Twenty-five, the night with a golden knife (1)

The emperor praised it, Shen Guifen seized the opportunity to play a solo in front of the king, before it was just the Minister of Military Aircraft to meet together, and the emperor couldn't say a few words, where he can now talk about his opinions like this, hearing what Shen Guifen said about how to do the same errand, the emperor is really very satisfied, and he is really a person with a big gully in his heart, "Then these transfer matters will be handed over to you." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Shen Guifen responded, and the emperor asked again, "Do other people have any opinions?" ”

This is not Qinghai's job, so he has nothing to say, Jiang Zhongyuan wanted to say something, but when he saw the emperor's eagerness, he just kept his mouth shut, only Wang Qingqi stood up and bowed slightly, "Weichen has something to say." ”

The Emperor nodded, "Come on." ”

"As a general, he is good at using the invisible momentum to find the enemy's weakness in an instant. Weichen thought that if Lord Ronglu led the troops to fight in Kulun, if every action needed to be played by the emperor, sometimes he was afraid that the fighter would be delayed, but it would be useless in the war. ”

Jiang Zhongyuan wants to say this, there are countless examples of fiascos in the past dynasties because of the emperor's indiscriminate command and order, but Jiang Zhongyuan is not easy to say so directly, after all, he and the emperor don't play each other much, and they are not familiar with the emperor's temper, but Wang Qingqi is a close minister of heaven who can say these things, Shen Guifen raised his head slightly and looked at the emperor's face, the emperor nodded, and seemed to be a little disappointed, "What you said is extremely true, I am still in Zhili, the battle situation is changing rapidly, if you ask for instructions on everything, there will be a delay, Shen Guifen, You plan to tell Rong Lu and Wu Yundi that everything is about the war. They decided for themselves that they didn't need to ask for instructions first, but only needed to explain the situation in time. ”

Shen Guifen responded, "The emperor is wise, presumably Ronglu Wu Yundi will definitely be able to do his best." Win glory for the country. ”

"The two of them have been fighting for many years, and there must be a lot of ways to do it," the Emperor nodded, "I will talk about the Naadam Conference in Outer Mongolia at the end of August. I thought about seeing the capture of the two cities, so that I could have such dignity in the Mongol tribes of the General Assembly - this does not need to be written in the will, but the messenger should say this to Rong Lu and them, understand? ”

After the Naadam conference at the end of August, the weather in the north will turn cooler, and it will soon enter the extremely cold autumn of the northern country, which is the deadline. Shen Guifen and the others clearly knew this. So there is no doubt that the will was sent.

The slanting sun of Ulan-Ude is blood-red, just a tide of Mongolian soldiers could not attack the city, slowly retreated, leaving a lot of corpses, Yang Yuebin stood on the hill outside the city, slowly put down the binoculars, a Huang Taiji of the Tushetu Khan Department hurriedly ran up, the blood on his face had not yet had time to erase, "Lord Admiral." This city is really unbeatable, our sons and daughters of the Tushetu Khan have already died a lot, and if we continue to lose like this, our Khan King will ask for my head when I go back! ”

Yang Yuebin's eyes were red. There were two heavy dark circles under his eyes, and his beard was unshaven, and he put down the binoculars in his hand, "Old Tu," he affectionately called the leader called Tulachel, "the army of the country is about to arrive here." Long Live Lord is about to go to Kulun, when the time comes, I will lose my official position and go home to plant sweet potatoes, you, Huang Taiji of the Tushetu Khan Department, known as the tribe of the first warrior of Kulun, can't even beat a small Ulan-Ude, you will be laughed at by Long Live Lord. ”

Tulachel smiled bitterly, "Lord Yang, I'm not afraid of death, but Ulan-Ude is a small city, but this city is built with the hardest black stone, I didn't know that the tribes here were tired before, we can't beat Ulan-Ude with cavalry and muskets, even if they don't have artillery to attack us, we can only exhaust it." ”

Yang Yuebin stopped talking, and said to a Taoist priest beside him, "Daoist, what can you do?" ”

The Taoist priest shook his head, "Ulan-Ude has long been a dead city, and there is not a single black-haired and yellow-skinned person in the city, all of them have been killed by the Russians, and the original Nei should have died." ”

Yang Yuebin sighed, "That's it, in the next few days, you don't have to attack the city," Tulajie said with a happy face, "The Taoist chief said, there are hundreds of cavalry from the north, you can lead your warriors to annihilate them all, and you must drive them all away." ”

Tulajie stroked his chest with a straight face and saluted and prepared to retreat, "You don't have to keep a straight face, I'm also bitter," Yang Yuebin was very surprised that his temper was still so easy to negotiate now, and it didn't break out, "If I don't make any progress before the army arrives, don't worry, you won't have to see me again in the future, I will send you a hundred musketeers, no more." ”

Tulachel retreated very happily, Yang Yuebin shook his head, and said to the Taoist priest wearing a white lotus robe beside him, "The news from the north, thanks to you for sending it, otherwise if this son is attacked, the army's heart is already a little unstable, and I have to think about retreating." ”

"The general has captured the land south of Ulan-Ude, and the credit is not small, no one will punish the adults," the Taoist priest said with a smile, "Ulan-Ude is just a strong city, easy to defend and difficult to attack, it is nothing, if this reinforcement is defeated again, presumably the Russians of Ulan-Ude are already turtles in the urn, and no one will come to the rescue anymore." ”

"It's a pity that there are no cannons," Yang Yuebin muttered to himself, "If there are a few cannons, the Russians can't raise their heads, so there is a chance." ”

The Taoist priest waved the dust, "Lord Ronglu led the army to come, it must be with a cannon, the general, please be relieved, the poor Dao still has to treat the wounded, so he will not accompany him." ”

Yang Yuebin nodded, and then ordered his own soldiers, "Let the Mongols scatter around to patrol, don't be taken advantage of by the Russians." ”

"Yes," the soldier turned, but stood still in astonishment, "My lord, my lord, there seems to be a lot of things on the river!" ”

It is the wet season on the grassland, the water potential of the Selenge River is very large, but the current is quite gentle, Yang Yuebin picked up the binoculars, looked towards the river, from the south slowly floated over many raft-like boats, there are huge things on them, covered with oilcloth, a herald panted up and announced, "My lord, the reinforcements from the south have arrived!" (To be continued.) )

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