usatvline Chapter 271 Write a letter to warn this woman
Chapter 271 Write a letter to warn this woman
"Zilie, I've been waiting for you for a long time."
At the ferry crossing, Yu Juluo, accompanied by dozens of his personal guards, had been waiting for some time.
His hair and beard were gray, but his posture remained upright.
His armor gleamed coldly in the sunlight, making him look imposing and vigorous despite his advanced age.
"Thank you for coming to greet me personally, General."
Lu Xiao raised his hand and cupped his hands in a smile.
Yu Juluo was a veteran general, of high seniority and extensive experience, with numerous military achievements.
The fact that he personally came to the ferry to greet him was a great honor.
"You led 80,000 men to fight against 800,000 rebels at Siping Mountain, achieving a great victory and becoming a force to be reckoned with."
Now that you have come to Jingzhou to assist me, how could I not personally welcome you?
Yu Juluo stepped to the side, gesturing for them to proceed, his face beaming with smiles, his eyes filled with admiration and satisfaction.
The younger generation is truly formidable. With such a person in the Sui Dynasty, how could the world not be at peace?
Seeing this, Lü Xiao stopped being polite and started walking forward with steady steps, his stride like a dragon and a tiger.
"Old General, will you welcome me?"
Yuwen Chenglong leaned closer, grinning and asking with anticipation in his eyes.
He also wanted to be welcomed and enjoy the feeling of being the center of attention and being valued.
"Hmph, the brat from the Yuwen family."
Yu Juluo glanced sideways at Yuwen Chenglong, his gaze landing on him. He couldn't help but let out a cold snort, his brows furrowing.
The fine silver spear was slung over his shoulder, with a wine gourd hanging from its tip, swaying and jingling.
What?
This is for when you're ready to fight, to take a sip and boost your courage so you can go and kill the enemy.
He already looked down on Yuwen Huaji, that sycophantic, greedy, and treacherous minister who brought disaster to the country and its people, and by extension, he also looked down on Yuwen Chenglong.
Nowadays, I look down on this good-for-nothing kid even more.
Such a carefree and irresponsible attitude is utterly disgraceful.
"General, you're being a bit too disrespectful..." Yuwen Chenglong quickly corrected himself before finishing his sentence, "...a bit condescending!"
If it were his own father, Yuwen Huaji, he would have already confronted him, leaving his father speechless.
But Yu Juluo was an old general, a veteran of the battlefield, so he dared not be too presumptuous.
"Boy, don't blame me for looking down on you."
With your low-level marksmanship, tsk tsk, it's not up to par.
"Alright then, call me grandpa, and I'll teach you a couple of proper marksmanship techniques."
Yu Julu stroked his beard, a playful expression on his face, his eyes full of mockery.
He felt a surge of secret pleasure; using Yuwen Chenglong to humiliate Yuwen Huaji was a worthwhile endeavor, and he felt quite pleased with himself.
"snort!
Yuwen Chenglong snorted coldly, stepped over Yu Juluo, and walked forward without looking back, his back view filled with stubbornness and disdain.
Normally, he would have called him "Grandpa," since learning two gun techniques was a good thing and an opportunity.
But now, he doesn't need it at all!
Not only was his strength extraordinary, but he also mastered a drunken spear technique, which was exquisite and incredibly powerful.
With his current strength, he definitely couldn't defeat Lü Xiao; that would be suicide.
But beating Pei Yuanqing and his own brother Yuwen Cheng shouldn't be a problem, right?
It should be fine!
"General, how is the battle at Jiangling progressing?"
On the way to the main camp, Lü Xiao wanted to gather some information beforehand so he could be well-informed and make necessary deployments.
"That bastard Xiao Xian."
They set up water fortifications along the river, layer upon layer, densely packed, like turtle shells; they won't fight us on land.
Yu Juluo, mounted on his horse, turned his head and pointed to the great river opposite.
"It's alright."
Lu Xiao didn't care whether it was a naval battle or a land battle. As long as he could stand his ground and encounter the enemy, what could he not defeat?
The same applies to naval warfare.
His Red Vanguard Army were all elite soldiers, capable of killing on horseback and navigating boats on water; they were omnipotent.
"Old General, you are known as a renowned general, your might shook the world, how come you couldn't even defeat a mere Xiao Xian?"
Yuwen Chenglong, who had been openly and subtly mocked by Yu Juluo, is now retaliating, speaking in a sarcastic tone.
"His Majesty only instructed me to guard the area north of Jingzhou to prevent Xiao Xian from invading the north, but did not instruct me to take the initiative to fight."
Yu Juluo spoke with a straight face and a confident tone.
He strictly followed Yang Guang's orders and would never send troops without authorization, lest he suffer losses, fall into an ambush, and ruin everything.
Isn't there another sentence?
I'd rather do nothing than make a mistake.
He fought battles his whole life, achieving great success and becoming a figure of great renown.
There's no need to ruin your reputation in your later years, become a laughingstock, and destroy your lifelong honor.
"If a general does not show the enemy his strength and takes the initiative to attack, wouldn't he be looked down upon?"
You've really gotten old and are no longer useful. Next, it's our generation's turn.
Yuwen Chenglong shook his head and swayed his body, looking extremely pleased with himself, his tail practically wagging in the air.
"Zilie, has this kid gone mad?"
Yu Juluo remembered that Yuwen Chenglong was reckless and muddle-headed before.
But it wasn't that arrogant, that cocky, that disdainful of others.
He now looks as if the Great Sui Tianbao General is not his brother Yuwen Chengdu, but himself.
"A little."
Lu Xiao said helplessly, and sighed.
This kid has become arrogant ever since he gained divine power and learned the Drunken Spear technique.
He finds fault with everyone and wants to fight anyone he sees, like a fighting cock.
As they spoke, the group returned to the main camp.
Zhao Chong and the others were all orphans raised by Yu Juluo from a young age, who treated them as his own children, and their relationship was like that of father and son.
Having not seen each other for a long time, we gathered together, chatting and laughing, reminiscing about the past, creating a lively and joyful atmosphere.
Yuwen Chenglong then started showing off again, challenging people to duels one by one, defeating the Chixiao Army so badly that their cries of pain filled the air.
With no one from the Chixiao Army willing to fight him, he set his sights on the generals of Yujuluo's side, eager to try his hand at combat.
Lu Xiao ignored the clown and returned to his tent alone. He sat down at his desk, spread out the paper, picked up his pen, and began writing a letter home.
There were two letters in total. One was addressed to Yang Guang, informing him that the war in Jianghuai had been quelled and that he need not worry too much, as everything was under his care.
The second letter was addressed to Yang Ruyi, warning the woman to stop acting up, to tone it down, and to stop engaging in petty tricks and forming cliques.
After all, His Majesty is not dead yet, and he already wants to create a second Sui Dynasty.
Damn it, this woman is going to ruin his reputation, completely and utterly destroy it.
"Give this one to His Majesty. Send this one to Prince Shuo's residence. Understand?"
Lü Xiao did not write the words "family letter" on the letter, but made a mark that only he and his confidants would know before handing it over to his confidants.
From Jingzhou, heading north and passing through three passes will lead you to the Eastern Capital.
Compared to Jiangdu, the distance here is not too far; it can be reached in a few days.
After the messenger changed horses several times and traveled day and night, he quickly arrived in the Eastern Capital and delivered the letter to the Imperial Palace and the Prince of Shuo's residence.
"Zilie has delivered a message?"
Yang Guang sat in his study, reviewing a mountain of memorials, and upon hearing a report from a palace servant, he casually remarked.