Ten years of Luchuan battle, if it ends in the current situation, it is not something that Wang Ying alone can't accept, even if he was born as a Jinshi and was knighted with military merits, the glory of the family, Wang Ji, the uncle of Jingyuan in the Ming Dynasty, can't afford this result, and will inevitably bear impeachment.

Thinking of this, his steps became even more flustered, and he took a few steps, and the closer he got to Jing Yuanbo's military tent, the more and more guards watched, and came to the courtyard where the military tent was located.

The guards at the gate of the courtyard also recognized Wang Ying, put away their spears, and saluted respectfully: "The king is well guarded, he came here late at night, what is the retribution?" ”

"It's urgent!" Wang Ying said sharply and glared at the guard fiercely.

The guards didn't dare to say more, and hurriedly got out of the way, and Wang Ying immediately stepped into the courtyard.

When the soldiers in the courtyard saw this situation, they all realized that something was extraordinary, and let them go all the way, and finally the guards outside the camp tent opened the camp tent and said respectfully: "Uncle Jing Yuan has fallen asleep." ”

"I'm going to wake my father up." Wang Ying said hello casually and strode into the military tent.

Jing Yuanbo's military tent occupies a large area, and there are exquisite copper stilt lamps placed in the corners of the military tent, which have all been extinguished at this time, and the cloth curtains outside the thick military tent are not transparent, only a little moonlight and the fire of the camp outside the camp tent are projected into the military tent with the open curtain of the camp tent.

In the center of the military tent is a huge sand table, on which the mountains and rivers around Luchuan are shaped in proportion with exquisite techniques, and many military flags and small statues with the same exquisite shapes are placed in various key positions on the sand table.

Behind the sand table was a spacious pillar bed, which was large and covered with a splendid silk quilt, on which a slender old man was sleeping, which was quite thin compared to the spacious bed.

This old man is Luchuan at this time, or Daming at this time, or even the greatest general in the world at this time, Jingyuan Bo Wang Ji.

"Father, father, wake up." Wang Ying didn't hesitate much, the matter was urgent, and he couldn't delay for half a minute: "Something big happened!" ”

The old man's sleep was not deep, and he was noisy by Wang Ying's voice, his eyelids moved slightly, and then he opened them slowly, which were as clear as young people, and as deep as if he had seen through everything in the world.

Wang Ying is exactly like this, the moment he saw his father open his eyes, he seemed to return to the moment when he was still a child, encountered grievances, looked for his father everywhere, and threw himself into his father's arms, in order to gain a real sense of stability.

At this moment, he also felt that the feeling of the six gods and no owner when he heard the news of the fall of Meng Yangcheng instantly dissipated, found a backer, and was no longer flustered, and his heart that was beating wildly slowly settled down.

Wang Ji opened his eyes and saw his eldest son in armor, he was also stunned, and then saw his panicked and frightened expression in the dark, although he was not very clear, and many thoughts flashed in his heart for a moment, and he probably had some idea of what was going to happen.

After a while, Wang Ji felt that he had completely sobered up, so he sat up and asked in a deep voice, "Ying'er, what happened, why are you in such a hurry?" ”

"Father, the big thing is not good, Meng Yangcheng has fallen!" After all, Wang Ying couldn't bear it, didn't think about it anymore, and told Wang Ji that this was also a sudden bad news for herself.

Usually, in the barracks, they are not called father and son, but by official titles or knighthoods, but at this moment, in a hurry, Wang Ying, who is middle-aged, shows a childlike appearance in front of her father.

"Mengyang City has fallen?" This news hit Wang Ji's heart like a heavy hammer, Rao is he fought in the south and the north, fought in his life, and saw I don't know how many worlds, and at this time he was also hit by this news.

"How so?" Wang Ji repeated the news silently several times in his heart, and the first thought that arose was impossible: "More than ten days ago, I also saw Meng Yang garrison Bai Qianfan, that is according to his description of Meng Yang's defense line, for the Luchuan army, our Ming army is still in control of the situation, why all of a sudden, Meng Yang City fell?" ”

Wang Ying was suddenly asked, Meng Yangcheng did not fall suddenly, but before, their last rescue was refused, so that the last opportunity to rescue Meng Yangcheng was buried.

Seeing Wang Ying's dodging gaze after hearing his question, Wang Ji stared at his son's eyes and asked in a gentle voice: "Ying'er, do you have any information about Meng Yangcheng that I don't know?" ”

"Father!" Wang Ying couldn't hold on anymore under Wang Ji's gaze. Although that gaze was not stern, Wang Ying was no longer familiar with the eyes of his father, Jingyuan Bo Wang Ji, that was a resolute look that could not be changed by any force, no matter how powerful it was, it could not stop Wang Ji's purpose.

Whoever disobeys his orders will be punished with the severest punishment, no one being exempt.

Wang Ying knelt on the ground: "Father didn't know, two days ago, someone in Mengyang City sent an urgent letter to General Zhang Rui of the garrison in the area of Yulanwa Village, asking more than 10,000 soldiers to rescue Mengyang, it is said that Mengyang City has been besieged by 40,000 Luchuan people at that time. ”

However, after General Zhang Rui reported the matter to Tian Li's deputy commander-in-chief, Tian Li's deputy commander-in-chief rejected Mengyangcheng's request for help on the grounds that Mengyang's defenders were poorly defended, the enemy's intelligence was inaccurate, and the Jiangtou City was urgent and could not be mobilized to support. After I learned about this from General Zhang, I was always worried and did not tell my father immediately, but I did not expect that it would cause a catastrophe now. In the end, Wang Ying fell to the ground and kowtowed heavily, feeling guilty and remorseful.

Wang Ji listened to Wang Ying's words, but he faintly felt a little wrong in his heart, and after thinking about it carefully, half of his panic dissipated: "Ying'er, I see that you are hesitating about this matter all day long, and you may have fallen into a trap because of this." ”

"Trap?" Wang Ying raised her head and wondered.

"The sudden fall of Mengyangcheng was originally a very unlikely thing, and the Luchuan people have disappeared since the leader Sijifa was broken through the Ghost Crying Mountain Village, and a large number of troops were scattered everywhere, until the current Jiangtou City, the Sijia recommended Silu to preside over the overall situation, and it was just a little regrouped, and it was even more difficult to organize the army to capture Mengyangcheng in such a few days." Wang Ji shook his head.

"In my opinion, it is possible that the Luchuan army has twice disguised Meng Yangcheng to send letters, and created false information to deceive us into transferring away from the army, so as to achieve their goal of breaking through Jiangtou City and destroying the situation we have been painstakingly managing for several months." Wang Ji continued.

When Wang Ying heard Wang Ji's analysis, he fell into a stupor for a while, but he quickly came to his senses: "But, father, with this information, there is also the token of Meng Yang's garrison, according to General Zhang, please report that all kinds of orders and seals are readily available, and it is impossible to forge them." ”

"Zhang Rui may have detected unreliable news, and you who got the news from him should take a closer look at it, rather than falling into a trap designed by someone." Wang Ji said as he took out a coat and draped it over his pajamas, and stood up: "You said you have intelligence, then take it out and show it to me." ”

"The intelligence is here." Wang Ying hurriedly took out the information and handed it to Wang Ji.

Wang Ji took the information, there seemed to be a lot of paper in the two envelopes, he couldn't help frowning, if it was forged intelligence used to deceive them into transferring troops, it would be too difficult to forge so many intelligence details, could it be that Meng Yangcheng really threw it away so simply?

That is one of the most experienced troops in the Ming million guard army, the combat experience in the jungle of the southwest Luchuan is rarely compared, coupled with sophisticated equipment, a large number of craftsmen and supplies of materials, the quality of this Mengyang City defender, even if it is the current Chinese army, it can take out 10,000 people at most.

If Bai Qianfan can't hold it, then not many people can hold it, unless this Jiangtou City is not fighting.

Wang Ji shook his head, he didn't want to admit or believe in his failure, this kind of extreme self-confidence that belonged to a famous general allowed him to maintain a composure that was completely different from Wang Ying, who was already on the verge of collapse, and calmly commanded: "Hold the lamp." ”

As usual, Wang Ying would never do such a lowly thing by herself, there are always close guards to do it well, but in front of his father, he felt that he had made a big mistake, so he resignedly lit the candle and illuminated the information in Wang Ji's hands.

Wang Ji looked down at the information in his hand, the envelope on it had been opened, and the two pieces of letter paper showed signs of being turned over and read. I felt a lot of information before, and it seems that it was all in the letter below, and since this first piece of information has been opened, you might as well take a look at it first.

Thinking like this, Wang Ji opened the information, and the words on it did say shocking things: Mengyang City has fallen, the defenders have suffered more than seven or eight out of ten, the remaining remnants of the army are retreating towards Manggu Mountain, and the Luchuan army, totaling 40,000, has attacked in the direction of Jiangtou City.

But after looking at it carefully, a smile appeared on the corner of Wang Ji's mouth, and Wang Ying looked strangely from the side: "Father, what's so ridiculous about this?" ”

"Ridiculous? It's ridiculous! Wang Ji slapped the information on Wang Ying's hand and said coldly: "Take a closer look, is there any order on this information?" If it was the information sent by Meng Yang Garrison Bai Qianfan, how could it be just a piece of black and white, without any proof and marking, saying that it was a forgery would be overlooked, and the fake information would not be so perfunctory. ”

Wang Ying hurriedly took the information and looked at it again and again, and sure enough, except for the simple intelligence description, there were no seals or signs that could prove the authenticity of the information.

"You were just disturbed by what happened before, and if we send troops to support you, you will fall into a trap." Wang Ji shook his head and sighed: "You, you're still too flustered to hold your breath." ”

"But, father," Wang Ying was still a little unconvinced and unsure, he almost made a big mistake because of his previous negligence, and now he didn't dare to be careless: "The herald who came to report the news has Bai Qianfan's token." ”

"Tokens?" Wang Ji was stunned for a moment, although he felt that this matter seemed quite complicated, but he didn't expect that there was such a direct proof of the token: "Just recruit the herald, I want to see who this is." ”

"Summoning heralds!" Wang Ying nodded and shouted outside.

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When Duo Zi'an was taken to Wang Ji's military tent, the standing lights in the corners and centers of the military tent had been lit, and the military tent was quite bright for a while. Wang Ji was not wearing armor, he was wearing a simple regular uniform and stood in the middle of the military tent looking at him, obviously an old man over sixty years old, but his posture was as straight as a young man of twenty years old.

On the side was Wang Ying, who looked serious, and when she saw Duo Zi'an coming, she immediately ordered: "Bring your token!" ”

Seeing that the situation was quite serious, Duo Zi'an did not dare to slack off, and immediately presented the token.