In the past, the palace marshal of the Jingying Palace, now the blue brick walls are burned black, and on both sides are Wei soldiers wearing dark armor.

In a spacious room in the palace marshal's mansion, there were originally all kinds of antiques, calligraphy and paintings, and rare jade, but now they were thrown at the door as garbage.

There were only three people in the room, Zhu Huan, Wu Qi, and Cao Xiu.

Qi Jiguang and Yan Gang were taking inventory of the Beijing camp, confiscating the remaining grain and grass, and looting weapons and other items.

In the center of the room is a square sand table, which is not too delicate, but it can be recognized as a topographic survey map near Jinling.

Zhu Huan pulled out the chess pieces symbolizing the Beijing camp in the sand table: "The army around Jinling, only the Beijing camp has more than 10,000 people. Now that we have defeated the Beijing camp and sent troops, there will be no further trouble. ”

During the time of Emperor Taizu, Jingying was indeed the most difficult hard bone to gnaw, concentrating the most elite army in the country, and the main general was the top general during the founding of the country.

And now, the army of Jingying has been transferred to various places to quell the chaos, and the remaining army is less than 100,000, otherwise Zhu Huan would not be able to take Jingying as easily as now.

"Now the closest city to us and the most garrisoned city is this, Zhenjiang!" Zhu Huan pointed to a city on the sand table and said: "Zhenjiang is by far the most threatening city to our army, with more than 80,000 garrisons, standing in the lower reaches of the Yangtze River below the mouth of the lake. Troops can be sent to Jinling, and the north is based on foreign enemies. Defend the retreat on the river, defend with terrain advantages, and wait for the Yangzhou garrison to come to help. ”

"If you want to fight Zhenjiang, you can't delay it for too long." Wu Qi frowned and said: "The Yangzhou garrison is 60,000 and the Zhenjiang garrison is 80,000, and they are at odds with each other. ”

"That's right, that's why the imperial court will shift its focus to the north, because as long as Yangzhou and Zhenjiang are there, the south can't be lost." Zhu Huan said with a smile: "But now that we have defeated Jinling, Zhenjiang and Yangzhou have fallen into a natural disadvantage, because without Jinling, the most solid barrier, the Zhenjiang garrison will have a breakthrough." ”

"If Zhenjiang is defeated, you can threaten Yangzhou and take the rear of the imperial army, wonderful." Cao Xiu admired.

Cao Xiu was impressed by Zhu Huan's strategic gaze, it seemed that Zhenjiang was just a city standing in the lower reaches of the Yangtze River, but in fact, this city was indeed the biggest breakthrough of the imperial army, with this southern military town as the leader, it could directly bounce to any defensive point of the imperial army in the south, and even force the northern expeditionary army of the imperial army to the point of being undefendable!

Conquering one Zhenjiang is better than defeating ten big cities!

"Your Highness, someone is asking to see you." There was a soft knock on the door of the room, and Yan Gang said outside the door.

"Who?" Zhu Huan frowned slightly.

"His Royal Highness King Yan's army, a young man named Zhang Fu, with five hundred light horsemen." Yan Gang said.

"Fourth brother's people?" Zhu Huan was a little surprised, and he didn't care that he was still discussing military affairs here, so he walked out directly: "Where is the person, take me quickly." ”

Cao Xiu hesitated a little: "Your Highness, with your identity, he should have come to see you." ”

", there's not that much between me and my fourth brother."

……

Outside the palace marshal's mansion in the Jingying Palace, the tall young man looked at Wei Wushu, who was wearing Xuanxi armor, and couldn't help but sigh: "His mother has a milky white Xuezi, this His Royal Highness King Qi is really awesome, it's not enough to knock down Jinling without saying a word, but he actually killed his mother in Jingying, it's really awesome." ”

This young man is Zhang Fu, the eldest son of General Zhang Yu of Yanshi, General Zhang Yu died in battle after the First World War of Dongchang, Zhang Fu inherited his father's position, and was quite optimistic about Zhu Di.

"Little General, His Royal Highness King Yan has instructed you to ...... a little when you meet His Royal Highness King Qi Converge a bit. Zhang Fu's lieutenant whispered.

As for what to converge on, of course, it was Zhang Fu's fragrant mouth.

"His mother has a milky white Xuezi, isn't this that I haven't seen His Royal Highness King Qi yet!" Zhang Fu scolded: "Besides, what is Lao Tzu reining in, Lao Tzu thinks I speak very fucking quality, is there a problem?" ”

"Uh...... There are 100 million problems. "The lieutenant is embarrassed.

"milky white Xuezi, there will be no problem if Lao Tzu cuts you!"

Adjutant: ......

Zhang Fu's principle is that the most efficient way to solve the problem is to kill the person who creates the problem.

After a while, a young man in plain clothes walked out of the door of the palace marshal's mansion, followed by Qi Jiguang and Yan Gang.

"You are Zhang Fu sent by the fourth brother?" Zhu Huan looked Zhang Fu up and down.

He remembered Zhang Fu, the son of Zhang Yu, the future British duke, the elder of the Yongle, Hongxi, Xuande, and Orthodox dynasties, and the last god of war general in the early Ming Dynasty. He conquered Annan four times and captured the puppet king of the other party three times, leaving his name in history.

It's a pity that he was later killed by Zhu Qizhen, the "son of heaven", and Zhang Fu, a seventy-five-year-old veteran, died in Tumubao, which is regrettable.

Today's Zhang Fu is still a twenty-six-year-old young man, strong and burly, it is difficult to think that this person will be the British Duke of the Ming Dynasty in the future.

"a milky white snowchild, Lao Tzu...... Ahem, the last general almost broke his horse's leg along the way, but he can be regarded as seeing His Royal Highness King Qi. Zhang Fu said with emotion.

With this opening, the lieutenant general was directly petrified.

Okay, his boss's mouth is amazing, in front of the younger brothers of His Royal Highnesses King Qi and King Yan of the Ming Dynasty, he doesn't speak without restraint.

Zhu Huan's expression also stiffened slightly.

Zhang Fu opened his mouth, and the majestic image of the British Duke in Zhu Huan's heart instantly shattered.

What the hell is going on?!

Doesn't it mean that the British public is humble and rigorous, rigorous and doggy!

This is the Internet Chopin in the canyon who surrounds his parents with a keyboard!

You return my English duke!

"Are you...... Zhang Fu, the eldest son of General Zhang Yu? Zhu Huan also wanted to save the image of the British duke, and he suspected that the young man was just colliding with the British duke.

"Yes, yes, do you know my father?" Zhang Fu said with some surprise.

Zhu Huan: ......

"General Zhang Yu is brave, this king has naturally heard of it, but it is a pity that in the first battle of Dongchang, General Zhang Yu died bravely to save the fourth brother." Zhu Huan said.

"His mother has a milky white snow, Sheng Yong, this deflated calf thing, killed my father with conspiracy, damn, sooner or later Lao Tzu will have to cut off his dog's head and hang it in the pit!" Zhang Fu scolded and scolded.

The deputy general reminded in a low voice beside Zhang Fu: "Little General, His Royal Highness King Yan said before that you should restrain yourself in front of His Royal Highness King Qi......"

"Uh-uh......" Zhang Fu coughed twice in embarrassment.

"It's okay, it's okay, Zhang Fu is the fourth brother's favorite general, uninhibited, very reasonable, this king doesn't mind." Zhu Huan gave Zhang Fu a step down.

"Your Highness really has a good temperament, just like me Zhang Fu, haha." Zhang Fule said hehehe.

Zhu Huan's face was expressionless and did not answer.

Who's like you sand sculpture!