Eight hundred and forty-eighth chapter old friends
In February of the sixth year of Yuanwu, the Tang Army camp based in Ansu began to be busy. A steady stream of military rations and fodder were transported in, and munitions and ammunition were delivered one after another. There were also tens of thousands of soldiers.
The young men and craftsmen were busy making a large number of siege equipment. At the same time, they were also building grain villages and military grain cities thirty miles apart outside the county town.
In terms of cavalry, it is true that the Tang army had an absolute advantage. However, it was necessary to guard against the Zhou army's cavalry from engaging in guerrilla attacks and disturbing the grain roads. These grain villages and military grain cities must be built.
And this is also the biggest difference between the battlefield in the Central Plains and the prairie. In the latter's expedition, if someone sets up a grain village thirty or fifty miles away, then a long dragon will be placed across thousands of miles of wilderness, purely to deliver food to the opponent.
On the battlefield in the Central Plains, in addition to Liangzhai, Junliang City also had various county towns as strongholds, which suddenly turned the "long line of dragons" into a rampant crab.
Shangguan Renqing arranged all this, and Zhu Biao's army was assisted by Zhu Wu.
As for Zhu Biao himself, he only needed to know the situation. On this day, Zhu Biao went to a military camp under construction to inspect the construction of equipment. There were still three to five million soldiers in the Youzhou camp of the King of Tang Dynasty, although no more troops were allocated to Bozhou.
One, in terms of supplies and military supplies, they provide full support.
If you need money and food, you can give money and food, and if you need equipment, you can get equipment. They even took away 5,000 workers from the Youzhou workshop and transferred them to Ansu. These 5,000 people are no different from the folk craftsmen gathered in ordinary states and counties. They are all first-rate.
Craftsmanship, and best at making instruments.
In this tightly guarded military stronghold, anyone who trespasses will be killed on the spot. At this time, the military stronghold is busy, the strong men are carrying wood, and the craftsmen are holding various tools and working hard. I can only hear
The axes were sawing, sawdust was flying everywhere, and the logs made from local materials were turned into various kinds of wood strips ready for use under the skillful hands of the craftsmen. Some finished products were covered with chaff bags, and from a distance, they looked like
Like hills.
"I have seen the commander-in-chief in my humble position." The military commander in charge of this military camp bowed to Zhu Biao and said loudly.
"Well, how much has been completed so far?" Zhu Biao nodded and asked. The workshops and warehouses in the military village are densely packed, with a lot of wooden slats exposed outside, but there should be more stored in the warehouses.
"Go back to the Commander-in-Chief. The brothers have been working day and night. Now they have assembled thirty-seven light and heavy Thunderbolt Chariots. Twelve wells, ten Ram Chariots, and five City Ram Chariots. The Commander-in-Chief has taken a look at it." After finishing speaking, the Army Sima
He led Zhu Biao toward the warehouse where the finished products were stacked. The place was heavily guarded, with soldiers armed with guns and swords vigilantly staring at everyone who passed by. No matter you were a soldier or a craftsman.
Following the Army Sima, he walked to a warehouse that was six to seven feet high. The Army Sima ordered the guards to open the door of the warehouse. In the warehouse with an area of 100 feet, three series of large, medium and small thunderbolt chariots stood solemnly.
Jinglan, ramming vehicles, and city ramming vehicles were all dismantled and relocated because of their high height. Among the siege equipment, many of the thunderbolt vehicles were already 'quick'. Standing in front of these thunderbolt vehicles, Zhu Biao
Walked around. He looked at it carefully and touched it with his hands. He nodded frequently and said, "That's right. It's not easy to produce equipment of this quality in a hurry."
The quality is excellent.
Army Sima and the master craftsman who were following the passers-by heard Zhu Biao's praise, and they all said with smiles on their faces: "If time were not urgent, the quality could be better! At least it can fire hundreds of pounds of stone bullets, and the range
Over a hundred feet."
"What's the range of this Thunderbolt car now?"
Army Sima did not answer this time. The master craftsman said: "A heavy thunderbolt cart, with a hundred kilograms of stone bullets, the range should be two hundred and twenty steps. Eighty kilograms of stone bullets can reach a hundred feet. Within this month, a heavy thunderbolt cart will be launched
Fifty vehicles should not be difficult."
"Commander!" Zhu Biao was concentrating on the Pili car when he suddenly heard Feng Enjiang calling him. Looking sideways, Feng Enjiang leaned over to his ear.
During this trip south to the Central Plains, Zhu Biao did not dare to keep Feng Enjiang by his side and use him as a vanguard because of his poor martial arts skills. Although compared with countless soldiers who died on the battlefield, this move was so unfair. But Zhu Biao
He just didn't want to see the familiar old faces disappear. Feng Enjiang was assigned by him to be responsible for intelligence liaison. Xu Wentao and Pang Liang had taken root in the Central Plains for so many years. They couldn't deal with confidential information, but they could still receive general information.
Some.
Therefore, Feng Enjiang always kept a low profile in the army and never showed up when nothing happened. Now he has found this place. I guess...
Everyone saw Zhu Biao frowning slightly, and then quickly returned to normal. But he turned around and said to everyone, "There are some trivial matters that need to be handled by the commander. Let's take the first step today." After saying this, he hurriedly accompanied by Feng Enjiang.
And go.
This is a very inconspicuous residence in the nearby county. Several men in straight clothes and without weapons were standing or sitting casually in front of the door. They saw Zhu Biao in casual clothes arriving accompanied by Feng Enjiang.
, did not show any courtesy, just lined up and let them go straight in, looking like a rogue man. After entering the gate, there were three ordinary blue brick and tile houses in front of them. After passing this row of tile houses, there was a small backyard.
There was another mechanism inside. Feng Enjiang, who was familiar with the way, pulled out a secret door from a pile of firewood. Before Zhu Biao could enter, he heard a shrill scream, which made people's hair stand on end.
The underground was completely like a prison. As soon as Zhu Biao entered, two sturdy men rolled up their sleeves and dragged a bloody corpse out. When the two saw Zhu Biao, they saluted quickly, and then one of them said to Feng Enjiang: "Sir
, this guy couldn’t hold on anymore and died.”
Feng Enjiang didn't even look at it, and waved his hand: "Bury it." After that, he led Zhu Biao inside again.
The underground and the outside were completely two different worlds! The light was dark, and there was a strange smell. Feng Enjiang took Zhu Biao into a cell. There were bright oil lamps in the room, and there were six or seven people there.
One person was tied up with his head drooped, as if he had passed out. There was another iron rope hanging from the wooden beam, hanging upside down a middle-aged man, naked, with a bulging abdomen. Two men were holding poles for long
He was beating hard with his wooden stick. The screams he heard came from this person's mouth.
"I caught these nine in the morning and tortured them for a long time. Two of them died, but we still refused to kill them." Feng Enjiang said solemnly.
"When did you start watching?"
"Five days ago, he got in among the people. There must be some people in the county and surrounding military villages who have slipped through the net." Feng Enjiang replied.
Zhu Biao pondered for a moment and made a decision: "Once we get to the bottom of it, it's better to go to waste than to let it go! But it needs to be done in a secretive way, so as not to cause panic among the people."
"Don't worry, Commander, the people who come with me this time are all experienced people. Besides, Marshal, you have also greeted the officials in Ansu before." Feng Enjiang was full of confidence.
Zhu Biao nodded and said no more. He was not an expert in this area and had nothing to guide him. He walked up to the hanging man. He backed away from the executioner and pressed the man's abdomen. The man opened his mouth and spat out...
A stream of bloody water came. This method of pouring water first and then hitting hard is a common trick in the yamen. If you hit it with dozens of sticks, although the pain is unbearable, it can't kill the animal for a while.
"The villain is wronged, wrongly accused. The villain is a good citizen, a good citizen, and it is definitely not a trick." The other party's words were very weak, and it seemed that he had been beaten hard. Because Zhu Biao saw it thoroughly in just one investigation.
"It seems not enough. Are there any other tricks?"
A sinister smile flashed across Feng Enjiang's face. He waved his hand and said, "Wear a mask for him."
Three men rushed forward and untied the man neatly. Another one moved two benches and lined them up side by side. The two men pressed the middle-aged man on the benches and bound his hands and feet. The man who moved the benches was at this moment. He took a basin of water and put it at the foot of the bench. He groped in his arms for a while and took out a stack of yellow paper.
This method is also called Tie Jiaguan, and it should be a combination of mulberry paper and a burning knife. Use yellow paper and add water. It is a simplified version. The yellow paper must be thicker, otherwise the paper will break if you open your mouth.
"I want to see the official, I want to see the official! You are abusing lynching. I want to see the official!" The middle-aged man obviously knew how powerful he was. He looked at the yellow paper with a look of horror on his face and struggled hard, but he was still struggling. He moved and screamed heart-breakingly. His eyes were fixed on the man holding the yellow paper. The veins on his forehead were bulging.
Feng Enjiang stepped forward and knelt down and sneered: "You want to see the official? Do you know how powerful it is? Let me ask you again, how many people have come? Whose order? Where are the rest? Just tell the truth and I will protect you. A life."
"The villain is indeed a good citizen, the villain..."
Feng Enjiang didn't have the patience to finish listening. He glanced at the man next to him, and someone immediately pulled off a piece of yellow paper and pasted it on the middle-aged man's face. The man next to him scooped half full of water from the basin with a bowl, took a sip, and then sipped it. He aimed the water at the yellow paper and sprayed it out, and the sound immediately stopped.
The saliva sprayed well. The yellow paper was completely wet. Once the paper was soaked in water, it became airtight. The man breathed hard, and the paper could be clearly seen undulating from both nostrils. Then the second piece was covered again, and in the dark room , and only a moaning sound was heard. When the third and fourth yellow paper was covered, the man began to struggle violently, and the ropes binding his wrists even cut into his flesh, soaking out blood!
Zhu Biao watched quietly from the side, seeing that the man's hand had become the shape of a chicken claw. Suddenly, the other person's fingers scratched something on the bench, and Feng Enjiang shouted: "Pull it away."
The man holding the middle-aged man's head lifted the mask. The man choked out a breath violently, and then breathed greedily. There was a sound like a bellows in his chest!
"Hit! I'll do it! I'll do it all. The villain is a spy under the general!" After a moment, the man said loudly.
Spy? General Xiang? Xiang Zhenkui? He still has the heart to send spies to find out the news?
"Are you from Xiang Zhenkui?" Zhu Biao frowned.
The man hesitated for a moment, and Feng Enjiang immediately tightened his grip, broke off one of the other's fingers without warning, then nailed the other's palm to the bench with a knife, and shouted: "Say!"
A cry of pain! The middle-aged man said hurriedly: "I am a spy under General Xiang, and we are all spies under General Xiang. But we were not sent by General Xiang to come in to inquire about information. We were sent by the Party Governor, and we were all sent away. Got it!"
Zhu Biao's expression did not change. That's right if the leader of the party sent someone here. The time has entered February, the spring breeze is about to warm up, and both sides are about to start filming. He doesn't want to send someone to spy. There is a problem.
"How many of you are here? Where are the rest?" Feng Enjiang grabbed his head and asked sternly.
"There were more than twenty people in our group, and we were divided into three teams. There was only one leader, named Hua Erlang, who was a master under the Party Governor. We all listened to him." The middle-aged man continued to talk.
.
When Zhu Biao heard this, he turned around and walked out. When Feng Enjiang saw him, he quickly followed.
"Contact your superiors and find this Hua Erlang. But you are not allowed to touch him without my order! All the craftsmen must be watched to death. Remember, you can't stop watching!"
Compared with the craftsmen who have always been lurking, those who are active are just small shrimps or eye-catching scapegoats.
As night fell, the civilians in Ansu County who had worked hard for a day did not go into camp to rest as usual. An emergency order was passed from above, asking them to pack up and prepare to leave.
In a camp, there were civilians running around everywhere. Under the command of Xiang Yong, who was leading the team, they were packing up equipment and dismantling military tents. Xiang Yong was more than thirty years old, carrying a large earthen jar and a jar of water to put out the fire.
There was a bonfire. When he turned around and was about to leave, he was grabbed by someone and asked: "Brother, may I ask, where are you going?"
Xiang Yong took a look and saw that the other person was a young man in his twenties. He was not tall and had an average appearance. He was unremarkable. He did not answer his question directly, but asked instead: "Why do you ask this? Who are you?"
Which team do you belong to?"
"Brother is in the military camp next door. I have a cousin who lives in Pinggao. He was also selected to serve as a Dingzhuang this time. I want to ask clearly. Is your Pinggao camp going back? If so, that's fine.
Go and be separate." The young man said with a smile on his face.
The Xiangyong threw away his hand and snorted coldly: "What are you thinking about? Going back? To tell you the truth, I am going to the front line to build a military stronghold. Your cousin and I will not be there for two or three months."
.Don’t even think about going back to Pinggao.”
The young man looked around and saw that tents were being dismantled and people arranging their horses in the military camp. After thinking for a moment, he hurriedly left. As soon as he left, two people appeared from nowhere.
When Ying came, he separated and followed him. He saw the man leaving the military stronghold and walking all the way into the city.
Because many civilians were stationed outside the city and a large number of Han and Tang cavalry were present, in order to facilitate communication and maintain smooth internal and external transportation, the city gates of Ansu County were closed very late and opened very early. The young man crowded in
The crowd was not blocked at the city gate at all and entered the city. Instead, it was one of the two people who was following him. Maybe he was picked out immediately, or maybe he was really thought to be acting suspiciously and was stopped by the gatekeepers for questioning.
, the man didn’t say anything. He just took out a sign from his sleeve, showed it to the guard, and quickly put it back.
"You get an iron plate..." A soldier was mid-sentence when he was grabbed by Dub behind him, who immediately gave the order to let him go.
"Boss, who is that man from?" the soldier asked in a low voice.
"Don't ask." Dubbo replied softly.
Look at the young man who was being followed again. He entered the city and walked around for a while. He soon turned around and headed outside the city. As soon as he walked out of the city gate, he seemed to realize something was wrong and stopped suddenly. At this time, he followed
Behind, the two people walking one behind the other did not make the slightest pause and naturally passed by the young man.
Frowning, the young man looked around again, lowered his head and quickened his pace towards a military camp. Many tents in the camp had turned off the lights, and the sound of snoring could not be heard.
The young man turned directly into a tent, where a man was still sitting upright in the darkness. The young man leaned down and whispered something in the man's ear. The man nodded, and no other expression could be seen in the black.
, I saw him fall asleep.
Two days later, it was still night.
In Zhu Biao's army tent, it was impossible for him, who loved delicious food, to bring a cook with him. So as a senior official, his dinner was actually very simple. Two steamed buns, a bowl of haggis soup, and
The cook specially left a leg of lamb for him. He cut the pancake and ate it with the lamb leg meat. From time to time, he would have a mouthful of hot soup. Although the food in the army was not exquisite, it was solid. When Zhu Biao ate, he was seventy percent full.
At that moment, Feng Enjiang came in and said nothing nonsense. He just said: "Commander, I've brought you here." After saying that, he shouted to the outside, and two men in regular clothes carried a man with an injury on his leg in.
Come.
Zhu Biao did not raise his head to look at anyone, but said to Feng Enjiang: "Wait outside." Feng Enjiang agreed and led two of his men out of the Chinese army's tent.
The visitor was hit in the calf by a crossbow arrow. Before he came here, a medical officer had given him medicine. Standing in the hall, the man seemed a little depressed. Although Zhu Biao was the only one there, he was even more unpredictable.
He tore off a piece of mutton leg meat, dipped it in salt and pepper and stuffed it into his mouth. Zhu Biao chewed hard and swallowed, then he raised his head and glanced at Hua Erlang, and said casually: "Hua Yun, Hua Erlang, sit down.
"
Zhu Biao said it was light, but to Hua Yun's ears it was like a thunderbolt from the blue. His whole body trembled and he almost fell to the ground.
Your identity has been exposed?
The corners of Zhu Biao's lips curled up. This young playboy back then was now on the 'battlefield'.
"As for me, I am a soldier. I don't like beating around the bush, so I tell the truth. I know what I should know, and I know what I shouldn't know. I'm calling you here just to see if you are smart.
Man, this saves trouble for you and me." Zhu Biao didn't stop talking as he spoke.
Hua Yunbao knew that the man in front of him who was about the same age as him was Marshal Zhu Biaozhu, who was famous in Northern Xinjiang and was nicknamed Optimus Jade Pillar. He revealed his name at once, and it was not difficult to guess what happened.
. And Zhu Biao's intention of saying this could be guessed to some extent, and now he was racking his brains to think of countermeasures.
"Perhaps you don't know, but we have met before. We were in Beijing City, Qingfeng Pond, gold silk soft armor, huh?"
Zhu Biao smiled and watched Hua Yun open his mouth. He did not expect that the so-called Hua Erlang would be an old friend. Except for the side of Qingfeng Pond, Zhu Biao met the Jiugong Wanxiang boy on the way back from the Yunmeng Conference.
Saw him too.
Later, I also saw the introduction of the Hua family from the information of Xu Wentao and Pang Liang.
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