The First Great Ancestor of the Five Dynasties

Chapter 307
Without having time to think carefully about why Zhu Xiu, who was far away in Jingzhou, suddenly appeared among the Yedu rebels, Jiao Jixun stood up in a hurry and said: "General Murong must not underestimate this person!"

Murong Yanchao's smile faltered and he asked suspiciously: "General Jiao knows this person?"

Jiao Jixun smiled bitterly and said: "If the prediction is correct, this person should be the Marching Sima of the Zhangyi Army, concurrently serving as the governor of Jing, and the youngest feudal official since the founding of the People's Republic of China!"

Hou Yi said hurriedly: "But Zhu Xiu, who helped Guo Wei break the city and put down Li Shouzhen's rebellion in Puzhou last year? I heard that the Black Fire Thunder was originally created by this man!"

"Yes, it's him!" Jiao Jixun looked a little solemn, "Last year, Guo Wei returned to Beijing from Puzhou and personally asked for credit for Zhu Xiu. This made him become the commander-in-chief of the feudal town with real power at a young age, and he also served as The governor of Jing is responsible for the civil affairs of a state. This incident can be regarded as causing a momentary sensation among the government and the opposition."

Hou Yi said strangely: "I heard that this man has been following Shi Kuangwei in Jingzhou. Last year, he suddenly appeared in Guo Wei's army in Puzhou. Now he went to Yedu to join Guo Wei without saying a word. Is it possible that this guy can meet him?" Forget it, how come whenever something happens to Guo Wei, he can arrive in time to intervene?"

Jiao Jixun shook his head: "This son's actions are unreasonable and difficult to predict, but it can always be proved afterwards that all his previous weird actions have deep meanings. This son has always been unprofitable, and this time I'm afraid he also sensed an opportunity. .”

Jiao Jixun's words were very reserved, but Murong Yanchao and Hou Yi still understood the meaning of his words.

The drastic change in Kaifeng was the greatest turmoil since the founding of the Han Dynasty.

For the officials and the court, it was tantamount to a disaster.

But for those who are willing, it may be a God-given opportunity to change their destiny.

The biggest variable among them is the battle for artifacts and the change of dynasties!
Hou Yi's hand stroking his beard shook and he pulled off a few white beards. The pain made him grin, but he ignored the pain and said in horror: "Is this kid really so evil?"

Jiao Jixun smiled bitterly and said, "Have you heard, General Hou, that when he was in Cangzhou, he climbed to a high platform to observe the celestial phenomena, fasted for seven days to ask for divination, and finally successfully predicted that Liao Emperor Yelu Deguang would die of illness in Zhenzhou?"

Hou Yi opened his eyes wide: "I have heard about this matter. Rumor has it that it was done by a Taoist hermit from Tanzhou. Could it be that this person is Zhu Xiu?!"

"Oh~ Exactly!" Jiao Jixun nodded.

"Hiss~" Hou Yi took a breath, "So, this guy really has some unpredictable abilities! Guo Wei sent him to lead his troops to provoke. Is there some conspiracy in it?"

Jiao Jixun said: "In Jingzhou two years ago, Jiao had dealt with him, and he had a deep understanding of his shrewdness. If it were not for Zhu Xiu's help, the Zhangyi Army would have become a piece of sand as early as two years ago. There is also the majestic power that dominates Jingyuan today."

Hou Yi said curiously: "It seems that General Jiao has a deep impression on this person."

Hou Yi was very interested in Jiao Jixun's emotional expression, and tried to find out what kind of intersection happened between him and Zhu Xiu in Jingzhou.

Jiao Jixun glanced at him, twisted his beard and said nothing.

What happened back then can be said to be a battle of wits and courage between him and Zhu Xiu, but in the end, Zhu Xiu had the upper hand.

It was a bit embarrassing to think that Jiao Jixun, who had been a vassal commander in Guanzhong for many years, would suffer a big loss from an unknown boy.

Jiao Jixun didn't want to mention it and said vaguely: "In short, this son is treacherous and shrewd, so we must not take him lightly!"

Murong Yanchao waved his hands and said: "After listening to what the two generals said, I finally understood. This Zhu Xiu is just a charlatan with some tricks! What a hermit disciple from Tanzhou, I think it is probably nonsense!" I don’t know where I worshiped in an old temple in the mountains. I learned some skills in seeking immortals and asking questions, and then I ran out to deceive and deceive. Guo Thief is so famous that he can be deceived by such a gangster. It’s really ridiculous!”

Murong Yanchao laughed disdainfully, the pockmarks on his dark face trembling.

Jiao Jixun frowned and said, "But it must be true that this boy created the black fire thunder."

Murong Yanchao said scornfully: "It's just a strange skill, it won't be on the stage after all! When marching and fighting, we still have to rely on spears and halberds. Our warriors are brave and fearless. Only by beheading generals and capturing flags can we defeat the enemy!"

Jiao Jixun did not argue. The power of the black fire thunder had been proven in the Cangzhou city defense battle and the Puzhou siege battle. The imperial court attached great importance to this, but the craftsmen of the Ordnance Supervision and Firearms Bureau had never been able to make reliable and stable black fire thunder. Lei, that’s why it wasn’t promoted.

Murong Yanchao had never participated in the Battle of Puzhou, and he did not like to read the imperial military newspapers. He had only a partial understanding of the power of black fire and thunder, so he naturally would not believe it.

But on the battlefield, if you don't know the benefits of firearms, you will suffer big losses sooner or later.

Murong Yanchao smiled and said: "Two old generals, sit down for a moment. I will personally lead my troops out of the city to meet this master's disciple, capture him, strip him naked and clean him, and see if it is as miraculous as General Jiao said. "

Murong Yanchao laughed loudly and was about to walk out of the commander's tent. Jiao Jixun hurriedly stood up and stopped him: "General Murong is the commander-in-chief of the three armies, how can he move lightly? It would be better to send a general to lead the army to fight. Besides, General Murong didn't have any military orders before. , no matter how provocative the rebels are, our army is not allowed to go to war, we just have to strictly guard the camp."

Murong Yanchao shook his head: "At this moment, at that moment, Li Ye, Nie Wenjin and others encouraged the officials to urge me to send troops. If I don't respond again, I'm afraid they will accuse the officials in front of them. What's more, the Guo bandit faction A kid with a yellow mouth came with five thousand soldiers and horses, and a big piece of fat was brought to his mouth. How could I not enjoy it!
General Jiao, please don't say anything and sit quietly in the camp until I capture Zhu Xiu and hand him over to General Jiao. Back then, this kid offended you in Jingzhou, and now I want him to return his capital with profits! "

Murong Yanchao strode away, ignoring Jiao Jixun's calls.

"Why did the Duke of Lu say nothing and let Murong Yan attack the army? You and I both know that this is not a good time to send troops. Who is Guo Wei? How could he be so stupid as to send an insignificant pawn to challenge the order of a powerful man in this world? ?”

Jiao Jixun sighed.

Hou Yi stroked his white beard and said with a smile: "You don't need to worry about your achievements. Murong Yanchao can't hold back his anger. If he wants to send troops, let him do it. Anyway, victory or defeat has nothing to do with your merits or demerits. In the eyes of officials, , you and I are both untrustworthy and useless, but this old face still has some use. After all, we have fought for many years and earned a little reputation. With you and me here, the people in this army can be more stable.

Apart from that, you and I should not talk too much. No matter what we say, Murong Yanchao will not listen, let alone Li Ye, Nie Wenjin and others. "

Jiao Jixun sighed: "The old general is quite tolerant."

"There's nothing wrong with a person whose neck is buried in the loess." Hou Yi smiled meaninglessly.

Standing up and patting his legs and feet, Hou Yi suddenly came closer and said in a low voice: "While we can still communicate with the city of Kaifeng, I'd better inform my family as soon as possible and find a hiding place to hide. No matter what, we must survive first." Say it again."

Jiao Jixun was shocked: "What Duke Lu means"

Hou Yi chuckled, his eyes were meaningful, he hunched over and slowly opened the curtain and left.

Jiao Jixun stood there for a long time, his expression changing unpredictably, he raised his head and sighed, and walked out of the handsome tent with a worried look on his face.

Hou Yi was reminding him that it was time to think about himself and his family.

The implication is that Hou Yi is not optimistic about this war.

Although Hou Yi has a bad reputation, he is older after all. He has traveled the world since he followed Jin King Li Keyong. He has experienced countless storms and waves, and his insights into the current situation and people's hearts are quite profound.

From this point of view, Hou Yi's role in the court is somewhat like Feng Dao. The two are similar in age and have similar experiences. They both got to where they are today by changing owners along the way.

The funny thing is that Hou Yi has gained a reputation as a capricious and evil person, but Feng Dao has always been kind and honorable, and no matter which employer thinks highly of him.Now Feng Dao's family has disappeared without a trace, and Hou Yi is also extremely disappointed with the court. Could it be that the court is really hopeless?
Jiao Jixun looked up at the clear blue sky. The winter sun shone on his body, but he couldn't feel the slightest warmth.

~~~
Three miles north of Qili Suburban, under a barren hill, the vanguard army led by Zhu Xiu was marching slowly.

On horseback, Zhu Xiu took a piece of charcoal and drew circles on a sheepskin map.

Pan Mei leaned over and took a look, looking confused.

"You lead two thousand soldiers and horses to the enemy's camp to provoke them, promising defeat but not victory. Remember to throw away more flags and weapons when withdrawing. If necessary, you can also discard the clothes, armor and hakama. It will be better for the whole army to escape naked and look better. The more embarrassed the better!
If the enemy sends troops to pursue you, run to this place. "

Zhu Xiu pointed to a black circle on the map and showed it to Pan Mei.

Pan Mei blinked, stroking the thick straw-like beard under her chin, her eyes full of confusion: "What kind of trick is this? I always feel like you are cheating our old Pan!"

Zhu Xiu said angrily: "Why do you ask so many questions? Just follow the arrangements."

Pan Mei looked at the map carefully and wrote down the places circled by Zhu Xiu.

It was a mountain forest more than ten miles southeast of the enemy's camp.

"What about you?" Pan Mei opened her eyes wide.

Zhu Xiu smiled and said: "Of course I, the vanguard, rushed here to ambush you in order to prepare for you."

Pan Mei curled her lips, "Murong Yanchao is a general who is accustomed to fighting. How could he fall for such a simple trick of luring the enemy in?"

Zhu Xiu said with a smile: "In two days, Liu Chengyou will arrive in the army, and his repeated false defeats will be seen not by Murong Yanchao, but by arrogant people like Liu Chengyou, Li Ye, and Nie Wenjin. "

Pan Meidao said: "Even if we lure Murong Yanchao to send troops to pursue him, with the few soldiers and horses we have, if we set up an ambush, we can kill at most one or two thousand of his men. Setting fire to the mountains and the wind can change quickly, and it is easy to burn our own people, so it is not suitable." .

After suffering a loss once, Murong Yanchao became wary. It would be difficult to seduce him again.

Don't forget, Marshal Guo gave you the military order to find a way to lure Murong Yanchao to Liu Zipo. "

Zhu Xiu said with a smile: "Who said I want to ambush in that forest? The terrain there is open and close to the water source, so it is not easy for dumplings to be made. I will set up camp there, bury the pot to make rice, and live in peace in a few days."

Pan Mei opened her eyes wide: "You kid was sleeping in the forest, and you asked me, Old Pan, to run to the front of a hundred thousand troops and yell, deliberately trying to kill me!"

"Hehe~ Are you scared?" Zhu Xiu's face was full of teasing.

"I am the general Pan Mei. I can go through mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Why are you so timid?" Pan Mei puffed up her chest and looked dissatisfied.

"Then stop talking nonsense and just do it! Remember to throw more ordnance flags when you are fleeing. The more embarrassed you are, the better. We don't have much else on this trip, so we brought a lot of flags and armor." Zhu Xiu said with a smile.

After thinking about it, Zhu Xiu took out another piece of paper from his arms and handed it to him: "Take it. When you get to the enemy's formation, let the brothers shout at the top of their lungs. The louder the better."

Pan Mei opened it suspiciously, grinning strangely.

I saw what was written on the paper: "Yan Kunlun, with a black pockmarked face, the son of a wild man, knows his mother but does not know his father, and knows his father who dare not see him!"

"Haha~ You are such a venomous guy. Murong Yanchao hates others prying into his life story, but you just expose his shortcomings!" Pan Mei laughed.

Zhu Xiu said calmly: "Of course you have to criticize someone where it hurts, otherwise it would be just scratching the surface and unhappy! Stop talking nonsense and go quickly!"

Pan Mei clasped her fists, raised her saber high and shouted loudly, then sent out two thousand soldiers and horses to follow him on a side road and headed straight for the main camp in the suburbs of Qili.

Zhu Xiu summoned Hu Guangyue and told him, "Bring some people disguised as mountain people and find a way to deliver this letter to the enemy camp, and then find out how long it will take for the emperor's holy chariot to arrive."

"I accept the order!" Hu Guangyue cupped his fists and accepted the order, then rode away with his men.

Zhu Xiu shook the reins, and Red Boy opened his hooves and walked towards the fork in the southeast direction. The rest of the soldiers followed Zhu Xiu into the mountains and forests more than ten miles away.

~~~
An hour later, Pan Mei arrived with his army outside the camp in the suburbs of Qili.

Exploration horses had already sent the enemy's movements into the camp. The gate of the camp was closed tightly, and rows of archers and crossbowmen were waiting behind the walls built of bamboo and wood.

Murong Yanchao, Hou Yi, Jiao Jixun and other generals climbed to the three-foot-high watchtower to observe the movements of the rebels outside the camp.

"It's not like there are five thousand soldiers and horses, why are there only so few? Where are the other rebels?" Murong Yanchao looked into the distance and asked doubtfully.

"I'm afraid they are hiding elsewhere and want to lure our troops out of camp to ambush them." said a general of the German army under Murong Yanchao.

"The last general is asking for a fight. Let's meet this red-faced and long-bearded flower sword general for a while!" A general asked for a fight.

Murong Yanchao glanced at him and saw that he was also a confidant general he had brought from the German army. His name was Luan Hu, and he was quite brave.

Jiao Jixun stared into the distance and identified carefully, but he seemed unable to recall such a figure in Zhang Yi's army.

"The last general is also willing to fight!" A Yuhou of the Forbidden Army named Xu Hetong also stood up and said loudly.

Jiao Jixun said in a deep voice: "This man has a good appearance. I'm afraid he is not an ordinary person. He should not be underestimated."

Murong Yanchao stroked his beard, nodded thoughtfully, and waved his hand to signal the generals under his command to be calm.

"Look, what is that red-faced thief doing?"

Suddenly, some soldiers noticed that there was some commotion among the enemy troops outside the camp. The enemy general with a red face and a sword jumped off his horse and selected dozens of burly soldiers to stand in a row.

While everyone was wondering, they heard a rhythmic roar coming from outside the camp: "Yan Kunlun, with a black pockmarked face, the son of a wild captive, knows his mother but does not know his father, and knows his father who dare not see him!"

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