Lin'an Never Night

Chapter 760: Commander Fu Arrives
Baili Bing knew the news that Chengdu Prefecture's General Manager and Pacifier had sent troops to attack Dali much earlier than the general public.

Her restaurant had long become the favorite place for all officials on this street full of government offices, so she could naturally get first-hand information from the government.

After hearing the news, she just smiled and did nothing.

She did not take root in Yang Yuan's Tongchuan Road, but chose Chengdu Fu Road.

She knew that Brother Luo was obsessed with Yang Yuan, although she didn't understand it.

She was willing to help Shangguan Luo achieve his wish, but she also knew that as Yang Yuan's official position became higher and higher and his power became greater and greater, it would be very difficult to shake him and influence him.

So, she changed her strategy. She had been quietly making preparations in Chengdu, waiting for Yang Yuan to launch a war against Western Xia with the strength of the four routes in Sichuan and Xia.

Only then will it be her chance to take action.

But she didn't expect that Yang Yuan would take action against Dali first.

She didn't know the real reason, and she didn't know that there was a gold mountain in Liangshan Prefecture that Yang Yuan coveted.

But she knew that this would only be more beneficial to her long-planned plan.

In particular, the Song Dynasty's court had a new emperor.

Yang Yuan went to attack Dali, which meant that for at least a year, he would not be able to take action against Western Xia again.

So, after making some arrangements, Baili Bing set off to return to the Kingdom of Jin.

Shangguan Luo has a special obsession with Yang Yuan, and she also has an obsession with Shangguan Luo.

In the past, with the control freak Shangguan Mingyue standing in the way, she could do nothing.

Things are different now. She also wants to pursue her own happiness and pick the bright moon in the sky that represents her obsession.

This bright moon has been quietly hanging in her heart since she was a young girl.

……

The three barbarians of Xuzhou did not expect that the imperial army would arrive so quickly and possess such terrible weapons.

When they saw the flying flags of the Tongchuan militia of the Song Dynasty, they just found it funny.

The reinforcements from the Song Dynasty are not even regular troops?

Even the Xiang army is rubbish, so how can these militia troops who are even worse than the Xiang army have any combat effectiveness?

They were full of confidence and rushed towards the team with the Tongchuan Prefecture militia flag flying.

Then they saw that the soldiers of the Song Dynasty on the opposite side took out stone throwers.

They wielded their slingshots and threw black stones from a distance, with a range only slightly shorter than that of a bow and arrow.

Those round black stones exploded like thunder as soon as they hit the ground.

Countless pieces of porcelain and iron nails shot out from the exploding black stone, blasting in all directions, penetrating every hole.

Their flesh and blood could not withstand it at all.

The rattan shield, which was originally able to resist swords and guns, was torn into pieces like paper by the flying shrapnel.

The precious elephant-skin vest that had been passed down for three generations and was worn by the big devil of the Mahu tribe was pierced with a hole.

A rusty iron nail pierced his chest.

The barbarians were so frightened that they didn't know how to lie down and avoid the attack. They just stood there stupidly with their swords raised.

There was no one to be seen, only the choking smoke of gunpowder.

When the smoke cleared, they saw that the enemy was closer.

The enemy placed something like a short wooden barrel on the ground and wedged the support at the back into the soil with a hammer.

Then a spark flashed, and long, thin snakes of fire spurted out.

Countless fire snakes were flying in the sky, shooting towards them from all directions.

They never thought that arrows could fly in the air in unpredictable routes.

As a result, some warriors in the tribe, who were always proud of the warriors who only had wounds on the chest, were actually shot in the back this time.

But they clearly did not run away. They fearlessly rushed forward to the Song Dynasty regiment training in the front.

So, those who originally didn't want to escape now started to run away.

There were deadly weapons shooting at them from behind, which completely destroyed their will to fight.

They ignored the shouts of the big and small ghosts and rushed into the mountains and forests like monkeys.

They still have one last resort.

Don't panic!

The jungle valley was their last resort.

As long as they escape into the jungle valley, even if the elite troops of the Song Dynasty came in tens of thousands, they would only be able to sigh and lament helplessly.

So, after climbing over several mountains and escaping back to their village, they took a few sips of wine from the bamboo tube, and their panicked hearts finally calmed down.

Then, the evil spirit appeared.

Those were some... indescribable humanoid creatures.

They looked ugly and didn't look like an army at all.

Some of them were blind in one eye, some were covered in tattoos, and some had fat on their faces...

But they have the same standard weapons.

A blowpipe, a thick-backed machete with a curved hooked blade, no armor, and a pair of straw sandals...

Everything that these Rong people had done to the Han people in the towns at the foot of the mountain, these evil spirits repeated to them, even worse than before.

What frightens them most is that these evil spirits feel a sense of catharsis and pleasure when doing these things.

Evil will be punished by evil, and they are truly terrified from the bottom of their hearts.

Since the village is no longer safe, let’s continue to escape into the mountains.

With their skills, a machete and a hunting bow, they can survive in the deep mountains and forests.

However, it was only then that they discovered that those evil spirits were better at climbing mountains and crossing rivers than they were, and were even better at drilling into dense forests, setting traps, and searching for enemies.

These evil spirits really don't look like an army. They actually split into small groups and hunted the locals enthusiastically all over the mountains.

Evildoers will be punished by their own evildoers. The common people feel that there is no way to heaven and no door to hell.

At this time, Yang Yuan arrived. The momentum of Yang Yuan's arrival was so great that even those who were hiding in the mountains and playing hide-and-seek with those evil spirits knew about it.

This became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

The big devil only sent out a regiment of trained soldiers, a legion composed of criminals and scoundrels, and killed them all.

The Ma Hu tribe, originally the most powerful of the three barbarians in Xuzhou, was almost wiped out.

At this time, the big devil came with an even larger team. Will they still be able to survive?

……

At the foot of Xuzhou city, Xuzhou governor Ke Baiquan led the civil and military officials of Xuzhou, as well as local gentry, and knelt down to welcome the commander-in-chief with tears of joy.

Gan Quan, commander of the Firearm Battalion and commander of the militia, led his troops on the left. Each of his soldiers had a musket on his shoulder and a shining bayonet.

Xu Ke, the leader of the Scum Corps, the once powerful thief who was sentenced to crucifixion, led his troops and stood on the right.

His troops were not arranged in a strict formation, but their murderous aura was so strong that the Xuzhou civil and military officials and local gentry who were kneeling to welcome the general were even unwilling to look at them.

Yang Yuan's army arrived, with infantrymen in shining helmets and armor, forming neat battle formations.

The gleaming swords and spears, the red and black battle robes, the high-flying flags, and the rest are like a forest.

Next is the firearms unit.

Gan Quan could tell at a glance that the muskets used by that firearms unit of only a few hundred people were different from the ones they used.

Then he saw the cannon on the gun carriage pulled by Dali's short-legged horse.

This was a firearm he had never seen before.

Behind them was another cavalry unit of several hundred men.

They all rode tall, northwestern horses, wore armor, and half-sleeve battle robes.

They were wearing bow bags and sabers, and had sabers on their waists. On the side of the saddle hung a cowhide shield covered with black lacquer and painted with patterns of ferocious beasts.

The red cherry spears in their hands were half a step longer than ordinary spears, made of piled-up bamboo and painted black.

The one and a half foot long spear blade made of fine steel with a blood groove was flashing a ferocious glow.

As soon as they arrived, Gan Quan and Xu Ke led their troops and knelt down on one knee in unison.

They looked up at their commander with fervent admiration and shouted in unison: "Greetings, Marshal Fu!"

As soon as these four words came out, it was like a mountain collapsing, and the birds perched in the woods near and far immediately flew up in fright.

On the side of the mountain slope, more than ten warriors in green were protecting two girls who had lifted up their veils.

The girl rode on the horse, lifted the veil, revealing two pretty faces.

A rich peony like a bud about to bloom, gorgeous and delicate, exuding brightness and generosity.

One with a unique Korean temperament, fair skin, big eyes, and a gentle and soft charm.

Li Fengniang's father was the commander-in-chief of all the imperial armies in Ezhou, so Li Fengniang naturally understood the affairs of the military camp.

When she and Tae Hee chased here, Yang Yuan's troops had already assembled and were ready to enter Xuzhou.

It is obviously inappropriate to meet at this time.

The beautiful girl who was once so proud and arrogant, has long lost her former arrogance after constant hardships.

At least in front of Yang Yuan, she didn't have the confidence and courage.

She didn't want to upset her uncle, so she decided to wait until Yang Yuan entered the city before meeting him.

So she went around to the high slope and watched from there.

Even though they were so far apart, Yang Yuan's unparalleled arrogance violently blasted into the hearts of the two beautiful girls.

Tae Hee's eyes were blurred and she was intoxicated both physically and mentally.

She suddenly felt fortunate that she had bravely taken the first step and escaped from the trap set by her sister.

Otherwise, she would lose this man who was so powerful that she wanted to crawl at his feet.

And Li Fengniang...

Li Fengniang suddenly remembered that in front of Zongyang Palace, Yang Yuan used one strong arm to hold her against his chest.

The sweetness and sense of security of that scene, and the overwhelming majesty of the moment, merged together and turned into a hot warm current that flowed from her waist to her whole body.

Li Fengniang suddenly shuddered and her body trembled violently.

She subconsciously squeezed her legs together. The horse under her crotch thought that its owner was trying to urge it forward, so it took two steps forward before Li Fengniang grabbed the reins.

Her first experience of love was not in a naive dream, but at this moment, on the high slope, in the sunshine.

After the horse stopped, she half-leaned over it, her eyes a little dazed.

As one of the commanders of the cavalry battalion shouted, the cavalrymen moved aside, and a large long-distance oil-walled carriage pulled by four northwestern horses drove over.

Although the carriage is simple in appearance and without too many decorations, it exudes a kind of awe-inspiring dignity in its ordinariness.

The carriage stopped, and Yang Yuan bent down and walked out of the carriage. He was wearing a purple robe, jade belt, and a goldfish bag swaying lightly at his waist, looking extremely noble.

All officials, both high and low, and powerful people in Xuzhou knelt on the ground in worship.

Yang Yuan, the Right Counselor of the Song Dynasty, the Governor of Tongchuan Road, the Commander-in-Chief of the Imperial Army stationed in Lizhou Central Road, and the Grand Marshal of the Troops of Kuizhou Road, Tongchuan Road, and Chengdu Prefecture Road, ignored the footstool placed by Liu Dazhuang.

He stood high on the car, his indifferent eyes dropped down, and he said coldly: "Xuzhou Zhizhou Ke Baiquan!"

"The subordinate is here!"

Ke Zhizhou quickly knelt down and crawled three steps forward.

He was filled with joy. Marshal Fu had arrived and the siege of the city was lifted.

With Fu Shuai taking over, he can finally be free from the next big trouble.

Perhaps, the court will hold him accountable for his poor performance.

However, he has been sent to serve as an official in such a remote place, how bad can the situation get?

The mentality of giving up once again convinced himself that he didn't care.

"Oh it's you!"

Yang Yuan smiled faintly and waved his hand: "Chop it off!"

(End of this chapter)