It's been three years since the last Yizhen War, and it's been three years.

Could it be that this will repeat the tragic scene of the Yizhen War back then?

Back then, after crossing the river, the 20,000 army was almost wiped out in Yizhen, and only a few hundred people including Jiang Quanyi escaped.

This is the pain in Liao Zhongping's heart, and it is the pain in the hearts of this Ming army and soldiers!

Damn politics, damn bureaucrats. Liao Zhongping stomped his feet indignantly and cursed.

Countless soldiers flocked to Liao Zhongping, who were as dissatisfied as Liao Zhongping, and even more angry.

In the hearts of the soldiers of the left battalion, Wu Zheng is the god of war and the god of war of the Ming Dynasty.

In the hearts of the soldiers of the left battalion, the Northern Expeditionary Army is the elite, the elite of the Ming Dynasty.

But now, the god of war is in danger, the elite is surrounded by several times the enemy, and they are in a bitter battle, they, as the regular army of the dignified Ming Dynasty, are watching, this unspeakable depression is simply humiliating.

If you can't sit idly by, then, no, again, Shen, silent!

"General, please give the order to fight!"

"General, cross the river, if you don't send reinforcements, I'm afraid it's too late!"

"Dead lips and cold teeth...... Checkmate! ”

"There's no need to kill a Tartar, General!"

"General, if the court is to blame, subordinates, no, the soldiers of the left battalion will carry it with you!"

"Give the order, General."

A choice must be made, Liao Zhongping raised his head and took a deep breath, it was time to make a choice.

From the messenger sent by Ma Shiying last night to inform him of Wu Zheng's danger at this time, Liao Zhongping knew that he had to make a choice.

Whether to stay in Longtan and be a loyal minister, or to be desperate, take the soldiers who can be taken away, and cross the river to be a rebel and anti-minister.

Liao Zhongping stroked the severed finger of his left hand, which was no longer there, suddenly raised his hand, pointed in the direction of Yizhen and shouted: "Pass my order, and the left battalion will assemble immediately...... Crossing! ”

……。

Taiping Mansion is not peaceful now.

Compared with Jiangbei, all the land of the Yixing Dynasty, whether it is the Zhili of the imperial court or the domain of King Wu, the Ming Society has almost become a supplement to the power of the government.

In just four years, the Ming Society has more than 100,000 members, and at its peak, that is, when Song Zhengyu cashiered and absorbed the people, it reached more than 200,000.

Under Wu Zheng's strong suppression, Xia Wanchun carried out a purge of the Ming Society, but even so, there were still more than 100,000 members.

In the prefectures in the south of the Yangtze River, the people are proud of joining the society, but whenever one person in the family joins the society, they will gather relatives and friends to open an ancestral hall to congratulate.

Especially for Jiangnan scholars, the first thing for every student who has graduated from Mongolian school is to submit an application for joining the society to the local Ming Society branch.

And today's Ming Society is no longer the Ming Society without class and hierarchy before. In accordance with the headquarters of Taipingfu, the branches of each prefecture, the branches of each county, and even the townships and neighbors. Branches at all levels, each with different positions, oversaw and governed the trivial affairs of the society, as if it had become a power organ with the tacit approval of the government.

The funds of the Ming Society, in addition to the daily appropriations of the General's Mansion and the funding of Xia Wanchun, the founder and leader of the Ming Society, most of the rest come from private donations.

This invisibly made the Ming Society fall into a strange circle again, that is, Wu Zheng suppressed the wealthy, rich and scholars on the one hand, and on the other hand, the wealthy, rich and scholars began to have the right to speak again through the infiltration of the Ming Society, and the bigger the bigger.

Wu Zheng is afraid that when he founded the Ming Society with Xia Wanchun and others, he definitely did not expect that the Ming Society would rapidly grow into such a behemoth in just four years.

Of course, now the wealthy families, wealthy families and scholars in Jiangnan are no longer the original, under the strong suppression of Wu Zheng, especially after the clan was driven to Chen Qianshan to "farm", the old group of wealthy families, rich families and scholars have fallen, and the new group has grown and expanded.

This new group is loyal to Wu Zheng and the General's Mansion, at least, for the time being, because they are the beneficiaries of the current policy, and they have obtained their current status and family business by relying on the political, commercial, and agricultural decrees of the General's Mansion, and naturally they will not oppose Wu Zheng and the General's Mansion.

Therefore, at this time, it is said that the Taiping Mansion is not "Taiping", although it refers to the gathering and popularity of the members of the Ming Society, but the spearhead of the Ming Society is not aimed at Wu Zheng and the General's Mansion, but the emperor, the imperial court, and important ministers.

"Cross the river and go on a northern expedition to recover the lost territory!"

"I'd rather be a ghost in Jiangbei than a Taiping person!"

"If the skin does not exist, the hair will be attached? Please send troops to reinforce Jiangbei! ”

"The Son of Heaven is unkind, and the court is unjust!"

It has been three days since the Ming Society organized the epidemic of students and scholars.

With the acquiescence of the government, the ranks grew so much that three days later, today, the number of the ranks has expanded to more than 30,000.

This number, for Dangtu City, which has only more than 100,000 residents, one person in four or five people participated, that is, at least one person from each household participated in it, and the momentum was very huge.

Today, the popular procession stopped from the west gate to the east in front of the Guogong Mansion and chanted slogans in unison.

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Listening to the shouts of the people outside the mansion one after another, Xia Wanchun was already restless.

It's not that he doesn't want to send troops, but Xia Wanchun has long wanted to send troops, and as soon as he heard that Wu Zheng crossed the river to the north, Xia Wanchun wanted to send troops.

But his several battle excerpts were handed to Ying Tianfu, but they were all like mud cows entering the sea, and there was no news.

Until yesterday, the military department also handed over the order to restrain the soldiers and stick to standby, but Xia Wanchun received an urgent letter for help from Ma Shiying at the same time.

Xia Wanchun was distressed, this is not a simple reinforcement and no reinforcement, this is a choice between loyalty and disobedience, black and white, admired and spurned.

Disobeying the imperial court's edict to send troops, that is equivalent to cutting off yourself and Jianyangwei's back road, how to supply, how to reward meritorious deeds, and how to compensate the casualties?

You can't let the soldiers shed blood and still shed tears, right?

Can't let the soldiers' families, after losing their husbands, sons, and brothers, have to bear the charge of rebel families, right?

But if you don't send troops, Wu Zheng will be in danger, and the second guard of the Northern Expeditionary Army will be in danger.

Xia Wanchun was distressed and lost ground.

If it was just him and his family, Xia Wanchun would have crossed the river desperately, but where are the 30,000 people and 30,000 families in Jianyangwei, how to choose?

At this time, a guard hurriedly came, and it was obvious that there was an urgent report.

But when the guard arrived in front of Xia Wanchun, he couldn't speak.

Xia Chun was already in a bad mood, and said sharply: "If you have something to say, just say it, and let it go if you have a fart...... It's awkward like a woman! ”

Only then did the palace guard hesitate and say, "Grandpa, outside the mansion...... ...... outside the house. ”

"People from outside the province gathered...... My father already knew, and he still used you to be verbose? Xia Wanchun suddenly interrupted, "Get out!" ”

"It's not...... Grandpa Rong, the little one is not talking about the people, but ...... It's the third lady. ”