Zhu Yidao had already received the news that some of the officers who were loyal to Bobai planned to quietly incite the soldiers to rebel against him. But it's a pity that under Lao Zhu's successful performance, no soldier is willing to leave. So these people were ready to run out quietly, and tell Bo Bai everything about this place, so that he could plan ahead.

Jiang Fei sneered, can he really treat his Jinyi Wei as a dry meal? If he didn't get this information, his subordinates would have killed themselves. Lao Zhu only smiled faintly when he knew the news, what kind of climate can a few thieves become, the only thing to guard against is to prevent them from causing chaos in the army. However, Jiang Fei had already said that his wolves had succeeded in gaining the trust of the grassroots soldiers, and it was a dream to pull people away from them.

At night, the die-hard faction looked around and saw that no one had an idea, quietly got up, scattered into several people, and prepared to run out from all directions - the wolves were still inferior to theirs for the familiarity of the Acropolis.

It's just a pity that no matter how familiar you are with the Acropolis, the prey can't beat the good hunters.

The wolves were holding Xiuchun knives, standing at the head of the city and coldly watching the clumsy performance below, and the cold light in their eyes made people shudder.

Just as the officers were about to climb over the wall and go out, a crossbow arrow whistled and nailed him to the top of the wall, and the others immediately looked in horror in the direction where the crossbow arrow was coming.

Jiang Fei led the wolves and stood at the head of the city, no one spoke, they all looked at these people with a mocking gaze.

The threat of death looms over their heads.

At this moment, they made the most suitable choice in extreme fear: they threw their knives on the ground and raised their hands above their heads.

"Put!"

Jiang Fei still indifferently gave the order for the massacre: "What Lao Tzu looks down on the most is the surrendered soldiers!" By the way, he spat on the ground.

Lao Zhu just poked his head out and looked at it, muttering, "Be quiet!" I don't let people sleep! ”

After dealing with these people, the morale of the army in the city immediately stabilized a lot. After all, the human heart is the most complex thing, and you can only grasp the general trend, but you can't grasp everyone's mind.

Just when Lao Zhu Li was recruiting horses, Jiang Fei's messenger also rushed to Beijing.

Wanli sat on the couch in a daze, looking at the urgent military report, speechless for a long time.

Originally, I just wanted Zhu Yidao to be gilded, and he would be rewarded when he came back. It's a good thing that you put him in danger directly. With so many troops in the Acropolis district, how can they resist the rebels' large-scale attack?

This damn Dang Xin! actually forced to rebel against Bobai at such a time, he deserved to die!

Wanli couldn't help but think of those days with Lao Zhu, which were the most relaxing and happiest days. Zhu Yidao is not a loyal minister, a direct minister, or a traitor, he is just a wonderful person. With such a wonderful person by your side, your life will not be so boring.

Since he took Shen Hui to Jingshi, Wanli strictly forbade the people around him to reveal his identity, and went to Shen Hui to talk to her when he was fine. Shen Hui, who didn't know why, completely regarded Wanli as her own brother, and her natural behaviors also affected Wanli to a greater or lesser extent.

The most ruthless imperial family.

Wanli remembered his father Yu Wangye, that is, Emperor Longqing, who had no friends in his life, and that kind of cowardly character accompanied him all his life. In Longqing's eyes, Zhang Juzheng is just a teacher, a staff member, and a military advisor, and definitely not a friend. Long Qing finally died of depression in loneliness.

Before he died, Xiao Wanli cried and knelt in front of the couch and asked him: Who is a loyal minister of my Ming Dynasty? Long Qing struggled and said: Zhang Juzheng, Gao Gong, and Xu Jie, all of whom are loyal ministers, but the most loyal is Hai Rui.

Xiao Wanli asked again, can I be reusable with them? Long Qing said that of course it can be reused.

Xiao Wanli cried and asked the last sentence: After them, who else can I reuse?

Long Qing didn't speak again, but looked at the top of the main hall with lost eyes......

From that time on, Wanli began to judge with his own eyes that who else among the ministers could become the mainstay of the Ming Dynasty after these people became ancients. But after observing for more than ten years, there is no one that can reassure Wanli. The ministers and auxiliary ministers don't have much ability, but the ability to make trouble is not small, today you fight me, tomorrow I fight you, the emperor can't say anything, otherwise everyone will attack the emperor together.

Until he met Zhu Yidao, Wanli suddenly felt that he had found the best goal: who else can be an official and worry about the country and the people? Who else can't let go of their relatives and friends, and would rather pay for their own future?

There are only people like Zhu Yidao. Only this kind of person is best controlled, and conversely, only this kind of person can be trusted.

If Lao Zhu had an accident in the central defender, Wanli didn't know where he could find such a person to replace him.

So Zhu Yidao must not have an accident!

Wanli, who made up his mind, Ren Weixue was the governor, and he sent Ma Gui to the aid of the Shenyi cannon to snipe the Mongolian tribes in Hetao; He also transferred Li Rusong as the chief soldier of Ningxia, and supervised the army with the imperial Shimei Guozhen of Zhejiang Province, and commanded the soldiers of Liaodong, Xuan, Da, and Shanxi, as well as the soldiers of Zhejiang and Miao, to carry out encirclement and suppression.

The three armies did not move the grain and grass first, and Wanli really made a bloody investment, using millions of internal funds, and one million taels of silver. Thanks to Lao Zhu's six million taels of silver. Wanli quietly wiped the cold sweat on his head, if he hadn't copied out Wang Mingqing's six million taels of silver, he really didn't know what to do with this move.

Fortunately, the cabinet did not know. This is the proudest thing in Wanli! It's still more fruitful for us to go out in person! Or this time......

Wanli laughed gloomily.

Zhu Yidao's side began to get angry in a hurry. After all, Bo Bai still knew the news that the Zhongwei City was even taken back by Lao Zhu with 5,000 soldiers and horses, and he vomited several liters of blood in anger! No matter how small a mosquito is, it's meat! No matter how small the bean bag is, it's also dry food, isn't it? Although the 5,000 men and horses are all old, weak, sick and disabled, after all, there are many people!

But there's no way to vomit blood. In a fit of rage, Bo Bai sent Bo Chengen and Bo Yun to take the Cangtou army straight to the central guard.

Jiang Fei was not too afraid, according to his intelligence, this Bo Chengen's Cangtou army was all cavalry, and using cavalry to attack the city was simply joking with his brother's life, even if he prepared those siege weapons, it would take at least half a month.

That's enough time.

So Lao Zhu began to arrange the city defense in a planned way.

His amazing method opened Jiang Fei's eyes and made Bo Lian admire. In Lao Zhu's words, fighting a war is a brain, and it doesn't matter if there are too many soldiers, unless there is an absolute superiority in troops, any strategy is just a joke; But when the number of troops is comparable, the use of the brain accounts for most of it. He can't guarantee the total annihilation of the invading enemy, but he can guarantee that these invincible blue-headed troops will suffer!

Lao Zhu ordered the wolves to dig a lot of tripping pits outside the city, not to mention the wolves, even Jiang Fei didn't understand it very much: what is the use of this kind of tripping pit, the other party's cavalry is a living thing and not a dead thing, how can it be stopped by this small tripping pit? Lao Zhu smiled but did not answer: The secret of heaven must not be revealed.

And let the people dig some twisting tunnels in front of the tripping horse pit, about one meter deep, and the distance between each pit is about 2 meters - all the people don't understand what this "meter" is about? Lao Zhu said in his heart, it doesn't matter if you don't know, it's okay if I know.

Immediately afterwards, less than thirty meters away from the city wall, everyone buried a large amount of gunpowder and a large number of broken porcelain pieces, and even ordinary people could feel his intentions - ruthless, really ruthless, if this exploded......

The same is true of the other gates of the city wall. It took a lot of manpower and material resources, but Lao Zhu felt that it was still worth it. He pulled out a number of old-fashioned crossbows from the armory and placed them on the city walls. This kind of divine arm crossbow was invented in the Song Dynasty, and in the Ming Dynasty, the military households improved it, reducing the operation of personnel on it, and at the same time winding it was also a lot faster.

The most important thing is that Lao Zhu loaded the troublesome front-loading rifled gun on the city wall, and used a shield to protect the surroundings - this extremely rudimentary "decapitation" weapon, I don't know if it has any effect, anyway, he thinks that at least the deterrent effect must be there.