Chapter 227: A Hasty End
Fortunately, this flood came and went quickly, and there was no expected time of two or three hours, but more than half an hour, and the flood flowed into the Qiantang River, and the earth returned to its original color again.
But this half an hour is enough. Looking around Haining City, it is already a Ze country. Countless drowned corpses, rushed into the Qiantang River, covering the entire surface of the river, and in the low-lying areas of the land, they were all filled with corpses.
It was a great victory, and everyone on the wall cheered and rejoiced, thankfully everyone had escaped. Mao Yuwen was surprised by the greatness of this natural force, and at the same time, he grabbed Yang Fan's hand: "The general's flooding of the Seventh Army is really a stroke of genius, I want to ask the town guard father-in-law for your credit." Then you can do it with me. ”
Now that I have Daddy Yang and Yang Kuang in my hands, plus this Yang Fan, I will drum them all to Dongjiang Town in the future, which is really a good fortune for Sanyang Kaitai.
Yang Fan was also very excited, but he still didn't forget to be modest: "This is all the command and dispatch of the county lord, the small army is in command, the small one is just running errands, and the first merit of this great victory is still the county lord."
Seeing Yang Fan knowingly pushing the credit to himself, the county respected the heart at that time with great joy. With this great achievement, there is absolutely no problem with the promotion of the official sānjí, but what mansion should he choose as the official, this still makes him entangled.
So after a little modesty, he happily promised: "Now, I will reward you with 1,000 taels of silver, which is the gratitude of the people of Haining to you.
Yang Fan didn't know the roots of Mao Yulong, but he saw that this guy was very appreciative, so he was very annoying to him. After all, the reputation of the eunuch party is in the mouth of the literati who are respected by the world, that is the flood beast, that is the disaster to the country and the people, Yang Fan is still quite a sense of justice, so he sincerely thanked the county respect, and since then he has made him rich, he coldly rejected Mao Yulong, "Although the villain has the heart to follow the little minister, but the family has an old mother and father, as well as a wife and children, so I can only regret it." ”
As a result, such a confession won the joy of the county order, and he secretly said in his heart: "Although this Yang Fan is a military household, the righteousness is still clear, it is better to transfer him to his own yamen as the head of the capital, and he can be regarded as a person to make the best use of it." ”
Mao Yulong's refusal to Yang Fan only smiled indifferently. The person you fancy still wants to run? There are no doors, and in the end you still have to obediently obey me, you are already my person.
Yang Fan saw that Mao Yulong was not annoyed, and his heart let go, but he felt a feeling of being targeted by a fox. Where is the fox, after looking around, he found that there was a tail wagging behind Mao Yulong's buttocks, and it was the kind with a pointed white tail, so he shuddered at that time.
The little dog was rescued because his head shape was too special, so Zhao Wujie grabbed his small head shape and directly lifted his thin body onto the boat.
After lying on the boat gang and vomiting fiercely for a while, the little dog finally relieved his breath, looking at the countless floating corpses on the river, countless subordinates who were sinking and floating, and couldn't help crying at that time. Although most of the drowned were Yan Siqi's subordinates, his more than 2,000 subordinates were estimated to have suffered a lot of damage. That's the capital to gain a firm foothold, without these, it is simply wishful thinking to gain a foothold in the Ming coast, and from then on, he is a lost dog, and there is no possibility of any achievement.
Yan Siqi didn't mean to blame the puppy, he also knew that it was himself who should be responsible.
"What are the results of the inventory?" The tone no longer has the pride it used to be.
After the subordinate's counting, he replied bitterly: "The 30,000 troops on the shore have been lost—"
"Say."
"Twenty-seven thousand."
Fire and water are ruthless, this is not like falling into the sea, this is a sudden flood, even the fish will choke to death in this sudden sludge, let alone people, and then there will be a fire, of course, the loss is heavy.
"Can you continue to attack?" But attacking again is no longer for the sake of looting supplies, but only for revenge.
Zhao Wujie said sadly: "I went to actually investigate just now, and the result is that the flood has receded, the mud is not up to the knees, and it will be the plum rain in the south of the Yangtze River soon, and it will definitely not be possible to approach Haining City in two or three months." ”
Yan Siqi held his hands on his knees and pondered silently.
With an army of 50,000, he wanted to argue with the Ming Dynasty and forced the Ming Dynasty to sign an alliance with him, but he lost 8,000 under the city of Hangzhou in the early stage. In fact, this is nothing, his 50,000 army lost 8,000, not like the Ming army, it is equivalent to a complete collapse, but if you add this loss, it will really hurt your muscles and bones, and you have no Ming population to supplement, how many 40,000? Even if he rushed to the city of Hangzhou at all costs, what could he do? In the face of Jiancheng and Hangzhou, which has long been prepared, he can only look at Hangzhou and sigh.
And if he really consumes all the power in his hands for righteousness, his father-in-law will not forgive him, and he no longer has the strength to compete with other pirates in the South China Sea.
After pondering for a long time and weighing the pros and cons, Yan Siqi finally sighed: "Forget it, let's withdraw our troops." ”
Returning to Táiwān, and then at the brothers' reception banquet, Yan Siqi drank too much because of the depression in his heart, and finally died depressed. This is of course counted as the first celebrity to die at the hands of Mao Yulong.
That's the end of it? Mao Yulong did not rejoice that this big victory ended the entire battle of Hangzhou, but had a feeling of being left behind. Because he did not achieve his goal with the help of this big battle, for example, let Yuan Keli show his ability, so that he was broken in the field this year, so that he continued to help Mao Wenlong in Denglai's position. Without this change, Mao Wenlong's real mortal enemy, Wu Zhiwang, will be on the throne, and his uncle Mao Wenlong will enter the most difficult period.
It's also strange to say that all my plans always end in halfway, and they have never been perfectly realized. For example, this time, I actually played it myself, and directly disabled Yan Siqi, but there was no follow-up later. This is really a trick to make people.
I returned to Hangzhou in silence, and I didn't go to the town guard to explain, in fact, there was nothing to explain, because the war was over, and I didn't have anything to do, so I went home directly. Fortunately, there is still good news waiting for him when he returns home.
As soon as she entered the courtyard, Xiaoya pulled her brother with a sad face: "Brother, Brother Wang is leaving." ”
Brother Wang, which one? At this time, the people in the room who heard Mao Wenlong's voice came out together, and Wang Chengen was also in the ranks. Mao Wenlong immediately knew that the brother Wang in Xiaoya's mouth was Wang Chengen.
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