Chapter Seventy-Two: Under the city of Gusu, ten miles of company camp

Wu Zhikui, who wandered outside Suzhou, returned to his original depressed days.

The entire Suzhou and Hangzhou are in the hands of Hou Xuanyan, and every time he thinks of this, Wu Zhikui hates it to the root of his teeth. In his opinion, everything Hou Xuanyan has should have been his own.

Xia Yunyi, who has always been respectful, came in person, but he was blasted out, and Hou Xuanyan has become his demon.

After rejecting Xia Yunyi, he still maintained his soldiers and horses outside Suzhou by plundering small villages. Hou Xuanyan's patience has also been exhausted, this person has the courage to abuse the people, cowardly in foreign wars, although the refusal to surrender is a rare shining point, but he can't let him persecute the surrounding villages and towns.

The newly recruited soldiers in Suzhou City finally got the opportunity to defeat this group of flower soldiers with combat training. Most of his men surrendered to Suzhou, and only a few hundred of his own soldiers were left to escort him to Taihu Lake.

In early summer, the sky is very early, and the morning sun with a large grinding plate has already baked the earth in the early morning. Wu Zhikui and the others hid by the lake, lying on the ground as if all their strength had been drained. The waterfowl on Taihu Lake don't know what they are frightened by, and they croaked in the morning, and the noisy call made them dizzy and tinnitus.

"Dog, go find something to eat." Wu Zhikui commanded weakly, and his personal soldier Lai Gouzi just struggled to get up, and stayed where he was.

Wu Zhikui was furious and scolded: "Lao Tzu can't even tell you anymore? ”

In the blink of an eye, it was like a dog, fixed in place like a stupid chicken.

In front of him was a high-headed horse, with a general's brocade robe and soft armor on it, and a sword pinned to his waist. This person has a broad mouth and a high nose, is handsome and handsome, and has a dignified appearance. The guards around him were all bright-eyed and burly, and there were thousands of troops and horses behind him, with bright armor.

The face of the person on the horse sank like water, and he asked in a cold voice, "Who are you?" ”

Wu Zhikui glanced at it, and next to the general headed by him, a knight was holding a big flag with the word "Hong" written on it.

Wu Zhikui's legs weakened and he fell to his knees.

"Young general Wu Zhikui, I wish to send down the flood."

Hong Chengchou waved his hand, and his own soldiers escorted the group of people in front of him to the army. There have been too many Han generals who have surrendered since entering the customs, and they have long been familiar with the road.

Leaving Leke Dehun Bele, who had just been named the general of Pingnan, to guard Jinling, the newly surrendered Han soldiers in the south of the Yangtze River were brought to the city of Suzhou by Hong Chengchou, known as 100,000.

Tiger Hill outside Suzhou, with its dark scorched earth and huge bomb craters, can still vaguely see the traces of the original Bolo camp. Hong Chengchou chose to set up camp here, although Bolo died in a nest, but he still has experience in leading troops. The camp he chose had a wide view, and it was indeed suitable for camping here when attacking Suzhou.

Hong Chengchou climbed the watchtower and looked at the black muzzle on the tower of Suzhou City from a distance, which made him frown. I have long heard that Bolo lost 200 cannons under the city of Suzhou, and it is really not a rumor.

Hou Xuanyan's scouts were all over Suzhou and Hangzhou, and Hong Chengchou's marching speed was under his control. On the upper floor of the West City of Suzhou, leaning on the low wall, the black pressure is full of Qing soldiers.

"The army has been camped for dozens of miles, camped and laid out to attack the city in an orderly manner, which is really worthy of Hong Chengchou." Hou Xuanyan sighed, the generals behind him thought that Hong Chengchou had made a name for himself during the Chongzhen period, and now the time has passed not long ago, and Yu Wei is still there.

Hou Xuanyan saw that the atmosphere was a little gloomy, and then he came to his senses, and he had a feeling for a while, and he inadvertently grew the ambition of others and destroyed his own prestige.

He chuckled and said, "You don't have to be afraid, how is he better than Bolo?" Bolo had two hundred more cannons, and they didn't turn into a puff of smoke under the city. Hong Chengchou, a dog thief, was favored by the mighty emperor, and instead of wanting to repay the service, he bent his knees to the enemy. This kind of traitor who betrays the country and seeks glory, everyone gets it and punishes it, now we are lucky, with this opportunity to kill the traitor, I am waiting to share this great achievement with you, haha. ”

Fuzhou, the pure land that has not yet been burned by the war, is still as prosperous as yesterday.

Fan Xian first went to a manor on the outskirts of the city, which has now become a gathering place for the remnants of Jiading, which was given by the saint himself today.

A group of people surrounded him in the middle and asked, "How is Hou Dashao?" ”

"I heard that Hou Dashao called back Jiading, is it true?"

"Is Jiading captured by Young Master Hou now, what about Li Chengdong?"

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Gong Laosan slapped the table and scolded: "Shut up, let me ask." ”

He is now like the head of the family here, and his words are very weighty, and the chaotic crowd suddenly quieted down.

"Fan Xian, Xuan Yan sent you back this time, what is the matter?"

Fan Xian was surrounded in the middle, sweating all over, but he said excitedly: "The Qing army is pressing, and Young Master Hou asked me to bring a piece of music to be handed over to the current saint." ”

Gong Laosan snorted, slapped him on the head, and said angrily: "The military situation is as urgent as a mountain, what are you still doing here?" Take it out! ”

Fan Xian looked aggrieved and said, "I'm passing by here, besides, we can't go to the saint after playing." ”

Gong Laosan stroked his beard and groaned: "What you fool said also has some truth, now the county lord has a good relationship with several ladies in the harem, and he can let the county lord hand it over to the saint." It is not easy for Xuan Yan to be alone in Suzhou, but he doesn't dare to miss the front-line war. After finishing speaking, he hurriedly took people to the county lord's mansion and went to find Huang Ying'er.

The others surrounded Fan Xian again and asked about Jiading.

When he knew that Li Chengdong had surrendered Zheng Zhilong and was now at sea, there was a sudden scolding in the hall.

The county lord's mansion and the people of Jiading had a close relationship, and the men were also familiar with Gong Laosan, so they took him to the front hall to wait. As soon as Huang Ying'er heard that it was a letter from Suzhou, she came to the front hall with a whoosh, and after understanding the matter, she changed her formal clothes a little, and beckoned someone to escort her into the palace.

In the Fuzhou Palace, Zhu Yujian held the concerto, and his face flushed excitedly.

"Come on, the scholars Huang Daozhou, Jiang Dejing, Su Guansheng, Wu Chunzhi, the secretary of the military department, Dingyu Hou, Cheng Jibo, Yongshengbo, enter the palace."

The three Zheng brothers, one marquis and two uncles, were extremely prosperous in Nanming Xuanhe, and when they were late, the other officials had already arrived.

Zhu Yujian didn't dare to show his anger, and forced a smile: "Come on, give a seat to the three Aiqing." ”

The three brothers Zheng Zhilong sat down loudly and asked, "Your Majesty has any instructions for recruiting our brothers into the palace?" ”

Zhu Yujian said happily: "Suzhou Hou Xuanyan sent a letter, Hong Chengchou led an army of 100,000 troops to the city of Suzhou. Now Azig and Duoduo have all retreated north, and Jinling in Nanjing is already an empty city. Hou Aiqing suggested that we go up from the sea, along the river, and go straight to the Yellow Dragon! The naval warships of Dingju Hou are invincible in the world, and the recovery of Nanjing is just around the corner. ”