Wang Lanping let go of Lao Langzhong, his eyes flashed, he gently stroked Fang Ling's miserable white face, lowered his head to kiss and kiss, tears slid down Fang Ling's face.

"Fang Ling, don't die, you are Fang Ling, not Yun Niang's shadow, get up, I, I'll take you home, in the future, it will be your forever home, you can no longer live a wandering life, you don't have to live on the street anymore, and you don't dare to bully you, Fang Ling ......"

No matter how Wang Lanping called out in pain, Fang Ling just lay quietly, not moving, she slept so quietly, as if she had arrived home, as if her carefully dressed face had bloomed tonight, as if there was no more war in her world, no escape, no days of being oppressed, she just had to lie down here, the sky and the earth were big, she only needed to be three feet wide.

Wang Lanping took Fang Ling's weak hand and put it on his face, her hand was so cold, so cold that Wang Lanping's heart fell into the cold valley together.

He didn't know why he was so memorable to Fang Ling, a girl who had only known her for more than half a month, she was just playing the role of Yun Niang in his heart from beginning to end.

But at this moment, he looked at Fang Ling lying here, but his heart ached, he only felt that something heavy in his life was quickly slipping away from him, he wanted to catch it, but he couldn't catch it, don't go, don't go.

This scene of life and death parting moved the old man on the side to sigh, how many heroes are sad to pass the beauty pass, and no matter how tall the man is, he will inevitably have a chivalrous side.

Lao Langzhong couldn't bear to see that this young life like a flower like a jade boat was a fragrant jade death, he gritted his teeth and forgot it. Smash the signboard, smash the signboard.

A fatal injury like Fang Ling would not be diagnosed and treated by ordinary medical centers. The likelihood of a dying person being cured well is almost zero. In case he dies in the hospital, this signboard will be smashed, not to mention the people in front of him.

Today, Lao Langzhong is out of the way.

"Master Hou, let the old man take a look again, do his best, and obey the destiny of heaven"

When Wang Lanping heard that there was still a glimmer of hope, he wiped the corners of his eyes and said in surprise, "Okay." Sir, you must think of a way."

Lao Langzhong closed his eyes and meditated, his hand rested on Fang Ling's pulse, the pulse was still so weak, but suddenly Lao Langzhong's eyes opened, as if he had seen a miracle, and he was busy looking at Fang Ling's closed eyes, and then reached out and pressed lightly on her abdomen, taking a deep breath.

"Second son. Go, come to a basin of hot water."

Wang Lanping was overjoyed in his heart and said busily, "Sir? Is there a salvation? ”

The old man shook his head. "It's too badly injured for me to save her, but. She's still alive and you can keep talking in her ear. This worked, I can only try. Stop her bleeding for the time being, if she can survive, only you can save her."

"Where?"

"Master Hou has led the soldiers, because he knows that this kind of trauma can only be treated by medical officers in the army, and others can't do anything."

"But I have long stopped leading troops, and the medical officer of this army is far away in Xiangshan, so I am afraid that I am not in a hurry."

"Then the old decay has no choice, I can only stop her bleeding temporarily, according to the old decay's observation, the girl's knife wound should not hurt the vital point, but the blood loss is excessive, I stop the bleeding now, if you have a way to send her to the military medical officer, this girl may have a trace of life, I think you are not lightly injured"

A glimmer of light rose in Wang Lanping's heart, on the battlefield, the military doctors had dealt with much more serious wounds than this, and they were far more experienced than these so-called famous doctors in the city.

"Thank you, sir, save her first, I don't care, you do your best, I'll figure out the rest"

**

Tonight, not only Wang Lanping is experiencing life and death parting, but Xiangshan, which is fifty miles away, is also shrouded in the breath of death.

During the day, the food personally sent by the military headquarters and the people to the barracks made the whole army have a full meal, and the meal was called a full pleasure.

In the middle of the moon, the barracks of the champion army were silent, only the soldiers who were constantly patrolling back and forth from time to time, and on both sides of the camp, the soldiers and horses of Wang Yongji and other military marquis who were still fully armed were standing guard.

From time to time, the moon penetrated into the clouds, and the earth was pitch black, and in the blink of an eye, I could not see my fingers.

Several figures quickly ran to the gate of the camp, and lightly touched the soldiers standing guard at the gate, and several of them moved in unison, and grabbed their necks through the gap in the fence, and the sharp knife slashed through the throat, and after a while of convulsions, did not cause a trace of movement.

Farther away from the gate, more soldiers were sitting around the extinguishing fire, sleeping with spears in their arms.

The camp gate slowly moved open, and Song Xian led more than 100 people to come out, touched behind those people, and moved together, covering their mouths, buckling back, cutting their throats, and starting quickly and ruthlessly.

In the blink of an eye, the dozen or so people standing guard at the gate had been eliminated, and everyone quickly moved the corpses into the last tents in the camp, changed into their clothes, and then stood in front of the camp gate as if nothing had happened, and rekindled the fire, sitting around and chatting and laughing in a low voice, without attracting anyone's attention.

And only one hundred and ten people in all this champion army know, that is, Song Xian, Song Dali and Wang Lanping's former personal soldiers, in addition, Lian Fang Guoan, Cao Dingjiao and others were kept in the dark.

Out of the camp, looking for a remote path, nearly a hundred people scattered in all directions.

There are also some small villages and towns in the surrounding areas of the Xiangshan camp, and some military masters who are officials do not want to live that kind of hard life in tents every day, so they live in these surrounding villages and towns as their temporary military headquarters.

Like Wang Yongji, as well as the former Jiangxi General System, the current Dingxi Hou, the former Songjiang General Army, and the current Jiande Hou and other four military marquis live in these places, they were originally local officials, arrogant and lascivious, naturally they will not stay in the barracks with the soldiers every day, and there can be no women in the army, which is something they are unwilling to accept.

Several military marquis are scattered in various villages and towns, with only a dozen or so personal guards by their side, although the place where they live is very inconspicuous, but this can't escape Wang Lanping's ears and eyes, don't look at Wang Lanping pretending to be idle in the city, but in private he has already sent someone to find out these things, and even these military marquis will hug which woman to sleep tonight.

To have such an intelligence system, it has to be attributed to one person, that is, Emperor Chongzhen. In the early years of Chongzhen, the notorious Jinyi Wei was disbanded. Under an order, tens of thousands of Jinyi guards in the world had nothing to do. It's good that there is a way, but those guards who have been fighting for generations have since lost their source of livelihood.

Although Emperor Chongzhen later reactivated the Jinyi Guard, in fact, the Jinyi Guard at this time no longer had much power, and once he lost his power, he wanted to take it back in a short time, how could it be so easy.

A large number of Jinyi guards have jobs but nothing to do, idle in various places, after the city of Beijing is broken, Beijing Jinyi Wei first descended. and cleared.

As the emperor's personal soldier, Jinyiwei only obeyed the emperor's orders, and never paid attention to the hundred officials, so whether it was a big official or a small official, they gritted their teeth when they mentioned Jinyiwei, and it was precisely because Emperor Hongguang was supported by the ministers that they could naturally think of what would happen to the Jinyiwei in the Nanjing court. After the meeting, it became a guard of honor for the royal family, with no real power at all, and more people lived on the streets and lost their jobs. There is no loyalty to the royal family anymore.

Nanjing's Jinyi Wei Yamen is not far from Wang Lanping's Nanjing Garrison Yamen in the past, and if there is nothing to do, he will drink and fart with these broken Jinyi Wei thousands of households, and send silver. It didn't take long to pull the relationship. These brocade guards were taken in by Wang Lanping for his own use, and became his secret agents in the city of Nanjing.

Do the work of an undercover agent. That's the old business of Jinyiwei, it's really pervasive, and any minister can ask how loud it is.

Outside the city, there were already people waiting for the Jinyi guards here, and they had been hiding here for several days, monitoring their every move.

Under the leadership of Jin Yiwei, soon, one hundred and ten people were divided into four teams, and they were moving towards their respective goals.

In the blink of an eye, it has been nearly three watches, and Song Xian's goal is to Dinghuai Marquis Wang Yongji, and holding him is equivalent to holding half of the strength of the seven military marquis.

Wang Yongji lives in a small town in Zhujialing, and there are not many people in the town, five or six thousand, and there are only two vertical and horizontal streets.

Wang Yongji has arranged secret sentinels around the town, and as long as there is a little trouble, someone will immediately report back to him, but today their opponent is a Jinyi guard who is more professional than the sentries in the army, and he is the best at this kind of counter-investigation.

Soon, the outlying outposts were cleared one by one, and more than 20 people including Song Xian sneaked with knives and entered the town.

The town was already small, and it didn't take long to come to the residence of Wang Yongji.

It was a small courtyard with no light in it, and there were two soldiers guarding the door.

Song Xian nodded to the people around him, and everyone acted separately.

Next to the corner of the wall, at the moment when the moon once again burrowed into the clouds, several people pounced together, and two soldiers were killed on the spot.

The slight noise outside the house still alarmed the dozen or so guards inside.

"What's going on outside, be mental, don't want to sleep secretly, it's still early for the shift"

There was no movement outside the hospital, but I heard footsteps coming from inside the hospital.

Song Xian once again ordered everyone to guard the walls in pairs, and he himself took ten Wang Lanping's personal soldiers and two brocade guards, taking advantage of the moment when the other party had just opened the courtyard door, he suddenly rushed in, and pierced the two on the spot.

There was a big chaos in the courtyard for a while, and a few saw that the situation was not good, and wanted to escape over the wall, but as soon as they landed, they were cut off by the ground guarding outside.

That is, in the blink of an eye, before the people in the courtyard could resist, seven or eight people had already died on the spot, Song Xian beckoned, and everyone rushed into the house.

Song Xian followed and stabbed the other party in the neck.

With a burst of swords and swords, the sixteen personal soldiers brought by Wang Yongji were all killed, and Song Song also lost three people.

At this time, Wang Yongji also woke up in fright, but before he could get out of the bed in a hurry, he was blocked at the door by Song Xian and others.

"You, who are you? Bold, Song Xian, do you want to rebel? ”

The two women lying next to Wang Yongji were so frightened that they screamed and went straight into the quilt.

Song Xian waved his hand, and everyone rushed up, pulled the two women out of the quilt, threw the clothes to them, and asked them to squat in the corner, and someone waved the bloody long knife in front of them, "Make a sound again, chop you up"

The two of them trembled, not daring to look or make a sound.

Song Xian put away the knife and said with a smile, "General Wang, life is quite moist, get up, put on your clothes"

The two knives walked over, Wang Yongji was so frightened that his face was pale, looking at the knife in the hands of these people that was still dripping blood, no need to ask, his own soldiers must have died.

He is not from Wang Lanping's martial arts background, his fist and foot kung fu is basically zero, and he was originally born as a civil official.

Wang Yongji was taken to the desk in another room, and said in a trembling voice, "Song, General Song, this, what's going on, they are all a family, and they all work hard for the imperial court, you, whatever you want, I, I will satisfy you."

Song Xian took out a piece of paper from his arms and threw it on the desk, "It's not a big deal, come, copy this"

Wang Yongji looked down and saw a line of writing on the paper: The whole battalion is hereby ordered to march to Dong'anmen Gate in Nanjing at 3 o'clock on the night of 20 November and camp in the city.

"What?" Wang Yongji immediately understood.

"Don't talk nonsense, write" As soon as Song Xian turned his head, a personal soldier immediately walked over, and raised a knife to pierce a bloody hole in Wang Yongji's thigh.

"Ahh Write, I write"

After writing it, Song Xian asked him to stamp the seal of the Guan, which can be regarded as a genuine troop transfer order.

"You, send this order to his camp," Song Xian ordered.

There are four military orders like this tonight, Wang Yongji's troops were transferred to Dong'anmen in Nanjing, and the rest of the people were ordered, not a single soldier can be mobilized without a military order, and of course there will be no next military order, and these people will all be in different places after writing this military order.

Song Xian got what he wanted, and there was no need for the people in this house to live, and they were killed together with the two women who were found in the incense building of Qinhuai River.

At this time, Song Xian also ordered someone to throw a signal into the sky, a rising Kong Ming lantern.

This signal was quickly received by Song Dali.

The four military orders were also sent to the battalions, and there were seven battalions around the champion army, in fact, as long as the four battalions closest to the champion army were controlled, these four battalions would not be in trouble, and the others would not move.

Song Dali took advantage of the fact that the whole camp was asleep, called a few cronies, held piles of fire-starting things, and set fire in the camp of the champion army, because the camp was very close to the river, the wind was very strong, and the fire swept in a moment, fortunately, Song Dali had a plan, and there were no people from the champion army in the burning tent, only the sentry that had just been killed by Song Xian at the door, but it had been burned beyond recognition at the moment.

The whole battalion was in turmoil, Zheng Sen and Fang Guoan and other commanders were also hurriedly putting on their armor, the fire was still spreading, and the battalion did not know what was going on.

Song Dali shouted, "Hurry, save people" Anyone wants to save it, only the corpse is burned. (To be continued.) )