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The Qing army that successfully 'recovered' Huai'an in the south, leaving a garrison in Huai'an City, and the large army turned from south to east. The accompanying fleet entered Sheyang Lake through the Jianhe River in Huai'an, and the Qing army's horse infantry marched on the north shore of Sheyang Lake, and the land and water army bypassed the north end of Sheyang Lake, and then marched along the waterway to the east of Sheyang Lake to Yancheng. The Salt River there was the transportation route that the Qing army could rely on -- avoiding the high-ranking lake as a big killer.

The Fu Han army in Yancheng happily withdrew from the city, and the remaining small Wanshi grain in their hands was also distributed to the local people. In August and September, more and more refugees from northern Jiangsu gathered in Yancheng, and now there are 35 porridge sheds in Yancheng, and there are at least 150,000 refugees outside the city. This big burden makes the Fu Han army consume nearly a thousand stones of grain in Yancheng every day, which is really a terrible number.

Now this 'big burden' will be thrown to the Manchu Qing to carry it.

It was Tang Wencan's camp who was in charge of the task behind the Yancheng Palace, and after the original battle in Wuxi, he entered Chen Ming's eyes. Although he is still a battalion officer now, he is a trustworthy person of the Fu Han Army.

The person standing in front of him was called Xiao Changchun, and his face was in his thirties, medium build, square face, and the skin on his face and hands was very rough, very much like an old farmer who had been working in the field for many years, with thick fingers and dirt between his fingernails. His eyes sank into the sunken as if he hadn't slept soundly for several nights.

The one standing side by side with Xiao Changchun was also a middle-aged man in his thirties, but he was a big man, at least 1.8 meters tall, and he was an absolute elder in this era. Wearing a short suit of trousers, with a wide cow belt around his waist; It's late autumn, the weather is already quite cold, he is still only single, the well-developed muscles of the upper body protrude on the shoulders and arms, and you can see clearly through the clothes; There was a middle finger-long scar on his eyebrows, and the red flesh marks were curled again and again, like a flesh-colored centipede, but it added to his strong spirit.

The thick braid is coiled around the neck, this person is not with long hair, and neither he nor Xiao Changchun has a twisted braid. The square face of the national character, under the wide thick eyebrows, flashed a pair of shrewd eyes, and the gaze was sharp.

"Officer Tang Ying, we have a good cooperation this time. In the future, the mountains and rivers will meet, and we will have a period later. "The dark camp and the army are no longer one, but whether Tang Wencan, the battalion officer, and the two people in the dark camp in front of him will still work together in the future, no one can say.

Xiao Changchun, who looked like an old farmer in front of Tang Wencan, was the stationmaster of Yancheng Station in the secret camp, and the big man next to him, surnamed Wei, Wei Changkong, was Xiao Jian's deputy and the number two person in Jiangnan Teke. The name is very coincidental with Xiao Changchun, and there is a word 'long'. The two of them appeared in front of Tang Wencan, the commander of the rear army, and it was obvious that the secret camp in Yancheng had prepared a big meal for the Qing army.

"Two, there will be a period later, you take care!" The Qing army's troops have already entered the territory of Yancheng, and the time to test the dark camp is coming. Tang Wencan's camp ventured to stay in Yancheng for an extra day, attracting the attention of the Qing army and sharing a lot of pressure on Xiao Changchun and Wei Changkong—he risked being attacked and killed by the Manchu cavalry.

A day may seem like a small time, and it is also precious for the dark camp. Because this action was decided on an ad hoc basis, it was finalized after Fengsheng Lian Yong became a pioneer in Shandong. Xiao Changchun and Wei Changkong had an extra day to set up, which was equivalent to extending the preparation period by two or three percent, and of course the two of them were grateful to Tang Wencan. Tang Wencan was firmly labeled as trustworthy after the battle of Wuxi, and now the future is much brighter than before, but it is not very ambitious, he is already in his forties, and he may not know when he will change jobs and make way. Many friends, many roads!

Watching Tang Wencan's camp disappear into the distant horizon, Xiao Changchun's eyes became sharp and sharp. "Brother Wei, it's up to us in Yancheng next."

"I'm going to slaughter that old thing." All that appeared on Wei Changkong's face was murderous aura.

"I can't help Yancheng Station when it comes to assassination, but I will definitely help you mess up the Qing soldiers."

The two dark camp figures said unabashedly words. Their battlefield is in the dark, and the time to really get their hands dirty is also in the night.

While they were talking, the Qing army in Gangcheng was still advancing towards Yancheng in great strides. The vanguard of the Qing army opened the way with a 1,000-strong green battalion horse team, and then a Shandong regimental training of more than 5,000 people, led by Liu Yong, the official minister of Shandong regimental training, Liu Chongru.

Originally, the green battalion of the Shandong battlefield, the pioneer of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, was transferred, but after learning the number of more than 100,000 refugees and displaced people in Yancheng, Feng Sheng's forehead hurriedly invited Liu Yong. Liu Yong is also not polite, he has twice supervised Jiangsu Xuezheng, and has a certain reputation and prestige in Jiangsu. To appease the more than 100,000 displaced refugees in Yancheng and not to cause chaos at this time, Liu Yongzi is the best candidate for the southward army.

In the afternoon, 6,000 cavalry Qing troops entered Yancheng, and soon 6,700 horses marched straight south from Yancheng and chased down the Yunyan River to the Fuhan army, which had only evacuated in the morning. It was only five or six hundred, all infantry, no artillery, no muskets, very few in armor. As long as the six or seven hundred horses can catch up, they will win with one blow. Just like the military exploits of Bai Pickup, win a good start and boost the military prestige. The ghost will watch the fat slip away in vain.

The general who led the team thought so, and Liu Yong himself thought so.

Liu Yong has a full 5,000 Shandong regiments around him, and 5,000 Shandong Hans with knives and guns will be afraid of more than 100,000 displaced refugees? What's more, before leaving, the Fu Han army also scattered the remaining small Wanshi grain to the refugees, which fell in Liu Yong's eyes, which inevitably invited people to buy people's hearts, but it did allow hundreds of thousands of refugees to temporarily have something to eat.

Liu Yong's celebrity played his life card, sat in a sedan chair, swaggered into Yancheng, and shouted along the way: Liu Yong arrived in Zhucheng, Shandong. After the regimental training armed forces took control of the whole city, Liu Yong ordered people to open the gates of the city, and people inside and outside the city were not allowed to enter and leave the city, so as to reassure the people. Sent regiments to patrol the inside and outside of the city, posted notices, and strictly ordered law and order.

When dusk came, dozens of heads fell to the ground, and hundreds of people were flailed, and the entire Yancheng calmed down.

"This old dog is really a bit capable. It's a pity ...... "It's a pity that I am desperate to serve the Tartars."

"So he's more damned." Wei Changkong was beside Xiao Changchun, gritted his teeth and said: "Kill this dog thief, and then spread the rumor that the Tartars are going to use the Shandong regimental training as cannon fodder, I don't believe that the Shandong regimental training can still stabilize the army's heart." "If it weren't for the Confucius P picture incident that knocked out the contemporary Yan Shenggong, Liu Yong might not be able to do the position of the minister of regimental training now. There are different voices in this Shandong Lian Yong. It's just that Liu Yong's capital is indeed sufficient, Kong Zhaohuan retired from illness, and he sat in the position of the minister of group training, and he could still encourage and suppress the group training in various places.

In a very ordinary house in Yancheng, Xiao Wei and the others sat in front of the stone table under the big tree in the backyard, and on the stone table in front of them was a detailed map of the buildings and streets of Yancheng City.

But the attention of the two people was not on the map, but at Liu Yong. This is a really good dog, and it only took half a day to enter Yancheng, and he calmed down the situation with wind and thunder. This is something that Xiao Wei and the others never thought of before.

"There must be chaos inside and outside the city!"

"I'll send someone." The outside shacks of Yancheng are continuous, mostly with logs as frames, straw mats and reeds as walls, seeking shelter from the wind and rain. When the Fu Han army was there, the red and yellow vests of each porridge shed would be organized to patrol the night every night, and a lot of large water tanks were added to the shack area, which was used to store water for refugees to use, and also used to extinguish fires in an emergency.

However, with the withdrawal of the last Han army from Yancheng in the morning, the entire shantytown was in chaos. The simple order formed by the porridge shed as a symbol before was completely chaotic, and there was no need for the hidden camp to fan the flames, and the big water tanks placed in the open space of the shantytown were either smashed and smashed, or occupied by some tyrannical people, and today the people in the shantytown have to cook for themselves, and there may not be any need for the hidden camp to take action tonight, and a fire will burn outside the city. And even if the secret camp was to attack in secret, it would not make people think that someone deliberately set fire to it, and pointed the finger at their great benefactor - the Fu Han army.

In the Yancheng Yamen, Liu Yong leaned on the big chair in the signing room tiredly, as an old man of half a hundred years old - this age was definitely old in the Qing Dynasty - from going out of Beijing to Shandong to preside over the group training, he went through many battles with Kong Zhaohuan in the middle, and then led the assembled group training to go south with the army, and he had not rested well for two or three months. Arrived in Yancheng today, busy so far, already exhausted. Fortunately, it's worth it to be busy, Yancheng is already stable, it's ......

"Don't worry, my lord, we will be on strict guard tonight!"

Shandong is a place where heroes are produced, but it is also a place of saints, and Shilin Confucianism is very strong in Shandong. If it was in the official army of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, it was a warrior who led the troops. Then this group training under Liu Yong is the literati of Chiguoguo who are fighting. He returned to Shandong as the first minister of regimental training, the Kong family was out, and Liu Yong relied on the Liu family's fame among the Shandong Shilin gentry and his own personal appeal in Shandong, and finally suppressed many places to practice bravery. Liu Yong used his family's appeal and the power of the Manchu court to bring these militia groups together, believing that doing so would bring them to a change of fate, and that doing so would allow them to achieve the fame and fortune they had always dreamed of......

Therefore, when a large number of regimental exercises were gathered together, everyone found out that Shandong's militia training was originally a proper literati leader. The real leader of the team that supports the courage is half a well-known scholar. There are heroes in Shandong, but not every hero has money and food, and it is not possible to engage in group training without money, food and clans, and how many families and families in Shandong do not go to study and take the scientific examination route?

This is just like the Chen family back then, the 'hero' Chen Erbao will only be the thug of the family, and the ones who really live at the top of the family are Chen Hui, Chen Cong, Chen Quan, etc. Those who work hard govern people, and those who work hard govern people. This sentence from Mencius applies not only to Shandong, but also to the whole of China.

Although the minds of these literati are very lively, Liu Yong's points are often thorough.

Liu Yong's eyes were shining: "In this place of Yancheng, stability during the day is only the first thing, and the focus is on the night, and tonight is especially important as the first night of the officers and soldiers entering the city." "The Fu Han army has been entrenched in Yancheng for many days, and it would be nonsense to say that they did not have an ambush in this place. The secret camp of the Fu Han Army is now famous all over the world!

During the day, it is not uncommon for Shandong regimental training to stabilize the inside and outside of Yancheng, and it is the real ability to spend it safely and steadily at night.

However, Liu Yong never thought that he would become the target of the Fu Han army. Chen Ming, who had withdrawn to Gaoyou Prefecture with a large army, felt that his morale was still very weak, and he had to use various means to weaken the strength of the Qing army, and assassinating Liu Yong and chaotic Shandong regimental training was the simplest, most powerful and most feasible one!

"Kill the one surnamed Liu tonight, and we will make a great contribution in this battle!" Wei Changkong said to his subordinates. "Liu Yong, the old dog, is the leader of Shandong's group training, without a head, the group training of nearly 10,000 people is a group of rabble.

Everyone also knows the significance of the next battle, the governor retreated again and again, regardless of whether the morale of the army was low or high, but it was precisely because he was not sure of victory. Let's kill Liu Yong and mess up the Shandong regimental training, then we will break one of the ribs of the Tartar, and increase the chance of victory in the next battle. “

Wei Changkong's eagle-like gaze swept at Tekko's men, "You must kill Liu Yong!" ”

"You must kill Liu Yong!" …… (To be continued.) )