laughing soul

The question of the abolition of the crown prince suddenly became hot, and all civil and military officials knew that they could not persuade Qiu Sheng, who was eager to regain Jiangnan's heart, to run to Nandaying with his family. He threw a stone at his foot, so he had no choice but to talk about the East Palace. After arguing for a few days, he didn't have a definite result, but Qiu Jingran even found out about it.

Some days before and after the Mid-Autumn Festival, there are always a lot of people in the capital who put up lotus lanterns. The lotus lanterns have been carefully carved by skilled folk craftsmen, and there are many more patterns. The small lotus lanterns with hollow bases or pink or gold are more What's more, I don't know what is added to the flames, but it refracts strange brilliance according to different viewing angles, drifting on the wide river with brilliance, which is really beautiful.

When the business-ridden Lord Long Live started to float the first lotus lantern in the capital, he took Chu Yu to join in the fun every night on time, completely unaware that his little nephew, who was still innocent in his eyes, took this opportunity to move around in the imperial city. A crooked mind.

Qiu Jing is worthy of being one of the youngest and precocious eldest sons of the Qiu family in all dynasties. At a young age, he has already understood the principles of falsehood and falsehood, double-faced swords, and even fakes and fakes.As soon as Qiu Sheng arrived, he immediately put on an obedient and introverted appearance to act, and kept memorizing the famous sayings of governing the world by heart.As soon as Qiu Sheng left, he became vicious in a blink of an eye, facing the court ladies and eunuchs all over the courtyard, none of them could make him feel good, and ordered him to slap himself, and when it was serious, he would take a broom himself Smoking, laughing while smoking, he looks like a delirious ghost.

Occasionally, there are good times, but he doesn't know when he listened to someone's slander, and he whole-heartedly believed that the current throne was snatched from him by Qiu Sheng, and his daily playfulness suddenly became an enemy in his heart Intrigue, miserable.

Taking advantage of Qiu Sheng's regular disappearance for two hours every night, he actually colluded with a group of ministers, most of them were incompetent people who were not in power in the court, and a few were old courtiers who could not see the upstarts replacing him. .Seven or eight people formed a small circle, and they discussed the government affairs in a serious manner. The word "seeking power and usurping the throne" was almost at the door, but no one wanted to put Qiu Sheng in front of the enemy. A sharp knife broke off.

This small group of them is extremely secretive, and the mouths of this group of cowards are more serious than one another, and Liancheng went to Huadu and Zheng Nanman Street to stay, not only kept Jiang Chen and others in the dark, but was born to such people. Long Live Lord, who is so scornful, didn't even notice it.

In the blink of an eye, August [-]th has passed for a few days, seeing that the unreliable Wugu village master will not be able to come for a while, and Nandaying has another sand coupon battle report that is more urgent than the urgent battle report. During those two hours of watching Chu Yu looking at the lotus lantern, he was upset.After another ten days, Lord Wansui finally couldn't sit still any longer, so he dispatched a small group of imperial guards to follow behind to make a show, while he and Chu Yu rode fast horses in the snow for thousands of miles, and in less than two days, they arrived at the Nandaying barracks .

He almost single-handedly broke into the Southern Day Camp without saying a word, and none of the heavily guarded tent guards tripped him up.The two entered the handsome tent without any hindrance, and saw Han Jianhua and Yu Zizhong frowning at the sand table, and no one noticed when they came in.

Han Jianhua pointed at the sand table with a long stick and drew a circle: "The eight counties in the south of the Yangtze River have already fallen into their hands. Food, grass, and ammunition cannot be transported from the south. If the north is the main road, it is necessary to wade across the river." Not to mention wasting time, manpower can’t keep up. The shaman is determined to fight us to the death this time, and the backup supplies can’t hold up.”

Dai Viet's merchant ships transporting supplies consumed an astonishingly large number of weapons. The battle dragged on for a long time, and the battle was not finished on the battlefield. Instead, it was all destroyed in its own river.In addition, the endless stream of corrupt officials in various states and counties saw the military supplies and went up to get a piece of the pie. After tossing back and forth, all the supplies were turned into white silver and entered the pockets of these people, so they were not on the battlefield at all.

The generals in the battlefield had limited understanding of the struggles between Chinese and Chinese officials in the imperial court. Even if they went back to report, they would have nowhere to say anything.

Yu Zizhong thought for a moment: "General, maybe you can take a risky move."

Han Jianhua: "Let's listen."

"Although the eight counties in the south of the Yangtze River are nominally under the name of the Nanman, most of the people living in them are our residents. The so-called name is just a few teams of barbarian soldiers guarding and patrolling day and night. These soldiers seem to be doing their duty, but in fact they are not. It’s just a quick walk around, there must be loopholes to take advantage of. We can take this opportunity to ask for some supplies from the homes of the residents for wartime use.”

Han Jianhua nodded, then frowned and asked, "Where are the ordnance supplies?"

Yu Zizhong was momentarily stuck: "This..."

"Don't worry, Chu knows a side route, and the supplies can enter the barracks from then on."

At some point, Chu Yu and Qiu Sheng stood behind the two who were deep in thought, and listened quietly for a long time. When they spoke so suddenly, Han Jianhua was so scared that he almost jumped three feet high, and was about to draw his sword. Cutting off the head, turned around but saw Qiu Sheng who was watching a play next to him, and hurriedly straightened up and knelt down: "The final general will see Your Majesty."

Qiu Sheng took a look at Chu He, and stretched out his hand to help the two of them: "There is no need to be formal. Jianhua, how is the battle going?"

As soon as the words turned around, he bypassed the side path Chu Yu had mentioned, and Han Jianhua replied according to his words: "It's very strange, Zizhan, do you still remember the time when you fought against the shaman Chuanmu?" Chong Yu Zizhong waved his hand: "Go and clean up the king's tent for His Majesty, and then give it to this expert..."

"It doesn't need to be so troublesome." Qiu Sheng coughed lightly, and stopped Yu Zizhong who was about to leave. "Just tidy up a tent, and make a bigger bedding."

Yu Zizhong: "Huh???"

Han Jianhua had heard about it more or less in the imperial city at that time, and he was still a little mentally prepared. He secretly looked at Chu Yu, who was standing tall and tall, and saw that the man seemed to be unable to hear the noise at all. Nodding his eyebrows to study the chaotic situation on the sand table, his fingertips traced the circle Yu Zizhong drew just now, and his brows gradually wrinkled.

For such an expert, non-denial is tantamount to affirmation. Han Jianhua hurriedly threw out his brother who was not good-looking: "Didn't you hear what your Majesty said?"

Yu Zizhong nodded repeatedly, swayed backwards, and hit the door frame precisely before leaving.

Han Jianhua: "...Zizhan?"

Qiu Sheng: "Naturally remember, this old ghost is a waste who is greedy for fame and fortune but has no long-term calculations. Didn't Old General Han once say that to deal with him, as long as the front line is as wide as possible and the fighting time is as long as possible, he will definitely not fight with us. It takes a long time."

"That's it," Han Jianhua turned around and took a sand coupon military newspaper from the table and handed it to Qiu Sheng, "A coach suffered a sudden change and his heart changed drastically. The overall strategy and combat thinking are probably not bad. A The skin and muscles of this war are peeled off, and the remaining backbone is formed by the master's thoughts and planning. In any case, there should not be any major changes. But this shaman Chuanmu has always been unwilling to overwhelm mountains and seas in the past. However, now it is obvious that the entire Jiangnan front has been deliberately extended, and even entangled in the counties outside the [-] counties. If it expands further, it may involve the coastal line, and it is very likely to encroach on my territory of Da Yue wild ambition."

Qiu Sheng took the military newspaper and unfolded it, only to see that there were detailed annotations and markings on the entire Jiangnan front. The situation of gains and losses, what should be the next step, how to allocate and arrange troops during night patrols, etc., are all deficient. He was surprised and sighed, and he couldn't help but develop some talents and abilities of the person who wrote the military report: "It is indeed unconventional. ...whose handwriting is this?"

"The person who sent the letter was Master Jingsheng who was in Huadu at that time. He used sea pattern paper which was inconvenient to preserve for a long time, and he didn't know what important business the eminent monk was writing the letter. I wrote it while trembling. I asked Zizhong to copy it again."

Qiu Sheng looked at Chu Yu with complicated eyes, and couldn't tell what it was like for a while.

The man was staring intently at the sand table in front of him, as if he hadn't noticed his moving eyes at all, Qiu Sheng coughed lightly as if nothing had happened, turned back to look at the military newspaper and said seriously: "It's either that the shaman's brain is cramping, or they have changed their coach. "

"The latter one should not be possible. We have an internal response in Nanban who has infiltrated the foreign military. Although the thief is not very good at leading the three armies, he has always been the one who commands the commander behind the scenes," Han Jianhua said. There should be no reason to smoke like this, at least there should be some kind of opportunity...at least a person or a force, let him make this kind of decision that goes against his normal state."

Qiu Sheng: "Deng Qi convinced him."

Han Jianhua didn't react for a while: "Deng what? Seven or eight?"

Jiangnan and Weizhou are extremely far apart. If there is no capital city to move between them, the two sides will basically have no communication with each other.It has been a long time since Deng Qi took over, and Nan Daying's impression of Beili's commander-in-chief is still that black and stubborn old man with white beard, Latu.

"Latu has gone to heaven. It is his adopted son Deng Qi who is treating the Northwest Army as a dog in Weizhou. The two parties are conspiring together, and now they are going to turn the world upside down." Qiu Sheng rolled up the military newspaper and shouted outside. He asked in a low voice, "General Yu! Is the tent ready?"

There was a echo from afar.

Qiu Sheng smiled contentedly, took half a step to pull Chu Yu over, waved at Han Jianhua and then fled: "I have been exhausted all this way, and I need to rest early. General Han, see you!"

As soon as he left, Han Jianhua felt a gust of wind blowing past his ears, and the two living people disappeared immediately.

He sighed helplessly, looked down, and there was a small pot of green bamboo leaves on the small table.

Dare to Love Long Live, who traveled thousands of miles to the front line, in the midst of his busy schedule, he still remembered to bring him good wine from the capital, according to the kid's own preference.

Han Jianhua looked tired and tired, and felt a little sorry for Chu Yu who was ruined by that bastard Qiu Sheng. For a while, he silently cried for his father and mother for this expert who had only met once.

However, this person will soon realize that the two of them staying together are completely indifferent, and there is no such thing as cheating, abducting or robbing civilian men.

Chu Yu was concentrating on studying the sand table, but he was pulled out by this man's belt without defense, and suddenly he was a little puzzled: "Observing the terrain, what are you doing?"

Qiu Sheng looked at him amusedly: "You can draw detailed drawings, and you still observe the ghostly terrain?"

Chu Yu didn't notice it for a while, and then followed his words and said: "The blueprint does not show the ups and downs of the terrain. The battle line is too long, and some places even involve valleys, hills and plateaus. It is not just a blueprint. It can be explained clearly.”

"Oh," Qiu Sheng said strangely, "Master Jing Sheng is knowledgeable and knowledgeable, and my generation really can't match it."

As soon as he finished speaking, the two of them had already entered the tent and closed the curtains. Chu Yu leaned against the big pillar in the tent, thought about it for a moment, and said clearly: "Just now General Han said that? When he was still in Huadu, Xu Liu Shan told me that Deng Qi's battle was extremely annoying, and I guessed that maybe it was because he had dealt with the shaman that he was so confident. Now that the Southern Barbarians have risen again, and the eight counties in the south of the Yangtze River have fallen into their hands, the supplies Transportation has become a hidden danger, I ordered people to inspect this place for a while, and finally found a hidden passage behind the mountain, waiting for me to draw pictures on the sand table for you."

Qiu Sheng was stunned, not because of the thoughtfulness of this person, such an arrangement should not be extremely difficult for Chu He, but he was just surprised by this person's attitude towards the urgent situation of the North and South armies, and that he was still suffering in the midst of his illness. He actually tied his heart firmly to the sixteen counties in the south of the Yangtze River.What's more, Qiu Sheng also roughly knew that Chu Yu came from Cuiwei Pavilion in Kunlun Mountain. Such sincerity, which is not easy for the general in the army, is even more difficult to put in Cuiwei Pavilion, which has always had old grievances with Da Yue. confidence.

He even wanted to get to the bottom of it, wondering if his calculations were wrong.

"Can the ordnance be supplied?" Sensing Qiu Sheng's momentary stupefaction, Chu Yu lowered his head and rubbed the tip of his nose with the back of his hand, avoiding his eyes, "If you can't supply, you can just transfer over from... I prepared some for you."

Military weapons are the most important weapons of the country, and they have always been held in the hands of the states, counties and courts. If the people circulate military weapons, it is a serious crime to kill the nine clans. Take the time to create a weight that can support the entire Southern Camp.

Qiu Sheng asked calmly, "Ah Yu, where did the weapons come from?"

Chu Yu raised his eyes: "...Kunlun Mountain." He finished speaking as if he was going to die, but Qiu Sheng was still looking at him with a smile on his face, full of surprise: "You..."

He thought that Qiu Sheng would turn pale with shock and be stunned, and then put him on the shelf and ignore him. If he was more ruthless, he might be sent to the sky prison to accompany the mice with a single order, regardless of life or death.

He had expected the results of all kinds of announcements, but he didn't expect such a trick.

As if he had never heard of it, he still had a smile on his face.

"Ah, you..."

He wanted to say something more, but the door curtain was pushed aside, and seeing that it was Han Jianhua who came in with a serious face, he immediately swallowed the remaining half of the sentence.

Chu Yu was standing in the middle of the tent with a sense of presence. Han Jianhua almost bumped into him in a hurry, and hurriedly cupped his hands: "Offend... Zizhan, the shaman turned back and called in the direction of the tent with heavy troops. The situation is urgent. You stay somewhere else."

Qiu Sheng couldn't help laughing: "I still want to be safe, why don't I just hang out in the capital?" He got up and locked the light armor on his body, checked the hidden weapons in his sleeves and the bottle, raised his hand The shadow sword on the wall hooked away, "After Lu Chong was transferred by me, will someone from Huojun lead him?"

When he was in the South Camp, Old General Han was still alive. He and Han Jianhua commanded the Huo Army and the Jia Army respectively. He was not familiar with the deployment of the commander in this army, and it was difficult to express it for no reason. intimacy.

"I can't pick anyone out. Zizhong and I have disagreements and we always have to fight. Over time, no one takes care of it. Now it's under my control together with the Shu army." Han Jianhua stepped forward to help him tighten the straps of the queen armor, "You It's up to you to go into battle."

Qiu Sheng responded with a low smile, then turned to look at Chu He, his eyes became more gentle unconsciously: "Ah Hong, are you going to Tengjiao Tower? It's the same as the Sifang Pavilion of the Northwest Army."

To his surprise, Chu Yu didn't insist on following him to the battlefield, but simply nodded and agreed: "You know Nan Daying well, so I won't follow him to make trouble, you take care of yourself."

Han Jianhua, a bachelor who was born in the middle of the battlefield, felt that his head, which was not bald, suddenly became shiny.

Qiu Sheng smiled at him, and pointed to the small box beside him: "Wear it before going upstairs, and asked He Lingyu to make it for you..."

As soon as he finished his words, he was taken aback by a violent and long-lasting shock. He steadied his feet and followed Han Jianhua out of the tent with his knife in hand.

As soon as he got out of the camp, there was already thick smoke billowing outside, Qiu Sheng frowned: "Then we need to use heavy artillery? Are you so impatient?"

The battlefield was covered with gray smoke, the enemy and us were fighting each other almost three feet away without knowing humans or animals, and some with bad eyesight even chopped off their comrades, the diffuse smoke was even worse. Aggravating the panic of the soldiers, the grass and trees waved their machetes in vain and slashed at the smoke and smoke in front of them. They exhausted their strength in vain, and their bodies were smashed to pieces under the hooves of the horses. real.

And the shaman Chuanmu who didn't know how many miles away seemed to be crazy. Their heavy artillery was very lethal, but the accuracy was extremely poor. If they were not careful, they were all smashed into their own camp and exploded. The skeletal southern barbarians didn't know why until they died, and they didn't know that they died under the command of their own commander.

"The fire army obeys the order! Light the flares—"

The lantern bomb is a misnomer. It has nothing to do with cannonballs at all. It is just a small handful of flint and paraffin that can be ignited in a special way, and then put it in a paper cylinder. Fire it up and raise it into the sky, bringing a momentary blazing light.

Qiu Sheng leaned on the horse and squinted his eyes. At least he had to know the specific battle situation on the battlefield. The shaman was willing to be a fool and fire the heavy artillery, but he didn't have the time to play with this person.

Two quarters later, half of the smoggy battlefield became brighter, and I saw that the Nandaying Shu and Jia armies had charged forward and went straight into the center of the enemy army, tearing a hole in the tight formation of the southern barbarians, and they were about to chase each other. smash.

He was happy in his heart, but suddenly he felt his scalp go numb.

If the purpose of the shaman's battle is camping, no matter what, heavy artillery should not be fired to emit smoke. Judging from the enemy's situation, the heavy artillery's aim is unstable and it is very easy to kill one's own people by mistake. Any coach who takes victory as a benchmark will not do it This kind of thing happens.

He suddenly remembered the last battle in Wisconsin, Latu's primary purpose was to delay time and buy time for the shaman Chuanmu, so he ran away in all directions when the reinforcements arrived.And this time, such a big battle was created just for the sake of fancy but not useful?

Qiu Sheng didn't dare to think about it for a while, the light of the lantern was gradually dimming, and the whole battlefield was once again plunged into a sea of ​​smoke.

With the last sliver of vision, he suddenly felt a roar coming from behind his ears, and immediately before him, he didn't know what crashed to the ground.

He panicked suddenly, and the second batch of lantern bombs lifted into the sky. He blinked heavily, and then he saw that what fell in front of him was Li Yuan, which is unique to the Southern barbarians. This is also a kind of armor, but on the surface It is equipped with grass juice that can insulate heat for a short time, can fly far away with the power of artillery, can hold a hundred catties of iron in the hand, and pack it with huge impact. In terms of lethality, Li Yuan can be regarded as the best among many armors. By.

As for the one in front of him, a sharp arrow pierced his head and the armor on both sides tightly together. Under the strong penetrating force, his round head was squished flat, looking very much like a Only sell poor-looking Roujiamo.

And Roujiamo was still holding a big hammer tightly in his hand, Qiu Sheng was terrified when he saw it, if it weren't for the arrow that shot out of the sky, it would be his brain that turned into pieces of meat now .

When he turned around, he saw Chu Yu in light armor, holding a ten-thousand-foot bow, speeding down the stairs from the Tengjiao Tower, riding a war horse and rushing forward, his face was slightly yellowed by the lantern bullets. The light reflected extraordinarily thin.

It was only then that Qiu Sheng realized what the other party's target was. With the short-lived brightness of the third batch of lanterns, he saw a group of barbarians rushing towards him not far away.