"Isn't Cheng Dejun always known for his cunning and good conspiracy? Is it possible that there is fraud in it?"
Sun Kaolao, a general who also came from the Sager Tribe next to Li Cunxiao, said:
"It's okay. This winter, we abandon the camp and leave the whole division with a single blow. If we hesitate halfway, why should we be our army? And the horse team continues to advance, and the steppers slowly respond."
Li Cunxiao shook his head slightly and said:
"promise.."
Both left and right immediately bowed and then hurried away. However, the following soldiers and horses even went to Tongxian, Xiangyuan, Shexian, Licheng, Lucheng, Tunliu and other places, but failed to meet the tail of the Chengde army. It is as if these Hebei soldiers disappeared overnight. Like it.
It was not until Li Cunxiao, who was in the wind and snow, arrived at the Shangdang City (now Changzhi, Shanxi), Luzhou Zhisuo, before he saw the Chengde Army's black-bottomed white goose flag on the city's head again. However, Li Cunxiao was bold enough to look at the master of art, and took the initiative to approach the city without stopping in the intermittent wind and snow for temptation and detection.
However, this temptation made him draw some clues. Except for the banners standing on the head of the city, there was no response in a lifeless state, and there was no movement even to shoot arrows to expel them, snoopers. This could not help Li Cunxiao with new ideas.
The next moment, Sha Tuo, who had caught up one after another, rode in the wind and snow, and raised up loudly and loudly outside the gates scattered across the four cities. During this time, there were horse teams stepping through the snow and galloping continuously. It looked like a thousand troops. Ma is like an endless general army.
So not long after, the achievements of the Shangdang were opened from the inside out; a group of trembling people came out and worshipped them in all kinds of shatuo soldiers under the banner of the Hedong Army. Li Cunxiao couldn't help feeling very happy when he saw this. This was obviously because he had seen through the empty city plan left by the German army.
Immediately he ordered the drums to gather the troops and horses, and then went into the city to preempt the first place in Luzhou. However, soon after the wind and snow stopped, the representatives of the elders elected by the civilians in the city realized that this Hedong army was worth four or five thousand, and most of them were dressed up in fur coats and hats, and I couldn't help feeling regretful in my heart.
However, the Sha Tuo Army who entered the city has already been equipped with swords and guns, and they cannot be repeated. At this moment, Li Cunxiao was not eager to indulge these icy drinks, meals and snow, all the way to the tired subordinates plundering the city; on the contrary, they restrained their efforts; he sent out a handful of Chinese military officials in the army. To appease these representatives of the elders and order them to give money and food.
After all, it is already his unexpected joy to be able to take down Shangdang City all the way. What's more, even the Shatuo children who are accustomed to the wind and snow outside the Great Wall will inevitably be tired and tired. Sleepiness is aggravated. Therefore, even if the Chengde army is still present, he will not pursue it anymore.
However, after a long while, the noise and clamor from the city caused Li Cunxiao to frown and sternly said to the left and right:
"Outrageous, didn't I say, don't act rashly when you just enter the city..."
"As long as they have any thoughts and misses, they will wait until the city is stabilized before making plans. Could it be that they can't bear this moment."
"If this breaks my major business, even if a hundred heads are cut off, it won't be enough...I'm not hurrying to investigate and contain it!!"
Following Li Cunxiao’s stern words and rushing out, the generals were able to disappear between the high walls of the city. The next moment a few bloody and messy generals rushed over from the street on the other end, still in their mouths. Shouted in exclamation:
"All Generals, it's not good,"
"An unknown man and horse in the south of the city rushed in along the wide open south gate, collided with the children who were going to receive defense, and started fighting on the spot."
"what.."
At this moment, Li Cunxiao couldn't help being shocked in his heart: Could it be that Cheng Dejun took advantage of this empty city to kill a carbine.
However, the next moment Li Cunxiao personally led his men to fight, and stood on the tallest flying dragon platform in the city (the old house in Luzhou where Li Longji used to be), only to realize that the streets were constantly attacking and killing along the south gate. The earthy-yellow moon-wheel banner fluttering in the cold wind.
"Heyang Army, how could it be Heyang Army?"
Someone around Li Cunxiao yelled out.
"Where is Cheng Dejun, where is Cheng Dejun?"
To the east of the Taihang Mountains, Hebei is also covered by snow. Chengde Jiedushi/Zhenyi Jiedushi, Zhenzhou Metropolitan Governor’s office, Zhending City has been guarded by three steps, one guard, five steps and one post, and it is already a cold wind. Rainy, low-pitched atmosphere.
Because he has steadily ruled the backbone of the three generations of Wang's family in Chengde Town, and the contemporary Jidu envoy, the king of Changshan, Wang Jingchong, who has been in office for seventeen years and is highly regarded, is still at the time when the oil is exhausted and the medicine is useless. And if it's a candle in the wind, he might breathe for another moment at any time.
However, to make matters worse, Wang Rong, the prince and eldest son, had yet to return when he was on the expedition to the Zhaoyi Army. Now there is even more private news that the heavy snow accumulation in Hedong cut off the Jingxing and other tunnels between Hedong and Hebei, so it seems that it will not be able to catch up with the king to send it to the end.
Therefore, even in the back house of Jieya and the mansion where the Wang's relatives live, there is a gloomy and uneasy feeling of people; the rich family in the city is even more than a small family, closing the door and staying at home. .
Because, as a practice from generation to generation, in the process of power change in Jiezhen, it is often accompanied by fierce battles and the probability of bloodshed. And these wealthy families with wealthy surnames and homes of large families are used to calm down the upset dental soldiers after the incident, or the best sacrifices and rewards of other warrior groups.
And this atmosphere of tension and panic came with the arrival of the right capital Yuhou Liang Gongru, the Dutuan training envoy Li Honggui, and the defensive officer Yang Shengding, who had arrived outside the city one after another. The dark tide was pushed to the top between the turbulent waves.
However, after these subordinates and veterans entered the city, they waited for two days in some inexplicable torment before they ushered in the summons from Jieya, which was told by the haggard judge Zhou Shi himself. They, the newcomers who have just returned from a coma at the present festival, want to meet them for the last time, and to explain the funeral.
Therefore, when Liang Gongru, Li Honggui, Yang Shengding and other dozens of people walked into the familiar section one after another, they found that the originally heavily guarded dental soldiers in the corridors of the hall belonged to them. Many of them have been removed; and their relatives. Soldiers and defenders were also allowed to enter the front yard of the Jieya as a stand-by.
This result couldn't help but make Liang Gongru and others face down, but they couldn't help but settle in their hearts. Some people can’t help but wonder whether this means that the hearts of the people in the festival have begun to distract; therefore, the king who has been firmly in charge of virtue for seventeen years has to rely on them, the old ministries who used to follow them for many years. Stabilize the situation.
Some people also wonder whether this is an opportunity. Although they dare not expect to shake the three generations of the Wang family and rule the foundation and inertia of the seven states of Germany, if they can use this as a condition, they will never be able to rush back in time. , To obtain better conditions and more authority is also a good thing to go smoothly.
However, some people have secretly speculated about a certain possibility. Now the commander-in-chief, Wang Rong, cannot return his soldiers, and the three generations of the Wang family in Chengde are already luxuriant, whether they can "convince" the old marshal before his death and change his course. Another son will inherit the family property; what about the possibility that they will be assisted by these veterans
With this uneven mindset, the generals walked to the Jumin Hall, which was full of strong medicinal odors, mixed with strong spices and could not conceal the peculiar smell, dedicated to Wang Jingchong's recuperation of the sick. But I found that even those slaves and servants in groups are not much, and the cry of Ji concubines is still faintly heard from inside the door.
And Zhou Shi, who was in charge of leading the way, became more and more frustrated, his shoulders drooping as if he was about to collapse in the next moment, and he made a calm hiss:
"Please also weigh the king and the sick body, don't make a loud noise..."
However, this sentence seemed to stimulate the minds of some people, and he took a stride without hesitation before he collapsed; then other generals hesitated for a while and followed them in, but they did not want to do this again. Lagged behind.
Then they went straight through the multiple curtains under the beams and pillars and saw that behind the last layer of Shu brocade tents, Wang Jingchong, who was half leaning against the soft fur on the upper head, was so thin that he bowed in his heart. To salute yourself:
"See King..."
"Jin'an on the festival..."
"I wish I could be handsome..."
Wang Jingchong, who seemed to have nothing less angry, raised his hand slightly when he heard the sound, and made a few weak syllables intermittently:
"Thank you...you...you are"
"Go... before... speak... words"
The generals, each with an expression of worry and sadness, stepped forward to meet and ask for instructions again. It was only after they successively asked for instructions/testing that Wang Jingchong reopened his words:
"Everyone... Mind... I... Already... Ming..."
"Such as........ Today... Only ask for..... Matter..."
"But the king, please tell me..."
The generals couldn't help but bowed again to receive the words:
"I... Go here... Jiuquan... It's too lonely..."
Wang Jingchong said here as if he burst out with the greatest strength in his life and shouted:
"Please also...you guys...find the way for me first or two..."
"what!!"
As his words were not over, the door of the outer room was closed with a bang, and in front of these uproaring generals, many swordsmen and axe hands draped in their entire bodies suddenly emerged from the two compartments and the side walls, almost Without an interruption, these generals who hurriedly drew their swords and swords were surrounded by Tuantuan. . .
Outside, the commander Duan Liang, the commander of the chase wind, and the commander Ma Ke, who have always followed Wang Rong’s order, have already instructed the crossbowmen, platoons of knives, and spearmen who have emerged from all directions to bring these generals into the festival. All the soldiers and retinues who came from the ya were shot and chopped down in the inner courtyard for waiting and resting.
And after a while, amidst the stumps of limbs and arms that fell to the ground and the heavy blood; Wang Jingchong, who was flushed, also used the last bit of strength in his life to hold on tightly to temporarily leave the army behind, and Qingqi sneaked back, and knelt in front of him, crying Wang Rong's shoulder said:
"Yes... for my son... do it, just... only... these are..."
"Hope... hold on... the foundation..."
In the next moment, Wang Rong, with a sad face and red eyes, walked out of Jumian Hall in white hemp, head and belt; what greeted him was filled with Jieya, with countless open flames and staff wearing filial armor ; As he walked through it, bursts of clamors and shouts broke out one after another:
"On the festival..."
"On the festival..."
And the sound that erupted in the office during this period, vaguely penetrated the wind and snow, and spread to the inner city and outer corners under the dark sky; but the quiet martial arts people shivered and couldn't sleep through the night. Because, it also means that such a bloody night has just begun. (End of this chapter)