"Within half a month, take Yi'an! Cut off all the rebels and capture the thief leader Chen Jikuo. Liu Sheng gave orders to the generals around him, and his attitude was very serious.

The generals clenched their fists one after another, and the people were all excited.

Liu Sheng's decision was not impulsive. It has been three days since the Ming army entered Qinghua City and repaired it, and Liu Sheng has convened civil and military discussions several times, and has never talked about the deadline for the attack. It wasn't until today that he learned that Chen Jikuo's men had continued south to Yi'an (Rongshi) after arriving in Yanzhou (Huangmei), that he was full of confidence in time.

From Qinghua City to Yanzhou, and then to Yi'an, the whole road is about 300 miles. If it was just a march, the Ming army would be able to reach Yi'an City within seven days; However, because there is Yanzhou City in the middle, and then it is necessary to capture Yi'an, the time of the siege battle is difficult to estimate. Unexpectedly, now that Chen Jikuo continues to retreat south, Yanzhou City itself is not a big city, and the army is empty and people are panicking, and the situation is gradually clear.

Everyone left the Chinese army one after another. Liu Sheng picked up his helmet, put it on his head properly, and immediately lifted the scabbard from the table, hung his belt, and then walked out of the lobby.

A group of elite cavalry of the Chinese army surrounded Liu Sheng and rode into the street. At this time, the Ming army of various units had already marched from several military camps, and the streets were noisy with drums and trumpets, and there were neat queues everywhere.

Only three days have passed, and the scene of Thanh Hoa City today is completely different from the scene when the Ming army entered the city. Many people of Annam came out and watched the men and horses of the Ming army. Of course, the people of Annam don't eat pot pulp, and most of them just want to see the excitement and strangeness.

People watched the excitement, of course, first of all, they felt that they would not be killed, so no one came to watch the first few days. I don't know if it was the propaganda and role of those officers and officials in the past few days, or whether the Ming army had indeed maintained military discipline in Thanh Hoa and did not do anything wrong, in short, the situation has changed.

The common people of Annam faced the soldiers of the Ming army, full of curiosity and awe.

According to Pei Youzhen's people who secretly inspected the people, the report they got was that the soldiers of the Ming army did not plunder, and many people thought that the Ming people were very rich. Probably because the locals can only see the appearance, the Han people are young and strong, and they are naturally taller than the ordinary Annamites (giving people a sense of good nutrition), and they wear good clothes. The common people of Annam, including the common people in the Ming Dynasty, were generally very frugal, and the clothes of ordinary people were old and wrinkled; However, this group of soldiers of the Ming army received the new uniforms manufactured in batches by the weaving factory, and naturally the military appearance was different.

Moreover, according to the new law since the Wude Dynasty, soldiers will get a small amount of military pay when they go out on duty, and many soldiers will take the copper coins issued by the government and spend money in the city these days. This kind of thing is very rare in the Annam army, and the low-level soldiers of the Annam rebels are all poor.

All units of the Ming army were neatly organized and their morale was high. Many people are looking forward to meritorious service on the battlefield, and people no longer think of the ethereal feudal lords, but look forward to more practical and universal benefits; As long as you have meritorious service in battle, you will receive rewards in life, and you will change the fate of the whole family when you die, and from then on, the court will raise descendants, enter the class of scholars or military generals.

Everyone carried the new fire guns shining under the morning sun, beat gongs and drums, and held various colored flags, and marched in unison. Not far away, a group of soldiers sang a small song with high interest while walking: "The plum fragrance is floating all over the post road, and the wild geese are soaring." Chun Han leaned in the pavilion and looked at the direction of the expedition. Recalling the first time I saw in the rain, Hong Yan sent Jiao|

Mother thought. The warriors are loyal to the monarch and protect the country, and the spring cold will not be forgotten. The fragrance of plum fills the post road ......"

The battlefield full of gunpowder and slaughter in front of it seems to have become a broad road to prosperity in the eyes of military households. The beautiful song, and like a dreamy hope woven by countless soldiers, in the rising period of the Ming Empire, the court was clear, the family situation improved, and the woman was always very beautiful.

With such a strange and crazy army, the locals have naturally never seen it, so it is no wonder that so many people come to watch.

Liu Sheng rode a high-headed horse and rode out of the south city gate. He sat on horseback and watched ahead, the terrain as far as he could see was relatively flat, with occasional undulating mountains and forests in the distance.

He turned his head to look to his right, and saw that deep in the rice fields, the river was not wide, and there was already a long string of gray hard sails. The sand boats of the Ming army sailed on the relatively narrow river, which was the reason for the tailwind.

Liu Sheng raised his head, felt the pleasant north wind, and glanced at the bright sun in the east, only to feel that everything was perfect. He couldn't help but sigh: "God help me!" ”

In addition to the troops left behind in Thanh Hoa City, the land division of the Liusheng division still has more than 20,000 foot cavalry, and the men and horses of each division march along the river and land. In the afternoon of the same day, the army stopped marching. In the places selected by the forward army and the baggage battalion, the sergeants built a simple barracks, stationed them for repair, and lit fires to make food.

(The baggage battalion and the forward army go first, and they will reach the end of the water transport ahead of time; Nearly 100 miles from Thanh Hoa City, the baggage battalion would requisition a dirt village there and build a military warehouse. ）

While the tent of the Chinese army was being built, Liu Sheng stood on the camp, looking at the map and the surrounding terrain at the same time.

Although the army has left Thanh Hoa City for more than 40 miles, the terrain here is still relatively flat, and the east side of the military camp is an endless rice field. However, according to the map drawn by the Northern Department of the Imperial Division, when Liu Sheng and his army arrived at the warehouse north of Yanzhou, they would enter a mountainous area and the terrain would no longer be so open.

"Yanzhou Beicang" is only a few dozen miles away from Yanzhou City. When the Ming army attacks from there, it will take more than a day to reach the city of Yanzhou, so the army does not need to carry much grain and grass; Due to the fragility of the air defense of Yanzhou City, the soldiers did not even have to transport many heavy ordnance.

With Liu Sheng's decision-making strategy, a few days later, he entered Yanzhou, and then used Yanzhou as his base camp to continue to advance to Yi'an; As long as the army arrived at the city of Yi'an, it could rely on the waterways connected by the coastal sea and the Chajiang River to get sufficient supplies from the water.

After a long time, Liu Sheng asked his soldiers to put away the drawings. He turned his head to look at the place where the Chinese army tent was, and saw that the tent had been erected.

At this moment, there was a sound not far away. Liu Sheng heard the sound and looked sideways and saw Pei Youzhen, the soldier who accompanied the army. Pei Youzhen wore a round-necked robe, knelt on a piece of grass, and blew a bamboo xiao, as if she was auditioning. And next to Pei Youzhen, there was only one scribe retinue with a pair of cymbals in his hand; It was a brass percussion instrument with two cymbals, left and right.

Liu Shengxin walked over, hugged his fists and said, "Pei Shilang Yaxing." ”

Pei Youzhen glanced up at Liu Sheng, bowed his hand back, and said: "A few days ago, I finished a song, and I saw the scene of the army camping and the scenery of a foreign country, so I felt that this scene was very similar

Yes, if this song is not played, when? ”

Liu Sheng said: "I should listen to it, I don't know what the name of this song is?" ”

Pei Youzhen said: "The name is "Ten Thousand Miles of Jinling". ”

Liu Sheng sat down cross-legged not far away, stopped talking, and waited for Pei Youzhen's performance.

Pei Youzhen didn't play it right away, he closed his eyes for a while, as if he was brewing emotions, or memorizing the tune first. After Pei Youzhen opened his eyes, he looked around at the surrounding scenery and sighed: "The sun and moon dragon flag are flying for thousands of miles, where is the end of the world not Jinling?" ”

As he spoke, he glanced sideways at the attendant scribe, who looked at Pei Youzhen and nodded slightly.

Pei Youzhen picked up Zhu Xiao and began to play. Hearing only a small sound, Liu Sheng nodded his head in praise, although he was not proficient in music, he could also hear that the opening melody was very good.

At first, there was only one bamboo solo, but it was magnificent; A slightly hoarse voice, revealing a sense of vigor. In particular, there was an occasional short whistling sound, as if people could hear the lonely chirping of the goshawk in the sky.

Soon cymbals also joined the music, and the cymbals used different strengths and angles to strike completely different sounds. The scribe listened to the melody and struck it softly, like a crisp spring of water, embellished with the sound of the wind.

Then the scribe began to pound the cymbals, maintaining a slow, even rhythm, and he raised his head and began to chant to the melody played by Xiao Sheng. There are no lyrics, just a simple vocalization, and his rough voice rises and falls with the music. He seemed to be singing something, and he seemed to be feeling something; Occasionally, there will be a broken sound, but it does not look like a mistake or a flaw, but it blends with the unique hoarse sound and reflects each other.

Liu Sheng secretly exclaimed, he didn't expect that Pei Youzhen, who was born as a teacher in the Han Palace, was quite talented in music and rhythm; I never thought that just a branch of Xiao and a pair of cymbals could play such a magnificent and emotional tune.

The music played by Pei Youzhen and others is intangible and wordless, but the artistic conception seems to be quite far-reaching. Originally, Liu Sheng would only have an emotion that he couldn't accurately grasp and was infected with the rhythm, but because he said the name "Wanli Jinling" in advance, the invisible emotion seemed to have a direction; Let Liu Sheng follow that direction, as if he felt the ambition and ambition, and a little helplessness and nostalgia, and even sin and sacrifice. Because the melody of this song is not only generosity.

In the midst of the music, the sun in the west gradually set, casting the only remaining golden light onto the vast land, and the color at this moment is like a dream. The soldier on duty in the west, holding a cherry spear in one hand and a spear in the other, stood motionless on the mound, and his figure had only a black outline in the glow, and in an instant it resembled a statue, giving the illusion that it would stand there forever.

The dragon flag of the sun and moon fluttered in the wind over the big tent, and a white-bellied bird swept across the river and rushed into the air with a graceful and vigorous attitude. There were countless tents on the ground, the smoke of the cooking stove was still gone, and the soldiers also heard the sound of the music, and many faces flashed in front of Liu Sheng's eyes one by one.

Liu Sheng looked far away, deep in the sky to the south. His goal seems to be close at hand, but the heart of the Ming Dynasty seems to be endless.

.。 Writing Chinese Network M.