Chapter 223: Win-Win? A win-win? (continued)
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"Suitable and wild, thousands of mountains are high and low. Good peaks change everywhere, and the secluded path is alone. The frost falls and the bear rises to the tree, and the forest is empty and the deer drinks the stream. Where are the people? A chicken outside the clouds. β
This poem by the great poet Mei Yaochen describes the scenery of Lushan County, Ruzhou.
This county seat, located in the transition zone between the mountains and the plains at the eastern foot of Funiu Mountain, has been conquered by the peasant army for two days. Outside the city, the mountains are high and dense, and the water system is developed, and from time to time there are peasant soldiers who cut down trees, build camps, or use them to burn fires.
Entering the city from the west gate of the county seat, the streets were lined with ragged homeless people. From time to time, peasant troops wearing cotton armor came and went in and out of several high-threshold courtyards.
These guys have been running frantically for a few days, and today they are all angry here.
sang the sour song of northern Shaanxi in his mouth, lifted his robe and ignored the fact that there were still homeless people beside him, took out the guy and released the water. While putting it on, he also sang "Hand in my sister's hand, let's go in the two mountain guys!" β
At the crossroads of the streets, a few peasant soldiers in old sheepskin jackets, who somewhere found some tables, chairs and benches, waved knives and axes, and did not hesitate to chop these wooden tools into chopping wood, set up pots and stoves and cage drawers, and a few white case masters who were arrested from restaurants in the city began to make steamed buns in the cold wind on the street.
Soon, the homeless people shivering in the wind were attracted by the smell of food.
"If you want to eat white flour buns, follow our Cao Dashuai!"
Baskets of steamed buns were scattered among the homeless people.
Those who had lost life and hope in their eyes began to burst into flames.
A loud luan bell rang from the direction of the west gate of Lushan.
"Lao Cao really has a set!"
Zhang Xianzhong twisted his long beard and looked at the scene in front of him with approval. "A few steamed buns can gather so many people!"
"Father. In fact, no matter how many of these horses are gathered, it is just a strong momentum, and if you really fight, you have to rely on the elite soldiers of the old battalion! After Zhang Xianzhong was on horse, Zhang Kewang, the adopted son who commanded the 200-old battalion of pro-soldiers and horses for him, scoffed at Cao Cao's methods.
"That's a good point! However, the elite soldiers of the old battalion did not fall from the sky! β
Zhang Xianzhong reprimanded his son and waved the horsewhip in his hand. Lead the people to today's venue.
One of the best houses in Lushan County. It was built by an official who returned to his hometown, and the courtyard with five entrances and five exits was extremely luxurious and exquisite, and it has now become Cao Cao's old camp.
In the previous owner's study, the plaque inscribes the courtyard of the Guanyun Thatched Cottage. This is today's venue. Spacious inside the hall. Several tables of different sizes, widths and widths were pieced together by the soldiers. It was filled with all kinds of food and drink.
This is the first time that the peasant army has been able to sit down and take a little breath after the breakthrough of Lancaochuan! As a result, the county towns of Lushan and Baofeng became places for them to rest, breathe, and expand their army.
During this time. Luo Rucai, who has always played the role of a military advisor and think tank of the peasant army, sent people to invite the commanders of each battalion to discuss the military aircraft.
Zhang Xianzhong was invited to attend the meeting.
He glanced at Zhang Kewang, who was arranged by Cao Cao's Chinese army to eat and drink outside the door, and Zhang Kewang nodded slightly, indicating that he understood. Only then did he step up the steps and enter the hospital to meet the group of old friends and play haha.
And Zhang Kewang sat with Li Zicheng's adopted son Li Shuangxi, Zhang Nai and others to talk about the harvest of the past few days.
"Double happiness, you also grabbed a new set of armor?"
Zhang Kewang pulled a bench and sat next to Li Shuangxi, looking at the new armor on Li Shuangxi's body and head.
While pulling around with a few friends, Zhang Kewang raised his ears and listened to the movement in the Guanyun Thatched Cottage, according to Cao Cao's Zhongjun, each marshal can only bring four personal soldiers in, if Cao Cao has bad intentions and plans to merge with his father, he has to rush in immediately to snatch his father out and take people out of this Lushan County.
Zhang Xianzhong's western battalion has not only heard of it, but also experienced it himself, on the road to the east, in order to make up for the loss when breaking through, Zhang Xianzhong also fired two small units of peasant army teams, killed their leaders, and merged the old battalion team into his own people!
Li Shuangxi's face was colorful, and he tapped his newly acquired breastplate with the hilt of his sword, "Peeled off from one of Zuo Guangxian's guards!" This armor is good, no swords are not afraid to wear, and it is lighter than other iron armor! β
"And there is a layer of deerskin cushion inside, a layer of cotton cover, which is warm and comfortable to drape on the body, which is equivalent to an extra layer of armor!" Zhang Kewang is also very proud.
"Brother Mao, you have it too?!"
Li Shuangxi was a little surprised.
Zhang Kewang lifted the brocade robe on his body and motioned for the two friends to look at him.
"This is what I stripped from one of the soldiers who passed orders from Maniac Hong's men to Sun Chuanting's old man's camp! And not only this armor, but also this! β
He took out a kettle from his waist, the whole body was pressed with steel, and a sleeve was made of silk cotton on it, and it was put on the kettle, "This gourd is much stronger than ordinary gourds and clay pots, not afraid of falling or touching, and it is also warm!" β
He unscrewed the lid and motioned for Zhang Nai and Li Shuangxi to take a sip.
"Huh? Not unusual! β
Zhang Nai couldn't see Zhang Kewang's smug and arrogant expression, "Let's break into the camp and grab a lot of good things, Uncle Shaking Flag beheaded Zuo Guangxian's nephew and got that treasure knife, it is really a treasure knife that cuts gold and jade!" β
A few half-grown children were bragging openly and secretly about their respective team's achievements, and in the Guanyun Grass Hall, there seemed to be a warm and affectionate atmosphere.
"Eight kings! It's said that you hung up the lottery when you broke through, why didn't you look like anything at all?! β
When the old man returned to Ma Shouying, he couldn't help but be surprised when he saw Zhang Xianzhong walking in neatly.
"Is it a rumor?!"
"Our Lao Tzu was outside the iron lock pass, and was shot by an official soldier raised by a son of a bitch. Thief's! That donkey ball has good archery skills, not to mention that he killed my war horse with one arrow, and carried the descendants who almost ruined our old Zhang, if it weren't for Wen Xiu pulling me on his horse, I'm afraid you all have to incense our old Zhang in front of you! He blinked slyly and looked at the group with a mocking expression.
"Jing Xuan, don't be funny, are you really okay?"
"Brother Zicheng, you see that we came on horseback by ourselves, and you see that I walked in from the outside by myself. Was there ever a thing? Facing Li Zicheng's concern. Zhang Xianzhong is not without color.
"And what kind of elixir have you taken?! Sue sΓΉ, let's go ask for a little bit of preparation?! β
"I'm afraid you don't have this blessing!"
Zhang Xianzhong squeezed Cao Cao and others.
"On that day, when we broke through, our Lao Tzu was wounded by an arrow."
Zhang Xianzhong's right leg was pierced by a wolf's tooth arrow. The bleeding did not stop. Barely able to get on a war horse. All of a sudden. The West Camp was almost on the verge of collapse. If it weren't for his four generals and four bullets, I'm afraid that Xiying would have become one of the mountains that was wiped out by Hong Chengchou.
Speaking of this, Zhang Xianzhong saw that the people around him seemed to be a little disbelieving. He took off his trousers and showed the leaders the arrow wound on his leg. "Let's let you see, our wounds!"
"Forget it! Jing Xuan, you go on! You're not a beauty, no one wants to see you take off your pants! β
Although Li Zicheng does not have a legitimate independent portal, he is also a figure who leads his own army, so he is also qualified to participate in such a conference. Among these participants, he has always had a good relationship with Zhang Xianzhong, although the two sides are a little unaccustomed to each other, but they are very convinced of each other. Seeing that Zhang Xianzhong wanted to take off his pants in public and let everyone see his wounds, he spoke out to stop him.
"If you don't say it, it has to be our old Zhang Fu's great life! There is a group of little cubs who see that Lao Tzu is bleeding and plan to go back to the official army, Xiao Wang," he glanced at Zhang Kewang, who was drinking and talking with a group of little brothers in the yard, "So he took someone to play and press!" β
Zhang Kewang saw a small group of officers and cavalry passing through the mountains and forests from a distance, all of them were high-headed horses with bright armor. There are about seven or eight people, and such a small team is exactly the food in the eyes of the fierce general Zhang Kewang.
A burst of arrows shot over, seven or eight people all fell off their horses, Zhang Kewang checked the harvest, in addition to five or six fat and strong war horses, what he got was a few sets of cotton armor, iron helmets and swords, but the biggest harvest was searched in the package of a small colonel headed by him.
"That small school is the standard camp under King Hongyan, and he was ordered by King Hongyan to send medicine to Sun Chuanting, it is said that there are only a few copies, and King Hongyan is afraid that Sun Chuanting will make a mistake in battle, so he sent someone to send it to Sun Deaf! As a result, he took the wrong path halfway and bumped into Xiao Wang's knife! These elixirs that King Hongyan found from overseas were naturally enjoyed by our Lao Zhang! β
According to the usage explained in Hong Chengchou's letter, Zhang Kewang first cleaned Zhang Xianzhong's wound with alcohol in a porcelain bottle, cleaned the dirt of the wound, and then sprinkled the white muscle-building hemostatic powder, and soon, with the melting of the medicinal powder, the wound that was still bleeding just now stopped bleeding, and then, with clean cotton on the wound, wrapped in gauze outside, the eight kings were helped onto the war horse, and galloped all the way to the east. Along the way, seeing two or three scattered peasant armies, Zhang Xianzhong pulled his beard, and several wolf-like generals and sons immediately understood, pounced on the main generals in these camp heads, and the sturdy soldiers and women were dragged to the west camp.
"Our Lao Tzu was so seriously injured, they met, and they didn't help with some medicine money?!" Zhang Xianzhong saw that his son and the generals were doing a clean job, and he couldn't help but twist his beard and laugh.
"In this way, this time, Hong Maniac and King Hong Yan got a lot of good things from overseas, from armor, knives and guns, to the wound medicine of the Eight Great Kings, all of which are good things. No wonder the officers and soldiers fought like mad dogs infected with illness this time! β
He Jin, who broke through the Lancao River and made the first contribution, because he broke through the siege at the earliest, the loss of strength was the smallest, not only did he not lose, but on the contrary, he also took advantage of the chaos to contain some stragglers in other battalions, and there was still a slight surplus.
"Several officers in the camp of the madman He broke through and threw themselves into my battalion on the day they broke through, according to them, before this battle, King Hongyan got a lot of good things, and they alone got hundreds of sets of armor and weapons.
"Coupled with these overseas drugs that the Eight Kings just mentioned, this Hong madman has a lot of good things in his hands! I'm afraid it will be even more difficult to fight this battle in the future! β
He Jin's words. It resonated in the hearts of the leaders, "In the future, you must be careful when you encounter officers and soldiers again, those officers, pro-soldiers and other characters must be searched carefully, lest there are any good things we don't know!" β
There was a burst of aroma, and the old camp secretary of Cao Ying, with a group of personal soldiers, escorted the original cooks and maids in the house, and the aunts and wives of the master to set up a banquet for the leaders.
"Come, come, come! King Gaochuang, the Eight Kings, Lao He, Lao Wang. Please be seated. Is the halal seat for the old horse settled? Cao Cao invited all his colleagues to drink at the table with a spring breeze on his face, and at the same time thoughtfully asked how the halal banquet for the old Hui Ma Shou should be settled was going.
The pork balls made of fine pork are fried in oil, and they are yellow and crispy, and they are accompanied by bracken, garlic, golden needles, seasonal vegetables, and yellow and white picked in the mountains and forests. Braised tofu in oil with moderate softness and hardness, selected high-quality vermicelli, etc.; Use bean paste and spiced ingredients. Plus dozens of Chinese herbs carefully formulated. After simmering and stir-frying, it is not only beautiful in color. Fresh and soft, salty and spicy, with both color and shape.
This is the famous local pot dish in Lushan, in addition to these. There are also musk deer, giant salamander, antelope, red-bellied pheasant and other wild meat produced in the mountains and forests, which make the leaders of the leaders full of oil and elated!
"Rank marshal, what is the loss of this breakthrough?"
After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, seeing that Zhang Xianzhong and He Yilong were about to start a wine fight, Cao Cao hurriedly threw out the topic.
As soon as these words came out, he asked all the leaders to stop drinking.
"Lao Luo, look! This big guy finally escaped this catastrophe, but you came to expose this scar, which leader of the rebel army did not suffer heavy losses? When my righteous army was in Shaanxi, there were 200,000 people and horses, but now? Lushan Baofeng and other places are afraid that there are only 40,000 or 50,000 people, how can you say such frustrating words?! β
Although King Gao Yingxiang did not have fire and other mountains, he also suffered little loss from the soldiers and horses of the old battalion, so he had the strength and confidence to speak to Cao Cao like this.
"King Gao Chuang, that's what he said, but you King Gao Chuang also know that our righteous army has always relied on those hungry people who don't rely on mixed rice to eat, and you are welcome to say, don't look at my Lao Cao's people outside recruiting hungry people, but no matter how many people there are in this group, that is, they are strong and strong, and there are more people to attack the city and eat! You are ranked, who regards them as their own capital? β
Luo Rucai, the commander of Cao Ying, squinted his small eyes and inspected the ranks of the marshals one by one.
"Is the capital you have returned to the thousands of old battalion horses in your camp? The old foundation of your Grim eye is the more than 2,000 old camps. King Gao Chuang, if I exchange a thousand hungry people for Hao Shaoqi in your camp, will you change it? Eight kings, I will exchange 4,000 hungry people for your four generals Bai Wenxuan, Feng Shuangli, Ma Yuanli, and Zhang Hualong, will you change them? β
"It's said that it's one thousand for one, but I'm afraid it's three thousand for one, and the Jingxuan brothers don't want to change it!" Li Zicheng held the scabbard of the sword in his hand and looked at Zhang Xianzhong opposite with a smile.
"Then, I will become a brother, I will use 3,000 people, and I will not exchange Liu Zongmin, only Li Guo in your camp, Yuan Zongdi, Liu Tichun, Liu Fangliang and any of the others, will you change it?"
Cao Cao still had a smile in his small eyes.
And Li Zicheng and Zhang Xianzhong also fought with him haha, "I exchanged 3,000 hungry people for Yang Chengzu and Wang Long in your camp, can you Cao Cao exchange it?" β
In this Cao Cao's inquiry, and in the jokes of Li Zicheng, Cao Cao, and Zhang Xianzhong, everyone present was like a black cloth that was uncovered in front of them, right! Those hungry people who can't walk, run, or fight, no matter how many there are in our camp, they are just more cannon fodder to eat and gain momentum.
As long as you have the old foundation of the old camp, you will not lose the capital, and wherever you go, can't you immediately pull up the pole of tens of thousands of people?
"Everyone, think about it, is there a big loss in your old camp?"
A smile tugged at Cao Cao's face.
On the way to the east, he also quietly merged the old battalion of a few small poles, which not only replenished the losses, but also slightly expanded the strength of the horse team. Judging from the number of people present in front of him, and the news he heard in private, he knew very well that these guys were all doing the same thing as himself, taking advantage of the fire to rob. took advantage of the opportunity of the official army to pursue and suppress, and merged with other people's teams.
"Therefore, King Hongyan and He Maniac are the first level of military merit reported to Emperor Chongzhen's children, and they are just killing some hungry people! It's good for us, but it's not bad at all! He mobilized tens of thousands of horses, helped us screen the soldiers, and separated the strong and the old and weak for us! β
"That's what I said, Lao Cao!"
Ma Shouying held a wine glass and put forward his own views on Luo Rucai's analysis conclusion.
"I can hear the captured officers and soldiers say this, the king of Hongyan has awarded such a reward, whoever kills two or three heads of our old battalion horse team will be rewarded with a pair of armor, and if there are two more heads, they will be rewarded with swords and guns, so that the officers and soldiers of all towns and battalions will rush towards us like crazy!"
"Then, my old Cao will have a trick to treat others in the way of others!"
After resting for a period of time at the eastern foot of Funiu Mountain, replenishing grain and grass, mules and horses, and soldiers, more than ten peasant armies carried Lushan silk looted from Lushan Mountain, and wore leather robes made of foxes, green ferrets, flying squirrels, and otters in the mountains.
In the marching procession, from time to time, cavalry shouted back and forth in the ranks.
"Anyone who kills the official army wearing Nanban armor and using Nanban swords and guns will be rewarded with twenty taels of silver immediately, and the armor and guns will belong to me! I carried it into the old camp! Three full meals a day! β
Both sides believe that the outcome of the war is in their favor and that they are the victorious side.
But is it really a win-win?
When Xiaoyu draped the plaque made of Hong Chengchou's handwriting in red and hung colors, beat gongs and drums, and sent it to Chaoyang Gate, Lin Wenbing was chatting happily with several officials who managed the granary near the left.
"Then let's say so, my lordship, Wen Bing uses the rent of 1,000 stone a year to rent various warehouses managed by your lords."
Seeing that Lin Wenbing was here to receive distinguished guests, several officials got up and said goodbye with interest.
Wen Bing folded the vouchers made of mulberry paper into small pieces and stuffed them into the hands of several officials.
"Brother Lin is still in the grain business?"
"Haha! Today's grain is a good commodity, transported to the capital, you can make a lot of money, it happens that our owner has grain in his hands, a few days ago I wrote a letter, planning to transport some grain to the capital. β
Nowadays, the price of grain in Beijing is also three or four taels of silver per stone, and there is no market for it. For this powerful fellow villager in front of him, Xiao Yu looked at him more and more.
"It's a pity that Lord Hong is far away in the northwest, if he is close to the Jianghuai River and Hanzuo to suppress the thieves, there is another thing that can be served."
Ordered someone to hang the plaque high, put away the notebook of Hong Chengchou, the governor of the five provinces, and carefully reviewed the contract documents for the purchase of ordnance and armor written by Lord Hong himself, Lin Wenbing said another sentence lightly.
"I don't know what Brother Ren said?"
"I can organize the grain to go up the river and hand it over to Lord Hong, so that his troops can have enough food to eat. It's a pity that the adults have always been in Qin, Jin, Yuchu and other places, and it costs a lot to transfer. β
Listening to Lin Wenbing's words, Ling Xiaoyu didn't know what to say in her heart, she only felt messy. Hastily completed Hong Chengchou's mission, took a delivery voucher of 1,000 stone japonica rice sent by Lin Wenbing, got on the sedan chair, and went back to write a letter to Inspector Hong to explain the matter. (To be continued......)