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Yijiangmen.

Yang Xin's eyes under the golden mask slowly swept through the crowds of people on both sides of the Taiwan Strait...

Of course you have to wear a mask in such a dangerous occasion.

Yesterday, he didn't see any old friends in the bridgehead. The Yuzhangshe did not actually appear on the front line. By the way, Li Mingrui is the commander. He would definitely not appear in the bridgehead blocking and such an obviously dangerous situation. People have to take command from behind.

Including Wen Zhenmeng and others.

To put it bluntly, these are all cunning enough to not really risk their lives.

As for the matter of charging ahead, just leave it to a powerful general like Zhang Pu.

In this way, even if they really fail, they will be able to escape. Anyway, they are all candidates who go to Beijing to take the exam. Of course, if the canal is blocked, they can only be blocked inside. It is not said that they are just accomplices. As juren, they cannot use their future as a joke and fool the scholars and children to charge forward. These juren who are about to take the exam soon can command the command behind them.

Scholars need a good reputation, because good reputation can make scholars from all over the world favor them.

This way they will easily pass the imperial examination.

But the juren does not need it. All the juren needs is to reach the capital safely, and then the extremely glorious future is already waiting for them.

It's not a joke.

But today's decisive battle...

"I haven't come yet!"

Yang Xin said sadly.

On the river surface in front of him, dozens of large and small ships completely blocked the canal, and like a water village, all the ships were close together. In addition to the edges on both sides, the small sampan could pass through at most, and the river water below could hardly be seen. All the ships were covered with green insects, and they were even ready for battle, such as the Confucius tablets, the Taichang tablets and the Wanli tablets that had just been buried, and they were all very large, so they could be used as shields.

In addition, there should be domestic slaves who should be led by each guarding the two wings.

To be precise, they stood on both sides of the entire fleet, holding large bamboo poles, stones, slingshots and other flanks that were preparing to resist the enemy's flanks.

There are still some advantages to defense.

This shows that they were also ready to fight last night.

But the problem is that an old friend didn't see it, and even Wen Zhenmeng didn't see it.

"Yang Qianshi, we can't fire any more. After we get the tablets of the late emperor and the Emperor of the Emperor of the Shenzong, those civil servants will stalemate after we go back."

The Jinyiwei beside Yang Xin whispered.

Yang Xin nodded indifferently.

He wasn't ready to use the cannon.

But what this subordinate said is right. It is definitely not possible to attack the tablets of Taichang, Wanli, and even Confucius.

If there is such a thing, the apocalypse can only give him some symbolic punishment.

These blue insects knew this, so they made these tablets like shields, obviously using this method to block his cannons. They were also frightened by Yang Xin's cannon yesterday, knowing that this treacherous minister is actually extremely cruel and must have better means, and these tablets are.

Moreover, Chen Daoheng, Li Yangzheng and Yuan Shizhen around were also supervising with their respective armies.

These people are obviously accomplices.

If he made a principled mistake, these people would definitely take action. They did not have the right to capture the Jinyiwei, but if the cannons of the Bandit Army destroyed these tablets, they would have reason to stop them by force, and even fire directly at the Bandit Army was justified and well-founded.

Because according to the criminal law, this is a major rebellion.

One of the three major charges for raiding the house was to rebel and rebel.

Destroying mountain tombs, ancestral temples, and palaces is considered a great rebellion, and it is to be executed by Lingchi. Destruction of these tablets can be considered a great rebellion if it is bitten to death.

"Do you know anything here?"

Yang Xin asked Yan Shenggong.

"The one holding the throne of the late emperor and yelling at you is Wu Jin Shengren Zhuang Yinghui. The first one on the left of the ship next to him is Huguang Shengren Ye Chuchun. The one holding the Confucius tablet on the ship next to this ship is Fang Dayou, a juren from Huzhou. I know these three of them at the front. I can't see clearly if you are farther away. The left and right are all juren from all over the south of the Yangtze River. Most of them have prominent families. Why don't you fire your cannon? What about your cannon?"

Yan Shenggong said.

It can be seen that he is in a much better mood.

"What cannon is fired? With my loyalty to Emperor Shenzong, how could I fire at the position of Emperor Shenzong?"

Yang Xinyi said righteously.

Fang Dayou!

Ye Chuchun seems to be the same as the traitor who left his name in the biography of the Shiquan Old Dog.

"Prepare the ship, I will explain it with great righteousness!"

He said.

Then, under the hundreds of thousands of pairs of shocked gazes on both sides of the strait, he just held up a small boat and felt like his brain was sucking.

Then……

Then he was hit back with a stone.

"Yan Shenggong, it's your turn!"

Yang Xin came back with the traces of stones on the golden mask, and then handed the trumpet to Yan Shenggong.

Yan Shenggong sighed.

Then he was forcibly carried onto the ship by four soldiers of the bandit army and also went to speak out with great righteousness.

Then……

Then he was thrown back by the stone.

Poor Yan Shenggong, with the bloody wound on his face, silently looked at Yang Xin and returned the trumpet to this bastard.

"Why don't you treat Yan Shenggong quickly!"

Yang Xin said to the doctor beside him.

The latter quickly treated Yan Shenggong, while Yang Xin set his sights on Li Chengzuo.

The latter was not as pretentious as Yan Shenggong. He quickly took over the trumpet, then picked up another big shield, and went to tell the green insects with confidence.

Then……

"It's simply unreasonable!"

Yang Xin said indignantly as Hou Fengcheng limped onto the shore.

Obviously, the shield is not protected enough.

"Yang Qianshi, this generation is indeed unreasonable!"

The latter scolded him indifferently and returned the trumpet to him.

"The Marquis of Fengcheng also believes that decisive measures should be taken?"

Yang Xin said.

"Well?"

Fengcheng Hou was stunned.

"Marquis Fengcheng, do you also think that you should take decisive measures?"

Yang Xin asked.

Yan Shenggong next to him looked at Li Chengzuo gloatingly.

The expression on Li Chengzuo's face was very wonderful, and he was worried and entangled there...

"Marquis Fengcheng, show some masculinity!"

Yan Shenggong continued to gloat.

"Yes, yes!"

Li Chengzuo said gritting his teeth.

He is really going to give up now.

If you are notorious, you should be notorious. After you have submitted this letter of fame, you will officially join the eunuch party and become the person you valued by the emperor. Anyway, he has been accused of helping the evil spirit during this period. Even if you want to return to the ranks of loyal ministers and righteous men, it is probably impossible. I don’t know how to do this in the future. Anyway, it seems that there is no loss now, but there will be an indispensable benefit. Besides, no matter what, his family still has an iron coupon!

"Then let's listen to Fengcheng Hou!"

Yang Xin said.

"Prepare to arrest, those who resist will be killed without any hesitation!"

He then turned around and said to Huang San.

"Don't hurt the tablets of the Shenzong and the late emperor!"

Li Chengzuo quickly added.

"You guys, my ancestors, are ready!"

Yan Shenggong had no choice but to add.
To be continued...