The best Daming golden turtle son-in-law

Chapter 233
Yang Ling was ordered, and he was additionally awarded the title of General Protector, who can command the [-] defenders of the capital.

He didn't understand whether Jiao Fang wanted to kill him at this time or had other intentions. In short, he was asked to organize the troops within a few days. The 3000 troops that Yang Ling was going to lead were the least effective troops, but he was used to bringing miscellaneous cards. army...

Without further ado, it is said that the Mongolian cavalry team will be able to rush to the foot of the capital city wall in the early morning of that day. Since Yang Ling has received the emperor's order, he will go back to the Tianyi Building to gather his original troops, and then go to the admiral of the nine gates with the order. General of soldiers.

This afternoon, the whole city was on alert, and everyone inside and outside the Yang Mansion was waiting.

The little princess brought the female soldiers, who were already in military uniform.

Xu Qi summoned all the Qingquan Musketeers. This time the number was large, about [-] soldiers were summoned. Even the master chefs who cooked for these soldiers picked up their kitchen knives and wanted to set off.

Hong Niangzi, Ma Binghuang, and about fifty bodyguards in Yang's residence also stood together.

These are the martial artists brought by the dead Liu Hu's family. Liu Hu had asked Yang Ling to arrange these martial arts practitioners in Yang Ling's house before his death.

The others turned out to be dozens of girls. Xue Yingying brought Xiaoxueer, Xiaohong, Xing'er, Xiaowen, Ling Ao, Mo Yu, Qiucai and other weak girls to come out to participate in the battle. Seeing them carrying small medicine boxes, it seems that they are going to organize a medical rescue team.

nor hinder.

Gathering talents together, Yang Ling found out that there are quite a lot of people under his command!
"Everyone... I really didn't expect you to have such courage and determination, willing to follow me, Yang Ling, to resist the enemy!"

Yang Ling choked up a little before speaking:
"Don't worry, I, Yang Ling, am definitely a man who values ​​friendship, and I will definitely repay people's favors!"

"Master Yang, you are too far-fetched," Ma Binghuang, the thickest in the group, came up with a big knife upside down, "When you were in Qingquan, you took us to fight and kill, to tell you the truth, before I met you I don’t know how his mother survived the past 20 years! I don’t know what’s wrong with following you, but I just feel that doing something is fun and motivated!”

"Old Ma is right," Xu Qi continued, wiping the long-barreled matchlock gun in his hand, "I am really looking forward to following Lord Yang to ascend to the lotus step by step."

"Brothers, thank you for your love." Yang Ling cupped his hands at everyone, "I didn't expect the Mongolian soldiers to fall from the sky. I once thought about the disadvantage of them coming from the sea, that is, they can't go back to the desert, but they are really so fearless. The dead are coming, that's fine, let them taste the power of our muskets!"

"Defeat them!"

"Defeat them!"

"Let's get ready. Everyone equips their weapons. We have already produced a large number of our new muskets, right? Xu Qi, please call Philip, and by the way, Yang Zhong and Uncle Yang, let them take all the manufactured guns. The muskets are all brought here!"

"Yes!"

After a while, Xu Qi came with Philip, and some servants carried big boxes one by one, and "Dang Dang" and "Dang Dang" put the boxes on the ground one by one.

Yang Zhong followed behind.

"Mr. Yang Ling, what's going on, why are you so anxious to ask me to bring these products here?"

Philip was still at a loss as to what was going on.

"Philip, Uncle Zhong, how many guns have you produced in total?"

"This batch of [-] matchlock guns has been adjusted and can be used directly. There are still [-] guns in the warehouse. They have just been made and have never been fired. There is no confidence in going to the battlefield."

"You mean we can take out [-] guns to equip the team?"

Yang Ling was overjoyed, of course he knew Jiao Fang's idea to let him lead people to fight this first round, maybe he didn't feel at ease, and wanted to use the hands of Mongolian soldiers to wipe out all my people, so I won't let you do what you want.

"Listen up. After all the preparations are complete, we will go to receive the 3000 troops assigned to us. We will take the troops and go out of the city to fight against the Mongolian soldiers!"

"Yes!"

Yang Ling was dumbfounded when he saw the soldiers and horses in Wucheng, and said that he had given three thousand soldiers and horses, but the three thousand soldiers were not all in place, and the number of horses was pitifully small. , It's all for nothing!
"Call me the person in charge of the Wucheng Bingma Division!"

"grown ups!"

"Crack!" Yang Ling put the matchlock gun on his forehead, "The enemy is now, and you have so many empty-handed soldiers under your command. Originally, there were three thousand soldiers, but I only have one thousand left for you to give me." 800 people, bullying me can’t count? Where are the [-] people? Damn, I’m missing one person! I’ll shoot you! Find someone for me!”

"My lord!" The commander of Wucheng Bingma Si paralyzed from fright and passed out first. Yang Ling was really going crazy with anger. Ling roared, "Call your wife, son, and grandson over to me, come on top!"

"What should I do, my lord?" Xu Qi and Pan Yu came over to ask Yang Ling what he thought.

"Hmph..." Yang Ling really didn't expect that Daming's internal rot had reached this level, and he was losing chains everywhere. He had to go to the Ministry of War to make a big fuss, and find Li Dongyang to find a way to gather people to join forces.Now Li Dongyang is also in a state of desperation.

Yang Ling is preparing for war here. In another part of the capital, a group of people are also plotting. Kneeling upright, his precious son Li Xin, and Zhu Bin, the son of King Ning, got angry:
"You said that these gifts were sent by the rebellious King Ning? You accepted the gifts? You are trying to push our old Li's family into the abyss, do you know? Why are you colluding with the Mongolian bandits? My God! What a crime! Come on, bring me the sword, and I will kill you traitor with my own hands! Then I will send this traitor to the imperial court!"

"Master!" Many people rushed forward, knelt at Li Song's feet, begging for mercy this time, Young Master, he was just wayward.

"Father, I..." Li Xin said anxiously, "Here is a letter written by King Ning. He said that as long as you surrender, he will make you king!"

It was better if Li Song didn't listen to this, but when he heard it, he was furious and took the letter over, without even looking at the "tear", "tear" and smashed it to Li Xin's face.

He stepped on it again, scolding like an old lady while stepping on it:
I will make you king!Let you become the king!Let you become the king! "

"Father, I won't hide it from you. I have already made up my own mind and secretly sent our family tree to King Ning. Now I am coming back!"

"What?" Li Song stiffened as if struck by lightning.

"I stole it," Li Xin said, "our people were bullied by Yang Ling in the capital, and Yang Ling relied on the emperor's back to support him. I was really angry in my heart, so I..."

"Slap!" Li Xin was slapped heavily.

"Hmph, anyway, I have already written a letter of surrender to King Ning, and handed in the certificate of surrender."

"What is the nomination?"

"Oh, I sent the minister Jiao Fang's old father to the south. Now Jiao Fang doesn't want to surrender. He said he would be our man."

"Ah!" Li Song was so angry that he almost fainted. He threw his long sword on the ground with a clang, sighed for a long time, and said, "This is the end of the matter. You have already dragged your father into the pit of fire. What choice do I have?" ? You two rebels... get up first!"

"father!"

"Tonight we will act and kill people!"

(End of this chapter)