That night, a feast unfolded in the Beijing camp occupied by King Qi's army.

The aroma of barbecue and wine filled the camp, and the soldiers were able to relax after a hearty battle, and some even danced around the campfire.

Zhu Huan didn't have any princely arrogance in front of these soldiers who swore allegiance to him, and happily sat by the bonfire and drank with Wu Qi, Cao Xiu and others.

Zhang Fu sat beside Zhu Huan, like a starving ghost reincarnated, showing off two pots of soju and four roast chickens by himself.

"The main army of the Yan Wangfu should be in the north, how did you come here?" Zhu Huan asked Zhang Fu.

"Ao, His Royal Highness King Yan's army is now fighting Zhenjiang." Zhang Fu poured a large sip of soju and said.

"Huh?" Zhu Huan was a little confused: "You wait a while, the fourth brother's army has reached Zhenjiang?" ”

Is his memory messed up?

Historically, King Yan did decide to go south at the end of the third year of Jianwen, but in the real sense, Zhenjiang at the gate of Jinling was in June of the fourth year of Jianwen. At that time, the southern forces were mainly concentrated in Suzhou, Xuzhou, Lingbi and other places, and when they reached Zhenjiang, the imperial army was no longer able to return to the sky, and the defenders along the road chose to give up resistance and surrender directly.

But now it's only been three years since Jianwen, and the imperial army and the Yan Wang army are on a par, why did they suddenly kill Zhenjiang?

"His Royal Highness King Qi doesn't know that His Royal Highness King Yan's army went south to raid, broke through the eastern defense line and made a detour to Zhenjiang." Zhang Fu was so angry when he said this: "He's a milky white snowchild, the defender of Zhenjiang has played with his life to defend the city, and His Royal Highness King Yan's army has attacked the city several times, but it has not been captured." ”

Zhu Huan suddenly realized, it turned out that Zhu Di came to steal the house.

The main front of the imperial army has not collapsed, Zhu Di took a detour to pick the softest persimmon to fight, and really let him kill all the way to the door of Jinling.

However, this operation made Zhu Huan a little puzzled, this way of playing is really outrageous, and when the imperial army reacts, won't the Yan army finish the calf?

"This can't be delayed, the distance between Yangzhou's army is only two days' march, how long has the fourth brother been fighting Zhenjiang now?" Zhu Huan asked.

"Uh...... It's time for a day. Zhang Fu calculated the time and said.

"What!" Zhu Huan was shocked: "Why didn't you say it earlier?" ”

"His Royal Highness King Yan didn't let me tell you either." Zhang Fu said aggrievedly.

"You're a milky white snowchild, Zhang Fu, you're also a talent!" Zhu Huan's mouth was fragrant, and he immediately stood up: "Don't eat it, the whole army is ready, and you can send troops to Zhenjiang!" ”

Zhang Fu was shocked: "His Royal Highness King Qi, this is too hasty." ”

"Sloppy uncle!" Zhu Huan kicked Zhang Fu over, gritted his teeth and said, "If something happens to my fourth brother, this king will cut down your sacrificial flag first!" ”

……

Outside Zhenjiang, the Yanwang army camp

Zhu Di dragged his tired body back to the camp, today he personally supervised the battle, and was almost shot by a random arrow, and it was a personal guard who carried the arrow for him with his life.

In the camp of the Chinese army, Yao Guangxiao did not have the calm of the past, and asked seriously: "How is it?" ”

"It's not good, it's been a day, and there's no progress." Zhu Di shook his head.

Yao Guangxiao didn't say nonsense such as "Oh, I told you a long time ago not to fight like this, if you fight according to what I said", he is Zhu Di's strategist, and the strategist is to solve difficulties for the lord, not to talk nonsense.

"Today, a letter came to say that Yangzhou's army has sent troops, and if we can't defeat Zhenjiang tomorrow, we will face the dilemma of being attacked from both sides." Yao Guangxiao looked at Zhu Di: "Can you find King Qi to borrow troops, since his army can defeat Jinling, it must also have the strength to solve this dilemma." ”

Zhu Di sighed: "It's too late, I was careless, I thought I could defeat Zhenjiang before the Yangzhou reinforcements came, so I didn't let Zhang Fu go to King Qi for help at that time, and now I will send someone to borrow troops, it's too late." ”

Yan Shi went south, and the battle was solved very easily along the way, so that Zhu Di inevitably gave birth to the heart of contempt for the enemy.

However, this kind of contempt for the enemy is fatal, and it also puts Zhu Di in a predicament.

Fight and can't move, withdraw and can't withdraw.

"There should still be a chance." Yao Guangxiao pondered and said: "Take a detour from the upper reaches of the Yangtze River to Tongzhou, and take the coastal cities back to Beiping. ”

Zhu Di was silent.

This road is indeed a way of life, but it will be very costly.

The long escape route, in the face of the pursuit of the troops in Yangzhou, Huai'an and other places, Zhu Di's 100,000 army had to leave seventy percent on the road, to say the least.

The price is too tragic, but Zhu Di knows that this is the best route.

"If you can capture Zhenjiang, you don't have to do it." Zhu Di said.

He still has some hopes, yes, as long as Zhenjiang is conquered, with this city to defend, not only does he not have to run away, but he can use this advantage to threaten the rear of the imperial army and force Sheng Yong to divide his troops to fight.

"Your Highness, collect your troops." Yao Guangxiao sighed.

If Zhenjiang is defeated, then there will be everything, and the victory of Jingnan has basically been determined.

However, if it can't be defeated, then everyone will be buried here. If the troops are withdrawn, there is still a chance.

"Wait, wait." Zhu Di struggled a little in his heart.

He always felt that there was still a chance.

His perception told him that if he withdrew now, he would lose a lot of things.

"Tomorrow, when the sun is shining, we will attack Zhenjiang with all our might, and if we can't attack it, we will withdraw our troops." Zhu Di said.

Yao Guangxiao sighed and didn't say anything more.

……

The night was thick, and three thousand white horses galloped wildly on the field.

"At the current pace of marching, we will probably be able to reach Zhenjiang tomorrow." Zhu Huan calculated in his heart: "The tiger and leopard should be able to arrive at the end of the Mao Dynasty, as for Wei Wushu and the musketeers......"

Baima Yicong was the most elite light horseman, and he could rush from the Jingying Palace Marshal's Mansion to Zhenjiang in more than three hours at full speed. The Tiger and Par ride is a heavy ride, which is slightly slower and takes four hours.

As for the Wei soldiers and the musketeers, they were all foot soldiers, and even if they advanced at full speed, it would take a day to arrive.

So this time to fight Zhenjiang, I am afraid that the only ones who can be used are the white horse Yicong and the tiger and leopard riding.

The difficulty coefficient is very high, if it is on the plain, with these 9,000 cavalry, Zhu Huan dares to fight an army of 100,000, but in siege warfare, the use of cavalry is not much greater than that of foot soldiers.

Zhu Di's 100,000 troops couldn't capture Zhenjiang, and his 9,000 cavalry estimated to have no effect.

But this is also a helpless thing, after all, time waits for no one.

"His Royal Highness King Qi......" Zhang Fu seemed to have something to say.

Zhu Huan rescued Yanwangfu, and Zhang Fu naturally followed.

"Shut up, this king doesn't want to hear you now." Zhu Huan's face was gloomy.

He now has the heart to slash Zhang Fu, if it weren't for the fact that this dog basket said too late, he would have had time to mobilize Wei Wushu to attack the city, instead of rushing to the rescue with nine thousand cavalry like now.

He's a milky white Yukiko!