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Chapter 63 Zhong Muli

 It was dark, and I saw a man and a rider in the distance, slowly approaching Tianqing Gate.

Chen Mingyu thought he was a villager who was in the nearby township to take refuge in the city, so he didn't care.

Soon, the person who came came was at Ma Tianqing's side.

Zeng Hualong on the city looked for a long time and was about to ask questions, but he saw that the man fell down straight.

It happened that the shadow of a large group of people appeared in the distance.

"Yan Dianshi is back!" Zeng Hualong shouted.

Chen Mingyu was overjoyed and hurriedly ordered people to open the city gate and rescue the man under the gate as well.

Yan Yingyuan led his troops back quickly. When he arrived in front of the city gate, he saw someone lying on the ground and quickly stepped forward to check.

This man had a white face, was covered in dirt, had chapped lips, and his mount was also very thin, and he looked like he had been here for a long distance.

After a closer look, the man had a blood-stained cloth tied on his legs, as if he had suffered a leg injury.

After searching him carefully, Yan Yingyuan took out a token from his arms and looked at it and found that it was "Lu".

"Yeheng, isn't this person sent by King Lu??" Chen Mingyu also saw the token and said in surprise and joy.

Feng Houdun squatted down and wanted to search again to see if there were any letters or other things.

"Take it back to the city first." Yan Yingyuan put away the token, and there was not much surprise.

Tianqing Camp encircled the prisoners and all the wounded soldiers into the city, and then they settled under the city wall north of Tianqing Gate.

Feng Houdun quickly organized the people in the city to deliver hot meals, and began to rush to resettle wounded soldiers.

Yan Yingyuan and Chen Mingyu brought the strange man to the social school and asked a doctor to treat him.

"This person has no letters..." Chen Mingyu said a little disappointed.

Yan Yingyuan sat on the threshold of social science, chewing the big cake in his mouth, and said, "He is a eunuch."

"Eunuch?" Chen Mingyu was stunned and then said, "Then he really sent by King Lu. Could it be that there are really reinforcements behind him?"

"I don't think so, I'll know when this person wakes up and asks." Yan Yingyuan didn't have much hope. As far as he knows, Duoduo's troops attacked Hangzhou were also quite large, so how could the court distribute the troops?

After using it, Yan Yingyuan asked Feng Houdun to bring in two thousand taels of silver and went to Tianqing Camp.

At the Tianqing Camp station, the soldiers were happily talking about the previous battle.

"Hey, I heard that those boys on North Street were so cruel that they killed several Tartars."

"Zhutang is not bad either, but they have also lost a lot of people..."

"Damn it, my legs were trembling today!"

"Me too, but I was nervous and forgot to be scared. I even poked a Tartar to death with my own hands. Fortunately, I reacted quickly."

The soldiers of Geshi were chatting while roasting the fire, and talking about the Tartars was like ordinary.

Yan Yingyuan noticed the subtle changes of the soldiers and was relieved that only soldiers who had seen blood could be called barely qualified.

Even if Tianqing Camp officially becomes an army, it is worth fighting!

At this time, the seven or eight North Street boys sitting around were indifferent, and they ate the food in their hands calmly, quietly without saying a word.

Seeing Yan Yingyuan coming, the young man who was still very excited before departure only glanced at him, put down his job and stood up to salute.

There are only thirty Zhutangerlang behind Yan Yingyuan now. They carried the silver and placed it on the ground.

The soldiers in the camp surrounded him after hearing the news.

Yan Yingyuan looked at the silent boy in front of him and said nothing encouragement. He just stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, and then opened the suitcase containing the silver himself.

The young man hesitated for a moment, stepped forward and took more than a dozen silver ingots, and asked in a low voice: "What should I do if my dead brother?"

"The brothers who died have all their pensions. Guidance Feng will send someone to send the money to their homes, so there is no need to worry." Yan Yingyuan said.

The young man nodded and turned around and shared the money to the brother behind him.

Yan Yingyuan looked back at Wang Jinzhong, who was holding a knife behind him, and signaled him to start distributing the silver reward.

He sat in front of the fire with those teenagers.

The fire made a crackling sound, and the teenagers seemed to have a little numbness on their faces.

"What's your name?" Yan Yingyuan asked.

"Zhong Muli." The young man replied.

"Starting tomorrow, you will take them into my personal guard." Yan Yingyuan raised his hand and pointed at the few people and said.

"Abide by the order!" Zhong Muli bowed and replied.

In today's battle, this guy kept rushing to the forefront. At a critical moment, he also led the boy from North Street to exchange his life for his life.

Yan Yingyuan took a fancy to Zhong Muli's ruthlessness, so he wanted to take it with him and train it.

Afterwards, Yan Yingyuan inspected the station one by one and visited the injured soldiers. When Wang Jinzhong finished distributing the reward silver, it was already late at night.

The exhausted Yan Yingyuan returned to the social college and found a dry corner against the wall to take a nap.

Just as I was confused, I heard someone calling him. When I opened my eyes, it turned out to be Wang Jinzhong.

"The head of the family, that eunuch is awake!"

"Go and go and have a look."

Yan Yingyuan hurried to the room where the man was placed.

An old woman who was responsible for taking care of him had just finished feeding the medicine.

The eunuch half leaned against the wall, his face turned much rosy.

Seeing someone coming in, he subconsciously sat up, touching the wound on his leg, and couldn't help but suck in pain.

"You are just lying down." Yan Yingyuan hurriedly held him down.

"What is the general?"

"In Xiajiangyin Dianshi Yan Yingyuan, how dare you ask where your father-in-law came from?"

"Our family is Gao Qiqian, and we are from Hangzhou."

When Yan Yingyuan heard the name Gao Qiqian, he thought he had heard it wrong, so he looked it carefully in a little bit unbelievable.

Seeing Yan Yingyuan's appearance, Gao Qiqian guessed that this person must know him, so he sighed and said, "It's exactly the Gao Qiqian you think of."

"I wonder if my father-in-law is here?" Yan Yingyuan had heard of Gao Qiqian's reputation. Although he was not happy, since he held the token of King Lu, he could only ask what the situation was.

Gao Qiqian started to say that day, he was driven away by the Qing army after delivering the letter to Duoduo. Nikan even shot through one of his legs. In order to save his life, he could only escape in a panic.

Seeing the Qing army heading towards Hangzhou City, he felt that Hangzhou was in trouble and thought that his mission had been completed, so he decided to go to another place to avoid disaster.

After a difficult journey north, we arrived in Changzhou Prefecture.

I heard that there were 100,000 rebels in Jiangyin, so I came to join me, thinking that if Hangzhou was not bad, I would have a remark when facing Lu Wang.

After hearing this, Yan Yingyuan had already seen through Gao Qiqian's Xiaojiu. After all, he was still greedy for life and fearlessness of death.

"My father-in-law is afraid he doesn't know that the Qing army Beile Boluo is leading an army of 200,000 toward Jiangyin." Yan Yingyuan said with a smile.

After hearing this, Gao Qiqian sat up straight with a "swish" and was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

Seeing this, Yan Yingyuan chuckled lightly, with a hint of mockery in his eyes.

"What else can I guard against? Transfer quickly!" Gao Qiqian looked at Yan Yingyuan anxiously and said.

"Transfer? I am the Jiangyin Classic History. I should guard the Jiangyin land, so why should I transfer it?"

"The Qing army is 200,000, how can this small county town be defended? Keep the green mountains there, and you are not afraid of burning firewood. Besides, you have 100,000 people, where can you go?"

Gao Qiqian persuaded Yan Yingyuan with a fluttering expression, but he had his own plans in his mind.

Yan Yingyuan shook his head and bowed unhappily, "Dad father-in-law, please rest."

Seeing that the persuasion was fruitless, Gao Qiqian frowned and reached out his hand in his arms. He wanted to take out the Lu Wang token to seize power, but he didn't want his arms to be empty.

Yan Yingyuan walked to the door and suddenly turned his head and smiled silly: "My father-in-law's objects are kept for you first. Jin Zhong, arrange someone to look at him!"

"Yes, the head of the family!" Wang Jinzhong glared at Gao Qiqian coldly and closed the door.

Then, two personal soldiers were clicked and guarded outside the door.
Chapter completed!
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