Chapter 139: Greeting the Holy Driver (Fifth Update!) Ask for a subscription, ask for a monthly pass! )
After everything was ready, the Ming army officially boarded the ship in Fengjie and went down the Yangtze River.
Zhu Youlang and Li Dingguo were on the same boat.
Da Mingzi stood at the bow of the boat, looked at the river and slapped the hull of the boat, and said with emotion: "Between the white emperor and the clouds, thousands of miles of Jiangling will be returned in one day." The apes on both sides of the strait could not stop crying, and the light boat had already crossed the ten thousand mountains. When Li Taibai wrote this poem, he was probably in a similar state of mind to me, right? ”
The White Emperor City is located on the north bank of the Yangtze River at the mouth of Qutang Gorge in Fengjie County, and it was originally built to worship the grandson of the White Emperor Temple. Later, Liu Bei was famous all over the world because of his support here.
Hundreds of years have passed when Li Taibai wrote that poem, but seeing the vicissitudes of history, the past has gone with the wind, and he has infinite emotion.
Those famous ministers and famous generals have all turned into a handful of loess, which really responded to Yang Shen's words, right or wrong, turn their heads and empty green mountains, and the sunset is red several times.
Individuals are too small in the face of history, and no matter how powerful their deeds are, they will be diluted by time.
But Zhu Youlang still has to fight, and he still has to cheer up the Ming.
For the sake of not the Zhu family, but the children of the Han family all over the world.
In order for the people of the Han family not to suffer hundreds of years of enslavement, for them not to shave their ugly braids, so that they can stand and live with dignity.
Zhu Youlang had to fight, and he had no choice.
If even he gave up, I am afraid that the anti-Qing righteous people in the whole world will really despair.
Zhu Youlang is a banner, a banner that unites all forces.
In order to resist the Qing Dynasty, all the forces that were once estranged could put aside their prejudices and resist foreign enemies together.
The Great Western Army, the Great Shun Army, the Zheng Family Army, and the Ming Army.
They all now worship the Ming Dynasty in order to be able to expel the Eastern Captives from the land of China.
"Your Majesty, Zhongxing Daming is just around the corner, and Your Majesty will be Emperor Guangwu of Han Guangwu of Daming at that time."
Looking at the beautiful scenery on both sides of the strait, Li Dingguo also had infinite pride.
"I hope so. Sometimes I really feel like I'm walking on the edge of a cliff. Even one wrong step will fall into the abyss. ”
Zhu Youlang sighed with emotion: "Emperor Lie should have thought the same way at that time, right? How did the world become like this? ”
Seeing that the Son of Heaven mentioned Emperor Chongzhen, Li Dingguo was still a little embarrassed.
In any case, his father-in-law Zhang Xianzhong was also a famous thief during the Chongzhen period.
Although Emperor Chongzhen was forced to death by Li Zicheng, and Liu Tichun was more responsible, it was difficult to remove the brand of Zhang Xianzhong's righteous son once it was laid.
"Now that the hearts of the people are available, Your Majesty will definitely be able to expel the Tartars!"
Li Dingguo clenched his fists and said.
"Kuidong Zhuzhen, in the westernmost part should be Dachang Yuan Zongdi, Wushan Liu Tichun. When you get there, your majesty can inspect the army and give the soldiers some confidence. ”
Li Dingguo's suggestion is very reasonable.
Although Yuan Zongdi and Liu Tichun also participated in the last attack on Chongqing, they did not bring all the soldiers, but a small part of them.
Most people still haven't seen Zhu Youlang.
They must be eager to see what the Son of Heaven they fought for looks like.
Seeing the face of the sky is what the soldiers want to do the most at the moment.
"Well, I won't let the soldiers down."
Zhu Youlang really can't understand how the Yongli in history can be so cowardly.
Obviously, such a simple matter as reviewing the army has become difficult for Yongli.
The soldiers really just wanted to see what their allegiance looked like, and wanted their bloody sacrifice to be worthwhile.
Even this is something that Yongli can't do.
Rao is like this, and many soldiers are still fighting until the last moment. Zhu Youlang was really moved.
Therefore, in this life, Zhu Youlang will do his best to fight with the soldiers.
He won't take a step back, because there's no room to retreat.
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"It's coming, Your Majesty is coming!"
Liu Xingming, who was looking forward to it on the riverside, saw a huge river boat appear at the mouth of the gorge and shouted excitedly.
Nowadays, there are only a handful of ships that sail from Fengjie, and such a large ship is even rarer.
Except for the dragon boat of the Son of Heaven, Liu Xingming really couldn't think of who else it could be.
Liu Tichun glared at him fiercely and scolded: "What's the fuss about the useless thing?" ”
Now that Yuan Zong has led his troops to Wushan for the first time, Liu Xingming's shocked appearance has lost all his face.
"Got it, Dad."
Liu Xingming shrunk his neck and said cautiously.
"I've waited so long, and I've finally looked forward to Your Majesty."
Wang Henian was also very excited.
He thought that Chengdu would say goodbye, and he didn't know what year and month he would see the Son of Heaven again. I never thought I'd see it so soon.
It's really a plan that can't catch up with the changes, and the creation makes people.
"Prince Wang can have a good chat with His Majesty about the next step."
Liu Tichun was very polite to Wang Henian and suggested in a gentle voice.
"Thank you for the reminder."
Wang Henian nodded again and again.
"Erhu, tell me how many people Your Majesty has brought this time?"
Yuan Zongdi looked at the more and more boats appearing on the river, stroked his beard and asked with interest.
"I guess there must be fifty or sixty thousand. The last time we attacked Chongqing, the imperial court sent out 50,000 or 60,000 people, and this time it is impossible to have less than last time. ”
Liu Tichun actually knew what Yuan Zongdi was thinking.
In general, the strength of the thirteen families of Kuidong together cannot be less than that of the imperial court.
If the imperial court came up with 50,000 or 60,000 people, they old brothers would have to make up 50,000 or 60,000 people.
If the imperial court came up with 100,000 people, they would have to scrape together 100,000.
This is a sign of respect for the imperial court.
"I think it's more than fifty or sixty thousand."
Yuan Zongdi said with emotion: "Looking at the size of these ships, one ship should be able to hold hundreds of people." ”
The words reveal infinite envy.
This is not Yuan Zongdi's hypocrisy, although the thirteen families in Kuidong are all stationed along the river, they are really not very good at this item.
Basically, they are some bamboo rafts and boats, although they do not affect the use, they do not look very majestic.
"What a heavenly style!"
Yuan Zongdi sighed with emotion: "I really want to see the frightened look of Donglu when he saw my Daming sailor going down the river." ”
Liu Tichun nodded and said, "It's soon, it's fast." ”
The wharf in Wushan County is just three miles away from the mouth of the gorge, and soon the first boat will come.
Liu Tichun ordered the sons and daughters to prepare incense cases and red silk, and made all preparations.
Although it was not the first time they had met the Son of Heaven, they were still a little nervous.
Probably because this time it was the Son of Heaven who came to their station.
At this moment, they felt that time had passed a little too long.
Finally, the dragon boat on which the Son of Heaven was riding docked at the pier.
Under the escort of the Jinyi army, Zhu Youlang, the son of heaven, walked down from the ship wearing a golden armor.
Seeing this, Liu Tichun and Yuan Zongdi led everyone to kneel down the mountain and shout long live.
"Greetings to the Holy Driver!"
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