Before crossing over, he had watched a movie, and this was the world of embroidered spring knives.

Jin Yiwei, Lu Wenzhao, the battle of Salhu, isn't this the scene where the embroidered spring knife began.

"I don't know if Lord Lu is the Western Route Army under General Du?"

Lu Wenzhao didn't have an surprised look, he was also a thousand generals in any way, and he was deeply reused by the general soldier Juniper, although his status was not as good as that of a partial general, but he was by no means an ordinary and unknown person.

"The general summoned the general in the camp tent, and asked the general not to delay, otherwise he would miss the military plane, and the general would blame him, and the villain would not be punished. At this time, Lu Wenzhao was only thirty years old, and he had his own ambitions in his heart, so he came to the army from Jinyiwei, and he couldn't help but remind him when he saw that Zhang Zheng was still distracted.

"I will hear that Lord Lu's knife skills are exquisite, can I appreciate a thing or two when I have time, and let me open my eyes. Zhang Zheng walked out side by side with him, looking at the embroidered spring knife on Lu Wenzhao's waist, and had a strong interest.

The embroidered spring knife belongs to the world of low martial arts, focusing on skills, and he still remembers the approximate plot. Lu Wenzhao's kung fu is among the top in it, and his Qi knife skills are domineering and abnormal, and he is likely to be the successor of Qi Jiguang, even if it is the protagonist Shen Lian, he may not be his opponent, although the ending is tragic, but his strength cannot be ignored because of this.

"It's just a little rough knife technique, where can I compare to the general's invincibility. Lu Wenzhao was humble, but there was still a faint pride in his eyes, and after a few breaths, he spoke again: "Since the general is interested, why don't he ask the general for guidance in the future." ”

The two talked about some military matters along the way, but to avoid embarrassment, they invisibly pulled into the relationship between the two sides.

At this time, Lu Wenzhao was still a little cyan, and he didn't have the depth in the future, and he still had a passion for Wanli.

Only after the defeat of the Ming army in the Battle of Sarhu did he completely lose confidence in the emperor and turned to the command of King Xin, wanting to get rid of Wei Zhongxian and Emperor Tianqi.

Zhang Zheng was not really born in this era, so he couldn't feel the heaviness and helplessness of living, and he had to be terrified every day, for fear that he would die tragically if he was not careful.

"The emperor is mediocre, and the traitorous minister is in charge", just eight words, but what it contains is the suffering and darkness of the whole world.

He naturally knows the enormity of Jinyiwei and Dongchang, because behind him is Jinyiwei.

When he comes to this era, he must have an awareness that not only can he not leave Jinyiwei, but he can only live by integrating into it.

Surviving is a very simple thing in the 21st century, but in the Wanli period, it is a luxury.

The commander of the army was Yang Hao, the envoy of Liaodong Economic Strategy, and the big tent was not far away, surrounded by elite soldiers.

"General Qiqi, General Zhang Bi is here. Yang Hao looked happy and said loudly: "Let General Zhang come in." ”

For Zhang Zheng, a fierce general, Yang Hao likes it from the bottom of his heart, every time Zhang Zheng rushes to the front with the cavalry, he really can't afford to be disgusted.

"The Great General invites the General to enter into the proceedings. Lu Wenzhao said in a low voice, and then turned sideways to protect the door with a knife, this level of meeting is not something that Qian always can mix.

Zhang Zheng stepped into the tent, more than a dozen generals sat sparsely, and Yang Hao sat on the top. Then the general soldiers Jun Song, Ma Lin, Li Rubai, and Han Ling were divided into two sides, as for the others, they were all partial generals, he found an empty place to sit down, and then looked at his nose, nose, ears, and heart, as if he was out of the matter.

Although Yang Hao is not a military master, he can be a strategic envoy of Liaodong, and the position of Zuo Shilang of the military department is not a mediocre person, and after discussing with Juniper, he decided to divide the troops into four ways before the beginning of spring and fight a decisive battle with Nurhachi.

In the final analysis, they still didn't really realize the strength of the Jurchen, a nation that rose in the Changbai Mountains, and arrogantly thought that they could be defeated with one blow. As everyone knows, the combat effectiveness of the Jurchens should not be underestimated, Zhang Zheng fought with them in the past, and he knew their fierceness.

What's more, Houjin's army has been active in the ice and snow outside the gate for many years, occupying a favorable position.

The time and place are favorable, and the three are not occupied, but they have to divide the troops and occupy them, isn't this a chance for the Jurchens to gather and annihilate?

Zhang Zheng wanted to get up, but the chief soldier Juniper threw an inexplicable look at him to dispel his thoughts.

"Does General Zhang have any objections to Yang Gong's tactics today? An hour later, Yang Ho left the tent, and everyone went their separate ways, and Juniper walked with him.

Zhang Zheng didn't speak, just nodded.

"Alas, do you think that Yang Gong doesn't know the danger? It's just that this battle is related to the fortunes of the Ming Dynasty, His Majesty and the ministers of the court and the central government are staring, urging the decisive battle all the time, and Yang Gong has no choice but to take risks. "As the chief soldier, Juniper naturally knows a lot of inside information, but he doesn't know why he wants to say to him, a partial general, is far from the eyes of the general soldier.

Perhaps sensing his doubts, Juniper smiled and explained: "General Zhang is brave and invincible, if he misunderstands Yang Gong and has a suspicion, it will not be conducive to the war." ”

"However, our Western Army is still short of a fierce general, so it is better for Zhang Zheng to come to our Western Army. ”

Zhang Zheng secretly scolded, he thought that this old fox would be so kind, it turned out that he was digging the corner of the wall, he could only laugh twice: "I don't dare to make a claim in the future, and I still need to listen to the general's orders in this matter." ”

The two returned to their respective camps, and Zhang Zheng continued to practice marksmanship and soldiers.

The Ming army was defeated, and if they wanted to survive, they had to rush out from the encirclement of Houjin.

The more than 1,000 soldiers under him also felt the oppression, they fought bloody battles with the cavalry of Houjin, they knew that it was powerful, and where they dared to relax, they were all desperately trained and sharpened.

After a few days, he and Lu Wenzhao also got acquainted, and the two tried a few games, Lu Wenzhao's knife skills were indeed powerful, but when it came to battlefield fighting, compared with Zhang Zheng's iron spear, he still fell behind.

This is mainly due to the fierceness of his body, as well as the strength of his strength, overwhelming people with power, and in terms of skill, he is far from his opponent.

In the open space outside the camp, two figures were beating, and weapons collided together to make a violent sound.

Zhang Zheng and Lu Wenzhao were competing, and a knife and a shot sparked dazzling sparks.

He made a steel spear, more than 20 catties, and although Lu Wenzhao's embroidered spring knife was sharp, compared with the steel spear, it was too much worse, although Lu Wenzhao slashed with a steel knife, the knife was endless, but it was still torn apart by the iron spear, and the tip of the spear was pointed on the blade, shaking him out three steps away.

"The general is incomparably powerful, and his marksmanship is brave, and I am not an opponent. Lu Wenzhao put away the embroidered spring knife and surrendered happily.

He really admires General Zhang Bi, the two of them can still fight back and forth the day before yesterday, but now they only fight dozens of moves, and they are not opponents.

Zhang Zheng put away the spear and said: "Lord Lu's sword skills will be admired, I am better than the strength, if I don't have this brute strength, I'm afraid I won't be able to last long under the adult's knife." ”

"The general is too modest. Lu Wenzhao's brows soothed.

"There are three or five days left before the beginning of the war, and I hope Lord Lu will take care. When parting, he whispered in Lu Wenzhao's ear, and walked into the big tent by himself without looking at his expression.

Zhang Zheng didn't want Lu Wenzhao to die, so no one would teach him knife techniques, and he was very greedy for Qi knife techniques.

It was night, heavy snow and frost closed the city.