Chapter 108 Making a decision
What Qian Yuchuan lacks is humanity, but not ability. Otherwise, it would have been impossible to ruin Nanyang like this. Those who were harmed still regard him as a savior: not only the violent fools regard Lord Qian's instructions as supreme, but also the majority of them regard him as the savior. Most of the victims who had been humiliated in various ways had pinned all their hopes on him before they died, hoping that Master Qian would no longer be deceived by the bad guys and Xiaoxiao and seek justice for themselves.
Qian Yuchuan never expected that the tens of thousands of cannon fodder sent out in the first batch could defeat Guan Shengyun. The meaning of these lives was just to consume his combat power. Qian Yuchuan had already told Chen Boxen, Master Kang and others what he was thinking: at worst, half of the people in Nanyang would die! As for the thieves, if one of them is dead, how can they afford to waste it with us? When this matter is settled, the court will be exempted from taxes for a few years. If half of the people were removed, the land would still be there! In addition to some of the good land within your own circle, you can also sell the good land to wealthy households in surrounding counties, and temporarily distribute the rest to the survivors, which will definitely be able to exchange for their more heartfelt gratitude and support! Then, after everyone has opened up the wasteland and matured it, it will naturally be time to play the previous game again - it would be great if another enemy could appear at this time! I just don’t know if it will happen... Well, this can happen, and it must happen! The enemy is the core force that firmly gathers all the targets of oppression to your side! Well, if there really isn't one, Mr. Qian wouldn't mind helping them make one from time to time!
So when Qian Yuchuan heard the report from his confidants who were sent out to observe the results of the battle, that the first batch of people were killed and injured by the thieves' arrows, not only was he not surprised, but he smiled contemptuously: I have many lives, do you have so many arrows? With a wave of his hand, he calmly prepared to send the second batch of high-spirited cannon fodder to the slaughterhouse.
"Today's Dongpo pork is too greasy. I'll have to change it later." Just after giving instructions to the cook waiting aside, Qian Yuchuan suddenly came up with a new idea and couldn't help but get excited - "With The people share weal and woe, Master Qian won’t eat meat anymore!” If this word gets out, those guys will be even more grateful with snot and tears!
After dinner, the sky darkened and the servants lit lanterns. When Qian Yuchuan returned to the back hall, two beautiful maids came to greet him and helped him take off his official uniform. Qian Yuchuan leaned back lazily in his chair, rubbed his brows, and sighed comfortably. A beautiful maid picked up the pipa, sat on the round stool opposite, slightly adjusted the tone, and started playing with her jade fingers. The other one stood behind him, squeezing Qian Futai's shoulders, and sang softly to the sound of the piano: "A pair of embroidered shoes can't tell the difference between the upper and the sole, they are thick and sticky with swirling mud. I am so windy The purple-robed man under the hailstorm doesn’t recognize you, who is dressed in white before the clouds and thunder arrive..." The song was Guan Hanqing's drama "Wang Ruilan's Boudoir's Complaint at the Moon Worship Pavilion". The two maids are Guilan and Guizhen, the most famous actors in Nanyang's Jiejia class. They are both very beautiful, but there is only one fly in the ointment, both of them are talented - there is no other way, those who study drama are from poor families.
Qian Yuchuan squinted his eyes and gently shook his head to beat the rhythm of the music, thinking that in three to five days he would be able to defeat the thieves outside the city. A picture gradually emerged in his mind: a ragged old man hugging a skinny man in a dilapidated house. The grandson told the story - that year, under the command of Mr. Qian, grandpa used a dung fork to drive away the aggressive thieves! When he got excited, his cloudy old eyes lit up with two stars, and his ravaged old face turned red. The baby with a face full of food forgot to cry out that he was hungry, and waved his little fist and said, when he grows up, I will kill thieves for Mr. Qian... He couldn't help but feel proud, waved his hands, stood up and walked towards the big bed. The two beautiful maids stopped playing and singing, hummed, and followed with their heads lowered.
The atmosphere in Guan Shengyun's handsome tent was very solemn.
Not long after the cavalry returned to camp, Guan Shengyun and Luo Yonghao received reports from scouts stationed in the west and south of the city, and countless people were flocking to Nanyang Mansion. There is an endless flow of people on official roads and wild trails, and villagers walking collectively towards Nanyang can be seen even fifty or sixty miles away.
So a military meeting was hurriedly held.
Luo Yonghao pinched his fingers and silently estimated for a while, and said to the generals thoughtfully: "Generals, in tomorrow's battle, we must not underestimate the enemy. Luo has just made some calculations, and based on the reports from several horse scouts, we may be able to defeat the enemy tomorrow." There will probably be 70,000 to 80,000 people who want to fight."
The generals who were laughing and joking just now fell silent in an instant.
Guo Qinglin cleared his throat and asked cautiously: "Master Military Advisor, how many arrows do we have?"
Before Luo Yonghao could speak, Luo Shifan quickly replied: "There are probably more than 50,000 more."
Guo Qinglin breathed a sigh of relief: "That's okay. More than 30,000 guns were used today, but there will always be 40,000 to 50,000 people defeated, right? It is the first time for the general's son to engage with the enemy. He will be more courageous tomorrow. Fifty thousand arrows should be enough.”
Zhang Ding rolled his eyes at Guo Qinglin: "With just this little family fortune, you've been completely wiped out in one go. What will you do in the future?"
Guo Qinglin originally wanted to retort, but because Zhang Ding is a real military general, no matter how many people he leads and no matter how great the results he achieves, his subordinates are all inferior auxiliary soldiers after all, and they are all capable of killing and wounding from a long distance. The soldiers, who were not allowed to fight face to face with swords and guns, protested in a low voice: "The tens of thousands of auxiliary soldiers under the general's command are indeed useless, but when the last resort comes, even if he uses his sword to attack, he is not afraid of ordinary people!"
Gao Tengdou continued: "You're right! With my three flying beast camps, if I can't be a villager, I might as well find a piece of tofu and kill them! They are all ordinary people. There are so many killed in the front, but the ones behind are seen. Who is not timid? If you kill them in one go, you might destroy this bird city!"
Gong Derun poured a ladle of cold water down from his pocket: "What a fool! A battle of this scale, no matter how smoothly it goes, will last until the afternoon. The men are already tired and lying down. They may not even be able to lift the knife or climb the wall." . Besides, Qinglin will win for a while tomorrow, but what about the day after tomorrow? Your soldiers, my soldiers, and Lao Zhang’s soldiers are all filled in. Let’s just say that we will win for a while. What about the day after tomorrow? After filling in, Qinglin’s men will fill in again. Are you the commander’s personal soldier?”
Gao Tengdou argued angrily: "Then what do you think we should do? Are we going to be scared back by these pigs and dogs all the way?"
Luo Yonghao waved his hand to stop the unconvinced Gao Tengdou, and said: "What General Gong said is absolutely true. We have killed all the people, and we may not even touch the hair of Qian Gou Guan. The battle cannot be fought like this. Otherwise , let alone Huguang, it is difficult for us to even escape from Nanyang Mansion."
Guan Jianlin, the official of Poxiao Camp, scratched his head and said in confusion: "There's something damn wrong! We obviously won the battle, but tens of thousands of people were killed, so why are we about to lose?"
Just as Gu Baisong was about to speak, Zhang Ding suddenly shouted: "Bring Gu Manzi back!" He said, making a face at Gao Tengdou, "His battalion can match three of your battalions! Lao Gao, don't be unconvinced. .”
Gao Tengdou was so angry that he thought about it for a moment. Everyone recognized Gu Manzi's combat prowess, so he didn't reply and added: "That's fine. Xiaoguo, let your people work harder tonight and build a new team." A line of defense. By the way, let Lao You’s two battalions stay idle. We will fight from south to north tomorrow. We can always cause some trouble for the Qian people, and at least reduce some of the pressure on our side." As he spoke, he looked at Guan Shengyun.
Zhang Ding didn't expect that Gao Tengdou wouldn't quarrel with him. Before Guan Shengyun could express his position, he rolled his eyes and said: "Otherwise, it's better to just go around. Qian Gouguan won't keep those hundreds of thousands of mouths in vain for long, I'm here It's time to turn around..." Obviously, Zhang Youyi still retains his attachment to the gold and silver in the government office.
As soon as these words came out, all the generals shut up and turned their attention to Guan Shengyun, who had been silent.
Guan Shengyun did not look at the generals, but turned his smiling eyes to Luo Shifan: "My nephew, let me hear if you have any clever ideas."
Luo Shifan was startled and quickly bowed and said: "Commander, generals. My nephew really doesn't dare to be one."
Guan Shengyun laughed loudly and said: "My nephew, please stop pretending. Your father is busy talking to the generals, but I have been watching you. At first you looked up at the sky and muttered something, and then suddenly your eyes flashed , I was secretly having fun! If you have any strategies to defeat the enemy, tell me quickly!"
Luo Shifan blushed and clasped his fists again: "Commander, generals. From Xiao Ke's point of view, we only need a battle tomorrow. If we win this battle, Nanyang Mansion can be defeated in the future."
All the generals were stunned, and they all let out a soft cry in unison, and all looked at the young military advisor intently.
Luo Shifan smiled at Gao Tengdou: "There is no need for Brother Guo to set up another defensive line. We have one more line, which is enough. It's just that tomorrow we have to trouble General Gao's soldiers to work hard for another half a day. After finishing this battle, the day after tomorrow, We can go to the city to rest... Xiao Ke thinks so..."
Before Luo Shifan could finish speaking, Guan Shengyun was the first to burst into applause, and the generals burst into cheers, sweeping away the heavy atmosphere that had shrouded the commander's tent for a long time! Luo Shifan felt embarrassed and blushed to the root of his neck because of the compliments given by these rough guys.
Night falls.
A waning moon shines through the drifting clouds that fly across the night sky from time to time, spreading a coolness to the earth. When it gets dark, all the doors of Nanyang Mansion are closed. There are soldiers patrolling lazily on top of the city holding torches and lanterns. You can vaguely see it in the mottled light and shadow. Villagers who have not had time to enter the city are sleeping everywhere in the fields outside the north gate, west gate and south gate. They are accompanied by snoring and sleep talking. Amidst the sound of rushing water, the dark city wall looks even more majestic. The moonlight reflected in the water, coating the water with a layer of silver. Suddenly, the sparkling light was cut apart by a black shadow silently, and a small boat quickly sailed southward down the Feishui River, and docked at the boat array anchored in the valley of Baihua on the east bank of the Feishui River outside the east gate.
Gu Baihua felt very bored these past two days. On the east bank of the Feishui River, ordinary people and villagers approached from time to time, but all the boats and rafts that could be ferried had been taken away by Youfutian who went south first, and a circular fortification was built on the bank based on the boats and rafts parked by the river. Those villagers who are close to each other are all in villages, groups of two to three hundred people, gathering together to encourage each other to come together, and there is not even an organization of government officials. Gu Baihua would not take them seriously. Every time, he would wait until they were within a hundred paces of retreat before casually sending a team out of the camp to drive them away. What made him more depressed was that as soon as he saw the fence gate being opened, the group of people shouted and fled in all directions before all the troops had left the camp. At first, no matter which team officer was willing to waste the physical strength of the soldiers on this group of people, but after the troops returned to the camp, the group of people reunited and came together again, waving sticks and straw not far away. There was a lot of noise, and some people even threw stones and banged them on the fence, which was very annoying. Finally, some of the offended captains simply stopped gathering their troops and led their troops to fight... However, it was impossible for the armored and sharp soldiers to catch up with the guys dressed in rags and empty-handed, so every time they were busy in vain. . The officers were so angry that they unanimously approached Gu Baihua to apply, and simply took off their armor and rushed out.
Gu Baihua usually looked down on crossbowmen. Gangfeng Battalion only had about fifty archers, and there was no reserve of arrows. They had to keep them to deal with emergencies at the east gate. Of course, it was not worth using precious feather arrows to shoot. This is so disgusting. In the end, I couldn't bear the endless harassment, so I finally made up my mind, gathered more than 20 horse-riding guards, and personally led the team to kill them all, making a hearty chop.
Lying in front of the fortifications were corpses with mutilated limbs and broken necks, which finally silenced Gu Baihua's ears, and no one dared to approach them again. However, when I saw the smoke and dust billowing from the north at noon today, I became irritated again. I knew that my opponents were all vulnerable country folk, but I still felt awkward just sitting around and watching other people's excitement.
It's night. I tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. I was thinking about sending Jia Wanzi, who has the fastest legs and feet, back to the camp to ask for a fight tomorrow, when I received a report that a messenger from the Chinese army had arrived. Because the river was completely under their own control, only their own people could paddle down the river, and the night sentries along the river did not sound the alarm.
The messenger didn't stay long before continuing south, but Gu Baihua was very happy: if he had to endure it for just one more day, he would be able to get a huge lump in his chest the day after tomorrow!
Just like here in Gu Baihua, the Furious Wave Camp moored in the Thorny River did not make any big noise when they saw the approaching boat. Under the guidance of the camp officer Tang Fu, the boat turned west and sailed into the Baihe River. After not going far, it reached Tianyi. The camp's boat array. You Futian was drowsily awakened from his sweet dream by his personal guards. He had just rubbed his eyes and heard a familiar greeting before he woke up from his nap: "Hello, Brother You."
What caught his eye was a smiling face.
The messenger turned out to be Young Master Luo Shifan himself.
