I, Zhu Youjian: the first prodigal son of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 260 Three Thousand White Rods
The autumn rains are continuous and the nights are cold.

Xifengkou line.

Iron Sword Pass.

In a great battle in the seventh year of the Apocalypse, Mao Yuanyi was hired by the idiot emperor Zhu Youjian Jianba, and led a group of child soldiers to kill Huang Taiji with one cannonball, flooding the entire army, killing Dabeile Daishan, and capturing Erbeile Amin alive.

From then on, Mao Shatou became famous in the first battle.

The Xifengkou area has also become a vast area of ​​water, and then through the water conservancy project of the Daming Engineering Bureau, the water is diverted to the east to irrigate and nourish millions of people...

……

"The Great Ming God of War, Mao Yuanyi, is truly a god-man."

Standing quietly on an isolated peak, the eyes are full of mist and mist. Looking around, thousands of mountains around Xifengkou Reservoir are verdant and full of vitality.

Turning the head to look to the north of the Great Wall, it is another scene.

Two words: desolation.

"Bypassing the Xifengkou Great Wall, we can follow the route that Huang Taiji used to attack Xifengkou, and outflank Shenyang's flank." Qin Liangyu reached out to catch a handful of clean rainwater, looked into the distance, and said:

"Your two uncles, and I, three thousand Sichuan and Chongqing white soldiers, lost all casualties in the battle of Duhun River in the first year of Tianqi."

"In September of the same year, I returned to Sichuan and Chongqing for my mother, and recruited another [-] white soldiers, but suffered heavy casualties in the next few battles. Even your uncle's two sons died in battle..."

Qin Liangyu's cold and pretty jade face was covered with a layer of frost.

One by one, one by one, it tells about the bloody battles of the year, which made son Ma Xianglin and daughter-in-law Zhang Fengyi fascinated and excited.

Today, things are people and things are not things.

I heard that the current emperor is a big dude, and it doesn't seem to be too much to say that he is a big loser. It is really disgusting to put [-] to [-] slaves in Shanhaiguan and not to cull them, but to build railways.

Therefore, after she got [-] new-style firearms, [-] machine guns, and dozens of mountain artillery from "Zhujiaozi", she didn't return to Sichuan and Chongqing immediately, but quietly detoured to Xifengkou, intending to sneak into the building. Slave flank direction, kill a group of enemies...

"This time we go out of the customs, we can say that we are going deep alone, so it is most important to let the three thousand soldiers hide their tracks."

"Three thousand white-armed soldiers must fight the enemy bravely, with one as ten."

"If you don't kill [-] Jian slave pigtails, you will never return to your hometown in Sichuan and Chongqing!"

Qin Liangyu pondered for a long time, and after repeated deduction, he began to assign tasks.

"Zhang Fengyi listens to the order!"

"I want you to be a vanguard officer and lead [-] cavalry all the way north. While exploring the path for the army, you must also explore the source of water, the northern barbarian tribes, and the Jiannu scouts."

"If you encounter Jiannu and northern barbarians on the way, shoot and kill them!"

After Zhang Fengyi took the order, she got on her horse and galloped away with [-] cavalry.

"Ma Xianglin listens!"

"I order you to lead [-] cavalry, secretly support the vanguard officer Zhang Fengyi, and after leaving secret marks along the way, you must absolutely guarantee the safety of the vanguard officer, and there must be no mistakes!"

"If you miss the opportunity to fight, you will definitely be killed!"

Ma Xianglin shrank his neck, got on his horse, and went to get ready.

On a lone peak at the mouth of Xifeng, Qin Liangyu stood quietly for a long time, and after about half an hour, he ordered more than two thousand soldiers and horses to take a detour, pass through a precipitous grand canyon, and enter the vast desert...

……

"Detour through the mouth of Xifeng and enter the vast desert?"

In the capital city, in the cabin of a painting boat, the idiot emperor was holding a roll of silk, with a strange look on his face: "That is to say, General Qin Liangyu led her newly recruited three thousand white soldiers to find Jiannu Bad luck?

Three thousand white soldiers...

Her two elder brothers, two nephews, seven or eight thousand white soldiers all died on the Liaodong battlefield, and this revenge really had to be avenged.

The problem is, this woman, cough! "

Zhu Youjian soon understood that the reason why Qin Liangyu acted like this was that fundamentally speaking, he still didn't trust him, the idiot emperor, and would rather risk the heinous crime of "disobedience" and go to the Liaodong battlefield on his own, rather than submitting to him again. The imperial court asks for a fight.

It seems that in the eyes of righteous men of Ming Dynasty, his reputation as a prodigal bastard is a bit stinky...

……

Zhu Youjian chuckled, turned to Miss Hongliu and said with a smile: "This Qin Liangyu, a woman does not give in to a man, and three thousand white soldiers dare to go to Liaodong to avenge their revenge. Such a hero is rare in our Ming Dynasty Woolen cloth."

"Wrong, son, you are wrong."

"Oh? Did I say something wrong?"

"Yes, in Daming, there are quite a lot of people who are willing to sacrifice their lives for the country and the country. However, many people have no confidence in the court."

Zhu Youjian heard this, thought for a while, and then stopped worrying about this issue.

Only in troubled times can we see the true colors of heroes.

In the original script, when the buildings of the Ming Dynasty collapsed and the whole country fell, there were many scholars who were usually powerless, and they died generously, not afraid of the so-called life and death.

Reckless heroes, not to mention.

In fact, even Li Zicheng, a demon king of the world, who has no ink, turned into an anti-Qing righteous man in the end...

"My lord, let's think about what to do. General Qin Liangyu's departure may be... more ominous." Miss Hongliu said sadly.

She was originally from Jianghu, and she was also a daughter, so she naturally cared more about Qin Liangyu's affairs.

"It's more ominous than good, it should be the pig's tail of Jiannu," Zhu Youjian said casually: "I want these three thousand white soldiers to become the beginning of Mangurtai's nightmare."

Miss Hongliu looked at Zhu Youjian eagerly, and said, "Please find a way...to help sister Qin Liangyu!"

Zhu Youjian reached out and rubbed the top of Hongliu girl's head, and said softly, "Don't worry, I will definitely help her out."

So, for the next half hour, Zhu Youjian and Miss Hongliu got busy.

"Send a message to Cao Gongfei, ordering him to find a way to contact General Qin Liangyu no matter what, and ensure that the information on the battlefield is unobstructed at all times!"

"Let Mao Yuanyi lay out the layout and command the overall situation!"

"Forget it, this letter from Mao Yuanyi, I should write it myself..."

……

At the southern foot of the Qinling Mountains, in an ordinary farmyard, Li Sanniang was wearing an apron and dressed as a peasant woman, feeding chickens.

Under a big willow tree at the gate of the courtyard, Mao Yuanyi was lying on a mantrap, closing his eyes and meditating.

A bowl of tea was about to cool down, but I didn't bother to take a sip.

"Sir, the tea is cold, do you want to change it for you?" Li Sanniang looked at Mao Yuanyi's appearance, walked over with some distress, and started to change him a new bowl of tea.

"No need, cold tea is good." Mao Yuanyi said.

"Uh..." Li Sanniang was taken aback for a moment, then stopped talking.

She could see that Mao Yuanyi's mood was a little dull, probably because she hadn't cleared her mind yet.

Every time when planning a big battle, Mao Yuanyi often "closes his eyes and rests his mind" for a while, but in the past, after half an hour, there will be a result.

But this time, it took most of the day.

But always.

This made her a little worried, and she said softly: "Sir, why don't you exercise your muscles and eat something before planning? By the way, sir, the chicken soup I simmered should be ready soon, may I bring you a bowl?"

Mao Yuanyi invited a mysterious "Mr." who used acupuncture and herbal medicine, and taught her a set of "Wu Qin Xi" boxing, which completely healed Li Sanniang's hidden wounds.

Therefore, when facing this 'teacher', Li Sanniang was in awe, and she inadvertently served Mao Yuanyi with the courtesy of a student.

"Okay, bring me a bowl of chicken soup, let's drink together."

Mao Yuanyi suddenly opened his eyes, and sat up straight: "The idiot emperor once said a word, it will rain, and my mother will marry, let her go. Now that I think about it, this is really clever, haha."

Mao Yuanyi's mood quickly improved.

He stood up, flexed his muscles and bones, looked up at the foggy sky, and muttered to himself: "This autumn rain, stop and stop, stop and stop, there must be a result after all, it can't last forever." So foggy, wet, dusty..."

Seeing that Mao Yuanyi was in a good mood, Li Sanniang was also in a good mood.

She turned around and hurried to the kitchen to serve chicken soup.

Mao Yuanyi glanced at her back inadvertently, narrowed his eyes slightly for no reason, and reached out to touch his nose.

In the words of the idiot emperor, Li Sanniang's stature can be scored full marks...

……

An autumn rain and a cold.

This is especially true outside the customs.

As the three thousand white-armed soldiers drifted away and finally came to the depths of the grassland, the chilly atmosphere of the autumn rain became more and more obvious, and even the thin tents could not block the howling north wind.

Because you have to hide your whereabouts, you can't burn a bonfire to keep warm.

In each tent, the soldiers couldn't bear the cold, wrapped in sheepskin, etc., and huddled together to keep warm, even so, they were still shivering from the cold.

This team of soldiers and horses are all from Sichuan and Chongqing, which is not suitable for the late autumn of the northern grasslands.

Moreover, seeing the gray clouds thousands of miles away, this rain may last for a few more days.

Next, it's winter...

……

In what must have been an inconspicuous tent, Qin Liangyu was wearing a piece of torn sheepskin, sitting upright with his back straight.

A sword rests across the legs.

The cold face became even colder.

The temperature in the tent was very low, and the white steam she exhaled from her mouth and nose was steaming, just like in the cold winter, a thin layer of hoarfrost condensed on her eyebrows and hair tips.

To be honest, she has some understanding of late autumn in the desert.

But this year's winter seems to be twenty days earlier.

This made her feel a little restless.

As a general, not knowing the right time and place is tantamount to seeking defeat. Each of the three thousand white soldiers under her command has been carefully selected, and each one is a tough man, fearless of death.

However, the weather right now...

"Who?"

Suddenly, Qin Liangyu's face darkened, and with a soft swipe sound, the sword in his hand was already three inches out of its sheath, emitting a fierce murderous intent.

"General Qin, my son has a message for you."

A corner of the tent was gently opened, and a figure walked in quietly. Wearing an ordinary herdsman's sheepskin robe, he was a dark complexioned middle-aged man with thick hands and big feet, no different from those grassland herdsmen.

Qin Liangyu held the hilt of his sword and stared at the middle-aged man coldly, never letting down his vigilance.

This man looks ordinary, but there is a faint murderous intent on him. If she hadn't dealt with people in the world all the year round, and was more familiar with the aura of those strange people, she would not have noticed it.

"General Qin, don't be suspicious." The middle-aged man took off the buckskin hat on his head and grinned, revealing a mouthful of clean teeth. "My name is Shen Bulan. The general can also call me a shepherd."

"Shen Bulan? Shepherd?"

Qin Liangyu frowned slightly, the look of surprise on his face never dissipated.

Her [-] white soldiers, escorted by two groups of scouts, sneaked around the grasslands, deserts and Gobi Desert almost without anyone noticing.

The middle-aged man dressed as a herdsman in front of him was able to quietly approach the camp of the Chinese army, his martial arts must be amazing.

If this person is a slave agent...

The consequences are unimaginable.

"General Qin, you can know everything by reading this secret letter." The shepherd Shen Bulan reached into his bosom, took out a small green bamboo tube, squeezed out a roll of silk from it, handed it to Qin Liangyu with both hands, and said:
"General, please take a look."

Qin Liangyu took the roll of silk and slowly opened it, a strange expression suddenly appeared on his face.

Some were surprised, some were shocked, and some were unbelievable.

"Your son...is it him?"

Qin Liangyu took a deep breath, and the look of surprise on her face gradually faded. She walked to the side of the tent, opened a corner, looked outside for a few times, and then came back again.

"Shen Daxia, please sit down and talk."

"I'm not a hero, I'm a shepherd."

"Hero Shen is too polite."

"The general is polite."

The shepherd Shen Bulan walked to the brazier, threw a few pieces of firewood into it, and started to boil water: "I chased General Qin for two days and two nights, fortunately, I didn't delay the big event, but I have to get something to eat quickly."

Qin Liangyu just asked if he wanted to let Huotoujun get some food, but Shen Bulan waved his hand to stop him.

"It's late at night, so don't bother others, as long as there is a fire here."

Seeing Shen Bulan start grilling meat skillfully, Qin Liangyu didn't say anything else.

People in the world, it is very comfortable to have a pot of fire and a few big pieces of meat on this cold and rainy night.

"Your son said, let me continue to go north?"

"Yes, all the way north."

"Northern... all the way to the site of Donghai Jurchen, isn't that the old nest of Jiannu?"

"Yes, my son said, if you want to do it, do it to death, gouging out the roots, and don't let those pig tails have any way back."

Qin Liangyu pondered for a long time, raised his head and asked: "I understand what your son means, but I just want to kill the enemy on the battlefield, avenge my two elder brothers, and avenge my more than 7000 white soldiers!
As for digging people's ancestral graves..."

She hesitated to speak, but the meaning was very clear.

She is a general, and when she confronts the enemy on the frontal battlefield, she is fine even if blood is spilled on the sky and corpses are shrouded in horse leather. As for digging people's ancestral graves, she, Qin Liangyu, doesn't even bother to do such low-level things.

The shepherd Shen Bulan smiled slightly: "My son really doesn't bother to dig the ancestral grave of Huang Taiji's family.

However, what if it is Luding Mountain?

In other words, what about the most elite [-] cavalry in Manggurtai?If they were killed at the foot of Luding Mountain, it would be a kind of memorial service to their ancestors. "

"Thirty thousand of the most elite cavalry?"

Qin Liangyu was taken aback, and said sternly, "Jianu still has [-] cavalry hidden in his lair?"

Thirty thousand iron cavalry, suddenly recruited at a critical moment, can be regarded as a surprise soldier on the battlefield in western Liaoning, and it will often play a decisive role.

Thinking of this, Qin Liangyu suddenly got up and said, "Tell your son, I'll go!"

The shepherd Shen Bulan smiled slightly and said, "No hurry, no hurry, there are only 2 cavalry, and now they are too frightened by Cao Wenzhao's [-] horses to dare to move, and they are huddled in the Black Dragon Gorge like a turtle."

(End of this chapter)