Dragon Yin (1)

Braving the drizzle, a dozen horses hurried across the heavenly streets.

On both sides of the street, in the shops that were open but had little business, the probe poked out a few silk caps inlaid with nephrite, spun around, let out a low sigh, and shrank back.

"Ahh The general on horseback seemed to be startled by this sigh, and slowly took his mount, and looked around, full of lingering eyes.

In the eye, the painted beams of the phosphorus sub-section ratio and the cornices of the hooks and corners all exude a sense of tranquility in the drizzle. The deliberately antique elegance on the roof, and the publicity of the gold lacquer at the façade, are perfectly combined. From the diagonal bridge in the north to the Fengshan Gate, it is ten miles long, and it is a combination of living and doing business. Roughly counted, there are more than 440 lines, although it has been looted by several wars, it is still difficult to hide its prosperity in those years.

This is Lin'an, the former capital of the Great Song Dynasty.

"Between the dance pavilions and songs, under the blue bricks and blue tiles, I have also slept in the wind and flow!" Unconsciously a little song written by Chen Long came up in his heart, Du Hu gently shook the reins, changed to a quiet street, and made a detour to the wharf outside the city. Xue Yuncong under his crotch seemed to know the master's intentions, and snorted a few times and walked forward slowly. The newly replaced farriers made a pleasant crisp sound on the bluestone pavement, like the strings plucked by crisp hands in the peach blossom dock.

This street is not as open as the sky street where shops are gathered, but it is a few more minutes quiet. The courtyards on both sides of the road are very large, and the blue-gray courtyard walls with black tiles are not as tall and low as ordinary people's, but undulating like waves, setting off the thick and faint greenery in the courtyard.

In several courtyards, there was the sound of Langlang reading, "Zi said: There are friends from afar, and I am very happy." Zi said: People don't know but don't know, and they don't know how to be gentlemen. Zi said: If you are a threesome, you must have my teacher......"

Du Hu smiled, and his mind instantly returned to the worry-free time of twenty years ago. Back then, he grew up in the Prime Minister's Mansion next to this official street. In the family study, he carried poetry and books on his back, and dreamed of self-cultivation, family harmony, governing the country, and leveling the world.

"Dang, dang, dang" The long bell in the Hui Hui Monastery (Muslim temple) interrupted the sound of reading at home. In the drizzle, the domed temple built by the Semu merchants looked even more beautiful. Lin'an City is the capital of all nations, hundreds of thousands of Hu people come here every year to do business, and various sects also come one after another, and the quiet and elegant Confucian Temple contrasts with each other.

"Ding, ding, ding!" As if jealous of the Huihui, a short and rapid sound of copper chuan sounded at the end of a street that was a little deeper. The pigeons, sheltering from the rain in the garden, cheered and scrambled to fly farther away, to the spire where the cross was erected.

"Angry hair rushed to the crown, relying on the block, Xiao Xiao Yu rested. Raise your eyes, look up to the sky and howl, and ...... fierce "The bell has passed, and in the courtyard, the sound of children's reading has come out again, penetrating the wind and rain."

Du Hu was stunned, and the blood all over his body gathered to the top of his head in an instant. His scalp was wooden, and his whole body trembled slightly.

"Master, is the Tartar Kingdom stronger than us?" More than 20 years ago, in the same courtyard, the young Du Hu once asked the gentleman in the family school. (During the two Song dynasties, clan families usually set up family schools and hired famous teachers to teach the children of the clan.) ）

"Where is strong, a bunch of barbarians. Build the city as rough as a pigsty in the countryside. The only thing that looks like a little bit is the Bianliang area, which still robbed our territory! So said the gentleman who fled from the north to Jiangnan.

In his mouth, whether it is the Liao people who have been defeated, the Jin people, or the Mongols who have just risen. They are all savage robbers who will do nothing but kill, rob and herd. The temperament is coarse, and the way of governing the country is equally coarse. Everywhere is full of obscurantism and gore.

"Then how can we lose again and again?"

Mr. is speechless, and the only thing that can be answered is this song "Man Jianghong".

The sage said, so that the people have a constant birth, and the people of Li are not hungry or cold, then the world is invincible. Lin'an has done this, although the goods issued by the state to the people are largely supplied by other regions. But it's the richest place in the world.

Guan Zi said that the country is rich and the army is strong. Lin'an has also done it, it is the most prosperous city in the world, and thousands of merchants gather. But his soldiers are the weakest in the world.

This city of 1.5 million people could not stop the hooves of the Mongols. Barbarism conquered civilization and proudly raised its head and declared its victory for all eternity.

Why?

The gentleman back then had no answer, and now Du Hu is also confused. This kind of confusion, like the sailor having to retreat to Fujian Road when the situation is good, bites his heart like a poisonous snake.

"General Du, let's go! Sooner or later, we'll have to fight back! At the crossroads, Zhang Tang's unique loud voice was heard. Unlike Du Hu, who grew up in Lin'an since he was a child, he doesn't have so many feelings of insolvency in front of him in this famous city with a population of 1.5 million. For him, he has been here, and it is the greatest pleasure in his life to fight the two new attached armies all over the place to find teeth. As for the immediate strategic retreat, it is just to prepare for the next attack. In this Lin'an City, the Broken Army can enter the first and second times, and it can enter the third time. Anyway, it is close to the Qiantang River, and the artillery advantage of the Broken Army can be fully brought into play.

"Let's go, have all your first brothers withdrawn to the docks?" Du Hu's gaze swept over the chic flower walls of some families again, as if he wanted to imprint all the tranquility of this moment in his eyes.

It would take hundreds of years to build a city, and a fire would be enough to destroy her. The Mongols won Lin'an and demolished the bluestone walls that surrounded the city. The Breakers recaptured Lin'an, and the artillery fire smashed the fish market alley near the pier outside the city into white ground. In the next few years, Lin'an will gain, lose, lose, gain, and I don't know how many times it will be experienced. Every time, she loses three points of color. In the future, when Prime Minister Wen can really straighten out everything behind the broken army, Lin'an may no longer exist.

In Du Hu's heart, a little hatred faintly floated. He knew who influenced the prime minister's decision-making. Sooner or later, these people will be eliminated by their own hot hands.

For the revival of the Great Song Dynasty, and for the prosperity in front of us, not to be ruined by wrong decisions again and again.

"It's already started to get on the boat, and the brothers don't want to go, it's a bit of a mess. But with Su Gang, Fang Sheng, and Wang Laoshi, they persuaded them, and there would be no big problems! Zhang Tang and Fang Kui rode over and walked with Du Hu.

When the three guards are combined, the lineup is a little too large. The people along the street heard the sound of horses' hooves, hurriedly closed the doors of the courtyard, and the sound of reading stopped abruptly.

"Alas, if you want to rely on me, you will not quit Lin'an. With the warships and artillery in our hands, we can hold on to 100,000 Tartars! Fang Kui touched his ** stubble and complained unwillingly.

In the past few months, he has played a full role in his majesty. On the new battleships, the guns are hidden in the belly of the ship. When not in use, pull the cannon window, no matter how much wind and rain outside, it will not affect the firing device in the warehouse. When fighting, the porthole was pulled open and the artillery was pushed outward. More than a dozen guns per ship, and more than a dozen warships fired at the same time each time, the scene was like Thor's might. In an instant, an area can be turned into a sea of fire. Even if the Jurchens encountered the Iron Floating Massacre back then, they couldn't please it. (Tiefutu, the Jurchens' iron-clad heavy cavalry.) Once known as the strongest in combat effectiveness, he was destroyed by Yue Fei and Liu Qi. ）

Last time, Fan Wenhu rashly attacked, and tens of thousands of horses were bombarded by artillery and immediately dispersed. Until now, wherever the battleship Yunfan could be seen, Fan Wenhu's new annex army had hid far away. Not only the new annexed army, but also the Tanma Red Army and the Han Army who rushed to Jiangnan from the Lianghuai area, did not dare to easily approach the coastal areas. I always sent people to investigate several times to make sure that there was no banner of the captured army on the water, and then I bluffed and shouted to "recover" the country.

"What's the use of guarding Lin'an. The emperor's lair was copied by the family, and people in the world still blamed us for the fault. Du Hu sneered, and in his nostrils, the word emperor deliberately dragged him long.

He himself was angry and unwilling at the withdrawal order sent by the Fujian Metropolitan Prefecture. The strategic purpose of the troops out of Zhejiang and Zhejiang that day was to contain Fan Wenhu's 200,000 new annexed troops and disrupt the deployment of Zhang Hongfan's 500,000 troops marching together. From a strategic point of view, this goal has now been achieved. At this time, there was nothing wrong with the arrangement of the first standard, the naval division, and the Fang family fleet to withdraw to Fujian. However, the enemy needs to change and cannot stick to the original plan. At present, the number of militia troops in the two Zhejiang areas who spontaneously organized to obey the orders of the Fujian Metropolitan Governor's Office is no less than 100,000, and if we can rely on the coastal cities and spend half a year to integrate these 100,000 righteous troops, it is no different from the fact that there is another army in the hands of the prime minister. Zhang Shijie, who is known as the first general of the Great Song Dynasty, was copied at this time. The Fujian Metropolitan Governor's Office was obviously no longer under the orders of the imperial court, but it made the decision to rescue Guangnan, and ordered the first standard and the sailor who were fighting smoothly in the two Zhejiang provinces to return to Fuzhou as soon as possible to wait for the new dispatch.

At this time, sending troops to rescue the dynasty is definitely the next strategy. The road is long, and General Ling Zhen and the remnants of the soldiers under his command may not be able to hold out until the time the Broken Army arrives. The move of abandoning the good situation of the two Zhejiang provinces and retreating is also bound to weaken the rebel army gathered around the broken army. Without the protection of the Broken Army, it is conceivable what kind of life and death tests these rebels who have gathered together by blood, incomplete weapons and armor, and have not undergone formal training.

Perhaps, what awaits them is the same ending as the Battle of Ganzhou and the 100,000 rebels of the Ministry of Education. For the sake of an emperor to let Fujian take risks, give up 100,000 hot-blooded men, is this price too big?

"If you want me to say, it's not better to have no emperor. Anyway, the imperial court will never do anything else except cause chaos for us. If you really need a son of heaven to fool the people, Lord Wen himself will put on a yellow robe. Anyway, his current appeal is no less than that of the emperor! Fang Kui saw that Du Hu's face turned blue with hatred, and he smiled and fanned the flames beside him. He has worked with Du Hu and Zhang Tang for a long time, and he has long known that in the minds of the two, the status of the imperial court is far less important than the Prime Minister's Mansion.

"Hugh, Hugh. Let's talk about this in private, and don't let irrelevant people hear it. Otherwise, something may happen again. Those literati never used knives to kill people. The prime minister's decision to return to Guangnan this time must have been weighed repeatedly. You and I are both generals who lead the troops, just do what you are told. I believe in the Prime Minister, he must have his reason for doing this! Zhang Tang interjected in a low voice, interrupting the two of them complaining.

The pirates were supposed to have the blue sky above their heads and their feet on the deck. There is no inch of land under him, so he has never been loyal to "the guests of the land, all of whom are kings". If Wen Tianxiang took the opportunity to play the royal flag at this moment, the cooperative relationship with the Fang family would be further than the current level. There are family interests involved, which seems to be careless, but in fact, it is a bad stomach, and of course it will give the generals of the Broken Army all kinds of bad ideas.

But Zhang Tang, who is far more careful on the outside than on the outside, knows that things are not as simple as they seem. Except for a few literati in Fujian and the high-ranking generals of the Broken Army, most people still equate the state with the emperor today. In their eyes, the emperor is the state, and the court is also the state. Fujian's reform of the military system, the change of the official system, and all kinds of transgressions can also be understood as an expedient measure against the Northern Yuan, which belongs to the scope of the prime minister's power. The people of the world, especially the scholars and doctors who have read the books, although they are slightly dissatisfied with this change, can still bear it on the whole.

And once Wen Tianxiang is still in Fujian at the moment, or is pushed to the throne by some people, I am afraid that more than half of the people in the world will have to be punished with a pen. Many people will even throw themselves under Kublai Khan without hesitation, borrowing external forces to avenge the Great Song Dynasty.

Therefore, Wen Tianxiang had to stop the military operations in Liangzhejiang and go all out to rescue the imperial court and the Jianghuai army on the Guangnan East Road. Only then will Chen Hangyan be ordered to lead the ninth, tenth, eleventh, and twelfth four new standards to pass through Zhangzhou to meet Mrs. Xu. Only then will the first standard and the sailor division be ordered to return to the army quickly. But with Zhang Tang's understanding of Wen Tianxiang at this time, deep down, he believes that Wen Tianxiang will definitely not sacrifice the interests of Fujian Road as Du Hu complained. He will find a more suitable way to resolve the immediate crisis by means that no one can think of.

This is not out of Zhang Tang's consistent trust in Wen Tianxiang. Zhang Tang came to such a conclusion from Wen Tianxiang's clever means of using the Wenpushan incident to rectify Fujian's military and political affairs last time. At that time, the Broken Army was also divided into two major factions supporting the imperial court and supporting the Prime Minister's Mansion, and the leader of one of the factions was still the deputy commander of the Broken Army, Wen Tianxiang's friend Zou Wei. Just when everyone thought that the two factions would be incompatible, Wen Tianxiang first skillfully "demoted" Du Hu to the sailor camp for training to stabilize the morale of the army. Then take advantage of the aftershocks brought by the Wenpu Mountain turmoil to simplify the military ranks. The rank of the Great Song Dynasty army of more than 50 levels was turned into a simple level of more than 10, and Zou Wei and his supporters were isolated from the military power through the method of promoting the military rank and approving the scope of responsibility. Subsequently, the water battalion became an independent division, and Du Hu and the water division under his command became a powerful strike force outside the land mark of the Broken Army.

Du Hu glanced at Zhang Tang and stopped talking. The military order is like a mountain, even if he is unwilling in his heart, he has to withdraw the sailor on schedule. whined, but because of the inevitable expression of nostalgia for his hometown, and the habit he formed when he traveled to the rivers and lakes. For Wen Tianxiang, he has the same worship and respect as Zhang Tang in his heart. At this moment, although his mouth is full of resistance to the military orders of the Fujian Metropolitan Governor's Office, and he is given orders in another place, he may not be able to obey them.

Dozens of horsemen slowly walked out of the city, and from a distance, they saw that the wharf was crowded with people like a festival. When I got closer, I saw that it was dense, and the incense case for seeing off was near the riverside, and it had been placed for several miles in the distance. Or brightly dressed, or linen robes ragged Lin'an fathers knelt behind the incense case, against the drizzle, raised the incense over the head, and sent it from afar.

On the incense case, fresh melons and fruits, bacon and smoked fish, large households are commonplace, and ordinary people can only eat the delicacies during the festival are piled up. Whenever the soldiers of the Broken Army lined up on the boat, there were young men rushing over from their own incense cases, eating melons and fruits, and constantly stuffing them into the arms of the soldiers. Some simply wore blankets and hung them directly around the necks of the soldiers.

"No, no, old man, don't!" The sharp-eyed soldier saw Zhang Tang and Du Hu approaching, and was afraid that the two would blame him, so he hurriedly excused himself.

"Why not, the strong man went back to save the emperor, the sea journey was thousands of miles, the little old man couldn't help much, and it was too much to get some food. If the little old man can use a knife and a gun, he would have killed it with you, it would be better than watching the Tartars insult my temple! A white-bearded old man in a silk robe who had read for a few days said with a glare.

"Yes, yes, bring it, kill two more Tartars when you're full, and rescue the emperor. Let the Tartars know that my Song people are powerful! As soon as the white-bearded old man's words fell, a man with patched clothes and the appearance of a peasant took over. Holding a few pears in his hand, he couldn't help but say that he stuffed them into the soldier's hand. "Send pears, send pears. Go early and return early, come back, pick up the stubble and cut the Tartars and the minions surnamed Fan, and raise my great Song prestige! In more than three years, the second child has never been so angry as in the past two months."

"Uncle!" Du Hu, who was full of poetry and books, couldn't say a word behind the crowd. The feeling of coldness and numbness instantly surged all over his body, and his nose suddenly became sore, as if something was about to gush out of his eyes.

Looking back, Zhang Tang and Fang Kui had already jumped off their horses, walked into the crowd, and took the gifts from the people, bags of which were hung on the shoulders of the soldiers.

"Everyone's meaning today, Zhang Tang, the Broken Army, Prime Minister Wen has written it down!" Zhang Tang trembled his lips and said incoherently. In the past two months, he has been roaming the two provinces and Zhejiang, and he has caused a lot of killings. Under the knife, there are mostly heinous people who have betrayed the country and defected to the enemy, but there are also occasional people who have been wronged.

But the people of Liangzhejiang only remembered his goodness, and even did not complain about their withdrawal of troops back to Fujian. Share the best food you can with the Breakers, hoping that they will rescue the Emperor and give everyone more hope when they are fourth-class slaves.

They are numb, they are weak. But in the hearts of most of them, they can always distinguish right from wrong in this troubled world. Knowing who used their lives to bring them back the dignity of being human beings.

"It's Zhang Dashuai, General Du, and General Hefang!" Someone recognized the identities of the three people from their clothes and the expressions of the soldiers, and the crowd of farewells erupted in cheers, and more and more people rushed to this side. The guards stood in a circle, trying to isolate the people from the circle, but they could not stop the flow of people, and they were pushed to the ground.

"Fathers and elders, don't squeeze, don't delay the generals' trip, delay them to save the emperor and save my Great Song Dynasty!" Behind the crowd, someone shouted loudly.

The crowd calmed down a little, and several big men, carrying gilded shoulders, squeezed in front of Zhang Tang.

"General Zhang, General Du, General Fang, please get on the sedan chair, let our brothers have a few, and send you on board!" The big man in front leaned down, half-knelt on the dirt and said.

"Please get on the sedan chair!" The big men who followed behind squatted down in unison and crossed the three shoulders in front of Zhang Tang.

"Langli leopard, river dragon, drilling harrier, why are you here!" Zhang Tang was taken aback and shouted.

When the surrounding people heard these names, they were so frightened that they took a few steps back and gave way to a small open space.

Langli Leopard, Guojiang Dragon, Drill Mountain Harrier and others are famous bandits in Zhejiang and Zhejiang. Although they followed the Broken Army and repeatedly defeated the Yuan Army, in the eyes of ordinary people, they were still bandits, completely different from the regular army of the imperial court.

"Our seventeen village owners got together to calculate, you go to save the Great Song Dynasty, I can't help. But these days, I have been following the Broken Army to kill the big and small Tartars, so I'm here to give you a ride. I hope that my brother will save the emperor as soon as possible, and then everyone will kill the Tartars side by side! General Zhang, please get on the sedan chair."

"This!" Zhang Tang was so moved that he didn't know what to say. After the Broken Army left, the Righteous Army had to face Fan Wenhu's revenge alone. Instead of complaining, several leaders risked being remembered to see them off. It's hard to reciprocate.

"A few heroes, listen to Du's words, I'll go back when I go. You go to the mountains to settle down first, don't fight with the surname Fan for the gains and losses of one city and one place. Clean him up, we have a chance! Du Hu reacted quickly and took the opportunity to point out a way out for the heroes.

"I'll wake up. He Fan Wenhu has a Tartar behind him, can't I hide if I can't afford to provoke him, it's a big deal to go all the way south to Fujian to defect to Prime Minister Wencheng! Kill the Tartars again! Langli Leopard replied with a smile, commanding all the heroes, and putting the other shoulder at Du Hu's feet. General Du, please get on the sedan chair! ”

"Get on the sedan chair, come back as soon as possible to kill the Tartars, and raise my great Song Guowei!" Under the leadership of Langli Leopard and others, the surrounding people shouted. At this moment, it is impossible to distinguish who is the bandits and who is the ordinary people.

Zhang Tang, Du Hu, and Fang Kui were successively lifted onto the deck. Fang Kui, who has been a pirate for half his life and has never revealed his true origin on the shore, his lips trembled, and the water on his face was crystal clear, not knowing whether it was rain or tears.

The troop-transporting giant ship slowly lifted anchor.

"Kill the Tartars, raise my great Song Guowei!" Countless pairs of arms waved in the rain, like countless knives, waving in the memories of Zhang Tang, Du Hu and Fang Kui, as well as everyone.

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