Chapter Seventy-Three: Cleansing (I)

"Kill Yang Wan!"

"Kill Yang Wan!"

Listening to the shouting and killing sound close at hand, the old Confucian Zhang Yu lay next to a high raised stone, and his two dim eyes were full of unwillingness.

Defeated, Yang Wanzhi, who had nearly 100,000 troops, was actually defeated by foreign Huai thieves in the mountainous area that the Miao army was most familiar with. And the latter, the total number of soldiers and horses killed on Ziyuntai tonight will not exceed 4,000!

If the leading generals of these 4,000 people were famous giants such as Zhu, Xu, Hu, and Wu, the old Confucian Zhang Yu would not feel that the lord he chose had lost too unjustly. However, from the two sides to the present, Zhu Butcher, Xu Jiaofu, Hu Bing and Wu Bangxian and other big men have not shown their faces, and it is only a certain unknown person under the command of Xu Thief. And this unknown man has nothing outstanding in leading the army to fight, he only knows how to blindly let his men rush towards the center of the Miao army.

This is simply an insult to the art of war, Zhang Yu asked himself and was familiar with war strategies, since he joined the army, he has followed Yang Wanzhi before and after the saddle, and has experienced no less than 100 bloody battles. But I have never seen such ugly, so savage tactics. There is no strategy, there is no legendary classic tricks such as starvation, water cut, arson, and discord, and even the arrangement of troops is very sloppy, just taking out a knife and stabbing the opponent in the heart.

And Yang Hussar, who is familiar with military books and is old in the battle array, is actually helpless against the chaotic knife stabbed by an unknown person. After only parrying for less than half an hour, he had to retreat in a hurry, and then was surrounded by pursuers on the way to retreat, and accidentally trapped in the shallows!

"Put down your weapons and hold your head in your hands!!" A few pairs of iron-clad boots ran past the rocks, and the proud persuasion was deafening. The old Confucian Zhang Yu was so frightened that he shuddered, and instinctively raised his hands and hugged the back of his neck.

The jade bi can't touch the stone, and the white crane doesn't need to fight the pheasant. He is only eight buckets tall, and he is rich in five cars, and if he wants to die, he should hold a glass of poisonous wine and worship to the north, not to use his good head to touch a few pairs of black hands who support the plow. So it's okay to endure the humiliation of his crotch for the time being, and he may not be able to get it back with interest in the future!

As he comforted himself gloomily, another team of Huai'an soldiers ran past him with bayonets. The ten-division commander who led the team had a keen eye, and immediately noticed the satin robe on Zhang Yu's body and the snow-white beard on his chest. His brows furrowed, and he shouted to his side, "Xiao Anzi, you stay, this seems to be a big fish!" ”

"Me again?" In the team, the thinnest teenager protested loudly, but he had to stop his steps, turn his head and run to Zhang Yu, "Squat down and hold your head." What is your last name? Explain it yourself! At such an old age, it's not good to care for the elderly at home, what kind of work is it to work blindly behind Butcher Yang!! ”

"Old man, old man, yes" Zhang Yu's eyelids were numb from the bright three-edged bayonet, so he had to introduce himself according to the other party's request. "It is a disciple of Duke Yu Wenjing, the nephew of the Hanlin scholar Zhang Shu'an, and the Zhang family of Luling."

"Haven't heard of it!" Recruit Xiao Anzi shook his head, without the slightest admiration on his face. "Hey, I said I'm not ashamed, I ask your name, why do you mention others? Do you also know how to help Yang Butcher cause evil and lose his ancestors? ”

"You've just lost the face of your ancestors! My Zhang family has received the grace of the Great Yuan Emperor, and I should contribute to the service. It's you fools" The old Confucian Zhang Yu was so stimulated that his face was red, and he wanted to stand up and reason with the other party on the surface of the stone with his hand. However, seeing the bright bayonet in the other party's hand, his knees instantly began to weaken again, "It's you ordinary people, no, you don't know how to serve the court, but instead"

"Fart!" Recruit Xiao Anzi instinctively took half a step back, his legs and arms gathering momentum at the same time, and he was about to stab. When he saw the other party, he suddenly squatted down again, and held his head again with both hands. The bayonet in the middle could no longer be stabbed, and he was so angry that he couldn't help but shout and scold, "Let go of your mother's stinky shit!" When Lao Tzu was so hungry that he couldn't walk, where was the imperial court? When Lao Tzu's mother and grandfather were swept away by the flood, where was the court? You are not ashamed, you keep saying that the world is favored by the Great Yuan Emperor! You are seventy or eighty years old, when you were born, the Mongols had just hit the Yangtze River, and what kind of grace did you receive as a Luzhou person? Could it be that your father is a Mongolian? So you don't forget to recognize your ancestors and return to your ancestors?! ”

In the last sentence, the scolding is really too vicious. The old Confucian Zhang Yu was so excited that the green tendons on his forehead jumped, grabbed a stone from the ground, and wanted to fight with the other party.

It's a pity that his movements are too slow, and as soon as he grabbed the stone in his hand, there was a broken cry in his ears, "Put it down, hold your head with both hands, otherwise you will be killed!" ”

"You" the old Confucian Zhang Yu shuddered, and the instinct to survive instantly took the upper hand again. He couldn't wait to drop the stone, hugged the back of his neck and knelt down, muttering indistinctly, "Sven sweeps, Sven sweeps!" It's really Sven sweeping the floor. The old man has read poetry and books since he was a child, and he became famous when he was less than 14 years old. Although it is unfortunate to fall into your hands today, you also deserve it"

"Don't brag, what's your name! Confess quickly and truthfully! Recruit Xiao Anzi didn't have the heart to listen to his self-pity, so he poked his bayonet forward and interrupted sharply.

"Rao" Zhang Yu was so frightened that he couldn't care about anything anymore, and blurted out the words of pleading, "Spare your life, Master Jun." Old, the little old man's surname is Zhang, his name is Yu, and he joined the army under Yang Hussar's tent. If you hand over my peace to the top, you will definitely be able to make a great contribution! ”

There is a way to show that only when you meet a soldier, it is unreasonable. At this moment, he didn't dare to guarantee that the other party would give enough respect for the sake of his age. can only take the initiative to inform the identity to ensure that they can see Zhu Chongjiu, Xu Da and Hu Dahai alive. Then try to remind a few big guys to care about Confucianism's reputation and let themselves live.

Who would have thought that the little soldier on the opposite side was simply a young man who had just debuted, and after listening to him report to his home, he actually shook his head again with a blank face, "Zhang Yu? Haven't heard of it. But since you are a member of Butcher Yang's army, you should be able to know him, right? Quickly stand up and follow me, I just caught a man surnamed Yang over there. Look at whether he's real or fake! ”

"Is the old man the traitor?" The old Confucian Zhang Yu was furious, waved his thin arm a few times, and protested in a trembling voice, "You, you just killed the old man." Otherwise, the old man would rather die than let you get your wish! ”

"Ah, you're emboldened!" Recruit Xiao Anzi frowned and praised in surprise. "I'm helping you, do you know? You gave advice to Butcher Yang and killed so many innocent people, no matter how famous you are, our Huaiyang's laws can't spare you. Unless you can make up for it and identify the real Yang Butcher. Maybe when Lord Luo judges you, he will read about your age, and he can let you go home and think about it behind closed doors, so that you can end up with a good ending!! ”

"You, don't think about bewitching, bewitching the old man!" Zhang Yu shook his head desperately, but the volume of his speech involuntarily lowered a lot, "Old man, old man won't be fooled by you." Yang, Yang Hussar has the grace of knowing the old man, the old man, how can the old man betray and betray him for the sake of himself, his own immortality? ”

Xiao Anzi heard this and pouted disdainfully. "Forget it, you honestly squat on the ground! I don't believe it, without you, I can't find a second person who knows the surname Yang! But you're really cheap enough to be a cheap person, and you'd rather die for a different race. When the aliens kill your fellow man, you slap him in applause. ”

"Old man, old man Shishou Dayuan" Zhang Yu's face turned purple and muttered in defense. However, remembering the vicious question of the other party just now, the following words could no longer be spoken. I had to stick my head into the grass and muttered in a low voice, "Sven sweeps, Sven sweeps." The old man has read so many books."

"I read a lot, but I don't necessarily understand the reason, and I don't necessarily have a good heart!" Recruit Xiao Anzi pursed her lips and interrupted loudly again. "Think about the bird things you did for Butcher Yang, which one is worthy of your ancestors? Butcher Yang is killing people and setting fires everywhere in Jiangnan, how can you pretend that you don't see anything? ”

After that, he ignored the old Confucian Zhang Yu again. Raise your head and look around. I saw a team of their own robes running around at the highest point of the hill, constantly pulling out the fish from behind the trees, in the grass, or in the dirt pit, and then rushed to the designated place like ducks to contain them. At the foot of the hill, countless enemy troops arrived one after another, but they did not dare to attack upwards, nor did they want to disperse, and they crowded around like ants that had lost their target.

"Haha, I didn't catch it, I didn't catch it!" The old Confucian Zhang Yu also secretly raised his eyes and looked around, seeing a large pile of reinforcements at the foot of the mountain, he couldn't help but be proud, "You guys won't be happy for long." It's already surrounded. As soon as the morning dawns, you will find that Yang Hussar is not in your hands."

"Shut up, if the people below dare to rush up, Lao Tzu will kill you first!" The recruit Xiao Anzi was furious, turned his head, glared at him viciously, and emphasized loudly.

The old Confucian Zhang Yu was frightened, and suddenly he didn't dare to declare the expectations in his heart. But a pair of dim eyes swept around, hoping that he would never see Yang Wanzhi before the other Miao troops attacked.

The recruit Xiao Anzi obviously knew that he was in trouble, and his back to the old Confucian Zhang Yu moved back and forth anxiously, "I caught it just now, I caught it just now." This surnamed Yang is really shameless. I actually changed clothes with the soldiers and ran for my life! ”

"How can those who do great things stick to small things!" The old Confucian Zhang Yu muttered quietly in his heart. At the same time, he continued to secretly look under the Ziyun platform. Someone has already stood up to restrain the team, I don't know if it's Yang Wanzhi's younger brother, or other toasts. As long as the Miao armies that came to reinforce reached an agreement, they could wave their troops to attack the mountain and chop all the Huai thieves on Ziyuntai into meat sauce.

was thinking excitedly, when he suddenly saw not far away, a general of the Huai'an Army waved his arm and ordered loudly, "Set Yang Wanzhi's tent on fire!" ”

"Yes!" Someone shouted yes and threw a torch. Light Yang Wan's Chinese army tent into a huge candle. The flames that rose in the sky instantly lit up half of the hills, illuminating the elated Zhong Xiaozi and the others, the dejected captives, and the corpses on the ground.

"Pick up Yang Wanzhi's handsome flag, helmet, and battle robe for me!" Shi Li Ziyu, the commander of the Third Legion, nodded with a smile and continued to command unhurriedly.

"Yes!" The soldiers agreed to the order, and soon they captured a handful of important people, all of whom were lifted into the air with spears.

At the foot of the mountain, the soldiers of the Miao Army, who had finally begun to settle down, were suddenly in chaos again. The reason why they can still hold on and not disperse is because there is still a trace of luck in their hearts, and their own coach Yang Wanzhi was not caught by the Huai'an army, but secretly hidden. As long as everyone attacks the top of the mountain, they will kill all the Huai'an troops. Your own coach will be able to get out of a hidden place again unscathed!

"Escort all Yang Wan's people to me and put them in front of the fire!" Li Ziyu thought for a moment and quickly said the third order.

"Yes!" The soldiers continued to laugh and agree.

A short time later, a small group of captives of similar size were pushed and shoved towards the fire. Everyone's face was clearly illuminated by the firelight.

"Ah——!h Next to the stone, the old Confucian Zhang Yu let out a desperate exclamation from his mouth. His allegiance to his master was among the captives, tied to the fire along with the stand-ins who had temporarily captured the top bag, and his blood-stained face was not the slightest bit of his usual majesty.

"Brothers, give it to me!" At the foot of the mountain, Yang Wanzhi's younger brother Yang Xuan brandished his scimitar and shouted loudly. "Rush up and kill all the thieves!"

"Rush up and kill the thief!" His cronies responded loudly and led the way up the hill. However, there are very few followers behind him. Almost all Miao Jun, at this moment, their eyes were focused on the fire, looking at the string of Yang Wanren, their faces full of panic.

"Rush up and kill the thief! Kill the Huai thief" Yang Wanzhi's younger brother Yang Xuan slashed indiscriminately, forcing the surrounding Miao army to attack. But all the toasts, gongs, and twine, turned and walked away, refusing to obey any of his orders.

Yang Wanzhi was among the captives, and if the Miao army under the mountain rushed up, he would inevitably die. And the rest of the Yangs are not as popular as the mountain people. Leave the brethren under his command, and it is estimated that none of them will survive for a few more days.

"I don't have the time to tell which of you is true and which is false!" Just when Yang Xu's eyes were red in a hurry, beside the fire, Li Ziyu raised an iron horn and said calmly, "Lao Tzu counts to three, if you don't identify which one is the real Yang Wan, Lao Tzu will kill you all." If after killing you, you haven't found the true Yang Wan, hehe, Lao Tzu has no choice but to be unreasonable and cut off the heads of all the captives tonight. Let's see who else those guys down the hill can save! ”

With that, he first raised three fingers, and then slowly bent them one by one, "One, two"

"He's Yang Wanzhi!" Before the second finger could be fully bent, three stand-ins jumped up and pointed at one of the thickest guys in the group, "That's him, that's him." Sir spare your life, we are all forced! ”

In the next moment, before Li Ziyu could order someone to find out the real Yang Wanzhi, tens of thousands of Miao troops at the foot of the mountain suddenly made a loud "boom" and fled in all directions!