Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

chapter five hundred and ninety. a lot of money

He was full of panic and a bloody hole was punched on his back. Xie Junyou ran towards Hui in fear and ran away desperately. While running, he was still screaming in horror.

"There is an ambush! Defend on the spot!"

In fact, it is not necessary for him to say that the towering banner of writing and the rushing Liaodong Jingqi, Wen Meng was already slowly pushing up like a big boss.

It was really slow and lazy. It was rare that Wen Meng lost his energy in the war. There was no way. Mao Jue asked him to take the Tieshan Corps, known as the First Army of Dongjiang, and was equipped with the Tieshan Corps. After Mao Jue experienced previous major and minor battles, his combat quality even surpassed that of the general auxiliary troops of the newly established corps. More than 30,000 people stayed in Guihua City for half a year. Just for Mao Jue's order, they robbed the Dashun Army transportation team!

This Liaodong First Army is too out of place, right?

However, even the main general was lazy and couldn't lift his energy, the battle was still one-sided. There was no way, the gap in strength was too big!

Listening to Xie Junyou's panic shouts, Shunjun, who was in front of the army, rushed over to defend with a big knife and spear, but the cavalry in front of Liao Town took out a carbine for a long time and beat him up. Dozens of people fell on the mountain road like dominoes, and then threw the carbine back and slashed it with a saber. The big blade made a crackling sound, and two bloody paths were drawn on both sides of the ox cart. Before he could react, the people who were escorted to Shunjun were slashed up and their heads were flying.

With a click, Shun Jun, who was holding a big gun and trying to get on, was cut off by a big knife, and he suddenly lay on the box, and the sticky blood dripped down the box.

The rhyme army selected by Li Zicheng was quite good at it. It was not a pure refugee army. Seeing that the road could not resist the elite cavalry of the Liao soldiers, the Dashun army on both sides of the chariot ran towards the dangerous slopes on both sides of the road, trying to use the terrain to resist.

However, the place where Mao Jue started his business was called Baishan Heishui! In the mountains, the Liao people were even more like fish in water than these refugee soldiers from Henan. This one was still looking at the Liao soldiers on the road. Suddenly, there were dense gunfires behind the other one. The unprepared Shunjun once again opened blood holes.

"Kill the duck!!!"

Holding a bayonet, Liaodong animals with muscles all over their bodies clanged their tongues and ran down with grinning. The Shun Army, who had originally planned to gain a superior geographical advantage, became enemies from both sides. In the battle of ping-pong swords and soldiers, the bodies rolled down like blood gourds.

Some were even beaten to the large box of the ox cart by the Liao Zhen soldiers who rushed down the mountain and were beaten to death by the bayonet.

After all, the First Army of Liao Town is well-known. The second-line corps of the Shun Army directly beat the children.

After the war came here, the glorious tradition of the Dashun Army was once again fully demonstrated. If you can't beat it, you will run away! The entire convoy of two or three thousand large cars were dragged for more than ten miles. The front army was defeated, and the ones with more conscience behind were still pulled by the big cart. They couldn't pull it away. The smarter ones simply threw away the things in their hands and snatched them from the arsenal of the capital. They put on their armor for less than two days and threw them on the ground. After drilling into the big valley, they became flat-headed ordinary people again.

On the one hand, the combat effectiveness was not good, and on the other hand, the mountains and ridges that were escorted away these days also consumed almost the energy. This war of 60,000 people became a legendary war recorded in the draft of Qing Dynasty history. Three of the Liao Town were killed in battle and injured more than 100 people. The ones who died were still because they were too reckless and did not hold them in the trap. They hit the Shun Army's weapons and killed them. The Shun Army was killed more than 700, kneeled down and surrendered more than 4,000, and the rest ran away.

This battle was brilliant enough! But Wen Meng still couldn't get angry and walked lazily with a horse whip.

"General General, it's so awesome! He defeated 30,000 enemies, and he lost three of them. Even if his grandson is alive, he will not be as powerful as the master!"

The Dongjiang Army was really degenerate, and the wind of bragging and slapping was getting up. Looking at his listless head, Captain He, who had made military achievements, was smiling and struggling with his thumbs up there. But Wen Meng was so angry that he slapped him on the face.

"Get out! What's the difference between beating a group of second-hand men who transported food and beating Su Changmei that fat man? It's embarrassing to spread it. What kind of military merit is it?"

With a depressed face leaning against the box, Wen Meng was depressed and underestimated: "I really don't know where I offended the King of Liao! No one of the tough battles of eating meat was my turn. I actually ate the leftovers. Didn't I bring things to the King of Liao during the Chinese New Year last year? But that's why he didn't allow the generals to give gifts! I went back this time to carry some? His mother, Li Chuangzhe, was going to fight in front of Shanhaiguan, and giving things was a bite of leftover bones!"

I really didn't expect that the commander, who had always been a big beard and rough man, would be like a grudge in his deep boudoir, and his face was as dark as a pig's liver. He forced himself to laugh, but he didn't laugh out loud, and he spoke again.

"Grandmaster! Think about it, what if the birth gift is all the money? If the Liao King doesn't send you, he will send you, which means he trusts you!"

"Take the kid, you have watched too much of "Water Margin"! You are still the birth date! Just the blood-urination sample of Li Chuangzi's poor blood, what money can he have!"

"Besides, money can compare to Li Chuangzi's military merits of more than one million yuan... Oh my go!"

As he spoke, a few soldiers in front of him had already opened the alley. Suddenly, a dazzling light almost frightened his eyes. The long legs jumped over like a rabbit in disbelief. They snatched their hands and didn't move them up all at once. Then they squatted down and bite them a bite, and then shouted in disbelief.

"Old He, your grandson, is really a crow-mouth! Get the box open and take a look!"

Listening to Wen Meng's shouting, a group of Liao soldiers were also excited. The bayonet was used as a crowbar and pried up one by one, one box, silver! Two boxes, silver! Three boxes, silver! They drove more than a dozen cars in a row, and each piece was heavy silver board, with more than fifty kilograms.

Finally, he took it seriously. Wen Meng grinned and shouted. The Liaodong animals who had just finished the war were energetic and didn't even want to capture them. They kicked in the butts, and then happily took over the ox and horse carriages in the eyes of the Shunjun. He shouted and drove them up according to the Datong Basin.

While walking, Wen Meng was still tilting his mouth and shouting happily: "It's all slower, clean your hands and feet. This is the King of Liao! Your rewards are indispensable. If you don't have clean hands and feet, you shouldn't have to take them. I cut your eggs!"

"My Lord General! Who can handle the big silver board that is more than fifty kilograms? Besides, where can I hide it if I take it?"

Seeing his head being knocked unconscious by the huge amount of silver, President He had a bitter face and spread his hands helplessly. However, after persuading him, he slapped his thighs with emotion.

"By the way, King Liao is really a clever plan. How could he know that Li Chuang could have such a huge amount of silver passed by here? We even made us ambush for half a year and intercept it! If Li Chuangzi knew about this, he wouldn't be angry to death!"

The speaker is unintentional, and the listener is intentional. Wen Meng is careless in three hundred and sixty-five days a year, but he got enlightened on this day. Suddenly he slapped his forehead, and he grinned and slapped his face.

"Stop! Stop! Stop!"

"What's wrong with Mr. Jiang? Did you miss the money?"

"No, it's much more important than money. Personally barracks, choose the best horse, hurry up and follow me!"

Amid Wen Meng's roar, hundreds of Liaodong elite cavalry just came back and roared and ran towards the Dongfang Mountain Road again.

Not to mention, Xie Junyou was really lucky. He was the first to be ambushed and attacked by the Tieshan Corps. The old boy fled with gunshot wounds and ran away for him. However, compared with Wen Meng's refreshing spirit, he felt like he was lost and dejected.

Forty million taels of silver! The King of Chuang worked hard in the capital for more than ten days and offended all the scholars and officials of the Ming Dynasty. He then got the huge sum of money. In order to establish the capital of Xi'an, repair the palace and reward the civil and military officials and the army, he lost the funds in his hands. Xie Junyou could already imagine that after the news was passed back, Li Zicheng and Liu Zongmin and other leaders were angry.

But it wouldn't be possible if he didn't go back. His kid is still in the capital! He looked back step by step while covering his bloody wound.

But this time, something happened again. Suddenly, a stream of dust rose up behind his back. He saw that he was full of courage and shouted in horror.

"Chasing soldiers! Go quickly! Go quickly!"

In fact, it is not necessary for him to say that the soldiers who were already terrified of him ran away with him. However, how could the two legs run faster than the four legs? Besides, these people were all tired and weak. After running less than a few miles, they were chased by Wen Meng's cavalry and surrounded.

Looking at the cold carbine barrel beside him, Shunjun, who was surrounded, also made a fierce move, shouting that he would turn the big sword and spear toward the outside, and Xie Junyou roared shrillly.

"Brothers, I can't escape anymore. I can fight for one to make money, fight for two to make money, fight for one to make money, fight with Liaogou!"

"Fight for your mother! Are you the leader of this group?"

Before he could finish his words, the ugly Northeast Yiner had already started to scream and curse. He walked to the front and looked at Xie Junyou who was covering the wound on his back. Wen Meng threw the reins over and waved his slap.

"Liu Da, where is my medical bag? Throw it down for this stupid roe deer!"

"Don't die! Go back and tell you Li Chuangzi quickly, my birthday gift is my Wen Mengjie!"

It's really like there's nothing more bullying than this. If you steal your stuff, you have to tell you back and call the police quickly! As the Shunjun was stupid, this group of Liao soldiers threw down more than thirty horses like the angels who saved the life and helped the wounded. They turned around and left again. Looking at Wen Meng's swaying horse butt, his face turned purple, Xie Junyou shouted in anger.

"Wu, Liao Gou, what do you mean?"

Unfortunately, no one paid attention to him! Shunjun, who survived the disaster, looked at me, and finally looked at you, and finally fell on Xie Junyou.

"What should I do if Dazhangjia?"

"What should I do? Get on!"

Although I don’t know why Wen Meng was fucked and had any conspiracy, I must report it when I go back to report the news. As soon as I gritted my teeth, Xie Junyou turned over and climbed onto the horse’s back, and then slapped the horse’s butt hard.
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next