Nanming Engineer

Chapter 160 Occupying Chongqing

Zeng Ying was in pain.

He was sitting in the archery tower of Tucheng, Lingquan Mountain, Shunqing Prefecture, with a tired face. There were several damages on the mountain-patterned iron armor he was wearing, which seemed to be caused by being shot by arrows. The eight-petal iron helmet on top of his head was covered with dust. , the original color can hardly be seen, the red cloak he was wearing has long disappeared, and he is holding a large coarse porcelain bowl in his hand, drinking water in big gulps.

On the left and right sides of him, Yang Zhan and Wang Xiang, who still had whip marks on their faces, were sitting on benches. There were also some generals and guerrilla officers. Everyone looked dusty. From the looks of their faces, some people were still wearing white cloth bandages with blood stains oozing out.

Outside the archery tower, the sound of one or two bird launches could be heard from time to time, and many people were making noises and shouting something.

Zeng Ying put down the bowl, a little displeased, and narrowed her eyes.

Wang Xiang understood, immediately stood up, walked to the door and shouted at the top of his lungs: "What are you shouting? What do you call a ghost who moves a stone and a rolling log? Please be quiet for the hell, I will chop you down if you disturb the adults to rest." head!"

He shouted loudly, and the shouts outside immediately dropped.

Wang Xiang cursed and sat back to his original position, and said in his mouth: "These sons of a bitch, they have no energy to kill the enemy, but they are very energetic to complain and complain, sooner or later they will be dealt with!"

Yang Zhan sighed, and said calmly: "You don't have to blame the son-in-law. The war has dragged on for so long, and Iron Man will be turned into scum. It's not surprising that they complain a little."

Zeng Ying glanced at Yang Zhan with narrowed eyes.

Yang Zhan's heart skipped a beat, and he said hastily, "My lord, I'm not talking about anything else, but to be honest, Zhang Xianzhong has been attacking every day, every day, and it's been more than two months. The soldiers below have worked very hard."

He seemed to glance at Wang Xiang casually: "The guards on the city are all the infantry of our strange army battalion. Over the past two months, [-] soldiers have been scattered in various cities, and half of them died. Thirty percent of them are wounded, so it’s too expensive to continue beating like this! Those who are squatting in the city to eat dry food should also be beaten instead.”

Wang Xiang was furious when he heard the sound, he just jumped up when he sat down, and said in a rough voice: "Cripple Yang, what the hell are you talking about? Your soldiers have been wiped out in the city, so why didn't I fight my soldiers? Which time did my people go out to fight back in the city? A lot of my people died too, who are you talking about in such a weird way?"

The corner of Yang Zhan's mouth twitched, and he put a smile uglier than crying on his face: "Say whoever agrees."

As soon as Wang Xiang moved his body, he threw himself on Yang Zhan in the next second. The two of them were tall and thick, and the scuffle was earth-shattering. People were yelling at each other, and some were watching with cold eyes. Except for Zeng Ying, everyone on the arrow tower was in a mess.

The banner officer standing next to Zeng Ying was responsible for the discipline in the army. At this time, he yelled twice with a pale face, but no one listened to him at all, and they fought and rolled together on their own.

"enough!"

Zeng Ying slammed the low table beside him, and with all the force of his palm, the solid wooden table was shattered and turned into a pile of wooden pieces scattered on the ground.

"Get up the fuck! What does this look like, a street gangster? Get out!"

When he was angry, Yang Zhan and Wang Xiangcai separated angrily. Yang Zhan's whiplash injury had not healed, and he obviously suffered a loss. His helmet fell off, his hair was spread out, and there was a black circle on his eyes. He shivered on the ground for a long time before crawling out. stand up.Wang Xiang's face was also bruised because he was head-butted by Yang Zhan.

Seeing a group of ruffian soldiers, Zeng Ying suddenly felt a headache. Outside, Zhang Xianzhong's army surrounded Tucheng and attacked, and his internal division began to divide again. What should I do?
Yang Zhan grinned and stared at Wang Xiang again and again, looking as vicious as if he wanted to eat someone. He was afraid of Zeng Ying, but not Wang Xiang. Wang Xiang also stared back, their eyes seemed to be on each other. They were entangled like a fight in the air.

"Since everyone doesn't want to fight anymore, what should we do? Let's talk about it." Zeng Ying asked with narrowed eyes.

Wang Xiang was the first to say: "My lord, Zhang Xianzhong's backyard is not stable now. During this period of time, there are many rich families in western Sichuan who have come to my camp to seek refuge. I heard that the decree of offering thieves does not leave Chengdu for hundreds of miles. Zhuang defends himself, kills the thieves and officials, and waits for the imperial army to attack. It is better for us to retreat a little bit to let Zhang Xianzhong breathe a sigh of relief. Once we retreat, the thieves will definitely go back to clean up the chaos in his territory. He divides the troops, we march forward with one drum, and we will definitely win the whole victory!"

After hearing this, Zeng Ying was noncommittal, but Yang Zhan sneered.

Wang Xiang said angrily, "Cripple Yang, what are you laughing at?"

Yang Zhanshai said: "I laugh at you for caring about your little territory. You probably heard that Qin Liangyu's adopted son Wang Huan occupied Kuizhou and robbed your old nest. You were panicked and wanted to go back and take it back. , don’t think I don’t know your little calculations.”

He snorted coldly and said, "Have you ever considered my lord when you did this? If we withdraw our troops, the bandit will take the opportunity to cover up and kill him. He has many soldiers, and we leave the pass. How can we stop him? It will be a thousand miles away, so we can't say for sure." Chongqing will be lost, and you still have Kuizhou, where are you going, my lord?"

Wang Xiang's face was blue and white, his fists were crackling, and his eyes were almost burning: "Cripple Yang, you don't need to sow discord, we lost Kuizhou, which means we cut off the channel with Huguang. I came up with this method after considering the long term, otherwise what would happen if Wang Huan wanted to visit Shu and wanted to Chongqing Mansion?"

Yang Zhan snorted and said, "Native villagers, how many soldiers does he have? How dare he attack the Chongqing government."

Wang Xiang was suffocated and speechless. Indeed, as Yang Zhan said, he was only thinking about returning to the army to recapture Kuizhou. That was his town. Without him, he would be like a savage with nowhere to stay. , taxes can’t be collected, life without money is very miserable.But what Yang Zhan said was right. If there were really many Shizhu soldiers, they would have sent out troops to fight Zeng Ying. How could they wait until Tan Wen was destroyed and Kuizhou Kong Kong came out to kill them? To say that they would attack the important town of Chongqing, no one Will believe it.

While listening to the quarrel between the two, Zeng Ying was clear-eyed. Of course Wang Xiang wanted to go back to Kuizhou for his own benefit. Of course Yang Zhan wanted to keep Shunqing for his own sake. If he just retreated like this, his territory would of course fall into the hands of Zhang Xianzhong, so he had nothing to say when he asked his people to be responsible for guarding the pass.

The two quarreled and quarreled, all because of the territory, but this territory was given to them by Zeng Ying, and it was all Zeng Ying's place in a big way. Zeng Ying can't just think about the present like the two, but think about the whole situation. calculate.

Zeng Ying closed her eyes, frowned and thought carefully, whether she should hold on, wait for Zhang Xianzhong to go back to fight the fire, or retreat slowly, take a rest and fight back, it's really a dilemma.

What about peace talks?
A thought suddenly popped into Zeng Ying's mind. Isn't the reason why Zhang Xianzhong called here because the officers and soldiers occupied several of his mansions? Let's talk about some gold, silver, treasures, food, grass, and beauties, and then we will talk about it in the future after each retreats. Maybe it will be successful?Anyway, it has been so many years since the officers and soldiers have talked with the thieves, and there have been precedents since the Wanli period. Both have experience, and the peace negotiation is beneficial to both parties.

The more Zeng Ying thought about it, the more reliable she became, she sat up straight, her eyes sparkled, and she circled all her subordinates, thinking who would be more appropriate to send to negotiate peace. There was a loud commotion, as if many people were arguing.

This voice disturbed Zeng Ying's thinking, his face turned cold, and he was about to explode, but he saw a bloody soldier rushing in sweating profusely from outside the door, kneeling on the ground, panting like a bellows After taking a few breaths, he shouted hoarsely: "My lord, Chongqing City is lost!"

All the generals present were stunned, dumbfounded and speechless.

Zeng Ying's squinted eyes suddenly opened, staring wide open, jumped up and grabbed the soldier's collar with his hands, ignoring the blood stains on his clothes, and asked in a trembling voice: "You, what are you talking about?"

(End of this chapter)