Chapter 125: Plan to open two games to capture Qianqiu III
Xie Qianqiu came down from the Beicheng Tower alone. Along the way, the eyes of the Green Forest Army officers and soldiers all fell on him without exception. Although he tried his best to hold up the scene with his face, his general demeanor seemed not to fade, but, In his heart, he still felt a sense of disappointment that could not be concealed. Xie Qianqiu walked quickly to the city gate. The soldiers guarding the city deliberately sang loudly: "Open the city gate and send thanks to the general."
There was a creaking sound and the city gate slowly opened. Xie Qianqiu was about to leave the city. At this time, a man caught up from behind and said, "General Xie, stay here."
Xie Qianqiu looked back and saw a sergeant galloping towards him. He got off his horse and handed the halberd in his hand to Xie Qianqiu. I will return the blade to you. If you are not convinced, you can fight again. This is your horse." He said and handed the reins to Xie Qianqiu's hand.
Xie Qianqiu looked at the sergeant of the Green Forest Army and opened his mouth. He wanted to say something, but in the end he did not say anything. He stepped on the stirrup, stepped on the horse, and hung the halberd on the horse's waist. He buckled his sword and waited until the soldiers on the city lowered the drawbridge, then whipped him twice and galloped away.
【Officers and Soldiers Camp】
Ma Hongfei was seriously injured and lying in bed, while Xie Qianqiu's life and death were uncertain. At this critical moment, Ma Hongfei had no choice but to write a letter, recording today's battle in detail, and sent someone to Pucheng quickly to ask Lord Lang Shilong. Decide on the plan.
After receiving the letter, the Pegasus rode away all the way, galloping along the official road and away from the dust. The two horses galloped in opposite directions, and within half an hour they entered the territory of Pucheng, passing by a small forest. , there was a sudden whoosh of a crossbow, followed by a groan of pain, and the messenger who was galloping from the front fell down. The two fast horses kept running, and they were still galloping. At this time, they saw two A black figure jumped down from the branches near the official road. With light and nimble movements, it happened to fall on the horse. The two reined in the horse and slowly slowed down its pace. They reined in the horse and turned it around. Head back to the messenger.
On this official road, a man in gray clothes had already stood beside the messenger. He held a letter in his hand that he had just found from the messenger, hid it on his body, and then dragged the body into the woods. The man was thrown into a deep pit dug in advance. At this time, the two men in gray clothes who were galloping also entered the woods. They got off their horses and took out two handfuls from the grass. Using a small shovel, he buried the courier who had been hit by an arrow and buried it on the spot. The man in gray used branches to sweep away the buried earth and rocks, covered it with the topsoil that had been prepared long ago, and spread it with turf. Everything was tidied up, and when I looked around, there was no trace of manual excavation.
The man in gray hid the two horses behind the woods, and used branches to clean up the mottled blood stains on the official road. Once everything was in order, the three of them lurked in the woods again.
【Pucheng】
Lang Shilong was sitting alone in the government office, with the rocking chair swaying leisurely, holding a purple clay pot in his hand, humming a play, and sipping afternoon tea. It was quite leisurely, but gradually the sun became heavier and heavier. , but there was still no messenger conveying the situation of the war. Whether it was because the war was not over yet, or there was something else hidden, this made Lang Shilong somewhat anxious.
When the evening was about to fall, Lang Shilong also changed two pots of tea, and the leisurely drinking in the afternoon became less and less. The further he went, the more he felt that he was hanging in his heart. There was no reliable news at all. It was difficult to reassure him. Lang Shilong vaguely felt that something was wrong with the momentum. Something seemed to have happened. When he was sending Xie Qianqiu and others away from Pucheng, he privately ordered Ma Hongfei to send a messenger every three hours. I sent the battle report once, but now that the agreed deadline has passed, why is there still no one there?
Lang Shilong was a little panicked, and immediately sent a messenger to go to the front line in person. Originally, it only took three or four hours for this person to come back and forth. However, when it was time to turn on the lights, there was still no sign. Half of the couriers came down from the front line. No matter whether they were sent by themselves or those who were supposed to come from the front line, there was no news. Lang Shilong vaguely felt that the situation seemed to be bad. He was in a hurry and couldn't eat dinner. He had originally booked to go there in the evening. Fu Xilou went to look for Tong Chengyue to have a good time, but now he was so anxious that he couldn't think of anything else.
Lang Shilong paced back and forth in the mansion, wanting to find some Pucheng officials to discuss, but the faces of those officials emerged in his mind, and they all had flattering faces, although Lang Shilong seemed to be laughing and joking on weekdays. He didn't care, but Lang Shilong knew clearly in his heart what kind of things they were. Those officials were not reliable people. They were all dull-headed and could eat, drink and have fun. If they were asked to share worries, I'm afraid they wouldn't have half an idea. , but it will cause a storm in the city and mess up the situation.
Lang Shilong sighed, shook his head, and clenched his fists. It was all his fault that he didn't know how to lead troops. He had always been unwilling to get involved in things like wielding swords and guns. Otherwise, he would have led the troops long ago. When the soldiers go forward, there is no point in making random guesses here.
"Sir," a police officer came over and said, "The king of the city's head catchers is far away asking to see you."
Lang Shilong raised his eyes and glanced at the guard. He was worried about this matter at the moment. He wanted to quit and disappear, but he paused and let Wang Yuan in.
Lang Shilong met Wang Yuan in the front hall, and without giving up his seat, he asked, "What's the matter?"
"It's so late, I shouldn't bother you, but..."
"Just what,"
"It's just that when the city heard that the city of Xiaguang was also lost, everyone was panic-stricken. Needless to say, the merchants were so anxious that they wanted to take their families and flee from us. There were also some foreigners. , all came to make trouble in front of the city gate and demanded to be released from the city." Wang Yuan, the head catcher, said: "Today there is a family who has died, carrying a coffin to go outside the city to bury their ancestors, because the master has issued martial law. No one is allowed to enter or leave Pucheng at will, so we don't dare to let them out. The quarrel has been going on until now, and there is still a stalemate. Many people have gathered at the south gate. Not to mention the people who have aroused public outrage, there are also those merchants. Taking the opportunity to cause trouble, he paid money to hire people from the green forest and mingled with the people to confuse them and cause trouble."
"To be so bold and reckless," Lang Shilong was already worried. The battle on the front line was still unknown, but public outrage arose in the city. Relatives died and they chose a day to bury their ancestors in accordance with local customs. This is only natural. , Naturally, it was the common people who took advantage of the etiquette, but seeing that the flames of war were about to reach Pucheng, the city was under martial law to prevent enemy soldiers from spying and sneaking into the city to do evil. From the perspective of the city's stable situation, it was not too much. Come together, of course no one would give in. However, in Lang Shilong's view, it is difficult to maintain the stability of a city, how can you take care of your family? He immediately said angrily: "You are such unruly people, why don't you send troops?" Caught,"
Wang Yuan sighed and said: "Why don't we? It's just that we arrested people in front, and more and more people crowded behind us. Those common people stirred up a thousand waves with one stone, and they were all full of resentment, pushing the officers and soldiers out. If you don't come, you won't be allowed to take away those mourning people. This is not bad. Just when the messenger from the front line entered the city in the afternoon, the mob almost took the opportunity to rush out. At that time, the scene was a little bit... and are out of control. Sir, these people are ignorant and there is no end to the arrests. The real driving forces behind the scenes are the merchants who are eager to leave the city, so that they use some people to incite the people to make trouble. If these merchants can be arrested Get up, then this matter will be easier to handle,"
Lang Shilong was shocked after hearing this. He didn't care about those who were making trouble. He just stared at the word "messenger" he accidentally mentioned just now and asked quickly: "You said a messenger came into Pucheng this afternoon,"
"Yeah..." Wang Yuan saw Lang Shilong's face becoming more and more gloomy, and then asked carefully: "Sir, what's wrong with the messenger? Didn't you say that the messenger can enter the city?" Wang Yuan was worried that he had misplaced it. When the person came in to be punished, a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead.
Since the messenger entered the city in the afternoon, why hasn't there been any news yet? This is strange... Lang Shilong suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart. This premonition became stronger and stronger. He clenched his fists tightly and said : "Wang Yuan, when you last saw the messenger, you could see that he was heading towards the government office."
Wang Yuan nodded and said: "At that time, those unruly people were making trouble and finally let the messenger in. The people blocked him and refused to let him go. I sent many officers and soldiers to protect him and extradite him. After leaving the crowd, he flew towards the government office on flying horse," Wang Yuan said here. He felt something was wrong on the face of Mr. Lang, so he asked cautiously: "Sir, could it be that this messenger has never been here before?"
"Now you are leading people to search for me from house to house. You must find the messenger for me. I want to see him alive and his body dead. He has battle reports from the front line. It is very important. Don't be late. If you fall in In the wrong hands," Lang Shilong said.
"How to deal with those unruly people who make trouble and leave the city?" Wang Yuan asked.
Lang Shilong's most urgent concern at the moment was the whereabouts of the messenger. As for those unscrupulous people, he did not consider them. He immediately responded and said: "I will send troops to suppress it. Please hurry up and investigate this matter for me." , I’ll just sit here and wait for your answer,”
"Here," Wang Yuan hurried away after hearing this. He wished he could stay far away from the flood caused by the mob. Now that he heard Lang Shilong's words, it was a pain beyond his expectation. He searched house to house. This kind of errand was the best to handle. At that moment, Wang Yuan left the house without stopping, riding horses all the way to strictly investigate and deal with it.