The Soldier of the Red Mansion

Chapter 172 A Very Good Person
Zheng Yonglian was a little overwhelmed. Although he knew that the new general should not be underestimated, the commotion was too big and beyond his expectations. As soon as the army returned to Yanmen Pass, someone went to Dai County to find the Zheng family, hoping to purchase grain through the Zheng family.

Zheng Yonglian hurried to Yanmen Pass, hoping to find his grandson.

Wang Xin came out to greet Zheng Yonglian and praised him solemnly, "Your grandson is very talented. He has already represented me in the capital and has become my right-hand man."

The corners of Zheng Yonglian's mouth moved, and he was unable to speak after cursing.

This guy is quite insidious. He asked his grandson to go to the capital to work for him. In addition to completely binding the Zheng family, he also wanted to leave no room for regret. He can't send people to the capital to block him now. It's too late.

"General, why do you have to do this?" Zheng Yonglian was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

I originally planned to take advantage of this person, but I didn't expect that he would take advantage of me first. I played with the eagle all my life, but in the end, the eagle pecked my eyes blind.

Wang Xin smiled and invited Zheng Yonglian for tea. He then said straight to the point, "Since Lord Zheng values ​​me, why bother betting on both sides? Fatty Feng won't be able to hold out for much longer in today's Datong situation."

"Are you so confident?" Zheng Yonglian put down the teacup, and the teacup and the bottom of the tray made a crisp sound. At this time, Zheng Yonglian became serious.

"Duke Zheng knows the situation in Datong and the current state of the imperial court better than I do. Feng Yong wants to take me over. From the moment he fails, he's losing every day. It's just a matter of how much he loses."

Zheng Yonglian looked at Wang Xin for a moment and sighed in his heart. Talents emerge in every generation, and the new young man is a little too capable. He doesn't know whether it is a good thing or a bad thing. The Zheng family has taken the lead in taking this step. I hope I will not regret today's decision.

Without further hesitation, Zheng Yonglian asked, "How much food and fodder does the general need?"

"Three thousand six hundred dan of food rations and fifteen thousand dan of fodder." Wang Xin said immediately.

"So many?" Zheng Yonglian was incredulous.

The grain prices in the Great Zhou stabilized last year. With the summer harvest approaching this year, the grain prices will drop further, and fodder will also become cheaper, but it will still cost around 7,000 taels of silver. It is a lot of silver, and it mainly requires the cooperation of local wealthy households.

Such a large amount of food cannot be supplied by one place, and even if you have money and no connections, you cannot buy so much.

Wang Xin nodded and used the army's savings to buy food and fodder, because he had too many men and horses, especially too many horses, and the situation ahead was unclear. As long as he had food, he would not panic.

From the very beginning, Wang Xin had his sights set on the Zheng family when he sent Zheng Hao to the capital.

If the Zheng family wants to take advantage of me, how could it be enough to just give them a grandson? There is no such a cheap thing in the world. Since it is given to me, of course I have to squeeze it to the maximum extent.

Zheng Yonglian knew what Wang Xin was thinking, but he was not too angry.

It is right to calculate. Because of Wang Xin's calculation, Zheng Yonglian felt much more at ease. The ability to calculate people's hearts and act ruthlessly showed that this person was a hero. As a local tycoon, a hero could bring them the greatest benefits.

For example, Feng Yong. During Feng Yong's rise, many wealthy families became local heroes. Things change over time, and now it is their Daizhou's turn to become prosperous. Zheng Yonglian left happily, and the Zheng family was the first to benefit.

There are open areas in front and behind the Yanmen Pass.

When doing things, one must look up and see the road ahead. The emperor put himself in Yanmen Pass in order to curb Feng Yong, a guerrilla general with two thousand troops, and deal with the Yongxing Jiedushi who had been in Datong for twenty years.

The retired emperor must have thought that he had been overly optimistic about himself, but he had not expected that not only had he punched Fatty Feng, he had also thrust his fist into Fatty Feng's stomach and pulled out a handful of fat.

Hundreds of armored cavalry prisoners were only wearing thin clothes. Fortunately, the weather turned warmer and they did not freeze to death.

Everyone squatted on the ground and everyone was registered.

"Everyone must tell the truth. After being registered, they will be checked and compared with others. Anyone who dares to tell lies or conceal the truth will be killed!" Zhang Can, with a dark face, said loudly in the front.

"You are criminals who rebelled. Your life and death hang in the balance." Zhang Can treated these people as precious, but knew it was not appropriate at the moment. He could only follow the general's instructions and threaten, "But we are all soldiers. As comrades, we will show some mercy and give you a chance to live. If anyone does not cherish this, then you can't blame us for being merciless."

"Did you hear that?"

"Speak." Ma Fan and other sentry captains were supervising in the crowd, surrounded by rows of soldiers.

They were defeated on the battlefield, and their defeat was without any excuse. The arrogant armored knights and the elite servants of Yuan Datong were like eggplants hit by frost. When they learned that their lives were guaranteed, they all looked numb.

The main reason is that the military discipline and atmosphere of the Hexi Camp along the way have made them believe that the Hexi Camp will not deceive them.

This was the first time they had seen such an army.

Looking at the prisoners who had no morale and looked numb, Zhang Can, who was full of energy just now, had a complicated look on his face. Such servants were his original goal for training in the Beijing camp.

If it were two years ago, I would have woken up laughing in my dreams if I had such elite cavalry.

The longer you are in contact with the general, the more powerless you feel. As Liu Tong said, you have no idea where the gap between you and the general is, because the gap is so big that you can't see the end.

There is only one thing: they can't even touch the door of the general's ability to judge people.

Not to mention the general's routines, one after another, each one linked to the other, which I have never seen before.

If I had stayed in Datong and surrendered to Feng Yong, I would probably be among those squatting on the ground now. Zhang Can seemed to see another ending for himself and couldn't help shuddering.

Liu Ying lowered his head and looked at the ground, his face listless.

I lost unfairly, why did I lose?

The infantryman in front of him was like a madman. If he hadn't shown mercy and used less force, his head and neck would have been separated. Thinking that the man was determined to fight to the death with him regardless of the consequences of losing his head, he couldn't help but show mercy.

After all, they were all comrades under the banner of the Great Zhou. However, because of their soft-heartedness, they lost the opportunity to leave and became prisoners. They have been regretting it ever since. Fortunately, the Hexi Camp was loyal and treated them as comrades, and did not kill them all like the Hu people.

Thinking of the scene of heads rolling to the ground in the Shanyu tribe a few days ago, Liu Ying still felt a little weak in the knees. It would be worse to die on the battlefield than to die quietly like this.

Sudden.

There was a commotion all around, and Liu Ying became anxious. The Hexi Camp was most concerned about rules, so how could they make a noise? Wouldn't that be asking for trouble? After all, he was a sentry officer, so he was ready to speak out to make people quiet down. A wise man never suffers a loss in front of him.

Just as he raised his head, he saw a group of people walking towards him from a distance, led by the general of the Hexi Camp.

Liu Ying's breathing couldn't help but become heavier, and she couldn't help but move two steps back. Because she was squatting, she moved backward like a group of ducks.

Just wait for news from the capital. Just as I told Zheng Yonglian, it depends on how the court treats Fatty Feng. The most important thing is my own strength. As a guerrilla general with only 2,000 troops, the court will definitely think carefully about whether I can hold the line.

In short, we have too few people.

But you can't go too far and arouse the court's suspicion. If you start to show off before the court starts to use you, what will happen in the future? How can the court dare to use you? So you have to be alert.

Know when and what to do and to what extent.

He had no control over the court's affairs, but he certainly couldn't release or kill the captives in front of him. It would be a shame to kill them. Moreover, many of them were locals in Datong and had families there.

As for recruiting them into the camp, we can't do that. These people are prisoners, and we don't want all of them.

Wang Xin came to Zhang Can, and Zhang Can obediently moved aside.

Wang Xin glared at them. Since they came back, the generals under his command had become naughty one by one. They liked to do some strange actions in front of him and asked for a beating. After glaring at Zhang Can, Wang Xin looked at the captives.

The prisoners squatted on the ground obediently, each of them was extremely well-behaved.

(End of this chapter)