"Lord Commander-in-Chief!"
"The enemy has arrived at Tunshan Ridge!"
Lu Li waved his hand to signal the soldiers to leave and turned his attention to the map of mountains and rivers.
It is the first natural barrier in the South Plains. There are at least 100,000 thousand-foot mountains leaning on each other. There are many thousand-year-old demons hidden among them, as well as ancient alien species that have not developed spiritual intelligence but are extremely fierce.
This is not a random thought on his part, but a conclusion drawn from on-the-spot investigation.
Moreover, while marching south from Seoul, Lu Li saw many strange things and monsters in the wilderness.
If he hadn't been in charge of the army and the combined combat power of the three thousand under his command was impressive, I'm afraid not even half of the three thousand Liaodong cavalry would have been able to arrive.
Among them, what left the deepest impression on Lu Li was that after leaving Seoul and marching about three thousand miles, he encountered a powerful snake demon while crossing the Han River.
It didn't take the path of transforming into a dragon. It refined its body to a length of thousands of feet, and its conduct was comparable to that of Pudu Cihang.
Although Lu Li killed him with ten moves and used it as food for the army, he was still a little shocked that he had just crossed the river and encountered such a vicious creature.
Under such circumstances, how many monsters are hidden in the mountains, forests and deep seas? I'm afraid it's not uncommon for great demons to exist for ten thousand years.
There may be monsters who choose to join the Japanese pirates, but there are definitely some who, for various reasons, will choose to take action. Not to mention killing many invaders, at least they can slow down their march.
"In as short as three days or as long as five days, this army of 50,000 people will leave Tunshan Ridge."
Following the whisper, Lu Li moved his gaze slightly back. Behind Tunshan Ridge was the second natural barrier in Nanyuan, called Suxing Ridge.
The mountains here are indeed steep, but the terrain is not as complex as the former, let alone vast.
Judging from the marching speed of the Liaodong cavalry, we can only buy Nanyuan one more day here.
Then, there is the last line of defense:
Beside the Tate River.
Once the Japanese army appears here, it means that war is about to break out.
As a result, Lu Li walked alone beside the map. He was familiar with the historical trend and knew that occupying the city and defending it was a last resort.
If the general trend is irreversible, then what's the point of defending Nanyuan?
You have to find a way to change it.
While thinking, three people entered the tent.
"Sir, the scouts are here to report that the enemy has arrived at Tunshan Ridge this morning."
"Based on the family crests depicted by the refugees, the vanguard of the Japanese left route army should be Shimazu Yoshihiro, with a military strength of about 10,000."
"According to your previous deployment, the scouts are still trying to contact the North Korean military envoy Li Funan, but there has been no news from him. The assisting general Jin Jinglao has arrived with reinforcements. Counting the soldiers originally stationed in Nanyuan, there are a total of three thousand North Korean Army.”
The three presidents reported one after another.
Hearing that the North Korean army was coming to help, Lu Li's heavy heart couldn't help but feel better.
However, is it feasible for 3,000 Liaodong cavalry and 3,000 Korean infantry to defend the city?
What's more, using cavalry to defend the city is completely overqualified.
"Well, I know."
In the current war, the general must not be in chaos.
Therefore, Lu Li nodded slightly without any fear on his face.
In fact, he was not afraid at all. It was nothing more than death. It was just that he wanted to reverse the trend and was under pressure.
"Come on, come with me to patrol the city."
"yes."
Lu Li's calm and calm attitude made the three great thousand presidents behind him feel at ease.
the other side.
Zen monastery near Nanyuan.
A handsome monk is giving a speech on the high platform:
"Monk soldiers, hold your flag high and stand up. Who among you was not born in this land? Who among you is not connected with your ancestors by blood? Confucius said, sacrifice one's life to be benevolent. In order to protect the family Sacrificing oneself to defend the country and suffering in order to understand and save all sentient beings is the true meaning of Buddha..."
Zhao Feng, who chose the North Korean camp, became a monk, which was very consistent with his status as a Buddhist cultivator.
At this moment, he has successfully assumed the identity of a North Korean monk, his tongue is full of lotus flowers, and he is preaching to the monks and soldiers guarding the monastery.
On the side, the fat-headed abbot and the temple supervisor glared at him, wanting to refute him on the spot.
However, it was not honorable for them to seek refuge with the Japanese pirates. They themselves felt embarrassed and ashamed of the Buddha and Bodhisattvas, let alone reprimanding Zhao Feng. How could they have the qualifications to do so.
However, before the two could attack, Zhao Feng took the lead and pointed the finger at him:
"Monks and soldiers, abandon the right path and try to join the invaders like these two people. Is this in line with the teachings of our Buddha? Evil Japanese pirates and wild beasts will never show mercy to you!"
"Wake up, the country is dead, how can you survive?"
Having said this, Zhao Feng activated his magic power and displayed the appearance of the Vajra Dharma. His voice was not compassionate, but full of anger and murderous intent.
"I, the Buddha, protect my body with the armor of mercy, hold the demon-subduing sword in my hand, activate the lightning of the eight divine generals, and move forward bravely!"
Excalibur manifests.
Thunder and lightning roared.
"Only in this way can you fulfill your responsibilities, and only in this way can you survive."
Looking at the agitated monk soldiers in the audience, Zhao Feng decided to add the last flame. After a short pause, he said:
"Monk soldiers, our people will live or die, our country will survive or perish, we all fight here!"
"Everyone who has Tangun's sacred blood flowing in his veins, isn't it your duty to sacrifice your life for the country and the people? Not even a tree or a plant can stand up to fight, let alone a person who bleeds bright red blood."
Long before entering the scene, Zhao Feng had gone out of his way to understand Korean mythology and the origin legends of this nation. At this moment, lifting Tangun out could achieve miraculous effects.
As his voice completely disappeared, the angry-looking King Kong Dharma behind him disappeared. The five hundred monk soldiers looked fanatical and wanted to rush to the front line immediately to fight the Japanese pirates.
"Those who are willing to follow the poor monk, please follow me out of the temple. There is no need to force me. The rest can pray in the temple, as long as they do not take refuge in the demonic Japanese bandits."
After saying that, all the monks and soldiers turned around and walked out of the temple with their weapons in hand.
The abbot and the temple supervisor did not stop him at first, until all the monk soldiers left, and the young monks who were not guards in the courtyard followed them without hesitation. Only then did they regain their senses and hurriedly rushed to stop him.
If all the young people are gone, who will protect the temple?
When the Japanese army arrived here and heard that the monk soldiers were helping the officers and soldiers, would they kill the two old men to vent their anger?
However, before he could get close, he was stopped by Zhao Feng.
I saw him with a majestic appearance and a compassionate smile on his face. He turned sideways and said to the monk who was about to leave:
"Everyone, please go out first. I will help the abbot and the temple supervisor to resolve their obsessions."
Hearing this, the remaining young monks left one after another and waited outside the temple.
The door is closed.
The mana sealed the surrounding space to ensure that no sound would leak out.
"You...what are you going to do..."
"ah!!"
Two faint lights of Buddha disappeared completely as soon as they appeared, and cries of pain resounded throughout the temple.
"You two old Xiba, you usually look like you are aging, but now you are finally showing your fox tail."
Zhao Feng scolded and punched hard:
"If you don't do good things, you have to be a traitor and a bastard! Are you worthy of eating fast and chanting Buddha's name?"
Spoken in Chinese.
But the host understood it, and so did the temple supervisor.
In any case, their temple also has thousands of monks and five hundred monk soldiers who protect the temple. Therefore, the two of them can be regarded as prominent figures in Jeolla Province.
People with state status in North Korea are proud to learn Chinese characters and speak Chinese.
"We are not Han, we are not considered traitors, we are not considered traitors...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... stop fighting...you guys, spare your life..."
Zhao Feng turned a deaf ear to this, until after a long time, he finally let out the bad breath in his heart, looked at the half-dead old guy on the ground, and pronounced the Buddha's name:
"Amitabha."
"The two of you are too obsessed and your cultivation is not deep enough. Let me help you."
After saying that, the monks guarding outside the temple gate saw that the entire temple seemed to be coated with a layer of golden light, but unfortunately it did not spread outward.
They talked a lot about this phenomenon, but they did not think of the bad side. After all, the grand and brilliant Buddha's light was an auspicious sign, but they felt regretful that they had not been able to come into contact with it.
In fact, they should be glad that they did not come into contact with the bright Buddha's light, because the two old monks staying in the courtyard at this moment were truly purified and sublimated from the inside out.
The only thing in his mind was Amitabha, and he kept worshiping Zhao Feng.
Obviously, two old guys who were greedy for life and afraid of death were forcibly converted and lost their own thoughts.
"You stay in the temple. The Japanese left army will definitely not let you go here. In the meantime, take a few more Japanese beasts with you."
"Good, good!"
The host and supervisor looked down and looked down.
Seeing this, Zhao Feng removed the magic blockade, and the sealed temple door suddenly opened.
The monk soldiers and the young monks saw that the two masters who originally wanted to join the Japanese pirates were exuding peaceful Buddha light.
"The national crisis is approaching, please encourage me."
"Our bodies are old and decayed. We can only live in the temple and pray for the country. If the Japanese invaders come, we would rather die to protect the pure place of Buddhism."
Seeing what the abbot and the temple supervisor said, the monks were greatly encouraged.
Soon, they went to fight against the Japanese bandits under the leadership of Zhao Feng.
Someone asked what the specific goals were.
Zhao Feng said bluntly: Nanyuan.
When he first came to this temple, after confirming his position, the policy he formulated was actually to use the mountains, forests and monsters to lead the monk soldiers to fight guerrilla warfare against the Japanese pirates, and at the same time pay attention to the movements of the Nanyuan Ming Army defenders.
After all, General Yang Yuan's death was indeed unjust, and Zhao Feng felt very sad for him.
The King of Joseon believed:
Yang Zongbing fought a bloody battle in the isolated city, and the soldiers alone were unable to support him, so the defeat of Nanyuan was inevitable; Chen Youzhong attacked foolishly, supported the whole city, and sat back and did nothing to save him, which was a serious crime.
If the foolish intention is to protect the leader, then the commander-in-chief will punish him first, and no one will hesitate to do it!
As long as your eyes are not blind and your brain is not confused, you will know that Yang Yuan's crime did not lead to death, but Chen Yuzhong's crime was extremely heinous and shameless!
However, the wise, mighty and knowledgeable Dukes of Gungun in the Ming Dynasty seemed to be selectively blind and refused to retreat. They were shot twice and covered with stab wounds. Yang Yuan was carried back to Seoul and was beheaded in waist. Moreover, he is still placed with the big traitor.
Why is this happening?
It's just that there is no one in the court.
During the first Imjin Japanese Rebellion, Zu Chengxun, who also had a background in the Liaodong Army, was defeated in Pyongyang City. The Ming army suffered heavy casualties and severely lost the court's face, but he was not severely punished.
On the contrary, General Yang, a general who had a much higher status than Zu Chengxun in the Liaodong Army, was subjected to such a harsh and extremely humiliating punishment.
You must know that Yang Yuan once led 10,000 people to attack Xiaoximen during the Battle of Pyongyang and contributed to the victory of the war.
Later, in the Battle of Bitiguan, he single-handedly led a thousand people to rescue Li Rusong who was heavily besieged by the Japanese army. He cut a bloody path from the back of the Japanese army, avoiding the unfavorable situation of the coach "die on the battlefield" and saving Li Rusong's life. So that it can escape completely.
It can be said that within the Liaodong Army, apart from the Li brothers, he had the highest status. The Ming Dynasty, where the undercurrent was surging, could have such an "unparalleled famous general" and should be cherished. However, he was unjustly killed.
The reason is that the situation faced by Yang Yuan is completely different from that of Zu Chengxun.
When Zu Chengxun was defeated, Li Rusong was planning to lead his Liaodong Army into the court, and the court had to give him face.
When Mr. Yang was defeated, Li Rusong had left North Korea for a long time, so the court did not need to worry.
In addition, General Ma Gui was not from the Liaodong Army. He had been running the Xuanda area before, so he did not even offer help to tell the truth, let alone extrajudicial mercy. Governor Xing Jie was a civil servant and had nothing to do with Liaodong.
At that time, everyone was eager to find a scapegoat to help share the responsibility. As Yang Yuan appeared in sight, the person to blame was immediately found, and he could also take the opportunity to weaken the strength of the Liaodong Army, the best of both worlds!
Anyone who knows this period of history feels sorry for the Nanyuan guard. He is a man. He was not killed at the hands of the Japanese, but was killed by his own people. How sad.
If you save this tragic general, what kind of evaluation will you receive afterwards?
With this idea in mind, Zhao Feng kept asking for information about the Nanyuan Ming Army garrison. As a result, there was no Yang Yuan at all, and he was replaced by a man named Lu.
After asking again, the guard's name was Lu Li! !
In an instant, Zhao Feng was inspired. He gave up all his plans and settled on one goal:
Pull up a team, with the big boss as the core, and move closer to Nanyuan City.
at the same time.
Lu Li, who didn't know that his younger brother was about to join him, had just returned from patrolling the city and returned to the Chinese army camp.
The Liaodong Iron Knights are not weak, even if they are vaguely aware of their situation, they are still useful.
The 3,000 Korean infantry looked terrified. If the Japanese army from the left attacked the city, they could barely hold on for a day or two, but as time went on, they would definitely collapse.
"Sir, the three cannons have been inspected and are all normal. They have been placed in the south of the city according to your instructions." Commander-in-Chief Ling Fei reported with cupped hands.
Since the Ming Dynasty, firearms have officially entered the battlefield and played an important role.
In this world where the mountains and rivers are extremely majestic and there are monsters and monsters, it makes perfect sense to Lu Li that a cannon can blast out a crater with a radius of more than ten miles and a depth of 100 meters.
At this moment, he only hated that there were too few cannons in Nanyuan City, only three.
Otherwise, just fire the cannon at his mother... wash the ground with artillery fire and blow all the Japanese pirates into the sky.
"Um."
"Before tonight, if you send out another three hundred elites from the vanguard camp, I will be of great use."
Looking at the map marked with red lines, Lu Li looked confused.
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
There were too many explanatory texts in the early stage, but now Lu Li's situation has been clearly described, and what follows is how to change the situation step by step.
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