Chapter 774 People’s support
Yan Song felt weak all over. He knew that if Sun Chonglou had been a step slower or had deliberately stood aside, he would have lost his life.
Yuan Fu went into battle to kill the enemy, but ended up giving his head away.
Emperor Jiajing couldn't afford to lose this person.
The external propaganda line was immediately unified: Yuan Fu fought bravely and died of exhaustion.
So the funeral turned into a happy event.
As soon as Yan Song left, Yan Shifan could no longer withstand the attacks!
Yan Song knew very well that his son seemed to be extremely smart, but he lacked the kind of bearing that could bring people together. If he left, the Yan Party would immediately fall apart.
The father is dead and the mother is married, and the individual takes care of himself.
The key is whether Emperor Jiajing will lend a hand to Yan Shifan.
According to Yan Song's analysis, this possibility exists, but it is extremely small.
Therefore, he must live.
And live a long life.
Not for himself, but just for Yan Shifan to escape.
Yan Song panted, "Thank you very much."
"Thank you, young master!" Sun Chonglou looked up, "Young master, wait for me!"
The fellow rode away on his horse. Yan Song looked back and found several pairs of malicious eyes staring at him... They were several enemy soldiers who were fleeing.
run!
Yan Song was startled and quickly rode his horse towards Jiang Qingzhi.
BMW is now obedient and goes wherever you tell it to go.
Yan Song thought this thing was pretty good, at least it could be ridden.
But he didn't notice that the defiant look in BMW's eyes became more intense.
The old minister caught up with Jiang Qingzhi, raised his knife, looked left and right, waiting to see if there was any fish that had slipped through the net.
"The Prime Minister is mighty!"
Hearing shouts from behind, Yan Song turned around and saw Zhao Wenhua leading the way... How dare this adopted son, who was as timid as a mouse, charge into the battle line?
Yan Song felt that his eyesight was blurry due to old age.
But Zhao Wenhua doesn't want to either!
He originally wanted to watch the fun from behind, but when he looked, he found that his old godfather was in dire straits.
If Yan Song died on the battlefield, the first thing Yan Shifan would do is to kill Zhao Wenhua!
What the hell!
He was just watching the fun, but the fun actually happened to him.
At that moment, Zhao Wenhua wanted to die!
After Yan Song escaped death, Zhao Wenhua knew that he had to make amends. So, in the surprised eyes of the civil servants, this corrupt official drew his sword and shouted righteously: "We should not let the predecessors of the Han and Tang dynasties take the lead. Kill the enemy!"
Zhao Wenhua, the famous corrupt official, has personally charged into the battle line. What are we waiting for?
Everyone looked at each other.
In fact, many civil servants had already thought about charging into the battle line, but they were just too embarrassed to do so.
In the general context of using civil officials to control military power, civil officials charging into battle are just doing nothing.
Warriors are lowly people, that is, lowly people. You, a descendant of a saint, actually do lowly things... Are you crazy?
Before a nation sinks, it is bound to be accompanied by the weakening of its army. And the prelude to the weakening of the army is that no one is willing to fight and die for the nation!
A civil official drew his sword and said, "I... I also practiced this in my time, killing the enemy!"
“Who hasn’t practiced?”
"The way of a gentleman also includes riding and shooting!"
"Buddhism is compassionate, but it also has the wrathful eyes of a Vajra, killing the enemies!" A Buddhist drew his sword and roared.
"Kill the enemy!"
One by one, the civil servants rushed forward amid the incredulous gazes of the accompanying guards.
Finally, there was only one civil servant left. Under the contemptuous gazes of the crowd, he said slowly: "Idiot, if you want to kill the enemy, you can't follow the crowd. How can anyone kill you if you follow a group of people?"
As he spoke, the civil servant spurred his horse and galloped to the right.
Although the right wing's counterattack was successful, it suffered heavy losses after all, and left behind some... dozens of surviving enemy troops.
These enemy troops were looking at the Ming army chasing them in confusion, not knowing what to do.
At this moment, someone saw a Ming Dynasty civil servant roaring at him.
I couldn't help but be stunned.
What is this for?
Surrender?
In an instant, dozens of enemy soldiers knelt down.
The civil servant was stunned, "They actually surrendered?" Then he roared, "These are the invincible cavalry you mentioned? These are the grassland warriors that you said made my people tremble with fear? Fuck you!"
The civil servant roared and rode his horse to chase the Ming army that was counterattacking on the right wing.
"Kill the enemy!"
There was a sense of relief in that roar.
It was as if something that had been restraining me for years suddenly broke.
The enemy was completely defeated.
The Ming army no longer cared about any tactics and launched a pursuit and killing campaign in units of hundreds or even small flags.
The cavalry on both wings are trying their best to overtake the enemy's fleeing soldiers and defeat them.
But the motivation to escape drove the enemy to use all their strength, even if it meant beating their horses' buttocks to pieces.
……
On the top of Datong City, Zhang Da was looking far into the distance and saw a crowd of people rushing to the north. His heart was pounding, and he ordered, "Open the city gates and go ask them on horseback."
"General, someone is coming."
More than ten riders were galloping towards this side.
Come forward and rein in your horse.
Thousands of defenders on the city walls looked at them.
The leading cavalryman reined in his horse and the warhorse stood up.
The cavalry shouted, "The Lord ordered us to come and report the victory."
Zhang Da trembled, "Is it a great victory?"
The cavalry said proudly: "The enemy army was completely defeated, and Altan was fleeing for his life. Lord Bo ordered the whole army to pursue him!"
"Open the city gate!" Instantly, Zhang Da's back straightened, his face flushed, and his body trembled...
The city gate opened and more than ten cavalrymen rushed into the city.
After the army left the city, the people hiding in their homes either prayed or carried their bags and held weapons such as kitchen knives, waiting for bad news.
There was a family in the north of the city. The grandfather was over sixty years old and claimed to be knowledgeable. After the army left the city, he asked his family to manage the family property and divide it equally among everyone.
"The most important thing is dry food." Grandfather said in that heavy tone.
The son asked: "Dad, maybe we will win big!"
"I have eaten more salt than you have eaten bread." The grandfather said in a tone of experience: "Do you know when was the last time the Ming Dynasty defeated the barbarians on the grassland?" The children and grandchildren shook their heads, and the women on the other side murmured in panic.
"It was during the time of Emperor Chengzu." Grandfather sneered, "For so many years, I have watched those civil officials and military generals swearing that... this trip will definitely lead to victory. This trip will definitely lead to a direct attack on Huanglong... But after so many years, those lofty words have turned into bones."
"That's Long Weber!" One of the grandsons was obviously a fan of Jiang Qingzhi and defended his idol.
"Over the years, Datong has produced famous generals and won many victories, but those were small-scale battles. Altan has an army of 200,000. Even if it's just boasting, there must be 150,000, right? How many do we have? Less than 100,000. Even if Long Wei Bo has 10,000 hands, he can't stop us."
Grandfather said earnestly: "If you don't listen to the advice of the elderly, you will suffer in the end. Remember, don't listen to those people's nonsense."
"Someone is shouting." The old wife came over, squinting her eyes and listening, the wrinkles on her face suddenly squeezed together, "What is it... Jie..."
"Great victory!"
The shouts came along with the sound of horse hooves.
"The enemy was defeated and our army won a great victory!"
"Great victory!"
"Altan Khan is fleeing in a panic, and our army is chasing him!"
"Great victory!"
The old wife's mouth trembled, and she pointed outside. "Listen!"
"Wan Sheng!"
Cheers surged towards the city from the north gate.
"Wan Sheng!"
Grandfather was stunned. "Great victory? Could it be..."
"Wan Sheng!"
There were cheers coming from next door.
Squeak!
Someone actually risked opening the door and took a quick look outside.
"Close the door!" Grandfather yelled.
The grandson opened the door and looked back, and several pimples on his face burst with excitement.
"Grandfather, the soldiers on the city wall are cheering!"
The son slapped his thigh and said, "If we were defeated, the officers and soldiers would be in a panic right now. Since they are cheering, it must be a real victory."
"Wan Sheng!"
Amid cheers, the people sent by Zhang Da arrived. They rode their horses at full speed and shouted a great victory.
Squeak!
The door of the neighbor's house next door opened, and a young girl's head popped out. She glanced at the top of the city wall, turned her head to the right, and saw her grandson who was looking out.
The two boys and girls looked at each other, the boy's mouth twitched and the girl lowered her eyes.
"I...I will join the army tomorrow!" said the boy.
"Okay!" The girl raised her head, "I...I'll embroider a purse for you."
"I will come back with military merits to marry you!" The young man's eyes were full of passion.
"Great victory!"
The people in the alley opened their doors and walked out regardless of any ban.
Then they arrived at the places along the street. The common people rushed out of their homes and looked at the soldiers on the city wall who were holding weapons and cheering, and their eyes were filled with tears.
"Victory!"
"Yes, we won!"
"I thought we were doomed, but I didn't expect that we not only stopped Altan's army, but also won!"
"Chang Wei Bo is indeed the pillar of our Ming Dynasty!"
Amid the cheers, an old man trembled and said, "This is... This is the royal division! The royal division has not appeared since Emperor Chengzu. The royal division... May you win!"
The old man raised his arms and shouted, then his body shook and he stopped moving.
"grandfather!"
The children and grandchildren exclaimed.
On that day, the only casualty in the city was this old man.
In a house in the west of the city, several men lowered their heads in frustration.
"The uprising failed. I wanted to wait until the soldiers were badly defeated before I could make another move. But I never thought that Altan would be badly defeated. I think the leader would flee with him. Everyone."
A man looked up and said, "I want to quit."
"Are you going to betray the Holy Church?" someone roared.
"Didn't you see it?" The man sneered, "In this battle, Altan Khan was badly defeated. As one side gains, the other loses. From now on, the grassland will definitely not be a threat to the Ming Dynasty. The north will be peaceful. In a peaceful north, who would be willing to follow us to ascend to paradise? Besides, have you ever seen paradise?"
The man looked at everyone and said, "I've never seen it before."
"The leader said he had seen it."
The man said sarcastically: "The leader said that he was protected by the gods, but where were the gods? When he was beaten like a dog by Jiang Qingzhi, where were the gods?"
The man stood up and said, "I want to go home, even if I have to be a farmer."
"You're not coming back?"
"No." The man walked to the door. "As long as Jiang Qingzhi is here, I will give up."
He opened the door and looked around. The streets were full of cheering people.
The man walked out.
Walked into the crowd.
He looked at the ecstatic faces.
Suddenly my heart started beating.
"What on earth have I done all these years?"
The man covered his forehead with his hands. "Am I crazy? I actually followed the evil man of the White Lotus Sect and abandoned my wife and children. I..."
"Great victory!" a woman shouted at him ecstatically.
When a city is captured, the women will suffer the most.
However, the White Lotus Sect had frequently launched uprisings in recent years, and many women had been beheaded or died in the chaos.
"I wanted to do something for the poor people, but I became the culprit who harmed them!" The man suddenly found that his previous persistence seemed to collapse in an instant.
An indescribable emotion surged in his heart, and he couldn't help but raise his arms and shout.
"Wan Sheng!"
"Wan Sheng!"
"Wan Sheng!"
(End of this chapter)
