Beiyang new warlord

Shen Shikui was sent away at this end, but Mao Wenlong at the other end didn't have the heart to continue eating. He put on a padded jacket and walked out of the cabin. Shivering from the cold, he stomped his feet involuntarily, and retracted his hands into his sleeves. The warship in the distance undulated gently with the waves, and the lights on the ship were scattered like stars.

At this time, the small hillside of Shuangdao was also brightly lit. Yuan Chonghuan also landed with more than 600 personal soldiers and generals and attendants. The appearance of a large-scale construction project is not just a night's rest to recover from seasickness.Mao Wenlong didn't know how Yuan Chonghuan was ill, but the scene in front of him definitely made him worry.

"Handsome Mao!"

While watching, a thick and deep greeting sounded suddenly from behind, Mao Wenlong couldn't help turning his head, looking back, a general with big arms, round waist and rough beard respectfully bowed his head.

"Shuai Mao, you summoned the last general."

"Oh, it's delightful!"

There were too many adoptive sons and grandchildren, and Mao Kexi, the general of the Iron Triangle of Xidaying where Mao Jue was located, didn't make Mao Wenlong feel any more cordial, but nodded wearily.

"You go and take a team to station in Beidao, don't let Governor Yuan get any more fright."

In the pupils, some waves flickered, and Mao Kexi's hands trembled slightly, but then he clenched his fists fiercely and lowered his head.

"The last will obey!"

"Go!"

In the night, there was a burst of shouting, and more than a dozen large and small warships stood out from the Dongjiang Navy, and gathered at the foot of Beidao Mountain in Shuangdao like chains, and soldiers with torches boarded the shore in small boats. They built a simple shack, and the noise woke up the Ming army behind them from their sleep, and they cursed angrily.

But Mao Wenlong couldn't see this scene, and he returned to his cabin with agitation.

In the morning of the next day, after waiting for more than two hours, Yuan Chonghuan on Shuangdao really didn't have the slightest intention of leaving. The camp built yesterday was as quiet as a ghost shadow. After ten o'clock in the morning, he sent someone to inquire twice, but there was no response. , I couldn't bear it anymore, and Mao Wenlong, the main general of Dongjiang No. 40, landed on Beidao.

This Yuan Chonghuan's camp is quite chaotic. Between the two tents, a dozen or so Liaodong soldiers were playing with money noisily, and there was no one standing guard. Standing at the gate of the camp, Mao Wenlong yelled for a while before someone The guy reluctantly threw the dice, and ran into the tent to report. After about a few minutes, the Liaodong military officer surnamed Wu came out arrogantly with a full face.

"The supervisor said, let Mao Shuai and the generals go to meet him in the tent. By the way, the supervisor is very seasick. You all rough men don't care about your hands and feet. You disturb the supervisor. You can't afford it! "

Mao Wenlong almost stopped spraying. In front of him, this surnamed Wu reprimanded his subordinates as if no one else was around. Not only did he have bruises on his forehead, but even Shen Shikui and Chen Jisheng twitched their facial muscles a few times. It didn't happen, and followed Mao Wenlong to the tent.

It is estimated that after parting with Yuan Chonghuan this time, they never want to see this bastard again.

Following his own general, the murderous soldier also wanted to follow in. Who knew that at this time, the surname Wu was very disrespectful and stopped him with a knife.

"The supervisor likes to be quiet, you just stand outside and wait!"

"Handsome Mao!"

The soldiers and the general share weal and woe, and sometimes the orders of the court are no bigger than a word from the general, forbid him to enter?Mao Biao, one of Mao Wenlong's personal soldiers, couldn't help shouting from behind.

But looking at Yuan Chonghuan's tent, which was only a dozen steps away, Mao Wenlong waved his hands back indifferently.

"You wait here first!"

A hundred or so soldiers gathered impatiently at the gate of Yuan's camp, followed by General Wu Mao Wenlong, who was looking up at the sky, angrily followed to the gate of the tent. He rushed in unceremoniously, and clasped his fists inside.

"Mao has seen the supervisor, but I don't know if the supervisor has been in trouble."

Speaking of which, Mao Wenlong's face couldn't help being ugly. At this time, Yuan Chonghuan was sitting in the middle of the tent and playing chess with Wang Chunhua, a civil servant of Jianjun Road. His old face seemed to still be able to see a faint red light, and his health was shocking.

"Master Yuan, what is this?"

Mao Wenlong's annoyance can be imagined after being put on airs by this guy, but Yuan Chonghuan's next words made the hairs on his back stand on end.

Slowly dropping a chess piece, Yuan Chonghuan turned his head coldly, with a strong murderous intent in his eyes, and asked in a low voice.

"Mao Wenlong, you are guilty!"

Chapter 40. The picture is poor

The most classic bridge in the Middle Ages, toss the cup for the number! There are two floors of the Chinese military tent. Yuan Chonghuan’s voice has not yet fallen, and the voice of the armored soldiers has already swarmed. Dozens of soldiers rushed out from the interlayer. The half knife was out of its sheath, and the incident happened so suddenly that Mao Wenlong didn't even react. He had already been pinned to the ground by Yuan Chonghuan's personal soldiers and took off his helmet.

"Yuan Manzi, what do you mean?"

Shocked and angry, his shoulders were shaking, Mao Wenlong was yelling and cursing, and the rest of Dongjiang generals wanted to embrace him in astonishment, wanting to protect his commander, but at this moment, a sneer sounded loudly in the tent , the surname Wu was wearing a full set of armor, and he didn't know when he carried an extra two-handed sword on his shoulders, and looked down on the generals with contempt.

"Your Majesty has bestowed upon you Shang Fang's sword again, and ordered Master Yuan, the supervisor, to take charge of the overall situation in Eastern Liaodong. How dare you make a mistake?"

There is nothing more pretentious than this in this era. Holding up the bright yellow Shangfang sword and seal letter bestowed by the emperor, Jianjun Dao Counselor Wang Chunhua shouted loudly, these two things representing the rights of feudal society are really oppressive, plus A surnamed Wu was suppressed by force, and a large group of Dongjiang town generals were all submissive, and they turned out to be silent.

It never occurred to me that Yuan Chonghuan was so sinister with a smile on his face and a knife on his back. At this time, Mao Wenlong was so furious that he yelled on the ground.

"Mao is the admiral of Dongjiang Town handpicked by His Majesty? Yuan Manzi, you dare to treat me like this, aren't you afraid that His Majesty will blame you?"

"So far you haven't pleaded guilty?"

Throwing down the chess piece in his hand, Yuan Chonghuan stood up with a gloomy expression, just like the absolutely decent one in the TV series, pointed at his face, and shouted sternly.

"You have twelve crimes that should be beheaded! Since you refuse to accept it, the governor will tell you the number of crimes one by one!"

"The ancestral system of this dynasty, the generals are outside, and civilian officials are required to supervise the army. If you open the town without authorization, you will do it yourself! The money and food for soldiers and horses will not be reviewed. Its crime is one! The crime of a minister is to deceive the emperor. You deceived the emperor and lied about military achievements. The second crime is setting up generals privately and accumulating weapons privately. The third crime is opening the horse market without authorization to seek profit. The fourth crime is the fourth crime! Embezzling military salaries and embezzling military rations is the fifth crime! As an officer and army, intercepting and killing merchant ships is the sixth crime!"

"Forcibly marrying a woman from a good family, and subordinates follow suit, the seven crimes! Stealing ginseng from refugees, until the bones are piled up, the eight crimes, bribing Wei Zhongxian, recognizing the thief as his father, and erecting a statue for her, the nine crimes! Tieshan was defeated, lying for military merit, the ten crimes Urging uniforms indiscriminately, bearers beating official uniforms, the eleventh crime! The town has been established for eight years, and half of the country has not been recovered, twelve crimes!"

With his hands behind his back, Yuan Chonghuan raised his head in grief, with a face full of worries about the country.

"You have committed these twelve deadly sins, and you still don't know how to repent, so death is not a pity!"

The biography of Yuan Chonghuan in the history book came here, and it was recorded that Mao Wenlong lost his soul and shed tears, but those were all bragging. The crimes mentioned by Yuan Chonghuan are indeed a large part of Mao Wenlong, but this is also the hidden danger of Ming army generals in this era. rule.

For example, if you open a horse market privately and trade with Jiannu, if you really follow this method of beheading, it is estimated that Yuan Chonghuan will be the first to be cut off, and there will be no generals in Liaodong. There will also be a statue of Wei Zhongxian. Who can't curry favor with Wei Zhongxian among the generals who live here?For example, Yuan Chonghuan was upright, lost his official seal and left, and threw the great rivers and mountains directly to Jiannu's soldiers. As for robbery, picking ginseng and the like, there is nothing wrong with wanting to commit crimes?There is also embezzlement of military pay. If this violation is cut off, the Ming Dynasty will have almost no generals.

Full of anger, Mao Wenlong turned his head to his generals, shouting in a low voice.

"Shen Shikui! Mao Kexi!"

As Mao Wenlong's father-in-law, Shen Shikui's fists were obviously clenched and rattling, but he stared at Wu Sangui with fear. As for Mao Wenlong's son, Mao Kexi, in his astonishment, he actually broke away from the Dongjiang team and stood there slightly. Next to the surname Wu.

As for the others, they also bent down and bowed their heads, not daring to make a sound. This time, Mao Wenlong was really saddened to death. No wonder Yuan Chonghuan dared to attack him in his army. His godson even betrayed him. After leaving him, the brothers who have been with him for many years dare not show up. The closest one here is Mao Kexi's subordinates, plus Yuan Chonghuan's personal soldiers.

The tiger's death is not overwhelmed, and Mao Wenlong roared angrily when he was pressed to the ground.

"Yuan Chonghuan, I am the commander of Dongjiang! If you dare to kill me, His Majesty will not let you go, Liaodong will also be destroyed by you! You will die!"

"I kill you today to rectify military discipline, fight to the death with Jiannu, serve Your Majesty, and serve the country. If I fail, I will ask Your Majesty to kill me like I killed you today. Someone, come and drag this guilty minister away." Get out and cut it off!"

Four people grabbed Mao Wenlong's armor and pushed him to the front of the tent. Counselor Yang Chunhua sneered and handed Shangfang's sword to the executioner, and at the same time shouted loudly under the astonished eyes of the Dongjiang soldiers outside the door.

"Phi Dao Mao Wenlong has committed a heinous crime. Under the order of Governor Yuan, please kill him with the sword of the Son of Heaven!"

The sharp Longquan was raised high, and Mao Wenlong listened to the sharp blade swung down from the back of his head in the cruel expression of the brutal executioner, closing his eyes and waiting for death.

Historically, Mao Jue was already in Zhejiang at this time, but now, who doesn’t know the messy quantum effects brought about by Schrödinger’s theorem, Mao Jue is still in Pidao!