Chapter 115: We Are Sinful
The night was thick, but the inside and outside of the camp were illuminated by fire.
An Xiaoliang looked around and confirmed that the battle was over, so he put the blood-stained knife back into its sheath and released the reins of his horse.
Hearing that his soldiers had reported that he had captured thousands of prisoners, he was overjoyed, and he stepped forward to one of them and asked:
"Who are you leading the way?"
The captives of Shuidong Tusi were only thinking about their lives at this time, and when they heard An Xiaoliang's question, the leading chieftains looked at each other, for fear of losing their lives, how dare they stand up.
"Don't speakβ" An Xiaoliang sneered a few times, "Okay." β
Immediately, he picked up a surrendered Shuidong Tusi soldier, and stabbed him to death without saying anything, and immediately blood flowed all over the ground, and the fishy smell was scattered.
The smell of blood stimulated the nerves of the captives, and at this time, An Xiaoliang picked up another person.
The corpse on the ground had not yet cooled, and the toast soldier who was picked up directly peed his pants in fright, shaking his hand and pointing to a man behind him who was drawing circles on the ground with his head bored.
"He, he is..."
An Xiaoliang sneered, and a toast soldier brought this Tu chief in front of him.
"Asked you to come out, why didn't you come out."
Now that the chieftain had been arrested, he was not afraid, and he straightened his neck and said, "Afraid of death!" β
An Xiaoliang was amazed, and asked, "Why aren't you afraid of death now?" β
"If you are dead, you are not afraid of death!"
"Good man." An Xiaoliangfu sneered again, "Since you want to die, I will fulfill you." β
With that, he raised his sword.
The chief was already waiting for death, but the sound of hooves came from behind, and Ding Qing saw that it was a member of the imperial army in armor who came to the two of them.
The man raised his hand and raised his voice in a commanding tone, "Waitβ"
"Who are you?"
An Xiaoliang still didn't know An Bangyan's complete thoughts, and when he saw that the general was well-armored and had a sharp goose wing knife hanging from his waist, he knew that his status was not low, and his hand was in the air.
Just listen to the word.
"I am the deputy chief soldier of Zunyi, Chen Ce, the chief officer of the Liao Army, who are you?"
When An Bangyan heard that it was Chen Ce who came, he became a little surprised.
"It turned out to be Chen Zhentai, put down the knife and gun!"
An Xiaoliang made a few moves, and the surrounding Shuixi Tusi soldiers lowered their weapons, but they were still deeply wary of Chen Ce and his party of officers and cavalry.
An Xiaoliang has heard of Chen Ce's name in southern Sichuan for a long time, but now it is the first time he has seen it.
This Chen Ce has been in the military for a long time in Sichuan, successively served as a guerrilla in Diemao, a general in Weimao, and was promoted to the deputy chief soldier of Zunyi because of his merits, and guarded Jiannan for 16 years.
Zhang Tong, the general under Yu Chongming, fell into Zunyi, also after Chen Ce led his troops to aid Liao, and all parts of the country were empty.
If Chen Ce was still in southern Sichuan at that time, whether Zhang Tong could pass Zunyi is still two words.
Now not only Chen Ce, but also Tong Zhonghua, Qi Jin and others have also come with the emperor, and the two armies of the imperial court, all the way led by Lu Qin, the governor of the southwest, all the way to the emperor himself.
It is claimed that there are hundreds of thousands of troops, but the real number is still hundreds of thousands, so it seems that the current situation of luxury Chongming should be very difficult.
"I don't know what Zhentai is here for?"
Zhentai, this is the honorific title of the first-class military attache of the general army in some places, which is different from the name of the general town, but has the same meaning.
Chen Ce didn't reply, patted away the dust on his body, lowered his head and asked, "Your Majesty is very sad to hear that the three of you are fighting among themselves, so send me to take a look." β
"At present, it is mainly peaceful and extravagant, and if there is any grudge, it is better to put it on until later."
An Xiaoliang smiled, and said in his heart, he thought it was a big deal, but he didn't think that the emperor sent him to be a peacemaker, he said:
"Song Wanhua did not eat the ancients, and after returning to the camp, he was dispatching troops and wanted to attack the official camp, but fortunately we found out, so we quickly dispatched troops to eliminate him in the bud."
"This time, we have not asked Your Majesty, and the two of us are planning to sacrifice the head of the dog thief Song Wanhua to Your Majesty. Do not seek merit, but seek no fault. β
"I see."
Chen Ce looked like he had just noticed, waved the horsewhip in his hand, swept the people holding their heads, and asked:
"Who are these people?"
An Xiaoliang laughed: "These are all Shuidong Tusi's rebels, surrendered." β
"Now that they have surrendered, they can no longer be brought to the camp." When Chen Ce spoke, he was also looking at the post-war environment around him.
An Xiaoliang's smile froze, and his eyes were also tight.
He naturally heard that the camp in Chen Ce's words would not be the camp of An Bangyan's Shuixi Army, but only the official army camp where the emperor was.
Chen Ce noticed the light rain falling slowly, the raindrops hit the helmet, the sound was very beautiful, and after a moment, he turned his head and asked:
"What's the difficulty?"
"No, there is no difficulty." An Xiaoliang laughed embarrassedly a few times, waved his hand, and said, "Didn't you hear, quickly bring these Shuidong thieves to the camp!" β
Chen Ce stretched out his hand to stop him, and said with a smile: "No need, I have more than 100 riders in this line, and I can barely see these thousands of soldiers." β
"That's nature, that's nature."
An Xiaoliang smiled, watching Chen Ce and his party leave with the cavalry of the Ming army, thinking that they had taken thousands of Shuidong prisoners in their hands in a grand manner, but his expression was gloomy.
......
"It's just a few thousand captives, given to the imperial court, and the emperor is at ease with us."
Unlike An Xiaoliang thought, An Bangyan was not much surprised when he heard the news, but he was very calm.
He sat in front of An Bangyan and said hurriedly: "Is this Chen Ce snatching people from me, thousands of fresh troops, and being robbed by him like this?" β
An Bangyan lowered his head and took some water, just quietly wiping the knife, and did not reply.
An Xiaoliang put his feet on the table, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.
"Bai fought a battle for the imperial court, killed and injured more than 300 people, but didn't get anything, this battle was unjust!"
"What's wrong?" An Bangyan wiped the knife, touched the tip of the knife with his thumb full of scars, and said:
"Do you think that the emperor can come casually?"
When An Xiaoliang was dealing with Chen Ce, An Bangyan was not idle, he quietly went to the official army camp, and at that time, Zhu Youxiao personally led the official army to practice.
The earth-shattering sound of gunfire, every lead bullet hit the target, even if it was a hundred paces away, it was sawdust flying sideways, and the ground was full of broken wood.
If it was on his own Tusi army or stockade, An Bangyan would not dare to think about it.
What made him feel even more unbelievable was that it happened to rain lightly for a while, and although the official firearms were powerful, in his impression, it seemed that they could not touch water.
But this group of officers and soldiers was different, even though it was raining lightly, the training still did not stop, accompanied by the thunder in the sky, the field was full of gunsmoke and roaring.
Under the leadership of the emperor, the officers and soldiers advanced and retreated freely, and the pacesetters came out in all directions, passing orders, and changing a formation was as simple for them as speaking.
He will never forget this meeting for the rest of his life.
"Is it really that powerful?" An Xiaoliang listened, and also felt incredulous, he put his feet off the table, frowned, and said:
"Didn't you say that the imperial court had been defeated repeatedly in Liaodong, how could there still be such a Beijing army?"
"It's not the Beijing Army, it's the Yongwei Battalion, which was personally formed by the emperor last year." An Bangyan also sighed, "I knew today, why did I have to rebel in the first place?" β
"Until now, there are no people inside and outside, and it is difficult to ride a tiger!"
After pondering for a long time, An Xiaoliang got up suddenly, but smiled sinisterly.
"What are you afraid of, we just thought about it, but we didn't do it, as for the other toasts, if they are willing to rebel, let them rebel."
An Bangyan nodded, spat on the ground, and said, "Just take a look at this Yongwei Battalion, whether it is useless or not." β
An Xiaoliang was stunned for a moment and kept nodding.
"If the Yongwei battalion is powerful, we won't fight back."
"If it's really a straw bale, our Shuixian clan is not in vain for more than 200 years in Guizhou!"
An Bangyan didn't say anything, leaned less, but suddenly got up and said, "Take Song Wanhua's head, let's go face the saint and ask for sin!" β
Ahn laughed.
"Well, we're guilty!"