"This can't work, it's too dangerous, you're sending it to death." Emperor Yongchang regretted it after speaking, Qian Jun made good use of strange soldiers, since Qian Jun made a move, he must have a little certainty, but openly let Qian Jun get into danger, there is still a high probability that he will die, and Emperor Yongchang does not dare to do this, he is reluctant, and he does not dare to give up, no matter how he says, he has to make a look of cherishing his courtiers.

"What then?" Qian Jun thought for a while, "Your Majesty, the minister recommended Lin Lihu to go on behalf of the minister, among the generals in the northern Xinjiang, the minister is only optimistic that this person has the excellent quality of not being afraid of danger and responding quickly, no matter how loyal he is, he will not take refuge in the Tartars, but this matter is done, the court not only has a horse farm, but also a warrior, why not?" ”

Emperor Yongchang didn't expect Qian Jun to recommend this person again, so he glared at him unhappily, whoever he sent was not as good as Qian Jun to reassure him, but the matter had come to this point, and he was helpless. Besides, the emperor can't let Qian Jun make meritorious service anymore, he must train a new person and cultivate more new people, otherwise, Qian Jungong will be a great master, and he will not live a good life.

Emperor Yongchang blinked and thought for a while: "When the emperor was the first emperor, he had a few martial arts, and a few martial artists were in northern Xinjiang, have you inspected them, how are they?" ”

"The two martial champions are good, Shi Zonghan is good at defense, Guan Linlang is good at attacking, but he is also a little too safe, not as good as Lin Lihu often has strange ideas, the emperor, these two can be reused, Weichen once recommended them to be the chief and deputy marshals of Northern Xinjiang respectively."

Emperor Yongchang was a little ashamed, Dong Jincai said that Guan Linlang was mediocre and useless, and it was difficult to convince the public when promoted, so he adopted it: "Forget about the past, let him come forward this time, Lin Lihu assists, what do you think?" If they succeed, the future camp in the north will be handed over to them. ”

Qian Jun thought for a moment and said solemnly: "You can try." ”

"How about you go to Northern Xinjiang and deploy it yourself?" Emperor Yongchang hated himself, why couldn't he do without Qian Jun, but before the war, he couldn't believe anyone, only Qian Jun could make him feel at ease.

"Minister, what do you say? Is there a change of coach at this time? ”

Emperor Yongchang felt that it was inappropriate, and thought for a while: "You should be a prisoner." ”

"Obey."

Qian Jun left quietly, with the emperor's decree to act cheaply. This small scroll of brocade silk is no different from the Shang Fang sword that can be cut first and then played, from this point of view, the emperor's hopes for him are not small, and he can also be said to have great trust in him.

Thinking that he was pretending to be injured, Wen Jin took Qian Qian and held him in the middle of the night, followed by Jin Jin, and sent him to the gate of Zhuangzi, the family cherished other scenes, Qian Jun's heart was very heavy, he felt for the first time that he was not alone in this world, and someone shared his fate with him. Love, as it turned out, is not only joyful, but also interdependent, mutually supportive, and risk-sharing. It turned out that this was the same boat through thick and thin, remembering that when he was in southern Xinjiang, Wen Jin did not hesitate to take out his dowry to raise money for him, and now, he was worried and even a little domineering and demanded that he must live and not be allowed to take risks.

"Don't worry, I'll go back alive." Qian Jun secretly made up his mind.

When he arrived in northern Xinjiang, Jurong's army had penetrated more than 500 miles and occupied a small half of the Great Black Mountain Horse Farm, but the entire army had not fought a few battles, and the Tartar army that was eliminated was only a thousand people, Qian Jun couldn't fully believe in this number, the generals of Jurong's army liked to exaggerate the merits the most, more than 1,000 people, in fact, I don't know if there were dozens of people.

"Prince, look, what should we do next?" The marshal very modestly asked Qian Jun for advice on the march.

"You are a marshal, how to arrange the troops is your business, what you should do, just do it."

"Huh? Oh, yes, Shizi, let me report to you, I think that you should not be greedy for merit, you should fight steadily, let them stop, clear the rear, set up camp first, and then talk about stability. ”

"Okay." Qian Jun nodded, "The soldiers are in danger, you should indeed seek stability first, you must do a good job in this matter." ”

"Yes!" Xiang Jinjun agreed, but he was very surprised in his heart, he thought that Prince Ren Shizi would definitely oppose his proposal, the army of the Tartars has not appeared much until now, the prince is the god of war of Jurong, he will definitely be in a hurry to fight with the enemy, a big fight, in that case, shouldn't he hurry up and march and be caught off guard by the Tartars? In addition, Prince Ren has always been known for his deceitful use of soldiers, and several of his most successful battles have been successful in surprise attacks.

Qian Jun's big tent of supervising the army is not far from the marshal's tent, far smaller than the marshal's tent, only more than 100 personal guards, reporting the military situation to him to the army, he listened, but he didn't ask for it, his attitude was particularly easy-going, and he let go of half of his anxious heart for the march, he thought that Qian Jun was here to grab the credit, and he must point fingers and interfere, who knows, it is completely different from his imagination.

Qian Jun sent someone to contact Hulun'er, this young man who has become the king of the Tartars, although he is still young, but he has matured rapidly in the war, he strictly follows Qian Jun's requirements to keep secrets, and actually sent someone to send a large herd of cattle, sheep and wine, saying that it is for Liang Zhuhui, the Jurong Prison Army. That night, Qian Jun set up a banquet in the tent to entertain the guests, but he didn't want to accompany the guests, he and the envoy ate and drank and talked until late at night. Xiang Jinjun quietly wrote a secret letter, sandwiched it in the letter from the soldiers of Northern Xinjiang, and asked the post station to send it out, but at the first pass, it was picked out and suppressed.

The next day, Huluner's envoy left, and the army that went deep into the Great Black Mountain, but bad news came - the army of Maudun was launched, and the entire Jurong army that went deep into the Great Black Mountain was divided and surrounded in the valley of the Great Black Mountain.

"Isn't it said to be steady and steady, to build defensive positions on the occupied land? How did the army of Maudon appear behind him? Qian Jun frowned and asked Xiang Jinjun.

"Maudun's army is too fast for our position to hold at all." Xiang Jin replied in fear.

"Can't hold it at all? Tofu made of position? How did you train your soldiers and teach them to build positions? Can't hold on for even one night? ”

The sweat on Xiang Junjun's face trickled down, when Qian Jun first came, he was still very rebellious, thinking that people were here to grab credit, now, he doesn't think so, guarding the god of war, his army will never be wiped out, and the northern Xinjiang camp will not be easily broken, if Qian Jun is here, he may be able to keep Xiang Shang's head.

"You are a marshal, you say, what to do now? I am a prisoner, please don't impose your responsibilities on me. ”

Xiang Jinjun was dumbfounded, and at this time, he still had such a clear division of responsibilities. After withdrawing from the camp of the prison army, he returned to the marshal to fight, and a group of strategists, who were arguing so much that they saw Xiang Jinjun, immediately stopped arguing and hurriedly asked, "What does the master of the prison army say?" ”

"Lord Supervisor said that he is a supervisor, not a marshal, let alone a general."

The crowd was disappointed, and some people complained indignantly: "What is he talking about, isn't he a Jurong person?" How could he watch his soldiers in danger and remain indifferent? It's still a member of the clan. ”

"What to do? Marshal, if you don't care about the army, we have to find a way. ”

"Marshal, let the besieged soldiers and horses hold on to their positions, attract Mao Dun's troops, and send troops from the northern Xinjiang side to attack Mao Dun by a detour and take him by surprise."

"No, no, the battalion will send troops to attack again, and this side will become an empty city, what if Mao Dun is not dragged down, and suddenly there is a quick assault and enters the pass? They are familiar with the terrain and have fast horses, and we can't let them go. ”

"Yes, the army on our side is slow, and it can't be pursued at all, and it can't stop Maotun, this strategy is too risky."

"What then?"

"Let them break through, let's make a proper response here, and defend the country first."

"It's impossible to expect them to break out of the encirclement, so please send reinforcements."

"Oh, yes, ask for the court's support."

"Where can I get in time? It will take at least four or five days to enter Beijing and then transfer troops, four or five days, can our people withstand it? It was freezing and snowy, and I was freezing to death. ”

"What then?" Xiang Jinjun was also dumbfounded, but he was the marshal of Northern Xinjiang, and his heart was still very hard and ruthless, and he finally gritted his teeth: "Send someone to inform General Yang and let them find a way to break through." ”

A group of staff members were dumbfounded, some bowed their heads, and there were capable people among them, who were helplessly suppressed by Xiang Jun and were not allowed to show their heads, so they could only sigh helplessly.

Guan Linlang, who was also standing in this group of staff at the moment, gritted his teeth angrily, and finally couldn't help but stand up: "Marshal, there is another way for the lower officials." ”

"Say, say it quickly." Xiang Jinjun immediately pointed at him, and said in a loud voice, his fingers trembled a little, he knew that Guan Linlang was capable.

"Lord Prison is sent by the emperor, on behalf of the imperial court, you go to ask him for help."

"Nonsense, I've already been."

"No, marshal, you went just now to ask him for advice, and now, you officially write and ask for support, and when he came, the emperor said: 'If I come in person' Now, the prison army is the embodiment of the emperor, let the prison army find a way to support us."

"Is that okay?" The march to the ground is somewhat uncertain.

"Okay, try it and find out." This time, these senators of the Marshal's Office, whether or not they were Xiang Jinjun's henchmen, unanimously expressed their approval.

"Okay, Li Guangming, draft the fold." Li Guangming immediately responded, walked to the table on the side, just stood like that, wrote out in a beautiful pavilion style with a hand, he stopped his pen, checked it carefully, and then dried the ink, held it in both hands, and walked over. Xiang Jinjun saw it, used the seal, folded it, and didn't say anything to his subordinates, and hurried out of the big tent with his own soldiers.

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