On the ninth day of December, a huge army lined up on the south bank of the Yangtze River, along the pontoon bridge built by dozens of ships, and headed towards the north bank.

In the early sunny weather, many people watched the army cross the river on the south bank of the Yangtze River, only to see that those soldiers were all wearing cotton clothes, carrying spears, and cutting short hair on their heads, especially the pig's tail braids were gone, and they looked quite energetic.

Many people are excitedly discussing, everyone has seen this Manchu soldier, nothing surprising, those green battalion soldiers are dressed like Huazi, there is no prestige of the Celestial Empire at all, but the soldiers of the Han Army look more like Wang Shi.

Just when the big guy was talking excitedly, an old man dressed dirtily squeezed in from behind, his gray hair was scattered, and he looked like he had just untied his braids, and he was still carefully holding a bowl of rice wine in his hand, and he didn't know where he got it.

After the old man squeezed in, he stood up straight, protected the wine in his hand, looked at the scene in front of him, couldn't help but burst into tears, and said loudly: "The king is going to the east to go to the east, it is really strong and fast." The old man has no power to bind the chicken, so he uses a bowl of thin wine to salute all the soldiers of the Eastern Crusade! ”

After saying a hearty speech, he drank all the wine in his hand, and then threw the bowl on the ground, which frightened the onlookers.

Zhou Fenglai, the prefect of Jiujiang who had just been appointed by the Fu Han Army, was leading the patrol battalion in the city to organize the people on the shore to prevent a stampede, but he unexpectedly saw this scene, and he was a little surprised, so he asked the people on the side.

"This old gentleman doesn't look like an ordinary person, do you know what it is?"

When Ningyu wants to cross the river from here, Zhou Fenglai can't help but be less cautious, if something goes wrong, his sin will be great.

The people who were watching the excitement on the side heard the official master's question, and they were startled, and a few people quickly knelt on the ground and said honestly: "Back to my lord, that old man is usually crazy and often full of nonsense, don't be like him." As for the origin of the old man, the little one is not clear. ”

Zhou Fenglai just asked casually, and didn't take it to heart, seeing that Ning Yu's personal guards in front of him gradually came over, he couldn't help but feel a little more anxious, so he skipped the matter and trotted all the way to greet Ning Yu.

It has been two days since the big festival, Ning Yu has worn two cotton clothes, and there is a layer of iron armor on the outside, which looks a lot burly, in fact, because of how busy things are during this time, Ning Yu's whole person has lost a lot of weight, and he looks a little haggard.

"Qiyu Metropolitan Governor, Zhou Feng, the prefect of Jiujiang, is here to greet him, and now the army is halfway through, and it will take about two hours to reach the north bank. This time, all the logistics have been dispatched by the lower officials, and the boats used to build the pontoon bridge and the accounts of the people have been handed over to the Governor's Office. ”

Zhou Fenglai knelt on the ground honestly, and reported to Ning Yu at 1510, but his body trembled slightly.

Ning Yu got off the horse, stretched out his hand to help Zhou Fenglai, and said with a smile: "Yunsheng, I haven't seen you for a few days, I see that you have lost a lot of weight, and you have worked hard!" ”

Zhou Fenglai was originally an old man in the Chu Palace, he was a household deacon in the Chu Palace, he was diligent and competent, and he was quite appreciated by Ning Zhongyuan, so he wanted to promote him, but there were so many positions in the palace, and he couldn't arrange it for the time being.

You must know that the location of Jiujiang is quite critical and dangerous, it is the gateway of the entire lake and Guangdong, if you can hold Jiujiang, Wuchang will be at ease, so the candidate in this position is very important, and Zhou Fenglai is indeed quite talented, not long after taking office, he will find out all the affairs of Jiujiang, and he has also been valued by Ning Yu.

Zhou Fenglai saw that Ning Yu treated him so politely, and he was a little more moved in his heart, and said in a low voice: "Dadu Governor, this is a matter within the duty of the lower officials, I don't dare to be praised by the Grand Governor, but I can't fight on the battlefield with the Grand Governor, and the lower officials deeply regret it." ”

Ning Yu laughed, he knew the details of this Zhou Fenglai, "At the beginning, you followed my father in the army, and you were used to seeing life and death, but now you have changed from martial arts to literature, and you are not ambiguous in doing things, it seems that my father's ability to be a person, I am far behind!" ”

Everyone laughed together, and just when the atmosphere of the scene was jubilant, the gray-haired old man found it, looked at Ning Yu, who was laughing and talking with Zhou Fenglai, and didn't speak, so he knelt directly on the ground, his hair was scattered and draped, looking quite messy.

"The old man has lived a lifetime in a sloppy manner, and today I finally met my Han family's Wang Shi! It's been more than 40 years, more than 40 years! ”

Zhou Fenglai was a little nervous when he saw this old man of unknown origin, for fear that it was a bandit who came to assassinate Ning Yu, so he subconsciously wanted to call someone over, but was stopped by Ning Yu waving his hand.

Hearing the old man's chatter for more than forty years, Ning Yu probably understood what was going on, this old man should be the veteran left behind when the three feudatories raised their troops.

From the perspective of later generations, many people will feel disdain when they hear the name of Wu Sangui, first descending to the Qing Dynasty and then opposing the Qing Dynasty, it can be said that he is a capricious villain, and he also led the Qing soldiers into the customs, so that the situation was out of control, and he could be called a person who caused chaos in the world.

Although Wu Sangui's character and behavior are so unbearable, when Wu Sangui decided to raise troops against the Qing Dynasty, there were still a large number of Han family sons and daughters who were willing to follow, the reason was that these people still wanted to restore the Han family, even if there was a slim chance, they were willing to use their lives to return the world to a bright future.

These people are ordinary, but they are also great.

Ning Yu had a lot of respect for these people, so he stretched out his hand to help the old man, and sighed: "The Wu army of that year started in Yunnan, ended in Hunan, and then perished, and the end of my Han army is never in Hunan, we have to fight Anqing, fight to the south of the Yangtze River, and finally hit the capital!" ”

The old man had tears in his eyes, with a complicated look on his face, these words were actually what he wanted to say in his heart, Wu Sangui finally failed to fulfill his promise and did not take his brothers home, which was something he regretted for the rest of his life.

Now seeing that the rise of the Fu Han Army is getting stronger and stronger, the old man is relieved, but he is afraid of repeating the mistakes of the past, so he dared to come and tell Ning Yu the story of the year and the lessons of the year, but he didn't expect that before he could speak, Ning Yu took the initiative to give the answer.

The old man bowed to the ground again and said loudly: "The little one wishes the Metropolitan Governor a victory, all according to Jiangnan!" A line of tears rolled down, excited and uncontrollable.

"Wan Sheng, Wan Sheng, Wan Sheng, Wan Sheng! The revenge of the Han army is victorious! ”

I don't know when the soldiers on both sides of the Yangtze River shouted slogans in unison, and the people on the shore also chanted together, and the voices of tens of thousands of people converged into a torrent, stirring people's hearts with great enthusiasm.

Ning Yu looked at this scene with relief, his heart swelled with warmth, and he also had great confidence in this battle.