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Chapter 248 0245 [Liang Fangping ran away? 】

On the second day when Wang Yuan led his troops north to assist Zhang Jun, the main scouts of the Western Army spread to sixty miles, especially in the direction of Zhangqiu and Xinshi Town, and sent a large number of scouts and spies.

At the same time, under the command of Yang Weizhong, the Western Army once again launched a fierce attack on Licheng.

The intention was to capture Licheng before the decisive battle with the Qingzhou Army.

However, the two battle reports that came one after another shocked the generals of the Western Army.

Twenty thousand Western troops were ambushed, and the commander-in-chief Wang Yuan was captured. Only 200 escaped!

The Taining Army and the Taiping Army were attacked by counterattacks ten miles outside Jieshou Town. The commander of the Taining Army died in the battle, and the Forbidden Army suffered a disastrous defeat!
"Zhang Jun is in danger!"

In the main tent, Yang Weizhong's expression changed drastically and he murmured to himself.

With ten thousand Black Mountain bandits in the new town, plus the Qingzhou Army, Zhang Jun is bound to be defeated miserably.

Once Zhang Jun is defeated, the Qingzhou Army can divide its troops to Yucheng and cut off their retreat route.

At the same time, the imperial army rushing for reinforcements was also defeated, and everyone in Dongping and Xiqing mansions was in danger.

Jieshou Town, the retreat route to the south, was also blocked by the rebels.

Liang Fangping's eyes were frightened and he scolded sternly: "Yang Weizhong, it is precisely because of your stubbornness and insistence on your own way that Wang Yuan was defeated. I will definitely report it to the officials and take part in your participation!"

He was really scared now.

I thought that being appointed as the general manager of the two routes to put down the rebellion would be a gilded journey.

In fact, this was indeed the case at the beginning. Facing Gao Tuoshan and Zhang Di's generals, the Western Army was like a divine general, and countering the rebellion was as easy as chopping melons and vegetables.

All he has to do is sit back, eat, drink, have fun, and make money along the way, and the credit will automatically fall into his hands.

However, everything changed after arriving in Jinan Prefecture.

The Black Mountain bandits were strong, with more than [-] people guarding a small new town, and they actually withstood the offensive of the army from the left.

The Qingzhou Army that suddenly appeared was even more powerful, causing the Western Army to suffer repeated defeats.

"..."

Yang Weizhong remained silent and did not defend himself.

When he saw that Liang Fangping was going too far and was about to shift all the blame to Yang Weizhong alone, Han Shizhong couldn't stand it and said: "Mr. Liang, the rescue plan was jointly discussed by all the generals. Why? this?"

"presumptuous!"

Xin Xingzong shouted loudly and angrily said: "How dare Bingyilang, a mere man, speak nonsense? Do you have the right to speak in the White Tiger Hall?"

"You..."

Han Shizhong was immediately furious, with old and new hatreds welling up in his heart. He was about to speak, but Yang Weizhong stopped him: "Good ministers, please don't be presumptuous."

snort!
Han Shizhong groaned and stopped.

Yang Weizhong cupped his hands and said: "General Manager Liang, we will comment on the merits and demerits after the war is over. The current situation is not optimistic, and we need to work together to deal with the rebels."

"Ah!"

Liang Fangping sneered and said in a strange way: "With General Yang here, the Qingzhou Army is just a clown. Some rebels can be captured easily, so why do I need to wait!"

After saying that, Liang Fangping flicked his sleeves and strode out of the military tent.

Xin Xingzong glared at Han Shizhong with a sinister look and followed quickly.

"Ugh!"

Yang Weizhong sighed, with a bitter look on his face.

These chamberlains really succeed more than they fail.

Tong Guan was like this, and so was Liang Fangping.

The war is urgent. As a coach, he doesn't think about how to retreat from the enemy, but he intrigues and shirks his responsibility.

Han Shizhong asked: "Du Tong, what should we do now?"

"Just take it one step at a time." Yang Weizhong shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Han Shizhong glanced outside the tent and lowered his voice: "General Manager Liang will definitely not give up. Please be careful."

Yang Weizhong said indifferently: "I am just a military officer now. No matter how bad I am, how bad can I be."

Participated in the Battle of Pingxia City, invented the fortress tactic, blocked Xixia at the door of the house, reversed the situation in the northwest, and suppressed the rebels many times.

It's so ridiculous that with such meritorious service, he is now just an eighth-grade military officer.

I don’t know how long it took, but there was a noise outside.

Yang Weizhong frowned: "Why is there such a noise in the army?"

"I will go and have a look at the end."

Han Shizhong said and turned around and walked out of Baihu Hall.

Not long after, I saw him running in in a panic: "We can't control it anymore. General Manager Liang and Xin Xingzong ran away, taking away their [-] infantry and [-] cavalry!"

"what?!"

Yang Weizhong was stunned for a moment, his face full of disbelief.

After regaining consciousness, he hurriedly asked: "Where are you running?"

"Yucheng!"

Han Shizhong looked strange.

In the middle of the battle, the coach ran away without even saying a key greeting.

This was the first time Han Shizhong encountered such a bizarre thing. He was a little at a loss for a moment and asked: "Capital, how about I go and chase Mr. Liang back?"

Yang Weizhong waved his hand: "Don't chase her. It's going to rain. My mother wants to get married. It's in vain if she goes."

At this moment, a soldier stepped into the White Tiger Hall and said, "To the commander-in-chief, General Manager Liang has given you an oral instruction."

"Say!"

Yang Weizhong ordered.

The soldier said loudly: "I am stationed in Yucheng to prevent the rebels from seizing it, cutting off the retreat of our Western Army, and harassing the logistics. General Yang has full authority for the battle ahead." Stationed in Yucheng to prevent the rebels from cutting off the retreat...

Not to mention, no one can fault this excuse. Because of the current situation, the Qingzhou Army will most likely divide its forces to capture Yu City and cut off all retreat routes for the Western Army.

Liang Fangping personally led his troops to take control of Yucheng, which was reasonable and reasonable.

Han Shizhong raised his eyebrows and sneered.

How could Liang Fangping know this? It must have been the guy from Xin Xingzong who helped him make suggestions and justify his theory.

"I understand."

Yang Weizhong waved his hand and after the soldiers left, he couldn't help but smile and said: "That's good. Without the constraints, we can fight with peace of mind."

"Wow!"

Han Shizhong's eyes lit up and his anger turned into joy.

Yang Weizhong asked: "By the way, has Wu Jie recovered from his injury?"

"It's almost done. I went to visit him at the end of this morning. The wound has scabbed and healed." Han Shizhong replied.

"it is good!"

Yang Weizhong nodded and said with a firm expression: "I would like to see if the Qingzhou Army has three heads and six arms!"

Han Shizhong asked: "Du Tong, do you want to fight against Licheng?"

Yang Weizhong said loudly: "Of course we have to fight, but the main thing is to disturb and supplement with surprise. Even if we can't capture Licheng before the Qingzhou Army arrives, we must make the Black Mountain thieves in the city exhausted and unable to leave the city to fight."

……

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"Liang Fangping ran away?"

When he learned the news, Han Zhen was reorganizing prisoners of war.

Han Zhen had no intention of letting these Western prisoners of war go from the beginning.

However, its excellent immediate combat capability will also serve as a reserve force for the Qingzhou Army in the future.

As for whether these Western troops would defect before the battle, Han Zhen was not worried.

Last year, the two Northern Expeditions were defeated, and the Western Army suffered heavy losses. The Northwest Fifth Army urgently recruited a group of new troops, and then barely made up for the gap.

They were forced to join the army, and they only had one year to serve. How loyal could these soldiers be?

Think about it, even veterans like Wei Da and Nie Dong who have been in the army for more than ten years have chosen to become deserters, which shows how bad the environment of the Western Army is, let alone these new recruits who were forcibly recruited.

After taking control of Dutou, Duyuhou and other low-level generals and imprisoning them in a centralized manner, should the rest of the top soldiers be left to his own devices?
After two days of hard work, together with Lao Jiu and other former Western Army soldiers, they got close to each other, and after a while of deception, none of them were able to find their way out, and they regarded Han Zhen as a living Bodhisattva.

"Brother Ninth, is the county magistrate really giving out rewards?"

I don’t know how many Western prisoners of war came to ask this question.

Lao Jiu was impatient for a long time, but after receiving Han Zhen's order, he could only put on a smile, patted his chest and promised: "The county magistrate has always paid attention to his words, and you will not miss a penny of the reward you deserve. See those Is there a military secretary?"

"Uh-huh!"

Looking in the direction of his finger, Wu Ji nodded hurriedly.

"There are hundreds of such secretaries in our Qingzhou Army. Why so many? It's just to make it easier to count the battle achievements of our brothers."

Lao Jiu said, then pointed to a guard not far away, and continued: "When I followed the county magistrate, this guy was still a runaway in the mountains. My mother and I starved to death in the mountains, and the two children didn't even have paper clothes. Wearing hay as clothes, it is miserable and tight. Now, the family has built a brick house, recently bought an ox, and the two children have been sent to a private school in the county."

Gollum!

Wu Ji swallowed his saliva and said half-believed and half-suspicious: "Brother Ninth, please don't fool me. I'm going to behead you with four coins. This is a house of bricks and tiles, cattle for farming, and a simple education. I'm afraid it won't add up to much." Ten Guns, how many people do you need to kill to get enough military merit?"

"You know very well."

Lao Jiu glared at him angrily and explained: "They have caught up with a good time. They attacked Zhang Wanxian a while ago, and many people made a fortune. What kind of people are the Dare Chi Army? They are all a bunch of bitter people, carrying Pu Peasants with knives and hoes always use less to defeat more. You can kill ten or eight people, but you don’t have much military ability?"

Hearing what he said, Wu Ji suddenly understood. He immediately punched his thigh and said regretfully: "Damn it, if I had met the county magistrate earlier, I would have been damn rich by now!"

Lao Jiu patted him on the shoulder and chuckled: "It's not too late now. The first level of beheading will earn you four guans. There will also be rewards for ascending first, trapping the enemy, beheading generals, and capturing the flag. After a big battle, a dozen guan will follow you." It's just fun. Are you not married yet?"

"No!"

Wu Ji shook his head and said bitterly: "My family is poor. My mother asked people to find a few places for her, but no one liked her."

In ancient times, naming was arbitrary, and most poor people simply named their brothers after their uncles.

Wu Ji is the fourth eldest child in the family, with two brothers and one sister.

The family was not wealthy to begin with, and the marriage of his two elder brothers emptied the family's fortune. When it was his turn, the family was too poor to take the blame, and there was no money left for the marriage.

"When the time comes to build a brick house and buy a few acres of fertile land, my mother-in-law won't let you choose. Then take my mother over and show your respect to me. Your life will be so comfortable."

Listening to the cakes painted by Lao Jiu, the soldier felt his heart surge, and his mind began to dream about his future life unconsciously.

After coming back to his senses, the soldier lowered his voice and asked, "Brother Ninth, you must have made a lot of money after working with the county magistrate for so long, right?"

"Not much, just three hundred."

Lao Jiu waved his hand and said with a calm look: "In addition, the county magistrate also rewarded me with a second-class house in the county. The house is quite big, but I don't really want to live in it. It's too deserted. Living in a military camp is comfortable and lively.”

This is not a boast. As a personal guard captain, Han Zhen did reward him with a house in order to facilitate his errands.

Darling, three hundred yuan, plus a two-room house in the county!

Wu Ji swallowed again and looked at Lao Jiu with eyes full of envy.

At this moment, a soldier came over and said: "Colonel, the county magistrate calls you."

"I'm coming right now."

Lao Jiu stood up, patted his butt, and warned: "My brother has been in the Western Army for so many years, but he hasn't saved a word, and he has been injured all over. By the time he joined the county magistrate, he was already in his thirties. In this life, It’s the end. Listen to my brother’s advice and give it a try while you’re still young and able to wield swords and guns.”

"When Shandong is captured, let alone reward money, it's not a bad idea to grant him the title of wife and yinzi!"

Wu Ji nodded solemnly: "Brother Ninth, I understand!"

(End of this chapter)