The sky was bright but dark. Outside the north gate of Qingzhou City, Chang Yu and the generals whispered, looking at the Qing troops retreating north in the distance, and then looked back at the devastated corpses on the ground.
In this battle, many families were separated and families were destroyed!
"Mr. Factory, General Li is here." While everyone was frowning, hundreds of Ming troops escorting a carriage slowly approached in the distance. It was Li Yan, the commander-in-chief of the Ming army.
Chang Yu stepped forward and raised his hand to stop Li Yan from getting off the car and saluting: "General Li used his troops like a god to finally repel the Tatars."
"Fortunately, the general did not dare to take the credit, but the factory was planning the strategy..." Li Yan was about to be polite when he was interrupted by Chang Yu, who raised his hand and corrected him: "The Tatars have retreated, will they come back?"
Li Yan shook his head: "According to common sense, the Tatars have suffered heavy losses and their capital is getting smaller and smaller at this time. The best plan is to stop the losses in time and get out of the country, but it does not rule out that they will jump over the wall and go crazy again."
Everyone nodded after hearing this.
But we can't keep spending time with him like this. Chang Yu looked around and saw that the soldiers were exhausted after a night of fierce fighting: "Do you want to go to the city to rest?"
Li Yan raised his eyes and looked towards the north for a while and pondered for a while: "There is General Huang on the western periphery to restrain the Tatars from moving rashly, but they have to guard against it. I suggested that troops should be stationed by the Nanyang River, and the troops and horses would flow into the city to rest."
Chang Yu hummed and turned to ask Zhou Yuji: "What do you think, Mr. Zhou?"
"That's what General Li suggested." Zhou Yuji nodded slightly, turned to look south, and saw Li Muxian riding towards him. Chang Yu exclaimed, "Is your foot injury healed?"
"Although I haven't recovered yet, I won't miss riding." Li Muchian said without changing his expression and his heart was beating. He looked towards the north: "Are the Tatars defeated or retreating?"
"Retreat." Chang Yu glanced at him sideways and asked deliberately: "Should we pursue him or not?"
"If you can't pursue it, it's futile and meaningless. It's better to divide your troops and garrison them by the river, and let the army enter the city to rest and recuperate in turns..." As Li Muxian said, he suddenly saw a different look in everyone's eyes: "I am a poor man, am I wrong?"
He is indeed an old man! Chang Yu chuckled and shook his head. Li Yan, Zhou Yuji and others couldn't help stroking their hands: "The Taoist master understood the overall situation in a blink of an eye, and thought of a way to deal with it in a few breaths. Such decisive and witty
We are ashamed of ourselves.”
Um... Li Muxian straightened his body, stretched out his right hand and made an immeasurable Buddha statue: "I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed, you guys are so praising the poor Taoist, the poor Taoist is just..."
Chang Yu laughed loudly and interrupted him, "When we were young, we heard about Jianghu and thought it was all about fighting and killing people. But when we grew up, we realized that the so-called Jianghu is actually all kinds of deceit and abduction. We have been in the Jianghu for a long time.
Come on, it's really extraordinary!" Chang Yu burst out laughing, mocking Li Muxian's cleverness as the cunning of a veteran in the world.
"What the factory manager said is not entirely true. Although the world is mostly a result of intrigues, deceit and abduction, it is definitely indispensable for bloodshed. A humble life at that time was a knife-edge life in the world." The heroine Song Luoyu was unconvinced again.
Chang Yu was startled, then laughed loudly: "There are different rivers and lakes in life. One is a bloody river and lake, and the other is a river and lake of deception. Luo Yu and Dao Chang are both the best in their respective rivers and lakes!"
Everyone burst out laughing. Song Luoyu laughed happily when Chang Yu praised her, but Li Muxian felt something was wrong. The little eunuch was obviously praising him, but he couldn't laugh.
While joking, Chang Yu dispatched his troops and sent generals Qin Songwang and Yang Zhenwei to lead thousands of troops on the bank of Nanyang River in the north of the city. They used the Qing army's discarded siege equipment to build fortifications to prevent the Qing army from attacking. At the same time, he ordered the remaining troops to enter the city to rest.
The soldiers filed into the city from the north gate, and the people in the city lined the streets and cheered. Chang Yu and the generals who were waiting outside the city for a while heard the cheers and couldn't help but look at each other and smile. It was worth it!
"Hey, Prince Heng, when did you come?" Suddenly Chang Yu caught a glimpse of Zhu Youyi standing there on the side of the city gate, trembling with excitement.
In fact, King Heng had been here quite a while. He ran out of the palace when he heard that the Qing army had withdrawn and reinforcements were arriving. However, he was a very self-aware person. When he left the city, he saw Chang Yu and his generals discussing the military situation, so he did not come to disturb him.
, just watching by the city gate. It was not until the Ming army entered the city that he thought of coming over to say hello, but the young eunuch saw him first.
Zhu Youyi was a little too excited and kept shaking, not out of fear, but out of joy.
Seeing the city in ruins and people dying, a rainbow glides across the sky. The savior descends on colorful clouds with his heavenly troops. He resolves the danger of Qingzhou City with a raise of his hand and saves the lives of countless people. How can he not be excited? How can he not be excited?
The joy of the rest of his life made him tremble non-stop.
"Eunuch Chang and all the generals have been kind to Qingzhou. On behalf of the people of the city, I would like to thank you all!" Zhu Youyi tremblingly cupped his fists and bowed to Chang Yu and the others.
Everyone hurried to help, Chang Yu smiled slightly and said: "Why does the prince give such a generous gift for something that is within one's duties? Our family cannot afford it!"
"It should, it should!" Zhu Youyi burst into tears with gratitude: "If my father-in-law and all the soldiers sacrifice their lives, this Qingzhou city will be devastated!"
"In this case, the prince should be grateful to those soldiers who sacrificed their lives!" Chang Yu sighed and looked around. Among the corpses on the ground, there were many Ming soldiers and city and rural warriors.
Zhu Youyi understood the meaning of Chang Yu's words and said quickly: "I have my word and I am true to my word. The soldiers who have defended the city should be rewarded for their merits. Eunuch Chang, I will reward you when you say."
Chang Yu looked back to the north and said calmly: "Although the Tatars have retreated, they still have to fight." He pointed at the corpses on the ground and said: "I don't know how many soldiers can't afford to die for the country. What do you think of this silver reward, my lord?"
When is the best time to send it, maybe you can save some money by sending it later.”
"Send it right away, send it right away!" Zhu Youyi slapped his thigh and called the butler next to him: "Go back to the palace immediately to transfer money!"
The housekeeper sighed and turned around and ran back to the city. Chang Yu sighed and said nothing. He looked around with a solemn expression. After the battle, his morale was a little tired. The best way to boost morale as quickly as possible is money! Even if the war
If you die and don’t have time to spend it, at least you will be happy.
Three of the four Qingzhou city gates were blocked, and tens of thousands of troops entering the city through the north gate were unable to enter for a while. Chang Yu and others waited patiently outside the city gate while discussing what the Qing army would do next.
The prefect Qian Lianghan struggled to squeeze out of the city, and he handed over his congratulations from all the way and kept saying thank you.
After Chang Yu spoke politely to him, he ordered him to return to the city and recruit the people out of the city to clean up the battlefield. The bodies of the Ming army, Xiang Yong and cannon fodder were sorted and buried, while the Qing army burned their heads and corpses.
This made Qian Lianghan scratch his head in embarrassment: "Let me tell you, Mr. Factory Supervisor, it's no problem for ordinary people to do the hard work of burying corpses, but they still have to do it... This kind of thing is a bit cruel, I'm afraid I don't dare to do it...
"
Chang Yu snorted and shouted: "Cruel? Are these Tatars cruel when they want to break the city and kill them all?"
Qian Lianghan felt the hostility of the young eunuch and couldn't help but shudder. He quickly said: "I'll take care of it now," and then turned and left.
"Their civil servants are all talking about the Holy Mother of the White Lotus!" Chang Yu cursed in a low voice at his back. Li Muchian pointed his ears and frowned: "Did the factory supervisor say that Qian Lianghan is from the White Lotus Sect?"
Chang Yu was startled, then laughed and said: "It's possible, go and kill him and you can make great achievements!"
Seriously? Li Muxian was a little excited, but he quickly realized that if it was true, the little eunuch would have taken action long ago. How could this good thing be his turn? It was obvious that he was making fun of himself.