Three days later.
Fangshan Campground.
The mighty Fang Shan army, like an evil dragon emerging from the abyss, headed towards the front line of Youzhou.
As the saying goes - when troops go out, the military spirit will move.
Compared with the red tiger of the Ming army led by Chu Lianxin, the military aura of Fang Shan's army showed a ferocious black air, like a bald eagle with its wings fanning the blue-black wind and boiling magma.
Its wings flew across the sky, seeming to set the entire world on fire.
Invasion is like fire!
Move as fast as the wind!
"Although the training time of Fangshan Army is short, it has already gained some momentum."
Yang Fan nodded with satisfaction.
Fang Xiaoyi beside him said respectfully: "This is also because Factory Supervisor Yang has good leadership, and the soldiers will naturally take their lives. This time Fang Shanjun has the honor to be the vanguard and charge for the Ming Dynasty. It is their honor!"
"Even if it's a sea of swords and fire, they will move forward bravely!"
"Even if they use flesh and blood to fill the front line, they must ensure the Ming Dynasty's victorious march!"
After a pause, he continued, "In addition, all food and grass expenses, weapon losses, battle damage compensation, etc. during the expedition will be borne by the Fangshan Ancient Realm itself, and the Ming Dynasty will not be bothered."
Yang Fan looked at the military flag he made specially for Fang Shan's army. It looked like a bald eagle with two antennas on its round head. He said hesitantly with a compassionate look on his face.
"Oh, I'm afraid this is not good? After all, they are fighting in the Ming Dynasty. How can they be treated so harshly? Not only do they charge forward, but they also have to provide their own money and food?"
"What the factory director said is wrong! They are lucky enough to come to Shangbang. It is already Shangbang's great grace!"
Fang Xiaoyi finally waited for the opportunity when Bai Zhushan was not around, and said quickly: "Now it will be their honor to sacrifice for the state, even to shed the last drop of blood in their bodies!"
"Compared with such great spiritual satisfaction, what are some material things?"
"If I don't stain my body with blood, how can I have the honor to enter the kingdom of heaven?"
Fang Xiaoyi said with tears in his eyes, "Just because I love this land, I love it deeply..."
"Well, if the soldiers have this idea, it's hard for me to force them. After the war, I will definitely ask for merit for them in front of His Majesty and reward them based on their merit!"
Yang Fan sighed, looking like he couldn't bear to dampen the enthusiasm of Fang Shan's soldiers.
"If they hear about the kindness and generosity of the factory supervisor, they will definitely shed tears of gratitude!"
Fang Xiaoyi also looked deeply moved.
After a while, he left with a lot of thanks.
This made Han Chongyi, who had been beside him, twitch his eyes fiercely when he saw this, and said: "These Fang Shan troops are really... loyal..."
However, Yang Fan waved his hand and said coldly: "There is no such thing as loyalty, it's just that the governor promised Fang Xiaoyi and the others a place as a senior citizen!"
"The ancient world of Fangshan is different from the top to the bottom."
"And this group of Fang Shan's troops are mostly from the slave tribe. If we can get them a quota of civilians, even if they all die, they won't feel bad. They even wish that more people could die so that they can get a few more quotas... …”
Yang Fan's words easily revealed this bloody reality.
That is - the so-called loyalty is just for profit!
As for Fang Shanjun, do you really think that they have nothing to think about when they come to the state? It's just that there is no room for resistance. After all, he has received more than a bunch of letters of allegiance in secret!
Some even dug out the details of the coffins belonging to the eighteenth generation of the Fang and Qiao families in order to show off.
The corner of Han Chongyi's mouth twitched: "..."
He really overestimated these Fangshan people. Thinking about Fang Xiaoyi's appearance just now, he had never seen such a shameless person!
Several days passed.
The army advanced to the border of Youzhou and stopped to set up camp and rest.
Yang Fan naturally knew nothing about military command, so he simply handed over the command to Han Chongyi to cooperate with Chu Lianxin's actions.
And his figure flashed and appeared at the border.
There is a huge buffer zone between the Youzhou border and the Shaman Qing Dynasty. It is said to be a buffer, but in fact it is a no-care zone. Because the land is remote and inaccessible, it has little value.
However, as soon as he arrived here, Yang Fan felt something strange.
There are threads in the air, carrying a different order and rule. Compared with the civilized order of the Ming Dynasty, this place more represents the ferocity and directness of the weak and the strong!
"Sure enough, with the establishment of the Shaman Qing system, an imperial order different from the Ming Dynasty has emerged..."
Yang Fan's eyes were deep.
Although it seems that there is not much difference at the moment, as the Qing Dynasty grows, it will inevitably evolve its own imperial order. By then, once you cross the border, it will be like entering a foreign land!
Of course, for warriors, the suppression is actually the least. Especially pure martial arts, which can destroy magical powers and create a world of its own within the body. It does not rely on magical powers and has almost no suppression.
"Although there is a lot of information, I still need to see with my own eyes what the Qing Dynasty is like!"
Yang Fan moved and was about to go to the Shaman Qing Dynasty. His footsteps suddenly stopped and he looked at an army galloping past in the distance. The flag was that of the Youzhou Army!
The army is in order, like a red dragon walking across the earth!
The cavalry galloped past, and Yang Fan's eyes fell on a burly general at the head. A blazing human figure was reflected in his eyes, with energy and blood like smoke, which made him raise his eyebrows slightly.
What a Shenzang-level warrior!
Especially since the other party has a great fortune wrapped around him, he is obviously not ordinary. I am afraid that he has one foot in the realm of gods. Even now that the world has been lifted, he is still a rare person!
However, Yang Fan just glanced at it and then disappeared in place.
In the military formation.
Yuan Ziru seemed to sense something. He looked back and saw that there was no one there. His actions attracted the attention of the deputy general beside him: "General, what are you looking at? Is there something wrong?"
"nothing."
Yuan Ziru's eyes flashed, he shook his head and said: "By the way, I heard that the Marquis of Chu has led his army to the border, intending to march out to the Qing Dynasty. Please pay attention to the plan and don't be careless!"
"In addition, the Shamans of the Qing Dynasty are a serious problem for our Ming Dynasty! The Chu Hou is newly promoted. In order to prevent him from rashly underestimating the enemy, please send me the information I collected about the Shamans of the Qing Dynasty."
The deputy general said quickly: "Yes, general."
Yuan Ziru looked in the direction of Shaman Daqing, but there was a trace of worry in his eyes.
It would have been better if we had sent troops earlier.
At this time, the Shaman Qing Dynasty had full wings, all the minions, and the support of the Mongolian tribes. It would be difficult to overcome this problem just by relying on a newly promoted Chu lord and the people outside Fangshan!
And all he can do is to give the other party a hand at the critical moment!
"I hope you can take a good look at the information I prepared..."
Shaman Qing Dynasty, Shengjing.
The news of Youzhou's mobilization of troops has now reached the Great Khan's Golden Account.
The atmosphere in the golden tent was tense and solemn.
As the Great Khan, Nurhachi's burly body sat upright in the main seat.
He glanced at everyone present with his phoenix eyes, and said calmly: "The Ming Dynasty has sent troops, what do you think?"
"Father Khan, my son, please order us to fight!"
A burly young man glanced around, stood up, and said in a deep voice: "She is just a newly promoted Chuhou, and she is still a woman. It shows that no one can use her in the Ming Dynasty!"
"My son is willing to bring ten thousand cavalry to defeat his army and behead his people to show the power of God!"
The person who spoke was none other than Nurhachi's second son, Daishan. As the head of the Four Belles, he was given the title "Gu Ying Batu Lu". He could carry the descendants of the ancient Ying gods and master the power of fearlessness!
