serious man in the red chamber

Chapter 163 Just Want to Live
Che Bibi, Ma Xiaoxiao, pedestrian bows and arrows each at his waist.

The sky is green and the fields are vast.

The drizzle was drizzling, and the grassland at the fifth watch was quiet.

Thousands of tents are scattered on the river beach and the vast grassland.

A large group of cavalry appeared on the other side of the grassland, advancing slowly.

On a high ground, the general of the Pioneer Battalion was sitting on a horse, holding a single-lens telescope in his hand and was facing the Mongolian camp, paying attention to the situation there.

Two miles, one and a half miles, one mile!Slowly, it entered the optimal distance for cavalry charge.

The generals of the Pioneer Battalion raised their hands and said, "Attack!"

Behind him, a messenger holding a red flag waved the flag.

Thousands of cavalry suddenly mobilized and outflanked the Mongol camp from both sides of the river beach.

The earth-shattering sound of horseshoes alarmed the sleeping Mongolians. Many people rushed out of the camp in a panic without even putting on their clothes.

Some people have sharp eyes: "Han people, they are Han people! Run away!"

No one expected that the Han cavalry would suddenly appear less than a hundred miles away from Guihua City. All the Mongols were frightened by the sudden attack and turned around to flee to the rear.

Niu Ben, the second son of Niu Jizong, ran wildly at the forefront of the cavalry on the left with a knife!Countless cavalry rushed into the Mongol camp behind him.

Niu Ben swung his saber and slashed at a Mongolian.

A stream of blood spurted out.

The cavalry on the right poured into the Mongol camp like an overwhelming sea.

Niu Ben waved his hand and dropped the knife like a madman, slashing left and right. Wherever he went, people's heads rolled to the ground, and blood flowed like a river!
The general of the Pioneer Battalion saw these through the binoculars, and nodded with a satisfied smile.

At first he thought he was a related household who came to gilt, but he didn't expect to be a fierce general. In less than five days, he was promoted from chief executive to thousand chief officer. If this continues, this kid will soon be on an equal footing with himself.

The Mongols were cut down one by one, and there were fewer and fewer Mongols in the camp.

Only then did Niu Ben regain his senses, and hurriedly yelled: "Damn it, don't kill it! Don't kill it! Take it alive! Take it alive!" After speaking, he waved his lasso and chased after the fleeing Mongols.

The cavalry of the Yongwei Battalion in the surrounding area also began to arrest the fleeing Mongols.

Whoosh, the lasso flew out.

Several Mongolians were tied around their necks and dragged to the ground.

Niu Ben reined in the reins violently, and swept across the captured Mongols, without heads and nobles.

Immediately afterwards, more and more Mongolians were dragged to the front, all of them were herdsmen, and Niu Ben showed disappointment in his eyes.

"Caught!"

"Caught!"

Amidst the noise, a cavalry galloped forward, dragging a Mongolian in a brocade robe behind him.

Niu Ben's eyes lit up, this is definitely a Mongolian nobleman!
At this time, a chief officer of Qian came up on horseback, looked at the old Mongolian man covered in mud and water, and said to Niu Ben: "If you can ask important information, you will become my superior."

As he spoke, he sighed, "God is not open."

"I will cover you from now on!"

Niu Ben slapped his chest.

Mr. Qian smiled: "Okay, let's withdraw quickly." Then he said to Mr. Ba behind him: "Burn it."

With an order, first the left side of the camp burst into flames, and then everywhere!

Soon, the Mongol camp was engulfed in flames!
Two hours later, the guard general of Jinzhou led a group of soldiers of the Eight Banners to arrive here. Looking at the corpses of the Mongols all over the ground and the camp that had been burned into ruins, he was silent. This is the letter of war from the Han people, and he waved his hand, "Retreat!"

More than [-] troops from Datongwei, Xuanfu Town, and Yongwei Battalion are all over the grassland around the Helinger ruins.

Today is the fifth day of May, the Dragon Boat Festival.

It is natural to eat zongzi during the Dragon Boat Festival. At this time, the camp is filled with the smell of zongzi. The soldiers lined up and stretched their necks to look at the steaming cauldron.

Yesterday afternoon, Jia Lian sent someone to Yongweiying to bring 20 stones of grain and grass, and [-] zongzi. There are not only sweet zongzi filled with candied dates, jujubes, and bean paste, but also salty zongzi. The fillings are pickled. pork belly.

Inside the big tent of the Chinese army

Jia Hu sat on the stool in front of the low table, and put a plate of zongzi on the low table. After eating the zongzi in his hand, he picked up the tea bowl and said to everyone, "I'll toast everyone with tea instead of wine. Please!"

Everyone hurriedly put down the zongzi in their hands, picked up the tea bowls, and said in unison: "Thank you, Marshal!"

Eunuch Zhao swallowed the zongzi in his mouth, and said with a chuckle: "It's still caring. Look at these zongzi, they are just the food of ordinary people. But the miscellaneous family thinks that they are not much worse than those made by the imperial dining room in the palace. They are delicious!"
How can the officials and gentlemen in the imperial court remember us, only their own people love their own people.Commander-in-Chief, listen, how happy the soldiers are, the morale of the army has suddenly increased a lot.For this point, the miscellaneous family must give credit to Master Lian. "

Liu Kun, Xie Qiong and others shouted:
"Please credit, please credit!"

"If the Manchu Tartars were in front of us, they would have been torn to pieces by the big guys!"

"That's right, the soldiers ate the zongzi, as if they had taken a tonic, and they screamed one by one!"

Jia Hu smiled, and picked up another zongzi. He didn't expect that Jia Lian would send zongzi to the army. There were still 20 zongzi. He heard from Jia Lian's servant that in order to let the army eat zongzi, he began to prepare them in late April. Well, first they sent people to buy glutinous rice, zongzi leaves and various fillings, and then they ordered people to transport a large amount of ice cubes from the capital, chilled the cooked zongzi with ice cubes, and sent them to Daying.

Apart from lust, Jia Lian has many advantages.

While eating rice dumplings, he analyzed the situation on the grassland. Although the cavalry from the Yongwei Battalion arrived in time, the Datong Guards still failed to rescue Suiyuan City. The enemy was so powerful that Zhao Yi had to withdraw his troops.

It's been almost a month, and most of Suiyuan City has fallen.

For this battle, Jia Hu had already thought about it on the way here, and he was waiting for the Manchus in Helinger, 130 miles away, and the cavalry would arrive tomorrow.

After the last disastrous defeat, the Manchus would not give themselves every opportunity to defeat them. In this battle, there will be no tricks and surprise soldiers, only a frontal fight. It depends on who can stand up to it!

This battle is doomed to be tragic, and whoever can't bear it will lose and go bankrupt.

Jia Hu also realized it after arriving in Datong. However, compared to the so-called rebels who were massacred by Wang Ziteng and others, Jia Hu was more willing to fight the Manchus.

Similarly, this war will not last long, perhaps the winner can be decided within a day!

At this moment, Lin San's voice came from outside the big tent: "Commander, the Vanguard Battalion is back!"

Jia Hu sat up straight: "Come in."

The big tent suddenly fell silent, and everyone looked out together.

The general of the Pioneer Battalion walked in: "The last general will see the commander in chief!"

Jia Hu: "How?"

Pioneer Battalion General: "Go back to Commander, and we have captured the leader of the Tumote Department."

A cold light flashed in Jia Hu's eyes: "Bring it in."

"promise!"

The general of the Pioneer Battalion walked to the big tent and waved outside. Niu Ben pushed an old Mongolian man covered in mud and in a mess.

"Your Majesty!"

Niu Ben kicked him in the crook of the leg, and the old man immediately screamed and fell to his knees.

"Meet the commander in humble rank!"

Niu Ben stepped forward to salute.

Jia Hu nodded with a smile. Originally, he was arranged to go to the Firearms Camp, but on the way, he found that he was better at riding and fighting, and his strength was not weak.

"Thank you for your hard work. Today is the Dragon Boat Festival, so take a good rest for half a day."

"promise!"

Jia Hu then said to the general of the Pioneer Battalion: "A few jars of wine were brought in yesterday, but the big guys didn't even bother to drink them. I reserved them for you guys. Go ahead."

The general of the Pioneer Battalion was excited, "Thank you, Commander!"

Jia Hu waved his hand: "Go."

Looking at his back, Xie Qiong smacked his lips with envy.

The leader of Tumed who was still kneeling there secretly glanced at Jia Hu.

Jia Hu's gaze was like two cold rays also directed at him!

Chief Tumed shuddered.

Jia Hu began to speak: "At the beginning, your Tumed tribe was annexed by the Chahar people, and the people were reduced to slaves. It was the Great Zhou Dynasty that gave you a new life, made you a new human being, and left you with sufficient food and resources. Cattle and sheep, is this how you repay your benefactors?!"

The leader of the Tumed tribe turned pale. After a while, he mustered up his courage and replied, "We just want to live."

Xie Qiong patted the short one: "Then you will betray the court?"

"We don't want to either. However, whether it is the Manchus or you Han people, we Mongols can't afford to provoke us. The Manchus will kill us, and you Han people will still kill us. I thought it would be safe and sound. We live in the land, and who would have thought that the Manchus would come again. Because someone from our tribe built a city for you Han people, and shot and killed an Eight Banners soldier in the battle of defending the city, they killed two hundred of us young and strong.

It’s only been more than half a month, and you Han people are here again.”

As he spoke, he slumped on the ground, and suddenly laughed like a maniac, laughing and crying again, and said while crying: "The last members of my Tumed tribe all died at the hands of you Han people, all are gone. No more, the Tumot tribe is exterminated.”

Jia Hu's eyebrows trembled slightly.

All the generals were startled, only his miserable crying was left in the big tent.

"All right!"

Jia Hu pressed his palm on the short table and examined him, "Want to take revenge?"

After hearing this, the leader of the Tumote Department was stunned for a while, then shook his head.

Jia Hu: "Why?"

"It's meaningless. Maybe some people escaped, but without the protection of the tribe, they either became slaves of other tribes, or starved to death on the prairie."

Leader Tumed's voice was also hoarse, "Actually, I hate the Manchus even more. If it wasn't for them, we wouldn't have ended up like this. It was they who drove the Mongols to a dead end."

As he spoke, he raised his head and looked at Jia Hu, "The Manchus not only forcibly conscripted the Mongols, but also many Raksha ghosts. Guihua City was attacked by the Raksha ghosts with artillery. By the way, Suiyuan City did not It was broken by the Manchus!"

Jia Hu's eyes flashed: "Did it not break through? Or did the Manchus surround and not attack?!"

"The Manchus also tried to attack the city, but the casualties were not small, so they stopped attacking."

At this point, he laughed again, "It seems that you Han people are not monolithic. I have seen many Han people haunt the camps of the Manchus."

First eunuch Zhao, and then the other generals, all of them changed their expressions.

Jia Hu narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at him with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Do me a favor." After speaking, he picked up a blank piece of paper next to the low table, and began to write on it.

With the stroke of the pen, a word "war" appeared on the paper.

Then, Jia Hu picked up the piece of paper, held it in the air, blew on the ink, and said, "Help me take this word to the young master of the Manchus."

Eunuch Zhao, Liu Kun, Xie Qiong and others stared at the piece of paper together.

Through the light, everyone could clearly see the word "war" on the back of the paper!

Seeing him standing there in a daze, Jia Hu smiled and said, "Not interested?"

How could he have no "interest"?Only when the Han people and the Manchus were hurt by each other could he avenge his revenge, so he quickly replied, "Okay."

Seeing his quick answer, Jia Hu burst out laughing.

During the Dragon Boat Festival, the hairpin door of Puai, and the tiger charm is tied to the arm.

On this day, the whole capital is filled with festive and festive atmosphere.

However, there are dark clouds in the cabinet room.

The two official documents delivered urgently from the governor's office of Liangjiang and the governor's office of Anhui within [-] miles were placed side by side on the big case.

Chief Assistant Song Chengliang sat in front of the big case without saying a word.

Wang Hetang and Yang Gelao sat under the window without saying a word.

Song Chengliang looked away from the two official documents, and slowly reached out with one hand to touch the square white jade ruler on the desk. Suddenly, he grabbed the square ruler and slammed it on the brick floor in front of the big case!
Fragments of the town ruler splashed everywhere!

Wang Hetang and Yang Ge were taken aback.

"What's going on with Liangjiang! What are Wang Ziteng and Zhang Shangwen going to do!"

Song Chengliang had never been so angry before, his lips were trembling with anger.

Wang Hetang and Yang Ge looked at each other, and sat there with different moods.

There was a deathly silence in the room.

At this moment, the door of the duty room was pushed open, Zhao Zixun was stunned for a moment, then walked in, and took out an official document from his sleeve, "This is an official document just sent by Datong, urging for one hundred thousand shi, rice and another [-]% ammunition."

Wang Hetang was startled: "Didn't you just send [-] stones of grain and rice over there, why are you urging for it?"

Zhao Zixun: "Jia Lian said that there are unpredictable things in the sky, and the weather in May and June will change as it says. It is always right to prepare in advance."

Elder Yang Ge: "What he wants is the [-]% ammunition."

Everyone was silent.

I promised Jia Hu to replenish the [-]% of the ammunition by the end of April. I was about to ship it, but suddenly I received a six-hundred-mile express delivery from Zhongjing Hou Shiding. All his anger was vented, the Northern Sect of the Kong family was exterminated, and all the food and property fell into Shui Rong's hands.

Shui Rong used the food in his hands to recruit hundreds of thousands of victims, broke through the Governor's Yamen and the General Military Office, obtained weapons and equipment from the arsenal, and armed tens of thousands of victims. Dong, besieged Huai'an on the 21th, and was defeated by the Beijing camp that arrived in time.

On April 26, the Beijing camp counterattacked Andong. The two sides invested a total of more than [-] people in Andong. From the early morning to the afternoon, the refugees fought more and more. Finally, the Beijing camp had to retreat to Huai'an to rest. Shi Ding reported in the military newspaper As mentioned in the book, Shui Rong had at least ten thousand self-generating firecrackers in his hands, and the ammunition was sufficient, which caused great casualties to Beijing Construction.

In addition, the ammunition produced by the Jinling Manufacturing Bureau was substandard.

There is no other way but to replenish this batch of ammunition to the Beijing camp first.

Sitting there in silence for a while, Song Chengliang picked up a pen and began to write. After finishing writing, he took out the large seal in the printing box, printed it heavily in the cinnabar ink pad box, and then printed it on the lower left side of the ink pad. It was completely covered.

"Old Yang Ge."

Song Chengliang handed over the ink note with the big seal of the cabinet: "Immediately send it to General Yuehai, and ask him to trade with the Xiyi people as soon as possible!"

"I understand." Old Yang Ge took the ink note and hurried out.

Song Chengliang said to Zhao Zixun again: "Immediately allocate [-] shi of grain and rice to Datong, and also tell Jia Lian that there is a car from the Military Weapons Bureau to send another car, and let him tell Jia Hu that the ammunition will not be missing for him."

"Yes." Zhao Zixun had no choice but to walk out.

Hearing the sound of footsteps going away outside, Song Chengliang glanced at Wang Hetang and asked, "Wang Ziteng is killing people everywhere in Anhui, and Zhang Shangwen doesn't allocate relief food to Anhui. Tell me, what's going on?!"

Wang Hetang smiled wryly and shook his head: "I don't know either, His Majesty probably doesn't know yet."

"The north and the south are at war. I really don't understand why there is such a fight at this time. Even a strong family can't stand such a toss!"

Song Chengliang stood up, picked up the two official documents, "Go, go to the study."

It was already dark.

Datong General Military Mansion

study
Zhao Yi, Uncle Zhongqin, General Soldier of Datong, was sitting in front of the desk, staring at a letter in front of him in a daze.

The lieutenant came in hastily, seeing Zhao Yi in a daze, stepped forward and asked softly, "Marshal, what's the big deal for calling the humble officer in such a hurry?"

Zhao Yi didn't speak, but pushed the letter on the desk over.

The lieutenant held his hands together, looked at him, was startled for a while, and then said: "Although Master Jia is the minister of the Ministry of War, he has no right to mobilize soldiers and horses in border towns. Besides, this is a private letter, which is not in compliance with the rules. If the court pursues it, it will be a felony." !"

Zhao Yi waved his hand: "Let's not talk about that first, let me ask you, what do you think the Yongwei Battalion's chances of winning are?"

After a while of silence, the lieutenant general said: "There should be a [-]% chance of winning."

Zhao Yi: "What if we send troops?"

Lieutenant General: "At least Ninetowns has a chance of winning!"

Zhao Yi nodded, and asked again: "Is there still [-]% left?"

Lieutenant General: "The remaining [-]% is not determined by man, but by God."

"For God's sake!"

Zhao Yi's face became gloomy, he stood up and walked to the window, looked at the night sky in the distance, and murmured: "People have countless calculations, but they can't count the sky after all."

(End of this chapter)