It's from hunger and fear.
When the locust plague was raging and the starving people were everywhere, food was the hardest passable goods and the most reassuring stone to calm the mountains. General Xue's heart was sour and hard when he saw the victims like this and the soldiers of the Northern Frontier like this.
Two months ago, as soon as he stepped into the disaster area with his soldiers and food, he looked up at the locusts that covered the sky, and looked down at the corpses of the starving and skinny victims. What is hell? Without seeing it with their own eyes, people can't imagine what a hell on earth looks like even if they think about it more.
When people are extremely hungry is no sense, anything can be eaten, trees, grass, and even the ground under the feet of the earth, mixed with water can be hard to eat, but this earth, people eat too much will die, and when there is nothing to eat after the last is man eating man.
This kind of tragic situation can not use words to relay, General Xue wrote to the saint's folding, but also only wrote "starving corpses everywhere" this four words.
Where the locust outbreaks were earliest and worst, women and children, skinny men, they were more than just hungry themselves, they had to panic all the time about whether they would be eaten by others, whether their wives, their young children who could only cry, would become rations for others.
Such a scene even the most spiritual readers would freeze and not be able to pick up a pen, General Xue had the intention of trying to relay the seriousness of the situation in the disaster area one by one, but what to relay? Everywhere serious, everywhere serious after there is nothing that can be taken out to write alone.
When the eight hundred mile emergency report was sent to the capital at a fast pace, General Xue was still worried about whether the article he wrote up would not be able to make the seriousness of the northern locust plague clear, and would worry about whether the imperial court would pay attention to it and whether it would send a large amount of rice and grain.
It wasn't until he saw these inexhaustible amounts of grain and grass laid out in front of him at a glance that he was completely at peace.
The thing that a general is most grateful for is that when he fights at the front, the emperor at the rear trusts him and supports him with all his might, which is hard, more than easy to say, but today's saint has done just that.
The old general was very excited, and laughed even more freely after seeing Xue Yuan leading the way, "My son, you're a little slow in coming!"
As soon as Xue Yuan's face was revealed, the soldiers who were always stationed at the Northern Border exclaimed, "Xue Jiuyao!"
"Xue Jiuyao has actually returned?!"
Xue Yuan sat on his horse and condescendingly looked at General Xue, the corner of his mouth hooked, "General Xue hasn't seen him in a few months, but he has changed quite a bit."
He rolled over and dismounted, walked up to General Xue and saluted, saying aloud, "My humble servant, Xue Yuan, has been ordered by the Sacred Emperor to deliver the grain and grass, and I would like to ask the General to review it."
General Xue couldn't stop smiling, "Good good good."
He patted Xue Yuan's shoulder, and for a moment the corners of his eyes were a bit moist, "The saint actually sent you to transport grain and grass, the saint is looking up to you."
Xue Yuan grinned, "That's for sure."
General Xue and a few other generals pulled Xue Yuan to say a few words, and then they went together to check the amount of grain. Even though the person leading the team was Xue Yuan, General Xue made a clear distinction between public and private matters, and when the final check was done, they were taken aback by the total amount of grain.
"This is good until after the first of the year, isn't it?"
So much grain and the tens of thousands of soldiers who delivered the grain, General Xue pondered that it was not simple, he was about to call Xue Yuan to ask him about it, but he was told that Xue Yuan had already brought the generals forward to clean himself up a bit.
General Xue's eyes glared, angrily cursed a rabbit, and did not ponder, "Unload the grain from the wagon, regardless of everything, let the big guys have a full meal first!"
*
When Xue Yuan finished cleaning himself and came out of his room, he smelled the smell of grain wafting around.
He wiped the water on his face, raised his eyes to look at the white smoke drifting up in all directions, and slowly and methodically looked around the army. The new soldiers had heard of Xue Yuan's reputation for fighting bandits, and the past soldiers knew of Xue Yuan's reputation for guarding the northern border, so once he went out for a stroll, many people in the army knew that Xue Jiuyao had returned.
Xue Yuan's name was really loud and clear to the soldiers of the Northern Frontier, and many of them had followed him in and out of the battlefield, and occasionally when Xue Yuan passed by them, they would still respectfully say, "Young General."
In the past, during the period when Lu Feng was in power, Xue Yuan's merits were suppressed by General Xue, and even after that, when His Holiness came into power, due to General Xue's prudence and concern, he did not understand the temperament of the current His Holiness, and therefore did not give credit to Xue Yuan. Xue Yuan in the border naturally did not rank the position of the general, but he used to be arrogant, other people call him so, he also brightly and rightfully should be.
Now that he heard such a familiar title, Xue Yuan but the first thing that came to mind was Gu Yuanbai, and suddenly he was a little glad that Gu Yuanbai didn't know about this.
Otherwise this little heartless one would have suspected him of having bad intentions.
Xue Yuan deliberately ignored his own ambitious thoughts of reaching the top and leisurely walked to General Xue's tent. Just as the meal was being served, General Xue stopped his discussion with a few generals and asked him to sit down and eat together.
On top of the dinner table, General Xue had nowhere to pour out his feelings of loyalty to the king, and could only keep asking Xue Yuan, "How is His Majesty now?"
As soon as Xue Yuan heard this, gloom colored his brows, "I haven't seen him in over a month, so how could I know."
General Xue didn't know why his mood suddenly turned bad, "Then how was the Sage before you left?"
"The face is as soft as the clouds in the sky," Xue Yuan's chopsticks paused, not knowing what came to his mind, "Still skinny, and there are bones left in his hands."
General Xue didn't understand the first half of the sentence, "What do you mean, your face is as soft as a cloud in the sky?"
Xue Yuan didn't hear his voice, he had completely sunk in, his bones were flooded with crispy human itch, "I wasn't there when he was born, in the past when he was sick, stepping on the alabaster bricks beside the hot spring pools would make him weak and he could only have someone carry him on his back. Once I'm gone, who can still carry him?"
"Not necessarily," he suddenly oozed a smile, "Laozi went to Jinghu South for a month, and came back to find that he had become better looking."
"He's got so many people around him, who's he calling to carry him that's not carrying him?"
General Xue listened in confusion, clouds coming and going, "Xue Yuan, I'm asking you how His Majesty's body is!"
Xue Yuan returned to his senses and glanced at him, impatiently lowering his sword brows, "It's fine, no need for you to care."
"How can I not care!" General Xue burst into a rage, "His Holiness cares and loves me so much and trusts you and me so much, how can I be so heartless and uncaring that I don't even care about His Holiness' dragon body?"
Xue Yuan: "With my concern."
General Xue froze, his anger faded in a flash and became joyful, "Good, good, good, my son must not forget this heart of loyalty to the king, you and I, who are subjects of men, must be like this."
Xue Yuan touched his heart, hooked his lips and smiled, there was a deep smile transpiring in his eyes, "Then this heart of loyalty to the king is beating quite fast."
*
These days, the nomads who have been struggling with the soldiers at the border are one of the eight tribes of the Khitan, and their leader is named Rilianna1.
Xue Yuan brought his soldiers and horses rations to the northern border in a large formation, and the sentry riders sent out by Rilianna rushed back to the tribe when they saw the matter, and told the chief of the matter that Daheng's soldiers had sent military rations to the border again.
The beef jerky in his cloth belt didn't even smell good when Rilianna heard about it, and he frowned, "How many people did Emperor Daheng send?"
The sentry rider said gruffly, "There are tens of thousands!"
"Hiss--" Hirianna sucked in a breath of cold air and asked after him, "Did you see who the leader of the army was?"
"They have sentinel riders scouting the road as well, so we can't get too close," the sentinel rider said, "I didn't get a good look at who was leading the troops, but I could make out that the main general leading them seemed to be a young man."
Rilianna breathed a sigh of relief and laughed out loud, "I'm afraid it's not that the Daheng court only has soldiers left, not even a capable general, right? Hahahahaha, Xue Ping that old thing is old, does the court think that sending a young man will be enough? Don't worry, like this hairless generals, come one I day even that kill one! Kill until these brats are scared shitless when they see me!"
The subordinates gathered around followed suit and let out a loud laugh.
After laughing, thinking of the endless supply of grain that the sentry rider had spoken of, greed flashed across Rilianna's face, "It has been a long time since our horses have had a full meal. How many jerky from cows and sheep have our warriors eaten in all that time, and do you remember the taste of Daheng women and the taste of Daheng grain?"
The subordinates were full of ferocity, "Chief, we've already been beaten back by that old thing Xue Ping several times, this time there's a young man here, maybe even a young man who's never been to the battlefield and has never fought with us, a breakthrough from him will surely be able to deal a heavy blow to that old thing!"
Rilianna's murderous aura sank in, "That's right, we must kill back with profit this time."
Someone among his subordinates spoke up, "More than that, Chief, now that the Great Chief of the eight tribes of Khitan is about to die, if we can do something great before the Great Chief dies, I'm afraid that the next Great Chief of the Khitan tribe will be you."
At these words, Hiriana was moved.
It is true that at this time when the great chief is dying, if the matter of a young egg coming from the court is known to the chiefs of the rest of the tribes, they will surely plunder the people of Daheng in order to seize the credit, and now it is Rilianna who is the first to know the news, and he is the nearest to it, so isn't it exactly the credit that the heaven would like to give to him?
Xue Ping, that old thing, was on guard, but now, there was a big hole in the iron plate. If Nichirenna didn't kick this loophole in the face, he would regret it even after he died.
Kill, must kill!
To show these new recruits what the human world is like, and to show this hairy general leading the troops what a nightmare is like!