At the Tang army's camp, Guo Ziyi set up his tent.
Lying on the couch, Guo Ziyi smelled the scent of the concoction that filled the tent, frowned and asked Kong You beside him: "Has the news spread?"
Kong You: "The news has spread. I think now the news has also spread in Chang'an City."
Guo Ziyi: “What should we do next?”
Kong You: "To make the show complete, it is not enough for the commander to just pretend to be sick. I have already told my subordinates to raise a mourning hall in the camp, hold a ceremony for General Guo Yao, and then bury him with dignity."
Guo Ziyi nodded and said: "This matter is reasonable, but just like this, it cannot lead the enemy troops out of the city."
Kong You: "This is natural. The next step is to find a suitable candidate and perform a "bitter flesh trick" with the commander on that day."
Guo Ziyi: "Bitter meat plot? Who can I find to act it out?"
Kong You: "I have already identified a general from Hebei. On that day, the commander-in-chief only needs to act like this..."
Guo Ziyi nodded while listening.
At the end, Guo Ziyi said: "Okay, let's use your plan."
On the day when General Guo Yao's mourning hall was raised, all Tang troops were wearing linen and mourning. Everywhere he looked at the military camp ten miles away, there was nothing but white flags.
The army invited hundreds of monks and Taoist priests to build a large Dharma Hall, chanting sutras and praying, and lit candles and incense constantly. The scene was very grand.
Guo Ziyi, who had not been seen for several days, appeared in front of the soldiers for the first time.
His face was pale and his appearance was haggard, which confirmed that he was seriously ill.
Among the white papers flying in the sky, Guo Ziyi climbed onto the high platform, and with a sad mood, read out a son-sacrifice poem in public.
Guo Ziyi almost fainted when she read the emotional part. In the end, she held on to hold on until the ceremony was over.
After entering the main tent of the Chinese army, Guo Ziyi announced a rule in front of the generals of the Tang army: everyone in the army would temporarily suspend military operations, and all generals and soldiers would pray for Guo Yao.
After hearing this regulation, all the generals looked at each other. Everyone felt that it was inappropriate, but no one objected for a while.
However, there was a straightforward general who jumped out at this time.
This man's name was Chi Qiyong. He had previously been a left-behind general in Xingzhou, Hebei Province, and later returned to the Tang army.
Chi Qiyong first came out of the queue, then bowed and saluted: "Commander, the war is intense right now. The task of attacking Chang'an is urgent. How can we suspend the military temporarily?"
Guo Ziyi glanced at Chi Qiyong and said in a deep voice: "My son generously went to justice, and everyone in the army prayed for blessings and comforted his spirit in heaven. So what?"
Chi Qiyong said: "The military is an important matter, how can it be abandoned just because of one dead person? Swords and guns have no eyesight, and many generals are killed every day on the battlefield. If every time a person dies, they have to stop the troops and pray for blessings, then there will be no need to fight.
Already."
When the generals heard this, they shook their heads.
Chi Qiyong's purpose was to persuade Guo Ziyi to focus on the war. Although he had good intentions, he was too straightforward and could not speak at all, which would definitely make Guo Ziyi furious.
Sure enough, when Guo Ziyi heard this, he was furious in the hall and shouted: "How dare you, Shuzi?!"
Seeing this, Chi Qiyong simply stiffened his neck and continued: "The battle in Chang'an City has been more than a month, and the brothers who followed a certain attack on the city have killed fifty-six out of ten. The commander-in-chief never showed sympathy for our soldiers, but he did it for us.
General Guo Yao was buried in a grand ceremony, in the final analysis, just because he was your son."
When Guo Ziyi heard this, he became even more angry and shouted to his left and right: "Come here! Get this rude maniac down for me!"
The generals quickly came out to persuade Guo Ziyi, saying that Chi Qiyong was a fool and said unintentional words.
Unexpectedly, Chi Qiyong not only did not restrain himself at this time, but continued: "It is against the rules to ask the soldiers of the three armies to wear sackcloth and wear filial piety. It is ridiculous for the commander to abuse his power."
Guo Ziyi was already out of anger at this time, and immediately ordered the execution of Chi Qiyong.
After some persuasion from the generals, Guo Ziyi gave him a hundred military sticks and ordered the military guards to pull Chi Qiyong down for punishment.
In the huge school grounds, Chi Qiyong was tied to the execution frame, and the sound of being beaten with military sticks echoed in the air, making people shudder.
Chi Qiyong was also stubborn. Even though his whole body was in severe pain, he still kept scolding him. He only said that he was blind at the beginning, how could he deal with such a superior officer.
Three days later, in Chang'an City, the Yan Army camp.
An Shouzhong was in his room, processing official documents.
Suddenly, Xie Guiwen rushed in regardless of the military guards' obstruction.
An Shouzhong saw Xie Guiwen and was about to get angry, but he didn't expect that the latter suddenly turned around mysteriously and closed the door of the mansion.
An Shouzhong saw this and shouted: "You idiot! You want to be beaten, don't you?"
Xie Guiwen quickly made a gesture of silence, then took out a letter from his arms and placed it on the desk in front of An Shouzhong.
An Shouzhong picked up the letter with a puzzled look on his face, opened it and read it.
After just reading a short paragraph, An Shouzhong opened his eyes wide and his body trembled slightly.
He looked at Xie Guiwen and asked, "Is this serious?"
Xie Guiwen: "It's absolutely true. Many people saw it on the school grounds that day. Even the monks and Taoist priests who went to perform rituals have personally verified this."
An Shouzhong read the letter carefully and said softly: "This surrendered general named Chi Qiyong wants to become an internal agent of our army?"
Xie Guiwen: "I went to check and found that Chi Qiyong was a general in Xingzhou, Hebei Province. He had been punished several times because of his upright temperament and contradicted Shangguan. This time, Guo Ziyi lost his beloved son and set up a mourning hall in the army.
, it is normal for Chi Qiyong to lose his temper and jump out to contradict him again."
An Shouzhong nodded lightly: "Guo Ziyi is also confused. Tens of thousands of soldiers died in the Battle of Chang'an. At this time, he actually still has the thought to set up a memorial hall for his son and perform rituals.
This will definitely cause dissatisfaction among my subordinates.”
Xie Guiwen: "I think Chi Qiyong wants to join our army and he is sincere. Why don't you reply with a letter?"
An Shouzhong thought about it again and again and said, "What if this is Guo Ziyi's trick..."
When Xie Guiwen heard this, he suddenly felt helpless and said: "Uncle, you are too suspicious. Is it true that Guo Ziyi's eldest son died in the battle? Is it true that Guo Ziyi fell ill? Is it true that a mourning hall was set up in the Tang Army's camp? Chi Qi
Is it true that Yong was a general of the Yan Army in his early years and was straightforward? Is it true that Chi Qiyong received a hundred military sticks? There is nothing false among these things, they are all true."
When An Shouzhong heard this, he lowered his head in thought and remained silent.
Xie Guiwen picked up the letter, turned to the second page, pointed to the writing on it and said, "Moreover, this Chi Qiyong also talked about the artillery of the Tang Army."
An Shouzhong perked up when he heard the word "artillery". He quickly took the letter and read it word for word.
I saw that it roughly stated that the Tang Army set up a special camp in the main camp called the Pao Camp.
Thirty general cannons (large long cannons) are placed in it, and specialized craftsmen perform maintenance and repairs.
According to Chi Qiyong, among these craftsmen there are also master craftsmen who specialize in cannon casting.
These master craftsmen not only knew how to cast cannons, but also knew the formula of gunpowder.
Seeing this, An Shouzhong's head buzzed.
Cannon casting and gunpowder formula, these two terms seemed to be the most wonderful things in the world, and they firmly attracted his attention in an instant.
An Shouzhong tried his best to look away from the letter, gritted his teeth and said to Xie Guiwen: "You think of a way to contact this Chi Qiyong and test his bottom line first. If possible, at all costs, we must