Chapter 509: Border town

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It was very bright, and Liao Liao had already transported all kinds of munitions prepared for last night to the North Vietnamese Border Town. At the time of Nalan Night in Yucheng, he was already sitting in the city government and listening to the reports of the guards.
小 This small town on the border of North Vietnam is similar to every Bianbu city, but it is even worse.
Dilapidated, depressed, the streets are pitted, and the houses on both sides have been in disrepair for many years and are crumbling. Occasionally, the signs that were picked up outside several shops were also ragged, the tables and chairs were dirty, and there were not many people inside. Under the baptism of the perennial war, the people here have been completely numb, and the relief food of the imperial court that has been eaten all the year round is basically only old, weak and sick, just like walking dead and walking.
The children on the street are the only ones that seem to have some vitality, but the sloppy clothes, skinny, pitiful eyes, seeing the West Chu soldiers passing by is a nest of bees hiding in the corner of the street, dare not speak out, wait until the team leaves and carefully cautiously The head peeked, and then looked around for the leftovers that could be eaten.
The embarrassing situation is far ten times worse than Ninghai. Ninghai is one of the West Chu Border Towns where Zhai Liao and others temporarily took a break. Compared to Ninghai, it is simply synonymous with dirty and messy.
It is no wonder that the squadrons were widowed, and there were 50,000 squadron guards but they did not use them. When Nalan’s night took the troops to raid, they did not make too much resistance and they collapsed and lost. After Nalan’s occupation of the night, I checked the situation in the whole city and understood why it was so easy to win.
Originally, he was holding a revenge for Luo Qingqi, and he came to the West Chu to completely solve the problem of confidant. After Nalan’s night understood the situation of the North Vietnamese border town, he sent people to understand the situation in the city and hated Hansen’s thoughts. More of a cold meaning of the original.
So North Vietnam, since five years, no, it should be six years ago. After that defeat, it will be completely degraded. There will be no more efforts, and the possibility of defeating the West Chu. Although North Vietnamese Emperor Hanson never forgot to avenge, even serious serious gangs, rectified a group of bureaucrats, but his character was stubborn and stubborn, cold and ruthless, and suffered a heavy blow from his parents, and became more and more dark.
In the case of the Beijing-Vietnam capital city, Nalan’s night did not know much. Even though the spy of the night hall was mixed in, there was not much information. Originally thought that this initiative to attack North Vietnam will encounter fierce resistance, so he chose the sneak attack plan from the beginning, but did not expect the first game to win the game, more and more firmly the idea of ​​Nalan night to attack the North Vietnamese capital. .
In order to revenge, Han Xun is so self-sufficient and has become selfish to the point where his subjects live and die. It seems that North Vietnam will die sooner or later. It is better to end the struggle with the West Chu, and the land of North Vietnam is merged into the map of the West Chu. For those who only want to eat and wear warm, it may be a better choice.
"Marshal, these are the information left by the city government. They are not here before they are burned. They are here." The soldiers placed a batch of information in their hands in front of Nalan's night and retreated.
According to Nalan’s prediction, he should have taken a break after he took over, but he changed his original thought after seeing the situation of the people.
If the war can be won with the least amount of force, Nalan night is naturally reluctant to let his soldiers sacrifice. He wants to take advantage of the ills of North Vietnam itself and use the people like the refugees in North Vietnam to make use of them and finally achieve their goals.
War has never been fair, only winning or losing. The winner is the king, the loser is the beggar, and history is written by the winner. Even if there is a small number of people in North Vietnam who know his mind, deduct a hypocritical, black hat to Nalan Night, but as long as Xi Chu can give a living way to these North Vietnamese people who are about to be killed, most people will want to become West. Chu's subjects.
Dignity of the bones, loyalty and patriotism, that is, some of the readers who read the book and stood and talked and did not hurt the pain, used to deceive the fools. When the people could not eat even the rice, they only wanted to live, because they only want to live because The ants are still greedy.
The original Yucheng Lord Wang Kuidong committed suicide at the last moment of the attack on the West Chu Army. For such a city official who would rather die than to die, even if it was only a small enemy five-product official, Nalan’s night was also admired, but after reading the residual information, he understood that Wang Kuidong did not want to live, but he Can only die!
As the lord of the border guard, the most important duty is that the people are in the city, and the city is destroyed. If Wang Kuidong dares to leave the people to escape, then North Vietnamese Emperor Hanson will not let him go, and he will be wanted all his life. Moreover, Wang Kuidong has family members and relatives. If he dies, he can still fall into the name of loyalty, otherwise he will only be able to fill a door.
The heart became more and more heavy, Nalan night slowly closed the file, and the sound was louder: "How is the situation in the city now?"
Yuan Xing, who stood aside, immediately said: "Returning to the Marshal, there are currently 185 households in the city, young and middle-aged are less than 10%, and many are sick. The remaining 413 elderly women and children, children forty Two. It has been strictly ordered that all soldiers must not harass the people for no reason, but also give soup to some seriously ill households. But the marshal..."
After roughly reporting the situation in the city, Yuan Xing tempted and asked: "We have been staying for seven days. If we don't continue to go north, I am afraid that the North Vietnamese court will have a countermeasure. I will fight again in the next battle. I am afraid that we will The soldiers will die more and more."
"Well, this king has his own ideas, don't worry."
"And, Marshal, there have been some small soldiers talking about yesterday, saying that the people in the city have some food for our soldiers. It seems that they really want to starve. These people in North Vietnam dare to go to the enemy army. To live alive, this..."
Having said that, Yuan Xing is also ridiculous.
If it wasn’t for the king of Chu, he ordered the harassment of the people of North Vietnam, and did not allow them to move anything. Otherwise, these unarmed enemy people would have been killed by the Xichu soldiers in the whole city. It’s clean.
Wild fire, in spring.
Being kind to the enemy is cruel to yourself!
For the soldiers of Xichu, North Vietnam is a deadly enemy. The people of North Vietnam are also dead and hatred. If it was not North Vietnam’s previous provocation, trying to annex West Chu, there would be a terrible battle six years ago, which changed the fate of the two countries. And status?
Originally, the West Chu was going to kill North Vietnam, and it was not so fast. But the North Vietnamese Emperor had repeatedly challenged the four times, and all kinds of intrigues and tricks wanted to kill the West Lan’s God of War, which was absolutely intolerable. The counterattack of Xichu was ahead of schedule, and it was unstoppable, but all the soldiers did not expect to hear such an order from the king of Chu before breaking the city.
Well, those people in North Vietnam have no threats, and they will not move them. The army of Xichu was stationed in Yucheng for seven days, and there were already people in North Vietnam who were not ashamed to find them to eat. This is the expedition of Xichu. The grain and herbs are precious. They must save themselves. Where can they be distributed to the enemy?
Nalan’s night was silent and his face was sinking.
In this case, he considered it from the beginning, and even planned to take the initiative to show it under certain circumstances. I did not expect that I had not waited for him to take the initiative, and the people of the shackles had reached this level. If they could not really survive, where would they go this step?
Yuan Xing’s meaning, Nalan’s night knows, or kills these embarrassing city people, leaving thousands of people to occupy, and the remaining large units continue to attack the North Vietnamese capital north; or else they should make a decision as soon as possible. The captives of the people completely occupied the city.
If you attack and attack like this, you can't keep it, just waste precious time and precious materials. Moreover, now that it is winter, the soldiers of Xichu cannot fully adapt to the climate of North Vietnam. If the weather is colder, I am afraid that most of the frostbite will occur, which is not conducive to the war.
When the heart moved, Nalan wrote an urgent letter, and soon wrote a letter, and then sealed it with fire paint: "I will immediately send this military sent back to Beijing, and six hundred miles will be expedited."
"Yes, Marshal." Yuan Xing answered.
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From noon to noon, it was still cold, and finally the snow had stopped. The sun was shining on the body, and I could not feel a trace of temperature. The figure on the street gradually increased a little more, sparsely, and wandered on the streets in twos and threes.
Most of them are old people and women with thin yellow skin and thin faces. They are full of panic and vigilant faces. The women who carry the baskets are covered, and they are afraid of being seen in the basket. There are a few men who are also dressed in shabby clothes, wandering on the streets, and they can still have a job. But since the army of Xichu has broken the city, everything has changed.
Even if no one disturbs their lives, the actions of these Xichu army in Yucheng still bring shadows to everyone. No one will believe that they can survive. Now it is only temporary. Maybe they will die one day. Under the enemy's butcher's knife.
"Mother, I am hungry, I want to eat..." A dilapidated civilian house squats, a hungry skinny child licking a woman's cloak, revealing a pitiful look.
Most of the woman’s body shape blocked the door and looked around with vigilance. When she heard the child's voice, she quickly pulled the child over and slammed her sinister murderous voice. "I know that eating and eating, the family has no food, and your mother has not eaten yet. You want a rabbit." Eat? Hungry, you are not dead!"
That is to say, but she saw the child's hungry and weak look, and he was so distressed to pull him into the house, squatting down and glanced at the outside, then whispered: "Dog, don't say it outside next time. Eat, do you know? Otherwise, it will be known to the bad guys in Xichu, who will come to grab our things, and we will starve to death!"
"Oh... mother, I know, but I am hungry..." The child seems to understand and is crying.
The woman hurriedly closed the door and rushed to the window and looked out twice. Then she went back into the bedroom and found a tarpaulin bag in the jar under the bed. She shook hands and opened it layer by layer, and found a big piece of palm. Hard and cold yellow bran cake.
She just wanted to take it out, thinking about only half a block, and the remaining half was wrapped up under the bed, and then she went out to hold the child and handed him: "Okay, take it, slow down. eat……"
Looking at the child's greedy and laborious chewing, it took a long time to sip a bite, and the woman's tears would flow down. Just as she wiped her tears, she suddenly heard the loud sound from the street outside: "Everyone listens, our marshal does not want to be implicated in the innocent people because of the war between Xichu and North Vietnam. The grain is gone, the marshal can't bear to starve to death, and specially porridge at the gate of the city's main government. If there is no food at home, he is willing to go. In half an hour, he will line up in front of the city government, and he will not wait..."
The woman was shocked and couldn’t believe what she heard.
"A half-hour queue, you can get a bowl of hot rice porridge, a limited number, first come first served..." When the voice rang again and gradually went away, the woman was shocked and suddenly opened The door rushed out and only dropped a sentence: "Dog, you and your grandmother are at home, don't run around, mother to go back to the porridge, do you know?"