Chapter Fifty-Seven: The Proud Soldiers Go South
The camp tent of the main general outside Youlu Pass, the atmosphere is solemn and strange, there is an urgent military situation from the Lu family's personal soldiers, and Lu Shengxiang, the squire of the military department, sits behind the case, silently, and gently strokes his fingers on a piece of military talisman. Most of these generals were brought to the capital by Lu Shilang from Guangling Road, and their loyalty and ability were beyond doubt, including the steady old man who was cultivated by the Spring and Autumn War, and the talented military attache who was in the prime of life, mixed with several young lieutenants who were exceptionally promoted, and the age configuration was very reasonable. A henchman who was driven to be a groom loved to burn his butt and rushed into the big tent, and the guards did not stop him, Lu Shengxiang didn't even pick his eyelids, but just looked down at the old map that was finally drawn from the household department, it is ridiculous to say that Gu Lu's military department that has been maintained for many years could not find a map of the southern part of Gyeonggi that satisfied Lu Shengxiang, and the border line of Liangliao could easily find hundreds of them.
Guo Dongfeng, who was dressed in a horsey smell, glared at his gloating peers a few times, and asked with a big grin: "General, then Yang Shenxing took the wrong medicine and couldn't succeed, why did he take the lead in rushing to the south on his own initiative, and he was so sure that he would break through the Yufang Pass, cross the Qinshui Jindu, and then take the top important town in the north of Guangling Dao? Where did he leave our two armies in such a rush? General, tell me, do we watch him take a group of gentlemen to his death, or do we accompany them to play with fire?" Damn, 40,000 soldiers and horses, that's the most stubborn family foundation of the Jinan Army, once you pass Qinshui Jindu, before you arrive at Zhuhuan Town, there has been the Qingyang Basin where the four wars have been fought since ancient times, and now we are all smeared by the soldiers and horses on the side of Guangling Road, how can this old man get the confidence to go deep alone! No matter how useless this Xichu is, he can always squeeze out eight or nine thousand battleable cavalry, right?
Lu Sheng didn't raise his head, and said calmly: "First of all, it can be confirmed that Han Penglai, the arrogant guard, is not a fraudulent surrender. Secondly, 40,000 elite veterans of Jinan, the supply is perfect, and the general Anguo marches and deploys the formation step by step, even if he is against eight or nine thousand cavalry, as long as there is no heavy cavalry raid, he may not lose. At the end, no one is sure whether the remnants of Western Chu can invest nearly 10,000 cavalry troops on the front line of the hustle and bustle of Qingyang. Because of geographical restrictions, Western Chu has always fought in the west and rode in the east. Of course, when you meet a madman, it's hard for anyone to say. ”
Guo Dongfeng stiffened his neck and said: "But the established strategy of the Ministry of War is to first let Zhao Ying, the king of Huainan, who is stationed in the army, and Zhao Xun, the king of Jing'an, who is stationed in Haoao Lake, launch an offensive at the same time. Regardless of whether they succeed or fail, it should be Zhao Yi, the king of Guangling, who will take the stage next, where will it be his turn to get Yang Shenxing?!"
Lu Shengxiang rebuked angrily: "You can also call the name of the vassal king, go back and feed your horse!"
Guo Dongfeng shrunk his neck, obediently withdrew from the tent, and soon lifted the curtain and poked his head out, and asked curiously: "General, dare to ask where the old man Cao Changqing, Zhou Song, Pei Hongzhi and others are now?"
Lu Shengxiang continued to stare at the map, but a middle-aged general from the Chunxue Tower in Guangling laughed softly: "Cao Changqing personally stared at the Guangling army, Zhou Song and Pei Hongzhi did not approach the northern line, one guarded Huai and the other guarded the river. ”
Guo Dongfeng sighed, turned to leave, and said to himself: "It seems that Western Chu is not a Great Chu after all, and there is no courage to fight with the enemy outside the border." ”
Waiting for Guo Dongfeng to walk away, Lu Shengxiang looked up at an old man in a literary shirt who stood out slightly, and asked, "The horses on the northern line of Guangling Road are flowing, have you caught any clues on Zhao Gou's side?"
The old man said helplessly: "It's difficult." Before the war started, more than forty spies on the court's side died, plus more than twenty people who had rebelled against the water before, generals, this is not a good sign. ”
Lu Shengxiang snorted, waved his hand and signaled everyone to retreat, the military squire who led the general glanced at the military report, and the top roughly explained some reasons for sending troops to the south, the wording was gorgeous, the writing was exquisite, and the writing was brilliant, naturally it would not be something that Yang Shenxing, a big old man, could write, Lu Shengxiang knew with his ass that the Dao was written by a certain prince who was familiar with military books, "Although the south of Gyeonggi is 'Zhongzhou under heaven'," The stone of hegemony', but it is unbearable, it must be guarded abroad, and the cause of the fall of the Southern Tang Dynasty cannot be ignored. ”
Lu Shengxiang said softly: "It's on paper, fuck your mother." ”
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In the autumn of the first year of auspicious charm, it was summer. The heat is gone, and the weather is getting colder.
Finally, there was a sense of autumn and coolness, which made the nearly 1,000 new soldiers who hurriedly enlisted in the middle of the summer feel relieved, and their sick looks were swept away, and suddenly the dragon spirit and tiger were a little fierce. Especially when the army crossed Qinshuijin in the south, most of these young people riding high-headed horses did not care about crossing the river formation, and they put on bright armor one after another, and galloped on the north bank of the river to compete in riding. In fact, not long after these people joined the army, many people had the idea of returning to the capital to enjoy happiness, because the military camp was so smelly, it was simply a pigsty, and it was not easy to take a bath. This is far from the beautiful original intention of the two armies in their minds to fight against each other and kill the enemy, if it weren't for the elders in the family to talk badly, and at the same time continue to send a large number of prohibited items through the relationship, so that the descendants of these public generals will pinch their noses with stinky faces and continue to stay in the veteran Yang Shenxing's army to suffer. This grew at the feet of the Son of Heaven more than 1,000 "related households", almost all of them carried personal guards and subordinates, which made the general of Anguo under the command of an extra 3,000 "elite horses" out of thin air, when the army went south, more than a dozen leading figures of the son of the brother family went to Yang Shenxing to ask for help, to be a pioneer. The old general smiled and said a lot of excuses, and swore that the three thousand horsemen were his killer weapon, and a good knife should be used on the blade.
Yang Shenxing, who was burly and did not see old age, stood on the south bank with one hand on the knife, and Yang Huchen, the eldest son of Yang Huchen, who had followed his father for more than 20 years, looked at the young people who were riding horses and whips, and said softly: "Dad, I don't know which descendant said that when the army crosses the river, beware of enemy attacks, so they have to help the rangers escort them." Don't these kids know about the scouts in the road? In this way, there is no use for anything other than disrupting the formation and delaying the crossing of the river. There was even the second son of the Marquis of Guan Nei, who asked me if I could allow him to single-handedly challenge the enemy general when the two armies were fighting, what kind of thing is this, and I don't know what kind of bullshit romance novel Lu Dao read. Moreover, Zhen Tingbo's eldest son raised objections, saying that our march of fifty miles a day was too slow, and he also used the analogy of a turtle crawling, saying that in the Spring and Autumn War, those light horsemen for three hundred miles a day and a night were common. Alas, I really can't reason with them. Dad, these three thousand of them look majestic, but in fact, there are more than enough successes and more failures. ”
The white-haired Yang Shenxing was extremely powerful, and said: "I know it in my heart! Huchen, you must not show the slightest dissatisfaction in the future. ”
Yang Huchen smiled bitterly and was silent.
Yang Shenxing gathered her stereotyped face, and said earnestly: "Gu Jiantang is in charge of the military and politics on the eastern front, and there is a young man surnamed Xu in Beiliang on the western front. Most of the young people on the North Shore want to call you uncle and uncle, but these cubs, don't listen to their mouths of being enthusiastic and courteous, they are the most cold-hearted and difficult to serve. You must not do bad things with good intentions, causing us to give them military merits, and let them not appreciate it and not think about the good of our Yang family. ”
Yang Huchen nodded dullly.
Yang Shenxing patted the shoulder of this son who had high hopes, and said with a smile: "Not to mention anything else, if it weren't for the operation of these young people's parents, we wouldn't be able to get those five thousand good horses. And this grandson is much more sleek than you, and he has begun to call many children in the capital who were not familiar with him before, which is a great thing. ”
Yang Huchen finally had a smile.
Yang Shenxing sighed softly: "The tiger has been in the cage for a long time, and it is inevitable that he will have to put away his paws, and not everyone can leave the cage." If you look at Xu Gong, the Longxiang general of the Gumu Xu clan, you missed this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Although you are still one rank below him now, it will be difficult to say in the future. ”
Yang Huchen nodded.
Yang Shenxing took off his saber, turned around and pointed to the guide, "Dad can see the old antiques of Western Chu, like Pei Hongzhi of Pei Valve, as well as Zhou Song and Zhu Yinliang, according to secret reports, they are still trapped and stranded in the central and southern parts of Guangling Road, Cao Changqing is even more likely to confront Zhao Yi, as long as we fight to the military town and grab the work at hand, even if we win steadily, whether we advance or retreat, the court can have a lot of room for maneuver." As for the criticism of the military department, the enemy can withstand the spitting of many temple bigwigs behind the soldiers of those princes and princes on the north bank? As for Lu Shengxiang, forget it, a soldier from Chunxue Lou is not worth mentioning. The only small variable is whether someone in the Qingyang Basin will eat the bear's heart and leopard gall and come to intercept it. ”
Yang Huchen smiled, "It's good to come, Wen Qi's kid is holding his breath, our Yang family will not rely on me in the future, we have to rely on him, a Confucian general." ”
After Yang Shenxing nodded, she suddenly sneered: "Cao Changqing is a Confucian general, but unfortunately his life is not good." ”
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Guangling North Line is an important town, hustle and bustle.
Han Penglai, the guard general who first rebelled against Liyang and then against Xichu, died violently, and after his head was cut off, he rested on the priceless red sandalwood bookcase.
Those who died with him, in addition to his henchmen, also included Zhao Gou's six senior spies and more than 300 members of a Jianghu sect.
The new owner of this general's mansion has just become a handsome son, known as a romantic and elegant name on Guangling Road, and the eldest grandson of Pei, one of the top ten wealthy lords in the Spring and Autumn Period in the past, Pei Sui.
Pei Sui asked people to take away the dead head, and began to take over the affairs of the military town in an orderly manner, without the strangeness of the newly occupied magpie's nest at all, and he was extremely skilled in military affairs here.
Pei Sui clenched the pen and said in a deep voice: "It's up to Xie Xichen to you." We are in this battle, but the whole world is staring, 40,000 Jinan veterans, we must eat them all!"