In the exceptionally gloomy and cold winds that became more biting, the Lisuo of the Zhaoyi Army in Hedong Road was outside the Shangdang City of Luzhou (now Changzhi County, Shanxi). Having captured the three states of Xing Mingci in Hebei under the jurisdiction of the Zhaoyi Army in the past, and through the acquisition and support of the internal support, it has broken through the natural dangers of Jingxing, the capital of Chengde Army Yuhou Wangrong, and he also looked at this area with pride. The flags and camps of the siege of the impenetrable isolated city.
Because not long ago, the last reinforcements sent from Zezhou (now Yangquan, Shanxi) to the north of the Shangdang site (basin), together with the leader of the team, Zezhou governor and regimental trainer Li Yinrui, were sent out by him in the first battle of Liulibei. The ambush was defeated, so he was caught in the battle. Therefore, from the point of view of him who divided his troops to capture afterwards, Zezhou, which was extremely empty of troops and defenses, was just a matter of grasping.
After all, all the adult relatives of the former Zhaoyi Army Jiedu, including Meng Fangli and his younger brother Meng Qian, were all lost in the battle of Chang'an along with the Zhaoyi Army's essence. Therefore, in fact, the city was driven by the Meng clan and was re-invited back after the expedition by Wu Quanxu, the envoy of the Military Supervisory Council. The younger brother Meng Dao Wei Xin stayed in, and the former commander Xi Zhongxin and others presided over the situation. That's it.
But in fact, before Wang Rong cited Chengde’s army to come down the city; Shangdang City, including the escaped Mingzhou provincial governor Ma Shuang, and Ma Gai and Yuan Fengtao’s civil and military subordinates, were secretly communicating with them or bargaining. Negotiations about possible surrender have begun. In addition, he also got an important person in Cizhou, his predecessor Zhaoyi Jiedu Gao Shi, who had been evacuated and expelled by the Meng Fang Li.
Therefore, in the case of both the righteous status and the strength advantages, and there are many internal responses in the city, even in the upper party city, there is still the Supervision Military Academy that makes Wu Quanxu and others want to fight to the end. The ambition of the state city is also a sure thing.
Amidst the screams of killings on the city wall, the Zhaoyi Army Festival Hall, which was full of wind and rain and panic, was also a cold scene of Xiao Shu. In the ubiquitous cold wind blowing through the beams of the windows and pillars, Meng Dao, who was newly elected as the post-employee of the Zhaoyi Army, was also drunk with a cup of wine after a cup of wine with a red face.
Until the thick curtains and tents were lifted up, a blast of oncoming cold wind blew Meng Dao's cleverness, and most of his drunkenness faded. However, he still raised his head drunkly and slowly opened his voice to the person who came:
"Da Lang, why are you here."
"My lord, are you just sitting here and waiting to die?"
Known as "Da Lang" is Meng Dao's eldest son, but Meng Zhixiang, who was born in awe-inspiring fashion at the age of fifteen or sixteen, said with an unswerving expression:
"So what can you do? You know this is not what I want to be handsome, but they forced me to sit. What else can I do? If you don't allow this generation, you and my father and son will even have the opportunity to sit and wait for death No more!"
Meng Dao shook his head and waved his hand:
"Because of this, great talents have to work hard, thinking that they will save themselves!"
Meng Zhixiang, who was not up to the weak crown, said sharply.
"How to save yourself? Just relying on the few people left by your uncle (Meng Fangli), I'm afraid it's not even Jieya who can't get out?"
Meng Dao, who worked hard to open one eyeliner, couldn't help but scolded: You must know that all the officials and servants in this section can run away. Otherwise, with his dignified commander, why not need to be under no one. Just pour and drink this cold dish
"It's different right now! Seeing life and death, there are naturally some people in the office who want to follow the Meng Clan and seek a way to survive!"
Meng Zhixiang flushed, but took a step forward and said eagerly:
"What's the way to survive?"
Meng Dao suddenly awoke from his drunkenness and sweating, he didn't even notice a glass of wine and metal poured on his beard and jaw.
"Of course it's a hard fight and a way to survive from death!"
Meng Zhixiang responded without hesitation. And until this moment, Meng Dao looked at himself, the eldest son who was not as weak as his eldest son, as if he had re-acquainted him.
Half an hour later, Ding Zhuang and Wu Quanxu, the military superintendent who was in Dianji City, also took a group of entourages into the seemingly empty back house. He walked through the hall without hindrance, and after many sections of corridors and portals, he appeared outside the living room where Meng Dao was.
Here he also finally saw an old man waiting outside with so many wrinkles on his face that he couldn't open his eyes, but he couldn't help muttering in his mouth:
"It's too unreasonable...Where are the people? Anyway, it's a decent town..."
At this time, there was finally a weak summoning sound:
"After staying, I will invite Wu Dujian to enter and talk..."
Wu Quanxu, who had no need to face and bloodshot eyes, frowned when he heard the words, but he stepped in. However, after he went straight through several curtains, he did not see the left-behind Meng Dao pushed up by one hand in the decorated room of Fuhua, but there was only an equally empty sitting and leftover cold saliva. Leftovers.
He couldn't help but squeezed in his heart suddenly and suddenly, without hesitation, he quickly raised his foot and turned around and ran out, still shouting sharply in his mouth:
"Come on..."
The next moment a blade pierced into his back from the back of the curtain, turned Wu Quanxu's scream into a short, stern scream. In an instant he splashed blood that stained a large curtain, but he rolled the curtain and fell to the ground. He tried his hands and feet and climbed outwards. He hissed for help again in his mouth:
"Come on..."
Then I saw a sharp sharp knife raised behind Liang Zhu and cut it down again; the next moment, Wu Quanxu's head with a white face and a hideous expression had already slipped out of the ground with a puddle of blood on the ground. At this time, Meng Dao, who was full of lingering fears, walked out of the back tent again. He looked dumbly at Wu Quanxu, who was already in a different place, but he still couldn't believe that this was very popular in the city, and he was even elected as the superintendent. , So he was killed by his own son.
The sword-soldier fighting, slashing, and screams that suddenly broke out from the outside gradually ended. Later, Ma Gai came in with a head and reported:
"The prison guards brought by the eunuch Wu are still exhausted...Please stay here to show me?"
At this time, Meng Dao cowered slightly, and turned his attention to his son Meng Zhixiang, who planned all this. He stammered a bit according to the pre-arranged agreement:
"Here...this...this matter will be handled by my son on his behalf..."
"Follow your orders!"
Meng Zhixiang responded without hesitation
After another hour, in front of Wang Rong, the main commander of the German army's tent outside the city, he also presented a projected letter from the top of the city. After reading it, he looked forward to the left and right and laughed:
"Please surrender the Meng Clan's remaining party in the city. As long as you save the life of your clan, you can kill the defender and dedicate the city?"
"Congratulations to Durate, you can join the party as much as possible"
Yaqian Zhang Wenli did not hesitate to shout out first: Then the other talents reacted and rushed to agree:
"Yanai is really the destiny of heaven..."
"This is heaven to help our army..."
"Chengde Wansheng, Yanei Wansheng!"
So not long afterwards, Wang Rong, who was wearing a helmet, was also outside the east gate of Shangdang City, which was wide open. He got off his horse and personally helped the Zhaoyi army who had led the mutton to descend from behind Meng Dao. He gave a few more words of relief. The general, kneeling behind him, led his troops into the city. Immediately after a certain noise of crying and screaming, the occupation army's routine liquidation and plundering of the losers began.
Since Shangdang City, the land of Zelu where the most resistance has gathered, and the strongest capital, has been taken down, it will depend on the spread of a dozen other cities in the Shangdang Basin. It is just a matter of time. Up. Therefore, at this moment, Wang Rong's mood is undoubtedly happy and relieved, but there is a little bit of melancholy.
Because most of the preliminary preparations for this offensive were actually planned by his father, Changshan Wang Jingchong, and the layout had already been completed; and as long as he seized the opportunity, he would help deploy troops step by step, one by one. Just collect the fruits of victory. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but licked his somewhat thirsty mouth, looking for some other pleasure, thinking that he could find comfort among the dull and monotonous army.
And the soldiers in the neighborhood had already acted well, and began to search the family members of the defeated in the newly occupied back homes, thinking that they could find the younger and more beautiful ones that fit the taste of the government." The spies" come to the account for good interrogation and interrogation.
However, Yiqi, who flew into the city from the north, brought him good news and bad news. The good news is that his marching Sima Li Ain has captured the undefended Zezhou (now Yangquan, Shanxi). The bad news is that the peaceful town of Lutai Valley Road, which connects Jinzhong, Taiyuan and other places in Zezhou, has already been captured. The army with the black flag was preemptively occupied.
Nevertheless, after sending reinforcements, Wang Rong did not care too much. Amidst the clamor of the soldiers who raised fires and rods all night, he began to concentrate on enjoying the three generations including Gao Xun, Gao Qi, and Meng Fangli. Ji concubine under. However, when Wang Rong, who had been enjoying himself for three days in Gentle Township, was awakened again at night by his close dental soldiers, he received unrelenting bad news.
Changshan King and Chengde Jidu Envoy Wang Jingchong, who had been getting better, suffered a breeze after drinking during a banquet in the back house. They became sick again and became unconscious. Therefore, Zhou Shi, the judge who stayed there, sent many waves of messengers at the first time, and Kuai Ma Jiancheng came to report the letter.
And Wang Rong, who heard the news of the drastic change, also gave his first order:
"Sent a messenger to remove the Meng clan who is moving to Xingzhou and kill all the dependents..."
—I am the dividing line of killing all —
And in the hinterland of Hedong Town, outside Taiyuan City, which is also the Lisuo.
Among the finely smashed snow rice slowly falling down the sky, Saint Zhu Xieyi also looked at the dilapidated tower. The charred Hedong Army Feiyan held the banner of the sun in half, and was pulled down by the ecstatic black-clothed sergeant and fell. Falling in the wind, and planting the black crow flag representing the army in the cloud, he exhaled heavily. This was really not easy. (End of this chapter)