Chapter 63: The Great Marshal's Plan
At this time, inside the side gate, there was a hundred households with black flags who were in charge of Jiang Feng's guards, and he was also responsible for the reception, named Qian Hu.
He was practicing boxing in his own small courtyard when he heard footsteps coming from outside.
Slowly put away his fist, and looked fixedly, he knew the person who came.
"Why are you here?" The young man who came was one of the 100 households responsible for intelligence collection, surnamed Wang, and this Qian 100 households were old acquaintances.
"This is ......" The expression that was originally quite calm, when he saw the imprint on this information, he changed slightly and became solemn.
The information of the black flag is transmitted by secret documents, and language is the means to distinguish important information.
The lowest level is that it can be written in plain text, and more than 100 households must use code language, which can only be understood by Fanzi, and the most important information can only be understood by Qian Hu, Jiang Junmen and Dashuai, who are in charge of translation.
At first glance, this information is written in the highest level of code, which is an important surname.
The information transmitted by the pigeon will be sent to the military gate to be summarized, and then sent by Jiang Feng to the military camp of the commander.
"That's ......" took a manuscript, corresponded one by one, translated the information, and carefully read the information, Qian Baihu's expression was solemn. Although it is a hundred households, it is responsible for the work of translating information, and of course it is qualified to view this information.
Wang Baihu, who was standing not far away, didn't dare to ask more, he stood with his hands down, his eyes were lowered, the rules of the black flag, the things he couldn't know, it was better not to know.
"Wang Baihu, this information is very timely." Qian Baihu said with a smile.
"Don't dare, this is my duty, the military situation is urgent, and I can't be sloppy." Wang Baihu said, got up and said goodbye: "Now that the information has arrived, I will leave." ”
After sending the young man away, Qian Baihu's smiling expression gradually put away, his fingers flicked the paper scroll, and he walked into the hall with a solemn expression to change his clothes and send the information to Jiang Junmen for inspection.
"Camouflaged officers and soldiers, a surprise attack on Nanyang Mansion City, what a big stroke."
This kind of information will not only be transmitted by carrier pigeons, but for the sake of insurance, it should have been transmitted by air and land. However, the rebel army was hastily created, the number of secret agents was scarce, there was no base area, and the scope of control was not large, so it only used carrier pigeons to quickly transmit news.
Thinking of going to Jiangjunmen, Zhang Qianhu thought for a moment, then stood up and walked to the door of the hall: "A few of you come here!" ”
The fan who was summoned hurriedly trotted over and saluted: "What do you command?" ”
"I'll be away for a while, you can show me, if there is something important, let him wait for me to come back, and don't ignore the information sent."
"Yes, my lord, I understand, please rest assured."
Qian Hu snorted coldly, went back to the house, put on the clothes of the black flag, and walked in through a secret door.
After a dark and cold tunnel, I came to a garden, turned over the mountain, and entered a large mansion.
"Who is it!?" A cold voice came from the darkness, and Qian Hu felt more than a dozen gazes and the killing aura locked by the arrows and crossbows. Although I have been here many times, my scalp is still numb, and I am in a cold sweat, and as long as I move something, I am instantly ejaculated into a sieve.
"Down there are 100 black flags, Qian Hu." Qian Hu shouted loudly.
"Please show me the voucher." At this time, Qian Hu dared to make a move, and took out a black waist tag from his waist, with his name written on it.
"Let's go inside!" The feeling of danger disappeared in an instant, and Qian Hu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this.
"Damn, it's so thrilling every time, I'm scared to death."
"Who's out there?" A faint voice came from inside the room.
"Humble Qian Hu, meet adults when you have something."
"Oh, it's you, come in."
"Yes, my lord" Qian Hu pushed open the door and saw a desk full of official documents, a young man about twenty-four or five years old, who looked a little handsome and had clear eyebrows, was bowing his head to deal with government affairs.
"My lord, this is General Zhou's information."
"Oh, take it and have a look." Qian Hu stepped forward and handed the information letterhead to Jiang Feng.
After Jiang Feng finished reading it, his eyes lit up and he laughed.
"Master Zhang Wuwu and Lei Chuan Guishun, very good, this is the imperial general." But when he saw that they were planning a surprise attack on Nanyang Mansion City, his smile narrowed, his brows tightened, and he couldn't speak for a long time.
Qian Hu waited silently for Jiang Junmen, closed the door without hurry, and quietly waited for the result.
After a long time, Jiang Feng looked at the sky as it became darker, and it was almost night.
"In this way, wait for the signal of the marshal at night and inform the marshal of this information."
Qian Hu was stunned in his heart, wondering if the handsome man was not in the city?
Jiang Feng saw his doubts and said, "The marshal has led the army out of the city......
Hearing the news, Qian Hu's heart was blank, could it be that he wanted to be handsome
Jiang Feng sneered: "The two thousand-strong battalions of Nanyang Mansion City rushed to Si County overnight, but I didn't expect our army to capture the county seat in half a day. Now the night is deep, neither advance nor retreat, can only be camped outside the county, and now our side is recuperating, and the other party is exhausted...... Hmph"
Qian Hu has already heard and knows what to do.
"My lord, I understand that I will go down and prepare to go, and I will retire in the next place."
Jiang Feng waved his hand and signaled, Qian Hu slowly stepped back to the door, turned around and walked out.
"I don't know, did Operation Dashuai end successfully?" Jiang Feng looked at the night and muttered, lowered his head and began to deal with a lot of government affairs again.
In the cold night, the campfires of the imperial camp were blazing, and the snoring in the military tents came and went.
The soldiers of the empire marched from sunrise to nightfall, and they were tired and slept deeply, and they needed to recharge their energy and face the battle of tomorrow or return to the city in the best possible manner.
These new recruits quickly became refined in the brutal training, and went through a series of suppression of bandits.
It's like a knockout game of survival of the fittest, and whoever can keep training and survive is the best soldier among them.
On the battlefield, those imperial soldiers who were not strong would become corpses, cold and stiff, lying in the field outside the walls of Nanyang Mansion without dignity.
Unless they win this battle, maybe they can collect the bodies of those Imperial soldiers who died in battle, so that they can at least be buried in peace.
If they lose the battle, the dead Imperial soldiers will become food for vultures and wild dogs.
The Imperial soldiers who used to gamble and have fun at night no longer had the heart to have fun, they were now thinking about how to rest.
And the commanders of these two thousand units want to train in battle is quite effective, at least these living imperial soldiers have learned to rest well and have sufficient physical strength in order to improve the survival rate in the cruel battle.
Now they were hurriedly summoned back by Liang Taishou and ordered to rescue Si County. Now that Si County has fallen, when I get the information, it is already night, so I can only camp in place and wait for tomorrow's news.