“…Please cherish your blessing.”

As the boat sailed, Bai Ning sat on the chair, his heart was undulating with the waves, he rubbed the gilded copper box blankly, his fingers trembled slightly, and when he closed his eyes, tears flowed down from the corners of his eyes, dry, and he could only hear the whispering sounds by himself, apologizing: "…Please forgive my selfishness."

He opened the table cabinet, put the copper box in, closed it, and locked it.

...

The ship shook slightly, and someone was shouting outside at this time.

"The Lord, I've been docked."

Cao Shaoqin was waiting outside the cabin with his sword in hand. The figure in the inside slowly walked out. He felt a stern and couldn't help but take a step back. The admiral's expression was the same as usual, but subconsciously he seemed to see a burning wildfire at any time. A convulsion passed by his body, as if he was also feeling a little weak, and he didn't know what happened to the governor in the cabin.

"After getting off the boat, I notify Lin Chong, Luan Tingyu and the others to go there first. Hangzhou should be closed this time, but one or two city gates will be opened soon. Then there will be people from the martial arts world coming and going, so they can take the opportunity to disguise themselves in Yang Zhi and adapt to the situation. We will find another suitable opportunity to enter the city."

The ordinary words were said from Bai Ning's mouth and there was a slight change. As for what they became, he couldn't hear them. At this time, their team was a little larger, about two thousand people, and they had to scatter some of them on the ship. After a while, it should be to enter Hangzhou. When encountering the Ming Cult patrol *.qulu. The chance of riding will be very high. There will be a lot of people and the goal will be great. You must first find a place to settle it and then make the next plan.

Along the way, five hundred people were separated to accompany him. Lin Chong, Luan Tingyu and Ling Zhen took away more than a dozen Jinyiwei. After disguising himself as a gangster, he rushed to Hangzhou City as if he was going to meet an opportunity.

In the northwest of Hangzhou, there are unknown villages and towns.

The black smoke column rose into the sky in the extinguished fire. There were few people in the field of view. Some of them were just broken tiles, and the smell of burnt was filled with the air. Then someone hid in the destroyed house. The figures should be an elderly person or a child.

"The military discipline of those people in the Ming Cult is fine enough. Is he really need to deal with it?" Jin Jiu beat a broken wall with one hammer and shouted in anger. He wanted to help some people in a bad mood, but was grabbed by Gao Duannian, and the other party shook his head.

Bai Ning and his group went deeper, and on the way, they could see the corpses buried in the ruins, and they could not tell the difference between men and women. Occasionally, they saw a pair of **** feet and white and tender thighs stretched out in a certain pile of firewood or haystack, and they were still motionless with blood stains. It seemed that they were dead. This place should have been temporarily brought up by Fang La, a army composed of the gangsters of the world, and it was a place that had just been sorted out.

"ah…."

Two golden hammers hit the ground, and Jin Jiu felt so stuffy in his chest, "I can't stand it, I want to kill these dog-fucking guys."

"Nonsense, who can you kill now?"

Bai Ning turned around and glared at him, "I want to kill people more than anyone else, but who can we kill now? Exposing our identity and position, we can only hide in the rivers. People are dead. What we have to do is to prevent more people from dying, and just avenge these dead people. Put away all emotions for me."

"Help the living villagers, bury the dead, and give them a piece of clothing to wear when the naked woman is wearing them. Even if she is a ghost, she can't let them lose face."

He said, and left.

In the dilapidated village that had just been sorted out, there was no possibility that the enemy would come again. The accompanying people soon found a small courtyard that had barely been destroyed and set up a temporary camp here.

Then various news gathered here from east to west, from south to north, and were temporarily analyzed and summarized by Bai Ning, Cao Shaoqin, and Gao Duannian. Some people kept letting out carrier pigeons, and spies sneaked in quietly threw the notes with the message and left again.

"Within half a month, what do these people want to do when they plunder so much food? "

Gao Duannian was surprised when he looked at the information summarized and couldn't help but look at the person in charge at the desk.

"They want to use the city to raise soldiers and accumulate a large amount of grain into the prefectures and Hangzhou cities. With these food and grass, they must want to drag the imperial army to fight. As long as they repel a few encirclements, they will have a chance to breathe." Cao Shaoqin took the conversation and continued: "They want to... to rule the river. They were originally from the southerners. As long as they were time, they could gain a foothold. It would be difficult for the imperial court to destroy them at that time."

Bai Ning weighed the note in his hand and said, "It is easy for Tong Shumi to defeat Mu, She and Qu, the three outer cities. After all, he brought all the imperial generals who could fight, but it would be a bit difficult to break Hangzhou. The walls of Hangzhou are high and wide. The Eight Cavalrymen in Fang La's army are still very powerful. If they are all pulled back and shrank into the city, it will not be a problem to rely on their elite soldiers to guard for a year or two. However, the court cannot always send 200,000 troops to conquer the rebellious turmoil for a year or two. Logistics supply is a big problem, and face is also a big problem."

He said so much for the first time, and seemed to feel that he was talking too much. Bai Ning gradually turned cold and knocked on the simple table, and said the final words with a low and gloomy tone.

"Finding the food and grass accumulation point in the city, outside the city, and then burned it in a fire before Tong Guan's army came."

The goal of coming this time was finally settled, and then to find ways to implement it, relying on one or two thousand people to accomplish such a thing in more than 100,000 troops, life and death will be unknown...

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In Hangzhou, after the Ming Cult entered the city, the entire city was in a military disaster.

The sky was filled with an unknown atmosphere, and there were smoke and blood everywhere, and the bodies were everywhere. There were soldiers from the Wu Dynasty, some of them were injured by accident or intentional. They had become less important in this chaos. When night fell, the wailing of the dead could still be heard in the dark night sky and the woman screamed shrillly.

The lights are brilliant and the shadows are noisy.

In the city, the original royal mansion became a temporary palace, and on the throne, a man named Fang La sat upright.

"It is the law that is equal, no distinction between superiority and inferiority." He murmured this sentence and looked at the followers who bowed down. However, he knew in his heart that once he was crowned, the words he had once made him proud would have completely turned into jokes.

But if the crown is not given, the people below will be unwilling to accept it.

He suddenly found himself in a vicious circle, inside a cycle...
Chapter completed!