Chapter 245 Lotus Island on Yangcheng Lake
"Marquis Guanjun, I can't tell whether they are rioters or soldiers now!" Shang Xin scratched his head.
Jia Cong smiled and said, "That's easy. When fighting the rebels, you don't need to hold back. But after you capture all the prisoners, have them hang up the portrait of the Mother of No Birth. Anyone who dares to desecrate the portrait is not a follower, at least not a die-hard believer. If anyone dares not to desecrate, it's better to kill the wrong person than to let him go."
Shang Xin clapped his hands and laughed, "Haha, you are worthy of being the Marquis of Guanjun, this is the best method! This will not only save the lives of more people, but also prevent those diehards from escaping. Moreover, once this is done, the White Lotus Sect will not be able to tolerate them, and they will not be able to rebel even if they want to."
"As for food and grass, there is no need to worry. Jiangnan is a major grain-producing province. As long as we conquer the city, we will naturally have no shortage of food and grass . Even if something unexpected happens, it will only take a few days to mobilize food and grass from Yangzhou or Jinling."
"Now you can discuss it and see if there is anything you haven't considered thoroughly."
All the generals in the camp stood up and bowed respectfully, "We obey your orders, Lord!"
Every officer or soldier wants to follow a capable commander, and Jia Cong's clear ideas and overall layout are obviously interconnected without any omissions, which naturally wins the respect of these people.
Even Shang Xin touched his head and said, "He is indeed the Champion Marquis. No wonder he was able to defeat the enemy with fewer troops in Lanzhou and made such a great contribution. If I were to make the arrangements, I would just lead the army to kill them. When they are all killed, I will beg for mercy..."
When the generals heard this, they all burst into laughter.
Therefore, everyone agreed to march in accordance with Jia Cong's arrangement. Shang Xin then told Jia Cong about the characteristics of each general and their preferred combat methods. Jia Cong assigned troops according to each person's characteristics and ordered the troops to march tomorrow.
Nothing happened overnight. The drum sounded at 1:00 a.m. the next day. The army, which had rested all night, got up and cooked. After everyone had eaten, the officers who had received the order last night called up the troops, said goodbye to Jia Cong and Shang Xin, and set off for the designated destination in advance. At the same time, the other two hundred scouts were also sent out to various places.
Jia Cong and Shang Xin led the remaining 14,000 soldiers and horses to the southeast, and from here, they went forward for dozens of miles to Tongcheng Town in the north of Yangzhou, and then to Gaoyou. After another hundred miles, the army could pass through Gaoyou and reach the north of Hailing.
In a separate courtyard inside the Lin Mansion in Yangzhou City, Wang Xifeng was leaning on a soft couch in a daze.
Ping'er on the side sighed helplessly. Ever since the Third Master left, Wang Xifeng has been in this state, looking listless every day.
Apart from paying a visit to Lin Ruhai, even when Lin Ruhai's concubines in the backyard wanted to invite her to a banquet, she directly refused.
"Grandma, it's time to eat." Ping'er said in a low voice.
Wang Xifeng came back to her senses and then shook her head, "No need, I have no appetite!"
"Grandma didn't eat anything at noon. It's been a whole day. She should eat a little. If she gets sick from overeating, wouldn't I be sad if I knew?"
A ripple flashed across her calm eyes, and Wang Xifeng said, "Okay, then eat a little."
Ping'er heard this and quickly gave orders to the people outside.
"Where do you think that enemy is now?" Wang Xifeng asked.
Ping'er thought for a moment and said, "My master has gone to the Shandong camp and should have taken over the army by now. However, my master has to go and quell the rebellion first, and then he will come back to pick us up."
"Ah!" Wang Xifeng sighed, "I heard from Uncle Lin that there are so many rioters this time, probably hundreds of thousands."
"Grandma, why are you worried again?" Ping'er stepped forward to comfort her, "Don't you know how powerful I am? Although there are more people, they are just rioters. How can they be my opponent? I am the Marquis of Guanjun, and I have a large army under my command. Didn't you tell me that you only had 200 people before, but you defeated 1,000 or 2,000 rioters?"
"If it were an ordinary general, it would be hard to say, but what kind of person am I? Look at the brave soldiers under my command. With such troops, there is no need to worry about not winning."
"That's right!" Wang Xifeng said proudly. The person she liked was just so powerful.
In fact, even Wang Xifeng herself didn't know when she became so sentimental and worried. She had never felt this way before, and even felt that such a woman was simply useless! And now, has she become the person she hated in the past? But this feeling makes people feel uneasy but obsessed...
His shadow completely occupied her mind. She had no appetite for tea or food. This story that only storytellers could hear actually happened to her. So, is this what it feels like to think about someone?
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Yangcheng Lake is located in the northeast of Suzhou Prefecture, and is adjacent to Changzhou, the capital of Suzhou Prefecture, and Kunshan in the east and west!
There is a small island in the center of Yangcheng Lake! This island is only three or five miles in radius, but it is shaped like a lotus, so it is called Lotus Island.
Maybe it is really the gods and Buddhas who are here. There is a temple on Lotus Island called Chongyuan Temple. Chongyuan Temple has a history of more than a thousand years. It is said to have been built during the reign of Emperor Wu of Liang in the Northern and Southern Dynasties. At that time, Yangcheng Lake did not exist. After many changes, it has become a lake, but the temple area has remained the same for several miles. It is now Lotus Island.
Chongyuan Temple is not very popular. Usually, only old monks who have nowhere to stay will rest here. The original pavilions and towers have disappeared, leaving only the Maitreya Hall to support it.
But today, in the Maitreya Hall, there is a person sitting cross-legged , facing the huge Buddha statue and chanting scriptures in a low voice.
Judging from his stature, this person should be a young man, but he had a black ghost mask on his face, so his face could not be seen clearly! Behind him, several Arhats sat quietly with their eyes closed to guard him.
Suddenly, a person slowly entered the hall, bowed to the Maitreya Buddha statue, and then said indifferently, "Zhen Fu, meet the leader!"
The man with the ghost mask ignored him and only stood up after he finished reciting the scriptures a quarter of an hour later.
He turned around and sneered at Zhen Fu, "Haha, what's the matter? Your master thinks that I am now a lost dog, so he only sent a dog like you here, and he himself doesn't even dare to show up?"
"Master, you are joking!" Zhen Fu responded calmly, "My master is just busy. Besides, let alone civil unrest, even if the world turns upside down, as long as it is in the territory of Jiangnan, there is no place my master can't go."
"Stop talking nonsense. What do you think of the conditions of this leader?" The ghost-faced man said in a cold voice.
