Beiyang new warlord

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"How's the loss?"

Having been in Dongjiang for a long time, Song Xiance also knew how to do it. With his hands on the sand table, he frowned and asked straightforwardly, but Yu Dacheng was taken aback. He paused for a moment before answering gloomyly.

"Six Tuntian Zhuangzi! There should be 300 people killed and plundered. A total of 3000 troops from the Standardization Battalion, Zhenhai Institute, and Dinghai Institute were stationed in Chongshan. Five days ago, more than 500 soldiers from Dinghai Institute were in the small Chongling bumped into the thieves who had just stormed Lijiatun, but was defeated, and 170 officers and soldiers died in battle."

"Where are the thieves?"

After another full pause for a few seconds, Yu Dacheng shook his head with a blushing face.

"They took away the corpse, but according to what the soldiers said, they should be beheaded ten levels!"

Wen Meng was a little speechless, everyone said that the soldiers in the inland guards were corrupt, and it was true. More than 500 officers and soldiers fought against [-] thieves. Is it said that they beheaded ten levels?

Also grinning straight, pointing at the small Chongling, Song Xiance clenched his fists at Yu Dacheng helplessly.

"Can you go to the battlefield to see?"

Yu Dacheng can be regarded as a pragmatic official, and he readily waved to the door.

"General Li, summon the standard battalion, you lead the way!"

The corruption of the army at the end of the Ming Dynasty is really obvious. In order to deal with the [-] thugs, tens of thousands of people in the entire town of Denglaidao Army were mobilized. Near Xiaochongshan, there is really three steps, one post, five steps and one sentry. The governor's standard battalion is even more heavily armed. Protection, layer upon layer, no wonder Yu Dacheng summoned, these are money and food, and with so many troops dispatched, the spring plowing in the army will be greatly affected.

The war was just over a few days ago. Although the corpses were all put away, the blood on the battlefield was not washed away, and there were still many traces left behind. For old soldiers like Song Xiance and Wen Meng, it was simply a put on the face.

Bending down, Song Xiance stretched out his hand from the crevice of the rock and pulled out an arrowhead. On the other end, Wen Meng was an expert, and within a short while, he found more than a dozen lost arrowheads. The two of them took these things and put them neatly on the In front of Yu Dacheng.

"This is"

"Master Yu, hasn't Thief shot arrows?"

"How could it be possible that they didn't shoot arrows? These thieves broke up the army with the rain of arrows, and then dispersed with the cavalry. Do you really think that I don't understand the army?"

Yu Dacheng immediately yelled unwillingly, and the two experts immediately shared their hands helplessly.

"My lord, these arrows are all the same. They cannot all be shot by the officers and soldiers. They must include the arrows of thieves. Denglaidao and Liaozhen share the same armory of the Ministry of War. Even the arrows of the local guards in Shandong are different from it. , are heavy arrows, that is to say, these are not ordinary thieves, they are all government troops, and they may even be Liao troops!"

Hearing this, Yu Dacheng showed a little impatience on his face. He already knew that Liu Zeqing was behind the tricks based on the information Mao Jue shared with him. Liu Zeqing was from Liao Town.

But when he said this, Song Xiance's eyes were quietly staring behind Yu Dacheng. During these words, the eyes of his Shaoxing master, Fang Bingwen, couldn't help flickering!

Chapter 394. No one can help!

In the shadow of a famous tree, Mao Jue, who had just defeated the Qing army, said that he was the number two in the Ming army. No one dared to call himself the boss. His military flag was inserted towards the border of Dengzhou, and the aggressive border immediately stabilized. .

The Denglai army who was waiting for the war also went back to their respective homes, each looking for their own mothers, and the spring plowing had started early. Hunger is more desperate.

It's just that Yu Dacheng's dissatisfaction with Mao Jue's two treasures of literature and martial arts has also intensified. These two people are simply out of shape!

Wenmeng is a little bit better, at least he is stationed on the front line, squatting in Zhaojia Village near Xiaochongshan, but he is very "active" in preparing for the battle, his mother's Dongjiang soldiers are about to catch up with the bandits The chickens, ducks, geese, and dogs in the nearby villages were all bad luck, and they confiscated them as military supplies. They ate a lot of food all day, not to mention bragging, why they eat fish and meat every day in Dongjiang, and they are tired of eating meat Well, if it wasn't for the physical strength required to help Denglai fight, I wouldn't be uncommon to eat.

I eat bran and swallow vegetables every day and watch others eat meat, and I have to listen to bragging. The liaison troops sent by the Denglai Army are so angry that they scold their mothers behind their backs every day.

Moreover, the thieves are cavalry. Although Mao Jue sent the first regiment of Tieshan, the regiment with the highest proportion of veterans is also mostly infantry. There are only two cavalry posts and less than a hundred cavalry. How about a trench and some deer village?

People are good, go out for a run when you are full, climb mountains, digest food, and pass in a day.

Anyway, Wen Meng is also standing in front, this Song Xiance is completely out of shape, he has changed into a Taoist robe, holding a deceitful Taoist banner in his hand, and the two Xianjing Taoist Nuzhen and the outer banner are beside him. The soldiers were even more unlucky. The five-year-old man with a thickness of more than 1.8 meters, his muscles were bulging outwards, so he was asked to put on a Taoist boy's clothes, tie two buns in the sky, and put two blush on his face. How vulgar and vulgar it is, it is scary enough to see it in broad daylight, but if you encounter it in the alley at night, you will have to be a monster to scare people unconscious.

I went out early in the morning, and I don’t know which wild alley I got into to hang out. At night, I wandered back to the Yamen to sleep with a lewd appearance. Sometimes I left for two or three days, and because this guy was here, There are three teachings and nine schools around the yamen, and there are so many ghosts and snakes that I don't know how many.

What is Yu Dacheng's identity?The second-rank governor, a local official, the power of the governor at the end of the Ming Dynasty was still very strong, and he was about to be arrested by the military and government. Every day, he was gathered at the entrance of the yamen by some small ruffians, hooligans, kidnappers, auctioneers, and counterfeit medicine sellers. Where do you put your face?

While speaking, there was another small commotion at the gate of the yamen. Looking out from the small second floor behind the yamen, Song Xiance's funny big head was wearing huge sunglasses, and he looked even less like a good person. He was hanging on his face. There was a big scar, and the lame man who was also not like a good man was muttering something there. Seeing this scene, Yu Dacheng became even more tired of watching.

"My lord, what kind of stuff are these Dongjiang people!"

The master sometimes has to be like an eunuch, meticulously checking his face, obviously seeing that his master is not willing, and beside him, the donkey face of the Shaoxing master Fang Bingwen suddenly looks like a resentful woman, adding fuel and jealousy The head wind is blowing on the side.

"It's really not from a serious class. As soon as this master arrives, good guy, do you know what the people say about our governor's yamen? The steamed bread is a big bastard! All radishes and cabbage chaff are stuffed in it, and there is a naughty boy who will give you a Nickname, what's your name? Shandong Lvlin Dabaozi?"

"There is also Wen Meng in Xiaochongshan. The bandits didn't strangle a few of them, and the land was almost cut three feet high by him. The common people couldn't even eat an egg during confinement. Our chickens, ducks, geese and dogs are almost eaten up!"

"It's too damaging to your reputation! Futai, let's send these two plague gods away!"

To be honest, Yu Dacheng was really moved by what was said. There has been no banditry for almost a month, and he naturally relaxes, but after all, he is the governor, and he can still plead with Mao Jue, big girl It can be paid out, Yu Dacheng still has some brains, he hesitated for a long time, and then Governor Yu waved his hand.

"The Dongjiang soldiers are still useful. After all, when they come, thieves will not dare to come. Even if they are driven away, the spring plowing will be over!"

But still couldn't swallow the breath, his beard twitched, and Yu Dacheng slapped his hand angrily again.

"However, Mao Dongjiang's subordinates are indeed too disgraceful. Bingwen, go and grind them. I want to send a handwritten letter to Mao Dongjiang, so that he can clean up his subordinates!"

As a civil servant, it's okay to talk and sue the parents! The inside is obviously tired, but Fang Bingwen still looks submissive on the surface, and respectfully asks for it.

"Futai, you are holy! I'll go right now, little one!"

He didn't know that he was going to be accused of blackmail, and Mao Jue would have to take the opportunity to blackmail some Shandong specialties when he went back. At this time, Song Xiance was still concentrating on communicating with the bad guy with the scar on his face. Listen, listen, he has big sunglasses Xia Na couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

The red Fuji in Qixia, Yantai, and the big yellow pear in Laiyang are famous for their fruit production in future generations. The reason is that the two prefectures of Denglai in the east of Shandong are all Shandong hills, which are conducive to the growth of these fruit trees, except for a few mountain peaks such as Mount Tai. There are not many tall and steep hills, measured by Sun Tzu's Art of War, this place is similar to a piece of open land, officers and soldiers can come in and out at will, but so can thieves.

Although he is the governor of Denglai Road, Yu Dacheng is mainly in charge of Dengzhou. The prefect of Laizhou is in charge of it. From Weifang to Pingdu, it is basically a paradise for thieves. You can come and go as you like, and Wen Meng handles the small mountain. In Lacey, it can be regarded as the outpost of Dengzhou, but there are many trails across the small mountains, and there are many.

In the dark night, the sound of horses' hooves trampled on the mountain path full of broken stones. From time to time, some stones were thrown out and hit the nearby cliff with a crackling sound. The horse team was marching, and there was an extra cavalry Run up the hill and look down.

Xiaochongshan, Wenmeng Day Camp, is still brightly lit at this point, and you can vaguely see the cigarette burners that Dongjiang soldiers sneaked to the edge of the village to light, and the corners of the eyes of the thief leader under the black mask suddenly appeared With a mocking smile, he stretched out his hand, and actually lifted the face towel, and put a cigarette into his mouth.

Made in Dongjiang.

On the quiet field, the newly germinated corn stalks are warming against the spring breeze, shaking the green branches and leaves. The night in Dengzhou is still so quiet, even quieter than before. After all, I have worked in the fields for a day. Farm work, those households are also tired, and they can't even see the man who guards the village. It's just the typical Shandong big households with the gates of the moats and fences closed tightly.

After a few winks, this time the thieves didn't even bother to send someone to touch it first. The leader whistled, and a dozen thieves smacked the horse's buttocks, whistling and rushed up, still dangling the noose in their hands. , shook a few times, and was precisely put on the suspension bridge. The horse turned its head and galloped back. The rope that locked the suspension bridge immediately made a creaking sound. It jumped out with a bang bang, and in four or five seconds, the suspension bridge slammed into the ground with a bang, which also broke the tranquil night sky.

"Thieves!!!"

Shouts of fear came one after another, Zhuangzi lit up all of a sudden, the shaking heads of the men and women who ran out in a panic also stimulated the nerves of the thieves, and in the cruel smile, the thieves shook their saber geese again. Lingdao, screaming strangely, followed the collapsed suspension bridge and rushed towards Zhuangzi crazily.

One by one, the torches were thrown on the beams of the house, and the fire blazed up, illuminating half the sky, and many reenactments of the plot were staged, dragging the knife to kill the panic-stricken villagers, and the pervert who took off his pants laughed. After entering the house, the hellish night seemed to fall on Tuntian Village in Dengzhou again.

In such chaos, even the rows of bullets seemed less conspicuous.

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A bit of wet and hot viscous liquid gushed out behind him, and the bandit, whose eyes were full of slaughter, wiped it behind him, and then squeezed forward without looking at it. It took a few seconds for him to react, Under the firelight, he actually grabbed Scarlet.

This is very comfortable for the first regiment of the Dongjiang River. Seeing the thieves who are still foolishly crowding into the Zhuangzi, Wen Meng waved his hands happily.