Chapter 225 Strong Wind
On the early morning of the ninth day of October, sleet and snow started to fall from the sky.
After Chu Hui (shà) got up, he shivered.
This is not his first time in Hebei.
When the two kings of Chengdu and Hejian attacked Wang Yi of Changsha and besieged Luoyang, he abandoned his official position and fled to Youzhou for refuge.
As a result, Hebei was not at peace either. After living there for three or four years, he returned to his hometown in Yangdi.
Yesterday, he was entrusted by his servant Yu Min and came to Jijun with two letters.
One of the letters was written by Shizhong Yu to Marquis Lu Yang, the content of which is unknown.
The other is a letter of recommendation written by Yu Shizhong for him: to be appointed as the great farmer of Luyang State.
Chu Hui was not very interested in this position, nor did he really want to be an official. It was too dangerous.
As a local aristocratic family in Yangzhai County, although it suffered a huge blow when Wang Mi passed through, its old foundation is still there, there are still many tribes and fields, and it is not to the point where it cannot survive.
What he needs is not an official position, but an order in which he can live a stable life - Lords of the court, please, don't let me run around for refuge anymore.
Lu Yanghou has become famous in recent years. He has protected the country and the people, and repeatedly defeated stubborn thieves. He has been supported by many people in the counties south of Sanguan in Luoyang. Chu Hui also heard about his deeds of gathering dead soldiers and civilians in Xiangcheng County and burying the officers and officers with him.
So, he didn't mind coming to see what this person was like.
The first impression is still very good. He is gentle to others, speaks truthfully, is resolute and determined, and has a firm heart.
But the first impression was not enough, he needed further observation.
“The wind is so strong.” Chu Hui covered his face with his hands to prevent rain and snow from blowing into his eyes.
The wilderness north of Jijun City was already full of people. Chu Hui opened his eyes hard and looked for the red-robed general.
“The bandits have moved southward, boundless, maybe 100,000 people.”
“Why are they going south so quickly?”
"Liu Yuan proclaimed himself emperor and changed his Yuan Dynasty to Yongfeng. His son Liu He was made the general, his son Liu Cong was the chariot general, and his nephew Liu Yao was the general Longxiang. I heard that he also wanted to ennoble the heroes, Shi Le, Wang Mi, Shi Chao, etc. Naturally, I have to work hard."
"Alas, Liu Yuan became emperor, and the country..."
"Silence"
Chu Hui was a junior official. He walked by, calmly.
The porridge has been boiled, and the governor Yu Chen ordered to give porridge to the people who had fled south to try to help them survive this difficult time.
Farther to the north, the endless dragon is still meandering southward. It is the people fleeing from the war.
The Jie people are cruel, and even if Shi Le restrains them in every possible way, things that harm the people will still inevitably happen.
Dawubao can still have some power to protect itself. It negotiates with Shi Le, Wang Mi and others, offers some money and food, sends one or two descendants of the clan as hostages, and then sends dozens of symbolic Hundreds of bankers fought for Shi Le and others, so the matter was smoothed over.
But others don't have this face. The Jie people will never let go of the fortress walls and village barriers that can be broken through.
Therefore, after the incident spread, the people of Ji and Wei counties supported the old and young, and surged southward, looking for shelter everywhere.
Perhaps, they don't think that the government will be able to protect them, but they always have one thought, what if?
"The thieves have arrived in Gong County, burning, killing and looting. Some people just got married, and the bride was taken into the camp and ravaged, and the groom had to stand guard for them."
"How do you do that? Do you know?”
“People who escaped from the disaster said that Shi Le was already repairing the palace and preparing to move it to Liu Yuan’s capital.”
Chu Hui continued. Walked by calmly.
There were more and more rumors, and he couldn't tell the truth from the false. He didn't even know the strength of the enemy's troops.
In fact, no one here in Ji County knows how many enemy troops have come. It may be only 10,000 or 20,000, it may be 30,000 to 50,000, or even more than 100,000.
Rumors are scary.
If there is anything scarier than rumors, it must be the rumors that have been passed down a few times, which will scare the hell out of people.
Chu Hui walked for a long time and met the prefect Yu Chen who was talking to a large group of people.
"Master Fu." Chu Hui bowed and saluted.
“Looking ahead.” Yu Chen returned the greeting.
He was still very polite to the person introduced by his brother. After a few casual greetings, he continued to talk to the county fathers (scholars) and elders (people).
“The king of Yecheng (Wang Cui) fled and was pursued and killed. The county soldiers were defeated and the city was occupied by Shi Chao.”
“There was news from Zhaojun that Shi Le When he led his army to fight, Feng Chong, the captain of the western army, was defeated. Thousands of people died from below. "
"Shi Le also defeated Haoting, the beggar army in Zhongqiu. Said Pardoning Pavilion (mistake), Tian Zhen, all were killed, and many of them were captured and killed."
"The soldiers attacked..."
It was all about Shi Le.
After hearing this, Yu Chen felt that Liu Han generals were everywhere in Hebei, attacking cities and territories everywhere, and the Prime Minister could not control them. The governors, governors, and generals either died or left, and the situation was in a state of decay.
How many soldiers did Shi Le have? No one can figure it out now.
Chu Hui didn't leave in a hurry and listened silently. The more he listened, the more shocking he became.
When the kings of Changsha, Hejian, and Chengdu were fighting in Luoyang, he avoided Youzhou and traveled to various counties in Hebei. At that time, he felt very good. The people were simple and the scholars were enthusiastic.
But now - is the person I met back then still there?
How are the well-dressed gentlemen in Hebei?
After hearing this, Yu Chen sighed deeply, feeling a little scared.
He subconsciously looked not far away, and after searching, he saw Marquis Lu Yang in a red robe, so he led everyone there.
Chu Hui followed silently and soon arrived at where Marquis Lu Yang was.
It was a car camp, with more than a thousand cars parked in the wilderness. Marquis Lu Yang was squatting on the ground, talking to the craftsmen.
“Your Majesty,” Yu Chen called.
Shao Xun stood up and saw a dark group of people coming, so he only saluted Yu Chen.
Yu Chen repeated the news he had just heard, and then added: "The thieves have passed through Gong County and are heading towards the county town."
A wild cold wind came, mixed with the snow head, Drill straight into people's necks.
The well-dressed scholars who came to seek refuge brushed their faces with their sleeves and shivered with the cold.
Chu Hui wiped his face and looked at Marquis Lu Yang quietly. Shao Xun's expression did not change at all. There were a few snowflakes stuck to his short, thick stubble, and his fake clock and military uniform were soaked, but he stood there upright, like a stone sculpture.
"Thank you for telling me." Shao Xun nodded, then looked at the refugees behind Yu Chen and said, "Thank you for telling me."
Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what they meant.
Shao Xun raised his head, looked at the gloomy sky, and sighed: "The wind is so strong."
Yu Chen was stunned.
Chu Hui stared at this overly young general with wide eyes.
"Fortunately, I brought my cotton clothes." Shao Xun smiled slightly, called Tang Jian, and asked, "Are you ready?"
"Ready." Tang Jian replied.
Shao Xun didn't say much and went straight to inspect each camp.
Yu Chen and others followed silently.
Silver Spear Army Station.
A group of soldiers lined up neatly, walked out of the camp gate, and lined up in the wilderness.
The auxiliary soldiers pulled various vehicles and pulled weapons, packages, and bags of food out of the camp.
Yamen Military Camp.
Huang Biao, Yu An, Gao Yi and other generals have already begun to bring people out.
Li Zhong stood at the gate of the camp, wearing a helmet and carrying armor, with a serious look on his face.
After seeing Shao Xun coming, he bowed and saluted, and then continued to stare closely at the soldiers leaving the camp.
The Yi Congjun, the Qiaoqi Army...
Teams of sergeants gathered from various camps and formed several square formations in the wilderness.
The auxiliary soldiers also arranged their vehicles neatly on the post road and in the grass, and then assembled in formation.
The northwest wind blew hard, making a strong cry.
Shao Xun rode a war horse and passed one by one. His voice was faintly heard in the wind -
"Liu Yuan has arrogated the title of emperor. He has made a large number of ministers and vowed to Horses trampled on Luoyang and conquered the Central Plains. "
"Shi Le was his vanguard, burning, killing and looting, committing all kinds of crimes."
"Everything that happens in Hebei will eventually happen in Liang County. In Xiangcheng, it happened in Guangchengze."
"Your family will also endure all the sufferings that the people of Hebei have encountered."
"Your family's money and food will be robbed."
"Your wives and daughters will be insulted."
"You yourself will be driven to attack cities and seize territory, wandering in ravines "
Every word Shao Xun said was shouted in unison by more than a hundred soldiers.
The officers in the formation repeated it again.
The soldiers listened, and gradually became angry.
Shao Xun paused deliberately for a while to make sure everyone heard clearly and that everyone's emotions were brewing in place.
"You can't escape by running away!" He increased his voice and said loudly: "The only solution for now is——"
"Kill them!" There were people in the formation. The officer led the chant.
“Kill them!” The soldiers, led by their officers, shouted in unison.
Shao Xun clamped his horse's belly and marched in front of each square formation.
"Kill them!" He raised his right hand and shouted loudly.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!" More than four thousand silver gun soldiers hit the ground with their spear shafts and roared loudly.
“Kill them!” Shao Xun came to the Yamen army formation again.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!" The sword and shield players hit their shields with their swords, their faces flushed and their morale high.
"Kill them!" Shao Xun stopped in front of the Fubing formation.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!" The soldiers shouted loudly, holding the reins in their left hand and stroking the hilt of the heavy sword stuck on the ground with their right hand.
Shao Xun passed by the Yi Cong, Xiaoqi Army and even the auxiliary formations one by one.
Everywhere he passed, the sound of killing filled the field, completely covering up the howling northwest wind.
Yu Chen and others were all eclipsed.
After a while, you looked at me and I looked at you again, hope gradually showing in your eyes.
When the armies were being defeated one by one, when the scholars and the people were fleeing southward in panic, and when the high-ranking officials in the court were pretending to be deaf and dumb, there was such a troop coming from afar.
They heard all the bad news.
They witnessed all kinds of horrors.
They encountered bad wind and snow weather.
They have no fear.
A total of 20,000 people swore their allegiance outside Jijun City. Without hesitation, they went upstream to "kill them"!
Such a great passion, even if it fails in the end, there is no need to regret it!
Some people are even eager to try and plan to go north with the army. Even if you are old and frail and unable to fight in battle, you can still visit various forts and sell your face to get money and food for the army heading north.
“Let’s go!” Shao Xun drew his saber and pointed to the north.
The wind was so strong that the soaked fake clock blew loudly.
Twenty thousand people left one after another and headed north. Like a sharp arrow, it pierced the roaring north wind and moved forward indomitably.
(End of this chapter)