At the moment when the two factions were arguing in front of Zhu Chenggong, a hurried messenger entered the Min Wangfu with a token and passed it directly to Zhu Chenggong.

The envoy gave a military salute and took out the bamboo tube tied to his body.

Zhu Chenggong asked people to take the bamboo tube and open it personally, waved his hand to let the messenger go down to rest, and someone went to entertain this hero.

Taking out some damp silk, Zhu Chenggong read it silently, this is a letter from Gan Hui, saying that he has entered the territory of Liuhe, and will arrive in Yangzhou in a few days, whether he needs rescue.

"Alright. Governor Gan has already marched through Liuhe, since you and others said that it is not easy to cross the river, then let the troops in Jiangbei rescue Jiangbei. ”

Zhu Chenggong waved his hand expressionlessly, making Feng Xifan speechless: Isn't this a self-defeating face?

It turned out that not long after the main force of the Zheng army returned from the west, ice floes gradually appeared on the Yangtze River, and out of the same considerations as Feng Xifan, part of the troops did not continue to cross the Yangtze River, and this part of the troops was led by Gan Hui.

Historically, Gan Hui was captured when he broke off Zhu Chenggong, and he would rather die than give in, and was finally escorted back to Nanjing for execution. At this time, Gan Hui, as the vanguard of the army, has been the vanguard of the Western Expedition since the recovery of Nanjing, and has not participated in any power struggle in Nanjing. However, this man whose fate was changed by history also inadvertently changed history.

"Humph!" Feng Xifan snorted in his heart. "This Gan Hui, what is it against me if you have nothing to do? It's really a bunch of rough people, it depends on them to fight the world, and when it's time to guard the world... Hum! "It is easy to fight the world, but it is difficult to defend the world, in order to make it "not so difficult" to defend the world, those in power often find various excuses to cut down the heroes.

With such resentment, Feng Xifan crossed the threshold and left the main hall of the Min Palace. Not to mention how Feng Xifan later exerted his talent as a conspirator, at least for now, Zheng Xi has seen a ray of light. Zhu Chenggong believes that there is no reason not to rescue Yangzhou under the premise that the reinforcements are in Jiangbei, even if Zheng Zheng is snatched out, it is much better than Zheng Zheng being martyred or even forced to surrender.

The envoy who was waiting for the gatehouse of the Min Wangfu was still taking a bath, and was informed that he could prepare to leave.

"It's not laziness, it's just that I'm afraid that my physical strength is insufficient, please allow Shangguan to let me rest for half a day."

This reasonable request was granted, and late at night, the messenger who had eaten well and slept well left the palace with several prominent members of the Zheng family's personal guards.

A few people traveled in casual clothes, but they hid short blades and firearms that were difficult to find even if they searched their bodies. It took two carriages in a row to change the carriage, and a few people left Nanjing City to change into sturdy stagecoaches. When the sky was bright, several people arrived at Longtanyi by land. The horse that was about to die with a humming spitting white breath was led to the post guard, and everyone had a full meal again.

In the evening, the group rushed to Jingkou and traveled almost 150 miles a day. It's about to catch up with the speed of Yang Guifei in the Tang Dynasty to transport lychees. That night, I rested for the night at Jingkou Station. In the early morning, everyone quietly boarded a small boat nailed with iron plates. Protecting critical parts with metal is the only way craftsmen can protect their ships--- and it may be sunken.

The boat drifted downstream along the river, so that the boat was actually heading northeast. Everyone swayed the oars together, and the four-kilometer-wide river was only two quarters long. In order to prevent the Qing army from holding the ferry, the ship did not choose to land at the ferry, but directly "grabbed the beach", abandoned the boat, and everyone tiptoed down to carefully observe the surrounding movements.

Pulling out their compasses to determine the general direction, several people walked towards a village in the north. Looking at the past, there were no chimneys in the village, and there was no courtyard wall surrounding the village. Obviously, as soon as the Qing army passes, this place will be finished.

"Would you like to go in and get some food?"

"Are you stupid?" The experienced sentry officer pointed to the growing house, "Are there any traces of fire here?" Murder and arson, murder and arson, do you know why you set fire? One is that the bandits destroy the evidence, and the other is that the army marches without leaving supplies and shelter for the enemy, obviously, this is already past the Tartars, and if the village is not burned, most of the Tartars are still there! ”

"That?"

"U-turn and get around!"

"Around?"

"If every village in the Tartars is dealt with like this, then a battle line of hundreds of miles will have to be pulled, where will the Tartars get the troops to fight Hangzhou? This small village is estimated to be able to accommodate more than 100 people, and at most you can see two miles of land around it. After this, the ground we just happened to hit will be safe. "Those who can be selected for the Zheng family's personal guard, in addition to those soldiers whose loyalty is limited by language and skin color, and berserkers in half-orc form, there are also some experienced low-level officers who come in to gild. This time to escort the messenger, Zhu Chenggong personally ordered a personal soldier sentry officer who could have been released to the general manager.

Walking into a forest not far away, everyone became more light-hearted. The sentry had somehow found a bamboo stick and kept probing the ground with it. He had the impression that the Tartar orcs were good hunters, and naturally could set traps against wild beasts in places that were inconvenient for patrolling.

I don't know how long it took, and the bamboo stick in the sentry's hand was suddenly pulled up. Sure enough, there was a rope trap here. Looking at the rope shaking in the air, everyone was trembling with fright.

"Lie down!"

The sentinel whispered, and everyone immediately straightened down and fell down, regardless of what was in front of them. After a while, after making sure that there were no Qing troops nearby, he waved his hand and asked everyone to continue on their way.

After sleeping outside for a night, ignoring the pain on the feet of the mountain road, several people lifted the quilt made of furoshiki and got up to hurry. Sleeping on the loess is naturally extremely uncomfortable, and there are insects on the back, but thinking that one day there will be a chance to sneak to Yangzhou, everyone seems to have been injected with a heart booster.

"Today, we're going to catch a few lonely fake tartars, strip them of their skins and put them on."

Several pairs of eyes looked at each other a few times and nodded.

"If it can be done, then I will be responsible for talking to the Tartars, you people should shut up. I have learned the words spoken by Tartars and fake Tartars, and your Min language, people will expose you if you read the word Fujian. ”

The sentinel told a joke, but no one had the heart to laugh. A few people kept walking north along the river, and the villages on both sides of the road became more and more dense, but the smoke from a village that could accommodate thousands of people at noon was not what a village of this size should be.

"Alas!"

I don't know who sighed wordlessly, and everyone sighed along. Ask yourself, I have actually done some things to take advantage of the people, but compared to these true and false Tartars who rate beasts and cannibals, everyone here is a moral gentleman--- they have never killed good people.

If there is a river, it means that there are people, and if there are people, then there will be grain, and if the Tartars want to eat, they have to keep scavenging grain and grass from around Yangzhou. Sure enough, in the afternoon, the Green Battalion rangers could be seen sporadically.

"Hide!" The sentry officer hurriedly dragged the heads of the "stunned greens" like a hen protecting her chicks.

The crowd waited for a long time and hid in a sparse forest. If these cavalrymen were scouting horses, they would definitely not be able to hide, and fortunately, the riders on the horses did not even look at this place.