On the second day of the sixth month of the Chang'an calendar, at noon.

In the building boat that drove Jiangzhou to chase thieves, on the rolling waves of Jishui, the governor of Yangzhou Prefecture, the deputy governor, Wei Jin, passed away at the age of 60.

When the Yangzhou soldiers on the ships heard the bad news, they were first shocked, and then tears rained down.

On the occasion of Wei Jin's death, he confessed that Ying Qiong buried himself in the big river of Yangzhou.

Ying Qiong endured his grief and held a simple and solemn cremation for Wei Jin on the water.

A huge improvised raft carrying Wei Jin's body was surrounded by dry firewood and flowers picked from the shore.

The raft floated on the water, and all the warships slowly sailed behind.

Fan Chuan also rushed over in a small boat from the boat in the rear team.

At this moment, Ying Qiong, Shen Yan, and Fan Chuan were now at the bow of the boat, looking at the raft that was gradually drifting away, and their hearts ached faintly.

Fan Chuan didn't hold back, he cried as soon as he wow, and kept shouting Master in his mouth, but no one would answer him.

Shen Yan felt sad when he saw it, and hugged Fan Chuan in his arms to comfort him.

Ying Qiong stretched out his hand, and the soldiers on the side handed over bows and arrows, and a flame burned on the arrow.

Draw your bow and aim your arrows at the raft.

Ying Qiong burst into tears and ejaculated.

On the raft, the fire of dry wood ignited in an instant.

All the soldiers stood quietly and stared, and in their red eyes, there was infinite sorrow for the old manager. Some veterans even cried bitterly, unable to help themselves.

The fire on the water shines on every Yangzhou soldier.

"Boss, go all the way!" Ying Qiong muttered.

"Master!! I haven't learned from you yet, I haven't given my father Zhaoxue, and I haven't given you a wine to worship the teacher, why did you leave in such a hurry? Fan Chuan broke free from Shen Yan's embrace, lay on the side of the boat, and shouted heartbreakingly. On weekdays, the old man has been shouting, but he has never called him a master, and now he wants to shout, but it is too late.

With a sigh on the water, there was a sudden burst of singing, and gradually, the singing became more and more majestic, and it was a chorus of many people.

"Fifteen from the army, eighty years to return. Dao meets the villagers, who is there in the family. Looking at it from afar, it is the Jun family, and the pine and cypress mounds are tired. The rabbit enters from the dog's sinus, and the pheasant flies from the beam. The atrium is born in the valley, and Inoue is born in the valley. Chung Gu holds for cooking, and picks sunflower for soup. The soup is cooked for a while, and I don't know who Yi'a is. When I went out and looked east, tears fell on my clothes......"

A long song, all the soldiers shouted in unison, and the sadness was rippling with tears.

Ying Qiong heard the voice, more and more heartache, loneliness, it is extremely lonely, since childhood, the people who watched him grow up are no more, since then, in this world, he has no relatives except for the brother who has never met and is missing.

In this way, the soldiers of Yangzhou, on the journey, hurriedly bid farewell to their respected old manager in this way.

Wei Jin, with his regret that he did not see the stability of the world, turned into a speck of dust between heaven and earth, and in the end, went with the waves.

Suddenly suffering such a change, the Yangzhou army became heavy, with infinite grief, they looked at Jiangzhou with more firm and fierce eyes.

The wind was strong on the bow of the boat, and Fan Chuan was still looking at the raft that had sunk under the water and disappeared.

"Your master's regret is that the world is stable, and what you said is your father Zhaoxue, do you want to finish it with tears?" Ying Qiong's eyes were red, and he said to Fan Chuan sternly, looking at Fan Chuan's childish temperament, Ying Qiong suddenly understood Wei Jin's good intentions, and suddenly his heart softened, his eyes became soft, and he stretched out his hand and gently touched Fan Chuan's head.

"Okay, don't cry, the best memory for the boss is to fulfill his wish, right now, is to eliminate Zhao Cheng's forces and calm the civil strife. What's more, Yangzhou City is the home of the old boss, can you watch Zhao Cheng go into trouble? Ying Qiong patiently enlightened Fan Chuan, like a big brother.

Fan Chuan wiped his tears, looked at Ying Qiong, his eyes were shaking, and he nodded heavily.

"Shen Yan, order the whole army to never allow the rebels to disturb the Yangzhou City under the old boss's management! In this battle, Zhao Cheng must be captured alive! Ying Qiong said fiercely.

"Subordinates obey!" Shen Yan replied decisively.

Soon, the entire Yangzhou military fleet accelerated towards Jiangzhou with full sails and oars.

The green mountains on both sides of the strait have no intention of looking at it, and the shore is also in a hurry.

Shirtless, the soldiers killed Yangzhou City.

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On the fifth day of the first month of June, the Yangzhou army arrived in Jinjiangzhou, and after landing at the wharf, 5,000 people under Fan Chuan's command quickly took the undefended Jiangzhou City. In the surprised eyes of the people of Jiangzhou, the 35,000 army did not have time to rest, and began to rush towards Yangzhou again.

Ying Qiong also hurriedly sent people to report to Yangzhou non-stop. At the same time, he also took a trip to a green building in Jiangzhou, stayed for about a pillar of incense, and left.

The Yangzhou army rushed violently on the official road, frightening pedestrians to avoid it, and many villages along the way thought that the rebels were coming, and closed their doors and windows one after another, not daring to visit.

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About a day's walk from Yangzhou City, Zhao Chengzheng and his 5,000 men and horses hid in the shade of a tree to rest, and at this moment, they did not know that the Yangzhou army was already galloping behind them.

Zhao Cheng sat under a tree, munching on the wine and meat that the guests had brought from a nearby village, relishing it.

"Childe, isn't it time to go?" Lu Fu asked cautiously, he was afraid that he would disturb Zhao Cheng's eating and be scolded.

"What's the hurry? I expect that Ying Qiong won't be able to react for a while, and at this time, maybe he will still be looking at Yue County by the Red Leaf River in Wu County and sighing, hahaha. Zhao Cheng said with a greasy mouth, and licked his fingers from time to time.

Mr. Li, who was alone in the shade in the distance, heard this, smiled contemptuously, shook his head, and ignored it, just calculating in his heart, at this time, where Ying Qiong's army would go, and how long it would take to arrive in Yangzhou City.

The naïve Zhao Cheng thought that his plan Ying Qiong would not be able to react, and at this moment he was complacent in his heart, dreaming of shame.

The guests were also flattering, saying that Zhao Chengxi was smiling and more confident.

"Brothers, have a good rest, rush to Yangzhou City tomorrow, take it for me in one fell swoop, and when the city gate is closed, eat and drink spicy, let him come to attack the city!" Zhao Cheng suddenly shouted at the soldiers around him, and couldn't help laughing after speaking.

Those soldiers looked at the meat in Zhao Cheng's hand, smashed it in their mouths, and looked at the dry food in their hands, and couldn't help but lose the mood to respond.

"Mr. Li, why don't you come over for something to eat?" Zhao Cheng caught a glimpse of Mr. Li who was enjoying the shade alone, and waved the wine and meat in his hand and shouted.

"No, Childe hurry up and eat, maybe there won't be anything to eat tomorrow." Mr. Li said with a smile.

"Hahaha, sir is really joking." Zhao Cheng laughed.

Mr. Lee did not reply.

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