King’s House Kindergarten

This time the Qiangya offensive was very violent.

As Zhuo Yuan had expected before, the opponent seemed to put all the chips in this attack, attacking round after round, but the war did not continue to Luan City, because the garrison was guarding the checkpoints before and after the main camp and did not retreat. If you retreat, it is equivalent to letting people approach Luancheng.

Luancheng is the place where Western Qin has recovered for more than half a year.

If Luancheng misses again, the hearts of the army and the people will be lost.

Luan City is the bottom line.

This round of attack lasted for four or five days, alternating day and night. The two sides fought fiercely and suffered serious casualties.

For the next three or two days, many generals suggested retreating to Luancheng.

Even Marquis Weide suggested to retreat to Luancheng, otherwise the casualties would be too great.

Zhuo Yuan insisted that he would either die in battle or not retreat.

In the main tent, there was silence.

At dawn, the fighting continued.

But the next day, after the opponent continued to attack for more than ten days, the attack was finally suspended.

All were able to breathe.

But this wave of offensive was suspended, but I don't know when the next wave will come. This time, the Qiangya seem to have completely changed their tactics. The Qiangya people are brave and good at fighting.

This wave of attacks was suspended, and everyone had no time to breathe.

Zhuo Yuan asked the army to counterattack.

Some of the generals objected and suggested recuperation.

Zhuo Yuan was clear-headed, Qiangya attacked for more than ten days, logistics supplies must be tight, and the fatigue level of the long-distance battle was even higher than that of the Western Qin army.

"General think twice!"

This strategy is desperate.

If you win, you will be victorious; if you lose, you will be defeated.

Zhuo Yuan was strong, and Marquis Weide did not object, but this time, all the generals stayed in the main tent, except for Zhuo Yuan's guards and messengers, everyone stayed, and the limit gave the next strategy, victory and defeat. strategy.

Sun Yong knew in his heart that the prince had detained everyone and ensured that no news would come out.

For three or two days in a row, from the earlier storm, to now being caught off guard by the counterattack.

The supply failed to keep up, and they went through a stalemate in a strong attack, but they were forced to retreat. How many people died in the Western Qin army, and the country did not give in an inch, which made many people in the Qiang runner-up retreat. .

After hesitating, they retreated.

In just three or two days, he retreated more than a hundred miles.

Western Qin even regained the important town ahead and returned to the city.

Only at this moment did the army really breathe.

At this moment, the victory in the face of adversity is more and more inspiring. From being pressed by the opponent and not giving in a single step, to the current recovery of the city, the morale of the army is high, which is in stark contrast to the Qiang runner-up.

Among the generals in the army, there were those who opposed Zhuo Yuan's desperate attempts earlier, but now there is no voice.

"Heroes have been young since ancient times." Marquis Weide watched the thrilling half-month-old in front of the sand table, and sighed without feeling, "We are all old, and from now on, it will be the world of young people."

There is also an old man who said arrogantly, "You don't need to belittle yourself, Lord Hou. You and I have guarded this country in the Western Qin Dynasty. Young people have the courage of young people, and you and I also have your and my experience."

Marquis Weide sighed, "I'm getting old."

The old arrogant also sneered.

***

In the tent, Zhuo Yuan participated in the interrogation of prisoners of war for the tenth time.

Although Zhuo Yuan has been questioning about the prisoners of war and spies since he explained to Sun Yong earlier.

Useful information is there, but very little.

There was an interpreter who understood Qiangya, but Zhuo Yuan just listened quietly, spoke very little, did not judge, and did not affect others.

Although this progress is very slow, he still spends time every day listening to the progress of the interrogation.

This time, Qiangya was devastated.

More prisoners of war were captured than usual.

Most of the Qiangya people were blond and blue-eyed, tall and tall. Zhuo Yuan could not understand their words, but the translator told him that the two belonged to different tribes in the Qiangya country, and the tribes had different attitudes towards the Western Qin battlefield, so the original There is no harmony, and now they are captured, the two are facing each other, accusing each other, and swearing.

Zhuo Yuan did not stop.

Rather, they scold them, and he listens to him.

Because the speed of speech is too fast, the translator translates quickly and concentrates fully, afraid of missing details, but there will always be missed.

Sun Yong also watched from the side, but he didn't pace back and forth in the tent like Zhuo Yuan did.

Suddenly, Zhuo Yuan stopped.

The translation paused.

"What did they just say?" Zhuo Yuan said in a deep voice.

Zhuo Yuan suddenly asked, and the translator remembered sweating profusely. He just happened to have some words that he didn't understand very well. Because the two Qiangians belonged to different tribes, there are many Qiangya slang words between different tribes, and the meanings are all different. The two of them spoke a lot of Qiang-Asian slang, and he couldn't quite understand them because they spoke fast and didn't put them in a specific context.

The translator is embarrassed.

Zhuo Yuan whispered, "Let them repeat the first two sentences."

The translation quickly followed suit.

Sun Yong looked at Zhuo Yuan in surprise.

Because all this time, Zhuo Yuan never interrupted the interrogation.

Something strange this time.

One of the two Qiang Asian prisoners immediately cursed, and the translator was annoyed. How can this be translated...

But after hearing a lot of interrogations these days, Zhuo Yuan actually already knew that it was a curse word, and it was no surprise that the translation was stuck. chopped."

The translator immediately translated to the two prisoners of war.

The prisoner of war was stunned, but did not dare to scold again, but racked his brains to think about what he just said.

The two repeated the previous two sentences, and in the middle of the last sentence, Sun Yong was stunned by what one of them said.

What the man said was the sound of the three words "Toyade", but because it was too fast and there was a voice of a translator, he didn't pay attention at all just now, but the lord should have heard it...

A long time ago, the prince had been checking the person "Toyade".

But never found out.

Then asked the word "Toyade" again.

These three words are foreign words, the original meaning is fireworks and firecrackers, and there is an extended meaning that the eight poles can't hit one place, which is sinister and cunning.

After that, the king never asked again.

But here, the word "Toyade" was overheard from the mouths of prisoners of war from two different tribes.

The translation doesn't really change the meaning of the word.

So when I asked the prisoners of war, the prisoners were surprised and only said that they were scolding the other side.

Zhuo Yuan winked and let the translation continue.

The translation does the same.

The prisoner of war felt inexplicable, but explained it.

In the end, the translator Chao Zhuowen handed over his hand, "My lord, the prisoner of war just now said that Toyade has a derogatory meaning in their tribe, and there is no specific meaning. As long as you describe a person who is not good, you will use Toyade, which is a very obscure usage. , for example, traitor, lame."

Traitor, lame?

Zhuo Yuan was stunned, and Sun Yong was also completely stunned.

Zhuo Yuan said in a low voice, "Understood, let's go out, don't tell other people about today's affairs, or think I'm so boring and listen to this nonsense here."

The translator was so frightened that he backed away.

The translator left, leaving only Zhuo Yuan and Sun Yong in the account.

"Your Highness?" Sun Yong was horrified.

Zhuo Yuan did not speak for a long time.

***

On the way back to Beijing from Luancheng, the carriage went very fast.

I am also afraid that there will be an accident on the way.

When the two armies are at war, it is actually dangerous if one side's commander's family is captured.

Uncle Tao also took a huge risk and brought Shen Yue and the children of the house to Luancheng. Now that the war is raging again, Uncle Tao dare not be careless on the road.

When it came time, the speed of the carriage was actually very fast. Now that it is back to Beijing, it will go even faster!

For the first few days, the children were crying.

Everyone is thinking about Zhuoyuan.

But then all the way to the south, news came constantly on the way. This time, the Qiangya army was pressing down on the border, constantly attacking, and there were countless casualties at the border...

The children were brave enough not to cry.

The sixth uncle/uncle is guarding the frontier and is the bravest person. They have no reason to cry all the time.

One day, they too will grow up.

I will also become someone like Sixth Uncle/Uncle...

About half a month's journey, from Luancheng to Feicheng.

A peaceful and peaceful bustling scene, there is absolutely no tension up and down the city of Luan, and there is no war on the border.

Shen Yue was a little stunned.

The farther from the border, the farther the war seems.

It's totally different from being in it.

It is the nature of children.

In about half a month, he slowly moved away from the border, and resumed his earlier liveliness. He would also jump up and down in the Feicheng market, back to the days when Zhuo Ye and a bunch of guards jumped up and down.

Time always flies by in such calm times!

It slipped out of my hands unconsciously, making people sigh and let people feel relieved.

"Ayue, Sixth Uncle will come back safely!" Zhuo Xin said to Shen Yue, watching the children laughing and joking and chattering in the night market.

"Well." Shen Yue also smiled at Zhuoxin.

The two were drinking tea in a tea shop at the night market.

Running all the way, today seems to be the first day of leisure to come down and take a rest in one place.

When we arrived at Boiling City, the journey was stable, and Uncle Tao also seemed to be relieved, and slowly eased down, unlike the earlier nervousness.

This way, thanks to Uncle Tao.

Today is the Lantern Festival, and the city is very lively, so the children are also immersed in the festive atmosphere and have a lot of fun.

I will be able to return to Beijing in about a month, and I will be back in mid-February.

Shen Yue put down the teacup.

The two sat in the tea shop for a while, then got up together to look for the other babies.

Today, there are many people at the Feicheng Night Market, with fragrant clothes and temples everywhere.

Shen Yue remembered the big camp on New Year's Eve, a group of people made dumplings, placed dumplings, and Zhuo Yuan ate the raw dumplings in one bite, not only the high-pitched singing, the sound of drinking, the "beep" sound of the bonfire burning, and the sound of Zhuo Yuan Pick up the wine bowl and make an impassioned congratulations...

It was a completely different liveliness, but it was also the last tranquility on the eve of the war.

It was clearly yesterday, but it seemed like half a month had passed.

Shen Yue paced side by side with Zhuo Xin, thinking about the time of New Year's Eve, when she suddenly heard a familiar voice beside her, "Girl, my lantern is two taels of silver, and your lantern is one tael of silver, I'll take this A lantern for a girl, your lantern, the one who suffers is me!"

Zhuo Xin and Shen Yue both stopped, looked at each other in dismay, and then turned their eyes to one side. Sure enough, they saw one person wearing a ferocious mask, but in the winter, the folding fan in his hand did not leave his hand.

"Meng Zihui!" Zhuo Xin was annoyed.

Suddenly being called by his name, Meng Zihui groaned in his heart, thinking that someone from his grandmother had come to look for him.

Meng Zihui looked around, took off his mask, and exclaimed in surprise, "Six aunts?"