Who is the Governor of Jiliao?

Some of the ill-informed soldiers are not clear.

And where does the low-level soldier care who is the governor?

No one cares who the emperor is, as long as the military salary is paid on time.

But soon, with a gilded black dacha appeared outside the camp tent.

The "king" flag waved in the wind.

Almost everyone's expressions were wonderful.

The famous and mighty in Liaodong, and no one can compare with it, the Duke of Langguo has arrived.

Even Zhang Jiliang, who was stubborn and refused to admit defeat until a moment ago, stopped struggling, like a deflated ball, his body directly collapsed and hung in the air, if it wasn't for someone on both sides, I'm afraid he would have rolled to the ground and couldn't stand up.

Crunch !!

The barrage of the camp was quickly removed, and the middle gate was wide open.

Everyone automatically stood on both sides of the road, bowed their heads, and knelt to welcome the arrival of Lang Guogong.

"Meet the Governor!"

In the camp, the soldiers were bursting, and the sound of greeting rose violently, and for a time they rushed straight to the sky above the sea platform.

The four words of grandeur and grandeur, at this moment, are vividly displayed.

Click!

Click!

Click!

Wang Qi was dressed in a vermilion purple brocade robe, with a white crown in his hair, a long sword with a jade belt, and a horse in front.

Lu Xiangsheng and Cao Wenzhao were behind, and then there were a group of elite cavalry.

"The last general, Qin Erbao, meets the Governor!" Qin Erbao stepped forward and took a group of generals from the original ancestral family to bow to Wang Qi: "The generals of the Daming Wanghaitai battalion are all here, welcome your lordship!" ”

"Daming looks at the camp of Haitai, greetings to the Governor!" With Qin Erbao's voice, everyone in the camp spoke up.

The five words of Daming Wanghaitai represent that the traces of the ancestral family will be erased forever.

"Get up," Wang Qi turned over and dismounted, handed the horsewhip to the guards behind him, and then walked in front of everyone.

There is no dignity and majesty of Lang Guogong when he was in the capital, only the killing spirit of the hundred household officials in Liaodong is with him, scanning everyone, Wang Qi's voice is extremely clear, and it is transmitted from afar: "It's been a long time, colleagues." ”

"Congratulations to the Governor!"

The echoes came from afar, all from the heart of respect.

Everyone understands that the arrival of Wang Qi will lead them to real victory.

History is enough to prove it.

The past achievements made the soldiers boil.

Qin Erbao got up and stood behind Wang Qi.

And Zhang Jiliang has been brought to Wang Qi.

Throughout the battalion, all the generals had gathered to find out what was going on.

At this moment, Zhang Jiliang was weak, and in the face of Wang Qi, he no longer had the arrogance and arrogance in the camp.

Not even anger can arise.

That kind of despair and self-shame was like a huge shadow, enveloping it, and lowering his head, Zhang Jiliang didn't dare to look at Wang Qi.

At this moment, this guerrilla general, who was attached to his ancestral family, understood:

Liaodong,

It is Wang Qi's Liaodong.

And not the ancestral family, or even Liaodong of the Ming Dynasty.

This young man who rose from a hundred household officials has made great achievements, even more so than Li Chengliang at the beginning.

Kneeling on the ground, Zhang Jiliang lowered his head, and in a trance, he seemed to be able to feel the huge shadow brought by the approaching footsteps.

Call!!!

Zhang Jiliang exhaled heavily, and with the sound of breathing, the air in his chest seemed to be abnormally burning and about to burst.

"Master Zhang, I heard that you are going to Ningyuan City to ask for an explanation??" Wang Qi walked towards Zhang Jiliang as he spoke.

Slowly raised his head, because of the back of the daylight, Zhang Jiliang couldn't see Wang Qi's expression clearly, and only saw a black light, full of oppression.

moved his lips slightly, coming, Zhang Jiliang still wants to ask one thing clearly, even if he dies, he must die to understand, right?

"My lord, what are you going to do with your ancestral family??"

Zhang Jiliang's voice was hoarse, with a pleading.

Wang Qi was able to come here, and Zhang Jiliang was desperate for the future of his ancestral family.

Looking at it now, what if you have been entrenched in Liaodong for decades? Wang Qi went to Liao, and one finger had already crushed the ancestral family.

If you want to resist, you will only die worse!

"In the battle of Liaodong, there will always be someone responsible, but don't worry, the imperial court will not anger the rest of the people," Wang Qi said indifferently: "Even if it is Zu Dashou, the imperial court will give enough decency." ”

Decent?

Zhang Jiliang smiled bitterly, but he was powerless to resist, and it was already the greatest luxury to get the assurance of saving his family from Wang Qi's mouth: "Thank you, sir." ”

Qin Erbao gave him a look, and the guards had already set up Zhang Jiliang and dragged him into the distance

After dealing with the representative ancestral lineage, Wang Qi turned his head and looked at the crowd again, Wang Qi's pace was very slow, and he paced in front of everyone step by step: "I heard that you lost your armor under the city of Shenyang, and the grass and trees were all soldiers, and you were slaughtered and expelled by the Eight Banners as cattle and sheep?" ”

No one dared to look at Wang Qi, and all the generals lowered their heads with shame on their faces.

"After this battle, millions of dollars of silver in the imperial court were paid in vain, countless grains and burdens were lost, land and people were lost, and Houjin had a chance to breathe! This is a great shame during my reign in Liao! Wang Qi stood in the center of the venue: "Don't say it's the ancestral family, anyone who dares to hinder the great cause of Liaodong's gold invasion will be beheaded!" ”

Pull people out!

Following Wang Qi's order, three men with black cloth covering their heads were dragged out.

With a bang, Qin Erbao took out the long knife at his waist and handed it to Wang Qi.

The three of them were held down by the guards and knelt on the ground, still struggling, but could only let out a whining roar.

Everyone in the audience didn't know who it was.

"These three people are the enemies of my Daming War, and I invite you to kill them together!"

Wang Qi said, without waiting for everyone's reaction, he took a step, waved his arm, and the white light flashed instantly.

There was a thud, and one of them immediately fell to the ground.

Tons of blood flowed out in an instant.

Murder Flag?

Everyone in the audience looked at each other.

"I'm coming!" Qin Erbao, Lu Xiangsheng, and Cao Wenzhao stood up almost at the same time, holding long knives.

Three swords!

Poof!!

The three people who knelt on the ground suddenly had blood pouring down, and they couldn't live anymore.

"I Tuda, I am willing to be driven by adults!" The new guerrilla general Tu Da had almost guessed who the three people on the ground were, licked his somewhat pale lips, and stepped forward with a knife.

"Kill slaves!"

Between the lips and teeth, the muscles of the arms are coiled, and with a snort, the blade runs through the body.

At this point,

The masked man on the earth is dead and can no longer die.

With Tu Da's move, all the generals stepped forward.

This is the petition for nomination.

At this moment,

There is no reason not to vote.

What's more, it's a vote for Lang Guogong?

After a stick of incense, under the crowd watching, the thirteen garrison and above generals had already slaughtered the three people on the ground to death with one knife and one sword.

The ground had been almost soaked in black blood.

The entire camp was silent, waiting for Wang Qi's action at the moment.

"Zu Dale escaped from the battle, and was beheaded before the battle!" Wang Qi stood in the center of the venue: "Zu Dashou, Zu Dacheng, and Zu Dabi were greedy for merit, and they fled without a fight, and they were also killed." ”

At this moment, everyone finally knew.

Just now, the thirteen generals of the ancestral family, in front of everyone, personally killed Zu Dashou, Zu Dacheng, and Zu Dabi.

Wang Qi looked around, his voice came from his chest, and he roared angrily: "Cutting gold!" ”

The autumn wind howled, carrying Wang Qi's voice, spread into the distance, slowly echoing in everyone's ears.

Someone clenched his fist.

Someone's face turned purple.

Someone's eyes sparkled.

"Varkin!"

(End of chapter)