Chapter 8: A Letter That Changed the Line of History
As soon as Wang Qi's words fell, everyone in the room was surprised, except for Sun Degong.
You know, if you save Zhenwu Fort, stay in one place, and continue to wait for reinforcements from Guangning and Youtun, you will have a glimmer of life, if you can't rescue, then whether you can return to Siping under the pursuit of Jianzhou depends purely on character.
And everyone here knows that the character of the generals at the end of the Ming Dynasty has never been trustworthy.
Is there such a brave man in the governor's palace?
He invited himself to lead his twenty-seven horsemen to gallop to the aid of Zhenwu Fort on a snowy night.
Although the words at the door of the house were appreciated by everyone, but now Wang Qi's image is infinitely tall in the eyes of the generals, at least in terms of 'loyalty', it is enough to be on an equal footing with them.
In the face of such a 'honest and loyal' Wang Qi, even the deputy general of Luo, who was accustomed to seeing in the Shura field, was a little embarrassed, after all, Wang Qi's fully armored twenty-seven horsemen couldn't even make a splash in the face of thousands of troops and horses on the real battlefield.
At that time, if Wang Baihu and his twenty-seven cavalry turned into bloody mud, immersed in the vast and cold land of Liaodong, and buried with countless corpses, he Luo had no way to explain to Wang Huazhen.
It's one thing to shout slogans to show others, but it is better to actually do things in a roundabout way.
Luo Yi coughed lightly before he said, "This ...... Wang Baihu, your twenty-seven cavalry, in my opinion, should stay in Siping Fort to defend the city. ”
"General Luo," Wang Qi did not hesitate at all, and immediately refused: "Siping Fort is too small, I'm afraid it can't accommodate my twenty-seven horsemen." ”
As soon as these words came out, Luo's face changed instantly, this is a shameless face......
At this time, Zu Dashou, who was standing on the side, said quietly: "It's a good thing that young people have the intention of making meritorious contributions, why should Deputy General Luo obstruct it so much?" ”
"Hmph," Luo always smiled without smiling, glanced at Zu Dashou, and then looked at Wang Qi: "Then go, I hope Wang Baihu can return safely, I will pick up the wind and wash the dust for you!" ”
Ignoring Luo's sarcasm, Wang Qi still hugged his fists: "Thank you, sir!" ”
After a while, the military order was issued, and Liu Qu led 3,000 men and horses, including 2,000 infantry, 500 cavalry, 300 artillery gunners, and archers into the infantry camp.
And Sun Degong had 5,000 men and horses, most of them infantry, and more than 1,000 cavalry, all the way from Quang Ninh, and he had already finished resting.
Because Sun Degong is Wang Huazhen's henchman, his subordinates are all elite soldiers, the mandarin duck jacket is lined with cotton armor, and the shoulder armor and helmet of the military armor are bordered with gold threads, and the end is mighty and domineering.
"The cavalry opened the way, the artillery was in the center, the infantry dragged back, and the scout battalion was in a group of five, all dispersed! Target, Thirty Miles Away from the Town of Fort Wu! The army was commanded by Sun Degong, Liu Qu and Bao Chengxian were deputy generals, and Wang Qi led twenty-seven cavalry to follow Sun Degong's side.
Nearly 10,000 people left the city on a snowy night and marched towards Zhenwu Fort in the northeast.
"Running out on a snowy night, even if there are scouts wandering outside, the last general is a little worried that he will be ambushed by Jiannu......" On the city tower, Luo Ping accompanied Luo Cheng and Zu Dashou, looking at the army that stretched for miles and marched into the distance, and couldn't help but express his worries.
"It is necessary to guard Siping with heavy troops, and it is a great righteousness to send troops to help Zhenwu, even in the face of Xiong Jingluo, Governor Wang, and the old man," Luo always pressed his hand on the battlements, as if to settle down with a cold touch of his somewhat restless heart: "It's just that Wang Qi...... It's a pity. ”
When Wang Qi rushed to Zhenwu Fort with the army in the starry night.
A hundred miles away, Quang Ninh City.
Late at night, the study of Wang Huazhen, the governor of Liaodong, was still brightly lit...... The army is on the march, and the coach is going to lose sleep anyway.
At this time, Wang Huazhen stood in front of the map of Liaodong in plain clothes, and the attendants held oil lamps in both hands on the side, illuminating a region around Guangning on the map.
After a long time, I only heard Wang Huazhen sigh heavily, and the old face was full of sadness.
Obviously, this frontier official also has a trace of pessimism about the battle situation at this time.
The spring breeze of a month ago is long gone, the reinforcements that the Mongols said have been delayed, and Mao Wenlong, who is far away on Phi Island, has little impact on the situation here.
Now, the only thing Wang Huazhen can rely on is his henchman Sun Degong...... As long as he can successfully persuade Li Yongfang to surrender, there is still hope of winning this battle.
"Go, summon the soldiers in the house!" After a while, Wang Huazhen sat back in her chair and commanded the attendant.
"Yes, old man......" put down the candle, and the attendant slowly withdrew from the room, and after a while, only Wang Huazhen was left in the room.
After tidying up her appearance a little, Wang Huazhen picked up her pen and began to write a recital to the cabinet and the emperor.
If the pen of the rafters fell, Wang Huazhen's handwriting was vigorous and atmospheric: "The minister's right is the imperial history, and Wang Huazhen, the governor of Liaodong, is respectful...... Jianzhou rested for several months, and now it is attacking our western Liaoning region on a large scale, the purpose is very obvious, that is, to pull out the fortress stronghold north of our Shanhaiguan and focus on the city, of which Guangning is the most important...... And to take Guangning, then first take Siping, Zhenwu and other places, now Siping is critical, I have ordered my subordinate generals Sun Degong, Zu Dashou and others to send troops to help Siping, and the right Tun has Liaodong Jingluo Xiong Tingbi army garrisoned, can send troops at the critical moment for Siping Austrian aid, from the flank to attack the Jianzhou army, my Guangning army can also send troops, in order to encircle the situation......"
A notebook, which not only points out his hard work and achievements, but also secretly pokes and pokes Xiong Tingbi with eye drops, which is killing two birds with one stone.
After a short time, the recital book was sealed, and the sound of soldiers outside the door also sounded at the same time.
"Come in!"
With a creak, the herald had already pushed the door in.
"Meet the Governor!"
This letter was passed through the official post and went straight to the Tongzheng Yuan and handed over to the cabinet for deliberation...... Eight hundred miles in a hurry, "Pick up the notebook he just wrote, put it in a yellow leather bag, and Wang Huazhen handed it over to the shoppers."
"Adults can rest assured ......"
"As for this letter," Wang Huazhen paused, looking at the other letter on the corner of the table, which had been written a long time ago, proposing to Xiong Tingbi to send troops to rescue Siping Fort.
"You go down first......" Waving his hand, Wang Huazhen opened his mouth to let the soldiers retreat.
After a while, the study room had become unusually quiet, and only the wisps of smoke from the incense burner slowly drifted away.
Sitting on the circle chair, Wang Huazhen's eyes were slightly closed, and at that moment, his ears seemed to remember what Wang Qi said to him at that time: Xiong Jingluo, who was stationed in Youtun, had tens of thousands of elite soldiers, and if he and Guangning were mutual aid, Jianzhou might be afraid of one or two......
"Someone!" Wang Huazhen opened her eyes violently and greeted the relatives outside the door.
"The little ones are here!" The door was opened from the outside, and a person in a cotton shirt appeared.
"Let people rush to Youtun overnight!" Wang Huazhen picked up the letter to Xiong Tingbi on the table: "This letter is handed over to Xiong Tingbi of Liaodong Jinglu in the garrison Youtun!" ”
"The little ones will do it immediately!"
He took the letter with both hands, and hurriedly turned to leave.
Wang Huazhen turned his head to look at the northeast, which was the direction of Siping Fort, and muttered to himself: "I hope Brother Qi'er's words can be fulfilled." ”