The Chinese army marshal's tent is located on the Jade Buddha Mountain.

The curtain of the tent is made of felt, and the door is tightly covered.

It can not only prevent the wind outside, but also prevent the sun from shining in.

In the dark tent, Yang Chengying slept very sweetly with Shen Yirong in his arms, completely unaware that it was already dawning outside.

He was originally a person with strict self-discipline, but he couldn't stand the grace of the beauty, and he accidentally tossed until midnight.

So much so that he didn't get up until now.

Outside the tent, there are guards.

The maid is also there, so that she can go in and serve at any time.

Zu Zehong, the leading guard, carried the letter written by Fan Wencheng and walked outside the tent.

Seeing that the door of the tent was closed, Zu Zehong asked the maid in a low voice: "Dashuai and the third lady, haven't you gotten up yet?" ”

The maid shook her head.

Zu Zehong wanted to come back later, but when he thought of the commander's order, there was a big event that he had to inform him as soon as possible, and the steps he had already taken were retracted.

"When you go in and report to the marshal, you will say that Zu Zehong has a confidential matter to report."

Zu Zehong whispered to the maid.

After hearing this, the maid carefully opened the curtain and got in.

The tent is divided into a front and back room, the front is the office space, and the back room is the rest place. The middle is separated by a screen, which is both elegant and space-saving.

In the middle of winter, you can clearly feel the slightest cold wind.

Yang Chengying, who was asleep, frowned, yawned, and watched the maid walk in in a daze.

"What's the matter?"

"Marshal, General Zu Zehong is out asking to see you, saying that there is a confidential matter to report to you."

"Oh." Yang Chengying yawned and slipped out of the warm bed.

After putting on his clothes, Yang Chengying walked out of the tent of the commander of the Chinese army and stretched his waist.

Halfway up with his waist stretched, he stared at the bright sky dumbfounded.

Rough!

Overslept.

Yang Chengying was a little embarrassed.

Zu Zehong stepped forward and whispered, "Dashuai, there is a letter from Mr. Fan." ”

It just so happened that several maids brought toiletries.

"You read."

Yang Chengying listened while brushing his teeth and rinsing his mouth.

Zu Zehong opened the secret letter and read it in a low voice: "Marshal, my subordinates think that it is not a wise move to withdraw the army. The difference between this battle and the past is that it can force a large number of Tartars. ”

In Anshan City, each of the Eight Banners Niu Lu transferred ten people to Abatai, and there were eight hundred Bayala Protectors from the Eight Banners. Also, part of the former Shenyang and Liaoyang Han troops after surrendering to Jin.

Although the total number is unknown, it is the first time that so many flagmen have been besieged.

"The subordinates thought that if they could successfully land the Tartars in the city, they would provide a very good example for the future. If it can shake the foundation of the tartars, it will be of great significance......"

Zu Zehong continued to read.

Yang Chengying brushed his teeth and washed his face while listening, and when Zu Zehong finished reading, he smiled: "Okay!" It seems that there is no urgency. ”

"Marshal, when Mr. Fan sent someone to deliver the letter, he also sent two prisoners from the Battle of Anshan."

Zu Zehong Dao.

"Is there anything special about the captives?" Yang Chengying asked.

"These two people, one is called Ma Dengyun and the other is called Heiyunlong, who used to be the chief soldier of the Ming Dynasty, and they also served as the chief soldier in the Tartar army."

"Oh, that's great, you get them there right away...... Well...... Ah, the council chamber. ”

Yang Chengying originally wanted to say that he was handsome, but suddenly remembered that Shen Yirong was not awake, so he changed his words.

"Okay." Zu Zeyuan stepped back.

After Yang Chengying finished washing, he went to the kitchen to eat casually, and then went to see Ma Dengyun and Heiyunlong, the two unlucky guys.

The myth of the Eight Banners, on the one hand, is the strength of the speaker, on the other hand, the Ming army, and finally the self-imagination of the literati.

For any unit to be combat-effective, it needs a strong sense of honor, good organization, and continuous training.

Most of the time, the dynasty only wants to be used in vain, and never wants to train and build the army well, so it is strange not to be defeated.

For example, the Ming court was particularly superstitious about the southern soldiers for a while, especially the Zhejiang soldiers.

This is because the southern soldiers trained by Qi Jiguang can fight, and they think that the southern soldiers can fight.

The middle of the Qing Dynasty in history was the same, catching the Sauron tribe and trying hard.

Fan Wencheng told Yang Chengying that if you want to break the myth of the Eight Banners, it is not enough to destroy them, you have to learn to surrender.

This is an important measure to shake the foundation of Houjin, and blind attack will not solve the fundamental problem.

Seeing Ma Dengyun and Black Cloud Dragon, Yang Chengying almost laughed.

Both of them had shaved heads, had been captive for a short time, and their hair did not come out.

Dressed as a Confucian student in the Ming Dynasty, it is nondescript.

is even funnier than Fan Wencheng back then.

Holding back a smile, Yang Chengying invited them to sit down: "The two of you have worked hard. I don't understand why you didn't tell you who you were in the first place, but it took so long? ”

"Yang Shuai, the former chief soldier of the Ming Dynasty, is afraid that the court will blame him, so he is incognito."

Hei Yunlong spoke with a northern Shaanxi accent and said embarrassedly: "At the grievance meeting, he was reported and exposed, and his identity was revealed. ”

"Reform the evil and return to the right, and he is also a good courtier."

Yang Chengying comforted him without being salty, and then asked, "The two of you came from Tartar, you should know more about the situation there." ”

"Well...... this"

Black Cloud Dragon and Ma Dengyun glanced at each other and were speechless.

Presumably, they don't think they provide much value.

There is another possibility.

"It doesn't matter, even if there are family members stranded in Tartar, I won't say it to the public, you just have to rest assured."

Yang Chengying said: "In this world, everyone has a last resort, we can't stand and talk without backache." ”

"Yang Shuai is broad-minded, I admire him."

Heiyunlong spoke, "The situation in the territory of the Tartars is relatively stable, and the people who have plundered have been given to each banner to make coats, which is better than the heavy tax of the Ming Dynasty. ”

Yang Chengying nodded, this is the truth.

"However, not every flag man is good. It is also divided into three, six, nine and so on, and there are even bannermen who are so poor that they sell their sons and daughters. ”

Ma Dengyun said: "Due to Nurhachi's tyranny, the income from farming is not much, and it all depends on war and plunder. ”

"So what does Huang Taiji do to you two?" Yang Chengying asked.

"It's okay." Black Cloud Dragon said, "Except for a few Baylors, the other Baylors all have opinions about the two of us. ”

In the Battle of Anshan, 20,000 soldiers of the Houjin Army were captured in one go.

Most of them came from Jizhen and other places, and were captured by the Ming army during the Ding Mao Rebellion.

There are not only Han Chinese, but also Mongols.

In short, the reorganization is not thorough enough, and there is a lack of will to fight.

"Both of them are general soldiers, and I am also general soldiers, so I can't take in the two."

Yang Chengying thought for a moment and said: "Otherwise, I will write a newspaper and say that you are surrendering to the battle and leading the army back." ”

Ma Dengyun and Black Cloud Dragon looked at each other.

"The court wants to ask you where the soldiers went. You just have to say that I took it, anyway, I have a lot of 'crimes' on my head, not bad for this. ”

Yang Chengying laughed self-deprecatingly.

Ma Dengyun got up: "I have thanked Yang Shuai for his kindness, and he will repay him one day." ”

However, the Black Cloud Dragon didn't immediately thank him.

He hesitated.