Nanming Engineer

Chapter 191 The Legend of Li Tingyu
At noon two days later, a long procession came clangingly from the official road in front of Hezhou City Gate. Everyone was wearing white robes, spears in hand, and the short and lean mountain-destroying crossbows around their waists were particularly eye-catching. There were quite a few soldiers who surrendered, but they were not as loose and domineering as officers and soldiers often are. They marched forward in neat steps with their heads held high and their chests held high.

Pedestrians and ordinary people on the road consciously avoided the side of the road, but they were not as afraid as they were in the past when they saw the officers and soldiers. On the contrary, their eyes were full of respect, and some young people were full of longing, yearning for themselves can be among them.

These are Kuizhou soldiers, and their origins can be recognized at a glance by the iconic white robes.Everyone in the eastern Sichuan prefectures knows that Kuizhou soldiers do not oppress the good people, and often organize to help the local villagers to grab farm work without receiving any compensation. Apart from heavenly soldiers and generals, everyone does not know what other words to use to describe them.

Riding on a tall horse, the general who led the army looked at the fertile fields on the side of the road and the people cheering for him with a smile on the side of the road. He took off the iron helmet on top of his head, revealing his face. A shaggy beard took up almost half of his big face covered with wind, frost and wrinkles. On the high bridge of his nose, one eye was shining brightly, while the other was covered by an eye patch. covered.

Standing in front of the city gate, Wang Huan saw it from a distance, and he rode forward and went straight to the leader. The bearded general also saw it, and got off his horse from a long distance away, and hurried up to meet him.

Wang Huan also jumped off the horse. When he landed because he was too anxious, he almost couldn't stand still. He stumbled and staggered a few steps. The bearded general rushed a few steps and grabbed him.

The three eyes met, Wang Huan looked at the old face and the black blindfold, and his eyes turned red.

"Master Li..."

Before Wang Huan finished shouting, Li Tingyu let go and stepped back, knelt down on one knee and shouted: "Daming Kuizhou Counselor Li Tingyu, I pay my respects to the commander-in-chief!"

Wang Huan was stunned, and hastily stretched out his hand to pull it, but Li Tingyu remained motionless as if rooted on the ground, but slowly raised his head, looked at Wang Huan with one eye, and said softly: "Wang Huan, there is a difference between superiority and inferiority. Don't, you are the chief soldier now, you have to look like a chief soldier, we will talk about it later, don't mess with the law in the army!"

As if waking up from a dream, Wang Huan quickly straightened up, gave a little support and said, "Li Shen will get up quickly."

Li Tingyu shouted respectfully: "The last general obeys orders!"

Then he straightened up, cupped his hands and said: "The final general was ordered by Shizhu Qin Xuanwei envoy to deliver three thousand tigers to Mr. Wang and return them to Mr. Wang. He arrived on time today and delivered the order to Mr. Wang."

After all, he presented a general's tiger talisman with both hands, Wang Huan took it, and put it in his pocket without any mistakes. Paobing went to the barracks to settle down.

At this moment, Ma Xintian was the only one who could restrain his excitement. Others, such as Zu Bian and the others, all looked as if they could not wait to hug Li Tingyu immediately, and stood behind Wang Huan, blushing.

Wang Huan looked at Li Tingyu, only to feel that he hadn't seen him in the past half a year. Li Tingyu had lost a lot of weight, his face was full of vicissitudes, his unkempt beard became more and more messy, like a pile of weeds piled up on his face, and the furrows on his forehead that were already densely wrinkled were even more serious. It was deep and thick, and a long scar stretched downward from a little above the right eye, crossed the right eye socket, and fell straight to the jaw. After such a long time, this scar is still clear and eye-catching, which is enough to show how serious the original injury was.

"General, your eyes..." Wang Huan asked in shock. Before he could finish asking, Li Tingyu said: "It's okay, you just got hacked by a tartar. You can't die. You lost one eye to see things. On the contrary, it is more clear, harmless!"

Everyone sighed for a while, feeling very sentimental, and took a glance. It was not as easy as Li Tingyu said.

Li Tingyu didn't care. He looked Wang Huan happily up and down, and said with a big smile, "Zongbing Wang hasn't seen him for a long time, and he's grown even taller. He doesn't look as bleak as he did in Yangzhou City, good! You deserve to be able to command me, Li Laosan." Li Tingyu, a person who ran thousands of miles away, will be able to work under the lord's command in the future, and he will be convinced. In the end, this life was saved by the lord, and will be handed over to the lord from now on. In the fire and water, as long as the lord gives an order, there is nothing wrong with it !"

After saying that, Li Tingyu bowed deeply again, prostrating.

Wang Huan burst into tears and couldn't care about anything else. He supported Li Tingyu with both hands. He knew in his heart that Li Tingyu deliberately did this in public to establish Wang Huan's status. Unable to let go of hands and feet, separated from top to bottom, it is not beautiful.

Now he took the initiative to lower his figure and show his attitude. The meaning is very clear. I, Li Tingyu, are willing to worship under Wang Huan. Who else is more qualified than me?I am convinced, who else can not accept it?
The two stood up together, looked at each other and laughed, the laughter was joyful and heroic, the joy of reuniting after a life and death was clearly evident, and everyone who heard it was moved.

"Where's Li Yan? Didn't he look for you?" Wang Huan asked anxiously, remembering someone.

"My lord, the last general is here." Behind Li Tingyu, one of the generals took off his iron helmet, revealing a young face. It was Li Yan, Li Tingyu's personal bodyguard, grinning happily in response. .

Wang Huan went up in a bear hug, and Zu Bian and others also came forward to greet each other, hugging and sighing with each other, especially Zu Bian and Li Yan, who had experienced that period of suffering together, cried and laughed together, and made a fuss for a long time , before it stopped.

Wang Huan led the crowd to the military camp outside the city. Along the way, Li Tingyu narrated his experience of escaping death.

It turned out that after Li Tingyu was forced to jump off the cliff by the Qing soldiers that day, there was a dense jungle under the cliff, with branches and vines scattered all over the place, which blocked his falling tendency a lot. When he landed, he happened to fall into a puddle of mud. He was half dead, but fortunately he was not seriously injured, and he was able to get up and walk on his own, so he endured the pain, stumbled in the woods, and fled in a direction where there were few people. After searching for more than ten days, he couldn't find a way out. He lost his way in the vast forest. Just when he passed out, he was rescued by some villagers who were fleeing the disaster.

The villagers were kind, picked herbs to wrap him, and after more than a month of conditioning, he finally recovered seven or eight parts of his vitality. Just when everything was getting better, the soldiers and horses of Sule searched for the mountain to find the village where the villagers were hiding, and immediately killed him. In Tucun, Li Tingyu saw that the situation was not good, took advantage of the chaos, killed two Qing soldiers, and escaped, because his body functions had not fully recovered, his movements were not quick enough, he was also slashed in the face, and one eye was slashed. He wrapped it up indiscriminately with his skirt, and broke into the mountain again.

This time he found out the direction, all the way to the south, walked in the mountains for half a month, until he reached Wuchang, and found an old member of Zuo Liangyu's army who had friendship with him. With righteousness, he hid him and took medicine to heal his wounds, but the wounds on the eyes were festered and inflamed, and could not be cured, so he had to cripple his right eye.After a few months, his injuries recovered and he was given some money to send him back to his hometown.When they walked to Xiangyang, they met Li Yan who was looking for him here. The two met and cried bitterly. Only then did Li Tingyu know that Wang Huan had returned to Shizhu with the rest of the people, so he hurried back. It happened that Qin Liangyu sent troops to Wang Huan, so he simply asked him to bring people over.

Sitting in the meeting room of the barracks, Wang Huan and the others could not help but sigh. Such a thrilling process is worthy of a legend, comparable to the escape experience of the three of Wang Huan.

"No matter what, I'll wait until I survive the catastrophe. It seems that God has his own arrangements. The ancients said that those who survive the catastrophe must have future blessings. Today we should celebrate with wine." Wang Huan stood up and shouted, arousing the soldiers present. There was a burst of cheers.

The sergeants set out food and wine, and everyone raised their bowls and shouted: "Congratulations to the commander-in-chief and the general!" They drank the wine in the bowls in one gulp.

Wang Huan filled another bowl, and Su Rong said to Li Tingyu: "The second bowl of wine, I respect the comrades in arms who died on the journey from Yangzhou to Sichuan thousands of miles away. May their heroic souls rest in peace and sleep in the ground!"

Everyone shouted in unison: "It should be so!" Li Tingyu also nodded silently, and everyone spilled the wine in the bowl on the ground to avoid the heroic spirit.

"The third bowl of wine is to avoid the thousands of compatriots who died in Yangzhou City." Wang Huan said with red eyes, "The countless innocent souls who died under the knife of the Tartars. As the generals of the Ming Dynasty, we are not able to reject the barbarians and rebels at home. We are ashamed of our hearts. I hope that the gods and Buddhas in the sky can help us to restore China and return our Han territory!" , angry eyes.

Li Tingyu also stood up, the scar on his face trembled, spilled the spirits in the bowl on the hall, threw the bowl and shouted: "Okay, I, Li Laosan, swear to follow Master Zongbing to the death!"

"I swear to follow Master Zongbing to the death!" Everyone roared, throwing their wine bowls all over the floor.

Looking at the excited generals in the room, Wang Huan laughed loudly: "Okay! Today we gather together to celebrate Master Li's return, let alone other things, come, come, and then serve wine, the hero is drunk with strong wine, and the hero is shown with booze." Gentleman, let us not get drunk or return!"

The generals burst into laughter again, the aroma of wine accompanied by heroic laughter rushed up to the beams of the roof, ringing into the sky.

(End of this chapter)