"Bloodthirsty and murderous, this kind of person is particularly suitable for our yamen." Kuang Ren chuckled and looked at Chang Yu: "The governor recruited his subordinates to use him. He happens to be an old friend in Wuzhong, and he can trust him." .
Chang Yu smiled slightly: "To be honest, our family is really good at this..."
"It's useless to say hello, sir. Mr. Gongzijun is used to being undisciplined and can't stand the many rules of the yamen, so he may not come." Wuzhong muttered. Chang Yu turned to look at him and nodded: "I don't want to take away people's favor. If that’s the case, then that’s it.”
"But if your Excellency is interested, I can talk to him, but there is no guarantee..." Wuzhong spoke again and was interrupted by Chang Yu: "That's all, you should do less of poaching people and making people dislike you." He took out A dagger was asked to be burned on the oil lamp. Everyone didn't know what he was going to do. They saw the blade burning red, and then slashed his wrist. Chang Yu couldn't help but frown in pain, and blood dripped into the bowl.
Everyone knew what he was going to do.
Wu Zhong half propped himself up, watching this scene helplessly, then swallowed and said: "More."
Grass, everyone was surprised.
"I'll let you go," Chang Yu couldn't help scolding.
"That's not necessary. If you can't finish the whole meal, it won't be new anymore..." Before he could finish his words, Chang Yu waved a knife as if to stab him: "What the hell do you think I am..."
Wuzhong drank half of the bowl of blood in one gulp. After drinking it, he couldn't help but smash his mouth, as if he still had something to say: "To be honest, it's really different from pig and sheep blood."
"What the hell..." Chang Yu couldn't bear it any longer and punched Wuzhong, causing Wuzhong to scream in pain. If it had been anyone else, he would have cursed loudly.
Seeing this, everyone on the sidelines was dumbfounded and filled with emotion.
"Report, Mr. Du Gong, Li Guo is back." At this moment, a guard reported from outside. The room immediately became quiet, and Chang Yu exclaimed: "He's not dead after all."
When everyone heard this, they looked at each other.
Li Guo came back, his face was purple and blue from the cold, but he was still energetic. That was because there were six or seven Tatar heads hanging on his saddle.
"I admire you, I admire you, and I am able to come back alive after breaking into a dragon's den and a tiger's den!" Chang Yu handed over a cup of hot tea, and Li Guo took it and thanked him: "It's just a fluke. Compared with the great achievements of the governor, it pales in comparison. It's ridiculous."
"You don't have to be self-effacing. It's not easy to be able to walk under the eyes of the Tatars and escape unscathed at this time and in this weather." Chang Yu's expression was serious: "Again, are there any injuries?"
"Yes." Li Guo nodded: "But luckily we have the weather cover, otherwise...hehe, I'm afraid I won't be able to escape death!"
"I miss you, a tiger. I have been in the world for more than ten years. I have never seen any scenes. How can I die so easily?" Chang Yu smiled faintly: "You must be lucky if you survive a disaster. Where did you go and what did you see?"
"When I went to the Nvnu River outside the city, I encountered a patrol and saw the mountains covered with snow and wind." Li Guo smiled bitterly: "I gained nothing and even lost a few brothers."
"Did you really get nothing?" Chang Yu smiled, and Li Guo slowly put down the tea cup: "If I say I got something, besides those few dog heads, I also saw the wind and snow in the sky, the mountains and rivers, and even more. At the critical moment."
"Whose is in danger, Dorgon's or the Governor's?" Chang Yu picked up the kettle and refilled it for him. Li Guo was flattered and bent over to stand up. Chang Yu held him down with one hand. Li Guo couldn't help but groan, Chang Yu raised his eyebrows: "Are you injured?"
"It's just a skin injury," Li Guo said calmly, and Chang Yu sighed: "It seems that your trip is indeed extremely dangerous, and it is really not easy to come back alive. If you get nothing, why don't you agree to this trip?"
"Although I didn't gain much, it was a worthwhile trip. Although I didn't see everything, I still saw what I wanted to see. The mountains, rivers, terrain, and the enemy's layout were all visible. Just now, the Governor asked who was in danger. The final general only
It can be said that this battle will not begin, but once it begins..." Li Guo looked at Chang Yu: "Life or death is unpredictable!"
Chang Yu was silent for a while: "The arrow is on the string and it has to be fired."
When Li Guo left, it was already late at night, and the crowded Tashan Fort fell into silence, but Chang Yu couldn't sleep. The stove in the room was burning brightly and warm, but he was also feeling stuffy.
I put on my big cloak and opened the door. It was windy and noisy outside, but the snow gradually became lighter.
Silently he walked to the corner and stepped a few feet into the snow cave, reaching his calf, which was about twenty centimeters deep.
This snowfall was very fast and heavy. If it really lasted for three days as Li Muxian said, his knees would probably be broken, and the war would inevitably be delayed for a while.
No one can tell clearly whether delaying things is a good thing or a bad thing.
There was the sound of stepping on the snow behind him. Chang Yu turned around and saw Su Jing coming. The two of them didn't say anything. They walked casually in the fort one after another. They visited the granary and the stables, and then stopped in front of a barracks door.
, the soldiers inside were still awake and chattering. Chang Yu stood outside the door and listened quietly for a long time, with a wry smile on his face.
Then he went to a barracks and opened the door gently. It was dark inside, with neither light nor stove. Reflecting the weak light outside, it was vaguely visible that it was crowded with sleeping soldiers, each of them curled up. Chang Yu gently
When I walked in, I felt that the room temperature was only slightly better than outside, but there was nothing I could do about it. The existing materials could not support the burning of charcoal for heating in all the barracks.
It seems necessary to transport coal from Shanxi to the border, which can also be considered as a way of making money for the two families, but... who will pay for the heating bills?
This is something that gives Chang Yu a headache.
In the Ming Dynasty, the salaries of officials and generals of a certain level included heating expenses in winter, but ordinary soldiers did not. No matter how cold the weather was, they had to resist. Conscientious generals would apply to the Ministry of War, but it was almost impossible to apply, even if they applied.
When I got down, I was pretty much deducted.
To put it bluntly, no matter whether there is a reason to keep warm or not, it does not fall on ordinary soldiers. In the winter, they can only fight hard or collect some firewood to keep themselves warm. However, most barracks prohibit fire, so in the end they still have to fight hard.
You can burn stoves and charcoal, but the prerequisite is that you have to have it, you have to have the money to buy it, and if you have the money, you have to be able to buy it!
The hardships of ordinary soldiers in this era are almost the same as those of ordinary people.
As soon as the sky was dim and bright, Li Muxian got up. He didn't have a separate room, he slept in the Datongbu. He glanced at Chang Yu, who was still sleeping soundly in the corner, and walked out silently.
It was bitingly cold outside, and the howling northwest wind pierced his neck like a knife. Li Muxian tightened his clothes, shrank his neck and hurriedly ran towards the hut next to him.
After feeling comfortable, I looked around and found that the fort was still quiet at this time. Except for those on patrol, those who fed horses, and those who cooked, most of the other soldiers were still asleep in the barracks. Even if there was no one who woke up,
I am willing to come out and endure the cold.
"Didn't the Taoist Master say that it can snow for three days? How come it only cleared up in one day and one night?"
Li Muxian, who was looking up at the sky in a daze, heard Ji Jike's voice behind him, turned around and cupped his hands: "Why does General Ji get up so early?"
"I went to bed a little early yesterday." Ji Jike smiled faintly and looked up at the sky: "What is the Taoist looking at?"
"Look at this snow, when will it stop?" Li Muxian looked up at the sky again: "It seems to have stopped, but it's still snowing."
"Oh, how did the Taoist Master see it?" Ji Jike looked fierce. No matter how he looked, the sky was gray.
"The secret skills of Taoism cannot be passed on to others." Li Muchian stroked his beard and chuckled. Ji Jike nodded: "Can you really stay down for three days?"
Li Muxian hummed: "Just a little more."
Ji Jike sighed: "If it continues like this, I'm afraid I won't be able to fight for a while."
"Is the general in a hurry to start a fight?" Li Muchian asked.
Ji Jike took another long breath: "I have to shoot morning and night, but the arrow never fires while it is on the string. It's so tiring and torturous."
Li Muxian can understand his mood, it's like a knife hanging over his head. You know he will fall eventually, but you don't know when. It's really torturous. When the torture is imminent, just hope he will fall early, die early and be reborn.
"General, you have to be steady. If you can't be steady, then... Hehe, you didn't look at our Lord Governor, who is acting like nothing is happening day by day." Li Muchian tried to comfort, Ji Jike smiled bitterly: "This is our point.
Of course, his Taoist practice is not as good as that of Lord Du Gong, but having said that, Lord Du Gong seems to be calm, but in fact, in his heart... Hehe, I saw him dazed outside so late last night!"
Li Muxian frowned: "The same is true for Lord Governor... down there... General, the military's morale is very important at this time, and we must not be careless and cause trouble."
Ji Jike nodded: "The soldiers are not war-weary, but they just complain about fighting in such bad weather... By the way, how could the Taoist priest know what's going on below..."
Li Muxian smiled faintly and pointed to his ear. Tashan Fort is such a big place. Even if someone farts in the latrine, the whole fort can hear it. "Ji Jike sighed:" I think the Governor must also know about it.
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"It is much better to know earlier than to know later, and the Governor is the best at boosting morale. If the prediction is good, he will paint a big cake for the soldiers today." Li Muchian chuckled, and the two of them walked towards the kitchen together while talking.
, but saw Zu Dabi already feasting inside, and hurried forward to greet him.