Chapter 893 Ten years of hard work, wind, snow and frost (2)
"...Uncle Mao, let's not talk about that. Let's just talk about you killing Nian Lili. Guess who is the most upset after hearing this?"
It was already dark, and there was still some winter chill in the simple room. When talking about this, Mao Yishan and Hou Wu looked at the young man who spoke, then looked at each other, and started laughing in unison.
"Brother Luo..."
"Speaking of which, when he arrived in Shandong, he hung out with Commander Zhu Biaozhu. He was also a ruthless man. Maybe he could capture some big heads in the future?"
"I heard that a man named Liu Guangji was killed years ago."
"That's the boss of the puppet army. He has done countless things. Brother Luo has always wanted to kill the Jurchen leader... Are you lazy? Is that the name of the Jurchen East Road leader who stayed in the Central Plains..."
Mao Yishan and Hou Wu now have high ranks in the Chinese army. If they want to inquire about many things, of course they can find out. However, one of them is focused on fighting, and the other has turned to logistics. They are still vague about the information on the front line. Without going into too much detail, I just said a few words hahaha, and Hou Yuanyong, who is currently in the intelligence department, took over the topic of his father's generation.
"Uncle Luo is indeed in the Liangshan area now, but I'm afraid there are still some problems in attacking Talan. They previously repelled hundreds of thousands of puppet troops, and later defeated Gao Zongbao. I heard that Uncle Luo took the initiative to attack Gao Zongbao. He had a head, but he ran away too quickly when he saw that the situation was bad, and Uncle Luo failed to take down the head in the end."
Hou Yuanyong said funny: "Not only Gao Zongbao, last year in Xuzhou, Uncle Luo also proposed to take the initiative to kill Wang Shitong. The plan was made, but Wang Shitong was instigated. As a result, Uncle Luo has only killed Wang Shitong until now. Liu Guangji, if he hears about Uncle Mao's achievements, he will definitely be extremely envious."
Among the five remaining people after beheading Yan Loushi, Luo Ye always talked about his ambition to kill a Jurchen general. The other few people only found out later that Zhuo Yongqing had killed Loushi inexplicably. Luo Ye has been talking about it for several years. Whoever in the army occasionally gains something, Luo Ye usually drools non-stop. This matter was regarded as a harmless personal hobby at the beginning, but later it became a common practice. The subject of conversation when children are joking.
Of course, all jokes aside, Luo Ye comes from a wealthy family, has progressive thinking, and is both civil and military. He is the backbone of the young generals led by Ning Yi. His subordinates are also the real sharp swordsmen in the Chinese army. They have repeatedly won in competitions. Winning first place, there is absolutely no ambiguity in actual combat.
It is widely rumored in the Chinese army that the more than 20,000 people trained in Tibetan areas have the highest combat effectiveness, but this is an average. Dayang's troops are all composed of veterans, and the southwest army has many recruits. Some There are bound to be shortcomings in some places. But if the troops with the highest combat effectiveness are drawn out, both sides will still be at a similar peak.
The representative of this peak, Mao Yishan's team is extremely solid in offense and defense, and can be included in the list. The team led by Luo Ye also has flexible qualities on the basis of Mao Yishan's team, and is a stable peak lineup. He plays every role in every game. The gains in this battle were by no means inferior to Mao Yishan, but they often failed to kill any famous big boss. During the three years of Xiaocanghe, Luo Ye always pretended to sigh, and over time, it became an interesting topic.
At this time, Mao Yishan, Hou Wu, and Hou Yuanyong couldn't help but laugh. After laughing for a while, Mao Yishan said: "Then... what is the situation in Shandong? Why do you say, Xiaoyong, that he can't kill Talan? ah?"
"That's an estimate." Hou Yuanyong's smile subsided, "Uncle Luo, Commander Liu, and Commander Zhu are in a very miserable area. From the news coming back from the front line, people's livelihood has basically been ruined. There will be no crops. Next year There may be no seedlings left, and the people near Liangshan can barely survive by relying on things in the water, but they are also very hungry."
Hou Yuanyong sighed: "Our Third Division fought well in Xuzhou, and managed to recruit tens of thousands of troops. However, before crossing the Yellow River, food supplies were at the bottom. The situation on the other side of the Yellow River was even more embarrassing, and there was no room for response. After crossing the river, many people starved to death, so the recruited men could not bring them across. Finally, they spoke to Jindi and begged grandpa and grandma to borrow some food, so that the main force of the third division successfully arrived at Liangshanbo. They defeated Gao Zongbao. Later, they robbed some logistics, but it was only enough, and most of the supplies were used to pay off the debt of the female prime minister in Jin Dynasty."
"Is it so difficult..." Mao Yishan murmured.
Hou Yuanyong nodded: "The people's livelihood in the Liangshan area is already difficult. Before the war more than ten years ago, the people were in dire straits. After more than ten years of fighting, cannibalism has occurred every year. The Jurchens went south the year before last, and they were too lazy to attack the Central Plains area again. After reading it again, he just pointed out that he would not allow people to live. So this is the situation now. I heard from several friends of the General Staff that in the spring of next year, the most ideal way is to borrow some seedlings from Nengjin Land and wait until autumn. The vitality may be restored a little, but there is another problem. Before autumn, Zongfu Zongbi's East Route Army will return from the south. Whether it can block this wave is also a big problem."
Hou Yuanyong took firewood and drew a simple sketch on the ground: "The current situation is that Shandong is very difficult to attack. It seems that we can only fight it out, but fighting it out is unrealistic. Commander Liu, Commander Zhu, plus that The Wu Dynasty army led by Wang Shanyue and their families did not have much to eat. There were hundreds of thousands of puppet troops around them who also had nothing to eat. These puppet troops had nothing to eat and could only bully the people and occasionally feed Uncle Luo. They are causing chaos. If we talk about fighting, Uncle Luo can defeat them a hundred times, but what will happen if they are defeated? There is no way to contain them because there is no food at all."
"Talan is now guarding Datong. How to get from Liangshan to Datong is a problem. Logistics is a problem, and fighting is also a problem. A frontal attack will definitely fail. Let's use some conspiracy. Talan is known for his caution. In the previous battle of Daming Mansion, he kept constant in response to the ever-changing situation, and almost dragged Commander Zhu and the others to death in it. So now speaking of it, the situation in Shandong will probably be the most difficult one next. The only hope is that The question is whether the female chancellor can help me after the situation in Jin is broken."
In the Chinese army, veterans with established styles such as Hou Wu and Mao Yishan are not rigorous in their thinking and do things more through experience rather than analysis. But among the young people, due to Ning Yi's deliberate guidance , it has become quite fashionable for young soldiers to talk about the current situation and exchange new ideas at gatherings.
At this time, they saw Hou Yuanyong talking about the situation. Although the two of them had different opinions, they were also quite relieved. Mao Yishan said: "That was... at the end of the year of the rebellion, when Yuan Yong arrived at Xiaocang River, I was only twelve years old, I still remember... Now I am really mature..."
Hou Wu smiled and shook his head: "Young man, you are short of impulsiveness. Since there is no other way to go, you should use conspiracy. Maybe those people in Shandong are already plotting against Datong."
Hou Yuanyong also laughed: "Dad, that's not what you said. That guy who is lazy is really impeccable in his work. When someone is determined to defend, underestimating the enemy will suffer a big loss."
"Then you have to give it a try, or else you'll have to wait for death." Hou Wudao said, "Besides, you are a kid and always want to rely on others. Liao Yiren and his gang of traitors in Jin were causing trouble and were almost defeated. They begged a woman for help. I don’t care, but based on your analysis, I estimate that Datong’s risk must still be taken.”
Although he felt that what his son said was right, beating the child at this time was considered as a father's instinctive behavior. Unexpectedly, after saying this, the expression on Hou Yuanyong's face suddenly became more exciting, and he sat down happily.
"No, no, dad, Uncle Mao, this is your old-fashioned way. I don't know, Mr. Ning had an affair with that female prime minister..." He made an obscene movement with his hands, and then quickly put them down, " ...There is a story.”
"what story?"
"Mr. Ning and Lou Shuwan from Jindi knew each other in the early years... before the war. It was during the Fang La rebellion in Hangzhou. Don't you know... the female Prime Minister at Xiaocanghe? He came here to do business on behalf of the Tiger King, but their story is quite long...Mr. Ning killed Lou Shuwan's father and brother..."
This is the drawback caused by the excessive frequency of information exchange led by Ning Yi. A group of young people who enjoy exchanging information and digging for clues gather together. Those involving military secrets may not be able to talk freely. When it comes to gossip, many Things were inevitably spread with added fuel and jealousy to make them seem like myths. Mao Yishan, Hou Wu and others may have only heard some clues about these things back then, but among the people of Hou Yuanyong's generation, they have become bloody and sensational legends.
The two middle-aged men were skeptical at first, but later on, although they only listened to the story in their hearts, they couldn't help but get excited about it.
"...I'm not lying. Back then...the Battle of Xiacun hadn't come yet. Dad, Uncle Mao, and you hadn't met Mr. Ning at all. Mr. Ning already knew Hongti from Luliang Mountain. Madam... That madam had a well-known name in Luliang at that time, called Blood Bodhisattva, and she had killed many more people than you, Uncle Mao..."
"This is true, this is true. I have also heard of the name Blood Bodhisattva..." Hou Wu touched his chin and nodded repeatedly.
"... At that time, Mr. Ning planned to go to Luliang Mountain to train troops. When he came here, Miss Lou represented the Tiger King to Qingmuzhai for the first time... I am not lying. Many people know that now Shandong Commander Zhu was responsible for protecting Mr. Ning at that time... and the person who witnessed this incident was the teacher Yuwen who taught shooting, Yuwen Feidu..."
"Instructor Yuwen has indeed been following Mr. Ning for a long time..." Mao Yishan's shadow nodded repeatedly.
"...So, this matter was told by Instructor Yuwen himself, and it was confirmed by someone... That day when Miss Lou met Mr. Ning, she found a small room in private. When they met, the female prime minister had a bad temper and took advantage of him.
She threw tea cups, pillows and other things at Mr. Ning, and people outside heard it... She cried and said to Mr. Ning, you damn ghost, why don't you die... Dad, I'm not talking nonsense..."
"You said you said..."
"...So we have people taking care of the property in Jindi... When the Tiger King wanted to kill Lou Shuwan, the big shopkeeper Dong Fangxian went there, click, and killed the Tiger King...Dad, Uncle Mao,
You still don’t know the inside story. Didn’t Mr. Ning pretend to be dead here at that time? In fact, he went to Jindi in person. When Jindi was in turmoil, Mr. Ning was there. I can find out... Mr. Ning and Shopkeeper Dong all
Now, what a huge lineup, how can King Tiger hold it..."
Chirp chirp chirp chirp.
"...So, everyone in the General Staff said that Miss Lou is one of our own..."
"That's how I revealed it to Dad and Uncle Mao..."
"...Mr. Ning has a thin face and is not allowed to talk about this matter, but it is not a big deal..."
"...So what does it have to do with asking for some food from Jin?"
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"Ahem, that's not what you mean." In the silhouette illuminated by the fire, Hou Wu touched his chin and couldn't help but want to teach his son the principles of life. "After all, it's a bit shameless to speak like this to your own woman."
"What Fifth Brother said makes sense." Mao Yishan agreed.
"What's so embarrassing about this?" Hou Yuanyong frowned and looked at the two old-fashioned men, "...This is all for China!"
The three of them talked about such boring gossip in the room, and the cold winter night became warmer. At this time, the oldest Hou Wu was getting older, and the scars on his face no longer appeared when he became gentle.
Ferocious, he used to be very murderous, but now he smiles like an old farmer. Mao Yishan is wrapped in bandages and has a strong physique. He has killed many enemies over the years, and he no longer hesitates when facing the enemy.
When it comes to relatives and friends, he has become an extremely reliable elder and backbone.
Hou Yuanyong is already twenty-four years old. In front of his father, his eyes are still a little childish, but he has a beard under his chin. In front of his companions, he can already step onto the battlefield as a reliable comrade. In the past ten years,
, he experienced the development of Xiaocang River, the years when his fathers stayed behind during the arduous war, the desolate transfer, the depression, desolation and subsequent large-scale construction in Hedeng County, and the leaps and bounds.
The heroic spirit when leaving Liangshan finally made it here...