Emperor Ming Dynasty

Chapter 80 Going to Hanzhong for Chinese New Year

After a short analysis, the Hanzhong Mansion is not worth mentioning, and it can be easily settled.

Everyone became excited, spit flying, full of optimism.

Seeing this scene, Xiong Yingjie was stunned: "This is a rebellion, this is a rebellion!"

It is really audacious to plan the state capital of the imperial court openly and aboveboard.

He looked around for someone who was awake, but he was disappointed, so excited.

Listening with dull eyes, Xiong Yingjie wanted to cry without tears: "I was born in martial arts, and I have studied the Four Books and Five Classics for decades, but I actually voted for the rebels. It's unfortunate for my family!"

And Zhu Yixi looked at the crowd with a smile on his lips.

From the very beginning, he had no intention of dealing with Hanzhong Mansion peacefully.

In other words, unless Sun Chuanting was reborn, he would absolutely not be able to legally control Hanzhong Mansion.

Therefore, we can only act in a hurry and become a warlord.

After all, Guanzhong is occupied by Chuangjun, and the news is not clear. What can the court do if it knows?
"This action is very meaningful, and it needs a slogan."

Zhu Yixi was quite excited.

"It's called Hanzhong who beat his mother—" Li Jizu excitedly said.

"It's better to call it a new house!" Zhao Shu said softly: "Everyone who has left their hometown can find a new home in Hanzhong."

"It's too frustrating, I want something easy to understand and festive."

Zhu Yixi shook his head and said with a smile: "Just call, go to Hanzhong to celebrate the New Year!"

"Go to Hanzhong for Chinese New Year—"

Hearing this slogan, Zhao Shu's eyes lit up, showing a knowing smile.

Chen Yongfu narrowed his eyes, as if thinking of something, pursed his thin lips, and just smiled like this.

The soldiers trembling in the winter wind yelled, "Go to Hanzhong for the Chinese New Year."

Chinese New Year is a beautiful word, it is the most desirable day of the year, eat well and dress well.

Shouting such slogans instantly aroused the soldiers' yearning, menacing, and morale soared.

With such soldiers and horses, Zhu Yixi rushed towards Nanzheng excitedly.

Along the way, in order to avoid leaking the news, he must catch everyone, especially hundreds of merchants.

However, he got some good news from these merchants: Nanzheng didn't know about Sun Chuanting's defeat and death.

Feiqiu Pass, Chai Pass, Inspection Department of Liuba County, Hutou Pass, Jitou Pass...

Zhu Yixi had the pleasure of going through three passes and killing six generals along the way.

It is really that these soldiers and horses are too useless. Hundreds of people surrendered directly.

When he came to Baocheng, he finally met decent resistance: "Who are you, dare to enter the city without authorization?"

"I am the governor of the three sides, the Minister of the Ministry of War, the governor of Jiangxi, Huguang, Jiangnan and Jiangbei military affairs, and the guerrilla general under Sun Chuanting's supervisor, Zhu Yixi!"

Stepping forward, the eloquent commander raised his head and said:

"Following the order of Governor Sun, I came to Hanzhong to suppress the thieves. I hope you will open the door and let me wait for the supplies."

"You, how many people do you have?" The head of the city finally came to his senses.

"10,000 people."

"You are not allowed to enter the city."

"I don't know what's wrong."

Zhu Yixi snorted coldly, and said, "Since our establishment, our army has never been proficient in attacking cities, so it's just a matter of time to practice."

So, without discussing anything, six thousand soldiers and horses began to cut wood and work, preparing to build ladders to attack the city.

Baocheng is a small city, not more than two feet high, and it can be climbed over with a ladder.

"This group of Qiuba is really coming!!" The officials and gentry at the top of the city were immediately dumbfounded.

If there are any casualties here, the city might be massacred.

So, in less than a moment, the gate of the city was opened, and the county magistrate of Baocheng said with a smile on his face: "I still hope to forgive the crime, it is really a last resort."

"I'm too lazy to tell you, let the soldiers in the city go with me to suppress the bandits."

Zhu Yixi took Baocheng simply and neatly, just to pave the way for the rear, and we will talk about money and food in the future.

Baocheng is only sixty miles away from Nanzheng, which can be called a barrier to the north.

At this time, the news of the army going south could no longer be concealed.

"General, those merchants and merchants have left a lot, and I'm afraid they will leak our news."

Li Jizu said seriously: "Do you want to arrest them all?"

"No need!" Zhu Yixi chuckled lightly, "How do you know that none of us are among these people?"

Li Jizu was at a loss.

"The general is learning the tricks of building slaves, and dispatching fine soldiers to merchants. If there is any disagreement, they will directly seize the door."

Zhao Shu put on a fur coat at this time, and said with emotion.

"Hehe, in the counties and counties of Liaodong, Jiannu knows more than the officers and soldiers, especially the secret work among the merchants, which shows their power."

Zhu Yixi snorted coldly, his tone quite unhappy.

In Liaoyang, the strongest city in Liaodong in the past, during the battle, the gunpowder depot at Ximen and the horse feed were on fire, and the Manchus fell into the city in one fell swoop.

In terms of time, Manqing is indeed professional.

In a sense, he just imitated.

"Congratulations, general, congratulations, general, Hanzhong is in the bag. With this as the foundation, we can fight against the intruders."

Zhao Shu smiled wryly and changed the subject.

"No rush!" Zhu Yixi shook his head, and said thoughtfully, "Okay, let's take Nanzheng down!"

"As ordered—"

Everyone agreed with a bang, and their morale was high.

Everything is carried out according to the predetermined strategy, and success is naturally inevitable.

Hanzhong Mansion, Nanzheng, Zhifu Yamen.

As the magistrate of Hanzhong, Jiang Quan is naturally extraordinarily leisurely compared with other places in Shaanxi.

In terms of population and taxation, Hanzhong is second only to Xi'an Prefecture. More importantly, because of the Qinling Mountains, there is no drought here, and this time is also an average year.

"When is the spring flower and autumn moon? How much do you know about the past?"

Accompanied by Meijiao Niang, with his hands up and down, Jiang Quan was very happy.

"Master Zhifu, something is wrong."

Qin Deshou, the commander of the Hanzhong Guards, rushed in in a panic, and hurriedly said: "A group of officers and soldiers came from Baocheng, and they will soon arrive in Nanzheng."

"What?" Jiang Quan hurriedly jumped up, and the concubine in his arms fell directly to the ground.

"Oh, sir~"

When Qin Deshou glanced over, the white steamed buns trembled, and his mouth felt parched.

Damn, I have to buy an oiran next time, it's so tempting.

"Officers and soldiers? How many people? Where did they come from?"

Jiang Quan asked one after another.

"The number of people can't be seen at a glance, it seems to be the Qin army of Sun Dushi."

Qin Deshou looked away with difficulty.

"Qin Jun?" Jiang Quan breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked in surprise: "What are they doing in Hanzhong? Isn't the intruder outside Tongguan?"

Just when the two were suspicious, the city gate was already besieged by soldiers and horses.

Jiang Quan stood on the top of the wall, furiously said: "You bastard, you dare to besiege the city, do you want to die?"

"I will open the door when I am ordered to suppress the thieves."

"Fart, a bunch of dogs!"

Jiang Quan said contemptuously: "I don't know what you are thinking? Hurry up and get away, even if Sun Dushi comes, it won't work."

Seeing that it was nothing but the banner of a guerrilla general, he dared to be so presumptuous.

Qin Deshou also said arrogantly: "All the soldiers and horses of my subordinates have entered the city. This small number of soldiers and horses can only come to die."

"If you want to open the city, unless my head is a chamber pot."

The two are full of confidence, and they really look down on the current soldiers and horses.

The city of Hanzhong is more than three feet high, with thousands of soldiers and horses, and there is no shortage of money and food. It has been repaired a few years ago, and it is impossible to be taken down.

"Boom—"

At this time, the city gate suddenly opened wide, and the suspension bridge on the moat fell uncontrollably.

"how is this possible?"

Jiang Quan and Qin Deshou were full of disbelief.

(End of this chapter)