Shen Fan took a greasy cloth bag from the hand of the big man wearing leather armor, and glanced at him enviously again. The big man was wearing a military uniform and armor, and the sword hanging on his waist was not "ordinary". In Shen Fan's eyes, he was really majestic.
He was dawdling here, and the big man was a little impatient. He stared at Shen Fan, and the fierceness in his eyes pricked Shen Fan like a needle, making him immediately lower his head.
The big man raised his leg and gave him a kick, "Fuck me, please do it more quickly. There are people waiting behind you."
Shen Fan staggered and took two steps, but hugged the bag tightly in his arms. Instinctively, he turned around and cursed a few words as usual, or even spit at the other person in response, but in the end he didn't Dare, I just cursed the other person viciously in my heart.
After waiting for a group of people to gather together and looking at several of his subordinates who were about the same size as himself and who knew everything about them, Shen Fan regained his confidence, sat down on the ground, and waved his hands carelessly, "Eat, eat, have breakfast." Transcendence."
The other people smiled and didn't take it seriously. They all sat on the floor, took out the dried meat from the cloth bag, and stuffed it into their mouths hungrily, with happy expressions on their faces.
The dried meat is hard and has a strong fishy smell. The texture and taste are actually not very good, but when it is eaten by beggar soldiers like Shen Fan and others, it is a rare delicacy.
In the eyes of Henan people at this time, meat was a delicacy. Among the previous armies, adding a few lives to order meat was nothing.
Several other people reluctantly took out a few pieces from the cloth bag and offered them to the team leader Shen Fan. Shen Fan took them without hesitation, blinked and picked out some fat ones, and later handed them to the captain.
These people were born and raised. After joining the Beggar Army, the hierarchy seemed to be a bit more strict than other places. However, few people complained because they were already at the lowest level in Luoyang City. After having swords and guns, That's when things got better.
In addition, they were born in this troubled world where human life is like grass, so their lives are not valuable. What is valuable is the swords and guns in their hands and the food in their hands. With these two things, they can survive. As for who they fight for, they not give a damn about.
Of course, very few of the Henan soldiers cared about who they served for, especially the Beggar Army.
A few people ate very quickly, and they rolled their eyes because they choked on the dry and hard meat. Some people were muttering, "It would be better if I had some wine to drink."
Some people scolded, "Damn it, there is wine and meat, isn't that just like a meal without a head?"
So several people fell silent. He all knew that this was no different from decapitation. When you are full, you have to pick up a knife and a gun to fight, otherwise these things will get into their mouths?
After eating only half full, Shen Fan tied the cloth bag tightly and tucked it into his waist. This was a good thing to reward his stomach when he came back alive, but he couldn't eat it all at once. If he didn't think about it, he was afraid that he would Can't come back.
He is also an orphan. It is not easy to survive until now. There are many people like him in the Beggar Army. They have thin bodies, humble demeanor and young faces. Only when the time is right, they will show their ferocity like wolves. .
After serving in the army for several years, Shen Fan learned a lot, which allowed him to be like those old soldiers who kill without batting an eye, being able to maintain a minimum of calm before the fight comes.
Regardless of Shen Fan's surname, he is not related to their military leader Shen Qingnu. There are many people with the surname Shen in the beggar army. Obviously, this is one of the products left over from the war in the late Jin Dynasty, and it has a distinct private army. specialty.
He carefully wiped his steel knife with many chips with a rag, while his father and mother rushed around urging the few people under him to finish eating quickly, so as to calm down. I'm afraid there will be blood in a while, but they can't be too loose. Yes, no, he lost his life.
As they thought, there was no free food these days. The better they ate, the greater the danger they would experience in the future. They saw the figure of the military leader Shen Qingnu not far away, and soon they were surrounded by people. The young commander.
Shen Fan glanced at him enviously, but he was cursing in his heart. The damn King of Han is just like the emperor named Wang. He just wants us to fight and kill for them.
I just submitted this...
It's just that even Shen Qingnu can't help himself now, let alone an insignificant little corps leader like Shen Fan.
The captain was summoned, and after a while, he trotted back and immediately called all his corps commanders together again.
"The Tang army came towards us, 20,000 people..."
When the corps commanders heard this, they felt a little beat up in their hearts. Shen Fan also trembled in his heart. There were twenty thousand fucking people. And I heard that the Tang army was very difficult to fight. The emperor led so many people there and they were all defeated. We Is this enough to fill the gaps between people's teeth?
Compared with their uneasiness, the team leader looked very excited, "The general said, these 1,000 of us will go up first, and the remaining 2,000 people can cross the river first to hide. Once we win, All thanks, things are going well on the other side of the river, you have everything you need, and you don’t have to live hungry and well-fed in the future.”
"Also, there are many wives over there. Anyone who survives can marry one and take it home. Houses and fields will also be distributed. By then, we will all have families."
There was nothing impassioned about it, but the eyes of several corps commanders had quietly lit up. Shen Fan also held the handle of the knife and cut it off for his companions. In the future, he would be able to eat well, marry a wife, and have a house to live in. , having fields to cultivate, for people like them, almost everything is something that can be encountered but cannot be obtained.
When they were under Wang Shichong before, they could only be promised one thing, and that was food. Don't expect the food to be very good. As long as they had three meals a day, they could pick up swords and guns to serve others.
Now the King of Han obviously gave more than Wang Shichong. Whether they can get it later is one thing. Maybe hearing such a promise is actually enough for them.
Because these things are worth their lives in exchange for, just like the people of Daizhou at that time, countless people sacrificed their lives and blood, and fought for success. Many of them were not for meritorious deeds or territory, but for these tangible things.
Shen Fan returned to his group, straightened his back, and pointed to the other side with great momentum, "The Tang army is coming, there are 20,000 people, we have to kill them, and those who come back alive can go to the other side, where there will be food." Good, I have warm clothes and there are many women. As long as you dare to fight and kill, you won’t have to live a hard life in the future.”
Well, what they said was nothing new, but a thousand beggar soldiers picked up their swords and guns, and with beautiful thoughts in mind, they gathered under Shen Qingnu's battle flag.
The morale is neither high nor low, and the combat effectiveness is also very worrying, but they are all willing to follow the military leader who always keeps his word, and use their lives as a bet to give them a try.
Shen Qingnu's place is a little troublesome, but Niu Jinda's place is much easier. The low-level officers there are all Shandong people. There is no difference between fighting and eating and drinking. It just depends on where the general wants to attack. Once the military order is issued,
Down here, almost no one cares about their own life or death.
Liu Anshi had a high prestige and quickly gathered a thousand people. Yuan Cong was the most procrastinating. With the dried meat and heavy reward, he could only gather a thousand people, and everyone had their heads drooped.
Four thousand people gathered together. Xu Shiji took a look and asked Yuan Cong to lead people to guard the camp on the shore. This man was really incompetent in leading troops. If he stayed in the camp, his impact on the war would be minimal.
Groups of Henan surrender troops walked out of the camp, and in front of the camp, four thousand Jin elites had already lined up in array, with swords and guns standing out, bright armor, and various war flags flying fiercely above their heads, forming a formation with the chaotic Henan surrender troops.
sharp contrast.
After recuperating their strength until today, the Jin army finally showed its fangs on the south bank of the Yellow River, showing the momentum of baring its teeth and claws. By the way, it gave the Henan troops some reassurance and cultivated their self-confidence.
After the order was sent to Niu Jinda, Shen Qingnu and others lined up behind, Xu Shiji and Zhang Shigui reunited.
"The king said, let us adapt to the situation. If we lose, I will not have the shame to go back. It can be said to be a last-ditch battle. Brother Zhang, you and I will go through hardships together today. When we become successful and famous in the future, don't forget the feeling of living and dying together today.
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Zhang Shigui chuckled and hammered his breastplate, "Your Majesty knows people well and uses them well, but Li Dake can't compare... I won't say any more nonsense, how about I take the lead?"
Xu Shiji laughed loudly, beat his chest and said: "In no particular order, you and I will see who can behead Sang Xianhe first."
At this time, the Tang army was less than fifteen miles away from Fengling Ferry.
Sang Xianhe continued to issue military orders among the army, urging the troops to move forward.
The detective report had already been sent back. Li Ding'an was sending troops to cross the river. There was a lot of chaos on the river. It was a good opportunity to attack halfway across the river. Sang Xianhe had been in battle for a long time and could not miss such an opportunity.
During the march, he had no interest in discussing the military situation with others. He just sent people back to Tongguan to report the military situation to the prince, and then led the troops straight to Fengling Ferry.
Sang Xianhe didn't think much. He just led the army over, seized the beachhead, and blocked Li Ding'an's southward road. He didn't think that the Jin people who had just crossed the river and the Henan soldiers who had surrendered could stop the 20,000 elite troops he led.
It would be great if... Li Ding'an also crosses the river. Maybe he can make great achievements. He is tired of staying in Tongguan. If he captures Li Ding'an and goes back, grandma, although Li Yuan is stingy
It's a little bit difficult, but for such a great achievement, it shouldn't be difficult to get a general of the Wei Mansion Dangdang, right?
Well, his heart is not small... No one on both sides takes the other in their eyes.
Five or six miles southwest of Fengling Ferry, the two armies finally met.
Sang Xianhe was overjoyed. The mob of seven or eight thousand people actually dared to abandon the stronghold and use it as a chariot. The 20,000-strong army slowly stopped amidst the sound of military orders. When the soldiers stopped, the military formation had already
Gradually taking shape.
What surprised Sang Xianhe was that the enemy troops on the opposite side, who had obviously been waiting for a long time, stepped forward amidst the deep sound of horns and made an attack posture first.
What he doesn't know is that the two leaders on the opposite side have only one thought in their minds: the brave one wins when they meet on a narrow road...
