Chapter 3, Graceful and Kind-hearted.
Oh, it's nothing," Xiao Ruxun smiled and shook her head
Yang Colorfulclouds gazed at Xiao Ruxun with sparkling eyes, seemingly filled with admiration: "Xun Lang truly possesses exceptional military strategy, having made preparations in advance. When Xun Lang achieves a great victory and the enemy army is defeated, I will prepare beef and wine to reward the soldiers!"
Yang was momentarily taken aback, then glanced at the maid behind her and said, "You may withdraw for now; I will take care of things here myself"
Therefore, Xiao Ruxun is well aware of the rich firepower possessed by the current Ming Dynasty. That governor of the three borders, Wei Xue, was indeed a master in the field of firearms. Who would have thought that a scholar of literary studies, having passed the imperial examination, would venture into the realm of engineering? Yet, in fact, he succeeded, and even improved the mother-and-son gun, creating the tank of the Ming era—the Yegong Divine Cannon
When Xiao Ruxun said this, he felt somewhat guilty. Firstly, he had little experience dealing with women in his past life, surrounded only by men. Secondly, although he had some fondness for this woman, their feelings still needed to be nurtured. With a formidable enemy at hand, it was truly not the time for romantic entanglements, so he had no choice but to set this matter aside and discuss it later.
Indeed, it is not much. According to what Yang from Colorful Clouds said earlier, it should have been during a great battle with the enemy forces when he took the lead and was injured by the enemy general's long spear, resulting in a wound. However, he must have been wearing armor, so the wound is not deep; otherwise, given the current medical standards of the Ming Dynasty and being in a border area, it would have been almost a certain death. Since the bleeding has stopped and the wound has begun to heal, it indicates that there is no life-threatening danger. Compared to the time when he fought against a dozen zombies, the injuries sustained are much lighter. Otherwise, given the current medical standards of the Ming Dynasty and being in a border area, it would have been almost a certain death. Since the bleeding has stopped and the wound has begun to heal, it indicates that there is no life-threatening danger. Compared to the time when he fought against a dozen zombies, the injuries sustained are much lighter.
Moreover, the longer the apocalypse lasts, the fewer resources left behind by modern society. The surviving experts and scientists from the previous civilization have been taken away by the remnants of government forces, leaving little for the survivors. Once the initial firearms and ammunition are exhausted, aside from a few fortunate survivor bases that have some experts or craftsmen capable of producing makeshift firearms, cannons, and explosives under the current conditions, most survivor bases revert to the era of cold weapons, where large swords, spears, bows, and crossbows dominate, resulting in a truly spectacular scene during conflicts. Aside from a few fortunate survivor bases that have some experts or craftsmen capable of producing makeshift firearms, cannons, and explosives under the current conditions, most survivor bases revert to the era of cold weapons, where large swords, spears, bows, and crossbows dominate, resulting in a truly spectacular scene during conflicts.
Colorful clouds, rest assured, the injuries I have sustained are not severe. Furthermore, regarding the subsequent battle situation, it is not necessary for me to lead the charge myself. Firstly, if the enemy forces were to come again, they would undoubtedly have more troops than before. My own soldiers are few, and I can no longer continue to fight outside the city. It is wiser to rely on the city walls and hold out for reinforcements; I only need to be present at the walls to boost morale. Secondly, I have already sent a letter to Wei Zhitai, informing him of the difficulties I face in being besieged in this isolated city, and I have requested that he dispatch troops for rescue as soon as possible. Wei Zhitai is experienced in warfare and understands military affairs well; he will certainly recognize the importance of Pinglu City and will hasten to send reinforcements.
Seeing Yang's eyes redden, as if on the verge of tears, Xiao Ruxun felt a sudden panic in her heart and hurriedly said: "I... for... for my husband to know, in the future, if it is not necessary, I will definitely not venture into danger again, and I will not make my wife worry anymore"
Xiao Ruxun, hearing this, became even more puzzled and said, "Madam... why do you say such a thing?"
Taking a deep breath, suppressing the mischievous thoughts, the extraordinary and knowledgeable Yang colorfulclouds, who is full of wisdom and resourcefulness, has returned
A clear and melodious female voice, filled with intense urgency and concern, rang in Xiao Ruxun's ear. When Xiao Ruxun turned around, she saw a beautiful woman in traditional Han clothing rushing towards her, accompanied by two other women, all of whom wore expressions of panic and worry. Before Xiao Ruxun could react, the woman immediately said to one of the women beside her: "Quickly go and fetch the master's clothes"
Cough cough cough ... ... husband ... ... colorful clouds, with great enemies at hand, it is still important to prioritize the overall situation, and the rest ... ... can be set aside for now
To have such a wife is truly a blessing for a man
A strange, inexplicable feeling of tenderness washed over her. Yang Colorfulclouds had not finished speaking, and as Xiao Ruxun lowered her head to look, she saw that Yang Colorfulclouds' eyes were sparkling, filled with an endless, gentle affection.
"Does the wound still hurt?" Yang cautiously touched the injury on Xiao Ruxun's chest and, seemingly pained, said: "Although the best healing ointment has been used, that rogue was too fierce with his gun. Ruxun, as a commander of the army, should understand that a commander must not recklessly venture into danger. Otherwise, even if the enemy is defeated, if the commander suffers harm, it would not only be in vain but could also cost a life. What am I to do then?"
Such words and content have become quite familiar to Xiao Ruxun. In the thirteen years since the apocalypse, the need to adopt a combative attitude towards the zombie hordes and hostile survivors has only intensified. The powerful survivor bases resemble individual feudal states, and the land of China has nearly reverted to the era of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States.
Xiao Ruxun plans to inspect how many firearms are in the city next, then assess the situation on the city walls, and subsequently arrange how to utilize the firearms
Xiao Ruxun immediately felt a great sense of satisfaction in his small vanity as a man. However, looking at Yang Colorfulclouds, filled with tenderness and affection, he understood that this was a young woman's little thought. Yet, expressing it in this way could make a man feel satisfied. Even if it is just a small satisfaction, it is far better than having none at all. In any era, a wise woman knows how to praise her husband, while a foolish woman only knows how to criticize her man for being useless, and vice versa.
Yang Colorfulclouds, the daughter of Yang Zhao, the Minister of War, is indeed a distinguished young lady from a prominent family, possessing extraordinary grace and extensive knowledge. Upon hearing Xiao Ruxun's words, she felt a slight sense of pride and lowered her head, smiling mischievously like a little devil. To be honest, although her marriage to Xunlang was arranged by their parents, she fell in love with him at first sight. During their time together, Xunlang presented himself as a strong man in public, exuding great authority. However, when he removed his armor and was with her, he always seemed a bit restrained, turning crimson when she playfully teased him, which she found particularly endearing. Although her marriage to Xunlang was arranged by their parents, she fell in love with him at first sight. During their time together, Xunlang presented himself as a strong man in public, exuding great authority. However, when he removed his armor and was with her, he always seemed a bit restrained, turning crimson when she playfully teased him, which she found particularly endearing.
Previously, Xunlang always called me by my boudoir name, Colorful Clouds. Yang gently placed her hands on the uninjured side of Xiao Ruxun's chest and asked, "Is Xunlang displeased with my tone?"
"The maid by my side is not an outsider..." Yang colorfulclouds said softly, "She is a concubine maid of Xunlang. Although Xunlang has not yet... but if Xunlang desires..."
Xiao Ruxun was fortunate to gather a group of experts and craftsmen in firearms. Under extremely limited conditions, they gradually began to establish firepower starting from rudimentary weapons, ultimately becoming the group with the strongest firepower among the survivors.
The heart was filled with worry, clearly evident in her expression, as she anxiously pulled Xiao Ruxun into the house. Addressing her as both husband and wife, Xiao Ruxun suddenly realized that this was indeed herself... Xiao Ruxun's wife. Historical records state that Xiao Ruxun's wife was the daughter of Yang Zhao, who served as the Minister of War during the Ming Dynasty. She was a woman of noble birth, resourceful and capable. Xiao Ruxun was able to defend Pinglu City, and this woman contributed significantly to that effort, later receiving commendation from the Ming court.
The woman immediately rushed into the room, while the lady in Hanfu promptly took Xiao Ruxun's hand and pulled her into the room, saying: "Xunlang, it is chilly outside, you have just awakened from your injury, how can you stand outside in the wind?"
I have heard that the army of Wen Xiuxiu was repelled by Xun Lang. Although it was a retreat, I believe that the bandit army is powerful and will not easily give up or admit defeat. They will surely regroup and return with renewed strength, so Xun Lang must prepare early... However, Xun Lang's injury..." Yang Colorfulclouds gently caressed Xiao Ruxun's wound with slight concern, and Xiao Ruxun lowered her head to look at her injury, seriously feeling it.
Two maids slowly walked out of the room, closing the door behind them. Xiao Ruxun felt a bit puzzled, only to hear Yang's tone suddenly soften: "Is Xunlang upset?"
Colorfulclouds looked at Xiao Ruxun with a pair of large eyes that seemed to carry a hint of timidity, and the tone, reminiscent of a small animal, tickled Xiao Ruxun's heart like a feather. Xiao Ruxun felt a bit flushed and awkwardly turned her face away, saying, "No... it's not that... it's just that, in front of others, it's not very appropriate to say it this way. I feel that addressing you as 'madam' is a bit more formal. However, if Colorfulclouds prefers it..."
In a moment of excitement, Xiao Ruxun reached out and grasped Yang Colorfulclouds' hand: "Colorfulclouds, do not worry. I will surely defeat the enemy forces, achieve great accomplishments, and live up to the Emperor's grace! I will also earn a title for you in return!"
The two maids slightly bowed and said, "We take our leave."
Yang, with her colorful clouds, had bright eyes, and then gently smiled as she nestled close to Xiao Ruxun like a little bird.
The maid brought the clothes, and she helped Xiao Ruxun put them on. Xiao Ruxun did not resist, allowing her to assist in dressing. As she looked her up and down, a sense of fondness grew in her heart. In the thirteen years of the apocalypse, one had to exert every effort to survive. As the leader of eighty thousand people, she had to invest all her energy for their safety, leaving no time or mental space for romance or marriage. In the end, she remained solitary. Yet at this moment, there was an increased yearning for femininity.
"Xunlang, what is wrong with you?" Yang observed that Xiao Ruxun said nothing, merely gazing at her with a somewhat foolish expression, which made her feel a bit puzzled: "Why aren't you speaking?"
The woman before me not only possesses a beautiful appearance, with a pair of bright and clear large eyes, but also carries herself with elegance. Even in moments of anxiety and concern, she does not appear flustered. It is evident that she is a woman of experience and has received a good upbringing, truly deserving of the title of a virtuous partner.
Indeed, Yang Colorfulclouds, as a woman, possesses such a broad perspective; it truly reflects her profound family background. Her esteemed father-in-law has provided excellent education, almost as if she has been gifted a female Zhuge Liang.
What a remarkable woman with the qualities of an orchid and the grace of a lily
It seems somewhat inappropriate to describe a general leading an army into battle in this way... Hehe...