hapiness.
Happiness is when all your wishes come true, and when you feel sleepy someone gives you a pillow.
But for two opposite people, it is difficult for them to be happy at the same time.
Especially when these two people are Gao Yingxiang and Du Wenhuan.
Du Wenhuan didn't sleep in Yanshui Pass. He was waiting for the thieves on the other side to cross the river. He liked fighting such battles.
Killing someone is not meritorious service. Taking 200 heads from Liu Shizi is meritorious service. Taking 200 heads from these grass bandits is also meritorious service.
The silver reward and merit are the same, but the risks involved are quite different.
Du Wenhuan would rather go around and beat all the thieves in Shaanxi than fight Liu Shishi, unless he could beat Liu Shishi in one go until he could never get up again.
If one were to select a bandit leader that the generals in Yansui Town were least willing to provoke, Liu Chengzong would definitely top the list today.
Liu Shishi has a strong revenge mentality.
No one who messed with him ended well.
Not to mention Li Bei, there is not even a grave in the impression of the general in Yansui Town.
Ai Mu, fighting the battle in Wen'anyi was really worthy of being spared, but the matter was not over yet. Before Du Wenhuan sent troops, Ai Mu was already a victim of defeat. Who knew that after Hong Chengchou investigated, another person was installed? The crime of instructing servants to rob Beijing Yun Bank.
Anyone with a discerning eye knows that the silver cannot belong to Ai Mujia Ding Jie.
Not to mention that Ai Mu has always had the demeanor of his father in governing the army. The Ai family has been in charge of the army for two generations in the bitter cold of Dingbian camp. If they want to grab money, do they still have to wait until they are defeated?
Is there any evidence?
No, on the contrary, there is evidence that it was Ai Mu's servant who robbed him. He couldn't find those servants, so he could only find the Yanzhou soldiers. The confessions of the Yanzhou soldiers said that they were General Ai's defeated servants and wanted to steal money to give General Ai a chance to revive his career.
Everyone thought it was Liu Chengzong who did it, and even officially it was Liu Chengzong who robbed the money.
But all the officials and generals in Yansui Town knew that there was no money in the West Road and only 8,000 kilograms of stone in it, which was robbed by Liu Chengzong at that time.
The money was robbed on the East Road almost at the same time. Who else in the huge Yan'an Prefecture except Liu Chengzong was gone.
Now that Ai Mu can't explain clearly, he can't get rid of his grievances. Lord Chongzhen in the Forbidden City was furious and ordered Hong Chengchou to escort Ai Mu Zhang Nian to the capital.
If the same thing happens to other generals, there is actually nothing to fear. Anyway, even if the house is turned upside down and the house is demolished, it will not be able to recover 20,000 to 30,000 taels, let alone 130,000 taels.
The key is to turn the Ai family upside down... It's true.
After all, this was really not a good time. First, Hou Jin invaded, and then King Qin's army mutinied. There was also a clerical error in the Ministry of Accounts in the capital, where more than a hundred taels of silver were written incorrectly. The emperor was so angry that he wanted to kill someone.
Now that the prefect of Yan'an has become a traitor, the emperor has no intention of handling this matter through the local bureaucracy in Shaanxi. He directly wants to send Jin Yiwei and eunuchs to Mizhi.
The Ai family must prove that the Ai family's money belongs to the Ai family.
It's okay for Jin Yiwei to say, who is a serious person to be a eunuch?
They are here. The money may not belong to the imperial court, but can it still belong to the Ai family?
Du Wenhuan sighed in the official office of Yanshui Pass.
What does it mean for heaven to be consistent, and what does it mean for man to conquer nature?
God will rain, and Liu Chengzong will be unlucky. The harder he works, the faster he will die. This is called the order of heaven.
When it rains, you should hold an umbrella and avoid Liu Chengzong. Fishing can lead to a long life, and it is said that people can conquer the sky.
As soon as the news came that Shanxi had returned to the bandits to tackle key problems, Du Wenhuan hurriedly put on his armor.
Du Wenhuan's cavalry, which was ambushed in Yanshui Pass and was ready to go, filed out. The troops were divided into five sentries and chased Gao Yingen's troops. The sound of horse hooves was heard in the night.
As soon as Gao Yingen led his team to run back, Du Wenhuan knew that there was an ambush, but he still pushed him towards the river bank.
The cavalry on the left and right wings paid attention to possible ambushes on the two mountains respectively during the attack. The forward sentry pursued bravely, the middle sentry served as a preparation, and the rear sentry made a detour on the flanks in preparation for flanking the ambush ambushing the river bank.
After all, Du Wenhuan is a veteran, and he is also very familiar with the terrain in the Yanshui Pass area, and he is familiar with all the places where ambushes can be hidden here.
Regarding the strength of the bandits, Du Wenhuan's view was similar to that of Li Bei. He was not afraid of too many thieves, but only of a few.
There are more than ten thousand thieves, even if there are 4,000 elite soldiers among them, and they defeat 6,000 miscellaneous soldiers, they can still fight with 4,000 elite soldiers.
Blocked on the river bank, no one can escape.
Gao Yingen has never run so fast in his life.
The more I ran, the more urgent I became, and the more urgent I became, the more I gasped, and the more I gasped, the less I could run.
The officers and soldiers behind them were like crazy, driving them towards the bank of the Yellow River.
Even Gao Yingen himself couldn't tell clearly whether they were running like this and were escaping or retreating.
Anyway, everyone knows that the goal is to run to the bank of the Yellow River.
Under the cover of night, the bandit held up a torch and dragged a line of fire in the air. The light of the torch was pulled by the wind so small that it was almost invisible.
This scene made General Du Wenhuan extremely excited, as if he had returned to his youth.
However, despite being very careful along the way, there was no ambush of bandits in the mountains.
This made Du Wenhuan even more vigilant. It was very unusual. Even the peasant army should have known that an ambush could be set up here. Could it be that this was a gang of bandits who entered Yanshui Pass for the first time by mistake?
With this in mind, Du Wenhuan asked people to call back the left and right wing cavalry to prevent the rebels from outflanking them after they reached the river bank, and then continued to approach the river bank.
When he approached the river beach, the former army was already fighting with the rebels.
The ambush is here.
When they arrived at the river beach, there were loud shouts of killing. Hundreds of thieves stood up from the river beach and fired their bows and blunderbuss. They beat the 20 or 30 people on the outpost of the generals to the point where they were knocked upside down, and then they charged in with swords and spears.
Although there was a slight setback, this was what Du Wenhuan had expected. His outpost had already circled from the mountain road to the north side of the river beach, and a single impact could drive these bandits into the Yellow River.
At this moment, Du Wenhuan saw some dark soil slopes beside him.
He said to the servant who was lighting the torch: "Go and take a picture of what is there."
I don’t remember that there is a cemetery next to the river beach in Yanshuiguan!
The servant held up his torch and looked to the side, but he didn't see the monument, just a mound built like a tomb.
Looking around, there are small grave mounds every ten steps, extending all the way to the river bank cliff.
He was surprised, when did these things appear here?
It can't play a role in covering the ambush. Could it be that the bandits dug a trench here and piled the excess soil outside?
Du Wenhuan, like Fu Renxi, didn't think about the artillery.
The Western Army has always been the strongest army in the world, and it is its mission to fight against the Northern invaders. Even if it is equipped with limited heavy artillery, it will only defeat many enemies. It is not its strong point to attack cities and destroy customs.
What they are best at is fast horses, light swords, soft bows and long arrows, three-eyed blunderbuss, general cannons, and cannons filled with powder to run fast.
In fact, if there is any other professional skill, it is probably setting fire in the tribal tent.
Even if he gets a heavy artillery that can shoot 20 kilograms of shells and gives it to Du Wenhuan, he doesn't know who to assign the equipment to. What's the point of shooting something that can march fifteen miles a day in the desert?
I just want to build a city wall, but there are 42 tribes in Hetao, but there is not even a city.
Firstly, there is no city, and secondly, if we don't form a formation with you, the cannons firing solid bullets will be almost useless to this side.
Du Wenhuan couldn't think of this.
At this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a large amount of flashes of light erupting from the other side.
"Um?"
Pieces of light flickered on the other side.
Just when Du Wenhuan instinctively said "Hmm" in confusion, he heard muffled sounds one after another amidst the roar of the Yellow River in his ears.
boom! boom! boom!
Gao Yingxiang was covering his ears and bending over on the other side. He kept turning his head to look at the other side, grinning almost to his earlobes.
The gunpowder on the hole of the Little Lion Cannon beside you is burning, and smoke comes out with a hissing sound, and then 'Bang! With a bang, the gun recoiled violently, and the shells swished through the smoke and hit the other side.
Thirty-six large and small lion cannons fired two to three kilograms of shells one after another in a parabola on the other side.
Under the smoke in the sky at night, the old man's eyes were shining, and he was as happy as a child watching the fireworks for the first time during the New Year.
gun?
Du Wenhuan was still confused, subconsciously feeling that there shouldn't be artillery in this place.
But the shells did fly and landed accurately among his troops.
Then his feet were in the air, and the neck of the war horse was hit by a cannonball, bending it at a strange angle. The mount suddenly dwarfed, and without thinking, Du Wenhuan jumped up on the saddle and fell to the ground.
The division commander on the other side of the river kept waving his arms to drive away the smoke in front of him, trying his best to observe the impact of the shells.
But it is difficult to tell. The torches of the officers and soldiers on the front line on the other side have not changed. Instead, some of the torches have become messy at the back.
This made him furious. He raised his hand and punched it in his palm. He shouted next to Gao Yingxiang: "Chief Gao, you miscalculated again. There is this earth embankment and the cannon is so tall that it hit too far back!"
How could Gao Yingxiang care about this? His head was buzzing with the sound of gunfire and he couldn't hear anything.
Turning his head, he only saw Shichengwo opening his mouth and could not hear clearly what he was saying, so he was still grinning happily, nodding his head and shouting at the top of his lungs: "Yes, another round!"
Does it matter whether the shot is accurate or not?
Happiness is over.
The artillery bombardment brought unparalleled power to Gao Yingxiang. He held up the eyebrow-pointed knife on his side and shouted loudly to encourage his subordinates on the other side: "Kill, kill!"
Gao Yingxiang has always been dissatisfied with this knife. The Guan Dao he longed for was snatched away by Ma Ke.
Later I found several long knives, but none of them were as easy to use as the one I had at that time.
But at this moment, it doesn't matter to him whether it's a sword or not, Pao.
The artillery was the most important. He heard that there was an artillery post in Lion Camp.
Gao Yingxiang made up his mind that when he returned to Shaanxi this time, he would have a good chat with Liu Chengzong.
The craftsmen under him studied with me for two months. It’s not that I didn’t try my best to teach them, but they just couldn’t learn.
As long as I am standing by the master, the craftsmen know how to make the cannon; but once the master is gone and I am not around, they don't know how to make the cannon.
I tried to cast two cannons in Xiangning, but it was useless. What came out was indeed a cannon, but it was strangely shaped. It was thick where it should be thin and thin where it should be.
So Gao Yingxiang gave up. Anyway, after thinking about it, this matter can be solved easily.
Copper is not a problem, silver is not a problem, and food is not a problem.
But one of these three things can always solve Liu Chengzong's problem.
As long as he can solve Liu Chengzong's problem, will his army still be short of artillery?
It's not that Gao Yingxiang has never used artillery. His army has many pack artillery. The Fran machine that is carried on the pack is made into a small stool directly from iron. It is usually placed on the back of the mule. When used, it is put down on the ground. Can run.
But that thing can't create this feeling at all.
This lion cannon is so exciting.
Gao Yingxiang was dancing with his sword and cheering. As the gunpowder smoke gradually cleared, the combat auxiliary at the work sentry raised the muzzle of the cannon, poured some water in to extinguish the unextinguished gunpowder, then pressed the muzzle to let the water out, and started to clean the barrel with tools.
The ringing in his ears had just subsided a little, and then he realized that the officers and soldiers were in chaos, and then they began to retreat. Even the officers and soldiers on the flanks who were holding torches and preparing to attack also walked towards the mountains.
Gao Yingxiang was so happy that he turned to Shi Chengwo and pointed out: "Mr. Shi, look, we repelled them with one volley!"
Master Cheng and I were also confused, looking at the situation on the other side and puzzled.
He thought that shouldn't be the case. Looking at the impact point of the artillery shells, they did not hit the front line of the officers and soldiers.
His industrial sentry auxiliaries did not have any professional artillerymen, and they could not even talk about aiming. The shells fired basically depended on the quality of the artillery.
The cannons are arranged in a line, and the angle of the muzzle is also the same, so the shells fired should also be in a line.
Therefore, there is no need to concentrate fire on any part of the enemy's army. It is just a flat attack.
The officers and soldiers should not have been asked to retreat directly.
In fact, the officers and soldiers did not want to retreat, but they were suddenly hit by unexpected shelling. People were a little panicked. The frontline generals watched the shells flying over their heads and turned around following the shells.
Then I saw a neat row of artillery shells hitting the commander's position in the rear. Their commander next to the torch dwarfed and disappeared.
Where can we fight on this front line? Just retreat on a large scale.
Gao Yingen's troops were originally beaten back steadily, and his men were already defeated in the pursuit. They relied on Gao Yingxiang's elite attack from the ambush on the river bank to stop the defeat.
After finally regrouping the troops, his own men were almost defeated by the gunfire from the other side.
They knew it was their own cannon, but no one could trust the gunners, and the parabola of the cannonballs could not be seen in the darkness. When the cannon fired, they were in chaos.
Gao Yingen was about to shout for blessing from the fighting stars, but suddenly he saw the officers and soldiers retreating, so he shouted for pursuit.
In an instant, the offensive and defensive situation changed. Gao Yingxiang's elite troops did not move, but Gao Yingen's defeated army rushed forward and took advantage.
To be honest, the fight was not very good, but it did disrupt the army's retreating front in the dark.
When the servants helped Du Wenhuan, who had fallen from his horse and fell, to get up again, the cavalry that was outflanking saw that the main force had withdrawn. They didn't know what happened, so they retreated in confusion.
Du Wenhuan was so angry that he limped towards Yanshui Pass. After a good battle, he fell off his horse and got up again like this.
Gao Yingxiang on the east bank of the river was overjoyed when he saw the enemy retreating, but he was not dazzled by the victory, and he knew very well that this was not a victory.
He just fulfilled his wish to fire a volley of artillery. If he has so many artillery guns, he doesn't know how long it will take.
With great difficulty, Gao Yingxiang closed his eyes and calmed down his emotions, and ordered to his cronies: "Go to the other side and tell Zhongdou Xing, don't chase him to the Yanshui Pass. Remember to bring back some of the corpses of the officers and soldiers, and give him a box of gold to see if there are any." suitable."
After saying that, he took a long breath, looked left and right, raised a smile and laughed for a while, and then said: "We can't stay in this place anymore, demolish the pontoon, let's go south, from Return to Shaanxi from Hancheng!"
