Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 708 Fighting Mountains and Rivers Again
Eagle Claw Sun is not a good name, only the scum in the rivers and lakes is called so aggressively, Song Yongzhong couldn't help frowning again, but at this moment, another old female voice came There was a sound from behind, with a slightly kind feeling.

"Passing a baby, don't be rude!"

"Yes, auntie!"

Not only the black-faced man who made a sarcastic sarcasm just now, but even the other three men bowed slightly. Only then did Song Yongzhong see clearly that behind the curtain behind the four chairs, there was another chair, an old man in his fifties. The woman was supported by two maidservants to sit down first, and then the four of them sat down on the golden chair.

Li Guo, Gao Yigong, Liu Fangliang, Yuan Zongdi, as for the old lady, she should be Mrs. Gao Guiyingao, Li Zicheng's original wife!The information flowed through Song Yongzhong's mind like a trickle, but Song Yongzhong made a bow without expression.

"Song Yongzhong, General of the Selected Front Army under Begging Master Song Qingshu's command, pays homage to all the kings of the mountain!"

This self-explosive mountain gate still used the name of the begging camp during the peasant uprising back then, but the expression of everyone present changed after the last name. Li Guo, who had just satirized him, was the first to jump up in annoyance and pointed at Song Yongzhong. Nose cursed.

"Killing talent, do you dare to despise us? Do you think a certain sword is not good?"

"Have a baby!"

Gao Guiying scolded again, and scolded Li Guo back, but this heroine, who is rare in troubled times, also said with some displeasure.

"General Song, I respect you for coming from afar, but even if your commander-in-chief is here again, he won't dare to take you lightly. Pay attention to your words!"

"Song is indeed not good at words, but Song dares to ask Mrs. Gao, what is the Chuangjun who shocked the world, what is he doing in this mountain now?"

Song Yongzhong asked a rhetorical question, not only Gao Guiying who asked the question was speechless, even the aggressive Li Guo couldn't help being silent for a while, indeed, the Dashun Army is really miserable now, huddled in the mountains, and can only linger on.His posture finally lowered a bit, but he still asked with a bit of hostility.

"Why did Fool Song send you here? Which emperor did he protect? What kind of official will he appoint us in the mountains so that we can be court eagle dogs like him? Let's talk about it together!"

"No seals, the commander sent Song this time to inherit the title of King Chuang, and lead you to continue to do the unfinished business before!"

"You, how courageous!"

Li Guo was so angry that he almost didn't jump up, and the rest of Yuan Zongdi, Liu Fangliang, and Gao Yigong also turned ugly, but before Li Guo could scold, Song Yongzhong hurriedly proclaimed it loudly.

"Isn't the position of Chuangwang the place where the virtuous live? My family's commander-in-chief took the world on his shoulders and single-handedly expelled Jiannu who wanted to break the backbone of China. He shaved his hair and changed clothes easily. , Now it is time to protect the environment and the people. Wu Sangui, the traitor who fought in the west, could not move in Poyang Lake, and the hundreds of thousands of soldiers who refused to build slaves in the north could not move forward in the Yangtze River. The land is known all over the world!"

"King Gao Chuang took over the banner from Wang Tianwang when he was in distress, and King Li Chuang took over the beam from King Gao Chuang. Now that King Li Chuang is gone, who are you waiting for who is more kind than my commander? Huh, if it weren't for incense Feelings, do you think my commander-in-chief will take notice of you waiting for these tens of thousands of remnants and defeated generals?"

These words were even more impolite, but it was too late for Li Guo and the others to be angry at Song Yongzhong's arrogance. Gao Yigong, who was seated in the second seat, couldn't help standing up abruptly, his weathered face was full of disbelief, astonishment and disbelief. asked confidently.

"You said, your commander-in-chief has already stabilized Jiangnan, and beat Jiannu back to Jiangbei?"

The invasion of the Qing army was a nightmare for the various forces in the Central Plains who had been fighting with each other for more than ten years. Although Gao Yigong did not participate in the Battle of Yanshan at the beginning, but later in the Battle of Changqing, the Battle of Tongguan, and the Battle of Jiujiang, He participated in a series of decisive battles between the Dashun Army and the Qing Army, such as the Battle of Yangxin. He knew how terrifying the Eight Banners cavalry and the Mongolian cavalry were as if they were breaking through. shock.

But listening to his exclamation, Song Yongzhong nodded proudly.

"Of course!"

Hearing these words, the entire Juyi Hall was filled with noisy discussions, and Li Guo's face became extremely ugly. After listening to the discussions of several other people, he shouted out of embarrassment after a long time.

"Who is Song Fool? He was the first to join the imperial court, and he was no longer one of us. When the Chuang prince captured the capital, he still insisted on working for the dog emperor! I think this kid is bragging, just to lie to our Dashun army." Go down the mountain and serve him as cannon fodder to reduce Jiangnan Jiannu's attack on them!"

"Everyone can't believe it!"

"Hehe, it looks like you were frightened by Jiannu!"

"I don't have any!"

Listening to Song Yongzhong's ridicule, Li Guo's characteristically dazed face of the Qin people flushed red again, but again, Song Yongzhong ignored him and continued to snort with his infuriating disdainful tone.

"Why did the big guys raise their troops back then? One was that they couldn't survive anymore, and they wanted to fight for a way out from the government, but they wanted to fight us mud-legged people so that even a big guy could survive, live a good life, and break into the world. The prince almost made it, and my handsome man is doing it!"

"The fight against the Qing Dynasty is now, and the dignity is won by oneself. Now Wu Sangui's army is attracted by my family's commander in Poyang Lake. He is still a bit manly, so he will follow Song down the mountain to recover the great rivers and mountains of Huguang, and relieve the people from hanging upside down." As for those who are already scared of being beaten, you can also wait on this Wushan Mountain, waiting for my family's commander-in-chief to come to rescue you."

Silent.

The discussion fell silent in an instant, and everyone in the Juyi Hall was staring at Song Yongzhong's face. Surprise and uncertainty were mixed with anticipation. Since Chongzhen's early years of rebellion, those who wavered, such as Tian Jianxiu, Either they surrendered to the Qing court, or they took refuge in Daming early on, and those who survived have unyielding blood in their bones.

However, the reality is really chilling. The once magnificent Dashun is gone. Even Prince Chuang is dead. The big guy was defeated all the way from the capital to this corner of Badong. He didn't even dare to risk his head. The enemy is indeed too big strong.

After a few minutes of silence, Mrs. Gao came forward. This woman who had silently supported Li Zicheng for more than ten years stood up from behind the curtain, walked to the front, and greeted Song Yongzhong softly.

"General Song, our Dashun believes in what the general said, and admires the mighty virtue of Marshal Song, but as you can see, the last bit of my Dashun's blood is here. The big guy and the little people need to be protected. Please bear with me. I'll think about it later."

"Three days! Song can only wait for three days! After three days, Song still has new tasks to complete."

"So good!"

Nodding her head, Gao Guiying immediately said to her elder brother Gao Yigong behind her.

"Send General Song down!"

…………

The meeting was not finalized, but it was like a boulder thrown into a calm pond, causing thousands of waves.

Song Yongzhong and his entourage were placed on the easternmost side of the Xingshan Hall. From here, you can see most of the nearby Dashun Army layout, condescending, and every day Song Yongzhong can see the Dashun Army gathering and dispersing as densely as ants. Having already suffered too many serious injuries, it is indeed a heavy choice to go out again.

And they also faced one point, if Song Qingshu's consolation came out this time, it would be tantamount to acknowledging Song Qingshu's status as Chuang Wang. Then since Li Zicheng established Xiangyang, the vigorous Dashun Army will completely become history.

Although Song Qingshu will not treat them badly, and has never treated anyone badly, it is still memorable and embarrassing that a glorious era that they are most proud of has passed.

On the third day, Wang Guangxing, who first received Song Yongzhong, came to the door.

"General Song, Marshal Li and the others are still unwilling to recognize Marshal Song as the new Chuang Wang!"

Indeed, there was a trace of regret, but soon Song Yongzhong's face once again returned to Gujing Wubo, and he clasped his fist at Wang Guangxing calmly.

"Thank you, General Wang, for letting me know. Since everyone has their own ambitions, Mr. Song won't bother you any more. I hope we won't meet on the battlefield in the future. Mr. Song will pack up and go down the mountain."

"General Song, wait!"

Seeing Song Yongzhong turn around and tidy up the piles of copywriting information on the simple wooden table, this rough man in his forties who was as rough as a rock in northern Shaanxi rattled his fists, and finally stopped Song Yongzhong.

Rubbing his hands together, Wang Guangxing seemed to be having a hard time opening his mouth, and asked in a murmur.

"Well, if my old king and his brothers go with General Song to fight the Tartars, what can we get?"

As if he was afraid that Song Yongzhong would misunderstand that they were greedy for life and death, and greedy for property, Wang Guangxing hurriedly explained: "After all, the brothers under my old Wang's command also have families, children, and old mothers. It is duty-bound to beat Tartars, but family members..."

"I understand!"

On the contrary, there was a smile on his face. Didn't he sell his life to Song Qingshu in order to keep his relatives and neighbors alive?Song Yongzhong also nodded seriously.

"Whoever is willing to serve as a soldier, according to the standard of our Ming army, two taels of silver a month, and an allowance for war, and four sets of clothes a year, even if he dies, the commander in the family will give him money every year until his brother grows up." Great, old man, go, if you are willing to farm, you can retire as long as you finish fighting Wu Sangui, in Nanyang, my family has a large area of ​​land, if you want seeds for seeds, if you want farm tools for farm tools, you can give back money to the An family!"

"Nanyang?"

Wang Guangxing was drooling when he heard this distant term, but Song Yongzhong shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "I have been to that place, and it is indeed a little hot, but the land is really fat and leaking oil. If you are willing to work, Harvesting three crops a year is not a problem, the biggest granary of my family is there, even if you don’t want to settle there, you can work for a few years, bring a thousand taels of silver back to Daming, and do anything else!”

"Succeed, the general has heard the name of Marshal Song at the end of the year. The old king believes in Marshal Song, and the brothers under the old Wang also believe in Marshal Song! I'm going to gather the team and go out with General Song to fight the Tartars!"

The hot-blooded man did what he said, and this time he went down the mountain without blindfolding. Wang Guangxing personally led Song Yongzhong down the plank road in the mountain, and the scattered villages were also busy. The husband in the village bid farewell to his wife and children again. The old old father tremblingly held out a spear full of traces of swords and swords, his wife and children silently prepared dry food, and went down the mountain from Xingshan along the plank road to Wushan County. Song Yongzhong had already gathered three or four thousand Dashun troops. old ministry.

Although there are a little fewer people, it is still a force, and now the huge Huguang is a big powder keg, Song Yongzhong is confident that he will bring this spark to blow up the world.

However, in the small plain behind the mountain in Wushan County, it seems to be in trouble. One step ahead, Li Guo, Liu Fangliang, Gao Yigong, Yuan Zongdi, and tens of thousands of Dashun troops are leading the way as they did in the past. The horses raised by my family, carrying spears, lined up quietly on the small plain.

Watching this scene, Wang Guangxing's expression changed, and he clenched his fists at Song Yongzhong with some trepidation.

"Don't worry, General Song. Old Wang, go and tell the four leaders that they are also willing to be slaves, so they shouldn't make things difficult for us!"

"Song and General Wang are going together."

Nodding in agreement, Song Yongzhong rode behind Wang Guangxing with a gloomy expression. The front of the Dashun Army seemed to have expected them to come. Yuan Zongdi, Li Guo and other four chief commanders also rode early. The horse was there waiting.

"I don't know why Commander Li led the army to intercept here, what's the point? Could it be that he must have a hard time with Song!"

After galloping to a distance of twenty steps, Song Yongzhong leaned back on the horse, and asked restrainedly, but secretly, his hands were clasped on the left wheel. Hearing his question, Li Guo's stupefied face once again Arrogance emerges.

"I said, how can he be a fool in Song Dynasty? I will never admit that he is King Chuang!"

"but!"

While Song Yongzhong was nervous, a smile appeared on the face of the leader of the peasant army.

"However, Dazi, young and old of our Dashun Army, when did we fall behind? Even if you lied this time, the situation is far from being so optimistic. I still leave the blood of my neck to you, and let my son and grandson delay I don’t want to live with a braid and a mandarin jacket.”

Before Song Yongzhong could react, Li Guo swung his horse's head arrogantly, turned around and roared high-spiritedly at the team.

"Brothers, we are men from Shaanxi, men from Guanzhong! Pick up the guys and fuck the Tartars!"

The desolate and moving Qin opera sang Xintianyou, wearing simple flowered clothes, holding outdated and even rusty weapons, the tens of thousands of troops once again marched bravely, and embarked on the journey with high spirits, looking at the swaying horseback, feeling very happy Every simple soldier, suddenly, Song Yongzhong couldn't help showing a smile on his rigid face.

Regardless of the elegiac scholars in Yanzhao, or the weak people in the south of the Yangtze River, or the men of old Qin, defending the civilization from their ancestors, defending the rivers and mountains, no matter what time it is, it is the same!

(End of this chapter)