Chapter 284: The First Step of the Ancestors is to Become Demons

Chapter 284: The First Step of the Ancestors is to Become Demons

Chapter 284: One Step Ahead is a Demon
At the Yunlong Prefecture government office, Governor Feng Cheng was looking at the document in his hand with a gloomy face.

As the days passed, detailed military reports from Jingdong arrived one after another.
Silunfa's many arrangements in Jingdong also surfaced.

Although Luchuan occupied Jingdong for a short time,
However, due to its southwestern orthodoxy, it has received the secret support of many natives and foreigners.

They usually hide in various towns and villages.
When the Ming army arrived and captured the fortress and the tribe,

They will not rise up in rebellion,

Instead, he surrendered, continued to hide, and waited for an opportunity.

Thus, in the fortresses and tribes that the Ming Dynasty had already occupied,

Suddenly, many nails appeared.

Some of them were even developed into secret agents by the imperial court and sent back to Luchuan.

This is like a sheep entering a tiger's mouth, and they share the same smell.

In the past, some erroneous intelligence information was passed through these people.
This meant that even though the Ming Dynasty had a strong military force, it suffered repeated setbacks in several wars.

Until a few days ago, Si Lunfa decided to integrate Jingdong into his territory again and brazenly sent troops.
These people who usually hide in the dark rose up and created chaos.

Otherwise, Si Lunfa would not have been able to clear out the Jingdong soldiers so easily.

After all, no matter how poor the soldiers were, they were equipped with Ming Dynasty weapons and armor, which were much better than those of Luchuan.

In the final analysis, the natives and foreigners in the Yunnan Provincial Administration Commissioner's Office,
It’s better to be closer to Luchuan.

This is also related to the Ming Dynasty's distrust of it.

Thinking of this, Governor Feng Cheng couldn't help showing a sad look on his face, pinching his eyebrows hard.

The death of more than 10,000 soldiers in Jingdong would have had far more serious consequences than a defeat.

There are already some rumors in the army.

It is said that the Ming Dynasty court deliberately sent them to their deaths.

These words were particularly irritating to the Tusi soldiers and foreign soldiers.
There have been several mass mutinies in Dali Prefecture and Chuxiong Prefecture.

In this regard, they naturally killed him according to military law.

But this will only intensify the conflict, and the situation has become a vicious circle.

This is not the most important thing right now.
Feng Cheng glanced at the document in his hand casually.
I leaned back in my chair with some annoyance, looking towards the west.
The vanguard scouts have been out for some time, why is there still no news?
And when leaving,
The front army scouts used a lot of intelligence from Dali Prefecture to formulate their battle plan.
Most of that information was provided by spies within the Yuyu Department.

At first, of course, there was no problem.
But now, with the series of events in Jingdong,
Feng Cheng couldn't believe the intelligence information.

The more I think about him these days, the more uneasy I feel.
The scouts of the front army are elite troops. If they are lost at the hands of Luchuan, the defeat will be much more serious than that of Jingdong.

If possible, Feng Cheng is willing to exchange 50,000 Tusi soldiers for 5,000 elite soldiers.
Moreover, the people in the front army scout department are particularly noble.
If he had died in Luchuan, who knows what kind of disturbance it would have caused.

"Ugh"

Feng Cheng looked at the date and found that on the fourth day,
He sent scouts to the west to investigate the whereabouts and movements of the Youyu tribe.

It is now the eighth day. Counting the days, it should be the day when the scouts return.
For some reason, Feng Cheng felt a chill in his heart.

He was not afraid of showing the war, he was only afraid of doing it quietly like now.

Soon, hurried footsteps sounded.

Deng Zhizhong, the commander of the Dragon and Tiger Guards, hurried in.

There was a soldier following beside him, and both of them had extremely strange expressions on their faces.

When Feng Cheng saw the two of them coming, he stood up and asked hurriedly:
"how's it going?"

Deng Zhizhong is over 40 years old.
He should be at an age of boldness, but now he is a little reserved, his expression changing back and forth, looking at the soldier beside him:

"talk."

"Reporting to Lord Feng, our troops have gone through many difficulties and difficulties to explore the west.

We encountered a trap set by the Fishing Tribe, and only less than ten of the group of more than a hundred people returned."

Feng Cheng's heart suddenly sank, and the expectation on his face disappeared in an instant.
The trap of the Youyu Tribe is still there, but where did the vanguard scouts go?
"What about the soldiers who went out earlier? Where did they fail? Are there any survivors?"

"Wait, let's talk later. Let me take my time."

Feng Cheng just felt that his heart was trembling when he spoke, and he didn't know how to explain.

How much does His Majesty love Duke Cao?

Others may not know, but these nobles know it very well.

In the 20th year of Hongwu,
His uncle Feng Sheng was unwilling to let Li Jinglong follow him.

I was afraid of any trouble, so in the end it was His Majesty who personally persuaded me.
That's why he brought Li Jinglong along, saying that he wanted to broaden his horizons.
Feng Cheng now regrets it very much.

Why did Lard blind his mind for a moment and let them go out to scout the enemy?
Putting away his thoughts, Feng Cheng looked at the soldier and sighed heavily:
"Say it."

The soldier then spoke with a strange look on his face:
"Reporting to Lord Feng, I and my men did not find the majority of the front army scouts.
There was not even any trace of their march.”

"If I had known this, why would I have done it? Hmm? What did you say?"

Feng Cheng's expression changed back and forth.
In an instant, I experienced grief, helplessness, sadness and shock.

"Sir, according to our speculation,
After the 5,000 soldiers of the front army scouts left Yunlongzhou, they probably did not go to Youyu Tribe."

The soldier spoke out his guess, with some grief and anger on his face.
They were a group of more than a hundred people, and they fell into the trap of the Youyu Tribe just for the sake of the vanguard scouts. Such feelings could not be told to outsiders.

Deng Zhizhong, who had been silent, also spoke in a deep voice:
"Sir, that's true. As for where they went, we still don't know.
Perhaps they encountered the enemy on the way and turned to another place.

Or maybe you got lost in the forest?"

Deng Zhizhong expressed his two guesses.
Feng Cheng waved his hands repeatedly. Lu Yunyi's ability,

He saw it clearly during his investigation at Xiping Marquis's Mansion.
If he didn't have extraordinary abilities, it wouldn't be so easy for him to marry a girl from the Mu family.

Feng Cheng's face was extremely solemn, his mind was full of thoughts, and his face gradually became strange.
He turned and looked at the huge map placed on one side of the lobby, seeming to be thinking about something.

At this moment, hurried footsteps sounded again from outside the hall.
Feng Cheng looked in the direction of the voice and saw the city gate guard rushing over with a slightly embarrassed soldier.

Covered in mud, with sweat on his forehead and his hair tangled in clumps,
The footsteps left muddy footprints on the clean floor of the lobby.

Feng Cheng's pupils shrank slightly. He didn't say anything and just looked straight at the soldier.

"Reporting to the Lord! Our troops have captured Jinchiwei.
Lord Lu has ordered me to come and report this to you. Please send troops to garrison immediately!"

The slightly hurried voice came to an end, streaking across the lobby like a meteor, and then quickly returned to silence.

You could hear a pin drop in the lobby. Whether it was Deng Zhizhong or Feng Cheng,

Or perhaps the soldier who reported the matter earlier had become dazed.

Jinchiwei. A name that is familiar yet strange and deliberately forgotten.

Feng Cheng's expression was complicated.

Jinchiwei is the bridgehead of the entire southwest of Daming, and is also the first line of defense against Luchuan.
But because Luchuan turned his offensive from the west to the south,

So now Jingdong has become the focus of mutual anxiety.

In the whole plan of Yunnan Dusi, as long as the Luchuan army was defeated in the south,

By then, Luchuan will shrink on its own, and the Jinchi Guards will collapse without a fight and return to the territory of the Ming Dynasty.

Moreover, in order to maintain the large millstone in Jingdong,
The Ming Dynasty did not take any drastic actions to take back the Jinchi Guards.

Now, the Golden Tooth Guard is back?
Feng Cheng's eyes were extremely sharp, and he cast them on the huge map on the side.
The westernmost part of Yunnan Dusi is within sight.

He saw the golden guards above,

I also saw the Lujiang River next to the Jinchiwei, and some swimming fish at the north end.
Feng Cheng understood what Lu Yunyi wanted to do.
He also remembered what Li Jinglong had said to him a few days ago: turning defense into offense.
Thinking of this, Feng Cheng laughed.
At first he thought Lu Yunyi just wanted to take the initiative to attack, open up some battlefields, and explore the enemy's situation.

But I didn't expect that this attack and defense transition would
It was actually targeting the entire Dali Prefecture, and even the Yunnan Regional Military Commission.
Feng Cheng took a deep breath, and a look of caution flashed in his eyes.
Originally, he was very satisfied with Lu Yunyi, his nephew-in-law.
现在
He understood why the letter from Beijing stated,
[This child has the ability to see the whole picture]

Deng Zhizhong on the side also reacted, and quickly looked at the soldier and asked:
"Did you really take it down? Goldtooth Guard?"

A hint of strangeness flashed across the eyes of the soldier who reported the news, but he still spoke in a resounding voice:
"Reporting to the Lord, the Golden Tooth Guards have already taken over!"

Deng Zhizhong let out a long sigh and leaned back in his chair.

There was a bit of dullness on his slightly old face, but also a hint of admiration.

Until this moment, he was convinced that Lu Yunyi would serve as the commander of Yunlongzhou. The main hall was quiet for a moment, and Feng Cheng, who was sitting at the top, stood up.
He looked at the clerk waiting on the side and spoke in a deep voice:
“Gather the soldiers of the Dragon and Tiger Guards in the city, and immediately send out the Golden Tooth Guards!

Send a message to Dali, ordering the Dali City Defense Department to send 8,000 soldiers to garrison Yunlongzhou!

Set off immediately upon receiving the order, without delay!

Also, send a message to Kunming to inform Xipinghou Mansion that Jinchisi has been recovered! "

"Yes!"

Several officials who had been waiting on the side stood up straight.

They hurried out of the lobby and headed in different directions.

Feng Cheng looked at Deng Zhizhong and said in a deep voice:
"Master Deng, pack up and get ready to go.
The Golden Tooth Guard is of utmost importance now and cannot be lost!"

Deng Zhizhong stood up suddenly, his face solemn and his eyes sharp:

"Yes!"

A quarter of an hour later, Yunlongzhou rushed to Kunming Prefecture over a distance of 800 miles.

One day later in the evening, in the Xipinghou Mansion in Kunming,
Xiping Hou Mu Ying and a group of generals sat in the lobby.
At this time, he changed his usual attire and wore armor unique to nobles instead of ordinary clothes.

The candlelight in the lobby flickered, making the armor on his body sparkle.

But under him were generals from all over Dali Prefecture.
There was also the last batch of soldiers who rushed over from Huguang and Guizhou.

He was making the final deployment of the various armies and units.

After today he will also leave Kunming and go to the Jingdong front line!

At this moment, he had a look of impatience on his face.
After Jingdong was defeated a few days ago, he wanted to go to the front line, but was entangled in military affairs.
After waiting for a long time, these people finally showed up.

After arranging the military affairs, the many generals present dispersed to carry out their respective military duties.

But one person has not left yet.
He is Mu Chun, the assistant of the Rear Army Military Governor's Office, who is the first person on the left and is also the eldest son of Mu Ying, Marquis of Xiping.

At the age of seventeen, he followed his father into the army to conquer the Western Barbarians and Yunnan. He served in the army for ten years and often served as a vanguard.

In the 15th year of Hongwu, he was granted the title of Assistant to the Commandery of the Rear Army by His Majesty.

When appointing officials, the ministers requested that Mu Chun be given a trial first to see if he was qualified.
His Majesty refused, saying bluntly: "This child is my family, there is no need to test him."

Therefore, at the age of 20, he was appointed as the deputy governor of the second rank.
He is also the person with the most outstanding military achievements among the three generations of Ming Dynasty nobles.

He is now twenty-six years old and was originally stationed in Annan.
The Annan and Laotian divisions were in trouble because of the Luchuan war.

After the defeat in Jingdong, he was ordered to return to Kunming and just arrived today.
At this moment, his face was dry and cracked from the long journey, and had some high altitude redness.

His eyes were bloodshot and his expression was a little listless, but his whole body was flashing with murderous intent.

He was the only one among the generals who had not been given any specific military duties.

This gave him some guesses in his mind, and he spoke in a deep voice:
"Father, the war in Jingdong is fierce, and Chuxiong is also threatened.

Why don't I go with my father? I will definitely make Si Lunfa pay the price!"

The solemn look on Mu Ying's face disappeared, and he showed a bit of fatigue instead.
He did not speak immediately, but drank the tea in the cup.
After a while, he spoke slowly:
"I called you back this time not to ask you to go to the front line with me, but for other military affairs."

A hint of doubt flashed in Mu Chun's eyes. He waited there quietly with a serious expression.

"Luchuan Silunfa tore up the tacit agreement without authorization,
If we attack Jingdong in a big way and cause casualties to our troops, then we don’t have to worry about Silunfa anymore.”

A fierce look flashed in Mu Ying's eyes, and he spoke in a deep voice:
"Father hopes that you will lead the soldiers and quietly go to Yunlongzhou.

Then we will go westward from Yunlong Prefecture and directly attack Jinchiwei to relieve the siege of Dali."

As soon as these words came out, Mu Chun's eyes revealed a gleam of light.
He clenched his fist tightly, his breathing quickened, and said in an excited voice:
"Father, we are finally going to take back the Golden Tooth Guard."

Then he suppressed his excitement and said:
"There are many people exploring Luchuan in Yunlongzhou.

The child was afraid that if he went there just now, he would be noticed and informed."

"Don't worry, your father has already found a reason for you.
Your brother-in-law Lu Yunyi left Yunlongzhou to attack the Youyu tribe. When the time comes, you can use the excuse of going to help to spread the word. "

"Lu Yunyi?" Mu Chun's face looked a little strange, and all the murderous aura was gone:
"Sister, are you really interested? What do you think of Lu Yunyi?

My sister stays at home all day, don't be deceived."

Mu Ying laughed, then reached out and tapped Mu Chun:

"You, you, have been protecting your sister since you were little.

Don't worry, your father Lu Yunyi has seen it.
He is indeed a capable young man, and he is also very handsome.
More importantly, he values ​​friendship and loyalty.

After making great contributions, he married his childhood sweetheart, and even His Majesty praised him highly.

Otherwise, how could your father let Ting'er marry you?"

Mu Chun still felt a little uncomfortable. He kept smacking his lips and stroking his beard with his hands, feeling a little worried:
"If I marry him, I can only be his mistress. What should I do if I get bullied?
I still think I should persuade my sister to find another young man. "

Mu Ying didn't care and waved his hand:

"That is the principle that only ordinary wealthy people follow.

Our Xiping Marquis Mansion is a founding noble family. Chu Ting's grandfather was the Hongwu Emperor of the Ming Dynasty. How could there be any wives or concubines?"

After hearing this, Mu Chun's face looked strange. This was indeed the truth.

Royal children have always been the most noble.

At this time, a guard in armor came hurriedly and stopped in front of Mu Ying.

He handed over an urgent report in his hand:

"My Lord, Yunlongzhou, 800 miles away, urgent!"

Hearing this, Mu Ying took the document and opened it without any hesitation.

Mu Chun frowned after hearing this and hurried over.

At the same time, he waved his hand and the guard quickly left.

Mu Ying opened the letter and read it carefully. The first sentence that caught his eye made him frown to the extreme.
I couldn't help but feel absurd in my heart, so I moved my head closer.
I squinted my eyes and looked carefully, then I confirmed that it was correct.

[The vanguard scouts left Yunlongzhou and captured Jinchiwei on December 29th.]
"This"

Mu Chun was stunned. It was the first time he saw his father look like this.

He took a step forward, got closer and tilted his head to look.

Soon, he was also stunned.

"This"

The father and son looked at each other, their eyes full of absurdity.
As night fell, the moonlight was like water, gently pouring into Mu Chuting's boudoir.

In the room, an exquisite oil lamp emits a warm glow, interweaving with the cool moonlight outside the window.

Mu Chuting was lazily leaning on the simple and elegant big bed.
Wearing soft silk pajamas,
She has a graceful figure and curvy body, neither too thin nor too fat.

Long hair falls casually on shoulders like a waterfall,
A few strands of hair inadvertently fell beside her cheeks, adding a touch of softness to her.

Her eyes were deep, flashing with doubt and curiosity, as she stared at the letter in her hand.

This was just sent by my eldest brother, with news about my husband.

Thinking of this, a slight blush flashed across Mu Chuting's face.

The letter paper was gently unfolded at her fingertips, and she read the contents clearly.

There was a flash of surprise in her eyes, like the brightest star in the night sky, instantly lighting up her entire face.

She gently put the letter aside, and unconsciously folded her hands over her chest.

A faint blush quietly climbed up her cheek, like the sunset, adding a bit of shyness.

She bit her lower lip gently, as if trying to suppress her inner excitement.
But her slightly trembling eyelashes and the inadvertent curve of her lips revealed her true feelings at the moment.

"Husband."

(End of this chapter)