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Chapter 41 If you want to hurt me, take my knife first!

In the 11th year of Chongzhen in Ming Dynasty, on the fifth day of October, the sun shines on the earth.

Maybe because of the snow yesterday, it shone on the body, making people feel extra warm.

At the end of Chen's hour, in the eastern suburbs of Changping, the camp of Qin Wangjun in Xuanfu Town, and the camp of General Zhang Yan was quite lively.

But this excitement was limited to a small area in his camp, which was the group of refugees rescued by Zhang Cheng.

Shi Zhuzi led more than a hundred men, chopping firewood back and forth, and instead of cooking meat in the cauldron, there were pots of boiling water. The refugees lined up to take a bath in batches, and then they had to change into freshly washed clothes.

On the other side, nearly [-] women, under the organization of a strong woman named Su Zhenxiang, have been washing clothes pulled from the Tartars and refugees since last night. , full of them.

The scholar Wang Yuanjing led the two of them back and forth among the refugees, stopping one from time to time, asking and recording what they were writing.

"General, this doll Yuan Jing is working hard now, she doesn't look like a scholar, she looks like a changed person." A slightly old but full of spirit sounded in Zhang Cheng's ear.

"Hehe." Zhang Cheng smiled, his tone became extremely cold, and he said decisively: "Everyone has to change. In such troubled times, people who remain unchanged are dead."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and asked, "Where are those two village elders now?"

Shi Tiegen pointed to a temporary tent not far away, and said: "Return to the general, the Tartars have killed all the old people in that village, and now the two selected old people are temporarily resting in that tent. .”

Zhang Cheng stood where he was, with his hands behind his back, and said in a deep voice: "Old man, I intend to transfer you to a farm in a certain Xuan Town to live temporarily, and resettle you after this battle is over."

"It's up to the general to make the decision. The old man is willing to do his best to serve the general." The old man Shi Tiegen replied firmly.

Zhang Cheng got up and wanted to go to the tent in the distance. As he walked, he said to Shi Tiegen beside him: "Old man, before returning to Xuan Town, I want you to control these people. The pillars and Yuanjing will assist you. Those two villagers, they are just your helpers."

Old man Shi followed Zhang Cheng, listening silently, as if looking thoughtful.

There were two old men sitting in the tent, and they didn't look very old. When they saw Zhang Cheng coming, they got up quickly and saluted one after another, "I've seen the general."

Zhang Cheng looked at the two of them up and down, one of them was quite strong, with beards all over his face, and the other looked a little thin, not so strong, but very clean, and they should be within fifty years old.

They just stood there with their heads down, quite at a loss, and the old man Shi Tiegen at the side quickly introduced: "General, this is Ma Zhongli, and this is Feng Yuanshan."

The two saluted Zhang Cheng again. Shi Tiegen next to him took a simple wooden stool, put it down and said to Zhang Cheng, "General, please sit down."

After Zhang Cheng sat down, he said to the two of them, "Two village elders, please sit down."

After the two of them sat down, they asked, "I don't know where the two village elders originally lived, and how old are they?"

Ma Zhongli, who was quite strong, with a beard on his face, said in a loud voice: "General Hui, I am from that Mafang, and I am forty-five this year."

Zhang Cheng nodded, turned to look at the slightly thin and clean old man, and saw him get up again and said: "Xiao Lao is from Mafangbei, from Tangcun, and he is about forty or nine years old."

Zhang Cheng waved his hand and asked him to sit down. Before he could speak, Shi Tiegen who was standing beside him said, "General, Ma Zhongli is from an old horse family. This old brother Feng Yuanshan is a well-known farmer in the village."

Zhang Cheng nodded and said to them: "Someone intends to transport you out of Juyong Pass and live temporarily in a farm in a certain Xuan Town to avoid the disaster of war. After this war is over, you will be resettled."

The thin Feng Yuanshan said first: "Little old people, etc., should have been taken captive by the Tartars to the bitter cold land of Liaodong, to be cattle and horses for the Tartars, and to be slaves forever. Fortunately, they were blessed by the general's divine power. Not only did they rescue us from Suffering, now I am more willing to protect us, it is our blessing, we are determined to follow the general, but let the general handle it."

Ma Zhongli and Shi Tiegen hurriedly echoed, "Yes, but it's up to the general to decide."

Zhang Cheng nodded, and continued: "I don't know when this battle will end, and a letter will be delivered. After you arrive in Xuan Town, you will live temporarily, repair houses and dig ditches, and cultivate wasteland for production.

However, if things are not foreseen, they will not stand. If you wait for nearly a thousand people, if there is no head, there will be chaos. A certain old man named Shi Tiegen is temporarily the head of the crowd. There are 20 guards, who work at ordinary times and practice in leisure time, and come out when there is police. The strong woman Su Zhenxiang manages a group of women, doing starch washing, mending, cooking and other things.What do you guys think. "

The three of them had no objection, Zhang Cheng continued: "A certain party will send a team of soldiers to escort the wounded soldiers and the bones of the fallen soldiers, and they will go with you, and some captured mules and horses will also go back to Xuan Town.

The mules and horses were taken care of by Ma Zhongli, and Su Zhenxiang asked Na Su Zhenxiang to arrange women to help take care of the wounded soldiers. After arriving in Xuanzhen, the canal was repaired and prepared for everything. , can be allocated to the columns they use. "

All three nodded their heads and said "good".

Zhang Cheng got up and ordered: "If there is a war, the accompanying team officer will make a decision; other matters will be dealt with according to the division of labor. If there are undecided matters, you can discuss them publicly."

"Follow the general's orders." The three responded in unison.

At this moment, a soldier came to report, and the general Yang Guozhu sent someone to say that Duchen Lu had just returned to the Changping camp, and now he wanted to collect the captured Tartar heads and prisoners, and rushed to report the victory to the governor.

Zhang Cheng said to the old man Shi Tiegen beside him: "Call Zhuzi and Yuan Jing over here, someone has something to say."

After finishing speaking, he rushed to the place where the Tartar's head was parked.

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Guo Yingxian yelled from a long distance, "Wine maniac, how about another three hundred cups tonight?"

"You think, who grabbed me last night and didn't let me go, who is the drunk lunatic." Zhang Cheng said with a sneer on his face.

When he came to the front, he straightened his posture, bowed his hands and saluted, and said to Yang Guozhu: "How dare you bother the military gate to come in person, let me inform you, and I will send it to you at the end."

Yang Guozhu said in a loud voice: "General Zhang is unparalleled in bravery, defeated Jiannu completely, and won so many people. It greatly boosted the morale of our Xuanzhen army. I think the governor will be delighted when he hears about it."

Zhang Cheng replied respectfully: "This achievement is all due to the blessing of the army, not the work of the last general."

Yang Guozhu nodded approvingly, and he couldn't help thinking: "This son has joined the guard of the king now, not only has his temperament changed greatly, he has become calm and courteous, and now he has won the first battle. His future achievements may be limitless."

Zhang Yan next to him said at this moment: "Junmen, don't ask the governor to wait for a long time."

Yang Guozhu patted his forehead with his hands, and said with a smile: "Brother Zhang, nephew Cheng, I'm going to report the victory to the governor, so that the old man will be happy too."

"In this way, there is Laojunmen." Zhang Yan replied with hands clasped.

At this time, three carts loaded with the tanned heads of the Tartars had already arrived here. Yang Guozhu glanced at them and said loudly: "These heads of the Tartars will be dispatched to the governor to report victory. As for the captives, It's better to bet on this place first, and wait for the governor to make a decision."

The soldiers had already brought Yang Guozhu's war horse, he got on the horse, turned around and said: "Nephew Chengxian, don't worry, I will definitely not let others take advantage of your military achievements."

Zhang Cheng hurriedly cupped his hands and replied, "Everything depends on the military."

Watching Yang Guozhu and Guo Yingxian leave, Zhang Yan said softly to Zhang Cheng: "You shouldn't have contradicted Li Jianming like that last night. That guy is very insidious, and he will take revenge. I can't protect you forever, so why should you?"

"The world is in chaos. If you are kind to others everywhere, how can you protect yourself? Even the military exploits you exchanged for your life will be remembered by others. Why do we fight? How can we be worthy of the brothers who died in the war? No matter who wants to harm me, take my sword first!"

Zhang Cheng looked firmly at Yang Guozhu and the others who were receding away, and replied forcefully.

Then he said to Zhang Yan: "Uncle, Cheng'er is going to visit the wounded soldiers in my army."

After Zhang Cheng finished speaking, he turned and left.

Zhang Yan was a little silent. Looking at Zhang Cheng's disappearing figure, he felt that he couldn't understand this nephew more and more. He felt that he had gone too far, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Zhang Cheng's words just now sounded in his ears again, and he shuddered, as if thoughtful, he didn't know what Zhang Cheng would do in the future and where he would take the Zhang family!

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Zhang Cheng was walking on the way to the wounded soldiers' tent, when Shi Zhuzi and Wang Yuanjing rushed over, Zhang Cheng slowed down and chatted with them while walking.

"Zhuzi, I'm very satisfied with the people you selected, let them follow you for now, and I will arrange some old soldiers to train you." Zhang Cheng told Shi Zhuzi.

Shi Zhuzi looked unhappy, and said in a low voice: "I'm not going to Xuanzhen, I want to kill the Tartars with the general."

Zhang Cheng just felt annoyed and funny. This stone pillar is really good. He has a great body. He practiced martial arts when he was a child. He followed his father forging irons all these years. His body is getting better and better, just like iron forging.

However, fighting for life on the battlefield is not just about physical strength. Such a good young man cannot be in vain, so Zhang Cheng enlightened him and said: "You can kill a Tartar all at once? You want to kill a Tartar? I still want to kill a hundred, or even a thousand Tartars."

Shi Zhuzi scratched his head and muttered, "I want to kill a hundred, a thousand Tartars."

Wang Yuanjing next to him said with a smile, "The courage of the blood is the work of a reckless man."

Shi Zhuzi's big eyes stared like two little lanterns, but he didn't attack. The two of them often get together these few days, and Shi Zhuzi always pesters this scholar, asking him to tell stories about the ancients marching and fighting.

But this scholar reads the books of sages with all his heart, so he doesn't know so much, he tells Shi Zhuzi one by one the allusions he has read in his previous reading, and teaches Shi Zhuzi to write his own name.

"I heard that, the scholar's words are true. The battlefield is a killing field. You can't do it with great strength. You 120 people should practice hard. It will be of great use in the future."

Shi Zhuzi replied half-understood: "Well, I listen to the general."

Zhang Cheng shook his head helplessly, and said to Wang Yuanjing: "Yuanjing, you have to work harder. These common people have to compile household registers, and write down their names, ages, origins, kinship, specialties, etc. .”

Wang Yuanjing nodded and said: "The general is relieved, Yuan Jing will not disgrace his life."

"Someone will bring some supplies back to Xuan Town for you to keep and call, and some will arrange for sergeants to assist you."

In a blink of an eye, they arrived at the tent where the wounded soldiers were, and Zhang Cheng let them go back.

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