Huan Rong

The Xianbei cavalry rushed to the Jin army regardless of their lives.

The generals of the Di people were not interested in fighting, so they took advantage of the Xianbei cavalry to stop the Jin soldiers, and left the battlefield as quickly as possible, galloped out of the border of Cheng County, and went straight to Qiuchi.

The large troops withdrew one after another, and the Xianbei cavalry could not support them alone, and were soon divided and surrounded by the Jin soldiers.

Standing in front of the military chariot, Huan Rong watched the battle situation, ordered Huben to enter the battle formation, found Diankui, Xu Chao, Gao Yu and others, and delivered new orders.

"The envoy has an order, abandon the sword and get off the horse, kneel down and don't kill! If you resist to the end, all clan relatives will be killed!"

About a quarter of an hour later, there was a thunderous roar in the battlefield.

"Abandon the knife and get off the horse, kneel down and don't kill!"

The Xianbei cavalry was trapped in the formation, and there were Jin soldiers in front, back, left, and right, and most of them were at the end of their strength.The Di people fled to the west, and they were really alone and helpless. They were able to fight until this moment, all supported by blood.Hearing the shouts of Jin Bing, some people couldn't help but start to waver.

To drop or not to drop?

The Di people had fled without reinforcements, and they were trapped in the formation, with no possibility of victory.As the Jin people said, if you insist on not getting off your horse, until the cavalry outside the city are wiped out, the tribal families in the city will suffer!

The news that Huan Rong rushed to aid Liangzhou and repelled Yang An had already spread to the north.

Envoy Huan has a reputation for being fierce, and the Xianbei people are really worried. If they continue to fight and anger this fierce god, he will really be cruel and kill every one in the tribe.

Suddenly, a seriously wounded cavalryman fell off his horse.

The nearby Jin soldiers didn't step forward, let alone take the opportunity to cut their swords, but asked, "Are you willing to surrender?"

The Xianbei cavalry lost a lot of blood, and they were a little confused.Holding on to the last sliver of sanity, he could barely hear the words in his ear, stood up with difficulty, knelt on the ground, threw away the weapon, and said hoarsely: "A certain is willing to surrender."

Although the sound was low, it was like cold water falling into boiling oil, and there was a burst of splashing in an instant.

Seeing that the Jin soldiers' persuasion to surrender was not fake, Xianbei cavalry dismounted one after another, threw their weapons in front of them, and said loudly in unskilled official language: "I am willing to surrender!"

As long as the city is not slaughtered and the prisoners are not killed, the Xianbei people count as one, and they have no intention of fighting again.

When the tribe was destroyed in the early years, they went through many twists and turns, first defecting to Murong Xianbei, and then to the Di people, in order to preserve the vitality of the tribe, recuperate, and make a comeback.

Desperately intercepting the Jin army was not for Yang An's army, but to protect relatives in the county.

Knowing that the Jin soldiers had no intention of killing them all, they simply dismounted and discarded their swords without discussing with each other.If necessary, they can even switch immediately and become Huan Rong's swords and guns.

Surviving in troubled times is difficult for the Han people, and so is the Hu people.

Without strong strength, there is not much difference between Han and Hu. They are scattered everywhere, precarious, and may lose their lives at any time, becoming a pile of dry bones on the vast land.

When this Tuoba Xianbei was nomadic in the north, it clashed with the Chile tribe and was defeated by the Chile and Tiefu.

After this battle, most of the tribes with more than a thousand people were reduced by half, and the number of warriors who could fight was less than three hundred.

Since then, it has recovered slightly, but the number of strong men has never exceeded five hundred.Otherwise, with the fighting power of this tribe at its peak, Huan Rong may not be able to take advantage of it in a desperate fight, and the loss is definitely not small.

More and more Xianbei people dropped their swords and got off their horses, kneeling on the ground.

Several Qiang people in leather armor stepped forward, inspected the totems on everyone's faces, and brought a burly man in front of Huan Rong.

This person is nearly eight feet tall, with broad shoulders and a broad back, and his arms are particularly thick. There are thick calluses on the palms, finger pulps and tiger's mouth.When he got close, it was obvious that his leg had been injured, and he was limping when he walked, which was very awkward.

"My lord, this person should be the leader." The Qiang clasped his fists and said.

The Xianbei man was knelt on the ground, struggled twice and couldn't get up. He raised his head with difficulty, and saw a young man in a black robe with picturesque features standing in front of him.

A jade belt is tied around the waist, and the long sleeves are gathered around the wrists.

The sword is worn on the side, and the hilt is carved with a tiger's head, which is obviously made by a master craftsman.Although it was not unsheathed on the spot, it can be seen that it is extremely sharp.

Moving his gaze upwards, he met Huan Rong's eyes abruptly.

His dark eyes were bottomless, and his expression was half a smile. Even if he guessed the identity of the person in front of him, he couldn't connect him with the reputation of "boiling a living person".

Unexpectedly, he thought of Murong Xianbei, one was more beautiful than the other, and one was more brutal than the other.

The leader of Xianbei shuddered subconsciously, lowered his head instinctively, and cut his eyes off.

"Er Fei Di Thief." Huan Rong said, "Where did you come from?"

He had already guessed, but the other party still needed to prove it himself.

"Hui Shijun, a certain person was born in Tuoba Xianbei, and belongs to the bald tribe." In order to keep the people in the tribe, the leader of Xianbei did not dare to provoke Huan Rong, and said nothing at all.

"Tuoba Xianbei?"

"Yes." The leader of Xianbei continued, "During the Yongjia period, our tribe used to go hunting in the grasslands, but was placed by the enemy and forced to relocate. First, I joined Murong Xianbei, then transferred to the Di people, and was placed in Wudu County. People defend the city."

"How many people are there in Erbu?"

"There are less than four hundred strong men, and the rest are women and children." The Xianbei leader paused, and continued, "Women and half-grown children can draw bows, and they can also use them if they want to go to battle."

Huan Rong didn't continue to ask, but carefully looked at the totem on the face of the Xianbei leader, stroked the purse hidden in his sleeve, and after some deliberation, he didn't take it out on the spot.

Not yet.

"Since you have given up your sword and dismounted, I will keep my promise and not hold your family members accountable."

"Thank you General for your kindness!" The leader of Xianbei knelt on the ground, beating his chest vigorously with one hand, "I swear to the gods with bald hair, as long as the general does not give up, I am willing to hold the sword for the general!"

Huan Rong almost bit his tongue.

It's no wonder that this man can travel around with the tribe, his eyesight and responsiveness are extremely comparable.Before he opened his mouth to solicit, he took the initiative to jump and jumped into the bowl accurately.

Still, positions have shifted so quickly that loyalty is open to question.

There is no need to wait for the future, right now, Huan Rong can be sure that without enough interests to maintain, the bald-haired orphan will definitely betray himself just like betraying the Di people.

Looking at the bald-haired orphan with a sincere face, Huan Rong raised his eyebrows, smiled slightly, and said meaningfully; "The bald-haired leader is a person who knows the current affairs."

"I dare not be praised as a general."

I don't know if I really can't hear the hidden meaning in the words, or I'm so thick-skinned that I ignore it on purpose, the bald-haired orphan continued to crawl along the pole, patted his chest and said: "As long as the general is willing to take him in, we will fight for the general, no matter what! If the general wants to attack Qiuchi, I am willing to lead the way for the general!"

"Let's discuss this matter again. Now there is one thing for you to do."

Huan Rong smiled slightly, and ordered Diankui and Xu Chao to escort them to the base of the city, and shouted to the defenders in the city to put down their weapons and open the city gate.

"Emissary Huan has something to say, put down your weapons, open the city gate, and save your life!"

Although Cheng County is not big, it is the seat of Wudu County.

Yang An went south to attack Liangzhou, and the prefect of Wudu County sent troops accordingly, hoping to take advantage of the opportunity.

He didn't want to get a lot of money, but when he met Huan Rong, Yang An led the army to retreat, and the prefect of Wudu County could only run along with him.If you pass by Cheng County, don't enter, for fear of being chased by Jin soldiers.

The prefect is not in the government office, and all the affairs of the county are handed over to the master book.

Knowing the battle situation outside the city, Master Zheng almost scolded his mother on the spot.

"You see?"

Several thieves Cao Heyisheng waited in the hall, waiting for the master to make a decision.

Looking around, Master Zheng, who was about forty years old, gave a wry smile: "The army was defeated, and the prefect passed the county without entering. The Tuoba tribe surrendered, and the Jin soldiers were outside the city. In your opinion, it is possible to block the Jin soldiers with only the city wall? "

Everyone was silent, they all knew that if they didn't want to die, they could only open the city gate.

Yang An's actions were unreasonable, and the prefect of Wudu fled cowardly. Why do they have a few officials so focused on sending them to death?

"Servant, please listen to Master Zheng's orders!"

One councilor spoke up, and the rest of the crowd echoed.

Among the people present, Mr. Zheng had the highest grade and the highest official position, so it was up to him to decide whether to stick to it or open the city gate on his own initiative.

Cheng County was included in the territory of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, and their benefits were naturally indispensable; if it was taken back by Di Qin, there would be Master Zheng in front of them, and they would have low positions, but they would only agree with the "Shangguan" and could not object.

Guessing everyone's plan, Mr. Zheng felt nervous, grinding his back molars hard, wishing he could draw his sword on the spot and stab everyone in front of him right through.

In less than two breaths, a healthy servant came to report in a hurry, and a flying arrow was shot outside the city, with Huan Rong's handwriting on it, advising the city not to resist stubbornly.

"There is a saying in it, if you open the city gate, you can keep our lives safe."

Scanning all the people, Master Zheng smiled coldly, turned over the silk cloth, wrote on the back the words of willing to open the city gate, abandon the Hu and vote for Han, and immediately signed and printed it, and pressed his thumbprint.

"Since you all said that the matter is up to me, then, let's print it on this silk."

No matter what happens in the future, this silk cloth is the evidence that everyone turned to the Jin army!

Want him to take the blame?

can.

But don't forget, everyone is not a good person, if you go all out, one counts as one, don't even try to run away!

Everyone was obviously hesitant, but Mr. Zheng took his time, pointed his fingers at the table, and said: "Everyone, at this point, how should we choose to make a decision. It's not that Mr. Zheng is too cautious, but it is really related to the whole family and even the lives of the whole clan. Not so."

No matter what happens in the future, everyone is now a grasshopper tied to a rope.

With this evidence, no one can run away when the situation is not good, let alone run to Qiu Chi.Otherwise, if the news spreads, [-]% will die faster!

Time passed, and finally Cao, a thief under the door, came forward, wrote down his name, and pressed his fingerprints.

More and more people signed their names, and only one congressman was hesitant.Swept by the cold gaze, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw his colleague's hand on the sword, swallowed nervously, stepped forward stiffly, and stepped forward to sign.

With a few simple actions, the skirt of his clothes was drenched in cold sweat.

"Why, Hu Yisheng still has concerns?" Master Zheng squinted his eyes, and suggested that he was the one who opened the city gate, and he was the one who hesitated. It is a joke to say that he has no dissenting intentions!

"I don't dare!" Hu Yisheng's face turned pale, and his sweat dripped more urgently.Fearing that Mr. Zheng would suddenly become murderous, he beheaded him on the spot.

"It's fine if you don't dare."

After drying the ink on the silk and making sure that all the officials left by the county government were on it, Master Zheng nodded in satisfaction, and immediately got up and left the government office, ready to kiss the top of the city.

At the same time, the bald guy was constantly shouting at the top of the city, mixed with nonsense and Chinese, but the top of the city never responded, and was so angry that he almost yelled.It wasn't until Master Zheng and his party arrived, tied the silk cloth to stones, and sent it to the city in a hanging basket, that the shouting stopped abruptly.

"Is this sent from the city?"

Huan Rong unfolded the silk cloth, saw the names on it, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

"Let the bald man continue to shout and tell the city that as long as the city gate is opened, I will keep my promise and protect his life. If it works as I wish, I will recommend it to the imperial court and elect him to continue as an official."

"promise!"

Huben went down to deliver the order, and within the time it took for a cup of tea, the gates of the city were opened wide, and the officials in the city removed their official uniforms, dropped their hair crowns, and greeted them in front of the city in plain robes.

Huan Rong didn't delay, and ordered the guards to raise their whips, and the chariot left the higher mound and moved forward.

The state soldiers in formation separated like a tide to make way for the military chariot.

When the chariots came to the front of the team, the sword and shield hands shouted in unison, hitting the shield with the back of their swords, and the pikemen struck the ground with their guns, echoing each other, and the sound of clanging was endless.

Master Zheng and the others were stunned on the spot, their knees softened and they knelt on the ground.

The chariot stopped, and the horse pulling it snorted twice.

The door of the car was pushed open, Huan Rong bent down and walked out, standing on the shaft of the car, looking down at the officials kneeling in front of the city gate, without saying a word for a long time.

The sword and shield hands stopped tapping, and the pikemen stopped.

The clanging stopped, but the atmosphere was even more chilling.

"Servant," Mr. Zheng was sweating on his forehead, his voice was hoarse, his legs were trembling faintly, "Master Zheng Yan and Zheng Mengshan, the master of Wudu County, have met Envoy Huan."

After not hearing the answer for a long time, Mr. Zheng's face turned even paler, and he even began to suspect that the previous promise was just a trick, and the other party was planning to trick them out of the city so that they could be wiped out without a single soldier.

When I was startled, I suddenly heard the sound of clothes.

Raising his head in fear, he saw that Huan Rong had jumped off the military chariot and walked in front of him with a few steps.

"Master Zheng abandoned the darkness and turned to the light. It is really a wise move. I am very happy!"

Hearing these words, Master Zheng heaved a sigh of relief, and finally put his heart back in his throat.

"Huan has a large number of envoys, and the servants are endlessly grateful!"

The most difficult hurdle has passed, and Xiang Shang's head is barely saved. Master Zheng salutes again and invites Huan Rong to enter the city.

Hearing that Master Zheng and others had switched to the Jin Dynasty, all the Han people in the city were delighted.Tuoba Xianbei was already used to changing his family, and he was sure that most of the warriors who left the city would return, and he had no objection to Huan Rong.

Zahu secretly rejoiced that he survived and was not forced to pick up a spear to defend the city.

Only the Di people were worried, fearing that Huan Rong would order them to be arrested, and they were all tied up outside the city and beheaded for public display.

Fortunately, it was unnecessary to worry, Huan Rong won Cheng County, and did not plan to massacre, but just circled around the city, and then went back to camp outside the city.

This move raised the hearts of Master Zheng and the others, and hurriedly followed them out of the city, watching Huan Rong's expression carefully, for fear that he would suddenly change his mind and plan to raise the butcher's knife again.

"Don't misunderstand Meng Shan." Huan Rong said with a smile, "Tie Yang fled to Qiuchi, there are still remnants of soldiers on the road, Rong Zi wants to pursue and wipe them out, to prevent them from coming south to harass them again."

"The envoy wants to capture Qiu Chi?" After saying this, Master Zheng immediately realized that he was talking too much, his face turned slightly pale, and he didn't dare to continue speaking.

Huan Rong didn't take it seriously, and said with a smile: "If you don't take it down today, you will take it down in the future, but it will be sooner or later."

Master Zheng raised his head in astonishment, even forgot to worry, and looked at Huan Rong in a daze.

"Since the military capital has been laid down, Bandit Yang has cut off contact with Chang'an, and he has become a shackle. Staying for a few days is just to worry Chang'an for a few more days, and there is no time for him to take care of him."

As Huan Rong spoke, he raised his long eyebrows and looked at Mr. Zheng with a half-smile.

"What does Monsanto think?"

Gudong.

Master Zheng swallowed, his shock almost uncontrollable.

Judging from Huan Rong's tone, what he wants is not only Qiu Chi, but even Chang'an is in the plan.

But, is it possible?

After hesitating for a few breaths, Master Zheng said cautiously: "The Shijun is a talent beyond the world, and he will surely get what he wants."

"Really?" Huan Rong asked back. Seeing Master Zheng's face changed again, he calmed down, "Meng Shan sincerely served, and Rong Zi will keep his promise. The prefect here fled west with Yang thief, and Rong wanted to ask the imperial court for orders. Choose Meng Shan as the prefect of the county. Before that, Meng Shan is still in charge of the affairs of the county, and I don’t know what will happen?"

A pie fell from the sky, Master Zheng was stunned on the spot.

"Is Monsan willing?"

"Servant, servant, thank you for your appreciation, and I will do my best to serve Minggong!"

Changing from Shijun to Minggong is not only a change of title, but also represents the position and attitude of Master Zheng.

If it was just a helpless refuge before, now it is to repay Huan Rong's kindness, and he is determined to do his best and die.

Huan Rong nodded with a smile, and continued: "The bandit Yang is about to arrive at Qiuchi, and he needs to move out of the camp as soon as possible. In order to stabilize the government, two hundred state soldiers are left in Cheng County. If Meng Shan is in trouble, he can send someone to report to me immediately. "

"promise!"

"In addition, please trouble Mengshan to send people to check the county, re-record the place of origin of the Hanhu in the city and nearby, and make a catalog by category."

"Don't worry, Ming Gong. I was born in Wudu, and my family is rooted here. This matter will be settled in a short time." Speaking of this, Master Zheng changed the subject and said, "I have two sons. He has a good riding and shooting ability. If Duke Ming does not give up, please allow him to enter the state as a soldier and charge for Duke Ming."

This move seems to be "seeking family background", but it is actually "sending the child as a pledge".

Since he is determined to take refuge in Huan Rong, he must show what he should have.

The Zheng family is not recognized by the southern gentry, but it can be regarded as a powerful party. Otherwise, it would not be reused by the Di people as a Han.

Huan Rong glanced at Jia Bing, who nodded indistinctly.

Master Zheng took the initiative to send his son to the state to reassure both parties, and Huan Rong naturally wanted to accept him.Use it if you have the ability, if you really don't have the ability, just give it to idle jobs to support it.

With his mind set, Huan Rong accepted Master Zheng's request to enlist Mr. Zheng's lord to join the state army.

"Xie Minggong!"

Master Zheng saluted again, his face was still a little pale, but the people had already stood up, which was very different from the previous trembling.

While Huan Rong was busy chasing Yang An, Yang Guang who was far away in Liangzhou welcomed an unexpected guest.

Looking at the scribes dressed as businessmen sitting in the guest room, Yang Guang couldn't help frowning, and clenched the sword around his waist.

The scribe didn't take it seriously, put down the lacquer cup, and said with a smile: "I haven't seen you for a few months, so you're all right, sir?"

With a clang, the sword was unsheathed on the spot, and the blade rested on the scribe's neck.

"Don't think I won't kill you!"

The scribe was calm and composed, as if his neck was not held by a sword, he still smiled and said: "If Mr. Lang wants to kill me, he will not take me into the house without telling Yang Shijun."

Yang Guang didn't say a word, his brows furrowed tightly.

"Young Master Puzhi is in a difficult situation. I came here this time to point out a smooth path for Mr. Lang."

"Joke!" Yang Guang sternly said, "My father is the assassin of Liangzhou. This time, he was able to repel the Di thief. What difficulties do I have?"

The scribe smiled and said nothing, as if he could see that Yang Guang was strong on the outside but on the inside.

After a long time, until the sword edge approached the throat, the scribe said: "Why do you deceive yourself and others? This Liangzhou City will fall into the hands of Huan Jingdao sooner or later. At that time, not to mention the Lord Lang, even Yang Shijun will have nowhere to live. "

Without waiting for Yang Guang to refute, the scribe continued: "Prime Minister Wang has something to say, if Mr. Lang can accomplish this, he will recommend Mr. Lang to the king in the future. At that time, Mr. Wang will not only be angry, but will also If you can be promoted to a noble, why not do it?"

After staring at the scribe for a moment, Yang Guang suddenly removed the sword.

"Tell me, what exactly does Wang Meng want me to do?"

The scribe smiled, his slender eyes flashed brightly, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter.