The wind rises at the end of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 55 Liao Bing
With a distance of 360 miles, Chen Wang led more than [-] cavalry all the way in a hurry, and arrived at the destination in the afternoon of the third day.

If not for the ambushes set up by bandits along the road, they could have reached Chunhua in the morning.

Even in ancient times, the city was besieged, and it was difficult to surround all the places, not to mention that the rogues did not siege the city, they just scattered and rode to be vigilant.

Under the escort of a group of cavalry, after showing his seal, Chen Wang entered the city safely.

Wang Zhaolin, the county magistrate of Chunhua, also lost his aloof attitude in the past, and even came to greet him in person.

Compared with the previous attitude of not even allowing them to enter the city, now it can be said to be as low as dust.

As soon as Chen Wang entered the city, he eagerly asked when the follow-up reinforcements would arrive.

Although Chen Wang's military position is a thousand households and a fifth-rank Pin Yi, Wang Zhaolin, the county magistrate, is only a seventh-rank.

But Chen Wang knew very well in his heart that in this era, culture is still more important than military affairs, and the relationship between these officials and officials who are Jinshi backgrounds is intricate and cannot be easily offended.

Otherwise, if a memorial is submitted, he is just a general manager now, and even with Cao Wenzhao's help, he will suffer a lot.

In the Ming Dynasty, literature was used to control military affairs, and literature was more important than military affairs. This situation reached its peak in the late Ming Dynasty. High-ranking military officers even had to kneel and salute when meeting low-ranking civil officials, such as members of the Ministry of War.

"Don't worry about the honor of the county. I will follow the order of the army to take over the defense of Chunhua city first and integrate the army in the city."

Chen Wang didn't kneel down to salute, but just arched his hands. The reason why he also wore armor when he entered the city was because he didn't want to salute.

He can be said to be ignorant of the officialdom of this era. He doesn't understand any unspoken rules or rules. No one taught him how to salute and how to salute.

"Zuo Zongbing is stationed in Binzhou. Once the rogues entrenched in Sanshui City go south, he will attack Sanshui City to share the pressure for Chunhua."

"General Cao has also led his troops to the south from Binzhou to serve as our army's follow-up."

"Most of the elite rogue bandits are horses and elite cavalry can't attack the city. The hungry soldiers in the infantry are just mobs. Chunhua's city defenses are strong, and the enemy is difficult to capture. Please rest assured."

When Wang Zhaolin heard Chen Wang mentioning Zuo Liangyu and Cao Wenzhao, his eyes almost lit up and he let out a sigh of relief.

"It's good that Cao Zongbing and Zuo Zongbing are around, and it's good that they are around..."

In Wang Zhaolin's heart now, Cao Wenzhao and Zuo Liangyu are as important as Dinghaishenzhen, and his heart has become much more stable.

Wang Zhaolin is fair-skinned and quite obese.

It's already the end of July, and it's midsummer. Although the weather has been getting colder and colder these years, the heat of summer hasn't subsided much.

Wang Zhaolin held the silk towel and kept wiping the beads of sweat rolling off his face.

Chen Wang glanced at the white and fat Wang Zhaolin, and for some reason thought of a rumor in later generations.

There was a severe drought in Henan, and the common people sold their sons and daughters, and exchanged sons for food. However, Zhu Changxun, the king of fortune, "closed the pavilion every day to drink alcohol, and only women favored music."

"History of the Ming Dynasty" records: "Fu Wang Chang Xun was killed, and he became a soldier with the blood of the king. He tasted it with mixed deer, and it was named Fulu wine."

However, it was rumored later that after Li Zicheng conquered Luoyang, he ordered people to set up a big pot, threw the fat King Fu into the pot, and stewed it with a few deer, which was named "Fu Lu Banquet".

It just so happens that Wang Zhaolin is a fair and fat man just like Fu Wang, and the opposite happens to be Li Zicheng, with a similar template.

"Is there anything wrong with my clothes?"

Wang Zhaolin noticed Chen Wang's strange gaze, and thought it was because he went out in a hurry, and his clothes were disheveled or stained somewhere.

Chen Wang withdrew his gaze again. Of course he couldn't say that he was thinking, if Li Zicheng broke through the city, would he make you into a low-profile version of "Fu Lu Banquet".

Chen Wang's face was not red, his heart was not beating, and he said in a solemn voice
"I am under the command of the army and cannot be neglected. Can the county lord tell me where the camp of the Liao soldiers is?"

Wang Zhaolin handed the sweat-stained silk scarf to the boy beside him, and then took out a new silk scarf.

"The camp of the Liao soldiers is in the northeast corner of the city."

"Chen Qianhu, you don't know how arrogant these Liao soldiers are these days!"

Wang Zhaolin cursed in a low voice with anger on his face.

"Every day there is clamor in the camp. If you want to eat meat and drink, you will curse and gesticulate with knives and guns. These days, there have been more and more disputes in the city."

There is no reason for a scholar to meet soldiers, and Wang Zhaolin is also helpless with these Liao soldiers.

On the one hand, they have to rely on them, and on the other hand, their military discipline is really frustrating.

He didn't want to let these rout soldiers enter the city, but he saw a large number of cavalry from the rogues, and there were only a few defenders in the city. Although the military discipline of these Liao soldiers was corrupt, the Liao soldiers were indeed capable of fighting, so they were put into the city immediately.

There were a lot of disputes in the city, all of which were conflicts between the Liao soldiers and the people in the city. Wang Zhaolin really couldn't solve these problems just by relying on a few groups of government servants in the county.

It is useless to go to the memorial to participate in one book, Zhang Waijia is dead, and now the biggest official of the Liao soldiers is a general.

Chen Wang's eyes lit up slightly, and when he changed his mind, he already had a simple plan in his mind.

"These disputes, can the county lord keep files?"

If you want to doze off, someone will immediately hand you a pillow.

In this era, controlling an army is nothing more than twelve words.

Pay equal attention to kindness and power, strict orders, and clear rewards and punishments.

It's easy to say, but difficult to do.

"Naturally there is, naturally there is."

A slight smile appeared on Wang Zhaolin's face.

"Then trouble the county magistrate to send someone to take my subordinates to the county government to fetch the file."

Chen Wang cupped his hands again, and asked Hu Zhili to follow Wang Zhaolin's men to the county government office to get the files.

Afterwards, Chen Wang didn't intend to communicate with Wang Zhaolin any more. After answering a few words briefly, he led a group of cavalry to the camp of the Liao soldiers in the northeast.

Along the way, there were almost no pedestrians.

In fact, most of the prefectures and counties in Shaanxi are like this, and the population of several severely affected prefectures and counties has even declined, and many cities have even become empty cities.

These cities located in Guanzhong are still relatively large.

But of course there are exceptions.

No matter how fierce the war in Shaanxi is, it will not affect the glamorous and resplendent Xi'an city.

Even when Gao Yingxiang led more than [-] troops to besiege Xi'an City, there were still sounds of silk and bamboo in Xi'an City, Qin Wang's Mansion, and the mansions of those dignitaries.

Chunhua city is not big, Chen Wang led the crowd into the city from the south, and it took only half an hour for them to reach the northeast corner of the county - outside the camp of the Liao soldiers.

Chen Wang frowned slightly, and raised his eyes to look into the camp.

The gate of the camp was wide open and there was no guard there.

But the camp was full of voices, among which were even mixed with women's voices.

(End of this chapter)