stubborn thief

Chapter 131
Outside Zhuantianmao Academy, the sound of orderly reading came from the courtyard.

Mr. Liu was sitting in the stone pavilion wearing a blue-dyed long gown with a stand-up collar. He took a sip of his long-stemmed pipe with a distressed expression, and sighed with the smoke coming out of his mouth and nose: "The soldiers are in chaos."

Liu Chengzong stood by and listened to the old man who was one of the top anti-king leaders in Shaanxi sigh such an exclamation, he felt very ironic.

In other words, the existence of Zhuantianmao itself is an irony. The school here is larger than the Heilongshan ethnology in the past. On this little-known hill, there is the largest thief academy in Ming Dynasty.

However, all the descendants of the Liu family who have studied can find a job of teaching and educating people here. There are eight Kaimeng schools, which can accommodate 160 students.

It won't be long before these gang of thieves will be able to rob with all their mouths.

Yang Dingrui sat on the side, carefully wiped the tortoiseshell glasses with a fine velvet cloth, and said as he wiped, "The imperial court ordered King Qinqin of all places to raise troops into the guard, what does the lion think?"

Liu Chengzong was looking at the distance in a daze, when Xiaoliu came over with tea, shaking his head in the same rhythm as the sound of reading from the academy.

He turned his head and said, "Sir, I don't think the appeal has anything to do with me."

No matter how much the emperor issued an edict to spread the call, it would not be his turn to enter the guard.

What the lion thinks, the emperor doesn't care.

Xiaoliu came over to put the tea in the booth, and was rubbed on the head by Liu Chengzong.

The life of this little thing is better, the short hair on the head grows well, it is black and shiny, and the body is much cleaner, and it does not look like it used to be.

Yang Dingrui picked up the tea bowl and blew it, and said with a smile: "The call to action has nothing to do with you, but the governors and generals of the five towns in Yanbian are all serving as the lead battalion. There are not many elite soldiers in Shaanxi. Now it depends on what you think."

He put down the tea bowl and said: "While King Qin's army enters the guard, go south to Chifu Prefecture, west to Qingyang, and north to Suide, Yan'an Mansion will be safe. When the guards return next year, we will do a big battle in Yansui. "

With Yanzhou in hand, there is a way to go south to Yaozhou and send troops out of Qingyang. Qingyang is safe, and Ziwuling, the only way to advance troops from Guyuan to Yan'an, is in hand, which has a strategic depth.

Yaozhou belongs to Guanzhong, which is hardly affected by the drought, and Suide Prefecture is the real northern gate, which can lock the frontier army of Yansui Town outside.

The idea was good, but Liu Chengzong sighed, sat by the pavilion and asked, "Sir, will it not rain next year?"

Safety and territory are all based on the condition of being able to farm land. Liu Chengzong only occupies Wangzhuang now, not because there is Wangzhuang Fort there.

The fortress is nothing more than looking happy, waking up every day in the stone fortress can provide oneself with an unparalleled sense of security.

In fact, living in a stone castle is no different from living in a house made of paper.

If you don't fight for a city or land, you can move to eliminate the main force of the government and army; if you only stare at a castle, you have found a graveyard full of stones for yourself.

It is because it is in the Xingzi River Basin, where the water flow is sufficient and the water conservancy is good, so it can be cultivated.

On the surface, they took the Yan'an Mansion of the imperial court, but in fact, the land they could use was less than half a county.

Sites are fake.

Only the drought is real.

When Yang Dingrui and Liu Xiangyu didn't speak, Liu Chengzong said first: "It won't be smooth entering the guard, otherwise I really want Yang Yanchang to lead troops into the guard to see the Eastern Prisoners."

Liu Chengzong used the word 'look' to make Yang Dingrui and Liu Xiangyu look at each other, and Liu Xiangyu asked: "What's so interesting about Donglu? It won't go well, so what?"

Liu Chengzong didn't know how to explain.

The Ming Dynasty in another memory, even if he did not make this insignificant contribution, would have ended in the 17th year of Chongzhen.

Donglu is different, Donglu is his biggest enemy.

He shook his head, skipped his father's previous question, and stretched out his hand to draw a circle on the stone table: "The food I can move should be no less than that of the guard troops in various places. I really want to let Yang Yanchang lead the troops into the guard. But after all the calculations, my team will run out of food no matter what."

He dipped his finger in the tea, drew the road directions along the Great Wall on the stone table, clicked on the side forts, and said: "The Shaanxi government army entered the guard, and the fastest way is to walk along the side wall. It is three thousand miles away from Yansui Town." , Guyuan Ningxia is more than 4000 miles away, and Lintao is [-] miles away in Gansu, so it takes a month to walk, and it takes two months to walk too slowly to get there.”

The more Liu Chengzong said, the more serious his face became. He was really worried about the court, and he raised a finger and said: "Three sides and five towns, even if one town sends five thousand troops, that is more than 2 people. If the military forts on the side walls can supply 600 soldiers have enough food for a month, and my brother and I still need to go home?"

This is a simple calculation problem.

The military fortress can't feed 600 people for a month, and naturally it can't feed 2 people for a day. In other words, these guard troops will consume all the food stored in all the military forts along the Great Wall in two months.

There is something to eat in the front, but there is no food to eat in the back. Besides, before the food is eaten and the food is not eaten, there is still the question of whether others will let them eat.

Liu Chengzong didn't know what the battle of King Qin would be like. He believed in the loyalty and quality of the frontier army. Donglu bloody battle.

It is more difficult to find a meal than to catch the Donglu in a bloody battle when the black King Qin's army squeezes into Gyeonggi.

Liu Chengzong used words to describe a terrible death march between King Qin and the bloody battle.

Liu Xiangyu and Yang Dingrui were silent.

Liu Chengzong sighed weakly: "Why did the emperor spread the word to the kings everywhere? He knows what a fart!"

The emperor didn't know how much honor the word Qin Wang meant to the soldiers guarding the border, and how much the emperor was respected in the hearts of the soldiers.

What's more, he didn't know how much disaster he would bring to those who were loyal to him with a word of his own.

He doesn't know that people have to eat.

He knows shit.

Liu Chengzong suddenly asked: "Master, do you think the name Liu Chengzong is loud enough?"

The two of them didn't know why he suddenly asked this, Yang Dingrui asked, "What's wrong?"

"The imperial court is loyal to the king's army. There will be many deserters on the march. They dare not return to the army. If they know me, will they come to me?"

Liu Chengzong rubbed his chin with his hand, looked at his father and teacher: "Should I send someone to pick them up?"

This is actually quite a whimsical thing.

If you think about it carefully, it seems very feasible.

Regardless of Shanxi, Yansui or Guyuan, at least in these three towns, the frontier soldiers may have heard of the name Liu Chengzong.

5000 people from each of the three towns were on the road. The distance was long and the soldiers and food were insufficient. It is not an exaggeration to escape three to 500 people each way.

Where can these deserters go?

Either occupy the mountain and become king, or come to northern Shaanxi to seek refuge with the big boss.

Among these big bosses, which one has the most morale?
After much calculation, Liu Chengzong felt that at least half of these thousands of people should come to him, right?

Yang Dingrui didn't think about the problem from this angle before, but after thinking about it now, he raised his hand and patted the stone table, almost knocking off the lid of the teacup, and said, "Lion, let Yang Yanchang go with Wu Zimian!"

"He? A few days ago, I just heard that my name had been spread in Yansui Town, so I ran to Xingzi River and only kowtowed to me. Let him go to King Qin so he won't be scared to death."

In fact, I really want to say that Liu Chengzong has known Yang Yanchang for a long time, knowing that he is not a coward.

It's just that the big Yan'an Guard, Yang Yanchang himself is a trial family who inherited the official position, and his subordinates have no foundation. After he was promoted, even the soldiers who served him were determined to follow Liu Chengzong.

Changing places, Liu Chengzong also resisted the matter of leading the army to serve the king.

As long as one person can command two people, his confidence will rise slowly.

But without the ability to direct oneself, how can a person have self-confidence.

When it was time to run, Qianhu Ren Quan'er drew his sword, and the guards on both sides fought: don't run!
Just throw it away.

Who is not afraid of this.

"Let him follow Wu Zimian to be a good king. Didn't you say that Wu Zimian has no military spirit?"

Yang Dingrui raised his hand and said: "Since you don't have the morale of the army, you can help him. The thief leader from Yanchuan, Wang Ziyong, is no longer a deputy Qianhu. I think he can confuse people's hearts. Let him go to the army brigade. Pull it back for you."

Liu Chengzong's eyes were sharp.

He figured it out, as a teacher, he was tied up when he was working for the court, and when he was away from the court, there was no restraint, and it was more ruthless to dig up the corners of the court to come up with ideas.

It's a shame to be a Jinshi.

"Monk Wang, Monk Wang..."

Liu Chengzong mulled over the name over and over again. In fact, when Yang Dingrui said it, he immediately thought that the person who did this was Cao Yao.

There are gangs, who has the old rebel leader Cao Yaoqiang, and he is familiar with people and places. He has been to the border forts along the way, from northern Shaanxi to Shanxi.

The way back is more familiar.

It's just that Cao Yao really can't handle this matter. When he meets He Renlong, it's difficult.

All fools know that Cao Yao and Liu Chengzong are in the same group.

Besides, on the other hand, Yang Yanchang might not be willing to go.

Liu Chengzong talked about this matter with his father and husband in Zhuantianmao, and gained a little understanding of the general environment. He turned around and called out Yang Yanchang from Yan'an Guard, and the two returned to Xingzihe together.

Taking advantage of his time to inquire about the news, Yang Yanchang was also trying his best to inquire about the situation.

On the way, the two compared what they knew with each other, and finally came to the conclusion that this matter was a disaster for Yang Yanchang.

It is not the matter of the Yan'an Guards that the imperial court dispatches troops to Qin Wang, it is the matter of several general soldiers and governors in Shaanxi, and it is not the turn of the little Yan'an Guards commanders to take the lead.

When Yang Yanchang talked about this, his face was full of bitterness: "I found out that it was Wu Zimian, the Yansui commander-in-chief. I don't know where his brain is broken, but he actually went to Yang He to ask for instructions, and transferred troops from my Yan'an Guard. King Qin's troops entering Yansui Town."

Having said that, Liu Chengzong had some guesses in his heart, and asked, "Does he want you to take Ma Jun there?"

Yang Yanchang said: "You must bring mules and horses to enter the guard!"

"I guess it's Wu Zimian who took a fancy to your horse. He has this problem. The frontier soldiers in Yansui Town know it. Before I was in Yuhebao, he took away the guard's horse."

"But where do I have a horse?"

"You didn't, I did. He probably thought you defeated me twice, why didn't you capture some war horses?"

That's all Liu Chengzong guessed, there is no other possibility, if Wu Zimian may be short of the army, but gathering two or three thousand elite soldiers is not a problem for the huge Yansui Town.

There was no time to transfer the soldiers and horses of Yan'an Guard, the biggest possibility was that Wu Zimian was greedy again.

What's more, there are thieves everywhere, and transportation is inconvenient. Shaanxi is half-abandoning Yan'an Prefecture, and they don't know the situation of Yan'an Guard.

Liu Chengzong tried to think about what the Yan'an Mansion was like in the eyes of the Shaanxi rulers. Basically, Zhang Nian and Yang Yanchang were a nail.

There are thieves in all directions, only this nail is still nailed in Yan'an Fucheng.

Just like Yanchuan County drew a circle for Li Bei, a safe zone.

Out of this circle, they are all thieves.

When Yang Yanchang heard this explanation, he was even more helpless: "Then I'm going to die anyway. If Wu Zimian is after my horse, then I'm afraid I won't be able to dodge it."

Liu Chengzong nodded and said: "I guess in a few days, there will be a letter from there to you, asking you for a horse with a high-sounding excuse, and if you give him the horse, this matter will be over."

"If you don't give him a horse, I'm afraid even if there is a battle, he won't let it go, and will still ask you for a horse."

Liu Chengzong didn't say any more, just kept his head on his way. On the one hand, he wanted to give Yang Yanchang some time to think about it; on the other hand, he was also wondering if there was any other solution to this matter.

Whether King Qin's army will collapse or not, he has no idea. After all, the upper and lower limits of the Ming army... are too difficult to estimate.

In case King Qin's army didn't collapse and Yang Yanchang led his troops to Gyeonggi to enter the guard, should he run or not?

If you run, the official is gone; if you don't run, your life is gone.

It's a loss no matter what.

When the two arrived at Xingzi River, Yang Yanchang still had no solution, and even asked Liu Chengzong for help, "Why don't you help me grab a hundred horses?"

Liu Chengzong has a horse and wants to ride it by himself.

He laughed and said, "It's better like this, or you can go, bring 500 people, and I'll get you [-] horses."

"Why should I go there if I have this horse? Just give the horse to Wu Zimian." Yang Yanchang felt that he was at a loss, and waved his hand: "Let him go to the king himself!"

"That won't do."

Liu Chengzong's small abacus was clattering, he raised his hand and said: "Look, I will give you two hundred horses, if you don't go to the guard, will we be at a net loss of two hundred horses?"

Yang Yanchang nodded: "That's right, but the government can crush people to death, so what can we do?"

"If you take these 500 horses as the capital, and you bring [-] people there, you will send him a hundred horses first. There must be insufficient food and grass on Qinwang Road. You take Monk Wang, and I will get you two familiar ones on the road. You are familiar with those frontier soldiers, and if someone wants to escape from the camp, you let them run away with them."

Liu Chengzong raised his palm, and nodded with the other hand: "Run to Yan'an Mansion, I'll send someone to meet him, and if we exchange horses for his soldiers, won't we lose so much money?"

Yang Yanchang nodded again, then shook his head and said, "No brother, you're not doing me a favor by doing this?"

"No loss, listen to me, two hundred horses, give them to Wu Zimian in the past, and say that the Yan'an mansion will support Wu Zongbing to King Qin, and when there are enough soldiers who leave the camp at the back, you might as well take the other Give him a hundred horses too, discuss with him, and let him put you back, if it’s really impossible, ask him to put you back and give him another hundred horses.”

Liu Chengzong fixed his eyes on Yang Yanchang: "Three hundred horses, as long as you can get me back three hundred frontier soldiers, it is best to get back the whole one, I will not lose money, do you dare?"

　Good morning! Chapter 2 will be released at [-]pm.

　　
　
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