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Chapter 499 Fan Wencheng's Uneasiness
"What! General Obai's 5000 people disappeared?"

At Xifengkou, Fan Wencheng's face, which has always been moody and angry, suddenly turned livid. He looked at the scouts in front of him, his face was full of horror, how could it be possible, that was five thousand Jianzhou elite cavalry, and there was still the first bar of the Qing Dynasty Tulu, the young hero Guarjashi Aobai led the team personally, how could such a powerful army disappear all of a sudden?
Fan Wencheng couldn't believe all this, and said to the scouts, "Send more people to search for me, 5000 people can't disappear in thin air, no matter what means you use, you must find them for me, go quickly."

"Yes."

The scout immediately ran out after hearing this, his face was full of horror, it was also the first time he had seen Lord Fan Wencheng show such a groggy expression, this matter was clearly a big deal.

The scout left, Fan Wencheng was pacing back and forth in the room, at this moment his heart was pounding, he felt as if a huge net was slowly enveloping him, a huge conspiracy was about to engulf him .

He felt bad like never before. It was his dereliction of duty that such a thing happened at this critical moment.

You must know that he just received the battle report from the front line, and the army has successfully arrived in Shandong. Dorgon and others in Shandong drove straight in, but when they were about to continue to plunder southward, they were suddenly stopped by Lu Xiangsheng and his men.

Logically speaking, Lu Xiangsheng's combat power is not terrible, but I don't know why Lu Xiangsheng made a batch of powerful firearms, which caused Dorgon to suffer several hidden losses in the confrontation.

But these are trivial matters. After all, Lu Xiangsheng's life in Shandong is not easy, because Lu Xiangsheng can command only 1 horses in Shandong, and the rest of the troops are gathered by Yang Sichang and Gao Qiqian.

The three of them were obviously at odds. When Lu Xiangsheng was resisting with all his strength, these two men just waited and did not make a move. The other so-called King Qin's army followed Yang Sichang and the other two. Now the only one Lu Xiangsheng could get support from was Sun Chuanting.

However, Sun Chuanting only brought 1 people this time, and the 2 troops commanded by Lu Xiang Shengneng were only [-] people. With these [-] people, facing the [-] Qing army, it was really stressful. You must know that the quality of the soldiers of the Manchu Qing Dynasty was much higher than that of Lu Xiangsheng and the others. It would be good if these [-] soldiers could hold the city.

It was impossible to confront the Manchu Qing army head-on, but Yang Sichang, Gao Qiqian gathered nearly 10 people, and these 10 people were like an outing. They didn't fight the Tartars at all, as if they were watching the excitement.

Therefore, until now, only Lu Xiangsheng and Sun Chuanting are left to resist the attack of the Tartars. If Lu Xiangsheng didn't know where to get a batch of high-end firearms, Dorgon would probably have defeated Lu Xiangsheng's army and continued to march straight into the south. Looted.

So Dorgon just sent someone to deliver a letter a few days ago, asking Fan Wencheng to guard the rear, not much, as long as they persist for another month, they are absolutely sure to pull out the nail of Lu Xiangsheng, open the way to the south, and then they can rob Looted the rich South.

And Fan Wencheng replied confidently: "My lord, don't worry, the Xifengkou transportation line will be unimpeded, and your lord can use your troops with confidence, and there will be no hindrance."

Thinking of the letter he sent to Dorgon a few days ago, Fan Wencheng felt a headache. Now that Aobai disappeared with half of the cavalry at Xifengkou, how could he explain to Dorgon about such a big problem? If Obai...

No, no, Fan Wencheng believed in Oboi's military talent, and he was unparalleled in bravery. Batulu's reputation as the number one in the Qing Dynasty was no joke.

With him around, even if you encounter the Liaodong Cavalry, you won't be at a disadvantage. After all, the Liaodong Cavalry is the most powerful cavalry, and we haven't convinced anyone in cavalry battles yet.

What can cause damage to the cavalry of the Qing Dynasty is artillery and firecrackers, but there are no Lantian soldiers nearby. How can any force have so many firearms?

Wait, Lantian Army! !
As soon as these three words appeared in Fan Wencheng's mind, Fan Wencheng felt his blood pressure soar, no way, Lantian Army, no way, that bastard from Lantian saw him invading Daming from Xifengkou, they came to cut his way out , can't you?
Fan Wencheng's heart was pounding at this moment. He had no fear of Da Ming, but he felt fear of Lan Tian. The Battle of Guihua City made him know how terrible Lan Tian was, so he now has a shadow of Lan Tian. , Can't, can't, can't be Lantian.

Fan Wencheng's heart was thumping, and for some reason, a feeling of panic rose in Fan Wencheng's heart. He could deal with it calmly when facing Daming, but he was a little at a loss when facing Lantian. Lantian's horror can be seen in general what.

Fan Wencheng's heart was terrified, and at this time outside the entrance of Xifeng, a scarred man was slowly approaching the entrance of Xifeng with a big stick. The man's legs were already lame, and his ankle A straw rope was tied to stop the bleeding.

At this time, the Tartar came step by step towards the entrance of Xifeng, his eyes full of sadness and despair, what supported him to come back was the cruel military law of the Qing Dynasty and the desire for revenge.

The Tartars walked towards the entrance of Xifeng step by step like this, passing through a large meadow, and suddenly heard the sound of horseshoes, the Tartars were frightened, and hid directly in the grass, trembling all over, they could not be the ones chasing after them. Come on!
The Tartars hid in the bushes, gripped their knives tightly, and were ready to fight for their lives. Along the way, they were chased by Lan Tian's pursuers, and he was the only one who broke out of the encirclement among hundreds of people.

Moreover, he is also very fateful, so he can come here with his bruised body, but he insisted on coming here, the first is to survive, and the second is to pass important news over.

stomping on...

There was a sound of horseshoes. Tartar held a knife and stared straight at the direction in which the cavalry was rushing. The approaching sound of horseshoes made people's defenses almost collapse, and Tartar's heart almost jumped out at this moment.

Finally, he saw the appearance of the person clearly, and his tears were about to fall.

Because it was two Manchu scouts who came, and the two were communicating in Manchu at this time.

"What the hell, where can Lord Oboi go with thousands of people? We have searched all over the eighty li radius, but we haven't found a single person."

"That's right, Lord Fan even gave a death order. If we can't find anyone, we might be whipped when we go back."

"Really, we scouts are destined for this. It would be great if we could be selected by the prince to go to the Central Plains. I heard from the brothers that women in the Central Plains are free. We can kill, rob, and rob women at will if we break a city. That's us. What Jianzhou Erlang should do is not like being busy with dust all day long."

"Okay, don't complain, there will be opportunities, let's just wait patiently."

"How can there be a chance? Opportunities are all for the nobles."

The two men were talking, and at this moment the two cavalry suddenly paused, and one cavalry pointed to the grass in front of him and said, "Blood."

It turned out that when the scarred Tartar entered the grass just now, the blood on his body splashed on the grass.

As an excellent scout, one needs to be able to detect everything keenly. Two people spotted it in a short time. At this time, a scout slowly drew out his big bow, and was about to shoot an arrow at the grass.

But just when the scout was about to shoot an arrow, someone shouted in Manchu from the bushes: "Dear brother, I really miss you to death."

Ah!
The scout who was about to shoot the arrow just now was stunned, and then shouted in Manchu: "Who are you, come out."

At this time, the grass was pulled away, and a wounded Jianzhou man appeared in front of the two scouts. The two scouts looked at the Tartars in surprise and said, "Who are you, and why were you injured so badly?" so?"

Hearing these words, the scarred Tartar burst into tears: "I am Erbatu, a soldier under Lord Oboi..."

Erbatu said his identity, and the two scouts were overjoyed. They found it, and finally found it.

But before the two of them were happy, Erbatu was already exhausted, and the person who saw him relaxed and passed out directly.

Soon Erbatu was carried into Xifengkou. When Fan Wencheng came to see Erbatu, he was stunned. At this time, Erbatu was covered with wounds and there were flies on it. Fly and lick.

Fan Wencheng touched Erbatu's head and found that it was very hot. It was obvious that he had a high fever. He saw that the wounds on his body were already inflamed. At this time, the shaman doctor from Manchuria came. He looked at it and said that he was powerless and could only pray. Blessed by the gods, we are going to prepare for a wonderful dance.

Seeing this, Fan Wencheng immediately stopped this stupid behavior, this person can't die now, he is the only person who might know the whereabouts of Oboi, thinking of this, Fan Wencheng said: "Hurry up and go to the city to invite a Han doctor."

Hearing this, the Tartars were very unconvinced: "This sick Han can't do it, only we Manchu shamans can do it."

Fan Wencheng was furious when he heard this. How long do you still believe in you dance masters? Although Fan Wencheng joined Man Qing, he doesn't really approve of Man Qing's medical skills.

This kind of disease has to be caused by Han doctors, Fan Wencheng thought, at this time, he did not expect that the shaman had already started to dance the big god, and the tartar directly poured a glass of water on Erbatu's face, Erbatu didn't even respond reaction.

Seeing this scene, Fan Wencheng was furious, and immediately used his identity to suppress others, and sent people to the city to find a doctor, and soon the Han doctor was invited.

Seeing a tartar lying on the bed, the Han doctor was not very willing to help with treatment, but before he refused, the other party's knife was already on his neck.

Feeling the coldness on his neck, the Han doctor succumbed.

Immediately afterwards, the Han Langzhong put his hand on Tartar's wrist, his face was not good-looking, and then he looked at the wound on Tartar's body, shook his head, and took out the silver needles on several acupuncture points on Tartar's body. Pricked a few times.

Unexpectedly, Tartar woke up leisurely, and murmured, "I want to see Master Fan, I want to see Master Fan."

Fan Wencheng immediately came over and said, "I'm here, I'm here, tell me."

"We, ambushed among us."

"I am ambushed, who ambushed me?"

Fan Wencheng asked.

"Where is the ambush?"

"say something!"

Fan Wencheng yelled, but the tartar was silent, Fan Wencheng raised his head with bloodshot eyes, looked at the doctor and said, "Wake him up, wake him up immediately."

"This……"

The doctor was very embarrassed, but Fan Wencheng shouted: "Hurry up and wake him up, or I will kill you."

The doctor said: "Here, my lord, let me try."

The doctor said, and pricked it with a silver needle a few more times, but Erbatu didn't respond at all. The doctor looked at Fan Wencheng, Fan Wencheng frowned, and a murderous look flashed in his eyes. He took out two long needles from his acupuncture bag and stuck them in again, but Erbatu still didn't respond.

Seeing this scene, the doctor cried and said: "My lord, this lord has a high fever due to injury at this time, and he is exhausted after traveling all the way. If he can't wake up tomorrow morning, I'm afraid he won't be able to wake up again."

After hearing this, Fan Wencheng looked at Lang Zhong with sharp eyes and said, "Save him, if he can't be saved, you don't have to."

The coldness of Fan Wencheng's voice made Lang Zhongzhong thump and tremble all over. At this moment, Langzhong scolded his mother inwardly. Anyone who is skilled and willing to go to Liaodong to make a fortune can follow them. Now the truth is revealed, what a bunch of beasts.

The doctor's hands were shaking at this moment, he glanced at Fan Wencheng and said, "Master, here, high fever has killed many people since ancient times, villain, villain."

Fan Wencheng looked up at the doctor and said: "I don't listen to your nonsense, I just want you to wake him up, if you can wake him up, it's a great achievement, if you can't, don't blame Fan for being cruel .”

Fan Wencheng looked at Lang Zhong and said viciously, Lang Zhong showed bitterness when he heard this, but he heard something different in Fan Wencheng's words, at this time Lang Zhong looked at Fan Wencheng and said: "My lord, you said that as long as you save wake him up instead of reviving him?"

Fan Wencheng looked at the doctor and said, "Yes, wake him up and let me finish the questioning. It doesn't matter whether he lives or dies."

Hearing this, Lang Zhong nodded and said: "So, a certain family really has a secret recipe that can wake people up, but this is a method of overdrawing the body's original source, so after using it, this person is close to death. Generally, this method is only used in On the one who returns the light."

After hearing this, Fan Wencheng said: "Okay, use it."

Hearing this, Lang Zhong nodded and said: "Then please sir cook a bowl of ginseng soup for him to suspend his life, and then take the medicine according to this prescription."

The doctor wrote out the prescription, followed by Fan Wencheng and shouted: "Get the medicine immediately."

Soon the ginseng soup was ready, and I poured it directly into the tartar. Tartar brought over the medicine, the doctor looked at the medicine and said, "If you drink it, you will wake up in a quarter of an hour."

After hearing this, Fan Wencheng said: "Guan."

A bowl of medicine was poured down, and fifteen minutes later, there was a cough, and Tarzi slowly opened his eyes.

"My lord, he is awake."

At this time, someone shouted at Fan Wencheng.

(End of this chapter)