Cao Wenzhao really didn't know what to do. He smiled bitterly and looked at Lou Daji, "General Lou, could you please write a letter to the Manchu soldiers and see if the Manchu soldiers can send one or two more troops to Malay Mizhi?"
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"Ahem!" Lou Daji choked immediately and coughed with a red face.
"General Cao, brother Cao, I won't hide it from you. Before coming here, General Manchu ordered Lou to return to Datong as soon as possible. Who would have thought that we would be stuck in the quagmire of northern Shaanxi? A few days ago
, General Manchu also wrote a letter saying that if the battle can be fought, we will fight, and if we can’t fight, we will go back. Reinforcements? Don’t even think about it!”
What Lou Daji told is the truth. Who would be stupid enough to add more troops to the bottomless pit in northern Shaanxi, knowing that it is not full?
Seeing Cao Wenzhao's gloomy expression, Lou Daji couldn't bear it. He put down his tea cup and pointed at Tie Mo across from him, "Brother Cao, we can't ask for reinforcements, but brother Tie is different."
Cao Wenzhao couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and he remembered Tie Mo after Lou Daji reminded him. After staying in northern Shaanxi for a while, Cao Wenzhao got to know Tie Mo much better.
As the leader of the Nine Borders, Xuanfu has many elite soldiers and generals, but Tie Mo is definitely the most special one. Tie Mo has a mixed force of Han and Mongolian troops. He nominally leads 3,000 troops, but actually controls no less than 30,000 troops. The most important thing is
Yes, Tie Mo maintained his own troops and horses, and Tie Mo had the final say in dispatching the troops and horses. General Hou always turned a blind eye.
Yes, if we can get reinforcements, we can only make plans for Tie Mo.
For a moment, Cao Wenzhao and others all stared at Tie Mo, which immediately doubled Tie Mo's pressure.
Tie Mo didn't want to stay in Shaanxi for too long, and his stay in northern Shaanxi now far exceeded his previous plan. In fact, Tie Mo had already had the idea of mobilizing reinforcements into northern Shaanxi in order to open up the situation as soon as possible and get out of the quagmire of Shaanxi.
For Tie Mo, the main opponents are Aba Dai Khan and Lin Dan Khan from the north.
It's not impossible to send reinforcements to Shaanxi, but we must win more benefits.
"General Cao, you have to know that Tie Mo's troops have to support themselves. If we mobilize reinforcements, I'm afraid it will be a huge expense. I'm afraid I can't afford it."
Tie Mo looked embarrassed, but he was very particular about what he said. He only said that it would cost a lot, but he did not say that he would not mobilize troops.
Who is Cao Wenzhao? After thinking for a moment, he understood what Tie Mo meant. He frowned and said seriously: "What General Tie said is not unreasonable. It costs a lot to mobilize troops and horses. Let's see, Cao is here
I promise you that as long as General Tie is willing to increase his troops, the materials obtained after defeating the Northern Shaanxi rebels will be given priority to General Tie."
Turning to look at Lou Daji, Cao Wenzhao asked in a low voice: "What do you think of General Lou?"
"Haha, of course Lou has no objection!"
Lou Daji spread his hands. As long as he could open up the situation as soon as possible and get out of the quagmire of Shaanxi, how could he care about anything else?
Moreover, Lou Daji didn’t think Tie Mo’s request was excessive. Zhang Bei’s family business was quite big, with so many people under his command relying on Tie Mo to support him, but the court had never spent a penny.
When Mo mobilizes troops in Zhangbei, he must provide enough benefits. What's more, those so-called supplies will also have to be snatched from the hands of the rebels.
In less than half an hour, Tie Mo, Cao Wenzhao and Lou Daji reached a verbal agreement. However, the details of the agreement were not stated clearly, but everyone knew it.
Cao Bianjiao was dumbfounded as he listened. The three generals had just negotiated an exchange of interests. At this moment, Cao Bianjiao felt that his uncle, whom he had always respected, was like a cunning businessman.
Near noon, Sha Diao walked into the room and whispered a few words to Tie Mo. Soon, Tie Mo frowned and sighed softly.
Cao Wenzhao asked curiously: "Why did General Tie sigh? But what happened to Zhang Bei?"
"That's not true. Does General Cao still remember what happened at Sanchuan River?"
Mentioning the Sanchuan River, Cao Wenzhao and others all had dark faces. How could they have forgotten this matter? If Ruan Sangou hadn't happened to report the news in advance, the boat would have capsized in the ditch, and the elite soldiers of the three towns would have suffered heavy losses.
"Did you get any news about that capable person in the rebellious party?"
Tie Mo nodded and said: "Well, hard work pays off, and we finally found out."
"Who is this person?"
"Wang Zuogao!"
"Wang Zuoguan?" Cao Wenzhao looked confused. This was the first time he heard this name after being in Shaanxi for so long.
"There is such a person in the rebellious party, why is he so unknown?"
Tie Mo smiled bitterly, "General Cao, this person is not unknown. To be honest, his status in the chaos is not lower than that of Wang Jiayin and Wu Yangui, but he has always kept a low profile. The reason why Tie sighed just now,
I also sighed that I ignored this person before."
"I heard General Liu Guoneng mention it before. The Shaanxi rebellious party has always said that there are three rebel kings. They are Wang Jiayin, Wang Zuogao and Wang Ziyu. Wang Zuogao's ancestral home is Qingjian. He started an uprising in Suide and was more powerful than Wang Jiayin.
Early. It is said that the rebel party was initially led by Wang Zuogao, but for some unknown reason, this person gave up his seat to Wang Jiayin."
After listening to Tie Mo's explanation, Cao Wenzhao became even more curious, "Is there such a person in the world? I really need to meet him in the future."
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In late February, just as Liu Yingyu was leading his troops northward, a group of troops set off from Ganquan and headed south toward Mabei Mountain in the south of Luochuan.
Two horses were walking side by side on the mountain path. On the horse was a middle-aged scribe, and the other was dressed in gray clothes, with a black cloth on his head and a long sword at his waist.
The middle-aged scribe was none other than Wang Zuogao, one of the Three Kings.
The other person was Wang Zuogao's sworn brother, Shaanxi bandit Wang Miaomei.
"Brother Wang, we are staying well in Ganquan, why do we come to Mabei Mountain?" Miao Mei has always had doubts along the way. Now Wu Yangui has just defeated the officers and soldiers, and Yan'an Prefecture is impregnable. It is time to share the credit, but...
At this time, the sworn brother Wang Zuogao actually led people to leave Ganquan and enter Mabei Mountain.
Wang Zuogao turned over and dismounted, threw the horse's reins to the people behind him, and walked towards the top of the mountain with Miao Mei.
Mabei Mountain is not too high, but when you climb to the top of the mountain and look to the east, you can still see the shadow of Hancheng in the distance.
Looking at Hancheng in the distance, Wang Zuoguan looked gloomy and said softly: "Why did you leave? Of course it was to survive!"
"To survive? This... I don't understand. We just defeated the officers and soldiers, and Wu Yangui's reputation is even greater than that of Wang Jiayin. With the help of his sworn brother, can the officers and soldiers be able to move us?"
Wang Zuogao shook his head and patted Miao Mei on the shoulder. The two sat on the stone steps and started chatting softly.