When Lu Xiangsheng heard Yang Tinglin's words, he turned his face sharply and waved his hand at Yang Tinglin, who was angry, to prevent him from saying any more. In this instant, the shadow of Li Qi, the investigator of Dongchang, came to his mind, and he was not worried about himself, but worried that his friend would say something dissatisfied with the imperial court, and someone would add branches and leaves to the capital.

At this time, Lu Xiangsheng had an idea, he took a step in front of Yang Tinglin, and said solemnly: "Brother Boxiang, I want to ask you to go to Baoding, how about it?"

"Of course I'm happy to serve. However, do you want me to go to Mianzhu to cry for Qin Ting? I don't think I can get his help. Yang Tinglin rubbed the beard under his chin and shook his head as he spoke.

"Do your best to obey the destiny of heaven. You have some dealings with him in Beijing, and you may touch his heart by explaining to him the difficult situation in the army. I've said it's the way to go, but that's the only way left for me. Lu Xiangsheng's face showed a pleading look, he was afraid that his old friend would notice.

"When will you leave?" Yang Tinglin also knew that there was no time to delay, he had the intention to kill the enemy but had no power to return to the sky.

"This matter is imminent, and I hope that my brother will leave as soon as possible. You have been working very hard these days, how about you rest tonight and leave on the fifth watch tomorrow?" Lu Xiangsheng felt a light in his heart inexplicably.

Yang Tinglin thought quietly for a while, he seemed to feel that something was passing by in his mind, but there was no cloud left, so he said: "Since the military situation is so urgent, I will leave tonight." Please hurry up and write a handwritten letter, which will be presented to me in front of me, and then move it with words. ”

"You'd better sleep all night. Lu Xiangsheng looked at his old friend's tired face and said earnestly.

"No, without further ado, just go. Yang Tinglin felt that it was not too late, otherwise the reinforcements of King Qin of the Ming Dynasty would be in danger, and the Ming Dynasty would be even more ......

"You're working too hard!" Lu Xiangsheng arched his hand to show his gratitude, but the two of them didn't say anything more.

At about the time of the third watch, Yang Tinglin had just taken Lu Xiangsheng's handwritten letter, and set off with one of his family members and the four personal guards assigned to him by Lu Xiangsheng.

Lu Xiangsheng kept sending him out of the camp, and the two of them held hands and asked each other to cherish them. Yang Tinglin rode his horse and walked a few steps, and felt very uneasy, he turned his horse's head again, and once again admonished: "The public body is concerned about the safety of the country, don't make a desperate bet." Jinan is the old rule of our father, and the people's hearts are available, so I hope to pay attention. ”

Lu Xiangsheng once served as a famous soldier and governed the Qi Mansion, so he didn't know that Jinan was his old rule. He nodded, trying to say in a calm tone: "Brother Tai, let's go, don't think about my brother." Since the husband promises the country with his body, he does not dare to be selfish with his seven-foot body, and he only knows a little bit about the principle of benevolence and righteousness. reported Jun En with a death, and his younger brother still thought that he had little ear. ”

He watched the six fast horses, and after walking away in the dim starlight, he thought for a while before turning back to the camp.

He was already determined to die on the battlefield, thinking that this farewell to his old man might be the eternal secret of heaven and man, and he was still a little sad in his heart. Knowing that Liu Yuliang would not give him any assistance, the reason why he sent Yang Tinglin was to "do his best to obey the destiny of heaven", but more importantly, he wanted to send Tinglin away and save a useful talent for the imperial court.

And this latter bit of thought, Yang Tinglin has no way of knowing.

On the night of the day when Lu Xiangsheng saw Yang Tinglin away, he received an urgent document from the Ministry of War, saying that according to the Shanxi Tang report, the Qing troops were heading west to Shanxi, and Taiyuan was in danger, and Lu Xiangsheng was ordered to supervise the division to rush to help.

Xiangsheng knew that the Qing soldiers were attacking the city and destroying the village in the Jizhong Plain, burning and plundering, and did not move to Shanxi, but only sent a few rangers as suspicious soldiers, pretending to be a western peek into Shanxi, but it caused the panic of the Taiyuan gentry.

He threw the inscription on the earthen kang, thinking in his heart: "The art of war is cloudy, and the generals are outside, and the king's order is not subject to it." Yang Sichang is hundreds of miles away, holding my hands and feet in everything, this is helpless!"

Although he himself decided not to accept the orders of the Ministry of War, Wang Pu, the chief soldier of Datong under him, also crossed the rank and directly received the letter from the Ministry of War. The Shanxi soldiers under Wang Pu had long been disheartened, they were unwilling to follow him to suffer for the old Zhu family, as soon as they heard that Shanxi was in danger, the military department came to the army again, and they had to go back to protect the family, so the army immediately made a noise. Wang Pufen said that his cronies and staff praised the painting, helped Wang Pu to the horse together, and surrounded him to the west.

When Lu Xiangsheng learned of this, it was impossible to recover the soldiers and horses of King Qin, Shanxi, and the three general officers he led were the most powerful among Wang Pu. After Wang Pu left, the troops of the two chief military officers, Hu Dawei and Yang Guozhu, and Xiangsheng's own standard battalion, including those who could not fight, totaled only more than 6,000 people.

At noon the next day, he led these thousands of remnants to the border of Nangong County, because the nearby prefectures and counties refused to enter the official army, so they had to camp in the wilderness. The battalions sent men into the wilderness to dig up the bark of grass roots, and brought it back, washed it, chopped it, and fed it with a small amount of miscellaneous grain.

Lu Xiangsheng was willing to eat the same thing with his soldiers, and he knew that the next step of the Qing soldiers would be to go deep into Jinan, or from here to Shandong to plunder, so he planned to give the men and horses a little rest here, and go to Julu tomorrow to find the enemy for a bloody battle.

At this time, the superintendent army was high and dived, followed behind Lu Xiangsheng, and also brought nearly 20,000 horses to Jize, he felt that it was better not to be too far away from the governor of the world's Qinwang soldiers and horses, so the place where he camped was only a few dozen miles away from here. Lu Xiangsheng's probe horse reported the matter to Lu Xiangsheng, and he quickly wrote a sincere handwritten letter, and sent a small colonel Pegasus to the superintendent's barracks, asking Gao Qiqian to see that he was also a Ming official and army, and also drove the army to Julu, so as to support each other and disperse the enemy.

As soon as Lu Xiangsheng sent out the envoys, several hundred representatives of the fathers and elders of the three prefectures of Jinan came to the camp of the king of Qin, who was going to Beijing, and the people clamored to see the overseer.

Out of the delegates, a sturdy old man with a long gray beard fluttering under his chin. Xiang Sheng saw that the second Weng was none other than the old man Yao Dongzhao, the chivalrous warrior of the giant deer, who was hanging the sword he had given him not long ago on his waist at the moment.

Yao Dongzhao since the Qing soldiers entered the fortress, he ran everywhere for the imperial court to liaise, calling on the people to resist the Qing soldiers, protect the family and defend the country, he saw deep expectations among the people of the three prefectures of Jinan, so everyone elected him to speak to the governor on behalf of everyone.

Some plots are also too tragic in the annals of history, but they can't be avoided, so they can only do their best, interspersed with some plots to soothe one or two, and those who don't like it can communicate in the message at the back of the book.

(End of chapter)