Chapter 73 Cleansing Up "The one who killed Yang Wan" "The one who killed Yang Wan" Listening to the shouts of killing close at hand, the old scholar Zhang Yu lay down next to a high protruding stone, his two hazy eyes full of unwillingness.
Defeated, Yang Wanzhe, who had nearly 100,000 troops, was defeated by the outside Huai bandits in the mountainous area that the Miao army was most familiar with.
As for the latter, the total number of soldiers and horses who will attack Ziyuntai tonight will not exceed 4,000.
If the leading generals of these four thousand men were Zhu, Xu, Hu, Wu and other famous giants, Zhang Yu, an old scholar, would not feel that his chosen lord was unjustly defeated.
However, from the time the two sides fought until now, none of the big bandits such as Zhu Tutu, Xu Porter, Hu Bingpi, and Wu Bangxian showed their faces.
The only one who took action was an unknown person under Xu Thief.
Moreover, this unknown man was not outstanding at leading troops in battles.
He only knew how to blindly let his men attack the center of the Miao army.
This was simply an insult to the art of war.
Zhang Yu considered himself familiar with tactics.
Since joining the army, he had followed Yang Wanzhe and experienced no less than a hundred bloody battles.
But I have never seen such ugly and barbaric tactics.
There was no strategizing, there were no legendary classic tricks such as running out of food, water, arson, and alienation.
Even the formation of troops was very sloppy.
They just took out their knives and stabbed their opponents in the heart.
However, Yang Wanzhe and Yang Qiaoqi, who were familiar with military literature and experienced in battle formations, were actually helpless against the random knife stabbed by an unknown person.
After only parrying for less than half an hour, he had to retreat in panic.
Then, he was surrounded by pursuers on the way back and accidentally got trapped in the shallows.
"Put down your weapons and hold your head with your hands."
Several pairs of iron-clad combat boots ran past the stones, and their proud voices urging surrender were deafening.
The old scholar Zhang Yu was so frightened that he trembled and instinctively raised his hands and hugged the back of his neck.
The jade cannot touch the stone, and the white crane does not need to fight the pheasant.
He is extremely talented and knowledgeable.
If he wants to die, he should grab a glass of poisonous wine and bow to the north.
He should not use his big head to head against a few pairs of evil hands holding the plow.
So it’s okay to endure the humiliation on the crotch for the time being.
You may not be able to get your capital back with profits in the future.
While he was comforting himself gloomily, another group of Huai'an soldiers ran past him with bayonets in hand.
The captain who led the team had sharp eyesight and immediately noticed the satin gown on Zhang Yu's body and the snow-white beard on his chest.
He frowned and shouted to his side, "Xiao Anzi, please stay, this seems to be a big fish."
"It's me again."
The thinnest boy in the team protested loudly, but he had to stop and turned to run towards Zhang Yu, "Squat down and hold your head.
You, tell me what your last name is.
You are so big."
You are getting old.
If you don't take care of yourself at home, why bother working around behind Butcher Yang?"
"I, I am, yes."
Zhang Yu's eyelids were numb from the flash of the three-edged bayonet, so he had to introduce himself as the other party asked.
"He is a disciple of Duke Yu Wenjing, a nephew of Duke Zhang Hui'an, a Hanlin scholar, and a descendant of the Zhang family in Luling."
"I've never heard of it."
Xiao Anzi, a new recruit, shook his head, without any admiration on his face.
"Hey, I'm not ashamed of myself.
I asked you your name.
Why did you mention others?
Do you also know that you helped Butcher Yang commit crimes and disgraced his ancestors?"
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"You are the one who has disgraced our ancestors.
I, the Zhang family, have been favored by Emperor Yuan, so I should do my best to repay the favor.
It's you fools."
Zhang Yu, an old scholar, was so stimulated that his face turned red.
He held the surface of the stone with his hands and wanted to stand up and argue with the opponent.
However, seeing the shining bayonet in the opponent's hand, his knees instantly began to weaken again, "It's you common people, no, you don't know how to serve the imperial court, but..."
"Fart!"
The recruit Xiao Anzi instinctively took half a step back, his legs and arms were ready to stab at the same time.
When he saw the other person, he suddenly squatted down and hugged his head again with his hands.
Shouzhong's bayonet could no longer stab him, and he was so angry that he couldn't help shouting: "What a stinking piece of shit your mother is doing.
When I was so hungry that I couldn't walk, wherever the court was, my mother and grandpa were swept away by the flood."
When you leave, where will the court be?
, you keep saying that you have been favored by the Emperor of the Yuan Dynasty in your life, you are already seventy and eighty years old.
When you were born, the Mongols had just invaded the Yangtze River.
What kind of favor did you, a Luzhou native, receive?
Could it be that your biological father was a Mongolian, so you never forget it?
"Recognize the ancestors and return to the clan" The last sentence was really too vicious.
Zhang Yu, an old scholar, was so stimulated that the veins on his forehead were beating wildly.
He grabbed a stone from the ground and wanted to fight the opponent desperately.
It's a pity that his movements were too slow.
As soon as he grabbed the stone in his hand, a shout came from his ears, "Put it down and hold your head with both hands, otherwise you will be killed."
"You" Zhang Yu, an old scholar, shivered with excitement, and his survival instinct instantly took over again.
He couldn't wait to throw down the stone, hugged the back of his neck and knelt down, mumbling indistinctly, "Sweep the floor gracefully, sweep the floor gracefully, sweep the floor gracefully.
I have read poetry and books since I was a child, and I became famous in the government and the public when I was less than fourteen years old.
Although today, although Misfortune fell into your hands, but you deserved it.”
"Don't brag.
What's your name?
Confess the truth quickly."
The recruit Xiao Anzi didn't want to listen to his self-pity.
He thrust his bayonet forward and interrupted sharply.
"Spare" Zhang Yu was so frightened that he couldn't care less about politeness and he blurted out his plea, "Spare your life, Lord Military.
My surname is Zhang and my first name is Yu.
I am under the command of Yang Qiaoqi."
Soldiers join the army.
If you leave my safety to the superiors, you will definitely make a great contribution."
Youdao is when a scholar meets a soldier, but you can't explain it clearly.
Speaking of which, he couldn't guarantee that the other party would give him enough respect considering that he had lived a long life.
They can only proactively tell their identities to ensure that they can see Zhu Chongjiu, Xu Da, Hu Dahai and others alive.
Then he tried every means to remind a few big bandits to worry about the reputation of scholars and let him survive.
Unexpectedly, the soldier opposite was actually a young boy who had just debuted.
After hearing him introduce himself, he shook his head again with a blank face, "Zhang Yu has never heard of it.
But since you are Yang Butcher's soldier, you should be able to Get to know him.
Stand up and follow me.
We just caught a man named Yang over there.
See if he is real or fake."
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"How can I be the one who betrayed the owner?"
Zhang Yu, an old scholar, was furious.
He waved his thin arms several times and protested in a trembling voice, "You, you should just kill me.
Otherwise, I would rather die than let you." as you wish" "Ah, you are actually braver now" Xiao Anzi, a new recruit, frowned and praised in surprise.
"I'm helping you.
Do you know that you gave advice to Butcher Yang and killed so many innocent people?
No matter how resounding your reputation is, our Huaiyang laws will not spare you.
Unless you can make up for your mistakes and turn the real Butcher Yang identified it.
Maybe when Chief Luo was judging you, he would allow you to go home and think about your past in isolation, so that you could have a good death."
"You, don't try to seduce me."
Zhang Yu shook his head desperately, but the volume of his speech involuntarily lowered a lot, "I won't be fooled by you.
Yang, Yang Qiaoqi has been kind to me.
I, how can I betray him for the sake of myself?
Xiao Anzi heard this and curled his lips in disdain.
"Forget it, just squat on the ground.
I don't believe it.
Without you, there won't be anyone who knows Yang.
But you are such a mean person.
You would rather die for a foreigner.
When those foreigners killed your compatriots, you stood by and applauded them. " "I, I have been blessed by the Great Yuan," Zhang Yu muttered in defense as his face turned purple after being scolded.
However, when I think of the vicious question the other party just said, I can no longer say the next words.
I had no choice but to stick my head into the grass and mutter in a low voice, "Sweep the floor gracefully, sweep the floor gracefully.
I have read so many books."
"If you read a lot, you don't necessarily understand the truth, and you don't necessarily have a good heart."
The recruit Xiao Anzi curled his lips and interrupted loudly again.
"Think about the stupid things you did for Butcher Yang.
How can they be worthy of the fact that the ancestor of you scholars, Butcher Yang, killed people and set fires everywhere in Jiangnan?
How could you pretend you didn't see anything?"
After that, he ignored the old scholar Zhang Yu again.
He raised his head and looked around.
I saw teams of their own robes running around at the highest point of the hill, constantly pulling out the fish that had slipped through the net from behind trees, grass, or pits, and then rushed to the designated location to contain them like ducks.
Down the hillside, countless enemy troops were arriving one after another, but they neither dared to attack upwards nor were willing to disperse.
They were swarming around like ants that had lost their target.
"Haha, I didn't catch it, I didn't catch it."
The old scholar Zhang Yu also secretly looked around and saw the piles of reinforcements at the foot of the mountain.
He couldn't help but feel proud, "You can't be happy for long.
This place is already surrounded. .
As soon as the sun comes up, Yang Qiaoqi is not in your hands."
"Shut up, if the people below dare to charge up, I will kill you first."
The recruit Xiao Anzi was furious, turned around, glared at him fiercely, and emphasized loudly.
Zhang Yu, an old scholar, was frightened and trembled, and suddenly he did not dare to express his expectations in his heart.
But a pair of dim yellow eyes were darting around, hoping that they would never see Yang Wanzhe before other Miao troops attacked.
The new recruit Xiao Anzi obviously knew that he was in trouble.
He turned his back to the old scholar Zhang Yu and moved his feet back and forth anxiously, "I caught it just now, I caught it just now.
This guy named Yang is really shameless.
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He actually traded with a soldier.
Run for your life with your clothes on” "How can those who do great things stick to small details?"
Zhang Yu, an old scholar, muttered quietly in his heart.
At the same time, he continued to secretly look under Ziyun Terrace.
Someone has already stepped forward to restrain the team.
I don’t know if it’s Yang Wanzhe’s younger brother or another chieftain.
As long as the various Miao armies who came for reinforcements reached an agreement, they could attack the mountain and chop all the Huai thieves on Ziyuntai into meat paste.
As he was thinking excitedly, he suddenly saw a Huai'an Army general not far away waving his arm and loudly ordering, "Light Yang Wanzhe's tent on fire."
"Yes" someone loudly agreed and threw down the torch.
Lit Yang Wanzhe's large tent of the Chinese army into a huge candle.
The flames rising into the sky instantly illuminated half of the hill, illuminating the jubilant Zhong Chaozi and others, the dejected prisoners, and the corpses lying on the ground.
"Pick up Yang Wanzhe's flag, helmet, and jersey for me."
Shi Liziyu, commander of the Third Army, nodded with a smile and continued to give instructions calmly.
"Yes."
All the soldiers agreed to take the order, and soon they captured a bunch of important things and lifted them all into the air with spears.
At the foot of the mountain, the soldiers of the Miao Army, who had finally begun to settle down, suddenly fell into chaos again.
The reason why they were able to hold on and not disperse was because there was still a trace of luck in their hearts.
Their coach Yang Wanzhe was not caught by the Huai'an army, but secretly hid it.
As long as everyone attacks the top of the mountain, all the Huai'an troops will be killed.
Your own coach can emerge from a hidden place again without any injuries.
"Bring all Yang Wanzhe to me and escort them to the fire."
Li Ziyu thought for a moment and quickly spoke out the third order.
"Yes," the soldiers continued to agree with a smile.
Not long after, a small group of prisoners of about the same size were pushed towards the fire.
Every face was clearly illuminated by the fire.
"Ah" Beside the stone, the old scholar Zhang Yu exclaimed in despair.
The master he was loyal to was among the prisoners, and together with the substitutes who had been captured temporarily, they were tied next to the fire.
His blood-stained face showed no trace of his usual majesty.
"Brothers, come up here!"
At the foot of the mountain, Yang Wanzhe's younger brother Yang Tingping shouted loudly, waving a machete.
"Rush forward and kill all the Huai thieves" "Rush up and kill the Huai thieves" his cronies responded loudly, taking the lead and running towards the hillside.
However, there are very few followers behind him.
Almost all the Miao soldiers, at this moment, focused their eyes on the fire, looking at the string of Yang Wanzhe, with panic on their faces.
"Rush up, kill the Huai thieves, kill the Huai thieves."
Yang Wanzhe's younger brother, Yang Ting, slashed randomly with his sword, forcing the surrounding Miao troops to attack.
But all the chieftains, little gongs and twine people turned around and walked away, refusing to obey any of his orders.
Yang Wanzhe was among the prisoners.
If the Miao troops at the foot of the mountain rushed up, he would surely die.
The other Yangs are not as supported by the mountain people as Yang Wanzhe.
Leave all the brothers under his command, and no one will survive for a few more days.
"I don't have the time to tell which of you is true and which is false."
Just as Yang Zhongping's eyes were red with anxiety, Li Ziyu raised a tin trumpet next to the fire and said calmly, "I count three, if Which one don’t you identify?
If you are the real Yang Wanzi, I will kill you all.
If you still haven’t found the real Yang Wanzi, I will have no choice but to be unreasonable and chop off the heads of all the prisoners tonight.
Who else can be saved by those guys at the bottom of the mountain?"
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After that, he first held up three fingers, and then slowly bent them one by one, "One, two"
"He is Yang Wanzhe."
Before the second finger could be completely bent, three substitutes jumped up and pointed at the thickest guy in the team, "That's him, that's him.
Please forgive me, sir, we are all "Forced" The next moment, before Li Ziyu could order anyone to dig out the real Yang Wanzhe, the tens of thousands of Miao troops at the foot of the mountain suddenly made a loud "boom" and fled in all directions: