Chapter 347: General Chengda, Well No. 8

Zhao Yun led the army to the No. 8 well, and Lao Cui reported on the process of taking the No. 8 well. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

It turned out that when Lao Cui's 50,000 chasseurs rushed to the vicinity of Well No. 8, the scouts who had fought at the front station came to report that the walls of Well No. 8, which had been burned black, were now empty.

Lao Cui didn't know if it was a trick by the Kuxian Hu people, he didn't dare to urge most of them to get too close, there were still five miles away from the No. 8 well, he let the troops rest in place, and sent a herald to the city gate to shout.

Before Lao Cui came to Well No. 8, more than 60,000 captives who surrendered to Kuxianhu and 30,000 Kuxianhu infantry who supervised them had just fought hard, a small part of the captives guarded the four city gates, and the rest were busy hunting and killing Kuxianhu soldiers hiding in the houses everywhere in the fortress.

As a prisoner these days, these 60,000 Heavenly Court prisoners can be regarded as suffering a lot of humiliation, Ankun not only mixed all the captives into the Kuxian Hu army, but also changed all the troops, originally cavalry, now have to listen to the infantrymen who usually look down on the call to change, but these can still be endured.

The greatest pressure came from the people of Well No. 8, and when they saw this group of soft bones who trampled on the Heavenly Court uniforms under their feet and swore allegiance to the Great Creator of the Bitter Immortal Margin, their eyes of disdain cut at them like knives. Walking on the street, I don't know when or from which direction, rotten vegetables and fruits will fly and smash them on their heads, and even a few captives will be drenched in a bucket of urine by the people.

When he went out early this morning, he sat on the most luxurious stage of Well No. 8, and on a whim ordered all the captive soldiers to learn the standard Kuxian Hu new military salute. He sat on a Taishi chair and closed his eyes to take a nap under the warm autumn sun.

This is understandable, since you are someone else's soldier, you have to implement someone else's set. At first, it was very smooth, most people practiced five or six times, and they were proficient in such a simple action as standing upright and touching the corner of the right eyebrow with the palm of the hand.

But there was one captive soldier who no matter how the sentry commander corrected him, his palms were always tense and not straight, it was so funny that he saluted, like a monkey stealing a peach and hiding, and the veterans around him suddenly burst into laughter.

"You're a pig? I've taught you so many times, did you mean it? The sentry commander who taught him finally lost his patience and began to curse uncleanly.

In fact, this soldier really didn't mean it, his right hand was injured in battle, and after the tendon was cut by a knife, the recovery was not ideal, and after the wound was healed, the tendon atrophied so badly that he could straighten it with force, and when he let go, it became like a chicken claw.

"My hand has been injured ......"

Without waiting for the captive to finish explaining, the sentry commander said sternly: "From now on, you will do one non-standard and run two laps of the cattle and horse market." ā€

In this way, the captive ran four laps, and when he saw that it was time for breakfast, the sentry commander slapped the captive to the ground in a fit of rage after the captive had failed to do his job again.

The moment he fell to the ground, he kicked the sentry commander in the crotch of his pants, and when the sentry chief bent down in pain, the captive quickly stood up from a carp on the ground and pulled out the sentry's oxtail knife......

"Damn, Lao Tzu is no longer alive. ā€

With a swing of the sword, the sentry's head fell to the ground, and since the killing had already begun, the captive held a bloody oxtail knife and slashed at the head of the Kuxianhu soldiers who were watching his jokes around him.

"The captives rioted, and the captives of the heavenly court rebelled......" The Kuxianhu soldiers, who had suffered a sudden change, didn't have time to draw their sabers and ran around. More than 100 of Yang Lin's guards on the stage noticed the abnormal movement, drew their knives, jumped off the stage, and cut down no less than 100 prisoners indiscriminately.

The captives, who had long been deeply ashamed of being prisoners, did not need to be organized, and they all used weapons and cut down with the bitter immortal soldiers. 60,000 against 30,000, soon the victory or defeat in the cattle and horse market was clear, and Yang Lin escaped from the No. 8 well in embarrassment surrounded by the guards.

Besides, Lao Cui's herald came to the city-

"Listen to the bitter immortal waste, now that the army of Heavenly Court is coming to the city, the acquaintance will quickly open the city gate, otherwise, if you attack the fortress, it will make you look good. ā€

After a while, several thousand heads appeared on the wall, and a large man asked under the wall:

"Hey, whose troops are you?"

When the herald saw the people on the city wall, who were not wearing armor, he said that they were ordinary people, but they were clearly armed with weapons in their hands. He was a little confused, and many people said that Well No. 8 had been captured by the Kuxian Army? Could it be that they had given up Well No. 8 on their own?

"We are the guerrilla regiment of the Heavenly Court West Road...... What part are you from?"

During the firefight, tens of thousands of bitter Xianhu soldiers ran out of the No. 8 well, and the overwhelming army in the distance did not know if it was the rescue soldiers they had moved? The captives on the city wall could not make up their minds for a while.

"You wait, I'll call our sword lieutenant to ......"

After a while, the two lieutenants who organized this rush operation, Kitchen Knife and Fierce Shrimp, came to the city wall.

"Call your general. ā€

Lao Cui came to the base single-handedly and said loudly: "If you want to fight or surrender, come and have a happy sentence." ā€

"General, didn't your General Zhao Yun come?"

This time, Zhao Yun led his troops to conquer seven sweet water fortresses with heavy troops in a row, and everyone thought that he was the supreme military commander of this operation.

The kitchen knife and the prawn saw that there was a fresh face under the base, and they naturally didn't dare to open the door easily without asking clearly.

"If you want to take a mere No. 8 fortification, why do you need our Vice General Zhao to do it himself, you can quickly open the door and surrender, otherwise I will order the attack on the fortification. ā€

Lao Cui made a gesture of beating a horse and leaving, and the kitchen knife on the city wall hurriedly said: "General, we were originally the guard troops of the Heavenly Court stationed in the No. 8 well fortress. Kuxian Hu is a lot of tricks, I have to guard against it, I am a third-class deputy general, may I ask who you are?"

"I am a subordinate of Deputy General Zhao Yun of Heavenly Court, and I am an old acquaintance with your General Chengda, so you can quickly call him over and see him. ā€

"General Cui, General Cheng said that he lost the battle and refused to see anyone......"

Lao Cui saw that this guy who claimed to be a third-class deputy general was still doubting his identity, so he took out a small cloth bag from his waist and threw it vigorously on the city wall, "This is my general's seal...... Lao Cheng refused to see me, you asked my brother and daughter-in-law to cry flowers on the city wall, she knew me. ā€

As soon as the kitchen knife heard the name of the flower, he didn't even check the seal, so he ordered Lao Cui and them to be welcomed into the No. 8 well.

The more than 10,000 bitter Xianhu soldiers who were still stranded in the No. 8 well fortress saw the main force of the Heavenly Court, put down their weapons and walked out of the private house, and they also became prisoners.

Lao Cui went to visit General Cheng Feng, who had just been rescued from prison, and was pushed out of the door by Cheng Feng, who was ashamed, only to hear him howl: "What a shame! Not to mention the defeat in the war, more than 60,000 of his subordinates have been taken prisoner, what face do I have to live in this world." ā€

Until Zhao Yun arrived at the No. 8 well, he sent someone to call Cheng Feng, Cheng Feng asked a few soldiers to tie himself tightly, and even let Tihua take a hemp rope and put it around his neck, so that she could lead it all the way.

After Cheng Feng saw Zhao Yun, he knelt on the ground and said nothing, a large piece of blood oozed from the wound on his freshly bandaged thigh, and the pain made him feel as if he had just been fished out of the water. Instead, he said after a generous salute: "Fu Chengfeng, this time I lost the battle, please punish General Zhao severely." ā€

Zhao Yun quickly stood up from his seat.

"I'm just a lieutenant general now, but I can't afford to be a general, please hurry up!"

"Vice General Zhao, you are polite, you are always the god of war, everyone in the Heavenly Court Army knows that I am a general of a defeated army, and I am no longer a general. ā€

Zhao Yun saw the rope around Cheng Feng's neck, and he was angry and funny, "General Cheng, you let your wife lead you to see the deputy general, aren't you afraid of everyone's jokes?"

"Vice General Zhao, I asked my wife to come with me, just wait for me to die and atone for my sins, and let her drag my body to the mass grave with this rope to bury ......"

Zhao Yun saw that this Cheng Feng was really sincere, and said with a stiff face: "General Cheng, it stands to reason that your military rank is higher than mine, and I have no right to punish you." But this time, General Tang handed over the power of the army to his subordinates. You lost the No. 8 fortress, and military law cannot be bullied. Say it yourself! How do you want to die?"

"I can die no matter what, I will never frown. Cheng Feng replied briskly.

"Chengfeng, you are dead, what should you do with your beautiful wife?" Zhao Yun asked with a smile.

"When I die, I will marry again with my wife......"

Crying Hua suddenly cried, interrupting Cheng Feng's words, only to hear her cry and say: "Vice General Zhao, this time Cheng Feng lost the battle, he really deserved to die, but now that the Kuxian Hu army is pressing, for the sake of how much strength he still has, I implore Vice General Zhao to send him a small soldier's armor and let him die on the battlefield...... Woo...... If Vice General Zhao does not allow it, I am willing to die with my husband...... Woohoo......"

"It's rare! General Cheng, you marry a good wife......" Zhao Yun glanced at the generals who were all in the hall and said, "You all talk about it! What should I do with General Cheng?"

Dozens of generals all knelt down, and Lao Cui took the lead in saying: "Vice General Zhao, this time the Kuxian Hu army is fierce, General Cheng's 200,000 is not easy to deal with more than one million Kuxian Hu army equipped with new artillery, General Cheng did not surrender to the Kuxian Hu people until he was wounded and captured, for the sake of his loyalty to the heavenly court, spare him!"

Ya Rui also said: "The No. 8 fortress lost by General Cheng has been recaptured by his headquarters today, and tomorrow I am willing to launch a strong attack on the Kuxian Hu army with General Cheng Da to help him recapture Silver Beach." I implore Vice General Zhao to give General Cheng a chance to make meritorious service and atone for his crimes. ā€

More than a dozen generals begged for mercy for Cheng Feng, Zhao Yun coughed and said: "Cheng Feng, you heard clearly, your sins cannot be atonemented by death, for the sake of your wife and generals interceding for you, I will spare you today, and I will give you 50,000 heavy cavalry tomorrow, whether you can turn over depends on yourself." ā€

"Thank you, Vice Admiral Zhao. She laughed and took off the hemp rope from her husband's neck and untied the rope from his body.

"Vice General Zhao......" The big yak was so excited that he couldn't speak for a long time.

Crying Hua bowed to every general who interceded for the big yak one by one, "After this battle, I invite you to my house to drink." ā€

"Tonight, we must beware of the sneak attack of the Kuxian Hu Army, and how to fight this battle tomorrow, everyone will discuss it!" As soon as Zhao Yun spoke, the lobby fell silent. Knowing that the men were going to discuss something, she quickly withdrew.

As soon as the flowers came out of the official office, the vermilion official gate was quickly closed, and all the people at the door were scattered.

In the middle of the night, a dark shadow flew up the wall of Well No. 8. (To be continued.) )