Page (1/3)

Wang Huazhen looked at Li Yongfang's handwritten letter, which wrote:

Li Yongfang, the guilty minister, pays 100 thanks and sincerely submits this letter to the prince, the governor of Liaodong in the Ming Dynasty:

I lost my integrity in Fushun and surrendered to Jianzhou. I have not forgotten the Ming Dynasty for a day.Every time I think about the loss of my homeland and the massacre of the people, my heart breaks, and I wish I could die immediately to thank the world.However, those who have endured humiliation and survived till now really have the ambition to serve the country and want to wait for the time to act to atone for their past mistakes.

Fortunately, God has tempted him, and his energy to build the state will be exhausted.On the western front, Mongolian Lindan Khan commanded 100,000 cavalry to press the border. The slave chief Nurhachi was panicked and mobilized the elite of the Eight Banners to resist westward.Huang Taiji's two flags, the straight white and the bordered white, have also left camp and gone west. In Liaoyang City, there are only old and weak bannermen, newly attached Han troops and more than ten thousand Han people in eastern Liaoning. They all yearn for the Ming Dynasty and look forward to the king's division day and night, like looking at the clouds during a severe drought.

Although I am under the control of a slave chief, I still have old troops under my command that I can rely on.I have secretly made a secret appointment with the righteous men in the city. As soon as the army arrives, I will cut off the pass and send the heads of the slave chiefs to my subordinates.At that time, the ministers would stand in front of the formation and turn against each other to meet the king's division.Liaoyang is at your fingertips, and Liaodong is within reach.

Don't miss this opportunity, it will never come again.Governor Fuqi quickly sent out his army to support Liaoyang under the starry night.The ministers should lead the people to respond internally and support the righteous deeds together.If it is too late, changes will occur, and the slave chief may return to the army, and all previous efforts will be wasted.

Chen Yongfang bowed his head and bowed again, weeping blood to hear it.

Wang Huazhen held Li Yongfang's autographed letter, her knuckles turning white from the force, and read it twice, the excitement in her eyes almost overflowing.The tearful meaning of surrender in every word in the letter, coupled with the Mongolian pressure and the Jin Dynasty's elite Western tune rhetoric, hit the most urgent thought in his heart - if he could regain Liaoyang in one fell swoop, his achievements as the governor of Liaodong would be completely surpassed by Xiong Tingbi, who was sitting in Shanhaiguan and blindly guarding the city. Above the court and in front of His Majesty, he would be the hero of rebuilding Liaodong.

He immediately summoned Sun Degong, slapped the letter on the case, and asked in a deep voice: "Degong, how sure do you think you are of regaining Liaoyang?"

Sun Degong took the letter and hurriedly scanned it. He knelt down with a "pop" and kowtowed heavily with a sonorous voice: "General, I would like to congratulate Futai for his immortal contribution to your majesty and the Ming Dynasty! The Mongolian cavalry pressed down on the border as promised. The previous attack on Xiping Fort by Houjin failed, and they retreated in panic.Ming was forced into a dilemma by the Mongolian army, which is exactly the same as what Li Yongfang wrote in his letter!As the saying goes: If you don't take it, you will be blamed; if the time is not right, you will suffer the disaster.I beg Futai to send troops immediately to restore our homeland of Ming Dynasty!" After saying this, he kowtowed on the green brick again.

When Wang Huazhen heard this, he put his palms in his hands and laughed. He felt that he had the right time, place, and people under his control. If he didn't send troops now, when would he wait?He was about to beat the drums to go up to the hall to mobilize his troops, but Sun Degong knelt down again, his voice suddenly choked with sobs, and he said with a cry: "My benefactor, my Sun Degong is a rough man. He doesn't understand the politics of the court. He only knows how a drop of kindness should be like a spring.I will repay you for your kindness in promoting me despite the rumors.Now that the army is about to go out, I will be the vanguard to repay the favor of Futai and save the shame of the fall of Shenyang.I hope my benefactor will be fulfilled!"

After saying that, Sun Degong lay on the ground, his shoulders twitching uncontrollably, his cry real, looking like a loyal and courageous warrior.Wang Huazhen looked at him, feeling warm in her heart. She felt more and more that those spies in Dongchang were slandering such a loyal and brave general as a collaborator. It was simply ridiculous and jealous of his talents!A general who takes the initiative to fight and repays his kindness with death is not a loyal minister. There are no more loyal ministers in the world!If he is allowed to be the vanguard and the battle is won, and he knows people well and uses them well, how glorious will it be?

Wang Huazhen deliberately pondered for a moment and sighed softly: "In that case, I'll let you do it."

Sun Degong suddenly raised his head and prostrated again, wailing and shouting: "Thank you, my lord, you will be rewarded with death!"

The cries echoed in the lobby. Wang Huazhen was moved to a complete mess, and his heart was filled with the unparalleled achievements of recapturing Liaoyang.But after all, he didn't see Sun Degong lying on the ground. The hands hanging by his sides had already been clenched with veins. Under the hot tears on his face, hidden was his loyalty to Hou Jin and his cold calculation for the fate of the Ming Dynasty's army. For whom these tears were shed, only God and the earth knew, and he himself knew.

Within half a day, generals from all walks of life gathered in the main tent of the Guangning Chinese Army, their armors clanging, and they stood solemnly.

After Wang Huazhen sat in command, she was dressed in a crimson official robe, high-spirited, and her brows were full of strategizing determination, and she no longer had the slightest anxiety of the past.He reached out and picked up the order arrow on the case, and issued the order in a deep voice, which spread throughout the tent.

"Liu Qu listens to the order! I order you to be the commander-in-chief of aiding the Liao Dynasty. You will command the troops from Zhenwu and Luyang. You will go out immediately to relieve the siege of Xiping Fort, and then send your troops to attack Liaoyang. There must be no mistakes!"

"General, obey the order!" Liu Qu stepped forward, took the order arrow with both hands, and accepted the order in a deep voice.

"Sun Degong listens to the order! I order you to be the forward commander, to lead the elite of the headquarters, to be the vanguard of the army, to build roads across mountains and rivers, to build bridges, to detect the enemy's movements, without making any mistakes!"

"General, I will obey your order! I will definitely fulfill my mission!" Sun Degong bowed to receive the arrow, with a respectful expression, but there was a hint of sinisterness in his eyes.

"Zu Dashou listens to the order! I order you to be the commander-in-chief of the rear army, command the rear army to follow the main force, coordinate with the front army at any time, and stabilize the army's rear path!"

"The last general's order!" Zu Dashou responded in a deep voice, took the order arrow and stepped aside.

Order arrows were thrown down one after another, and all the generals took orders one after another, turned around and went out of the tent to prepare for battle. The soldiers in the tent gradually dispersed, except for the Chinese guerrilla Jiang Chaodong who stood at the foot of the steps, his brows furrowed, his face solemn, and he had not moved for a long time.

There were only two people left in the waiting room. Jiang Chaodong no longer hesitated. He knelt down on the ground with a pop, his back straight, his eyes sincere, and he said in a deep voice: "Master Futai, there will be some words of advice in the end, please listen to me!"

Wang Huazhen was immersed in the pleasure of mobilizing troops and generals. Seeing him like this, her brows instantly furrowed, and her tone was a bit impatient: "Jiang Chaodong, just say what you have to say, no need to be polite."

"Sir, this person Sun Degong must not be entrusted with the important task of being a vanguard!" Jiang Chaodong raised his head, his tone was urgent and sincere, "Dongchang and Jinyiwei have sent secret reports one after another, and they are definitely not groundless. This person is usually very respectful to you, but the general is secretly observing him. His eyes are often wandering, he has frequent private contacts with unknown people in the army, and his character is extremely unpredictable!"

"Now that the 60,000-strong army is going out to fight, it is related to the survival of the Liaodong defense line, and the life and death of tens of thousands of soldiers. I entrust him with the important task of being the vanguard and the vanguard of the army. If...if he changes his mind midway and turns against him, our Ming Dynasty's 60,000 soldiers will surely fall into death, and the Guangning defense line will collapse in an instant, and it will be out of control!"

When Wang Huazhen heard this, her face instantly darkened, her original smile disappeared, and the air pressure around her body suddenly dropped.He slapped the handsome case and scolded sternly: "How presumptuous! Sun Degong is a confidant and favorite general promoted by Ben Fu. He is loyal and loyal, and the sun and the moon can teach him how to collude with the enemy and treason? Your remarks are clearly based on the rumors of the party, deliberately alienating me and the generals under my command, and shaking the morale of the army!"

"Sir! It is right to trust those who employ and those who doubt, but this is not an ordinary war. It is a decisive battle concerning the survival of Liaodong. The lives of 60,000 soldiers cannot be gambled!" Jiang Chaodong was so anxious that veins popped out on his forehead and he kowtowed repeatedly, "I beg you to take back your order, replace Sun Degong, and appoint Zu Dashou or other loyal and reliable generals as the vanguard. Please think again!"

"Shut up!" Wang Huazhen was furious. He grabbed the tea cup on the table and smashed it on the ground. The porcelain pieces shattered and scattered everywhere. "Jiang Chaodong, as a guerrilla in the Chinese army, you don't want to prepare for war. Instead, you are here to confuse the people and disturb the morale of the army! If it weren't for your usual diligence and caution, I will kill you today! Get out of the tent immediately and prepare for war. If you dare to say more, you will be punished by military law!"

Jiang Chaodong looked at Wang Huazhen, who was furious and unable to eat anything, with mixed feelings in his heart, and his eyes were full of helplessness and pain.He knew very well that Wang Huazhen had made up his mind, and that no matter how much he tried to persuade him, it would be in vain. He could only look up to the sky and sigh, and kowtowed heavily: "Your Excellency insists on this, the general...the general has nothing to say!"

Page (1/3)