Zhang Jun knew in his heart that he had solved the knots in His Majesty's heart by killing Kong Yanzhou, but if he didn't quickly eradicate the Dingzhou bandits, His Majesty's heart would be pimples again, but this time the pimple maker became himself.

However, Zhang Jun is not worried about this at all, on the contrary, he is very confident, he has been rolling in the smoke of gunpowder for more than ten years, if he can't even deal with a group of peasant troops, it is better to disarm and return to the field to lead his grandson.

In the military, Zhang Jun did have two brushes, he saw the infighting of the righteous army, and did not choose to be a fisherman in the shadows, but Chen Bing exerted pressure on him, and at the same time sent traitors Yang Hua and Zhong Jie to infiltrate the camp of the righteous army, and intensified the surrender of Zhong Biao's troops who were losing and retreating.

The defeated and frustrated Zhong Biao, Liu Heng, and Huang Zuo happily chose to surrender under the temptation of the high-ranking officials Houlu, Zhang Jun immediately incorporated his subordinates, and named Zhong Biao as the chief of soldiers and horses, Liu Heng and Huang Zuo as the commanders of soldiers and horses, and the rest of the generals were all sealed with official positions, and quickly asked the emperor for approval, and Zhao Gou passed without saying a word.

This move made the surrendered army grateful to Dai De, and they asked for war to suppress bandits, and wanted to repay His Majesty and Zhang Jun for their kindness with meritorious service.

Zhang Jun wanted this result, so the strategy of suppressing bandits with the army as the arrow and the officers and soldiers as the wings was officially launched, and the pressure on the righteous army led by Yang Qi suddenly increased.

All traitors have one thing in common, that is, they are full of servility.

They were ruthless when they killed their brothers who lived and died together, and instantly changed from cowards to warriors, with the courage to not fear death, and the flesh to go to the battlefield in person.

The army led by Zhong Biao is such a minion, they are like flying locusts that have become a disaster, and everywhere they go will be bare, and the only thing left is the gurgling river of blood.

This annoyed the rebels, especially the two troops led by the dragon in the clouds and the rain in the clouds, who sacrificed their lives and forgot to die, and moved forward bravely. In particular, the two generals took the lead, personally served as arrows, and forcibly surrendered the army to fight the head of the mouse, and beheaded several enemy generals, including Liu Heng.

This battle greatly increased the momentum of the righteous army, and the surrendered army was frightened, and there was no longer the arrogance of the past.

Zhang Jun was secretly happy when he saw this, he was worried that the rebels would play hide and seek with him, shrink back in defense and fight with him, and delay the process of his suppression of bandits.

He was not afraid of the righteous army confronting him at all, and the righteous army's desperate rush and fierce attack were in harmony with his heart, and the main force of the righteous army was disabled in a battle, and the oath of suppressing bandits in three months became a reality.

The turtle is the turtle, and he has no strategic vision at all, and he suddenly despises the rebels in his heart. Who knew that after the officers and soldiers pressed the border, the rebels had already retreated, and they abandoned the city they occupied and retreated quickly.

The vanguard of officers and soldiers quickly pursued, but fell into an ambush and fled back in disgrace. At this time, Zhang Juncai found that this group of turtles was very strategic, they advanced and retreated in an orderly manner, gathered strength to avoid the enemy's edge, and waited for the opportunity to map Dongshan again.

Hum! If you want to be beautiful, I, Zhang Jun, will not give you this opportunity!

Every autumn sighs lonely.

In late autumn, the trees look so gloomy as they look at the gray sky like old men who are about to die. A gust of autumn wind swept up the dead leaves and flew messily, and the dead leaves seemed to complain to the world of endless sadness, and the sky was filled with desolation in an instant.

Zhang Jun's mood was terrible, and the whole person was like turning into a huge dead leaf butterfly, perched in this world that was about to wither, talking desolate alone.

Ay!

Unexpectedly, in just three months, in the eyes of the suspicious Majesty, he became the second Kong Yanzhou.

In any case, Kong Yanzhou still beheaded the thief chief Zhong Xiang, and he could only smile bitterly •••••• Zhang Jun, blaming himself for being carried away by the original victory, boasting about Haikou in a one-sided situation, saying that it would completely eliminate the Dingzhou bandits in three months.

Now that three months have passed, Yang Mi is still shouting at Dongting Lake, but he can't do anything.

Time, fate, and luck are beyond my reach.

These bandits are also cunning, they live in Dongting Lake, in the Lotus Pass, the knife mouth, Chishan, Qingshan and other islands are set up water villages, with each water village as a point, connecting the dots as a line, connecting the line into a surface, forming a large network that echoes each other.

Officers and men have been encircled and suppressed several times, and they will be defeated by the enemy on their backs. In addition, the ports are staggered, the water depth of the lake is different, and often the official ships are brought into the shallow water by the thieves' boats and run aground, and then several times the thieves rush up, and the officers and men are instantly defeated•••••• in these three months, the officers and men have tasted the fire of despair, have been hit by dense arrows, have been subjected to leaky boats, have encountered sudden group beatings•••••• flexible tactics and sharp firearms, making the three-month extermination of bandits a joke and a reason for the hundred officials to impeach him.

Success is also Xiao He, defeat is also Xiao He, God's will is like this, I can't help it! Let's read books

After receiving the order, Zhang Jun handed over the official duties to Liu Guangshi, the new marshal who replaced him, and without a trace of regret in his heart, he rode back to Beijing quickly. On this trip, he wants to abandon his official position and return to his old age, be a rich man in the capital, and stay away from this smoky court.

Don’t wait for prosperity to care for the things important to you.

Although Zhang Jun's heart is like a mirror, the dust is like flies flying around, and there are always a few that will provoke him.

first impeached him for killing Kong Yanzhou, and then impeached him for threatening to destroy bandits in three months but raising bandits for self-respect, which is no different from Kong Yanzhou.

In desperation, Zhang Jun could only call himself sick and retire for the elderly, but as a result, some people impeached him for being arrogant and arrogant, and threatening His Majesty with his retirement.

Zhang Jun was annoyed when he heard this, but he held back his anger and shrank in the room and ignored it, thinking that in a few days, the courtiers would shift their targets, and the matter would be cool. Who knew that it didn't take a month, but it became hotter, because the bandits in Dongting Lake suddenly counterattacked, Liu Guangshi was defeated, and many cities were occupied by the rebels.

At this time, some courtiers suggested reactivating Zhang Jun, but whoever said it was crazy, Zhang Jun was lying on the sickbed, unable to live or die, and slowly, all kinds of rumors spread in the capital, and Zhang Jun had put himself on the fire.

The red sun is like fire.

Who says autumn isn't scorching?

At this time, Zhu Fugui was already sweating, suffocating and about to faint, his legs were weak supporting his panicked body, and he didn't believe how he got out of the inner city.

He quickly wiped his sweat, then let out a long exhale, quickly went to the group of beggars, changed a set of tattered clothes with the beggars, and hurried away.

He had changed his mind now, the original plan was to go to Sun Fu's mansion to receive the reward first, and then escape from the city, but now he just wanted to escape the capital quickly.

If you kill the prince, Sun Fu will kill him.

What used to be thought to be a simple assassination mission now seems to be a fatal mission.

asked for the life of the prince, and also the life of Sun Fu, and even the lives of many people.

Zhu Fugui, who was panicked, chose the alley to escape, not wanting to suddenly appear in a quiet place and four big men twisted him, and before he could shout, he stuffed a ball of cloth in his mouth, and then put him into a sack and carried him away.

"The prince must have been thrown from the tree with his head down, and now his brains are overflowing, and even if Guanyin Bodhisattva comes, he will not be able to save him. Why am I so unlucky, and I don't know if it will hurt the pond fish? ”

The imperial doctor only cried out in his heart, looking at the palace maids, eunuchs, and guards who were kneeling around and sifting chaff, the fear was even stronger, and his forehead, palms, and back were full of cold sweat. He looked up at Zhao Gou, whose eyes were red, and felt numb all over his body, unable to move, and then he plucked up his courage and said, "Your Majesty ••••••"

But he didn't dare to make a sound, just shook his head slightly.

"What's the use of Surul?"

Zhao Gou had long lost his mind, but the obsession with saving the prince that still remained in his heart did not break out.

Now that the Imperial Physician has issued a death certificate, the grief of the loss of his son is like a flood that bursts the embankment, tearing his heart, torturing his blood vessels, corroding his bone marrow, and bursting every cell in his body.

The crown prince was his only hope, the only reason for him to endure humiliation and try to build a strong Yan dynasty, and now that hope had become a broken soap bubble, what reason did he have not to take revenge on these people who had shattered his hopes.

His trembling body, trembling hands, trembling as he drew the guard's sword, trembling into the trembling heart of a palace maid and a eunuch closest to him.

The screams and the blood sprayed made Zhao Gou's murderous intent even stronger, and he held the blood sword and shouted hysterically: "Come on, pull down all these useless slaves and maids, cut them down, and bury them with the prince!" ”

As the mournful begging for mercy all turned into the last scream, Zhao Gou's pain really flowed out of his body, he let the tears rage, sat weakly in front of the prince, and slowly closed the child's frightened eyes, and then his brain went blank, and he fell to the ground softly in a sound of rescue.