Nanming Engineer

Chapter 256
The steady guy named Old Man Mo was overjoyed and highly motivated when he received the praise. He quickly bowed and thanked him, then raised his head and offered advice: "Tou Chen, the Tatars' convoy is cheating this time, but our people and cars will never be fooled." Calling me for tea must have some purpose, whether it's overt or covert..."

He stretched out one hand, and made a tiptoe gesture with two fingers. Everyone is a fine person, and they are clear-eyed when they see it. Chen Xiang smiled and said: "Yes, we think the same, the daytime is a fake , then really, it must have been night."

He snorted through his nostrils, slapped his palm heavily on the table, shaking up a cloud of dust, and growled in his mouth: "The tartars have grown their brains and started to play tricks and tricks. They don't know that we Chinese are the only ones who use tricks." Ancestors! After reading "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms", you learn how to use wit in the Han Dynasty, which is ridiculous and generous."

Old Man Mo also laughed and said, "Chen, what shall we do?"

Chen Xiang grinned, and said bluntly: "What else can I do? Go, go to rest and sleep, recharge your energy, I will be on the first shift, change every two hours, two people in each shift, guard the gate Staring at the official road, I put out all my tricks, and found that the Qing army was out of the city, regardless of whether it was a grain truck or not, it woke me up!"

Everyone agreed amidst laughter.

One day without talking, the door of the big car shop was open, facing the official road extending from the city gate, two idlers were sitting on stools, with their chests exposed and their feet scratching, bragging about each other Fart, lazy and unserious, even the signboard banner on the door with a long pole is drooping feebly. When people pass by, they think it's just an ordinary big flag. Car shop, nothing out of the ordinary.

It's just that they didn't notice that the people sitting at the door would be replaced by two every few hours, and these two people, who seemed listless and yawned, would stare at each other when cars and horses passed by on the official road. In the past, vigilantly scrutinized the goods on the car and the people who drove the car.

It wasn't until evening, when the moon was high in the sky and there were no traces of people on the official road, that the big car shop closed its door, but there was a gap left in the door, and there were still four eyes looking out from the crack.

As for Chen Xiang, he went back to sleep after changing his guard in the afternoon, woke up once during the second watch, walked around the door, asked the person on duty if there was nothing unusual, and then went back to sleep.

The silence lasted until the third watch, when suddenly several lanterns were lit on the Anding Gate, and the gatekeepers sent out horse-riding sentries at the city gate, and searched the surrounding area. Fortunately, the guy from the cart shop hid inside the gate and did not make a sound. , the sentry cavalry didn't realize that there were still people peeping inside the gate so late, they ran back after turning around, and after a while, the city gate opened wide, and a team of motorcades that were bigger than the ones during the day came out .

The leader was Malaxi, with a long knife in his hand, wearing two layers of armor, riding his horse vigorously in front of him, followed by Baiba Yala's guards, accompanied by Meng Qiaofang, Governor of Shaanxi.

"My lord, the governor is here. Please take care of me, my lord." Meng Qiaofang reined in the gate of the city, cupped his fists and said to Malaxi, "This is the key point of this trip, and nothing can be lost. My lord, be careful!"

"Don't worry, Governor, Su Le's suspected soldiers have gone away during the day, and Ming Dog doesn't know there is a fraud in it, so he must have fallen for it and blocked Su Le in the front. Although the general has few soldiers, he has a bright future and no worries!" Malaxi said. Smiling, he lifted his cloak, cupped his hands at Meng Qiaofang and said, "It's cold in the night, please come back, Governor, I was going!"

After saying that, Malaxi laughed loudly, patted his horse and swung his whip proudly, and led a group of Ba Yala cavalry, marched towards the official road.

The team of creaking grain carts followed his horseshoes, and under the guard of a thousand Qing soldiers, followed them with torches and lanterns. No noise was allowed in the queue, no one dared to speak, and there were Qing soldiers on the side. When a coachman was found to be talking, he whipped his whip over, so the convoy was very quiet, only the horsewhip was whipped on the animals pulling the cart, making a "cracking" sound.

Meng Qiaofang stood at the gate of the city, watching the convoy go away, slowly disappearing into the darkness, and the last gleam of light disappeared from sight, only to feel a stone fall to the ground, let out a long breath, turned around and went back to the house to sleep .

When the surroundings became quiet and there were no more neighing and wheels, the back door of the big cart shop by the official road was opened, and two people came out to look around, then retreated, and after waiting for a while, another group of people came out.

Standing in it, Chen Xiang looked around vigilantly, and then patted the shoulder of a person beside him. The eyes of that person were shining in the darkness, and they turned out to have a pair of rare night eyes.

Chen Xiang took out a small bamboo tube sealed with wax, handed it to the man, and said a few words in his ear. The man nodded repeatedly, then knelt down on one knee to bid farewell to Chen Xiang, jumped up and ran to the door behind the store. In the wilderness, several ups and downs disappeared.

Chen Pinggong went far away before reconfirming that there was no one around, and after there was nothing abnormal, he closed the door and entered.

The night was calm again. From the city gate to the official road in front of the big car shop, the insects were singing and the grass was moving, and the wind was blowing the leaves. Under the faint moonlight, it was frozen and quiet like a picture scroll.

The murderous intent after this silence is the strongest.

Prime Minister Chen's men did not follow the official route, but only took the mountain trails. In order to be safe, three people were always escorting such urgent news. However, the three did not set off at the same time, but first and last. It's the same content, so in case one person dies unexpectedly, there are two others who can ensure the message is delivered.Once one of them is caught, the first thing to do is to destroy the letter he sent. This is the first lesson for Kuizhou Army spies. If he does not disclose military information after being caught, then his family members will be treated as martyrs, and they will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of their lives, and their children can also join the Kuizhou Army. , you can also study, but once you rebel and surrender to the enemy, all this will be lost. The fate of the family members living as hostages in Wanshou City can be imagined.

Therefore, since the establishment of the spy team, there has been almost no case of defection and surrender after being captured. Everyone is loyal and unyielding. Once there is no hope of escape, they will kill themselves one after another. On the other hand, there is also the deep trust of the spies in the Kuizhou Army.

Laws form an army, and rules are above all else. This is Wang Huan's philosophy of governing the country.

The secret agent took a small road through the mountains. Although the trek was difficult and dangerous, it was much closer than the official road. In addition, the convoy was large and the pace was slow. Therefore, when the secret agent arrived at the contact point in the Qinling Mountains agreed with Wang Huan, the people at the contact point would then When the message bamboo tube was delivered to the valley where Wang Huan was hiding, Malaxi's convoy had just reached the entrance of Ziwu Valley, and Suler's enemy-baiting team had just arrived outside Chencang City.

Wang Huan pried open the wax seal on the bamboo tube, and after reading the exhibition letter carefully, the corners of his mouth twitched and he laughed.

He handed the letter to the Kuizhou army sitting in groups in the wooden house, and said with a smile, "Mr. Chen has done a good job. He even saw through the tricks of the Tartars just by his eyesight. You should give it a credit!"

"But the Tartars have learned a lot, knowing that we are going to cut him off, and came up with Li Daitao's idea of ​​being stiff. This is not like the Tartars. When did they grow their brains?" Zu Bian read the secret letter and laughed. Got up, and said in agreement.

Ma Long frowned, raised his head and asked, "Since we know that Chen Cang Road is a fake to lure the enemy, and Ziwu Valley is still the right one, what should we do? Should we follow the plan and go straight to Ziwu Valley, or pick the hard persimmons to eat first and beat them?" Get rid of this group of Tartar soldiers?"

Zu Bian was startled, then looked at Ma Long strangely, bared his teeth, and said, "Old Ma, are you stupid? Why bother with him when you know it's fake? Let him go, we're going to rob food."

However, Ma Zuoheng shook his head, and distinguished Ma Long: "Master Zu is wrong. What Master Ma means is that there are four to five thousand Tartars. It is impossible for there to be so many Eight Banners soldiers in Xi'an City. They must be Hanzhong defenders." If we can eat them, then the entire Hanzhong Plain will wipe out another big enemy. Lord Wang often said that if there are few Tartars, one will be wiped out, and we will have a large number of Han Chinese. The Tartars are dead."

Zu Bian froze for a moment, apparently not thinking of this, and was stunned, while Ma Long and Wang Huan looked at Ma Zuoheng with some appreciation. Mr. Qian, who was born in a white soldier, had not been with Wang Huan for long, and he was about to wipe out the enemy It is not easy to understand the military common sense of a living force so deeply.

Wang Huan said with a smile: "That's right, Ma Long's proposition is reasonable, we should think carefully about how we should choose."

He spread out a map for everyone to gather. This map is very crude, obviously hand-painted by himself, and the scale is seriously distorted, but the geographical mountains and rivers, the big directions can be seen at a glance.

This is the map he drew based on the memory of later generations and after asking the nearby mountain people. It is a geographical map of the Qinling Mountains, including the geographical map of Hanzhong and Xi'an. All the passes and passages in the Qinling Mountains are drawn on it. In this era, it is impossible. get more.

He commented with a finger diagram: "Ziwu Valley and Chencang Road are separated by mountains. The trails in the mountains are at least nearly [-] miles. If we want to capture two groups of people at the same time, it is almost impossible with the army and horses we have." .”

"Chen Xiang's secret letter said that the Tartars lured the enemy's army and horses, and there were 2000 guards alone. They were all sturdy soldiers of the Eight Banners, not the ordinary Han army and the surrendered Ming army. The difference in combat power is not trivial. And since it is to lure the enemy According to common sense, there should be more than these 2000 people. The drivers and handymen escorting the carriages are probably all pretending to be flag soldiers. In addition to them, there are at least nearly 5000 people in this group of Tartars who lure the enemy. Relying on our 6000 people to fight recklessly Even if there are equal numbers of Tazi soldiers, it will be a miserable victory, which is not in line with our purpose."

"So it's not the best policy to eat this group of tartars. Our focus should still be on the rightful lord. Since there are lures ahead, the grain convoy walking behind should not have many guards. Chen Xiang can't say that. Thousands of people, we add another 1000 to him, [-] Eight Banner soldiers, our [-] Kuizhou army is three times his size, enough to win the battle!"

Wang Huan's voice was up and down, echoing passionately in the room, inspiring everyone's heart: "In recent years, the Northwest has suffered major disasters, and it is not easy to raise food and grass. As long as this batch of food and grass is intercepted again, Hauge will not be able to stay in Sichuan, or Go back to the teacher and beg for food, or wait until Guangyuan to eat the bark and grass roots!"

(End of this chapter)