Chapter 13 Yingtian
Zhu Yuanzhang led the rebel army into Jiqing, but the city still did not belong to him completely.
Although most of the Yuan army had raised the flag, there were still about 2,000 Yuan troops under the command of Fu Shou who resisted stubbornly.
They took up a mansion in the city, relying on the lavish courtyard for defense and last stand.
At this time, Yan Ling was standing in front of this mansion, the fifty clan soldiers of that year were now guarding him as his own soldiers, all of them were wearing heavy iron armor, even sharp arrows could not be penetrated, and there were about a thousand volunteers around the soldiers, which was given to him by Liao Yongzhong.
I don't know which dignitaries live in this mansion, it has high walls and thick gates, and if it is attacked, you can meet and pay a price that will not be small.
But Yan Ling has his own methods.
"Burn!" He only had one word, and there was a cruel glint in those eyes.
The rebels carried out his orders unconditionally.
Countless rockets were projected into the mansion.
The Yuan army was wailing, and the entire mansion was basically made of wood, and it turned into a sea of fire in an instant.
Fu Shou stood in the middle of the tall building, looking downstairs in despair, the fire reflected in his eyes, he knew that Jiqing would never belong to Dayuan again.
The heavy gate suddenly opened, and the Yuan army howled out of it, with raging flames on their bodies, and more Yuan troops had no time to escape, and were drowned in the sea of fire.
The rebels looked at all this coldly, and they had no mercy for the enemy.
Gradually, there was no sound in the house, and the Yuan army that had not had time to escape had been burned to death.
Suddenly, a figure appeared in the sea of fire again, but saw a man in armor rushing out of the house, and from the sophistication of the armor, he knew that this person's identity must be unusual.
He let out an angry roar and rushed towards Yan Ling.
Yan Liuwu, the commander of the pro-soldiers, greeted him, holding a giant hammer in his hand.
With a blow of the blow, the figure was knocked to the ground, its limbs twitching.
Two hammers, blood oozing out from under the armor.
Three-hammer, four-hammer ...... Yan Liuwuyi lifted the visor of the corpse that had not moved, revealing a thin face.
"It's Fukuju-sama." The captured Yuan army recognized him.
Fushou, just by hearing the name, you know that he is a Mongolian.
He lived up to the name of Genghis Khan's descendant and fought to the death as a warrior.
Not only Fushou, but also Pingzhang Aru Gray, Participating in the Politics Bojianu, Jiqing Lu Daru Hua Chida Ni Dasi and others also swore not to surrender and died in the battle with the righteous army.
Every dynasty has its loyal retainers, even if they give their lives, they have to defend their home and country.
Although these people were enemies, their integrity was still admired by the generals, and their remains were collected and tombs were erected.
Jiqing City has since been broken.
There are more than 500,000 soldiers and civilians.
Soon, a feast was held for the ministers and the three armies were rewarded.
As the great hero of this battle, Yan Ling is naturally infinitely beautiful, and the generals take turns to toast him, and there is no original rustiness between talking and laughing.
This is also a sign that the generals recognized him, he was drunk, and several generals even began to call each other brothers.
Before the feast was halfway through, Yan Ling was already drunk.
Although the alcohol content in ancient times was not high, I couldn't stand drinking it like this!
He lay on the table, his drunken eyes hazy, and the still lively camp was magnified in his eyes.
The lights were bright, and looking at the huge night banquet scene, the pride in his chest suddenly burst out.
He suddenly sang: "The clouds are from the dragon, the wind is from the tiger......"
As if hearing something, the camp gradually quieted down, and only Yan Ling's singing voice echoed in the heavens and the earth, and he became the protagonist at this time.
"Heaven is flawed and ...... is made up"
Everyone was still immersed in the singing, but they only heard the sound of "dong", the singing stopped suddenly, looked down, and couldn't help laughing: this kid was completely drunk.
"The cloud is from the dragon, the wind is from the tiger......" I don't know who in the camp sang loudly again.
"Fame, fortune, dust and earth......" someone should be with him.
Gradually, the sound grew louder and louder, and finally the whole camp joined in the chorus.
"The clouds are from the dragon, the wind is from the tiger, and the dust and earth are fame."
"Looking at Shenzhou, the people are suffering, and thousands of miles of fertile land are barren."
"Look at the world, do all the nonsense, and make up for the defects of the way of heaven."
"Good boy, don't be a parent, just for the common people, not for the lord."
"Ninety-nine with a steel knife, kill all Hu Erfang!"
"I am a dignified man, what is a Tartar as a horse and a cow."
"A strong man drinks all the wine in the bowl, and he will not look back on a journey of a thousand miles."
"The golden drums are roaring in unison, and the yellow dragon will not be broken!"
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In the moonlight, the blood-colored banner of the rebels fluttered high.
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In the fifteenth year of Zheng, in March, Zhu Yuanzhang set up Tianxing to build the Generalissimo Mansion of the Kang Wing Army, with Liao Yongzhong as the marshal of the United Army, and ordered Zhao Zhong to be the Marshal of the Xingguo Wing to guard the peace. At the same time, more than ten people including Confucian Xia Yu, Sun Yan, and Yang Xian defected to Zhu Yuanzhang, and they were all hired, and Zhu Yuanzhang's team began to take shape.
Yan Ling was ordered by Zhu Yuanzhang to clean up the city, he did a good job, arranged hundreds of soldiers to maintain law and order, appeased the people not to panic, ordered the soldiers to strictly prohibit disturbing the people, and requisitioned people to repair the city wall......
It didn't take long for order and prosperity to regain order and prosperity in Jiqing City.
Zhu Yuanzhang stood at the head of the tall city and looked down on the ancient city.
After a hundred years since the Song Dynasty, it finally returned to the hands of the Han soldiers.
Zhu Yuanzhang gave this thousand-year-old city a new name.
Ying Tian.
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Now that the base camp has been decided, the next step is to expand the territory, compared with many anti-kings at that time, Zhu Yuanzhang's territory is still too small.
As a result, the army came out in all directions, ready to bite off a piece of meat on this decaying dynasty that had slowly fallen.
Xu Da, Tang He and other generals marched to conquer Zhenjiang, and Zhu Yuanzhang set up the Huaixing Zhenjiang Wing Marshal Mansion, and ordered Xu Da and Tang He to be the marshals of the unified army, and changed Zhenjiang Road to Jianghuai Mansion.
Later, the Marshal of Qin Huaiyi was placed, with Yu Tonghai as the marshal.
Soon, Deng Yu, Shao Cheng, and Tang Chang led troops to conquer Guangde Road, and Zhu Yuanzhang changed it to Guangxing Mansion and placed the Marshal Mansion of the Guangxing Wing March, with Deng Yu and Shao becoming marshals and Tang Chang as the head of the march.
When conquering the city, Zhu Yuanzhang did not forget to have a good relationship with his neighbors. At this time, his territory had been further expanded, and it was inevitable that he would come into contact with other forces besides the Yuan court.
He sent Yang Xian to send a letter to Zhang Shicheng, the content of the letter was very friendly and even almost flattering, but after Zhang Shicheng read it, he was furious.
He slapped the letter heavily on the table, pointed at Yang Xian's nose and scolded angrily: "Zhu Yuanzhang is just a beggar, An Xian insulted me like this? ”
Lao Zhu still suffered the loss of being uneducated, and there was a sentence in his letter:
"In the past, Kui was dominated by Tianshui, and now he is the king of Gusu." I wanted to praise him for his ability.
But who is Kui Huan? In the early years of the Eastern Han Dynasty, Longxi was seized and finally defeated and eliminated by Emperor Guangwu. Zhang Shicheng has already claimed the title of King Cheng at this time, the founding of the Great Zhou, you use this as a metaphor for others? Implying that he was defeated and died in the end?
It stands to reason that he gave this letter to his subordinates, even if it was Yan Ling, who was half-witted, he could see the problem, but he called someone to deliver it after he finished writing it.
Who is to blame for this?
The seeds of contradiction were thus planted.