Chapter 92 The effect of the medicine is so fucking powerful
The middle-aged man who looked like a veteran said that Fan San was not lying, and Fan Wencheng didn’t think Fan San was involved in this matter. There is no need to lie.
Even Fan San himself did not feel that he was lying, because he was indeed telling the truth. As for saying that those people were Ming soldiers, this was indeed what Doral said, and he was not lying.
As for what clothes the army on the opposite side wears and what weapons they use, if these people don’t ask, he will naturally not tell him. Not to mention being threatened, even if no one threatens him, Fan San will never tell him. Answer people's questions unexpectedly.
"The Ming army won such a large-scale victory, there will definitely be military reports." Fan Wencheng was the first to leave Fan San's side, and he got an answer that made him not so uncomfortable.
It is impossible for the horse thieves to defeat more than a thousand Jianzhou warriors. This was his judgment from the beginning. Now it seems that he was right.
Through the deaths of more than a thousand soldiers, Fan Wencheng also proved one thing. Prince Shuorui's judgment was correct. There was a third force in the Guihua City area, but this The third force was actually disguised as Lu Xiangsheng's subordinates.
It was Lu Xiangsheng who violated the military order of the Ministry of War to tighten the passes and not start any border provocations privately, and secretly sent a large army to destroy the construction of Guihua City. The more than a thousand Jianzhou warriors were just to protect Guihua City from disaster. That’s all.
Thinking about it this way, all the mysteries can be solved. Now, as long as the content of the victory report reported by Lu Xiangsheng to the Ming Dynasty court is obtained, then all the truth will be revealed to the world.
Fan Wencheng left, and so did the skinny officer. Only Fan Xiaoshan remained in front of Fan San's bed, staring at Fan San intently.
"Master..." Fan Sancai called out to him, and tears immediately rolled down his face.
Fan Xiaoshan thought of his son's broken body and how painful it must have been to have been stabbed so many times by thieves, and tears oozed from the corners of his eyes.
It took a long time before he said to Fan San: "How did you meet the young master?"
"Horse thief, horse thief, master, he is a Mongolian horse thief, God damn Mongolian horse thief, I am a little Congchi. Lechuan escaped and walked for a whole day and night. He finally found a broken house near Xiaodu Mountain and was going to take a rest there. Unexpectedly, Master, I actually saw horse thieves killing the young master and the others...
The little one couldn't help shouting, and those horse thieves came after him. The little one had to turn around and run away. The poor little one had been running for a day and a night. Wherever he could outrun the horse thieves, he was killed by the horse thieves. He was captured."
Fan Xiaoshan looked into Fan San's eyes and said, "Continue."
"When the young one was captured, Master, there was also Mr. Huiyue. The servant fell to the ground, and the young one called desperately for the young master, but the young master just lay on the ground without any movement..."
Fan San burst into tears when he spoke, and Fan Xiaoshan also burst into tears, and couldn't help it for a moment. He was so choked that he couldn't make a sound.
"Master, the horse thief tied me to a tree, whipped me with a whip, burned me with fire, and cut my flesh to bleed, saying that it would attract wolves... Master, the young master's body was lying in front of me, and there was a wolf lying on it. It was licking blood... it was so miserable... The young one just broke away from the rope and didn't dare to wait any longer. He picked up the young master's body and ran away. Master... The young one couldn't run anymore, so he dragged the young master's body back and crawled back. Get out if you can’t crawl anymore... Master, I finally brought the young master’s body back to you...
Master... I almost couldn’t get home..."
Fan San's words all touched on Fan Xiaoshan's pain. When he thought that his son, who was always afraid of pain, was so abused by those dead Mongolian horse thieves, and his body was almost fed to wolves, Fan Xiaoshan finally couldn't help crying. < /p>
When he cried, the whole back house started wailing. Several women entered Fan San's house regardless of being rude. Fan Wenfang's mother Zhan even fainted twice from crying. , when he woke up again, he actually took off a jade bracelet from his wrist, placed it next to Fan San's pillow, and said with sobs that it was a thank you.
"Take good care of yourself and wait until you are injured. After that, go to the outer house to be a steward. "Fan Xiaoshan really doesn't want to see Fan San, a slave who always reminds him of sad things, and just wants to send him away.
Once things are clear, Fan San's value will no longer be the same.
First Fan Wencheng left with the officer, and then Fan Xiaoshan also left. Fan Xiaoshan left and the servant who served Fan San also left. When the doctor saw that Fan San did not give the bracelet to him, He just carried the medicine box and left.
Just when Fan San thought that he could sleep for two more days in this airtight and raintight room, a little steward came. After he came in, he directed his dull parents to carry him out of the room.
Lying on the thatched bed in his familiar thatched house, Fan San actually felt very comfortable.
< p>Looking at the two old men who could only cry, the old woman said: "Why are you crying? Am I not dead? "The honest Fan Er quickly wiped his tears with his sleeves and said: "It's good to come back, it's good to come back."
Fan San lowered his head to look at the jade bracelet in his hand, handed it to his mother and said, "Give it back to the third lady. We can't afford such a thing." "
The mother lowered her head and said: "The stewardess said the same thing, saying that the master is polite, and we slaves must know how to advance and retreat. We cannot allow the master to scatter wealth like this, or we will lose the family.
Fan San coughed and said: "I know, we are born in the same family. It's funny to say that we are all the master's family wealth. It is really useless and unreasonable for the family wealth to accept the family wealth."
Give it back to the Third Madam. Go now and say that I didn’t touch the bracelets and they were all wrapped in cloth. "
Watching his mother leave holding the bracelet, Fan San remembered for no reason the beautiful young man who gave him ten taels of silver.
"My life is worth at least ten taels of silver. ”
Fan San looked at the fishhook outside the window.This is what the last quarter moon said to itself.
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“Lu Xiangsheng Killed 1,199 levels below Jiannu Duolaerjiala at Xiaoyaotan Formation in Datong Prefecture?"
Hong Chengchou, who was lying on the hospital bed groaning, was shocked when he heard this military report. Turn over and stand up with bare feet.
"This is impossible!"
Hong Chengchou screamed, and suddenly saw Yun Zhao who was smiling but not smiling, so he pointed at him and said, "Tell me, what's going on?"
Yun Zhao said: "The military newspaper said clearly that Lu Shuai won a great victory at Datong Xiaoyaotan!"
Hong Chengchou looked at Yun Zhao, immediately came to the front of the map, and pointed with his finger Comparing the distance from Datong City to Xiaoyaotan, he roared at Yunzhao: "Celechuan? Datong City is more than four hundred miles away from Chilechuan. Lu Xiangsheng wants to overthrow these 1,200 Jiannu. The army can't do it without more than 6,000 soldiers and horses.
The slave chief has gathered troops and horses at Kaiping Guard and is about to knock off the gate at any time. At this time, how dare Lu Xiangsheng dare to dispatch. Heavy troops, leave the city and fight against Jiannu four hundred miles away?
How about fucking annihilating all these Jiannu?
Yun Zhao, do you think I’m a fool? "?"
Yun Zhao stood up angrily and shouted: "You are jealous of the virtuous and capable. Lu Shuai has already built the Jingguan in Datong Mansion with the heads of 1,199 slaves." , just waiting for you guys who are jealous of talents to take a look, and then use this evidence to slap you in the face."
Hong Chengchou had completely calmed down, spread his hands and said: "Okay, Lu Shuai. Like this, Lu Shuai is awesome, Lu Shuai is so awesome, don’t jump.
I, Hong Chengchou, consider myself inferior and am amazed. When I see Lu Shuai again, someone will definitely give him a big bow.
The question is, have you ever thought about whether you would let Lu Shuai live after you framed him?
Do you know that His Majesty has longed for victory and has longed for demons, and now it’s better? Lu Shuai suddenly showed His Majesty the heads of 1,200 Jian slaves. Aren't you afraid that the medicine is too strong and will make His Majesty confused, thinking that a good opportunity to counterattack Jian slaves is just around the corner? "
Yun Zhao shook his head and said: "It's just the heads of one thousand two hundred slaves..."
Hong Chengchou rolled his eyes and said: "The heads of one thousand two hundred slaves, That's all? How many Jiannu did you think Marshal Yuan Chonghuan killed in the victory at Ningyuan?
How many Jiannu did you think died in the battle at Sarhu? p>
The casualties were less than 5,000. Remember, the casualties were less than 5,000. According to the old rule of five wounded soldiers dying, only a thousand people died on the battlefield.
< p>Tell me, are you sure these heads are from real Jian slaves, not their armored slaves?"Yun Zhaodao: "Their leader is Doral, Hailan Cha said. He is a noble person among the slaves. This personHis subordinates are three Niulu Erzhen of his own clan, so..."
"So, the people who died this time are all real Jiannu... Oh my God, there will be twenty more victories like this. , I dare to send troops straight to Shengjing! ”