"Ah!"

"Ah! Ahh!"

Li Lian sneezed three loud sneezes.

"Assi, who is this bastard who is planning me behind my back?"

Just as he was complaining, Park Dong-hee quietly came to Li and said, "Majesty, I have observed the surroundings just now, and the Ming army's security is obviously tighter than yesterday. We'd better postpone the action."

Before he dared to love, Li used the names of his subordinates falsely. He is really a cunning guy.

"The Ming army's security is tighter?" Li frowned and said, "It shouldn't be, what happened?"

"I don't know." Another confidant named Jin Zaiyu said, "But there are indeed a lot of Ming army guard posts on the four gates and docks of Gaizhouwei, and you must have a road to enter and exit."

"Is that so." Li frowned and said, "Could it be that some important person is coming?"

"Big man?" Park Dongxi whispered, "Could it be the emperor of the Ming Dynasty?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Jin Zaiyu knocked on Park Dongxi's forehead forcefully, "How could the emperor of the Ming Dynasty come to Liaodong where the birds don't shit? Are you free?"

While he was talking, a group of Ming troops with guns and live ammunition drove over.

The leading general of the Ming army is wearing a scarlet shirt and a breastplate.

This kind of breastplate is forged from an iron plate, thin but extremely tough.

In the past two years, the breastplate over the shirt has gradually become the standard dress of Ming soldiers.

Many scholars do not wear cotton armor on the battlefield, but only wear a shirt with a breastplate, and at most add a back armor and a cape. This kind of clothing is indeed very powerful.

Taking a closer look, the person who came was clearly Xu Yingwei, the chief general of the Ming army.

Seeing Xu Yingwei leading a group of Ming troops over, the three of Li suddenly became tense, and the right hands of Park Dongxi and Jin Zaiyu subconsciously stretched to their waists, ready to take out their homemade crude weapons.

Li hurriedly stopped him with a wink, do you two want to court death?

Park Dong-hee and Kim Jae-woo finally gave up the idea of ​​resistance.

In any case, Gaizhou Guard has tens of thousands of Ming troops, and they can't win.

"Pu Dongxi." Xu Yingwei smiled and said to Li, "Come with me."

Li couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief when he found out that Xu Yingwei didn't come to settle accounts with them. He thought it was a secret plot to escape, but luckily it wasn't.

……

Looking at the pier in front of him, Zhu Cijiong's heart fluttered.

Gaizhouwei, here I come!Liaodong, I, Zhu Cijiong, are here!Ho ho ho!
It was the first time that he had the opportunity to lead the army alone, and the first time he had the opportunity to escape from the protection of his father's wings. The excitement in Zhu Cijiong's heart can be imagined. The blood in his veins seemed to be boiling.

At this time, Zhu Cijiong didn't know what kind of situation he was about to face.

But even if he knew, Zhu Cijiong would not care. As the saying goes, a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger, young people are always fearless, and always dare to challenge all authority and all unknowns in the world.

"Prince Ding, Xu Weijian has brought troops to the pier to meet you."

The accompanying Xia Wanchun pointed to the pier not far ahead and said with a smile.

I don't know what Chongzhen was thinking, but he assigned the 17-year-old Zhu Cijiong a lieutenant. Yes, Xia Wanchun was Zhu Cijiong's lieutenant.

"Brother Duan, pack up, let's get off the boat." Zhu Cijiong said loudly.

The long voyage of more than half a month really bored Zhu Cijiong, so before the ship stopped, Zhu Cijiong jumped directly from the side of the ship to the pier.

As a result, one of them didn't stand firm after landing, and fell like a dog eating shit.

This is actually a normal phenomenon. Zhu Cijiong has been on the boat for more than half a month, and his body is already used to the undulating and swaying deck of the sea boat. As a result, he felt a little uncomfortable when he stepped on the ground at first.

Land-sickness is a normal phenomenon, but this fall is really embarrassing.

Xu Yingwei happened to see this scene when he brought Xu Wuniu, Li and the others over.

Seeing Zhu Cijiong who was prostrate in front of him, Xu Yingwei stepped forward to help him, it seemed like it would be bad if he didn't step forward to help him, I really wish I could disappear on the spot, I wish I hadn't seen this scene.

"Hey, it's hasty." Zhu Cijiong jumped up and said with a smile, "Xu Gejian, you didn't see anything."

"Observe the decree." Xu Yingwei suppressed a smile and gave Zhu Cijiong a long bow, and said in a clear voice, "The military department of the Minister's House of Internal Affairs is in Shizhong, and Xu Yingwei sees King Ding."

Standing behind Xu Yingwei, Li's expression froze when he heard this. He turned out to be a prince?

As a descendant of the clan of the Joseon Kingdom, Li still knew a thing or two about Daming's titles. According to Daming's etiquette system, the first-word king was usually a prince, and the second-word king was a county king.

Unexpectedly, the man in front of him was actually a prince of Daming.

Before the Chongzhen Dynasty, Daming did not have such a prince as Dingwang, so it can be seen that this person is probably Chongzhen's direct son, and the appointment of the prince should have happened in recent years, otherwise he would not have known about it.

With this in mind, Li also followed Chang Yi to the ground.

"Pingshen." Immediately, King Ding's voice sounded in his ear, "Get up, everyone."

When Li Zai straightened up, he saw that Xu Yingwei had also straightened up, pointing to him and said: "Prince Ding, this Pu Dongxi is a son of a famous family in Korea."

"You are Park Dongxi?" Zhu Cijiong turned his gaze to Li.

Li Jing involuntarily bowed down again: "Pu Dongxi, the guilty minister of North Korea, see His Royal Highness King Ding of Ming Dynasty."

"Pingshen." Zhu Cijiong said solemnly again, "Da Ming already knew about the accidents that happened in North Korea. The emperor said that the crime was not in North Korea, so you don't have to feel guilty about it."

Li Dao: "Pu Dongxi would like to thank the Emperor Daming for his generosity on behalf of North Korea."

"No need." Zhu Cijiong waved his hand and said again, "You don't have to worry too much, because Gu came here this time just to help your North Korea get out of chaos and get rid of slavery."

"Help us in North Korea to bring order out of chaos and get rid of slavery?"

Li Wenyan was really surprised and happy, but also a little suspicious.

The main reason is to suspect that the Ming army is talking big and has no ability to do this.

To be honest, North Korea was really afraid of being beaten by Jiannu. First, Dingmao was reckless, and then Bingzi was reckless. North Korea was really helpless in the face of Jiannu, and was almost beaten to death.

In the film and television dramas made by Bangziguo, Goryeo or North Korea are so powerful that they often defeat the Central Plains Dynasty or the northern barbarians, but in fact the history is reversed.

Goryeo or North Korea in history is actually very tragic.

It was this tragic history that made the Bangzi people feel extremely inferior, and then began to frantically falsify the history, compiling a history of ancient Korea that did not exist at all, but even they themselves thought it was too fake after compiling, so I started to recognize my ancestors everywhere, and I had to recognize the ancestors of other people's families as my own ancestors.

In a word, the ancestors of the Bangzi Kingdom have never been rich.

In the seventeenth century, he was beaten by Jiannu to doubt his life.

Therefore, Li did not believe that the Ming army was really capable of helping North Korea defeat Jiannu.

"That's right." Zhu Cijiong said with a smile, "Help you get rid of the slavery of Jianu."

"Get rid of Jiannu?" Li shook his head and said, "It's not that simple."

"Of course things are not that simple." Zhu Cijiong continued with a smile, "If it were simple, would you need to go to Liaodong alone? In a word, do you Koreans want to get rid of the slavery of Jiannu?"

"Of course I want to." Li said without hesitation, "Jiannu is brutal. We North Korea dream of getting rid of Jiannu's slavery and becoming a vassal state of Ming Dynasty again. They are afraid, so they will try their best to obstruct it, and Jian Nu will never sit idly by."

"You don't have to worry about this, Gu came here this time not alone."

After Zhu Cijiong finished speaking, he pointed to the navy warship behind him, and then said: "Look, Gu also brought three thousand elite soldiers, which is enough to wipe out the opposition forces in North Korea and the reinforcements for Jiannu."

Li looked in the direction of Zhu Cijiong's finger, and saw groups of Ming soldiers coming down the gangway from the warship.

Although Li is very young, he has seen the Ming army in Liaodong many times before. In his impression, most of the Ming army, except for a few servants of the generals, are very thin and weak, and they can fall to the ground when the wind blows.

Moreover, Ming Jun's expression was very dull, and there was no trace of expression in his eyes.

However, the Ming army in front of him was completely different from the Ming army in his memory.

The Ming army in front of them all looked very strong, and their eyes were extremely sharp, and the mandarin duck battle jackets and cloth face armor on their bodies were also brand new.

The Ming army in front of him is not easy to mess with.

Li was a little moved. With these three thousand Ming troops, maybe there is a chance to get rid of slavery?

However, nearly ten years of hostage life has made Li a lot more mature, so he is not in a hurry to speak, let alone hastily admitting the identity of the proton.

When Li wanted to speak again, he was interrupted by Xu Yingwei.

"Ding Wang, this is not a place to talk, let's go back to Gaizhou City and talk about it."

Li also took the opportunity to say: "It's such a big matter, I'm a small minister, and I have to go back and discuss it with my tribe, and then I can decide whether to raise righteous soldiers anyway."

"Then go back and discuss with your clansmen first." Zhu Cijiong waved his hand.

After Pu Dongxi was sent away, Zhu Cijiong followed Xu Yingwei into Gaizhou Acropolis.

I saw that Gaizhou Acropolis at this time has changed from the run-down and desolate at the beginning of the year, and has become lively and prosperous again. There are even more than 100 households living in the city, most of whom are Han people who escaped.

Zhu Cijiong said as he walked, "Xu Gejian, you must not be mistaken, right? This guy is really a son of the Korean clan? Why does Gu feel that he doesn't look like him?"

"Prince Ding, don't worry, this guy must be a son of the Korean clan." Xu Yingwei said very firmly, "It's just that he has been a hostage for many years, and he is used to living a precarious life, so he is timid."

After a pause, he said again: "I can even be sure that this guy is Li, the third son of the Joseon King Li Ji."

"That's good." Zhu Cijiong breathed a sigh of relief, and said again, "As long as he is a son of the Joseon clan, it doesn't matter whether it is Li Zong's second son Li Hao or the third son Li Yao."

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