Nanming Engineer

Chapter 325 Patrol
As soon as Hahamu's words came out, Meng Qiaofang was overjoyed. Hanzhong on the other side of the Qinling Mountains was originally his territory, and the key terrain was the node to go south to Sichuan, but he lost it without knowing why. , why not do it.

"Master Ha is right. This man is full of scheming and cunning. Prince Su fell short because of his secret losses. He came back to the north with hatred." Meng Qiaofang touched his long beard and said, "Now this son is being killed by the Ming Dynasty. High-ranking officials were conferred by the court, and they were promoted to the general army of Sichuan and Shaanxi, and the power was all over the place."

"Oh? General Soldier of Sichuan and Shaanxi Province? But what grade of official?" Hahamu became interested and asked with great interest.

"A military officer of the third rank, I heard that he still holds the title of Uncle Pingliang, which is more noble than ordinary third-rank military officers." Meng Qiaofang replied. He was a famous general, so he was naturally familiar with the official ranks of the Ming Dynasty.

"Excellent! This official position is high enough. Killing this kid will increase my future. When I return from the suppression of the rebellion, I will definitely be promoted to Aliha Angbang!" Hahamu became happy, grinning loudly. Zhang's fleshy face was even more ferocious.

Wu Sangui looked at Hahamu expressionlessly, did not speak, his indifferent face showed no joy or sorrow, and it was hard to see what he was thinking.

But Meng Qiaofang and Huang Erxing were a little worried. This Hahamu didn't look very smart. He seemed to be a straight person who could only fight and cut people. He had a simple mind and well-developed limbs. Is he really Wang Huan's opponent?
Both Meng and Huang made crosses in their hearts.

Unanimously, the two looked at the calm Wu Sangui together. It seemed that this Jurchen aristocrat could not be counted on to be happy, only King Pingxi seemed more reliable.

Wu Sangui narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the map, his eyes flickered, his eyes stayed on the little black dot representing Hanzhong, and he did not leave for a long time.

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Two days later in the evening, when the heat of the day had subsided and dusk began to set in, a large group of Qing troops ushered in outside Sanyuan County, nearly a hundred miles away from Xi'an City. People's legs and horses' feet stepped on the yellow ground, and the raised dust raised half of the sky. Judging from the colors of the flags and uniforms, they were all armored warriors. They were different from ordinary Shaanxi Qing soldiers. On the huge flags, there was There is no Eight Banners designation, only the words "Pingxi Wang" are particularly eye-catching.

The county magistrate of Sanyuan County had already received the news, and drove some cattle, sheep, pigs, geese and villagers out to work in the army. Even the chief general Wu Sangui was driven away coldly without seeing him, and then retreated into the city with his tail between his legs.

The people in the city did not dare to breathe out, and slipped back home one after another, closing the doors and windows tightly. The small county town, for a while, was like a ghost town without people, and the streets and alleys were instantly empty, and there was no one to haunt.

Under the leadership of the county lieutenant, several mending yamen servants standing at the city gate opened the city gate wide, waiting for the Qing soldiers to enter the city.

The county magistrate led a group of ashen-faced villagers back with a disheveled face. He came back on foot, and the horse he was riding was forced to stay in the army. The county lieutenant leaned forward and asked in fear: "My lord, what's the matter, gentlemen?" Which courtyard do you want to live in? How many girls do you want to accompany the bed?"

The county magistrate rolled his eyes with a stern face: "What kind of bed do you want to accompany? They don't want it at all! Close the door quickly, the uncles will camp outside the city."

"Huh?" The county lieutenant was a little unbelievable: "They're not going into the city anymore?"

There was also a hint of confusion in the county magistrate's eyes, he shook his head and gritted his teeth and said, "It's better not to enter the city, so as to avoid disaster! Quick, quick, quick! The military master said, let's close the door quickly, strengthen the walls and clear the fields, these days , to fight a big battle around here."

The county lieutenant shrank his neck, stuck out his tongue and said, "A big fight? Could it be that we are going to break into thieves like a few years ago?"

The county magistrate sighed and said helplessly: "Most of the time, the situation is unstable now. Ming chaos is happening everywhere. The rebels in northern Shaanxi have not yet been wiped out. The Ming army in Hanzhong has become restless again. Our Sanyuan County is separated by Xi'an Mansion is so close, it will be affected sooner or later. It depends on the situation. Once the situation changes, you and I have to make plans early."

When he said "the situation has changed", his tone was very meaningful. The county lieutenant who was also demoted by the Ming Dynasty immediately understood the meaning of the words. To the county magistrate.

The county magistrate is a scholar, but at this moment he showed a look more decisive than a warrior. He snorted fiercely: "It's just a braid, just cut it off. Are we still selling it to the Tatars? Those who know the current affairs are heroes. Good birds roost in broken trees, and little people like us are not allowed to fall in the wind. If one side gains power, we will fall to that side. No matter which side it is, in order to win over people's hearts, we will not embarrass the ministers too much."

"However, my lord." The county lieutenant licked his lips and said: "There are so many people from the Qing army, and the leader is Pingxi King Wu Sangui. This is a ruthless character. I'm afraid he won't be defeated, right?"

"It's hard to say!" The county magistrate shook his head and said, "A person as big as Hauge back then retreated from Sichuan in despair, and lost Hanzhong. In this matter of military strategists, no one can say for sure who will win and who will lose."

He suddenly came back to his senses, slapped his hand on the city gate, and said angrily: "Why are you talking so much? Close the city gate quickly, and the rest is just waiting!"

The county lieutenant quickly agreed, urging the soldiers to close the gates. The two thick and solid wooden city gates were slowly closed with the joint efforts of several people. A huge barricade comparable to a house beam , and then in the sound of the trumpet, the gatekeepers worked together to put it up, and with a "bang", it fell on the iron door latch and sealed the door.

The county magistrate went back to rest, but the county lieutenant's life was not so good. He was tightly ordered by the county magistrate to send people to the city in three shifts to guard. As for what to guard, the county magistrate didn't know.

The county lieutenant had no choice but to go to the city with a torch. On the top of the city, some soldiers on duty at night were gathering in one place, spanking and chatting. There is no salary, the busy farming is for the people, and the soldiers are for the slack. At this time, the situation is tight, and they are all confiscated.

It was not voluntary for them to stay here at night, and they still had a lot of farm work at home. When they were busy, they were unkindly dragged in by the government to supplement their work. Naturally, they complained and secretly complained together.

The county captain came up and heard it immediately.

He waved his whip mercilessly, lashing out and cursing at the same time, all of a sudden, the whole city was buzzing with noise.

The military camp outside the city has already set up a camp. Although the Liaodong army soldiers are not used to the heat here, they are quick to do things. A huge camp, ditches, wooden walls, and gate towers have all been repaired in a short period of time. built up.

Wu Sangui rode on the horse and looked at the top of Sanyuan City. It was a quiet night, and the noise from the top of the city was far away, and he could hear it.

"Why are the local miscellaneous soldiers so unbearable? Let them guard the city well, why are they so loud?" Wu Sangui frowned and said, "Aren't they afraid that others don't know that they are vulnerable?"

Huang Erxing, who was following behind him, blushed. Although there were regimental trainers in charge of training in the local regiment, as the governor, he was naturally inseparable from the responsibility.

He said embarrassingly: "These soldiers are temporarily recruited for regiment training. In fact, they are farmers. They have not practiced for a long time, and they have not been trained yet. When they go back, the generals must step up their training."

In Huang Erxing's mind, he had already decided that the lieutenant general in charge of the regiment training in Xi'an should pay him an extra amount of regular money, just for the anger he was receiving at this moment.

Wu Sangui just let out a muffled snort when he heard the words, and without further investigation, he rode his horse forward slowly.

Following him were Xia Guoxiang, Li Benshen, Wang Pingfan and other generals under King Pingxi. They looked at Huang Erxing with mocking eyes and did not speak.

Huang Erxing's face was red, but he didn't dare to get angry, so he had to urge the horse and follow.

It is Wu Sangui's habit to patrol the camp at the beginning of the camp. It has been like this for many years and never fails. Whether in the ice and snow in Liaodong or in the Northwest desert, he has always insisted on the true qualities of an excellent military general.

As for Huang Erxing, Meng Qiaofang sent him here. Hahamu and Meng Qiaofang stayed in Xi'an while Wu Sangui led the troops to implement his plan. Huang Erxing's task was to cooperate with Wu Sangui in the battle as the governor of Shaanxi and solve various logistical chores. , and was responsible for supplying food and grass to the army and recruiting civilians.

(End of this chapter)