Chapter Ninety-Nine: Eight Hundred Miles of Urgent Money Pass

In the seventh year of China, on January 27, Ili, heavy snow!

Xia Wanchun took off his spring shirt, changed into a heavy fur, and was fully armed.

The snow in Ili this year was so heavy that the recesses of the mountains barely reached the thighs, and even on the flat ground, a layer of snow half a foot thick was covered.

Chen Chong, who had wrapped himself like a bear, stepped forward and saluted: "Governor Qiqi, the whole army is ready, and you can go." ”

Xia Wanchun got on a horse-drawn plough and reached out to catch a few snowflakes, and said with a smile: "I have endured for half a year, I have been humiliated for half a year, and now, it is time for Lao Tzu to take revenge." ”

Chen Zhong laughed and said, "It will be as the governor wishes." ”

With that, with a wave of his hand, the horse-drawn plough at the head of the row slowly started, and soon, one after another plough full of soldiers quietly left Ili City.

Cui Liang stood at the head of the city and saw the black army leave Ili City, and then said to the soldiers guarding the gate: "Close the city gate and prepare for battle." ”

As soon as the soldiers agreed, they closed the gates, and the artillery standing at the head of the city was also filled with shells according to the prepared directions, and waited for the enemy to attack, so as to carry out the fatal blow.

After checking the city defense, Cui Liang returned to the Governor's Mansion and walked straight into Xia Wanchun's bedroom, today, he was going to carry out Empress Qian's order.

The bedroom that used to be as warm as spring was as cold as an ice cellar, and the three beautiful Kazakh princesses fell on the thick fur, long without the breath of life, and even a layer of hoarfrost appeared on the delicate faces of the past.

Their expressions were very surprised, and this expression had frozen on their faces.

There were many people who died in the room, all of whom were given by the Kazakh khans to Xia Wanchun's Youling and musicians.

They died very quietly, if it weren't for the black blood stains spilling out of their eyes, noses, mouths, and ears to prove that they were dead, Cui Liang would have thought that they were just asleep.

On the table in the bedroom, there were still documents that Xia Wanchun had not finished, Cui Liang glanced at the last time left for review, and found that it was ugly.

Other words? Last night? After Xia Wanchun dealt with these Kazakhs, he still handled a lot of official business in this room? Until General Chen Zhong prepares his men and horses? He had just left the cold room.

Cui Liang put away most of the documents that Xia Wanchun had reviewed, and then clapped his hands? Immediately, more than a dozen men in black walked into the room.

Cui Liang said lightly: "If the governor asks where these people are, he will say that they were sent to a distant place by me." ”

The man in black is silent? Continue to stand in the room and wait for Cui Liang's order.

"Get rid of the excess!"

The man in black immediately took action? In the time of a cup of tea, Xia Wanchun's study returned to its former appearance, with only one bed and one table? A chair? and two large bookshelves.

The ground was carefully scrubbed by the man in black, and incense was lit, Cui Liang opened the window and door, and immediately a large canopy of snowflakes poured into the room, blowing the books on the table and making a rattling sound.

The curtain shook uneasily? The door crackles against the door frame, though? The bloody gas, which was not too thick, was also completely carried out of the room by this cold wind.

Cui Liang checked the room and didn't see anything that shouldn't have appeared? So he went outside and brought firewood and lit it in the tall fireplace? After the orange flame beats? The cold room slowly warmed up.

The Governor won't change rooms? According to Cui Liang's understanding of the young governor, it must be like this. Months of kinky. Extravagance, extravagant life, for this young governor, who had already experienced countless prosperity, was nothing more than a practice.

Cui Liang didn't feel the need to tell others that these people were killed by Xia Wanchun, he still had a great future, and he needed an innocent identity, and he couldn't be contaminated with such an undishonorable thing.

After dealing with these things, Cui Liang once again came to the city wall, sat in an adobe tower, drank hot tea, watched the wind and snow, and waited for the possible enemy.

In nearly half a year, Xia Wanchun used the means of harmony, trade, and alliance to transfer Heshi from the mountain pass area, which was thousands of miles away, to a place less than one hundred and fifty miles away from Ili City.

The Kazakhs are very fond of trading with the Han Chinese, after all, only the Han people have all the goods they need, and only those exquisite goods in the hands of the Han people can make them earn a lot of gold and silver coins in the river area.

Only the Han people will buy wool that is worthless to them.

Therefore, it is very important for the Kazakhs to trade with the Kazakhs every two months.

Although the Han Chinese repeatedly proposed to transfer the place of trade from the mountain pass to the city of Ili, in the eyes of the Kazakhs and the information they received, it was just that the Han merchants were worried that the fruits of their trade could not be transferred to wealth and were robbed by those horse thieves.

The Kazakhs had no worries about this, because the Han Chinese traded with the Kazakh armies, and in order to protect their property from being robbed by the Dzungars, they brought with them their own cavalry that terrified the enemy.

Xia Wanchun's purpose this time is to annihilate the cavalry of the Kazakhs!

Cold, heavy snow, are the worst enemies of cavalry!

As long as this raid is successful, Xia Wanchun will be sure enough to destroy the three Kazakh tribes!

After the three Kazakh tribes were defeated, the end of Dzungar Batur Huntaiji had come.

Until the afternoon, Cui Liang still did not wait for the attack of the Dzungars.

The scouts sent out did not find the Dzungar army within a hundred miles.

As for the scouts sent to contact Xia Wanchun's subordinates, none of them returned, which shows that Xia Wanchun has not yet launched a surprise attack on the Kazakhs.

While Cui Liang was anxiously waiting, a white-faced and beardless fat man rode a camel and was escorted to Ili City by fifty Ming cavalry.

The fat man looked very tired.

After reading the paperwork, Cui Liang felt very sympathetic to the fat man in front of him who had the same aura as himself.

"Give me a room, a pot of hot soup, ten catties of mutton, and if you can, a pot of spirits."

Qian Tong fell wearily on a sheepskin.

His lips were chapped and his face and hands were covered with chilblains, and he spread out his body like a fat pig waiting to be slaughtered.

Cui Liang was very sympathetic to this person.

No matter who rushed from Hangzhou to Ili in two and a half months at an expedited speed of 800 miles, he deserves the sympathy of others.

The cook brought a pot of soup noodles, and the fat man's eyes were green, and he ignored the mutton, and tried his best to attack this pot of hot noodles, and at this moment, even the pot of liquor could not arouse his interest.

When the fat man finished eating the soup noodles and poured them on the sheepskin and drank the liquor in small sips, Cui Liang smiled and said, "You are also a eunuch? ”

Qian Tong raised his head and looked at Cui Liang and said, "I really want to be a eunuch at this moment." ”

"Oh? You weren't a eunuch before? ”

Qian Tong patted his crotch. The next thing said: "Never, it's just a eunuch who pretended to be a eunuch for more than two years in order to kill Cao Huachun." ”

"If it's a meritorious service, why do you want to be a eunuch?"

Cui Liang was very interested in this issue, and it was the first time he had met this kind of person.

Qian Tong sighed and said, "I almost made a mistake, and then I was rushed here by His Majesty for eight hundred miles." ”

Cui Liang patted Qian Tong's fat belly and said, "Look at your appearance, it's really corrupt." ”

Qian Tong stroked his belly and said: "When I was in Hangzhou, I was at least a hundred pounds heavier than now, forget it, don't talk about this, Your Majesty spared me once, and sent me here to make new contributions, I am already very satisfied, I don't know where Governor Xia is, I will go to report." ”

Qian Tong got up with difficulty as he spoke, and asked Cui Liang to lead the way.

Cui Liang shook his head and said, "Governor Xia is at the Lingxi Mouth at this time. ”

Qian Tong was stunned for a moment and said: "Lingxikou is a place to trade with the city, what kind of business needs the governor to take risks personally?" This is my job, please send someone to send me to Lingxikou and the city at once. ”

As he spoke, Qian Tong had already put himself in the position of the senator of the grain road, a position that was qualified to question the governor's decision.

Cui Liang looked at the money channel: "The governor is going to do a business with no capital this time, if this business is done, maybe we will be able to fight in the Western Regions." ”

Qian Tong was not surprised by Cui Liang's words, whether it was a general or a feudal official outside the Ming Dynasty, they were all masters of doing business without capital, Xia Wanchun did this, in Qian Tong's opinion, there was no surprise at all.

Qian Tong took off his coat, put on a cowhide armed belt on his back, found his weapon from a large backpack, and began to hang it on his body, Cui Liang saw his skillful appearance, and smiled: "You want to go to Lingxikou and City?" ”

Qian Tong hung up his weapon, put on his coat again, tried to draw the weapon a few times, and found that the coat was not too much of an obstacle, so he scooped up a spear from the wall, pulled the bolt and added a bullet to it, put the gun on his back, and waited for Cui Liang to send him a mount.

Cui Liang gave Qian Tong sixty men and equipped twenty climbing plows.

Qian Tong got on the plow, and when he saw that the horse was easily dragging him and the two soldiers on the foot-thick snow, he couldn't help but give a thumbs up to Cui Liang, who was left behind by him.

Thick snow can greatly hinder the speed of war horses, and horse-drawn plows can greatly reduce the impact of the shortcomings of the Ming army's lack of horseback on horseback on the battle.

The most important thing is that the hooves of the horse in front of me pulling the plough are far larger than other horses, and can even be more than twice as large.

If the horse's hooves are big, it can effectively solve the problem of the horse's hooves being fallen by the snow, and it seems that Xia Wanchun really deserves to be His Majesty's disciple.

At this time, the sky gradually darkened, and Qian Tong was not worried about getting lost, because there was a snow track on the road that was crushed by countless climbing plows, and it was extremely easy to pull a horse to run on the snow track.

When it was dark, the soldiers lit torches on the plows, and the white snow and ice disappeared in an instant when they fell on the torches.

The torch reflected Qian Tong's face, and at this time, he found that his tired body was actually alive again, he took off his gloves, held the spear in his arms, and warmed his hands and the bolt part with his chest.

Only in this way can we devote ourselves to the battle at the first time.