As Yang Tinglin spoke for another half an hour, the news spread quickly, and the entire city of Nanjing was boiling.

"Eh, old Zhangtou, have you heard? Huguang has already been pacified......"

"I heard that! said that it was to deceive the Tartars to underestimate the enemy, so the court did not spread the news, and the Tartars had been defeated at this time! ”

"Today, the son is really using soldiers like gods, Jiannu has been making trouble since the year of the Apocalypse to the present, and finally someone can cure them!"

"In the past, some people always said that the current emperor is the true monarch of Erlang Xiansheng, I didn't believe it at first, but now I look at it, there is no doubt about it."

Suddenly, the entire Nanjing, regardless of the army and the people, swept away the current uneasiness of the great enemy, and everyone rushed to tell each other, and their morale soared.

Some people also looked at the rice jar at home and secretly regretted it, "If I knew this was the case, I wouldn't have tuned so much brown rice......

In fact, before the war started, Zhu Linmiao ordered Yang Tinglin to transfer 180,000 stone grain and rice into Beijing. The Parity Division has distributed these grains to the market, and the supply is always sufficient, and the price of food has been firmly held down without fluctuation. Therefore, even if the soldiers were in the city, the people did not rush to buy grain, and even if they were to store grain, they would only buy five or six buckets at most.

Now that everyone has learned that Huguang has been decided, and the news that Jianyu was defeated by Wang Shi, no one is worried about the food problem anymore, and even some rich families have picked up grain and rice to send to the Ming army defending the city.

At the same time, more young people began to help defend the city or carry baggage on their own initiative. The city wall of Nanjing was crowded with people for a while.

At dusk, a number of horsemen bypassed the camp outside the city, entered Nanjing from the north gate, and handed over a secret report of military intelligence and a wooden box to Zhen Zhen.

Zhen Zhen opened the letter first, glanced at the secret report, and immediately smiled, "The Holy Lord broke the thieves in Ximing Mountain, captured 30,000 people, and the remaining thieves fled in all directions, Jiangnan Dading!" ”

A man in civilian clothes next to him, in his fifties, walked quickly when he heard this, and it was Yang Tinglin, a scholar of the current dynasty.

He took the secret letter and read it carefully several times, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, "God bless Daming!" God bless the great! ”

When he announced the defeat of Jianyu during the day, he didn't know what the battle was going on, but he just followed Zhu Linmiao's instructions to boost the morale of the city, and then he stayed in the army and waited for news from the front line.

It was only at this time that his high heart was completely relaxed, and he couldn't help sighing: "Since ancient times, there will be strange people in troubled times." Fortunately, the heavens descended on the saint to give the Ming Dynasty, and the society and the common people were perfect. Essay on martial arts, except for Taizu and Chengzu, there is no one who can compare with the saint! ”

Zhen Zhen smiled and nodded. In fact, in her heart, Zhu Yuanzhang, who founded the Ming Dynasty, can be compared with her majesty, Zhu Di just took a few trips to the Tartars' house with the power of the whole country, and it was still a step behind.

However, she would not have said anything disrespectful to the emperor, and pointed to the wooden box and asked the person who sent the letter, "What is this?" With that, he opened the lid.

Suddenly, a smell of blood came to her face, fortunately, she was also experienced in battle, and she was still calm, but Yang Tinglin next to her was shocked, and there were two bloody human heads in the box!

The officer who sent the letter hurriedly said: "General Huizhen, this is the head of the thieves Gong Adai and Shang Kexi!" Originally, the saint wanted to send Duoduo's head, but General Zhang was worried that he would be intercepted by thieves on the way, so he sent Gong Adai's instead. However, the lower officer's jacket contained Duoduo helmets, armor and other things. ”

Zhen Zhen was overjoyed when he heard this, "With these things sent by the Holy Lord, tomorrow will add a few more chances of winning!" ”

At dawn the next day, it was still very dark.

Mu Jilun was sleeping in the tent when he was shocked to hear the sudden sound of cannons at the head of Nanjing.

He rubbed his sleepy eyes and scolded and came out of the curtain, "Damn, what the hell is the barbarian doing?" ”