The main hall really doesn't know how to open its mouth to the soldiers! ”

Zheng Chenggong's expression was very lonely.

Zhang Huangyan knew that this time was the most vulnerable time for Zheng Chenggong, so he comforted him: "Don't be discouraged Damu, let's face it together." ”

In fact, this kind of thing cannot be hidden, and the soldiers will know about it sooner or later.

Rather than waiting for them to know the truth, it is better to be honest.

Deliberate concealment will only worsen the situation, and even make the soldiers resistant.

"Ohki, it's not as bad as you think it is. As long as we handle it properly, the soldiers will still understand. After all, it was the Dongyu who killed their families. They must be holding back their strength to get revenge. ”

Zheng Chenggong muttered, "Is this really the case? ”

"Trust me, Oki. It will definitely pass. ”

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After thinking about it again, Zheng Chenggong decided to tell the soldiers the news.

Accompanied by Zhang Huangyan, Gan Hui and others, Zheng Chenggong personally told the bad news in the Dajiao field on the shore of Xuanwu Lake.

As he expected, the morale of the army was somewhat sluggish at that moment, and the soldiers showed some signs of commotion.

Fortunately, his mood soon stabilized, because Zheng Chenggong quickly issued an order, that is, he was punished with forty military sticks.

It is not Gan Hui and other generals who are responsible for guarding Zhoushan, but Zheng Chenggong himself!

He's responsible for it!

There was silence on the school grounds, and everyone stared at Zheng Chenggong.

Does the king of Yanping really want to blame himself with his own staff?

Zheng Chenggong did not wear armor today, but wore a regular robe.

Without hesitation, he lay on the ground, and then ordered: "Let's start!" ”

Although the soldiers were very reluctant, it was impossible not to fight at this point.

They gritted their teeth and waved the board to Zheng Chenggong's buttocks and legs.

In fact, there is also a set of skills for cane blame, and sometimes hitting lightly and heavily is in one action.

A skilled executioner can inflict external injuries without internal injuries, and vice versa.

It's just that Zheng Chenggong ordered a real fight, and he didn't mean to get these greasy things at all.

Although Zheng Chenggong has been leading troops all the year round, he is over thirty years old after all, and his body is not as good as when he was in his early twenties.

After a few boards, his hips and legs twitched, and he gritted his teeth so that he didn't shout.

He silently warned himself in his heart that now countless pairs of eyes were staring at him, and he must not be ugly.

Zheng Chenggong was a spirit when every board was struck, and sweat trickled down his neck and soaked his clothes.

"Your Highness, don't fight!"

I don't know who in the crowd shouted first, and then countless soldiers followed.

It's just that Zheng Chenggong didn't mean to let the pro-soldiers stop. The cane continues.

The dull voice made people feel oppressive and cramped, and Gan Hui stood aside and couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.

Your Highness, why bother, why did you take it for him?

He's the one who deserves to be blamed with the rod!

Forty rods is not too much, but it is a lot to say less.

When the emperor of the Ming Dynasty was an official with a cane, many civil officials were beaten with forty rods and had to fall ill, and some of them were weak and could even be directly killed.

Of course, Zheng Chenggong's body is very tough, and even if the soldiers are really fighting, it is impossible to kill them.

Rao was beaten with forty rods, and blood still oozed from Zheng Chenggong's hips and legs.

Zheng Chenggong was helped up by his own soldiers, and the moment he stood up, he only felt that his legs were trembling, and he tried his best to stand firm.

"These forty rods are regarded as a punishment for the main temple, and the main temple will pay for its mistakes. Ran Dongyu is so provocative, is it tolerable or unbearable. The main hall vows to avenge the dead family in Zhoushan! ”

"Your Highness is wise!"

"Revenge!"

"Revenge!"

Zheng Chenggong's words completely aroused the hatred and fighting spirit of the soldiers of the Ming army.

They raised their arms and shouted in response to Zheng Chenggong.

Zheng Chenggong's actions just now really shocked them.

But this kind of responsible behavior made the soldiers very moved.

In fact, they also understand that the responsibility for the fall of Zhoushan this time is not entirely on Zheng Chenggong. But Zheng Chenggong still did not hesitate to take the responsibility on himself.

With this mind, they did not follow the wrong person.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, isn't what people want to live for a lifetime with a clear conscience?

They could have lived comfortably at home with their mother-in-law in their arms, why did they join the army?

Isn't it because you can't get used to the atrocities of the Eastern Captives?

Their families are very supportive, and from that point of view, they really have nothing to complain about.

The fall of Zhoushan is something that no one wants to see.

If you want to blame, you can only blame Dongyu.

So they must take revenge.

Blood debt and blood repayment!

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"Da Mu, hurry up and don't move on your stomach!"

Zhang Huangyan and Gan Hui helped Zheng Chenggong back to the house and put him on the bed, with a look of pity.

"Look, how did it get like this. Your own soldiers really don't have any weight. ”

Zheng Chenggong turned his head and smiled bitterly: "Brother Cangshui, don't blame them, I ordered them to fight hard." ”

"You, lie on your stomach, you're still here with a hard mouth."

Zhang Huangyan sighed, very helpless.

Zheng Chenggong is good at everything, but he is too strong.

"Lang Zhong will be here in a while, you have to take medicine quickly for this injury, otherwise you will fall to the root of the disease."

"Still going to take medicine?"

Zheng Chenggong showed a frightened look.

"Of course you have to take medicine. Hurt like this, do you still want to hold on? ”

"It's nothing more than applying some ointment, so you don't have to bother Langzhong, right? It's really inconvenient for the main hall to look like this. ”

Zhang Huangyan saw Zheng Chenggong's face flushed, and knew that he was a little embarrassed.

He saw through it and said: "But the medicine is always on the table, or should I come to take the medicine for Damu?" ”

Zheng Chenggong shook his head again and again: "How can this work." Let Jing'er take the medicine for me. ”

Zheng Jing hurriedly came to the side of the bed, knelt down and said, "Son, listen to his father's orders." ”

Soon Lang Zhong came with a medicine box.

Zheng Chenggong instructed: "Please also ask Mr. to give my son a word or two, and he will give me medicine." ”

Na Langzhong saw that Zheng Chenggong's buttocks and legs were blood-red, and his heart was shocked.

Injured like this, he was not allowed to take medicine, and this stubbornness was the first time I had seen it.

Lang Zhong looked at Zhang Huangyan, and when he saw Zhang Huangyan nodding, he had to say, "Then I will talk to His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

Zheng Jing hurriedly came to Lang Zhong's body and humbly begged for advice: "Please also ask Mr. to teach me." ”

Lang Zhong nodded and said carefully: "His Royal Highness the prince needs to take off the prince's clothes, evenly apply the ointment to the wound, and then rub it." ”

After a pause, Lang Zhong specially advised: "There is one thing I have to make clear to His Royal Highness the Prince. If there is rotten meat on the buttocks and legs of the prince, it must be removed with a knife, otherwise it is easy to leave the root of the disease. ”

Although what he said was light and light, Zheng Jing was shocked when he listened.

Why does this sound so scary? Do you really need to cut meat with a knife?

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