Chapter 42: Martyrdom!

Yun Zhao boated on Dongting Lake.

I originally wanted to take a flat boat, bring a jar of wine, bump and fall in the wind and waves, and enjoy the rare good time of smiling proud rivers and lakes.

It's a pity that Feng Ying was afraid that he would drown, so he chose a very large ship.

Swimming in the lake, drinking, and then naturally composing poetry.

The people in Lantian are actually very fond of Yun Zhao's poems, lyrics, fu, and songs.

The county is generally not a person who does these things, and is a very simple and pragmatic person, but as long as the county respects poetry, lyrics, endowment, endowment, and composition, it will always make people's eyes shine.

For example, the county Zun's previous "Young China Says" and "I Want to Draw the Sword in the Sky" are all famous, and I heard that there is also a children's song "Insects Fly" that is also amazing, but Qian Duoduo is not allowed to spread it.

Now, in the face of the vast blue waves of Dongting Lake, the county must have a special feeling.

Sure enough, after drinking a lot of wine, the county lord threw away the bottle and began to compose a song.

"The world is out of my generation, and the years are urging when I enter the rivers and lakes.

In the talk and laughter of the emperor's hegemony, it is better than a drunk in life.

Only sigh the tide of the world,

People are like water!

When to return!

Lifting a sword and riding to wave the ghost rain, the white bones are like mountain birds flying in shock.

The world is like a tide, and people are like water,

Only sigh the rivers and lakes!

A few people returned to !!!!!

Night rain battles lonely city in all directions,

Ping Ming's sword qi looked at the sound of the sword.

The bones of chivalry have not been found for thousands of years,

The blood and red leaves are drunk with the autumn wind. ”

This song is a song that Yun Zhao likes very much, I haven't heard it for many years, and today I took advantage of the strength of the wine, and I actually remembered it all, and I couldn't help but recite it.

The singers on the big ship, after a moment of audition, began to rhyme, and a male singer with a beautiful face and a somewhat low voice sang out.

The singer sang a song, and only Lantian County respected the tears and wet green shirts.

This situation and this scene can easily make these people who have mastered the lifeblood of Lantian come to mind.

Some people place the source of this song on Duan Guoren's Western Expeditionary Army.

Some people put the source of this song on Han Xiufen and Shi Lang who were fighting fiercely at sea.

People who are closer to Yun Zhao can easily fall this song on Hong Chengchou, who is engaged in a life-and-death battle with Jiannu.

Since ancient times, emperors or quasi-emperors will recite some imposing songs, even if the text is wrong and the words are vulgar, people will interpret the noble and majestic meaning from it.

There are only some really powerful ones, such as Han Gaozu, such as Cao Cao, such as ...... It can be worshiped by people who have thrown themselves to the ground.

Anyway, Yun Zhao himself knows that the song he is writing now is copied.

It's just that no one knows.

Yun Zhao wanted to fall asleep with the waves on his pillow, but was vetoed by Feng Ying, so he had to go back to the shore, and when he looked back at Dongting Lake, he actually felt sorry for each other.

Dongting Lake was bound by the shore, and he was bound by Feng Ying......

There was no new news from Liaodong.

Yun Zhao waited for the last news.

He wondered if his existence could change history.

If you could—

Yun Zhao was ready to let the world go with his baton.

Liaodong is just a corner of the world for Yun Zhao at this time, as long as the time comes, it can be extinguished at any time, and Han Lingshan has an inexplicable enthusiasm for doing this.

Li Hongji has already entered Shandong, and he is getting closer and closer to Beijing.

Zhang Bingzhong was unwilling to fight to the death in Jiangxi, and had already begun to have the idea of attacking to the east, and requisitioned countless civilian ships at Poyang Lake, preparing to cross Poyang Lake and march to Zhejiang.

Li Hongji's marching route Yun Zhao is very satisfied, that is, Zhang Bingzhong is always not so obedient, and he also requisitioned civilian ships? Still want to enter Zhejiang? This is not allowed.

Jiangxi still has Nanchang Mansion, Fuzhou Mansion has not been taken, but the remnants of the old forces in these two places are the most serious and need to be pacified.

Before Yun Zhao went to sleep, Liu Cheng came to report that Zhang Bingzhong's boat on the shore of Poyang Lake was burned by an unknown black-clothed man, and it was burned very cleanly, basically eliminating the possibility of Zhang Bingzhong crossing Poyang Lake.

This is official news, and Yun Zhao believes that a more detailed written report will be placed on his desk after he wakes up.

The bureaucratic operation of Lantian County has been completely formed, and it can operate on its own without Yun Zhao's fingers.

This is a scene that Yun Zhao has been striving for, and if he wants to do great things, he must establish such a bureaucratic system.

Generally speaking, the process of the operation of the bureaucratic system is a process of twisting all the scattered forces into a rope, and when all the small forces are integrated by the system, it becomes . The most powerful force in the world, he can change the world and be invincible.

The strength of the state comes from the people, and this truth has been known for a long time, and it has been understood very profoundly for a long time.

Yun Zhao drank too much wine and wanted to sleep, but Feng Ying always wanted to talk to him.

"Husband, the song you chanted today is really good."

Yun Zhao turned around and muttered, "It's just a small way." ”

Feng Ying turned to the other side of Yun Zhao and looked at his face and said, "Why don't you write a poem for the concubine?" ”

Yun Zhao sighed, sat up straight, and said in a daze; "What do you want?"

Feng Ying happily held Yun Zhao's shoulders like a puppy and said, "It's good." ”

"Didn't I send you before?"

"Too little."

Yun Zhao fell headlong on the bed and groaned, "I'll do it for you when I wake up." ”

Feng Ying liked Yun Zhao's serious attitude very much, and when she got the promise, she slept happily.

Feng Ying fell asleep, but Yun Zhao didn't feel sleepy - mainly because after the Ming Dynasty, there were very few popular poems on the land, which made it very difficult for him to plagiarize.

When Yun Zhao tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, Hong Chengchou was fighting bloodily!

Dolgon, who was forced by Huang Taiji to send him to death, was wrapped in a wounded scarf and went to the front line to direct the Jianzhou people to attack the city.

Hong Chengchou's cannon didn't hurt Dolgon, but Huang Taiji's bed crossbow almost killed Dolgon, and if it weren't for his personal guards as meat shields to block those terrible bed crossbows, Dolgon would have died a long time ago.

Even so, Dorgon was badly wounded, breaking one of his arms.

The only people who really died under Yīn's plot were Yang Guozhu and the two Ming soldiers, as well as Dolgon's chief of guard.

If it weren't for Wu Sangui's participation in Duoduo's interception and killing of Cao Bianjiao, the news reached Huang Taiji's ears, and Huang Taiji was still ready to let Dolgon continue to persuade Hong Chengchou to surrender.

In Huang Taiji's view, Hanchen is actually very useful, but the existing Hanchen, such as Fan Wencheng, Ning Wan I, Shang Kexi, these people's talents are too low, and they cannot help him formulate an effective bureaucratic system.

If a truly talented Hanchen like Hong Chengchou could surrender, even if he had a real backbone in his Hongwen Pavilion, he could create a set of government for the Great Qing State that could be passed down through the ages according to his will.

The savage country can win for a while, but it can't win forever, the so-called 'Hu people have no national fortune for a hundred years', how can the well-read Huang Taiji not know the truth.

Therefore, he is very eager for Hong Chengchou, an elite among the Han people.

Now, Dolgon is besieging the city, but he is ordered not to kill Hong Chengchou!

That is to say, whenever Xingshan Fort is about to be broken by the Jianzhou people, Hong Chengchou will appear in the most critical place in time, as long as he passes, the most critical place will be no crossbow arrows, no shells, and even no enemy troops.

Hong Chengchou took the lead and was not afraid of death, which greatly inspired the soldiers of the Ming army, and under the encouragement of the commander, they were also fighting without fear, but they did not find that their commander did not have anything to do even if he stood at the head of the city like an arrow target.

And they, as long as they show their heads slightly, will attract a dense rain of arrows, guns, and even stone bullets, crossbow guns!

Chen Dong was really desperate......

His left arm had been broken, he had been shot in the shoulder, he had been shot in the thigh, and his eye was even injured by lime.

Hong Chengchou's personal soldier captain Liu Kuang was killed, and he received a stone bullet in the chest, which directly smashed his chest and abdomen into a pile of minced meat, and he died without even leaving a last word.

Hong Fu blocked in front of his master countless times, but was pushed away by Hong Chengchou, at this time Hong Chengchou just wanted to fight!

As the sun set, the gunners of Xingshan Fort blocked the last shell in the barrel, lit the fuse, and blew up all the guns.

And the soldiers of the Jianzhou people also climbed to the head of Xingshan Fort.

Hong Fu knelt down and begged Hong Chengchou to leave quickly, but Hong Chengchou smiled and said to Chen Dong, who was wrapped like a dumpling, Yun Ping: "You say, will the county believe me?" ”

Chen Dong exclaimed, "You want to surrender?" ”

Hong Chengchou looked at the short gun in Chen Dong's hand and said, "I hope to die in battle." ”

Chen Dong said angrily: "Jiannu doesn't want to kill you at all!" ”

Hong Chengchou laughed and said, "So, I want to take advantage of this good opportunity to kill Jiannu." ”

"You're crazy, and the end result of doing so is capture."

Hong Chengchou tore off his helmet and looked in the direction of the capital and wept: "Yang Daming, the country has been in the past three hundred years, there should always be a Su Wu and a Wen Tianxiang to sacrifice for it...... Sons and daughters...... Kill me! ”

Chen Dong looked at Hong Chengchou's back coldly, raised the handcuff, and was about to pull the trigger, Hong Fu blocked in front of his muzzle, the handgun roared, and the iron sand in the barrel bombarded Hong Fu's chest.

Hong Fu struggled to grab Chen Dong's handcuff with both hands and said with difficulty: "Leave my master alive." ”

Chen Dong wanted to get rid of Hong Fu, but found that Hong Chengchou had already fought with a group of Jiannu like a mad tiger.

He wanted to kill Hong Chengchou again several times, but he couldn't get rid of Yun Fu, who was already dead, and seeing the tide of Jiannu rushing over, he shouted to Yun Ping, who was fighting, "Let's go." ”

The dense grenades were thrown out, forming a small gap between the man in black and Jiannu, Chen Dong took one last look at Hong Chengchou, who was still fighting, and roared heartbreakingly: "Don't let the county zun down!" ”

After that, he took the man in black to kill a bloody road to the east and rolled away......