Li Yongfang didn't want to talk about the things in front of him, he didn't want to listen to it, when the two Jurchen nobles spoke, he could only sit awkwardly and sit in a daze, his status as a small shareholder was very low, and such a major event of competing for the throne of the Khan could die without a place to bury him.

Fortunately, Mang Gurtai didn't embarrass him, or he didn't look down on Li Yongfang, and after talking to Abatai, Mang Gurtai said to Li Yongfang: "Take this Nikanxi Uri forehead away, this person still has some use if he wants to, and he will be called by the forehead at will." ”

Li Yongfang was amnesty, and hurriedly left with Shi Xin, he also had a residence in Khan City, with dozens of his own families as guards, and a few Han thousands of households under his management, and there were generally many slaves at home, just in terms of pomp, it was no longer under the ordinary general soldiers, but Li Yongfang knew that this was all false, and all the enjoyment in front of him was far less than when he was a guerrilla in Fushun, not to mention that there was a sword hanging high in the Ming Dynasty at any time, and the internal struggle here was also very cruel, far less than the bottom line of the Liaodong officialdom back then, If it's not good, he may die, he can only do things steadfastly and show full ability to serve, even so, he is often worried about the future of himself and his family, and he often wakes up in the middle of the night, but he has already stepped on this thief ship, and he can't get down if he wants to.

"Shi Xin, you don't have to shave your hair for the time being," Li Yongfang entered the room and sat in the middle, looking at Shi Xin, who was kneeling at his feet with anxiety, and ordered: "In the past two years, the Great Khan may use troops against the Ming State at any time, and the intelligence over there is very important, Liaoyang and Shenyang will help you pave the way, you also learn some methods of inquiring about intelligence, and also learn some words and Mongolian dialect here, the two have a lot in common, and they are very studious. ”

"Yes, the little ones must be good at learning and working for the adults."

"Alas, it is for the service of the Dajin Kingdom and the Great Khan." Li Yongfang waved his hand tiredly and asked someone to take Shi Xin away.

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When Han Xu arrived at Fengji Fort with his subordinates, he created quite a stir.

Before his arrival, several general soldiers had arrived, Chai Guozhu and He Shixian, You Shigong, Jiang Bi and so on, Wujing Battalion General Zhu Wanliang and Li Bingcheng were the masters, far away to welcome, will be from all over Shenyang to welcome the general soldiers into the fort, in addition to more than ten deputy generals and generals also rushed to Fengji Fort, each general with their own soldiers and family members to come, for a time Fengji Fort Lieutenant General star dazzling, both sides of the official road outside the fort gate and several neighboring villages around, including the field, everywhere are riding horses passing by, Large and small groups of soldiers gathered inside and outside the fort gate to wait for military orders, guerrillas and superintendents, garrison military attachés, everywhere with troops to patrol and guard, the entire Fengji fort was heavily guarded for several miles.

When Han Xu arrived, more than 50 horsemen were still divided into three teams as they did during the exercise, but they were three horizontal teams when they sprinted, and now they were changed to marching columns.

Every eighteen people form a column, three people march in a row on the road, the flag captain and deputy, and a pond horse walk in a row, the flag captain holds the flag to control the rhythm of the march, and the space between every three people is almost the same.

In addition to the marching column on the official road, Han Xu also sent a team of beams and horses to be responsible for opening the road in the lead, and at the same time, during the march, he repeatedly tested the change of the queue such as guarding, encountering the enemy, and facing the battle.

When the more than 50 horsemen arrived at Fengxian Fort, the smoke and dust raised and the murderous aura emitted by the purging team made many people frightened, far away, there were already Ming army sentry horses alarmed, and then the Ming army that was originally scattered everywhere to laugh was alarmed, many people's faces instantly turned pale, many people thought that it was after the Jin Tie cavalry suddenly arrived, there was a thousand total originally standing on the edge of the ridge and laughing with people, seeing the smoke and dust, dozens of horses came to the purge, he screamed twice, quickly wanted to turn over the horse, but in a hurry could not climb the horse, Half of his foot was stuck in the stirrup, and he fell to the ground, and was dragged ten steps by the horse before he was rescued.

waited until Han Xu and the others got closer, and people saw that it was the general banner of the Ming army, so they slowly relaxed their hearts.

Many people looked at Han Xu and others with complicated eyes, the war horse was fat and strong, the skin on the horse's body was shining with oil, the war horse was fed very well, no worse than Dongyu's, dozens of knights on the horse were wearing iron scale armor, the armor leaves were neat, the maintenance and scrubbing were excellent, and the robe on the body seemed to be newly made not long ago, the red robe was matched with the outer armor painted with red lacquer, under the red flag, it was really majestic.

When these Ming soldiers looked at Han Xu and the others, Han Xu also looked at these soldiers and horses.

He has seen a lot of ordinary Daming battalion soldiers, the so-called regular soldiers and strange soldiers to help the guerrillas, each battalion also has its own name, for example, Zhu Wanliang's battalion was originally a guerrilla battalion, after Zhu Wanliang was promoted to the general soldier, his battalion became a regular battalion, and named the Wujing battalion, it sounds very good, but this battalion has hardly changed, a battalion is less than 2,000 people, the infantry accounts for nearly ninety percent, and the remaining one percent is Zhu Zongbing's personal soldiers and Tang horse sentinels, and it is these more than 200 cavalry that can be used when really fighting, and the infantry may not even have enough qualifications for cannon fodder.

The strength of the cavalry is also very limited, only a hundred or so families are considered elite, that is, they are stronger than ordinary night guards, archery and riding skills are better, and they go up at the critical time, as long as the generals do not run, these families can only fight to the death and not retreat.

Today, the generals gathered, and most of the people gathered outside Fengji Fort were the proud sons of these Ming troops, and most of these cavalrymen were wearing blue or red jackets and cotton armor.

There are also two kinds of cotton armor, one is the cotton armor with iron nails on the outside, and the other is the iron leaf on the inside, which is more solid and has strengthened the protection ability a lot.

It's just that cotton armor is cotton armor after all, and the protection is limited, and only half of these family members are qualified to wear real iron armor, and there are also a few team leaders, not only iron armor, but also cotton armor or chain mail tied to the side of the horse's body.

Unlike the Later Jin Dynasty, the Ming army did not have a ration of horse armor, and a small number of heavy cavalry of the Later Jin Dynasty were equipped with horse armor, not only the knights wore double armor, but the war horses were also wearing armor, which was the strongest elite used to make a final decision when the Later Jin Dynasty was critical.

There are two or three hundred people in the big group, and dozens of people in the small group, standing scattered on the edge of the official road and the abandoned village, or leading the horse to stand in the barren farmland, each of them has a familiar look from Han Xu, with an unruly face and fierce eyes.

Ren Shangwu said suddenly: "These dogs, they look like Lao Tzu two months ago. ”

Everyone chuckled when they heard this, and everyone felt deeply proud of the changes that had taken place in themselves and this team, and they didn't feel anything when they were in the dungeon, but at this time, compared with these other Ming troops, even if the other party was a family team, they obviously felt inferior to themselves.

It's a subtle feeling, and only those who have been tempered in the bunker know why.

Many small details, including grooming, physical fitness, queues, military order flags, drums and trumpets, all have a completely different feeling from ordinary Ming soldiers.

Of course, it feels like I'm stronger, and I'm on a stronger team!

Han Xu is also a general opinion, he has been in the Ming army for more than half a year, and he already knows a lot of things, these families only have personal martial arts, and the same is true for generals to pick people, when they encounter war, they rush up and kill the enemy with personal martial arts to break the formation, and after the break, the battalion soldiers will pick up, if it is unfavorable, the battalion soldiers will be abandoned and flee first, but unfortunately there are many unfavorable situations here in Liaodong, and the strong appearance of the soldiers in front of them is just an illusion, and the original form will be revealed in the face of war.

"Lord Jingluo has arrived."

Someone shouted not far away, Han Xu took a look, but saw that there was a guard of honor for soldiers and horses coming on the official road in the direction of Liaoyang, and the number was not very large.

"Let's go." Han Xu said: "I'll also rush over to meet Jingluo." ”