The white earth was covered with silver and white. On the ground of Qingzhou Prefecture, Shandong, dozens of figures moved their bodies with difficulty. After stepping on it, there was a snow nest nearly two feet deep on the ground. The way out here would soon be filled with newly falling snowflakes and heavy snow blown by the wind.

The cold wind blew by, and one of the big men rubbed his hands, and the cold wind blew into his mouth as if he was eating a knife. The big man closed his mouth slightly and said in a deep voice: "Brother, Qing Gou is chasing him like crazy. If we can't escape as soon as possible, we will be told to all of them here."

The man surrounded by people was wrapped tightly, his legs seemed to be injured, and he was carried on his shoulders, with only one leg hanging weakly. Although this person was the leader among these people, he was not old, in his early twenties, and his face was green and green, and he had not taken care of for a long time. He lay on his companion's back, squinted his eyes to preserve his strength, and opened his eyes when he heard this, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Liu Heiqi, don't fart here. I escaped from Fulaishan and I'm about to reach Huai'an. Besides, his mother's nonsense will ruin my morale, I will kill you to sacrifice the flag."

The reprimanded man named Liu Heiqi was obviously not afraid of his elder brother, and muttered, "We only have fifty brothers left. The flag has long been thrown on the road and lit a fire. Brother, you kill me, Old Liu, less than fifty, rounding it will be zero. Who will give you allegiance to the front and back?"

"Fifty people? What's wrong with fifty people? The Jinyiwei gathered up fifty people and was already calling the wind and rain in the capital, killing all directions. Did you see the embroidered spring sword in my waist? This sword is shaped like a geese feather knife, with a stretched sword posture, neat and powerful blood groove on the blade, sharp blade, and beautiful shape. I used to slash a clear dog's head with one knife."

Liu Heiqi curled his lips and said with a slanted eyes: "Brother, if you go to sell knives, you may become a new family than rebellion. It was the old Huangsheng from many years ago, and it was the Jinyiwei. Master Chongzhen has been hanging for several years. Brother, you are talking about the story of Master Hongwu, and you didn't catch up at that time."

Liu Yong laughed back and cursed: "Shut up, Xiao Liu has carried me for a mile. You can replace him. When we arrive in Huai'an, we will join General Li. With our reputation, we will definitely be valued. Then, when we return to Qingzhou, Guangzong Yaozu, I don't know how glorious it is."

Although Liu Heiqi was poor-mouthed, after hearing this, he handed the knife to his companion around him, took Liu Yong from Xiaoliu's back, and continued to run away with him on his back.

The person who was carrying someone called Liu Yong, with a Tianjin accent, turned out that his ancestors were Jinyiwei Qianhu, the Jinyiwei family. Jinyiwei was inherited and was unlucky when he was passed down to him, so he caught up with Li Chuang to Beijing. Wu Mengming, the commander of the last Jinyiwei, disappeared, and the Jinyiwei system that spread throughout the world was completely paralyzed. Liu Yong fled to Shandong with his father, and soon the Qing Dynasty entered the pass. Liu Yong saw the Qing soldiers burning, killing, plundering, and four Qing soldiers chased hundreds of refugees, but no one resisted. Liu Yong relied on his martial arts to kill several Qing soldiers and rescued a group of fleeing people.

Seeing that escaping was a way of thinking, the people surrounded him and occupied the mountain in Fulai Mountain in Qingzhou to become king, and promoted righteous troops to fight against the Qing Dynasty. Many people nearby surrendered and gradually grew stronger.

Later, Li Haoxian led the Liehuo Camp to the north to attack, and the volunteer soldiers from all over Shandong responded. Liu Yong was even more excited. He packed up his troops overnight and wanted to go and join him. As soon as he got on the road, he heard the news of the Liehuo Camp withdrawing troops.

After the Fiery Camp withdrew from Shandong, Babuhai, who was ordered in danger, instantly became a hero of the Qing court. Dorgon even appointed him as the King of Qi and wrote his achievements in "anti-Ming" in a very good way. The proud Babuhai built a large-scale construction of the royal palace in Jinan Prefecture, Shandong. The Shandong people, who were already in dire straits, suddenly took heavy labor. The people who could not survive in various places gathered to stir up trouble, and Fulaishan once again flourished.

The first bird was shot, and Fulai Mountain developed too fast. In addition, the leader Liu Yong was a person who didn't know how to be low-key, so he slowly pulled all the hatred of the Qing soldiers. After mobilizing heavy troops to encircle and suppress them, Fulai Mountain was not a dangerous mountain. It was outnumbered and fell to its current end.

Although Fulai Mountain fell, Shandong was in trouble because of the construction of the royal palace in Babuhai. It had already been a gunpowder depot full of explosives. Just waiting for one Mars, it could blow up the place to the earth.

That night, taking advantage of the heavy snow, several people passed through a dilapidated village from the mountains and forests. Suddenly, a group of soldiers rushed out of the snow and surrounded them. Liu Yong and others were tired and exhausted, hungry and cold, and they really couldn't hold their swords and fight again. They all sighed in their hearts: It still fell into Qinggou's hands.

The group of people surrounded them and lit the torch. The young general in the lead waved his hand: "Do you go slow, I see they don't have braids. Could it be their own?" After saying that, he asked Liu Yong who was surrounded in the middle: "Well, who are you?"

...

Liu Yong and others came to the camp of the Liehuo Camp. More than a dozen of them were immediately sent to the military medical department. The first batch of students from Suzhou Medical Center had been sent to the front line. There was no war on the front line for the time being. These new students who were holding on to prove themselves were surrounded when they saw the dozen injured soldiers.

After a simple treatment and bandage, Liu Yong felt a cool and numb feeling from the wound on his leg. Knowing that these people were all Xingling's wonderful hands, he couldn't help but be happy. No one wanted to be disabled. It was a great kindness to cure his legs.

Just as Liu Yong wanted to get up to thank him, he saw several young doctors shaking their heads and discussing what they had just done. Liu Yong touched his nose, put away his gestures awkwardly, and turned around and walked out.

This is really a novel military camp. Liu Yong walked out of the tent himself, but he saw that everyone under the flag was confident and everything was in order. The three armies performed their own duties to wipe the muskets, practiced swordsmanship, repaired swordsmanship, and carried and did some miscellaneous tasks... Everyone was focused on their own work, with no confusion in their eyes, and all were full of spirits.

"This is the Huo Cang? No wonder you can fight to Shandong. If the Ming army in the capital had this half of its momentum, it would be Li Zicheng's turn to enter Beijing." When Liu Yong was talking to himself, a small soldier came over and asked, "Are you Liu Yong, the leader of the fifty rebels who came to surrender last night?"

Liu Yong straightened his back, held his legs that were still a little painful, and sang: "That's it."

The soldier clasped his fists and said, "Captain Liu, our general is welcome, please follow me to the big tent."

In the central army tent, Li Haoxian was holding Liu Yong's knife and was looking at it carefully. After seeing them coming in, he turned around and smiled, "Is this knife yours?"

Liu Yong nodded. His eyes were famous all over the world, and he was so powerful that the burly general who almost left the imperial court was so scared that he looked heroic, but unfortunately there was a scar on his face, which was left after the Jingxiang War. At that time, Hou Xuanyan pointed to this scar and laughed at himself with his high and low shoulders. From then on, Li Haoxian did not think he was ugly, but instead took pride in this scar and told everyone about the fate of Duke Yue and him.

Li Haoxian praised: "Good knife! If I read it correctly, this is the best among the embroidered spring swords. Then you should be a descendant of the Jinyiwei, and your grade is not low, right?"

Liu Yong was quite happy. When he saw Li Haoxian, he knew this knife, and he was indeed much better than his subordinates. "The general said it is right. His father is the Qianhu of the Jinyiwei."

Li Haoxian's tone slowed down and sighed: "Shandong elders, are you okay?"

"Not good, it's too bad. The guy from Babuhai was condemned by the Tartars, which made Shandong furious. The people of Shandong not only had to bear hundreds of thousands of taels of money, but also took turns to work and do corvee. It was cold and there were countless people who died in front of the newly built royal palace. The dog officials enfeoffed by the Qing Dynasty took the opportunity to make money and forced all kinds of taxes. All those who did not pay were taken to work as coolies. Some prefectures and counties in Qingzhou were empty, and those who died in Shanggu County were fleeing. It was said that there was only an old man left in a large county at the time." Liu Yong was excited, and every sentence was like a knife, stabbed into Li Haoxian's heart.

With a bang, the table placed in the tent flew up, rolled around in the air, and landed on the ground. The soldiers rushed in from outside the tent, and saw Li Haoxian storming his face and swelling into a blue-purple color. He gritted his teeth and said, "If you don't kill all these beasts, I'm sorry to the Shandong elders."

Liu Yong knelt on one knee, clasped his fists and said, "The general has such ambition, and Liu Yong is willing to work hard for all his life."

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In the Jinling Hou Mansion, in Hou Xuanyan's study, a thick stack of documents was placed in front of him.

Sitting in front of him was Jiang Jianxun, who was promoted to the right assistant minister of the Ministry of War because of his military merits. Hou Xuanyan asked with a note, "Yang Zhan from Sichuan has just improved a little and is going to lead the Sichuan soldiers to fight against Xiezhou. Although Zhang Zongfan is an embroidered pillow, he is still holding more than 100,000 people in his hand. The Sichuan soldiers have just been full and are about to go out for war less than a few months. I think this matter should be slowed down."

Jiang Jianxun twisted his beard and smiled and said, "I know that Yang Zhan is a natural talent, a talented man who was famous in the capital. Since the Duke of Guo killed Ma Gan and asked him to govern Sichuan, he has been helping Sichuan and Shu. Everyone in Shu held their breath and wanted to prove themselves to the Duke of Guo, I saw that the time for Sichuan soldiers to leave Shu has come, and I will definitely be able to play a triumphant song."

Hou Xuanyan lowered his head and pondered, and after a moment, he shook his head and said, "Hastyness will not be achieved. The current situation is beneficial to us. Starting a rash war will only give them a chance. When the time is ripe for the beginning of the year, our overall northern expedition will be a foolproof plan. This is a major event to restore the Han dynasty and there is no tolerance for any mistakes."

When the situation reached this point, Hou Xuanyan thought carefully every step of the way, and no longer had the courage to splash when he fell to the trough. In the past, the Qing Dynasty was arrogant and was about to set foot on the south of the Yangtze River and take over the world. At that time, Hou Xuanyan had no choice but to bite the bullet and start a big battle, and would often suppress all his wealth and fight with his life. Now, let alone the gamble of the Jingxiang War, the battle of the city walls was destroyed, even the opportunity for Sichuan soldiers to leave Sichuan was carefully considered. Just because he had seen the dawn, he was afraid that he would be careless. At that time, he would not say anything about the sinners of the eternal period, even he would not forgive himself.

Jiang Jianxun disagreed, but said: "The Duke of the State acts cautiously, and there is nothing wrong with it."

Hou Xuanyan laughed and scolded, "You, you are such a slip of the head." After saying that, he pressed the memorial and wrote: I know Yang Yuliang's heart with his heart, but now the time has not come, so I should not act rashly, and I can wait for the Imperial Supervisor to issue an order. If there are any remaining troops, it can help Peng Zhuze manage Sichuan and Guizhou. Eliminating the troubles is also a major plan for the country, which is the same as the Northern Expedition.

After writing, he stuffed it into the envelope, sealed the hole with beeswax, and placed it on the table.

At this time, a voice came from outside the study: "Master, someone from Huai'an is coming, and I want to see Master."

When Hou Xuanyan heard this, he stood up and asked, "But the people from my Fire Camp are here?"

“That’s right.”

"Let them wait for me in Regent's House."

Seeing this, Jiang Jianxun thought to himself: The old ministers in the court all said that the Duke prefers the Fire Camp, and it turns out to be the case at first sight today...

Hou Xuanyan walked into the Regent Hall, and as soon as he reached the door, he twitched his nose and asked, "How come the Regent Hall has the fragrance of powder."

After entering, Hou Xuanyan was stunned and saw four beauties standing in the hall. Hou Xuanyan, who was beside them, recognized it as Chen Pengjie, the gang general of the Fire Camp.

"What's going on?"

Chen Pengjie clasped his fists and said, "Our general asked me here for important military information. As for these four, General Li found from the families of the criminals in Huai'an. The most beautiful child with the most beautiful child who gave birth to a child and a prosperous husband, was specially dedicated to the general."

Hou Xuanyan suddenly realized that he is now the core of an interest group. However, this group now has a fatal weakness. Hou Xuanyan is in his twenties and has no descendants. If something happens, this group that is completely centered on Hou Xuanyan will face a situation of collapse and fragmentation. Li Haoxian is his confidant among the generals in commanding the army, which is vaguely revealing his concerns. Hou Xuanyan also knew that although he was unwilling to admit that he had to have an heir to stabilize the hearts of his subordinates.

Looking at these four beauties, they all have the same characteristics, with plump and round buttocks. It is said that such women are prone to give birth to boys.

Hou Xuanyan frowned and waved his hand, "Take them down, what's the place here? Chen Pengjie, you are also a person who has been fighting on the battlefield for a long time. Next time you bring people in, you will take off your armor and get out of here. Tell me, what's wrong with Li Haoxian?"

Chen Pengjie was scolded for no reason, and his neck shrank, saying, "Master General Li said that Shandong was already full of smoke because of the construction of the royal palace by Babu Hai. Rebels from all over the country flocked, and in terms of scale, the scale was no less than the Guanzhong thieves. General Li wanted to raise troops north and completely recapture Shandong."

Sure enough, all the generals under his command could not hold back. He just replied to Yang Zhan, and now Li Haoxian also wants to fight. The generals only know how to charge and recover lost ground, but they don’t know what is behind a war.

Before the troops move, food and grass will go first, there is no sufficient supplies, money, food, and military sources... Just because of the blood heat, there will be war. How can it be that simple?

Hou Xuanyan slapped the table and said angrily: "Go back and tell Li Haoxian and let him." Having said this, Hou Xuanyan suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind and lowered his head to ponder.

Chen Pengjie stood there in a daze, staring at Duke Yue who suddenly said nothing...

"Haha, I thought of it. Go back and tell Li Haoxian. On the premise of defending the Qing soldiers in Fengyang, I promised him to send troops to attack Shandong. He could use artillery to attack the city, but he could not station any city. He just killed the Qing soldiers when he saw them, retreat after they were killed. This was repeated to train troops through battles."
Chapter completed!