Hearing that Fang Qifo led his troops to attack, Yang Lin slapped his thigh and said, "Let go of your mouth, there is no reason to be worried, this is to be sleepy and send a pillow." ”

Picking up the sword on the table and putting on the armor with the help of his own soldiers, Yang Lin reacted immediately.

In the camp of the Song army, the order flag was waved, and the heralds scattered in all directions, and soon Xicheng was quietly let go.

The army encircled and annihilated Fang Qifo, unlike other generals under Fang La, Fang Qifo's martial arts were not high, and he was under the command of the Chinese army.

He is also one of the few people in Fang La's camp who can command a battle, and the others are taking off their arms and rushing forward with a knife, a picture of a battle in the rivers and lakes.

This time, Fang Qifo left all the Red Turban Army by his side, these people were Fang La's loyal followers, and the others were ordinary thieves of all kinds of turbans.

He knew that if he wanted to defeat these Song troops, it was tantamount to a fool's dream, and the only chance at the moment was to attract the troops of the Song army and give the Ming King Fang La a chance to escape.

Fang La and the others were trying to get out of the city and fight a way out, when someone came to report: In order to encircle and annihilate the reinforcements, the Song army in Xicheng was lax, and there were not many people who had withdrawn.

Fang La and the others were overjoyed, and immediately put on armor, let the thieves of various turbans go out of the city to help the battle, and led the henchmen of the red scarves to secretly kill the west city gate.

Leaving behind all the exiles, Fang La fled with the Red Turban Army and fled all the way to the west.

Yang Lin was not in a hurry to catch up, but ordered the army to occupy Hangzhou, the defense in the city was empty, the drawbridge at the west gate was lowered and no one was responsible for pulling it up, and everyone fled with Fang La.

Soon, the city of Hangzhou was occupied by the Song army, and this southeastern city fell for more than a month and returned to the Song court.

The Song army at the head of the city cooperated with the Song army below, and soon occupied the initiative on the battlefield, and the anti-thieves who were not good at fighting back had no power to fight back.

Fang Qifo saw the change of banners at the head of the city, and his heart was either the king of Ming fled, or the king of Ming was killed, and there was no objection to this bloody battle, and immediately ordered the henchman Red Turban Army to retreat.

After those cannon fodder were given to their palaces, these people fled quickly, bypassing the cities and counties along the way, and fleeing to the base camp of the Ming Sect, Qingxi County, Muzhou.

The three caves of the cunning rabbit, not to mention the Ming Sect that has been plotting to rebel for many years, they have their own nest in the mountains of Qingxi County for many years.

As long as you flee back there, relying on the facilities in the mountains and your familiarity with the jungle roads in the mountains, you are not afraid of the encirclement and suppression of the government at all.

This is a secret that all the core Ming Sects know, which is why Fang La was so eager to flee from Hangzhou, without any intention of occupying Hangzhou to resist.

They thought that they had left a perfect way, and Yang Tianning, who was taken behind by Fang Qifo, was a little panicked, these people fled so fast, could they still come back to report the news.

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Hangzhou was recovered, Yang Lin wrote to the court to ask for credit, it is good to have a reliable boss, and the credit for winning the battle will definitely not be divided.

After asking Gongbiao to send someone to Bianliang, Yang Lin held a banquet in a restaurant in Hangzhou to entertain all the Song gentry and celebrities who were imprisoned and persecuted in the city.

A white-haired old man, with tears in his eyes, squeezed through the crowd and cried: "Yang Shaozai, where is Yang Shaozai." ”

Yang Lin took a closer look and exclaimed, "Xu Shilang, why are you here." ”

"The old man resigned and returned to his hometown, but he unexpectedly suffered such a catastrophe..."Xu Jiang cried as he spoke, and at first glance he had suffered a lot.

Yang Lin already knew that Xu Jiang had resigned, and he bought his house, at that time, Xu Jiang said that he would go back to his hometown, if he remembered correctly, Xu Jiang, like Cai Jing, was from Fujian.

When I asked, I found out that Fujian was relatively remote at this time, and ordinary scholars who were officials were reluctant to go back, but liked to stay in Suzhou and Hangzhou.

Yang Lin hurriedly invited him to his side and comforted: "Elder Xu has suffered, this is all blamed on the unfavorable suppression of bandits, which has made the Hangzhou father suffer a lot." ”

A group of gentry and celebrities named Huazi hurriedly stepped forward to thank them, and bluntly said that it was not Shaozai, we were all wasteland and dry bones.

Yang Lin made a look, and the high handle next to him comprehended, and stood up and said: "Fellow villagers, this time Yang Shaozai levied Fang La, and his hard work is high, all for the sake of the people of Liangzhejiang Road. Here, I propose to build a pavilion for Yang Shaozai on the shore of the West Lake to commemorate this repression. ”

"Huh? How can this official be virtuous, where is the praise... I can't deserve it, I can't deserve it. Yang Lin hurriedly got up and excused himself.

Gao Shante pulled out his waist knife and plunged it into the ground, scaring the people around him to dodge.

Holding on to the handle of the knife, his eyebrows raised, Gao Sanya said sharply: "Shaozai only cares about his own high level, and cares about the wishes of the people in Jiangnan, don't you have to be willing to accept it if Gao Shan's death is clear?" ”

The gentry of Hangzhou persuaded one after another: "Shaozai should agree." ”

"Yang Shaozai deserves this building."

"I, the people of Hangzhou, are willing to write thousands of books for Yang Shaozai, so as to show his virtue."

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Seeing the surging emotions, Yang Lin nodded secretly and agreed "helplessly". Gao Shank then took the knife and stood aside excitedly.

Fang La broke several state capitals and more than 40 county capitals, and collected countless treasures, Yang Lin took out some of them, appeased the local refugees, and rewarded the soldiers.

The rest was handed over to the imperial court, which is estimated to be enough for Zhao Ji's defeated emperor to be happy for a while.

After a while, the wine and food came up, and these rich and noble men who had been locked up for more than a month had long lost their former temperament, and they gobbled up and choked to death.

Yang Lin had no choice but to smile and persuade, now that the conditions are good, you will no longer suffer from unwarranted disasters, it is better to chew and swallow slowly.

General Xu took a few sips of wine, leaned into Yang Lin's ear, and said softly: "Yang Shaozai, the old man didn't finish talking just now, and was interrupted by General Gao." Shaozai knows that Cai Xiang's grandfather and father are buried in Hangzhou..."

"Oh? So what? ”

"Fang La's anti-thief, after defeating Hangzhou, he sent someone to dig up Cai Xiangzu's grave, open the museum and humiliate the corpse, the beast is not as good."

With a pop, the wine in Yang Lin's mouth almost squirted out, and after wiping it, he exclaimed: "Why are the thieves so cruel? ”

"Alas, it's not that Zhu Mian provoked it, it's that everyone knows that he is Cai Xiang's henchman, this fang has harmed the two Zhejiang roads a lot, and Fang La has done such a lack of virtue in order to win the hearts of the people."

Zhu Mian and Li Yan, what did these two goods do, and the two of them were able to do this, no wonder they were selected as the six thieves with low official positions.

Cai Jing's ancestral grave was dug up, this is not a trivial matter, the Cai family brothers have all been prime ministers, and Cai Jing is still in full swing.

Cai Jing and Cai Bian's brothers, both of whom are important bigwigs in the DPRK, are estimated to have black eyes and faint to death as soon as this incident comes out.

In this era, the ancestral grave was dug up, and that kind of sadness is not something that later generations can understand.