Hundreds of households in Liaodong, covering the light with one hand

Chapter 5 In front of the White Tiger Hall, people with different thoughts

On January 20, the second year of the Ming Dynasty, in Guangning City, western Liaoning, the sky was covered with heavy snow.

In the military meeting hall of the governor's Yamen, all the generals gathered.

"Urgent detection, the Manchurian army has set off from Haizhou and crossed the Liaohe River at night, heading west. At this time, it is more than a hundred miles away from Siping Fort, Zhenwu Fort, and Xixing Fort, our second line of defense."

Wang Huazhen ordered someone to read out the contents of the detective report to everyone. The generals in the hall looked at each other with different expressions.

The Chinese guerrilla Sun Degong, who was sitting at the bottom, frowned at first, then relaxed, and lifted himself up from the armchair, as if he had something to say.

The Guangning counselor next to him, Bao Chengxian, had a dark expression, glanced at Sun Degong, and made no move again, seemingly following his lead.

Dashou, the guerrilla ancestor of the Chinese Army, closed his eyes to rest and could not see his expression clearly. His ancestral home was a prominent family in Liaodong and had a deep foundation. On weekdays, even Xiong Tingbi and Wang Huazhen would give him face.

Ningyuan's deputy commander Qi Bingzhong turned red and snorted coldly, looking quite angry at the news that Jianzhou had sent troops to invade western Liaoning.

Gao Bangzuo, who participated in politics, and Jiang Chaodong, who participated in politics, looked at Wang Huazhen, and only Shangguan discussed.

Wang Qi, who was sitting at the bottom of the crowd, saw everyone's expressions and movements and just wanted to say: "It's wonderful!"

In the Little White Tiger Hall, the generals have different thoughts. Some are active in fighting, some are timid, some are betraying their masters and seeking glory, some are wavering, and some are just sitting back and reaping the benefits.

With such a constraining general hall, it would be difficult for Nurhaci to lose.

"Jianzhou is attacking Guangning. The enemy is very close. Who among you will take the initiative to ask for help?" When Wang Huazhen spoke, he took the initiative to look at Sun Degong, who was in the next position.

The plan has been set for a long time, it’s up to now to implement it!
  "Sir, Jianzhou is rampant, ignorant of God's grace, and brazenly attacking. The last general is willing to lead troops to support Siping Fort and kill all invading enemies!" As soon as Wang Huazhen finished speaking, Chinese guerrilla Sun Degong had already stood up. He stood up, bowed his hands to the governor, and then expressed his opinion in a dignified manner. After speaking, he looked around and said, "Please just wait here for the news of my victorious return!"

"The last general is willing to accompany General Sun to Siping Fort to support General Luo." Bao Cheng, who was beside Sun Degong, saw that his elder brother had already asked for orders, so he quickly got up.

After the two of them finished speaking, Wang Huazhen did not directly agree, but just nodded, picked up the teacup on the table, lowered his head and took a sip.

What is uncle waiting for?
  Wang Qi was sitting at the end. He glanced around and saw the Chinese guerrilla, Zu Dashou, who was still there.

The ancestor's family has controlled Liao for generations and has many elite soldiers and generals. Zu Dashou himself is also a famous general in Liaodong and is quite handsome.

The large-scale invasion of Jianzhou here was obviously inevitable, so Wang Huazhen thought that relying solely on Sun Degong's troops was not enough! General Luo Yiguan of Siping Fort tried to force Chen Wang Huazhen. Siping is the gateway to Guangning. If Siping Fort is there, Guangning can defend it. If Siping is lost, Guangning will be lost...

Therefore... in this battle of Siping, if there are soldiers and horses from the ancestral family joining in, the chances of winning will be greatly increased!
  "It is the ancestral family's duty to share your worries and defend the land!" Zu Dashou had no expression on his face. He first glanced at Wang Qi, who was sitting by the door, and then continued in a nonchalant manner: "However, the general will be more advanced. God actually heard some rumors."

"General Zu, you might as well say it straight! There is nothing wrong with telling others about the important matters of the family and the country, and I have a clear conscience for this!" Wang Huazhen frowned, and for a while he didn't understand what Zu Dashou meant.

"Haha. The last general heard that there was a king of hundreds of households who wanted to be the first to abandon the city when his family and country fell. Wouldn't such an action be confusing? It would make all the generals feel chilled?"

Is there a Wang Baihu?

Zu Dashou almost didn’t name him.

For a time, all the generals were talking about it, and their eyes were focused on a young man at the door.

The governor's nephew, Wang Qi, a dandy from one hundred households in Guangning. Wang Huazhen was stunned when he heard this. First he felt guilty, and then he felt lucky.

Fortunately, Wang Qi asked himself to stay and defend the city last night!

If not, everything will be over if he is defeated by Zu Dashou on this occasion!
  Thinking of this, Wang Huazhen subconsciously raised her hand to wipe the cold sweat from her forehead.
  At this time, the discussion in the military meeting hall was already very loud.

Under the gaze of everyone, Wang Qi did not show any signs of panic. He straightened his sleeves and stood up slowly, neither humble nor arrogant. He glanced around for a week, then raised his hands in greeting: "Wang Qi pays homage to the governor and has met all the generals."

"I wonder who the surname of the Wang Baihu mentioned by General Zu is? Can you tell Wang Qi? I will definitely kill this officer!" After Wang Qi finished speaking, he walked to the center of the hall, his face as thick as a city wall, just like the king mentioned by Zu Dashou. There are other people in the hundred households, and all they can see is that they are upright and solemn, and their voice is like a loud bell:

"In this critical time of survival, whoever dares to give up or escape first is the sinner of Guangning City, the sinner of Liaodong, and the sinner of the Ming Dynasty! The crime is to be cut into pieces with a thousand cuts, and it should be spread to all nine sides! "

Wang Qi's performance was very intense. If he hadn't heard about this ridiculous behavior in the yamen, everyone would have applauded.

"Haha." Zu Dashou had been on the battlefield for a long time and was used to seeing life and death. Naturally, he would not be intimidated by Wang Qi's few words. He looked at Wang Qi sideways and said, "Who are you asking? Then I will also ask Wang Yanei. You are a small official of a hundred households, what are you doing here today?"

Due to the military system, today's discussion, a small official of a hundred households, can't even get close to the gate, and they are not allowed to use etiquette. Today, all of us here are at the level of generals and generals. Wang Qi should kneel down to see the ceremony!

But it seemed that Wang Qi had no intention of being demoted. Instead, he walked into Zu Dashou and looked at the Liaodong warlord whose name was recorded in history. The famous wallflower said solemnly: "Although my official position is small, I still have the responsibility to serve the country." I mean, here today, Wang Qi is putting life and death aside, and will lead the twenty-seven soldiers in the mansion to follow General Sun to support Siping Fort and block the invading enemy! If Siping Fort is lost, Wang Qi will die in the battle! "

hiss.
  As soon as Wang Qi said these words, there was a burst of discussion in the hall.

I am used to hearing about dandies bullying men and dominating women, but I have never heard of high-ranking officials going to war for the country.

Moreover, Wang Qi's identity is not an ordinary soldier of a hundred families. He is the nephew of Wang Huazhen, the governor of Liaodong.
  With such a sensitive identity, he claimed to stick to Guangning.

The uneasy thoughts of the generals gradually calmed down, and most of them looked at Zu Dashou. The meaning was already obvious: Wang Huazhen pushed out all his nephews to show his determination, and your ancestral family still wants to Sit on the dry bank and watch the show?

When the time came, Wang Huazhen handed a piece of memorial to the emperor's case. Even though the various parties in the imperial court were constantly criticizing each other, when military generals took over power and respected their own troops, the common hatred among civilian officials would also be too much for the ancestors.

"Ahem." Faced with Wang Qi's statement, Zu Dashou was really thick-skinned. He still picked up the tea cup and drank it down with an expressionless expression. Then with a smile, he looked at Wang Qi and praised: "It's okay to be dandy, but it's okay to be dandy." Blood is a man!"

After saying that, he stood up and bowed to Wang Huazhen, who was in the first position: "The general is willing to lead the troops and set off immediately to support Siping and Zhenwu Fort and block Jiannu's troops!"

"Okay!" Wang Huazhen was overjoyed when he saw this, and stretched out his hand to pat the chair:
  "Chinese army guerrillas Zu Dashou, Sun Degong, and General Bao Chengxian led various troops to immediately support Siping Fort and joined up with deputy general Luo Guanyin! The future criminals Jiannu will be annihilated in one fell swoop!"

"Commander Qi Bingzhong and political counselor Gao Bangzuo are stationed at the city defense!"

"General Jiang Chaodong is responsible for the layout of the city to prevent Xiaoxiao from taking the opportunity to cause chaos!"

Finally, Wang Huazhen looked at his nephew: "Wang Qi, you are following General Sun to Siping." The governor's tone was obviously caring, but in the end he added: "I hope you come back victorious!"

It’s late tomorrow, January 20, the second year of Qi’s reign, and it’s snowing heavily.

The gates of Guangning City were wide open, and a group of people left the city on a snowy night, galloping towards Siping Fort in the east.

(End of this chapter)