Nanming Engineer

Chapter 164: Meeting the Enemy Head-on
It has been ten days since Zeng Ying got the news that the Chongqing mansion was lost. The envoys sent to Zhang Xianzhong's camp went back and forth dozens of times, conveying the meaning of the generals on both sides to each other. They fought several times with real swords and guns, and finally reached a final agreement. Zeng Ying gave up Shunqing Mansion in exchange for a document of truce.

A copy was kept on each side of the ink-stained paper, but both Zhang Xianzhong and Zeng Ying knew that although the words were signed and the big seal was stamped, no one knew how long it would be valid.It's possible that when you wake up the next day, it's not surprising that you tore up the agreement.

Everyone is wary of each other, but they also know that each other has more important things to solve, and both of them have a bad thing that burns their buttocks in their backyards. It depends on who can solve it quickly. .

Zeng Ying gritted his teeth and signed, and dropped several brushes while signing. How could he be happy if he just gave up the huge territory of Shunqing Mansion?
He was very careful. He built earthen fortresses and wooden villages at several passes along the perimeter of Shunqing Mansion, left soldiers and horses for defense, and drew a map of the terrain. He was prepared to counterattack as soon as his worries were resolved.

From the beginning to the end, Zeng Ying never thought about whether there would be a possibility of protracted procrastination with Shizhu Kuizhou soldiers, let alone whether Qin Liangyu's newly appointed Kuizhou general soldier Wang Huan would eat her in turn.

Wang Huan?Who?never heard of that.

The failure of Yang Zhan and the annihilation of Tan Wen are due to a mistake in employing people, and the other is due to underestimating the enemy. It is not a fault of war. How many barbarians can there be hiding in the ravines?How much insight can you have?When I was busy dealing with the west, I took advantage of some space and occupied some places. I took over the Chongqing Mansion, but I couldn’t explain any problems. If I took up a lot of places, I would be trapped in a cocoon, defending the ground and scoring troops. How many people are with you?
Zeng Ying thought so, and so did Wang Xiang.

Reaching an agreement with Zhang Xianzhong, the first time the two sides gradually ceased fighting, Wang Xiang pleaded with Zeng Ying like burning his buttocks, willing to be the vanguard and return to Chongqing to regain the lost ground.

"The final general is willing to issue a military order. If you can't take back Chongqing, come and see me!" Wang Xiang vowed and ordered Zeng Ying to revise the letter.

Zeng Ying was physically and mentally exhausted, and vomited blood again. She was happy to let Wang Xiang go first. If Wang Xiang settled the matter, she just didn't have to go back, so she could just do it with Zhang Xianzhong again.

Wang Xiang led the five thousand troops of his headquarters and rushed back in a hurry without even eating.

However, despite the urgency, Wang Xiang is a deputy commander with the same reputation as Yang Zhan after all. He has his own way of leading the army. Tan Wenzhong has also heard about the fate of being captured. I heard that the newly emerged commander-in-chief of Kuizhou, Wang Huan, is cunning. There are many reasons, even Yang Zhan has been tricked by him, and the investigation and spying must not be careless.

He sent the scouts out for [-] miles. Every mountain along the way had to be carefully inspected to prevent ambushes, even if it took a little more manpower, it didn't matter.

From Shunqing Mansion to Chongqing Mansion, there is a distance of 360 miles, and the journey is far away. However, Wang Xiang arrived at the border of Chongqing Mansion and entered Hezhou in five days, under the condition of strictly guarding against Wang Huan's ambush. .

The journey went smoothly, and the scouts were rewarded every hour. Not a single Kuizhou soldier was seen. There were no traces of the enemy in the dangerous dense forests and narrow valleys on the road. The Kuizhou soldiers seemed to be hiding in the city of Chongqing, unable to escape.

After passing through Hezhou, there is Chongqing Mansion. With the current foot strength, it only takes one day to get there. Wang Xiang's anxiety and eagerness finally calmed down a little. After regaining Chongqing, will Kuizhou be far behind?

"Send the order, the whole army should speed up and arrive at Chongqing Mansion at sunset today. I will drink victory wine with you all in the government office!" Wang Xiang was riding on a five-flowered horse, with a body as tall and strong as an iron tower. The subordinates marching on the official road shouted loudly.

The messenger immediately passed his order to everyone's ears, but most of those who heard it bowed their heads and began to curse. After running for several miles and running for five days, everyone was exhausted. Now there are at least a hundred miles away from Chongqing Mansion, and it takes half a day to get to the bottom of the city wall. No one can do it except grow wings.

The first-class officials crushed people to death, not to mention that Wang Xiang was not only an official, but also the general who whipped the whip for the slightest mistake. The soldiers had no choice but to let go of their servants and run for their lives except for gritting their teeth and cursing a few times.

Wang Xiang watched the army walking quickly on the official road with satisfaction, stroked the beard on his chin that was as hard as a steel needle, and laughed. Thousands of troops rushed forward, their morale was like a rainbow, forgive the little Wang Huan.

Just when he was happy, he saw a scout riding in front of him like flying, and the scout was waving his whip and shouting from a long distance: "There is military sentiment, there is military sentiment!"

Wang Xiang's complexion changed, and he led a few generals to meet him on horseback, and said in a deep voice, "What's the military situation?"

The scout flew to him and rolled off the horse, knelt on the ground without even wiping the sweat flowing from his face, and hissed, "Report to the military gate, there are Kuizhou troops in formation on the official road twenty miles ahead, watch The number of them is about 3000 people, if our army continues to move forward, we will meet them head-on!"

"3000 people?" Surprised whispers sounded from Wang Xiang's left and right sides.

Wang Xiang also frowned slightly, a little surprised.

The information he received was that the Kuizhou army had a total of only a few thousand people, and they had divided troops to guard various places. There were three thousand standing in front of them. Is this an all-out attack?

But after thinking about it, Wang Xiang laughed again: "Hahaha, good, good time! I was worried that the stone pillars would not come out because they were hiding in the cave. This is good. They came to the door by themselves. Tan Wen's Revenge, let me avenge it today! Hahaha!"

He laughed arrogantly, and asked the scouts in the echoing laughter: "Who is the leader of the barbarians on the stone pillar? Can you see the flag?"

The scout hurriedly replied: "The villain looks at the big banner in the formation, and writes a letter of king, with the words "Ming Kuizhou General Soldier" in front of it."

"Ming Kuizhou Chief Soldier?" Wang Xiang's thick eyebrows frowned again: "It's a big tone, I have been fighting for so many years with guns and arrows, but I only got the position of Deputy Chief Soldier, and my hair hasn't grown Qi's boy, how can He De be the chief soldier? Look at me going to tear his balls!"

The left and right generals laughed again, the laughter was full of arrogance and arrogance.

Some were a little more sober, and carefully reminded: "Junmen, our army has been running around for days and lacks rest. The stone pillar barbarians are waiting for work at leisure. Why don't we avoid their edge first, and then follow up."

Wang Xiang didn't care, and reprimanded: "What's the matter! Our army has five thousand elite soldiers, and Shizhu has only three thousand soldiers. Our army is almost twice as large. What are you afraid of? Besides, the sons and daughters are all elite soldiers. Villagers in the mountains, you are timid and incompetent, our army has one enemy against ten and is still modest, so don't talk too much, it will disturb our army's morale!"

Those who opened their mouths retreated in silence, and no one dared to speak out to persuade them. Wang Xiang waved his hands violently at the generals in satisfaction, and said sharply: "The stone pillar barbarians occupy our counties, seize my people, and kill our generals. This enmity is different, all the generals and officers will lead their own troops and horses, and follow our central army to kill the enemy forward, and those who retreat and retreat will be killed!"

After saying that, he picked up the long knife in his hand with one hand, held it high towards the sky, rode his horse and galloped forward, and the generals and guerrilla commanders behind him followed behind with whips, and chased away.

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Wang Huan was dressed in a rattan armored white robe and a cowhide helmet on his head. He stood quietly on a cart converted from a four-wheeled carriage, staring intently at the official road ahead without saying a word.

Beside him, three thousand white-robed soldiers also formed a three-fold formation. The soldiers sat on the ground, with long spears in their hands. The cold light shone, and they seemed motionless like a mountain, and like a silent forest, silent in the wind.

The place where the white-robed soldiers are located is an open and flat land, with no great terrain undulations for several miles. The official road coming from Shunqing, after turning around a forest at a distance of five or six hundred steps, is straight. under their feet stretched to the rear.

Since half an hour ago, scouts on horseback have been flashing out of the woods, looking in this direction, one after another, and finally stopped at the edge of the woods, pointing, as if counting the number of people, intermittently Some laughter can also be heard.

Yes, the scouts have never seen such an army sitting in formation like Kuizhou soldiers. Marching and fighting are all about momentum and a strict formation. Wouldn't sitting on the ground lose all your vigor?What did the chief general of the Kuizhou soldiers think?

The Kuizhou soldiers turned a blind eye to this, and still sat on the ground to rest, but there were some white-robed soldiers riding horses beside them, with mountain-destroying crossbows in their hands. The mountain crossbow fired fast, and after shooting down two scouts who had come together desperately, the rest stayed on the edge of the woods in an orderly manner.

After waiting for more than an hour, Wang Xiang's army horses emerged from the woods, and a large piece of Hulala gushed out like a tide, and they also lined up in a triple formation in the open space in front of the woods. The red mandarin ducks fought The uniforms converged into a sea of ​​red, which was distinct from the white Kuizhou soldiers on the opposite side, one red and one white.

The flags were fluttering and the crowds were rolling. Just looking at the size of the formations on both sides, it was obvious that the red triple formation was larger and there were more cavalry on horseback.

Wang Xiang's burly body slowly rode out from behind the formation. The shining fish scale armor on his body reflected the sunlight. The huge long knife in his hand was almost as thick as his horse's neck. It looked menacing.

He squinted his eyes, looked at the Kuizhou soldiers who were more than 300 steps away, and laughed out loud.

The chuckle turned into a big laugh, laughing wantonly, even the generals around him laughed.

"Look, is there such a war? I'm under my nose, and I'm still sitting. Is this going to surrender? Hahaha!" Wang Xiang opened his mouth and couldn't close it: "Who, you go and give it to me." They say that those who want to surrender can throw down their weapons and bind themselves, but that Wang Huan, he can't do it, I will definitely tear his balls!"

The lieutenant general accepted the order with a smile, rode out of the formation, and trotted towards the Kuizhou soldiers.

Wang Huan watched and listened indifferently, and when he saw a cavalry soldier coming out from the other party, he said a word to Zu Bian softly, Zu Bian nodded, and asked the trumpeters beside him to blow their horns.

"Woo~~"

The low and vigorous bullhorn echoed in the sky, and the white-robed soldiers sitting on the ground heard the sound, lined up in a neat and energetic way, and there was a captain and a centurion walking through the queue, cheering and encouraging the soldiers with words.

The running midshipman officer instinctively wanted to turn around and go back the moment the horn horn sounded, but after hesitating for a moment and weighing Wang Xiang and the Kuizhou soldiers in his mind, he bit the bullet and continued forward, arriving a hundred steps away from the Kuizhou soldiers' formation. It stopped far away.

"Listen to the barbarians on the opposite side of the stone pillar, I am Daming... ah!" The officer in the middle of the army raised his voice, and before he could say what he wanted to say, he heard a gunshot in the air, and a puff of green smoke rushed from the front of the Kuizhou army formation. Suddenly, the lieutenant general fell upside down and fell under the horse. The horse was frightened, turned around and ran back, dragging the body with one foot still hanging in the stirrup.

Zu Bian gently blew on the smoke from Niaotong's mouth, and cursed: "Bird thief, at first glance, it looks like a fool who has never played Niaotong."

(End of this chapter)