Taiyuan City, in front of the Governor's Office.

Early in the morning, officials and generals from Taiyuan City stood here, standing towards the door in an orderly manner, looking at the door with a eager eyes.

"Here, come!"

The right governor of Shanxi, Li Minde and other officials were looking forward to it, and suddenly the eyes of an official with good eyes lit up and he reminded loudly with excitement.

In the eyes of everyone, a young man wearing a first-class crimson official uniform walked out of it, his beard under his jaw had a hint of elegance, and he looked very powerful.

The Grand Secretary of the Wenhua Palace and Minister of War in this Taiyuan City was like an emperor, and his status and power made these local officials and generals come to the high mountains.

"Sir, please see Master Lin!"

When they saw Lin Weiran appearing on the steps, the officials and generals knelt down and bowed their proud heads and said in unison.

Earlier, they were mainly afraid of Lin Qiran's status and power. Now, after learning about the latest battle situations between Shizhou City and Huangluling Pass, they developed more respect for Lin Qiran.

Because Shanxi borders Datong and Xuanfu, it has been trampled by Mongolian cavalry. However, their Shanxi army has always been weak, not to mention annihilation from the Tartars, but they have always been hiding in the city and seeking self-protection.

Even if Yang Bo, who was born in Puzhou, Shanxi, was appointed as the Minister of War, he could not change this situation, which made the people of Shanxi suffer.

But now, this Ming Dynasty's most aggressive Master Lin presided over an extremely beautiful battle and won an unprecedented victory in the Ming Dynasty.

Although we all knew earlier that Lin Junran was a great military boss of the dynasty, especially the great victory in Manzhutan made the Ming Dynasty proud, but after all, it was something that happened in the Xuanfu, but others could not help but look at him.

Posted on gold.

But this time it happened in Shanxi, and it was seen by the soldiers who transported black gunpowder with their own eyes, which refreshed their understanding of the dynasty's boss.

After learning about the great victory in Huangluling Pass, even if they were asked to lick Master Lin's feet, they did not hesitate.

Lin Qingran walked down the steps, looked at the crowd of people, and knew that power could be best reflected in the local area, and responded lightly: "You don't need to be polite, please get up quickly!"

"Xie Ge Lao!"

Officials such as Li Minde, the right governor of Shanxi, also thanked the gifts, and then stood up from the ground, looking at the Lin Pavilion Master who was wiser and more respectfully.

Earlier, they were still jealous of Lin Junran's youth and had already joined the cabinet for ministers. However, after seeing Lin Junran's ability to plan, they deeply felt that this was actually a blessing in Shanxi and even more a blessing in the Ming Dynasty.

Even Li Minde sincerely admired Lin Qingran. If he could stand on the side, he would definitely choose to stand on Lin Qingran, rather than the prime minister Xu Jie, who is known as a virtuous minister but does not do anything.

The carriage was ready, and under Lin Fu's personal driving, he slowly came to the gate of the governor's yamen.

Lin Xuran was about to get on the bus, but saw a figure coming in a hurry, and couldn't help but stop, looking at the person who was holding the crown with interest.

"Little... Xiao Wang is here to see Mr. Lin off!" A thin old man hurried over and said to Lin Yanran with a breathless look.

The princes of the Ming Dynasty were mostly in the north, and Taiyuan, Shanxi was the fief of the Prince of Jin.

Zhu Yuanzhang first adopted the feudal system and divided his son into various places. Among them, the third son, Zhu Qi, was named King of Jin, stationed in Taiyuan, and used the Nanjing Palace as a model to reduce the regulations to build a royal palace.

Before Zhu Qi was vassalized by Taiyuan, he sent his father-in-law Xie Cheng to expand Taiyuan City. As the King of Jin spread his branches and leaves in Taiyuan City, Zhu Qi's descendants also built the Prince's Mansion, which made Taiyuan City deeply the Prince's Mansion.

brand.

It is worth mentioning that the King of Jin's Mansion is no longer the original King of Jin Zhu Qi, and the number of descendants has reached 4,000 (the number of people in the tenth year of Wanli was 4,979).

The current King of Jin is Zhu Xin. He is like a person who is only greedy for pleasure, as he is determined to see Lin Qingran off this morning, but he had a lot of fun last night that he almost missed the hour.

Lin Qingran looked at the King of Jin who was obviously hollowed out by wine, as if he saw a borer, but his face kept calm: "If you have time to see him, the Lord of Jin will be very happy!"

"Haha... this is what I should do. This is Xiao Wang's little intention. If you don't respect me, please accept it!" Zhu Xin took the gift box from his entourage and said respectfully.

Officials such as Li Minde, the right governor of Shanxi, could not help but look at each other, but they didn't know which one the King of Jin sang, and actually gave gifts to Lin Qingran in full view of the public.

Lin Qingran knew that the King of Jin wanted this effect, which made others think that he was close to him, but he refused lightly: "This cabinet master has already stated that he will not accept gifts from anyone during this trip. King of Jin

Don't make things difficult for me!"

When he was speaking, his eyes became sharp, but he was unwilling to be used by the King of Jin, and he was even more unwilling to have any connection with this King of Jin.

When King Jin saw Lin Weiran's gaze and the official power dispersed on his body, he couldn't help but swallow the words he spit out, looking at the high-ranking cabinet master in fear.

It is true that he is the descendant of Taizu, but now he has no power and power. He does not say that he wants to punish this Master Lin. Once he offends the other party, he may be wearing small shoes. After all, his rice distribution depends on the eyes of the Ministry of Rites.

.

With the respectful eyes of the officials and generals, Lin Xuran got on the carriage, while Ali was already sitting on the side of the carriage, while Lin Xuran sat straight in the center and closed his eyes to rest.

After learning about the great victory in Shizhou City and Huangluling, he also decided to leave the Taiyuan City and go from Fenzhou to Ningzhou City via Huangluling Pass.

It’s not that he is afraid that someone will compete with him for his military achievements, but that he knows that since he has not presided over the combat work on the front line, it is essential to go to comfort and reward the army now.

The early weakness of the Ming army was not only due to their own factors, but also due to many objective reasons, especially the lack of recognition of the sacrifice of the lower-level soldiers.

Lin Qingran did not want to see the soldiers feel disappointed, so he went there not to celebrate, but to go to condolences and give them appropriate recognition and rewards.

Especially he knew that even if the war in Ningzhou ended, with the current complex political situation in the court, things were going on after the war, so he needed to make some preparations in advance.

"We are waiting here for a long time, so we come to see Mr. Lin for farewell to Mr. Lin and ask Mr. Lin to come out to meet him!" Thousands of people were guarding the west gate of Taiyuan City, and several of them were the old men who spoke loudly and said.

This time, some officials from the Sansi Yamen of Shanxi were accompanied, among which the highest rank was Li Minde, the right governor of Shanxi. Seeing that the people in Taiyuan City spontaneously saw Lin Qingran off, they also looked surprised.

"My man Lin has no virtue and ability, so I have been sent to you by all the Taiyuan villagers!" Lin Qingran also lifted the curtain and came out, standing in the carriage and looking at the people in front of him, saying loudly.

"Fortunately, Master Lin drove out the Tartars for me, Shanxi. The people of Taiyuan are willing to build a temple for Master Lin to commemorate Master Lin's great kindness!" The old man in charge expressed his voice and immediately knelt down and said.

this……

Ali also opened a corner to observe the situation outside to prevent Lin Junran from being assassinated. However, after hearing these words, she looked at the man standing outside the car with complicated eyes.

Perhaps this man is not as upright as Hu Niu, but he is undoubtedly a good official. From Leizhou City to Guangzhou City, from Shuntian Prefecture to Yangzhou Prefecture, and until now Taiyuan, Shanxi, this man has captured the hearts of the people.

Lin Weiran originally thought it was a scene directed by a Shanxi official for him, but when he looked at the extremely simple and sincere eyes in front of him, he felt a sense of familiarity and a heavy responsibility.

The people of China are kind, especially on the soil of Confucianism, so that everyone can maintain the purest etiquette and filial piety. If it weren't for the breeding of too many greedy officials and gentry, vassal borers, and greedy Mongolian cavalry, they would have reason to do so.

Live a better life, unlike now being exploited by officials and gentry and endured by the invasion of the Tartars.

Although officials such as Li Minde, the right governor of Shanxi, did not know how the good news would be known to the people, they saw that the most prestigious old men in Taiyuan actually wanted to build a temple for Lin Qingran, and they knew that Lin Qingran had won the support of the people of Taiyuan and even Shanxi.

Just as the people of Taiyuan saw Lin Weiran off, the war in Dawu Town was in full swing.

The sudden appearance of the Thunder God cannon was like a peerless treasure sword suddenly emerged, and it seemed to be full of light. The blood rain that seemed to be coming shocked the chins of the Mongolian cavalry.

But all this was not over, this was just the beginning. When Yirentai was bombarded into a bloody rain, countless shells also rose into the air and smashed heavily into the formation of the Mongolian cavalry.

In order to defeat Dawu Town in one fell swoop, the Mongolian army not only formed a vanguard, but also promoted Dawu Town in a neat battle formation.

However, as the lead bullets weighing fifteen pounds hit the formation, the man was overturned and the flesh flew everywhere. The Mongolian cavalry holding the shield was like a mantis armed by a chariot and a shield, and the man and the shield were smashed to pieces.

"How could this happen? Why are their cannons so powerful?"

Huang Taiji looked at dozens of heavy artillery that suddenly appeared and fired at them, especially the local artillery of the Ming Dynasty. He shouted in shock for a moment.

This time he personally led his personal guards to take the lead. Since he wanted to open up the road to Dawu Town for his father Khan, he also wanted to prove himself well in front of his father Khan.

But he never expected that he had just arrived in front of Dawu Town, but was subjected to such a heavy artillery that was not moral, which made his battle formation go in chaos immediately.

"Devil, this must be done by the demon!"

Seeing the fifteen-pound heavy artillery smashing people into blood and flesh, the Mongolian cavalry next to them felt the most primitive fear, but they all said in panic.

Failure is superposition, and many Mongolian cavalry here escaped from Shizhou City or Huangluling Pass, which certainly increased the base of Altan's army, but their fighting spirit had long dropped to freezing point and had long become frightened birds.

Whether it is Altan or Huang Taiji, they will give priority to retaining their own elites, so these Mongolian cavalry who fled back were arranged to come on the front line.

However, when they faced the sudden heavy bomb, they developed the most primitive fear. They no longer cared about military laws, but they retreated one after another, intending to escape from this battlefield controlled by the devil.

"No retreat! No retreat!"

Huang Taiji looked at the soldiers in front of him back, but ordered viciously.

Seeing that the situation was out of control, some people were especially forced to return, making the situation intentionally uncontrollable.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

Several Mongolian cavalry rushed back to the Dawu Bridge, but before they could react, they were already shot in the arrows, but they saw Altan leading his relatives at the other end of the bridge.

Zhao Quan next to Altan had a sinister expression, and he said with murderous intent: "Those who dare to cross the bridge will kill Wuhe!"

Many county towns live by rivers, and Dawu Town is no exception. After attracting the water source of Beichuan River, it is also a Dawu Bridge here, which has become a must-pass way to enter Dawu Town.

Faced with such killing, the Mongolian cavalry who had originally wanted to retreat did not dare to cross the bridge, and seemed to have to bite the bullet and attack Dawu Town with these heavy bombs.

In fact, there was a war in front of Dawu Town. Ao Deng led a Mongolian cavalry to fight with the Ma family army that was pouring out, and the battle situation seemed very fierce.

"What is this?" A Mongolian cavalry leader who was about to go back to fight suddenly noticed a sizzling fire at the bottom of the bridge, and pointed his finger at the bottom of the bridge and exclaimed.

"Agula, don't use tricks. If you dare to cross the bridge, I will end you personally!" Bayar's face was full of distrust, but he pulled out his waist knife and threatened.

Zhao Quan frowned slightly, and found that the so-called fearlessness of the Mongolian cavalry actually scored, but when they encountered tough problems, they were just as different from the Ming army.

Boom!

As the fire line ignited into the wine jar at the bottom of the bridge, the bridge immediately exploded violently, and huge waves of air rose into the air, and the bridge was broken into two pieces and fell into the river.

hiss……

The horses on both sides were frightened and retreated one after another.

But the people on both sides were also extremely surprised. Although they were not hurt, they had already smelled the scent of conspiracy.

The Great Wu Bridge was suddenly blown up, and they divided their Mongolian cavalry into two parts, making the situation even worse.

The 10,000 cavalry led by Huang Taiji were still on the other end of the bridge, but there were constant cannons there, and the shouts of the Ma family and Shi family were heard from the direction of Dawu Town. Even Altan had to worry about his son.

When things came to this point, he found that it was not just Lin Yanran who wanted to defend against, but also these Ming generals who were fighting with their brains.
Chapter completed!