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Zhang Ling was hit by an arrow in his right arm, only to feel a piercing pain in his heart, and quickly covered his injured arm with his left hand, retreated sharply, but accidentally tripped over a stone under his feet, and fell to the sky. He was old, and when he fell, he fell so that all his bones seemed to fall apart. The soldiers around him hurriedly surrounded him and nervously protected him, and the two soldiers set him up on the left and the right, trying to protect him and escape.

Zhang Ling was mixed up by the two family members, and his heart couldn't help but surge into the sky, these two masked thief chiefs were really beyond his imagination, not only the archery skills of the person in front, but also the junior in the back was so powerful, he could block his chain of arrows with a sword, which was really a bit beyond his expectations. If he knew that there was such a powerful leader in the thief army, he would not deliberately compete with the other party in archery skills no matter what.

Originally, he just had the idea of casually teaching the leader of the thief army a lesson with archery, but he didn't expect that he would be taught a lesson instead. It was really an eighty-year-old woman who collapsed and the grain ship overturned in the gutter.

At this time, Zhang Ling had the leisure to observe the form of the surrounding battlefield, since the thief army added two ambushes, the officers and soldiers had been in a rout, and during the time he was competing with Cao Wenzhao, the rout of the officers and soldiers was already out of control. The Sichuan soldiers, who were able to get rid of the pursuers, only cared about fleeing for their lives. has fled into the mountains and forests. The Sichuan soldiers, who could not shake off the entanglement of officers and soldiers, either captured and surrendered to the thief army, or were surrounded and killed on the spot by the other party.

Zhang Ling sighed "sigh", he now regretted that he had made a move to attack the two thousand thieves, if he was a little more serious, and resolutely did not attack before finding out the enemy's troop deployment, he would never have suffered such a defeat. And the reason for his misjudgment was the wrong report from the scouts, thinking that the thief army would actually disguise the village brave. Confuse the scouts. This kind of means made him shudder, and the calculation ability of the thief army was really beyond his expectations.

The battle was unjustly lost. But he also lost unjustly. Zhang Ling understood. With the enemy's ability to formulate this strategy, even if he was not fooled this time and escaped. The next encounter on the battlefield is still the end of being scheming.

Zhang Ling's soldiers escorted him backwards for a while, and was caught up by Zhu's black pole soldiers. If these soldiers only cared about their own lives, they would never lose to Zhu Jun in the mountain march, but with him, a sixty-nine-year-old man who was also injured, he ran fast to become a ghost.

I saw that the black pole soldiers were chasing closer and closer, and the soldiers turned around and released arrows, trying to block the pursuers, but the bow and arrow is not as many arrows as you want to shoot, every time you open the bow, it will bring huge pressure to the archer's arm muscles, an ordinary archer, in a battle to shoot less than twenty arrows in a row, the arm will be sore. And the two hundred archers under Zhang Ling's command had already shot an unknown number of arrows when covering the retreat of the army, and it was very difficult for their arms to be raised now, let alone shoot arrows that could block the pursuers.

Zhang Ling knew that he couldn't rely on them, in fact, he had become a burden to these soldiers, if he was let go, these soldiers would still have a chance to live as soldiers, but if they ran away with him, no one would want to run away.

Zhang Ling couldn't help but shout: "Let me go, you can escape by yourself......"

A soldier immediately said, "General...... The villain's life is yours! will never abandon you, even if you fight for this cheap life, you have to escape with the general on your back. ”

Other soldiers also said: "Unless you step on the corpse of the villain, the thief will never touch a single hair of you." ”

Zhang Ling knew that these soldiers had received a lot of favor from him, but this was not the time to repay the favor, so he said with a calm face: "This official is sixty-nine years old, and he has lived enough, even if he dies here, it is not a loss." But you are all still young, and it is a pity that this old man dies here for the sake of this old man...... Let me go! ”

"We can't go!" The two hundred soldiers did not listen to his orders at all, and still escorted him to run through the mountains.

However, they could not escape after all, and it was not long before they found that there were black pole soldiers on the left and right sides of the army, and these two groups of black pole soldiers turned in front of them, and locked them in as if they were closing the door. Looking back, I saw more than 1,000 people trapped the two hundred of them in a large circle. The two generals who came out of the thief army were the two masked purple-robed men.

A flash of despair flashed in Zhang Ling's eyes, now his subordinates can't leave, and it seems that they are all going to be buried here with his old bones. He saw the masked purple-robed man come out of the formation, and said to him in a very flat tone: "General Zhang Ling, please go to our camp for a drink." ”

"Drinking guillotine?" Zhang Ling snorted, his gray beard trembled slightly: "If you want to kill, you can kill, why do you say it so obscurely, who are you hiding your face?" ”

The purple-robed man sighed and said, "The name is a big grass, and it is not enough to worry about it." Inviting you to drink is not to drink the severed head wine, but to really want to invite the old general to have a drink. ”

Where is Zhang Ling willing to believe, but the situation can't help but whether he believes it or not, a group of wolf-like thieves pounced on him, dragged Zhang Ling horizontally and vertically, and even his two hundred Ding soldiers were all tied to death, Zhang Ling knew that he could not be spared, but he did not struggle, but he would not commit suicide.

After all, he is an old ginger, his psychological tolerance is very strong, even if he is in adversity, he will not give up his life lightly. During the Apocalypse, Gao Chongming rebelled, and Zhang Ling was also caught by Gao Chongming, but in that desperate situation, Zhang Ling did not commit suicide, but escaped in humiliation, returned to the camp of officers and soldiers, and made great efforts to defeat Gao Chongming. was so angry that Chongming killed Zhang Ling's family and dug up his ancestral grave.

Zhang Ling allowed Zhu Jun to arrest him, put shackles on his hands and feet, and placed him under house arrest in the camp.

After the Zhu army cleaned up the battlefield, he escorted Zhang Ling and the nearly thousands of soldiers who had been captured. Began to move towards the West. Zhang Ling thought that this thief army would march to Chengdu, but when he saw the thief army to the west, he couldn't help but be secretly surprised, a few days later, the thief army entered a city, Zhang Ling took a closer look, and immediately recognized it, this is Mianyang City.

It turned out that the thief army's attack on Chengdu was simply a cover, and they had no intention of directly attacking Chengdu at all, but just made an appearance of attacking Chengdu. It forced the civil officials in Chengdu to issue the wrong order. not only let Zhang Ling give up Jianmen Pass, but also let him return to Chengdu, and the thieves sent troops from Mianyang, cutting off his way back to Chengdu. Therefore, he was captured by a group of 3,000 Sichuan soldiers. Then he returned to Mianyang. Zhang Ling couldn't help but sigh again. Amusing...... All the people have fallen into the calculations of the thieves.

Zhang Ling thought that as soon as he returned to Mianyang, he would be beheaded by thieves to boost morale, and he considered a way to escape along the way. It's a pity that he is old and frail, and he is injured and bloody, and his body is so weak that he has no ability to escape. After returning to Mianyang, he was placed under house arrest in a wing room in the backyard of the yamen, and every day someone came to bring him some coarse rice and brown rice, as well as strange corn and potatoes, and let him eat them with salt grains, and then no one bothered him.

Zhang Ling didn't understand what the thieves were doing at all, why did they stay in Mianyang and stop? It wasn't until three days later that Zhang Ling found that the thieves provided him with less and less food, and it stands to reason that if the thieves wanted to starve him to death, it was better to kill him with a knife...... He thought about it carefully before finally realizing that the thief was obviously short of food......

After fighting with himself, this thief army has almost used up all the food, and can only shrink in Mianyang City and no longer move, because when the army moves, it will consume significantly more food than when it is not moving, and the thief army is now relying on the last bit of food to survive, waiting for the grain transport team behind.

Thinking about this link, Zhang Ling was really annoyed. A veteran like him, at this time, how could he not know that it was really a very bad decision for him to leave Jianmen Pass, if he insisted on not being ordered by the civilian officials and stuck in Jianmen Pass motionless, this thief army would be finished now...... They don't even need to make any more moves, they just have to obediently go back to where they came from.

After another day, Zhang Ling heard loud cheers coming from Mianyang City, and although he was under house arrest, he could hear the cheers rising and clear.

"Our main force is coming......"

"They finally passed through the Sword Gate......

"Hahaha, the grain transport team is also here, don't be nervous anymore......"

"Quick, go get food...... New food is ......"

Zhang Ling knew from these cheers that the main force of the thief army had finally arrived.

He could also think with his toes that the main force of the new thief army was the Zhu Ba Zhongjun who confronted him outside the Jianmen Pass, after Zhang Ling abandoned the Jianmen Pass, Zhu Ba's Chinese army was estimated to be effortless, and they got in, and all of a sudden, the thief army was booming, and the entire Mianyang City echoed the laughter of the thieves almost all day long.

Zhang Ling only felt cold in his heart, and a strange feeling actually rose in his heart, as if the world had fallen into the hands of Zhu Ba, and he was just a sad loser, who could only listen to the cheers of the victor in a cold place, licking his wounds and waiting for the winner to deal with him.

He couldn't help but think to himself, "There will be a little more food for me tonight, right?" By the time I had eaten enough, I had the strength to do it, and the wound on my arm was basically scarred, so I had to seriously consider how to escape. ”

However, when it came time for dinner, Zhang Ling was disappointed, no one brought him a rich dinner that night, but the masked purple-robed man came to visit him again: "Old general, our main force has arrived, now we can invite you to have a drink." ”

Zhang Ling's heart was cold, no wonder the thieves didn't kill him a few days ago, it turned out that they wanted to wait for the arrival of the main force and kill him in front of all the thieves, so that the effect of boosting morale would be better. Now that the matter has come to this, he didn't think much about it anymore, and snorted coldly: "Lead the way, I want to see how to drink this cup of guillotine wine!" ”

He only thought in his heart: Are you going to behead me? Or is it a five-horse split? Or throw it in a cauldron and boil it to death like Zhang Xianzhong killed people? Either way, I'm afraid of where you're coming from.

Following behind the purple-robed man, passing through several corridors, and coming to another wing, Zhang Lingzheng was curious, why did he choose to kill himself in the wing? Shouldn't it be chosen at the entrance of the vegetable market or on the training ground? He pushed the room open. Step in, there is really a wine table in the eye, there is good wine and good food on the table, it seems that after the supply team of the thief army arrived, the table of the thief army was also enriched.

Zhang Ling found that there was already a man sitting at the table, this man was facing the door sideways, his face was not turned, and from the side, he was also wearing shackles on his hands and dragging a long iron chain. Grab a glass of wine. He fell to his neck, and then snorted, "Is it the grass that came in?" You boast before me every day about how great corn and potatoes are, but your wine is still made of rice, and when did you make wine from potatoes and corn? Come to me again and blow it. Hum! ”

Listen to this man's words. A familiar feeling rose in Zhang Ling's heart, and he couldn't help but exclaim: "One-eyed horse? ”

The man turned around, who was Ma Xianglin, who was not the "one-eyed horse". He obviously didn't expect that it was not Cao Wenzhao who came in, but the crossbow general Zhang Ling, and the two captured generals looked at each other, both of them felt embarrassed, and lowered their heads at the same time.

Zhang Ling sighed and didn't say anything.

Ma Xianglin said: "Old general...... In the battle of Zilu, in fact, the last general was also on the battlefield...... Taken hostage by thieves to watch the battle. ”

"What?" Zhang Ling was shocked.

Ma Xianglin sighed and said: "It is not the responsibility of the old general to lose that battle, it is really because these thieves are too cunning, alas...... They have exhausted their organs, the right time, place and people have taken advantage of the light, and whoever is going to fight that battle will not be able to please them. ”

Zhang Ling smiled bitterly.

Ma Xianglin raised his glass and said: "Come to the bar, anyway, we are all prisoners, and we eat these poor thieves with our mouths, which is also a great achievement." ”

Zhang Ling was not as open-minded as him, and couldn't help but say, "Still eating?" The thieves are clearly going to kill us, and you are still in the mood to eat and drink here, even if you break your stomach, how much can you eat in one meal? ”

Ma Xianglin shook his head and said, "They won't kill us, I don't know why, but I just know." ”

Zhang Ling would not believe the words of the thief, but he would believe Ma Xianglin's words, he sat down next to Ma Xianglin, thought about it seriously, and grabbed the sprinkled vegetables to eat and drink, after a while, full of wine and food, Cao Wenzhao sitting next to him was deliberately ignored by the two of them, until they finished eating, Cao Wenzhao smiled and said: "You two eat happily, but have you ever wondered if your subordinates who are controlled by us have anything to eat?" ”

As soon as this sentence was asked, Zhang Ling was taken aback, and he hurriedly asked, "What happened to my more than 1,000 soldiers who were captured by you?" ”

Cao Wenzhao said lightly: "A few days ago, we were short of food for the soldiers, so they were also starved, but today the food has arrived, and after they are full, our army will escort them to Guangyuan, and those who are willing to surrender will be incorporated into our army, and those who are unwilling to surrender will be turned into peasants......"

Zhang Ling was skeptical, but when he heard such words, his heart finally settled down a little, if these soldiers were not killed by Zhu Jun, it would make him feel a little less sad.

Cao Wenzhao no longer paid attention to Zhang Ling, but turned his head to Ma Xianglin and said: "The Sichuan soldiers under Zhang Ling are easy to say, they will continue to give them food, and they don't worry about poison in the food, but your five thousand white pole soldiers are a little troublesome!" ”

When Ma Xianglin heard his soldiers, he also became nervous: "What's wrong with my 5,000 soldiers?" They haven't been captured by you, so I have nothing to worry about......" said that there was nothing to worry about, but even Zhang Ling could see that he was worried to death.

Cao Wenzhao said with a smile: "Since you fell into our hands, Peng Ba led five thousand white-pole soldiers to follow us to the death, and he refused to look away, as if we had sold you." They also came from the Yinping Ancient Road, you should know how much grain they have on their hands. ”

Ma Xianglin's face changed slightly, what Cao Wenzhao said was true, the white pole soldiers also came out of the Yinping Ancient Road, of course, there was not much food on their bodies, since they followed the thief army, they obviously also lost the supply from the stone pillar, and the thief army ran out of food, so it is strange that these white pole soldiers can have food.

Cao Wenzhao saw that his face turned pale, and he was a little amused in his heart, so he said: "Actually, I sent them grain once tonight, and sent dozens of carts of corn, but these guys don't want to eat it, saying that the corn sent by the thieves must be poisonous, and they are not kind, and they also say that corn is a poisonous crop, and if you eat it, you will grow two heads and three hands, and they would rather starve to death than eat our things...... Ma Xianglin, what do you say about this? ”

Zhang Ling Daqi said: "You ...... Actually sent food to the white pole soldiers? A thief would have such a good intention, who would believe it? ”

Zhang Ling didn't believe it, but Ma Xianglin believed it, from the treatment he received after being captured, he guessed that the thieves didn't want to fight to the death with the white pole soldiers in Sichuan, but wanted to get close to them and have a good relationship, just like buying the Qiang people to buy the Tujia family, but what the thieves didn't know was that the relationship between the Qiang people and the court was not good, and it was easy to be bought by the thieves. But the Tujia family has a very good relationship with the imperial court, Qin Liangyu and Ma Xianglin are both loyal ministers, loyal to the Ming court, and have fought side by side with officers and soldiers to resist the Tartars.

He couldn't help but sneered: "Want to buy my Tujia? Dream on! No matter how much corn you send, my soldiers won't eat a bite, and they will never believe that you have any good intentions. ”

Cao Wenzhao smiled: "Actually, whether they accept our food or not, I don't think it matters, it's not me who is starving, what am I afraid of?" It's just that looking at them one by one hungry and weak, my heart is a little soft, since you, the future Tusi of the Tujia family, don't care, then I don't care. (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please go to read. (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please go to read. )