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As a victory, Yuan Feng didn't care about Zhang Shicheng's attitude at this time. He just smiled faintly, walked to the throne, circled around Zhang Shicheng twice, looked at the fallen former emperor, and suddenly stopped and asked: "My father's
Where are the remains buried?”
Zhang Shicheng sneered: "The bones were crushed and the ashes were scattered in the rivers. If you want to pay homage to that monster, there is no way."
Yuan Feng looked at Zhang Shicheng mockingly: "That's all you can rely on. It doesn't matter. I believe you will say it sooner or later. Someone, please take him down and take good care of him."
The emperor was put down, Yuan Feng looked around and began to assign tasks. The capital was initially decided, but the remaining enemies were still there, especially a large number of imperial guards in the inner factory who took off their official uniforms and mingled with the people. Although this change of dynasty tried to avoid turmoil, it still
There will be a lot of casualties and chaos, and it is impossible not to suppress it quickly.
Another very important thing is the Southern Han army outside the city.
When the Northern Han army crossed the river, in order to prevent the Zhou army from breaking out, the plan was to have the Southern Han army come to assist in the siege. Now that their mission has been completed, there is no need to stay.
"Has the Glazed Tower been captured?" Yuan Feng asked.
"Lord, although the Great Baoen Temple was occupied by the Southern Han Army, the Great Glazed Pagoda was occupied by our company. The person who built it was Zhuo Ligetu." Ye Tang, the commander of the Military Command, came out to report.
Li Getu, he is still alive!" Yuan Feng stood up from the throne and said, "Prepare your horse, I will go there myself!"
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At the Da Baoen Temple outside the city, the Southern Han general's head was covered with sweat. He was under increasing pressure and was about to collapse. The king's flag changed at the top of the city. The Northern Han Dynasty had occupied the capital, and the Southern Han army stayed at the mouth of his guns.
He was in extreme danger, but there was no order from the rear to retreat, leaving him in a dilemma.
The brothers are all well-known heroes on Jiangnan Road. How can they lose face by fighting in their own hometown? However, the Han army is too strong. The horse infantry and navy advanced hand in hand and pressed towards the southern Han army. The black muzzles flashed.
The bright sabers and the array of spears like a grove really made the men feel frightened.
Those Xiliang cavalrymen were wearing black horsehide jackets. They were stiff and cold. They were tall, rough-skinned, and smelled of livestock. They were carrying muskets on their backs, and their 18-foot-long spears were hanging on the victory hooks. They were simply too lazy to do so.
He took it off and whizzed past the Southern Han infantrymen, which was simply a demonstration.
The Southern Han Army finally saw the legendary Northern Han Army. Although the flags of the two armies were the same, and even the colors of the flags were similar, the gap was huge. On one side were soldiers who had experienced hundreds of battles and traveled thousands of miles, and on the other side were the water nets and ground*
*Without the guerrillas, if we really want to fight, the outcome can be imagined.
The lines of the two armies were already very close, with the spear points almost touching each other. The shouts and curses in Northwest Mandarin and Jiangnan Mandarin were intertwined, but no one dared to make the first move. After all, the King of Han and the Queen were still brothers and sisters in name only.
, the generals on both sides did not receive the order from the highest level to start fighting.
During the confrontation, suddenly another group of cavalry came over and surrounded the Southern Han Army from the flanks. At this time, the Southern Han Army was surrounded by enemies on three sides. We were outnumbered. Although the soldiers were brave, the opponent seemed to be more powerful than them. They were so powerful.
The smell is so hairy that the backs of many Southern Han soldiers are wet. They have many guns and cannons, and there are cavalry to assist them. If they really start to fight, I am afraid that they will be finished in a matter of seconds.
The King of Han is about to come to the Great Baoen Temple. If the Southern Han Army does not open its eyes, there will really be a big fight here. Following the long command of the leading officer, the Han Army will pull the hammers of the muskets.
There was a frightening sound in the cavalry team as they drew their swords.
The Han army standing in the front row was holding a blunderbuss against the chest of the Southern Han army on the opposite side. At the same time, their own chests were also pressed against the opponent's weapons. However, they could not see any fear at all. They were still that arrogant.
face.
At this time, the general of the Southern Han Dynasty was completely holding on. He was a wealthy man from Suzhou. He usually liked gun and stick kung fu. He raised a group of martial arts masters at home. When Jiangnan was in chaos, he took advantage of the limelight to rally his troops and follow the Southern Han regime.
They are prosperous and prosperous. Such people are originally speculators. How can they really work hard?
Now that the team was surrounded by others, if he stayed alive for the sake of face, he would not be safe. He thought over and over again and finally issued the order to withdraw the troops.
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As soon as the order came out, the soldiers of the Southern Han Dynasty breathed a sigh of relief, put away their weapons, changed the front team to the rear team, and walked away one by one. Fortunately, the Northern Han army did not want to kill them all. They surrounded them on three sides and opened one side to let them go.
Gone.
The Southern Han army evacuated like a tide, and the peace and openness of the past returned to the south gate. The ordinary people still closed their doors and did not dare to show their faces because the air was still filled with a strong smell of blood.
That was the bloody smell wafting out of the Great Baoen Temple. Thousands of monks had their heads chopped off. All the valuable weapons that could be looted were packed away by the Southern Han Army. Even the Golden Buddha was scratched several times with steel knives.
All over the place, the only thing that survived was the Glazed Pagoda, which was saved because of the timely arrival of the Military Command Department.
The Han army rushed into the Dabaoen Temple, collected the corpses, and tidied up the Buddhist hall. Yuan Feng, surrounded by guards, came down to the glazed pagoda. Ye Tang shouted inside: "Zhuoli Getu, you can come out now."
A stout figure suddenly appeared at the door. He held his eyes tightly with both hands and scanned the lively scene of people shouting and neighing. He suddenly focused on Yuan Feng. Suddenly his chest rose and fell violently, he turned the chair and rushed forward, arriving.
Yuan Feng suddenly stopped in front of his horse and said in a choked voice: "The last general, Zhuo Ligetu, luckily he has lived up to his command!"
Yuan Fengduan sat on his horse, stared at Zhuoligetu who had lost two calves, and shouted loudly: "Zhuoligetu, can you still ride a horse?"
"The last general can do it!"
He’s a horse!”
The guard led a tall and strong horse and stopped in front of Zhuoligetu's chair.
"General of the forward camp of the Xiliang Hussars, Zhuo Ligetu!" Yuan Feng shouted sharply, so frightened that the front hooves of the war horse jumped into the air.
"The general is here!" Zhuo Ligetu shouted at the top of his lungs, with tears in his eyes. He had never been willing to do dirty work in the Military Command Department. His biggest dream was to be a cavalryman in the Hussars. His leg was broken.
After that, this dream was completely shattered.
I thought I would spend my whole life in a run-down village outside the south gate of the capital. It would take at least thirty to fifty years before my lord took over the Central Plains. I didn't expect that this day would come so quickly. As an undercover agent of the Military Command Department in the capital, Zhuo
Li Getu was ordered to contact the southern defenders of the city, seize the Glazed Tower, and protect the treasures in the tower. He risked his life to do this. Fortunately, the Southern Han army was not so courageous and his family arrived in time.
Got it by luck.
The lord was present in person and was granted a new position. It was the position of a hussars officer that he had longed for, and he was the most elite general of the forward battalion! The lord has not forgotten him and the sacrifices he has made!
Even if you die, it's worth it!
Like a swift leopard, Zhuoligetu jumped straight from the chair to the saddle. No one could have imagined that a disabled person's movements could be so agile and explosive.
Zhuoligetu is sitting on the horse. He is a descendant of Genghis Khan and a warrior on the grassland. As long as he has a horse, he does not need legs.
"Zhuoligetu, return to the team!"
There was another shout, Zhuo Ligetu's eyes sparkled, and he stood at the front of the queue with a horse rein in hand.
Yuan Feng nodded: After all, he is the son of the grassland. Whether he returns to the grassland or stays in the south of the Yangtze River is up to you!"
However, Zhuo Ligetu, who had always been brave and rough, was as coy as a woman this time and whispered: "My lord wants to stay. I already have a home here, with a wife and children."
Yuan Feng smiled and said: "You are quite fast. Whose young lady is so lucky?"
Zhuoligetu's face suddenly became serious: "She's not a young lady, she's just a widow with children in the village, but she is my savior, and her heart is as bright as gold. I, Zhuoligetu, once swore to God
, we must take good care of the two of them."
Yuan Feng was in awe: "Whatever you need to repay your kindness, I will satisfy it."
Zhuoligetu said: "Poor and untouchables, they make a living by emptying toilets. They are looked down upon and bullied by others. I think what the two of them want most is the respect of others."
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In the dilapidated village in the south of the city, thousands of migrant workers suddenly poured in, spraying water to sweep the floor, paving roads with loess, tearing down the broken fences of the unsightly houses, and replacing them with new ones for free. Even the hornet's nest and the old stork's nest were cleaned for free.
The villagers were stunned as to what was going on.
Then I saw large groups of officers and soldiers coming out of the city. They were not the surrendered imperial officers and soldiers, but serious Han soldiers. More than half of them were Xiliang cavalry, all wearing brand-new and shiny armor, bright red.
The helmeted cherry blossoms look like balls of fire from a distance.
Fortunately, these majestic soldiers did not harm the common people. The villagers were brave enough to go out of their homes to watch. They were extremely well-behaved. The fat and strong Xiliang war horses were lined up from the entrance of the dilapidated village to the south gate, densely packed.
There were estimated to be several thousand people. With such a huge formation, could it be that the emperor wanted to pass by the door?
The emperor didn't come, but a great general came, wearing a golden helmet and a pure black cloak. He was as majestic as he wanted. In front of him were eight flag officers who cleared the way, holding a sign with the official title of this great lord and avoiding silence.
, followed by a guard of three hundred people, a water-colored bay-red horse with not even a hair on it. The young men were also in full armor, all wearing snake spears that were eight feet long.
The strange thing is that behind the guards, there is actually a larger team carrying the bride price. There is a vermilion lying box with big red silk flowers tied on it. It could be something other than a bride price.
The common people looked around, not knowing why, but suddenly someone exclaimed: "Isn't that Zhuo Laizi!"
The lame Zhuo who empties the toilet in a run-down village may be considered a local coward, but he can't get on the stage anyway. In the eyes of scholars and serious businessmen, he is just a low-ranking person.
However, now he has become a general of the Han Dynasty. Judging from his posture, he might be a high official.
Zhuo Ligetu entered the dilapidated village in full view of everyone. The scoundrels who followed him became excited and ran after him. If they had something good to do, they would rush to the door of Gao Li's house and knock on the door.
"Sister-in-law, Brother Zhuo is here, bringing soldiers, horses and betrothal gifts!"