In the south of Beijing, in the residence of Governor Lu Xiangsheng.
Zhang Cheng stood solemnly. Although he knew that there was no danger at all, the fact that Supervisor Lu Xiangsheng kept glaring at him made him secretly panic.
"Zhongchen, please tell me the truth." Lu Xiangsheng asked seriously every word.
Zhang Cheng was a little confused. He looked at Lu Xiangsheng confused and heard him continue: "About the current division of troops, did you guess it yourself, or did someone give you some advice?"
"Returning to the governor, this matter was indeed speculated by Zhang Cheng in private. He never told anyone else. He only thought about the important matter of expelling the captives and feared that there might be some changes, so he spoke to the governor yesterday. It was really reckless. I sincerely ask the governor
Punishment." Zhang Cheng replied, kneeling on one knee.
Lu Xiangsheng stared at Zhang Cheng who was kneeling there, his thoughts fluctuating in his heart. After a while, he finally said: "Zhongchen, get up. What you said yesterday has become a reality today. It's really a prophecy!"
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Zhang Cheng suddenly felt that after hearing Lu Xiangsheng's tone, it was Yang Sichang who should have responded according to his suggestions, but he still asked: "Ask the governor, what is the result of the division of troops?"
Lu Xiangsheng said in a calm tone: "As you suggested, if nothing unexpected happens, the guerrillas in the three towns will be under the control of Governor Chen."
Zhang Cheng knew in his heart that Lu Xiangsheng was upright and never engaged in intrigues among his colleagues. Although it was excusable today, in front of Yang Sichang, whom he had always looked down on, it was indeed not his original wish to fight for the division of troops and generals.
Immediately, he comforted Lu Xiangsheng and said: "The governor, the commander-in-chief of the three towns, and the troops and horses led by the generals are all very capable. At this critical moment, you should fight hard so that you can find an opportunity to fight against Jiannu."
Although Lu Xiangsheng disdains conspiracies and tricks, he is also a man with a clear mind. Once he does something, he will never regret it. Now he is just interested in Zhang Cheng, and he said to him expectantly:
"Zhongchen, for your merits in killing the slaves at Fanmafang, you can actually be promoted to two levels. However, you are still young and have little experience. The imperial court will definitely promote you to one level and give you a generous reward.
Twenty-two-year-old guerrilla generals are rare in this country. You should guard against arrogance and impetuosity, learn with an open mind, and you will become a pillar of the country in the future."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Cheng hurriedly clasped his fists and saluted: "The governor praised me highly, but Zhang Chengcheng did not dare to accept it."
Seeing the calm expression on Governor Lu's face, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but said again: "Master Governor, Zhang Cheng is bold and wants to say something more."
Lu Xiangsheng looked at Zhang Cheng with a half-smiling expression on his face and said, "What kind of bad idea have you made?"
Zhang Cheng smiled dumbly and said: "Master Governor, when Governor Chen comes to pick up the guerrilla troops and horses in the three towns, could you please trouble Governor Chen and please allocate some food and grass for King Qin's army in the third town of Xuanda? The guerrilla cavalry will not be available for a while.
Retreat, the army will take a long time, and the issue of food and grass is very important. Supervisor!"
"Hey, that's all. I didn't expect that I didn't win a battle with Lu Qi, but I was dealing with these trivial things all day long." Lu Xiangsheng said with a smile.
Zhang Cheng also smiled and said: "That's wrong. Governor Chen is already the Governor of Xuanda. It is his duty to allocate military rations to his subordinates."
When Lu Xiangsheng heard this, he pointed at Zhang Cheng and laughed.
The two discussed some more military matters, and Zhang Cheng got up and said goodbye and returned to the camp.
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On October 20, the eleventh year of Chongzhen in the Ming Dynasty, the sky was clear and the sun was shining slantingly in the western sky. The dazzling sunshine fell down and warmed people's bodies.
On the top of an abandoned cigarette pier by the Liangshui River, several sergeants were wearing cotton armor, leaning against the wall of the pier, holding on to their bright red cloaks with both hands, enjoying the afternoon sunshine.
Beside them stood a row of blunderbuss of Fran machine guns in a neat row. A little higher up on the broken pier wall, there were two No. 3 Fran machine guns, with the muzzles pointed at a stone bridge not far away.
A sergeant who was also wearing cotton armor and a red cloak was standing on the abandoned pier, looking at the stone bridge. There was a small flag on his back. It was the armor commander who was waiting for Mingli.
"How come this damn weather is colder than our Xuanzang town?" a sergeant muttered loudly.
Another sergeant answered: "Damn, if this is soup and wine, and a fat aunt is here, it will be really cool."
"Boss Xu, why do you always stare at the fat aunt? I still like slim ones with thin waists..." Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Boss Xu.
Boss Xu knocked him on the head, and then said: "A thin waist and hair are of no use, you are a ball boy, you know nothing, my mother-in-law is better off being fat. On a cold day, if you hug me under the quilt, you will be like a little charcoal."
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"Hey, today's sentry is back so early."
Captain Jia Hou Mingli stared at the stone bridge and spoke with doubts on his face.
"Houtou, you are always looking at the flowers. How can the sentries from the young master's side come back before dark..."
When Boss Xu heard this, his face was full of disbelief. He stood up slowly, was stunned for a moment, and then said to himself: "What a reply. Oh, Hericium, something seems wrong, look at it.
Is the back..."
"The enemy is attacking. Hurry, fire a gun and give a warning. There are Tatars behind the sentry team. Send a message quickly and report to the sentry commander."
Captain Jia, waiting for Mingli, had a look of astonishment on his face and shouted loudly.
As a gong sounded, followed by a "bang" of cannons and cannons, the remaining pier immediately became lively. Everyone stood up, found their own fighting positions, and inspected the cannons.
Under the remnant pier, the camp inside the pier wall was buzzing with people, orders were coming one after another, and groups of sergeants quickly gathered.
Chen Dakuan, the outpost commander of the Thousand Infantry Headquarters of the Right Wing Battalion in Xuanzhen Town, shouted loudly: "Liu Changliang, lead Commander A to rush to the aid of Shiqiao. Commander B will assemble and stand by."
After saying that, he climbed up the ladder to the top of the remaining pier. Commander Jia waited for Mingli to see him coming up, and immediately stepped forward to report: "Report to the sentry chief, there are hundreds of Tatar cavalry, following my sentry cavalry, they rushed to the stone bridge.
Come."
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Liangshui River, stone bridge.
Team officer Cao Li'an was sitting on the cart, clicking his pipe and blowing out clouds of white smoke. He lazily said to Lu Suisheng, the commander of the third armor, "Suisheng, it's time for your mother-in-law to give birth."
"Looking at the sun, it's almost the same. I don't know if it's a boy or a girl." Lu Suisheng, the commander of the Third Armored Corps, was lying on the cart, looking across the stone bridge, and replied casually.
Cao Lian took a big sip and spit it out again. As a large cloud of white mist rose, his voice came: "Your aunt has a pointed belly and a slim waist. She is definitely a boy. Unlike my aunt, who has a round belly, thick waist, and fat hips.
All the babies are female."
After he finished speaking, he took another long puff of his pipe, and suddenly heard Lu Suisheng shouting: "Move the car, the cavalry is back, move the car quickly..."
When Cao Li'an heard what he said, he stood up quickly and looked back towards the opposite direction of the stone bridge. He saw about five hundred steps away, a red cloud rushing towards him in the smoke.
Another large piece of smoke and dust rose into the sky behind them, following them all the way.
He was so anxious that the puff of dry smoke he had just inhaled entered his lungs before he could spit it out. He was so anxious that he bent over and coughed loudly, while waving his hands vigorously, but he couldn't speak.
Lu Suisheng, the commander of the third armor next to him, understood what he meant and loudly ordered the sergeants of the surrounding armors to move the cart in the middle to clear a passage so that the returning Ye Bu Shu cavalry could pass.