It's snowing, it's snowing...
After returning in triumph, the slightly tired soldiers suddenly became excited, spread out their hands and looked up at the night sky, and screamed, as if snowing was such a joyful thing.
Maybe there was nothing to be happy about, but they were very happy in this scene.
Chang Yu stretched out his hand, and a few small snowflakes fell on his palm and quickly melted.
I hope the snow will not fall too heavily. If it snows heavily, all the planned military operations will be put on hold, allowing Dorgon to spend the winter as peacefully as he wishes.
This is not what he wants to see. According to the plan, even if the winter offensive is not affected, Dorgon must always have his heart in his throat so that he has no time to go elsewhere, and the vanguard of the Ming army must advance to Songshan City, or Rufeng Mountain area outside Jinzhou City.
"Taoist Master, can it snow heavily?" Chang Yu asked Li Muxian next to him in a low voice, but did not hear a response. He turned around and saw Li Muxian walking alongside Fan Seng not far away, mumbling something.
Seeing Li Muxian spitting foam and Fan Seng looking confused, Chang Yu knew that the bull-nosed man was fooling Fan Seng again, but he just looked at it with amusement. Although Li Muxian was capable of cheating and abducting, he did nothing to those around him. People still maintain the bottom line, they are all harmless little tricks, but Chang Yu likes that monk more and more. The support soldier who ambushed the Tatars before, this monk followed him with extraordinary bravery, but he used a sword and sword. It is not suitable for fighting on the battlefield, and its riding skills are not good, but its courage is commendable, and after some experience, it becomes a god of death.
"Are you sure you killed six?" Li Muxian said with a solemn expression, "False reporting of military exploits will result in beheading."
Monk Fan nodded vigorously: "Master Monk can still calculate it within ten figures."
Tsk, Li Muchian frowned: "Don't say anything to a Taoist monk like a monk, no matter how big or small, no rules!"
Oh, Duoji nodded: "Six is correct, hey, why the hell do you have one Daoist in each mouth..."
"Don't talk nonsense, are you sure there are six?" Li Muchian changed the subject, and Duoji said "sure".
Li Muchian drove his horse to Chang Yu and said, "Master Du Gong, that monk said that he killed six Tatars."
"He knows six." Chang Yu rolled his eyes. Fan Seng was brave, but his sword was not in his hand, and his riding skills were not good. He was too busy fighting to kill him just now and didn't pay close attention. However, he could only use six or seven swords. He was new to the sword. It would be considered good if no lives were lost on the battlefield, at most two or three!
"Monk... the little monk not only knows six, but also seven, eight, and ninety!" Monk Fan became anxious when he heard this, and hurried over to shout, which attracted the attention of others. Knowing that something interesting was going on, they all came over.
Chang Yu glanced at his mouth and said, "Stretch out a hand and add another finger. How many are there?".
Monk Fan said confidently: "How do I know!"
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter. Monk Fan became anxious: "My lord, as long as I kill eight hundred of them..."
"The governor is true to his word." Chang Yu interrupted him: "But where are the people you killed?"
"It's over there." Fan Monk pointed to the way back: "Is it possible that I still carry it on my body?"
Chang Yu nodded: "You said you killed six, but the governor said you just killed 600. Do you believe it?" Monk Fan raised his eyebrows: "Of course I don't believe it."
"That's right, I don't believe you either!" Chang Yu spread his hands: "If you say six, it's six, then if they say ten, it's ten. They just open their mouths. Do you know what it means to say something without proof? "
"Then...then how can we do it?" Fanseng became anxious again.
"Every time you kill someone from now on, cut off his head and hang it on your horse as a count!" Tu Yuan chuckled. Fan Monk said to him, "What about your head?"
"I didn't kill anyone." Tu Yuan spread his hands, and Fan Seng looked at Wuzhong in surprise, "How many have you killed?" Wuzhong also spread his hands: "Look, I have empty hands, so I didn't kill anyone!"
"You, you guys..."
Tashan Fort is actually a military fortress built on a small hill. The hill is not high and the fort is not big, but it has all the internal organs. After several months of repairs, all the fortifications are complete.
Since there is no moat, in order to prevent the Tatars from attacking nearby, several trenches were dug around the fortress and various traps were laid out so that they could not directly approach the fort. If they wanted to get close, they would have to go around in various ways. When night comes, even this earth-leading road is lined with many resisting horses.
However, at this time, all the resistance horses were gone, Tashan Fort was also brightly lit, and Zu Dashou led his troops to open the city gate to welcome them outside.
The wind and snow were getting stronger. Zu Dashou watched the fire in the distance getting closer and closer. His frown gradually relaxed. He looked around and glanced at the two adopted sons beside him, and saw their expressions. I was a little nervous, and I couldn't help but swallow my saliva.
He's coming, he's coming
Chang Yu rode his jet-black war horse slowly to the city gate. Zu Dashou quickly stepped forward to greet him, bowed and clasped his fists in salute: "Last General Zu Dashou..." Before he could finish his words, Chang Yu turned over. He dismounted and put out his hand: "General Zu, you are fine."
Zu Dashou knew that this eunuch had no official airs, did not like to show off, and hated red tape, so he raised his hands and said: "Thanks to Lord Du Gong, everything is very good. It will be even better to see you return in triumph!"
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As they said that, the two held hands and laughed. Although they didn't meet often, they had a heart-to-heart and cherished each other. Everything was unspoken.
The generals who followed Zu Dashou had smiles on their faces, but they were also filled with emotion in their hearts. They all knew that the person Zu Dashou was most wary of in the past was the Jinyiwei. They stayed in the military camp all year round, just for fear of being taken advantage of by the Jinyiwei. Fortunately, now, he is very happy with the boss of Jin Yiwei's immediate boss.
The two of them marched hand in hand, with the remaining troops behind them. Zu Kefa and Zu Zerun stared intently at Chang Yu for a while, and then at the two battalions under his command. Their expressions were solemn, but their hearts were turbulent. This was their first time. Meeting Chang Yu for the second time.
The first time was after he was released. When Chang Yu met Zu Dashou in Ningyuan, they took a look at him from a distance. At that time, they felt that this eunuch was very different from the eunuchs in the army in their impressions. Like a young military commander.
Of course, before their first meeting, they had already heard of this eunuch's reputation, and had even fought with his men on the battlefield, but they had never fought face to face.
After this meeting, the chief eunuch went to the south to suppress the bandits. In the following more than a year, Chang Yu's reputation became even more prestigious. The two of them had long been known as thunder, but they still suspected that these military exploits were somewhat watery. To put it bluntly, Just a little bit unconvinced.
But when we saw each other again, we immediately withered away.
The last time I saw Chang Yu was in the General Military Mansion in Ningyuan City. Chang Yu and Zu Dashou were sitting in the lobby, and they were outside the door. It was an interview. Although I felt that Chang Yu had a different temperament and extraordinary momentum at that time, it was far less powerful than now. The stress of saying goodbye.
Just because Chang Yu had just come down from the battlefield at this time, and his murderous intention had not yet disappeared. His whole body was full of domineering power, and his aura was so powerful that ordinary people would feel weak in their legs when they saw it.
You must know that the Zukofa brothers are also warriors on the battlefield. Seeing Chang Yu at this time, he felt like he was being suppressed and breathless, and he knew that this was not just a name for himself. A person's aura determines a person's strength!
Chang Yu has a photographic memory. Although he only glanced at his family and generals when he was visiting his ancestors in Ning last year, he still remembered them clearly. At this time, when he was talking to his ancestors, his eyes passed by. Then he also saw the two brothers, Zu Kefa. Zu Dashou's son and nephew had many generals, but they only took the two of them with him and placed them at the forefront. The purpose was self-evident.
These two people were the first to surrender to the Qing Dynasty and the longest time.
Keep them close to you and discipline them, go to the front line and kill more people, draw hatred from the front line, and be gregarious at the rear.
