Xiping Fort is located on the front line of Quang Ninh, west of the Liao River. During the Nurhachi period, the battle of Xipingbao that took place here was the frontier of the war. After the Battle of Guangning, the lost territory was recovered, and the Ming army, which had retreated to Shanhaiguan, recaptured Ningyuan until the area of Linghe City. And this Xiping Fort fell into the hands of wild boar skins.

Yang Fan slowly came from the west with five hundred righteous servants. The yellow sand is long, there are horse's hooves trampled here all the year round, and there is no grass to grow, Panjin has always been a place where soldiers must fight. He looked out at the square city. The length and width are slightly 600 meters.

Seeing that there were thousands of Qing soldiers lined up at the only city wall to the south, Gamble Jiu stepped forward and said, "Master, you look at the battle of the Tartar dogs, are we a little shabby?" "Xiping Fort only has a south-facing city gate, so the Qing soldiers waiting for Yang Fan's arrival here only need to be in front of the south gate. It is estimated that these thousands of people are just what Fan Wencheng brought to fill the façade.

"What's the panic?" Yang Fan pursed his lips and continued to walk calmly in the forefront. Even if he Fan Wencheng harmed his heart, it was not immediately apparent. Yang Fan estimated that this alliance was actually to drag him down, so that the war in the northwest and northeast could be completed smoothly, so this nonsensical alliance could be regarded as achieving Fan Wencheng's goal, attracting the energy of the Ming Dynasty, and making Yang Fan, a think tank, trapped in this Xiping Fort.

Fan Wencheng had been standing on the west tower, watching the five hundred squad slowly march forward, and muttered: "This person is really a hero!" "These five hundred people dare to come to Xiping Fort to meet the alliance, which is undoubtedly equivalent to Guan Yunchang going to the meeting alone, this guts, according to the idea of normal people. It's just too big.

Standing next to Fan Wencheng was Geng Zhongming. Now his status. Among the Han people in Liaodong, it can be regarded as a little famous. The flag owner who received the Hanzheng Yellow Flag. In addition, with Kong Youde and Shang Kexi, they are called the king of Sanshun, which can be regarded as a compliment to the pacification of southern Liaoning. Huang Taiji's arrangement is also extremely exquisite, if the Han people and the Manchu people, in addition to the language is not smooth, it is inevitable that there will be national emotional conflicts, which is not what Huang Taiji wants, so he simply even the alliance plus the army, are Han people. Of course, there were a few full people watching.

"This meeting, try to delay as much as possible. After the East and West succeeded. Do it again. Fan Wencheng turned around and went downstairs, ready to greet Yang Fan, who had never met before.

Yang Fan was stable, but the officials in the carriage couldn't. Seeing so many people of the Qing army from the curtain, he shouted again and again. An official from the Ministry of Rites walked up to Yang Fan's horse and persuaded, "Lord Zhuguo, don't go!" We will spare our lives, but you are different. If the wild boar skin suddenly attacked, I would not be able to resist these forces for a while, according to the opinion of the lower officials. Let's go and retreat first, and wait for the Guanning army to be invited to protect your safety. ”

Yang Fan said calmly: "Help Lord Shilang into the carriage." As the Ming Mission, who dares to move? Are you scared in such a battle? "The convoy was already only 100 meters away from the south gate of Xipingbao. The Qing army on the west side of the south gate suddenly lined up from the middle. Spread out towards Yang Fan, forming a spacious avenue. Fan Wencheng, Geng Zhongming and others personally went out of the city to greet them.

Today, Fan Wencheng specially picked out a Hanfu. After the autumn in Liaodi, it gets cooler, and such a long shirt is really thin on the body. But in order to show his sincerity, he still put it on. These details. He's done a great job. After dismounting, Fan Wencheng, who looked like a literati, walked to the front of the convoy with several generals. Saluted and said: "The Ming Dynasty went to the Zhuguo meeting, and there was a loss of welcome, and there was a loss of welcome." ”

He glanced up at the car behind the leading horse team, but no one came out, and he didn't feel that he raised his eyebrows, could it be that he didn't have much contact with the high-ranking officials of the Ming Court, and he was rude? No, in terms of grade, as a cabinet scholar, Geng Zhongming is the king of Huaishun, and in terms of status, it can be regarded as the same level to the same level. Besides, a few of them got off the horse first, in order to do the landlord's hospitality, it can be regarded as polite and courteous, this Yang Fan does not come out, and he does not squeak, what does it mean?

Yang Fan dismounted, hugged his fists and saluted: "Fortunately, I will be lucky." ”

Fan Wencheng smiled awkwardly, what is this. Geng Zhongming on the side was not happy, he was already a soldier ruffian, and said sourly beside him: "The Ming Shangzhu Kingdom is really high, so the alliance refuses to show its face, isn't it disgusted that my Qing monarch did not come to bow in person and bow his head?" ”

Fan Wencheng also frowned when he said this rhetoric, and he originally thought about it. After all, I heard that Yang Fan was young, and he became a powerful minister above 10,000 people under one person, so he was inevitably arrogant, and waited until he entered Xiping Fort, and then slowly dealt with it. But Geng Zhongming picked this away, and he was embarrassed to avoid it again, and said with a smile: "This is my King Huaishun of the Qing Dynasty." He glanced at the carriage behind him again, and said, "Didn't Yang Guogong suffer from some kind of wind and cold, and it was inconvenient to see people?" ”

Yang Fan was also stunned when he saw the look of anticipation of these two people, and said with a smile: "Which play are you playing?" Under Yang Fan. I don't know if it's the one you're looking for. The two of them were really blind, thinking that Yang Fan was sitting in the carriage, so they looked over there vigorously, not noticing that the real person was standing in front of them. In addition, they have never met, so they just regard this young man with a knife in his hand as a guard.

Fan Wencheng immediately reacted, feeling that this Shangzhuguo came on horseback and walked at the front of the convoy, which was really timid. The stiffness on his face immediately dissipated, and he smiled and arched his hand: "Brother Yang's true face of Lushan Mountain, I can finally see it today, and I am fortunate to meet it." ”

Geng Zhongming squinted his eyes, looked at Yang Fan from above, and also clasped his fists and said: "Geng Zhongming, the king of Huaishun, is rude." He saw that the Ming court had fallen to only 500 people to come to the alliance, and he couldn't help but feel a little proud, his original escape from death was not the most correct choice given to him by God, otherwise how could he be crowned king and worship the generals today, and become famous.

Fan Wencheng stepped out of the way, waved his hand, and said, "Please." Let's talk again when we go into the city. He looked at the five hundred righteous servants behind Yang Fan again, most of them didn't bring any weapons, just a knife at his waist, and added: "It is really chilling that the Ming Dynasty is a big country, and it is really chilling to send five hundred people to the Liao Alliance, and treat the pillar of a country like this." But Brother Yang, don't worry, for a day in Xipingbao, my army of the Qing Dynasty will definitely keep you safe for a day, please. ”

"Haha. I didn't expect Brother Fan to attach so much importance to this alliance and send so many elite soldiers. I'm really a little chilly here. However, I didn't take this alliance to heart, so when I went to Liao, there was no army to follow, it was just a private alliance. (To be continued.) )