"General, the surrendered soldiers have been counted. Please take a look."
"How many people are there? Quickly bring them to me to see!"
A school captain hurried back to the Chinese army's tent with a list of battle statistics in his hand.
Wei Nan has been waiting all morning, and the results are impressive but the counting speed is not fast.
After taking the list and looking at it, I saw that there were thirty-three thousand two hundred and seventy-one soldiers surrendered!
In addition, more than 1,760 corpses were counted, of which more than 1,400 were trampled to death...
The artillery bombardment caused a chain reaction, and the bandits and soldiers fled in all directions and crowded into chaos, causing so many trampled deaths.
In addition, there were about a hundred others who resisted and were killed.
In addition, less than 300 people were directly killed by gunfire.
"Where's Jiang Gong! We may find him!"
"Go back to the general and ask the captured Jiang Gong's bodyguard. The guy took advantage of the crowd of rebels and escaped with his guards."
"The forward battalion chased for a while and found some traces. They must have fled north! They were on horseback, and there were about a thousand horses."
"There were more than 70,000 people in total, 30,000 were arrested and 40,000 escaped. Jiang Gong must have fled back to Lushan."
Lushan was originally a county town, but it was destroyed after natural disasters. Although it was rebuilt, its population is not large.
Now it has become a stronghold of Jiang Gong and a logistics support base.
Jiang Gong was defeated and must have fled back to Lushan.
"He still has 40,000 people. After sorting it out, plus Minzhuang, he might be able to collect 50,000 or 60,000. I wonder if this guy has the guts to guard the small city of Lushan."
Wei Nan muttered.
"Mr. Qiao, these prisoners have been handed over to you. They will be a burden to the Renaissance Army as well."
Wei Nan was considering when to go north when Qiao Jinglong came in.
He was originally transferring food and grass to the city.
In the morning, I heard that Luyangguan was victorious and a large number of bandit soldiers were captured, so I brought Minzhuang and Fu soldiers to pick them up.
"Don't worry. Leave the prisoners to me. When will you go north?" Qiao Jinglong said after taking the order from Wei Nan's hand.
"Oh! There are so many people! This is a beautiful victory!"
"Your Majesty will be happy if he finds out!"
Before Wei Nan could speak, Qiao Jinglong exclaimed.
He originally thought that four to five thousand would be too much.
As a result, more than 30,000 people were arrested, which was half of the bandit army!
"Have you announced the good news to the prince that you won the first battle?" Qiao Jinglong asked while rubbing his hands.
Wei Nan won and the West Route Army won. Qiao Jinglong, as the commander-in-chief of logistics, certainly did a great job.
Wei Nan smiled and said: "The thief ran away with Jiang Gong, which is somewhat imperfect. I don't want to catch that Jiang Gong and report the good news to the prince."
"Oh! How can that happen? The prince may be waiting for the situation here now! Send the news back earlier, and reassure the prince earlier!"
Qiao Jinglong couldn't wait any longer.
When Wei Nan thought about it, Qiao Jinglong was right.
It had only been two days since our side had encountered the main force of the enemy's army, and it might have been their first victory in the game.
If you tell me the news and go back early, the prince will be very happy.
"Okay then. Write the good news, Old Qiao. You have a good pen." Wei Nan said to Old Qiao.
Qiao Jinglong shook his head and said: "No! You must write this first victory report. Just use the simplest words to explain the matter clearly. Your Majesty likes this best!"
I have to say that Qiao Jinglong is very familiar with Song Yang.
Song Yang liked to read these ordinary vernacular letters. The contents were written in a frivolous way and had no real content, and Song Yang didn't read them either.
Qiao Jinglong's current writing style has developed towards vernacular, but he has been writing articles for decades and has learned this way since he was a child.
He always brings out a lot of things involuntarily.
This first successful letter was of great significance, and Qiao Jinglong still felt that Wei Nan was the best writer.
Wei Nan had no choice but to nod in agreement.
I sat down on the desk, put down a few strokes of a pen, and finished receiving a straightforward and simple letter of success.
The pen and ink were dried, and the seal was sealed with paint.
Qiao Jinglong and Wei Nan both used seals at the same time.
One is the seal of Fangzhou magistrate, and the other is the seal of Fangzhou garrison.
The urgent report of victory was sent out that afternoon, and the six hundred-mile express was sent directly to Fangzhou, from which a steam express was sent to Jiangzhou.
Nowadays, in addition to small fishing boats, there are only a few steam speedboats used for communication on the entire Jiangnan water surface.
The other ships formed small teams and kept cruising on the river to prevent the rebels from going south.
Song Yang did not follow him on the expedition.
Although this is a unification war, Song Yang doesn't want to go either.
Because children cannot live without people.
Tong Qian gave birth to a baby at the end of March.
boy.
All the discussions about Tong Qian's identity and concubine's status disappeared with the birth of the boy.
Song Yang did not hold a big wedding banquet.
He was told to wait until he is one year old.
In fact, I wanted to wait until the Northern Expedition made key progress.
Song Yang named his son Steamed Buns because when he arrested Zhou, the boy caught Steamed Buns...
There is no first name given. The folk custom of Daqian is to name a man when he is one year old, while for the royal family, the name is usually given when he is full moon or at birth.
Song Yang was not in a hurry. He had been busy with the Northern Expedition recently. He decided to wait until he was one year old to name his child, just like ordinary people.
"Oh oh oh~ Mantou, hurry up and grow up. Dad will take you to see the great rivers and mountains outside." Song Yang held the child in his arms and enjoyed the shade under the shade of the trees in the small courtyard.
In May, residential buildings can originally be moved, and Yu Ming's wedding will also be held in this month.
As a result, everything had to give way because of the war.
All have been postponed indefinitely.
Although the army went out with advanced equipment, there were also troops with strong combat effectiveness and high morale.
Song Yang was still not very relieved.
"Son, do you think the three-pronged army will win the battle?"
"Come, let's talk!"
Steamed bun: "Wow~oh~@#¥%"
"Say yes! Come make some steamed buns, learn from dad, and have a drink!" Song Yang emphasized, holding his son in front of him.
Steamed Bun: "Eh oh...&*@#¥"
"Oh! That's not right. Look at Dad's mouth shape and listen to Dad's voice, you will know how to drink!" Song Yang continued to teach the steamed buns.
The third time, Mantou made a strong protest!
"Ahem!"
"Bah, bah, bah!"
Song Yang was having a party there when a boyish cry came directly into his mouth...
"You bastard!" Song Yang pouted several times.
"Grrrr! My lord, what are you doing?" Shen Xiaowan came out and saw that Song Yang's chest, face and chin were all wet, and he guessed that he was sprayed by the steamed buns.
"Oh. If you don't listen to daddy, it's daddy who will suffer the consequences! Let me hug you!" Song Yang said as he stuffed the steamed bun into Shen Xiaowan's hand.
"Hey! Your Majesty, are you impatient now?" Tong Qian also walked out.
I have been in confinement for a month and I just came out a few days ago.
"It's not that I'm impatient. It's broad daylight. I might have official duties later."
"I just want to go back and change clothes. Otherwise, if Lao Fang comes, I will have to bring a child to work!" Song Yang said angrily.
"Six hundred miles, hurry up! Get out of the way!"
Just as Song Yang finished speaking, a captain from Yuan Chuan rushed over to report the news.
He shouted "Six hundred miles to hurry up".
The six hundred mile express service does not need to go through any yamen and can be delivered directly from the dock to Song Yang.
When Song Yang heard that Liubaili was urgent, he immediately walked out the door.
The urgent news is coming, so there is no time to change clothes.
Pushing open the courtyard door, the messenger in the distance was running this way.
Behind him were Fang Zhe and Ma Cheng.
The two men also heard from the guards that a messenger had arrived with an urgent letter, and hurriedly chased them out.
"Your Majesty! Fangzhou has sent a letter of six hundred miles, urgently!" The messenger rushed to Song Yang, knelt down on one knee, and held the letter high in his rugged clothes.
Song Yang took the letter and saw two seals and two signatures on the letter, and knew that it was a joint letter from Qiao Jinglong and Wei Nan.
The letter was marked in red, indicating that the letter was a good thing.
There are marking requirements for urgent new construction in Jiangzhou. Good things are in red, bad things are in green, and other things are in white.
When Song Yang saw the red mark, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Two days after the expedition, if bad news came, Song Yang would be furious.
"Whoops!" Before Song Yang opened the letter, Ma Cheng arrived first.
There was Fang Zhe behind, running slower and panting harder.
Song Yang knew it was a good thing and was not in a hurry to dismantle it.
He put the letter behind his back and waited for Fang Zhe to come over.
"Whoop whoosh!"
"Your Majesty! What happened? Where is the urgent letter?"
Fang Zhe finally ran over and took a few breaths before asking seriously.
Song Yang showed the letter. It was on the back, and no mark could be seen.
"Come on. You two, let's talk about it. Is it a good thing or a bad thing?"
Ma Cheng chuckled and said, "Since the prince asked this, it must be a good thing!"
"Yes! Good thing!"
"Whoop whoosh!"
Fang Zhe gasped as he spoke.
His horse would collapse in just a few breaths, but he still had to wait for a long time.
Song Yang laughed and said: "Haha! Yes, it is indeed a good thing!"
Song Yang turned the letter over to reveal the red mark.
"Your Majesty, please take it apart and see what's written there." Fang Zhe asked anxiously.
"Oh! Since you know it's a good thing, you might as well guess what it is!"
Song Yang smiled and shook the envelope.
"Then what do you think, Your Majesty?" Fang Zhe asked.
Song Yang smiled and said: "It's a victory, good news."
"No way. It took three or four days for this letter to be sent. Three or four days ago... we only went out for three or four days and won the battle? The East Route Army had not found the enemy's main force three days ago, and the Central Route Army had just discovered the enemy last night.
The main force of the army."
Fang Zhe said with some disbelief.
Indeed, the two sides have not fought a single battle so far, and the west side has won directly?
And it’s a six-hundred-mile rush, which is not available for ordinary small wins!
"I believe they won the battle. You two, please take a guess."
Song Yang said confidently.
"Well... I think they also won, maybe they captured Xijing Chang'an!" Ma Cheng said, and suddenly his eyes lit up.
"Chang'an? Well, it's possible!" Fang Zhe also nodded.
Shannan Road is bordered by the Luo Xin Group's strength, and there is a northern area of Huainan Road to the east and west that belongs to the "Three No Ones" zone, so the progress of the two armies on the east and west roads has been slower.
Similarly, Shannan East Road is adjacent to Xijing Road, and Chang'an is a city with few military garrison and empty symbolic significance.
Capturing Chang'an had great symbolic significance and was regarded as a great victory.