Bend Over [ 折腰 ] - Chapter 135

[Chapter 133]

Wei Shao now had 400,000 soldiers and horses.

From west to east, above the border defense line of thousands of kilometers, there were many military towns and nearly 100,000 soldiers and horses.

The Warlords of the Han Dynasty were divided and the wars were constant, but the foreign Huns, who were facing the Han people across the Sangan River to the north and south, entered the most powerful golden age in the past century.

Although Dadan Yu Yi Mo was now old, several sons were competing with each other, the undercurrent was surging and even the horse’s hooves of the Wei family had once trampled on the grassland of the royal court, but Wei Shao knew very well in his heart that this northern foreign race Da Shan Yu, who had risen at the same time as his grandfather, was one of the few outstanding military commanders he had encountered in his life.

During the decades of this reign, the Xiongnu population grew significantly, and the cavalry expanded from less than 100,000 in Wei Shao’s grandfather’s time to 300,000 today.

Know that war horses are precious.

In a way, a war horse is worth much more than a soldier.

During the ten years when the southward trend was contained by the Wei family, the Xiongnu, under the command of Da Danyu, occupied more than ten regimes such as Donghu, Lulu, Sushen, and Loulan to the west, controlled a large area of the western region, and conquered to the north the kingdoms of QuZhi, Mane Kun, and Salary Plough, which were also the people of the bow.

Even wei Shao, who was stronger today, had to admit that this old Dan Yu of the Xiongnu was definitely not an enemy that he could despise.

The Liangzhou he took from others can be lost, and the state can be lost, and the Jizhou can also be lost.

But Youzhou, absolutely can not be lost.

The part of the soldiers and horses he left behind was another Great Wall to protect the northern border, and it was also the guarantee of his foundation in the rear of Youzhou.

Whatever happens ahead, it must never be called.

Tomorrow, after the flag sacrifice, he will command the 300,000 soldiers and horses he can mobilize to the south, together with the vanguard troops, and snipe 500,000 troops on the north bank of the Yellow River, fighting for life and death.

Wei Shao knew very well in his heart that this would not be an easy war.

Fortunately, Xun Xun was arrogant, but his strength could not be underestimated, and he threatened the momentum of defeating Yuan Ochre, and this time he went north, he must be fierce.

But he was not afraid at all.

On the contrary, from the moment he learned that Xingxun was called emperor and wanted to send troops north to conquer himself, the blood in his body’s veins accelerated, and even the blood boiled.

He felt an unprecedented excitement from the war.

Unlike the big and small wars he had experienced over the years.

This is his first showdown with one of the most powerful opponents in the Central Plains.

Shock the storm, open the door. Yao Shun’s deeds are majestic. The general trend of Kyushu will begin a new chapter.

The program has been deployed, and it is only waiting for the flag to be raised tomorrow morning.

Gongsun Yang Weiquan and others, still in the deliberative hall at the moment, finally nervously checked the grain and grass supervision, password opening festivals, and other seemingly trivial details, but in fact could not be lost.

The heavens will be dark, and Wei Shao will return.

The dispatch of troops was imminent, and in his head, which had been almost filled with excitement by the war these days, emerged the little woman who was carrying a child for herself. A strong pity and reluctance slowly welled up in my heart.

He entered the Sheyang Residence, looked up to see the dim light coming out of the window, and his footsteps stopped for a moment.

For half a month, no matter how late he came back, the lights in this window were always on for him.

He stepped forward, quickened his pace to the bottom of the steps, signaled to see the silence of the maid on duty who was about to meet him, took a few steps up the steps, and gently pushed open the hidden door in front of the door.

Tiptoeing around the screen, he saw that she was not lying on the bed.

With your back to him, sit in front of the dresser. On the counter was an opened letterbox.

She was bowing her head, as if reading a letter.

Hearing his footsteps, she put down the letter, folded it up, and pressed it under the dresser.

Wei Shao went behind her, knelt down, hugged her waist and abdomen from behind, pressed his palm to her slightly bulging abdomen, and asked, “Who sent the letter?”

Xiao Qiao turned his face back, met his gaze, and smiled: “Lingbi my sister wrote it.” Sent by General Fang Cai Jia.

Wei Shao’s eyes moved slightly.

Only one oh.

Didn’t ask anything.

A few days ago, Yang Sent a letter saying that Bufu’s spies had reported that Liu Yan had gone to Lingbi again, which should be to visit Biyan.

What the result was, I don’t know for the time being, but I only saw Bi Yan send Liu Yan out of the Spirit Wall from a distance.

Being able to visit three times shows sincerity.

It must be difficult not to be impressed.

“Are you tired today?”

His face leaned over, he took a deep breath of the fragrance in her hair, rubbed the bridge of his nose against her soft jade white earlobes, and asked softly.

Little Joe glanced at him.

Liu Yan suddenly joined the chaos in Xuzhou.

Since Yang Xin had defected to Wei Shao, Xiao Qiao did not believe that Wei Shao was not aware of this at all.

But in front of him, he did nothing and did not say a word.

Little Joe leaned against his chest.

“Does Fu Jun remember Liu Yan, the Prince of Langya?” She asked suddenly.

Wei Shao’s ears were grinding against her, and his palms were also up into her placket, pointing to pick out the small clothes.

Hearing the words, he did not stop, and continued to pick up the thin piece of cloth she had wrapped inside, the slightly rough palm of her hand, and covered her tender and beautiful peaches that had become increasingly full due to pregnancy.

“What did he do?”

Wei Shao gently rubbed them, feeling their soft elasticity in his palm.

The tone is still light.

Little Joe forcibly took his hand out of his shirt, came out of his arms, turned and sat down on his knees, facing him.

“My husband didn’t ask me what my sister said in her letter, but I wanted to tell my husband.”

Wei Shao’s two gazes fell on her face.

Sister Ah said that the king of Menglangya visited Biyan three times and asked him to join him, but Biyan never agreed. Sister Ah also said that Bi Yan knew that Yang Xin had retired from the army because of Yan Hou’s intentions, and since the misunderstanding had been eliminated, he did not want to have another right and wrong.

“I know bibiyan as a man, and I keep my promises and keep my promises.” Is he so relieved?

Little Joe didn’t hide it either, and went straight.

Wei Shao stared into her eyes.

“I don’t like Liu Yan.”

After a moment, he suddenly said.

And what Little Joe Fangcai said, the wind and horses are not comparable.

“Brutal, he’s your former fiancé, and I know you’ve been in love with him.” He is doing this kind of thing now, and he also wants to compete for the world. In the future, if it is committed in my hands, I will not tolerate mercy. “You don’t

blame me!”

Word for word, the tone is heavy.

Little Joe was stunned.

Before that, she had not thought of Liu Yan for a long time.

But at this moment, the memory of the last scene in the previous life in the dream, along with the scene that happened after he married Wei Shao two years ago, was sent to Yuyang the day after the new marriage, and the scene after being robbed by him on the road suddenly emerged again.

When he was rejecting him, the strange look he stared at himself still remembered vividly.

She was silent.

“In your sister’s letter, did you talk about anything else related to Liu Yan?”

Wei Shao suddenly asked again, and his tone sounded careless.

Xiao Qiao hesitated slightly, and was about to shake his head, Wei Shao leaned forward and raised his hand towards the letter that she had pressed under the dresser.

Little Joe didn’t expect him to win the letter in front of him.

My heart skipped a beat.

Seeing that his hand had touched the letter, he subconsciously raised his hand and pressed it on the back of his hand.

Wei Shao quickly raised his eyes and stared at her.

Little Joe suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Big Qiao’s words at the end of Liu Yan’s letter, Xiao Qiao’s intuition was not good for Wei Shao to see.

Naturally, the great war was imminent, and her original intention was not to let Wei Shao rise to any more senseless suspicions.

But I am afraid that it will be counterproductive to obstruct myself in this way.

She let go of her hand and said, “You really want to see, just look.” Wei Shao looked

at her for a moment, then slowly released the letter that was already between his fingers and sat up straight again.

“I want you to talk to me yourself.”

A tone full of command.

Little Joe sighed darkly.

“Also with a paragraph. He said he had put aside his past and wished me well. “Isn’t

that great?”

She said in a relaxed tone.

Wei Shao looked cold, and hanned without speaking, but suddenly smiled slightly and nodded, “It’s very good.” After saying

that, he opened his arms to her.

Little Joe fell into his arms.

Wei Shao bowed his head and kissed her two fragrant lips, suddenly remembering the rumors coming from the south bank of the Yellow River about Xingxun’s promise to capture himself alive and seize Xiao Qiao into the lotus flower platform.

Although he knew that this was just a bluff, he released a pre-war offensive pre-war pretext, intending to disturb his own mind.

But in the bottom of my heart, there was still a vague anger.

Wrapped around her lips, the force grew stronger.

[End of This Chapter]