Liaoyang, the governance of Liaodong, Liaodong Jingluo Yuan Yingtai is holding the book from Fushun Flying Pigeon, and is watching with Hou Shilu, the chief soldier of Ningxia. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Hou Shilu was very shocked after reading it, he didn't expect that Old Master Chen would be old and strong, and he would actually restore Fushun, which is a great achievement. Hou Shilu was excited in his heart and looked up at Yuan Yingtai.

Yuan Yingtai is a native of Fengxiang, Shaanxi, an honest and capable official, especially good at civil affairs, plus he is the first leader in the Donglin Party in Liaodong, and he is from the northwest with Hou Shilu, so the two can also talk about everything.

"Lord Yuan, this is a great event, you should celebrate and celebrate." Hou Shilu looked at Yuan Yingtai excitedly.

Yuan Yingtai stroked his beard, noncommittal, and waited for a while before he said lightly: "Lord Chen actually sent troops to Fushun without authorization for some merit, but Lord Chen is getting younger and younger." ”

When Hou Shilu heard Yuan Yingtai say this, his heart suddenly cooled down, and he immediately understood that Yuan Yingtai was still angry about receiving the dispatch document yesterday.

is also a military general, Hou Shilu knew that he could not stay out of the matter at this time, he secretly glanced at Yuan Yingtai's expression, and said softly: "Old Master Chen is also for the imperial court, and he fought a battle to Fushun, whether it is right or wrong, the winner should not be harshly criticized." ”

Yuan Yingtai glanced at Hou Shilu, he naturally understood Hou Shilu's careful thoughts. Yuan Yingtai said coldly: "Lord Chen is naturally the first merit, but this overseas demon bewitches a group of military generals and civil officials, but it is a big crime, I think this demon should be detained in Fushun, and he will be sent to Liaoyang for interrogation in the future." ”

Hou Shilu was a little puzzled, he didn't understand the reason why Yuan Yingtai did this. Hou Shilu didn't dare to refute Yuan Yingtai's opinion, he had heard many people say Yuan Yingtai's stubbornness, especially now that he was Yuan Yingtai's subordinate, it was impossible to do so.

Thinking of this, Hou Shilu kept silent, turned his gaze to the side, and let Yuan Yingtai arrange it.

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The news of the conquest of Fushun reached the yamen of the Shenyang prefect on the evening of 29 March. Chen Fuke was extremely happy after reading the good news, and even drank three glasses of rice wine with his master to celebrate. Once the situation around Shenyang stabilizes, Chen Fuke will go to work, but Chen Fuke is full of emotion when he thinks that he can see Fushun recover with his own eyes before leaving.

Since the Battle of Sarhu, the Tartars have been in a state of active attack, while the Ming army has completely fallen into a passive defense with low morale. After this battle, a large number of veterans of the Ming army outside the Guanwai were killed, the city walls were seriously damaged, the people were displaced, and the court officials only sought self-protection, and rarely had the idea of taking the initiative to attack. And now Like Fushun will bring significant changes to the imperial court's military and people's livelihood decisions outside the Guan.

Thinking of this, Chen Fuke picked up the wine glass again, but unexpectedly the wine glass was empty.

Staff member Master Liu said with a smile: "The prefect is full of excitement today, and he must be thinking of the defeat of the Salhu army in the Wanli period." ”

"The master's eyes are like torches, and the old man sees today's good news and sighs back then."

Master Liu smiled slightly, and said in his heart that Dong Weng was concerned about the situation of the imperial court in Liaodong, and he didn't even think about his future, nor did he want to take this opportunity to make a difference in Liaodong. This overseas master Shen Jia has a lot of friends with Dong Weng, and he can turn the tide with his own strength, and he is a cadre of the imperial court wherever he goes, why does Dong Weng not want to find a chance to stay in Liaodong, but wait to be taken away by the Donglin faction.

Master Liu is a smart person, he knows that Chen Fuke seems to be weak, but in fact he is strong in his heart, and some things are barely coming, so Master Liu does not take the initiative to break it, but just accompanies Chen Fuke to drink.

"Master Liu, now that Fushun has been recovered, according to the previous plan, General Qi will also be promoted to Fushun, when do you think it is appropriate? I'm so prepared. ”

"My lord, at present, the situation of the host and guest outside the Guanxi is translocated, and when the future is uncertain, what we want is stability, and the new defeat of the Tartars will take time to organize a new offensive, so General Qi is not in a hurry to open for a while."

"What Master Liu said is that in this battle of Fushun, there were many casualties among the Tatars, and it seems that Shenyang is still taking stabilizing the situation as the top priority."

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Since Chen Ce left Shenyang, Zhu Wanliang was still a little uneasy at first, worried that the spies in the city would take advantage of this to cause chaos. As a result, it has only been two days, and Mr. Chen has actually tried to overcome Fushun, which really surprised Zhu Wanliang.

Zhu Wanliang, who was happy, slowly realized that he had been fooled by Chen Ce, an old fox, that overseas master was indeed sharp, and what he said was true.

Realizing that he had been deceived, Zhu Wan's conscience was very unhappy, so he used the excuse that something was wrong and returned to the camp in advance.

After returning to the camp, Zhu Wanliang drank a few glasses of stuffy wine, and soon fell asleep. This sleep lasted until he woke up after dinner, Zhu Wanliang felt in good spirits, so he walked out of the big tent and wanted to walk around.

Zhu Wanliang wandered around the camp with two guards, and suddenly found that there seemed to be a few soldiers in front of the left army tent, which was very noisy, and Zhu Wanliang's heart burned with an evil fire.

Zhu Wanliang walked up, scolded a few recruits loudly, and ordered the recruits to be stripped off their clothes left and right, and beat them hard.

Listening to the recruits' shouting for mercy from their father, Zhu Wanliang felt a little more comfortable in his heart.

After going around the camp, Zhu Wanliang felt a little bored, and couldn't help but think of the dice game mentioned by the general a few days ago, so he ordered his subordinates to invite the general to come over. Anyway, the left and right are idle, and gambling at night is just the right time to pass the time.

Zhu Wanliang did not prohibit gambling in the camp, and used it to gather people for fun in the past. Previously, Zhu Wanliang was worried about the safety of Shenyang City and did not dare to act rashly, but after getting the good news today, although he was not very happy, he was very safe in his heart, so he called everyone to gamble, and this vigilance was much looser.

The generals in the barracks saw that the commander was gambling, and they came over to see the excitement together, and for a while, the barracks was full of shouts and scolding.

As the coach relaxed, everyone began to slack off, and the fun continued from unitary time to midday. Just when everyone was having fun, they suddenly heard hundreds of people outside the camp shouting: "Fire, fire, Tartars have entered the city, Tartars have entered the city." ”

The generals who gambled in the tent were stunned for a moment, and then turned around to look for weapons. During the panic, someone accidentally knocked the oil lamp to the ground, and the big tent was suddenly pitch black.

At this time, I heard someone near the camp shouting: "The enemy has entered the camp, everyone is ready to fight." ”

Hula, everyone in the darkness did not care about the danger and rushed out of the tent together. When I arrived outside the tent, I found that some tents in the camp were already burning. The generals were a little stunned, and they didn't know if the enemy had entered the camp.

Suddenly, there were several screams from behind the tent that was not on fire in the distance, but it was impossible to see anything because it was in the dark. Zhu Wanliang had no choice but to grab a centurion and asked him to take someone to check it. After waiting for a while, the centurion came back and told Zhu Wanliang that four soldiers had been killed, and it seemed that they were Zhu Wanliang's own soldiers.

Zhu Wanliang is not exactly a straw bag, he is quite vigilant at this time. Zhu Wanliang felt as if a spy had infiltrated the camp, he looked around and shouted loudly: "All battalions are back to the team, all the headquarters are ordered, and the name is reported quickly." ”

The soldiers in the camp were scattered around, and suddenly they heard the commander shouting, so they prepared to return to the team.

Suddenly, a flash of fire suddenly flew outside the fence of the camp, and hundreds of rockets were fired into the crowd.

On weekdays, the Ming army is well-trained, but tonight because of gambling, everyone relaxed their vigilance, and just now they were frightened and frightened, and suddenly saw a bunch of rockets shooting head-on, and the Ming army, which was already panicked, suddenly became a mess again.

Some of Zhu Wanliang's soldiers are new recruits and have not really entered the battlefield. Since arriving in Shenyang in a hurry, the recruits have been nervous. On weekdays, Zhu Wanliang treats his subordinates according to his personal mood and preferences, beating and scolding at the least, and torture and killing his head at the worst, and there is always a resentment in the barracks that cannot be released.

Taking advantage of the chaos at this time, some soldiers who usually have a grudge feel that they have found an opportunity. They are looking for their former enemies, either secretly smashing them with the hilt of their knives or stabbing them severely.

Everyone originally suspected that there were spies in the army, but at this time, they were secretly handed cold knives, and the crowd suddenly became chaotic, and some people began to slash and kill each other.

People who didn't want to join the warband, but when they saw their friends or acquaintances being slashed and killed by others, they also joined the warband to deal with the abuser. As a result, the war group grew bigger and bigger, and it didn't take long for the entire military camp to be completely reduced to a Shura field.

Chen Fuke was still in the prefect's yamen at this time, and was discussing with Qi Jin about the reconstruction. Both of them also heard what seemed to be a commotion outside, so they both stopped and walked to the window to look out.

At this time, Qi Jin's personal soldiers came to report that there were people rebelling and setting fire on the street opposite the prefect's yamen, and the number of people was more than five or six hundred.

Chen Fuke and Qi Jin were shocked, and they both felt that this matter was not trivial.

Qi Jin was very decisive, and clenched his fists and said to Chen Fuke: "My lord, let me send someone to the south gate as soon as possible to convene my subordinates to quell the rebellion, it's too late, this is the prefect's yamen, once it falls, it will affect the overall situation, don't hesitate at this time!" ”

Chen Fuke pondered for a while, and immediately understood what Qi Jin meant. The prefect is the nominal supreme administrator of Shenyang, and once the prefect's yamen falls into the hands of the rebels, it will naturally have a great stake.

Chen Fuke hurriedly said: "Please also ask General Qi to order a rescue." ”

Seeing this, Qi Jin hurriedly asked a pro-soldier to hold a token in his hand and quickly ran over the wall from the backyard to the south gate to ask for help.

Watching the soldiers go out, Chen Fuke looked worried, and asked Qi Jindao: "General Qi, the rebels are strong, I'm afraid we won't be able to last long, if the rescuers can't come in advance, General Qi has a good plan?" ”

Qi Jin said slowly with a worried face: "There are still a hundred personal soldiers who came with me, I hope they can hold on for a while, can Lord Chen organize the officials and subordinates on duty in the yamen to buy some time for ourselves?" ”

Chen Fuke said in his heart that he was in a panic for a while, and he forgot that there were still some guards in the yamen, and he almost missed a big thing. Thinking of this, Chen Fuke hurriedly stood up and walked out of the house quickly to organize people.

At this time, Qi Jin also walked out of the prefect's yamen under the leadership of two pro-soldiers and entered the opposite street. Qi Jin decided to personally sit in command of the defense.

On both sides of the street, the Qi family army had formed a mandarin duck formation in accordance with the earlier training, blocking the entrances in both directions of the street. The number of Ming troops was small, but this section of the street was relatively narrow and could not deploy troops, and for the Ming army with a small number of people, the pressure was not too great for a while.

Qi Jin is Qi Jiguang's nephew, participated in the Korean War during the Wanli period, and was the first to climb Goryeo City, and is a powerful general. After Qi Jin took charge in person, the Ming army, which was still a little flustered, slowly calmed down, and the morale of the Ming army began to rise.

Qi Jin carefully observed the rebels by the light of the fire, they didn't seem to look like Houjin Tartars, more like Mongols, Qi Jin's originally nervous heart began to slowly relax.

To deal with the Mongols, this national policy has been implemented since the beginning of the establishment of the Ming Dynasty. The Ming Dynasty used military, economic, political and other conceivable means to repeatedly weaken Mongolia in the past two hundred years, and the generals of all sizes have more or less accumulated some experience, and so did Qi Jin.

The battle with the rebels was stalemate for a while, and the rebels on the opposite side saw that it was difficult to overcome for a while, so they began to set fire to the neighborhood. Some of the rebels even poured into the homes of civilians, burning, killing and looting, and soon there was a fire everywhere.

The number of Qi Jin's personal soldiers with him is too small, and it is okay to protect himself, but when it comes to attacking, he can only cover his face and can't bear to look at it directly. At this time, there was a raging fire everywhere, but Qi Jin was helpless.

Zhu Wanliang's camp, which was stationed at the North Gate Schoolyard, saw that the camp was already indistinguishable, and he had secretly fled outside the camp.

The interior of the camp was full of Ming troops rolling around, some of them were completely caught up in the madness of slaughter, they kept chasing and killing others, while others gradually realized that the situation was not right and began to prepare to slip away.

Zhu Wanliang had secretly escaped from the camp, and he wanted to run to the prefect's yamen to ask for help. There was a distance from the camp to the Yamen, and Zhu Wanliang and the others were panting with them, they were too tired and planned to stop for a little rest.

After resting for a while, I felt that my breath was slightly relaxed, but I suddenly found that the fire was shining in the direction of the prefect's yamen, which was particularly dazzling in the dark night. Zhu Wanliang was shocked, and said in his heart that at this time, the Tartars might have really entered the city, and Zhu Wanliang's brain was suddenly dizzy.

By the time Zhu Wanliang woke up slowly, the soldiers had already carried him into a poor family in the north of the city. Zhu Wanliang's personal soldiers were quite experienced in escaping, and they knew that it was best to choose a poor family at this time, and no one cared about it.

The man of the house hid in a corner of the house with his wife and two young sons in his arms, watching a group of military men bow their heads and mutter.

Zhu Wanliang and his soldiers discussed for a long time, and finally decided to find a safe place to stay first, such as staying in a temple in the city for one night, and then waiting for dawn to take advantage of the chaos to leave the city.

Since it was decided, Zhu Wanliang and the others began to take off their clothes without saying a word. Everyone stripped off only their dirty clothes, and then stood naked in front of the male owner, asking for old clothes.

At first, the man thought that these military masters were going to commit violence, so he knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing. At this time, I heard that they were asking for clothes, so I trembled and went to look for them.

This family was poor, and there were only three tattered clothes to look for, and the other two soldiers had no clothes to wear, so they simply took off the clothes of the man of this family.

The last soldier looked at the others with a look of resentment, and he was really helpless, so he had to let the hostess take off his clothes.

The hostess thought that the military master was going to insult her, and she swore to die, and just took out the scissors and planned to fight hard, but Zhu Wanliang, who was quick-eyed, sheathed her and knocked the scissors to the ground.

Zhu Wanliang and the others threatened the hostess with knives, and if they didn't take off their clothes, they would kill her two children. The hostess was crying, and at the same time had to hide in the inner room, take off her clothes and throw them out.

Zhu Wanliang's personal soldiers were bent on fleeing for their lives at this time, and they couldn't take care of this naked woman, so they quickly changed their clothes and went to the nearby temple together to touch it in the dark.

Qi Jin, who was outside the prefect's yamen, was extremely anxious at this time, the Mongols were setting fires, and the fire seemed to be spreading to the prefect's yamen by taking advantage of the night wind. Qi Jin's troops were too small at this time, and although the quality of his soldiers was far superior to that of the Mongols who were rebelling, he could not withstand the large number of rebels.

Gradually, many people under Qi Jin have been injured, but they are still struggling to persevere. Qi Jin had no choice but to command everyone to fight and retreat. When the Mongols saw that the continuous attack had finally taken effect, their morale was immediately boosted, and they immediately rushed over.

The Ming army fought and retreated, slowly retreating to the vicinity of the square in front of the prefect's yamen, Qi Jin knew that there was no reason to retreat at this moment. Once the Mongols were allowed to enter the square, they were numerous, and they could deploy their forces here, and then the Ming army would completely lose the opportunity to turn the tables.

Qi Jin looked around and roared angrily: "The big husband is serving the country today!" ”

After that, Qi Jin also killed the crowd alone.