The man who spoke was about twenty years old, with white skin and a strong heroic spirit.

"The last general, Li Yan, see general."

Li Yan narrowed the fierce light in his eyes, and his tone was steady.

This Shen Heyan is a cavalry general who rode a cyan Dawan horse on the night of the siege, holding an iron lance, and a military attache of the five-rank court, that is to say, this person has the spirit of a dragon and a tiger, and the black bear that Li Yan saw that day is (the Ming Dynasty Wupin general embroidered bear on his chest).

"Brother, let's not talk darkly, this time, I will lead 1,300 cavalry in the right battalion of the vanguard as the capital division, you will return to the camp this time to listen to the tune, don't go back to check the general, follow me, how about it?"

"It's all up to the top."

Li Yan arched his hand, and as he spoke, he raised his head: "Didn't ask the general's name?" ”

"My surname is Shen, Shen Heyan."

The young man pulled the man in the bell-bottoms over.

"This is Song Yi, the vanguard of my right army. The two of you are from the same school, maybe you are still fellow countrymen. ”

The man's face was stiff, and Li Yan took the initiative to arch his hand.

"I'm from Hejian, I don't know who Brother Tai is?"

After a while, the man reluctantly replied, "Ba County." ”

Shen Heyan scratched his neck and snorted before saying, "Old Song has this ghost temper, don't be surprised." ”

"Song Xianfeng is a square and upright person at first glance, and it is the easiest to deal with such a person. How can I be weird. ”

Li Yan smiled, without a trace of fireworks on his face.

"General......

A junior colonel took three steps into two steps, walked to Shen Heyan's side and whispered two words.

"Is that really the case?" Shen Heyan raised his eyebrows and sneered: "Then don't blame me for not leaving a living mouth." ”

As he spoke, he hurriedly said to Li Yan: "Brother, when I take care of some trivial matters, let's talk again." ”

Li Yan sent the two away, still thinking about the military attache and the dragon and tiger qi in his heart.

According to what is written in the exploration record, the dragon and tiger qi is not unique to the Ming Dynasty, but the name is different, such as the power of the Daimyo bloodline ghosts and gods of Kobayakawa is actually a kind of dragon and tiger qi,

Killing people with dragon and tiger qi will also have the option of dragon and tiger qi in the purchase authority, but the number is extremely rare and very dangerous, so Yan Fu later walked and chose another path and canonized.

The imperial examination system in the Ming Dynasty was perfect, and Yan Fu wanted to get fame and get canonized by the emperor, which was a fool's dream, of course, even if he didn't study and was favored by the emperor, there were many people who obtained extremely high positions of power in the Ming Dynasty, such as Liu Jin, Feng Bao, and Wei Zhongxian......

Ahem......

Military merit!

There is no doubt that the vast majority of Yan Fu walks through this road to grab dragon and tiger energy.

However, Li Yan thought more, in addition to these three paths, if he wanted to obtain the canonization of the imperial court, there were shortcuts to take, such as the Heavenly Master Dao......

Thinking of this, Li Yan felt a little hungry, so he walked out of the camp.

Speaking of which, although Li Yan has no impression of the Renchen War in history, he thinks that in the domestic public opinion environment, this war is rarely mentioned, so it should be won.

……

The Ming army camp was stationed in the city of Suzhou, less than 100 miles from Pyongyang.

Ning Yuanbo, the general of Shanxi and the general Li Rusong is on the right side of the case, the Heavenly Master Dao Gaogong Master, and the Shenxiao Zifu Baoguo Law Tong Honglie Zhenren Yi Yu is on the right side of the case, and the head of the case is empty.

The battalion included North Korean minister Liu Chenglong, North Korean general Li Yi, Ming army generals Li Rumei, Li Rubai and other cadres.

Song Tongyi was at the bottom and worried.

"Master Jinglue's ......"

Liu Chenglong opened his mouth and asked: "Song Jing is slightly sick, so there is no need to wait for him." ”

It was Yi Yu who spoke, he smiled absently on his face, picked up the pear on the table and took a big bite, and the juice splashed.

Li Rusong's expression was a little embarrassed, but he still coughed.

"Let's get started~"

What everyone discussed was the matter related to the capture of Pyongyang, and everyone said a word, what kind of terrain, military formations, grain and grass, and firearms...... The conversation was hot.

Yi Yu was like a clay wood carving, and he couldn't insert a word, and Li Rusong and the others didn't seem to have the intention of asking his opinion.

This Heavenly Master Dao High Master Master played with the wrench in his hand with a playful expression.

"Senior brother, senior brother~" Xiao Daotong pulled the corner of Yi Yu's clothes, "There is a ......... in the city"

"Shh

Yi Yu put his index finger to his mouth.

"Fei, eat when you're hungry, don't gossip, don't ask about idle things."

"Oh~"

After appeasing his junior brother, Yi Yu threw the pear core and glanced at his mouth secretly.

"Grandpa Sanqing is on top, there are no moths, where do you Qiu Ba know the means of my Heavenly Master's Dao......"

……

In the morning, there was a light rain, and the wind and rain fell for a long time, and the military boots could pull up a piece of yellow mud when stepped on the road.

At the gate of Suzhou City, the streets were full of displaced North Korean people, who were huddled in the cold wind, their eyes numb,

Li Yan found a food stall and sat down, gestured and asked for a bowl of pork offal soup, handed over a few copper plates, the boss who was full of skirt and oil was so frightened that he hurriedly waved his hand, Li Yan put the copper plate on the edge of the cutting board, picked up the sea bowl and walked to the only small wooden table under the felt cloth.

"Boss, squeeze it."

The diner on the side of the wooden table raised his face, which surprised Li Yan.

He has purple hair, his eyebrows are flying obliquely like sideburns, his clothes and trousers are stained with snow and mud, he carries a long sword at his waist, and although his body is a little rickety, he has a momentum that is not angry and self-threatening.

The man moved to the side and smiled at Li Yan.

The wind blew the straw hats hanging from the birch railing to the left and right. Li Yan shrunk and sat with the old man, he drank the soup in three or two sips, the taste was not very good, it was better to warm his body.

The ripples rippled in the waterhole, and the purple-haired old man looked at the deserted street, and the raindrops fell on the faces of the refugees, slowly sliding down the corners of his eyes. But he didn't know what he thought, and sighed: "The Xuan room is seeking talents to visit the ministers, and Jia Shengcai is even more incoherent." Pity the front seat in the middle of the night, and don't ask the common people to ask the ghosts and gods. “

"My husband is also a Ming man who is with the army?" Li Yan asked casually.

"The praise painting (staff officer) under Admiral Li's account is not in the product."

The old man looked at Li Yan twice: "Our Daming army entered Suzhou City in one go, lacked houses and accounts, occupied the houses of the common people here, and sealed the granaries here, which is also a matter of no way, after all, we are here to fight, and the soldiers have to raise enough strength, but they should be counted as others, not less at all, you have a good conscience." ”

Li Yan tugged at the corners of his mouth, thinking that he was boasting about himself, but he didn't have the desire to continue talking.

The old man stretched, grabbed his straw hat and was about to leave, when his body suddenly froze.

"Huh?"

Li Yan stood up abruptly. Out of the corner of his eye, a headless black corpse flashed from the corner of the street!

"Close the gates!"

The sound of horses' hooves on the street corner pierced through, and the Ming soldier on the horse was stunned, the net towel on his head was torn, his hair was covered with blood, and the armor on his body was pitted and very embarrassed. Behind him, seventeen or eighteen rode on the yellow mud and rushed towards the city gate like thunder.