"What happened? How could he die?" Guo Ning asked again.
The messenger opened his mouth repeatedly, only to make a "ho ho" sound from his throat. Accompanying his breath was a stench that Guo Ning was familiar with. It was the smell caused by the decay of the wounds of a dying person. It was mixed with the smell of blood and was very choking.
"Jie Shuai, let me ask in detail." Xu Jin said.
Guo Ning nodded, stood up from the messenger, waved to the medical officer: "I will clean up a quiet room in my courtyard, place the messenger properly, and be sure to take care of it."
The medical officer was an acquaintance, and he was the one who poured cold water on Tu Shanhang at the Xiangjunhe camp that day. After listening to Guo Ning's instructions, he took a few steps forward and whispered, "Jie Shuai, there is no need to go to such trouble, this person will not survive."
"Um?"
"When he came, he had already suffered several serious injuries from swords and guns, and some of the injuries went straight to his organs... We gave him a thick soup made from ginseng and aconite, which lifted his spirits. It was for the patient to regain his senses. If Xu Canjun asks a few more questions about the strong medicine, he is afraid that it will not work..."
"Hey!" Guo Ning was immediately angry.
Just as he was about to curse, he remembered what he had just said, asking the medical officer to revive the person first, so he could only sigh: "You really, really did it..."
The medical officer's face was filled with fear, but Guo Ning said a few words of comfort and returned to the study.
"I feel a little stuffy, so open the window."
The subordinates opened the windows on both sides of the study, letting in the evening breeze. Everyone was speechless, waiting for Xu Jin to ask about the situation.
After a while, Xu Jin came back with a frown.
"How about it?"
"He said that he was Yang An'er's guard. After Yang An'er led his troops into Huaishang, he fought several times with Wanyan Congtan, a close general under King Sui's tent, but could not penetrate deep. One day, he led his own Qingqi and went to Linhuan. Longshan Temple explored the terrain and was ambushed by Wanyan Congtan's Qingqi. Yang An'er died on the spot, and then the army collapsed. The messenger came with a few subordinates to report, hoping to ask Commander Genjie to send troops to help them. Because they were attacked along the way. Robbery and killing, that’s why we ended up in such a miserable situation.”
The questions were detailed enough, and it seemed that the strong medicine really worked.
In the silence, someone wondered: "What kind of person is Wanyan Congtan? Does he have such ability?"
Someone else asked: "The military report said before that there were about ten thousand elite soldiers brought to Huaishang by Yang An'er, right? Even if all these ten thousand people died, there would still be at least hundreds of thousands under the leaders of the red coat army. We may not have enough troops to attack, but we have more than enough to defend ourselves. Why are you so anxious to come to our door?"
Xu Yan replied: "We still need to wait for further news on the specific battle situation. But when it comes to why this person turned to our commander for help... the huge power of the Red Coat Army was completely united by Yang An'er's personal prestige. On weekdays, There are still internal strife and fires. As soon as Yang An'er dies, the various ministries will immediately fall apart. The weak ones will either take risks to protect themselves, or be eliminated and annexed, while the strong ones will fight and attack each other."
The man still didn't understand and continued to ask: "Xu Canjun, what I mean is that we have no friendship with Yang An'er. What does his bodyguard ask us to do? And who sent him here? It's not necessarily..."
This official had not been involved in Ding Haijun for a long time, and he was still unclear about the complicated friend-enemy involvement between Ding Haijun and the Red Coat Army. Monk Luo coughed twice, stood up and said, "Since the next news will have to wait for two days, Jie Shuai, let the troops be on alert for now, right?"
Guo Ning stood behind the desk and looked up at a map of Shandong on the wall.
Yang An'er is dead?
He gathered hundreds of thousands of troops and occupied most of Shandong. As a result, he launched a vigorous attack on Nanjing Road. He died before even achieving any results? He was always a heroic figure, could he die so easily?
This change came so suddenly that Guo Ning was caught off guard.
Guo Ning was never optimistic about the future of the Red Coat Army. He and his subordinates all believed that although the Red Coat Army was powerful, it had no foundation, and the internal factions were complicated and difficult to control. Therefore, all the previous plans made by Ding Haijun were in vain. It was based on the failure of the Red Coat Army.
But everyone also feels that such a huge force is not enough to attack, but it is more than enough to protect itself. Considering that many officers and soldiers of the Red Coat Army have a deep hatred against the Jin Dynasty, even if they lose continuously on the battlefield, they can still persist for a long time relying on their operations in the remote mountains and dangerous places.
At least, hold on until after this autumn harvest.
By that time, Ding Haijun's strength has expanded again, and Guo Ning will have enough strength to support any decision he makes.
But what now?
Over in Liaodong, the territory of the two states has just been acquired and still needs to be digested and absorbed. Heavy troops need to be deployed from Shandong to secure it. Contacts with various warlords in the Northeast have just begun, and the benefits have not been seen yet, so investment is needed. There are many resources.
From a certain perspective, the power Guo Ning can mobilize in Shandong has actually been weakened in the past two months.
It happened that Yang An'er died at this time.
Once he dies, the Red Coat Army will inevitably be in chaos. King Sui on the Nanjing Road side and the servant San Anzhen of the new Xuanfu Envoy on the other side of Hebei will immediately go all out to reach out to Shandong.
Can the leaders of the Red Coat Army, who are falling apart and fighting among themselves, be able to withstand it?
Guo Ning was not familiar with Sui Wang Wanyan Shouxu and Hebei Xuanfu envoy Pu San Anzhen. But Guo Ning knew how much Tu Shanyi valued King Sui when he was still alive. Tu Shanyi regarded Pusan Anzhen as an important ally, and Guo Ning also knew it.
There will be no problem with Tu Danyi's vision, and these two people must have the means and talents.
Perhaps in this month or two months, the forces of these two parties will penetrate deep into Shandong. The Red Coat Army, which was originally regarded as a treasure by Guo Ning, is likely to be divided and devoured by these two families!
Once the Red Coat Army is defeated and the power of the imperial court is forced under the eyes of Ding Haijun, it will be a serious threat that is far more dangerous than the Red Coat Army.
Of course, Pusan Anzhen, who came from the Zhongdu court, and King Sui, who controlled Henan, were not from the same family. If the forces of these two families come into contact in Shandong, they will inevitably conflict with each other. Ding Haijun will advance and retreat between the two, which may not be able to open up a new situation.
But Ding Haijun itself is already a behemoth covering the five states. How can it be so easy to stay humble and remain small? The corpse of a certain close attendant is still floating in the sea!
If you remain low and do nothing, the Jin army will have its neck cut off. How will you deal with it then?
Guo Ning has always been fierce in tactics, but influenced by that big dream in strategy, he likes to play steadily and step by step. However, taking things step by step does not mean sitting back and watching the situation change.
According to Monk Luo, is it just the troops on alert? That's definitely not enough to scare people.
After all, Guo Ning has long been interested in Shandong territory. No matter what, no one else can be allowed to interfere.
Whoever dares to reach out will have his hand chopped off!
Guo Ning sighed, turned around and said to everyone: "It's only been a few days since the comfortable days, and it's time to get busy again! As the saying goes, if you don't advance, you will retreat. Although we strive to be steady, when things happen, we have to face the difficulties. That’s all I need to do. Everyone, please spare no effort and help me.”
All the civil and military officials bowed: "Please give me your orders, Commander-in-Chief."
"The grain and fodder business going to Zhongdu and Liaodong will be stopped for a moment. I will use all the grain. The Chief Affairs Secretary will do his best to arrange the grain and fodder baggage."
"yes."
"The arrangements of Han Xuan and other ministries remain unchanged. However, the five armies directly under the Dinghaijunjiedushifu were immediately prepared and ready to be dispatched at any time. The aforementioned arrangements for winning the lottery of five thousand troops in Yinhu were completed within ten days in advance. "
"As commanded."
"The subordinates of the envoys of the three prefectures in Denglai should have a reserve of about 9,000 troops, and they will mobilize 5,000 troops to supplement the five armies. At the same time, they are allowed to sign local troops of 5,000 to make up for the vacancies."
"yes!"
"In addition, please invite Mr. Liang Xunyi. He is a serious doctor from Taichang, and his literary talent must be good. Ask him to write a decent letter for me. Well, the letter says that I am a Shandong propaganda man. The envoy is about to raise an army to attack the Red Coat Army."
Several civil servants immediately knew that Commander Jie had the knife in his hand, ready to see blood, but not ready to fight openly.
The cover of Shandong Xuanfu Envoy is about to be used.
Yi La Chucai responded respectfully: "Understood, I'll go ask Mr. Liang."
(End of chapter)
