With the shocking blow of the Li Jiajun in Julu, Li Zicheng attacked and killed Du Du's more than 20,000 Qing troops with a thunderous momentum, and the situation in Beizhili suddenly became treacherous, and suddenly became more tense, and the situation became more and more obvious, and the Li Jiajun formed a three-sided encirclement.

At that moment, the myth of the invincibility of the Tartars was completely disillusioned!

The next morning, the battlefield of Julu was already empty, only a corpse was scattered everywhere, the strong smell of blood filled the air, and suddenly, a group of people and horses appeared, led by Yang Sichang.

The men and horses scattered, and the soldiers seemed to be looking for something, rummaging through the corpses from time to time to check their appearances.

At this moment, the people next to Yang Sichang were Yang Guozhu, Wang Pu, and Hu Dawei, and the three of them looked like they were looking at their horses.

"My lord, Governor Lu's Tianxiong army is really powerful, only five thousand soldiers and horses, struggling to fight, and actually pulling down so many Qing troops to accompany the burial, just look at it so roughly, as far as the eye can see, there must be at least six or seven thousand people."

When Hu Dawei muttered, his eyes were still scanning the surroundings, the fog still existed, as if there was no interruption, looking at the figure of the soldier looking through the corpse, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, and his face was more admiration.

"General Tiger, I'm afraid not~" Wang Pu said in a strange way, and looked around gloomily.

"You..." Hu Dawei's eyes widened angrily, and before he spit out a word, he was interrupted by Yang Sichang waving his hand, and his words were calm and calm.

"What are you arguing about, what are you arguing about, the big war is coming, there is no news from Lord Gao's side, what is going on on Lu Xiangsheng's side, what do you have to argue about?"

It seems to be stopping the-for-tat confrontation between the two, how is it not another statement, there is no praise for Lu Xiangsheng who is very likely to die in battle, Yang Sichang's ambiguous playful posture is already very obvious under the careful sniffing.

Soon, a small group of soldiers came quickly, carrying a corpse, the corpse had long been unaffaced, and it was impossible to see its appearance, but there was still a white net of sackcloth under the armor, and it should be worn for the funeral of the father.

The corpse was placed firmly in front of everyone, and the light movements showed how respectful these soldiers were to the corpse in filial piety clothes.

"Yu Zhenlong, you come forward to identify it." Yang Sichang glanced at the corpse, didn't take a second look, and his expression did not fluctuate in the slightest.

The three soldiers walked out, stepped close to the corpse, and carefully identified it with solemn expressions, and after a while, the three of them glanced at each other, and with a slight touch, Yu Zhenlong in the middle walked towards Yang Sichang, gave a military salute neatly, and said very firmly: "Lord Qiyu, this person must be General Lu." ”

Hearing Yu Zhenlong's answer, the corners of Yang Sichang's eyebrows trembled slightly, his words became a little cold, and he said lightly: "Yu Zhenlong, don't jump to conclusions too early, this person is unrecognizable, although his figure is very similar to Lu Xiangsheng, it does not necessarily mean that it is himself." ”

"My lord, it must be General Lu, in the army, only General Lu will wear filial piety clothes, and there will never be two of them."

Facing Yang Sichang's somewhat sharp and aggressive gaze, Yu Zhenlong was unwavering, and his answer became more and more decisive, as if he had thought of something, and his words suddenly became sad, as if he was muttering to himself, and sighed with admiration: "General Lu's father just passed away, and he is still serving filial piety, in this army, besides him, who will wear filial piety clothes?" ”

"Hmph~!"

Yang Sichang snorted coldly, his face became gloomy, he looked at Yu Zhenlong forcefully, and said in a cold voice: "Where is there any corpse of General Lu here?" Lu Xiangsheng was obviously afraid of war and fled without a fight, and his whereabouts are now unknown. ”

At this moment, the hearts of the generals turned up shocking waves, and their chests were even more turbulent, no matter what, they never thought that in broad daylight, in front of everyone's eyes, Lu Xiangsheng's body was placed in front of him, Yang Sichang actually dared to do so, so the coffin was conclusive, and Lu Xiangsheng escaped from the battle.

"No, my lord, this is definitely General Lu, the little one dares to risk his life!"

To everyone's surprise, Yu Zhenlong was not afraid at all, he craned his neck and looked directly at Yang Sichang, and his words were convincing, which caused everyone to be deafened, and while secretly admiring in their hearts, they sighed more.

"Come on, pull Yu Zhenlong down, whip him and serve him, and beat him to death!" Yang Sichang shouted angrily, and then looked at everyone coldly, at this moment, the whole person seemed so strong.

"Heavenly Dao gods, loyal ministers in vain!"

Ren was pulled out, Yu Zhenlong's eyes widened, and he shouted without fear of life and death, followed by a burst of laughter that echoed in everyone's ears, and the taste of sarcasm made most people lower their heads.

There is no shortage of obscene people who are taken by Yang Sichang, and of course there is no shortage of those who are brainless.

Yu Zhenlong's shouting and laughter are still there, but there is such a person who doesn't know how to look at the eyes, Yang Guodong, the president of Qian, walked out at an inopportune time, came to Yang Sichang's side, took out a pamphlet, and said without humility or arrogance: "My lord, this is a Tang newspaper reported to the imperial court." ”

Yang Sichang had regained his composure, forcibly pressed the anger in his heart, raised his eyebrows slightly, and glanced at Yang Guodong deeply, then took the Tang newspaper and flipped through it.

Gradually, under the attention of the generals, Yang Sichang's brows furrowed again, his face became more and more ugly, and he was gloomy and almost wrung out of the water, and said in a cold voice: "Mr. Yang Qian, the official said that Lu Xiangsheng's body was not found. ”

Although the words are exhausted, the meaning is endless, and the implication is already very obvious.

"No, Lord Yang, this person is General Lu's body, and there will be no mistake."

Yang Guodong was unmoved, and replied very calmly, facing those cold eyes. staring straight at Yang Sichang, the hearts of the people around him were even more stagnant, and they secretly gasped.

There was a lesson from the soldier Yu Zhenlong, Yang Guodong can still do this, although the generals admire it to the extreme, but more of them still shake their heads again and again, sighing that a good man will fall again.

"Mr. Yang Qian, are you sure that Tang Bao is really true?"

"Of course, my lord, since General Lu has died in battle, he should have his own honor."

It's over, these are the two words that come to everyone's mind, as if to verify what everyone thinks, Yang Sichang put away the Tang newspaper and ordered again: "Come on, Yang Guodong disobeyed the military order in battle, and he should be punished with capital punishment!" ”

At this moment, suddenly a sentry came in a hurry, and his mouth kept shouting: "My lord, it's not good, there is a Qing army approaching this side, at least tens of thousands of people." ”

Immediately, Yang Sichang, who had just been calm, had already issued a series of orders in his heart.

"Tiger Dawei, lead the army to protect the left flank of the army, and prepare to meet the Qing army."

"Yes, sir!"

"Yang Guozhu, lead the army to protect the right flank and prepare to meet the enemy!"

"Yes, sir!"

"Wang Pu listened to the order and acted as the vanguard of the army to meet the Qing army."

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