The wind and snow behind the carriage seemed to be getting worse. Snowflakes were flying all over the sky, carrying the dazzling light from the long knife, rushing towards the black carriage like a tornado.
Wan Feng silently waved the whip in his hand, as if the tornado behind him had nothing to do with him.
Yes, he has only silence, because there is no other way but silence.
At this moment, a small white dot appeared on the mountain ridge. Then came the second one, the third one...
There were more and more white dots, forming a straight line on the mountain ridge.
Wan Feng's eyelids twitched, and he suddenly grinned.
Tiger riding!
The Tiger Rider of the White Tiger Hall, the Night Watchman of the Ming Dynasty!
Just appeared so quietly.
However, Lin Ping'an didn't know all this. He thought it must be an ambush set by Huang Taiji here.
So he stared at the white straight line on the mountain ridge in astonishment, and the despair in his heart became even stronger.
But what surprised him was that Wan Feng did not change the direction of the carriage at all, but rushed straight towards the white line.
The terrible tornado behind him suddenly became smaller for some reason, and then disappeared. Snowflakes all over the sky fell on the ground, and then calmed down. Dajin's cavalry suddenly stopped advancing.
The black carriage rushed up the mountain ridge, and the white line suddenly began to move.
Slowly and silently, it moved towards the bottom of the mountain ridge.
Lin Ping'an's carriage stopped. After crossing the white line, he turned the horse's head and stopped.
Wan Feng jumped off the carriage, patted the door, and said with a relaxed expression:
"Sir, come down and have a rest."
Lin Pingan jumped off the carriage, looked at the slow-moving white line in surprise, and asked hesitantly: "One of our own?"
Wan Feng smiled again, pointed at the white line and said:
"That's the Tiger Cavalry, the Ming Dynasty's Tiger Cavalry!"
When he said this, Wan Feng was in high spirits, and his face was filled with pride that could not be concealed.
"Tiger Cavalry? What the hell?"
Lin Pingan searched hard for this period of history in the late Ming Dynasty in his mind, but found that he found nothing about the term Tiger Cavalry.
Just when he was confused, the white line suddenly moved. To be precise, it suddenly rushed down the mountain ridge.
There was no sound of people or horses neighing, they just rushed down in silence.
A tornado suddenly began to blow in the wilderness again. It was a white tornado, roaring towards Dajin's cavalry.
"Tiger Cavalry, Ming Dynasty's Tiger Cavalry!"
Some of Hou Jin's cavalry screamed in fear, as if they had seen a terrifying monster.
Then they turned their horses and started galloping towards the way they came.
Unfortunately, the tornado behind him came so fast, as if it blew from the mountain ridge to behind the Hou Jin Cavalry in the blink of an eye, and then got involved.
Lin Ping'an stared at everything in front of him in stunned silence. After the white tornado blew by, everything became calm. Lin Ping'an didn't seem to hear any fighting sounds, and everything was over.
A general wearing a white helmet and white armor came on horseback. He got off his horse in front of Lin Pingan, raised his hands to Lin Pingan and said:
"Prince Meng of White Tiger Hall was ordered to come to greet the young master."
Lin Pingan was in a trance, or rather shocked.
He looked at the corpses of the golden cavalry in the snowfield, feeling as if he was dreaming, and at the same time he was even more shocked by the destructive power of the tornado.
"Tiger Cavalry, Ming Dynasty's Tiger Cavalry is so powerful!"
He murmured in his mind, and the game was sluggish for a moment.
Wang Meng looked at the dazed young man in front of him and smiled. The tiger knights of Baihutang were invincible, and everything they passed was covered in powder.
No wonder the young man was so surprised. After all, the other party was just a child who had never seen war.
He didn't know why the White Tiger Hall would use tiger cavalry to protect such a young man. Although he felt strange in his heart, he couldn't ask. As a captain of the White Tiger Hall, all he had to do was to carry out the orders of the hall leader Murong Lie extremely firmly. Order.
Wang Meng said to Lin Pingan gently: "It will take about half a month to get to the capital. I will escort you all the way."
Lin Pingan came back to his senses at this time, but he was a little stunned.
He originally thought that he would be sent to the army at the Ming Dynasty's frontier to teach the so-called blood exchange method, but he did not expect that he would go to Beijing.
So he nodded, bowed his hands to Wang Meng and thanked him: "In this case, General Lao is here for you."
After saying that, he got into the carriage.
Wang Meng looked at Lin Ping'an's back and couldn't help but feel a little stunned, and thought to himself:
"This boy's eyes are calm. Except for being a little confused at first, he is now calm and reserved. It seems that his identity must be unusual."
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Half a month later, Beijing City!
Emperor Tianqi officially appointed Sun Chengzong as Minister of War, in charge of the defense of Liaodong. For Sun Chengzong, this was both a good thing and a bad thing.
The good thing is that Sun Chengzong can display his ambitions, but the bad thing is that the defense of Liaodong is not as simple as imagined, which involves the dispatch of troops and horses, the expenditure of money and food, and the construction of the entire defense line.
Yes, it seems that Sun Chengzong already has an overall idea in his mind, but to realize this idea, Wei Zhongxian's support is needed.
Although he is a member of the Donglin Party, he also knows very well what the Donglin Party is. It is okay to engage in some politics, but if it is used in fighting, those people's brains are completely insufficient.
It doesn't matter if you don't have enough brains. The key is that some people still want to intervene. Sun Chengzong is extremely disgusted with this.
Although Wei Zhongxian doesn't know how to fight, he will never pretend to understand. The most important thing is that this nine-thousand-year-old man has great power, and many things must have his support to be successfully realized.
So Sun Chengzong decided to have a good talk with Wei Zhongxian before he rushed to Liaodong.
But before he could find Wei Zhongxian, the latter came to him on his own initiative.
In the living room, Wei Zhongxian looked at Sun Chengzong laughing dryly, with a proud look on his face.
"Nine thousand years old, could it be that you really brought the snacks from Houjin Palace?"
Sun Chengzong asked curiously. In fact, he had always been thinking about the blood transfusion method, but he was too embarrassed to say it. After all, the dignified nine thousand years old also wanted to save face.
Hearing Sun Chengzong's slightly teasing words, Wei Zhongxian coughed lightly and said calmly:
"Houjin is a barbarian land. What delicious snacks are there? But I got the blood exchange method for you."
After saying this, he crossed his legs, took a sip of tea, and raised his eyebrows with an unpredictable expression.
Sun Chengzong was stunned when he heard this, stared at Wei Zhongxian and said tremblingly: "Nine thousand years old are you kidding me? Are you really getting the blood transfusion method?"
"cut......"
Wei Zhongxian snorted softly and said disdainfully: "Old Suntou, do you really think that my Jin Yiwei is for a living? It's just a blood transfusion. As long as I want it, it's as easy as picking something out of a bag."
Sun Chengzong knew that the other party was bragging, so he deliberately praised: "Nine thousand years old really has great magical powers. Even though they are thousands of miles apart, they can still use them freely, which is admirable!"
When Wei Zhongxian heard this, he felt as if he had eaten candied fruit. He waved his hand and said lightly:
"It's just a small matter, not worth mentioning. But you, Old Suntou, are now in charge of the defense of Liaodong. It is related to the safety of our Ming Dynasty. This is the real big deal."
Sun Chengzong stood up, with a sincere expression on his face, bowed deeply to Wei Zhongxian, and then said:
"Nine thousand years old understands the righteousness deeply. Sun is grateful. Liaodong's defense affects the whole body. I hope that nine thousand years old will be fulfilled."
Of course Wei Zhongxian could understand the meaning of Sun Chengzong's words, and he couldn't help but said seriously:
"Old Suntou, don't worry. Although we are eunuchs, we still know what is important and what is important. If you need our help, just ask."
Sun Chengzong didn't expect that Wei Zhongxian would call himself an eunuch, and he couldn't help but be a little shocked. Then he felt deeply moved in his heart, but for a while he couldn't find the right words to express his mood at the moment.
Wei Zhongxian looked at Sun Chengzong's appearance and burst into laughter. He stood up, grabbed Sun Chengzong's hands, and said seriously:
"Old Suntou, you and I are both citizens of the Ming Dynasty. Although the Donglin Party is at odds with our family, it is a matter of national importance. How dare our family use private interests to abolish public affairs and do something that will be remembered for thousands of years?"
Sun Chengzong was held by Wei Zhongxian's hands. He had mixed feelings for a moment. He felt a lump in his throat and said in a trembling voice:
"I didn't expect that I, Sun Chengzong, could become close friends with you, Wei Zhongxian."
At this moment, he called Wei Zhongxian by his first name, which was obviously extremely serious.
Wei Zhongxian was stunned, and a warm current surged in his heart. The other person was the teacher of Emperor Tianqi, a bachelor of Wenyuan Pavilion, and the proud mainstay of the Donglin Party. Now he and this eunuch have become As a close friend, Wei Zhongxian suddenly felt a great sense of accomplishment and identity in his heart.
So he held Sun Chengzong's hand tightly, thought for a long time, and then said in a deep voice: "It's enough to have a confidant in life!"
