Fan Wencheng hid in an inconspicuous carriage in the convoy, he lifted the corner of the curtain, and watched the scene at the city gate from beginning to end, this Cui Chengxiu is still a little tricky, a few words, a few actions to win over Mao Wenlong, but it is still too explicit. There is also Yuan Chonghuan, this guy, he didn't go to the Hongmen banquet he designed, so he had to make dangerous moves to encourage Cui Chengxiu to enter the city to kill Yuan Chonghuan, as for whether he can succeed, in fact, Fan Wencheng himself is not sure, even if he can't kill it, the contradiction between Cui and Yuan will intensify, the generals of the Ming Dynasty will lose harmony, the food and salary will not be good, and the collapse will be a matter of time.

The day before yesterday, Cui Chengxiu's staff Zhou Mengren suddenly fell ill and had to send someone to Xuzhou Mansion to recuperate, Fan Wencheng felt that it was not so simple, and secretly sent four guards to kill him, and if he couldn't get Zhou Mengren's head, he wouldn't come back, it was said that with their skills, they should have come back to restore their lives, but they have not returned yet, and this matter can't help but cast a shadow on Fan Wencheng's heart. Now there is only Song Qingfeng around him, it depends on him whether he can retreat with his whole body, this young man with a gloomy face is often selected by him, I don't know what kind of injury he suffered during the battle of Liguo, but Fan Wencheng knows that the power of hatred is huge, morale is available, and if used properly, such a martial arts master plays a greater role than ten Niu Lu cavalry.

Right now, Song Shaoxia, who is burdened with a heavy responsibility, is staring at who is watching outside through the window on the other side of the carriage, with a flame of hatred in his eyes, Fan Wencheng can't help but look over, behind the Xuzhou army that is lined up to welcome him, a red-robed young man riding a horse is scanning the convoy with unruly eyes, is this Song Qingfeng's enemy.....

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The camp in the east of the city is ten miles away from Yanzhou, stationed with 20,000 chariot soldiers under Zu Dashou, the so-called chariot soldiers, is to use the carriage mobile chariot infantry and vehicle-mounted crossbows, vehicle-mounted flamethrowers as the support of the firepower of the troops, of course, there is not only a kind of chariot soldiers, but also some cavalry with the use of cavalry, this cavalry is the troops sent by the iron factory, the leader is Liu Ziguang's old acquaintance Hu Xianjue, this person has a great enmity with the Manchu Qing Dynasty, so he temporarily left the position of the captain of the internal guard of the iron factory, and came to the front line to command the cavalry to kill with a knife and a shot.

Hearing that Vice General Liu was coming, Hu Xianjue hurriedly went out of the camp to greet him, although Liu Ziguang had been a slave, and he had also served as a guard in the inner house under him, but he did not dare to underestimate this young man, both civil and military, killing people like hemp, and the future was like a bright future, maybe he would sit in the big position of the factory owner in the future, even now, the position of the deputy general is also above himself, not to mention the handwritten warrant of the owner of Peng, so Hu Xianjue immediately handed over the command of the three thousand cavalry to Liu Ziguang.

Liu Ziguang ordered all the middle and lower-level officers to go to the big tent for a meeting, and after the drum sounded in the three links, the officers came to the big tent of the Chinese army in a pressed spot, and they didn't dare to be late, the military law of the iron factory was harsh, and those who didn't come after the three-way drum would be beaten with military sticks, even if the new deputy general Liu didn't care, Hu Xianjue would also be held accountable.

Liu Ziguang sat on the handsome seat covered with tiger skin, and flipped through the roster in his hand by the light of the fire of butter wax, the organizational form of the iron guard was compiled in accordance with the rules of Qi Jiguang's military training in the early years, with twelve people as a team, each team has a captain, three teams as a flag, the chief is called the flag general, the three banners are a division, the hundred generals are one person, the three divisions are a sentry, the general is one person, the general is the battalion, the thousand households and the deputy thousand households, leading more than 1,000 people, this cavalry unit has a total of 3,000 people, and the leading officers are divided into three battalions: tiger wing, tiger ben, and tiger weiAccording to the roster, there should be 36 officers present, but Liu Ziguang checked it three times and there were still only 35 people, and in the language of the Young Pioneers queue, it was "Report to the captain, this squadron should be 36 people, but it is actually 35 people." ”

"Officer on duty, who didn't come to see the general after the three-way drum sounded?" Liu Ziguang asked.

"Back to the deputy general, the thousand households of the Tiger Wing Battalion suffered from the wind cold and were bedridden, so they couldn't come to see the adults on leave." The duty officer said. Today's duty officer is a young man named Li Yan, who is also one of the three thousand households in the army.

Liu Ziguang was immediately displeased, everyone knows that the disease of wind and cold comes and goes quickly, it is purely diplomatic rhetoric, and there is only one meaning behind it: I don't bird you. The first time the account was raised, there were generals who engaged in this kind of non-cooperation movement, and it seemed that they wanted to give me a dismount.

Liu Ziguang just wanted to send his own soldiers to move the thousands of people who pretended to be sick to bring their beds, and they were dealt with by military law on the spot. Suddenly, I saw the generals under the tent looking at themselves one by one, as if they were waiting for a good show to be staged, no, you can't come hard, you really beat people, then Liang Zike will be settled, and if you can't get back face, I'm afraid it will be difficult to establish prestige in the future.

Liu Ziguang looked at the names of the thousands of households on the roster, and said calmly: "Fan Jianqiang must have worked very hard. Unexpectedly fell ill before the battle, General Ben couldn't help but be moved, with such loyal subordinates, why worry about the undefeated Tartars, the country will not recover. As he spoke, he wiped the corners of his eyes in a good manner.

The generals looked at each other and smiled, it turned out that this deputy general with an unstable foundation still gave in to us old people, even if he knew each other, Fan Qianhu was really accurate, it was difficult for foreign monks to chant scriptures, and this deputy general didn't dare to do anything to them.

"But" Liu Ziguang changed his words, and his face became gloomy: "When marching and fighting, there must be an iron body, a thousand households, like the girls, they also suffered from the wind and cold, and they are fucking bedridden, I think they should go home and take the children, Lao Tzu's subordinates only have heroes who climb ice and snow and do not catch a cold, and there are no thousands of households who can suffer from the cold under the willow spring breeze. ”

The generals were stunned, and Fan Qianhu was dismissed in a few words, which was too resolute.

All the generals turned their eyes to Hu Xianjue, only he and Liu Ziguang were a little familiar with each other and could talk, but Hu Xianjue pretended not to see it and turned his head to the side. Li Yan, the officer on duty, hesitated for a moment and said, "General, how can the Tiger Wing Battalion be good if there is no chief officer?" ”

"I have the temporary duty of representing Qianhu, and the officer on duty sent someone to collect the seal letter of Qianhu who was sick and sent him back immediately." Liu Ziguang said as he threw one of the golden order arrows on the table.

"Yes." Li Yan took the arrow and said expressionlessly, then turned around and sent a few flag officers to execute.

The Zuo people turned their heads to each other, they didn't expect Liu Ziguang to do such a desperate job, which aroused everyone's common disgust. Some of them are old qualifications, and they have fought for more than ten years for the iron factory and have not been mixed with the adjutant general, but they were given orders by a slave riding on their heads, of course, they are not convinced, and there are many suitors of the eldest lady among the young officers, who used to compete with each other and be jealous, but now they have a unified enemy, and they are even more disobedient, and they don't take Liu Ziguang's words seriously at all, and some people even began to premeditate to find this deputy general a little ugly......

Tiger Wing Battalion's Qian Zong Fan Jianqiang is the old man of the Iron Guard, he originally thought that this expedition could be the main general who led the team, but the captain of the internal guard, Hu Xianjue, had to go into battle to kill the enemy, in terms of qualifications, martial arts are not as good as others, so this breath was endured, it was easy to wait until Hu Xianjue went back, this time the position of the main general must belong to me, but a Liu Ziguang jumped out of the sky, although this guy is said to be invincible in sword and gun kung fu, and his temperament is also savage, but after all, he was born as a slave, and his origin is not clear, and he thought of listening to orders under his account, Fan Jianqiang was so angry that he didn't even pay attention to the drum of the lord's general to raise the tent, and lay down in the tent to sleep.

The banner officer who came to collect the seal letter woke up Fan Jianqiang's good dream, and when he heard that the new chief general had removed himself from his position in Qianhu, he immediately jumped like thunder, put on his clothes, and took his own soldiers and went straight to the big tent of the Chinese army. Several flag officers hurriedly followed.

"Lao Tzu's official position is changed back with real knives and guns, except for the factory owner, no one can touch me!" Before the person arrived, Fan's strong voice had already reached the Zhongjun tent.

The four personal soldiers brought by Liu Ziguang were guarding the door of the big tent of the Chinese army, and they were pushed and staggered by Fan Jianqiang, and the four of them did not stop him, he rammed into the big tent, roaring arrogantly, and his eyes did not look at Liu Ziguang at all.

Liu Ziguang waved his hand to the soldiers and flag officers who chased in, asked them to withdraw, and then observed the reaction of the generals, except for Hu Xianjue and Li Yan, everyone else was more or less gloating, they were watching how I ended, then I will make an example for you to see.

"Fan Qianhu's wind and cold are really fast, full of energy, it seems that his body is almost recovered, since this is the case, Qianhu's position naturally can't be spent due to illness." Liu Ziguang sat firmly on the handsome chair and said expressionlessly.

"Hmph, count you as acquaintances." Fan Jianqiang crossed his hands on his waist, looked at the top of the tent with his eyes, and said angrily, saying that this Vice General Liu has a very hot temper, Lao Tzu doesn't believe in this evil, just to provoke him to be angry, and he is in chaos, and the thousands of brothers under his command are brought out by himself. However, when this kid saw that he was angry, he immediately changed his mouth to softness, which made him feel like his fist was hitting the cotton pile, although his mouth was still tough, but his heart was already a little drumming.

The generals also couldn't understand what medicine Liu Ziguang was selling in the gourd, they looked at each other, only Li Yan sneered shallowly, the dog that bites doesn't bark, the dog that doesn't bite only barks, this deputy general Liu is clearly a dog that can bark and bite, if he guesses correctly, Fan Jianqiang will be unlucky.

Sure enough, Liu Ziguang continued: "Fan Qianhu, the first time I was raised, you pretended to be sick, and beat the soldiers, disobeyed the military order, and roared at the Chinese army. ”

"You dare! When the Iron Guard was born and died, you didn't know where to play with the mud, oh, no, you should be a thief and slave in the iron mine. With your kung fu of a few three-legged cats, if it weren't for the eldest lady's nepotism, how could you climb on my old fan's head, remove me, and beat me with a military stick, I'm sorry! ”

Fan Jianqiang's majestic body like a black iron tower stood in the middle of the big tent, his mouth was full of spitting stars, pointing at Liu Ziguang like a shrew and scolding, the generals wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, it was really good to have this stunned young man to help them out, and it could be seen how many catties and taels this deputy general Liu had, and it would be convenient to deal with him in the future.

Liu Ziguang's face gradually became frosty, he got up and turned around the handsome case, walked in front of Fan Jianqiang and asked: "Because I was born as a slave, you look down on me, because of my relationship with the eldest lady, so you don't accept me as the main general, don't you?" ”

"So what, are these all fake? Everyone knows your bottom line! Fan Jianqiang knew that Liu Ziguang's martial arts were very good, and when he walked up to him, he began to take precautions, his left arm as a cover, and his right hand quietly stretched out next to the hilt.

"So you pretended to be sick and didn't come to see me, did you?" Liu Ziguang continued to ask, with his hands behind his back, his whole body relaxed, and his tone was a little lighter. He stood in front of Fan's strong and tall body, dwarfed by him.

"So what?" Fan Jianqiang continued to shout unscrupulously, since he has torn his face, then let it go, he must bring down this kid, otherwise he will never have his own day.

Sixteen butter waxes were lit in the big tent of the Chinese army, and the lights were bright, but the generals still saw a dazzling white light, after the white light, Fan's strong and tall body was still upright, but the head had already landed, and the eyes of the cow were round, and his mouth was open, with an incredible expression.

Except for Hu Xianjue and Li Yan, no one saw when Liu Ziguang's Baihong knife was unsheathed, they only saw the headless corpse of the first reckless man in the army in the past and the blood spurting out, everyone was stunned, this means... It's a little too iron-blooded.

Liu Ziguang had already put his knife into the sheath, and said viciously in the stunned eyes of everyone: "The three-way drum can't listen to the big tent, insult the general, impact the Chinese army, roar the big tent, according to the law of the Iron Guard, "Ten Beheads and Twenty Punishments", you should be beheaded, do any of you disagree?" ”

He glanced at everyone with a pair of fierce eyes, everyone subconsciously avoided his gaze, and only one person greeted him fearlessly: "A certain family is not convinced!" ”

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The more I write, the more I feel like I don't have words, and I feel difficult to make up a sentence, and 300,000 is a hurdle