Liaoyang City is just ahead.

Wu Shoujin's face turned pale and his body began to tremble. Zheng Xiaoru, who was also nervous, tried to calm down his emotions and reached out to squeeze Wu Shoujin's shoulder.

"Brother Wu, don't be nervous. We have succeeded. Jierhalang sent a scout to reply, agreeing that we will not send money and food to Liaoyang for the time being..."

Wu Shojin nodded hard, looked at Zheng Xiaoru, and smiled reluctantly to calm himself down.

The south gate of Liaoyang City has been heavily guarded. Outside the city, five thousand Eight Banners sergeants with blue flags are fully armed. On the city wall are full of Eight Banners sergeants holding bows and arrows. There are also twenty thousand Eight Banners sergeants in the camp inside the city who are on tight guard. Once anything unusual is discovered, they will attack without mercy.

.

Wu Shojin and Zheng Xiaoru saw the situation outside the city and the situation on the city wall.

In fact, Zheng Xiaoru had received a secret message from Liao Wenru. The soldiers of the Denglai New Army stationed at Zhenbeiguan had been noticed by Hou Jin, and the white flags were already moving in the direction of Tieling.

It may be that the situation became urgent, so Jierhalang issued an order again, ordering the Han army to quickly enter Liaoyang City. At the same time, he expressed tolerance for the Han army's inability to immediately transport the money and food obtained from Xiping Fort to Liaoyang City.

More than two hundred officers gathered quickly, all of whom were drawn from the Denglai New Army.

Zheng Xiaoru looked at everyone with no expression on his face.

"Brothers, we are about to enter Liaoyang City. I have already said many things. We are now the Han Army, not the soldiers of the Denglai New Army. Your every move is related to everyone's life and death. We must not be exposed at any time.

As our identity, we must complete the combat mission and completely wipe out the Eight Banners Army in Liaoyang City..."

All the officers looked at Zheng Xiaoru. They didn't understand the huge danger of this mission. Everyone was nervous, but they were officers and they had to be calm and calm so that all the sergeants could calm down.

There was a burst of dust and several war horses galloping over.

"The commander-in-chief has ordered that the first class of the Han army, Mele Zhangjing and Wu, advance to the south gate, while the rest of the Han army's sergeants are waiting where they are..."

Wu Shoujin quickly saluted the Manchu Eight Banners sergeant on horseback with clasped fists.

"I obey, this is Zheng Dong, the commander-in-chief of the Red Banner of the Han Army. Can you accompany me to the south gate..."

The Han Eight Banners sergeant on horseback looked at Zheng Xiaoru and waved his hand impatiently.

"Okay, you two will follow us to the south gate..."

Zheng Xiaoru is bald. It can be seen at a glance. This will not arouse the suspicion of the Manchu Eight Banners sergeants. Among the officers and sergeants of the Han army, there are many bald sergeants. These sergeants are unwilling to have braids or shave their hair. They want to keep the last

In order to show his dignity, he finally shaved off all his hair and became bald.

All sergeants and junior officers of the Denglai New Army have their hair shaved off. This is a requirement of military discipline and regulations. If the head is injured on the battlefield, it can be rescued in time without delaying time because of hair.

Wu Shojin, who was on horseback, looked pale and obviously nervous. Zheng Xiaoru coughed lightly.

Wu Shojin's body trembled, and he turned to look at Zheng Xiaoru, finally feeling calmer.

Outside the south gate, First Class Mele Zhangjing, who was riding the Manchu Eight Banner with the Blue Flag on horseback, was looking coldly at Wu Shojin and Zheng Xiaoru who were riding over. If it hadn't been for Jierharang's strict order, he would not have allowed the Han army sergeants to enter Liaoyang.

It belongs to the city, not to mention that Wu Shojin was clever and did not bring the money intercepted from Xiping Fort.

When he was still a hundred meters away from Melezhangjing, Wu Shoujin pulled the reins, turned over and dismounted.

Without any hesitation, Zheng Xiaoru also pulled the reins, turned over and dismounted.

The two of them jogged all the way to Melezhangin, knelt down on one knee and saluted.

"Slave Wu Shojin, the commander of the Han army's red flag is Zheng Dong. I've seen my lord..."

Mele Zhangjing looked at Wu Shojin, sneered and spoke.

"Wu Shojin, you are very lucky. Both Shi Tingzhu and Ma Guozhu died in the battle, but you survived..."

Wu Shojin's expression changed slightly.

"The slave is older. Brother Shi and Brother Ma asked the slave to go to the rear. They rushed to fight in front and were hit by the firearms in the hands of Denglai's new army. If the brothers had not bravely stepped forward to kill the enemy, the slave would not have been able to see the adults.

..."

Wu Shoujin suddenly became calm, which made Zheng Xiaoru on the side slightly nervous. If the Manchu officer on the horse got angry, things would be difficult to handle later.

"Oh, so you still fought bravely to kill the enemy. Okay, let's not talk about it anymore. Of the 20,000 Han soldiers, 10,000 of them have entered Liaoyang City, and the remaining 10,000 are stationed outside. Go and make arrangements immediately..."

Wu Shoujin raised his head and looked at Mele Zhangjing.

"I dare to ask your lord why there are still ten thousand brothers who cannot enter Liaoyang City..."

"Shua..."

The riding crop in Mele Zhangjing's hand waved in front of Wu Shoujin.

"Damn slaves, you are arrogant after you successfully attacked Xiping Fort. You dare to ask why in front of me. Don't think that the commander-in-chief allows you to enter Liaoyang City. You are so proud of yourself. If you bother me, I will kill you here. Believe it or not.

..."

Wu Shoujin was about to speak again, but Zheng Xiaoru became anxious and spoke before Wu Shoujin could.

"Don't worry, sir. Master Wu knows what to do. Master Shi and Master Ma were killed in battle. Master Wu is very sad, and speaking in front of the master is a bit..."

"Snapped..."

The riding whip was whipped over, and a whip mark instantly appeared on Zheng Xiaoru's face.

"Who are you? Do you dare to speak without me asking? You are not even a slave. How dare you speak arrogantly in front of me? Come on, tie me up..."

Zheng Xiaoru's body was trembling slightly. If he was imprisoned at this time, things would be really difficult to handle later. He originally wanted to cheer Wu Shoujin up, but he didn't expect it to be a waste of help.

"Your Majesty, do you want this slave to fight to the death to complain to the commander? In the battle of Xipingbao, Zheng Dong saved the slave's life. If it weren't for Zheng Dong, the slave would have gone to accompany Brother Shi and Brother Ma. Many Han soldiers

The brothers fought desperately and captured Xiping Fort. When they retreated, they attacked the Denglai New Army. There were more than 50,000 brothers, and the remaining ones were only over 20,000. If you feel that your slaves did not do well, if you feel that Zheng Dong did not do well,

Even if you kill us all..."

Mele Zhangjing's face on horseback became ugly, but he still waved his hand to the Manchu Eight Banners sergeants who were about to step forward, signaling them not to step forward and take action.

In fact, Melezhangjing did not dare to go too far. He knew the current situation very well. Of the 20,000 Han army sergeants, 10,000 of them would be transferred to Anshan. To put it bluntly, they would be cannon fodder. The other 10,000 would be ordered to guard the city wall.

Above, the artillery used to resist Denglai's new army had aroused Wu Shojin's anger at this time, and the commander would definitely not spare him.

Melezhangjing's anger was actually directed at Ye Chen. Two days later, the officers and sergeants under his command were punished by Ye Chen, and there was no room for such anger.

"Wu Shojin, you are very courageous. You dare to speak like this in front of me..."

Wu Shoujin raised his head. Although his face was pale, his eyes were sharp.

"My lord, I am loyal to the Qing Dynasty, to the emperor, to the regent and the commander-in-chief. On the commander-in-chief's order, I took my brothers to Liaoyang City to fight to the death with Denglai's new army. If your Excellency thinks that the servant has done something wrong,

OK, punish the slave after speaking out, the slave will have nothing to say..."

At this moment, Wu Shojin's momentum was extraordinary.

Zheng Xiaoru secretly admired him because he underestimated Wu Shojin.

Melezhangjing snorted and waited for a while before speaking.

"Wu Shojin, you have done meritorious service, you can speak well, and you are tough. Very good. I remember it. If you want to meet the commander, you may not have a chance. I order you to lead 10,000 Han army sergeants in Liaoyang City.

Stationed outside, your savior will stay in Liaoyang with 10,000 Han army sergeants. Okay, I'll give you half an hour to handle everything. If you don't handle it well, I will punish you without mercy.

You, the commander-in-chief will not speak for you when the time comes..."

Meilezhangjing has directed all his grievances against Wu Shojin. Wu Shojin led 10,000 Han army sergeants to Anshan. He was bound to die and had no chance of survival. As for the Han army's red flag commander who spoke for Wu Shojin, Meilezhangjing

Jing had the opportunity to deal with it, but when the battle was over and Wu Shoujin died, it was not up to Mele Zhangjing to say how to deal with this mere Han army commander.

...

Zheng Xiaoru clasped his fists in front of Wu Shojin, bowed his head, and spoke in a low voice.

"Brother Wu, thank you. Let me see it this way. I will take 8,000 Denglai New Army soldiers and 2,000 Han army brothers into Liaoyang City, and you will lead the remaining 10,000 people to station outside Liaoyang City..."

Not far away were the soldiers of the Eight Banners Manchuria who were eyeing him eagerly, but there was something Zheng Xiaoru had to say.

Wu Shoujin nodded slightly.

"General Zheng, you spoke for me. I remember this. Everything will be done according to your request. The Manchu nobles and Manchu officers have great opinions on the Han army. When you enter Liaoyang City, everything will be done.

Be careful, but you must remember one thing, the Manchus need us to work hard for them, so we don’t dare to go too far, and sometimes we don’t have to be too patient..."

Zheng Xiaoru saluted Wu Shou again.

"I have remembered Brother Wu's instructions. Don't worry, Brother Wu. All situations are under the control of the Denglai New Army. Even if Brother Wu is stationed outside Liaoyang City, there will be no danger..."

The Manchu Eight Banners sergeants not far away saw this scene, but they did not know what Wu Shojin and Zheng Xiaoru were talking about.

According to what Wu Shojin said just now, Zheng Xiaoru saved his life, so Zheng Xiaoru was promoted and became a commander of the Zhenghong Banner of the Han Army. Zheng Xiaoru was young, so he thanked Zheng Xiaoru for his promotion and respected Zheng Xiaoru. This is reasonable, so

This scene seemed normal to the Manchu Eight Banners sergeants.

Soon, the Han army sergeants began to line up.

One hundred and ninety officers followed Zheng Xiaoru into Liaoyang City, leaving only ten officers with Wu Shojin.

The 20,000 sergeants were quickly divided into two teams, each with 10,000 soldiers. Among them, 10,000 people stood behind Wu Shojin and 10,000 people stood behind Zheng Xiaoru.
Chapter completed!