This time, Li Xin was able to take over Fu County within three days, regardless of the cost. More importantly, the young master Ye Mao tried his best. If Ye Mao had not taken the lead, Li Xin might not have been able to take down this city in such a short time.

The leading role of a powerful general is very powerful.

More importantly, this powerful general is still a noble family and is the grandson of Ye Sheng, the god of war in the Jin Dynasty. Such a legitimate grandson born with a golden spoon in his mouth dares to sacrifice his life, and other poor people who come from poverty have no reason to hide behind him.

Although Ye Mao made great contributions in this siege, Li Xin was still unwilling to see this happen.

The arrows on Ye Mao's shoulders were as long as they were one inch lower left, and his life would be explained to Fucheng.

He must not die.

If he dies, the Ye family members cannot say anything about Li Xin on the surface, but they will inevitably feel uncomfortable.

Besides, this is not just a matter of interests. The Ye family and his son trusted Li Xin so much and handed Ye Mao over to Li Xin. If he brought this young master to death, he would not have the face to return to Beijing to face Old Man Ye.

Li Xin cruelly ate two hooves in front of Ye Mao and drank half a jar of wine.

Then Marquis Jing'an became a little dizzy.

He sat on Ye Mao's bed, took a deep breath, and said slowly: "You will not be allowed to rush to the formation in the future."

Ye Mao widened his eyes and became a little anxious.

"Why?"

"You are the legitimate grandson of the Ye family and the future grandfather of Duke Chen's mansion."

Li Xin said flatly: "Your identity shouldn't have rushed to the front line."

"Those who have no way out have to use their lives to gain a future. You don't need to gain a future. As long as you live well and move forward, you will be a prosperous road. If you have to achieve your courage for a while, you will be happy to die on the battlefield?"

Ye Mao panted heavily despite the pain in his body.

"Grandfather rushed to the battlefield every time!"

"That's because Master Ye was just Qiu Ba from a poor family back then. He had no way to go, so he could only use his life to gain something!"

"You are different from Ye Shi."

Li Xin narrowed his eyes and said, "Look at Senior Brother Ye, when did he go to the battlefield?"

Ye Mao stopped talking.

Compared with the war god Ye Sheng, the general Ye Ming is indeed not called bravery. Since Ye Shaobao "debuted" to lead the army, he has always been in charge of the central army and will not take risks. Although this model is the norm for generals, Old Man Ye is an alternative, but because Ye Ming is the eldest son of Old Man Ye, this has been criticized by outsiders.

"Mr. Ye and Senior Brother Ye are not at ease with you, not because you are not brave enough, but because you are not very sensible enough."

Li Xin drank some wine and his face turned a little red. He looked at Ye Mao in front of him and said slowly: "They asked you to follow me in order to let you follow me and learn some scheming, not to let you rush to the previous year and be a common man."

"You can rest assured to recover from your injuries. When your injuries are healed, you will follow me. Wherever I go, you will go. If you go to the battle again, I will immediately dismiss your Zhe Chong Duwei and ask you to go back to Senior Brother Ye."

After Mr. Li said this, he ignored the thoughtful young master and stood up and walked outside.

Outside the house, Zhao Jia, a dog-headed military advisor, was waiting with his hands down.

Seeing Li Xin coming out, he slowly lowered his head.

"Marty."

Li Xin also lowered his head slightly and said in a deep voice: "Is the casualties counted?"

This time, Li Xin's troops suffered a great loss and almost fought for this city with their lives. So Li Xin started to disturb the people as soon as he entered the city, and also wanted to make a decent meal for his men.

He wants to dilute the atmosphere of the dead.

Zhao Jia's current role in the army is similar to that of the clerk, who helps Li Xin deal with the problems of the military's documents, so he also needs to count the data on casualties.

He took a deep breath and said slowly: "Return to the Marquis, more than 2,100 people were killed in our army, more than 3,000 injured, and more than 1,000 of them were seriously injured...most of them were disabled."

Li Xin's breathing stagnated slightly.

More than two thousand one hundred people...

I remember when he first led his troops, he was in Xiao Chenji in the north to fight against the barbarians of the remnant Zhou. At that time, more than 400 people under Li Xin's command had thirty-nine deaths. He was worried and had not slept well for half a year.

Now, this number has reached more than two thousand!

This has a great impact on the soul of a later generation.

Fortunately, the current Marquis Jing'an has seen the world. Although he felt a little uncomfortable, he did not show it on his face. After a while of silence, he spoke: "Let those documents count the number of casualties and don't miss it. When I return to the capital, I will go to the Ministry of Revenue to ask for pensions for them and personally stare at them and pay money."

People cannot be resurrected after death, but the pension after they die can help their families relieve many difficulties. However, no matter what money it is, as long as it passes through the hands of many people, it will inevitably be exploited layer by layer. So Li Xin said that he went to ask for it in person.

"Then all the wounded, as long as they don't close their eyes, they will let the doctors in the army treat them. If they lack medical treatment or medicine, they will come to me. I will find a way."

Zhao Jia sighed, then nodded and said, "I understand."

He looked at Li Xin carefully, then asked, "Is the young master's injury okay?"

"He is like a calf and cannot die."

Li Xin turned his head to look at Zhao Jia and said, "Brother You'an, sometimes I have to coordinate the overall situation and don't care about looking at him. From today on, you can help me watch Ye Mao and don't allow him to rush to the battlefield again."

Zhao Jia smiled helplessly.

"Who can control him except the Marquis?"

"If he wants to rush forward again, you can tell me that's it."

Zhao Jia breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "This is OK, I am good at complaining."

The two of them talked about the military for a while. Zhao Jia secretly glanced at Li Xin, and finally lowered his eyebrows and said, "Marty, will the Pingnan Army come to Fucheng more and more?"

Li Xin was stunned for a moment, and then said calmly: "It's probably possible."

"Li Shen has rushed back to Jincheng in an emergency. In a few days, he should have brought people to attack Fucheng."

"But don't worry, Senior Brother Ye from Jiange at that time should have known that we occupied Fucheng. As long as he put pressure on Jiange, the Pingnan Army could not attack Fucheng with all his strength, and he would not be able to do anything to us."

Speaking of this, Li Xin smiled on his face.

"It depends on what Li Shen is thinking now."
Chapter completed!