The Hanyang overall military affairs meeting was only held for one day, because it was not a discussion of the war situation, Fu Heng proposed the strategy of "bullying the weak to bully the widow with the public, and slowly advancing under heavy pressure to make up for the geographical advantage", and even Yue Zhongqi praised it repeatedly. At the meeting, arrangements were made for the blockade of the Jinchuan grain road, salt road, and medicine, as well as the blocking of the road for Sha Luo to flee to the west, to flee to Qinghai in the north and to flee to the south and to flee in exile in Liangguang, as well as the need to pay soldiers, pay for military salaries, pay for the families of fallen soldiers, and treat wounded soldiers. It is very simple and clear, and the three-day event is crisp and clear. In the evening, Fu Heng raised 3,000 Chinese troops in Hanyang that night, and Zhaohui Hailancha each led about 2,000 wing troops to disembark at the ferry next to the Yellow Crane Tower. In the torch, Fu Heng and the civil and military officials of the three towns of Wuhan said goodbye. The ten cannons on the ship "roared" in unison, but as soon as the soles of his feet moved, the battleships were divided into sequences, and they had already traced back to the west like a dragon.

There is a proverb among boatmen, "If you can't sail with the wind, you can make the wind go in all directions." At the time of the handover of July and August, the Yangtze River was mostly southerly, occasionally easterly, and sometimes northerly, and the warships and sailors were all experts selected by the Taihu Lake sailors. Except for the westerly wind at the head, it is more difficult to walk, and it is 20% faster than ordinary cargo ships. The boat arrived at Liangfeng Town, at the intersection of the Shahe River and the Yangtze River, and the Mid-Autumn Festival had arrived. It was originally planned to abandon the boat and land in Wanxian County for the night, and go west to Chengdu by land, because many of the soldiers were seasick and should not get off the boat, Fu Heng ordered Zhaohui Hailancha to bring the troops ashore, and the officials above the thousand generals lived in tents, and the soldiers all slept in the open. I heard that the army did not spend the night in the city, so he personally brought two thousand people, carrying watermelons, apples, pears, dates, walnuts, moon cakes, etc., as well as two catties of corned beef and one pound of Sichuan rice wine for each soldier to rush to the labor army in Liangfeng Town. The 7,000 sergeants were all under their command, and they reorganized their ranks and set up tents on a vast white sand beach, stacked stones and built stoves to carry water and boil soup, which were all the elites of the seventeenth prince Yunli who had been strictly trained in Gubeikou, although there were many people and affairs, and Hailancha and Zhaohui were not familiar with their subordinates, and when they commanded, they were much more satisfactory than the soldiers of the Jinchuan grain depot.

All preparations stopped, and the soldiers sat on the beach to admire the moon and eat watermelon. Wang Xiaoqili of the Chinese military tent was busy, commanding his own soldiers to put up wooden drawings, row moon incense cases, and cloth melon fruit tables, and personally set up mosquito nets for Fu Heng, lit mosquito coils, and sweated out, just when Fu Heng came back from patrolling the camp, with more than a dozen guards Goshha, all of whom were soldiers of Fu Mansion. Xiao Qizi said: "Master, everything is ready - the table sent by the county is set up in the outer tent, do you want to inform the Navy Gate and Zhaojun Gate to come?" As he spoke, he went to Qian'er.

"Don't!" Fu Heng said: "On my side, I only asked Ma Guangzu, the leader of the Chinese army, and eight guerrilla pipes to bring over. They set up their own tents, and the brothers under their command were not familiar with each other, and they all had to gather together separately during this march break. When he went into the tent, he saw the mosquito net hanging from it, and pointed to it and said, "Take it off—I still have a bed, and that's enough." Old Ma, brothers, there is only this low table, not even a stool, being a soldier is like this, this is my Fu Heng's personal friendship, sit down casually - Xiao Qizi, why are you still kneeling! Get up and give orders to the battalions, this is the first stop into the river, except for the general and sergeant who is on duty at night, you can drink. From tomorrow until the end of the war, starting from myself, whoever gets a drop of wine will be beaten with eighty military sticks! Xiao Qizi borrowed Ann to take a little rest, "Chick! The ground said yes and flew out. Fu Hengyin ordered: "Lai Wenying, Dong Zihui, Cheng Wuxie, the three of you bring our guards here, drink the wine outside the tent at will, and you are not allowed to draw fists and guess." Who is drunk, and he who is not drunk marches on his back and hears it? ”

Ma Guangzu was recuperating from his injuries in Chengdu and came to greet the new commander, although several generals of the Chinese army were not stationed in one place, he had been the director of the Military Selection Department of the Ministry of War, and he often went on business trips to Gubeikou, and everyone was familiar with each other. It is only this coach, who has known each other on the ship in the past few days, and everyone is still a little reserved. He sat on the sand around the small wooden table to see how Fu Heng behaved. I saw that there was still an incense case in the moon in front of Fu Heng's tent, and I felt that I was wondering.

"Sit down, wait, let's have fun together!" Fu Heng smiled and said to the generals: "I have a bit of literary popularity!" - You will also be a little bit more than me. Because he came out of the account, he held the incense in his hand, bowed to the third moon in front of the case, inserted the incense into the sand, took a step back, looked up at the full moon in the blue sky, and muttered: "Fu Heng told the heavens: On the night of this reunion, the people on the border of thousands of miles led seven thousand people who dared to die to Jinchuan in the cool breeze and white sand on the bank of the Yangtze River. Ordered by the imperial court to face the unpredictable place, Heng Jin set an oath, willing to share life and death with his subordinates 100,000 heavenly soldiers, with the heart of thinking about the life, fame and wealth, or greedy for merit and no work, and the idea of defeating and decorating, that is, please enlighten the soldiers of the three armies, and punish Fu Heng to thank today's oath - I would like to tell you, to hear! ”

At this time, the moon is bright and the stars are scarce, the white sand is like washing, the shore breeze is cool, and the sound of the river is far away. Fu Heng said earnestly without hurry, and the voice came into the tent, and everyone was shocked. Fu Heng had already turned back into the tent with a smile, let everyone with his hand, and said, "Come on, come on!" Wanxian's name is Wan Xian, and it's so coincidental that it sounds so chic and chic - he will bring a few maiko to accompany us with wine in a while. The 300 Sichuan horses that Ming'er Jinhui gave us have also arrived. When you're drunk, just doze off right away! Everyone laughed. Ma Guangzu sighed: "I also saw that the middle hall prayed in the Shujing Temple, but it was not the same words, they were all words asking God and Buddha to bless the heavenly soldiers and sweep the invincible hand of Jinchuan." There are also those who are ordered to fight against the enemy, and put the world in the seat to say, and do not say a word of bad luck. It sounds good, but it's not as sincere as the sixth master......" A guerrilla general beside him said cautiously: "Don't you call those women to the camp?" The seventeenth master admonished many times in Gubeikou that rejuvenating the army is the move of the sun, and it is the most taboo for the yin people to rush off. ”

"Really? Say a few words to God, if you don't see a woman in the army, you can win the battle? Fu Hengda smiled and raised his glass: "This son can be a drunk woman, and he can kill a blood gourd on the battlefield, he is a real man's husband!" I suppressed Heicha Mountain, and I had a fate with the female bandit leader; Ne Qinqing Fudaoxue, did you win? Let me tell you a word, after the reorganization of the army in Chengdu, the whole army will have a three-day holiday, so that the brothers can have fun, and then go to work hard - I don't know the joy of life, but I don't know the sorrow of death? If you say the wrong thing, you will be fined three glasses of wine! ”

For a while, I heard the loud singing in the Zhaohui camp, but it was a triumphant song of the official system, and it was very majestic and neat:

The old news Tianyu originally knew the direction, and now it is unstoppable.

One by one, the mud is gone, and the night is silent!

Then the soldiers on the left side of the Chinese army should also sing with them.

The generals of the formation fly feather arrows, and the warriors of the battle are carving.

Descending Rong Feng is an eagle dog, and the rabbit has to take off before the mountain?

Everyone stopped and listened quietly, comparing which battalion sang well in their hearts, Fu Heng called Wang Xiaoqi and said, "Go and see, what is Hailancha doing?" The army is not victorious, and everyone else is singing, how can he be quiet there? ”

"Slaves don't dare to be lazy. Just now, the battalions turned around again. Wang Xiaoqi said: "The Zhaohui Military Gate is to invite the officers above the general level to eat moon cakes and drink wine for a while, and the Navy Gate is also called the general officers, and he and his personal soldiers wrestle and practice their fists on the beach." also told a joke about calling a stupid son-in-law on August 15, and the slave laughed so hard that his stomach hurt! ”

"What will bring what soldiers." Fu Heng smiled at Ma Guangzu and the others, "Hailancha elf is witty, and he has another set of his own - what jokes he says, tell us about it." ”

Wang Xiaoqi'er promised a "yes" and said: "The eldest son-in-law is Wen Xiucai, the second son-in-law is Wu Xiucai, and the third son-in-law is a mud-footed pole 25." When he said this, the crowd laughed. Wang Xiaoqi also smiled and said: "When everyone composes poems, they must have words such as 'round and round', 'missing half', 'messy', and 'quiet'. The eldest son-in-law said, 'The moon of the fifteenth is round and round, and half of the moon is missing in the sixth and seventh eight; First half of the night: Messy, second half of the night: quiet. Then the father-in-law said yes, and the mother-in-law poured wine for her son-in-law. The second son-in-law said, 'The mooncake is round and round, and I took a bite: half of it was missing; Chew in the mouth: messy, swallow in the stomach - quietly! The mother-in-law praised: 'In the end, it is a literary and military talent, and this poem is really unambiguous!' When the third son-in-law saw that the two brothers-in-law had won the lottery, he said: 'I also have a poem—the father-in-law and the mother-in-law are round and round!' The old man and the mother-in-law both said, 'No.', and the son-in-law said, '--one is dead: half is missing.'" One is dead: messy, all are dead: quietly! There was still a joke behind, and I was afraid that something would happen to the master, so I hurried back. ”

As he spoke, he heard the singing in the Hailancha camp suddenly, but it was not as literary as the triumphant song issued by the Ministry of War, and the soldiers actually shouted at the top of their voices:

The soldier was originally bold,

It's destined that we're not afraid of anything!

This imperial grain has eaten it,

When you're full, you don't want to go home – hey! When you are full, you don't want to go home!

- One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight!

As soon as you hear it, you will know that it is a slang song made up by Hailancha's ingenuity. But it was sung very happily, and the people in the Chinese military tent listened:

Let him chop his sword and axe, and pierce his spear,

If you're dead, you're just mud!

Twenty years is a desperate baby!

The turtle grandson and Hugh boasted,

Kill the enemy on the battlefield - hey, fuck whoever is a bad seed!

One, two, three, four! Five, six, seven, eight!

The crowd laughed again. Ma Guangzu's face was full of scars, and he said: "This guy has been used to making up smooth words in Songgang, and now he has become a general of Jianya, and his bad habits will not change!" Ming'er wants to ask what it means to count from one to eight! "That's interesting." Fu Heng calmly poured wine for everyone and said, "Although this song is rough, it is not out of order. Filial piety, loyalty, courtesy, righteousness, and shame are the 'eight virtues', and the intentions are very deep! Because he saw that Wan Xian Lantern Shadow brought more than a dozen people to the tent outside the tent, he ordered: "Please Zhaohui and Hailancha come over - we moved out of the tent, and even the captains of the Chinese army watched the dance and listened to the song together!" Goshha had already agreed.

…… Zhaohui is a person with a serious personality and pays attention to rules. The style of the banquet in his tent is very different from Fu Heng, and it is not as playful as Hailancha, even the military wooden map is used, the guerrilla pipe belts sit solemnly on both sides, each person has half a watermelon, two mooncakes, a pound of beef are finely chopped, and a bottle of wine, including himself, no one has anything more or less. The general who brought troops from Gubeikou was called Lei Zhenye, and he Zhaohui was also an acquaintance. But he knew Zhaohui's temperament and refused to say much. The rest will proofread Zhao Hui's rusty, not to mention much words. Zhaohui eats, and they take a reserved bite of the moon cake and sandwich a piece of beef, Zhaohui raises a glass, and then drinks. The atmosphere was stiff and stiff.

It wasn't until the singing came from the Hailancha camp that the people became a little more active, and a few of them pretended to cough, don't turn their faces and snicker, and some squeezed their eyebrows at their faces, and made code signals with their hands, inexplicably comparing what they painted. Zhaohui listened intently for a while, and sighed: "This is compared." Hailancha and the soldiers are buddy, better than my Zhaohui! ”

"Zhaojunmen, that's not what you said." Lei Zhenye, who was sitting next to him, said with a smile: "The time with you is too short, and you dare not be presumptuous." I still know you—once the battle is over, it's all a buddy! ”

Zhaohui nodded and said, "After all, it's better to get married earlier." Hailancha is smarter than me, and I am more rigid than Hailancha. I know that. I'm not afraid of death, my soldiers are well organized, and no one is afraid of death—but what time is it? The master is having fun with the people in Nanjing, and I and everyone are sitting in the military tent under the moon like this, which is inevitably too boring. He suddenly turned around, looked at the military academy sitting in the back row, and said, "Eat as much as you want, I just have such a temperament in the womb, and you can get used to it after a long time." ”

"Yes!" The Benzogoshkha in the back row sat down together and bowed in reply. But no one dares to be really presumptuous.

Zhaohui already had a plan in his heart. Glancing at Hu Fugui behind the side, he asked, "Hu Fugui, why don't you eat?" ”

Hu Fugui was transferred to Zhaohui's account, and he was worried all day, he knew in his heart that sooner or later bad luck would befall him. He was originally a banner member of the Han army in the Jianrui battalion of the Beijing Division, and later opened the joints to become the head of the cell in Shuntianfu, offended Zhaohui, and how many joints were opened to hide back in the Jianrui camp. It is expected that Zhaohui must have done something behind it, wanting to avenge the revenge of one arrow in prison, because he has the purpose of resigning himself to fate. If you are so open-minded, you will be calm. I didn't expect Zhaohui to ask himself by name, so he smiled miserably when he heard it, and said, "If you go back to the military gate." I thought that today, August 15, ten thousand families were reunited, and I was the only one who came out to sacrifice my life for the country. I was lonely and couldn't eat. ”

"Is it so above board? I'm afraid it's hard to say, right? The muscles on Zhaohui's cheeks trembled, and Sen Ran said to the generals: "I have a fate with this person, the road is too narrow, and the narrow road meets again!" - Probably the brothers have heard of it, too. Because he described the long and short paragraphs he encountered in prison, when he talked about the injury, he couldn't stop crying: "I am an official of the imperial court, I have not served for many times, and I am ashamed to be trapped in Pingyang, and every time I think about it, I can't help but feel pain...... Soldiers can be killed but not humiliated, humiliation is more than killing, do you understand Hu Fugui? ”

He was murdered and humiliated in prison, which was something that had already moved Jinghua, and there was no one here who didn't know, but no one expected that the person concerned was this Hu Fugui with a gloomy face and silent every day. Hearing him say miserable, everyone sighed in their hearts: Hu Fugui is resting! But I heard Hu Fugui say proudly: "Mark it and understand!" Mark it and know it! ”

"That's good!"

Zhao Hui sneered, stood up, took off his saber and threw it on the sand, and said to Hu Fugui: "You stand up!" ”

In front of everyone's eyes, Hu Fugui's face was as white as window paper in the moonlight. He seemed to be in a trance, standing up in a daze, looking at Zhaohui who was getting closer and closer, and was about to say something, his left and right cheeks "snapped" twice, and he had already received two crisp slaps from Zhaohui!

"This is an insult to you!" Zhaohui ignored everyone's stunned gaze, stretched out his arms and split his chest to lift Hu Fugui up like an eagle and a chicken, and raised it above his head with a loud "ah", and sent it upward, Hu Fugui didn't even have time to shout, he was thrown up and flew high, and his head hit the tent top rack! ——Before he could land, he screamed, flew straight out like a projectile, and fell to the mouth of the tent with a "plop". Hu Fugui shook the sand on his body, got up and was stunned.

"This is a fight to pay you back!" Zhaohui said.

These few shots were up and down, and the two slaps and kicks were very clean, and Zhao Hui said that the matter was over in the blink of an eye. All of the people present are good at this way, and seeing that Zhaohui is a steady and healthy person on weekdays, and he fights so quickly, they all look at each other and admire each other. Zhaohui had regained his composure, slowly picked up the sword, buckled the sword hook to his waist, and said: "If I kill you, I didn't take over the military power in Wuhan, and it's okay to split you two pieces with one sword!" If I insult you and punish you for kneeling for three days, will you dare to lose an hour? The amount is not a gentleman, I will tolerate you; Non-toxic husband, I can't help but enlighten you like this a few times - the private accounts of the two of us will be smoothed off from now on, and you can fight with me with peace of mind. There are meritorious rewards, and there are punishments. Save yourself from muttering in your heart to prevent me from borrowing a knife to kill someone, and I also have to beware of someone giving me a knife when I am commanding military affairs! ”

"Zhaojunmen ......" Hu Fugui turned over and fell to the ground, kowtowed, sobbing like a wolf, grabbing the sand with his hands, twitching violently, but unable to say a word. Zhaohui waved his hand and said, "Get up!" Write a letter to your home and say I beat you up! In a blink of an eye, he saw Hailancha standing at the mouth of the tent and said with a smile: "Look at your appearance, covered in dirt, your hair is full of grass knots, and the butter on your mouth has not been wiped clean - where is a person named Hanako who came to my camp?" ”

Hailan glanced at everyone, looked at Hu Fugui again, and said with a smile: "A real pig killing and tail killing, each has its own way of killing - I can see it refreshingly outside, when will these hands be practiced, so if you kick it out, you can stand up immediately!" Let's go—here are a few women singing and dancing. Fu Dashuai called over to see it! Pulling Zhaohui out with one hand, and turning around to make a grimace at Hu Fugui, Lei Zhenye and his gang laughed loudly.

From the Zhaohui Camp to the Daxing Camp of the Chinese Army, there are many places, and the flat sand is sprinkled white and blue by the moonlight. Zhaohui didn't talk much, but Hailancha was impatient, and said for a while, "The emperor spent fifteen in Nanjing, and it was so lively that the earth was turned upside down, but unfortunately there was no happiness to see." He also talked about "a branch of flowers", "Some people have seen it, saying that it is as beautiful as a scattered flower goddess, and our mouth is like a burning stick compared to your Mrs. Yun." It's a pity that I can't see it, play with this 'one flower'", Zhao Hui just smiled when he listened. Hailancha asked again: "Last time I went back to Wuhan Military Post, what did Mrs. Youyun say about the letter to you?" Tell us about it! Zhaohui couldn't entangle him, and said with a smile: "She hasn't been through the door, and she doesn't know much words, so she asked someone to write it, what kind of private words can she say?" But your letter, I'm afraid it still tastes a little bit - listen, what kind of drum music is this? He suddenly pointed to the big tent of the Chinese army and said, "So familiar! ”

"Really!" As soon as Hailan Cha heard it, he immediately recognized it and said with a smile: "The drum is a Tibetan drum, and the horn is the moon string, I have heard it in Jinchuan, how can I play in this place?" - This is ......" Before he finished speaking, Zhaohui had already strode forward. As if there was some premonition, Hailan paused for a moment, his face turned pale, and he ran a few steps to catch up with Zhaohui. After a while, he arrived in front of Fu Heng's big tent.

In front of the big tent, it was really lively, except for the Goshha personal guards on duty standing straight around, almost all the generals were listening to the song and watching the dance, there were more than 100 people around an empty field, Diao Doujing under a pair of rice yellow lanterns shining, the moonlight was like silver on the sand, six young women accompanied by drumming, barefoot and white legs, short-sleeved and wide pants, and the head of the bun was dancing on the drum beat, but all of them were Miao family costumes. Zhaohui looked at it from the wall, Fu Heng sat cross-legged on the south side of the moon worship incense case, watching the dance, holding a cup in one hand and pointing at Ma Guangzu beside him and laughing something, all the generals sat on both sides of the semicircle of geese, and their eyes were straight. Seeing that Wan Xian was talking to Wang Xiaoqi who was sitting behind Fu Heng, Hailan Chayin rubbed over without saying a word, called out Wan Xian and asked, "Are you the county magistrate of Wanxian County?" - My name is Hylancha! ”

"Yes-Navy Gate, lowly for a long time-"

"Don't be so long-winded! - These mothers-in-law, and the people who accompany the musicians, are you locals? ”

"It's the girls from Fanzhai here, and everyone can come twice-"

"These people, do you know these people I asked?!"

Wan Xian looked at the general in confusion, shook his head and said: "I have seen a lot of this song and this dance, and today this group of people don't recognize their humble duties - they are singing songs in Liangfeng Town, so I called them, Zhongtang and the military sects have never seen them in the Central Plains, and I want to change the taste of all the adults-my lords, haven't you done a good job of the lowly mission?" ”

"Hailancha is not good at admiring the moon and dancing, what are you muttering?" After a dance, Fu Heng applauded with everyone, turned around and said, "Why don't you sit down yet!" He also said to a man in the dance team who was wrapped in a green cloth bun: "They really sing and dance beautifully, but it's a pity that they can't understand the lyrics." I saw that the man bowed, muttered a few words to the music team, and said to Fu Heng in Chinese: "They have a new song, which is to sing Jinchuan to cheer up the adults!" ”

The more Hailan looked at it, the more suspicious he became, and sat next to Fu Heng with a smile, secretly giving Wang Xiaoqi a look. When searching for Zhaohui, I saw him crowding around the man who was clapping the musicians, as if he was looking at the drum. Wang Xiaoqi's whole body was raised, he rubbed his body and moved to the front of the banquet, bowed down to pour wine for Fu Heng and the others, and the thief couldn't stop glancing at this group of Miao people.

Tom tom ...... Gollum - Boom! A few drums with metal strikes sounded, melodious reeds, yueqin and huqin slowly played, and six stunningly colorful young girls in the moonlight, silver ornaments jingling and high wrists, and their wrong feet danced undulating with the beat. Although there are only six people, the dance steps change from time to time, sometimes like the wind sending reed flowers, sometimes like a snake playing with beads, and the enchanting posture is indescribable. Fu Heng was dazzled, a woman in black with a tube skirt and silver buttons danced out of the field, and the singers swirled around her like stars and moons, and the woman sang with a slender body:

Sharuli Seven ...... Ah, ten thousand towers—

Jinchuan River...... Surging!

Lin Sensen, the tree is bibi, and the post is connected,

Birds chirping, flowers are secluded, and vines are wrapped around silk ......

Fu Heng listened fascinated, and said to Hailan on his side: "Although the slang is not very elegant, it can be clear and straightforward, but it seems to be more appropriate than the literary language." Hailancha was suspicious, staring at the woman with straight eyes, searching for whether she had a blade, where could she care about answering, Lian Zi'er swallowed watermelon, and snorted as an answer. The drums stopped, only Yu Yueqin Zheng Zheng, Lu Sheng Xiao Xiao, and the lyrics were heard word by word:

The waterfall is turbulent, with a hundred twists and turns;

Clear pond water, evening boat fishing fire;

The camphor roe deer and musk deer crossed the hillside in a group——

The sheep on the grass dam move like white clouds,

Beautiful Jinchuan ...... You are a flower that never withers!

Ahsharuli...... Jinchuan River......

The last sentence of the clear sound is long and straight, and the stone can be cracked through the clouds, and the aftersound is still cold and heartwarming, singing and dancing, and people are still immersed in melancholy.

"Good!" Fu Heng took the lead in applauding, and the generals also cheered and cheered, Hailancha and Zhaohui were bent on preventing her from raiding Fu Heng during the dance, so far they were also relieved, Fu Heng smiled and said to the woman: "The singing is really fascinating." I've never heard such a good song, walking beads and jade plates, like flowing water! Is Jinchuan really that beautiful? - Give them twenty taels of silver! ”

The seven women bowed down and thanked them, and suddenly straightened up, each of them had an extra cold Tibetan knife in their hands, and the six women were protected, and the figure of the woman in black in the middle was like a charm, and she actually rushed straight to Fu Heng, shouting in her mouth: "Jinchuan is more beautiful than what I sing!" - Why are you going to ravage her?! ”

Suddenly changed, the disaster was between the elbows and armpits, and in a blink of an eye, Fu Heng's seven short blades attacked at the same time! Fu Heng slammed his arms in a hurry, and the small table in front of him bounced up as if it was triggered by a spring machine, and smashed straight towards the girl in the middle. Seeing that Fu Heng was so swift, she was slightly stunned, and slammed into Fu Heng's coercion from the oblique stab. After a little slowdown, Wang Xiaoqi shouted: "Damn it, there are assassins-don't hurry up!" Straight from a head arched out, the woman had to dodge, and took advantage of the situation to cut back her hand, Wang Xiaoqi's right forehead has been cut off! At the same time, Hailancha and Zhaohui have already slashed their swords and entered the battle group. Ma Guangzu and his party in the Chinese army are all veteran generals who have been in battle for a long time, and they were suddenly shocked under the great changes, and they all came back to their senses at this moment to kill them. There were only thirteen or fourteen Tibetans in this group in total, all of them were extremely brave, fighting to the death, with more than a dozen generals swords and bayonets on them, and Wang Xiaoqi rolling around in the sand to get in the way, and in the blink of an eye, he had fallen behind.

Fu Heng got out of danger at first glance, and saw that the two lieutenants were still holding themselves tightly, so he shook his arms and broke free, pointing at the woman in black and shouting: "The military academies are surrounded and don't do anything-Hailancha, I don't want any of them to die!" Before he finished speaking, a small Tibetan knife flew from the sidelines, and he dodged quickly when he saw the opportunity, and still pierced his left arm like a nail! When I looked closely, it was the knife flying from the child who was carrying a musical instrument. When the child was holding a dagger and about to fly a knife, he was slapped by Zhaohui on the back of the head, and he fell to the ground with a muffled snort, and in less than a bag of cigarettes, seven women and six men, a "band" dedicated to assassinating Fu Heng, had all been twisted to the ground. Wang Xiaoqi was trampled on with a knife on his head, and he was also genuine leather, so he could turn over with his bones, "Bah" came over with the sand in his mouth, and saw Wan Xianwu muttering like a sleepwalker, "How did you get it...... How? ......" is a slap in the face, and scolded: "There is no family to enter the ghost!" Your grandmother's day and ask 'how to get it'! ”

"Middle Hall!" Wan Xian woke up with a slap, fell to his knees with a "plop", kowtowed countless heads, and said speechlessly: "I don't know, I really don't know!" ”

Several military doctors had already arrived, busy wrapping Wang Xiaoqi's head with medicine, pulling out the small Tibetan knife to test whether it was non-toxic, and carefully applying medicine to Fu Heng. Fu Heng had completely regained his composure, smiled and waited for the doctor to tie up, and said to Wan Xian: "I can trust you, don't be like this-this song and dance is worth this pain-your county get up." Don't worry, I won't punish you. Wan Xian got up, already sweating through his heavy clothes, and he was stunned as if he was dreaming. Fu Heng smiled and ordered: "Invite the guests from Jinchuan to come up!" ”

"Wow!" Ma Guangzu was drenched in sweat, and he replied to mention someone. A guerrilla laughed and said, "Sha Luoben is still here this time-send a few barbarian women for us-" Before he finished speaking, Fu Heng's face had changed, and he snorted: "Bastard!" - Retire and raise the account! ”

Amid the majestic roar of the Tent of Ascension, thirteen Assassins were escorted in. Seven women, five men, and a childish child, all of whom had their clothes torn to shreds, stood unkempt, and all of them stood upright without kneeling. More than a dozen Goshha dragged the rope and kicked their legs, but they fell down and stood up, all staring at Fu Heng who was calm and calm with hateful eyes.

Fu Heng was silent, watching the soldiers kneel hard one by one, before he spoke: "I respect you as heroes, and in my heart, I don't want you to kneel reluctantly." But there is a name here, I am the minister of the Imperial Mission, and I sit in the camp on behalf of the Son of Heaven. Under the low eaves, bow your heads! -- Interpreter, some of you may not understand my language, so I will translate it into Tibetan for them. After the interpreter finished translating, Fu Heng ordered to "let go", because he saw several women covering their chests with their hands, so he frowned and called Wang Xiaoqi: "Take a few clothes and put them on the women - what does this look like!" ”

Letting go, several Tibetans glanced at each other and did not force themselves to get up again.

"At least you can still speak Chinese?" Fu Heng asked the woman in black, "What's your name?" ”

"Seleben Dolma!"

"Seleben?" Fu Heng smiled coldly, "I'm afraid it's wrong—it should be Saroben!" ”

The woman glanced at Fu Heng with great contempt, raised her head proudly, and said, "Saroben is my father's younger brother. I am the daughter of the ex-wife of Seleben - my name is Serben, not Salopen! ”

"Really?" Zhuoma said this, not only the generals in the military tent were surprised, but even Fu Heng, who knew the background, was also taken aback, he stared at the candle flame, his eyes were scorching, his heart was quickly turning his thoughts, he breathed a sigh of relief, leaned up, and said, "What you said is wrong." Seleben—your father, who was killed by Saroben, and who robbed your stepmother Duoyun—you see, I don't know anything about you, do I? Salopen betrayed the court and resisted the heavenly soldiers, you want to avenge the hatred of killing your father and taking your mother, you should help me, why did you come to stab me? Well?! Zhuoma stared at Fu Heng and said, "You Han people are stupid pigs!" - When the wolf fences the sheep, all the sheep will resist the wolf. Do you understand that? ”

Fu Henggege smiled and said: "It's a pity that I'm not Han either, so I don't deserve this 'stupid pig' - if I was a stupid pig, Sha Luoben sent you to stab me, weren't you captured alive by the stupid pig?" ”

"That's because you're outnumbered—"

"It's still there!" Fu Heng stroked his injured left arm and stood up, walked leisurely by the wooden figure, and said calmly: "It can be seen that you also know that we are in the right time." Acting against the sky is not a matter of trouble, so-" Zhuoma interrupted Fu Heng's words with a sarcastic smile: "So there is a Qingfu ahead, and then there is another kiss!" Hundreds of thousands of corpses were thrown in Jinchuan, soaked in mud jars, and they were all stinking in winter! He turned his face and muttered to the Tibetans to translate, and the Tibetans laughed when they heard it, and the generals also wanted to laugh, so they lowered their heads and didn't dare.

Fu Heng's face was gloomy, his hands were lightly pressed against the wooden figure, and his hoarse voice carried a heavy coercion, and said, "Fang is the seven of you to me!" You've been caught, and you dare to rap? Your corpses will also be soaked in this Yangtze River to feed the crocodiles! ”

His gaze was fierce and abnormal, and Zhuoma seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then calmly and fearlessly looked at the general of the Qing army, and snorted disdainfully.

"Someone!"

"In!"

"Drag them all out!"

"Wow!"

"Untie them, send them to be entangled—let them go back to Jinchuan, and see you on the battlefield with me openly!"

…… The generals were stunned, and Ma Guangzu Zhaohui Hailancha was also shocked, and they all stared at Fu Heng. Zhuoma's face was so pale that there was no trace of blood, and he looked at the Qing army commander in confusion, as if he was speculating about his intentions. Fu Heng picked up a pack of mooncakes on the side of the wooden map, walked to the child's side, and said to the interpreter: "Translate for me - you stabbed me with that knife just now...... You're a child of Seleben, aren't you? The accuracy is very good, but the strength is not enough! …… This is a moon cake, it's delicious, take it back to your grandma to eat - this moon cake is not given to you by the general Fu Heng, but by the Manchurian uncle Fu Heng, so you can take it. Ay...... Okay, that's right......" Before his words were translated, the baby burst into tears.

"I respect heroes." Fu Heng stood up straight and said in an unquestionable tone: "Yu let the lacquer body swallow the charcoal and stab the enemy three times without succeeding, it is still chivalrous through the ages - let them go!" ”

Several Tibetans felt confused, and retreated in a trance as if they were dreaming or sleepwalking. Wan Xian had been standing by and watching, also dazzled, and asked, "Lord Zhongtang, do you want the county to take them?" ”

"If I release people, you dare to take it in the county?" Fu Heng smiled, "Sit in one place to admire the moon!" Why put it - listen to me. ”

All of them pricked up their ears.

"Respect for heroes is one, but heroes should be killed." Fu Heng said. Under the light, his demeanor looked particularly calm and calm, and he said: "They are refugees who escaped from the internal strife in Jinchuan, and the protector of the clan and the township discussed it to assassinate me." This Dolma and Salopen have a vendetta against their father, and they will never be ordered to stab me. Here's another one. In the previous two expeditions, Saroben always left room for peace with the imperial court, and did not rush to kill them all. He didn't want to destroy his clan, and he wouldn't do anything to me, so he certainly wasn't an assassin sent by Saroben, and that's the third one. With these three articles, killing them in the army and politics has no benefit, so you can't kill them - everyone eats melons - it's a pity that there is a fight, and the beef mixed with sand is not delicious- Hailancha, why are you scared? ”

Hailancha was still savoring Fu Heng's "three strips" and said: "I think, then you can't let people go!" It's so cheap for them! ”

"I'm cheap, too." Fu Heng took a bite of the melon, spit out Zi'er carefully and said with a smile: "Even if we are all victorious, we can't be stationed in Jinchuan, and we can't kill all the people in Jinchuan, right?" Leave a little bit of stalk, let them still shoot in the nest, save us a lot of heart! ”