Chapter 514: Zhang Wenxuan's attitude 1
On the seventh day of the seventh month of the ninth year of Hongzhi, Fuzhou, which had been besieged, finally moved.
On this day, the city gate was opened, and the people of the court outside the city were all shocked, and they hurriedly stopped the attack formation, but saw a team of people slowly walking out of the city.
The face of the first person was like a crown of jade, full of silver threads, and a pair of eyes were full of anger.
Behind him, the three thousand soaring clouds and horsemen were clearly dressed and armored, the soldiers looked solemn, the steel guns in their hands were shining, and the sound of war horses' hooves was uniform.
Each blow is as awe-inspiring as a drum hammer hitting the surface of the drum.
No one heard any noise other than the sound of horses' hooves.
I didn't see these soldiers with hideous expressions on their faces, but I could feel the real killing intent from them, it was a kind of cold that had been trained on the battlefield for a long time, this cold, to the bone!
The imperial army was sluggish for a moment, so that the Fuzhou soldiers approached a hundred zhang, and the distance between the two armies was three hundred zhang, and a charge could start killing.
What made the imperial army feel strange was that the Fuzhou army not only did not charge, but still approached unhurriedly.
For a while, the chief generals of the imperial court didn't know what to do.
The supreme commander who commanded the 300,000 imperial army was an old acquaintance of Zhang Ru, and he was once a comrade-in-arms who fought side by side. However, this chief soldier is not as clear as Zhang An is standing on Zhang Wenxuan's side, and the emperor dares to use it boldly.
He is the chief soldier of Jizhen - Li Ming.
Li Ming, who had a certain understanding of Zhang Ru's combat methods, was completely stunned, and he asked himself if he knew Zhang Ru's gameplay, but this time he really didn't know what kind of moth the other party was playing.
War?
It is not a problem for the 300,000-strong army to encircle and suppress the Fuzhou army, which may be less than 5,000 people, and only one battalion of soldiers and horses of the 12th regiment battalion in the capital needs to deal with it. But in this case, can you really fight?
Zhang Wenxuan couldn't shrink in Fuzhou City for a few months, and suddenly walked out of the city with 3,000 men and horses, and he was ready to deal with it. Li Ming really couldn't figure it out, his orders were on his lips, but he couldn't say anything.
No war?
The imperial court has high hopes for these 300,000 patchwork soldiers and horses, not to mention the emperor, just those adults in the court can drown him Li Ming with spittle stars.
The crime of passive sabotage is not something that anyone can afford.
Between war and non-war, Li Ming was still hesitating, and the Fuzhou army was less than a hundred feet away from his Chinese army's big tent. At this time, as long as the Fuzhou army suddenly launched a charge, the cavalry under his command would not have a chance to charge.
Li Ming's heart suddenly became nervous.
3,000 people facing 300,000, who has such courage!
3,000 dead soldiers regard death as home, and 300,000 troops tremble and tremble, who has such might.
Today, only the border marquis Zhang Wenxuaner!
Fortunately, Zhang Ru still didn't seem to have the intention of charging, and he was still walking unhurriedly.
Li Ming's whole person was spent in tension, every step the other party took, his heart trembled, in the final analysis, Li Ming's psychological quality was still not as good as Zhang An.
Nearly half of the 300,000 troops were soldiers who had served under Zhang Ru, and even many Xuanfu veterans were still bleeding on the battlefield under Zhang Ru's leadership.
has reached this step in the field, even if Li Ming orders a strong attack, these soldiers may not listen.
With the sound of heavy breathing, the three thousand iron rode to the opposite side of Li Ming.
The pro-army only reacted at this time, and they all erected their spears to block Zhang Ru's way.
Between each other, the distance is five feet.
With 3,000 men into the 300,000-strong army, five feet away from the enemy generals, Zhang Ru was not at all worried that Li Ming would suddenly order an attack. He didn't seem to see those crossbow arrows aimed at his vital parts in the dark, as if he didn't see the frightened look on Li Ming's face, and waved his hand at Li Ming very easily as if he was greeting an acquaintance: "Haha, Master Li, I haven't seen you for a long time, have you eaten?" ”
This question made Li Ming stunned again.
Big brother, have you figured out the situation, what is the situation, you can greet me.
This is the scene of 300,000 troops fighting against 3,000 dead soldiers, can you be a little serious.
After a while, Li Ming came back to his senses and said with a dark face: "Mr. Zhang hasn't been doing well lately!" Leading the army out of the city, are you ready to fight to the death? ”
Zhang Ru pretended not to hear the smell of gunpowder in Li Ming's words, and said with a hippie smile: "Old acquaintances haven't seen each other for a long time, and they are tense as soon as they meet, which is not suitable." There can be wine in the army, and I will honor you after the end of school. ”
Li Ming said with a cold face: "You are not allowed to drink alcohol in the army." ”
Zhang Ru said: "I used to see that you were quite easy-going, but I haven't seen you for so long, how can you be like an old master." Don't worry, I'm not here to kill you this time, and besides, your army of 300,000 people, I am only 3,000 people, where is the opponent. ”
Li Ming still had a cold face: "It is said that Zhang Wenxuan, the Marquis of Dingbian, can take the head of the enemy general among the ten thousand troops, but the general has never been afraid of you, but he doesn't like your clever appearance." ”
In fact, he has a hard time, he has an excellent relationship with Zhang An, and he has taken care of each other for many years, and he knows that Zhang An attaches great importance to Zhang Ru.
However, the emperor was suspicious and did not let the veteran Zhang An come to besiege Fuzhou, and asked him, the general army of Jizhen, to besiege Fuzhou.
He didn't know how to face the former Paoze brothers, and even many of his soldiers were puzzled by this. If it weren't for the fact that people couldn't ask the court why, maybe these rude men would have beaten those well-dressed scholars and doctors.
Zhang Ru said with a smile: "Lao Li, we are comrades-in-arms who stir horses and spoons in a pot, do you say that you want good wine when you see each other, why don't you give some smiles." ”
Li Ming said word by word: "The court is rebellious, and everyone will be punished." ”
Hearing this, Zhang Ru was a little annoyed, and said loudly: "General Li might as well ask the people in Fuzhou City who have not left yet, whether I, Zhang Wenxuan, am rebellious." You can also touch your own conscience and ask yourself, the 300,000 troops of the imperial court besieged Fuzhou, and I, Zhang Wenxuan, have I ever done anything that would be rebellious.
The court wants to kill me, but it is nothing more than afraid of the high merit.
These are all acquaintances, don't use those so-called reasons to bury me.
I Zhang Wenxuan is willing to carry any notoriety, but this rebellious notoriety, Lao Tzu will not carry it even if he dies. ”
Who is Zhang Wenxuan, the old soldiers of Xuanfu who once followed him in the fierce battle in Datong know, the soldiers in the buried grass outside Datong City, the nobles of the 12th regiment and battalion in Beijing know, and Li Ming should know even more.
As he himself said, he could bear all the notoriety, but not the crime of rebellion.
He didn't want to, and neither did the soldiers under his command.
Li Ming sighed and sighed a lot.
In front of hundreds of thousands of troops, he didn't know how to speak.
He was very embarrassed, he was the commander of the imperial court, and naturally he needed to have his own position. But what is more important is not his own position, but the position of the imperial court.