Chapter 87
The news of Dongchang's defeat was transmitted back to Beiping, and under the shock, Zhu Gaochi smashed the tea cup in his hand.
The general Zhang Yu was killed in battle, and the Yan army suffered more than 100,000 casualties, and the rest all fled. Sheng Yong took advantage of the victory to pursue, from Dongchang to Guantao, several battles, King Yan personally led the army to the palace, Fang for the army to win a way out.
Sheng Yong took advantage of the situation to attack Texas, and Ping An led the cavalry to attack Zhending. Wu Jie, the Marquis of Anlu stationed in Dezhou, was defeated and led his army back to Hebei, and Xu Zhong also retreated from Zhending to Baoding.
The Yan army, which had high morale and won successive battles, was driven back to Hebei by Sheng Yong from Shandong like a duck after the first battle of Dongchang. Along the way, there were countless discarded grains, grasses, armor, ordnance, and lost war horses.
Zhu Gaochi's face turned pale, he didn't care about his demeanor, he stood up and grabbed Liu Jiang, who was delivering the letter, and asked anxiously, "Is my father okay?" β
Liu Jiang said: "Back to the world, His Royal Highness King Yan is still safe, and the king of Gaoyang County was hit by a poisonous crossbow, and he died desperately with the queen of the palace, and he has fallen into a coma. β
Hearing that King Yan was fine, Zhu Gaochi breathed a sigh of relief and sat back in his chair. As for Zhu Gaochu who was seriously injured by a poisonous crossbow and fell into a coma, Zhu Gaochi was sad on the surface, but what he thought in his heart, only he knew what he said.
If there is no father and son, how can there be brothers?
If you take care of family affection, there will be no changes in Xuanwumen in history, and King Yan will not rebel.
However, Zhu Gaochi still carefully inquired about Zhu Gaochu's current situation, and Liu Jiang didn't know much, so he naturally didn't dare to assert it. After all, the doctor who accompanied the army could not guarantee that the king of Gaoyang County would have no worries.
Even if King Yan was anxious and got angry a few times, there was still no way.
In addition to Zhu Gaoxu, Shen Xuan was also seriously injured and in a coma, which increased King Yan's irritability index.
Five-clawed true dragon?
The whole one breaths fire-tyrannosaurus-rex.
Zheng He's leg was injured and he couldn't serve with him, and the white dog who replaced him was unlucky. Touching the burnt scalp, remembering Zheng He's earnestness when he explained his work, the white dog burst into tears, and he was still too stupid and naΓ―ve.
The life and death of the son and nephew are uncertain, and it is a miracle that King Yan does not breathe fire.
Compared with Zhu Gaoxu, Shen Xuan's injuries are more serious.
desperately held on until the reinforcements arrived, and Zhang Yu, who was hit by a crossbow arrow, was still on his back. When Zhu Neng rushed into the encirclement, he and Zhang Yu on his back had already become bloody.
The blood on the bodies of the two of them is from the Southern Army and their own.
The helmet has long since disappeared, and the killing intent in his black eyes is awe-inspiring.
The Southern Army who trapped Shen Xuan knew that this killing god had exhausted his strength, as long as he rushed forward, he could be cut into meat sauce with a random knife.
Come to think of it, no one dares to take a step forward.
The corpses everywhere, the blood-stained land, once again prove how terrible this ruthless man in front of him is.
Although the merits of war are good, the fate is more important.
The beast can still bite the hunter when it is dying, and no one knows if Shen Xuan can still kill, so he rushed forward rashly, and he has lived enough?
There was only one man, armed with a gun, standing in the midst of all armies, and no one dared to step forward.
Shen Xuan's bravery shocked everyone, and Zhu Neng admired it from the bottom of his heart.
Seeing the scene in front of them, the cavalry of the Yan Army was infected by Shen Xuan's killing intent, and rushed to kill with a roar, and finally opened a bloody road.
The southern army was already frightened by Shen Xuan, and with a Zhu Neng, he didn't dare to step forward to stop him, so he could only watch Shen Xuan get on his horse and rush out of the battle formation with Zhang Yu's body with Zhu Neng.
Outside the formation, the anxious Zhang Fu held a spear in his hand, grabbed the reins of the horse, and prepared to rush into battle to rescue his father.
Seeing Shen Xuan, Zhu Neng and others who rushed out of the encirclement, they couldn't help but be overjoyed. stepped forward, and was just about to speak, but saw Zhang Yu on horseback.
The original color of the armor could no longer be distinguished, the beard and hair were messy, the face was pale, and the breath was completely absent.
Zhang Fu almost fell off his horse, his eyes were red, and his voice was hoarse: "Father? β
King Yan was entangled by peace, and he couldn't show his hands and feet, and when he heard Zhang Yu and Shen Xuan rushing out of the encirclement, his spirit was shocked, but the subsequent news caught him off guard.
Zhang Yu was injured by a crossbow arrow, and his poisoning was deep, and he lacked the skills to return to heaven.
"Lord Wang, General Zhang...... went. β
There was a frustration in his chest that could not be vented, and the sadness and anger drove King Yan to roar, brandishing his long knife, like a fierce tiger, and rushing towards the most dense place of the southern army.
Sheng Yong, swear to kill you!
King Yan personally rushed into battle, and the Yan army was all desperate.
Ping An looked at King Yan, who seemed to be desperate, and did not dare to underestimate the enemy, so he personally greeted him.
In another place, hugging his father's stiff body, Zhang Fu did not shed tears, only full of anger and hatred.
"Sheng Yong!"
He chewed on the name of the commander of the South-South Army in his mouth, and there was a monstrous killing intent in his eyes. He swore that he would kill this man and avenge his father!
Shen Xuan stood in front of Zhang Fu, holding a gun in one hand, and the head of the gun plunged into the soil, barely supporting his body. He looked at the dead Zhang Yu and the angry Zhang Fu, did not speak, slowly, and knelt on one knee.
The boy had gold under his knees.
Silence, sorrow, grief and indignation, completely erupted because of this kneeling.
The division is straight and strong, and the mourning soldiers are difficult to beat.
Zhang Fu put Zhang Yu's body on the horse and clasped Shen Xuan's shoulder hard, "Ziyu, your love, I Zhang Fu will remember it for a lifetime!" β
After the words fell, he jumped on his horse and led the angry Yan army to rush towards the Sheng Yong army who was trying to cut off his own back road.
"Avenge General Zhang, kill!"
Shen Xuan didn't move, Zhu Neng sensed that something was wrong, and stepped forward in confusion, "Ziyu? β
There was no response, only the pungent smell of blood.
Zhu Neng's face changed, and he immediately helped Shen Xuan up, and his eyes widened suddenly.
As far as the eye can see, the wound hit by the fire gun is constantly flowing blood, the armor is broken, and the wounds on the left arm and waist have already been rolled up with flesh and blood.
Zhu Neng gasped, so seriously injured, how did he carry Zhang Yu on his back and support until reinforcements appeared?
"He is worthy of being the son of the Marquis of Dingyuan!" Helping Shen Xuan onto the horse, Zhu Neng held a long knife, "Charge with me!" β
"Obey!"
The Yan army's sudden outbreak of war spirit disrupted the footsteps of the southern army and also broke Sheng Yong's plan.
The encirclement that had not yet been closed was completely torn apart, Sheng Yong did not have time to dispatch the Chinese army, and Ping An could not stop Zhu Di. More and more Yan troops rushed out. The king of Gaoyang County rode on his horse, Zhu Gaosui followed closely by his brother's side, and the brothers took care of each other until they met Zhu Di.
The fearlessness of the two sons touched King Yan, and it was not for nothing that he would love Zhu Gaoxu so much.
Reckless, arrogant, flamboyant, and domineering, when Zhu Gaochu took Zhu Gaosui to sacrifice his life for the queen of the army, they all became insignificant. At this moment, he did everything he could as a general.
On the battlefield, Zhu Gaochi will never be able to compare to Zhu Gaochu, and even Zhu Gaosui is better than him.
Relying on the protective shield provided by Emperor Jianwen, the king of Yan after his palace successfully got rid of the southern army and joined Zhu Neng safely.
The chasing soldiers are also very helpless, long-range weapons can't be used, and they can't beat Zhu Di in close combat, what can they do if they don't let go?
Knowing that Shen Xuan was seriously injured and unconscious, King Yan's face suddenly turned black to the bottom of the pot. didn't have time to scold Sheng Yong for being hateful, and Zhu Gaoxu, who was following on the side, almost fell headlong under the horse.
"Gao Xu!"
King Yan was shocked, but fortunately, Zhu Gaosui grabbed his brother and didn't let Zhu Gaoxu get hurt and break his head.
The military doctor was urgently summoned, checked Zhu Gaoxu's injuries, and told King Yan, "The king of Gaoyang County is not deeply poisoned, and he has been medicated, but he has lost too much blood and fainted. β
After that, Dr. Zhao asked people to erect wooden planks and carry Zhu Gaoxu to accompany the army.
The planks were removed from the grain trucks. Most of the grain and grass of the Yan army were left behind, and the grain carts became a drag, so they simply removed the wooden planks to transport the wounded soldiers.
Zhu Gaoxu and Shen Xuan were carried side by side, and Zhang Yu's body was taken care of by Zhang Fu.
Looking at his unconscious son and his nephew covered in blood, Zhu Di clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.
After more than 20 years of galloping on the field, he has never suffered such a big defeat.
If he doesn't take revenge, he will not be a man!
To be blacklisted by the future Emperor Yongle and order a villain with the soles of his shoes, Sheng Yong should be proud. Before him, only Emperor Jianwen could enjoy such treatment, and even Tie Xuan had to stand aside.
When the defeated army arrived in Beiping, the prince personally went out to greet him. Princess Yan came outside the city despite her illness, as if telling Zhu Di that there was Beiping and his family behind him.
Standing in the middle of the team, Meng anxiously looked for Shen Xuan's figure.
The result disappointed him, not immediately, and not in the foot.
The heart instantly mentioned his throat, he only learned from Liu Qian's account that Shen Xuan was injured, how serious was the injury? Why don't you even see people?
Seeing Princess Yan, Zhu Di, who had suffered a big defeat, suddenly felt at ease in his heart. turned over and dismounted, and helped up the saluting princess, her emotions were beyond words. After more than 20 years of mutual affection, the only person who knows him best and the only person who can comfort him is the princess.
After the generals, Meng finally saw Shen Xuan and Zhu Gaoxu who were being carried by the soldiers.
The worry did not decrease, but the heart that mentioned the throat and eyes was slightly put back.
The injury is fine, the person is back, and it will be fine.
When Princess Yan saw her seriously injured son, her eyes were red, and she restrained herself from shedding tears, and then looked at Shen Xuan, who was also unconscious, and finally burst into tears, "Lord, what's wrong with Gao Xu and Xuan'er?" β
"I'll talk about it when I get home."
King Yan turned around and saw Zhu Gaochi with a worried face, so he didn't say much, but his attitude was a little cold.
Zhu Gaochi's heart jumped, and before he stepped forward, Zhu Gaosui, who was covered with the smell of dirt and sweat, walked to his side, sneered, and said, "Shizi, since you are not worried about the second brother, don't put on such a look, it is plain and disgusting." When the father can't see it? β
"Why did the third brother say this?"
"It's just a reminder for the prince."
Zhu Gaosui snorted again, Zhu Gaochu was seriously injured and couldn't wake up, and when he saw Zhu Gaochi like this, he couldn't get angry.
"The third brother, the second brother is seriously injured, how can Lone not be worried? Lone knows that you have a deep friendship with your second brother, and since the Dongchang war report came, Lone is also unable to sleep and eat day and night. β
Zhu Gaosui frowned, impatient to listen again. Zhu Gaochi didn't care about his younger brother's face, and his tone was even gentler. In the eyes of the people around him, he even believed that the prince was benevolent, and the third prince was too arrogant.
The Shizi brothers are not Meng's business. After King Yan returned to his home, he summoned the officials to appease the generals, and Meng just followed through the motions. What King Yan said and what kind of performance everyone had, they didn't pay attention to it.
Shen Xuan, who was seriously injured, left the carrier hall and immediately walked towards the wing where Shen Xuan was recuperating.
In the wing, Dr. Liu, who was accustomed to diagnosing and treating external injuries, had just changed the medicine for Shen Xuan, and a doctor who looked a little raw helped Shen Xuan lie down.
Shen Xuan was still unconscious, his face was washed with blood, and he was frighteningly pale, and his lips had lost their blood.
"Meng Tongzhi."
"Doctor Liu, how is the conductor's injury?" Meng walked to the side of the bed, looked at Shen Xuan, who didn't know what was going on, and said worriedly, "I don't know when I will wake up?" β
"The old man can't say for sure." After cleaning his hands, Dr. Liu took out two porcelain bottles from the medicine box, thought about it, and handed them to Meng.
Everyone knows that Shen Xuan attaches great importance to Meng, not to mention Dr. Liu, who has treated the two of them.
Meng did not refuse, took the medicine bottle, carefully inquired about the number and dosage of the medicine, and asked a series of questions, asking Dr. Liu's head to jump bruises, and then reluctantly let people go.
"When Commander Shen will wake up, the old man is really not sure." Doctor Liu carried the medicine box on his back, "But the commander may have a fever, so it's best not to leave people at night." β
"I know, thank you Dr. Liu."
Seeing that Meng was going to ask again, Dr. Liu didn't say a word, picked up the medicine box and turned around and left, not wanting to stay for a moment. The doctor was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly followed, the medicine box should be carried by him, and the salary was gone when he was seen, and the good doctor was one step slower!
Under the pretext of sending the chief to carry water, and then to go to charcoal, Meng closed the door, walked back to the bed, pulled over a stool and sat down, supported his chin with both hands, and looked at Shen Xuan, who was unconscious.
The face is very pale, and the eyebrows are even darker.
The breathing is fairly steady.
Carefully reaching out and touching his somewhat dry lower lip, Meng frowned, got up and poured a glass of warm water, took it in his mouth, leaned over, and fed it into Shen Xuan's mouth little by little.
Thinking of Dr. Liu's advice, he opened the cyan porcelain bottle, poured out a pill the size of a fingernail, and melted it with water, just smelling the taste to know how bitter it was.
I thought that Dr. Zhao's pills were already the most bitter, and I didn't want Dr. Liu to be better.
Pinching his nose and taking a sip, he almost squirted out. The eyebrows suddenly wrinkled, which was too bitter. The matter of oral medicine is really not something that ordinary people can do.
Complaining and complaining, Meng still fed all the medicine one after another. It took two glasses of water to suppress the bitter taste in my mouth.
Next time, use the method told by Dr. Liu?
Glancing up at the roof, he tugged at the corners of his mouth, forget it, let's continue to do it myself.
At night, Shen Xuan really started a fever.
Meng didn't need to be on duty, he stayed by his side all night. Chang Sui was also not able to be idle, the water was changed one after another, and the charcoal stove in the house had always needed to be taken care of, and when it was approaching, Shen Xuan's heat slowed down, Meng Guangrong became a national treasure, and Chang Sui had already fallen asleep at the table.
took off the cloth towel covering Shen Xuan's forehead and covered it with his palm, and after a long time, Meng breathed a sigh of relief.
It's okay, it's not hot.
Standing up, he suddenly felt dizzy, staggered a little, kicked the stool, and held on to the bed-edge to stabilize his body.
The sound woke up Changsui, and found that he was asleep, and the charcoal stove was gone, and his heart trembled, "Tongzhi, little ......"
Without waiting for Chang Sui to finish speaking, Meng walked out of the screen with his forehead, waved his hand, and said softly: "Get up, you are also tired all night." β
"Xie Tongzhi is not guilty."
"Go and bring a pot of hot water, and by the way, let someone bring breakfast and add an extra bowl of porridge."
"Yes."
Lit the charcoal stove first, and then pushed the door and walked out.
There was heavy snow in the sky, and the wind blew in through the cracks in the doors and windows, Meng tightened his coat, slapped his face twice, and suddenly felt much more energetic.
Looking back at Shen Xuan behind the screen, he was still worried in his heart, when would he wake up?
In the warm pavilion of the carrier hall, King Yan rarely has time to deal with government affairs.
As soon as he put down the pen, the white dog came in to report, but the king of Gaoyang County and Shen Xuan were still not awake. According to the doctor, both of them are alive, but it is still unknown when they will wake up.
"Yes." Zhu Di nodded, with a hint of tiredness in his expression, "Who is taking care of Xuan'er by her side?" β
"Back to the prince, it is Meng Tongzhi of Yanshan's guard."
"He? It's also a matter of affection. King Yan frowned again, "Didn't the princess let the doctor stay with Xuan'er?" β
Listening to King Yan's question, the white dog didn't dare to hide it, and explained the reason in 1510.
"Back to the prince, the princess passed the word, the little prince was unwell, and Commander Shen was treated by Doctor Liu Liang."
The eldest son of the prince is very much loved by King Yan, if Zhu Zhanji is unwell, Yizheng will naturally not dare to slack off.
However, why did you go to Xuan'er to find someone, or is it this time?
Zhu Di's face was gloomy, the white dog did not dare to come out, and sincerely wished, Zheng listened to things quickly, it is really not easy to listen to the prince. He is still young, and he really should hone it for a while.
Do a line of love, but you also have a life to love, right?
"That's it." Finally, King Yan spoke up, "Doctor Liu Liang is good at trauma, so it's okay." β
The white dog wiped his sweat, and listened to King Yan say: "Go and ask Master Daoyan, you have something to ask him." β
Calling himself a master, his tone is not as polite as before.
"The slave obeys."
Knowing that King Yan would summon him, Dao Yan dusted off his monk's robes, stood up and walked out of the chamber. The expression is calm and the gait is steady. Bai Gou'er really wants to remind him that the prince is in a bad mood, and the master is so calm, isn't it adding fuel to the fire?
After thinking about it, he pressed the thought in the end and didn't say a word.
In the warm pavilion, Dao Yan gave a salute, and King Yan stared at Dao Yan's bald head and exhaled from his nostrils.
"Master," Zhu Di gritted his teeth, "Before the lonely army, the master once said, 'The master will be successful, but it will take two days'." Now, what does the master teach to be alone? β
At the beginning, you, the monk, fooled Lao Tzu, the army will win, and you will definitely be able to sweep the southern army. And now? Lao Tzu lost tens of thousands of elites in Dongchang, and it hurts when he thinks about it!
As if he had expected King Yan to ask this question, Dao Yan smiled indifferently and said, "Two days, Chang Ye, from now on, all wins!" β
To explain, what he said before was "but two days" refers to Dongchang. Dongchang's two-day defeat is nothing, and from now on, the prince will definitely win.
Who is Daoyan? can lead a group of fortune tellers to open their eyes for King Yan and fool him into a fierce man who is the true son of heaven. Playing with words? Absolute piece of cake.
King Yan was so choked that he couldn't speak, he was completely dumbfounded, he should have expected that this monk would be able to turn black into white!
Dao Yan will accept it when he sees it, and he will rely on King Yan to rebel, and this person is indispensable for achieving great causes, and he must not be angry. Find another person to fool around? The great monk said that if there is a suitable object, he does not have so much energy.
Putting on the posture of a master, he said good things without a trace, and when Zhu Di was in a good mood, Dao Yan returned to the topic, "Victory and defeat are common things in soldiers, although the battle of Dongchang is unfavorable, the poor monk still has a plan to help the prince win." β
"Oh?" Zhu Di looked at Dao Yan, "What is the master's plan?" β
"Mourning soldiers!"
Mourning soldiers?
"General Zhang died in the chaos, and the soldiers mourned. The prince should bury the general as a sign of mourning. Dao Yan twisted the Buddha beads, "The art of war says, mourning soldiers will win, and they can be used." β
Zhu Di didn't speak, and tapped his fingers again and again.
Dao Yan didn't persuade him again, because he knew that King Yan had already listened to all of what he had said just now.
Soon, King Yan ordered Zhang Yu to be buried and went to pay tribute in person on the day of the funeral.
Regardless of whether he had a friendship with Zhang Yu or not, the generals in the army prepared a ceremony and went to Zhang's mansion to worship in person.
At the funeral, King Yan took off his robe and wanted to cover Zhang Yu and bury him with Zhang Yu, but was stopped by Zhang Fu and others, crying that he didn't dare. had to throw it into the brazier and burn it, choking up: "Victory or defeat is a common thing in soldiers, so don't worry about it." When it is difficult, the world is beautiful, and it is very sad and hateful! Although there is a trace of it, in order to know the rest of the heart! β
Everyone present was moved by King Yan, and as the robe embroidered with the coiled dragon turned to ashes in the fire, the grief and indignation in their chests became even more intense.
How can you give up in the perennial war, but you are defeated at the hands of an unknown person?
Avenge!
Avenge General Zhang! Revenge for the dead comrades!
After Zhang Yu's funeral, King Yan ordered to erect a monument for the soldiers who died in the battle, and those who could not find the body also erected a tomb.
The Yan army was all moved, and they were not discouraged by the defeat, but their morale was high, and they practiced every day in order to advance again. swore to die for the prince, fight the southern army, and must defeat Sheng Yong and fight to Nanjing!
In the palace, Zhu Gaoxu and Shen Xuan have both woken up, but they still need to stay in bed for a few days, in order to recuperate from their injuries.
Zhu Gaoxu was blessed by misfortune, and was even more valued by King Yan, Shen Xuan was also remembered by King Yan, and after discussing with the princess, he decided to accept him as his adopted son.
The son and son of the righteous brother are definitely a qualitative leap.
Meng watched Shen Xuan drink the medicine, and when he saw that he didn't frown, he couldn't help but smack his lips. If it weren't for the fact that he knew how bitter the Dao medicine was, eighty percent would have thought that Commander Shen was drinking water.
Shen Xuan's face was still pale, he leaned back on the couch, saw Meng's strange expression, and asked, "What?" β
"Commander, don't you feel bitter?" Thinking of feeding Shen Xuan medicine, Meng was still full of bitterness.
"Want to know about Lu Dao?"
Shen Xuan raised his eyebrows, suddenly clasped Meng's neck, and in his puzzled gaze, he turned his head sideways and took his lips.
Under the light touch, it is slightly itchy.
I didn't have time to experience it, and a bitter taste suddenly filled my mouth.
Meng frowned, and subconsciously wanted to push it away, but he was afraid of Shen Xuan's wound, he couldn't stand it, and he didn't dare to use his hands hard, like a fox bitten by a desert wolf.
After a long time, Shen Xuan finally let go of him and gently rubbed the tip of Meng's nose, "Is it bitter?" β
Meng: "......"
"Not bitter?" Shen Xuan bent the corners of his mouth, and his thumb brushed the corners of Meng's mouth, "Then do it again?" β
Meng Shishilang was on fire, and was about to stand up, but he was grabbed by his wrist, his vision was reversed, and his back was close to a soft, jade-like face, and his mouth was blocked again.
Meng wanted to cry.
Beauty kisses him, he doesn't object.
But can you rinse your mouth first? A mouth full of bitterness, is this enjoyment or suffering?
What if it leaves a psychological shadow?