At the foot of Jiao Mountain, the surging waves of the river continued to lap the beach, and a middle-aged military general dressed in a general's robe and covered with a big red fortune on the river beach listened to the report of his subordinates, but there was no reaction, just quietly looked at the thousands of warships moored in front of him throughout the south of the Yangtze River, but there was a flash of meaning in his eyes that no one could guess, and the things touched by those eyes were probably only he himself could understand.

"Lord Wang! This book is too domineering! ”

The middle-aged scribe who had been following behind the prince bowed, looked at the general with a pair of narrowed eyes, and reminded softly again.

Seeing that the surname of the country didn't seem to react, the middle-aged scribe's heart was a little anxious.

What is the surname of the country thinking?

Yes, this is the king of Yanping who was regarded as a thorn in the flesh by the Northern Captives - Zheng Chenggong, and was also the commander of the 170,000 Northern Expeditionary Army, canonized by Emperor Longwu as "Duke of Yanping", after Emperor Longwu was martyred, he raised troops against the Qing Dynasty with "loyalty and filial piety to recruit the general's criminal surname", and was later named "King of Yanping" by Emperor Yongli, and Zheng Chenggong was called "the surname of the country" by the people.

"The heart of the mystery is not to be domineering, but to fear the discord between the East and the treachery!"

Facing the reminder of his subordinates, looking at the mountains and rivers occupied by the east and south of the river, Zheng Chenggong, who had a solemn expression, smiled faintly.

"If Xuanzhu uses the east as a sacrificial flag, it can help the army succeed, can it be a meritorious deed for me? Moreover, three days later, the army will go down to Guazhou to "roll the river dragon", and it can be the first sacrifice flag made by the east, and it can also calm the army's heart, right? ”

After that, Zheng Chenggong burst into laughter, and in the midst of that laughter, a Zheng family guard hurriedly knelt down and reported loudly.

"Lord Wang, little miss, she ......"

Zheng Shiyi reported while looking at the prince, and his heart was in his throat - falsely passing on the army's orders, it was a crime to kill the head in the army. This time the little lady she ...... What a disaster!

"What! Doesn't she know that military law is ruthless in the military? ”

When he learned from Zheng Shiyi's mouth that the little sister actually faked her military order and ordered Zhang Huangyan to keep people under the knife, how could Zheng Chenggong not be annoyed, but in addition to being annoyed, looking at the poem written by the little sister, his brows were furrowed again.

"Okay, good, it's really my good ninth sister......"

As soon as he grasped the paper in his hand, Zheng Chenggong's face sank, and he left the beach with full confidence and walked towards the land, while the middle-aged scribe followed closely behind, with a look of wanting to speak and stopping.

"This Zhang Xuan ......"

Standing on the four-masted Fu ship, Zheng Chenggong, who had calmed down at this time, frowned slightly when he heard the news from his subordinates, and he did not object to Zhang Huangyan's use of Dongyu as a sacrificial flag, but this matter was too strange.

"Don't believe Nanjing Lang Tingzuo's plan to slow down the army!"

Thinking of the pre-sentence words of "Dongyu meticulously", Zheng Chenggong's brows jumped slightly, which was exactly what he thought was strange, why a dying person would shout to himself "Don't believe in Nanjing Lang Tingzuo's plan to deceive and slow down the army".

"Who the hell is this man?"

Could it be a charlatan?

Although he never believed in any warlocks, and was even annoyed by Jiumei's "fake military order", Zheng Chenggong was still attracted by this person's "trickery", so that he would acquiesce to the life of "keeping people under the knife", but Jiumei has now been confined in the cabin by him and is not allowed to leave the cabin for half a step.

"Is anyone coming?"

"Lord Wang, this person is just a man in the rivers and lakes, how can he see the body of the prince's gold, and ask the prince to hand over this person to the lowly position, and the lowly position will let him come out of the real 1510!"

Ma Xinyu said in a rough voice on the side, if it weren't for someone else's reminder, he wouldn't have remembered that Zhang Huangyan wanted to bring the sacrifice flag to him, it was the medical officer of his new commission. Now this medical officer has made a big mistake, talking about the prince in vain, he knew that this was the case, he should have cut off this person's head in the first place!

"Humph! It's just Langzhong! Why can't you see it? ”

Zheng Chenggong snorted disapprerovitously, and the bottom of his heart was completely that sentence - don't believe Nanjing Lang Tingzuo's plan to slow down the army!

Why is this person so arbitrary, arbitrarily asserting that he will be in Lang Tingzuo's plan to deceive and delay the army, and even now that there are still a few days of waterway from Nanjing, this person will actually assert that he will be in the plan of others to delay the army before his execution.

How does this not annoy Zheng Chenggong?

In addition to being annoyed, he did not have a trace of curiosity about that person.

"If you give life, China will die and you will be bright, and if you give it, you will be heavy, and seven feet will be light, and if you give it, you will turn it into thunder, and if you give it, your spirit will become a star."

Reading this poem silently in his heart, Zheng Chenggong wanted to see the "Jianghu Langzhong" who "died and was bright".

"Lord Wang, you have the intention to kill the thief, but you can't return to the sky. Die a well-deserved death, quickly, quickly! ”

At this moment, a middle-aged scribe beside Zheng Chenggong quoted his poems on the side.

"This son can make such bold verses, and he is an ordinary Jianghu Langzhong, and the meaning of his poem ......"

The thin middle-aged scribe's eyes were slightly worried, and his words turned to a moment, and when he was about to continue to advise, he was interrupted by Zheng Chenggong.

"The meaning of his poem is all about my brave loyalty to the Ming Dynasty, and Changru doesn't need to care."

Zheng Chenggong doesn't know where Wang Zhongxiao's worried words come from, there are several solutions to this desperate poem, the so-called thief, since he is a thief living in the Central Plains, he Zheng Chenggong, if he decisively does Jing Ke...... The corners of his lips were slightly raised, and Zheng Chenggong's face was completely confident.

"Lord Wang, someone brought it!"

What's going on?

Until he stepped on this four-masted ship with a width of more than ten meters, Zhu Mingzhong still felt a sense of being separated from the world, he originally thought that he would die, but suddenly not only saved his head, but even had the opportunity to see Zheng Chenggong, what was going on?

Although it is touching that hundreds of people begged for mercy for themselves, what really kept them alive was probably Zheng Chenggong's order.

Why did Zheng Chenggong order to "keep people under the knife"?

In the midst of many doubts, Zhu Mingzhong, who walked around from the ghost gate, was not glad that he survived, but thought about how to grasp this opportunity, no matter how he came to this era, even if he couldn't get drunk on the knees of a beautiful woman and wake up to the power of the world, he also wanted to expel the Tartars and restore China.

With such a thought in mind, when he was escorted into the inner cabin, looking at the red-robed armor soldier in the cabin, Zhu Mingzhong did not feel the size and brightness of the cabin, his eyes were completely on the middle-aged civil official in a red official robe sitting on the seat, although he was wearing an official uniform instead of armor, but it was difficult to hide his tiger back, a national character face was not angry and arrogant, and there was a slight white and long hair under his chin.

He is Zheng Chenggong!

(Yesterday was a busy day, only two more, I hope you don't mind, now the new book has just been released, I hope you can support a lot, thank you!) Ask for recommendation, ask for collection)