Liu Kaiwen sneered and said, "General Wang, are your injuries true or false? You and I know in your hearts, and you don't have to pretend to behave in front of me. I only say one thing. The Ming Dynasty has been going on for more than 260 years, and although there are twists and turns in the middle, Taizu went up again to protect the Ming Dynasty and the world was like an old tree. How could it be shaken by a few clowns?

What's more, General Wang should not forget that the tens of thousands of troops of Lord Hong Chengchou, who are traveling day and night, are coming to Hanzhong. The words are stopped here, what should we do? Please consider it and say goodbye!"

After Liu Kaiwen finished speaking, he threw his sleeves and left without any intention of nostalgia.

Wang Wanjin's face was as blue as the water, and he wanted to ask his personal soldiers to drag Liu Kaiwen out to chop him up, and he was afraid that Wan1 was pacifying Hanzhong and killing him to sacrifice the flag. More importantly, in the last sentence of Liu Kaiwen, Hong Chengchou's tens of thousands of troops were on the way, and it was like a huge rock pressing on him, making him dare not act rashly.

Hong Chengchou is not an ordinary person. The Hong army he trained was invincible on the battlefield and was invincible. More importantly, Hong Chengchou did not have the indecisiveness of a literati and the kindness of a woman. There were no 100,000 rebels who died at his hands, and there were 80,000. He could be called bloodthirsty and killing people like hell. In Shaanxi, he could stop children from crying at night.

Such a person is now killing Hanzhong, how can he not let Wang Wanjin sweat coldly?

That night, Wang Wanjin drove everyone out of the yard and stayed quietly in the room alone, without even lighting the lights. The night was so quiet that there was no sound in the room. No one knew what Wang Wanjin had experienced in the room.

I only knew that on the second day, Wang Wanjin walked out of the room with a tired face. The hair on his head was as dry as it was, and he was wrapped around his head in a mess. The clothes he wore yesterday, exuding an unpleasant smell.

"Tell me the order, the army will set out and go to Chenggu." Wang Wanjin's voice was a little hoarse, but his tone was full of firmness.

The personal soldiers led by Wang Fang did not dare to object, and they clasped their fists and said, "Yes, the villain is honoring the order."

Not long after, Zhu Zhaobai heard the news and rushed over. Seeing Wang Wanjin's appearance, he was shocked and thought that Wang Wanjin had some terminal illness. However, he could only think about this idea in his heart, and never dared to say it. He walked forward and said, "Brother, aren't we talking anymore? Find an excuse to get over it and not go to Chenggu? Why did you suddenly change your mind?

That's a dead place. If my brother goes there, I'm afraid it's a ferocious person."

"Okay, stop talking." Wang Wanjin interrupted, took a deep breath, and slowly vomited, turned to look at Zhu Zhaobai, and said, "Old 6, how should I treat you, Wang Wanjin?"

Zhu Zhaobai was stunned, his eyes were rolling in his sockets, as if he was thinking about the purpose of Wang Wanjin's words, but he quickly said, "Brother's family has been kind to me. If it weren't for the care of my elder brother's family, he would probably have frozen to death outside Xixiang City that day."

Zhu Zhaobai talked about an old story many years ago. At that time, Zhu Zhaobai was not a yamen runner in the yamen, but had already fallen into four beggars. Later, for a day, the snow fell heavily in the sky. Zhu Zhaobai did not eat or stutter for five days. When he was hungry and cold, he fainted at Wang Wanjin's door.

Fortunately, the Queen Mother discovered Zhu Zhaobai in time and gave him a bowl of hot porridge. She rescued Zhu Zhaobai, who had already stepped into the gate of hell with half of her foot. From then on, Zhu Zhaobai formed an indissoluble bond with the Wang family. Later, with the help of the Wang family, he recruited Zhu Zhaobai into the yamen and became a white servant without identity.

When they mentioned the past, both of them couldn't help but sigh.

Wang Wanjin took Zhu Zhaobai's hand and explained: "Old 6, although we are not brothers, we are better than brothers. From beginning to end, I treat you as my brother."

"Brother, you need to say nothing more. Even if I can't repay the kindness of my family, I'll be crushed to pieces. My life belongs to my elder brother. Even if my elder brother takes my life now, I will go through fire and water without hesitation." Zhu Zhaobai said in a "emotional" and said, and even went on the spot.

"Good brother." Wang Wanjin helped Zhu Zhaobai up and took the initiative to take pictures of the floating soil on the other party's clothes, saying, "This time, brother, I have no way out. I have to go to this city, and if I don't go, I have no second choice. But Nan Zheng is the foundation of our brothers. Without Nan Zheng, how could the court take our brothers seriously?

This time I will take away all the people who are not in dealing with our brothers, and give you some of the remaining brothers who followed us from Xixiang 1st Route, and you will defend Nanzheng for me. If one day I will come back alive, then from now on, you and my brothers will be on an equal footing. If I cannot come back alive, then you will take Nanzheng’s brothers to avenge me.”

"Brother, why do you say this? Why do you say this?" Zhu Zhaobai suddenly knelt in front of Wang Wanjin and kept kowtowing, "Brother, otherwise we wouldn't go to this Nanzheng, so how could Zuo Guangxian really lead the army to attack my Nanzheng? Even if he really comes, we can still defend the city.

Zuo Guang had only 8,000 troops left and right, and the Pei family was eyeing him, how could he use all his troops to attack Nanzheng? Why should we bow down to him so much?"

"Old 6, you don't understand. It's not just Zuo Guangxian who fears me?" Wang Wanjin didn't want to say much about this matter, "You just need to remember what I told you."

"Yes, I remember it." Zhu Zhaobai nodded with tears.

The next morning, Wang Wanjin led his troops to leave Nanzheng and rushed towards the unknown Chenggu direction.

On the other hand, Zuo Guangxian outside the city was increasingly unable to sit still, and his temper became increasingly irritable. In the past few days, more than a dozen personal soldiers had been killed due to trivial matters, which made the remaining personal soldiers tremble and walked on thin ice, and did not dare to slack off at all.

On this day, a smile appeared on Zuo Guangxian's face for a long time. Wang Wanjin, who was as timid as a mouse in Nanzheng City, finally left his rat hole and headed towards Chenggu.

However, Zuo Guangxian's good mood did not last long. That night, the news of Liu Hanru, the magistrate of Baocheng, was defeated and captured, and the news of Baocheng's fall finally reached Zuo Guangxian's ears.

It has been three days since Pei Xiao3 took Baocheng, and it was also a news sent back by Zuo Guangxian who sent him to Baocheng to ask about food and grass. Otherwise, Zuo Guangxian would have no idea what happened in Baocheng.

1 In an instant, Zuo Guangxian felt cold all over his body. You should know that all the food and grass at present were supplied by Baocheng. If there was no Baocheng, Zuo Guangxian could only go to the farther Mian County to seek food and grass supply.

Baocheng is only more than 60 miles away from Chenggu, while Mian County is 123 miles away from Chenggu, and the distance between grain and grass transportation has increased by 1 times. It is also transported to the military camp for one day. If you need to transport 1 stone 2 from Baocheng, you need to transport 1 stone 5 from Mian County.
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