Time, like a white horse, is fleeting.

In February, there were only 28 days.

In these 28 days, there was no major event, occasionally chatting with Qi Lin, Rui Mengmeng and Zhao Xin, of course, Yelin did not delay his practice, but the current earth, the aura is thin, so that he still stays in the late stage of the day after tomorrow, even if the Tai Chi Sutra is placed in Jin Yong's martial arts, it is the top cheats, but the environment does not allow it, he has no choice.

March 1.

"Today is the first day of the second lunar month in 2014, and it is advisable to: collect, marry, sacrifice, pray for blessings, travel, build, break ground, migrate, enter the house, bury, and break the ground."

in the room.

Yelin held a yellow almanac with red on the front and dense small characters on the back, and white on the back, with gossip diagrams, like a magic stick, and there were words in his mouth.

This guy really found a yellow calendar to see the schedule, and he couldn't save it.

Putting down the yellow calendar in his hand, Yelin closed the door of the room, looked at the light rain outside, and let the intelligent voice open the system page and turn on the shuttle mode.

……

In the forty-seventh year of Wanli, at the beginning of March.

"What is this place?"

Yelin looked at the surrounding environment, and couldn't help but be a little confused, but he felt that the aura in the air was at least twice as rich as the modern world, and without guessing, this was some low-martial world.

At this moment, a piece of information came to his mind, in March of the forty-seventh year of Wanli, Yang Hao's military camp, Jinyi Wei Qianhu.

After sorting out his current location, the corners of Yelin's mouth twitched.

Are you kidding?

He actually became the notorious Jinyi Wei Qianhu, not to mention, is now actually on the battlefield of Sarhu, and it is still in early March, this time period.

God, can you please stop kidding me.

The Battle of Sarhu, if he remembers correctly, the Ming army, known as 470,000, was defeated, causing Liaodong to fall into the hands of Nurhachi.

And Yang Hao, this waste material, no, Li Rubai, this waste material, was actually frightened and defeated by Houjin's sentinels, with more than 1,000 casualties.

North Korean Marshal Kang Hong-ri led the remaining 5,000 troops down the mountain to surrender, and Kim was hospitable......

Emmmm。

If Liaoning falls into the hands of Nurhachi, then the Jin soldiers can drive straight into the city of Beijing.

My mom.

It's a hell of a start.

Not only that, but there is also a large group of wastes in the court who scold the emperor all day long for his prestige, commanding remotely.

Suddenly.

Yelin has the urge to retreat, this is simply not fun.

"Lord Qianhu, Mr. Yang invites you over." While Yelin was meditating in the military tent, a brocade guard wearing an embroidered spring knife at his waist walked in outside, knelt on one knee, and said.

"Mr. Yang?"

Hearing this, the corners of Yelin's mouth twitched, and then he asked, "What day is the beginning of March today?" ”

"Your Excellency, today is the sixth day of the third month."

This little soldier of the Jinyi Guard looked at his own thousand households curiously, although he was a little puzzled, but the laws of the Jinyi Guard were strict, and he didn't dare to ask anything, so he replied honestly.

Hearing this subordinate's report, well, I can't play anymore.

Originally, I wanted to save Liaodong, but now I don't need to save it.

It didn't take long to arrive, and even now, news had been received that Li Rubai's army had been defeated and the Korean marshal had surrendered.

"Go outside and wait."

Yelin glanced at the little soldier, waved his hand, and after the brocade guard withdrew, he picked up the flying fish suit in the military tent and put it on, reached out and picked up the embroidered spring knife next to him and pulled it open, a cold light swept by, and then let Yelin insert it into the scabbard.

Yes, yes, this weapon is good.

Hanging the embroidered spring knife on his waist, Yelin stepped out of the military tent, glanced at the Jinyi guard who had just come to report, and said, "Let's go." ”

"The adults come with the little." Jin Yiwei hurriedly led Yelin towards the tent in the center of the barracks.

As soon as I walked into the tent, there was a commotion in the tent.

Even if Yelin, a brocade-clothed guard, went in, no one cared about him.

Or if he cares, his eyes are full of contempt and disgust.

During this time.

The Jinyi Guard didn't know how many of their soldiers had been executed on the spot, and it would be strange if they had a good impression of Yelin, the Jinyi Guard.

And they found that today's Jinyi Wei Qianhu actually has short hair.

What is he going to do?

"My lord, what is the matter with the lower officials?"

Yelin walked into the tent and bowed to the gray-haired old man sitting in the position of the main general, interrupting the quarrel of everyone present.

For a while, everyone looked at Yelin, and couldn't help but sweat in Yelin's heart.

The gaze of this group of butcher executioners put a lot of pressure on him.

"Sit, today we are discussing the defeat of the two colleagues of Jun Song and Liu Wei, and now the defeat of the two armies on the East Road and the North Road has directly affected our victory or defeat......"

Yang Hao looked at Yelin in surprise, what's wrong with Yelin and Yeqianhu today? According to his usual style, shouldn't he be extremely arrogant and rude?

Today, you actually know that you can talk politely to yourself?

Surprise is surprise, but the defeat of the two armies really had a great impact on them.

After Yelin found a place to sit down, he didn't speak, but listened to the conversation of the group.

I listened for nearly half an afternoon.

Yelin finally understood what it meant, this Yang Ho meant that he was ready to run away.

No way.

The defeat of the two armies caused too much pressure on them.

"Report, Li Rubai's army was defeated, and the Korean marshal led the remaining army to surrender......"

That's when it happened.

An inopportune voice sounded, and Yelin's half-squinted eyes suddenly opened.

Defeated so quickly?

God, isn't it?

Fortunately, it is not the identity of the emperor that I have crossed, otherwise, this is the rhythm of putting myself in the pit to death.

I don't know who came up with the bad idea, but the 110,000-strong army divided the troops into three routes, resulting in Nurhachi being broken one by one.

If it were him, he would be 3721 and directly pressed by the 110,000 army, even if the combat effectiveness of the 110,000 Ming army was not as good as the Nurhachi army, but 110,000 against more than 60,000 people, nearly double the disparity in strength, even so, it would not be so completely lost.

The guy who wants to send troops into three ways is really talented.

Knowing that the combat effectiveness of his own army is not good, he still has to divide his troops into three ways, which is either a golden soldier or a mediocre talent.

Yelin complained and complained, but he didn't say it, but closed his eyes and continued to sleep in a fake sleep.

Anyway, Daming is already defeated, and Daming is already heading towards the Xiaoice River period.

I am also powerless.

How to save?

Do you think that a guy whose physical body is innate and whose true cultivation is only in the late stage of the day after tomorrow can defeat ten thousand with one?

Don't say that you can't do it, even if the overlord of Western Chu comes, he doesn't dare to say that he is an enemy of ten thousand people.

10,000 people, even if you stand and let you kill, can kill you until you can't hold a knife.

The so-called 10,000 enemies in history are just exaggerations.

Moreover, Nurhachi now has nearly 40,000 living forces.