Three thousand cavalry were like wolves entering a herd of sheep. After breaking into the camp of the White Lotus cult bandits, they seemed to have no obstacle and split them into two columns: east and west.
A wide blood trail ran from north to south to the foot of Yanzhou City. Then the leader shot an arrow at the top of the city. Without waiting for Jia Cong to respond, he led his team to kill in the northwest direction.
"grown ups……"
The soldier presented the letter carried by Yujian with both hands, and Jia Cong quickly opened it.
The handwriting in the letter was very familiar to him. It was the handwriting of his teacher Xu Jin. However, the content above was difficult for him to accept. Lu Xiaozu went up to take a look and saw only four words in the letter: No leaving the city!
puff……
Jia Cong almost spat out a mouthful of old blood. The teacher didn't trust him so much, his brave and invincible disciple?
Lu Xiaozu was a little relieved, but in fact he didn't really agree with the soldiers and horses in the city going out to counterattack.
Yanzhou was besieged for six days. The soldiers and civilians in the city suffered heavy casualties. The number of capable soldiers was only 1,780. The remaining young and strong civilians seemed to have a large number, but they could not compare with the ferocious White Lotus Sect's suppression of bandits.
Lu Xiaozu was afraid that Jia Cong was eager to perform meritorious deeds and rushed out of the city regardless of the casualties of the soldiers and civilians. That would be a victory. I was afraid that every family in Yanzhou City would be in a state of poverty, and all the people would be sad.
"Fortunately, Mr. Ioto has thought carefully..."
Lu Xiaozu's muttering was not loud and was drowned in the sound of war drums. Jia Cong stood at the top of the city and stretched out his neck to look at the battle below. He screamed from time to time as if he were the tip of an arrow from the cavalry striker, and his whole body was in a state of excitement.
Dong dong dong dong...
Jia Shiyi had already read the order from Xu Jin and breathed a sigh of relief.
He seized the enemy's panic and ordered the artillery to fire again, trying to harvest the effective strength of the White Lotus Sect bandits and reduce resistance to the imperial army's encirclement and suppression.
woo woo woo woo……
The horns were blown almost simultaneously on the east, west and north sides. Liu Ke, Xu Jin and the Rencheng Guard army coming from the direction of Zouxian arrived at the scheduled assembly point at the same time and launched a general attack.
The cavalry penetrated the White Lotus Army's camp five times in a row, completely disrupting the enemy's formation. It also disrupted the command of Han Tong, Zhang Chongfang and Li Duoyang's men.
It can also be seen from this point that Liu Ke, the loyal and shun king, is really not a playboy. He has hidden deep enough!
Five consecutive battles had exhausted the three thousand cavalry. After piercing through the enemy camp for the last time, they rushed directly to Yanzhou City to rest for a while.
Jia Cong immediately ordered the crossbowmen to cover the area with arrows, and the artillery fire to plow the north bank of the moat to create a safer resting environment for the cavalry brothers.
Han Tong, Zhang Chongfang, and Li Duoyang, now they understand why they have been able to stay in Yanzhou without any hindrance for so many days. It turns out that these are all the conspiracy of the imperial court.
They were like turtles in an urn, trapped under Yanzhou City. It was already too late to escape at this time. If they had not agreed to attack Yanzhou three days ago, there would still be a chance of survival if they went elsewhere...
Alas, it’s all caused by greed!
Zhang Chongfang suddenly said: "We can't get out. The only solution for now is to surrender to the imperial court. We still have a glimmer of hope!"
When Han Tong saw that the elite infantry of the imperial court had entered the White Lotus camp, he looked up to the sky and sighed: "It's God's will. I, Han Tong, am a talented person with knowledge of the world, so what's the use? If you want to surrender, surrender, I can only fight to the death." Fight."
He had rebelled many times since the Zhaowu period, and the county magistrates had killed several of them, so the court would not accept his surrender.
Li Duoyang seemed to be strangling his neck, and after losing his anger, he let go of the handle of the knife in his hand. Zhang Chongfang had a look of defeat on his face. After a long time, he held the handle of the knife behind his back and made a quarrel with the people nearby. He suddenly got angry and slashed Li Duoyang's neck with the knife.
Almost at the same time, his men also drew their swords and slashed at the people around them. In just ten seconds, they killed all the confidants of Han and Li near the Chinese army.
Li Duoyang's body separated and fell under the horse. Han Tong was not dead, but there was a sword hanging on his neck. The person holding the sword was none other than his military advisor Song Jinxing.
Han Tong's face was full of disbelief: "Sir, you..."
Song Jinxing had Han Tong tied up and taught him to Zhang Chongfang's men, and then
With a look of shame in his eyes, he said to Han Tong, "I'm sorry, Prince Ming, I don't want to die!"
Ordinarily, 30,000 bandits could withstand an hour or two, but the reality was so dramatic. When the imperial army rushed into the formation, and after just half an hour of fighting, the brutal fighting that Jia Cong expected did not occur. Instead, it was a one-sided harvest.
"Your Excellency, you are confused? Your Majesty is somewhat short-sighted."
Lu Xiaozu accompanied Jia Cong to watch the siege under the city, and poured a sip of strong wine into his mouth. Then he smiled slightly: "Sir, do you still remember the state of the White Lotus Rebellion when they first attacked the city six days ago? It is not an exaggeration to describe it as being brave and fearless of death, but the two consecutive sieges were thwarted, especially the attack by General Eleven. After injuring Han Tong, the leader of the bandits, the bandits' faith collapsed and they began to fear death."
"The rebels who are afraid of death are just like chickens and dogs in front of the elites of the imperial court. They are completely vulnerable. Moreover, the right army of the Xiaguan Guan rebels is in a mess and has no fighting spirit. It is probably because there is something big inside the White Lotus Sect. question."
As Lu Xiaozu said, the White Lotus Sect's offensive was at its strongest two days before arriving at Yanzhou City. After the attack on the city was frustrated on the second day, the will to fight suddenly declined.
Even if the 30,000-strong army pressed forward today, at least one-third of the troops would still hesitate to move forward.
"Sir, look over there..."
Jia Cong looked in the direction of Lu Xiaozu's finger. On the short hill to the right of the center of the formation, the bright-character flag that originally represented Han Tong had been replaced by a piece of white cloth, which seemed to be someone's underwear...
Is this going to drop?
Since the Qin Dynasty, Zi Ying was dressed in white clothes and surrendered to the king of Han Dynasty. It has been a thousand years of practice to surrender in white clothes.
Lu Xiaozu said with great joy: "We have won, we have won, sir, we have won!"
Compared with Lu Xiaozu's excitement, Jia Cong was unwilling.
There may be many innocent people in the White Lotus Sect who have been deceived, but none of these people here are innocent.
It's too late to surrender until you can't win!
"Come here, open the city gate and follow me out of the city to kill the enemy!"
Lu Xiaozu was shocked and grabbed Jia Cong who turned around to go down to the city: "Why is this, sir?"
"I am receiving a salary from the imperial court. It is my responsibility to kill the enemy bandits. Lu Xiaozu, please don't stop me."
The soldiers of Rongguo Mansion have gathered around Jia Cong, and they are about to walk down the city.
Lu Xiaozu became anxious and lay down directly in front of Jia Cong: "My lord, I know that you are angry because the bandits surrendered, but my lord, you can't kill them!"
Jia Cong didn't bother to argue with him. He raised his feet and was about to cross over, but his legs were hugged.
"Today, I cannot let you leave the city under any circumstances!"
"Step aside……"
"Look, Mr. Qingteng, Mr. Qingteng's army is overwhelming us!"
Jia Shiyi's shout made the two people in a stalemate stop their argument. Lu Xiaozu got up from the ground and returned to the city with Jia Cong.
I saw that the army on the east side had all pressed forward and rushed towards the central army of the White Lotus Sect rebels.
"It's not like being surrendered..."
Lu Xiaozu's eyes widened in disbelief.
In just a short moment, the soldiers' front overwhelmed the bandits on the low hill. When the white flag representing surrender fell down, Lu Xiaozu was stunned.
"This...this...this...Xu Qingteng actually killed Jiang, he actually killed Jiang! Crazy, is he crazy?"
Facing the brave imperial army, the bandits of the White Lotus Sect who had lost their command and fighting spirit were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered. They were killed in just half an hour.
This time, Xu Jin became ruthless and went beyond the loyal and obedient king Liu Ke. As an imperial envoy, he issued a death order to wipe out all the rebels and bandits without surrender. Anyone who violated the rule would not be pardoned!
The four gates of Yanzhou City, which had been closed for six days, were finally slowly opened in the afternoon of the first day of March, welcoming the army into the city.
The people in the city opened their doors one after another and walked out of their houses to enjoy the warm sunshine that they had finally waited for.
Xu Jin just paid it back, and the tiredness on Liu Ke's face was extremely obvious.
The first thing he did when he returned to the Yanzhou government office was to ask someone to prepare hot water, saying he wanted to take a good bath.
Xu Jin ignored the old man's complaints. To be honest, this time he had tricked his young apprentice into a trap with this prince. He was a royal nobleman, and he was mobilized by his letter to follow the gangsters around Yanzhou Mansion. After walking in circles for six or seven days, can you not be tired?
"teacher……"
Jia Cong no longer feels aggrieved. The teacher is afraid that he will inevitably be impeached by the government when he returns to Beijing this time.
Killing and surrendering was considered normal for military generals to do, but it was the first time that Liuyuan Wenkui had done this.
At this time, Jia Cong couldn't care less about the grievance of being used as a pawn, and quickly helped the tired Xu Jin sit down. Just when he was about to talk about killing and surrender, he saw Xu Jin wave his hand with a smile.
"We'll talk about other things later. You immediately arrange for people to go to Qujia Town at the foot of Fangshan Mountain to transport the food."
"Huh? Food?"
Xu Jin nodded and whispered in Jia Cong's ear: "It's all food from the Kong family, enough for Yanzhou to provide disaster relief."
How wealthy the Kong family in Qufu was can be seen from what Xu Jin acquired.
Just to transport a total of 110,000 shi of grain to Yanzhou City, Jia Cong arranged for 3,000 troops to escort more than 10,000 young men to carry it overnight.
After the four gates were opened, the gentry in the city, according to Jia Cong's instructions, organized young men to deal with tens of thousands of corpses inside and outside the city overnight.
The weather has turned sunny and it is already March. As the temperature rises, if these corpses are not disposed of, the plague will soon break out.
"There is no shortage of food for the time being, and medicinal materials must be sent quickly. After the great war and disaster, an epidemic is very likely to break out. You should quickly go to Wenjing and ask the Ministry of Revenue to send the imperial doctor and medicinal materials."
Xu Jin handed a written official document to Lu Xiaozu and rubbed his brows. Two consecutive days of hard work had made him very tired, but Liu Ke had almost wiped out all the officials in Yanzhou City. Except for Hong Shixing, who was busy disposing of corpses outside the city, he and Lu Xiaozu were the only two people who could do anything.
As for the loyal and obedient king Liu Ke and his young apprentice Jia Cong, they are both half-hearted in government affairs, so it would be good if they don't cause trouble.
Lu Xiaozu spread out the prepared memorial in front of Xu Jin, bowed and asked: "Sir, I have already prepared the battle report, please take a look..."
Um……
Xu Jin took a rough look at it and added a few lines with his pen.
"Report it truthfully. You can't hide it. Since I dare to kill and surrender, I am already prepared to be impeached. If it can bring long-term peace and stability to Shandong, what if I give up this black gauze hat?"
The weather is new on March 3, and there are many beautiful people by the waterfront in Chang'an.
The posture is strong, the meaning is distant and true, the texture is fine and the bones are even.
The embroidered clothes shine in late spring, and the golden peacocks and silver unicorns frown.
Since late February, the heavy snowfall in Gyeonggi has stopped, and the sun has been warm for several consecutive days. God finally gave the people in the capital the breath of early spring.
Carriages were coming one after another on the official road in the south of the city. Today there was a ceremony at Da Baoen Temple in the south of the city. Many believers from large and small houses in the city went to attend the meeting. Even the Rongguo Mansion, which was guarding its gates, had two carriages heading to the temple. Baoen Temple.
"Hey!"
The carriage suddenly stopped, and after a moment the coachman drove the carriage to the side of the road and stepped aside.
Mrs.
The leader of the soldiers who escorted him to Bao'en Temple clasped his fists and said, "Back to my mistress, it's the red silk messenger, six hundred miles away!"
Although Mrs. Xing comes from a small family, she has been married to the Rongguo Mansion for several years, so she naturally understands what the red damask messenger represents.
She suddenly remembered Jia She and Jia Lian who had gone to Jiangnan, and Jia Cong in Shandong, and hurriedly ordered: "They are from the south. You should quickly arrange for someone to go and find out where the six hundred mile express is related to our family." relation."
"I obey, I will make arrangements now."
The soldiers retreated, and soon the clatter of horse hooves galloped past the carriage.
Mrs. Xing opened the car curtain a little and saw several light-armored cavalry carrying a golden dragon flag with a red background on their backs, passing quickly.
Everyone passed by, and there was a faint sound in my ears.
There was a burst of shouting: "Six hundred miles of hurry, a great victory in Shandong, a great victory for the army and the army, and the thirty thousand white lotus bandits will be killed in Yanzhou!"
Wow!
The curtain of a carriage behind was suddenly opened, and Daiyu looked in the direction of the sound. Unfortunately, the Hong Ling Messenger had turned into a black spot and headed straight for the capital.
"Second sister, I seem to have heard about the great victory of Yanzhou..."
Yingchun's face was filled with surprise. She held Daiyu's hand and said, "Yes, it's Brother Cong... Yanzhou is a great victory!"
If there is a place that Yingchun and Daiyu are most concerned about these days, it is Yanzhou City where Jia Cong is located.
The old lady was traumatized by the sudden fright. These days, even with Jia Jing's guarantee, she still lingers on the bedside.
After all, it was because he was getting older, and even after thinking about it for several days, he only felt a little more energetic after drinking the decoction.
Today, Mrs. Xing took her two girls out to visit the Da Baoen Temple. Firstly, she prayed for the old lady, and secondly, she also prayed for the peace and blessings of the men outside the Rongguo Mansion.
"Second sister, how about we talk to my aunt and return to Beijing first."
Daiyu now really wants to know the specific situation in Yanzhou, and where she still has the time to go to the hospital.
But he saw an old nanny getting off the carriage in front of her. She approached and said, "Second Miss, Miss Lin, Madam said that she has arranged for someone to go back to Beijing to inquire about the news. Please don't worry, two girls."
Yingchun winked at Daiyu, making Daiyu blush.
The team in front resumed normal driving, and the two people started talking in the carriage after lowering the curtain.
The atmosphere in Rongguo Mansion has become a bit depressing these days, and even Baoyu does not dare to make noise in Rongxi Hall.
The old lady leaned on the pillow, and Yuanyang finished feeding her the decoction in the small bowl. After rinsing her mouth, the old lady ate a sweet plum, which finally relieved the bitterness in her mouth.
"The medicine given by Imperial Doctor Yang is getting more and more bitter. It has not worked for several days. Please stop."
Yuanyang waited for the old lady to finish the medicine, tidied the bed, and then said with a smile: "Good medicine is bitter. I can see that you have been looking much better these past two days." Royal Physician Yang also said yesterday that the old lady was too worried this time, and the medicine was not good enough. Well, acupuncture and moxibustion are just superficial treatments, so you have to relax. Heart problems can still be cured with heart medicine. Once the letter from the third master arrives, I can guarantee that the old lady will be cured."
The old lady listened to Yuanyang Baba's long words of comfort and said with a smile: "Every time you say these words over and over again, you can't find new words. You, you'd better go to Dongfu to ask Jing'er first and take a look. Is there any news from the court? Yanzhou is under siege, and Brother Cong has not said a word to send him home. I really can't let go."
In the past, how could the old lady care so much about Jia Cong, her concubine and grandson.
But it's different now. After so many things, the old lady saw clearly that even if his eldest son could be granted the title of Marquis, it was inextricably linked to Jia Cong.
And she had a feeling that the future of this concubine was limitless.
Two generations of emperors valued him, and the Supreme Emperor personally selected famous people as his teachers. This was to train confidants for future emperors.
At that time, Jia Jing and Jia She, who were the prince's companions, did not receive such treatment. Maybe the Jia family would have a third prince.
Not long after Yuanyang left the Rongxi Hall, before she could reach the side door, she saw Rong's grandma Qin Keqing walking over with a face full of joy.
"My slave, please pay your respects to Grandma Rong..."
"Stop being so busy saluting, take me to my ancestor's house, there will be a big happy event!"
Qin Keqing raised the letter in his hand, changed from his usual calmness, pulled the mandarin duck to rush to Rongxi Hall, and said to him again and again: "The red damask messenger hastened for six hundred miles to deliver the good news. Yanzhou has won a great victory, and the White Lotus Sect rebels have been killed. Cong Third uncle asked Hong Ling’s messenger to return home a letter, my grandfather is still in the palace, and he just asked his soldiers to deliver the letter back.”
After reading the letter home from Jia Cong, the old lady's originally pale face turned red and she coughed repeatedly.
Yuanyang and Qin Keqing fed him water and stroked his chest and back, finally allowing him to calm down.
"Slave, please go ask the doctor right now..."
The old lady stopped Yuanyang and said, "I'm fine.
I'm fine. Brother Rong’s wife, please write a letter for me and send it to Shandong..."
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