In 1686 A.D., in the second year of Han Yuanxing, in the early winter, the cold wind hung inland from the ancient plateau of "Mongolia", and a few days ago it also brought a small hailstone, which created some trouble for the Han army Wang Fuchen Department on the front line in northern Sichuan.

Six days ago, Ma Harrier's long-awaited pardon edict finally arrived at the Baoning camp, for this army from the Southern Zhou rebellion, the Beijing court gave a generous reward, Ma Harrier's title is "Zhenjun Zhonglang General", awarded the rank of major general, and the troops under his jurisdiction were temporarily awarded the title of "The Twelfth Army of the Han Infantry", originally according to the military system of the Han regime, this force should be immediately reorganized on the spot after receiving the number, and the officers above the general must be separated from the army, He went to Beijing Mazhuang Martial Arts or Baoding Martial Arts for training, but at this moment it was wartime, and the military situation was urgent, His Royal Highness the King of Han was particularly gracious, and temporarily ordered "the original post to be retained, and the salary will be given according to the rank of the Han army." ”

Rong Ma's life, Wang Fuchen is now fifty-six years old, in his memory, it seems that from the beginning of being sensible, this world has been in chaos and chaos, first the Ming Dynasty, then Li Chuang thief, and then Li Zicheng got the right result, and then the Qing Dynasty came again, the steel knife was in flames, rushing 'waves' came and went, he gradually changed from a childish teenager to an old man with gray temples.

He didn't care much about the little 'trick' behind the Han Dynasty - more appropriately, he should be disdainful.

According to the rules, his troops have a total of more than 35,000 soldiers and the same number of auxiliaries, so if the Han Dynasty is really sincere, then it should be like the Ganshan Green Battalion in the past, and he should be assigned the number of two armies, and his own rank should also be lieutenant general, but now Beijing has only given the number of one army - this means that from now on, the imperial court will slowly deprive him of military power.

But he doesn't care anymore, no one knows his situation better than himself—physically, or inherently.

He has clearly felt that he is getting more and more sleepy, the fat 'meat' on his buttocks is getting more and more relaxed, and every night, he is more and more unable to bear the drowsiness, he even clearly remembers that in the early years, and even the year before last, he could sleep on the third watch and get up on the fifth watch, and when the sun was not yet out, he could also ride a fierce horse to play with a big knife for a while, and then walk around the barracks in the morning light.

This world is no longer his world.

Therefore, he doesn't care much, unlike the last surrender to Wu Sangui, if the last time he defected before the battle was speculation, then this time he defected to the Han is to find a home, thinking from the perspective of an old man, it is a good thing to be deprived of military power at this time, because this shows that the court has no intention of killing a cunning rabbit and cooking a lackey, and his wish is just to find a place to die.

What makes him happy is that his son Wang Jizhen is a good boy, very obedient, very obedient, and has no ambition, he feels that he has been tired enough in this life, and he doesn't want his son to follow the old path, as for the tens of thousands of brothers under his hands, he also thinks that he is worthy of them, and now the Han Kingdom is thriving, if you are lucky, there is a chance to get ahead.

But before it's all over, he has to take Sichuan down.

As soon as a glimmer of white light appeared in the sky, he quietly got up in his clothes, and without alarming a few old soldiers on duty in front of the tent, he 'groped' to light the candlestick, put on his clothes, and then opened the former enemy spy report sent overnight last night, the order notice of the Anxi General's Mansion and the latest newspaper of the Han Dynasty.

Three days earlier, he received a handwritten edict from Daniel Zhang, the general of Anxi of the Great Han Dynasty, commanding the main force of his Chinese army of more than 17,000 troops, starting from the Baoning battalion, rushing westward for more than 200 miles, successively conquering Cangxi, Siyibao, Tiger Leaping Station, and Trojan Horse Village, and finally concealing the encirclement, driving out the Southern Zhou Zhaohua garrison, successfully clearing the northern part of Baoning, the Donghe River Valley, and the area south of the Jialing RiverIn the face of Ma Harrier's march with great fanfare, although Wang Pingfan, the general of the Southern Zhou Dynasty on the opposite side, personally sat in Jianzhou, he did not dare to make the slightest move, fully showing the stability and ruthlessness of a veteran. He himself was at ease with it.

The first letterhead on the desk was from the Anzai General's Mansion. According to the habit of Chinese officialdom, Daniel Zhang, a lieutenant general of the Han Army, sent him a congratulatory letter as a 'private' person, respectfully calling him "elder brother" on his head, with the words humble and sincere, and a prepared memorabilia at the end, ending with "...... There was a large blank space in the name part of the person who planned to report the meritorious official Zuo ......", which was obviously left to Wang Fuchen to fill in by himself.

This is a very polite expression, which means: Although General Wang Fuchen is temporarily under the control of my Daniel Zhang, I will definitely not interfere more with your internal orders, and I hope that the old general will not make trouble with me, and in the future, whether it is against the enemy or the imperial court, we can 'finely' unite and unify our voice, in short, everything is good to discuss.

After reading this letter, Wang Fuchen smiled slightly and put it aside. At this time, the sky was already bright, and the soldiers on duty next to him had already been shocked and sent hot 'wool' towels and water. Wang Fuchen ignored it, and picked up the nearest Di Bao, as a general far away from the court, this kind of official Di Bao may be the most direct document for him to obtain political information, so since he defected to the Han Dynasty, he must read the Di Bao of the imperial court every day, and often carefully study, scrutinize, and study the governance characteristics, official composition and party relations of the new Han Dynasty.

It is said that His Royal Highness the King of Han and Prime Minister Li Guangdi have preliminarily finalized many matters after some negotiations with the envoys of the Rakshasas, and this government affairs have been 'handed over' to Lord Li Fu, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, and Lord Xu Danyang, the 'waiter' of the Han Qian Zhuang Trade Chamberla.

In addition to this matter, it is generally a few old bureaucrats who are old, and several imperial histories of the Supervision Yuan are making a fuss about writing to the King of Han to marry a concubine, or the weather, the price of grain, rice, and salt in various places.

Wang Fuchen carefully browsed the desk documents, and for a while he forgot to rinse his mouth and clean his face, and under the prestige, the personal soldiers and 'attendants' next to him were all breathless, and no one dared to remind him. At this time, there was a sound of horses' hooves in the distance outside the barracks, Wang Fuchen suddenly raised his head, listened sideways for a long time, and before the pro-soldiers next to him could react, he pushed away the copywriting and commanded in a low voice, "Change clothes!" ”

A low-ranking officer who reported the news rushed into the big 'door', and at this time, the morning light was slight, his head was full of condensed ice beads, his 'chest' rose and fell violently, and the white mist from his mouth and nose seemed to drown his head. He asked Wang Fuchen in the hall to say goodbye, and immediately knelt down and said loudly, "The 'door' of the army, there is a report in Jianzhou!" ”

"Speak!"

"The 'gate' of the Qiyu Army, there is a report of guerrilla attacks in the camp Zhou, and the enemy army on the front line of the Sword Pavilion seems to have moved! ......" The reporting officer peeked up, only to see Wang Fuchen's 'complexion' cold, and then suddenly his eyebrows raised, he was startled, and hurriedly said, "And the fine work also said that last night, the wall of the Sword Pavilion 'creaked' all night, and then we sent a few brothers with clever hands and feet to investigate, and found that ...... Enemy troops were found to be carrying artillery! ”

"Cannon?!" Wang Fuchen was slightly stunned, "What cannon?!" - Are you saying that they are going to install cannons on the walls, or are they going to remove the cannons from the walls?! ”

"I don't know!" The newspaper officer subconsciously looked out of the window, and the sky was still not bright at the moment, "It's really too dark for the night" (please delete the banned book), we don't dare to get too close, and we don't dare to light torches, so we can only watch from a distance, estimating that we are 'touching' and 'getting' a rough idea!" ”

Wang Fuchen did not blame the subordinate who reported the news, waved his hand to let him retreat, and walked back and forth in the barracks alone. After pondering for a while, he suddenly asked the old soldier next to him, "Where is Ji Zhen'er now?!" ”

At the beginning of the invasion of Sichuan in the past, Wang Fuchen's tens of thousands of troops were divided into two routes, the main force was led by Wang Fuchen himself, and attacked the plank road in the front, while the other side division was led by his son Wang Jizhen, and made a big circle around Daba Mountain to attack the Taiping Hall, and the troops were directed at Chongqing.

This old soldier is a distant relative of the Wang family, and when he heard this, he replied, "If you go back to the master, the young master wrote the day before yesterday that he had broken Dongxiang County, but the baggage in his hand was less, and I don't know if it was transported." ”

Wang Fuchen recalled almost immediately, he nodded, Wang Jizhen's department was about 11,000 people, and the strength was considerable, and there were many old brothers in the tent to support him, presumably at this time he was already besieging Suiding Mansion. ——Now the situation of Wang Ping Fan is very bad, in the face of the Han army's more than 100,000 troops step by step, he has lost many strategic places in Guangning Mansion, Taiping Mansion and Suiding Mansion in succession, and he has fought in the north, his morale is low and his life is quite difficult.

The Han army's Wang Fuchen Department was like two huge iron pincers, one tightly holding the main force of Wang Pingfan, marching in the direction of Chengdu; The other force marched towards the hinterland of Sichuan along the weak points of defense, imagining that if this army succeeded in taking Chongqing and cutting off the Yangtze River waterway to the south, then the 40,000 troops under the command of Wang Ping Fan would never be able to leave Sichuan again, and they would catch turtles in the urn of the strong Han army, and they would eventually be encircled and annihilated in the Sichuan Basin.

He walked back and forth in the room, pondered for a long time, and thought in his heart that Chengdu had become a dead land, I am afraid that Wang Pingfan may not dare to defend it, right? Slowly making up his mind, he turned to his own soldiers and shouted, "Is General Liu of the artillery battalion up?!" ”

The soldier bowed and replied, "The villain will go and invite him over immediately!" ”

The "artillery battalion" that is now following Wang Fuchen's troops is actually an artillery brigade of the Eighth Han Infantry Corps under Daniel Zhang's command is one level higher than the "battalion" level, and the brigade commander Liu Zheng's military rank is only lieutenant colonel, and the word "general" is absolutely unaffordable.

Liu Zheng had already gotten up at this time, and when he heard the edict of the lord, he hurried to the camp of the Chinese army, and immediately saluted when he saw Wang Fuchen, "Liu Zheng, the brave martial arts school of the artillery brigade of the lower officer, see the lieutenant general of the town army!" ”

"Hehe, my lord is exempt!" Wang Fuchen's face was full of 'spring' wind, and he was very polite to Liu Zheng, "I am in the same army, and I also serve the king, why should my brother be so angry?!" He turned his head to the old soldiers beside him and ordered, "You remember, if Lord Liu looks for me in the future, no matter where I am, no one can stop me!" ”

Liu Zheng hurriedly pushed, "Don't dare, don't dare!" The army is orderly, and how dare you make a mistake in your humble position?! He landed on one knee again, solemnly gave a military salute, and hugged his fists, "This time, when I hear the summons of the general, there must be something important - please make it clear to the general!" ”

"Slow, slow! …… Sat down and talk! Wang Fuchen nodded, his face was pale, "Don't hide it from my brother, my brother's work this time is really something wrong with the military situation, so I plan to invite my brother to take a closer look!" ”

"Don't dare, don't dare! Your Excellency is serious! Liu sat down with half of his ass on his side, and immediately stood up when he heard the words, hugged his fists and said, "My lord just give the order, and go to the soup and fire with his humble duties, and he will not give up!" ”

"My brother is too restrained...... Wang Fuchen was a little humble, and then said, "Lord Liu, our army has been marching very fast recently, and there are many important places in the north of Liankechuan, and the enemy is invincible, and my brother does not dare to take credit for this matter, here is one to rely on the Han King Hongfu, the second is to rely on the soldiers to use their lives, and the third is to come, it should also be General Anxi's Tao Luo......

"The adults are the first, the command is well, and even the enemy is terrified, our military has today's momentum! ......" Liu Zheng didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly interrupted Wang Fuchen's words, he laughed and said, "Your Excellency, you must not be arrogant, so as not to chill the hearts of our deployments!" ”

Wang Fuchen smiled slightly, pointed at Liu Zhengdao, "Don't make fun of it, brother!" Without waiting for Liu Zheng to speak, he continued, "The situation of the other, presumably Lord Liu should be clear - now our army is divided into two routes, attacking Chengdu and Chongqing, and the Southern Zhou army is passive on the whole line, and the situation is very favorable to our army!" ……”

Saying this, he groaned slightly, and when he saw Liu Zheng sitting upright, listening intently, he continued, "...... But my brother thinks we should be more cautious!! ”

Liu Zheng hurriedly hugged his fists and said, "Please give me advice!" ”

Wang Fuchen nodded, brushing his short beard under his chin, "Don't hide it from my brother, my brother has been 'friends' with Wang Pingfan for many years, and he can be regarded as knowing a little bit about his behavior," he leaned over and whispered, "This person has always been unruly, heroic and courageous, so he has a good reputation in the Southern Zhou army - but when it comes to forbearance, then I'm afraid it's not his specialty!" ”

Liu Zheng was slightly stunned and said in amazement, "What do you mean?!" ……”

"Yes," Wang Fuchen said, "Brother thinks that this gentleman will definitely not defend Chengdu, but carry the main force into southern Sichuan—and even withdraw to Hunan and Guizhou!" ”

Liu Zheng looked at Wang Fuchen suspiciously, "But......" He bowed slightly, hugged his fists and said, "Return to the army's 'gate', but according to the details, in the past few months, he has been increasing his troops in the direction of Jianzhou, and he has been constantly reinforcing the fortifications - how to explain this matter?!" ”

Wang Fuchen shook his head and said, "Suspicious soldier!" ”

"What do you mean......" Liu Zheng thought for a while, "Then what should our army do?!" Could it be that he returned to Baoning and turned to Tongchuan and Shunqing?! ”

"No, no!" Wang Fuchen shook his head again and explained, "Wang Pingfan's deployment in the past few months should be like this: at first, our army suddenly attacked, and Wang Pingfan was caught off guard, so he could only ask for help from Changsha while flying horses, and at the same time hastily dispatched troops to block the front line in northern Sichuan, in order to frustrate the spirit of our army and wait for reinforcements!" ——At this time, he and the Sword Pavilion increased the fortification and strengthened the fortifications, but it was not a suspicious soldier, it was the proper intention! ”

"General Xie's teachings!" Liu Zheng looked suddenly enlightened and arched his hand.

Wang Fuchen waved his hand and continued, "...... Fortunately, His Royal Highness the King of Han was clever and blessed, and he had already calculated this article, passed down the crusade against the text, announced it to the world, and revealed the true face of Wang Ping Domain, a rebel and thief, for the people of the world, so the Southern Zhou Dynasty court could not send reinforcements to Sichuan, so in this way, the Chengdu of his Wang Ping Domain was isolated and became a dead land! He smiled and said, "Brother, imagine it, without foreign aid, why would he defend Chengdu?" And what is the point of sticking to Chengdu?! ”

"My lord understands what is going on, and I admire my humble position!"

"So the current defenders of Jianzhou have become suspicious soldiers!" Wang Fuchen came to a conclusion firmly.

"Then how should our army respond?!" Liu Zhengdao, "Please also make it clear to the general!" ”

"The task of our army now is to find the main force of Wang Ping Domain, bite him to death, and drag him so that he can't move!!" Wang Fuchen said solemnly, "We don't want to win, we don't want to win, we just want to bite him-" He turned around and pointed to the map behind him, and said to Liu Zheng, "Brother, look, below us, the dog Wang Jizhen has led a large army to attack Chongqing; And behind us, Marshal Daniel Zhang also has tens of thousands of 'elite' divisions, ready to enter the middle of the river at any time and cut off Wang Pingfan's escape route, so if we want to attack with all our strength on the front line of Jianzhou, Zitong, and Chengdu, it will inevitably interrupt Wang Pingfan's deployment and force him to fight with our main force on the front line of Chengdu! ”

Liu Zheng nodded. It is not difficult to understand this reason, although the defenders of Jianzhou and Zitong are abandoned sons after the break, if they are quickly taken by the Han army, then Wang Pingfan's plan to move in will not be able to continue.

Marching in a panicked, hasty, passive, and disorderly manner is not a turn, it is a rout.

Thinking of this, he stood up and said convincingly, "I understand my humble position!" Immediately dispatch all the heavy artillery, and immediately after breakfast, bombard the walls of the Sword Pavilion and make sure to open the passage for the infantry!! ”

As soon as Wang Fuchen patted the case, Huo Ran stood up and shouted, "Okay!" ——Before sunset today, I will definitely take the Sword Pavilion!! ”