As a assassin, Cao Hui can understand the thoughts of these people. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 In all the counties under the rule of Anzhou, including the state capital, almost everyone has a blood feud with the Yue barbarians. This hatred cannot be dissolved at all, and can only be washed away with blood.

The shouts of several people soon turned into a tsunami-like assembly. Tens of thousands of people knelt down on both sides of the cliff in Hanyugu, including even officials of Anzhou.

In the valley, the wails of the Yue people before their tragic deaths were constantly heard, mixed with the voices of the people shouting and grateful, and turned into a noisy and chaotic, but human and emotional existence.

Cao Hui wiped a handful of fire ash from his face, resisted the desire to cry, took a deep breath, turned around, bowed to Yang Tianhong, who was standing not far behind him, and said gratefully: "On behalf of the people of Anzhou, I thank General Pingnan here." ”

This salute is of great significance. You must know that Cao Hui is a civil official, although General Assassin Shi and General Pingnan are both third-grade officers, but the former is a third-grade officer, and the latter is only a third-grade general, and he is also a military general. With the Chu State's habit of emphasizing literature over military force, Cao Hui's move can be described as putting the cart before the horse.

When you really admire someone, you often forget the identity and status of both parties. Cao Hui is like this at the moment. Don't say it's Yang Tianhong, even if anyone can help him solve the Yue barbarians who have entered the Kou, Cao Hui will still bow down to him regardless of his status.

Yang Tianhong wiped a handful of sweat, smiled lightly and waved his hand: "Lord Cao, the climate here is hot, and the flames in the valley are difficult to disperse for a while, so let's order the people to leave." It was so hot here that the fire would kill people, and the general would have ordered the entire army to retreat. ”

Cao Hui was a little surprised, he turned around, glanced at the burning Hanyu Valley, and asked puzzledly, "If you leave here." Wouldn't the Yue barbarians have a chance to escape?"

"As long as you go in, no one can get out. ”

Yang Tianhong shook his head, looked into Cao Hui's eyes, and said seriously: "The Yue people are brutal by nature, if they are let go, they will come back next year." Ben didn't intend to have a prisoner in the first place. These are the more people. If you kill it, you will kill it, but it is just the slaughter of tens of millions of cattle and sheep. If they had a little conscience, they should have understood that there would be the word "retribution" when they slaughtered the people of our Chu State. ”

Cao Hui is not an ordinary person. If you are a person with a weak character, you will not serve as a thorn in a place like Anju for many years. Despite this, when he heard Yang Tianhong's cruel words, Cao Hui still felt that his eyelids jumped uncontrollably. He turned his head again and looked behind him at the raging flames rising from the bottom of the valley, at the corpses of the Yue tribe that had been burned in the flames and were flowing with hot human oil. Under the pressure of fierce and excited thinking, he asked seriously: "According to the general's will, burn them?"

Yang Tianhong smiled, nodded, and replied equally seriously: "Burn them, not one will be left!"

......

How long did the fire last in the Valley of the Fish?

Maybe three days?

Or four days?

According to Cao Hui's order, the Anzhou garrison was dispersed into small teams to patrol and guard around Hanyu Valley. It's been a week. The garrison and the local population were able to enter the valley where the flames had been extinguished and cooled down.

It had turned black. According to those who were present at the time. The bottom of the valley was littered with the corpses of the Yue people, who had been burned to the point where they could not be identified. Between the charred and stinking carbonized corpses, a thick layer of ashes was mixed in. The swords, guns, and weapons of the Yue people have long been unusable, and the entire valley is filled with the smell of choking fireworks. The rocks on both sides of the cliffs were burned to cracks, and the plants and trees were gone, and not even a living creature such as insects could be seen. If there really is hell in the world. Then the valley of fish after the fire is the best realistic version.

The Xuanhuo Army returned to Anzhou to rest for a day, and immediately left the city, and in half a month, swept through all the surrounding prefectures and counties. Nguyen Tran Xiong is dead. The main force of the Yue people was destroyed, although there were still tens of thousands of remaining Yue people, but because of the lack of baggage and the confusion of command, they were broken by the Xuanhuo Army one by one. The final result of this period was the slaughter of as many as 6,000 Yue people and the capture of nearly 20,000.

As for how to deal with these captives, Cao Hui, the assassin of Anzhou, felt that it was very tricky. The Yue people are different from the Chu people, they cannot be naturalized as the people of the Chu State at all. Barbaric customs are definitely not something that can be easily changed in a short period of time. An indigenous tribe that has always been fond of cannibalism will not honestly accept the leadership of officials in the civilized world. Keeping these people behind would be tantamount to planting a powder keg inside Anju that could detonate at any time.

The idea of annoyance only bothered Cao Hui for more than two hours. Soon, he received a report from his officials: Yang Tianhong, the general of Pingnan, had killed all the Vietnamese prisoners of war, and 20,000 wooden poles had been erected on both sides of the entire road from outside Anzhou to the border with the Yue. At the top of each sharpened wooden pole was a bloody Yue human head.

No one bothered to ask what to do with the bodies of these Vietnamese prisoners of war. The brutal and ferocious killing shocked everyone who saw this avenue of corpses. As for the corpses that had their heads cut off...... Huang Shiren had already placed an order with Yang Tianhong, and the Zhenling Medicine Garden needed a large number of corpses to serve as fertilizer. 10,000-year-old ginseng is a great tonic elixir, cutting off the roots of the body, and of course ginseng also needs to replenish the lost part with nutrients. Coming and going, in fact, is equivalent to exchanging. It's just that when he got the 10,000-year-old ginseng root with sufficient spiritual power from Huang Shiren's hands, Yang Tianhong couldn't help but laugh dumbly, feeling that this was no different from directly using the corpse of Yue Ren to refine medicine.

Since then, all the Yue people who have entered the prison have been purged. The remnants of the Yue people fled. As for when they will re-enter the country and plunder and whether they will take large-scale revenge against Anzhou? These things are beyond Yang Tianhong's control. After all, according to normal people's thinking, sending 150,000 troops, only tens of thousands returned alive, such a heavy blow, even the state of Chu could not bear it, let alone a barbarian tribe in southern Xinjiang.

"Defeated by this, maybe the Yue people will never come. ”

At the celebration banquet of the Anzhou Mansion, Cao Hui said so.

The people of Anzhou in ecstasy made Yang Tianhong feel the terrible thing about the word "public opinion" for the first time.

As soon as the Xuanhuo Army entered the city, it was immediately looted by the people of Anzhou.

There were several Anzhou people competing with each other around each Xuanhuo soldier. They put their arms around the soldier and beckoned to take him to their homes.

"Go, go, go, go to my house. ”

"My family has already prepared hot meals and drinks. Just wait for you to come over. ”

"Go to my house for dinner, there is cooked chicken and beef, and good wine. ”

The situation is getting a little out of control. Although officers at all levels repeatedly stopped them, they could not stop the rolling enthusiasm of the people of Anzhou. In the end, even the military judges themselves had to flee. They found that the ordinary soldiers had already been snatched up by the people of Anzhou. He has also completely become the target of the rest of the people.

When he received Yang Tong's urgent report, Yang Tianhong was very surprised, opened his mouth wide, and couldn't speak for a long time.

He really didn't know how to deal with the situation.

The military law of the state of Chu is strict: those who dare to block the army from entering the city will be killed.

However, it is clear that this military law is not suitable for enforcement in such circumstances. The people of Anzhou were indeed out of gratitude, and they took out their best things to entertain the Xuanhuo soldiers.

Thorn Shi Cao Hui smiled beside him and sighed again and again: "Every time the Yue people enter the country and plunder, it is a disaster for Anzhou. For many years, only the Xuanhuo Army can win the battle. even with a mere number of 10,000 people, the 100,000 army of the Yue people was exterminated. As far as this official knows, the people of Anzhou have already set up a tablet of your immortality, the general. The will of the people cannot be reversed by any order. It's better to listen to what this official said, general, you will make an exception this time and let the Anzhou military and civilians have fun together!"

Standing on the second floor of the Thorn Mansion, looking at the bustling streets in the distance. Looking at the people of Anzhou who were surging in order to compete for the Xuanhuo officers and soldiers, Yang Tianhong's face became solemn and solemn.

He began to understand. Why did the dead father have such a high reputation among the people? Even Zhong Yuanyu, the leader of the Guiyuan Sect, would become respectful when he mentioned the hussar general.

The meaning of the existence of the armed forces is to protect the country and the people. As a general, if you can't lead the army to win the battle, you only know that you will not move forward in fear of death. If you are timid and afraid, then what kind of general can you talk about?

"Just do as Lord Cao says!"

With his back to Yang Tong, Yang Tianhong sighed and issued an order: "However, the rules in the army cannot be violated. The money, grain, rice, and noodles spent by the soldiers today were also distributed to the people in the city. Pick up according to your portion. The imperial army is self-serving, and all affairs are handled according to the rules. In addition, the military judge was asked to inform the battalions that the soldiers were to eat and drink at the people's homes immediately, but they were not allowed to stay out overnight, and they must return to the military camp at the specified time. Anyone who violates it will be punished. ”

Yang Tong was ordered to walk down the stairs.

Yang Tianhong turned around, arched his hand at Cao Hui, and said with a smile: "Lord Cao, you and I have to have a few drinks today." ”

Cao Hui laughed and said, "It should be so!"

......

The golden autumn season is the most tormenting hot season in southern Xinjiang, and it is even hotter than summer.

Bao Yong rode on his horse, anxious, and kept waving his whip to beat the soldiers of the Ruifeng battalion who were trotting on the road, and the roar in his mouth never stopped.

"You damn lazy bones, run fast for Lao Tzu, and run for me. ”

"Bastard, is your father a tortoise? ”

"Speed up and get to Anju today anyway. If anyone dares to fall behind, Lao Tzu will kill him alive with his own hands!"

According to the normal journey, it is still a day and a half away from Anzhou.

The Sharp Blade Battalion and the Ironclad Battalion hesitated on the road for a long time. Bao Yong's words are not wrong, this speed is indeed not much faster than the turtle crawling. Coming out of the capital, I walked back and forth for several months. The rice fields on the side of the road have turned from green to golden, the ears of rice and wheat have changed from straight to curved, and the two Beijing Division patrol battalions have become lazier and lazier. In the end, there was no need for the two battalion officers Bao Yong and Fu Congzhi to order them to move forward slowly, and all the soldiers regarded this combat mission as an outing.

Despite this, Fu Congzhi still felt that he was walking too fast. According to his thoughts, he should walk on this road for at least half a year or so. When the army arrived in Anzhou, at that time, the Yue barbarians must have robbed everything, killed enough people, and returned to the border, so naturally there would be no battle to fight. As long as you stay there for a while, you will get enough benefits before you can go back with a full pocket.

If you come out for a hard trip, you have to get some oil and water. It is said that Anzhou has a bumper harvest of rice and grain all year round, and it is also a beneficial position to be an official there. Fu Congzhi and Bao Yong discussed privately: this time when they arrived in Anzhou, they would not say that they would loot 3,000 taels of silver from local officials. Otherwise, it will be hot on the road for months in vain, and a layer of skin will be peeled off by the sun. This kind of suffering must be brought back no matter what.

Things have changed since yesterday.

When the army was resting at the post station in the evening, they encountered three Hongling flying horses coming from the direction of Anzhou. This is the messenger that the court of Chu is set up in various places to quickly deliver news. At the beginning, Bao Yong didn't pay attention to the three messengers who changed horses at the post station, but when the other party heard the names of the Ruifeng Battalion and the Iron Armor Battalion, the gaze in his eyes was really strange. Fortunately, Fu Congzhi's personal soldiers had a little more heart at that time, and stepped forward to ask about the situation with a smile. Only then did I learn from the messenger: Anzhou was victorious, and the Xuanhuo Army under Yang Tianhong killed as many as 100,000 Yue barbarians. Now, Anzhou is jubilant, and Cao Hui has finished writing the battle report and sent it to Beijing.

The moment he learned the news, Fu Congzhi was completely stupid.

Bao Yong felt that there was darkness in front of him, as if the sky had fallen.

The personal soldier who reported the news came up with a bad idea, saying that he would simply kill the three Red Feather Knights so that the court could not get the news. The two battalions rushed to Anzhou as soon as possible and asked Cao Hui to rewrite the ...... The pro-soldiers were whipped by the thunderous Fu Congyi on the spot, and the ghost cried wolf. Dare to kill the Red Feather Messenger? What is the difference between this ****** and rebellion?

What else can I do?

Hurry up and run all the way in the direction of Anzhou!

Officers and soldiers who are accustomed to procrastinating and roaming all the way can suddenly adapt to a forced march that has accelerated several times faster? Along the way, Bao Yong heard countless complaints, everyone was scolding his mother, and some soldiers thought they couldn't hear it, and while running out of breath, they called themselves Bao Yong, you ****, Bao Yong, you bastard, Lao Tzu is your father, Bao Yong Nyima gave birth to you for only three months, in fact, your father is a dog, and you are also a wild species who never knows who your father is......

The soldiers scolded the people. More open than the neighborhood shrew, and more vicious in words.

Bao Yong's face was gloomy at that time. Swinging a knife and cutting off the heads of four soldiers.

It is said that killing people is for Liwei, but Bao Yong is for venting his anger.

The people below couldn't understand Bao Yong's impatience at all. In fact, Fu Congzhi now feels similar to Bao Yong, and he can't wait to put on his wings and fly to Anzhou all of a sudden. Such an urgent psychology, Fu Congzhi has not experienced it for a long time. The last time, it was when the little beauty in Wanhualou was the leader. At that time, I drank a large glass of wine handed over by the old bustard, and the wine was mixed with irritating drugs. Fu Congzhi also understood after he sobered up. At that time, don't say that you look at the little beauty and want to pounce and swallow it, so she willingly empty her pocket and give all the gold and silver to the bustard. Even if he sees a sow, he will not hesitate to pounce on it, hold the sow in his arms and sleep with him as a beauty.

The red and bright patch on the horse's butt was full of blood marks. Bao Yong himself didn't know whether it was horse blood or human blood? The whip was too much, and he didn't care about it. In short, these mounds must speed up their journey. If the speed slows down, Bao Yong doesn't mind cutting off dozens of more heads.

Fu Congzhi also wanted to go faster. For the affairs of the imperial court, he knows a little more about the inside story than Bao Yong. Although he was running all the way, Fu Congzhi still tried his best to find an opportunity to discuss with Bao Yong in private.

"Old Bao, I'm afraid things are not as bad as you think. None of us saw the military report, and the post station only said that it was a great victory in Anzhou. You and I are both veterans, and we know better than anyone how much water there is in the military newspaper. ”

Fu Congzhi's lukewarm reminder made Bao Yong's brain, which was baked by anger and almost collapsed, gradually cool down.

False and exaggerated reports have always been a common trick in the military. If you kill 300 enemies, you can report killing 3,000 enemies, and if you cut off 3,000 heads, you can blow up to 30,000 cowhides in the military newspaper. Of course, there are honest people in this world who say one is one and two is two, but this definitely does not include Bao Yong and Fu Congzhi. This has always been the tradition of the Jingshi patrol battalion. If you want to calculate the authenticity of the victory and defeat figures, I am afraid that it is the border army that can do it accurately. Rao is like this, and it is still a thousand to do three thousand, and so on.

Hongling's envoy said casually at the post station at that time, "Pingnan General Yang Tianhong led the Xuanhuo Army to behead 100,000 of the Yue barbarians, and the siege of Anzhou has been lifted." ”

Fu Congzhi saw the doubts in Bao Yong's eyes, and lost no time in pouting: "Think about it, what is the concept of slashing 100,000 in a formation? When you cut down those few waste soldiers before, wouldn't you lose your strength? The steel knife will not lack a blade when it touches a bone? This person is easy to kill, but his head is not so easy to cut." Even if it is to kill a pig, the butcher has to spend a whole morning. That Yue barbarian won't honestly stand there and wait for you to kill. They have knives in their hands and legs underneath, so they can escape even if they can't beat them. His Yang Tianhong is only a mere 10,000 Xuanhuo Army, even if you add the 20,000 garrison troops under the command of Cao Tingshi of Anzhou, the total is only 30,000. What's more, Anzhou has been harassed by the Yue barbarians over the years, and the 20,000 garrison troops under Cao Hui cannot be fully established at all. The large and small counties under Anzhou must be protected, and the Yue people who enter the country are familiar with the environment and move flexibly. Have you ever seen a thorn history who would control all the garrison troops in the main city, but ignore the surrounding counties and villages? Unless, he, Cao Hui, is tired of being alive and doesn't want to be this thorn history anymore. (To be continued.) )