"...Uncle Mao, don't talk about that. Just say that you killed the lie. Who do you think can't sit still?"
It was already night, and there was still some winter chill in the humble room. Speaking of this, Mao Yishan and Hou Wu looked at the young man who spoke, looked at each other again, and laughed in unison.
"Brother Luo..."
"Speaking of which, he went to Shandong and mingled with Zhu Biao, the commander of the army. He was also a ruthless man. Maybe he could win some big heads in the future?"
"I heard that a man named Liu Guangji was killed a few years ago."
"That's the boss of the puppet army. There's no end to it. Brother Luo has always wanted to kill the head of Jurchen... Lazy? That's the name of the head left in the Central Plains on Jurchen East Road..."
Mao Yishan and Hou Wu are not low rankings in the Huaxia Army. If you want to inquire about many things, of course, you can find out, but one of them is concentrating on fighting, the other has turned to logistics, and the information on the front line is still vague. Not too much digging. Haha said a few words at this time, and Hou Yuanyong, who is currently in the intelligence department, took over the topic of his father's generation.
"Uncle Luo is indeed in the area of Liangshan now, but there may be some problems in attacking Lazy. They repelled hundreds of thousands of puppet troops before, and later defeated Gao Zongbao. I heard that Luo Luo took the initiative to attack Gao Zongbao. The head, but people fled too quickly when the situation was not good, and Uncle Luo finally didn't take the head down."
Hou Yuanyong said it funny: "Not only Gao Zongbao, last year in Xuzhou, Uncle Luo also proposed to take the initiative to kill Wang Shitong. The plan was made, and Wang Shitong was turned against. As a result, Uncle Luo has only killed Wang Shitong until now. With Liu Guangji, if he heard about Uncle Mao's credit, he would definitely be envious."
Among the five remaining people after beheading Yan Loushi that year, Luo Ye was always babbling about his ambition to kill a Jurchen general, and the rest of them only came to know later. Zhuo Yongqing chopped up the Lou room inexplicably, and was recited by Luo Ye for several years. Luo Ye often drooled non-stop when anyone in the army made an occasional gain. This thing started off as an innocuous personal hobby, and then it became a joke for everyone to talk about.
Of course, a joke is a joke. Luo Ye was born in a big family, has advanced thinking, and has both civil and military skills. He is the backbone of the young generals brought out by Ning Yi, and the one led by his subordinates is also the real sharp knife group in the Huaxia Army. Winning the first place, there is absolutely no ambiguity in actual combat.
Among the Huaxia Army, it is widely rumored that the more than 20,000 people trained in the Tibetan area have the highest combat strength, but the highest combat strength is the average value. Dayang's troops are all made up of veterans, and the Southwest troops are mixed with many new recruits. Some There are bound to be shortcomings. But if the troops with the highest combat power are drawn, the two sides are still at a similar peak.
The representative of this peak, Mao Yishan's team is extremely solid in attack and defense, and can be listed. The team led by Luo Ye also has flexible qualities on the basis of Mao Yishan's team, and it is a stable peak lineup. In every battle, he never loses Mao Yishan, but he often can't kill any famous leader. During the three years of Xiao Canghe, Luo Ye often pretended to sigh, and over time, it became an interesting topic.
At this time, Mao Yishan, Hou Wu, and Hou Yuanyong couldn't help but laugh. After a while, Mao Yishan said, "Then... what's the situation in Shandong? Why do you say Xiaoyong, he can't kill Lazy? ?"
"It's also an estimate." Hou Yuanyong's smile narrowed, "The area where Uncle Luo, Master Liu, and Commander Zhu are in is too hard. According to the news from the front line, people's livelihood has basically been defeated, and there are no crops. Next year There may be no seedlings left, and the people near Liangshan are struggling to survive by relying on the things in the water, but they are all too hungry."
Hou Yuanyong sighed: "Our third division played well in Xuzhou, and we managed to recruit tens of thousands of horses, but before we crossed the Yellow River, the food supply had bottomed out. The situation on the other side of the Yellow River was even more embarrassing, and there was no room for response. After crossing the river, many people starved to death, so there was no way to bring the people who were recruited. Finally, I asked Jindi to ask my grandfather to borrow some food, so that the main force of the third division could reach Liangshanbo smoothly. Defeat Gao Zongbao In the future, they robbed some logistics, but it was only enough, and most of the supplies were used to repay the debt of the female prime minister in Jin."
"Is it so difficult..." Mao Yishan muttered.
Hou Yuanyong nodded: "In the area of Liangshan, people's livelihood is already difficult. More than ten years ago, before the war, the people's livelihood was difficult. After more than ten years of fighting, the situation of cannibalism occurs every year. He said that he would not let people live. So this is the situation now. I heard from a few friends of the General Staff that the best way to start the spring next year is to borrow some seedlings from Nengjin and wait until autumn. The vitality may recover a little, but there is another problem in the middle, before the fall, Zongfu Zongbi's East Route Army will return from the south, whether it can block this wave is also a big problem."
Hou Yuanyong drew a simple sketch on the ground with a chai branch: "The current situation is that Shandong is very difficult to fight. It seems that it can only be beaten out, but it is unrealistic. The army of the Wu Dynasty led by Wang Shanyue, as well as their family members, did not have much to eat. There were hundreds of thousands of puppet troops around them who also had no food. These puppet troops had no food, so they could only bully the people and occasionally give Uncle Luo If they make a little mess, if they want to fight, Uncle Luo can beat them a hundred times, but what if they are defeated? There is no way to collect them, because there is no food at all."
"Tailan is now defending Datong. From Liangshan to Datong, how the past is a problem, logistics is a problem, and fighting is also a problem. It is impossible to attack from the front. Play some intrigue, this person is known for being cautious. Before In the battle of Daming Mansion, he responded to all changes with no change, and almost dragged Commander Zhu and the others to death. So speaking of it now, the situation in Shandong may be the most difficult one in the future. The only hope is Yes, after the Jindi side broke the game, can you let that female minister help one or two?"
In the Huaxia Army, veteran soldiers such as Hou Wu and Mao Yishan whose style has been finalized, are not meticulous in their thinking, and they are more based on experience rather than analysis. But among the young people, because of Ning Yi's deliberate guidance, it is quite fashionable for young soldiers to talk about the current situation and exchange new ideas at gatherings.
At this time, seeing Hou Yuanyong talking eloquently about the situation, although the two have different opinions in their hearts, they are also quite relieved. Mao Yishan said: "That's still... At the end of the rebellion year, Yuan Yong was only twelve years old when he arrived at Xiao Canghe, I still remember... Now he's really mature... "
Hou Wu smiled and shook his head: "Young man, you lack momentum. Since there is no other way to go, you should play a conspiracy. Maybe the people in Shandong are already playing the idea of Datong."
Hou Yuanyong also laughed: "Father, that's not what you said, that lazy person really does everything well. When people are determined to guard, they will suffer a big loss if they underestimate the enemy."
"Then you have to try, or you will die." Hou Wudao, "And you are a child, always thinking of relying on others, and Liao Yiren's gang of traitors in Jin Dynasty have also failed. Don’t pay attention, according to your analysis, I estimate that Datong’s risk must still be taken.”
Although he felt that his son was right in his heart, hitting the child at this time was considered an instinctive behavior as a father. Who knew this, the expression on Hou Yuanyong's face suddenly became three-pointed, and he sat down a little in high spirits.
"No, no, Dad, Uncle Mao, this is your old-fashioned, I don't know, Mr. Ning has an affair with that female prime minister..." He made a wretched gesture with both hands, and then quickly put it down, "... There is a story."
"what story?"
"Mr. Ning and Lou Shuwan from Jindi, we knew each other in the early years... before the war, that was when Fang La rebelled in Hangzhou, don't you know... The female prime minister was the representative of Xiao Canghe back then. Tiger King came to do business, but their story is too long... Mr. Ning killed Lou Shuwan's father and brother..."
This is the disadvantage of the high frequency of information exchange led by Ning Yi. A group of young people who enjoy exchanging information and digging for clues gathered together. It may not be possible to let go of military secrets. When it comes to gossip, many things can't help but be added to the story. Mao Yishan, Hou Wu and others may have only heard a few clues about these things back then, but in the eyes of Hou Yuanyong's generation, it seems to have become a sensational legend.
The two middle-aged people were skeptical at first, but later, although they only listened to the story in their hearts, they couldn't help but be excited about it.
"... I'm not lying. Back then... before the Battle of Xia Village, Dad and Uncle Mao had not met Mr. Ning at all, Mr. Ning already knew Mrs. Hongti from Lu Liangshan. … At that time, that lady had a famous name in Luliang, called Blood Bodhisattva, and she killed many more people than you, Uncle Mao…”
"There is this thing, there is this thing, I have heard the name of the Blood Bodhisattva..." Hou Wu touched his chin and nodded again and again.
"... At that time, Mr. Ning planned to go to Luliang Mountain to train as a soldier. When he came here, Miss Lou came to Qingmu Village for the first time on behalf of the Tiger King... I'm not talking nonsense, many people know that today's Zhu Jun from Shandong Chang was in charge of protecting Mr. Ning at that time... and the person who saw this incident with his own eyes was Teacher Yuwen, who taught shooting, Yuwen Feidu..."
"Instructor Yuwen really followed Mr. Ning very early..." Mao Yishan's shadow nodded again and again.
"...So, this is what Instructor Yuwen told people personally, and it was confirmed by someone... That day when Lou girl saw Mr. Ning, it was a small room that she found in private. As soon as they met, the woman had a big temper, so she held a teacup. The pillow was thrown at Mr. Ning, and people outside heard it... She cried and said to Mr. Ning, "You bastard, why don't you die... Dad, I'm not talking nonsense... "
"You said you said..."
"... So don't we have someone to look after the industry in Jindi... Back then, when Tiger King wanted to kill Lou Shuwan, the big shopkeeper Dong Fangxian went there. Kacha, did Tiger King... Dad, Uncle Mao, you still have the inside story. I don't know, wasn't Mr. Ning pretending to be dead at that time, he actually went to Jindi himself. When Jindi was in turmoil, Mr. Ning was there, I can find out... Mr. Ning and shopkeeper Dong are all there, what a lineup Ah, how can the Tiger King hold up..."
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"...So, the general staff said that the girl is her own..."
"I'm just telling Dad and Uncle Mao about this..."
"... Mr. Ning's face is thin, this matter is not allowed to be said, but it is not a big deal... "
"...So what does it have to do with Jindi asking for food..."
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"Cough, that's not what you said." Among the silhouettes illuminated by the firelight, Hou Wu touched his chin and couldn't help but teach his son the truth of life, "It's a bit shameless to talk to your own woman like this."
"The fifth brother makes some sense." Mao Yishan agreed.
"What's so embarrassing about that?" Hou Yuanyong frowned, looking at the two old-fashioned, "... This is all for China!"
The three of them talked about such boring gossip in the room, and the cold winter night became warm. At this time, the oldest Hou Wu was getting old, and the scars on his face were no longer ferocious when he softened. He used to be very murderous, but now he smiles like an old farmer. Mao Yishan is wrapped in bandages and has a strong physique. He has killed many enemies over the years. He no longer hesitates when facing enemies. When facing relatives and friends, he is already an exceptionally reliable elder and backbone.
Hou Yuanyong is already twenty-four years old. In front of his parents, his eyes are still a little immature, but he already has a beard under his jaw. In front of his companions, he can already set foot on the battlefield as a reliable comrade-in-arms. In the past ten years, he has experienced the development of Xiaocanghe, the years of staying behind during the arduous battle of his father's generation, experienced a great transition, and experienced the depression, desolation and consequent consequences of Hedeng three counties. Great construction, experienced the heroic leap out of Liangshan, and finally came here...