Happiness is when all your wishes come true, and when you feel sleepy someone gives you a pillow.
But for two opposite people, it is difficult for them to be happy at the same time.
Especially when these two people are Gao Yingxiang and Du Wenhuan.
Du Wenhuan didn't sleep in Yanshui Pass. He was waiting for the bandits on the other side to cross the river. He liked fighting such battles.
Killing someone is not meritorious service. Taking 200 heads from Liu Shizi is meritorious service. Taking 200 heads from these bandits is also meritorious service.
The silver reward and merit are the same, but the risks involved are quite different.
Du Wenhuan would rather go around and beat up all the thieves in Shaanxi than fight Liu Shishi, unless he can beat Liu Shishi in one go until he never gets up again.
If we were to choose a bandit leader that the generals of Yansui Town were least willing to provoke, today's Liu Chengzong would definitely top the list.
Liu Shishi has a strong revenge mentality.
No one who messed with him ended well.
Not to mention Li Bei, there is not even a grave in the impression of the general in Yansui Town.
Ai Mu, fighting the battle in Wen'an Yi was really just able to escape with his own life. The matter was not over yet. Before Du Wenhuan sent troops, Ai Mu was already a victim of defeat. Who would have thought that after Hong Chengchou investigated, another person was installed.
The crime of instructing servants to rob Beijing Yun Bank.
Anyone with a discerning eye knows that the silver cannot belong to Ai Mu's family Ding Jie.
Not to mention that Ai Mu has always had the demeanor of his father in governing the army. The Ai family has been in charge of the army for two generations in the bitter cold of Dingbian camp. If they want to grab money, do they still have to wait until they are defeated?
Is there any evidence?
No, on the contrary, there is evidence that it was Ai Mu's servants who robbed him. He couldn't find those servants. He could only find Yanzhou soldiers. The confessions of Yanzhou soldiers said that they were General Ai's defeated servants and wanted to steal money to give General Ai a chance to revive his career. Everyone thinks it was Liu Chengzong who did it, even the official name was Liu Chengzong who robbed the money.
But all the officials and generals in Yansui Town knew that there was no money in the West Road and only 8,000 kilograms of stone in it, which was robbed by Liu Chengzong.
The money was robbed on the East Road almost at the same time. Who else in Yan'an Prefecture besides Liu Chengzong was gone.
Now that Ai Mu can't explain clearly, he can't wash away his grievances. Lord Chongzhen in the Forbidden City was furious and ordered Hong Chengchou to escort Ai Mu Zhang Nian to the capital.
If the same thing happens to other generals, there is actually nothing to fear. Anyway, even if the house is turned upside down and the house is demolished, it will not be able to recover 20,000 to 30,000 taels, let alone 130,000 taels.
The key is to turn the Ai family upside down...it's true.
After all, this was really not a good time. First, the late Jin invaded, and then King Qin's army mutinied. There was also a clerical error in the Ministry of Accounts in the capital, where more than a hundred taels of silver were written incorrectly. The emperor was so angry that he wanted to kill someone.
Now that the prefect of Yan'an has become a traitor, the emperor has no intention of handling this matter through the local bureaucracy of Shaanxi, and directly wants to send Jin Yiwei and eunuchs to Mizhi.
We need to let the Ai family prove that the Ai family's money belongs to the Ai family.
Jinyiwei is okay, who can be a eunuch among serious people?
They are here. This money may not belong to the imperial court, but can it still belong to the Ai family?
Du Wenhuan sighed in the official office of Yanshui Pass.
What does it mean that nature is consistent, and what does it mean that man can conquer nature?
God will rain, and Liu Chengzong will be unlucky. The harder he works, the faster he will die. This is called the order of heaven.
When it rains, hold an umbrella and avoid Liu Chengzong. Catching fish can lead to a long life, and it is said that people can conquer the sky.
As soon as the news came that Shanxi was returning to the bandits to tackle key problems, Du Wenhuan hurriedly put on his armor.
Du Wenhuan's cavalry, which was ambushed in Yanshui Pass and was ready to go, filed out. The troops were divided into five sentries and chased Gao Yingen's troops. The sound of horse hooves was heard in the night.
As soon as Gao Yingen led the team to run back, Du Wenhuan knew that there was an ambush, but he still pushed him towards the river bank.
The cavalry on the left and right wings paid attention to possible ambushes on the two mountains respectively during the attack. The forward sentry pursued bravely, the middle sentry served as a preparation, and the rear sentry made a detour on the flanks to prepare for a flank attack on the ambush ambushing on the river bank.
After all, Du Wenhuan is a veteran, and he is also very familiar with the terrain in the Yanshui Pass area, and is familiar with all the places where ambushes can be hidden.
Regarding the strength of the bandits, Du Wenhuan's view was similar to that of Li Bei. He was not afraid of too many thieves, but only of a few.
There are more than ten thousand thieves, even if there are 4,000 elite soldiers among them, and they defeat 6,000 miscellaneous soldiers, they can still fight with 4,000 elite soldiers.
Blocked on the river bank, no one can escape.
Gao Yingen has never run so fast in his life.
The more I run, the faster I rush, the more I rush, the more I pant, and the more I pant, the more I can’t run.
The officers and soldiers behind them were like crazy, driving them towards the bank of the Yellow River.
Even Gao Yingen himself couldn't tell clearly whether they were running like this and were escaping or retreating.
Anyway, everyone knows that the goal is to run to the bank of the Yellow River.
Under the cover of night, the bandit held up a torch and dragged a line of fire in the air. The light of the torch was pulled by the wind so small that it was almost invisible.
This scene made General Du Wenhuan extremely excited, as if he had returned to his youth.
However, despite being very careful along the way, there was no ambush by bandits in the mountains.
This made Du Wenhuan even more vigilant. It was very unusual. Even the peasant army should have known that an ambush could be set up here. Could it be that this was a bandit who accidentally hit Yanshui Pass for the first time?
With this in mind, Du Wenhuan asked people to call back the left and right wing cavalry to prevent the rebels from outflanking them after they reached the river bank, and then continued to approach the river bank.
When he approached the river beach, the former army was already fighting with the rebels.
The ambush is here.
When they arrived at the river beach, there were loud shouts of killing. Hundreds of thieves stood up from the river beach, firing bows and muskets. For a while, the generals and soldiers on the outpost beat 20 or 30 people on their backs, and then they rushed in with swords and spears.<
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Although there was a slight setback, Du Wenhuan expected that his outpost had already circled from the mountain road to the north side of the river beach, and a single impact could drive these bandits into the Yellow River.
At this moment, Du Wenhuan saw some dark soil slopes beside him.
He said to the servant who was lighting the torch: "Go and take a photo of what it is."
I don’t remember that there is a cemetery next to the river beach in Yanshuiguan!
The servant held up the torch and looked to the side, but he didn't see the monument, just a mound built like a tomb.
Looking around again, there are small grave mounds every ten steps, extending all the way to the river bank cliff.
He was surprised. When did these things appear here?
It cannot serve as a cover for the ambush. Could it be that the bandits dug trenches here and piled the excess soil outside?
Du Wenhuan, like Fu Renxi, did not think about artillery.
The Western Army has always been the strongest army in the world, and it is its duty to fight against the Northern invaders. Even if it is equipped with limited heavy artillery, it will only defeat many enemies. It is not its strong point to attack cities and destroy customs.
What they are best at is fast horses, light swords, soft bows and long arrows, three-eyed blunderbuss, general cannons, and cannons filled with powder to run fast.
In fact, if there is any other professional skill, it is probably setting fire in the tribal tent.
Even if he gets a heavy artillery that can shoot 20 kilograms of shells and gives it to Du Wenhuan, he doesn't know who to assign the equipment to. What's the point of shooting something that can march fifteen miles a day in the desert?
I just want to build a city wall, but there are 42 tribes in Hetao, but there is not even a city.
Firstly, there is no city, and secondly, if we don’t form a formation with you, the artillery that fires solid bullets will be almost useless to this side.
Du Wenhuan would never have thought of this.
At this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a large amount of flashes of light erupting from the other side.
"Huh?"
Pieces of light flashed on the other side.
Just when Du Wenhuan instinctively said "Hmm" in confusion, he heard muffled sounds one after another amidst the roar of the Yellow River.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Gao Yingxiang was covering his ears and bending over on the other side. He kept turning his head to look at the other side, his lips almost reaching his earlobes.
The gunpowder on the hole of the Little Lion Cannon beside you was burning, and smoke came out with a hissing sound, and then with a 'bang!', the gun recoiled violently, and the shells swished through the smoke and hit the other side.
Thirty-six large and small lion cannons blasted two to three kilograms of cannonballs one after another in a parabola towards the other side.
Under the smoke in the sky at night, this old man's eyes were shining, and he was as happy as a kid watching a firecracker for the first time during the New Year.
Cannon?
Du Wenhuan was still confused, subconsciously feeling that there shouldn't be artillery in this place.
But the shells did fly over and landed accurately on his troops.
Then his feet were in the air, and the neck of the war horse was hit by a cannonball, bending it at a strange angle. The mount suddenly dwarfed, and without thinking, Du Wenhuan jumped up on the saddle and fell to the ground.
The division commander on the other side of the river kept waving my arms to drive away the smoke in front of me, trying my best to observe the impact of the shells.
But it is difficult to distinguish. The torches of the officers and soldiers on the front line on the other side have not changed. Instead, they are in the rear position, and some torches have become messy.
This made him furious, raised his hand and punched his palm, and shouted next to Gao Yingxiang: "Chief Gao, you miscalculated again. With this earth embankment and the height of the cannon, it hit too far back!"
How could Gao Yingxiang care about this? His head was buzzing with the sound of gunfire and he couldn't hear anything.
Turning his head, he only saw Shichengwo opening his mouth and couldn't hear clearly what he was saying, so he was still grinning happily, nodding his head and shouting at the top of his lungs: "Yes, let's do another round!" p>
Does it matter whether the shot is accurate or not?
Just be happy.
The artillery bombardment brought unparalleled power to Gao Yingxiang. He held up the eyebrow-pointed knife on one side and shouted loudly to cheer on his subordinates on the other side: "Kill, kill!"
Gao Yingxiang has always been dissatisfied with this knife, and the Guan Dao he longed for was snatched away by Ma Ke.
Later I found several long knives, but none of them were as easy to use as the one I had at that time.
But at this moment, it doesn't matter to him whether he is a sword or not, Pao.
Artillery is the most important thing. He heard that there is an artillery post in Lion Camp.
Gao Yingxiang made up his mind that when he returned to Shaanxi this time, he would have a good chat with Liu Chengzong.
The craftsmen under him studied with me for two months. It’s not that I didn’t try my best to teach them, but they just couldn’t learn.
As long as I am standing by the master, the craftsmen know how to make the cannon; but once the master is gone and I am not around, they will not know how to make the cannon.
I tried casting two cannons in Xiangning, but it didn't work. What came out was indeed a cannon, but it was strangely shaped. It was thick where it should be thin and thin where it should be thick.
So Gao Yingxiang gave up. Anyway, after thinking about it, this matter can be solved easily.
Copper is not a problem, silver is not a problem, and food is not a problem.
But one of these three things can always solve Liu Chengzong's problem.
As long as he can solve Liu Chengzong's problem, will his army still be short of artillery?
It’s not that Gao Yingxiang has never used artillery. His army has many pack artillery. The Fran machine that is carried on the pack is made into a small stool directly from iron. It is usually placed on the back of the mule. When used, it is put down on the ground and fired.
Can run.
But that thing can't create this feeling at all.
This lion cannon is so exciting.
Gao Yingxiang was dancing with his sword and cheering. As the gunpowder smoke gradually cleared, the combat auxiliary at the work sentry raised the muzzle of the cannon, poured some water in to extinguish the unextinguished gunpowder, then pressed the muzzle to let the water out, and started to clean the barrel with tools. The ringing in his ears had just subsided a little, and then he realized that the officers and soldiers were in chaos, and then they began to retreat. Even the officers and soldiers on the flanks who were holding torches and preparing to attack also walked towards the mountains.
Gao Yingxiang was so happy that he turned to Shi Chengwo and pointed out: "Mr. Shi, look, we repelled them with one volley!"
Shicheng and I were also confused. I looked at the situation on the other side and was puzzled.
He thought that shouldn't be the case. Judging from the impact point of the artillery shells, they did not hit the front lines of the officers and soldiers.
His industrial sentry auxiliaries do not have any professional artillerymen, and there is no way to talk about aiming. The shells fired basically depend on the quality of the artillery.
The cannons are arranged in a line, and the muzzle angles are also the same, so the shells fired should also be in a line.
Therefore, there is no need to concentrate fire on any part of the enemy's army, it is just a flat attack.
We shouldn’t just let the officers and soldiers retreat.
In fact, the officers and soldiers did not want to retreat, but they were suddenly hit by unexpected shelling. People were a little panicked. The frontline generals watched the shells flying over their heads and turned around following the shells.
Then I saw a neat row of artillery shells hitting the commander's position in the rear. Next to the torch, their commander dwarfed and disappeared.
Where can we fight on this front line? Just retreat on a large scale.
Gao Yingen's troops were originally beaten back steadily, and his men were completely defeated in the pursuit. They relied on Gao Yingxiang's elite attack, which was ambushed by the river bank, to stop the rout.
After finally regrouping the troops, my own men were almost defeated by the gunfire from the other side.
They knew it was their own cannon, but no one could trust the gunners, and the parabola of the cannonballs could not be seen in the darkness. As soon as the cannon sounded, they were in chaos.
Gao Yingen was about to shout for blessing from the fighting stars, but suddenly saw the officers and soldiers retreating, so he shouted for pursuit.
In an instant, the offensive and defensive situation changed. Gao Yingxiang's elite troops did not move, but Gao Yingen's defeated army rushed forward in a swarm to take advantage.
To be honest, the fight was not very good, but it did disrupt the army's retreating front line in the dark.
When the servants helped Du Wenhuan, who had fallen from his horse and fell, to get up again, the cavalry that was outflanking saw that the main force had withdrawn. They didn't know what happened, so they retreated in confusion.
Du Wenhuan was so angry that he limped towards Yanshui Pass. After a good battle, he fell down and ended up like this again.
Gao Yingxiang on the east bank of the river was overjoyed when he saw the enemy retreating, but he was not dazzled by the victory, and he knew very well that this was not a victory.
It just fulfilled his wish to fire a volley of artillery. If he has so many artillery guns, he still doesn't know how long it will take.
With great difficulty, Gao Yingxiang closed his eyes and calmed down his emotions, and ordered to his cronies: "Go to the other side and tell Zhongdou Xing not to chase him to the Yanshui Pass. Remember to bring back some of the corpses of the officers and soldiers and give him a box of gold to see if there are any."
Appropriate."
After saying that, he took a long breath, looked left and right, raised a smile and laughed for a while, then said: "We can't stay here anymore, demolish the pontoon bridge, let's go south, from