Jiujiang is less than 100 miles away from the mouth of the lake.

And less than 30 miles after the mouth of the lake is the Hukou River, which is the section of the Yangtze River that connects to Poyang Lake, with a length of more than 100 miles.

Of course, this big river is not as long as the Yangtze River, but it is much wider than the Yangtze River, and the width of the river here is only 10 miles, but this river is twenty or thirty miles wide, extending from the Yangtze River to the south to Nankang Mansion (that is, the area of Duchang County, Lushan City in later generations) into Poyang Lake.

On the west bank of the Hukou River, there is the defense line of the water division of Jiujiang, and Jiujiang is the military town of Zuo Liangyu, which can be said to be the second in Wuchang, with more than 100,000 water divisions.

From the Yangtze River to the Hukou River, it stretches for more than 100 miles, which is the first barrier of the Jiujiang River.

Zuo Liangyu's 100,000 naval division is led by his henchman Ma Shixiu, and there are 10,000 artillery members subordinate to this naval division.

Therefore, the water defense line of Jiujiang can be described as impregnable.

Zuo Mengeng Huzhou was defeated, that night he took the remnants of the defeated generals, under the response of the general Ma Shixiu, crossed the Hukou River overnight, and the 100,000 horses at the time of the arrival were only more than 10,000 people left in just a few days, and fled back to Jiujiang.

His generals Wang Yuncheng and Li Cheng were killed, and only Wang Jincai and Zhang Guangcui ran back, and among the martial arts masters they brought, Wu Shen's top disciple Hun Sen was killed, and Zen Master Tuotuo was seriously injured.

The leaders of the Nanhai faction, Master Jin Jin and the two sages of Maoshan were defeated and fled one after another, but to Zuo Menggeng's relief, they met another piece in the Hukou River.

These martial arts masters finally did not abandon him.

Eating a defeat is nothing, victory or defeat is a common thing in soldiers.

Now Zuo Menggeng's most demanding thing is a martial arts master.

No matter how many soldiers and horses he has, he can't look at them anymore.

Because from Anqing to Hukou, these battles have fully demonstrated the decisive role of martial arts masters in battles.

A peerless master can decide the final outcome of a battle at a critical moment.

This is the conclusion he reached in the battle of the mouth of the lake.

Because he knew that the battle of Hukou was mainly lost in the hands of Chongzhen, if it weren't for this Ming Wu Emperor, he drove away the two saints of Maoshan at the critical moment, and he would not lose the battle of Hukou.

"The young marshal doesn't have to sigh in discouragement, the puppet emperor Chongzhen took the Hukou, but he definitely can't take the Jiujiang, and there are subordinates who are in charge to ensure that he can't cross the Hukou River!" Ma Shixiu saw Zuo Menggeng's long sigh and comforted him distressedly.

"Thank you, Uncle Ma, how is my father's illness now?" Zuo Mengeng asked Ma Shixiu.

Ma Shixiu is Zuo Liangyu's confidant, and they usually treat each other like brothers, so Zuo Mengeng calls Ma Shixiu uncle.

At this time, he remembered his father, Zuo Liangyu.

Ma Shixiu's face hesitated for a moment, but soon filled with a smile again, "Young marshal, Da Shuai's illness has shown signs of improvement, but it will not heal in half the time, Da Shuai said, the burden of a thousand catties has fallen on the shoulders of the young marshal, and it is difficult to be a young marshal."

"Where did Uncle Ma come from," Zuo Mengeng smiled, "My father's illness has made Uncle Ma and you soldiers suffer."

"Young marshal, this is what the last general should do, when are your Uncle Ma and Dashuai grasshoppers on the same rope, hahaha, by the way, the Ziyang real person of Longhu Mountain has arrived in Jiujiang."

"Really?" Zuo Mengeng was overjoyed and looked at Ma Shixiu.

Ma Shixiu nodded.

Zuo Mengeng slammed his fist on the table, "This time it's okay, I'll go back to Jiujiang."

"The young marshal will leave after dawn, it's ...... now."

After Ma Shixiu said this, he shook his head and smiled, because it was already dawn outside.

Zuo Menggeng fought at the mouth of the lake, took the escape and crossed the river, and did not sleep all night.

But he didn't feel the slightest bit sleepy now.

Zuo Mengeng left more than 10,000 soldiers under his command, including these martial arts masters, to Ma Shixiu, and asked these generals to assist Ma Shixiu in guarding the Yangtze River defense line.

He only rushed back to Jiujiang with more than 100 pro-guard Pegasus.

He wants to go back to Jiujiang to move troops, especially

It was when he heard that the Ziyang real person of Longhu Mountain had come to Jiujiang, and he was even more excited.

Hukou was defeated so badly, of course Zuo Mengeng couldn't give up, he had to take revenge.

Ziyang Zhenren is his hope for revenge.

Because the fame of Ziyang Zhenren is greater than the fame of the two saints of Maoshan.

It is said that this person has a hidden weapon in his hand, and it is impossible for anyone to escape from his hidden weapon.

With more than 100 personal guards, the middle of the war horse was changed, just after midnight, Zuo Mengeng's more than 100 war horses, galloped into the east gate of Jiujiang City.

Zuo Mengeng arrived at the Marshal's Mansion non-stop, threw the reins to his own soldiers, didn't even drink saliva, and went directly to his father's ward.

At this time, there was an old Taoist sitting in front of his father's sickbed, with a slightly big face, seeing Zuo Mengeng coming in, he bowed slightly, smiling, and his voice was like a bell.

"The young marshal is back."

"Immortal Chief." Zuo Mengeng saluted Lao Dao, Lao Dao was flattered, and hurriedly got up and returned the salute, "The young marshal can't help it."

Because Zuo Liangyu had just fallen asleep, the two of them were afraid of disturbing Zuo Liangyu, so Zuo Mengeng let him go to the study.

Speaking of Zuo Liangyu's illness, Lao Dao shook his head, "Da Shuai's illness...... I'm afraid I'll have to lie on the bed for a while."

"Thank you for the real ......" Zuo Mengeng next told the story of the Battle of Hukou.

Ziyang Zhenren laughed, "Emperor Chongzhen of the Ming Dynasty has become a rising star in the martial arts, that poor Dao will really meet him this time, let's leave now and rush to Jiangkou."

Zuo Mengeng was overjoyed when he heard this, he couldn't wait to fly to the river now, start an army with Chongzhen, and let Ziyang Zhenren clean up this faint monarch, so that he could relieve the hatred in his heart.

But at this time, he remembered one more thing, "Immortal Chang may not know, this Emperor Wu of the Ming Dynasty is a pseudo-emperor, this is the disguise of the demon cult and demons, the real Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, that Chongzhen has already died in the capital of the Ming Dynasty."

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, this poor Dao has also heard of it, but it doesn't distinguish between the true and the false." Ziyang Zhenren's slightly purple face said thoughtfully.

"Immortal Chief, please think about it, how can people come back from the dead? The thief Li Zicheng has entered Beijing, how can he finish his eggs under the nest?"

Zuo Menggeng said this, and made a gesture in the direction of Beijing, "My father has been favored by the emperor, and he is also a minister of the Ming Dynasty, and he will never let the good Ming Dynasty be buried in the hands of the Demon Sect and ***."

"The young marshal is loyal to the Ming Dynasty, and the poor Dao admires it, but he hates this Ming puppet emperor, he is so whimsical, this time the poor Dao will definitely not spare him!"

As soon as the two of them said this, some henchmen under them came to report that Zuo Liangyu had woken up.

Zuo Mengeng and Ziyang Zhenren came out of the study and came to Zuo Liangyu's room again.

Zuo Mengeng knelt in front of Zuo Liangyu, let Ziyang Zhenren sit down next to him, and the three of them chatted for a while, letting Zuo Liangyu have a good rest, Zuo Mengeng and Ziyang Zhenren withdrew.

At this time, it was already noon, Zuo Mengeng accompanied Ziyang Zhenren to lunch, and the horse was already prepared outside.

At this time, someone came to report that the three ghosts of Xunjiang had arrived.

Emperor Wu of the Ming Dynasty Chongzhen