"Yes, General." The messenger replied with his head buried deeply. His body lay firmly on the ground, not daring to move at all. I am afraid that it will cause displeasure to the person sitting on it and bring disaster to myself.
"Damn it." After hearing the messenger's answer, Fu Heng gritted his teeth, clenched his fist and knocked hard on the armrest of the chair.
"These rebels are really bullying people. I haven't gone to beat you yet, but you have come to beat us first. What do you call the bandit-suppressing army? What does this mean? Do you regard us as bandits? Even if we are bandits, it is you. Bandits you can't afford to offend." When he recalled the name of the Bandit Suppression Army, Fu Heng couldn't contain his anger and cursed.
However, Fu Heng had not yet had time to vent his inner anger. At this time, another call came from the guard outside the door: "Report, there is an urgent call from Fujian for 600 miles."
The guard's words made Fu Heng's heart tighten: "Is there another problem in Fujian?"
"Quickly pass." Fu Heng ordered hurriedly.
"Hey!" The guard quickly stood up and passed on the message.
After a while, a messenger from Fujian who was in the dusty world came to Fu Heng, knelt down and shouted:
"Slave, please see the general."
"Well, it's urgent in Liuli, Fujian. What's the report?" Fu Heng asked after answering.
"Report to the general that the anti-thief troops entrenched in Meizhou, Guangdong have 150,000 troops, and they are divided into two groups to attack Fujian. The anti-thief troops are numerous and powerful, and they have attacked the city all the way. Now the troops are directed towards Longyan and Zhangzhou."
"Although General He Zhang tried his best to resist, he did not have enough troops, so he ordered his servants to come to the general for help. General He Zhang's letter is here." After the messenger finished speaking, he held a letter high above his head.
When Su Yunting next to Fu Heng saw this, he naturally came to the messenger, took the letter, opened it, and forwarded it to Fu Heng.
Fu Heng took the letter from Su Yunting and glanced at it a few times. After identifying the seal in the letter, it was revealed that the messenger soldiers did not come and go much here.
At the same time, He Zhang also stated in the letter that he originally planned to mobilize the Fujian Navy to go to Guangdong to carry out harassment. But they never thought that after the Guangdong Navy surrendered to the enemy, its strength would greatly increase with the support of the rebels.
Today, the Fujian Navy is stuck in the port due to a lack of warships, making it difficult to go out to defend the enemy.
The more Fu Heng read He Zhang's letter, the uglier his face became. The plans he made with the generals in Nanchang all turned out to be empty talk.
Under the government meeting hall, two messengers from different places were lying on the ground with their heads down and did not dare to move. Anyone who is not a fool knows that today's atmosphere is not suitable for rash action.
The generals who were sitting or standing in the hall all felt heavy when they looked at Fu Heng's solemn expression.
Suddenly, Fu Heng glanced at the generals in the hall. His originally solemn expression suddenly relaxed as he put down the letter in his hand.
"Okay, don't worry. General He Zhang has already said in his letter that everything can be controlled. Although the rebels are called 150,000, they are actually more than 20,000. At the same time, there are only a few thousand rebels who can fight. That’s it. The rest are just mud-legged people who just put down their hoes and don’t know fear." Fu Heng said confidently, as if he was not worried at all.
"Not only that. With just a few people, the rebels actually split into two groups. It's really looking for death. Haha..." Fu Heng laughed as he spoke.
"What the general said is true. This rebel is too arrogant and will never be a match for our Qing soldiers..."
The generals in the hall seemed to be infected by Fu Heng's optimism, and they all echoed.
Fu Heng looked at the two messengers who were still kneeling on the ground, and said with rare kindness in his words: "You two, get up! I've been lucky to you along the way. Go down and have a good rest."
"Hey...slave (junior), thank you General for your kindness." After hearing Fu Heng's words, the two messengers breathed a sigh of relief. Kowtow quickly and then bow down to thank him.
When the two messengers got up and prepared to leave, the guard outside the government office hall came in again and announced: "Report, report to the general, there is an urgent report coming from Jingzhou from 800 miles away."
"Jingzhou? Could it be that Shang Jiabao sent people to find reinforcements again?" Fu Heng was suspicious.
Fu Heng had already made up the plan of "surrounding Wei and rescuing Zhao", so naturally he would no longer receive requests for help from Shang Jiabao. After all, not sending troops to rescue after receiving a call for help is against the most basic morality, and it will inevitably be criticized by the court in the future.
However, the guard had already stated in public that it was the Eight Hundred Miles urgent call from Jingzhou. If I refuse to answer, I don’t know what else will be spread from the mouths of the generals in this room.
Suppose Shang Jiabaozhen could not stop the rebels' attack and was killed by the rebels. No matter how much he is favored by the Holy One, he will still be guilty and will offend the Shang Jiabao family.
"If it doesn't work, we will send thousands of soldiers and horses to Jingzhou to relieve the siege! This way we can stop everyone's mouth." After Fu Heng thought about it, he immediately ordered the guard who came in to report: " Bring him in."
"Come on, I accept your order." The guard knelt down again and went out.
Although the messengers from Jiangxi and Fujian also wanted to stay and listen to the intelligence from Jingzhou. However, the atmosphere in the entire meeting hall was very quiet at this time. Feeling deeply that their positions were low, the two had no choice but to follow the guards who came in and go out.
The two of them also knew that if they were ignorant and offended anyone in the hall, even if they cut themselves off, no one would explain to them.
After a while, another messenger came in from the door of the hall, knelt down in front of Fu Heng and shouted: "Report to the general, the military situation in Jingzhou is urgent."
I saw the messenger raising the military information in his hand above his head as he spoke.
When Fu Heng received the intelligence letter and checked the seal, he found that it was not Shang Jiabao's seal.
"What's going on? It's not Shang Jiabao asking for help?" Fu Heng secretly breathed a sigh of relief. However, when Fu Heng came back to his senses and read the brief content in the letter, his breathing quickened unnaturally.
In April, the weather has warmed up. But the temperature in Nanchang is definitely not hot. But Fu Heng felt that his back was already sweating, and he felt a little cold.
Su Yunting on the side looked at Fu Heng who was sitting in the chair, with a more solemn expression than the one who had just received the military information from Fujian. Fu Heng even had sweat on his forehead without realizing it.
Su Yunting has been following Fu Heng for several years, but he has never seen Fu Heng look like this. Such a scene made Su Yunting feel less anxious and uneasy.
Suddenly, Fu Heng stood up. The hands that were holding the paper tightly seemed to have lost their strength, allowing the military information paper to fall.
Just now, Fu Heng could still talk to people from Fujian with a smile. At this moment, his face was indeed full of surprise, and even a little fearful, and he asked the soldier who was kneeling on the ground: "Do you know the specific situation in Jingzhou? Is General Shang really martyred for his country? Where are the rebels at this time?"
