Volume 9 National Rebellion Chapter 358 The Death of Celebration (II)

Outside Bishui City, Ma Dawei personally led thousands of guards to welcome Cui Qinggong's arrival, scouts reported, Cui Qing's power of 10,000 cavalry came, and has now arrived three miles away, Cui Qinggong finally came, Ma Dawei's heart began to tense slightly, he looked at Ma Siyi, who was calm next to him, and asked in a low voice: "Is it arranged?" ”

Ma Si Su smiled coldly and said: "Please rest assured, the prince is precise, we have a precise arrangement, and Cui Qinggong will definitely not be able to escape this time." ”

He put up the curtain and stared into the distance for a while, only to see a black line faintly visible, so he said to Ma Dawei: "General, since Cui Qinggong has arrived, then I will go and prepare first." ”

Ma Dawei took a deep breath and immediately urged Ma to meet Cui Qinggong's army, success or failure in one move.

After three days of marching, Cui Qinggong finally arrived at the destination, the distant water wall was faintly in sight, thinking that he was about to see the long-awaited gunpowder, his emotions began to swell, a few days of marching was depressed and swept away, far away, hundreds of cavalry were galloping towards him, Cui Qinggong saw Ma Dawei at a glance, a pair of sharp eagle eyes flashed a touch of murder, he wanted to kill Ma Dawei at this time is like a bag to take things, Ma Dawei is not afraid?

But his killing intent was temporarily suppressed in an instant, and now was not the time to kill him, 10,000 cavalry were overwhelming, and the banner of hunting was fluttering in the cold wind.

Ma Dawei turned over and dismounted, walked forward quickly, and under the eyes of the 10,000 army, he respectfully bowed to Cui Qinggong, "The last general Ma Dawei sees the marshal!" ”

"Do you still think I'm your handsome?" Cui Qinggong's cold voice was intermittent in the wind.

"The subordinates don't dare, the subordinates have always been loyal to the commander."

"You still dare to deceive me!" Cui Qinggong pointed at him with a horsewhip and shouted: "You developed gunpowder but did not dedicate it to me, where is your loyalty?" ”

"The subordinates have no intention of concealing it, the gunpowder has just been successful, and it still needs to be tested many times, and when it is stable, the subordinates will definitely sacrifice it to the commander."

Cui Qinggong squinted at him. Without saying a word, there was silence in the wilderness at this moment, only the wind screeched through the human wall, and I don't know how long it took, the sweat on Ma Dawei's forehead slowly rolled down, and then he heard Cui Qinggong snort coldly: "Forgive you for not having the guts, and take me to see your gunpowder!" ”

"It's a matter of confidentiality, please follow me into the city."

Bishui City has always been a military town on the south bank of the Yellow River, and its city is deep and wide. It looks unusually tall and sturdy, and the water flowing from the south circles the city and continues to flow to the Yellow River.

There are not many people in the city. There were only a few hundred households, and in the cold wind, nearly 2,000 cavalry escorted Cui Qinggong into the city slowly, and the rest of the army was stationed outside the city, ready to be called at any time.

At this moment, on top of the city wall, dozens of soldiers were nervously watching Cui Qinggong's army enter the city, with a small stone thrower beside them, and a huge black clay pot was quietly waiting for the opportunity to come.

In addition, on the city wall, there were nearly 10,000 crossbowmen. They lay on their knees, so nervous that they almost stopped breathing.

At this moment, hundreds of cavalry vanguard troops had already entered the urn city. Seeing that Cui Qinggong's banner also disappeared under the city, he had already crossed the suspension bridge. Entering the cave, the stone throwers on the ground on the city began to slowly fill up, and a soldier held a lit torch and waited for the final order.

Ma Dawei accompanied Cui Qinggong across the suspension bridge and began to enter the city cave, he began to speak less, and was nervously waiting for the opportunity to get out, there was no sound of speech in the dark city cave, only the noise of horses' hooves. Cui Qinggong also seemed to feel a tense atmosphere. He glanced at Mardalvian beside him and saw that he was calm. Still maintaining a respectful posture, Cui Qinggong's heart was slightly lowered.

In a flash of light, they had passed through the cave and entered the Urn City, which was a patio in the middle of the main gate, with two gates in front and back, and surrounded by tall walls.

At this time, Cui Qinggong suddenly saw a small stone tower on the side of the urn city wall, the stone tower was painted red, extremely dazzling, two sergeants guarded one left and one right, and there was a black porcelain ball on the top of the stone tower, the whole stone tower was like an altar, the shape was quite strange, he was full of strong curiosity, and asked: "What is this?" ”

Ma Dawei immediately bowed down and replied: "That black porcelain ball is our imitation of the Longyou Army thunderbolt, can the marshal be interested in taking a look?" ”

Cui Qinggong was very interested, so he nodded and said happily: "Show it to me!"

Ma Dawei agreed, rode his horse to the stone tower, at this time his heart was so nervous that he was about to jump out, the stone tower was about fifty steps away from Cui Qinggong, and the horse was about to arrive, when he was about a dozen steps away from the stone tower, Ma Dawei waved his hand and ordered loudly: "Take off the thunderbolt!" ”

This is the order to do it, as soon as his voice fell, he saw the same black porcelain ball thrown diagonally from the city to the outside of the suspension bridge, and white smoke was violently emitted on it, only to hear an earth-shattering explosion suddenly outside the city, the sound was like thunder, dozens of miles could be heard, a puff of black smoke rose into the air, the cavalry inside and outside the city was suddenly in chaos, the war horses neighed and ran away in fear, and Cui Qinggong's cavalry was in chaos.

The cavalry in the urn city was also stunned by the sound of the explosion, and all the people looked out of the city cave together, and as soon as the explosion subsided, the mutation occurred, only to see the drawbridge slowly pulled up, and the city gate rumbled shut, not good! Cui Qinggong immediately realized that he had been fooled, he suddenly thought of something, turned his head to look at Ma Dawei, and was so shocked that he almost fell off the horse.

I saw that the stone tower just now had been moved away at some point, and behind it was a dark wall hole, and a huge stone gate was slowly falling, and Ma Dawei's war horse was still there, but the people of the other place had long since disappeared.

"Get out of town!" Cui Qinggong hissed loudly, but it was already late, and with the sound of a book, the arrows on the surrounding city walls were like torrential rain, shooting down overwhelmingly, and the sky above the urn city suddenly turned into darkness.

On February 20 of the second year of Yong'an, Cui Qinggong, a generation of heroes, died in Bishui City.

At the same moment when Cui Qinggong entered the city, on the north bank of the Yellow River opposite Bishui City, Zhang Huan was quietly waiting for news from the other side, and his brigade had already marched to the Shangdang the day before yesterday to meet the Hui and Khitan coalition forces, and there were only 5,000 guards left in the camp.

Since he sent troops from Longyou. His army has never crossed the Yellow River, and his strategic focus is not on Cui Qinggong's body, in his opinion, Cui Qinggong has no time, location or people, none of the three, just occupy a little bit of luck and is rampant for a while, he is not worthy of fighting with himself at all, his strategic focus is still in Hebei, no matter whether Pei You and Tuoba Qianli's battle is won or lost. He has an excuse to march into Hebei, and more importantly, Pei Jun's death, just like the death of his own head of the family. There was no one in Hebei who could stop him from Zhang Huan's army moving north.

At this moment, Zhang Huan was sitting in the tent reading a book, according to the information sent by the scouts on the other side, Cui Qinggong should have arrived in Bishui today, that is to say, there will be news at any time, suddenly, he seemed to hear something, Zhang Huan immediately put down the book and got up and walked outside the tent. As soon as he lifted the curtain, he saw a soldier running with excitement on his face.

"Governor. It was the explosion of gunpowder, coming from the direction of Bishui City on the other side. ”

It's finally here. Zhang Huan couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart, he turned over and got on his horse and smiled at the soldiers: "Go!" Take a look at the edge of the Yellow River. ”

The camp was only three or four miles away from the Yellow River, and nearly a thousand cavalry rushed to the bank of the Yellow River with Zhang Huan in a gallop.

The river is very wide, more than ten miles away on the opposite bank, and there is a small island in the middle of the river, where large flocks of gulls and herons returning from the south inhabit the island. There are no boats on the vast river. Only flocks of white herons hover over the river in search of food.

Zhang Huan immediately stared at the shore in the direction of Bishui City, although he couldn't see the situation in the city. But he believes that Cui Qinggong will not be able to escape the fate of destruction this time.

The river on the bank is cold and cold, mixed with a unique fishy smell of the river, the wind is fast, blowing the poplar trees by the river, Zhang Huan has been waiting by the river for nearly an hour, there is still no news, but he is still immovable, his face is indifferent, as if he is a stone sculpture.

"Du Du, could it be that one of the personal soldiers next to him, Du Lieutenant, finally lost his breath.

Zhang Huan waved his hand to stop his talking, at this moment, a few small red dots had appeared in his eyes, and a smile finally appeared on his face, which had been cold as a rock, "The news is here!" ”

A burst of cheers suddenly erupted on the riverbank, and I saw more than a dozen red dots appear on the vast river surface, which is a method of reporting information invented by Zhang Huan in Anxi, dyeing the goshawks red, as long as they take off into the air, it means the arrival of victory.

"Cui Qinggong, it's a pity that I can't see you for the last time." Zhang Huan muttered a chuckle.

He suddenly turned his horse's head and ordered his soldiers: "Order the whole army to rise up and march to Hebei." ”

Cui Qinggong died, the cavalry brigade he brought began to attack the city frantically, but in front of the tall and majestic city wall, they were helpless, at this time, Ma Dawei's tens of thousands of troops from all directions killed, inside and outside the attack, Cui Qinggong's troops were defeated, countless surrenderers, only a very small number of remnants fled back to Luoyang, Ma Dawei then officially sent people to Chen Liu to ask Zhang Huanjun to surrender.

On February 22, Zhang Huan's general Lin Jiuhan led 40,000 Longyou troops from Chenliukai and arrived in Xingyang to accept Ma Dawei's surrender, and at the same time, Chu Xingshui led 60,000 Huainan troops to Dimi County south of Xingyang, while Xiangyang Li Shuangyu's 50,000 troops marched north along Rushui and occupied Diliang County in Linru County on the 24th.

More than 200,000 troops cut off the retreat of the Luoyang rebels from the east, south and west.

The situation in Luoyang remained calm, the news of Cui Qinggong's death was tightly sealed, and the remnants of the army that had fled back from Bishui had been intercepted by the troops sent by Zhu Tao in advance, so as to prevent the news they had brought to discourage the army

In the Luoyang Palace, Zhu Tao is nervously discussing countermeasures with Cui Qinggong's second book Cui Ming, Cui Qinggong has a total of five children's books, the long book Cui Xiong has become a wasted person, and the second book Cui Ming is twenty-three years old this year, he was born to Cui Qinggong's concubine, and several other children's books are also concubines, and they are still teenagers, not enough to entrust major events, so Cui Ming became Cui Qinggong's only heir

Perhaps because the long book Cui Xiong had become a martial artist, Cui Qinggong paid special attention to the cultivation of the second book in literature, invited famous Confucians to teach him knowledge since he was a child, and let him handle official documents with the army when he grew up, and stayed by his side.

Cui Qinggong went to Bishui this time, that is, the military power was handed over to the children's book, Cui Ming got the news of his father's death, in addition to grief, he was also a little panicked, although he had been in charge of the army for his father, but this time is not that time, coupled with his young age, in a serious situation, he didn't know how to deal with this situation, so he pinned all his hopes on his master Zhu Tao.

"Little Lord Don't worry, things haven't reached the worst yet, we still have a chance." Zhu Tao was like a father and brother, comforting his little lord.

Cui Ming shook his head and said, "How can I not be worried? Zhang Huan's army will definitely take the opportunity to attack, and once the news of my father spreads, how can we still resist it? It's better for us to simply ask the Queen Mother to surrender, at least we can retain some of our strength. ”

The only way Cui Ming can think of now is to surrender to his aunt, and maybe there is still a way to live.

Zhu Tao didn't answer his words immediately, he pondered for a moment and said: "This may be our last step, but it is by no means a top priority, the top priority is not Zhang Huan's attack, I am worried that Li Shidao will take the opportunity to attack, we must take the first move before he attacks, otherwise he will enter Luoyang, and we will have no way to live." ”

Cui Ming's face turned pale in an instant, Li Shidao was ruthless, if it fell into his hands, his own consequences

He shivered, and hurriedly bowed to Zhu Tao and said, "This matter is up to the master, and I have no opinion." ”

"Now we can only work together to get through this together." Zhu Tao pondered for a while, and then proposed his own solution, "The two of us can divide labor and cooperate, I will stay in Luoyang to keep the foundation, and Li Shidao will be dealt with by the little prince, without further ado, the little prince can lead the troops to fight overnight." ”

"But I've never led a soldier into battle." Cui Ming glanced at Zhu Tao a little timidly and said, "It's better for me to stay in Luoyang, and the master will deal with Li Shidao." ”

"Alright! For the sake of the lord's kindness, I will hand over this life to the little prince. Zhu Tao let out a long sigh and finally accepted Cui Ming's appointment.

(Today Lao Gao has a cold, dizziness, and doesn't write much, please forgive me)