It was late at night and Gu Qing was patrolling the camp. Every time he passed by a camp, he would lift the curtain and look in. Seeing that the soldiers were sleeping, he gently lowered the curtain and left.

In the tranquility before the war, there seemed to be no too tense atmosphere in the camp. The soldiers slept soundly as usual. If there was any difference, some soldiers could not sleep in the camp and were still whispering excitedly.

Gu Qing stood outside the camp and listened for a while. The soldiers were talking about tomorrow's battle. How many rebel heads they would kill, how much value each head was worth, how big a house they could build in their hometown after they were killed, how beautiful a woman they would marry, how many acres of land they would buy, and if they were more luxurious, they might be able to afford plowing oxen.

From the peasant family to the landlord class, it was the rebels who came from this battle.

The discussion was very lively, and everyone was immersed in their longing for the future. The rebel heads in their mouths had become hot goods, reselling goods, and rewards for a better life in the future.

Gu Qing stood outside the camp and listened for a long time, then left quietly with a smile.

It is really beautiful to be full of hope for life. Even on the battlefield, you will kill enemies to live better. This is the true way for people at the bottom to live. What is loyal to the emperor and serving the country is not as good as rewards in your pocket.

Duan Wuji followed Gu Qing, and it was not until Gu Qing returned to the commander's tent after the inspection of the camp that Duan Wuji said: "Marty, the morale of the army is good, and we will win the battle tomorrow."

Gu Qing nodded and said, "Under my command, the Anxi Army has never lacked morale. What they lack is actual combat and the opportunity to make achievements."

The rare domineering aura in this sentence made Duan Wuji stunned, and then he laughed.

When Duan Wuji saw the Guanzhong map in the commander's tent, he pondered for a moment and said, "Marquis, in fact, Qingzhou is just a place of scabies. The gains and losses of a city did not require the Anxi army to fight to recover it. If the Anxi army turns to Chang'an and pursue the Anxi army, they will leave at once and harass them all the way. It will probably be the urgent task of saving Chang'an, and the results will be greater. Why does the Marquis insist on attacking Qingzhou?"

The Marquis smiled and said, "You are already a counselor around me, tell me why."

Duan Wuji blinked and said, "Does the Marquis have other thoughts?"

"What's the point?"

Duan Wuji thought for a while and said, "The Marquis wants to make a profit from chaos?"

"What profit?"

Duan Wuji lowered his voice and said, "Your Majesty is a hero. How could you be willing to bow your head and surrender in front of the foolish monarch? So the marquis wants the imperial power of the Tang Dynasty to fall into dust. After the rebellion is pacified, the marquis took advantage of the situation. At that time, the marquis had more than tens of thousands of soldiers in the Anxi Army. I believe the emperor would also look at your expression, right?"

Gu Qing still smiled and said, "Your words are so ruthless."

Duan Wuji said seriously: "Marty, I am from Shiqiao Village, and Martyrty can trust me."

"What do you say have to do with whether I fight Gyeongju or not?"

"The attack on Qingzhou is to recover lost territory. The Marquis was for the emperor and the court in Chang'an to see them, so that they knew that the Marquis was actively suppressing rebellions, and this move could also accumulate the Marquis' prestige among the people. The prestige in troubled times is more important than power. The people are so stupid. They don't care how many rebels the King's Army annihilated, but more about how many lost territory the King's Army recovered. They believe that only the recovery of lost territory is a symbol of victory."

"The imperial power fell, and the prestige of the marquis rose. As one rose and the other grew, it was difficult to say what the world was like after quelling the rebellion, but it was certain that the marquis was already a towering tree at that time. Even if the emperor named you a prince, I guess the marquis would not see it anymore. What the marquis wanted to do was... be able to write an imperial edict by himself."

Gu Qing patted his shoulder and smiled and said, "Please keep your mouth in mind, don't talk nonsense in the future. Go back to bed quickly, you will be out tomorrow."

Duan Wuji did not move, but bowed and said, "The Marquis has the ambition to be strong, and the students have no other rewards. They can only work hard for the Marquis, and have no regrets in life and death."

Gu Qing was silent for a long time and said slowly: "Don't just take Lingyun Zhizhi to his mouth and say it casually, especially when his wings are not hard, do you understand?"

"Students understand."

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The next morning, the camp began to build a pot to make rice. After the soldiers used it, they returned to the camp and led by the generals.

Chang Zhong and Shen Tian each led a army and left the camp and walked apart from left and right.

Liu Hongbo led 10,000 united troops to Qingzhou, Li Siye led Modao Camp to follow closely, and the remaining more than 20,000 soldiers were led by Gu Qing himself.

After two days of marching, we were almost at Qingzhou City. In the mountains and plains outside the city, there were already rebel scouts. Liu Hongbo's troops met the other party. Before the war began, there was a struggle between the scouts on both sides.

At the same time, the rebels in Qingzhou City finally discovered that there were imperial troops nearby, so they closed the city gates urgently and sent people to report military information to the main force of the Longzhou rebels.

According to Gu Qing's prior order, Liu Hongbo led 10,000 united troops to only operate outside the city of Qingzhou, but did not order the siege. The three thousand rebels left behind in the city of Qingzhou were extremely nervous and hurriedly piled up the city-guarding weapons at the top of the city.

Chang Zhong and Shen Tian each led 10,000 cavalry to station on the official road between Qingzhou and Longzhou, quietly waiting for the rebel reinforcements from Longzhou to come out of the city to rescue Qingzhou.

People around Qingzhou were panicked, and only the generals inside the Anxi Army knew that fighting Qingzhou was not the goal, and the focus of the Anxi Army was to snipe the rebel reinforcements.

Inside the city of Longzhou.

An Lushan sat in the former Longzhou Governor's Mansion. The original Longzhou Governor was killed by the rebels when the city was broken, and the Governor's Mansion became An Lushan's temporary commander's tent.

When the people sent by Qingzhou to report military information appeared in front of An Lushan in a panic, An Lushan was naked, revealing her white fat body, and laying on the mat with difficulty, and applying ointment to his back by his personal guard Li Zhuer.

Due to obesity, An Lushan's health is very poor. Not only does he have difficulty walking, but he often develops rotten sores on his body. The rotten sores will quickly get pus and bleeding. After healing, they leave a lot of marks, which are ugly and disgusting.

Li Zhuer, a personal guard who has been following him for many years, endured his disgust every time he applied medicine to An Lushan, but did not dare to show any disgust, otherwise the end would be miserable.

The front hall of the governor's mansion was in a mess. After the rebels captured it, they could even vaguely smell bloody inside.

An Lushan lay in the front hall but didn't care at all. He even liked to smell the bloody smell, which allowed him to feel the pleasure after the killing.

"There are military soldiers outside Qingzhou City?" An Lushan closed his eyes halfway and didn't care much: "How many military soldiers?"

The rebels who reported the news said in panic: "About 10,000, all of them were cavalrymen, circling thirty miles west of Qingzhou City. The scouts of our army have been killed by them."

An Lushan's bloated eyes opened a crack and said lightly: "Can you see the other party's flag? Who is the commander of this army?"

"Our scouts dare not approach the central army, they only encountered their scouts and had never seen the flags clearly."

An Lushan hummed and said, "It's just ten thousand cavalry. No matter which army it is, it can't take action in front of our rebel army, and it will be defeated in one battle."

Nowadays, An Lushan not only has his body expanded, but his mentality has also expanded.

Until now, Fan Yang raised his troops, the rebels advanced from the northern border to the south of the Yellow River, and crossed the Yellow River with great swagger. In just a few months, the small half of the Tang Dynasty had already been in An.

Except for the slightly setbacks under the Puzhou city where An Chongzhang defended, the other cities basically did not encounter decent resistance. Often, the officials in the city surrendered as soon as the rebels arrived at the city. Even if there were those who did not want to surrender, they could successfully break the city in one or two days.

With such insignificant resistance, how could An Lushan not expand?

Whether it is officials or the army, the Tang Dynasty had been peaceful for too long and had eaten the food of peace for decades. Apart from the border troops in the top ten border towns, the military garrison committee in the hinterland of the Tang Dynasty really had no combat power. No wonder An Lushan became more and more inflated. He rebelled tremblingly, and as a result, he became more and more smooth. He made great progress all the way. He would not expand any time and would be sorry for the humiliation he had endured over the years.

The emperor who had licked for more than ten years turned out to be a garbage, and An Lushan felt that it was insulting his tongue. Thinking about how hard he had licked Li Longji over the years, An Lushan felt disgusted.

The surface of gold and jade are on the surface, and the inside is broken. The Tang Dynasty has been exhausted, and it is time to change its master.

"Ten thousand cavalry... Haha, I will stop and send 20,000 troops to help Qingzhou and swallow the 10,000 cavalry. Ten thousand cavalry is ten thousand war horses, which is a considerable piece of fat." An Lushan licked his lips greedily.

For An Lushan, ten thousand war horses are good things and must be eaten.

A moment later, a general named He Qiannian from the rebels led 20,000 troops to Qingzhou.

If An Lushan read more books, he would definitely understand that there is a saying in Laozi, "Good is the source of misfortune."

If a person is too inflated, it is often a sign of disaster.

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Inside the rebel camp outside Longzhou City.

Feng Yu was also in the rebel camp. He and Shi Siming were brothers, not the kind of person who was better than his own.

When An Lushan raised his army, Shi Siming led his troops to follow the rebels south and conquered many cities along the way. Feng Yu was obviously a businessman, but he was stuck to Shi Siming like a plaster.

When the rebels advanced southward, Shi Siming's attitude towards Feng Yu was quite cold. Feng Yu smiled all his face, only in return for Shi Siming's neither salty nor indifferent response.

Later, Feng Yu asked Li Jianjiu to hand over the news. Li Shierniang spent all her family wealth and bought 10,000 stones of grain for Feng Yu in Xuzhou. The 10,000 stones of grain were quickly transported to the rebel camp through the Grand Canal. Shi Siming became a little kind to Feng Yu.

Until last night, three generals of Shi Siming secretly returned to the camp from Shu and talked in Shi Siming's camp for a long time. The next morning, Feng Yu suddenly realized that his treatment was different.

Shi Siming was much more kind to him. He had returned to the state when everyone was drinking and playing with girls together when they were in Yingzhou City, and they also regained their brotherly ties.
Chapter completed!