Entering May, the grain and grass in the south of the Yangtze River are no longer tight.

The officials of the two roads in the south of the Yangtze River are no longer worried about Liu Chengdong grabbing the merit, on the contrary, they also need Liu Chengdong to attack strongly in Deqing County, where the Fangla army must defend to the death, and try to contain more Fangla troops.

Liu Chengdong's troops received a large amount of grain and grass, as well as a large number of brand-new knives, guns and arrows, and the troops were also replenished to 3,000 people. After receiving the order, Liu Chengdong led all the soldiers out of the mountains and forests, lined up on the edge of the mountains and forests, and arranged the siege of the city in an orderly manner.

Fang Tianding was not idle some time ago. Liu Chengdong let go of his command and let Li Xiang practice by attacking the city, and he also took the opportunity to train recruits.

The newly trained more than 3,000 people were left behind by Fang Tianding, and with the old troops of more than 1,000 people, a total of 5,000 people were entrenched in the city.

Fang Tianding also left behind 2,000 orphan troops, stationed at the entrance of the mountain road not far west of the county seat, which was very tricky.

"When retreating, it should be divided into batches, and the arrangement is still rusty."

The rain in Jiangnan never stopped. Liu Chengdong was wearing a cheap son-in-law's filial piety oil coat, standing in the canopy and picking up Zhang Qingping and Yang Yingdong, who were accustomed to hand-to-hand combat, as well as the inexperienced Ding Shihang and Da Niu, two young people, "Fortunately, the city wall is too close to the county seat, and it is inconvenient for Fang Lajun to pursue." Otherwise, a messy retreat like yours will inevitably be hunted down. ”

Zhang Qingping and the four of them lowered their heads in shame and listened carefully to the old village owner's suggestions.

The sound of rain hitting the branches and leaves, mixed with the screams of the wounded soldiers, reached the small canopy. The risk of the epidemic has been completely lifted, and Wang Xiaochen rushed here with most of Langzhong eight days ago to help his master, Old Man Zhang, treat the wounded soldiers.

Liu Yuan and Liu Sheng, with a few hundred people, captured Yujialing, five miles northwest of Deqing County, to cover the flank of the position.

Liao Shikai, who was free from worries, was recommended by Liu Chengdong and took a temporary errand in the army, taking care of the residents of the former Deqing County in Laohutan, and also counting the materials transported from the north.

Xiong Dachun is also on the north shore of Tiger Beach. He was responsible for suppressing the soldiers, and when necessary, he also had to deal with the battalion commander who escorted the military rations, and also ensured that the people of Deqing County were not bullied by the soldiers.

The officials stayed by Li Xiang's side, responsible for handling a large number of letters, contacting the villagers who came to Jiangnan, and taking care of the affairs of Li Xiang, a "village soldier" of 1,000 people.

As always, Radar took apprentices from craftsmen of different backgrounds to repair weapons and build camps.

Today is the day when Li Xiang personally cooks and opens a small stove for Liu Chengdong and others. Liu Chengdong didn't want to hit Zhang Qingping too much, lest he would not be happy to eat later, so he stopped talking about his meaning.

It's a coincidence. As soon as Liu Chengdong sat back in his chair, Li Xiang's personal guards invited everyone in the canopy to come over for dinner.

The wooden house was newly built, and some of the branches and leaves had not had time to be removed, and they exuded the smell of grass and trees in the rain.

Li Xiang wiped his hands and tilted his head, and Ding Shihang and Da Niu rushed to serve the food.

Three kinds of game, the same fried, the same roasted, the same stewed. One plate of cold vegetables, two large plates of braised pork, and five plates of stir-fried vegetables and vegetables.

Today's staple food is shredded bamboo shoots and lean pork noodles. Fresh bamboo shoots are shredded and simmered in soup with round noodles. After the noodles are cooked, add the fried shredded lean pork and the washed verdant wild vegetables.

The only sound in the wooden house is the sound of chopsticks tapping on plates, the sound of chewing bamboo shoots vigorously, and the sound of noodle sipping through the board. Liu Chengdong was in a bad mood, no one spoke, and the atmosphere was a little dull.

It's lively elsewhere, and it's strange that you can be in a good mood only if you get moldy in the corners.

Li Xiang gave his father-in-law a pair of chopsticks and vegetables, "Although the daily casualties are not large, they add up to a lot." Liu Yuan and Liu Sheng took away hundreds of people, and now they have less than 3,000 people available. ”

"Fang Tianding left five thousand people in the county seat, and there are thousands of young and strong followers, and it is impossible to capture them in a few days without an army of twenty or thirty thousand. The orphan army was stationed at the mountain crossing west of the county seat, which was considered to have strangled the road southbound from the west. ”

"Unless all 3,000 people die, the deadlock here cannot be broken in a short time. Why don't you plead your father-in-law to a few adults and try to be transferred to another place to participate in the war? ”

Liu Chengdong picked up the bowl as big as his face, snorted and drank dry noodle soup, thought for a while, shook his head and said:

"Forget it, it's useless. There was a lot of blood fighting everywhere, and no one wanted to see me intervene and stop annoying. ”

After Liu Chengdong finished speaking, he left, and went to sleep on the bed. Since being hidden in the snow, Liu Chengdong has been disheartened, in addition to eating meat and drinking wine, talking to someone, he is sleeping with a thin quilt, and the meat on his waist is loose.

Li Xiang was in a complicated mood.

For some unsightly reasons, Li Xiang didn't want to see Liu Chengdong die for Da Zhou. However, seeing Liu Chengdong's decadent appearance now, he felt a little uncomfortable.

The rest of the people in the cabin looked at each other and bowed their heads to eat in whispers.

The clerk wittily changed the topic and asked Radar: "The apprentices of craftsmen found from the people of the former Deqing County are still working hard?" ”

"Work hard, all of them are very energetic!" Radar swallowed the fragrant and slippery noodles in his mouth and replied with a quick nod.

Yang Yingdong, who swore that he could no longer float, wiped his mouth with a cloth towel, "The subordinates of the old village master have been re-replenished to more than three thousand, and most of the newly recruited soldiers are from the people of Deqing. These people are not afraid of death on the battlefield, and when they see Fang Lajun, they rush forward to fight to the death. ”

Zhang Qingping sighed, "The Yongle Puppet Dynasty did not let many people enjoy happiness, but it caused millions of small people to suffer. The surroundings of Deqing were beaten into white ground, and the rest of the people had a deep hatred with Fang Lajun, and they hated not to die with Fang Lajun, and it was strange not to work hard. ”

Wang Xiaochen and the three little girls beside her didn't speak, but just elegantly drank the soup with a wooden spoon.

Radar thought of the rumors about the officers and soldiers since the war, and muttered:

"Some of the Great Zhou troops are not much better. The army led by Han Zhao, Lord Yu, and Lord King of Fujian Road is fine, but the other officers and troops are too cruel, how good is the army of Fang La? ”

"General Liu Guangshi, who had just been promoted to envoy, was rumored to have led 100,000 people with him on the south bank of the Qiantang River. There are also the soldiers of the Western Army under General Yao Pingzhong, who are simply evil......"

Seeing that the more Lei Lei spoke, the more excited he became, the clerk and the old man Zhang hurriedly reminded with their eyes. The radar quickly stopped, but the owner of the village, who couldn't see the abuse of the small people, had already heard it.

In order to hide his gaffe, Li Xiang ordered a few nonsense words such as remembering to wash the dishes, so he put on an oily coat and hat, and stepped on clogs and walked out of the wooden house.

The sound of clogs "stepping on the feet" was far away. Everyone in the wooden house exhaled, and Old Man Zhang and Ding Shihang glared at the radar.

Radar calmed down, laughed twice, and continued to eat and drink noodles.

It was not long before the three sons rose up in the village and were promoted by the old village owner, and they have always adhered to the principle of being kind to others, being kind, and making a fortune together. Seeing that there was some cold in the house, he repeatedly served vegetables to everyone and asked:

"The old village owner has few people, and I've been too busy in the past two days. I heard that more than 20% of the military rations sent to us have been deducted? ”

At the mention of this, everyone is excited.

"Yes, what is the command of the forbidden military camp is too much of a thing, what do you say that people on the road eat horses and chew, and the loss is too great."

"Foolish! Before the allocation of grain, grass and materials, the loss on the road had been taken into account, and an extra part was given. Still eating horse chews? There are not many miles of land in total, and there are not many animals, where are the people who eat and chew horses? ”

"There is a loss of food, which is more or less a reason. But the swords, guns and arrows are also deducted, and they are fighting on the road? Or did you eat iron and wood? ”

"Hahaha......"

Li Xiang was in his cabin, listening to the voices of the three men and the others not far away, and muttered:

"Xing, the people are bitter. Death, the people suffer. ”

"The Fang La army kills and tortures people, the Great Zhou army also kills and tortures people, and it is always the ordinary people who work hard to suffer. They are all people on the same land, so why should they fight like enemies who do not share the same sky? ”

"The Zhuang Ding troops who attacked Qinling, in the eyes of the small people in Qinling Village, will they also be very murderous...... It's time to take a trip to the depths of the Qinling Mountains. ”

Li Xiang is no longer a soft-hearted person.

When Mingyue Village first started, he took the disabled villagers, the villagers and a group of half-sized children to fight a bloody battle for survival.

After Zhao'an, Mingyuezhai was renamed Mingyuezhuang, and Li Xiang clashed with Huang Cheng's family for the sake of interests, and killed many people. also acquiesced to the retaliatory actions proposed by Zhao Bo and others, and unscrupulously broke down and killed people.

When he came to Jiangnan, Li Xiang realized that the tragic things he had done, seen, and heard were not enough to see compared with the cruel battlefield where hundreds of thousands of people attacked and killed each other and millions of people suffered.

Li Xiang's endurance is almost to the limit. He just wanted to find out how long the war between the Great Zhou and Yongle Dynasty would last, how many innocent people would have to suffer, and how many lives would be needed to eliminate the hatred of the sky?

In the afternoon of the same day, that is, on the afternoon of 11 May, Liu Sheng sent people to Li Xiang and asked for the transfer of 500 people from Li Xiang's direct troops.

Liu Sheng asked for support, but he didn't say what happened. Li Xiang was very strange, but he didn't think much about it, Liu Sheng would not betray him.

Li Xiang directly sent 500 people to Yujialing to suspend the offensive against Deqing County. Within a few days, Liu Sheng sent Li Xiang a big gift.

The morale of the soldiers and the actual combat strength are very delicate things.

For the whole day of May 11, the rain was heavy in all parts of the Yangtze River, and it was not harvested until evening.

One hundred and ten miles north of Hangzhou, Han Shizhong and Wu Fu have been fighting fiercely, and the soldiers on both sides are very tired.

The Yongle Dynasty still had food, but the manpower was limited, and there was a stagnation in the supply materials. Fortunately, it is a water town in the south of the Yangtze River that crisscrosses the waterways, and if it is changed to the north of the Yellow River, a slight difference in logistics and supply is enough to lead to the collapse of the army.

The soldiers of the Wu Fu Department worked hard for many days, and the fatigue was not the most terrible, the key was the lack of replacement and repair of ordnance. Invisibly, the combat power of the soldiers of the Fangla Army has decreased a little.

The soldiers of the Great Zhou Army are one less to make up for one, and it is not too convenient to recruit soldiers from the young men who hate the Yongle Dynasty, but the soldiers of the Wu Fu Department can only watch the brothers around them die one less one. The fear caused by the disparity in strength devoured the hearts of the soldiers of the Fang La Army step by step.

Under the influence of multiple factors, the morale and combat power of the soldiers of the Yongle Dynasty continued to decline, which was the effect of the national strength and the battlefield situation.

The casualty ratio of the soldiers on both sides was further stretched, and the soldiers of the Great Zhou Army were obviously under less pressure than the soldiers of the Fang La Army.

Han Shizhong also had a headache about the problem of too many casualties, but he didn't dare to relax a little, because the strings were already tightened, and it would always hurt people. If you don't hurt the enemy, you will hurt yourself.

At night, the string broke, and Han Shizhong took the lead in opening the gap to Hangzhou.

A general of the Fangla army, who secretly "repented" to the Great Zhou army, first burned his own camp, and then frantically attacked other camps, causing chaos, mutinies, and camp roars. Ironically, he also died in the chaos.

Han Shizhong ordered the whole line to attack, and prepared more rockets, fire tanks, and oil to facilitate night fighting.

The firelight was reflected by the water, and the battlefield within a radius of dozens of miles was like the god of fire descending.

Wu Fu only had time to gather the elite and let most of the elite in armor retreat south with 6,000 combatable troops, so he took hundreds of personal soldiers and 1,300 elite in armor to rush towards Han Shizhong's Chinese army, buying time for the escape of nearly 10,000 troops.

Morale was low, the camp was not secured, and the battle formation collapsed, and the soldiers of the Wu Fu Department no longer had the heart to fight.

In Wu Fu's bloody battle, the miscellaneous soldiers who learned that someone had retreated first and felt that they had been abandoned by Wu Fu were the first to scatter and flee, and then the battleable army, and the remaining nearly 1,000 elites were quickly surrounded by tens of thousands of Zhou troops.

Han Shizhong was dressed in black lacquer and Shunshui Mountain Wenjia, riding on a tall horse and shouting:

"Wu Fu, the general trend of the Yongle puppet dynasty has gone, and you still don't surrender?!"

"Look at the sergeants around you, you can't bear to let them all die?"

The firelight, the screams, the fleeing soldiers, the fallen flags, and the whistling of the bed crossbow made up a battlefield of defeat.

Wu Fu licked his chapped and bleeding lips, bowed deeply to the surroundings, and said with a miserable smile:

"I'm defeated, it's not a crime of war!"

"Brothers, I've been a problem to you. The 10,000 people who have been evacuated should have gone far away, so let's save our lives! ”

The pro-soldier colonel was a step late. Wu Fu was unwilling to be humiliated, cut his throat with a knife, and soon lost his life.

The night breeze brings damp moisture, and there is also stickiness in the coolness.

Where Wu Fu fell, nearly 1,000 elite troops were surrounded by tens of thousands of Great Zhou legions. At the moment, however, the battlefield was quietly terrifying.

The pro-soldier colonel closed Wu Fu's eyes. When he looked up, there was only madness in his eyes.

Han Shizhong frowned slightly, called over Han Yanzhang, and asked him to mobilize all the pro-military camps and go up to fight to the death at any time.

Nearly 1,000 elite troops clenched their swords and guns.

"Into the fucking big week!"

"Avenge the General!"

"Da Zhou will not let go of the mud on the soles of our feet, fight with them!"

"Die a happy death, so as not to be tortured in every way!"

……

The apparent collapse of the Yongle Dynasty was full of unwillingness, unyielding and resistance from the beginning.