Chapter 822: People’s Hearts See People’s Hearts (4)

Night is everywhere, shrouding everything.

The whining sound of the wind is like the constant chirping of ghosts in the wild, which makes people feel chilly in their hearts.

The soldiers who had been busy all day got into the tent one after another and fell asleep in various places. As for who snored, who grinded his teeth and farted, whose feet smelled better, they didn't bother to pay attention. As a big-headed soldier, how could he be like this? , having a decent camp to sleep in instead of sleeping in the open field is already quite satisfying.

After walking for a day, Hu Zhen also suffered from soreness in his waist and legs.

After all, I am getting older, and I no longer look like a young man in his early twenties. No matter how hard he works, he can just sleep and be active the next day without any problems. After so many years, how could I have walked through the rain of swords, guns and arrows without getting injured? These injuries are now slowly occurring, reminding Hu Zhen of their existence.

The most serious thing was that there was a stab wound in the left chest. The bones were deeply visible and cracked. He almost didn’t survive... This was the injury he sustained when Zhang Wen presided over the suppression of the Qiang rebellion, and then...

Hum hum, there is no more…

At that time, Taiwei Zhang Wen sent Dong Zhuo to lead 30,000 people to fight against the rebellion of the Xianling tribe of the Qiang people. However, the military supplies could not keep up. As a result, the Qiang and Hu people gathered their troops and surrounded Dong Zhuo north of Wangyuan. Hu Zhen and his men raided the Qiang siege several times, but were unable to break through. They were stabbed heavily and almost died.

At that time, Li Ru suggested that he build a dike beside the Wangyuan River and pretended to fish to satisfy his hunger. When the Qiang people saw this, they thought Dong Zhuo's army had a source of food, so they did not dare to take advantage of Dong Zhuo's lack of food to raid the camp. Then, under the cover of the dike, Dong Zhuo led his army to retreat quietly. When the Qiang people noticed and pursued him, Dong Zhuo broke open the dike. The raging river water successfully blocked the Qiang people's pursuit, and he was able to survive.

Zhang Wen, who was at the rear, actually felt that Dong Zhuo had failed in the battle, and wrote to the court to hold him accountable. In the end, Dong Zhuo gave away a lot of gold and silver to the regular attendants, which settled the matter. As for soldiers like Hu Zhen who were injured in that battle, they naturally received no reward at all...

Now, the wound on the left chest is aching faintly, and the dark red scar seems to be telling Hu Zhen something...

Hu Zhen, who had been running around for a day, almost all the injuries accumulated in his youth popped up again under the fatigue. He was sore, numb and swollen, and even lying down was a little uncomfortable. He could only lean on the table and lean on it. He held his head, as if sleeping but not sleeping, to calm down.

"I thought I could get some benefits by following the Grand Master to Luoyang, but I didn't expect that it would end up like this..." Since Hu Zhen couldn't sleep, he couldn't help but think in his head, "...Luoyang, no What a great place... I didn’t expect that when I returned to Chang’an, it would be extremely dangerous..."

"The current Xiliang Erlang is no longer the same as when the grand master first brought him, and his energy and spirit are gone. Xu Zhonglang said that he wanted to rectify it and reiterated the military order, haha... But I don't know that the current court is not too The imperial court at that time was no longer popular. It was like a group of ghosts wandering around the hall all day long. It was so dark and scary..."

"...Fighting, haha, what Xu Zhonglang said is not wrong. Fighting is of course our duty as the commander of the army. After receiving the salary from the imperial court, we naturally obey the imperial court's command, but...but..."

"... Xiliang soldiers, after this battle, I don't know where they will be placed in the future... Who will care? During this period, prices in Chang'an are ridiculously high, but the soldiers' pay was paid a lot of five baht. , but the money is just a pile of scrap copper, I can't even afford a meal, it's of no use... people's hearts are broken..."

Hu Zhen opened his eyes. Although he knew there was no one, he still subconsciously glanced left and right, and then took out a piece of silk from his arms, which was densely written with small characters.

When the army marches, it is natural to dispatch scouts. The Chang'an Forbidden Army has always been stationed in Chang'an City and rarely goes out of the city to fight. Therefore, the Xiliang soldiers are mostly responsible for long-range scouts...

The scouts on both sides were from Xiliang, so when a fellow villager met a fellow villager, it was natural that such a scarf would be in the hands of Hu Zhen instead of being handed into the hands of the general Xu Rong.

Hu Zhen turned the book over and over several times, studying and thinking about it word by word.

Who can be trusted?

Who can we rely on?

Who can pull the Xiliang soldiers and Xiliang people up from the muddy swamp-like city of Chang'an, so that they will not suffer the disaster of being wiped out?

Who can understand the suffering of Xiliang people these years? Who can know the difficulties that Xiliang people have faced over the years?

All of this can only be understood by the people of Xiliang themselves.

Hu Zhen sighed. He really felt tired. He just wanted to go home, to the place where he rode a horse and whipped his whip when he was a boy, and to the hometown where he was born and raised. But if he is under the current control of the imperial court in Chang'an, , even if he wants to leave, will the court let him go back with peace of mind and magnanimity?

Or do you agree to let him live as a minor official in Chang'an and end his life?

A sarcastic smile appeared on Hu Zhen's face. When it comes to fighting, these Shandong nobles who wear long sleeves all day long are probably not very good at it, but when it comes to playing power, they are all first-class talents. Even Master Dong couldn't defeat them, let alone a big boss like himself?

If I really do this, I am afraid that all kinds of guilt will be found on my head in three to five days, not to mention three or two months.

Where does this road go?

Hu Zhen was constantly weighing and pondering in his heart.

"...Commander...it's late at night, go to bed early, we still need to light the candle tomorrow..." The guards outside the big tent saw the candlelight still flickering in the tent, and couldn't help but remind Hu Zhen softly outside.

"Dian Mao, Dian Mao, yes, more Dian Mao... Well, I get it..." Hu Zhen muttered a few words, then smiled, took another look at the scarf, and put the one in his hand She stuffed the scarf back into her arms, paused for a while, and suddenly said, "Er Gouzi, come in..."

"What are your orders, Commander?" Hu Zhen's bodyguard opened the tent curtain in response, entered the tent, and bowed to ask.

Hu Zhen's eyes flickered under the light of the torch for a few times, and after pondering for a while, he suddenly said: "Er Gouzi, if you can go home... would you be willing?"

"Of course I do!" Ergouzi opened his eyes wide and said happily without thinking. However, after a moment of pause, he stopped smiling, "...but can I go back now..."

Hu Zhen laughed, then stood up and said, "If we can come, we can certainly come back!"

The night is deep, and the sound of the howling wind around is getting louder and tighter...

Happy New Year everyone! …………The New Year is here, and the last batch of those born in the 1990s have become real uncles……………… Hehehehe, those who came out to fool around will have to pay back sooner or later... I think the author was first called When I was an uncle...that mood, hum...