Punch in the heavens

Chapter 51 Surrounding Wei and Rescue Zhao
Under the night, Wang Yangming looked up at the moon. The moon was cold, but it could still illuminate the whole land.

Suddenly, a figure dressed in black flashed from a distance. He came to Wang Yangming, knelt down on one knee, cupped his fists and said:
"General, the spies have returned the news. Prince Ning's army has begun to retreat, and its destination is Nanchang."

He finally breathed a sigh of relief after hearing the news from his secret guards.

Although he had predicted everything long ago, plans were slower than changes, and no one could predict all the results.

Fortunately, this time, God favored him.

Before dusk, he had ordered the entire army to rest in place. This army has never experienced war, and with the addition of rest, the state must be far better than that of King Ning's tired army.

But, when the time comes, it will really be time to fight people. The two armies don't know how many people will die. He has to find a way to reduce the death of people on both sides.

Wang Yangming returned to the tent, recalling the historical collections in his memory.

Use the mirror to brighten your heart, and take history as a mirror.

History is definitely the best teacher.

Recalling the rebellion of feudal lords and peasant uprisings in the past dynasties, the main reason for their success was that the current emperor was fatuous and the people did not have enough to eat or wear warm clothes.

Although he also knew that the little emperor Zhu Houzhao was not a good guy, he doted on treacherous ministers and liked to have fun, but he couldn't help but have a good father.

With the inheritance left to him by his father, and the several chief and assistant ministers in the court, it seemed that his life was not too bad.

It also means that it is not necessary to rebel. Wang Yangming does not believe that none of King Ning's soldiers regret it, but they have already boarded the pirate ship and there is no way out.

If those people can be persuaded to surrender, not only will the deaths of both sides be reduced, but King Ning will also be defeated by himself when the time comes. He, Wang Yangming, is a genius.

The facts are exactly as Wang Yangming expected for me, and many people in King Ning's army have other thoughts.

In order to attack the capital as soon as possible, when the deadly scholar recruited soldiers, he used all means.

The result of this is that many people were sent to the barracks by him in a daze, and they didn't have firm beliefs at all.

Without faith, has been how the army became the Iron Division.There are about 3 to 8 people in this group. You know, this is not a small number. King Ning only brought [-] people with him this time.

Of course he has to keep the cronies he has been cultivating in the base camp, otherwise he will be fighting outside and a fire will break out in the backyard, which is not a good thing.

Since receiving the news, King Ning has been worried. Nanchang is his stronghold, and he must not lose it.

Among the troops running fast at night, there is no shortage of soldiers talking to me.

It stands to reason that King Ning ordered a quick march, and they should concentrate on marching, but they have mouths growing on their bodies, why don't they let people talk!

"Zhao Erhu, don't you say that we have won so many cities in a row, and now we have given up all of them and returned to Nanchang. What is this picture? Could it be that King Ning's brain was kicked by a donkey?"

A thin and small man whispered to the strong man beside him, of course he didn't dare to speak loudly, in the army, if he was sued, the consequences could be imagined.

This big guy, he is naturally at ease.The two are good friends from the same village. They grew up together, not like brothers, but better than brothers.

"I don't know. However, when I recruited us, I was completely interested in the 50 taels of silver, but I never thought of rebelling. My father once said that rebellion will not end well in the end. .”

The strong man said with some resentment, rebellion is not a trivial matter.

The skinny man nodded, he knew what his good friend said was true, but now they have boarded the pirate ship and there is no way out.

Such conversations, I don't know how many times King Ning's army happened.

Late at night, in an open space outside Nanchang City.

A figure in black, accompanied by the moonlight, is holding a wooden gun. If a normal person sees this at night, he will definitely scold him for being crazy. He doesn't sleep at night, cosplay?

After a while, the figure suddenly moved, the wooden spear danced, and several shots were fired in a blink of an eye, but it seemed to be out of order.

Each shot is extremely powerful, because the sound of the air-shattering has already been fired, which is extraordinarily loud in the night.

A set of marksmanship was played, and the figure stuck the wooden spear on the ground.

If you have to say something special about this person, you can at most mention the sound of piercing the air just now, but for veterans practicing spears, as long as their arm strength is not bad, it seems that it is not difficult to make the sound of piercing the air.

However, when you put your eyes on the tip of the gun, you can really discover the horror of this figure.

A pile of fallen leaves was stacked on the tip of the gun. After careful observation, the strong wind swept by just now, but there was not a single fallen leaf.

At this moment, it is the alternate season of winter and spring, and the leaves are very brittle, and may break if touched lightly.

"Sure enough, you can't rely on yourself to become stronger, you have to rely on the system!"

"I'm not strong, it's just that my system is very strong, so there's nothing I can do about it, I've also become stronger. Alas, this is damning to my system. I want to experience the joy of the weak!"

"Ah, you have such a need. How about I take back your skills? Although I can't control the system, I seem to have the right to take back your skills."

"You are a dog. No, you are a dog. You are just jealous." Fang Yan scolded angrily. It was a skill he had worked so hard to get, how could he just take it away?

"Hmph, I don't care about you."

Although his mouth was very harsh, but to be honest, he was cowardly, and he must not be a man in Versailles.

Just yesterday, he clocked in to gain basic marksmanship proficiency. At first he didn't take it seriously, it was proficiency, but he later realized that it was such a stupid idea.

He even had a feeling that for him now, if Wang Yangming put his internal strength on the same level as him, he would not necessarily lose to him. This was the confidence given to him by the system.

That is, these few days are the time for the decisive battle with King Ning.

At that time, soldiers will definitely fight against soldiers, generals against generals, he is not afraid, but he is a little emotional.In ancient wars, it is really hard to say who is right and who is wrong, each is the master.

About a week ago, he sent a letter to Tang Bohu who was far away in the south of the Yangtze River. He didn't ask Tang Bohu to help him, but just wanted to give Tang Bohu a chance to avenge his father.

The life-killing scholar took his father's life back then, as a son, how could Tang Bohu let it go, so he believed that Tang Bohu would definitely come, but he just didn't know if he could arrive before the decisive battle.

Four days before the time came, the letter in dialect reached Jiangnan and reached Tang Bohu's hands.

At this time, Tang Bohu had just married Qiuxiang back home. The bridal chamber was full of flowers and candles, and the love was lingering. He was infatuated with the sex of the bed every day, playing with the phoenix, and the mandarin ducks. Put it all behind you.

But when he received the letter from the dialect, his first reaction was to be dumbfounded, and his second reaction was that he had to participate in the war.

It didn't matter to him who became the emperor, and he never thought about what he would do in his official career, but he had to avenge the murder of his father, and he didn't want to see his enemy die at the hands of others.

Of course, he didn't tell anyone about it, but quietly left by boat alone.

(End of this chapter)