Emperor Ming Dynasty

Chapter 162
Sichuan in July is hot and humid, sunny in the morning and rainy in the afternoon, which is normal.

Even if I stay still, my whole body is still sticky, and the mosquitoes are so big that they are buzzing non-stop. When I wake up, there are more than a dozen big lumps.

Luzhou Wei, at the same level as Luzhou Prefecture, is located in the south, and the scale of its governance is similar.

The characteristics of the Ming Dynasty, the place and the guards coexist, each with its own.

"Joining the army, Luzhou Wei has withheld food again."

In an open field, a young man with a scar on his face was carrying a hoe and farming under the scorching sun. His white back was already flushed from the sun and the skin had faded.

A lot of sweat dripped on the ground, but he didn't care.

On the side, hundreds of the same big men, all six feet tall, exposed their upper bodies, with a large number of scars exposed, carefully and tirelessly planted melons and fruits, just like Zhang Fei embroidering needles.

A big man came running out of breath, with a look of unwillingness on his face.

"Deductions?" Zeng Ying was taken aback, then smiled wryly: "There is no way, we live and eat for free, and the guards don't have much money, so it's not bad to be able to support them for so many days."

Immediately, he looked at the hundreds of people who followed him in defeat, and said, "However, this is not the way to go. You have to fight the thieves in order to survive."

Zeng Ying was originally from Putian, Fujian. His father was an official in Chengdu.

But the invasion of the Western Thieves made his blood surge. Fighting the Western Thieves was to save his family, so he resolutely scattered all his wealth and recruited soldiers to fight against Zhang Xiance.

But it was just such a recruit who, after ten days of training, under his brave leadership, actually resisted the Western Army in Wushan for several months, and was defeated because there was no reinforcement.

Immediately in Zhongzhou, Zeng Ying supervised the navy to fight back, burning more than a hundred boats and beheading thousands.

It can be said that among the generals in Sichuan, only Zeng Ying is the bravest.

Of course, it indirectly shows that the squid has a lot of food.

Now retreat to Luzhouwei for repair.

"Joining the army, with our strength, how can we fight against Western thieves?"

General Li Ding said doubtfully.

"If we don't fight Western thieves, the children of Sichuan Province will not hear our reputation, and we will not be able to recruit troops. We can only perish."

Zeng Ying frowned, and said worriedly: "I don't know what happened to Governor Chen!"

Although the city of Chongqing is surrounded by water on three sides and is extremely steep, it still lacks soldiers and horses, and is very passive in the face of [-] western thieves.

Hundreds of family members are still defeated now, and they are very impressed with this soldier, and now he is lost in thought, and they also surrounded him one by one.

"Join the army, join the army!"

At this time, another general, Yu Chong, also ran over, panting, "I got the news."

"What news?" Everyone asked hurriedly,

Zeng Ying was even more itchy, but seeing smoke coming from his throat, she hurriedly asked someone to bring a bucket of well water.

Grumpy Grumpy!

Yu Chong lifted the wooden barrel and just poured it into his mouth. After drinking a third of it, he took a breath and his face was full of joy:
"Chongqing City is broken."

"You are an ancestor!"

Zeng Ying was stroking her proud long beard at this time, when she heard this kid, she grabbed a few at once.

He couldn't help cursing: "What kind of fucking good news is this!"

If it wasn't for Yu Chong's background as a servant, he would have been beaten up long ago.

Seeing that the public was angry, Yu Chong quickly waved his hands and said, "Misunderstood, misunderstood, I mean, the city of Chongqing was destroyed by the western thieves, but Governor Chen and others also died, and the city was massacred."

"Beat him asshole."

This is even more uncomfortable than the news just now. Zeng Ying couldn't help his temper.

After a while, sweat and muscles flew together, snot and blood danced together, and the green grass fell down.

Yu Chong's nose was blue and his eyes were swollen. He wanted to cry but had no tears. He wailed, "I'm really wronged!"

"You've been wronged!" Zeng Ying stroked her beautiful beard, which imitated Guan Gong, and said sideways, "The king of Hanyang entered Sichuan, defeated Zhang Dingguo, and occupied Chongqing again. You brat, what a fart."

"Being beaten up will make your memory long."

Zeng Ying caressed her long beard, thought for a while, clapped her hands and said, "Go, let's go north and seek refuge with the King of Hanyang."

"Anyway, it's Daming's food and wages, who is not eating?"

Li Ding quickly nodded and said, "Going to Chongqing is very good, better than growing vegetables here."

So everyone agreed one after another, dropped their hoes, picked up their knives again, and headed north one by one.

Luzhou Wei also heaved a sigh of relief.

Finally let the group of foodies go.

Hundreds of burly men, naked from the upper body every day, can't be beaten, can't be chased away, and have to eat and drink, who can bear it?

So, this group of turbulent men headed north, with the goal of Chongqing.

At this time, surrounding Chongqing, Zhu Yixi did not rush to fight Zhang Xianzhong impulsively.

Instead, he chose to mourn the king of Shu and the governor Chen Shiqi.

Because he understood that the longer the time dragged on, the lower Zhang Xianzhong's chances of winning.

Not to mention that the western army slaughtered Chongqing City and beheaded high-level civil officials in Sichuan Province. For the scholar-bureaucrat class, fear and hatred coexist.

However, when there is another choice, when the king of Hanyang comes, it will be a different matter.

More importantly, Sichuan does not actually have Zhang Xianzhong's public opinion base.

In the huge Ming Dynasty, in fact, only Shaanxi and Henan were really in chaos.

Shaanxi is due to border army problems and drought, while Henan is narrow and densely populated.

And what about Sichuan?Land of fish and rice, and no foreign aggression, natural disasters, although difficult, but passable.

In this situation, it is extremely difficult for ordinary people to abandon their homes and careers to rebel.

Therefore, in history, as soon as Zhang Xianzhong entered Sichuan, he promulgated many bans and good governance, but they were not accepted. Many people and generals continued to fight and fight.

Therefore, Zhang Xianzhong directly lifted the table, toasted and refused to eat and fined wine, and tyranny continued.

The longer it dragged on, the more Zhu Yixi had the upper hand, and the more active he was towards those gentry.

"This Sichuan, how is it similar to Hanzhong?"

Li Jizu rode a horse and headed towards Luzhou Wei.

Luzhou Wei, as well as the nearby Yongning Wei and Yongning Xuanfu Division, are all his targets.

Walking on the official road, Li Jizu felt emotional while looking around, he must not lose his vigilance.

Suddenly, a group of burly men walked out from both sides of the road, holding old knives and guns, arrogantly.

"Who are you?"

Li Jizu became vigilant and asked the whole army to be on guard, then he asked condescendingly.

"Ming army? Which group are you from?"

Zeng Ying narrowed her eyes and asked.

"Who are you?"

Li Jizu said angrily.

"I?"

Zeng Ying smiled and said: "The Ming army nearby is only the King of Hanyang in Luzhou. Unfortunately, Zeng Ying is here, and I hereby go north to seek refuge with the King of Hanyang."

"You are Zeng Ying?"

Li Jizu was surprised, his eyes were full of vigilance, last time Zhang Dingguo impersonated, could this one impersonate again?

"Like a fake replacement!"

Zeng Ying noticed his vigilance and said confidently:
"Although Zeng Ying's reputation is not well-known, Sichuan knows a lot. If you are worried, the general can find someone to identify him."

(End of this chapter)