Huaxia (9)

In the burning Jiaozhou Bay, the generals of the Broken Army and the Navy Division were angrily discussing everything that was happening in the direction of Guantao Fort. The defender Li Xing brought the news of the Northern Yuan driving his own people to attack the city to the fleet in time, and in addition to being shocked, the sailor brothers poured more shells on the Yuan army's positions near the coast.

This is a group of devils who no longer belong to any nation. If we can destroy them sooner, we can save countless lives.

"The chief of the Dieshan Road sent someone to send a letter, and the general map of the buildings and streets of the capital city presented by Lord Guo has been verified and confirmed!" Zeng Qin, a female military teacher, put a secret report that had just been translated next to the bookcase. After the bookcase, Wen Tianxiang, who was supposed to wait for Kublai Khan's drive in the ten-mile joint camp of the Yangtze River defense line, raised his head and showed a tired smile.

"Send a clipper and a carrier pigeon to set off at the same time, inform General Chen Hangyan, and order him to carry out the "Jing Ke" plan! Wen Tianxiang glanced at the secret report and ordered decisively. The Metropolitan Governor's Office cherishes talents, but it will never risk its own brothers for the sake of a few scholars. Half a year ago, when Zeng Huan was about to take up his post in Jiangxi, he gave him a suggestion to counterattack the Yuan army. Only a few people know the secret of this suggestion, and the code name is "Jing Ke".

The kidnapping of the designer and overseer of the capital city to the south was an indispensable step in the whole plan.

At this moment, it was not Chen Hangyan who was sticking to Jiaozhou Bay, but Li Xing, who was appeased by the two Zhejiang. The soldiers of the Broken Army in each fortress are not just 7,000 veterans, but 53,000 new soldiers, all the men and horses that the Metropolitan Governor's Mansion can take out. On the contrary, stationed outside Jiankang City, in the water village that stretches for ten miles, there are only more than 5,000 broken captives under the Langli Leopard and the Drill Mountain Harrier, and the rest are all volunteers gathered from all over the country

Wen Tianxiang, the governor of the Yangtze River, who drilled his troops and horses every day, immediately hid in the city's government under the pretext of studying the battle plan at the moment when the news of Kublai Khan's return to Jiaozhou Bay came. Since that day, he has not been seen before the soldiers.

The Prime Minister was in Jiaozhou Bay, watching everyone from the battleship. This is a secret known to all the generals of the Broken Armies in the fortress.

"Order Chen Xiuru, the newly trained musketeer, to be transported to Jiaozhou Bay by ship at any time to participate in the battle!" Wen Tianxiang looked at Zeng Qin, who was drafting the order, and continued to add.

"Send a letter to Lu Shikui, whether to be a sinner of the nation or to wash away the shame of the past, let him take some action!"

The staff officers quickly recorded, and one after another orders were transmitted to various places with the help of clippers and carrier pigeons. The Metropolitan Governorate did not have the strength to decide the outcome in a single battle, but it was determined that Kublai Khan and his eagle dogs would never have the opportunity to set foot on the south bank of the Yangtze River.

"Finally," Wen Tianxiang drew his sword, "in the name of the Metropolitan Governor's Office, he sent a message to the steppe, informing them of Kublai Khan's drive of the Liaodong prisoners of war to attack the city, and telling all the tribes that this battle was not against the Mongols, but against a single man, the common enemy of all peoples!" ”

"Kublai Khan is by no means a heroic lord, nor is he the Ming monarch you expect. He is a lone husband, a lone man abandoned even by the Mongols! ”

Tanzhou Town Envoy Division, the partial account of Xia Liangzuo, who commanded the army of Wanhu, and Zhuo Ke, who was thin and had a thin waist but was straight, talked eloquently.

"What about the Zhao family's child, he is an eternal master?" Xia Liangzuo pressed his sword and sneered. knew the other party's intentions, so he deliberately hid in the barracks for nearly a month to avoid embarrassment when old friends met. But he didn't expect Zhuo Ke to be so bold, and finally broke into his military camp regardless of life and death.

At present, the other party is very simple, at the moment on Jinghu South Road, General Saiindeji's soldiers and horses and Song generals Xiao Mingzhe and Yang Xiaorong are in a state of stalemate, and Boyan has transferred most of the new annexed troops to Jiangxi. If the more than 10,000 new troops of Tanzhou Zhenshu choose to stab Saindeji in the back at this moment, it can be said that the entire battle situation in Jiangnan will change dramatically in an instant.

But what good would that do for the Tanzhou Army? The Great Song Dynasty emphasized literature over military force, and the generals could never hold their heads up in front of civilians. At this time, military generals are used, and the royal family dares to promise anything. When the crisis ends in the future, the generals will not have a good outcome. Moreover, at this moment, the army of Boyan is determined to win Jiangxi, and His Majesty Kublai Khan's more than 300,000 soldiers and horses are crossing Shandong, and Keri is about to go south. The prosperity of the Great Song Dynasty at this moment will be short-lived. After a moment of prosperity, it will fall into darkness forever.

"The emperor is very smart, but he is by no means a wise man!" Zhuo Ke thought about it and decided to tell the truth. Zhao Hao's actions in Quanzhou couldn't hide from Beiyuan's meticulous work, and he insisted on saying that a naughty boy was wise and martial, but Zhuo Ke couldn't do it, and it didn't do any good to convince the enemy generals.

"Then I'm strange, where did Brother Zhuo come from. Do you want to use the sword in my hand to make your name worthy? Xia Liangzuo didn't expect Zhuo Ke, who was a lobbyist, to be so honest, and asked with a somewhat teasing expression.

"The Great Song Dynasty is no longer the original Great Song Dynasty, and its rise and fall no longer depends on an emperor!" Zhuo Ke replied calmly. Then, with a smile, he asked rhetorically, "Brother Xia, have you ever heard of the law?" Have you ever used Fujian utensils? Have you ever seen the might of the Broken Army? ”

"A group of rebellious fanatics, thanks to Brother Zhuo's embarrassment to mention those upside-down bastards! As for the military prestige of the Broken Army, Xia is about to see it! Xia Liangzuo's hand pressed the hilt of the sword again, and his thumb pressed lightly, and the tension spring made a loud sound.

"It turned out that Brother Xia would rather be a dog for the Mongols than try a new way of governing the country. Prime Minister Wen's views have always been inconsistent with Zhuo, but Prime Minister Wen gave Zhuo one more choice! Zhuo Ke stretched his neck proudly, "Brother Xia, please swing your sword, in less than ten years, when someone avenges Zhuo today!" ”

Xia Liangzuo's hand was on the hilt of the sword, his knuckles were white, and half of the green frost was cold in the sun, and he pulled it out several times, and then inserted it back into the scabbard several times. I don't know why, but it suddenly became so heavy.

It's not just Xia Liangzuo who needs to make a choice at this moment.

In the Linjiang Army, Boyan led more than 100,000 elite soldiers to the ground. The veteran firefighter Buhua had successfully arrived in Fengcheng, and on the other side of the Wuyang River, the local garrison of the new uprising had not long been returned to the Song Dynasty. The war-hungry Olgrad promised that as long as the Prime Minister gave the order, he could insert the wool in Jinxian City on the other side of the river in half a day.

"Where is Zou Xun?" Boyan ignored the messenger sent by Olgrad privately and asked in a low voice.

"Zou Wei led Wang Shi and Ximen Biao to take the initiative to attack, but the new annexed army couldn't resist it, and they had already retreated to Yuanzhou and Yifeng, and if they took another step back, they would cross the Yuanjiang River!" Boyan's henchman Ai Gegen stepped forward to report.

"Wait another day, when Zou Wei has killed Yuanjiang, Ben Shuai will block his back road. What about Zeng Huan's villager, where is his location? Boyan stroked his beard, and his smile was not without pride.

"He approached Xinyu with Zhang Tang and Lin Qibu, and his movements were very strange!" Gegen hesitated for a moment, then replied in a low voice.

"What do you mean? Do you think there is a deception in it? Boyan obviously felt the temptation in his subordinates' words, and ordered loudly: "Speak, don't be as indecisive as the Nanren!" ”

"Yes!" Gegen stood up straight, looked into Boyan's eyes and said: "The subordinates think that although the prime minister's plan is wonderful, Zou Xun is not a mediocre hand, he fell into our army's arrangement so quickly, it is very strange?" ”

"You think he's doing everything?" Boyan paused and asked.

"He doesn't have enough soldiers and horses in his hands, so he can't play any tricks with the prime minister!" Gegen replied loudly, "But he knew that the prime minister wanted to lead him to a decisive battle on the plains, so he rushed out. There can only be two reasons, first, he thinks that the Broken Capture Army can also compete with our iron cavalry in the plains! ”

This is obviously impossible, and the musket, although sharp, is very slow to reload. Without trenches and fortresses, high-speed horses could easily break through the musketeers' defenses. In private, Boyan had repeatedly rehearsed with his generals the scene of the musket and the iron cavalry competing for supremacy, but came to the conclusion that only behind the fortress and in the mountains could the musket have a chance to compete with the cavalry.

"Second, Jiangnan East Road, and even Liangzhejiang, are what it must save. If the prime minister really rushed in desperately, the threat to the broken army and the thieves was far greater than defeating Zou Xun's troops! Therefore, knowing that he is not fighting against the prime minister, he must also come out to fight with the prime minister! ”

Tens of thousands of households pointed and pointed, and their eyes fell on the sheepskin map, where Jiankang City was located. There, the Northern Yuan Dynasty craftsmen drew a large circle with thick ink, representing the 200,000 troops under Wen Tianxiang.

"You mean, the main force of the thieves is not in Jiankang?" Boyan suddenly seemed to have discovered something, and asked in disbelief. If this is really the case, where did the main force of the thieves go? He jumped up, ran to the table in three steps and two steps, picked up a stack of maps, and threw them down one by one until he pulled out the most crucial one.

Jiaoxian, a precarious and nameless projectile fell into his eyes. Thinking about Kublai Khan's proud character, in an instant, Prime Minister Boyan's face was pale.

"What if?" After a while, Boyan raised his head from the map and asked weakly.

"Or, go straight to Liangzhejiang and force the thief to return to the teacher to save him. Or, turn around and swallow Zou Xun, and then withdraw back to Jinghu! Gegan's answer was succinct and clear.

Boyan cautiously lowered his head in front of the map again, he was the prime minister of Dayuan, and he couldn't do whatever he wanted like a general. After thinking about it repeatedly, Boyan raised his tired eyes and ordered in a low voice: "Give Lu Shikui an order, let him immediately lead the troops eastward, after this battle, the prime minister will promote his Lu family to be a marquis for generations!" ”

"Yes!" Gegen agreed, and took a pen and paper from the desk.

"Order the firefighter not to spend, give up Fengcheng, and quickly return to the division and kill Zou Xun with his own side. cut off the arm of the thief, and he was quite able to protect half of the country! ”

"Yes!" Gegen stopped his pen and handed the parchment to Boyan before the ink had dried. Boyan immediately used the seal, and after half a pillar of incense, the entire Mongolian camp moved.

The fast horse galloped through the mountains, and the messenger on horseback was exhausted, but he did not dare to stop to drink water. The battle to destroy the Song Dynasty has reached this juncture, and time has become the key to victory or defeat.

For six days and six nights, Kublai Khan attacked Guantao Fort.

After all, the tactics of the sea of people have achieved some results, and the two auxiliary forts of Wanghai and Linfeng have been taken by the Yuan army. Although the defender ignited the gunpowder buried in the cellar before retreating into the sea, the auxiliary fort was blown into ruins. The Northern Yuan soldiers still succeeded in achieving the goal of clearing the outer obstacles of Guantao Fort.

In the next step, they had to climb the city wall with superior forces. The battle has reached this point, and everyone's eyes are red. It no longer matters how much it costs one's own side, nor does it matter whether the defenders have less than seven thousand as previously proven. The important thing is that Guantao Fort must be taken down, and Chen Hangyan must die. Otherwise, the soldiers and horses of the Great Yuan will no longer have the courage to enter Jiangnan.

If you don't enter Jiangnan, you won't grab a lot of gold, silver, silk, and beautiful flowers, and the previous brothers will die in vain. Such a loss-making transaction, the Dayuan soldiers were unwilling to do it.

"I'm a little better after all!" Looking at the city wall in the distance, which had been bombed by Li Guida with heavy artillery, Kublai Khan thought proudly. The annoying barbed wire fence had been torn apart by the people, and the trenches crisscrossing the city walls had been filled with corpses by the prisoners. The castle is now a hard-boiled egg, and as long as you crack his shell hard, you can taste the deliciousness of victory.

Once you have captured this fort, you can put heavy artillery on the gun emplacements in the fort and fire at the battleships in the sea. Although the number of guns of the battleships was large, the self-defense was far inferior to that of the fortresses.

He won this battle.

"Boom!" "Boom!" A few discordant cannon shots shattered Kublai Khan's dreams. Behind the smoky city wall, the tiger squat cannon once again spewed out fierce flames, sweeping down the Yuan soldiers who were climbing the city like ants.

"Order Li Guida, give me a bang, and smash all the shells into the fortress!" Kublai Khan put down his binoculars and shouted hysterically.

A moment later, the heavy artillery position of the Northern Yuan Dynasty was once again powerful, and Li Guida shouted frantically, directing the heavy gunners to dump huge projectiles on the walls of Guantao Fort. The surface of the city wall was smashed into bricks and stones, and the craters were like the devil's open mouth, and at the edges, blood was rolling down.

Battleships inside the harbor repeatedly ventured closer to the coast to counterattack heavy artillery positions. However, Li Guida's choice of gun position was very clever, just hiding out of the range of the ship's guns, but he was able to attack the fortress with a scarce number of heavy guns.

After three volleys, the artillery on the walls was dumbfounded. Dark black blood flowed down the crumbling walls, adding a few more strands of intense red to the pitch-black walls. In the blink of an eye, this wisp of blood was covered with more blood, and after the artillery bombardment, tens of thousands of troops launched a frantic assault again.

Li Xing held a knife in one hand and a shield in the other, rushing back and forth on the city wall.

After losing the outer obstacles, the musketeers could no longer stop the Yuan army from climbing the city. But the mission of the castle is not over yet, and they must drag Kublai Khan here until the final victory comes.

Thousands of soldiers climbed up like ants, were cut down in one batch, and pounced on another.

"Hey!" Li Xing used his shield to open up his opponent's blow, stabbing the broken blade into the enemy's soft underbelly. The Han soldier who was on the right side of him twisted his face in pain, but his body refused to fall, and he grabbed the curled steel knife with both hands, and held on to it. On the side, two scimitars slashed at the same time.

Li Xing twisted his body and threw the broken blade at the enemy with a wave of his arm, along with the corpse on the knife. Then he swung his shield and smashed it in the face of a Mongol soldier. The Mongol warrior snorted and fell straight down. Li Xing snatched the scimitar from his hand and swung it one after another, cutting off the two Han soldiers from the city. Then he threw the scimitar as a hidden weapon, sweeping away half of the head that had just reached the wall.

"Brother Li, don't panic, Yan Jing is coming from afar!" Wen Tianxiang's chief guard, Wan Yan Jingyuan, led a team of elites to support from another section of the city wall. Several enemies who tried to attack Li Xing from behind were cut down by him, and the nearby Yuan army changed one after another.

Under the city walls, someone secretly bent bows and arrows.

"Ahh After Yan Jingyuan screamed, his tall body suddenly became shorter, and several scimitars took the opportunity to pounce on him and hit him in the back.

Li Xing turned around abruptly and slammed countless scimitar knives with his shield. snatched Wan Yan Jingyuan back from the hands of death, and the two soldiers of the Broken Army threw away their shields and set up Wan Yan Jingyuan while fighting.

"Get him on board!" Li Xing ordered loudly. Turn around and fight again into the enemy's ranks.

"Put me down, let me go. I won't withdraw, I can't withdraw, the prime minister has landed, the prime minister is waiting for the shore! Wan Yan Jingyuan roared, pushed away the support of the soldiers, and picked up the blood-stained fire gun from the side of the fallen soldier.

Half-kneeling on the ground, he pulled the trigger on the Yuan army near Li Xing.

"Ping!" A Mongol warrior was knocked off the city walls.

"Ping!" Another centurion of the Han army fell to the ground.

"Cut down the cripple with the musket!" Several Han soldiers who rushed to the city wall shouted, leaving Li Xing, and at the same time rushed towards Wanyan Jingyuan.

Wan Yan Jingyuan sneered, continued to reload gunpowder and projectiles, and shot over the opponent who was close at hand. Then, half-kneeling on the ground, he rounded the musket as a short club.

"Lao Tzu is Lord Wen's chief of guard!" The handle of the hardwood musket smashed into the enemy's face with a muffled sound.

"The prime minister is behind Lao Tzu!" Wan Yan Jing turned sideways to avoid a scimitar and pressed the barrel of the gun against the crotch of the enemy soldier.

"Brothers, the prime minister has personally killed him!" Bai Xu took more than a thousand recruits and rushed to Wan Yan Jingyuan's side. A banner with the crescent moon of the Great Wall was planted high on the city wall.

When the soldiers of the Broken Army who were sticking to the city wall heard that Wen Tianxiang had personally participated in the battle, their morale was greatly boosted, and under the leadership of Li Xing and others, they once again drove the Yuan army off the city.

"Who's that outlaw?" Kublai Khan handed the telescope to Li Guida.

"It's Wanyan Jingyuan! Wen Tianxiang's chief of guard! Li Guida exclaimed in surprise. After Yan Jingyuan, Bai Xu, and Li Xing, he saw familiar figures one by one. It's too far away to be sure whether my judgment is correct or not, but the shock from the depths of my heart is incomprehensible.

"Wen Tianxiang in the castle?" Kublai Khan didn't seem to be surprised at all, smiled, and ordered: "If the barrel is cold, give me another bomb." Kill Wen Tianxiang, I will make you prime minister! ”

Li Guida nodded and ran out of the military tent. Kublai Khan's gaze swept over the tired faces of the generals one by one, and he ordered loudly: "Yuechi Che'er, in the next round, you will take our Mongolian warriors to storm the city in person." Li Feng, you spent a lot of money to recruit dead soldiers and push gunpowder carts to blow up the city walls. There is a leader in the order, a reward of ten thousand gold, and the descendants will be officials forever! Kill Wen Tianxiang, kill Chen Hangyan, and level the entire Jiangnan! ”

"Kill Wen Tianxiang, kill Chen Hangyan, and level Jiangnan!" The generals let out a wolf howl.

Tens of thousands of troops were ready to attack again, and Li Guida adjusted the artillery mount and slowly added gunpowder into the muzzle. It was Wen Tianxiang who ruined his life, and he wanted to destroy everything that Wen Tianxiang guarded.

A fierce sound of horses' hooves came from far and near, and on the horse's back, the messenger covered in muddy water raised his arms and shouted: "Long live, Prime Minister Boyan is in a hurry for a thousand miles!" ”

"Prime Minister Boyan is in a hurry!" Kublai Khan's guards rushed forward, dismounted the messenger, and searched for weapons.

"Bring it!" Kublai Khan stretched out his hand. The messenger climbed two steps forward and held up a roll of sheepskin, "Six days ago, Prime Minister Boyan ordered a small messenger to be delivered. ...... along the way"

Kublai Khan snatched the leather scroll with his hand, and did not listen to the messenger's verbosity. There were frequent wars, the post roads were bad, and the horses sounded like leeks along the way, and he understood these words without the messenger saying them.

Yue Chi Che'er came over worriedly, and it took six days to send a thousand miles of urgent delivery, and any military aircraft were delayed.

"The main force of the thieves may be in Jiao County!" The first sentence of Boyan's letter was no longer a secret to Kublai Khan, and the chief of the guard ran to the front line to participate in the battle, and Wen Tianxiang's location was unknown without asking. However, the second sentence in Boyan's letter made his heart sink to the bottom of the sea all of a sudden, "Your Majesty is fighting to level the thieves, and you should prevent most of the emptiness!" ”

"Report, the capital city is urgent!" There was another sound of horses' hooves, and another group of messengers rushed to the Golden Horde with a shout. Without waiting for the guards to stop him, the messenger threw away his weapon, rolled his saddle and dismounted, and held a roll of sheepskin high above his head.

Kublai Khan strode forward and took the sheepskin. The blood-stained parchment scroll was quickly opened, and the Mongolian text created by a line of eight thoughts jumped into the eye: "Chen Hangyan has landed on the shore, and the striker has entered Tongzhou!" ”

"Say, how did the thief Chen get to Tongzhou!" Kublai Khan stepped forward and grabbed the messenger by the neck.

"Chen, Chen thief" The messenger was suffocated with blood, and could not say a complete sentence. Seeing this, the guards who escorted the messenger quickly knelt on the ground and cried: "Your Majesty, Thief Chen suddenly appeared in Nigu four days ago and defeated the defenders. Then he drove a small boat up the Sanggan River, and then abandoned the boat and landed on the shore, heading straight to Tongzhou. There are more than 20,000 soldiers and horses in his army, and there are not enough people in various places to resist! ”

"20,000 people?!" Kublai Khan's hand loosened, and his body fell limply backwards. This time he went south, and he almost evacuated the soldiers and horses guarding Gyeonggi. The number of soldiers and horses left in the Zhuozhou camp and the capital city together was only 20,000. The real golden prince took 20,000 recruits who had never been on the battlefield to fight against Chen Hangyan's 20,000 elite broken army, and there was no hope of victory at all.

And at this moment, Hututmur, the only one who could defend the capital, was sweeping up the remnants of bandits in the north. Even if he heard the news that the starry night came back for help, it would be half a month later when he arrived outside the capital.

"Your Majesty!" Yuechi Che'er reached out to support Kublai Khan and shouted in pain. The capital city cannot be lost, and if the capital is lost, the heroes of the world will laugh at Kublai Khan's incompetence, and the Great Yuan Dynasty will have no appeal to the heroes everywhere. Grassland, Hebei, Shandong, Hexi, all places will rebel. Including the old ministers who were loyal to the past, they will also plan for their future.

Heroes will only follow the strongest, this is the law of the steppe, not something that Kublai Khan himself could change.

"Order the three armies, quickly collect the troops and go north!" With his back against Yuechi Che'er, Kublai Khan commanded weakly. With that, he turned his gaze to the north and never looked back.

The north, the world's first capital outside the city.

"Song!" "Chen!" Countless battle flags leaped out of the horizon by the sun.

………..

"Prime Minister Wen has won a big victory!" In the Quanzhou Imperial Palace, the young emperor Zhao Yu was bored flipping through the newspaper. For several days, the newspapers carried the news that the Yuan army had been forced back by victory. In the far north, General Chen Hangyan has broken through the outer city of Dadu and is advancing towards the imperial city. And the worrying Jiangxi South Road, when Boyan and Zou Xun were fighting, they were copied by Xiao Mingzhe, Yang Xiaorong and the rebel general Xia Liangzuo.

Boyan can only retreat across the Jiangbei, otherwise, he will definitely be surrounded by Zou Wei and Xiao Mingzhe in Jiangxi, and there will be no place to bury. After Boyan retreated, the territory of the Great Song Dynasty could advance to the north and south of Jinghu Lake, and most of the homeland except for central Sichuan and Lianghuai would be recovered.

This is great news, but Zhao Hao can't make himself happy.

"Yes, go straight to the Huanglong Mansion. Your Majesty's return to Beijing is just around the corner! Zhao Shuo replied with a smile.

Quanzhou City has turned into a sea of joy, and outside the imperial city, the cheers of the people passed through the glass windows and hit Zhao Hao's ears.

"Hmm!" The young emperor Zhao Yu nodded and did not make any comments. After this battle, Wen Tianxiang's prestige was even higher. No matter how much lost territory the army regains, it will never belong to the Zhao family.

"Isn't Your Majesty happy?" The little eunuch Yue Qingyang bowed his body tentatively.

"I'm happy, how's that? What if you're not happy? Zhao Hao smiled bitterly. Although he has not lost his personal freedom, he has lost his authority. Except for the occasional symbolic use of a jade seal, in the eyes of everyone, it is almost no different from ordinary children.

"In the opinion of the minister, everything has just begun!" Yue Qingyang smiled secretly, and a few cold lights appeared between his fingers.

End

"Hanging eyes, did you see it, our battle flag has been planted back in Dadu. This time, no one will be able to let you evacuate! Wen Tianxiang walked up to the imperial city and planted a badly wounded Great Wall Bright Moon Flag on the city again.

After more than eight years, the battle flag of the Second Division of the Broken Army was inserted back into Dadu, and countless veterans were excited, looking at the battle flag, with tears in their eyes.

"Huaxia Bixing!" Under the palace walls, the people cheered in unison. From this day on, they are no longer fourth-class slaves, they may belong to different ethnic groups, but in the land of China, their shoulders are as tall and short as ever.

"Prime Minister, Prime Minister!" A ragged beggar squeezed out of the crowd and desperately rushed to the tower where Wen Tianxiang stood. The Breaker soldier in charge of the escort was quick and rushed forward to stop him.

"I want to see the Prime Minister, and the soldiers of the Second Division want to see the Prime Minister," the beggar shouted frantically, revealing a terrifying scar under his ragged clothes.

"Another madman!" The onlookers commented in disgust. Since the remnants of the Broken Army came to the capital again, there have been people pretending to be soldiers of the lost Second Division every day. Every day, liars are asked out of the government by Chen Longfu, who is in charge of the city's pacification work, and thrown to the Lugou Bridge to dig a river.

"The head of the third regiment of the second division, the first battalion and the third team, Chen Jiu reported to the prime minister!" Seeing that no one believed him, the beggar shouted at the top of his voice.

"Ask him to come here!" Wen Tianxiang froze, walked down the city tower, and ordered the guards to make way of a passage. Those who can report the number so clearly may not be liars. After the bloody battle eight years ago, many soldiers of the Second Division were indeed lost in enemy-occupied areas.

When the people heard Wen Tianxiang's words, they laughed and immediately squeezed forward desperately. A beggar can talk to the Prime Minister, and whatever he says will be big news in the newspapers today.

If you can see the Prime Minister exposing the liar in person, it will be the best conversation after tea and dinner in a month.

"What did he say? What did he say? The people standing in the back row were desperately moving forward, but they couldn't squeeze anymore, so they craned their necks and asked.

"Don't make noise, don't make noise, can't hear, can't hear!" People in the front row protested. If it weren't for the guards of the Broken Army holding hands, they would have rushed to Wen Tianxiang's side to expose the truth on behalf of the prime minister. This Chen Jiu is a famous scoundrel who has lived every day for several years by picking up other people's leftovers and emptying the toilet for others. If he is a veteran of the Broken Army, then all the people can call themselves Chen Hangyan.

"He's digging something, a roll of rags!" There are sharp-eyed people in the front row who make loud introductions. In the back row, clever newspaper writers pulled out pencils and wrote on their sleeves.

"A beggar approached the prime minister and pulled out a roll of rags, and he said....." What will he say? The main writer cocked his feet and craned his neck to listen.

In the crowd, the beggar shook his hand and gently opened a thick cloth bag that had changed color and smelled of sweat.

"Copper coin, this madman!" Someone scolded in disappointment.

"That's not a copper coin, that's a land protection certificate! Back then, someone exchanged gold coins for one gold coin to buy one! Someone immediately retorted. The beggar in front of him is a rich man, and the land protection certificates of more than a dozen fallen soldiers, even if they are not sold to collectors, are enough to exchange for food and clothing for his life after being handed over to the government.

"Cheng, Prime Minister, I endured humiliation and secretly lived at that time....." The beggar Chen Jiu's mouth trembled, and he was so excited that he couldn't speak.

"Speak slowly, I listen. Brothers, brothers, listen! Wen Tianxiang took the heavy cloth bag, and his heart was full of excitement. This is the land defense certificate issued by the Fujian Metropolitan Governor's Office when it resisted Zhang Hongfan's army, and most of the soldiers of Chen Hangyan's second division were Fujian locals, and almost everyone received a land defense certificate.

"Those who hold this have defended the land for the country." Behind the copper plate, it is the testimony written by Wen Tianxiang himself and carefully cast by Shao Wubing Factory.

The nearby soldiers of the Broken Capture Army took their clothes and draped them on Chen Jiu's shoulders. The battle was too fierce that year, and after the Second Division completed its mission, it evacuated by boat in Nigu. The hundred warships that went there were only twenty and a half loads when they returned. If Chen Jiudutou could follow the brigade to return south, he would definitely have been promoted to general by now.

"I've endured humiliation for so long, I just want to ask the prime minister a word?" Veteran Chen Jiu's lips trembled and he muttered.

The surrounding people immediately quieted down, and the soft-hearted began to quietly touch their tears. This man is not a madman, he has been a beggar for many years, but he guards his most precious things.

"Say, listen, everyone!" Wen Tianxiang couldn't hide the excitement in his heart, and replied with a trembling voice. Fifteen years of thorns, how many men like Chen Jiu are buried in the wilderness. Today, whatever they ask, we should do our best to meet them.

"That year, a few of us were separated and hid in the sewers. Didn't eat, myrrh. The brothers went away one by one, and before leaving, they asked me to ask the prime minister" Chen Jiu wiped a handful of tears and choked up, "They asked me to ask the prime minister, back then, what the prime minister said back then......"

The crowd of onlookers moved, holding their breath together. This sentence, no matter what Chen Jiu says, is enough to be engraved in the annals of history.

"Does the promise he made when he fought the world last year still count?" Chen Jiu picked up the land guard certificate and asked softly.

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Alcoholic's note: After eight years of bloody war, the alcoholic will not repeat it. Historically, there have been countless counterattacks to defend against foreign humiliation, and each battle can be written down, and every battle needs to be recorded like a huge pen from the rafters.

Those heroes who guarded the Chinese civilization from being conquered by foreign races, no matter whether their struggle was victory or defeat, are worthy of our eternal memory.

History is not recorded in the hope that the tragedy will never be repeated.

Thank you again to all the readers who supported this book, and the alcoholic can continue to work hard, not because of the spirit beads, but because of your attention.

Please stay tuned for the alcoholic's new book, Homestead, thank you.