Zeng Guofan's performance was folded to Shuntianfu, and Emperor Xianfeng was furious and wanted to add to the crime, but under the persuasion of Prince Gong and the Iron Hat King, he still planned to give Zeng Guofan another chance to reform himself, so the result was still the same as the previous time, Xianfeng just sent someone to send Zeng Guofan an edict of severe reprimand, and that's it.

And the money that should be given still has to be given, and the people of the faction still need to be sent correctly, and the grain that should be given must be shipped immediately, because, if you want to talk about who can really resist the Taiping army, except for Zeng Guofan and his Hunan army, there is really no one else who can take on this heavy responsibility, and Xianfeng also has a bitterness that can only be swallowed in his stomach.

After discussion, they sent Feng Zicai, a veteran general, and Deng Dinggong, a powerful general, as the escort governor, commanding the green battalion to ride 30,000 people, supervise the transportation of 1 million loads of grain and grass, 300,000 taels of silver, 1,000 bottles of imperial wine and other daily necessities, and rushed to the garrison camp of Zeng Guofan.

Feng Zicai and Deng Dinggong are both rare generals who have emerged in recent years, and they have won the trust of the Qing court. Xianfeng and other high-level officials were very relieved when they heard that these two people were escorting this large amount of money, food, and materials.

At the same time, regarding the matter of grain and grass, Zeng Guofan had already received a note from the imperial court, so he also sent Li Yuandu and Luo Zenan to lead the army to respond.

After some wind and dinner, the escort army was finally not far from Zeng Guofan's camp, Feng Zicai discussed with Deng Dinggong and decided to let the army stop and rest for a while, and then hurry.

Feng Zicai and Deng Dinggong sat on the ground, eating dry food and chatting about some front-line topics.

"Lao Feng, you said, this Anqing front line has been fighting for so many years, but this Taiping thief army is getting stronger and stronger, and the territory is getting bigger and bigger, if it goes on like this, it's terrible." Deng Dinggong threw a piece of dry food into his mouth, chewed it, and then poured a few mouthfuls of water.

"For the sake of generals, it is just to fight bravely to kill the enemy, and there is no need to care about national affairs." Feng Zicai said dryly.

"Okay, okay, you have principles. Then let's talk about killing the enemy." Deng Dinggong raised his hand in surrender, thinking, what an old stubborn.

"What do you want to say?" Feng Zicai said lightly.

"You said, this Zeng Wenzheng has resisted the enemy for many years, and he has not seen so many fiascos in the past, is it that he is old and a little useless." Deng Dinggong laughed.

"Lao Deng, don't talk about the rights and wrongs of others behind your back, victory or defeat is a common thing in soldiers, and Zeng Gong is also a human being, so it is normal to lose one or two battles, and it will not affect the overall situation." Feng Zicai is serious and authentic.

"Lao Feng, it's really hard to talk to you, you can't say anything, you can't say anything, if you say it, it's in vain, and if you talk about it, you don't have any unique opinions, so you say, how can I tell you." Deng Dinggong was a little angry.

"Then you save your energy, you don't have to say anything, take a break and get on the road." Feng Zicai said.

"You, what do you want me to say about you, with your stinky temper, you will suffer a big loss one day." Deng Dinggong sighed and said.

"It's okay, I'm mentally prepared, I'm not afraid of death, I'm still afraid of big losses." Feng Zicai gave Deng Dinggong the feeling that water could not be splashed in, and needles could not be pierced, and it was completely a stinky and hard stone.

"Okay, it seems that I can't talk to you about it, it's better to rest..."Deng Dinggong yawned, stretched his waist, and fell to the ground, he wanted to raise the elite animals, and when he got to Zeng Guofan, there would definitely be a big war, of course, this battle is not the other battle, this battle is really a wine war, and a food war.

"Old Deng, through the valley in front of you, and a hundred miles further, you should arrive at Zeng Wenzhenggong's camp, but the closer we are to the destination, the more cautious we must be, and don't capsize in the gutter." Feng Zicai saw that Deng Dinggong was about to lie down, so he spoke.

"I said Lao Feng, what's the matter with you, are you specifically vomiting with me, just now I was talking to you seriously, but you ignored it, now, I want to rest, but you come to have something to discuss, you talk about it, what is the reason." Deng Dinggong was really a little angry.

"Old Deng, don't be angry, I just didn't think about it for a while." Feng Zicai said apologetically.

"I really can't help you, let's say, what do you think?" Deng Dinggong said angrily.

"That's right, I just observed that valley, and found that it is very easy to hide soldiers on that valley, if someone is ambushed here, what should we do?" Feng Zicai said worriedly.

"Lao Feng, you are too cautious, where this kind of bird doesn't, there is a fart ambush here, besides, we have 30,000 people under our command, and this place is not far from Zeng Wenzheng's camp, plus, Zeng Wenzheng has already sent a large army to meet it, and it is only dozens of miles away from here, the enemy is bold, and he will not ambush us here, unless he wants to commit suicide." The head of Deng Dinggong's analysis is the Tao.

"However, I always have an ominous premonition, so I wonder if we should wait until the army arrives, join forces with them, and then go any further." Feng Zicai said.

"Ha, ha, Lao Feng, are you getting older, your courage is getting smaller and smaller, I'm afraid of him, just rely on you and me, what if there is an ambush, it's better to have an ambush, I can just try the steel gun in my hand, this gun has not been used for a long time, I don't know if it is sharp, and have you ever thought that if you go now, before dark, we can rush to the front camp, if you don't leave at this time, then, we should be able to pass after dark, wouldn't it be more dangerous." Deng Dinggong insisted on leaving at this time.

"In that case, then I agree to leave now, but we have to transport grain, grass, and military salaries in several batches, so that if we encounter an enemy situation, then we will not be wiped out by the other side." Feng Zicai groaned for a while.

"Yes, I agree." Deng Dinggong felt that this Feng Zicai was indeed an old man, and he secretly admired it in his heart.

Soon, after the army rested, Feng Zicai was in front, Deng Dinggong was behind, put a million loads of grain and grass in the middle, they were ready to divide half of the people first, transport the grain and grass through the grain first, and leave half of the people to guard the remaining silver and other materials, and wait for the grain and grass to pass first, and then turn around, as concocted, and escort the remaining silver and silver over.

The team moved forward vigilantly, the movement was very fast, and after a while, the front team was about to walk out of the valley, as long as they walked out of the valley, Feng Zicai and they would be relieved, Feng Zicai breathed a sigh of relief, and the hanging heart was put down.

At this moment, countless torches suddenly fell from the sky, and before he could react, he only heard a bang, and Taniguchi burst into flames, which was fierce, and the exit was burned all at once, obviously Taniguchi had been manipulated in advance, and buried flammable and explosive materials.

Feng Zicai's heart was shocked, and he knew in his heart that it was going to be bad.

He shouted: "Don't panic, keep the formation, and protect the grain and grass."

As soon as he finished speaking, a rain of arrows came from him, and the soldiers around him fell one by one, just poof, poof, poof.

Feng Zicai saw this scene. He shouted again: "Enemy attack, everyone be on guard."

When the general spoke, they all danced with their weapons and tossed aside as many arrows as they could. Or use the grain cart as a cover and try to hide out of the range of sharp arrows.

Feng Zicai rode on the horse, left and right, and was very busy.

Finally, the rain of arrows finally stopped. At this time, Deng Dinggong in the back urged the horse to catch up, and as soon as he saw Feng Zicai, he shouted and complained: "His grandmother's, which bastard is it, if Lao Tzu knows, Lao Tzu will definitely skin him."

"Old Deng, it's useless to complain, let's think about how to get out of danger." Feng Zicai said.

"What then?" Deng Dinggong asked.

"The road ahead has been burned out, it seems that the front must not be able to get out, and now the only way is to retreat, in this way, you immediately go back to the back, let the rear team become the front team, let's go back and wait for help." Feng Zicai said.

"Okay, I'll arrange it right away." After Deng Dinggong finished speaking, he turned his horse's head and galloped to arrange.

At this moment, the second round of arrow rain came again, but this time the arrows were completely different from the last time, this time, as long as the arrow touched the grain and grass, it would ignite a fire, yes, this round of rockets shot down one by one, it seems that it is impossible for Feng Zicai and them to retreat with their whole body.

With the first grain cart being ignited, it was like lighting a powder keg, and one grain cart after another was ignited, at first, Feng Zicai could still organize liliang and save the fire, but as the fire got bigger and bigger, more and more grain trucks were burned, and the situation became uncontrollable. Feng Zicai went crazy and ordered the grain carts that had not been burned behind them to quickly retreat from the original way, and under the efforts of Feng Zicai and Deng Dinggong, some of the grain trucks were finally pulled back to the place where they had rested before entering the valley, but most of the grain trucks had been burned, and the fire in the valley was getting bigger and bigger, dyeing the whole sky red.

Feng Zicai and Deng Dinggong looked at the raging fire and the few grain trucks left around them, and were speechless for a long time. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (biquge.info) to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, and your support. That's what motivates me the most......)