He Huchen is very considerate.
Like a timely rain, medicine, tents, campfires, clothes drying racks and clothes poles were all ready for the Lion Camp.
Of course, Gao Yingdeng was also a kind man. Thanks to him, the Lion Camp once again had horse meat.
As the first captured officer in the history of the Lion Camp, Liu Chengzong focused on educating him: "Look at Huang Shengxiao, who went deep behind enemy lines with his bare buttocks to chop down a bunch of gunmen, and then came back and fired the cannons. That's called bravery."
"Look at you again. You can run faster than anyone else. You rush into an infantry formation with such force. How can anyone use horse soldiers like this? You are so stupid!"
Gao Yingden had a drooped face and lay on the couch, holding a fire in his hand and feeling embarrassed: "I used to rush like this. This is what Ningsai camp teaches me. If I can't rush, I will find another opportunity. If I rush, I will rush in. It should collapse."
"You don't look at the terrain. Do they have ground collapse? Hundreds of people are blocked in the path...Forget it, you are indeed very brave. I don't feel sorry for these horses, but I am afraid that if you die, I will lose a general."
Liu Chengzong looked at Gao Yingdeng and said: "I will let you rush in the future, and you can rush again, okay?"
Gao Yingdeng lay on the couch and nodded one after another. Liu Chengzong then gave up and walked out of the military tent to exhale a breath of fresh air in the rainy mountain forest.
This incident made Liu Chengzong very angry. This was obviously a person who had never experienced the battle of Li Bei.
In fact, Gao Yingden is holding fire, otherwise this matter will never be over.
Don't disturb the children while eating.
The mountains and forests were green, and after an extremely exhausted battle, the soldiers of the Lion Battalion slept peacefully in their tents, with only the occasional crackling sound of the rain hitting the tents and the bonfire.
Song Shouzhen was sitting cross-legged by the bonfire. He had just straightened his erhu and wanted to play a tune when he was called into the army tent by Liu Chengzong. He raised his hand and pressed a small book on the wooden table and said: "Write it down for me. Each sentry and baggage team is in charge." Prepare rain gear, firearm rain shelters, and the artillery posts carry folding artillery sheds."
After Song Shouzhen finished writing this, Liu Chengzong put away the notebook and asked him not to play music that would disturb the soldiers' rest, and then let him go.
Liu Chengzong was wearing dry plain-colored unlined clothes, carrying a maza and sitting in front of the military tent to listen to the rain.
This season is not cold, but if your clothes are wet, you will freeze to death even if you wear a cotton-padded jacket for a long time.
The right sleeve of this dress had a big tear and was torn off by him.
His right arm had just received stitches from the doctor and he couldn't use it for a short time.
No one slashed him. Maybe it was because the bow's tendons had lost its power after getting wet, or maybe it was overused. The battlefield was so messy that he didn't have time to look at it.
Anyway, he was hit on the arm by a broken bow. If he hadn't worn cotton armor and iron arm bindings, it would have resulted in a murder.
Now it's just a few stitches for the flesh wound, I'm lucky enough.
It's just a pity that the ninety-pound bow.
After a while, Fan Sanlang, who was wearing a raincoat, ran over holding a pot of soup: "General, ginger soup."
Liu Chengzong nodded and took the ginger soup, blew it slowly and asked, "Have all the war auxiliaries drank it?"
"There are still some drinks left. Li Laojiao didn't drink any. Just now the baggage sentry asked if he would give the prisoners some drinks this time."
"The people from the Lion Camp drank it first, and then cooked it for Li Lao Jackal's people, and then let them go to cause trouble for He Huchen."
Fan Sanlang nodded and went down to report the message. After delivering the message, he saw Liu Chengzong still sitting in that posture, upright and looking up at the mountain, standing next to him.
After standing for a while, Liu Chengzong turned around and asked, "Why are you standing here if you don't want to go to bed?"
"The general is thinking about how to defeat the enemy. I will protect you."
This answer made Liu Chengzong laugh. He raised his arm and pointed at the mountain and said, "Isn't it beautiful?"
Fan Sanlang nodded.
"If you think of any strategy to defeat the enemy, I'll watch the mountains and listen to the rain."
Liu Chengzong smiled. It was now afternoon. They got up at midnight. It was still dark after walking for several miles. Everyone was exhausted from marching and fighting.
"The deputy generals and sentinel commanders are all asleep. I will hold on for a while, and then I will go back to sleep when they wake up."
As he spoke, Liu Chengzong glanced at Fan Sanlang, turned his head and looked back with a frown: "Whenever I get myself an arrow cluster and wear it, I'm not afraid of piercing myself."
Fan Sanlang wore an iron arrowhead with three flat edges around his neck. Liu Chengzong scolded: "I wonder if that clay monkey was almost killed by an arrow today? Take it off quickly."
The mud monkey is talking about Huang Shengxiao. That guy has an arrowhead and a rope tied around his neck.
It is said that the arrow knocked off half of his ear, but hundreds of arrows did not kill him. It will bring good luck to him.
Today he took off all his clothes, only wearing this arrowhead. When he was grabbing the gun, he was not killed by the gunman. He fell and was almost killed by his own arrow.
When the arrow was mentioned, Fan Sanlang had a complicated expression. He lowered his head and whispered softly: "This is the arrow that killed Fan Sanlang."
"Then I'll find you a piece of leather later, and you can sew it and wrap it up yourself."
Although Liu Chengzong did not ask about Fan Sanlang's situation in detail, from the fact that the girl used a boy's name and the experience of Fan Jiashan, we can guess what kind of story it is.
He shook his head and sighed softly: "You buried your bones in the mud under the spring, but I sent them to the world with a head full of snow."
"Bai Juyi Meng Yuanzhen?"
Yo!
Actually know.
Liu Chengzong clapped his hands, then shook his head and said: "Poems are good, but too bitter."
Life is already hard, why bother chewing yellow lotus on yourself anymore.
He turned his head and said: "Besides, you are not that old yet to pursue something happy."
Fan Sanlang nodded, looked at Qingshan, and then turned his head for a moment: "What poems does the general like?"
"What do you think?"
"The general likes to listen to the rain so much, the spring water is blue in the sky, and he paints boats and listens to the rain to sleep?"
Liu Chengzong was delighted: "Since entering Shaanxi, have you seen spring water? I like it. Millions of thieves and soldiers are trapped in Nanyang, with no rescue or food."
Fan Sanlang was a little sad at first, but now he suppressed it all. He thought about it carefully and asked, "What kind of poem is this? What's the second half of it?"
"One day the city will be destroyed, and those who cry for their father will cry for their father, and those who cry for their mother will cry for their mother."
Both of them smiled. Fan Sanlang was overjoyed, but then he stopped smiling and said, "Is this what Liu Chengzong, a poet of the Ming Dynasty, did?"
"Hmm...how is that possible? It's from the Tang Dynasty. It was written by Zhang Duyou, a poet from the Tang Dynasty. The poem is called Besieging the City."
"Is this poem really possible?"
Liu Chengzong nodded very seriously. Fan Sanlang blinked, still feeling that Liu Chengzong was lying to her.
At this moment, the sound of horse hooves trampling on the mud came from the Shangping dirt road, and Cheng Yun, wearing a raincoat, came back with a sniffle.
He walked up to Liu Chengzong, shook his head and said, "It was found in the ravine. Zhao Xi and Feng Wenchang are both dead."
Liu Chengzong closed his eyes when he heard this, raised his head and sighed: "It's so bitter."
Zhao Xi and Feng Wenchang are both captains under Gao Xian's post. Each post has five people in this position, which is similar to the hundred commanders in the army.
The Lion Camp has a total of eight posts, including front, rear, center, left and right guns, and six are combat posts. The outpost Yang Yao is to the west of Huanglong Mountain and the center post is behind the palace, so a total of twenty captains participated in this battle.
Chengyun also pursed his lips and exhaled through his nose, lowered his head and said in a deep voice: "Zheng Qianxi, the left captain of the rear guard, died in the shelling; Sun Guoyong, the rear captain, had his left arm broken and is still having a fever."
"Captain Zuo of the left sentry was practicing his weapons to defend the enemy on the ridge of the left wing. He was hit by an arrow in the forehead and has woken up and is jumping around."
"Feng Wenchang, the former captain of the right sentry, fought with the enemy on the right ridge and was hit by four arrows. Zhao Xi, the rear captain, fell off the cliff. Gao Yingdeng, the squadron leader, galloped into the formation and was surrounded and trampled by many people."
Cheng Yun paused and said: "Seventy auxiliary soldiers were killed and thirty-three were seriously injured in this battle. Forty-one soldiers were killed, including fourteen captains. Three captains were killed and three were seriously injured."
"Five hundred and sixty-six officers and soldiers were killed, trampled, and fell, and 720 were captured. The right sentry suffered the most casualties in the camp, and the right sentry also captured the most."
Liu Chengzong nodded slowly. He knew why the right sentry had suffered more casualties and gained more.
Wang Wenxiu's back post bore the greatest pressure, but in the official battle in the middle, both sides were fully armored and fought back and forth for a long time. In fact, only one who was shot or hit in the cheek would die.
The largest casualties at the rear post came from thirteen shellings before close combat.
One or two small cannonballs were either killed or maimed next to each other.
But the battle on the left and right is different.
In order to climb the hillside and occupy the battlefield, both the enemy and ourselves were lightly armed. The left sentry was shot down by the officers and soldiers from a high position due to the cliff, so it did not have an advantage.
The right sentry climbed directly up the mountain ridge and fought closely with the officers and soldiers. One captain was killed in the battle, and the other captain lost his footing and fell off the cliff and hit his head on a stone.
Moreover, there was Gao Yingdeng who was captured by his own people on the right sentry. He rushed into the enemy's formation and was almost trampled to death, let alone his soldiers.
The casualties were within Liu Chengzong's psychological tolerance, but the loss of the captain still made him sad.
Liu Chengzong nodded heavily again and said to Chengyun: "I understand. You have been busy all day. Go drink some ginger soup and have a good sleep."
"This battle was well fought, brother, don't be sad."
Chengyun bit his lip, not knowing how to comfort him, so he stopped comforting him at all. He shook his head and said, "Brother, there is another person you need to meet. Maybe he will be happy if you meet him."
Want to meet someone?
Chengyun picked up another prisoner, the kind who should be higher up in rank?
Just as Liu Chengzong was thinking this, he saw Chengyun waving not far away, and a man who had just tied his horse and put on a raincoat and a bamboo hat came forward.
He took off his bamboo hat and it was He Yong.
"You, how did you find this place, are you crazy?"
Liu Chengzong looked at Chengyun first and then at He Yong: "There's a war, how did you get here?"
"I've been captured again." He Yong said matter-of-factly. He turned around and pointed at the big muddy footprints on the back of his raincoat and said, "General Lion, can you tell your soldiers about it? Don't see anyone." I just beat him up, several times.”
"This is a battlefield. If I kill you with an arrow before I meet you, I will show mercy."
Liu Chengzong stood up to put down his emotions, handed the maza to Fan Sanlang, and called to He Yong: "Come into the tent and tell me."
He Yong was quite polite. As soon as he entered the military tent, he took off his raincoat pockets and dirty boots from the door. Then he sat on the blanket and complained: "You didn't tell me when you were leaving. I found it in Yanchuan." A few days later, I went to Yichuan again to look for him, and after asking around I found out he had entered Huanglong Mountain."
Liu Chengzong did not answer: "No, you came to me. What if you are blocked by the army? What will happen to Yuhe Fort?"
"It can't be blocked. I originally wanted to tell you not to pay attention to He Huchen and just go west, but you walked too fast."
He Yong spread his hands and said, "But you walked too fast and didn't catch up."
Liu Chengzong frowned: "What do you mean?"
"Wang Jiayin returned to Fugu with a full load, but this time, something happened to him."
"What happened?"
"Yes, Governor Hong is here to catch corrupt officials. Zhang Nian you bribed was caught. General Yang Maochun and Papayuan conductor Wang Weizhen bribed by Wang Jiayin were all exposed."
He Yong spread his hands and said, "But before those two could do anything, Li Zhao, the deputy general of the Gushan Battalion, entered Papaya Castle on the second day of June and scolded Wang Weizhen, saying that he deserved death."
"This guy is ruthless. That night, he was looking for Wang Jiayin and broke into the fort where he was stationed. He set fire to the deputy general Li Zhao and burned the official office to death. He turned the tables on him."
Liu Chengzong stared blankly after hearing this. This Wang Weizhen was so ruthless, it was equivalent to He Renlong asking Liu Chengzong to fish in the river fort.
"It's not over yet. On the morning of the fourth day of June, Wang Jiayin went to Huangfuchuan. He wanted to recruit General Yang Maochun to work on big things. General Yang accepted a lot of bribes from him, but he didn't want to rebel. It turned out that the Secretary General's secretary was Wang Jiayin's person. His name is Quan Wuxi, and he killed Yang Maochun in Kaicheng."
"At noon that day, we entered Qingshui Camp. The soldiers in the camp, Chen Tianfu, Jiang Qiu, and Jiang Xia, who were Wang Jiayin's internal agents, marched into the city as usual, killing and robbing everyone."
"When I returned to Fugu on the fifth day of the lunar month, my wife's surname was Li. What's the name of Guo? Li Guoxuan had his parents Guo Huacheng robbed. Wang Jiayin himself chose a man named Liang Yingke who lived in Liaodong and took office as the pseudo magistrate."
A series of news from northern Xinjiang confused Liu Chengzong.
From Huangfuchuan to Gushan Fort, Wang Jiayin conquered all four forts on the edge of Fugu County.
Moreover, the provocation was very strong. Hong Chengchou took office on the first day of June, Wang Jiayin returned to northern Shaanxi, and the fortification began on the fourth day of the lunar month.
If he hadn't known that Wang Jiayin was too far away to receive news from his side, Liu Chengzong would have thought that Wang Jiayin was fighting in collaboration with him.
But based on this kind of communication and Tuomeng's coordinated operations, the two of them seemed to be fighting pretty well.
Liu Chengzong digested these confidences for a while, and then asked He Yong: "What about now, Wang Jiayin makes such a big fuss, what should Hong Chengchou do?"
"It must be done. We will send Yin Tixin, the deputy general of the middle route of the general army, and Bai Yiqing, who is in charge of Yulin Road and Shenmu Road, to lead the expedition. But I asked General He."
He Yongshen said mysteriously: "I don't know why, but the general said that as long as Wang Jiayin defends the city, these two will probably not be able to deal with Wang Jiayin."
"Actually, it was the general who asked me to report this letter to you. He said that when I saw you, the news about Yulin Town should also be sent to Du Wenhuan. If it fails, Du Wenhuan will definitely be called back."
When He Yong said these things, he was actually in a relatively depressed state. It was not until he finished speaking that he seemed to have just come back to life. His eyes shone and his body leaned forward.
He whispered: "General Liu, is this news enough to pay the court's back pay?"
"Then you stay here for a while. If Du Wenhuan really withdraws his troops, he will rush across the battlefield to find me. I will definitely give you these one hundred and fifteen."
Liu Chengzong stood up as he spoke, lifted the curtain and looked outside.
Just like Cheng Yun said, seeing He Yong and learning the news he brought really made him feel a lot better.
Liu Chengzong turned his head: "But this is not due to payment. The court still owes you. This is the silver reward I give you."
