From the Bird

The man who spoke was probably in his twenties, his face was white, but his spirit was strong.

"Last General Li Yan, see General."

Li Yan converged the fierce light in his eyes, his tone was smooth.

This Shen Heyan was riding the blue Dawan horse that night, riding the iron steed, and the fifth-ranking court attache. In other words, the man was in a dragon and tiger style, and the black bear that Li Yan saw that day was (Ming Dynasty Wupin will embroider Xiong Xiong on his chest).

"I waited for what your brother had seized from the Tatars, and I have presented it to Lord Tito."

"General Lau."

"Brother, let ’s not say anything secretly. In this case, I am leading the right battalion of the right battalion with 1,300 men. I ’m going to return to camp this time, so do n’t go back to General Zu and follow me What, how? "

"It all depends on Shangfeng."

Li Yan arched his hand and said he raised his head: "I haven't consulted the general's name?"

"My surname is Shen, Shen Heyan."

The young man pulled over the man in bell bottoms.

"This is my right army carrying the Pioneer Song Yan. You two are out of the same department, maybe they are fellows."

The man's face was stiff, and Li Yan actively arched his hand.

"I'm from Hejian. I don't know what Xiongtai is?"

After a while, the man reluctantly replied, "Baxian."

Shen Heyan scratched his neck and hit a haha ​​before he said, "Lao Song has such a bad temper, don't be surprised."

"At first glance, Song Xianfeng was a frank and upright person. Dealing with such people is the most labor-saving. How can I be surprised?"

Li Yan smiled, with no trace of firework on his face.

"General ..."

A primary school in three steps went into two steps and went to Shen Heyan and whispered two words.

"Is this really the case?" Shen Heyan raised an eyebrow and sneered: "Don't blame me for staying alive."

Then, he hurriedly rushed to Li Yan and said, "Brother, wait for me to deal with some trivial matters, let's talk again."

Li Yan watched the two go away, still thinking about the military attache and the dragon tiger angry.

According to the exploration records, the dragon and tiger qi is not unique to Daming, but it is called differently. For example, Kobayakawa ’s famous blood-blooded ghost spirit is also a kind of dragon and tiger qi.

Killing the person with the dragon and tiger spirit, the option of dragon and tiger spirit will also appear in the purchase authority, but the quantity is extremely scarce and very dangerous, so Yan Fu later chose to take another road and seal it.

The imperial examination system in the Ming Dynasty was perfect, and Yan Fu's attempt to obtain his name and get the emperor's title was a foolish dream. Of course, even if he didn't read books, he was beloved by the emperor, and there were very many people who gained high authority in the Ming Dynasty. Paul, Wei Zhongxian ...

Keke ...

Military achievements!

Undoubtedly, the vast majority of Yan Fu's walking is to capture the tiger and tiger spirit through this road.

However, Li Yan thinks more. In addition to these three paths, if he wants to get the imperial court, there are shortcuts to take, such as Tianshidao ...

Thinking of this, Li Yan felt a bit hungry, so he stepped out of the camp.

Speaking of it, although Li Yan had no impression on the Renchen War in history, but considering that in the domestic public opinion environment, this war was rarely mentioned, it should be won.

...

The Ming Army Camp was stationed in the city of Suzhou, less than a hundred miles from Pyongyang.

Ning Yuanbo, Shanxi general and general Li Rusong, who lived on the court, lived on the right of the case, Tiangong Taoist Master Gong, and Shen Xiaozi's government defended the country.

The camp included North Korean Minister Liu Chenglong, North Korean General Li Yi, Ming Army Generals Li Rumei, Li Rubai and others.

Song Tong's translation is in the last place, and he is in the heart.

"Sometimes he?" Liu Chenglong asked.

"Song Jing said he was ill and didn't have to wait for him."

It was Yi Yu who was talking. He smiled indifferently on his face, picked up the pear on the case, took a big bite, and the juice splashed.

Li Rusong's look was awkward, but he still coughed.

"Go ahead ~"

The discussions were about matters related to the capture of Pyongyang. Everyone, you said to me, what the terrain, the army, the grass, the firearms ... were hot.

Yi Yu is like a clay sculpture, and there is no word in it. Li Rusong and others don't seem to ask his opinion.

This virtuoso master of high masters played with the fingers on his hands and looked playful.

"Shi Ge Shi Ge ~" Xiao Dao Tong yanked Yi Yu's clothing corner, "there is ... in the city ..."

"Shh"

Yi Yu put his index finger to his mouth.

"Fei, eat when you're hungry, don't talk about gossip, don't ask about gossip."

"Oh ~"

To appease the younger brother, Yi Yu threw the pear core and glanced at him secretly.

"Grandpa Sanqing is on, there are no moths. Where do you guys, Qiu Ba, know the methods of my Heavenly Master ..."

...

There was a light rain in the morning, and the wind and rain fell for a long time. Military boots could pull up a yellow mud on the road.

At the entrance of the city of Suzhou, the streets are full of displaced North Koreans. They shrank in the cold wind, their eyes were numb,

Li Yan found a food stall and sat down. He asked for a bowl of miscellaneous soup and handed over a few copper plates. The oil-stained boss was frightened and waved his hands. Li Yan put the copper plate next to the chopping board and held it up. The sea bowl walked towards the only small wooden table under the felt.

"Lao Zhang, squeeze."

The diner raised his face at the wooden table, but surprised Li Yan.

On the side, the purple crickets flew obliquely, and the jacket and trousers of the body were covered with snow and mud, and there was a long sword on his waist. Although he was a little stingy, he had a sense of self-anger.

The man moved aside and smiled at Li Yan.

The wind swayed the straw hat hanging from a birch railing. Li Yan shrank and sat with the old man. He drank the soup cleanly after three or two sips. The taste was not good. He was better at warming himself.

Rippling water rippled in the pool, and the old man at Zijing looked at the deserted and deserted street, and the raindrops fell on the refugees' faces, slowly sliding down the corners of his eyes. But he didn't know what he thought of, and sighed: "Jia Sheng asked for victories to visit chasers, and Jia Sheng was more humiliated. Poorly half-empty, I didn't ask Cang Sheng to ask ghosts and gods."

"Lao Zhang is also a bright man who follows the army?" Li Yan asked casually.

"The praises (consultants) under Governor Li's account are not for sale."

The old man looked at Li Yan with two eyes: "Our Daming army entered the city of Suzhou with a lack of house and account, occupied the house of the common people here, and sealed the granary here. This is also impossible. After all, we Coming here to fight, soldiers have to support themselves, but it should be counted for others, it should not be at all, you will look at the wolf, and your conscience is not bad. "

Li Yan twitched his lips, right when he was boasting about himself, but no longer had the desire to continue talking.

The old man stretched his waist, grabbed the drafting cap and was about to leave.

"Ok?"

Li Yan suddenly stood up. At the corner of his eyes, the score was clear, and a headless corpse flashed across the street corner!

"Close the gate!"

The noise of the horseshoes on the street came through, and the Ming army was riding on the horse, the net scarf on his head was torn, the blood on his loose hair was covered with blood, and the armor on his body was pitted and very embarrassed. Seventeen or eighteen behind riding the yellow mud, Ben Lei rushed towards the gate.

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