"It turned out to be a big man who broke into the thief, hehe, if he was captured alive under the tent of the Chinese army, maybe he could be taken prisoner at noon!"

Xiao Mo sat in the center of the big tent and also got the intelligence of the thief army. In this era, some people are inclined to Li Zicheng and think that Zhu is exhausted. There are also people who have a bright heart and believe that the official army will one day put down the thieves. More people are standing on the wall, and whoever has the loudest voice will throw themselves at whomever they want.

When the official army, the guards of the East Palace, had not yet arrived in Ruyang, most of the gentry in Ruyang felt that this time the thieves would come again, and they were afraid that the county town would be decided.

When the guards of the East Palace first arrived in Ruyang, they were not favored by these gentry, they were really not many in number, and the momentum of the generals was not enough. Not to mention suppressing the thieves, even the local government failed to suppress them. However, they can also understand that it is the military generals who lead the troops, not the Wenchen supervisors. It wasn't until this military general took over the defense of Ruyang City, and the East Palace also sent a man to be responsible for mobilizing the people and soliciting donations and silver, which showed that the East Palace guard battalion was different from other officers and soldiers.

No matter how much you donate, no matter how much you donate, there will be a clear indication on the side of the East Palace, and there is absolutely no room for greed for ink, and even the expenses in the army are clearly posted one by one, and the specific amount of food and eggs eaten by the army every day can be clearly stated.

For the gentry, they have become accustomed to all kinds of ink left on the Ming officialdom, and suddenly there is a clear bottom, but there are all kinds of discomfort and discomfort. However, look at the yellow list, beating gongs and drums, pasting them on the city gates and bazaars, and pointing their own names and large numbers with a red pen, a warmth spreads in this damp and cold winter.

That's something that can make a big splash.

And in the patriarchal society of the Ming Dynasty, raising a good name is by no means simply a showmanship. Each place has its own "Xiangxian Temple", which enshrines the people in the township who have made significant contributions to society. This first ensures that you will continue to fire. Secondly. Being able to cultivate fame can grasp the greater initiative and make a bigger voice in the deliberations of the clan. According to the tradition of the Ming Dynasty that the imperial power did not go to the countryside, the pro-people officials of the prefectures and counties had to deal with the "celebrities" in these big clans if they wanted to govern the localities.

Between this and again, it is the exchange of power and profit, and the benefits naturally do not need to be explicitly stated.

And so it goes. Not only are the local squires in Ruyang willing to donate money and food, but even the local people who are brave and ruthless and have no way to join the army know that once they enter the guard camp of the East Palace, they will have good food and drink, but they have heard that the drill is hard, and they have to go into battle to kill. If it weren't for the rumors that the camp was coming back again, maybe there would have been a wave of army defection.

"She An, your department is the vanguard of our army, do you have a charter?" Xiao Mo still prefers to use his old subordinates, whether it is an accent or an intention to comprehend. There is a gap between the officers who were born in Jinyiwei and the officers who were born in miners and slender men.

She An stood up and saluted, and said, "The two armies are fighting, and they have to fight first." After the camp is pulled, our department should test the truth of the thieves, so that it can be used as a reference for the dispatch of the army. ”

Xiao Mo nodded.

She An was a little relieved. Now the officers of the East Palace Guard Battalion are purely on paper and fighting according to the script. No one has combat experience, and they are also testing the depth of the enemy's reality and fiction, some generals can see it, and some have to exchange their lives. These are the lessons of blood. It is an indispensable nourishment for every general's growth, so the poet lamented that "one will succeed and ten thousand bones will wither" is indeed not a false finger.

But as long as it is for the sake of the "name before and after". What if tens of millions of bones are withered?

"Remember to regard soldiers as brothers, take the lead, and make meritorious contributions in the first battle!" Xiao Mo nodded.

"Humble duty understands!" She An beat her chest and saluted.

She'an's Fifth Division took in the displaced people along the way, and after reporting for approval, an independent auxiliary army bureau and a civilian affairs bureau were established. This makes the Fifth Division exceptionally large and the first of all Divisions. She An didn't expect that his thoughts would be benevolent at all. He was given the opportunity to expand his establishment, and as a matter of course, he became the pioneer division of the whole battalion.

"The whole battalion was ready for battle, and after the military council, martial law began throughout the city. The fifth division is the striker, the first attack, Zhen Feiyu. You take the lead in the department! Xiao Mo ordered again and again.

"Yes!" Zhen Feiyu was also an old subordinate who entered the Chengguo Mansion that day, and was naturally assigned the task of being second only to the pioneer battalion.

She An has always been familiar with Zhen Feiyu and knows that although he sometimes likes to talk big, he is generally quite reliable. And his training performance over there is probably better than that of his fifth division, and it is also a reliable help. The two immediately signed the receipt of the military order and went back to rectify the ministry.

In September of the sixteenth year of Chongzhen, it rained one after another in the long-dry land of Henan Province, and there was a trend of getting bigger and bigger. The weather has turned cooler, but it has rained so much that the crops may fail or even fail again. The military rations transported from Jiangnan are becoming increasingly embarrassed, and this battle is already ready to be sent.

Moreover, Sun Chuanting won successive field battles, although he did not have the great merit of capturing the flag, but forced Li Zicheng into Jiaxian County. The Qin soldiers and the Yu soldiers surrounded this small county town, but they stopped because they were unable to fight due to heavy rain.

Li Ziyuan wanted to feign defeat and lure the enemy, but at this moment, it seemed that he still underestimated Sun Chuanting's ability to fight. This old superintendent was a scholar when he was studying, and he was not inferior to the art of war of ancient and modern famous generals. Under the leadership of Sun Chuanting, the chief military officers such as Niu Chenghu, Bai Guangen, and Gao Jie were all mighty and unparalleled, and there was no twilight that the officers and troops were about to collapse at the slightest touch. Even the Henan soldiers, who had been defeated repeatedly, seemed to be a little tougher with the might of the Qin soldiers.

Li Zicheng maintained his apparent composure, as if everything was under his control. In fact, from the day Xie Junyou died in battle, he knew that he was probably playing away, and it was really unrealistic to take Luoyang this year, so he still had to return to Xiangyang to resist. When Sun Chuanting enters the guest land, there will inevitably be friction with Zuo Liangyu, and the advocacy camp may be fine.

"Marshal, life is not easy on our side, and I'm afraid it will be even more difficult for the officers and soldiers." Gu Junen saw that Li Zicheng was distressed, and stepped forward and whispered: "General Liu's side will have news soon, no matter whether Prince Zhu is caught or not, Sun Chuanting will not be able to escape the charge of poor defense, and he is not afraid that he will not return to the army." Besides, this rain is really God's love. The first is to greatly reduce the power of Qin soldiers' trains, and the second is to make them unable to transport grain. ”

Li Zicheng has been paying more and more attention to Gu Junen recently, and he just likes this kind of outspoken strategist who does not make a fool of himself. He asked, "Is it all that now?" "If it is based on Li Zicheng's temper, maybe it will really be consumed like this. In the eleventh year of Chongzhen, the rebel army fell into a trough, and even Zhang Xianzhong was recruited, only he, Li Zicheng, would rather take the eighteen horsemen to hide in the deep mountains of Shangluo than bow to the government.

"It's not a problem to consume." Gu Junen pursed his lips: "In the opinion of students, it is better to throw Jiaxian County to Sun Chuanting." ”

"Oh? The enemy has already been lured here, why do you want to send it again? Li Zicheng was a little dissatisfied.

"Marshal," Gu Junen paused, "I'm worried that Sun Chuanting won't be able to return." ”

If the army is outside, camped and settled, if you want to divide the troops to rescue, it will inevitably lead to the instability of the army's morale, and it is very likely that it will collapse without a fight. Sun Chuanting not only has Qin soldiers under him, but also Henan soldiers, who will stay and who will go? A bad one will lead to a split interval and no more fighting. I think this overseer is old in battle, and he will never make such a mistake.

"If Jiaxian County is thrown to Sun Chuanting, it will also solve his urgent need." Gu Junen said: "He can rely on Jiaxian, order the Yu soldiers to defend, and return to the army to save Prince Zhu by himself." ”

"When the time comes, let's fan the flames again and say that the Qin soldiers have fled, and those Yu soldiers will inevitably be in chaos!" Li Zicheng was a little transparent, and a bright smile appeared on his face: "Mr. is really a nobleman!" This all makes Mr. think! ”

"The marshal has a good reputation! Reputation! Gu Junen made a frightened look, shook his head, buried his head between his arms, and grinned at the root of his ears.

"Just put them in Jiaxian to fight!" Li Zicheng waved his hand, he had already made up his mind, and ordered someone to pass the order.

This moved Gu Junen more than the verbal praise, and he felt a sense of obedience. (To be continued......)