Fan Wencheng hid in an inconspicuous carriage in the motorcade. He opened a corner of the curtain and watched the scene at the city gate from beginning to end. This Cui Chengxiu still had some tricks. With a few words and a few actions, he won over Mao Wenlong.
, but it was still a bit too explicit. And Yuan Chonghuan actually didn’t go to the Hongmen Banquet he designed, so he had to make a dangerous move and encourage Cui Chengxiu to go into the city to kill Yuan Chonghuan. As for whether he could succeed, Fan Wencheng himself was not sure.
Even if the killing fails, the conflict between Cui and Yuan will inevitably intensify. The generals of the Ming Dynasty will be at odds, food and pay will be insufficient, and collapse will be a matter of time.
The day before yesterday, Cui Chengxiu's aide Zhou Mengren suddenly fell ill, so he had to send someone to Xuzhou Mansion to recuperate. Fan Wencheng felt that it was not that simple, so he secretly sent four guards to kill him. If he could not get Zhou Mengren's head, he would not come back.
Ordinarily, they should have come back with their skills, but they haven't returned yet. This incident can't help but cast a shadow on Fan Wencheng's heart. Now he only has Song Qingfeng, a master, and it depends on him whether he can escape unscathed.
, this young man who often has a gloomy look on his face was personally selected by him. He doesn’t know what kind of injuries he suffered during the Battle of Liguo, but Fan Wencheng knows that the power of hatred is huge, and morale can be used.
If used properly, such a martial arts master can play a greater role than ten Niulu cavalry.
At the moment, the young man with a heavy responsibility, Song Shaoxia, was staring at who was watching outside through the window on the other side of the carriage, with flames of hatred in his eyes. Fan Wencheng couldn't help but look over, behind the Xuzhou Army who lined up to welcome him.
A young man in red robe riding a horse was scanning the convoy with unruly eyes. Could this be Song Qingfeng's enemy...
The camp in the east of the city is ten miles away from Yanzhou, and is stationed with 20,000 chariot soldiers under Zu Dashou. The so-called chariot soldiers are troops with horse-drawn infantry, vehicle-mounted repeating crossbows, and vehicle-mounted flamethrowers as supporting firepower. Of course, there are not only chariot soldiers.
One, there are also some cavalry used in conjunction. This cavalry is a troop sent by the iron factory. The leader is Liu Ziguang's old acquaintance Hu Xianjue. This man has a big feud with the Manchus, so he temporarily left his position as captain of the internal guard of the iron factory.
, came to the front line and commanded the cavalry to kill them all with one blow.
When he heard that Vice General Liu was coming, Hu Xianjue hurried out of the camp to greet him. Although Liu Ziguang had been a slave and a guard under him, he did not dare to underestimate this young man, who was both civil and military, killed like a fool and had a bright future.
He might be the one to sit in the factory owner's big position in the future. Even now, his position is deputy general, which is higher than his own. What's more, he also has factory owner Peng's personal order, so Hu Xianjue immediately transferred the command of the three thousand cavalry.
The power was handed over to Liu Ziguang.
Liu Ziguang ordered all middle and lower-level officers to go to the big tent for a meeting. After the three-way drum sounded, the officers rushed to the Chinese army's tent. They did not dare to be late. The military law of the iron factory was strict. Those who did not arrive after the three-way drum would be punished.
Even if the new deputy general Liu ignored him and beat him with military sticks, Hu Xianjue would still hold him accountable.
Liu Ziguang sat on the commander's seat covered with tiger skin, flipping through the roster in his hand under the light of butter wax. The organizational form of the Iron Guard was based on the rules of Qi Jiguang's military training in the early years, with twelve people in one.
Teams, each team has one captain, three teams are one flag, the leader is called the flag general, three flags are one division, one hundred generals are one person, three divisions are one sentry, there is one general commander, above the general commander is the battalion, and there are thousands of households
He and Deputy Qianhu led more than a thousand people. This cavalry unit had a total of 3,000 people. The leading officers were divided into three battalions: Huyi, Huben and Huwei. Those who were qualified to attend the meeting were all officers above the general.
According to the roster, there should be thirty-six officers present, but after Liu Ziguang checked three times, there were still only thirty-five. Using the terminology of the Young Pioneers queue, he said, "Report to the captain, this squadron should have thirty-six officers, but there are actually three."
Fifteen people.”
"Officer on duty, who didn't come to see me after the three drums sounded?" Liu Ziguang asked.
"Back to the lieutenant general, Qianhu in Tiger Wing Camp has caught wind and cold and is bedridden, so he can't come to see you on leave." The duty officer said. Today's duty officer is a young man named Li Yan, who is also in the army.
One of the three thousand households.
Liu Ziguang was immediately displeased. Everyone knew that a disease like wind-cold could come and go quickly. It was purely diplomatic, and it had only one meaning behind it: I don’t want to offend you. The first time a general was promoted, he would engage in this kind of non-cooperation movement.
, seems to want to give me a show of strength.
Liu Ziguang was just about to send his own soldiers to bring in the Qianhu family who was pretending to be sick, including his bed, and deal with it on the spot with military law. Suddenly he saw the generals under his tent looking at him eagerly, as if they were waiting for a good show to happen, no.
, you can't be tough, if you really beat someone, the gap will be forged. If you violate the law during the battle, the loss will be huge, but if you can't regain your face, I'm afraid it will be difficult to establish prestige in the future.
Liu Ziguang looked at the names of the thousands of households on the roster and said calmly: "Fan Jianqiang's thousands of households must have worked very hard. He actually fell ill before the battle. This general couldn't help but be moved. With such loyal subordinates, why worry about Tartar?"
If you are undefeated, your country will never be restored." As he spoke, he wiped the corners of his eyes in a dignified manner.
The generals looked at each other and smiled. It turned out that this lieutenant with an unstable foundation still succumbed to us old people. If he knew what he was doing, Fan Qianhu really made it right. It would be difficult for outside monks to chant sutras, and the lieutenant did not dare to send them
What happened?
"But" Liu Ziguang changed the topic, and his face darkened: "When marching and fighting, you must have an iron body. A thousand households, like women, also suffered from the cold and were bedridden. I
It seems that they should go home and take their children. I only have heroes who can climb on the ice and lie in the snow without catching a cold. Qianhu can still catch the cold in the spring breeze without willows. Someone, come and prepare a carriage to send this sick Qianhu back.
Li Guo, remember, the car should be covered with soft cushions and the curtains should be airtight."
The generals were shocked. Fan Qianhu was dismissed from his post with just a few words. This was too resolute.
All the generals turned their attention to Hu Xianjue. Only he and Liu Ziguang were slightly familiar with each other and could talk to each other. However, Hu Xianjue pretended not to notice and turned his head to the side. The duty officer Li Yan hesitated and said: "General
, what should Tiger Wing Camp do without a chief officer?"
"As I temporarily take over the position of Qianhu, the duty official will send someone to collect the seal of Qianhu, the sick man, and immediately set up a car to send him back." Liu Ziguang said as he threw the golden approval arrow on the table.
branch.
"As ordered." Li Yan said expressionlessly after taking the order arrow, then turned around and sent several flag officers to execute it.
The generals whispered among themselves. They did not expect Liu Ziguang to do such a great job, which aroused everyone's common disgust. Some of them were veterans. They had fought for the iron factory for more than ten years and did not become deputy generals. Instead, they were ridden by a slave.
Of course he was not convinced when he issued orders from above, and there were many suitors for young ladies among the young officers. They used to compete with each other and were jealous of each other, but now they have a unified enemy.
He began to plan to make things look bad for the lieutenant-general...
General Fan Qianqiang of the Tiger Wing Battalion is an old man of the Iron Guard. He originally thought that he could be the leader of the team during this expedition, but Hu Xianjue, the captain of the inner guard, insisted on going into battle to kill the enemy. In terms of qualifications and martial arts, he was not as good as others.
So I tolerated it and finally waited until Hu Xianjue returned. This time, I must be the commander-in-chief. But Liu Ziguang suddenly jumped out. Although this guy is said to be invincible in sword and gun skills, he also has a very savage temperament.
, but he was born a slave after all, and his origins were unclear. When he thought of having to obey orders under his tent, Fan Jianqiang became furious. When he got angry, he even ignored the drumbeat of the general's tent raising. He lay down.
Sleeping in a tent.
The flag officer who came to collect the seals woke up Fan Jianqiang from his sweet dream. When he heard that the new general had dismissed him from his post of Qianhu, he immediately became furious, put on his clothes, and went straight to the Chinese army's tent with his soldiers.
As he left, several flag officers hurriedly followed behind him.
"I got my official position in exchange for real swords and real guns. No one can touch me except the factory owner!" Fan Jianqiang's loud voice had already reached the Chinese military tent before anyone arrived.
The four soldiers brought by Liu Ziguang were guarding the door of the Chinese army's tent. Fan Jianqiang pushed him and staggered him. None of the four people stopped him. He rushed into the tent, roaring arrogantly, not looking at Liu Ziguang at all.
Look here.
Liu Ziguang waved to the pursuing soldiers and flag officers to get out, and then observed the reactions of the generals. Except for Hu Xianjue and Li Yan, who had calm faces, everyone else was more or less wearing a
They are gloating about my misfortune, they are watching how I will end up, so I will kill them and show them to you.
"Fan Qianhu's wind and cold healed really quickly. He is full of energy. It seems that his body has almost recovered. In this case, Qianhu's position cannot be incurred due to illness." Liu Ziguang sat firmly on the handsome chair, expressionless.
explain.
"Humph, I guess you're wise." Fan Jianqiang said angrily with his hands on his hips and looking at the roof of the tent. People say that Vice General Liu has a very hot temper. I don't believe this. I just want to make him angry and cause chaos.
, he has brought out thousands of brothers by himself, and when the fight breaks out, he will definitely stand on his side, fearing that he is a bird. However, when this kid saw himself getting angry, he immediately changed his attitude, making him feel like punching a pile of cotton with his fist.
The feeling inside is that although I am still tough on my words, my heart is already a little drumming.
The generals also didn't understand what kind of medicine Liu Ziguang was selling in his gourd, and they looked at each other in confusion. Only Li Yan sneered slightly. Dogs that bite don't bark, and dogs that don't bite just bark. Lieutenant General Liu clearly knows how to do it again.
A dog that barks and bites. If I guess correctly, Fan Qiangqiang will be in bad luck.
Sure enough, Liu Ziguang continued: "Fan Qianhu, this general's first promotion, you pretended to be ill, beat the soldiers, disobeyed military orders, and yelled at the Chinese army. According to the military discipline of the Iron Guard, not only did you want to withdraw your Qianhu
In addition to his duties, he must also be punished with fifty military sticks."
"How dare you! When I was in the iron guard, you didn't know where you were playing with mud. Oh, no, you should be working as a slave laborer in the iron mine. With your three-legged cat skills, if not
How could you, relying on the eldest lady's skirt strings, get on top of my old fan, dismiss me from my post, and beat me with a military stick? Damn you!"
Fan Jianqiang's majestic body like a black iron tower stood in the middle of the big tent, spitting spittle from his mouth, pointing at Liu Ziguang like a shrew and yelling curses. The generals wanted to laugh but did not dare to laugh. It would be great to have this stupid young man to help them.
However, from this we can also see how much this Deputy General Liu weighs, which will make it easier to deal with him in the future.
Liu Ziguang's face gradually turned frosty. He stood up and turned around, walked up to Fan Jianqiang and asked: "Because I am a slave, you look down on me. Because of my relationship with the eldest lady, so you don't accept me as this?"
General, right?"
"So what, are these all fake? Everyone knows your details very well!" Fan Jianqiang knew that Liu Ziguang was very good in martial arts. When he saw him walking in front of him, he started to take precautions, using his left arm as a cover and his right hand as a cover.
Quietly, he reached to the side of the knife handle.
"So you pretended to be sick and didn't come to see me, right?" Liu Ziguang continued to ask, with his hands behind his back, his whole body relaxed, and his tone became lighter. Standing in front of Fan Jianqiang's tall body, he couldn't help but be dwarfed by him.
"So what?" Fan Qianqiang continued to shout unscrupulously. Since he was at odds with each other, he would go all out and bring down this kid, otherwise he would never be able to stand out.
Sixteen tall sticks of butter wax were burned in the Chinese army's tent, which was considered brightly lit, but the generals still saw a dazzling white light. After the white light passed, Fan Jianqiang's tall body was still standing upright, but his head had fallen to the ground.
Niudan Dadi's eyes widened and his mouth opened with an incredible expression.
Except for Hu Xianjue and Li Yan, no one saw when Liu Ziguang's Baihong Sword was unsheathed. They only saw the headless body of the former number one ruthless man in the army and the spurting blood. Everyone was shocked. This
The method... is a bit too brutal.
Liu Ziguang had already sheathed his sword and said viciously while everyone was dumbfounded: "The three-tone drums can't sound and the big tent can't obey the orders. They insult the general, attack the central army, and roar the big tent. According to the Iron Guard's military regulations, "Ten to behead twenty"
"Punishment" should be beheaded, are any of you dissatisfied?"
He scanned everyone with his fierce eyes. Everyone subconsciously avoided his gaze. Only one person came forward without fear: "A certain family is not convinced!"