Updated: 2013-02-24

The Qing army camp in the south of the city was crowded with people, and Deng Ming and others kept walking by the Qing army's squad.

Some people saw this group of Yangzhou green camps constantly asking questions, and were unwilling to answer their inquiries; but some people thought it was not important. Anyway, Lang Tingzuo said that the water supply was enough to eat, and a few people came to grab food, at most they would just ask the Governor of Liangjiang to pay more money. Lang Tingzuo felt sorry for it, so he enthusiastically pointed out to the Yangzhou soldiers where to get things.

"You general?" An officer asked Deng Ming: "Don't just look for food. The governor is inspecting the battalions. Since you are here, let your general to toast the governor to the governor."

"Have the Governor left the city?" Deng Ming was surprised and happy, unable to believe his ears.

"Yes, it's in the camp ahead." Seeing the Yangzhou soldiers excited and looked happy, the Qing army officers could not help but show a contemptuous expression. Although everyone flattered the officials when they met them, it wouldn't be so unconcealed. Is it difficult to restrain them a little?

At the latest, the day after tomorrow, the foreign troops outside the city will leave one after another. Lang Tingzuo picked out a visit to the city in broad daylight, hoping to contact the soldiers under his command. Originally, the staff suggested that the Governor of Liangjiang come to do this last night, and first arranged a battalion of Qing soldiers to pretend to be asleep, and let the Governor of Liangjiang tuck the corners of the sleeping soldiers a few times, put their accidentally exposed arms back into the quilt, and so on. At the same time, a large group of generals were arranged to accompany the visit to show the Governor's closeness and kindness.

This idea sounds good, Lang Tingzuo originally wanted to agree, but a confidant guard firmly opposed it, saying that there is a possibility of a camp roar at night. Most people disagree with it. Soldiers are prone to a camp roar when they are nervous. Now that the officers and soldiers have won a great victory, the soldiers have received rewards. What are the happy camp roars? Moreover, the Governor of Liangjiang went deep into the military camp to visit the soldiers, made arrangements in advance, accompanied by generals throughout the journey, and was strictly protected. Even if there is a camp roar, you are not afraid.

But my subordinates just thought about it, and no one would say it out loud. After all, this is not a technical issue, but an attitude issue. Since it involves the personal safety of the Governor Liangjiang and no one dares to guarantee it, everyone said that this trip was too unsafe - everyone should show that they regard Lang Tingzuo's safety as a top priority. So someone suggested that the soldiers could take a nap and Governor Lang would cover the soldiers' quilts during the day. There was no problem.

Therefore, the activity scheduled to have fun with the officers and soldiers last night was changed to today's day. A team of Qing soldiers selected. After being strictly inspected for the three generations of ancestors and relatives, they were repeatedly searched by the guards of the governor of Liangjiang and lie on the bed of the barracks when it was hot at noon. At the command of the officer, they collectively closed their eyes and opened their mouths and snored. Soon, there were chaotic and heavy footsteps in the barracks, and a strange hand stuffed the soldiers' only arm that could scatter heat back into the quilt.

At this time, all kinds of praise sounded around, but the soldiers ordered to take a nap still could not wake up. They continued to snore with thunder. Although they were sweating all over their bodies, they still hid in the quilt without moving... Finally, a large number of footsteps sounded again, and the sound of flattery left the camp with the sound of footsteps. The soldiers finally received new orders, woke up from their sleep, and rushed to leave the quilt.

"Good job!" The officer was very satisfied with the will of these soldiers and praised: "Everyone has double portions of wine and rewards."

After going deep into the grassroots and asking about his well-being, the Governor of Liangjiang began to express condolences to many local generals and officials who went to Nanjing to aid. Everyone gave them a round of drinks and said that whenever the Governor of Liangjiang had orders in the future, they would not refuse even if they were tortured.

Outside the camp, Deng Ming, who had been looking for all the way, was blocked by the Qing army. The guards arrogantly told them that the Governor of Liangjiang was meeting the general not far away. If the General of Yangzhou came, he could inform him and let him go in and pay homage. But let's not forget them. The Governor was very busy and had no time to talk to the unknown.

After returning from the cordon, Deng Ming asked someone to go back to ask how much the troops had arrived. After waiting for a while, his subordinates reported that they had contacted the vanguard of the convoy and would probably arrive soon, but the infantry might still be several miles away. Although they tried their best to collect vehicles and livestock along the way, only about half of the Zhejiang soldiers could take the car, and the rest still had to go on foot.

According to the original plan, the cavalry would reconnaise the defense of the Qing army camp, and after the convoy and infantry arrived, they would launch an attack together, and still adopt the combat plan this morning. It would be impossible for thousands of soldiers to sneak into the depths of the Qing army camp, which would definitely cause the enemy to interrogate. Now, seeing more than 100 cavalrymen do not look for a place to eat, but wander around, many Qing army looked at them.

"We originally planned to launch an attack at dusk, so that the troops would be all, and the Tartars were probably drunk, but Lang Tingzuo might have returned to the city at that time." Deng Ming and the guards and officers around him discussed: "What do you think we will launch an attack immediately?"

"Okay! It's just my intention." Zhao Tianba has been holding his breath recently and wants to make a real contribution: "The Governor of Liangjiang is right in front of him, but he refuses to see the guests. If he missed it like this, wouldn't we come in vain?"

The others thought for a while and agreed one after another. Deng Ming smiled and said, "Okay, let's meet Governor Lang now."

Deng Ming asked several cavalrymen to go out to contact the convoy, and took the soldiers on the car to attack the Qing army while they took the chaos. The vehicles still turned around as planned and went to pick up the half of the infantry that fell behind.

"Once the Tartars fall into chaos, our infantry can easily defeat them," Deng Ming took out a piece of red cloth and tied it to his arm, then pulled out his long sword, held his weapon high and said to the cavalry around him: "It depends on us now, see how much chaos we can create."

Suddenly there was a loud voice. After the Ming army's cavalry used red cloth to complete their identity signs, they took out their weapons in broad daylight without restraint.

This metal sound attracted more eyes to the Ming army. After seeing the cold light of swords and guns, the Qing soldiers sitting on the ground in the distance for a while had forgotten to chew, looking at the "Yangzhou Green Camp" for unknown reasons, and the murderous aura suddenly rose from their bodies.

"Capture Lang Tingzuo alive!"

Deng Ming shouted, squeezed the horse's belly hard, and rushed towards the row of Qing soldiers who had just stopped him.

"Catch Lang Tingzuo alive!"

"Catch Lang Tingzuo alive!"

Countless Ming troops yelled in unison and rushed to follow.

...

Lang Tingzuo, who was enjoying the flattery of the generals in the camp, suddenly heard a large number of noises outside the camp and was stunned. At this time, the other generals also heard the noise outside, and they couldn't hear clearly what they were shouting, but it sounded like they were fighting.

"Can you still whistle in this daytime?" Many staff members around Lang Tingzuo all had this idea at once, but in a flash, they threw this idea behind their minds. They were so quick that they guessed the truth: it must be because of the lack of officer restraint and the soldiers fought for food and food.

"I guess the men were drunk too much and were crazy about drinking." The head of the camp looked embarrassed. It was a good time together, but why did something happen suddenly? What should I do if I left a bad impression on the Governor Liangjiang?

Fortunately, Lang Tingzuo seemed to have no mind at all, so he immediately laughed and said, "Today, Japanese officials want to have fun with the officers and soldiers, make it better and make it more lively."

Suddenly, a lot of flattery was sent around him, and the chief officer also smiled with his colleagues, praising the governor for loving soldiers like his sons. He secretly gave the officer behind him a wink behind him. Finally, the governor of Liangjiang came to patrol the camp, and the officers all shook their heads and squeezed over, hoping that Lang Tingzuo would take a look. After seeing the dissatisfied face of the chief officer, the confidant officer behind him hurried out, intending to maintain the military discipline a little and prevent the soldiers from making too out of order.

There was a lot of movement outside. Several shrill screams pierced into the eardrums. Lang Tingzuo, who was originally smiling, also froze. Today he provided the soldiers with so much wine and meat, why did he beat them so fiercely? He was all moving, and he was killed?

Many generals sweated on their foreheads, and the camp's chief could no longer stay. Looking at the Governor of Liangjiang whose face became more and more gloomy, he jumped up hurriedly and claimed crimes: "The generals are incompetent in governing the army, they are guilty of death, and they are guilty of death. The generals will go and suppress them."

The generals from several camps around also stood up. They didn't know if their subordinates were involved in the fight. Seeing that the Governor was about to get angry, they still went to check the situation outside.

The shouts were getting closer and closer, as if they were rushing towards the camp quickly.

"Catch Lang Tingzuo alive!"

Finally, a clear shout was heard by everyone in the tent. Lang Tingzuo's expression changed, his face suddenly became cold as ice. He slapped the wine glass in his hand on the table: "Hmph."

"You are the good soldiers you are leading!" The staff of the Governor General Liangjiang all jumped up and scolded loudly. I don't know which idiot brought out a brave soldier who was just drinking to make trouble. He even dared to call the name of the Governor General.

No one wanted to stay next to the volcano that was about to erupt. All the officials stood up. The camp's chief ran the fastest and rushed to the door of the tent with one step. Even if they cut off all the heads of the rioters today, they didn't know whether the Governor would be willing to forgive the crime.

Just as they were about to pull out the door, a person suddenly rushed in from outside. It was the confidant officer who had gone out to suppress the enemy. The officer was fierce and collided with the chief officer. The two of them rolled to the ground together.

"Random!" The visitor had no etiquette and rules. Lang Tingzuo could no longer bear it and shouted sternly: "Come on and beat him to death..."

"The big thing is not good!" The officer who broke in didn't care who he had hit, nor did he hear the order of the Governor General Liangjiang, howling: "The mutiny is here, the chaos is coming."

At this time, the sound of killing outside was approaching, and the shouts of "Catch Lang Tingzuo alive" were rising and falling, and it sounded like it was surrounding the camp from several directions.

Lang Tingzuo snorted contemptuously, still calm and calm, shouted to a guard: "Go out and see, which battalion of soldiers are they?"

Several guards responded in unison and walked out of the camp gate. All the generals in the camp were silent and prayed silently that they would not be the ones they could stab.

But the riots came so quickly. Before the guards could get the reward, they could be heard clearly before they could shout and kill. There were countless horse sounds, and new shouts came:

"Where is Lang Tingzuo?"

There are also voices of persuading surrender:

"Sit on the ground to avoid death!"

More shocking shouts followed:

"You will surrender soon after the Jiangnan Admiral Deng Ming!"

"Deng Ming!" After hearing this name, the whole camp was stunned. Legend has it that this man, with seventeen subordinates, burned Kunming and killed Hong Chengchou, the governor of the five provinces. Not long ago, he went deep into the Qing army camp again, stabbed Hu Quancai to death and then retreated unconsciously.

"ah."

A guard who had just gone out to check came back, his face turned pale, and screamed at Lang Tingzuo in an unspoken manner: "Sir, run away, it's Deng Ming."

Lang Tingzuo, who was as stable as Mount Tai just now, was already expressionless and trembled all over: How could Deng Ming, a killing star who repeatedly took the heads of high-ranking officials of the court among thousands of troops, appear under the city of Nanjing?

"Defendant Lord." Several guards shouted and tried hard to support Lang Tingzuo. Governor Liangjiang's legs were now weak. As soon as he was helped up, his feet almost fell to the ground as soon as he was soft.

Deng Ming, who had already reached the outside of the camp, continued to move forward. He just asked several Qing soldiers who were kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy, and then he found a person who was not so scared that he could not speak. He stared at the target camp, and Deng Ming rode his horse forward. The camp tent was very high. Deng Ming bent down and lowered his head, and rushed into the door with his people and horses.

Suddenly, there were a lot of cries and panic shouts around him. Deng Ming tied his horse in the middle of the camp and looked around the enemies. They looked like more than a dozen, all of them, all of whom were officers. Everyone drew their swords in their hands, and their backs were against the edge of the camp and glared at Deng Ming.

Deng Ming gently raised the long sword in his hand, his mount shook his tail, and looked at the enemy troops with his master. Deng Ming shouted loudly: "Who is Lang Tingzuo?"

"Who is coming?" A Qing general who hid far away made a vigilant position and asked in a deep voice.

"I am Deng Ming." Deng Ming replied coldly, then raised his tone and shouted again: "Who is Lang Tingzuo?"

The Qing army officers around them did not speak. They looked at Deng Ming's eyes from fierceness to fear, and then they became begging for mercy.

When, when.

More than a dozen swords fell to the ground one after another, and there were two enemies left, although they did not abandon the sword, they were already fighting. The sound of princess collision resounded throughout the tent, staring at the bloody horse sword in Deng Ming's hand in horror.

After several guards behind Deng Ming rushed into the tent, the last two enemies still did not have the courage to step forward and beg for mercy like others: "The thief has crawled out of the underground of the tent! Bless your life, admiral."

...

There were crying everywhere, and Lang Tingzuo, who was confused, rushed left and right in the chaotic crowd surrounded by the guards.

"Sir, get on the horse." A guard snatched a war horse, and several people pushed the Governor of Liangjiang up with force.

"I'm open up the land in Zhou!" A thunderous roar came from the left: "Where is Lang Tingzuo?"

"Then is Zhou... the guy who opened the land." The guards looked at the place where the roar came, and immediately hugged Lang Tingzuo's back and fled towards the direction of the roar.

Before he had just walked very far, the Ming army, who had surrounded the other way, was blocking the front again.

"I am Li Xinghan!" After hearing the Ming general in charge of his name, the fighting spirit of the Qing soldiers in front disappeared. Wuchang opera has been spread here. After hearing that Li Xinghan's righteous act of protecting the weak woman home, the singer in Nanjing also sang his bravery with respect. Li Xinghan, who is said to be alive in Zhao Zilong, is probably much louder than Zhou Kaiyuan's reputation.

While leading the troops to slash the defeated soldiers, the Ming general repeatedly asked the Qing soldiers begging for mercy: "Where is Lang Tingzuo?"

"Sir, here."

The Governor's guards were all brave people. They were not as scared as ordinary soldiers and their calves cramped. They rotated ninety degrees and continued to move forward.

The riots in front of the rice suddenly parted like waves, and there were another group of Ming cavalry with red scarves on their arms. The leader of the Ming army was dancing an iron spear. Wherever the spear tip went, the Qing soldiers were like wind and slanting, and they all fell to the ground.

"I am the thousand households of the Jinyiwei..."

The name of this military general Lang Tingzuo and the others had never heard of it. Everyone in the desperate guards were forced to look lit up and shouted fiercely and rushed forward: "No nameless man! Kill him and protect the lord and rushed out!"

...

Lang Tingzuo held the horse's neck and ran desperately without looking back. His close guards were all known for their reputation, but there was no general in front of the Ming general just now, and they were assassinated by the opponent in front of the horse. The sacrifice of these guards bought time for the Governor of Liangjiang. Lang Tingzuo took the gap and ran out of the chaos.

On the back of Lang Tingzuo, Zhao Tianba rode his horse and chased him closely. He knew that the ten escaped enemies in front of him were the governor of Liangjiang of the Qing Dynasty. The enemy soldiers who rushed up just now were all very good. If they had not relied on their advantage in riding horses, Zhao Tianba would never win easily. With such elite soldiers, he would sacrifice his life to protect him. Looking at the clothes on the other party, Zhao Tianba was willing to let this person escape.

"If you don't go, you don't go, hell has no way to go." Zhao Tianba looked at him and got closer and closer, and he was secretly happy. The other party did not open up the wasteland in Zhou, and Li Xinghan broke through. It can be seen that God sympathized with him and wanted to hand over this great merit to him. I guess he could get the top merit today by running through one or two tents. Zhao Tianba, who was proud of himself, smiled and shouted at the back of the enemy in front of him, "Lang Tingzuo, where are you going?"

The distance between the two tents was running past in the blink of an eye. Zhao Tianba smiled long and stretched out his arms to grab Lang Tingzuo's back. At this moment, a rider suddenly turned away from the front. The rider was so busy that he could not hold back the war horse. He collided with Lang Tingzuo, who was panicking. The two horses roared at the same time and fell over together.

This sudden collision made Zhao Tianba catch the sky, and the knight also flew up from the saddle and hugged Lang Tingzuo in the air. The two of them rolled to the ground together.

The fall made Lang Tingzuo's eyes burst into tears, and his chest was so stuffy that he couldn't breathe. He closed his eyes and shouted on the ground: "I am the Governor of Liangjiang, don't kill me."
To be continued...