Jiujiang General Soldier Mansion, Chief Soldier Xu Yong looked at the person in black opposite with a serious face.

Xu Yong was originally just a general, responsible for the defense of the river outside Jiujiang City, and after Zhu Yousong was established as a prisoner, he was supported by gentry officials from all over the country.

At that time, there were also gentry who lobbied Xu Yong and asked him to support Zhu Yousong, the prison state. Xu Yong did not have the intention of rebellion at the beginning, and thought of arresting the gentry officials in the city who tried to rebel, and asking the court for merit and reward.

Who knew that before he could start moving, some of his soldiers began to make trouble, and when he sent his own soldiers to suppress it, even some of his own soldiers also participated in the rebellion, and the rebels poured into his mansion and besieged him in an attic. At this time, Xu Yong realized how powerful the force he was facing, and in desperation, he could only agree to follow the rebellion, take the initiative to express his allegiance to the Nanchang Imperial Court, and was named the chief soldier of Jiujiang.

The official position was promoted, but every time the power increased, the number of soldiers under his command was still so much, but Xu Yong didn't care, because he knew that he was not a descendant of Yuan Chonghuan and others, so naturally he would not be reused.

It is also beneficial not to be reused, at least he was not requisitioned to fight Nanjing City, avoiding the danger of dying on the battlefield.

The result of the Battle of Nanjing shocked Xu Yong, he saw the strength of the Praetorian Guard, and had other thoughts, but in order to control these generals, the Imperial Court of the Prison State originally ordered the generals to send their families to Nanchang. His family was in Nanchang, Xu Yong didn't dare to move, he didn't dare to risk his family being killed, so he could only continue to follow the rebels all the way to the dark.

So at the beginning, when Zheng Zhilong bombarded Jiujiang, Xu Yong led his subordinates to resist desperately, and had no other thoughts.

And now, the 30,000 Praetorian Guards have arrived outside Jiujiang City, and the big battle is imminent, Xu Yong doesn't dare to have other ideas, because he wants to think about his family.

When his subordinates told someone who claimed to be an envoy of the imperial court to call the door, Xu Yong's first reaction was to kill the person, but he stopped under the persuasion of his subordinates and ordered someone to bring this person into the city. After all, he had to consider the feelings of his brothers and didn't want another mutiny.

"General Xu is invited, and below is Zhao Qian, the one hundred households of Nanjing Jinyiwei Town, who was ordered to come and surrender the general. Your Majesty has said that you are all deceived people, and as long as you can repent and change your ways, you will not be guilty of your past sins." Zhao Qian stood in the middle of the hall, looked directly at Ran and said.

"You are very bold, are you not afraid that I will order you to be killed?" Xu Yong snorted coldly.

Zhao Qian said disdainfully, "You don't dare!"

"I don't dare?" Xu Yong smiled, "You're just a hundred, a sesame-sized thing, I will kill you like a chicken."

Zhao Qian sneered: "Although I am only a hundred households, but I am a messenger sent by His Majesty the Emperor to surrender, if you kill me, you will kill yourself, and when the city is broken, everyone will fight for me!"

"Resist? Not to mention that these tens of thousands of people outside the city can't capture Jiujiang at all, our army still has 200,000 troops, all of which are composed of young fishermen who are familiar with the rivers and lakes, and the outcome of the battle of Poyang Lake is still unknown!" Xu Yong said coldly.

"The 200,000 troops led by Yuan Chonghuan were all crushed and collapsed, how can your hastily assembled army compare with my powerful Praetorian Guard? Not to mention that there are still 50,000 Liao soldiers in our army with strong combat effectiveness, all of whom are strong soldiers who are used to fighting with Jiannu *** on the battlefield, and it is easy to defeat you. Your Majesty is a member of his people, and he has rebelled against him because of His Majesty, so he magnanimously allows you to surrender. If you are obsessed, you will bear all the consequences!" Zhao Qian said. ….

"It's a big deal to die in the future, since you choose to rebel with the prison country, Lao Tzu has no intention of surviving." Xu Yong snorted coldly.

Zhao Qian didn't speak again, just looked at Xu Yong coldly, he knew that the other party was very inward, and he was actually scared to death in his heart when he shouted and shouted to kill.

"Dashuai, the so-called war between the two countries does not kill the envoys, there is something to say." Without waiting for Xu Yong to finish speaking, an officer in the hall stood up and persuaded.

"Yes, if you have something to say, buying and selling is not benevolent, there is no need to shout and kill." Another subordinate also stood up and persuaded Xu Yong.

For a while, the officers in the hall spoke one after another, all of them persuaded Xu Yong not to be angry, and to kill the messenger.

"Do not be deceived by him, he is coming

Shake the hearts of our army, if they are sure to take Jiujiang City, why should they send people to persuade them to surrender?" For the sake of his wife and children in Nanchang City, Xu Yong still wanted to struggle.

"Not sure? It's a joke, there are 100 red-coated cannons in my Praetorian Guard alone, and although Jiujiang City is strong, it can't withstand the bombardment, at most ten days and eight days, it will definitely be able to collapse the city wall. The reason why I was sent to persuade me to surrender was to put an end to the flames of war, so that the people of the city would not die in the war." Zhao Qian said.

"Take him down first, take him down." Seeing that if Zhao Qian continued to speak, his own people's hearts would be completely gone, Xu Yong hurriedly ordered.

The two sergeants came to Zhao Qian's side, and when they were about to escort Zhao Qian down, someone suddenly came to report that the Fuzun Ma Wenchao was coming.

The Ming Dynasty was noble and martial, and the Nanchang Imperial Court also followed this "fine" tradition. Although Xu Yong is the chief soldier who controls the army of the whole city, his status is far inferior to that of Ma Wenchao, the four-grade prefect.

It stands to reason that Xu Yong should have taken someone out to greet Ma Wenchao, but for some reason today, Xu Yong sat in the hall and didn't move at all. He didn't move, and the other generals and commanders naturally didn't go out.

After a while, I saw Ma Wenchao, who was wearing a red official robe, walking in with a serious face.

"The last general is discussing military affairs with his subordinates, and he has not been far away, and he has asked Ma Fuzun to atone for his sins." Xu Yong clasped his hands and saluted at Marven Chao.

Ma Wenchao waved his hand: "General Xu doesn't need to be polite. When the enemy army was approaching the city, and the battle was imminent, I summoned the gentry and merchants in the city to discuss the matter of defending the city, and raised a sum of money and grain to raise the army.

"Thank you, Mafuzun." Xu Yong hurriedly said.

"By the way, just now Mr. Xu said that he was discussing in the military, and he didn't know what to discuss, by the way, who is this person?" Saying that, Ma Wenchao looked at Zhao Qian who was standing in the hall.

Zhao Qian laughed and said, "Below is Zhao Qian, the one hundred households of Jinyi Wei Nanjing Town, who has come to recruit rebels such as Er at the behest of His Majesty."

Ma Wenchao said angrily: "It turned out to be someone sent by the faint monarch, General Xu, let people take him down!"

Zhao Qian sneered, "Take me? Who dares! The army is about to break the city, aren't you afraid of slaughtering the nine clans all over the house?"

As soon as the words were spoken, the faces of everyone in the hall changed greatly, and even the two sergeants standing behind Zhao Qian also subconsciously dodged two steps.

Zhao Qian clenched his fists and walked towards Ma Wenchao, saying as he walked: "You Ma Fuzun is also a Jinshi, and you read the book of sages, but you are attached to the rebellion and betrayal of Your Majesty and betrayed the Ming Dynasty, you are really a chaotic minister and thief!" ….

As he spoke, he raised his fist and smashed Marven towards the door, screaming at the bloody face of Marven Chao.

"Mr. Xu, kill him quickly!" Marven Chao lay on the ground and shouted sadly.

"Stop him!" Xu Yong hurriedly commanded.

"Who dares to stop me from connecting the Nine Clans!" Zhao Qian's fierce eyes glared at the two sergeants, and the two sergeants were so frightened that they retreated again and again, where did they dare to take a step forward.

"Betraying Daming is disloyalty, and it should be killed!" Zhao Qian said and kicked Ma Wenchao in the abdomen.

"Betraying the monarch's father is unfilial piety, and he should be killed!" Zhao Qian said with another kick.

"It is unkind to disregard the life and death of the people of the city!" Another hard kick.

"It is unjust to disregard the lives of colleagues!" As he spoke, he stepped down again.

Stepping down, Marven spurted blood into the kicked mouth, hunched over like a shrimp and screamed loudly.

There were more than a dozen rebel generals and leading officers standing in the hall, and none of them dared to come forward to stop Zhao Qian's move.

"Such a disloyal, unrighteous, unkind, and unfilial person will be a scourge if he remains in the world, so just kill him." Zhao Qian said and walked towards an officer, "Brother Lao, borrow your waist knife."

The officer was stunned for a moment, but did not dare to squeak. Zhao Qian ignored him anymore, stretched out his hand and pulled out the knife from his waist, and walked towards Ma Wenchao.

"Stop, stop him!" Xu Yong shouted.

Zhao Qian glanced at Xu Yong contemptuously, grabbed a knife flower, and slashed down, the head fell to the ground, and the blood spurted out a foot away, startling everyone in the hall to dodge.

"Mr. Xu, it's time to make a decision, right?

Zhao Qian pointed at Xu Yong with a knife and said coldly.

Ren Guocheng