Chapter 1644 Rong Su, He Is Useless

Liu Wei and others set out when the mist just dissipated in the early morning. Near dusk, they had reached the edge of Beijing.

Looking back at the familiar scenery that was vaguely discernible in the distance, Ji Nanzheng sighed deeply and buried his old face between his wrinkled hands. A white wolf was lying beside him. The white wolf felt his loss and stood up to sniff his ears.

Feeling the moist moisture, Ji Nanzheng put down his hands and faced the blue eyes of the white wolf. He stroked the forehead of the big guy and said, "And you, old friend."

Ji Chundong, who happened to come in from outside the carriage, paused for a moment before saying, "Godfather, water."

Ji Nanzheng took the bowl of water, drank a sip, looked at his tall and steady son, and said, "It's almost time to send it here. You should go back before dark."

Ji Chundong frowned and said nothing.

Ji Nanzheng patted his son's shoulder: "You have a military position and a future. You can already stand on your own. Even without your adoptive father, your life will go on. So, child, don't send me off."

Ji Chundong frowned: "You said that after you go back, the family can be reunited, but if I'm not here, is it still called reunion?"

"Then what do you want?" Ji Nanzheng looked into his son's eyes patiently.

Ji Chundong didn't know what to say. There were too many things in Xianyan Country that he couldn't give up, including the newly found tribesmen, his wolf Xiaopang, his friends, his brothers, his life-and-death friends, and his fellow soldiers. He was born here and grew up here. This is his hometown. He couldn't follow his adoptive father's footsteps and go to another strange land. He is an adult. He has his own responsibilities and his own values.

Even Liu Wei didn't mention that he should leave with them, because she knew what it meant to go back to his own place.

Raising his hand to wipe his face, Ji Chundong got off the carriage. He stood in front of the carriage, knelt down with a plop, and kowtowed three times to the old man in the carriage.

The sound was not loud, but it made the surroundings quiet.

After getting up, he closed his eyes, pulled his horse, turned over and jumped on it, and then whipped his long whip. In a moment, there was only a dusty back.

Liu Wei got off another carriage, slowly walked to the front of his grandfather's carriage, lifted the curtain, and saw that his grandfather was holding his forehead with red eyes.

Liu Wei sat next to the old man, held his hand, and comforted him: "If you are destined, you will meet again."

The old man with a dry throat forced a smile and said nothing more.

After a short rest, the carriage continued to move forward. Even though it was almost dark now, they decided to set off overnight, just because everyone in this train had another direction in front of them.

Separation is sad, but reunion is happy.

They separated from the people here, but they will meet another group of people.

So, it is still a happy event.

Because of the day and night journey, half a month later, everyone arrived at the Xijin County Wharf as they wished.

Liu Wei sent the specialties he brought from the capital to Magistrate Song and his master. Magistrate Song's wife insisted on keeping Liu Wei for dinner, but Liu Wei said that someone was waiting for him and left.

After bidding farewell to the last friend, Liu Wei took everyone on the boat and headed for their real way home.

Nine days later, Liu Wei's boat met with Rong Leng's three boats, and the four large boats headed for the route that Rong Leng had already surveyed.

At this time, it was almost December, and light snowflakes were floating on the two rivers.

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The sharp arrows cut through people’s skin. In the ancient warship washed by rain, the blood-stained officer commander held his arm and shouted to the soldiers in the cabin: “Fire, fire!”

The timid soldier was sweating profusely. He pressed a button with trembling hands, but heard a click from the bottom of the ship. His face changed drastically and he cried: “The rear cabin is flooded. The guns and gunpowder can’t be flushed out…”

“What?” The commander roared in despair, and then heard the mute shouts of the rebels in the distance. He hugged his head in pain and asked the deputy general beside him: “Have the reinforcements come? Have the reinforcements from Qingzhou City come?”

The adjutant was also seriously injured. He shook his head with difficulty, his face full of death: “No, they haven’t come. They haven’t come at this time. General, they won’t come…”

Seven official ships, only three of which were equipped with weapons. After fighting for a day and a night, they lost nearly a thousand naval soldiers. Now, the last ship can’t be saved, and the last two hundred people can’t be saved!

The iron-willed naval commander had red eyes and silently swallowed his tears.

His deputy general forced himself to hold on to the last bit of calmness, holding the commander's arm, and said: "The boat has been put into the water, General, you go first!"

"I won't go!" The naval commander looked at the approaching rebel warship stubbornly, gritting his teeth and said: "I joined the army at the age of fourteen, and I have never been a coward in my life! Come on, kill me! Kill me if you can!"

"General, don't be impulsive!" The deputy general roared in rebellion, his scarlet eyes filled with hatred for the enemy and helplessness for the successive deaths of his colleagues: "Qingzhou City has not sent military aid, it must have been controlled by the rebels, General, you need to return to Beijing as soon as possible to report the war situation to the Seventh Prince, don't forget that the people in Beijing are still kept in the dark!"

The commander clenched his fists in hatred: "Seventh Prince, Rong Su, he is useless. He only knows how to talk about state affairs with civil officials all day long and change some trivial national policies. The queen is in the capital, and that bitch privately stationed a million rebel soldiers and launched a rebellion in one fell swoop, causing the three states of Jiangnan to be held hostage. The fire has burned to the eyebrows, and the princes and generals in the capital still know nothing about it. They even recognize the enemy as their father and are of the same blood with that bitch. What's the point of telling him about this idiot who doesn't even have a brain? I'm afraid he will turn around and lead all the civil and military officials to turn against the enemy and abandon his armor!"

The commander was telling the truth. Their Haidong Army has always guarded the left of the two rivers and the east of Fengzhou. Below Fengzhou is Liaozhou and Nanzhou, and then into the deep sea. Who knew that a month ago, Songzhou, one of the three states in Jiangnan, sent enemy news that a large number of pirates entered the two rivers, making the people of the states along the river miserable and corpses everywhere.

The Haidong Army was shocked when they heard this, because the navy guarded the shipping fortress, and they didn't know why thousands of pirates would suddenly appear in Songzhou in the middle of the two rivers?

But when they led the troops to support, there was a traitor in the rear defense, and half of the people in the barracks died of poisoning. In the end, the only remaining members of the Haidong Army were the 1,200 elite soldiers who led the troops to Songzhou to ambush the pirates. When these elite soldiers returned to the barracks, the long-awaited thieves caught them all in one fell swoop. They struggled on the East China Sea for nearly eight days. Today is the ninth day. After integrating all the information, the Haidong Army realized that sneak attacks, traps, and traps were all good things done by the mother of a country under the imperial power.

And in these nine days, the three islands in the south of the Yangtze River, led by Songzhou, followed by Fengzhou, and then Nanzhou, were captured by the enemy one after another.

The last possibility for the Haidong Army to survive is the reinforcements from Qingzhou Prefecture. Qingzhou Prefecture is different from other prefectures. Qingzhou is ruled by the Fu family, especially since Fu Zichen returned to Qingzhou. After two years, he has become the pillar of Qingzhou Prefecture.

The Haidong Army believes in the ability of the pillar of the country, Mr. Fu, so they asked him for help, but they held on until the end, watching the last ship being shot down by the enemy, and the rescue from Qingzhou Prefecture still did not arrive.

The deputy general is right. Now they have not arrived. There is only one possibility, Qingzhou has also fallen.

The enemy knows their armaments and fortresses very well. Some of the other side have weapons and caught them off guard. If it is not for the enemy at the gates, no one can react. The war is actually at hand.

Just like those wealthy nobles in the capital, they are drunk and born in peace. At this time, they don’t even know that several states in Jiangnan have been lost, let alone a countermeasure.

The leader of the Haidong Army did not want to leave. He thought it was useless to leave. The invasion of the powerful enemy was swift and fierce, leaving no time for anyone to react. Would it be useful to report to the capital now? The capable personnel of Qingyun Country were divided into borders. They were stationed between the two countries and guarded against the invasion of the enemy's army. At this time, should the border guards be dispatched to Jiangnan to fight? Not to mention whether the army can lead the navy, in other words, even if they really put down the border and rushed to support, if there was a problem with the border during this period and it was attacked by other countries, who would take charge of the overall situation?

With internal and external troubles, the distribution of national forces has never been easily moved. Moreover, distant water cannot save nearby fires. By the time the court really ordered troops to enter the two rivers, I am afraid that the seven states in Jiangnan would have been completely destroyed.

The leader of the Haidong Army thought about what had happened and quickly formed a plan in his mind. He pushed the deputy general and said, "The battle report must be reported by someone, you go."

"General!" the deputy general shouted.

The commander had already grasped the longbow in his hand, closed his eyes tightly, and said: "I will cover you, go!"

"General!" The deputy general was already crying, and his tears washed his already bloody face, making him even more embarrassed.

"Boom", at this moment, the enemy's artillery fire sounded again.

On the flat sea not far away, Yue Dansheng used the object called telescope made by Liu Wei to look at the two burning ships in the distance. He frowned and planned to go to the cabin.

As soon as he walked to the door, he ran into Rong Leng head-on. His face was deep and his eyes were sharp.

Yue Dansheng subconsciously said: "There seems to be a naval battle ahead..."

Rong Leng's voice was cold and desolate: "I heard the sound of artillery fire." As he said that, he took the telescope and looked for a moment. When he put it down, his face was as dark as ink: "It's the warship of the Haidong Army."

Yue Dansheng was about to ask again.

Rong Leng had already coldly ordered the boatman in the main cabin: "Set sail at full speed, hurry!"