"My lord, I, I really can't do it, you better let me out of the city!" Yang Shicong looked frightened, and kept begging for a man in front of him who was wearing a leather coat and hat in this early autumn weather. "I'm just a civil servant, and I can't do anything to stay here. Besides, King Pingxi and Lord Zhang have not mentioned this matter to the lower officials! ”

The leather-clothed man smiled, and the hideous meaning at the corner of his mouth was even worse, "Joke, this matter is a secret matter of the military aircraft, how can you know about it as a little Han official." I'm not afraid to tell you, all the people who came to act this time were the dead soldiers of the forward battalion raised by the Imperial Front. In other words, I sent you here, first, because you are quite familiar with Zheng Zhilong's barbarians, and secondly, ......, hehe, and secondly, because the above no longer treats you as a living person! ”

As soon as the words fell, the leather-clothed man had already taken advantage of the situation, twisted Yang Shicong's neck with his hands like lightning, and twisted slightly, Yang Shicong's neck had turned to an incredible angle, his eyes were wide open, and he slowly collapsed to the ground with a frightened expression.

The leather-clothed man gently kicked Yang Shicong's corpse with his heels, and said expressionlessly: "Carry him to the bed, if the Ming people come to ask, they will say that the envoy is tired from the journey, and occasionally feels cold, and needs to rest in bed!" ”

"Huh!" Several figures flashed out of the darkness, and carried Yang Shicong's body out neatly.

The leather-clad man's fingers clicked, and a short man leaned closer, hunched over his waist, and bowed his head to listen. "Cocteau, you are not yet sixteen years old, there is no need to stay in this Xiangyang death place, go out of the city now. Evacuate the Yiqiē outside the city to answer, go back and tell Lord Sù Luck Dehun and Lord Zhang, I, Erden and the four hundred warriors under my command, are ready to die for the Qing Dynasty, please take care of our relatives! ”

"Master!" The little man Kirktor fell to his knees. Tears.

"Go, don't be like a woman, our men in the Eight Banners shed blood without tears, how can there be immortals in the fight for the country, and now this way of death is the true color of my Eight Banners men!"

Kirktor was not speaking. Kneeling on the ground and kowtowing three times, he got up with a cat's waist and disappeared into the darkness in a blink of an eye.

Erden did not look back, but stared out the window in the deep night. It has been three days since he arrived in Xiangyang, and the arrangement of the army should have been completed, and tonight, with the offensive of the army, he will also lead his children to set off an earth-shattering chaos in Xiangyang City, completely destroying the command center of the Zheng family's army. When the time comes. The Qing army will take this important town of Huguang without blood, and he Erden will also become a bright star in the history of the Qing Dynasty's conquest.

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Zheng Zhilong's mood in the past two days has finally improved. The soldiers were invincible, and the once dominant Dashun army was like a flock of lambs to the slaughter under his attack, and they were wiped out while talking and laughing. Is this the Iron Army of the Great Shun Dynasty that once forced Emperor Chongzhen to death? Zheng Zhilong was proud to make comparisons in his heart. The elite of the border army of the Ming Dynasty is vulnerable in front of the Dashun army, and my Zheng family's soldiers and horses have been invincible and invincible since they left Fujian. It's to fight with the Eight Banners Iron Cavalry. Zheng Jun may not be able to lose the upper hand!

When you're in a good mood, you naturally want to have a few drinks. But all the generals have already marched out of Xiangyang, even his younger brother Zheng Zhibao is far away in Yuezhou to exterminate the remnants of the Shun army, and the eldest son Zheng Sen has already marched westward, preparing to receive the territory left by the Qing army after retreating, and there is really no one around him who can share this happiness. Zheng Hongkui? Chen Ding? Think about it or forget it, these two readers talked. It's really unpleasant, what else can you say except for some frustrating words that have lost the scenery?

But the people who serve around him are mostly clever people, and someone has already built Zheng Zhilong. Several Mongolian beauties presented by the Qing army are now in the Xiangwang Mansion, you might as well find them, see how they dance, and by the way, evaluate their taste.

From what people said, Zheng Zhilong's heart suddenly felt as if he had been scratched by a cat's claw, and his heart was itching. If you want to talk about this beauty, Zheng Zhilong is crisscrossing the seven seas, what kind of goods have you never seen. Western whites, Kunlun slaves who are as dark as charcoal, Korean beauties, and women from the Wa country. But to be honest, this Northland Mongolian woman has really never tasted what it is like. In addition, in the past two months since the expedition, I have been so busy with military affairs that I have not even had a moment to recreation, but today is a rare opportunity to relax.

Zheng Zhilong nodded in agreement, the people below were naturally busy, and in an instant, the banquet and musicians were already in place. With the sound of strings and bamboos, three women dressed in bright, tight Mongolian slit robes walked up to the front of the hall.

Toast to Zheng Zhilong with Mongolian rituals, carefully look at it, although this Sanming Mongolian beauty is not as delicate and gentle as the Jiangnan woman, but it is better than a kind of heroic spirit that is extremely rare in the Central Plains, especially stepping on the unique drum beat and rhythm, dancing, it is like a beautiful peacock dancing happily on the endless grassland, which is unique.

Where have the musicians in the palace seen such dance steps, the slow rhythm of various musical instruments can't keep up with the pace of the three of them at all, so the two sides seem a little out of place, but one of the Mongolian women wearing a brimmed peaked hat sat straight into Zheng Zhilong's arms, took the carved wooden barrel used to warm wine on the table, flipped it over, and slapped it with a slender jade hand, although the sound was simple, but the rhythm was just to cater to the dance steps of the two Mongolian women, which made Zheng Zhilong also applaud loudly for a while.

Seeing Zheng Zhilong and the Mongolian woman slapping the wooden barrel alternately, the servant next to him couldn't help but cover his mouth and chuckle, looked at the stunned and embarrassed musician in the hall, waved his hand lightly, and led everyone to quietly retreat, gently covering the palace door from the outside.

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Near midnight, people in the west of Xiangyang City suddenly shouted horses neighing, and after a lot of effort, a cavalry team galloped to the door of Xicheng, shouting and scolding to open the door.

The city guards were also drunk, and when they heard someone calling for the city, they suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, climbed up to the city in three steps and two steps, and ordered the soldiers to light lanterns and torches, and prepare bows and arrows to roll wood.

The people and horses below have already been scolding, the city guards rubbed their drunken eyes, and carefully looked at the soldiers and horses under the city, all of them were the banners of Zheng Jun, but they were all crooked and oblique, and many of them seemed to be injured, and the banners were also messy.

"General Hou, the gate of the city will be closed immediately when it enters the night, and no one shall be allowed to order or trespass!" The city keeper shouted with courage.

As soon as the words fell, with a "whoosh", a feathered arrow flew past his cheek, and plunged straight into the pillar on the arrow tower behind him, still trembling.

"Open your dog's eyes! It was the eldest prince who drove in person, and there was an urgent military situation to meet the Hou Ye! Delay the military situation, watch out for your dog's head! ”

The city guard was startled, and hurriedly leaned out of the city, and opened his eyes to see that Zheng Sen's figure was indeed in the crowd, and the arrow just now was also sent by him.

The city guard gave himself a mouth very simply, "Don't blame the eldest prince, the villain is old and dizzy, open the door!" ”

The city gate opened slowly, and the more than 1,000 soldiers and horses outside the city had been waiting impatiently, and as soon as the city gate was half opened, Zheng Sen couldn't wait to jump on the suspension bridge, pass through the urn city, and go straight to the palace of King Xiang.

When he arrived at the palace, some soldiers had already rushed to report in advance, and the middle door of the palace was wide open, but Zheng Sen didn't even get off the horse, and went straight into the palace.

When he arrived in the backyard, the chief manager beside Zheng Zhilong hurriedly greeted him, and before he could say hello, Zheng Sen did grab the front of his clothes, "Where is my father?" ”

The chief steward hurriedly pointed to the dormitory, "Master Hou just drank and enjoyed singing and dancing, and he should have rested at this time!" ”

Zheng Sen threw away the manager and strode towards the dormitory. The manager was startled, and got up from the ground in a hurry, "The eldest prince, the Hou Ye commanded, don't disturb if you don't have important things, this ......, you see?" ”

"Less nonsense!" Zheng Sen didn't even look back, "I have an urgent military situation to meet my father, and ...... dare to stop me?" ”

The guards behind him flashed their blades and pushed the chief manager aside.

Zheng Sen came to the main entrance of the dormitory and bowed down, "Father, the child Zheng Sen galloped back in the starry night, and there is a heavy military situation to report in person!" ”

But there was no movement in the temple, only the lights in it shone on the lattice, flickering incessantly.

Zheng Sen shouted loudly several times, but there was no response in the hall. Turning around to look at the steward, the steward quickly shook his head, indicating that he didn't know the situation in the temple either.

When Zheng Sen was anxious, he walked to the door of the hall and listened to the movement, but faintly heard a strange sound, like a difficult gasp in the chest of a dying man, but he couldn't hear it clearly.

Zheng Sen gritted his teeth, "Father is not strange, the child is here!" He pushed the door of the temple hard, but he didn't move. At this moment, Zheng Sen was a little breathless, so he simply raised his foot and kicked it, and the door of the palace opened.

But the scene surprised everyone, three unclothed beauties, two of them were on the left and right, and the colorful belts in their hands were tightly wrapped around Zheng Zhilong's neck on the soft couch in the lobby, and one person was behind Zheng Zhilong, firmly locking Zheng Zhilong's hands with his hands. Although Zheng Zhilong was born as a military general and pirate, and his body was strong, he was locked by this woman, and he couldn't move, only a pair of thighs full of black hair kept stepping helplessly, and his face was already covered with a layer of gray color, and even his eyes began to gradually turn white.

"Cheap daring!" Stunned, Zheng Sen immediately reacted, pulled out his waist knife with his backhand, and swooped straight at the three women. The guards did not dare to slack off, separated their men, blocked the temple gate, and the rest of the people were outflanked.

Seeing Zheng Sen and others kicking in the door, the three Mongolian women were also taken aback, and they didn't care about being naked, they just pulled their belts hard, and the belts tightened again, Zheng Zhilong was a little overwhelmed. (To be continued......)