Glancing at the cavalry behind him, he saw that they had stopped. The general's face was suddenly filled with smiles. He came to Xiong Tingbi's side and said loudly: "General, they are not chasing us. We are safe!"

Smiling softly, He Shixian whispered: "Really? It's safe!" As he spoke, his body swayed from side to side, as if he was about to fall down.

When the general saw this scene, he was so scared that he was covered in cold sweat. He didn't care about anything and pulled out He Shixian. With a strong right hand, he pulled He Shixian onto his horse. He turned around and shouted loudly to the soldiers: "Quickly move! Big brother!" The handsome man is injured." The group of people hit their horses and galloped away towards Liaoyang City.

Although Liaoyang City was not attacked, it was still very nervous. The soldiers on the city were constantly patrolling back and forth, and they were obviously ready. Yang Lian, the governor of Liaodong, was sitting in the room with Chen Sishui in front of him. Behind him were eight generals. and a civilian official. These eight military generals are the eight general soldiers of Shenyang City, and the civilian official is naturally the prefect of Liaoyang.

"Sir, there is a fierce battle in Shenyang right now. Should we send someone to take a look? Is it very dangerous to continue like this?" A general soldier strode out, saluted Yang Lian, and said loudly.

Slowly turning around and taking a look at the man, Yang Lian said expressionlessly: "How many people are there in Shenyang City? How does it compare to Liaoyang?"

The man was slightly startled. Although he didn't know why Yang Lian asked, he still said respectfully: "Shenyang's garrison is 70,000, including one chief soldier, one deputy chief soldier, and fourteen generals. We, the defenders of Liaoyang City, Eighty thousand soldiers, eight generals and eight generals!"

Nodding slowly, Yang Lian said in a deep voice: "Although Shenyang City only has one chief soldier and one deputy chief soldier, there are fourteen generals. These people can all serve as chief soldiers. It is just the decree of the imperial court. The documents from the Ministry of War have not arrived yet. Besides, Sun Chengzong, the governor of Liaodong, is personally in charge of Shenyang, so it is absolutely foolproof!"

The man was going to say something else, but a soldier strode in from outside, knelt down on one knee and said loudly: "Report, a troop has come down from the city, saying it is He Shixian, the commander-in-chief of Shenyang!"

Everyone was stunned. Could it be that something happened in Shenyang? Yang Lian quickly came to the soldiers and said loudly: "Where are they?"

"Sir, the soldiers guarding the city dare not let them in. They are all under the city now!" the soldier said respectfully.

Waving his hand behind him, Yang Lian said loudly: "Come on, follow me up the city wall." Then he strode out.

The general held He Shixian's body and dismounted with the help of the soldiers. He raised his head and looked at the city wall. Then he glanced at the soldiers beside him and said feebly: "Did they report it?"

The soldier nodded and replied: "I went, saying I was going to report to the governor!"

Sighing softly, the general smiled helplessly and said weakly: "I hope this governor is a sensible person, otherwise the general will be in danger." After speaking, he glanced at He Shixian worriedly.

Quickly walking up to the city tower, Yang Lian lay on the crenellations of the city wall and looked down. Sure enough, he saw a troop of only four or five hundred people. Almost everyone was injured, and his face was full of tiredness. At first glance, He had just experienced a battle. Yang Lian slowly turned around and was about to call the soldiers to go down and open the door. The general soldier on the side hurried over and said carefully: "Sir, it's better to ask clearly first!" This man's surname was Li. Just by the name of Gun, he is the guard of Shenyang City, and his status is equivalent to He Shixian's status in Shenyang City.

Seemingly feeling that he was too anxious, Yang Lian glanced at Li Gong with admiration and shouted to the people below: "How do you prove that you are from Shenyang City?"

The generals were stunned for a moment. There was really no way to prove that they were here to fight. They definitely didn't believe in their identity tokens, and their hearts suddenly sank to the bottom.

"In my arms, there is something that can prove my identity. Give him to Lord Yang, the governor of Liaodong!" He Shixian on the side didn't know when he woke up and whispered to the general. His face was very pale and he said His voice was also very weak when he spoke.

The general nodded slowly and took out a letter from He Shixian's arms, but it was already stained with a lot of blood. The general raised his head, faced the city wall, and shouted loudly: "But Governor Yang of Liaodong? Here is a letter from Governor Sun to you!"

Glancing at Li Gong next to him, Yang Lian said solemnly: "How can we get that letter up?"

"There is a way!" He waved over a few soldiers, and Li Gun ordered: "Put down the bamboo basket and let him put the letter in it."

Looking at the basket slowly falling on the city wall, the general breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He was really safe this time. He couldn't help but glance at He Shixian and couldn't help but doubt in his heart. He had prepared a letter a long time ago. It seems that this battle has not happened yet. He was already ready to come here. What is going on here? Putting these thoughts aside, the general knew that these were not what he should be thinking about. But at this time, he thought of a person, that is, the imperial guard who had been following He Shixian. Human, but seems to be dead.

He didn't have time to think too much when he saw the basket fell down. The general ran over quickly, put the letter inside, and looked up with a worried look on his face.

After receiving the letter handed over by the soldier, Yang Lian ignored the blood on it and quickly opened it to read. When he saw Sun Chengzong's notes and the signature agreed upon by the two people below, Yang Lian said to the soldier on the side: "Open the city gate. Bring them in." Looking at Li Gun again, Yang Lian said solemnly: "General Li, arrange food and accommodation, find military doctors to treat their injuries, I want to see He Shixian later!"

"Yes, sir!" Li Gong agreed and left quickly.

After the arrangement was completed, Yang Lian turned his attention to the letter again, but the content of the letter made Yang Lian a little disappointed. Because it said: The person who came is trustworthy, and there is nothing else.

When Yang Lian saw He Shixian, He Shixian was still conscious. When he knew that the person in front of him was Yang Lian, He Shixian whispered: "Don't send troops to Shenyang!" After saying this, he fainted.

Everyone present was confused. Yang Lian looked at Li Gong and asked in a deep voice: "What did the deputy general say?"

"Sir, Jiannu's 80,000 cavalry are attacking Shenyang City. General He led 2,000 cavalry out of the city. In order to chase down Jiannu's scout cavalry, he seemed to have encountered an ambush, so he could only escape to We are here, and as for the situation in Shenyang City, he is not very clear now!" Li Gun frowned tightly at this time and told Yang Lian the news he had found out.

Yang Lian nodded slowly and said with a worried face: "We don't know what is happening in Shenyang at this time. I am a little worried in my heart!"

"Sir, why don't you send some troops to take a look. Firstly, you can reinforce Shenyang City, and secondly, you can also find out some facts!" Li Gun gave Yang Lian a salute and tentatively said. Although he is the sergeant-chief of Shenyang City, Officer, but he really didn't say anything about sending troops, it could only depend on Yang Lian's attitude.

Gently shaking his head, Yang Lian frowned and said in a deep voice: "Before he fainted, General He said something that he would not let us send troops to Shenyang. This may have been sent by Governor Sun. If so, let’s wait until he wakes up! There may be something we don’t know about here.”

Glancing at He Shixian who was lying on the bed, Li Gun's expression kept changing. Finally, he gritted his teeth and whispered: "Sir, there is a saying about humble positions. I don't know whether I should say it or not?"

Smiling softly, Yang Lian said calmly: "Although we have not known each other for a long time, General Li should also know that I am not a pedantic person. If you have anything to say, just say it!"

"Yes, my lord, I heard from the general that General He was almost killed by Superintendent Sun because of his drinking. He only escaped death because everyone begged for mercy. However, he was also beaten by Superintendent Sun forty soldiers. Stick, will he hold a grudge, so?" Li Gun said carefully with a serious expression, but he didn't finish his words. He believed that Yang Lian would be able to understand.

After listening to Li Gun's words, Yang Lian frowned immediately. He didn't expect such a thing to happen, but after thinking about it, he shook his head. This General He fought hard and almost died in the battle. It should be A bloody man. If it was really because of personal grudges, He Shixian might not dare to do this.

Slowly shaking his head, Yang Lian felt that it was better to be cautious. If Shenyang fell, then sending people here would not help. If not, then even sending people would be useless, and it might be self-defeating. What's more, sending people here would be useless. , Sun Chengzong had written to him before this and told him not to send reinforcements.

Just when Yang Lian was hesitating whether to send troops, the fierce fighting in Shenyang City continued, and You Shigong was still commanding from the city.

After paying the price of two thousand people, the Eight Banners disciples finally rushed to the third trench. It was still a tug-of-war. This side was filled with earth and arrows were fired fiercely, but the cannons on Shenyang City could not hit the bulldozers. There are no more people, so they can only bombard the cavalry shooting arrows from behind.

But at this time, another weapon that was most powerful in Shenyang City came into play, and that was the musket. With a crackling sound like exploding beans, countless Eight Banners disciples pushing carts were killed. Although the felt blanket was not effective against bows and arrows, It has a certain protective capability, but it is far inferior to muskets. In this way, the casualties of the Eight Banners disciples suddenly increased a lot.

When the horse came to Nurhachi's side, Huang Taiji frowned and said: "Father, it seems that the loss will be too great to beat like this!"

Glancing at his son, Nurhaci shook his head and smiled bitterly, and said in a deep voice: "I don't want to hit him like this, but what can I do? Now it's just applying pressure! Go, let people shout, and say that He Shixian is dead!"

Huang Taiji nodded slowly and went to make arrangements.

Hearing the shouts of Jiannu below the city, everyone in Shenyang City was stunned for a moment. Is Mr. He really dead?
Chapter completed!