On the third day, Zhu Heng, the Minister of War, personally escorted food and grass to the army. He was entertained by Zhou Mengxiong and was taken outside the battlefield of Sanshan Lake.
The two climbed to an arrow tower that had just been built, which was as high as two stories high, and the top was like a pavilion that was breathable on all sides.
After a while, half of the old Xu women hugged the guqin and climbed the tower, warming them up in the mud stove, and then sat aside and played the zither to cheer them up.
Looking down at the thousands of troops below, Zhou Mengxiong leisurely picked up a cup of wine and said calmly: I respect Zhubutang, and welcome you to the wind and dust.
Hero, Old Zhou hero, the subordinates dare not be Ah.
Zhu Heng held up the wine glass with his hands in a little out of control.
Zhu Heng was originally a person who was ungrateful and did not like pomp. The scene at this time made him feel too artificial and uncomfortable. Moreover, because he suddenly heard that Zhou Mengxiong was sieging the main force of the official army, he couldn't help but feel a little unacceptable and his words were a little unscrupulous.
Boom... Suddenly the cannon sounded like thunder, which made the arrow tower almost collapse, and the wine in the wine glass that had just been filled with just now splashed out.
With a bang, the strings broke and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly. The woman sitting next to her playing the piano changed her face.
Hahaha!It's okay, are you still afraid that the cannon can hit here?Zhou Mengxiong laughed.
Zhu Heng turned to look at the scene on the battlefield, held his fists and bowed, and couldn't help but say: Ashes were destroyed while chatting and laughing, Old Master Zhou really has the style of Zhuge Kongming.
After hearing this, Zhou Mengxiong laughed again, without any humble behavior in the officialdom. He stood up exaggeratedly, patted Zhu Heng's shoulder, and pointed at the official army and horse soldiers gathered in a large number of films in front of him: Brother Zhu, do you know why the Beijing camp is going to fight from here?
Zhu Heng had to ask in a low-key and respectful manner: Why?
Zhou Mengxiong waved his robe sleeve: I was blocked by me on all sides, the Beijing camp was trapped in a siege and had no way out, and there was no food, even if it was Daoshan here, they had to rush!
After saying that, he raised his head and still drank the wine in his cup, and then slapped Zhu Heng's shoulder heavily, which made Zhu Heng's literati's small body crooked. Brother Zhu knows why the official army outside didn't come to save him?
I would like to hear the details.Zhu Heng said kindly in cooperation.
Zhou Mengxiong pointed to the east, only twenty or thirty miles from Ewangcheng here. I have deployed more than 40,000 troops, and the villages are blocked in layers!
While talking and laughing, I suddenly heard the horse's hooves in the west resounding like heavy rain and thunder on the earth, and the tide of horse soldiers rushed over.
Even though this place is not the front line, the underside of his nose is quite shocked by such a formation.
The piano player was just a woman, and she really didn't have the courage of Zhou Mengxiong. She could no longer talk at this time, and her fingers were shaking.
After a while, guns and cannons were heard, and white smoke rose in front of them.
The cavalry rushed in and encountered the camps that were scattered in front, like a torrent in the river rushing on the mainstay, breaking from the middle and surging from both sides.
Then the horse soldiers stepped on the deep pit trap buried between the camps, and for a moment, the man raised his horse and howled and echoed the world.
The traps were filled with countless corpses of men and horses. The iron cavalry behind them ran around the camps with their bodies. Muskets exploded on both sides, and the knights were walking in the sea of swords and fire.
Blood and smoke filled the world. Even though it was on the high arrow tower, the smell was still strong, and the woman had already done dry retching.
Zhou Mengxiong said: Brother Zhu, have a drink. How does this drama you are invited to watch today compare to the long-sleeved and thin-waisted play in the palace?
It is really spectacular and dignified, and it is so arrogant that it swallows mountains and rivers.Zhu Heng looked up.
Zhou Mengxiong turned around and glanced at the woman: Didn’t Liu Mazi say that you have seen the world?It’s really a disappointment to play Ah!
Master, I... The strings of my family are broken.The woman was so scared that she knelt on the ground.
At this moment, a large group of cavalry had already rushed through the gap in the middle of the camp, but saw a large group of infantrymen with long spears coming up behind them, with a large number of people as large as a sea of people.
The officers and cavalry, who had lost their aura, dared not go forward and rushed forward, so they had to break out in another direction, and walked through the range of firearms along the way. The smoke stormed around the guns and the sound of bullets was endlessly like rain. The scene of people surging and horses slitting around can be seen everywhere.
Wherever you can see your eyes, the corpses of people and horses can be seen everywhere, and the blood on the ground is covered with blood, and the sea of corpses is like a Shura field.
The bleeding was not over yet, and the blackness of the government and infantry in front was slowly approaching. The long weapons above the crowd were like a forest, and the flags were floating in the air like clouds in the wind.
Zhu Heng asked: Are the officers and soldiers of the Beijing camp here?
Zhou Mengxiong said easily: The rest of Shenji Camp is here, and there are all the horse soldiers and half of the infantry in the Five Military Camps.After this battle, the Jing camp was left with only the remnants of the Fifth Army camp hiding in the Ewang City, and the Three Thousand Camps on the other side of Jiujiang.
Zhu Hengdao: The Ministry of War received news that the commander of the Northern Army was Zhu Mian, the son of Zhu Rong.This person can be regarded as a famous general of the Ming Dynasty, and his subordinates are also elite soldiers and powerful generals. Unexpectedly, he was defeated so badly.
Hearing this, Zhou Mengxiong's face with a bearded horse face could not hide his pride. It was true that Wu Jinbo was also a member of the man who had avatar like King Yàn during the Battle of Nanjing... It was just like that!If I were in charge of the army back then, why would this be like this?
Speaking of this, Zhou Mengxiong's face flashed with a hint of nostalgia and sadness, and was covered with an excited red color, with a crazy and strange red tide on his face.
Zhu Heng hurriedly said: At the time in Wuchang, everyone urged the old hero Zhou to send troops as soon as possible. You will have the great victory today if you are not impatient for the overall situation; but I was also worried about the Xiang King in Jiujiang at the beginning... Zhu Heng had already lowered his attitude at this time. There was no way. Others did not understand the great contributions of winning this battle. Can Zhu Butang not understand it?
Wherever you are, you can't talk about it in the same way.Zhou Mengxiong immediately restrained his rampant behavior. I was also wrong. He overestimated the ability of the official army, which made the King of Hunan more difficult and dangerous.
Zhu Heng sighed, this is a battle to make the world apart!
Zhou Mengxiong's emotions gradually faded and said seriously: Breaking through the northern line is only a prerequisite, and the key is that there is a battle of Jiujiang.
The two looked down at the bottom together, and the war continued, and the fire and blood made the world uneasy.
……
Zhang Ning in Jiujiang still couldn't know the battle situation of the Northern Route Army.
A while ago, an eunuch and a provincial secret agent secretly went out of Gantang Lake at night and found some news outside. Zhou Mengxiong had already led his troops to dispatch.
At this time, Zhang Ning believed that Zhou Mengxiong's army had to deal with the North Army for a long time. I don't know whether it could break through the northern line, but Zhang Ning would never expect that it would have a result so soon.
As time approaches, the climate becomes colder and colder, and there are many injuries in the city and lack of doctors. The situation is getting worse and worse.
The positions outside the city gradually abandoned some time ago, because the troops were exhausted and powerless. Now the only line of defense is left with an incomplete wall, which may break the city at any time.
Whenever there is night, Jiujiang is a dead city.
The official army's artillery no longer roared, and the firearms stopped. The soldiers replaced from the city were exhausted and dead.
In addition, the people in the city were almost silent. Perhaps a few of them had not escaped and did not know where they were hiding, and there were no traces of people on the street.
Zhang Ning's footprints are spread all over Jiujiang City, and almost every ordinary soldier can see him often.
His face was obviously thin and he seemed very silent, but he would always say a few words to boost morale, telling the soldiers that Zhou Mengxiong's army had already advanced south and could survive as long as he persisted.
Even Yu Qian once said that if the prince had not personally taken over Jiujiang, no one could have guarded this remnant city.
After working together for several months, Zhang Ning has gradually eliminated his doubts about Qian.
It is useless to say something that everyone is determined to inspire people at this moment. Everyone is exhausted physically and mentally, but they need to remind people of two things, the desire to survive and hope.
Hope is the uncertain Zhou Mengxiong army...
In fact, Zhang Ning's heart was even worse, far more depressed than the signs shown on the surface. He just endured and was unwilling to shake the morale of the army.
Sometimes he will fall into his own psychological trap and enter a state of depression, feeling hopeless.
The objective laws of history are the general trend of heaven, and perhaps it cannot be changed in this way...
Since ancient times to the present, it has been a dead end to the dynasty during its prosperous period...
Those who want to change the dynasty will simply take advantage of the chaos to compete in the Central Plains at the end, or have their own power to go to the top coup...
King Yàn actually had the power first and then the opportunity. Even so, that path cannot be copied...
Countless thoughts lingered in Zhang Ning's heart and eroded his hopes.Human hearts are far more fragile than imagined.
Sometimes, he felt that he was just one last step away from now, like a sharp sword falling on his head, and when the Jiujiang City Wall was broken by the government army; he just waited for that moment.
He even felt that he was looking forward to that moment, so that he would avoid being worried.
But I couldn't let go of my mother and younger sister, and I don't know what kind of disaster they will face in the future... Zhang Ning finally muttered the words in his heart one night.
The two climbed to an arrow tower that had just been built, which was as high as two stories high, and the top was like a pavilion that was breathable on all sides.
After a while, half of the old Xu women hugged the guqin and climbed the tower, warming them up in the mud stove, and then sat aside and played the zither to cheer them up.
Looking down at the thousands of troops below, Zhou Mengxiong leisurely picked up a cup of wine and said calmly: I respect Zhubutang, and welcome you to the wind and dust.
Hero, Old Zhou hero, the subordinates dare not be Ah.
Zhu Heng held up the wine glass with his hands in a little out of control.
Zhu Heng was originally a person who was ungrateful and did not like pomp. The scene at this time made him feel too artificial and uncomfortable. Moreover, because he suddenly heard that Zhou Mengxiong was sieging the main force of the official army, he couldn't help but feel a little unacceptable and his words were a little unscrupulous.
Boom... Suddenly the cannon sounded like thunder, which made the arrow tower almost collapse, and the wine in the wine glass that had just been filled with just now splashed out.
With a bang, the strings broke and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly. The woman sitting next to her playing the piano changed her face.
Hahaha!It's okay, are you still afraid that the cannon can hit here?Zhou Mengxiong laughed.
Zhu Heng turned to look at the scene on the battlefield, held his fists and bowed, and couldn't help but say: Ashes were destroyed while chatting and laughing, Old Master Zhou really has the style of Zhuge Kongming.
After hearing this, Zhou Mengxiong laughed again, without any humble behavior in the officialdom. He stood up exaggeratedly, patted Zhu Heng's shoulder, and pointed at the official army and horse soldiers gathered in a large number of films in front of him: Brother Zhu, do you know why the Beijing camp is going to fight from here?
Zhu Heng had to ask in a low-key and respectful manner: Why?
Zhou Mengxiong waved his robe sleeve: I was blocked by me on all sides, the Beijing camp was trapped in a siege and had no way out, and there was no food, even if it was Daoshan here, they had to rush!
After saying that, he raised his head and still drank the wine in his cup, and then slapped Zhu Heng's shoulder heavily, which made Zhu Heng's literati's small body crooked. Brother Zhu knows why the official army outside didn't come to save him?
I would like to hear the details.Zhu Heng said kindly in cooperation.
Zhou Mengxiong pointed to the east, only twenty or thirty miles from Ewangcheng here. I have deployed more than 40,000 troops, and the villages are blocked in layers!
While talking and laughing, I suddenly heard the horse's hooves in the west resounding like heavy rain and thunder on the earth, and the tide of horse soldiers rushed over.
Even though this place is not the front line, the underside of his nose is quite shocked by such a formation.
The piano player was just a woman, and she really didn't have the courage of Zhou Mengxiong. She could no longer talk at this time, and her fingers were shaking.
After a while, guns and cannons were heard, and white smoke rose in front of them.
The cavalry rushed in and encountered the camps that were scattered in front, like a torrent in the river rushing on the mainstay, breaking from the middle and surging from both sides.
Then the horse soldiers stepped on the deep pit trap buried between the camps, and for a moment, the man raised his horse and howled and echoed the world.
The traps were filled with countless corpses of men and horses. The iron cavalry behind them ran around the camps with their bodies. Muskets exploded on both sides, and the knights were walking in the sea of swords and fire.
Blood and smoke filled the world. Even though it was on the high arrow tower, the smell was still strong, and the woman had already done dry retching.
Zhou Mengxiong said: Brother Zhu, have a drink. How does this drama you are invited to watch today compare to the long-sleeved and thin-waisted play in the palace?
It is really spectacular and dignified, and it is so arrogant that it swallows mountains and rivers.Zhu Heng looked up.
Zhou Mengxiong turned around and glanced at the woman: Didn’t Liu Mazi say that you have seen the world?It’s really a disappointment to play Ah!
Master, I... The strings of my family are broken.The woman was so scared that she knelt on the ground.
At this moment, a large group of cavalry had already rushed through the gap in the middle of the camp, but saw a large group of infantrymen with long spears coming up behind them, with a large number of people as large as a sea of people.
The officers and cavalry, who had lost their aura, dared not go forward and rushed forward, so they had to break out in another direction, and walked through the range of firearms along the way. The smoke stormed around the guns and the sound of bullets was endlessly like rain. The scene of people surging and horses slitting around can be seen everywhere.
Wherever you can see your eyes, the corpses of people and horses can be seen everywhere, and the blood on the ground is covered with blood, and the sea of corpses is like a Shura field.
The bleeding was not over yet, and the blackness of the government and infantry in front was slowly approaching. The long weapons above the crowd were like a forest, and the flags were floating in the air like clouds in the wind.
Zhu Heng asked: Are the officers and soldiers of the Beijing camp here?
Zhou Mengxiong said easily: The rest of Shenji Camp is here, and there are all the horse soldiers and half of the infantry in the Five Military Camps.After this battle, the Jing camp was left with only the remnants of the Fifth Army camp hiding in the Ewang City, and the Three Thousand Camps on the other side of Jiujiang.
Zhu Hengdao: The Ministry of War received news that the commander of the Northern Army was Zhu Mian, the son of Zhu Rong.This person can be regarded as a famous general of the Ming Dynasty, and his subordinates are also elite soldiers and powerful generals. Unexpectedly, he was defeated so badly.
Hearing this, Zhou Mengxiong's face with a bearded horse face could not hide his pride. It was true that Wu Jinbo was also a member of the man who had avatar like King Yàn during the Battle of Nanjing... It was just like that!If I were in charge of the army back then, why would this be like this?
Speaking of this, Zhou Mengxiong's face flashed with a hint of nostalgia and sadness, and was covered with an excited red color, with a crazy and strange red tide on his face.
Zhu Heng hurriedly said: At the time in Wuchang, everyone urged the old hero Zhou to send troops as soon as possible. You will have the great victory today if you are not impatient for the overall situation; but I was also worried about the Xiang King in Jiujiang at the beginning... Zhu Heng had already lowered his attitude at this time. There was no way. Others did not understand the great contributions of winning this battle. Can Zhu Butang not understand it?
Wherever you are, you can't talk about it in the same way.Zhou Mengxiong immediately restrained his rampant behavior. I was also wrong. He overestimated the ability of the official army, which made the King of Hunan more difficult and dangerous.
Zhu Heng sighed, this is a battle to make the world apart!
Zhou Mengxiong's emotions gradually faded and said seriously: Breaking through the northern line is only a prerequisite, and the key is that there is a battle of Jiujiang.
The two looked down at the bottom together, and the war continued, and the fire and blood made the world uneasy.
……
Zhang Ning in Jiujiang still couldn't know the battle situation of the Northern Route Army.
A while ago, an eunuch and a provincial secret agent secretly went out of Gantang Lake at night and found some news outside. Zhou Mengxiong had already led his troops to dispatch.
At this time, Zhang Ning believed that Zhou Mengxiong's army had to deal with the North Army for a long time. I don't know whether it could break through the northern line, but Zhang Ning would never expect that it would have a result so soon.
As time approaches, the climate becomes colder and colder, and there are many injuries in the city and lack of doctors. The situation is getting worse and worse.
The positions outside the city gradually abandoned some time ago, because the troops were exhausted and powerless. Now the only line of defense is left with an incomplete wall, which may break the city at any time.
Whenever there is night, Jiujiang is a dead city.
The official army's artillery no longer roared, and the firearms stopped. The soldiers replaced from the city were exhausted and dead.
In addition, the people in the city were almost silent. Perhaps a few of them had not escaped and did not know where they were hiding, and there were no traces of people on the street.
Zhang Ning's footprints are spread all over Jiujiang City, and almost every ordinary soldier can see him often.
His face was obviously thin and he seemed very silent, but he would always say a few words to boost morale, telling the soldiers that Zhou Mengxiong's army had already advanced south and could survive as long as he persisted.
Even Yu Qian once said that if the prince had not personally taken over Jiujiang, no one could have guarded this remnant city.
After working together for several months, Zhang Ning has gradually eliminated his doubts about Qian.
It is useless to say something that everyone is determined to inspire people at this moment. Everyone is exhausted physically and mentally, but they need to remind people of two things, the desire to survive and hope.
Hope is the uncertain Zhou Mengxiong army...
In fact, Zhang Ning's heart was even worse, far more depressed than the signs shown on the surface. He just endured and was unwilling to shake the morale of the army.
Sometimes he will fall into his own psychological trap and enter a state of depression, feeling hopeless.
The objective laws of history are the general trend of heaven, and perhaps it cannot be changed in this way...
Since ancient times to the present, it has been a dead end to the dynasty during its prosperous period...
Those who want to change the dynasty will simply take advantage of the chaos to compete in the Central Plains at the end, or have their own power to go to the top coup...
King Yàn actually had the power first and then the opportunity. Even so, that path cannot be copied...
Countless thoughts lingered in Zhang Ning's heart and eroded his hopes.Human hearts are far more fragile than imagined.
Sometimes, he felt that he was just one last step away from now, like a sharp sword falling on his head, and when the Jiujiang City Wall was broken by the government army; he just waited for that moment.
He even felt that he was looking forward to that moment, so that he would avoid being worried.
But I couldn't let go of my mother and younger sister, and I don't know what kind of disaster they will face in the future... Zhang Ning finally muttered the words in his heart one night.
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