On March 31, the Qing army on the West Road, led by the Black Flag Army, broke through the Xuanguang defense line and headed south quickly. On the Hanoi side, the main troops on the eastern front arrived one after another. Feng Zicai ordered the encirclement of Shanxi without attacking. Suddenly, tens of thousands of Qing troops surrounded the French army in Shanxi from three directions in one day. He wanted to go south, but there was no gate.

"Shen Zigui, please invite everyone. What medicine is sold in this gourd?" When the generals of the East Road surrounded Feng Zicai and walked into the headquarters of the French Far East Legion, Feng Zicai saw Chen Congyun standing in front of the door to welcome guests from a distance, and shouted at him with a loud voice.

"Yes, what Feng Shuai said makes sense. The last time this kid sneaked into Hanoi, he didn't even call anyone. This time, he couldn't keep it in the dark about anything he said." Wang Debang, the long-time general of the Hunan Army, responded to Feng Zicai's words and looked very good.

Wang Debang's reliance on his seniority, Chen Congyun did not take it to his heart. He just thought that this guy was so rude, no wonder he was not good at Pan Dingxin.

Victory is in sight, everyone is in a good mood, everyone's face is filled with excited smiles. Feng Zicai has taken over the matter of Chen Congyun's attack on Hanoi without authorization, and everyone has nothing to say.

"Everyone, I invite you all, and there will be a good thing. I, Chen Congyun, have always been good for everyone. I never eat alone. When you get inside, you will know what a good thing is." Chen Congyun explained with a smile and let everyone into the hall one by one. Feng Zicai laughed and grabbed Chen Congyun's hand and said, "Don't do this, you'd better go in with me."

There were dozens of boxes neatly placed in the hall, and everyone looked at Chen Congyun very curiously.

"Brother Zigui, what are you selling in this gourd?" Feng Zicai asked in confusion. Chen Congyun walked to the box with a smile, opened the box and said with a smile: "Brother came early and made a small fortune. I'm sorry to eat it alone. Now everything is here. Everyone can see clearly. There are 3 million taels of silver in total, and 2 million taels of IOU written by the King of Vietnam."

Those who are interested have counted it a long time ago. There are 60 boxes, each box of 50,000 taels of silver, not much or less, exactly three million taels. All the boxes on the surface have been opened one after another, and the white silver shook in the sun, and everyone's heart beat faster every time.

Everyone's faces changed, and everyone was thinking about the same question. If they got three million taels, would they be willing to take them all out?

The answer is obvious, who doesn’t like to eat alone?

"Everyone, these three millions, I mean, are presided over by General Feng, and are distributed to you according to the number of people in each department. As for the following, these three millions will never be divided into one or two. I will work harder and continue to sue the Vietnamese king with the IOU."

Chen Congyun’s meaning is very clear. The two million IOU is still an unknown number. Besides, I got the money back, so I shouldn’t have any objections to my big head.

"Mr. Shen is very nice, brothers agree with Master Shen's opinion." Wang Debang, who was a little unhappy in his heart, jumped out at the first time to express his support for Chen Congyun. What a joke, three million taels of cash, if anyone present, who would take it out?

Feng Zicai was also shocked, but the old guy was also a cunning person. He smiled and said, "Shen Zigui, Shen Zigui, you guy is so troublesome. I took this matter. However, I have a suggestion to take out one million taels of silver and hand it over to the court, which is to say that the King of Vietnam means to express his surrender."

After Feng Zicai said this, everyone was silent. One million, who would be willing to hand over it?

Seeing that everyone was embarrassed, Chen Congyun couldn't help laughing, walked to Feng Zicai and said, "Everyone, I agree with the old general's opinion. I think this is better. The million-dollar silver will be paid from me. At worst, I will work harder tomorrow and urge the King of Vietnam."

As soon as Chen Congyun said this, everyone nodded in agreement. Feng Zicai stopped talking, looking thoughtful. Wang Debang stood up with a sneer and shouted to everyone: "I want me to say that this million silver must not be allowed to be made from Lord Shen. Everyone, if Lord Shen had not gone deep alone and cut off the retreat of the French army from the east, where would the Liangshan victory come from? Where did the Western Mountain besieged enemy? In this battle, Lord Shen made great contributions, and everyone had to rely on Lord Shen's blessing. If I were to say, if everyone took less money, wouldn't it be?"

"Yes, you must not let Lord Shen take the money out any more." Wei Gang also stood up and spoke. For a moment, everyone in the hall responded. Even if someone was dissatisfied, he would not come out to make everyone disgusted.

Things were settled like this, and it was useless for Chen Congyun to be humble again and again, so he had to follow everyone. After dividing the money, everyone was in a good mood and was grateful to Chen Congyun. Why? At this time, dividing the money was the business of the Eastern Army. When the Western Army came down, the silver would be divided again and everyone's benefits would be greatly reduced.

Feng Zicai sent someone to escort one million taels of silver and immediately set off, so as not to argue with the Western Route Army.

Although Chen Congyun had only got an IOU, the wool came from the sheep, and sooner or later the silver would be put into the bag, not to mention that he was holding the documents of the King of Vietnam to transfer the Gantang Silver Mine. This is a long-lasting deal, and this cannot be mentioned.

After the money was divided, the end of the Eastern Army was even more abundant. Lemobo in Shanxi City was so worried that he couldn't even eat. He was anxious that all the military officials held an emergency military meeting.

The topic of the meeting was simple, “Whether to surrender!”

The French army has always had a glorious tradition of surrender, which is not difficult to see from history. The current situation is that there are blockages in front and pursuers behind, lack of ammunition, and dispersed morale. They are trapped in the isolated city.

To the south, although Vietnam has been ceded to France, Saigon, even if all the French men were captured, they could not gather a two thousand army. What should I use to rescue? The French army's recent reinforcements are in Africa, even if they are conquered and reinforced, the Qing army will definitely not be able to stop the south once the Qing army goes south. The French army will still face a problem of landing operations, not to mention that after this great defeat, Rufery's cabinet will most likely fall, and the French reinforcements will be nowhere to be achieved.

Lemoboo briefly analyzed that the chief officials of the French army fell into silence. There were a considerable number of mercenaries in this French army. They fought for money. Now that the defeat was decided, they naturally refused to fight to the death. The chief officials of the mercenaries spoke one after another and agreed to surrender.

Some agreed, some naturally opposed it. The military conference was noisy and clamored until midnight, and finally passed the title decision in pain.

That night, the Qing army also held an enlarged military meeting.

The content of the meeting is naturally related to how to fight the next battle?

After a lot of arguments, some advocated that the Western Army would immediately attack and take all the credit. To talk about this battle, the Western Army had almost no decent strength. Why should the credit be settled when they came? The representative of this argument is Wang Debang.

If you want to talk about the argument of Wang Debang, it still got the opinions of most people. Seeing everyone like this, the old general Feng Zicai looked at Chen Congyun with his eyes. Seeing Chen Congyun smiled and said with a wry smile, he stood up and said, "Everyone, I think it's better to listen to Lord Shen's opinions."

This statement was immediately responded to by everyone, and all of them benefited from Chen Congyun. Now Shen Congyun is very popular.

Chen Congyun stood up and bowed his hands around, and said with a smile: "You should tell me about Congyun, and I will tell you something about Congyun. What you said is wrong, don't take it to your heart."

"Hahaha!" Everyone laughed and were in a very good mood.

Chen Congyun continued, "I want to tell you that this war will be of great significance to you. The French army is trapped at the moment. Congyun means that he must exchange the greatest victory at the lowest price. One Jiang succeeds and thousands of bones are bleed. The brothers have enough blood, so there is no need to sacrifice too much."

These words were silent, and they all looked at Chen Congyun with their eyes.

"Brother Zigui, you have a bad habit and always like to keep half of your words." Feng Zicai seemed to have imagined Chen Congyun's meaning, so he took the initiative to speak to mediate the atmosphere.

"Yes, Old General Feng is right. Brother Zigui, just pour beans into bamboo tubes and give them a good time." Wang Debang said with a smile, and the people and others expressed their desire to say Chen Congyun quickly.

"My opinion is very simple. Tomorrow morning, all the cannons will be pulled in front of the formation and aimed at Shanxi. After a bombardment, a messenger will be sent in to let the French army surrender voluntarily, giving the French army a 24-hour deadline. I dare say that even if the French army insists on not surrendering, most of the mercenaries will surrender voluntarily, after all, they are fighting for money."

"Good idea, that's it." Feng Zicai made the final decision and the military meeting ended.

The next morning, while the Qing army artillery was still busy preparing, several French troops came out with white flags in Shanxi City.
Chapter completed!