally returned to the original place with his army, mighty and disgraced, and knelt down in front of Yuan Shao with a face full of shame:

"I owe Your Majesty's great trust to disturb Your Majesty by the northern barbarian bandits. I deserve death..."

Looking at the new King Xi, who was still somewhat rebellious before departure, his tall body shrank into a ball at the moment, wishing to dig a hole on the carpet and bury it underneath, Yuan Shao didn't show him any face, and asked gently : "It's been more than half a month of pursuit in the ice and snow, and Qing has worked hard. How about the casualties of the soldiers in this battle?"

King Xi buried his head even lower.Yuan Shaogao sat on the top and looked at him coldly, seeing that every strand of his hair was full of shame, even that curly beard could not cover the redness from underneath:

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your concern. The enemy army is cunning and fled all the way, instead of confronting our army head-on... In this battle, no more than a thousand were killed, and less than two thousand were seriously injured..." Most of them suffered from frostbite or falls during the march. Non-combat attrition.Compared with a large army that meets the enemy's main force, it is almost negligible.

"The casualties are not heavy, so I don't worry." In front of a tent full of nobles, Yuan Shao let out a long sigh of relief, and raised his hands to help.Immediately, the Jinwu Guard standing beside him dragged King Xi up, and Yuan Shao looked around, his expression became more amiable:

"Before you said that you let the northern barbarian thieves disturb me, this, I don't blame you. Fighting the northern barbarian thieves these days is hard work, but thinking that they are here to deal with me, they have no time to rob people. Even though I worked hard, I was also happy in my heart.”

That is, it's not you who worked hard, it was me... It wasn't you who arranged the defense, it wasn't you who commanded the defense, and it wasn't you who led the troops to attack the enemy chiefs, okay?Ling Yucheng pouted secretly in his heart, but immediately turned his body sideways, bowed his head and said, "Your Majesty is holy!"

"Your Majesty is holy, loves the people like a son, minister..." King Xi, who had just been dragged up, knelt down on the ground with a plop, and kowtowed vigorously—anyway, the wool carpet is thick and soft, no matter how much he kowtows, it will not hurt:

"I'm really... I'm a rough person, I really don't know what to say... In the future, if His Majesty wants to order me around, I will be smashed to pieces..."

Followed by a series of urgent and fast chirping, chirping, quacking, listening to Ling Yucheng's ears, it is similar to listening to the singing of Wang Xi's princess two years ago-whether you understand it or not.The only thing that is better than the previous two years is that after all, it can still be heard as ridicule, and it will not be misunderstood as Tie Le language.

What an unpleasant memory... Thinking of this, he lowered his face slightly, and let out a cold snort.

At this time, apart from him, all the courtiers in the golden tent knelt down on the ground.Yuan Shao's speech of righteousness and love for the people like a son is worthy of a special book in the history books, so how can he fail to praise the saint in person?That is to say, the courtiers of Beiliang are not good at acting. If it was replaced by Yu Xia, at least half of the people in the court were crying.

Because he didn't bring any equipment such as a sachet, the new King Xi, who couldn't cry even if he wanted to cry at the moment, was kowtowing while listening to the movement with his ears upright.Hearing Ling Yucheng's cold snort, he quickly looked up and saw Yuan Shao turned his head slightly, met Ling Yucheng's eyes, and then turned his eyes back:

"It's unnecessary to sing praises to me. ——The person who worked so hard to plan this time to bring about ten years of stability in northern Xinjiang is not me!"

...Your Majesty, is it really okay for you to openly ask us to praise the queen...

Before he finished thinking about it, when he heard Ling Yucheng's answer, he wished he could knock himself unconscious, pretending that the injury had occurred and he didn't know anything:

"Working for His Majesty is hard work? It's just that in this battle, the brothers under his command suffered a lot. Thinking about it until now makes my heart ache."

... I understand what you mean, I have covered all the pensions for the dead and wounded, isn't that enough, Your Highness the Queen?

King Xi really wanted to pay for it.

In his opinion, he has taken advantage of being able to settle this matter with a sum of compensation, so as not to be scolded by Yuan Shao and then whittled down to a white board.How many people did the queen bring out in total?It's only a thousand if you play it all.Even if he covered all the pensions and rewards for these 1000 people...

It's a pity that there are more people in this golden account who are better at calculating than him.Don't tell others, but Yuan Shao alone, how can he let him pass the test so easily?Waiting for the ministers in the tent to fall down one after another, Yuan Shao drank the half-warm tea in one gulp, then put the wrong gold double tiger catching deer and silver cup on the corner of the desk, and leaned forward slightly:

"We will discuss about compensation later. The military newspaper has limited space, and now that you are back, I just want to talk about what happened before and after this battle? Previously, the northern barbarian army besieged the imperial camp, and they couldn't get your money." News, your uncles and uncles are very worried, they run to me three times a day."

"Minister..." King Xi's face turned bitter, and he instinctively wanted to turn his head back. He twisted his neck half way and realized something was wrong, so he forced himself back.The action was too hasty, even the neck and shoulders were painful, and I couldn't grin my teeth in front of the emperor, so I was very sad for a while.

Before he could make a statement, Yuan Shao had already opened his mouth in a considerate manner: "Do you want to recruit generals and counselors in the army? It's okay, I also want to see the warriors under Qing's command, just let them in!"

As soon as the order was given, everyone heard a loud call from outside the tent, and after a while, the sound of horseshoes came rolling in.

The Beiliang Army, especially the several armies outside the pass, were originally gathered in units of tribes. Without the identity of a patriarch or a minor patriarch, he could stand out in the army, unless he was an extremely famous warrior.As for counselors, ordinary herdsmen don't even know a single character, so how can they talk about giving advice?

Therefore, even if Yuan Shao relaxed the standards as much as possible, dozens of people came in with this paging, which is not crowded at all for the vast gold account.After the group of people crowded and stood in the back row, King Xi coughed lightly and was about to speak when he was interrupted by a voice:

"Your Majesty, forgive me for overstepping."

It was Ling Yucheng who spoke.King Xi instinctively looked up and saw Ling Yucheng tilted his head slightly and said something in a low voice, and Yuan Shao immediately nodded in response:

"As it should be."

After speaking, he got up and got down from his seat, and with a wave of his hand, Lei Yong immediately stepped forward and directed the Jinwu guards standing on both sides to move away from the case and move the seat.Another two soldiers of the Xuanjia Guard stepped forward, and from nowhere they brought a black, black, eight-foot-wide and five-foot-high iron sheet, hung it on the screen behind the imperial case, and unfolded a white roll. Paper, fixed carefully.King Xi was very close, and he could see that the roll of white paper was criss-crossed, dozens of ink lines were either parallel or vertical, and hundreds of grids one inch square were drawn on the paper.

"His Royal Highness Xi." Seeing that everything was neatly arranged, Ling Yucheng took a golden chess piece about an inch in size from the guard, and placed it squarely on a lower grid in the center of the white paper.The chess piece landed on the iron sheet and made a "da" sound, and then it stopped moving. At first glance, it was a specially made magnet.

Taking two steps back, Ling Yucheng turned his head to look at King Xi, and raised his hand towards the white paper on the right:

"Where are the settlements that the northern barbarian army harassed before, and what is your army's marching route, can you tell me, please?"

Rao is that the map of the Xi clan is never calculated by distance, but by horse distance. Everyone still knows which settlement can be reached in which direction from Wangzhang, and they can't be blamed if they want to.It is easy to calculate the location of the king's tent and other settlements with golden chess pieces:

"The tribe closest to us is in the northeast of Wangzhang, a three-day journey by horse..."

"Northeast?" Ling Yucheng put a black pawn on the upper right corner of the golden pawn: "This picture shows true north, the left is due west, and the right is due east. Is this the direction?"

"It's not here, it's more to the north... First go to the true north, and after two days you will come across a lake, go around the lake to your right..."

The black pawn moved again and again.And the black-clothed guards standing by the side also handed over chess pieces of various colors at the right time, and dropped different marks on the white paper.The map stood on a high place, even people standing in the back row could see it clearly on tiptoe, and when they saw something that King Xi said was wrong, someone would immediately correct him.Amidst the chatter, Ling Yucheng placed all kinds of chess pieces on the white paper one by one, and quickly outlined a winter map of the Xi people.

It was very difficult for Yuan Shao to hold back his smile.Not to mention that the Tie Le tribe has been in Beiliang for more than [-] years, even if Ling Yucheng has been here for three years, the people in the caravan scattered on the grassland have already been shown on the map.The reason for today's pretentiousness is firstly that he didn't want to show the most detailed map and make the Xi people feel threatened, and secondly, he also used Ling Yucheng's ability to beat these guys.

Hey, you gang of Xuanjiawei, don't copy from behind without looking up!Do you think I can't see you because my comrades block me?

Once the settlements were clearly marked, the northern barbarians' marching route could not be more clear.With Ling Yucheng raising his hand, a handful of red chess pieces fell down splashingly, adding a touch of thrilling blood to the place where the black chess pieces had gathered.

On the snow-white rice paper, the black chess pieces were erased one by one, and the red gradually spread.And the blue chess piece representing King Xi's army was led by the red chess piece, went around in circles several times, and gradually moved away towards the northwest.

A large area of ​​land in the front was vacated, which happened to be convenient for the main forces of the Northern Man to drive straight in and rush to the imperial camp.

With the battle situation deduced to this level, even a novice who doesn't understand military affairs can see where King Xi made a mistake.

The yellow chess pieces separated from the imperial camp, under the watchful eyes of everyone, ate up several scattered small groups of enemies in a row, and finally bit the back of the Northern Man army.

What settled the whole deduction was Yuan Shao's sincere sigh:

"For the northern barbarians to play like this... Sigh, how can I rest assured that Ying Yangwei will be handed over to you?"

Your Majesty, you are lying!You just said you don't blame me!

King Xi wants to cry but has no tears.

The author has something to say: Xiaoling: You idiot, if you can’t cry, you should use props!

King Xi: Do you think I'm a fool?Spices are very expensive...and in such a close place, will His Majesty the Props not be able to smell it?