The Western Wei State did not expect that the war with the Qing army would be a tug-of-war.

In November, when a heavy snowfall covered the land of Guanzhong, a lame man in a village of immigrants from southern Henan in Shangzhou, wearing a cotton jacket and a cotton hat on his head, was directing several young men to pack up the family's corn, load a few furs into a cart, and prepare to transport them to the city for sale.

"Boss, everything is ready!" A young man shook the snowflakes on his body and smiled.

The lame man nodded, "This year's harvest is good, when I go to the city to change the money, I will settle the salary for you, there will be nothing to do here this year, you will come over next spring!" ”

"Boss, I may not be able to come next year!" The man smiled, and there seemed to be some pride in his expression.

The lame man was stunned, "What's the matter?" I don't like my low salary, and I don't want to work in my field! ”

"It's not! No! The man hurriedly shook his head, "My old man is looking for a place, and the owner has paid me a salary, so I have to go back to prepare for the exam, if it passes, I won't be able to come." ”

"I'm going to serve the king!" The lame man stood up, "Zhong, today the owner invites you to eat mutton, if I don't hurt my foot, how can I be in charge of the brigade now, you kid has the strength, it is the material for eating this bowl of rice." ”

The man said with a smile: "I don't think about it so much, even if I don't become an officer, the government also has a share of land, I just want to make some merit and earn some land, and in the future, like the owner, the local owner will hire people to work." ”

"You turtle grandson, it is said that I am the landlord's old wealth~" The lame man was angry, and he was about to talk to the man when a cavalryman on a healthy horse galloped into the village and came to the threshing floor in the middle, and the big bell hanging from the ancient tree next to the ancient well was immediately ringed.

"Let's take a look!" The lame man was busy.

When the people in the village heard the bell, the men also put on cotton clothes and hats, and gathered at the threshing floor one after another.

The bell rang very quickly, and those who were trained knew that at this time the government sent someone to announce something important.

"Old Deng, what's the matter?" A man came out in disheveled clothes, the weather was cold, and he was idle at home, he was responding to the call of the King of Wei to make a villain on the kang, and when he heard the bell, he reflexively surrendered the gun and hurriedly ran out.

"I don't know, the front line is fighting, maybe there will be a conscription!" The lame man's name was Deng Ping, and it turned out to be a team leader of Wei Wujun.

As they spoke, they had reached the threshing floor, which was already surrounded by the people of the village.

At this time, the cavalry riding on a horse, with a flag behind his back, and a few bamboo tubes on his back, saw that the people were almost coming, untied a bamboo tube, took out a volume of documents, and read aloud: "The forward battle is tight, the king points the troops, Deng Ping, the first sentry of the Jianrui Battalion of the Far Wei Wu Army, and Sun Zhongjian~~~~, the Xiaowu Battalion Guards~~~~, Ling Er and others immediately packed up their armor and went to Zhechong Mansion to wait for the appointment!" ”

Deng Ping, a few retired veterans whose names were named, their faces sank, knelt on one knee in the snow, and saluted to receive the order, "No!" ”

At that moment, the cavalry gave each of them a military book, which stated their appointment, and they would go to Fucheng to serve as officers of the Ding Battalion, and rush to the front lines in Hedong and Henan.

As soon as the cavalry gave the order, they pulled the reins of their horses and galloped away.

Several old soldiers stood up, speechless for a while, and half-rang General Deng Ping's book into his arms, and laughed: "I didn't expect the king to use us." ”

"It must be those turtle grandchildren on the front line, and when you encounter hard stubble, it depends on us."

The group dispersed from the grain field, and Deng Ping returned home, and after a few words of instruction to his wife and children and his father, he took out his armor, and led out the horses, and hung swords and lances on his saddles.

The retired soldiers of the Wei army will not be removed from the military status, and the feudal government can be re-recruited at special moments, and the army will not confiscate armor and weapons, and after retirement, they are also allowed to purchase weapons and horses, and continue to enjoy the treatment of military status, but his son, unless there is a gift of shade, can not enjoy the treatment of military status.

Many retired soldiers, in order to protect their status, will train their sons and brothers to participate in the selection of government soldiers, and in order to be able to win, retired soldiers will often spend a lot of money to buy weapons and horses to train their heirs, so that they can beat ordinary people.

Of course, the Western Wei feudal government will also give them some support for this, such as transferring the eliminated armor and horses to them at a lower price.

Deng Ping said goodbye to his family, then got on his horse, walked outside the courtyard, and suddenly said to the chief worker by the mule cart: "Guisun, your owner is not a landlord or old wealth, it is all earned by the owner for the king's life." According to the king's words, I am a military nobleman, do you understand! ”

After finishing speaking, Deng Ping grabbed the horse's belly and galloped away, and when he arrived at the entrance of the village, there were already two old men waiting.

The three of them gathered together, glanced back at the village, and galloped north in the wind and snow.

A few days later, in the direction of Shangzhou to the north of Tongzhou, several infantry marched eastward, and suddenly a sound of horses' hooves sounded, and a Mongolian cavalry of nearly 100 people roared past and galloped to the east~~~

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Puzhou, in the dark night, on the front of the two armies of Wei and Qing, from time to time, the flames flickered, and occasionally a ball of red light burst out, and several figures flew up.

After many days of fighting, the Wei army, with the advantage of equipment and equipment, has broken through the two lines of defense of the Qing army.

At this time, the casualties of the Wei army were close to 20,000, of course, because there were medical soldiers and medical officers, and the Wei army was very well armoured, and many wounded soldiers could still be rescued if they were rescued.

The casualties of the Qing army were much more serious than those of the Wei army, but the casualties were mainly those of the Green Battalion, Baoyi, and the forcibly recruited people, and Azig still had thousands of elite banner soldiers in his hands.

In the Wei army camp, Gao Yihuan pressed the sand table with both hands, and listened to Li Dingguo: "King, our army has broken through the two lines of defense of the Qing army, and the Qing army is only the last one, but Azig is now continuing to build behind this line, and it is not a way to break it one by one." ”

Gao Yihuan's eyes were bloodshot, and he raised his head and said: "Jin Shenghuan sent the news, Geng Zhongming has withdrawn to the east, presumably the decisive battle between the Ming and Qing dynasties is about to be decided, and the Lone King must break through Azig as soon as possible." ”

As he spoke, he looked at Li Dingguo and the others: "The Lone King can't wait anymore, what else can you do?" ”

Everyone looked at each other, and Li Dingguo said: "King, it is more difficult to fight Azig than us now, and the minister thinks that there is no shortcut now, just to see who can't hold it first." ”

Guanzhong is adjacent to Shaanxi, but the traffic between the two places is not convenient.

The Yellow River from the Hetao to the Puzhou section, the water flow is turbulent, most of the banks are cliffs, and it is not suitable for the army to cross the river, and even if the river is crossed, the road is not easy to walk, and there are Luliang Mountains in front.

Historically, from the attack of the Six Kingdoms on Qin to the attack on Shaanxi by the Japanese army, it was very difficult, and in turn, it was not easy for the Wei army to attack Hedong, the road was really limited, and the time was too late.

Gao Yihuan heard the words and clenched his fists, "Then there is only one way to knock down Azig." It's not the same thing for the Lone King to watch it go down, it's time to launch a general attack! ”

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