Signed to Zhu Cihong, Prince of the Late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 136 Chapter 136, Zhu Cihong appeared calmly, the British Duke lost his teeth in shock
After confirming that the British Duke's reinforcements were about to arrive, Zhu Cihong made a very calm decision.

"Old Shi, have you seen that place?"

"I see, Your Highness."

"We just hid there."

"what?"

Shi Jian looked at Zhu Cixiang in shock and said subconsciously: "That's it?"

In Shi Jian's mind, since Zuo Menggeng, the chief villain, has been killed, the next thing Zhu Cihong should do is to continue to stand up like the heroes in other novels, deal with the remaining evils, and then clean up the whole situation.

Zhu Cixiang looked at Shi Jian with an expression that looked like a fool: "Old Shi, you don't really think that just fifty of us can kill all the tens of thousands of troops that Zuo Mengeng just sent, do you?"

The skill given to Zhu Cihong by the system is night vision, not the iron cloth shirt covered with golden bells.

Shi Jian paused for a moment, and said, "But... what about those who were caught?"

Zhu Cihong had a serious expression and put his palms together: "May the Buddha bless them, Amitabha."

Shi Jian: "..."

After a while, Shi Jian who calmed down had to admit that what Zhu Cihong said was right.

There are more than 50 people, no matter how brave they are, it is impossible to fight against thousands of Zuo Menggeng's supporters, so those who were caught can only hope for luck.

It's impossible to take the lives of Zhu Cihong and Shi Jian together, right?

That is to say, those supporters of Zuo Menggeng were in a mess, and there was no way to organize a disciplined raid for a while, otherwise Zhu Cihong and others would not have been able to hide so smoothly.

Everyone hid in the huge tent that Zhu Cihong pointed out, only to find that it was a small granary with a lot of grain in it.

Zhu Cihong lay down very comfortably on the full grain bag, and did not forget to tell Fang Gongqian: "Old Fang, you send a few agile ones to keep an eye on the outside, and don't catch fire and burn us all inside. "

Fang Gongqian hurriedly responded.

Everyone just sat silently in the tent, listening to the commotion outside.

Occasionally, a few soldiers who didn't know where to go broke in, and Zhu Cihong didn't care which side they belonged to, they were all knocked out, tied up and placed in a corner to finish.

After a while, Zhu Cilang yawned, and suddenly said: "By the way, Lao Shi, Lao Fang, do you know how to fight landlords?"

Seeing Shi Jian and Fang Gonggan with puzzled faces, Zhu Cihong chuckled and took out a pair of poker from his waist.

The system really is omnipotent!
"Come on, I'll teach you guys, this is how poker is played..."

……

At some point, the soldiers around gradually gathered together and even started pointing.

"General Shi, why didn't you bomb the prince? If you bomb it, you win!"

"...Shut up, or the military law will serve you."

"Fang Gonggong, don't you have Wang Zha, why did you pass the 2 card to the prince?"

"Shut up for our family, don't real gentlemen know when they watch the cards and don't speak? Don't talk nonsense, believe it or not, our family will let you enter the palace tomorrow!"

……

……

The sky was bright, and the camp noise caused by the mutiny in the Zuo Family Army camp completely subsided.

Different from the normal battalion, Zuo Menggeng, who was the most critical in the mutiny of the Zuo Family Army camp this time, was suddenly shot and killed by Zhu Cihong in full view, which immediately brought the morale of those Zuo Family Army troops down to the bottom.

Then the Zuo family army began to flee in all directions, and when they escaped from the camp, they happened to meet Ying Gong and Li Guozhen who hurried over with thousands of troops.

On the one hand, they broke up and fled, and on the other hand, they were full of thoughts that they must rush into the camp as quickly as possible to rescue His Highness the Crown Prince. With the "joint efforts" of both parties, it is reasonable for the camp to be calmed down so quickly.

The Englishman was not excited by the news that the tsunami subsided. He was like a repeater, asking the same question over and over again.

"Have you seen His Royal Highness?"

"Is there any news from His Royal Highness?"

"Send someone to find His Royal Highness, what are you still doing here?"

Just as the Duke of England was getting more and more impatient, a greeting came from a distance.

"Good morning, British lord!"

The British Duke suddenly turned his head, just in time to see a warehouse tent not far away opened, and Zhu Cihong came out yawning.

The British Duke was overjoyed: "His Royal Highness, it's great that you are fine!"

Zhu Cihong laughed, and said, "What can be the matter? It's just a little sore."

The British Duke was a little puzzled: "Sore hands?"

This answer was obviously not expected by the British public.

Li Guozhen, who was beside the British Duke, focused his attention on Fang Gongqian and Shi Jian behind Zhu Cihong, because he found that what the two said when they were whispering was a bit strange.

"Why don't you blow up a bomb?" "Aren't you?"

If you just listen to the content of these conversations, it seems that these two people have some kind of sworn feud, and they may die at any time.

But the question is, why do these two guys have very happy expressions when they talk, and even a little...unfinished?
Li Guozhen fell into deep doubts.

After the British Duke saw that Zhu Cihong was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then turned his attention to other places: "Hurry up and send someone to find Zuo Menggeng. I heard that he is dead. I don't know if it's true or not. The Duke of this country is down." Let's see where this grandson is hiding!"

Zhu Cihong patted Ying Yinggong on the shoulder: "English lord, Zuo Menggeng's body should be on the stage in the handsome tent, but I don't know if it was trampled to death. Also, the head is recorded on the account of the palace. Don’t let other people take the credit for my work.”

British Duke: "?!"

Li Guozhen: "!!!"

The two giants looked at Zhu Cihong, and they were all dumbfounded.

Although they were not in the barracks, they also learned some fragments of the situation from the mouths of many captured prisoners, knowing that Zuo Menggeng once controlled the entire barracks last night.

The British Duke rubbed his ears, subconsciously said: "Your Highness, did you really kill Zuo Menggeng?"

Zhu Cihong laughed and said, "That's natural. Has the British lord forgotten how Liu Zongmin died under Bengong's hands?"

Only then did the British Duke come back to his senses, and subconsciously said: "It's your sniper, your sniper..."

Zhu Cilang smiled and nodded: "Sniper rifle!"

The Duke of England completely believed it now, and said with a smile: "His Royal Highness killed Zuo Menggeng, which is really admirable! In this way, the mutiny has come to an end."

Zhu Cihong asked: "Those bandits in Jinan City didn't react at all?"

The UK is fair: "There is indeed no response, maybe we think we are using some kind of strategy."

Thinking about it, in the absence of intelligence, which defender in Jinan City thought that the reinforcements from the Ming Dynasty who had just arrived would cause internal strife with the original army of the Ming Dynasty?

Zhu Cihong nodded, yawned big, and said: "If it's okay, I'll leave it to the two of you. I've stayed up all night and I'm sleepy, so I'll go back to sleep first."

Looking at the back of Zhu Cihong who waved and left, Yingying Gong and Li Guozhen were relatively silent for a moment, and expressed emotion in unison.

"His Royal Highness, you are truly a god!"

Thinking about it carefully, His Royal Highness brought such a small number of people yesterday, not only was he able to walk unimpeded in the chaotic Zuo family army camp, he was also able to kill Zuo Menggeng in full view, and finally he was able to escape completely. .

Even if you write a novel, you dare not write like this!

When Zhu Cihong woke up, it was already afternoon.

Zhu Cihong rubbed his eyes, and said to Fang Gong who obviously hadn't woken up for a long time before him: "Old Fang, go and find out what's going on outside."

Fang Gongqian hurriedly nodded yes, then walked out quickly, but stopped suddenly when he reached the door, hesitant to speak.

Zhu Cihong said: "Why?"

Fang Gongqian hesitated for a moment, and said, "Well, His Royal Highness, when will we... fight the landlord again?"

Zhu Cihong stared: "How can a man indulge in these entertainment trails? Go to work!"

As if struck by lightning, Fang Gongqian responded with a very depressed voice, and then walked outside.

As soon as he left the door, Zhu Cihong's voice came again: "Call Lao Shi over tonight and continue fighting!"

Fang Gongqian's body straightened up with a swish, his face suddenly became sunny, and he left happily.

The mutiny of the Zuo Family Army this time, of course, had a considerable impact on the Ming Army.

The most intuitive impact is that the Ming army had to temporarily give up the siege of Jinan in the next few days and concentrate on solving internal problems first.

Fortunately, the Zuo Family Army had been basically disabled, and the Fengyang Army on the other side was also terrified after seeing the end of the Zuo Family Army. With the cooperation of Ma Shiying, the integration was smooth.

Five days later, the Zuo Family Army and all the Fengyang Army, which survived the mutiny and remained loyal to the court, were broken up and integrated into various units of the imperial court army.

As a result, the military strength under the British Duke's command has reached as many as 16, which can be described as an unprecedented peak.

On the one hand, it is to incorporate the army, and on the other hand, it is necessary to have an explanation to the imperial court.

On the day when the mutiny had just subsided, the British Duke and Li Guozhen immediately wrote a memorial and submitted it to Chongzhen in the capital, so that Chongzhen could understand the situation.

Later, reminded by Zhu Cihong, who was awake, Ying Gong and Zhu Cihong also wrote letters to Nanjing respectively, asking Nanjing to be vigilant about Zuo Liangyu's actions, lest Zuo Liangyu jump over the wall and attack Nanjing in a hurry.

Generally speaking, Zhu Cihong was still very optimistic about the situation, and he was still the same when he heard that Li Yan led the Dashun Army, which was said to be [-] strong, to the outside of Jinan City.

"Didn't Li Zicheng claim to have an army of 50 in Kaifeng? This time he only sent a mere 10 people. Does he look down on Bengong and the British Duke? By the way, his previous army of one million was beaten by Bengong outside Gu'an City." Fuck the shit, I guess he didn't want to come in person this time because he was afraid that he would really ruin his life."

Hearing Zhu Cihong's words, the Duke of England couldn't help laughing: "Your Highness, how do you think we will deal with this Li Yan this time?"

Zhu Cihong waved his hand: "Then there's no need to ask? Of course, just go straight to A and push him!"

(End of this chapter)