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Chapter 923 General Zhenshuo and Uncle Chang, which one is better?

On the high platform of the Chinese Army where the Governor of Jiliao was Xingyuan, everyone couldn't help laughing when they heard Chen Jiugao, the former commander of the Shenji Battalion, bragging.

Cao Bianjiao, the commander-in-chief, smiled contemptuously and said, "That's true, you mere Tartars, you don't need to be afraid!"

Wang Tingchen also answered from the side: "The Tartars are nothing more than a head on their shoulders. I have more than a million soldiers in Ming Dynasty. If you change one by one, he will be destroyed."

Hong Chengchou, Wang Chengen and other officials and generals all had an expression of approval, but Chen Jiugao looked disapproving, and he thought to himself: "I still have beautiful wives and concubines in my family, and I haven't enjoyed enough of the world of the capital, but I don't want to fight with the Tartars, whoever wants to fight, I can't decide."

There was a hallucination in his eyes, as if he had already returned to the capital, and the honorable dude was throwing a banquet in Desheng Building, and he was talking about the achievements of Liao Zhan in high spirits.

Chen Jiugao thought about the aid to Liao this time. He had made several meritorious service before and after, especially in the battle of Changling Mountain, he beheaded the slave king Duoduo.

Besides, after returning to the capital, you can say whatever you want, what kind of dude will go to the Xuanfu to find Zhang Cheng to confront him?
Therefore, he no longer has the motivation to make new achievements, and all he thinks about is how to protect himself and the lives of the soldiers of the Shenji Battalion. This is the capital for him to settle down in Daming in the future!

Just as Chen Jiugao was thinking wildly, the voice of Hong Chengchou, governor of Jiliao, came from his ears: "After today's battle, you will surely leave your name in history!"

Chen Jiugao's face turned into a flower with a smile, and he said happily: "This is the result of the governor's strategizing, and the prince sits here, dispatches the military equipment and supplies well, and wants to leave his name in history, and it is also the name of the governor and the prince to preserve the history." .

We, Chen Jiugao, are a reckless man, how dare we take credit for this! "

Cao Bianjiao also said: "The Liao affairs can achieve today's achievements, all thanks to the governor's planning of the military strategy, commanding well, and also the prince's allocation of food, grass and supplies to stabilize the morale of the army.

The last generals just go to battle to kill slaves, even if they have some minor skills, they are not worth mentioning.How dare you compare with governors and princes! "

After hearing what Chen Jiugao and Cao Bianjiao had said, all the generals said yes, saying that they dare not take credit for it.

Governor of Jiliao Hong Chengchou's face was like sinking water, although there was no wave, but the moment he turned his head, the corners of his mouth were raised, and there was still an imperceptible smile.

The great eunuch Wang Cheng'en said with a sneer: "Our family is doing its duty, it's not worth boasting about, but wait, this time we will fight with our lives.

Although our family's eyes are not very useful, but we are doing business for the emperor, but we can't rub a single bit of scum in them. If anyone dares to be greedy for life and fear death, and does not charge forward bravely, there is no need to report to the emperor. The emperor killed him. "

The more he spoke, the more gloomy and cold his tone became, making people feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and finally, Wang Chengen asked even more sadly: "Did you remember what our family said just now? "

Except for Hong Chengchou, governor of Jiliao, all the generals on the Chinese military commander's platform at the moment were silent, even Chen Jiugao, who also came from the capital and was a noble son, didn't even dare to show his air, let alone speak directly. Look at Wang Chengen's cold eyes.

He just followed behind Cao Bianjiao, Wang Tingchen and others, and replied in unison with them: "The last general will remember the words of the prince's admonition, and must use his life before the battle, and kill the slaves bravely, in order to repay the emperor's great kindness."

It wasn't until this moment that Wang Chengen's gloomy gaze eased a little. He was no longer involved in military affairs and had a few words with Hong Chengchou. Then, under the guidance of two small internal eunuchs, he went to a small warm room next to the Chinese army's big tent. Account line to go.

Not long after the chief eunuch Wang Chengen returned to his small warm tent, Wu Sangui, the general of Ningyuan, rode close to the governor's Xingyuan camp, and the guard at the gate was a guerrilla.

Although he is very familiar with Wu Sangui, but the Governor's Xingyuan is no different than other places, and Hong Chengchou has always been very strict in the army, even he himself has to check his waist card to order the arrows to pass through the Yuanmen.

However, after all, Wu Sangui is no better than other general soldiers. Although he also needs to check his waist card to pass through the gate, he can gallop in the governor's courtyard, and he will be under the commander-in-chief of the Chinese army in a short while.

"Dengdengdeng..."

With a beautiful jump, he got off his horse, walked straight up to the commander's platform, and came directly to Hong Chengchou, Governor of Jiliao, clasped his fists and said, "I report to you, the soldiers and horses in Ningyuan are all ready, just wait for the governor to go." Once the commander-in-chief is issued, he can immediately go into battle."

Hong Chengchou was very satisfied with Wu Sangui's performance, he nodded and said, "Uncle Chang, get up quickly."

He then said: "Ningyuan's army's battle today is the most critical, but as long as they attack the other side and build a pontoon bridge, it will be considered a great achievement. This governor will definitely play a memorial to the court and personally ask for credit for the Ningyuan army."

Wu Sangui clasped his fists again and said: "Please don't worry, Governor Hong, all the soldiers of Ningyuan Army have the heart to fight to the death, even if they fight to the last man, they will never shrink back.

We will be able to attack across the river in one fell swoop and protect the pontoon bridge, waiting for the army to cross the river! "

"it is good."

A smile appeared on Hong Chengchou's usually calm face at this moment. He turned to the generals on the stage and said, "Today's battle is no small matter. Now that the spirit of the slaves has been greatly reduced, it is an excellent opportunity for me."

He straightened his face, and then shouted loudly: "I hope that you will serve your life in front of the battle, fight the slaves bravely, and live up to the mighty grace of the emperor!"

Wu Sangui, Chen Jiugao, Cao Bianjiao, Wang Tingchen, Zu Dale, Chen Zhongcai and other lieutenant generals of the general army knelt down on one knee, clasped their fists solemnly and shouted: "The last general will definitely serve in the battle and fight the slaves bravely. I owe the emperor's grace!"

Hong Chengchou was very satisfied with everyone's reaction, and he had nothing else to say, so he waved to them and said, "Let's return to the camp and prepare to go. At that time, according to the order of the commander in chief of the Chinese army, we will do our best and use the blood of slaves to report. Guoen!"

"...repay the country's favor with the blood of slaves..."

All the generals yelled again in unison, which actually attracted the soldiers on duty from the commander of the Chinese army to follow suit, and it lasted for a long time.

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At this moment, Zhang Cheng, the general of the Xuan Mansion and general of Zhenshuo, didn't sleep in. Although he was not interested in the military strategy of the Ji Liao Army on the bank of the Daughter River on the surface.

But in fact, it was just for outsiders to see. Even if he was not a native of the Ming Dynasty, he was still a Han family after all, and the blood and spirit of the Chinese nation had already penetrated into his bones.

Even if it was due to the blood philosophy of the Han family, he would not want Hong Chengchou to make mistakes in this battle, and he did not want the Tartars to win this battle, so that they would not lose their tails and harm the Han family for hundreds of years.

When the sky was still dark, he, accompanied by Zhang Chengfang and Zhang Mingyuan, climbed to the highest point of Huangtu Ridge again, and stood here gazing at the still black sky in the north.

He seemed to be able to see hope in the afterglow of the lights in the dark sky in the distance.

Yes, that is indeed a little bit of hope, but these sparks of hope are still too scattered, and when they finally gather into a large group, they will surely illuminate the entire sky.

No, it should be to light up the whole world!
The north of Huangtu Ridge is where the Xiaoling River turns from east to south, and now the army and horses of Datong Town are camping there under the leadership of the general soldier Wang Pu.

And the afterglow of the lights that Zhang Cheng saw was also the campfire of the army and horses in Datong Town. At this moment, the sky was not fully lit, and the sun only peeked out a thin edge, but he was ashamed to show the whole picture.

The entire land is still in a state of hazy darkness, so the campfire of the Datong Army has not been extinguished.

And as the sun rises lazily in the eastern sky bit by bit, wherever the sun's glimmer can shine, the campfire also goes dark neatly.

All of this is so orderly, without any confusion, although there are Xuanfu cavalry and chariot soldiers stationed together with Datong Town soldiers and horses.

But Zhang Cheng watched carefully for a long time, and he still didn't see the messy appearance when the campfire was extinguished. Even the side of the military and civilian servants was much more orderly than before.

Putting down the binoculars in his hand, a heartwarming smile appeared on Zhang Cheng's handsome face, which was already slightly weathered.

"It seems that the Datong Army has also been tempered in this Liaodong battle. I hope that after today's battle, it can also become a strong army."

At this moment, Zhang Cheng felt a strange feeling in his heart. He remembered that in the original history, Wang Pu was a famous escaped general.

He vaguely remembered that in the history he had learned, it was this battle of pine brocade. When the Ming army was cut off by Huang Taiji, the slave chief, and the food road, Wang Pu was the first to lead the army to flee at night.

Although he was saved from dying on the battlefield because of this, he was beheaded and abandoned by the Ming court for the crime of being the first to escape. In the end, he was decapitated and his family was humiliated!

However, the performance of his people and the Datong Army in the battle in the aid of Liaodong this time is very remarkable.

Zhang Cheng couldn't help but secretly sighed: "Perhaps, this is the so-called 'those who are close to vermilion are red, those who are close to ink are black'!"

"Father, it's time for dinner according to the camp number. The morning wind is chilly, let's go back to the camp early."

Just when Zhang Cheng was full of thoughts, Zhang Chengfang, a general of the Chinese army, stepped forward to remind him that it was time to go back to the camp for breakfast.

He just said lightly: "Understood."

However, his eyes were still fixed on the front. He looked at the vast land that lit up little by little, his eyes were habitually squinted, and countless memories, like a revolving lantern, kept flashing in his mind.

Zhang Cheng still keeps in mind his previous oath to make the land of China a paradise, so that all the regrets in history will never happen again.

And the battle of Songshan this time is one of his many regrets, and he is determined to change it!
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Hong Chengchou, governor of Jiliao, was also in a general ups and downs after the generals retreated, and it was difficult to settle down. He paced back and forth in the large tent of the Chinese army, but he still didn't calm down for a long time.

In the end, he still decided to go for a walk, maybe blowing the cool morning breeze can relieve his nervous mood and calm his turbulent heart at the moment.

He took Xie Sixin, Li Song, his cronies and aides, and some personal guards. After getting off the commander's platform, he first inspected the camp, and then came to another hill on the east side of Xingyuan.

There is a mountain stream flowing down from Shimen Mountain, but there is no water here, but even so, the morning breeze here is colder than other places.

Occasionally a gust of wind hits, violently hitting the rock wall of Shimen Mountain, and then rolls back, but it is stronger than usual, with a sense of bleakness.

After standing still on this hill, he raised his eyes and looked around. There were Daming military camps all around, densely packed like a star dotted around.

But now, the campfires are extinguished and lit everywhere, and they twinkle and twinkle with the morning light in the sky.

Seeing Hong Chengchou standing there for a long time without saying a word, his aide Li Song said beside him, "Director Hong, are you worried about today's battle situation?"

Hong Chengchou first sighed softly in his heart, and then said: "Yes, as the saying goes, the soldiers are fierce and the battle is dangerous. Although the slaves and bandits are defeated one after another, they are still powerful, and my soldiers still fear the slaves and fight.

Today's battle, but there is one mistake, that is, the elite will be exhausted. If this is the case, how can I have the face to meet the Holy Son of Heaven, and how can I be worthy of the great trust of the Holy Majesty and the court! "

At this moment, Xie Sixin, another trusted staff member, stroked his beard and said, "Duke Hong doesn't have to worry about this. According to the previous battles, our division's combat power should be on par with slaves. As long as our division uses its troops carefully, Step by step, the odds are still with me and I am no longer a slave.

Besides, my teacher has been victorious in many battles, and his fear of slavery and cowardice has greatly changed. Even if General Zhenshuo is not used in this battle, but with the eldest uncle around, there will be no worries! "

Hong Chengchou stared at Xie Sixin intently, and sighed: "I hope so."

He looked at Xie Sixin, his confidant and aide, he was around forty years old, he was from Xin'an, and he had some friendship with Hong Chengchou.

Since Hong Chengchou managed Liaodong as the governor of Jiliao, he has invited Xie Sixin by his side to join the army, and he is very important to him on weekdays.

In the original history, after Hong Chengchou was defeated in Liaodong, Songshan was captured and surrendered to the Qing Dynasty, when he led the Qing army southward to Huguang, he immediately sent people to ask Xie Sixin to come out of the mountain to help him again.

But Xie Sixin is a man of integrity, he has always sneered at Hong Chengchou who is happy to serve the two masters, how can he come out to help?

For this reason, Xie Sixin responded with a poem, saying:
"The bloody battle in the isolated city is suffering in Suiyang, the scholar with broken arms is heartbroken in vain,

The ghosts and gods of heaven and earth are all indiscriminate, and the monarch and his ministers are boundless with father and son.

There is still Uncle Liu Wen in Nanyang, and Zhang Zifang still exists in Bolang,
It was a dream that day, what is the dream of the dream?
And because when he worked together in Liaodong, he had a close relationship with Wu Sangui, and under Wu Sangui's strong win-win, he even became close friends with Wu Sangui. Later, because he accidentally fell off a horse and injured his upper arm, he resigned and returned to his hometown.

When it came to the Battle of the San Francisco, Wu Sangui's army was strong, and Hunan, Guangxi, and Sichuan all surrendered to the point of the whip. He even sent envoys to Huizhou secretly to hire Xie Sixin to come out of the mountain.

However, Xie Sixin refused to leave because he was not ashamed of what Wu Sangui had done, and replied with a poem, accusing Wu Sangui of treachery and treachery.

His poem says:
"Li Ling's thoughts have been going on for a long time, and he has been living without salary for 30 years?

If the recovery of Chu failed to overthrow Chu first, why did Emperor Qin perish Qin again!
Danxin has long been changed for a confidante, but the history is hard to forgive a white-haired person.

The sound of the horn in the eternal night should make you sleepless, and Nakansizi doesn't miss your relatives. "

In this way, this Xie Sixin is still a person of considerable standing.

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But now, Hong Chengchou, governor of Jiliao, stood on the hill. He pondered for a long time, and finally asked: "Grand Xie, look at General Zhenshuo and Changbo. Compared with him, how can Dunyou compare?" Dunba?"

(End of this chapter)