Song Xiance was still not beaten, and the civil officials were still a little privileged, but a meal of apologizing was inevitable. After work, he was kidnapped out by two martial artists "barbaric" and headed straight for the Shaxian Hotel. The two of them shouted food all over, and Song Xiance almost cried.

In the largest restaurant in Caozhou, the three local officials from Dongjiang gathered together for more than half an hour to drink. They drank a little high, with a tongue wide and covering their eyes that had just been a long time ago. Chen Rong was quite depressed and shouted.

"Military advisor, you are cruel enough. You clearly wrote a letter to ask me to stop the army in Caozhou and wait here, but Brother Wen came and pushed me all over the head. This beating..."

"A bowl of wine!"

"Yes! Yes! A bowl of wine!"

As he raised his head, the strong corn wine leaked out along the corner of his mouth, and a piece of clothing spilled. Song Xiance casually put the bowl on the table. Chen Rong, who was drinking like a drunk cat, didn't see it, and only gestured his thumb and shouted: "The military advisor is ready!"

But if you think you are much more silent than him, Wen Meng was pouring wine into his mouth one by one. Song Xiance put down the bowl, but he suddenly lifted the bowl.

"Military, military advisor, I, I don't understand, 50,000 or 60,000 people! If Old Shen brought his things to him earlier, it wouldn't be like this. Will they have to die?"

This topic suddenly made Song Xiance's heart beat hard. This time, he seriously poured himself another bowl of wine.

"They must die!"

"Jiang Ye's grand plan is not small. Dongjiang needs talented young and strong, and there is no need for the elderly, weak, sick and disabled! For Dongjiang, they have to die too!"

It was easy to say, but after saying this, Song Xiance poured the full wine bowl into his mouth. The lives of tens of thousands of people were in the eyes of heroes like Zhu Yuanzhang and Chen Youliang in the early Ming Dynasty. However, in the environment like Dongjiang, it would be heavy in his heart.

"One general succeeds and thousands of bones are undone!"

After pouring a bowl of wine in a solid manner, even Song Xiance was a little drifty and muttered vaguely. People are not plants and trees, so who can be ruthless? Even Wen Meng, a martial artist, was the same. In this month, he followed Yuan Xianger around and ran around. He also met many people from the Little Yuanying. Seeing them falling down during the trek, Wen Meng poured himself a bowl of wine, raised his head and poured it down, and then murmured to Song Xiance's words.

"Are you dead?"

…………

After drinking a drink, my head hurts the next day. I don’t know what’s on my old face, and I’m so cold that I’m shaken for a long time. The hangover Song Xiance then opened his eyes with difficulty and stretched his waist.

"Don't urge me, I know!"

"Military advisor! It's me!"

The familiar voice made Song Xiance suddenly startled and woke up. The person who came was not his servant, but Chen Rui, Shen Shikui's grandson, and Mao Jue's personal captain! He did not follow Caozhou!

"Why is Team Shen coming!"

Song Xiance, who was awakened by a thrill, asked hurriedly. Chen Rui didn't go around in circles and took out a document from his sleeve and handed it to Song Xiance.

"I will transfer my emergency mission to the First Battalion of Dongjiang. I need to set off immediately. Be sure to arrive at Gaoyang County within ten days!"

Looking through the black skin of the official document, Song Xiance subconsciously thought it out.

"Sun Chengzong!"

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The Dongjiang River is filling itself little by little, turning Heilongjiang from an ancient prehistoric world into a granary in the Northeast, prospering and declining, but the battle situation near the capital is becoming increasingly difficult.

"The emperor made a promise... Lu Xiang was not good at the commander of the army. He was unable to stop the commander of the east and the straits, causing the prefectures and counties to be destroyed by one or two, and he was deeply disappointed. He has seized his title of Minister of War and ordered him to serve as the governor of the Ministry of War as the Minister of War. He also served as the Grand Secretary Liu Yuliang to supervise the front line to control the king's troops in the world. He respected this!"

"I thank you for your kindness!"

A sharp and weird voice echoed in the camp. As the eunuch went out arrogantly, a sudden bang sounded on the table in the tent, and she was extremely angry. Yang Tinglin punched him hard and shouted in anger.

“It’s simply unfair!”

Lu Xiang was promoted to the title of Governor General, controlling the soldiers of the Qin King in the world. However, Gao Qiqian, the governor of Guan Ning, was not convinced at all. The governors from all over the country were also in harmony. Lu Xiangsheng could command only 20,000 troops under his command, but even so, starting from Changping, plus the night attack in Tongzhou, Lu Xiangsheng fought more than ten battles. The court did not mention any praise, but turned around and even removed Lu Xiang from his post.

"Supervisor! We can just stop moving our troops! Let him rise up and sneak forward. Anyway, you are not the Minister of War now. Liu Yuliang is in control of the king's troops in the world."

"Boxiang stopped his mouth!"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Lu Xiangsheng with a firm heart. However, after scolding Yang Tinglin, even he couldn't help but sigh, and then put down the imperial edict and walked out of the camp.

At this time, the battlefield had been moved from near the capital. The Qing army went south to grab money and grain. The Qing army entered the barriers in the first two times, and had already been destroyed. Huang Taiji ordered the troops to divide into eight branches, like mercury pouring into the ground, and went south and deep into Hebei. Three groups attacked Yizhou, Xiongxian, Ansu, and Lu Xiangsheng's troops followed the enemy's rear, left Changping, and went straight to Baoding. They had been fighting here for almost two months.

However, the chaos in the command of the Ming army was undoubtedly revealed here. The Qin army of Sun Chuanting, who retreated from the Taihang Mountains, was delayed in defending the enemy between Henan and Shanxi, while Emperor Chongzhen was hesitant. Shandong troops were led by the governor Yan Jizu and gathered to Dezhou. The court had only three times the strength of the Qing army, but they were scattered on various fronts. On the battlefield, only the main troops were Lu Xiang Shengqian, and the Guanning Army led by Gaoqian were still following behind to make a fuss.

Moreover, this was an internal battle in the Ming Dynasty! It was just like going out of the frontier. The supply was intermittent. From November to early December, the food supply was only once. Now the troops were on the front line. Xuan Dajun, who had fought many consecutive battles, could only eat one meal a day and wear a single clothes.

There was no such a keen move in Changping. In the cold winter, the Xuan army surrounded the fire and trembled and roasted the fire, or piled up in groups to protect the last bit of warmth. The creaking spears were frozen with white frost, and some cannon wheels were frozen with the ground.

In the stable, the war horses were also weakly eating ginseng and oats forage, and spitting white air outwards. In the haystack, more than a dozen Ming soldiers crawled in, revealing their heads, and also exhaling white air as they breathed. Under the cold and hunger, the entire camp was silent like a dead camp. Everyone was depressed and speechless.

"Supervisor?"

Immediately after Lu Xiangsheng, Yang Tinglin also left the tent. Looking at his heavy expression, he asked worriedly again behind him.

"Oh, I'm fine!"

He took a deep breath of the cold ice in the winter in Hebei, which made him feel a little more awake. Then Lu Xiangsheng walked back to the tent and opened the map.

"Where did the Qing army go?"

"The scout came to report that the Mongolian light cavalry appeared in Julu, and there should be a group of Qing troops in the Zhanghe River!"

"Zhanghe!"

This news shocked Lu Xiangsheng. He looked for Julu County with his fingers. He nodded and snorted: "The East Caught is enough in Hebei. If you want to advance along the canal to Shandong! You can no longer let them wander so casually. You must fight a battle at Julu!"

"But the supervisor! The grain route has been cut off for three or four days. If you march towards Julu again, the grain route will be even less able to provide assistance! According to the officials' opinions, let's stay near Jizhou for a few more days, wait for the supply to follow, and then go south!"

"The opportunity is no longer here, time is endless! Besides, I once expressed the main war before His Majesty! How can I stop moving because of food and wages now?"

"I have decided! Send someone to rule Eunuch Gao and prepare to go south immediately!"

Looking southwest, Lu Xiangsheng's eyes revealed a strong murderous aura and determination. Looking at this, Yang Tinglin could only hold his fists and follow him out of the camp.

Half an hour later, in the leisurely military horn, carrying a spear, hunched over, and facing the colorful elementary school in the sky, Xuan Dajun once again made a difficult journey on the road.
Chapter completed!