Chapter Eighty-Eight: Assassination at Night in Shandong

Since he knew that An Fatzi was An Lushan, Yang Ping'an became extremely interested. He couldn't connect the fat man in front of him who loved to eat and fart, couldn't stand the grievances, and had a cowardly surname, with the fierce man An Lushan in history who disturbed the Tang Dynasty and almost perished.

However, because of his grievances, his righteous convictions, and his equal treatment, An Lushan had a strong sense of trust in him, and he really regarded him as a sworn brother. Although Yang Ping'an's saliva spit in his palm.

The tired days continued, Xue Yulong never replenished the Huotou Army to the Yuezi, and the food for each of the five hundred people was all taken care of by Yang Ping'an and An Lushan, and the two of them were tired and half dead every day.

On the first day, Yang Ping'an went to the river alone at dusk, thinking about making a few grilled fish for Xue Yulong, and then said two soft words, asking the other party to quickly replenish the manpower for the moon number just after him.

However, Xue Yulong missed the appointment, which frustrated Yang Ping'an's plan and made Yang Ping'an scold him all night.

The duties of the firehead army are not all cooking, as the logistics support of the army, they have to be responsible for a lot of trivial matters. Yang Ping'an deliberately omitted a lot of picking, but some of them could not be avoided. For example, chopping wood and carrying water, washing dishes and pots, and kneading noodles are all unsavory.

Fortunately, he was prepared and made a lot of fried tofu, which could be kept for a few more days and used as a main dish at noon, and the soldiers had no problem even eating it for a few days.

But breakfast and dinner are a lot of trouble.

He had the idea to tell the soldiers directly about the shortage of manpower, and then conducted a questionnaire, and the question was, do you want to have a better breakfast or dinner?

The results of the collection made him feel like he was in the middle of nowhere, and most of the soldiers hoped that breakfast would be better, because it was time to go to bed not long after dinner.

Therefore, Yang Ping'an decided to use rice porridge and leftovers at noon to cope with dinner, and for breakfast, he had to spend some thought.

Under his guidance, An Fatzi fried several large pots of fried noodles, not noodles, but fried flour with oil, and when eating, you can drink it with hot water.

In this way, breakfast is basically solved, as long as you steam more steamed buns at noon and stream out the amount of fried steamed buns in the evening and morning.

There was one thing that surprised Yang Ping'an, and he was surprised and delighted. An Lushan, who has swept most of the world in history, is now a fat man who loves to eat and cook.

Since Yang Ping'an made An Lushan the chef in order to be lazy, the latter has been full of interest and doesn't care no matter how tired he is. It's just that the hands and feet are too dishonest in the process of cooking, and they steal a lot of food.

As An Lushan got on the track, Yang Ping'an slowly calmed down.

I don't know if Xue Yulong knows about this situation, and there will be more people in the month number in a few days. They are all old people, most of them were discharged from the medical camp, and they returned to Yuehao to cook with their injuries, and even Xie Ming came back wrapped in a white cloth, and his leg was not injured, right?

This time, Yang Ping'an and An Lushan's status in the month is different, no one dares to bully them, and when the wound is not healed, ordinary people will not forget the pain.

No one dared to instruct Yang Ping'an and the two to do that anymore, the two of them seemed to have become the general task of the emperor, wandering around the camp and outside the camp, or basking in the sun, chatting and fart, and eating at the point.

Xie Ming brought people back, and after taking over the job of cooking from Yang Ping'an and the others, he almost caused a mutiny.

The reason is very simple, the food and water prepared by Yang Ping'an and the others are delicious.

Because of the change in the meal, Xie Ming and the others were almost beaten by the angry soldiers, but it was Xue Yulong who came forward to suppress the soldiers' grievances, and only suppressed them. But it was Yang Ping'an who really resolved the grievances in the hearts of the soldiers, and he told Xie Ming about fried noodles, tofu, fried tofu, fried steamed buns, etc., including the method, so that every time the soldiers returned to their previous food, they had oil and water in their mouths, and the grievances in their hearts naturally disappeared.

There are pros and cons. Also because of this incident, Xue Yulong was even less interested in Yang Ping'an's.

Last time, Xue Song was specially invited from the Chinese army's big tent to the forward battalion, the purpose was to check Yang Ping'an in the Huotou battalion. However, Xue Song judged that Yang Ping'an's mind was not in the barracks, and he only wanted to return to his hometown after the battle, and he reprimanded Xue Yulong with a head and face.

The forward battalion, the number of the month, there is no firehead army who is greedy for life and afraid of death!

If it weren't for the shortage of fireheads in each battalion, Xue Yulong would have driven Yang Ping'an out of the barracks a long time ago, and the redness and swelling on his buttocks hadn't completely subsided!

It's another month, and the weather is getting colder after winter, Yang Ping'an takes An Lushan around the barracks in addition to practicing boxing and strengthening his body. Of course, wandering around is limited to the forward camp, and he has to avoid Xue Yulong, and when the latter in the province sees him, he will be scolded.

However, he never found the slightest chance to escape from the barracks, but he did not encounter the assassination of the rebels who sent people to the heads of the battalions.

On the twentieth day after the beginning of winter, the army set out.

Contrary to An Lushan's judgment, the Right Route Army did not wait for the beginning of spring next year, but set off for Shandong in early winter.

The forward battalion, as the name suggests, is naturally the forward of the right army, marching in front, and it is the easiest to encounter the rebels, which makes Yang Ping'an both worried and expectant. As long as there is chaos, he has a chance to escape.

However, the army marched very slowly, stopped and stopped, and only set off on the three poles, and then set up camp in the west, but never encountered the rebels.

Shandong is not as good as Henan, and it is a desolation in the eye. The rebels often plundered food everywhere, forcing the people who lacked food and clothing to be displaced, and fled to Henan and Hebei with their children and daughters. Fortunately, the rebels have strict military discipline and rarely kill on a large scale, and there is no act of annihilation or **.

The main force of the rebels occupied Yunzhou, Caozhou and Jinxiang, and the three cities relied on each other to take care of each other, and a large amount of grain and grass were hoarded in the city, which seemed to have the intention of holding on for a long time.

The army was now stationed in Dongming County, and twenty miles further east it was about to enter the territory of Caozhou, where the rebels were located.

The 50,000 rebels turned Shandong upside down, and successively defeated the official army, but they did not expand the development of the army, nor did they attack the largest and most prosperous city of Qizhou in Shandong (that is, today's Jinan), but instead stained the three counties of Yunzhou, Caozhou and Jinxiang, and operated like an iron barrel.

Because this group of rebels managed the army well, although they plundered other prefectures and counties, they did not commit any crimes against the people of these three counties, and even opened warehouses to provide grain relief to redress unjust cases. After months of governance, the people of the three counties have accepted them.

With the help of the local people, the rebels will strengthen and raise the county towns of the three places, and the deep ditches and wide trenches outside the city will attract living water, and at the same time hoard a large amount of food in the city, making it look like they are going to fight a protracted war.

The imperial court actually didn't care too much about these, what it really cared about was that the three county towns selected by this group of rebels were all on the edge of the Yellow River, and the slightest negligence of the rebels could go upriver through the Yellow River waterway, either attacking Luoyang or harming the Central Plains station.

"Fatty, didn't you say that the army would enter Shandong in the spring and fight the rebels?" At night, Yang Ping'an leaned against the wooden pier and asked lazily. Maybe it was because An Lushan in history was too brave and impressed him too deeply, and he always felt that the fat man in front of him should also know about the war.

An Lushan scratched his head, and he also looked puzzled: "I can't figure it out either." The cold weather is the most unsuitable for marching battles, and it is even more troublesome in case of heavy snowfall. After General Xue is a famous general, it stands to reason that how can he not understand this truth? ”

"Famous generals? Cut! For Xue Song, Yang Ping'an scoffed. Just looking at Xue Yulong, who was neither male nor female, he concluded that Xue Song was not a serious person.

In addition, the three-way army attacked Shandong together, and the right route army was stationed in Henan for many days, and it did not enter Shandong until it was touched.

Lao Tzu, the hero, the bear, Yang Ping'an has seen too much.

"Xiucai, what do you want to do so much? Ming said that our forward battalion was about to start and enter the territory of Caozhou. On the road to Dongming County, the rebels did not appear, but Caozhou is their old nest, and it is estimated that they will not be so easy to talk. Let's be careful tomorrow. ”

I've been waiting for this day! Yang Ping'an glanced at him, hesitated for a moment and asked, "Fatty, have you ever thought about leaving the barracks?" ”

"Leaving the barracks? Where to? An Lushan's eyes showed a blank look, just like tonight's night, hazy and confused.

Yang Ping'an didn't want to escape from the barracks with An Lushan, but purely out of feeling. Then he smiled, and before he could speak, he asked a foul smell, and immediately jumped up: "Fat man, ...... you"

He only spit out three words in one sentence, and his voice stopped abruptly, because he seemed to see a dark shadow flashing not far away. This black shadow is not one, but several, and it is coming for the moon number!

"Fatty, get down!"

Quickly leaned down, and at the same time pressed down the fat man, the two hid behind the big wooden pier, exposed their heads and carefully stared at the night in the distance, sure enough, after a while, three black-clothed people entered the moon camp, showing their figures in the hazy moonlight.

I rubbed it, and finally let Lao Tzu run into it!

"Here we go again!" This time, An Lushan reacted quickly, shrunk his neck and hid behind the wooden pier, and his flesh kept shaking.

Yang Ping'an frowned and locked on the three black-clothed men, and the heavens and men were fighting in his heart. This guy must have come to kill the firehead army, Xie Ming's gang is afraid that their lives will not be guaranteed, should I save them?

He didn't have any friendship with Xie Ming's group of fireheads, so he couldn't take the risk of reminding him, what if he angered the three men in black and found out that the plan was all coming at him? But he couldn't forget those days, he and An Lushan were responsible for the hard work of 500 people.

Alas, it's better to save one of them.

Thinking of this, Yang Ping'an was about to get up and shout, but the tent suddenly opened, and Xie Ming walked out for some reason and collided with the three men in black.

"Who are you? Someone, there's an assassin, come on! Xie Ming, who has been assassinated and poisoned many times, has a natural sensitivity to danger, so he reacted after asking a question, and immediately shouted loudly.

The three men in black found that their whereabouts were exposed, and forced Xie Ming back with a sword, and immediately wanted to flee outside the camp. But what is good is that the direction of their escape is where Yang Ping'an and An Lushan are hiding.