Beiyang new warlord

"Master Yuan, can you give me some face?"

Standing up in astonishment, it was Wu Yan, a scholar of the East Pavilion, who opened the curtain and came in. Seeing Yuan Chonghuan was startled, he hurriedly bent down and bowed to meet him, bowing heavily.

"Sinner pays homage to the old man!"

"Hey, brother Yuan, hurry up and get up! There is no old supervisor in the pavilion today, we will be friends in the same generation, and we will be friends in the same generation!"

"History of the Ming Dynasty" commented on Wu Tong: "It is really difficult to suppress the current situation, and it is not a talent for the world. It means that although he is not a great talent, he is not an old guy like Chen Yan, Wei Zaode and Li Jiantai. He has supervised teachers and led soldiers, and he also knows that the current Qin army is looking for death to give away his head. When he should bow his head, Wu Zhen also lowered his head, and put down the wine and vegetables in the basket. After sipping, he reached out and poured him a glass of wine, and said with a smile.

"Old brother, I am also under the emperor's life. I have caused my brother to be wronged. My brother is here to make amends for you!"

"Don't dare!"

Reluctantly picking up the wine glass, Yuan Chonghuan drank it down with him.

There is a shortage of food in troubled times, and the common people have to change their sons to eat. The rice wine made from grain, which Wu Sheng cited from the south of the Yangtze River at a high price, tasted the taste of the old wine, and the old guy clasped his fists again. bow.

"Brother Yuan! My brother has an unfeeling request. My brother has the right to do things cheaply. I want you to act as the governor of Shaanxi, supervise the Qin army, and fight against the intruders. Do you think it is okay?"

The original trilateral governor was transferred to the governor of Shaanxi, and he was replaced. If he won the battle, Wu Zhen was the one who led well, and he was promoted to the rank. Ordinary people are difficult to fight, and there is really little hope of winning. If ordinary people are afraid to throw off their sleeves and get away from it, even if they put the shackles on their big necks and run away quickly, he must be willing.

But Yuan Chonghuan was Yuan Chonghuan after all, so he nodded without hesitation.

"Elder Ge, it's okay to let Yuan Mou act as the governor of Shaanxi, but Yuan Mou still won't change his tactics! We won't move this winter, and when the spring warms up next year, we will march!"

Full of sincerity, he bowed heavily and spoke in a hurry with heavy words.

"Our army is only [-]! Moreover, only our army can fight in the whole north of the imperial court. Once our army makes another mistake! The three sides of Shaanxi cannot be guaranteed! Once the three sides are lost, the imperial court is like a bird's nest on the pavilion. Overwhelmed!"

"Chuang's army is more than ten times that of our army. In recent years, he has been fighting fiercely continuously, restraining the defeated army, and practicing bravely with artillery. He is no longer Wuxia Ameng! His combat effectiveness is extraordinary! However, this is his advantage and also his disadvantage! Henan Zhongzhou The land has been plagued by disasters year after year, the people are rebelling against thieves, the fields are barren, and food is scarce! In the spring of next year, even if I don’t attack the thieves, the thieves will definitely attack me! At that time, rely on the danger of Heluo, the advantage of firearms, and rely on The convenience of the Yellow River is transported to the nourishing blood, and the battle will not take more than three months! Li Chuang will definitely not be able to hold on! The looseness of the bandits will be disintegrated into thousands of shares again, and they will scatter again!"

"At that time, the army will be dispatched in all directions! It will be easy to destroy them! Why bother to take such a risk today and fight against the bandits?"

Yuan Chonghuan's strategy is to procrastinate! Anyway, he has surplus food in the eight hundred li pass, and the Qin army can afford to procrastinate, but Li Zicheng is robbing here and there like a locust, and he can't procrastinate! Now all the green forest road heroes follow Li Zicheng, because following him can He has enough food to eat in victorious battles, but the Peng Army has no stamina. Once he encounters setbacks and has no food to eat, he will naturally start to collapse and scatter inside. Individuals care about each other, and they are twisted together to make millions of breakthroughs The army is the power to create a dynasty. If you disperse a small team of 1, it will be no different from the thieves who roamed around the country a few years ago, just kill them behind!

Besides, as long as this Yuan Chonghuan wins the battle, Huguang Zuo Liangyu, Xuzhou Liu Liangzuo, and even Datong Jiang Xiang, these local military leaders will also have to turn into counter-revolutionary forces that crazily counterattack like a fly that sees rotten meat, stepping up against the Peng army Hello, everything is alive!

Why bother these few months?

But the most uncomfortable thing in the world is that everyone is drunk and I am sober alone. Wu Zhen also understands the truth, but he is unwilling and dare not to let him carry Chongzhen's will.

"Brother Yuan! Liaodong Mao Jue has become the King of Liao! He still has the Jade Seal of Chuanguo in his hand!"

"Yuan has been in Liaodong for more than ten years, and he knows Mao Jue very well. He is a man who plans before he moves. As long as the court is as stable as Mount Tai! He will never take the risk of going south and risking the world's disgrace! There is Wu Sangui's army stationed in Shanhaiguan. carry on!"

"Brother Yuan, you understand this, but the emperor doesn't understand! What he sees now is Mao Jue, the rebel holding the Jade Seal of Chuanguo, separatist Liaodong, and eyeing the capital! The rogues can't even deal with it! The emperor can't wait!"

With the same earnestness, Wu Tong patted his chest and said with difficulty: "Now there is still an old man supporting you, Mr. Yuan, and the Qin army is still united, and there is still power to fight. If the old man is also taken here by the emperor, and someone else comes, it will be fine." Waiting until next year, Master Yuan thinks he has the ability to turn the tide and stop a million thieves?"

"I am old and shameless, please Master Yuan, as the commander-in-chief of the three armies, lead the Qin army to fight to the death against the trespassers!"

Yuan Chonghuan was stunned when he looked at Wu Zhen who bowed his head down. Last time, he was involved in this damned politics, but he didn't expect it to be this time! Indeed, there are not many choices left for him!

After several years in Liaodong, after all, he also acquired some of the heroic habits of Liaodong men. He sighed deeply, and suddenly Yuan Chonghuan reached out and picked up the wine jar brought by Wu Shen, raised his head and poured it into his mouth, and poured it all in one breath. Youzi took out a jar of old-fashioned flower carvings in one gulp, puzzled and angrily took out a jar of corn wine he brought back from Liaodong, twisted the mouth, and poured most of it down again, the wine dripped on his beard, pouring He was half drunk, and now his eyes were bloodshot, and he bowed down to Wu Zhen with difficulty.

"Yuan, obey!"

"Thank you, General!"

He bowed heavily again, and soon Wu Tong didn't delay. He knew that Yuan Chonghuan needed to vent, so he turned around wisely and left, but before he could go out, Yuan Chonghuan suddenly stood behind him and reached out to stop him.

"Mr. Ge, you said that Mao Jue was the King of Liao, but I don't know if there is one among the concubines of the Liao Princess?"

"what?"

"Forget it! Yuan is too strong to drink, so he can't send the old man off respectfully!"

Shaking his head again, Wu Tong opened the tent, this time he really turned around and left.Almost a catty of wine was down, even Yuan Chonghuan was shaking slightly, but he was puzzled and resentful, he reached out to grab the bottle again, but just lifted it, but put it down again, holding the tent frame, Yuan Chonghuan walked Heavy and wobbly, he walked back to the book box just now.

He took out a small crystal jade bottle. On the bottle, a few cherry blossoms were as red as blood. When the cork was unscrewed, the indifferent fragrance of cherry blossoms also wafted out. Holding the bottle, Yuan Chonghuan sighed deeply. With a sound.

Could it be that the hero is short of breath, who is not the love of his sons and daughters?

Anyway, the miasma of the Qin army these days was wiped out after Yuan Chonghuan came back, and several generals who were excluded were reinstated. As long as Yuan Chonghuan was willing to send troops, Wu Yan would not go against him in this regard.

Prepared again, on the eighth day of October, once again, the desolate horn echoed over the dark sky of the ancient city of Yanshi, stepping on knee-deep snow, the front cavalry walked dully, pushing cannons and wheelbarrows behind them The sergeant made a muddy ditch in the snow.

Wu Youyou, the flag of Yuan Chonghuan, governor of Shaanxi Province and Minister of the Ministry of War, floated in the wind and snow, and rode in the front of the whole army on horseback. Yuan Chonghuan was expressionless, without a trace of human emotion.

Daming's last set of chips was also placed on the table!

Chapter 543. Fighter

The crackling flames rang in his ears, his vision was blurred, his ears were buzzing, and he was confused for a long time. The old refugee stood up with difficulty by supporting the barrel of the gun that had been firmly inserted into the ground beside him.

But when he stabilized his mind and saw clearly the blurred vision, a heart-piercing cold light rushed towards his face.

click~

The long knife passed by without even looking back. Liu Guiai, who crawled out of the corpse of the Huamachi salt worker, shouted again and looked at the other side with the knife. Behind him, for a full two or three seconds, the old man The head of the refugee flew up with a bang, and the blood splashed on the white snow.

The roaring sound is still one after another, and it is thrown like Dongjiang. The general cannons launched from Guanzhong sprayed anger into the air one after another, and shot more than a hundred meters like a parabola in the shrapnel trailing black smoke. It exploded with a bang, and the snowflakes fell on the heads of the tent soldiers, and the gunmen who were still lining up to support them suddenly fell to death with screams.

Taking advantage of this gap, Liu Gui'ai, who had just broken through the front line, rushed in without hesitation, slashing the knife continuously on the heads of refugees who were also from poor backgrounds like him.

Suddenly, a rain of arrows shot down quickly, killing Qin Jun who was fighting with the Chuangjun in front of the town, and even his own people. The angry officers and soldiers greeted them with slaps and knives. Too high, full of cruelty and madness, a member of the Chuang General shot down the officers and riders who were galloping under the archery tower one by one with a bow and arrow.

But it didn't take long for him to laugh triumphantly, the sound of crackling through the air suddenly sounded behind him, how many times he had escaped from the dead, this Chuang general did not hesitate to pull a Chuang Jun behind him, followed by poof With the sound of being shot, he suddenly leaned back.

I have never seen such a daring musketeer, who even dared to rush to the front line of fire. The Chuangjun in the town rushed out screaming, brandishing a big knife, and wanted to show red to these bold officers and soldiers. Who would have thought that these officers and army musketeers were evil too. Instead of running back in panic after firing their guns, they put sharp gun tips on the long muzzles with a grinning grin.

Puff Puff Puff ~

Some officers and soldiers were cut down to the ground by big knives, but more of them stabbed the spears in their hands into the chests of the soldiers.

Even the musketeers are so hard to mess with! After all, it is a refugee army, and finally no one knows who fled back with a miserable scream, and then the brigade broke into the town and fled directly to the town.

The brutal encounter lasted for more than half an hour. In the interweaving of iron and fire, the small town was already dyed red.

Puff~Puff~

The scalp-numbing sound of steel like meat continued to ring out. At the end of the battle, the officers and soldiers cleaned up the battlefield exhaustedly. On the edge of the wall, they were shot in the chest. Hands raised forward.

"help me!"

But this weak voice just happened to attract an officer, trotted over two steps, he stretched out his hand, stepped on the chest of the Chuangjun, and immediately stabbed down fiercely with the bayonet in hand.