Chapter 92 Let the small and the big go
In the vast desert, the cold wind is biting.
More than a hundred Hanjia cavalry lined up to chase down the remaining ten cavalrymen in front.
The two sides chased each other, occasionally shooting with strong bows, and finally kicked up a layer of sand and dust dozens of miles long, before shooting the last enemy to the ground.
The cavalry reined up their horses and turned around, beginning to clean up the battlefield.
"General, there are still eight Tatars alive."
A horseman quickly came to the general and reported the number of enemy survivors. Ask for instructions on how to deal with it.
"Kill!"
It is clear that he is young and gentle, his voice is somewhat pleasant, but the words he speaks are full of coldness and murderous intent.
The messenger soldiers were not surprised. Although their young general did not kill women and children, he never left alive enemies who were more than four feet tall and posed a threat to the army and people of the Wei Dynasty.
So he immediately clasped his fists and saluted, returned to the place where the prisoners of war were guarded, and with an order, blood suddenly stained a withered grassland red.
The soldiers in charge of the burial quickly dug a pit. Waiting for the comrades who collected the "braided hair" to mark their military merits to leave, they pushed all the corpses into the pit and buried them as if Done.
Accompanied by the rumble of galloping horse hooves, the large group of cavalry quickly withdrew towards the camp, but there were dozens more spare horses than when they came.
Most of these dozens of horses are wild horses. There are also Han horses. At this time, their original owners are quietly lying on their comrades' horses, waiting for their comrades to bring their heroes back to the south.
After half a day, the large group of people finally returned to the continuous camp.
The general went straight to the Chinese army’s tent and reported the battle situation to the commander.
"Commander Jia!"
When the officers and soldiers at the door of the commander's tent saw him coming, his shining silver-white battle robes and armor were stained with blood, and they felt uneasy in their hearts. Envy and admiration.
It seems that Commander Jia has made new achievements, and also personally fought against the Tatars. It is no wonder that Wang Tongzhi trusted him so much that he made an exception and allowed him to lead an army.
With a good background, a good temperament, and being so young, as long as he doesn’t fall, he will definitely be the commander-in-chief of the party in the future.
Jia Lian nodded casually to the guard and walked directly into the tent.
"See Lord Control."
Above, Wang Ziteng was reviewing the battle reports sent by all parties. When he looked up and saw Jia Lian, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and asked: " Why did you come back?"
"HumaI have good endurance and can chase a long way. "
Wang Ziteng laughed: "General Chen and the others said before that we were worried when we saw you leading half a battalion to pursue the remnants of the enemy. You kid, just be fine.
How about it, how many enemies were wiped out this time? "
"The enemy cavalry scattered and fled, and there was no way to wipe them all out. They could only chase a group of main forces and annihilate them all. There were only a small number of them, less than fifty people. All the war horses were brought back, but unfortunately, more than ten of them died. "
"Hahaha, that's right, you kid has indeed made another great contribution. "
"I would like to express my gratitude to the ruler and the generals for their love and cultivation. ”
Jia Lian’s words were not entirely polite.
Because of his special status, on the battlefield, both Wang Ziteng and the generals under him were They take good care of him.
For example, when they beat up a drowned dog and collect military exploits like this, they basically won’t fight with him and just give in.
As for why Jia Lian didn't let him go... Who said he was the youngest? Shouldn't it be right for his uncles and brothers to let him go?
The prince laughed once, then shook his head: "But, in the future, You probably have no part in the war.
Your father is seriously ill and is in critical condition. Your Majesty has sent an order for you to return to Beijing. ”
When Jia Lian heard this, he couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows, and the nervousness that was exaggerated by the blood suddenly took a back seat.
Old man, can’t you stand it anymore?
He thought that he would have to stay at the border for at least another year. Now that the situation is so good, he is really reluctant to go back.
Small achievements like this accumulate a lot. It's not far away, I'm afraid he won't be far away from his own meritorious service.
Unfortunately, the time is too short.
In view of the fact that the Tatars and other tribes ordered their cavalry to go south to burn, kill and loot, The imperial court couldn't bear it, and finally, after passively defending for a period of time, ordered Wang Ziteng to form several large armies and march north to remove their stronghold.
Although the Tatars were cavalry and highly mobile, since they wanted to When entering the territory of Wei to plunder, it is inevitable to build tribes near the border of Wei for supply.
Those tribes even planned to move south a few years ago.
This time, the court decided to remove them all to avoid future troubles.
"By the way, before leaving, take a detour to see your uncle. On the surface, he treats you very well. Ignore it. In fact, after hearing about your performance on the battlefield, I was very happy and sent people to inquire about your movements from time to time. "Wang Zitengsmiled.
Jia Lian also laughed.
Although the commander-in-chief of the nine provinces in the north is Wang Ziteng, his uncle Zhang Leng, as the second-grade general military officer, also led an army of nearly ten thousand people to the north this time. It happened that Not far from the central army, it is the flank.
There were four or five armies in total, and the commanders of two of them were his close relatives and elders. The other commanders were probably related to Ning Rong’s Second Mansion.
Jia Lian even felt that on this battlefield, he was probably like Huo Qubing. Although his luck was a little worse than his, and he couldn't kill a lot of people, but the feeling of being surrounded by stars was not bad at all.
Forget it, since Jia She is about to die, it’s better to go back and get the title first.
He came to the border not to enjoy the thrill of galloping on the battlefield.
It would be great to work hard here and finally become a baron. Going back to get a hereditary title from the Duke's Palace would be much better than working hard here.
It is clear at a glance which one is big and which one is small, which one is light and which one is important.
Jia Lian received the emperor's order and returned to Beijing immediately after handing over military affairs. There is no need to elaborate.
It is only said that the emperor agreed to Jia Zheng's request that day, and Jia Zheng told the news when he returned.
Jia Mu and others were somewhat relieved to know that Jia Lian was about to return to Beijing. After all, the border was bitterly cold and there was a war, which could be life-threatening.
The Jia family is already short of men. If something happens to Jia Lian while he is out, it will be a huge loss to the Jia family.
From then on, Mrs. Wang also knew that Wang Xifeng bypassed her to ask Jia Zheng to submit a memorial, but she was not embarrassed at all. She just told Wang Xifeng that she had been busy recently serving the old lady and serving soup and medicine. I forgot about it for a while.
Wang Xifeng did not dare to express any objection to this, and just responded with a smile.
Here Mrs. Wang found Jia Zheng, and after some parental nagging, she talked about what Jia She said that day when he was unconscious.
"The master thinks, what is his uncle thinking? Does he really want to pass the title to Cong'er?"
Jia Zheng shook his head: "This matter It's not something he can decide alone. Don't say that the clan elders can't agree. Just report it to the clan office and the clan office may not approve it. This move is really against the law of inheritance."
"Master. Do you mean that the title will still be passed on to Lian'er in the end?"
"Of course."
Mrs. Wang was a little silent and said: "What his uncle said that day , you should also have heard about it. In his heart, he is just afraidHe is resentful towards us. What do you think of this? "
When Jia Zheng heard this, he sighed: "In terms of etiquette, this family property should have been inherited by the elder brother, but... Alas, it is useless to mention the past.
In short, he did a few wrong things back then, which completely broke the hearts of the old lady and the Duke, so he was assigned to the side and asked me to provide for him and his two elders here. Send to the end.
When the Duke finally passed away, he still thought of the relationship between father and son and passed on the title to him, but taught me to live here, which was a bit unjust. Therefore, my brother also blames me. ”
When Mrs. Wang heard this, she felt full of regret in her eyes.
At that time, her father also thought that Jia Zheng was a studious gentleman and won the favor of the Duke and his wife. He liked her so much that he betrothed her to Jia Zheng.
After she got married, this was indeed the case. After the old man raised her, Jia Zheng was even allowed to live in the main hall, and he and his wife The two of them supported their close relatives.
In those years, she once believed that the Rongguo Mansion would break the old inheritance method and establish virtuous people instead of long-term leaders...
Unfortunately, things did not go as planned, and the old man When the Duke of Guo passed away, he still passed on the title to Jia She, but gave Jia Zheng an official position in the six ministries.
In this way, there were two masters of the Jia family, one Xijue, an embarrassing situation for a business owner.
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