A century-old family that runs through the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 89

Lingbi is a small city.

Therefore, after accommodating [-] defeated troops, it seemed extremely crowded.

At this time, the city was filled with wailing sounds. The soldiers' armors were crooked, with frustrated expressions on their faces. They were holding broken weapons in their hands. Some even had empty hands and only a piece of clothing on them. The rest of their belongings were already gone. Lost everything in the process of escaping.

The flag was crooked, and there was an arrow feather stuck on it.

At this time, the Confederate army no longer had the momentum that it once had when it came to sweep the world.At this time, they only looked embarrassed and fearful of war.

Morale is extremely low.

Li Jinglong was sitting on the big chair of the county government office. He was devouring the exquisite meal.

"Sir, I have made arrangements for your orders. Although the small town is not big, it will try its best to collect enough food and grass for the army." Standing next to him was a middle-aged man wearing official robes. He was the county magistrate of Lingbi. .

"Well done." Li Jinglong nodded when he heard that his words were carried out. He finally had good news. With food, he would be sure to stick to the next step.

It was really hard for him to be able to plunder enough food and grass for a hundred thousand troops from such a small city.

Thinking of this, he raised his head and took another look at the county magistrate. Seeing that he had an elegant temperament, well-founded behavior, and ability, he couldn't help but feel good about him, and planned to ask the court for merit in the future:

"What's your name?"

"My Majesty Yan Baochen, you can just call me Baochen." The county magistrate beamed instantly.

Li Jinglong said "hmm".

For a big shot like him, being able to remember the name of the county magistrate is already a blessing to the other party.

At night, in the county magistrate's mansion.

A carrier pigeon stopped quietly at Yan Baochen's window, and the bamboo tube tied to its leg had been opened.

The county magistrate was sitting on a chair with a gloomy expression on his face.

The letter was crumpled into a ball in his hand.

There are a bunch of numbers on it, but he has translated them using corresponding books.

"If the Northern Army arrives, don't resist. Choose an opportunity to help them."

That's a letter from Nanjing.

It was not given to him specifically, but to all officials in the clan.

This represents the family's attitude.

The failure of the Battle of Suzhou completely determined the family's position, and the Duke of Yue turned to King Yan.

Soon, as if he had made a decision, Yan Baochen swallowed the letter and the tea, and then hurried out of the door.

On the second day after Li Jinglong's army arrived, the vanguard of the Northern Army arrived. This caught Li Jinglong off guard. He thought that the other party would at least reorganize their troops, but he didn't expect Zhu Di to know the truth of beating a snake and quickly pursue it. Come.

Lingbi is not a big city and cannot be defended for a long time, but even if only more than 3 cavalry from the Northern Army arrived, he would not dare to leave the city.

With the current morale of the Confederate army, they may be defeated by these tens of thousands of people.

He had no choice but to order the city defense to be consolidated, and not long after, Zhu Di personally led the army to arrive, and now it became even more impossible to leave.

Zhu Di had 15 men. After all, he had lost a considerable number of troops before, and he still had to leave soldiers to guard the surrendered enemies.

Zhu Di actually planned to besiege but not attack, and wait until the opponent's food supply was exhausted before engaging in a decisive battle. After all, how much food could Lingbi have? The Confederate army had already lost all its baggage and could not sustain it for long.

But now there is a better way. This method lies in the letter that Yan Keng received not long ago and was taken out of the city by an arrow.

That night, Li Jinglong had just arranged the defense matters and was about to go to bed, when he suddenly heard the sound of commotion coming from the city.

He turned around and opened the curtains, only to see raging fires burning in several streets within the city.

That night, the magistrate's servants and government officials set fires and made noises everywhere in the city.

The Confederate army was already frightened at this time. When they heard such a big movement, they thought it was the Northern Army entering the city, and they were immediately in chaos. The soldiers had already scattered and fled before the Northern Army started to attack the city.Yan Baochen took the opportunity to open the city gate with his men, and the Northern troops poured in like a tide.

The Confederate army was defeated.

When Zhu Di besieged the city before, he surrounded the north, west and east sides of Lingbi, but left the south side as the "must besieged" side.

At this time, the generals and soldiers of the Southern Army seemed to have found a way out. When they heard that there was no Northern Army at the south gate, they swarmed over there.

Open the door.

It's Bianhe River.

The remaining three roads were all blocked and there was no way to escape. Behind them were the Northern troops who were entering the city.

They turned around in despair and raised their weapons high.

In the two battles, more than 50 generals of the Southern Army from Marshal Li Jinglong on down were captured. The entire Southern Army of [-] was wiped out. Only tens of thousands of defeated troops who did not follow Li Jinglong to Lingbi survived.
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At this time, there was a smooth road in front of Zhu Di.

No city can stop him anymore.

Wherever his army went, the gates of cities were opened, and the guards and county magistrates stood at the door, respectfully offering food, gold, silver, and various books in the county.

But Zhu Di ignored these people. Their surrender was no longer important. He had only one goal in his eyes - Ying Tian.

As long as Yingtian is captured, the world will change hands. At this time, their surrender has no meaning.

After leaving a small garrison behind, he hurried away.

In February of the third year of Jianwen, Zhu Di arrived at the Yangtze River.

At this time, Zhu Yunwen was actually not very scared because Zhu Di did not have a navy.

As for Nanjing, there were naval escorts.

Even if he could collect some fishing boats and boats immediately, he would not be able to cross the Yangtze River.

But Zhu Di was also decisive. Under the offensive of a large amount of money and officials, the naval commander fell.

The most important thing is that the opponent has already reached the capital city. At this time, the general trend seems to be clear.

After the Northern Army rested calmly, they began to cross the river early the next morning.

At this time, Zhu Yunwen finally felt fear.

He sent Princess Qingcheng to negotiate with Zhu Di and expressed his willingness to divide the world equally with Zhu Di using the Yangtze River as the boundary.

Zhu Di flatly refused and said righteously:

"What I do is only for the sake of righteousness and bringing order to the world, not for the throne of the emperor!"

The princess who came to persuade him to surrender laughed angrily at him. Do you believe what you said?
But at this time, no one can really stop him.

The next morning, 12 Northern troops gathered by the river and prepared to board the ship.

"Cross the river!" Zhu Di was so high-spirited at this time.

The army boarded the ship and slowly sailed to the other side.

Stone City is under the rising sun in the early morning. The sunlight falling on the thick walls makes it look particularly majestic.

But facing this fortified city, the soldiers of the Northern Army did not have the slightest fear. They knew that the conquest along the way was about to usher in the final outcome. Now they are eager for war, hoping to break into this ancient city and establish themselves in the world. merit.

Yan Keng stood at the bow of the ship, silently looking at the ancient city of Yingtian.

A poem suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Wang Junlou's boat disembarked from Yizhou, and the king of Jinling lost his spirit. Qianxun's iron chain sank to the bottom of the river, and a flag fell out of the stone."

This situation is so similar.

(End of this chapter)