On August 15, when the Mid-Autumn Festival was reunited, the whole Huguang was shrouded in a solemn atmosphere, and every family closed the door, which only made people breathless.

The Yangtze River is flowing, the river breeze is soothing, and a fleet of ships is moving smoothly on the river, and dozens of ships of all sizes stretch for several miles, showing a bit of heroic and magnificent momentum.

Yue Lingfeng stood at the bow of the boat with a long knife, his heart was extremely excited at this time, and even his hands were trembling slightly, and he had to clench the long knife so hard that the joints of his hands were pinched white. It's not because of nervousness, it's because of exhilaration.

Now the entire Fubiao Third Battalion, a total of 1,200 people, 1,200 men obey his command, under the leadership of his Yue Lingfeng, it is bound to take down all the rebellious ministers and thieves of the Ning family, and achieve a lot of achievements, when the time comes, I will definitely let those guys who look down on people look at it, I, Yue Lingfeng, can get out without relying on you!

Thinking of the past, Yue Lingfeng couldn't stop feeling pain in his heart, originally he was also born in a military family, or a descendant of Yue Fei, since he was a child, he danced with guns and sticks, and was proficient in martial arts and strategies.

But because Yue Lingfeng is a concubine, he has never been valued by the clan, although he has not received any cold eyes, but he can't take his turn at any opportunity, and he has been staggering until he is in his forties, and he still has nothing to do. In particular, the Yue family also produced a unicorn - Yue Zhongqi, in front of his light, Yue Lingfeng's past pride was stripped away.

With the help of the Yue family, Yue Zhongqi, who is now only 34 years old, has become a one-sided general, and is now leading his troops and horses to conquer the Dzungar department, and it is said that he also captured Lhasa not long ago.

But what about him Yue Lingfeng? It was only when he was in his forties that he was promoted by Xiande to get the rank of nominal general in the mainland, with a weak and weak Fubiao Third Battalion, and there was almost no chance of meritorious service.

Fortunately, God had mercy on him and gave him such an opportunity. Yue Lingfeng made up his mind, no matter whether Ning Zhongyuan was wronged or not, he must force Ning Zhongyuan to rebel, only by forcing the entire Hanyang battalion to rebel can he have the great merit of quelling the rebellion and rise to the top!

As for whether the original seven or eight hundred green battalion soldiers of the Hanyang battalion were wronged? Yue Lingfeng wouldn't think about it at all, once he would succeed, it would be better to use the lives of these people to dye his Yue Lingfeng's top red.

With such lofty ambitions, Yue Lingfeng stood on the boat for more than an hour, but fortunately, it was only the autumn wind blowing now, so it didn't matter.

When the fleet arrived on the other side of the river, rows of sluggish Green Battalion soldiers burst out of the boat, with a full 1,200 men, in fact, according to the standard number of soldiers and horses of the Green Battalion, the full quota of the 3rd Battalion should be 1,500 people. However, it is very normal for the army to eat empty salaries, and the shortage of only 300 people is already honest and honest.

Among the 1,200 people, fully forty percent were shotgunslingers, nearly 500 were shotspearmen, and 600 were knife players, mainly responsible for hand-to-hand combat, and more than 100 people, who were in charge of five sub-mother cannons, which were also left by the predecessor Chen Li.

Strictly speaking, the combat effectiveness of these soldiers is not strong, but the equipment is not bad, against the seven or eight hundred people of the Hanyang battalion, Yue Lingfeng is still very confident, he wields a long knife and directs the green battalion soldiers to get off the boat, but the military discipline of the green battalion soldiers has always been poor, so they are all chaotic.

At this moment, the Hanyang battalion led by Ning Zhongyuan slowly appeared by the river, with a solemn appearance and complete equipment, and ten sub-mother cannons were facing the direction where Yue Lingfeng was.

It was not far from the riverside to Hanyang City, and from Yue Lingfeng's crossing of the river to the ashore, he was watched by others, so Ning Zhongyuan was prepared early, and as soon as Yue Lingfeng's men and horses began to go ashore, he was ready to come out and be caught off guard.

From this point of view, Xiande's original arrangement still made some sense, taking advantage of Ning Zhongyuan's fact that Ning Zhongjing was not yet arrested, he made a time difference, and let Yue Lingfeng come over to force him with the advantage of troops, take over the Hanyang battalion, and capture or kill Ning Zhongyuan, and since then the major event has been settled.

It's just that under Ning Yu's original arrangement, the news was revealed early, so that Ning Zhongyuan was ready, and secondly, everyone underestimated Ning Zhongyuan and Hanyang Camp.

"Fire!" Ning Zhongyuan didn't have any nonsense, the snowy blade shone in the sun, he slashed into the air, and the cannons behind him let out a roar in unison.

"Boom-boom-"

A row of iron projectiles smashed into the direction where Yue Lingfeng was, and at this time, the green battalion soldiers of the Fubiao battalion, who were originally disembarking from the boat, were under the shelling, and all of them panicked, and the soldiers who were still on the boat thought about pulling the sails directly and running away, but they didn't expect that the river was narrow, and the mast of a big ship was directly broken in the sound of cannonballs, blocking the river.

The soldiers who had already landed on the shore could not advance or retreat, panicked, completely out of array, and the white mist with the smell of gunsmoke made the entire river surface seem to be shrouded in a layer of white veil.

Yue Lingfeng looked at the panicked Green Battalion soldiers, his heart was desolate, all his original ambitions and ambitions had come to naught, if he fought a battle in a dignified manner, it would be okay, but it was just a row of cannons, and everyone on his side was messed up.

I don't have to say anything, let's fight!

Yue Lingfeng beckoned his own soldiers, organized his original battalion of green battalion soldiers, and launched an attack in the direction where Ning Zhongyuan was, the scattered queue was almost not in formation, and he only charged with the strength of his heart.

Ning Zhongyuan did not panic at all, and ordered the sub-mother cannon to continue to bombard the scattered green battalion soldiers, and asked the three hundred bird spearmen under his command to line up in formation and quietly wait for the impact.

The three hundred spearmen were all equipped with thunder-style flintlock pistols, which were specially stored in Hanyang City by Ning Yu just in case, but now they came in handy.

Deng Fang clenched the flintlock pistol in his hand, his eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the green battalion charging in front of him, his heart was full of disdain, originally in the school parade field, this group of people were all defeated under his subordinates, how dare they be brave in front of the Hanyang battalion now?

In the hearts of the officers and soldiers of the Green Battalion of the Hanyang Battalion now, they are full of dissatisfaction, in the original review, the Hanyang Battalion can be called the first, but they have not been duly rewarded, the governor Zhang Liandeng who promised to reward them was dismissed, and General Ning Zhongyuan, who led them, was persecuted by traitors.

Everyone's hearts were full of fear, if Ning Zhongyuan fell, who would protect them in the future? Will the court continue to kill each and every one of them? This is unacceptable to the officers and soldiers of the Hanyang Battalion, so when Ning Zhongyuan gathered everyone and denounced the imperial court, all the officers and soldiers of the Hanyang Battalion almost supported Ning Zhongyuan at the first time, and there was no way to retreat, so let's fight!

As it says in the play, spell out a prince for thousands of years!