384 Rebellion
The bearded general shook his arms proudly and shouted: "Vanguard army, check the advanced city!" β
"Yes, Adjutant General!"
A dark-skinned young general of Nanhuai replied loudly, and with a wave of his big arm, he rushed into the city gate with a vanguard army of 100 people.
As far as the eye can see, the city is empty and desolate.
There was no one on the battlements of the walls, and the houses on both sides of the street were open, and there was not a single person in the house.
It's like an empty city.
The hundred or so vanguard troops who entered the city unconsciously slowed down their horses, and their iron hooves "deservedly" knocked on the bluestone brick street, but other than that, there was no sound, and the alleys on both sides were empty, and there were no people.
The young general Nanhuai slipped around the street in front of the city gate, then rode out of the city again, and said to the bearded general: "General, the city seems to be empty, and those Dasheng people should have fled!" β
It turned out that he had abandoned the city and fled!
The corners of the bearded general's mouth hooked a disdainful arc, and he "brushed" out the long knife at his waist, and the cold and shining long knife pointed forward, and gave a military order: "Brothers, enter the city!" Slaughtered the city for three days, and the gold, silver and jewels obtained were shared with everyone! β
Even if this is an empty city with no people, those Dasheng people can't escape for their lives, and it is impossible to move all their belongings.
After three days of slaughtering the city, all the looted gold, silver and jewels were his own, which was enough to make the blood of all the soldiers present boil.
The Nanhuai soldiers in the rear cheered almost madly, all of them raised their long knives in their hands, their eyes sparkled, and they followed behind the bearded general and entered the city in a mighty way.
"Step, step, step......"
The sound of the soldiers' disheveled footsteps and horses' hooves came and went, and the city was still dead.
The Nanhuai people continued to advance down the street, even if the soldiers were a little nervous at first, but they relaxed as they rampaged into the houses on both sides of the street and found that they were empty.
Nanhuai's army continued to march mightily, dividing out small teams at forks in other directions.
Daoyi City extends in all directions, and every time you reach a fork, there are several streets, and there are many small alleys on both sides of each street, just like a spider web densely packed and unimpeded.
One by one, the Nanhuai soldiers rudely kicked in the door, swept the furniture and utensils to the ground in the room with their long knives, and fell to the ground with a "bang", staggering from side to side.
"Little brother, did you find anything?" A black-faced Nanhuai soldier swept the empty jar on the desk to the ground with a scabbard, and complained angrily to a person outside, "I haven't found any valuable ......"
"Bang!"
The clay pot fell straight to the stone floor and fell apart.
Almost in the next moment, the "black-bore face" also fell heavily on his back to the ground, and the heavy body made the dust on the ground seem to shake with it, and there was a blood hole on his forehead that was the size of a dragon's eye, and blood gushed out of the blood hole, forming a red and dazzling blood stain on the stone floor in the blink of an eye.
The eyes of the "black-bore face" who fell to the ground were wide open, almost bulging out, and those eyes were cloudy and unfocused.
The short Nanhuai soldier outside heard the loud noise just now, and always felt that the sound was a little harsh, and when he heard it, he shouted: "I said my brother......"
"Bang!"
Another loud bang resounded in the courtyard.
The short Nanhuai soldier also had an extra blood hole in his forehead, and his body stiffened for a moment, and then he fell backwards, as if he didn't figure out what was going on until he died.
Outside a half-open window, a wisp of green smoke was faintly rising.
Feng Yan blew the green smoke from the mouth of the firebolt, turned around, and shuttled flexibly in the narrow alley, and when he saw the enemy, he skillfully aimed at the opponent with the firecracker, and then shot.
Every shot was so clean.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! β
A deafening sound of firing guns rang out one after another in the alleys, and even the first few dozen shots could fish in troubled waters, and then the corpses were nowhere to be found.
"There is an enemy ambush!"
"Be careful, there are enemy ambushes!"
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Those Nanhuai people shouted excitedly one by one, clenched the swords and guns in their hands as if they were facing a great enemy, and searched around for traces of the enemy.
The air in the city tensed again, and there seemed to be sparks in the air.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! β
The sound of musket firing became more frequent, and the soldiers of the musket battalion lurking in the streets and alleys no longer tied their hands and feet, and went straight to the slaughter.
Each firearm can fire three bullets at a time, which means that a soldier can kill the enemy by surprise with one enemy in just three breaths; After you succeed, you can duck into the depths of the alley and reload.
This firearm is much simpler to use than a bow and arrow, and a good archer needs several years of repeated practice before he can master the bow and arrow, compared to a few days to master this firecracker.
Moreover, both in terms of lethality and accuracy, firecrackers have a more powerful advantage than bows and arrows.
In the past few days, one of the most important tasks of the fire gun camp is to run around the streets and alleys of the city with the heavy fire gun on his back, to get familiar with the road and practice cooperation with each other......
Now the map of the city is in their minds, and they know where every street and alley leads and which alley is a dead end.
After two more loud sounds, there were two more corpses of Nanhuai people in a blocked alley.
The smell of blood, gunpowder and screams in the air mingled like a never-ending nightmare.
"General! General, these Dasheng people have magic weapons in their hands, and it is effortless to kill the officers and soldiers of our army......" A tall Nanhuai soldier stumbled out of an alley, and said in horror to the bearded general on the horse, his face turned pale.
That black weapon was terrifying, firing several times faster than feathered arrows, and it was even more powerful, and it was impossible to dodge.
"What a divine weapon, it's just a firecracker!" The bearded general kicked the soldier from his horse angrily, and his face was not very good-looking.
Just now, he had caught a glimpse of a few Dasheng soldiers with firearms from a distance, and he could see that the firearms they were holding were very different from what he had seen before, lighter, and more dangerous at the same time!
They were careless, and now they have lost the opportunity, and the morale of the soldiers is completely demoralized...... I'm afraid this battle will be difficult to turn defeat into victory.
The bearded general immediately ordered: "Pass the order down, withdraw!" Evacuate! β
So far, the only way to do this is to minimize the losses and wait for the retreat before strategizing!
The bearded general turned his horse's head, clamped the horse's belly, and galloped away in the direction of the city gate.
The Nanhuai soldiers around him shouted one after another: "The deputy general has an order, retreat!" β
One by ten, ten by hundred, by hundred, by thousand, thousands of Nanhuai soldiers were in a commotion, shouting to retreat, while running back from where they were, one by one like a lost dog, describing themselves as embarrassed.
On the other hand, the men of the Gun Camp were menacing, they no longer dodged, they did not hide, they peeked out of the rooftops, from the alleys, from the windows, and their fangs were exposed.
"Bang bang bang!"
"Bang bang bang!"
All the firecrackers were aimed at their enemies, and they fired frequently, like torrential rain and hailstones, and the fleeing Nanhuai soldiers became the targets of these firearms.
Archers will gradually get tired after shooting dozens of arrows, and fatigue will affect the speed, range, and accuracy of the arrows, but the guns are different, as long as the guns can still carry their guns, as long as the guns can still pull the trigger of the guns, they can kill the enemy.
Every time you press the trigger, with every loud bang, you can eliminate an enemy.
The Nanhuai soldiers felt as if they had been targeted by a bull-headed horse from hell, and no matter how they ran, the projectiles fired from the firecrackers would catch up with them, and more and more corpses were scattered all over the streets......
When the bearded general returned to the city gate with a group of remnants, he found that the city gate had been closed.
At the same time, thousands of Dasheng soldiers armed with swords, guns and bows poured out of the alleys and surrounded them.
Catch a turtle in an urn.
The bearded general couldn't help but think of these four words, his face was blue, and the corners of his forehead were even more bruised.
He gritted his teeth, determined to fight with these Dasheng dogs, and waved the long knife in his hand again, "Kill out, retreat without permission......"
Those who trespass are killed.
However, he never had a chance to finish the sentence again.
"Bang!"
Another deafening firing sound sounded, with a sharp sound of breaking the air, like a lightning bolt splitting the night sky, straight to the center of the bearded general's eyebrows.
Everything was too fast for the naked eye to catch, and the bearded general froze on his horseback like a freeze, and there was a bloody hole in his eyebrows.
He stared straight at the high city wall in front of him, and on the battlements, at some point, stood a young man in a dark cloth wearing a half-black iron mask, and the young man was holding a black firecracker, and the mouth of the firearm was aimed at the bearded general below.
There was silence for an instant, as if time had stopped, and everyone's eyes unconsciously followed the shocked gaze of the bearded general to the tall young man.
Feng Yan was calm, shot another shot at the sky, and then said loudly:
"Those who surrender will not be killed!"
At the same time as the last word fell, the bearded general, who had long since lost his voice, fell from his high horseback and fell to the ground with a "bang", like a mountain collapsing with a bang.
Those Nanhuai soldiers looked at the bearded general lying motionless on the ground, their bodies could barely move, and they only felt as if something in their hearts had also fallen and shattered, and most of the people's faces were full of confusion, panic, uneasiness, and disbelief......
How is this possible?!
They were defeated!
Immediately afterwards, the other Dasheng soldiers around also shouted:
"Those who surrender will not be killed!"
"Those who surrender will not be killed!"
Each one became louder than the last, and the countless voices seemed to have found a common rhythm at this moment, and the voices overlapped together, echoing in the air like thunder, and it seemed that even the air vibrated with it.
"Smack."
I don't know who was the first to put down the long knife in his hand, his body was short, and he knelt down tremblingly.
Fear seemed to be contagious, and one after another Nanhuai soldiers around him laid down their weapons in panic and fell to their knees.
Some people surrender, and some people are unwilling.
A young general from Nanhuai brandished a scimitar and roared: "Surrender is also a dead end, everyone may be able to kill the ...... together"
"Bang!"
His words were interrupted by the sound of a fiery gun, and the iron bullet passed through his throat, and the bright red and fiery blood spurted out, spraying on the faces and battle robes of several Nanhuai soldiers beside him.
The next moment, the Nanhuai junior general fell, and the Nanhuai soldiers beside him also knelt down.
The faces of these soldiers were gone, and only fear remained.
The surrounding Dasheng soldiers swarmed up like bamboos, mercilessly slaughtering those who resisted, and the murderous spirit was soaring.
On the streets, the disgusting smell of blood grew stronger.
But for the Dasheng soldiers present, the smell was the smell of victory.
They won, they kept Daoyi City!
In less than a quarter of an hour, the entire street was left with only those Nanhuai soldiers kneeling on the ground, and the bloody corpses of their comrades, which were miserable.
The soldiers of the fire gun battalion are all high morale and full of energy, in the past few days, they have been practicing the fire gun, they know best how powerful this fire gun is, but until this moment, looking at these decadent Nanhuai soldiers, looking at the enemy corpses in this place, they realized that the fire gun is far more powerful than they thought.
The firebolt can turn an ordinary soldier into an elite soldier with the ability to defeat one enemy and ten enemies, and it is clear that the firebolt will inevitably become the decisive factor on the battlefield in the future.
Now they have only a thousand guns, and in the future they will have two thousand, three thousand...... Or even 10,000 firecrackers?!
The army of Dasheng is bound to be strong to the point of invincibility, and there will be no opponents again, and the barbarians from all sides will never dare to attack again!
Feng Yan still stood on the high battlements, quietly looked down at the enemy soldiers kneeling on the ground below, and then turned his head and ordered a young general in his twenties beside him: "Lu Tianzhi, the rest will be handed over to you." β
Feng Yan didn't wait for Lu Tianzhi to answer, he turned around, left without hesitation, and staggered down the stone steps.
Lu Tianzhi looked at Feng Yan's back with a complicated expression, his eyes gradually precipitated, and his pupils were bright and firm.
During this period of time, Feng Yan and the 1,000 soldiers of their fire battalion have been living, eating and practicing together, he is by no means the kind of gentleman he once thought, and today Feng Yan also proved his strength with this overwhelming victory.
On the battlefield, everything speaks for itself!
After Feng Yan came down from the city wall, he rode up to the sky and returned straight to the barracks.
There were already soldiers waiting at the entrance of the barracks, and they diligently led Feng Yan to the hall.
In the hall, there was silence and speechlessness, and Lu Weiqing, who was sitting on the side, watched Yan Zhaolin walking back and forth restlessly, puzzled.
Just now, someone came back from time to time to tell them about the battle situation in the city, saying that the enemy army had suffered heavy casualties, and our army scattered the enemy troops in street battles and broke them down, isn't this good news?!
Yan Zhaolin also knew that the battle situation was beneficial to our army, but he was still anxious and worried, lest Feng Yan make a mistake, and said secretly: The master only has the bloodline of Gongzi, and there is no room for loss!
"Childe!"
At this moment, when he saw Feng Yan return unharmed, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his heart was completely relieved. It's okay to have Childe!
Feng Yan was still wearing the mask on his face, bowed slightly at Yan Zhaolin, followed his gaze past Yan Zhaolin to look at Lu Weiqing two zhang away from the back, and said lightly: "General Fenwu, you can send someone to take over the prisoner." β
Lu Weiqing was dumbfounded.
Feng Yan's implication is that they have already won this battle?!
How is this possible?!
Even if they had the upper hand in this battle, but in less than half a day, they won?! And took all the enemy prisoners?!
Lu Weiqing's heart naturally appeared one question after another: How was this battle fought just now?
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Who the hell is this teenager?
Feng Yan didn't care about Lu Weiqing's gaze, and casually tilted the Taishi chair on the side, and ordered, "Serve tea." β
His mind had already run away: well, he was still close to taking Changxu City, and he would be able to go back to see Zhen Zhen...... I have to ask General Yan, what specialties can I bring back to Beijing in the south?
Feng Yan drank the tea slowly, and the hall was quiet again, compared to the noise outside, this place was particularly quiet, until Lu Tianzhi and another young general hurriedly came to break the silence here again.
"Childe, General Yan, all the prisoners have been taken, and the number of people is being counted."
"The last general has sent people to search the city to see if there are any caught fish."
"The corpses of the enemy are still being counted......"
The two young generals are talking about the situation on the battlefield outside.
Feng Yan smiled and ordered loudly: "Okay! Celebrate tonight, pass the order, a piece of meat and a bowl of wine for each person! β
For more than a year, Dao Yicheng has either been preparing for war or fighting, and it is not allowed to drink casually during wartime, but today this bowl of wine is different, this is a celebration wine.
When the two youngsters heard this, they felt as if the wine worms had been hooked out, and their faces were full of brilliance.
When they received the order, they hurriedly withdrew.
The entire Daoyi City was boiling with the spread of this order, and the people and soldiers in the city were full of joy, and there was still a feeling of being in a dream.
They really held Daoyi City, and they really defeated the people of Nanhuai!
Until nightfall, most of the lights in the city are still lit up, reflecting the starlight in the night sky.
A grey dove spreads its wings in the dim darkness of the night and flies through the city walls, all the way north.
"Whoosh!"
The silence of the night was broken by the sharp sound of breaking through the air, and a sharp arrow slashed through the air like a meteor, as fast as the wind, as fast as lightning, and pierced the gray dove with an accurate arrow.
The pigeon didn't even have time to scream before it fell straight down from mid-air......
Then, there was silence near the city gate again, and it seemed that nothing had happened......
After a stick of incense, Lu Weiqing was hurriedly summoned to the barracks.
In the hall, Feng Yan and Yan Zhaolin were there, in addition to the two of them, on the square table on the side, there was also a gray pigeon pierced by an arrow and a piece of silk paper.
Lu Weiqing was already apprehensive, and the moment he saw the gray pigeon, his face suddenly changed, and his heart plummeted, and he secretly said that it was not good.
This carrier pigeon was released by his own hands tonight, and the secret letter that was originally tied to the pigeon's leg was also written by him, in order to play the emperor and explain the situation in Daoyi City.
Especially......
Lu Weiqing looked at the young man with a mask on his face with deep eyes, the other party looked young, but Yan Zhaolin, as a dignified Jinzhou commander-in-chief, was extremely respectful to him.
Coupled with the battle during the day, he didn't know how to fight at all, and even his henchmen were excluded from the battle circle, and only a loud "bang" sound was heard from afar, and a desperate battle ended inexplicably in less than half a day.
This kind of situation is too wrong, Lu Weiqing thought about it again and again, and decided to explain it to the emperor.
Thinking about it, Lu Weiqing's gaze looked at the carrier pigeon that was already cold on Fang Ji, it was obvious that Yan Zhaolin and Feng Yan had already guarded against him.
Tonight, it's just a waiting.
I was careless!
Lu Weiqing's heart was as cold as ice, his body was so stiff that he could barely move, and a question lingered in his heart-
What are Yan Zhaolin and this boy trying to do?!
The answer has long been in Lu Weiqing's heart, and it is about to come out.
Feng Yan looked at Lu Weiqing with a calm expression, of course he knew what the other party was thinking, and he didn't beat around the bush, and said bluntly: "General Lu, when Dao Yicheng was unable to support it alone, did there ever be reinforcements?" β
"Daoyi City is short of food and food, but who cares about your life or death?"
"The emperor ordered you to guard the city, but have you ever thought about how long you can defend without food and no one?"
"Do you know that once the city is broken, the whole city will be slaughtered, and no one will survive?"
Feng Yan's every word was like a sharp arrow hitting Lu Weiqing's heart, leaving him speechless.
Lu Weiqing's lips were pursed into a straight line, and his face was extremely ugly.
The crisis in Daoyi City is not a matter of the past two months, and he has already asked the capital for help more than once...... However, what awaited me was disappointment after disappointment.
The hall fell silent, and the air was as heavy as a piece of iron.
Lu Weiqing felt out of breath.
Silence spread in the air, and Feng Yan didn't urge, drinking tea to himself.
Yan Zhaolin, who was sitting on the side, didn't speak, and seemed to have left everything to Feng Yan to deal with.
Suddenly, Lu Weiqing took a step closer towards Feng Yan, and the sound of slight footsteps was especially loud in the silent room.
"You...... You want to rebel? Lu Weiqing's voice was very difficult, and these words seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth.
Feng Yan looked at Lu Weiqing and smiled slightly, but he didn't say anything.
Yan Zhaolin still didn't speak, and drank tea calmly.
Lu Weiqing seemed to have been poured a bucket of cold water on his head, and his heart suddenly became cold.
There was silence in the room again.
Lu Weiqing's breathing became more and more difficult, as if something was grabbing his throat, and he said, "Are you crazy?!" β
Feng Yan didn't answer and asked: "General Lu, do you remember Changxu City?" β
Lu Weiqing's expression became more complicated, and his eyes were deep.
How could he forget Changxu City, not only because Changxu City was lost in Qianzhou, but also because Liang Sicheng, the guard of Changxu City, was his friend.
At the beginning, when he learned that Liang Sicheng had opened the city to surrender to the enemy, he couldn't believe this fact.
However, Lu Weiqing knew about the situation in Changxu City.
In November of the previous year, Changxu City was surrounded by the Nanhuai Army, like a lonely boat in the sea, cut off grain, grass and water sources, Liang Sicheng led the people in the city to resist the enemy bravely, and could hold the city, and the people were so hungry that they almost broke their bones to cook and eat.
However, half a month later, the sinister Nanhuai people drove the 30,000 people in Anjie City to the gate of Changxu City like cattle, threatening their lives.
After the Nanhuai people slaughtered nearly 100 people of Anjie City and promised not to slaughter the city as long as they surrendered, Liang Sicheng finally gave in.
Lu Weiqing knew that Liang Sicheng had defected to the enemy for the people of Changxu City, and at that time, he had also thought about what would happen to Daoyi City if it reached this point......
However, he just thought that for the sake of his parents, wife and children who were far away in the capital, he would never be like Liang Sicheng.
He couldn't put himself in that situation!
Lu Weiqing's heart was like a stormy wave, undulating, and his face became more and more gloomy, his whole body was tense like a tight bowstring, and his body trembled slightly almost imperceptibly.
"Grock."
Feng Yan casually put down the teacup, and the teacup made a crisp sound when it collided with Fang Ji.
Feng Yan lightly ordered: "Come on, send General Fenwu to calm down." β
Two soldiers guarding the hall walked in, and one of them stretched out his hand to Lu Weiqing to make a petition.
Lu Weiqing looked at Feng Yan and Yan Zhaolin again without saying anything, and followed the two soldiers to turn around and leave.
In the moonlight, his back was slightly gloomy.
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