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Chapter 63 Bad News

When Yun Zheng was worried about his wife, the handsome and handsome Lang Tan cut off Guo Sanshan's head with his own knife like a butcher, threw it on the withered grass, pulled a handful of the withered grass and wiped the blood on his hands.

The leader of the army, Ma Liuzi, said: "Clean the battlefield, hand over the women and children in the bandits' dens to the local officials, put the money and grain into the account, and quickly leave the battlefield."

Ma Liuzi tied the head of the person who had crossed the three mountains with a rope and held it in his hand. He smiled and said: "Junhou, it has been three months since we came out. Now we are finally close to the city. Would you be kind enough to take everyone to Jiange to see it?

Reward the brothers."

Lang Tan glanced at Ma Liuzi with cold eyes, and Ma Liuzi immediately shrank his head and retreated. This military prince of his was the most difficult to serve among the fourteen military princes, even though he was the most handsome.

He is handsome, but has a heart of stone. Other military princes are trying to maximize the effectiveness of the weapons in their hands. This one is just the opposite. He leads the charge in every battle, and it has been more than half a year since the bandit suppression began.

During that time, his own battalion suffered the most casualties, but the results were also the most glorious.

Ma Liuzi, the leader of the first army, reminded Lang Tan more than once that we have gunpowder in our hands. As long as this thing explodes, the bandits will hear the sound and run away. You can just take advantage of the situation behind. There is really no need to fight hard.

"The contract we signed with the local government stated that it was to suppress the bandits, to destroy them, not to defeat them, not to drive away the bandits and let them harm the neighbors. Soldiers must keep their word. Speculating is not a hero!"

This was Lang Tan's answer. Ma Liuzi really had nothing to say after hearing this explanation. Although the character of the military prince was a bit colder, he took great care of his brothers. He never received many rewards from the general.

If a brother is killed in battle or becomes disabled, he will allocate some of his share to support them. Therefore, although the battle is more difficult, the brothers in the camp have no complaints.

Ma Liuzi looked back and saw that the military lord had no intention of entering the sword pavilion to rest. He sighed and threw Guo Sanshan's head into a lime bag. After tying the bag, he returned to rest among his brothers.

"Ma Tou, have you spoken to the Marquis?" a subordinate asked in a low voice.

Ma Liuzi snatched half of the meatloaf from someone else's hand, took a bite, and said vaguely: "I said it, but I didn't say it."

Seeing that his subordinates' faces fell, Ma Liuzi continued: "Miss Jiange, don't think about it. We Wu Shengjun's military laws are not meant to scare people. Just go back to Chengdu. There will be one day in seven days for repairs. Then go

Wouldn't Lingxi Pavilion be better?

The general has sent all his family members to Huanzhou. Jiang Junhou and his three thousand brothers can guard them without any serious problems. Without their family members, our Wu Shengjun army will completely become a monk camp. I know that you are suffering, isn't it the same for me?

The money and food earned will be sent to Huanzhou for my wife to keep, so that I can have someone to rely on when I retire from the military camp in the future, and will not starve to death like the veterans in the past."

A simple and honest soldier patted his thigh and said: "It doesn't matter if you don't have family members to hold you back. We are working hard to make money now, and we have a little headway these days. Don't think about the rest. In the past, my stomach was not full, so who would care?

Look at women more often."

Lang Tan sat alone on a stone in the distance. The soldiers respectfully placed the noodles with bacon and the kettle next to him and left quickly. The military prince did not like to be with too many people in front of him.

He took a mouthful of cold water and sprayed it on his hands to clean the blood stains. Lang Tan started to eat the meat pie. The life he lived now was very different from the life he imagined before. In the past, he had a cowardly temper. When he saw

Mice will scream loudly. Now let alone mice, even if they see tigers, they will not be too surprised. There are mountains in Sichuan, so it is normal for big insects to be silent. Several times, big insects drank water across the stream, and they just lay there.

After seeing big bugs so close in the mud next to the creek, he fell in love with them. He even bought two big bug cubs from the hunters and raised them in the military camp. They were considered his best friends.

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Crossing Sanshan was the last order that Wu Shengjun took. There were no established thieves like him in Shuzhong. If he tried to take the order again, he would probably be in trouble, because he had to leave Shuzhong. According to the imperial decree, the army had to leave the area under its jurisdiction.

If there is no military order from the Privy Council, it will be regarded as rebellion. Neither Liu Yucheng nor the general can bear this responsibility.

Thinking of his colleagues, Lang Tan felt very comfortable. The general said that these people were all standard idealists and explained the term specifically. Lang Tan found that this term was very suitable for himself and his colleagues.

It is just as the general said, fourteen people all came together for a dream, whether it is the elegant Zhou Tong, the cunning and wise Wu Jie, or the passionate Jiang Zhe...

It takes great courage for a scribe to abandon his own identity and enter the military camp, and such courage often comes from dreams. Lang Tan heard Yun Zheng say what it means to be strong, and he was willing to work hard for this kind of strength.

"What's yours is mine, and what's mine is still mine. If what's yours is not mine, I will beat you!"

Lang Tan never thought this joke was funny, and Wu Shengjun's people didn't find it funny either, because that's what they are doing now, fighting bandits and eliminating harm for the people. This is just a side effect, the real reason

It was that Wu Shengjun was out of money and food, so he found an excuse to get some food and money.

The poverty of the military is simply the biggest joke in the world! A violent group does not use its own violence to make money, but relies on the blood and sweat of its own people to support itself. This is a shame for the military.

Others don't feel the shame, but Wu Shengjun feels it, so they are never short of food, clothing and supplies, and there is even a lot of surplus. The money in the camp, Lang Tan, has been stuffed to the brim for a long time, and a large amount of money is piled up.

On the ground, I heard Yun Zheng say that it was a waste of money to put here, and there was no output at all...

Lang Tan smiled silently, and the general said that whoever needs money will take away his share. I almost gave up my identity as a scholar and followed you as a soldier. Who would care about money and food? Grab a handful of gold sand.

It is enough to feed the whole family for two years. The money has to be used to exchange horses, armor, and the sharpest weapons and the most powerful crossbows with the generals in the capital. Only by fully arming the entire army can we grab more

There is no place to grab money and food in Shuzhong. Who is next?

Lang Tan was very curious. His magical classmate seemed to be planning something recently. It seemed that when he returned to the camp, the matter would be notified to his level.

Thinking of this, Lang Tan saw that the logistics soldiers had finished cleaning the battlefield. The corpses on the ground were naturally taken care of by the policemen and laborers who were hiding and shivering under the big trees. This was already agreed upon, and the advantage was that he

Yes, the credit goes to the state government that provided the money and food. Lang Tan has no objection to this.

"Gather the army and return to camp!" Lang Tan hung the kettle on his waist, put his helmet on his head and ordered his rested men.

Ma Liuzi carried the big flag to a high place and waved it like flying. At the same time, Lang Tan's soldiers blew the horn, and the soldiers of Wu Sheng's army scattered in all directions began to quickly move closer to the big flag, and at the same time, they moved their blood-stained long flags.

The knife was inserted into the scabbard, the heavy flail was slung on the back, and the heavy footsteps seemed to wake up the silent valley in an instant.

Lang Tan's four armor-piercing awls scattered on the pile of corpses were retrieved by the soldiers and inserted into his back. Following the footsteps of the military marquis, they came to the place where the Jiange County Magistrate was resting. The soldiers placed a lime bag on his back.

In front of the county magistrate, Lang Tan said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, this is the death of the three mountains. It is the county elder who deserves it. How to ask for credit is the county elder's own business. Wu Shengjun promises not to say a word."

It’s just that the grain you should give us must not be less than one tael. What do you think, the county minister?”

The magistrate of Jiange County ordered the chief to open the bag and examine it carefully. After confirming that it had passed three mountains, he smiled and said: "The army is tired, why don't the general go to Jiange to rest, so that I can fulfill my friendship as a landlord."

Lang Tan shook his head and said: "It is not good for the place if the army enters the city. Wu Shengjun's military law is strict. It is a routine ban for the army not to enter the city gate. The general will not dare to violate it. Once I get the food and fodder I should have, I should return to Dujiangyan quickly. If it is delayed

Time and military law are ruthless.”

The county magistrate sighed in admiration, took out a stack of jiaozi from his arms, put it in Lang Tan's hand and said: "Jiange Road is far away, and it is too difficult for the general to carry grain. I specially commissioned the Liang family merchants to make a thousand and one jiaozi."

One thousand guan is enough to buy the grain and fodder promised by me in Chengdu. The remaining one hundred guan will be regarded as a token of appreciation for the people of this county. Please accept it, general."

Lang Tan knew what the county magistrate wanted, so he took Jiaozi into his arms without answering, took out a contract and held it in his hand. The magistrate chuckled and took out the same letter from his sleeve.

After checking the documents with each other, Lang Tan blew on his fire note and burned both documents. The county magistrate obviously breathed a sigh of relief.

He stopped talking to Lang Tan and ordered Jiange's agents to quickly enter the battlefield and start cleaning up the aftermath. How he reported the matter to the court later had nothing to do with Wu Shengjun. At this moment, he was very confident in Wu Shengjun's credibility.

When the army returned to the camp, it was not as serious as when it set off. Everyone's face was filled with smiles. This battle had a good harvest. When we return to the camp, the brothers will have a good harvest.

As soon as he set foot on the Shu Road, Lang Tan discovered that three waves of fast-horse couriers from the imperial court had passed by in one day, and they were all couriers from the Privy Council. Those official servants wearing red hats were shouting loudly, and they were extremely urgent, even if they were strong.

For example, Wu Shengjun had to stop on the side of the road at this time to clear the way for Yi Delivery.

"Brother, what's going on? Tell me about it!" Ma Liuzi asked loudly, then threw his wine gourd to the courier.

"The Yuanzhou thieves captured Liuzhou, the prefect died in battle, and six thousand soldiers and civilians died!"

Lang Tan screamed strangely when he heard the sound, chopped off a small tree growing on the edge of the cliff with a knife, and shouted in front of him: "Speed ​​up the whole army and return to Chengdu within five days!" (To be continued)


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