Changping, Lu Xiangsheng is in the governor's office in Qiao Tower.
After ascending to the top of the iron case, Gao Qiqian stood there, looking at the stunned generals below.
No one moved, and his extremely clean, beardless face sank once it was brushed. He shouted in a high-pitched voice: "What are you doing standing still? Just go with our family."
After Gao Qiqian finished speaking, he turned his eyes to Governor Lu Xiangsheng, with a smile on his face and said: "Director Lu, our family is leaving now. The cavalry are raging, killing slaves and protecting the capital. I have to trouble the Governor. Please take a lot of trouble."
Lu Xiangsheng stood there blankly, numbly saying goodbye to him.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, Gao Qiqian walked straight away. The general soldiers of Miji and Guanning towns also waved goodbye to the governor Lu Xiangsheng one by one, and chased after Gao Qiqian.
A group of lieutenants, generals, and guerrillas left at the end, and the sound of the clanging leaves of armor gradually faded away...
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Seeing the generals gathered together, most of them were missing in the blink of an eye.
Superintendent Lu Xiangsheng could no longer hold back the anger and grief in his heart. He fell heavily on his seat and stared blankly at the empty space in front of him.
There was silence for a while in the camp. After a long while, Yang Guozhu, the commander-in-chief of Xuanzhen, tentatively asked: "Supervisor... Supervisor..."
Lu Xiangsheng came back to his senses. He straightened up, tried his best to cheer up, looked at the remaining Xuanda and Shanxi generals, and said with expectation on his face: "Although I have divided my troops with the senior supervisory army, everyone The general must still serve the country with all his heart, and must not be discouraged by the small number of soldiers. The slaves are ravaging the capital, kidnapping my people, and destroying my homeland. All my subjects in the Ming Dynasty should share the same hatred with the enemy and do their best to thwart the fierce flames of the slaves."
"Lu, please take care of all the generals here!"
Having said this, Lu Xiangsheng stepped out from behind the iron table and bowed deeply to the generals in the camp.
Wang Pu, the commander-in-chief of Datong, first raised his arms and shouted: "Swear to the death to follow the governor and kill slaves to serve the country."
"Kill thieves to serve the country, kill thieves to serve the country..."
There were shouts in the camp. Seeing the anger of the crowd, the eyes of the governor Lu Xiangsheng were full of joy. He said: "Jian Nu has already gathered his troops and is now gathered in Hexi, Tongzhou. The Holy One has ordered us to wait for King Qin's reinforcements to move to the camp." Stationed in the eastern suburbs outside the Yongding Gate of the capital, we will try our best to protect the eastern suburbs of the capital. The generals will return to the camp to prepare. Tomorrow at midnight, we will move to the camp and follow my governor to the eastern suburbs to garrison."
Xuanda's generals all withdrew from the governor's camp one after another and went back to prepare for moving their camps.
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Zhang Cheng was very embarrassed. Looking at the state of the governor, he felt that he should not disturb him anymore. When he was about to follow his uncle and leave the governor's residence, the voice of the superior Lu Xiangsheng came: "Zhongchen, you stay. .”
Hearing the sound, Zhang Yan turned around and glanced at Lu Xiangsheng who was looking up. He said "Oh...", sighed, nodded to Zhang Cheng, and followed the commander Yang Guozhu without saying anything.
Guerrillas Li Jianming and Wen Hui were behind Zhang Yan. When they heard that the governor Lu Xiangsheng left Zhang Cheng alone, their two pairs of resentful eyes were about to shoot out with jealousy. When they passed Zhang Cheng's side, the two of them snorted heavily. A sound.
Hu Dawei, the commander-in-chief of Shanxi Town, also looked back at Zhang Cheng, and walked out of the governor's chamber with Yang Guozhu thoughtfully.
Zhang Cheng stood where he was, watching the generals leave the governor's palace.
Looking next to the iron case, the governor Lu Xiangsheng, dressed in linen and filial piety, stood sideways and solemnly, looking at the window in the distance. At this moment, his back looked particularly lonely.
Zhang Cheng moved to the side of the governor Lu Xiangsheng, and seemed to vaguely hear him murmuring a poem, but he couldn't hear it clearly. He could only feel the tone of the poem was desolate and sad, and he couldn't help but feel sad.
Chen An was holding Shang Fang's sword and had been following Lu Duchen. When he saw Zhang Cheng coming forward, his eyes turned red, but he didn't say anything and just took a few steps back.
Zhang Cheng gave a deep salute, raised his hands and said, "Supervisor, I have left the last general alone. What are your orders?"
Lu Xiangsheng's stalwart body moved slightly, but did not turn around. He was still looking at the window quietly.
After a long time, he said quietly: "When I first arrived in Changping, Lu was really high-spirited. He commanded tens of thousands of soldiers and horses of King Qin from all walks of life. He just wanted to fight the Luqi to the death, so that the Donglu would not dare to underestimate me, the Ming Dynasty.
Unexpectedly, the situation suddenly took a turn for the worse. The emperor said, "You can't waste your time fighting, and you should be prudent." The courtiers were also restrained at every turn. Lu wanted to fight but couldn't.
At this time, Chief Inspector Gao told the emperor that it was I, Lu, who supported the troops and avoided the battle, allowing the captives and cavalry to wreak havoc. The emperor also sternly condemned me, blaming me for being afraid of the enemy and timid to fight. What will happen if we fight or not?"
As the governor Lu Xiangsheng said this, he laughed miserably. His laughter was angrily and seemed to be full of resentment. In front of the window, his tall body was trembling slightly.
Zhang Cheng took another step forward and whispered to Lu Xiangsheng's side: "Supervisor..."
He wanted to say something to comfort Governor Lu, but he couldn't find what to say.
Lu Xiangsheng turned around slowly, his eyes seemed to be looking at Zhang Cheng, who was standing silently, and then seemed to be looking away.
"Hahaha..." He suddenly laughed a few times and said to Zhang Cheng: "Zhongchen, what do you think of this division of troops?"
"Supervisor, I have more than 30,000 elite troops in the three towns of Xuanda and Shanxi. Although the slave cavalry is good at field battles, they are going deep alone. We should encourage the soldiers to find small groups of enemies to attack and boost their strength. If the military's morale and morale are high, and if you rely on the strong city and deal with the slaves, things may not be impossible." Zhang Cheng looked at Lu Xiangsheng and said softly.
Zhang Cheng saw the hope hidden in Lu Xiangsheng's eyes, and continued: "If our Xuan army, Guan Ning army, and the elite of the Beijing camp are like each other's horns, watching and helping each other, even if they cannot defeat the Donglu, at least they can make them dare not attack. Divide your troops and plunder, if they cannot plunder, they will have difficulty in supplying, and they will retreat when the time comes, and then we can find an opportunity to attack the slaves."
Lu Xiangsheng sighed and said: "At this point, I only hope that all the troops and horses will work together to fight and defeat the enemy."
After saying that, he turned back to look at his general Chen An. Chen An hurriedly stepped forward and handed out a cylindrical object, about a foot long, wrapped in silk cloth.
Lu Xiangsheng took the silk cover, held it in his hand and said to Zhang Cheng: "Zhongchen, this thing is given to you by Mr. Yang Tinglin of Hanlin. I hope this thing can help you strive for success on the battlefield and live up to Mr. Yang's expectations."
Zhang Cheng hurriedly took it with both hands, opened the silk cover, and took out a cylindrical object made of brass, about a foot long, with crystal lenses embedded at both ends of the cylinder. He pulled it slightly with both hands, and actually pulled it out. The cylinder is much longer.
"It's a telescope. The workmanship is extremely exquisite and the material is of the best quality." Zhang Cheng played with the telescope and spoke with joy.
Zhang Cheng naturally knew about this telescope. In his previous life, he had played with all kinds of telescopes. Whenever there were any car shows or air shows, he always used telescopes and SLRs. He also looked at the beautiful and intoxicating white flesh.
It's just that in this world, time is still short, and many things have not yet had time to work. Today, when he saw this telescope, it was of the highest quality in terms of workmanship and material. He knew that it must be an extremely valuable thing.
After playing with it for a while, he carefully put the telescope back into the silk cover, held it up with both hands, and said, "Master, this thing is quite valuable. Zhang Cheng is afraid that he cannot afford it and it will not live up to Yang Hanlin's expectations." .”
Lu Xiangsheng looked at Zhang Cheng and was speechless for a long time. After a while, he said: "Yang Hanlin, I like people like you who are sincere in their work. This telescope can be regarded as his tool for killing slaves in your horse farm." Congratulate me."
"Zhongchen, how about walking with me?" Lu Xiangsheng suddenly asked.
Zhang Cheng's mood was agitated at this moment. Lu Xiangsheng and Yang Tinglin were both characters who only existed in books in the past. With thousands of years of history, it is not easy to leave their names in books. It is even more rare to have a few words passed down. These are the characters that historians spare no effort to write about. , must be the best choice among people in this world.
But both of them valued him so much that Zhang Cheng was deeply moved. At this moment, Lu Xiangsheng even invited him to take a walk together. He almost had a sore nose and started to sweat from his eyes.
"Zhang Cheng, I am willing to follow the governor, go through fire and water, sacrifice my life to kill slaves, and die without regrets!" He was so excited that his words were full of sincerity.
Supervisor Lu Xiangsheng smiled and walked out of the camp. As he walked, he said: "It is good to be loyal to the emperor and protect the country, and to have the desire to sacrifice one's life for the country, but it is more important to judge the situation and take care of yourself before you can make a living!"
Zhang Cheng hurriedly followed and said softly: "Zhang Cheng has taken note of what the governor taught me."
The two of them walked out of the courtyard, the autumn wind rustled outside, and sparse snowflakes drifted down with the wind, fell on their faces, turned into water droplets, and disappeared.
"Life is so similar to this snowflake, it only shines brightly for a moment, and when it comes, it will eventually disappear without a trace." Lu Xiangsheng sighed with emotion.
Zhang Cheng raised his head, looked at the drifting snowflakes in the sky, and said: "An ancient saying says that the slightest dust and mist can nourish the mountains and seas; the last light of a firefly candle also adds to the brightness of the sun and the moon. Because life is short, it is even more important to work hard. I should use fireflies to The dim light, with a little brightness, shines on a land and protects the people there. Even if a hundred people die, there will be no regrets!"
Lu Xiangsheng stopped and turned to look at Zhang Cheng. The dullness in his eyes gradually receded, hope was rekindled, and the bright look appeared in his eyes again.
"Loyalty, I'm old, but I can't live as thoroughly as you. The dust and mist are... Yingzhu Moguang... Haha... What a Yingzhu Moguang!" Lu Xiangsheng smiled boldly, sweeping away the previous resentment. and depression.
Zhang Cheng was relieved to see that the expression on the governor's face was still there, but he had to remind him: "Master, I think that since the high-ranking military commander can take away half of the troops, we must be more careful, will there be any danger? Regarding food and grass, there are new constraints."
After hearing this, Lu Xiangsheng stopped and looked into the distance, as if he was deep in thought. After a long time, he walked towards the distance again. As he walked, he earnestly told Zhang Cheng: "Zhongchen, you have made great achievements for the first time, but the court has not yet rewarded you." , but you are worthy of being a guerrilla general. If you gain something in the future, the reward will be great. I only hope that you can always have a loyal heart, always think of being loyal to the king and serving the country, and protect the Holy Lord. Bless the people of Limin."
Zhang Cheng followed silently, and the supervisor Lu Xiangsheng encouraged Zhang Cheng more, showing high expectations.
The two chatted about other topics, and Zhang Cheng said goodbye to Lu Xiangsheng and returned to the camp to prepare for the transfer.
