Far away in the vast land of the lake, there is a county town called Anlu. This is the fief of King Xing, it is rumored that this King Xing likes Taoism, and worships God every day, and spends a lot of money.

However, such a prince is the most reassuring, and the court has no vigilance against him at all.

"The heavens are chaotic, the law does not exist, I have been waiting for this moment, but I have been waiting for a long time. "In a temple in Anlu, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy sat in the center of the main hall, looking up at the sky with a look of surprise on his face.

If someone can see through the void, they will be surprised to find that there are chains that have always blocked the entire An Lu. The source of these chains is the law of the imperial court, and unless there is an edict issued by the imperial court, this chain will not disappear.

At the beginning, Wang Shouren returned from Longchang, and he had been promoted to the realm of Confucianism, and even vaguely had the atmosphere of becoming a Confucian saint. He passed by this Anlu and felt that this place was a little strange, so he stayed to give lectures for a few days. And after he left, this place was blocked by the imperial court.

Since then, King Xing has never been able to leave this place. Whenever he wanted to leave secretly, he would be terrified, and even the Destiny would notice it for a moment, leaving all his secrets hidden.

However, how could King Xing be a person who was willing to accept his fate? Since this place was blocked by the imperial court, then he just had to find a way to break the law. What is the quickest way? Naturally, it is the idea to provoke war, so that the Ming Dynasty is unstable, and this law will naturally be loosened.

Therefore, this is also the reason why he will lend his Yin God Guard to King Ning, he hopes to let King Ning charge for him in the front, and he can collect the benefits in the back. As for King Ning's final result, this is not something he needs to consider.

Although something happened halfway, most of the Yin Shenwei was killed by the god. However, in essence, both he and the god had the same purpose, both to provoke King Ning to rebel.

"Knock me out of the way!" King Xing let out a cry with his fingers, and then a dilapidated wooden ship phantom appeared behind him. The wooden boat slammed forward, only to see an invisible ripple, which suddenly blocked away, and expanded to the entire range of An Lu between breaths.

In the void, the chains collapsed one after another. Because of the internal turmoil in the Ming Dynasty, the power of the law was greatly reduced, and it was impossible to resist the impact of this wooden ship.

"Hahaha. Just a breath, a big hole appeared in the sky, and King Xing's figure moved slightly, and the next moment he disappeared in place.

After King Xing left Anlu, a carriage soon appeared on the official road leading from Huguang to the capital. Driving the carriage was a middle-aged man, his face was wrinkled, and he looked very vicissitudes.

"This Zhu Haochen is still too wasteful, he is about to fail so soon, I'll give you more strength. King Xing lifted the curtain, closed his eyes and sat quietly in the carriage, muttering in his mouth.

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"Lord Wang, this is Qiaoshe, let's enter the city quickly!" Zhu Zhengyang took Zhu Haochen and led a thousand remnants of soldiers, and finally rushed to the county seat of Qiaoshe.

This Qiaoshe county is located in the northeast of Nanchang, with waterways on all sides, and it is also a place that is easy to defend and difficult to attack. However, the city of this county is low, and if there is a large army pressing the border, it can directly push the city sideways.

Most of the officials in Qiaoshe County were people from King Ning, and when they saw Zhu Haochen and others coming, they hurriedly opened the city gate and let people in.

"Hurry up and clean up the traces, and don't give away the news that I'm waiting here. After entering the city, Zhu Zhengyang hurriedly commanded the county order.

He didn't dare to let the people in Nanchang City come to the rescue, as soon as he came, there were already insufficient manpower in Nanchang City, where could he be distracted here. On the other hand, if their messenger were intercepted halfway, it would be tantamount to leaking the news that they were hiding here. Wang Shouren has an army of nearly 20,000 there, and they are completely inadequate.

For the sake of today's plan, only by hiding in the woodcutter, and then sending someone to drive the boats in the Yangtze River over, from the woodcutter into the Yangtze River, can we temporarily obtain safety.

After everything was arranged, Zhu Zhengyang sat outside the house where King Ning lived, and sighed deeply, for today's plan, the only way to do this is to tear down the east wall and make up the west wall, and get through the checkpoint in front of them, they don't dare to think about more things.

"This time the army was really hasty, but there is no turning back for us. In just a few days, Zhu Zhengyang's head has become much whiter, his face is full of wrinkles, and he looks a little decayed.

In these days, Zhu Haochen fell ill, and the burden suddenly fell on him. Before he started the army, he thought that he would have a four-to-fifty chance of winning, but now it seems that there are still too many omissions.

Especially the rebellion of the five thousand guards, for him, it was a fatal blow, leaving them without the capital to compete with the imperial court. In many cases, having a strong professional army can have a great impact on the balance of victory and defeat.

"But what should we do after entering the river? Why don't we go to the sea and go to the South Seas?" Zhu Zhengyang no longer had much hope that they would be able to win this battle, and he only wanted to escape with his life. Now they can gather 6,000 men. Nowadays, most of the lands in the South Seas are wild and inhabited, and with these people, they may be able to open up a place to live.

From a good orthodox official of the Ming Dynasty to a wild land, this gap is still quite large. However, now that it's all about time, what more could you ask for?

"My lord, but I'm worried about how to break the situation? If there is no noble person to help, this time King Ning will be in danger. Just when Zhu Zhengyang was sad, a voice suddenly came from behind him.

Zhu Zhengyang's heart trembled, and a cold air crept up his heart. It wasn't that he was startled by the sudden appearance of the voice, but that the voice was so permeable, like an eerie ghost talking.

He quickly turned his head and saw a tall, thin man dressed in white with drooping eyebrows. This person is not ugly, and his facial features are also Zhouzheng, but those eyebrows are hanging high, and the cheekbones are extremely deep, which looks like the white impermanence of the soul in the underworld, which is daunting.

"Who are you, how did you get in!" Zhu Zhengyang looked at the unfamiliar face of the visitor, and immediately shouted, but the depth of the voice was a little inward.

"Under the surname Bai, you can call me Mr. Bai. I came this time to help King Ning. The man smiled slightly, but his expression was even more weird, as if he really wanted to seduce your soul.