Chapter 43 Scout

Before Ye Mingsheng finished speaking, a bitter look appeared on Liu Shilin's face. He spread his hands and said, "Lord Ye, most of my servants have been lost these days. I don't have 50 men under my command now..."

"Then how many people can you mobilize?" Ye Mingsheng was not surprised at Liu Shilin's excuse. He stared at him and continued to ask:
Seeing that Ye Mingsheng was about to send someone, Liu Shilin's face became even more bitter. He gritted his teeth and said, "I only have twenty people with me now. If Lord Ye needs it, I am willing to send half of them as scouts."

Seeing Liu Shilin being so stingy, Ye Mingsheng's face couldn't help but darken. Now the situation in Liujing is tense and danger can happen at any time. The key to breaking the deadlock lies in when the reinforcements will arrive. Therefore, Ye Mingsheng urgently hopes to send scouts to break out of the encirclement of the palace army outside the city and get in touch with the reinforcements coming to help.

After so many days of contact, Ye Mingsheng clearly realized that the group of servants around Liu Shilin, although nominally servants, were actually some death squads trained by the Liu family. Although they were far inferior to the imperial guards in terms of tacit cooperation and powerful combat power in battle, when it came to fighting alone and gathering information, the imperial guards were no match for them at all.

Therefore, at this critical juncture, these servants of the Liu family are undoubtedly more suitable as scouts to contact reinforcements than the imperial guards.

Feeling the dissatisfaction in Ye Mingsheng's eyes, Liu Shilin also groaned in his heart. He certainly understood Ye Mingsheng's thoughts, and he was also aware of the urgency of the current situation.

But Liu Shilin also has his own difficulties. In order to ensure their loyalty, all the servants under his command were adopted from childhood. The Liu family provided them with food and shelter, invited martial arts masters to teach them martial arts, and used medicinal herbs to strengthen their bodies. It took more than ten years of energy and financial resources to train more than 200 people. It can be said that each of them is a treasure of the Liu family.

This time, in order to support Shen Jianzhong's promotion to the position of Supervisory Office, the Liu family can be said to have gone all out and sent out all their elite troops. These 200 servants were all lying in ambush in Liujing.

In the battles in Liujing these days, Ye Mingsheng's imperial guards and Heishanfeng's militia suffered heavy casualties, and many of them had to be drawn from Liu Shilin's side.

This has resulted in more than 50 Liu family servants being killed in battle so far, and even more being injured if the remaining ones are included.

Although the number of Liu Shilin's servants who can fight is definitely more than the twenty he mentioned, to be honest, it is not much more.

Although Liu Shilin is the eldest son of the Liu family and the rightful next head of the Liu family, this does not mean that he can do whatever he wants. After all, he has younger brothers and cousins ​​who all have the right to inherit the family. If Liu Shilin is not careful, he can easily be brought down.

Now that these precious servants have suffered such heavy casualties in Liujing, it will be difficult for Liu Shilin to report back to his family. And going out of the city as a scout to look for reinforcements requires breaking through the encirclement of the palace army, which is a life-and-death situation in itself. These people sent out may not survive, so Liu Shilin insisted.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds. Liu Shilin looked sad and bowed deeply to Ye Mingsheng.

"It's not easy to cultivate talents, Brother Ye, please leave a few seeds for our Liu family!"

Seeing Liu Shilin's humble attitude, Ye Mingsheng, who was always soft-hearted, was embarrassed to force him too hard. After thinking for a while, he took a step back and said, "Twenty people, not one less!"

"Thank you, Brother Ye, for your help!" Liu Shilin smiled bitterly and bowed to Ye Mingsheng.

Although Liu Shilin felt heartbroken when he thought about the possibility of another twenty casualties among his servants, he also understood that Ye Mingsheng had given him a lot of face. Otherwise, if Ye Mingsheng forced him to recruit, he would be powerless and could only swallow his anger. Although he asked for twenty people from Liu Shilin, it was obvious that twenty people were far from enough. Ye Mingsheng looked around at the generals around him and immediately ordered: "Gao Zuorong, Wang Xian, Lin Huaiwu, each of you three will select ten people as scouts and act tonight!"

"Yes!"

Everyone clasped their fists and responded in unison:

After discussing the main business, Ye Mingsheng discussed some other details with everyone before ending the meeting.

After the meeting, Ye Mingsheng was sitting alone in the tent. Before he had time to rest, he found himself suffering from a headache.

"Fuck you..."

Holding his head, Ye Mingsheng gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice. In his previous life, he suffered from migraines due to staying up late. He never expected that after traveling through time, this damn disease would follow him.

In his previous life, he was somewhat better because of the presence of painkillers, but now he had no medicine at all and could only rely on willpower to get by.

Lying on the table, Ye Mingsheng bit his robe desperately, trying his best not to cry out in pain.

Ye Mingsheng felt that he was extremely unlucky now. This disease should have come earlier, but it had to come at this time. Was he afraid that he would not die?

After holding out for about a cup of tea, Ye Mingsheng felt that his headache was about to exceed his pain limit. At that moment, he heard a burst of brisk footsteps beside his ears. Before he could react who it was, a cool little hand rested on his wrist.

"She is coming!"

Feeling Pei Zhixiu's arrival, although Ye Mingsheng still had a headache, he felt a little relieved in his heart.

Biting her teeth lightly, Pei Zhixiu, with a serious expression, felt Ye Mingsheng's pulse for a while, then gradually relaxed. She then took out a medicine bottle from her personal collection, poured out three small pills, and put them to Ye Mingsheng's lips and whispered:
"General Ye, take some medicine and the pain will go away!"

Although he didn't know what medicine Pei Zhixiu gave him, Ye Mingsheng, who was suffering from a severe headache at the moment, didn't care about anything else and swallowed the pill whole.

After the pill entered his stomach, after a while, Ye Mingsheng, who was sweating coldly from the pain, was surprised to find that his headache was actually beginning to ease slowly. At the same time, Pei Zhixiu's cool little hands were rubbing his temples rhythmically.

Under the dual effects of the pills and Pei Zhixiu's massage, Ye Mingsheng's expression began to calm down. The exhaustion after the pain made him a little drowsy, and he slowly fell asleep...
(End of this chapter)