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"Brother Yuanqing, this, these dog tartars, will they really attack the city?"

On the towering city walls of Shenyang City, the cold wind was cold, and there was a faint mix of tiny snow. In the distance, there were layers upon layers of colorful banners that could not be seen at a glance. Especially the faintly visible bright yellow banner in the center was exceptionally dazzling. It was the King Flag of old servant Nurhachi, the Lord of the Late Gold.

At the edge of the green-gray city wall, a short and thin youth forcefully pulled his snot back into his nostrils. He looked at the tall young man beside him who was called Brother Yuanqing with trembling eyes. He didn't know if it was too cold or his heart was too frightened.

Li Yuanqing habitually narrowed his eyes and looked at the nearby Houjin Camp. Suddenly, a faint sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. "Shunzi, no. Shenyang City has a thick wall and we have tens of thousands of troops guarding it. Unless these dogs have their wings stuck in, how can they attack?"

"Eh? That's good, that's good. By the way, Brother Yuanqing, are these dogs really monsters with three heads and six arms?"

The youth called Shunzi was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and he clearly did not realize the seriousness of the problem.

Li Yuanqing smiled slowly. Just as he was about to speak, his heart ached. He coughed a few times and coughed out some thick phlegm with fresh blood.

Shunzi hurriedly supported Li Yuanqing's body, "Brother Yuanqing, your injuries aren't healed yet. Be careful. Let's take a rest first."

Li Yuanqing waved his hand and leaned against the crane with some difficulty. He looked towards the scattered Houjin camp not far away.

In fact, Li Yuanqing was not a person who truly belonged to this world, but a soul that came from 500 years later.

In the later generations, Li Yuanqing was a powerful futures merchant who played with medicinal herbs and spent many years on the vast border of southern China.

At the age of sixteen or seventeen, Li Yuanqing ran from his old home in the mountainous region of Central Shandong Province to the Special Economic Zone. After more than ten years of hard work, he struggled to climb up the ladder. His career was entering a period of vigorous growth, and his marriage to the female doctor from South China Normal University was officially put on the agenda.

But who would have thought that after accompanying a few customers for a hangover, everything changed.

Right now, it was the 12th day of the 3rd month of the 1st year of the Great Tomorrow.

Just after winter, this old servant Nuerhachi couldn't wait any longer. After a few moves, the entire Jin Clan's soldiers, nearly 100,000 grown-up and strong, were known as 200,000 troops, launching a spring offensive against Daming.

And this first stop was Shenyang City, the heart of the Liao land.

Although Li Yuanqing was from the lowest level of the grassroots, and his level of education was somewhat low on the stage, his charming fianc é e was a high-level student in the history department. She loved the house and the crow, and under the influence of her experience, Li Yuanqing had some understanding of the history of the late Ming Dynasty.

Although it was only a superficial matter, Li Yuanqing had a clear understanding of the overall situation.

History has proven that neither Governor Wang Huazhen of Liaodong nor Governor Yuan Yingtai had a good strategy to deal with the spring offensive of Houjin.

The fall of Shenyang City was only on the eve of dawn.

Originally, Li Yuanqing had also wanted to flee this place. Unfortunately, he was only a low-level soldier with a large head. Previously, he had been seriously injured in a fierce battle with someone, so he couldn't leave even if he wanted to.

In the later generations, although Li Yuanqing was in a peaceful era, his eating profession was even more cruel than real wars. If he was careless, his life would be at risk. Along the way, Li Yuanqing was already familiar with such an example.

However, as the old saying goes, the greater the danger, the more opportunities there will be.

The reason why Li Yuanqing chose this'head pinned to his belt 'business in the future was because he was unwilling to be ordinary, unwilling to sell his labor cheaply, and he was muddled all his life. Just as Chen Sheng and Wu Guang shouted in Daze Township, "Prince Jiang Xiang, would you rather have guts?"

The end of the Ming Dynasty was a chaotic time, but at the same time, it was also the most important node in the history of China for 5000 years.

Not even a single one.

Advancement could lay the foundation for hundreds of years of tyrannical inheritance, and retreat … The history of later generations had already proved that even in the era when the technological civilization was so developed, the negative effects of the Braid Dynasty could not be completely eliminated.

However, although he had a lot of thoughts in his heart, Li Yuanqing deeply understood that no matter what he cooked, he had to eat bite by bite. He had to walk step by step. If he wanted to succeed, he had to grasp the present situation first.

Normally speaking, Li Yuanqing was still a wounded soldier, so he shouldn't have come up to the city wall to defend the city, but with the approaching of the Late Jin army, the entire Shenyang City was already in a state of panic.

Li Yuanqing's immediate superior, Guild Leader Li Kaixuan, didn't care much about this. As long as they were still breathing, they were all pulled to the top of the city, claiming to be'the city is alive, the city is dead. '

How could his little arm be twisted over his thigh?

Li Yuanqing naturally had a deep understanding of his background, and his ability to adapt to the environment was far superior to that of an ordinary person.

However, Li Yuanqing's heart was already cold when he looked at the naked, thin, and weak Great Ming soldiers hiding behind the city wall to avoid the wind.

However, there must be gains if there is a loss.

Although Li Yuanqing's body was injured, his stature was tall and strong, full of strength. His martial arts skills were extraordinary, and he was only 20 years old. In this aspect, he was much stronger than Li Yuanqing, who had been'tested 'every day in later generations.

This was mainly the previous owner of this body. He had been an orphan since childhood. He had always been brave and ruthless. The heavens and the earth were big, and he had the biggest stomach to eat. For a mere piece of meat, he chased after chickens and chased after dogs. Fighting people? That's not even a drizzle.

It was precisely because of this that his physical condition far exceeded that of an ordinary person.

This was also the most important harvest Li Yuanqing had gained in the past half month of his rebirth.

"Motherf*cker, cheer up for me. If Tartars rush in, no one will be able to escape."

At this time, Guild Leader Tie, Hundred Households Li Victorious Return, and a few servants quickly walked over.

The soldiers beside Li Yuanqing immediately stood up respectfully in the cold wind like mice seeing a cat. A few sickly looking old men who were on the verge of death hurriedly saluted Li Kaixuan even though they couldn't stand up.

Li Kaixuan was very satisfied with everyone's attitudes and glanced around proudly.

To him, as Li Yuanqing had told Shunzi before, Shenyang City had thick walls, plenty of grain, and tens of thousands of troops guarding it. Tartars only wanted to fight the autumn winds. The small villages and small towns nearby were enough to send these beggars away.

"We have enough porridge for lunch. After we kill the Tartars, Sir might even give you some meat soup to drink." As Li Kaixuan spoke, he cupped his hands in the direction of the city, not knowing which lord it was.

The members of the Beggar's Sect on the city wall couldn't help but be overjoyed as they quickly flattered Li Kaixuan, "Thank you, my lord."

"Thank you, Head Li."

"Don't worry, Chief Li. As long as there is gravy to drink, we will definitely work hard."

Looking at the hopeful faces beside him, Li Yuanqing slightly staggered his gaze and spat out a mouthful of turbid air.

Very quickly, it condensed into a white smoke in the air and dissipated.

This era had already entered the Little Ice Age. The weather was much colder than in later generations, and it often snowed. It was not that kind of healthy snow, but rather some hail and sleet that resembled the nature of disasters in later generations' Tibetan areas. During Li Yuanqing's half month of rebirth, it had already snowed three times in a row.

At this moment, Li Yuanqing was still feeling better. He still had a tattered cotton-padded jacket on him. He wore a tattered mandarin duck battle jacket that could barely block the wind and the cold. However, besides Li Kaixuan and the other servants, there were also people around him who were dressed in good clothes and complete armor. The rest of them were probably inferior to even dogs.

Dogs still have fur to protect them from the cold.

At this time, Li Kaixuan happened to see Li Yuanqing's small action and couldn't help but smile, "Li Erlan, how are your injuries? Do you dare to kill Tartars?"

Perhaps because of his family or Li Yuanqing's extraordinary skills, Li Kaixuan did not look up to Li Yuanqing like he did to ordinary members of the Beggar's Sect.

Li Yuanqing hurriedly smiled and said flatteringly, "Thank you, Li Tou. My injuries have healed quite a bit. As long as the Tartars dare to come forward, the little ones will definitely cut off a few of the Tartars' heads."

Li Kaixuan didn't expect that Li Yuanqing, who had always been stubborn like a stubborn donkey, would actually be able to open his aperture and say something pleasing. He couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Alright. Li Erlan, as long as you cut off Tartar's head, I will definitely ask for credit for you."

Just as Li Yuanqing was about to say something pleasing, the sound of horses' hooves shook the heavens and earth in the direction of the Houjin camp.

Shenyang City was surrounded by plains. In addition, the cold wind was wreaking havoc. This'dada da da da 'was extremely melodious. The sound of horse hooves cracking like mountains and earth was like thunder. It was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears. Everyone's expressions had also changed significantly.

"Motherf*cker, are you really going to attack the city with your damn Tartars?"

Li Kaixuan's expression was a little unnatural, but he was still a superior. He quickly adjusted himself and said loudly, "Kerosene and golden juice are boiling. Lei Shi Gunmu is ready. Damn it, this dog dares to come up to the city and greet me to death."

But as he said that, he quickly walked towards the stairs not far away. "Hurry up and get to work. I'll take a look over there."

Li Kaixuan quickly brought his servants down the city wall. Without a trace, the city wall started to move quickly. Some of them were carrying leishi rollers, some were burning gold juice, and the servants under the city wall were also busy. They moved all kinds of supplies to the city wall.

Li Yuanqing also came to a big pot and stuffed a handful of firewood into it. He took out a flint and lit it carefully.

The golden juice had a pleasant name, but in reality, it was a mixture of all kinds of excrement. It was simply extremely stinky.

After this thing was boiled, the smell became even more pungent. If it was poured on a person's body, according to the medical conditions of this era, the consequences would naturally be imaginable.

In fact, it was not impossible to die directly.

"Brother Yuanqing, this, this golden juice stinks too much. Let's go over there and carry the rollers."

Shunzi's name was Zhang Sanshun. He was Li Yuanqing's early neighbor. His eldest brother and second brother had starved to death and died of illness. At this time, his family only had his mother and an older sister who had yet to step out of the pavilion. They had always regarded Li Yuanqing as their eldest brother.

Although Li Yuanqing's predecessor was brave and fierce, because he was a neighbor and Zhang Sanshun's sister, Zhang Yunniang, he usually took good care of Zhang Sanshun. Most of the time, Zhang Sanshun was able to eat with Li Yuanqing. He could be considered Li Yuanqing's only little brother and friend in this world.

At this moment, when Li Yuanqing heard Zhang Sanshun's words, he shook his head and said, "Shunzi, follow me. Don't run around."

Seeing Li Yuanqing's solemn words, Zhang Sanshun did not dare to act like a child anymore. He hurriedly pinched his nose and carefully followed behind Li Yuanqing.

At this time, although the stench in the pot was pungent, the flames started to burn, dispelling the cold wind and snow, giving people a strong sense of warmth.

Although Li Yuanqing did not have a definite plan in his heart, he was certain that he would escape.

The Great Ancestor had a famous saying, 'Only by preserving oneself can one be able to better defeat the enemy.'

At this moment, Shenyang City would definitely not be able to defend such a state.

'But before he could conquer, he was dead'?

Li Yuanqing was not an idiot. He definitely wouldn't risk his life for those bowls of meat soup that didn't even have half a piece of meat.

Although the golden juice stinks, there is a flame here. It is very warm. Beside him, there is a private worker who carries firewood. Li Yuanqing and Shunzi only need to burn firewood. This can preserve their strength to the greatest extent and cope with all kinds of changes at any time.

Very quickly, as the deafening sound of horse hooves approached, the battle formation of the Jin army could be vaguely seen on the vast land below the city wall.

Under the banners, all of them rode horses. In addition to the so-called'eight banners' of this old servant, the banners were all colorful and fluttered in the wind. It was simply like a circus of juggling.

However, Li Yuanqing did not dare to underestimate them. In this era, they were the strongest, most ferocious, and most effective bandit armed group in East Asia.

As the battle formation of the Late Jin army got closer and closer, drums that were extremely shocking rang out from the direction of the city.

Not long after, a fierce sound of horse hooves suddenly rang out under the city wall. Li Yuanqing hurriedly turned around and saw a silver-helmered general with a dense group of elite cavalry arriving at the city gate.

"Are they leaving the city to fight?"

Li Yuanqing couldn't help but be quick-witted. After a moment of understanding, he couldn't help but curse loudly in his heart, "Are you confused? How can you go out at such a time?"

However, Li Yuanqing was not the commander-in-chief of Shenyang City. What could he say and do at such a time?

He could only watch helplessly as the city gates opened wide. This general, along with more than a thousand elite cavalry, surged out of the city gates like arrogant warriors.

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