When the Ming army broke out of the encirclement of the Tatars, they immediately fled to the Jiming Station, and all the chariots, horses, and baggage were lost in Wuzhaling. Because the Tartars abandoned the cavalry and fought on foot, they mixed with the Ming army, but they were involuntarily rushed forward by the crazy flow of people.

There was an unprecedented scene of war on the plain in front of the rooster station, and at least a hundred and ten pro-soldiers were surrounded by the generals of both sides, and the rest were mixed with each other. Rushing to the front is the Ming army, behind is the Tartars, and then there is the Ming army, one by one running with crooked armor, all the horns and battle flags are lost, and the whole "pork belly" is rolling forward.

The Tartar who ran in the front had the intention not to chase, but when he looked back, it was the Ming army that was rushing for his life, and if he stopped, he probably didn't have to kill, and he was trampled to death, so he had to run forward like a child. Behind the Ming army was the Tartar on the hill of the original two wings, seeing that there were their own people in front of the Ming army, and they did not see the leader Ming Jin collecting the troops, so they also rushed forward with the flow, running and fighting each other, the strength of the soldiers was equal, and they could not tell the winner for a while.

Since Yang Ling drove out of the county government to report the news, Min County Ling was not relieved, so he was carried to the head of the city to wait. At this time, seeing the flood-like army covering from a distance, Min Xian Ling was startled, and hurriedly ordered the soldiers who stayed behind to set up cannons and prepare to meet the enemy.

When the rebellious army broke and fled to the city tower, Min Zhixian saw this once-in-a-millennium wonder, and he opened his mouth for a while, and his two eyebrows jumped, he really couldn't figure out whether the Ming army had mutinied, or the Tartars had surrendered.

At this time, if the city gate is opened, the Tartar rebel army will definitely take advantage of the chaos to enter the city, and if the army of more than 10,000 people is allowed to use the Jiming Post as a battlefield, this ancient city will be destroyed. Min Wenjian immediately made a decision and immediately ordered Jiang Bin's department to strictly guard the city and not let anyone enter the city.

The soldiers of the Ming army under the city shouted to open the city, and Huang County helped Min Zhixian to stand at the head of the city, shouting to the city: "It is the responsibility of you to destroy the enemy, and it is the responsibility of the county to defend the land, and the Tartars do not retreat, and the city gate is not opened!" ”

Extreme fear can sometimes produce the courage to kill, the frightened Ming soldiers have no way to retreat, looking back at the Tartars who have always been tall and horses, coming and going like the wind, are now the same as them, running sweaty, embarrassed, and the courage is suddenly born, and there is no need to command Zuo, so they catch the right children and fight.

Min County ordered the three cities to guard more than 400 officers and soldiers all transferred to the south city wall, with bows and arrows to assist the Ming army under the city, from time to time cold arrows are fired, although the enemy is mixed, the lethality is limited, but the psychological deterrent is great.

Boyan Meng personally led the army to intercept the Ming army at the end of the gourd valley, and the Tatar soldiers who waited for work and were like wolves and tigers met the Ming army in a hurry, and the Ming army was crushed at the first touch, and He Shijie He Dusi was killed in battle. Boyan chased after him, but he didn't expect the battle to be like this.

At this time, his number of men and horses was slightly superior to that of the Ming army, and his melee ability was far from being comparable to that of the Ming army, but he killed a thousand people and lost eight hundred.

He didn't forget that the general of the Zhuolu Shima Battalion was waving his army, and although the army of General Wei Guang was led away by his own other way, the more than 2,000 elites of the guerrilla general Yang Jialong were also advancing in the direction of Huailai.

Fortunately, at this time, the Ming army was also fighting on its own, unable to effectively organize a counterattack, and the melee lasted until midnight, when Boyan Mengke was able to gather the remnants of the army and retreat, snatching back the horses outside the gourd valley and fleeing away.

Min Zhixian opened the city gate to lead the remnants into the city, and the Ming army hurriedly returned to the city, and even had the courage to clean up the battlefield. In this battle, the Ming army lost 2,000 soldiers, and the other 300 chariots and 800 horses were all lost in the gourd valley.

He Shen will guard the chicken song post for another three days, and the general army of Xuanfu will collect the troops and return to the city, and the people of the Bidu Division will stay behind to guard the chicken song, He Shen will know that his career is bleak, and he will honestly wait to listen to it.

After Yang Ling returned, he wrote down some of the knowledge he knew about strengthening the quality of soldiers and the use of firearms and sent them to General He. In Yang Ling's view, at present, this kind of army with heavy generals and not heavy troops, the two armies are connected, all the generals are brave, the generals are brave and the soldiers are like lions, and the army with millions of soldiers will be scattered without generals, which is really too big a problem. It's just that he thought hard about what he wrote, and as soon as he left, he was thrown under the case with a sneer by General He Shen: A scholar, what insights can he have with the military?

However, it was that Gonggong Liu who quietly picked up the letter and carried it in his arms, and now anything that is unfavorable to General He is evidence that he has escaped responsibility and blamed others. This father-in-law Liu, who didn't read much, actually wrote a high-level report to the Beijing Division: Our army suffered heavy losses and a fourth-grade officer died in battle, all because of He Shenjun's solitary and greedy achievements, which led to being taken advantage of by the Tartars.

On the seventh day after the end of the war, Mrs. Yang was concerned about the real estate of her home, and as soon as the situation stabilized, she couldn't wait to lead her people back to Yangjiaping. Yang Ling let out a big sigh, in the past seven days, he knew how deep the family imprint was on a person in this era, and if there was a person in the family who got ahead, then no matter how far or near the relationship was, he had a great responsibility for the entire family. There were sixty or seventy members of the Yang clan, some of whom were from the same branch nearly a hundred years ago, and all of them who entered the city for food and shelter were justifiably asked for from him, as if that was his obligation.

And other people, whether they are young ladies or colleagues in the township, also take this for granted, and in Yang Ling's concept, it is really a little incomprehensible. Finally sent these people away, Yang Ling returned to the post office easily, and a small official stepped forward to report: "My lord, a gentleman wants to see you, and he has been waiting in the living room for a long time."

Yang Ling threw the reins of the horse to a post man, and rushed to the small post office meeting room, only to see an old man in a green robe sitting on a chair and sipping tea slowly with Erlang's legs crossed. Yang Ling knew that the tea in his post office was divided into four grades, and if it weren't for the officials who personally entertained them, the officials would not have served the best tea. The fourth-class inferior tea can still be drunk so tastefully, and it doesn't seem to be a great character, he put his mind at ease and said with a calm smile: "This gentleman, below is the post of this county, I don't know what to say?" ”

The old man in the green robe was holding tea in one hand, and was gently beating the drum on the desk with the other hand, looking at his appearance, about fifty years old, with a clear face, a pair of Danfeng eyes slightly closed, hearing Yang Ling speak, he opened his eyes slightly, looked up and down a few times, and said with a smile: "Brother Yang is back?" Do you still recognize me? ”

As he spoke, he gently placed the teacup on the table, and Yang Ling caught a glimpse of him wearing an emerald ring on his hand, there were no synthetic products at that time, and the warm color must be worth a lot of money. Yang Ling's heart moved, he was a little curious about the identity of this person, and after looking carefully, he was really a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it for a while.

Seeing that Yang Ling was a little embarrassed, the old man in the green robe couldn't help but smile, got up and said: "The last time you and I met, it was also in this post office, I was a guest at that time, and you were also a guest, but I didn't think that in a month and later, you, the guest, have become the host."

Yang Ling said "ah", and happily arched his hand: "I remember, you are your friend of Master Ma Yi, Mr. Wu Jie Wu, a big pharmaceutical merchant in Sichuan and Shaanxi."

Wu Jie, the big pharmacist who helped Ma Yicheng persuade the Wang family to withdraw the lawsuit, also laughed when he heard this, and then his face turned whole, and he said solemnly: "I am not Ma Yicheng's friend, but his boss." Yang Yicheng, now I am also your boss."

Yang Ling's expression was shocked, looking at this old man who was smiling like a spring breeze and looking shy, his heart flashed, and he couldn't help but say: "The old gentleman is a brocade clothes."

Wu Jie smiled and said slowly: "Aren't you the same now?" Lord Yang, Yang Baihu! ”

Yang Ling was stunned, 100 households? Hundred households are the official sons of the six products, and they are subordinate to the military position of the guard, when did they join the army and become a hundred households?

Wu Jie saw that he was stunned, he smiled and waved his hand: "Don't be surprised, you are acting as an agent, the ministry has already written, and it is estimated that you will be able to receive the appointment later." Although our Ming Dynasty's post is under the jurisdiction of the household department, everyone knows that this post is all our Jinyi guard's people.

Ben Qianhu has sent someone to investigate you, you are Hongzhi fifteen years Xiucai, the family background is innocent, the descendant of the famous general Yang family of the Northern Song Dynasty, I am now under the order of Lord Fuzhang of Fusi Town, Beizhen, I summoned you to Jinyiwei, responsible for intelligence reconnaissance in the Huailai area, and awarded the post of 100 households, and all things are directly dispatched by Ben Qianhu.

Wu Jie said and took out a scroll and a waist card from the sleeve of his robe, smiled and handed it to Yang Ling: "Yang Baihu, Ma Yicheng has worked hard for half his life, and he has not been promoted to Baihu. Hehe, my Jinyiwei's 100 households are still three points better than the 1,000 households in the army, don't let down the appreciation of Lord Zhang. ”

Yang Ling blankly took the waist card of Ren Yu, and said with a meal: "My lord, I really don't understand in my humble position, how can I have made any great contributions?" ”

Wu Jie said with a smile: "It's good to be merit and not arrogant, but you don't have to be humble if it's yours, the little prince of Tatar set up an ambush in the Hulu Valley, and wanted to wipe out our army. ”

Yang Ling lost his voice and said, "What? How can there be such a thing, Lord Qianhu misunderstood, it was too late to get the news and rush there, if it weren't for Bi Dusi leading the army to forcibly open a bloody road, our army" He said this, and suddenly his heart was cold, and the words below were suddenly unable to be said again.

At this time, Wu Qianhu, who had a clear face and a good demeanor, had a cold gaze, revealing a kind of coldness that can only be shown by a character who can decide the life and death of others at any time. He smiled faintly, and said word by word for a long time: "The little prince of Tatar Hulu Valley set up an ambush, wanting to wipe out our army, He Shen General was greedy for merit, and Yang Yicheng of Jinyi Wei and Pegasus reported the news, so that the Ming army was saved from being overthrown, isn't it?" ”

Yang Ling felt a chill in his heart, and subconsciously said: "This humble position is yes."

Wu Jie bowed slightly, suddenly smiled again, and said: "You are a scholar, you live far away from the temple, you don't know the affairs of the court, and you can't blame you if you don't understand some things, but now you are a person of Jinyiwei, so some things you don't understand must be understood now!" ”

Yang Ling involuntarily said: "My lord is saying."

Wu Jie gently rubbed his chin with his fingers wearing a jade wrench, and said slowly: "The court needs a decency, the army needs a scapegoat, and Jinyiwei needs this credit, understand?" ”

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