The army cannot be without a commander for a day! Opposite the river is a army of hundreds of thousands of Beiming, and a coup broke out in the capital. With the fainting of the commander Shi Kefa, the entire Jiujiang army became panic.

Even for this, Yuan Jixian in Jiujiang City rushed over in panic. Following Chen Zilong, Hou Chaozong and others were worriedly guarding the central army's tent. Outside the tent, there were even five steps, one whistle and ten steps. There were even riflesmen who lined up bayonet formations like hedgehogs and watched in fear. It was not until 90 o'clock in the middle of the night that Shi Kefa woke up slowly.

The book says that people are extremely worried and can turn their heads white in one night! It seems that what they say is true. Shi Kefa is only in his early fifties now, but after such an old and haggard look, he is seventy years old, and no one will believe it.

Coughing, the old supervisor opened his eyes with difficulty and sat up on the bed. Chen Zilong, who had just been squinting, was immediately awakened by a shock. He hurriedly brought the water jug ​​beside him, and shouted happily at the back.

"The supervisor is awake!"

There is no need to be shocked when there is any change! Yuan Jixian and Hou Chaozong all came over, but Shi Kefa slowly hugged the water jar, took a sip, and then coughed again and asked.

"Where is the Marquis of Ningbo?"

"That guy and the other Jinyiwei's dogs were cut off and hung in front of the camp gate. Don't worry, the supervisor! Knowing the sinister intentions of Qian Zhe Gao Zhe, the whole army was full of morale and shouting to respond to the heavens and go to clear the king's side!"

Hou Chaozong immediately shouted out loudly. When he heard what he said, the older Chen Zilong couldn't help but shake his head heavily, and then he asked Shi Kefa again.

"What does the supervisor think?"

"Supervisor! Now the northern invaders are facing south, and the thieves on the opposite side of the river are extremely unstable. Now is not..., it is not a good time to clear the emperor's side!"

However, Yuan Jixian started to persuade him quickly and heavily, but after half of his words, he glanced at Chen Zilong and the others, and he changed his name.

At that time, no one could see the Battle of Poyang Lake. The New Taipei Prefecture that was thrown into was purely cannon fodder. At this time, the Jiujiang Border Defense Force was almost considered a group of Fushe. Even the Fushe people appointed by officers at all levels were equivalent to the private army of Fushe. No wonder the Donglin lineage was so afraid. At this time, Donglin cut the knife on Fushe. The Fushe party here naturally gritted his teeth and wanted to kill him back.

But Yuan Jixian is a neutral sect, slightly more than Fushe. To be honest, he can be considered a local sect. Since he became the governor of Jiujiang in the 13th year of Chongzhen, he has been here for more than ten years, and even the mountains and rivers of his hometown have forgotten it. This is his home!

Now that the situation in Jiujiang is about to break out, he really doesn't want to see the main force of Jiujiang returning to Yingtian to fight for power and profit.

But for Fushe, Shi Kefa was the commander of this army, especially the chief minister. In Jiangnan, a senior citizen, no one is as respected as he came. If Shi Kefa is willing to lead them to fight Yingtian under the banner of clearing the monarch, the combat effectiveness of the entire army will be improved by more than one level. If Shi Kefa is unwilling, even Chen Zilong will not have such prestige to suppress the entire army. He glared at Yuan Jixian heavily, but Chen Zilong did not speak anymore, but just looked at Shi Kefa's face that had grown a lot.

But once again, Shi Kefa fell silent. He just held the kettle and drank it sipped and even drank very carefully, as if the kettle was not ordinary well water, but nectar and jade liquid. After drinking a whole pot of water in the anxious eyes of the two groups, he waved tiredly.

"You guys, let's go down first!"

"I need to think about this matter!"

Everyone hoped that Shi Kefa could make the final decision and work hard for his own interests, but no one dared to force him. Chen Zilong finally took the lead and hugged his fists helplessly.

"I'm leaving!"

"The official is leaving!"

After helplessly following, Yuan Jixian also stood up.

However, the Governor of Jiujiang did not dare to return to Jiujiang City at all. He followed a few young generals from Fushe to withdraw from the central army. He immediately took a shack nearby and settled down nearby. Once there was a disturbance in the army, he could find a way nearby.

However, the heavy military pressure these days has indeed made the Governor of Jiujiang tired. After returning to the tent, Yuan Jixian felt that his eyelids were constantly fighting, and he couldn't hold on. He could no longer help but ask the servants to stare. He lay down on the wet and hard camp bed first, closed his eyes and narrowed his eyes.

The biggest lie of mankind is that I squinted for five minutes! I closed my eyes and opened them again, as if I had only been a short while, but I shook my head and it was already dawn outside. I suddenly had a clever heart, and Yuan Jixian ran out in a hurry. The next second, he was completely stunned.

The two servants were brought to the ground and lie on the ground without knowing life and death. The entire noisy camp in Jiujiang Poyang Lake in front of him was completely empty. In the morning mist, the empty military camp sheds were hazy like a ghost town. The only living person left, a father-in-law wearing a blue palace robe, also dumbfounded at everything in front of him. Listening to the footsteps behind him, the old eunuch who was sixty years old turned around with a wry smile and clasped his fists at Yuan Jixian.

"Mr. Yuan is awake?"

"Shi Gong asked our family to bring a message to Mr. Yuan!"

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"Shi responded to Tian and talk to the Lord Yuan, don't worry!"

Time and space flew, and it turned back to the west of Poyang Lake a few days later. The army camp of the Beiming army, Mao Jue, sent someone to Hudong for negotiations. Then, the scene of Yuan Jixian and the terrified person kneeling on the ground, just like what he had experienced yesterday. Yuan Jixian was tremblingly narrating what the eunuch Tian Fen told him.

As the only marching aide, Song Xiance couldn't help but show surprise on his face. Not only him, but also a group of graduate staff officers from Liaodong College also spoke in a low voice and muttered to himself a few words. Song Xiance turned around again and bowed heavily to Mao Jue.

"Congratulations to Your Majesty, congratulations to Your Majesty! Donglin and Fushe are fighting each other, no matter who wins! The strength of the gentry in Jiangnan will surely decline, and it is a good time for our dynasty to pacify Jiangnan! There is no need to make a big spoil and blood from the mountains and rivers, these sour scholars will make the country themselves..."

"His Majesty?"

After finishing excitedly, Song Xiance noticed that Mao Jue was not listening at all. Even his face was dull and full of disbelief. Looking at Yuan Jixian kneeling at his feet tremblingly, he was stunned. Song Xiance suddenly remembered that Yuan Jixian had just explained the Jiangdong form that the Donglin Party had killed many officials including Huang Zongxi, the leader of Fushe, in the name of Tongluo family and conspiring to rebel.

Who is Luo family in Yingtian at this time? It seems that only the shopkeeper Luo Ning who caused a lot of trouble and ran away a while ago, the lover of the Northern Emperor's son!

"Your Majesty, mourn! I hope your Majesty should put national affairs first!"

Song Xiance's voice became louder again, and this voice finally made Mao Jue feel relieved, but he was a little panicked and shook his head in surprise.

"Ai? Why am I? It's that bitch who is responsible for it! It's her! It's her..."

But when he stood up with the table, Mao Jue still didn't say anything. He looked down at Yuan Jixian who was so low that he dared not lift it up. He looked at Song Xiance, who was worried about looking at him, and a group of junior staff members who were unknown, and the new generals, Mao Jue suddenly waved tiredly again.

"Since Jiujiang has been gone, Song Qing and his ministers are ready to cross the river and pursue Liu Zongmin's remaining army! I am tired and want to stay alone for a while!"

"My..., I obey the order!"

He bowed hard, and then Song Xiance waved his hand to the staff behind him in a hurry. The two personal guards grabbed Yuan Jixian's shoulder from the side. In a blink of an eye, Mao Jue himself was left in the huge emperor's central army.

He looked at the dense marching map in front of him with a dull expression. Suddenly, Mao Jue's fist hit the table heavily and shouted irritably.

"Selita, come out for me!"

"What kind of red wine, white wine, my daughter Hong, I brought before coming? Take it out for me! I want to drink!"

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The Northern Ming Army will always be the most efficient army of this era. Even if the commander is not in the state, the command center composed of the officers' team can still effectively implement military strategies. After only half an hour of preparation, the details of the strategy plan for the army to cross Poyang Lake have been taken out. The Yangtze River Navy, who received the order, immediately went upstream and entered Poyang Lake in a form. The huge gunboat heads connected to the tail, and a tall land bridge had been built.

The capital infantry carrying bayonets and rifles, the royal cannon regiments pushing heavy cannons, and the royal knights riding tall Liao horses were majestic onto the boat bridge from Poyang Lake, and then got off the bridge at the other end. No matter how reluctant Yuan Jixian was, the capital Fifth Corps who forced his way through Poyang Lake still broke into Jiujiang City, untied the red and fire-like flag of Zhu Ming in the south, and replaced it with the black and black Mao Ming in the north.

The Southern Ming Dynasty's last important defense center for Jiujianghu in Jiangnan also fell into the hands of the northern army. From here to the east, there was no danger to defend, leaving only a flat horse.

Mao Jue is an emperor who pays great attention to public affairs. Unlike the emperors of all dynasties, he regards the imperial emperor as a job and a duty, rather than the rest of the emperors who regard the world as their family and the world, and does not distinguish between public and private. But today, Mao Jue is rarely willful. Crossing the river is so urgent, but he still willfully draws one and sails on the Yangtze River.

At the bow of the boat, there were already a lot of empty wine bottles on the table, red, white, medium, foreign, Spanish secretary Serita was surprised to hold a stack of documents and stayed there. This was the first time she saw the emperor in this state. She shook her heavy head and swayed toward the rushing Yangtze River. Mao Jue was still drinking heavily.

Although he was unable to get together in the end, no one was ruthless, let alone him, the emperor who traveled through time, could not regard women as dispensable fertility products like people of this era! When he went straight to Jiangnan from the north, he was indeed unforgivable, but now when he heard the news of her death, Mao Jue still felt empty and uncomfortable.

At the last moment, she must have been so scared and helpless!

Suddenly, another glass of wine was poured. This time, Mao Jue did not raise his head to drink it. In the scream of Serita, he bent out of the bow and half of his body, poured the crystal clear wine into the river, and moaned for a long sorrow.

"Respect the feather fan to cover the face! Respect the white clothes like immortals!"

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While advising the army to advance east, Song Xiance and other subordinates were still looking at the river in worry, but they were drunk. The next day, they had dark circles and bandages wrapped around their heads to relieve their headaches. Mao Jue still appeared in the army. overnight, the capital army only completed the mission of crossing the river of three corpses, but Mao Jue did not wait for a day. He led the first three corpses and left the large team. He also advanced lightly and headed straight for Yingtian City, the world whirlpool.

The whole road seemed to be filled with the neat footsteps of Sasha Sasha. The horse's hooves followed closely, holding the reins in his hand, and the cloak was swept up by the river wind behind him. Looking into the distance, the coldness that had not appeared for many years appeared solemnly on Mao Jue's face.
Chapter completed!