"Looking at this formation, Renshouhou (Tan Yi) has at least twice the strength of Prince Han." Xiong Lan and his accomplices were standing on the top of the city and watching the two armies facing each other. The Ming army came out in full swing, leaving no soldiers or soldiers in Wanxian City, so the city returned to Xiong Lan's hands: "Renshouhou has been through the battle formation for a long time and has great force, Prince Han..."

"I think Renshouhou will win!" The people next to Xiong Lan began to express their opinions: "Criminal Han has a Bodhisattva heart, how could he fight?"

"Yes, who is a famous hero and general, isn't a cruel person? How can a person like Prince Han compare with Renshouhou?" Everyone soon became united in their understanding. Needless to say, Tan Yi won this battle.

Although these people were optimistic about Tan Yi, they could not command the thousands of surrendered soldiers in Wanxian City to go out to assist the Qing army in the battle. Originally, these officers were not Tan Hong's confidants and had no prestige among the soldiers. Two days ago, the Ming army surrendered without fighting at the city, which made their few prestige and confidence disappear without a trace. They looked at Tan Yi's army with envious eyes, but they had no brains and no courage to attack Deng Ming from behind.

Perhaps only one person is different...

"What are you waiting for! Are you waiting for death?" Xiong Lan suddenly shouted loudly, and her companions around her seemed to be nailed to the city wall, but did not take any action to try to win benefits for herself. This slow reaction made Xiong Lan feel "I am not good at making up for her."

Xiong Lan did not doubt that Tan Yi would win a great victory, but he felt that his group of people could benefit from it. His group of people were Tan Hong's old subordinates, and they all relied on favors to do some errands in Tan Hong's army. Perhaps the winner needed to reorganize Tan Hong's remaining troops, but they would not have any good looks for these incompetent old officers - they had a relationship under Tan Hong's hands, and they had never got any good looks. It would be nice if Tan Yi could give them a seat in the army, and maybe they would even kill them on the excuse of surrendering - Tan Yi even killed old friends like Tan Wen.

At the critical moment, Xiong Lan knew that most of her companions could not come up with any good ideas. He didn't care how to protect himself and quickly told her companions about her concerns. Without further ado, Xiong Lan loudly ordered the soldiers around her: "Change the flag immediately!"

Now there is a red flag of the Ming army in the head of Wanxian. The green flags of the Qing army were picked two days ago, and they were all ready-made. Xiong Lan ordered the soldiers to take action immediately and replace all the flags with green flags. He called his accomplices to hurried down the city tower. Tan Yi's victory had nothing to do with Tan Hong's old subordinates, so what Xiong Lan had to do most at the moment was to organize another force to share the victory.

“Where are we going?”

"Go to the county government!" Xiong Lan ran in the front and answered without looking back.

In the prison of Wanxian County, Tan Hong sat motionlessly, and he didn't know the chaos outside at all. Although the prison guards were his former subordinates, since he entered the cell, no one would come to this place of right and wrong to chat with him, but gathered around Deng Ming to curry favor with the winner. After Tan Yi's Qing army appeared, people were panic and everyone forgot about him for a while.

Suddenly, a burst of rapid footsteps came from outside. He said that Shi Chi was about to come, and in a blink of an eye, he arrived at the door of Tan Hong's prison. Tan Hong, who had just heard the footsteps, had not had time to open his eyes, but he heard a crackling sound at the door, followed by a loud "bang!"

When Tan Hong opened his eyes, he saw a group of people pouring into his small cell. The leader was Xiong Lan, whom he looked down upon. Back then, his aunt was favored, so Tan Hong pinched his nose and gave him a Qian Zheng, which made many loyal subordinates dissatisfied. Last year, Tan Hong found an excuse to demote him to the general manager, and many officers still felt ashamed to be with him.

Xiong Lan and the group of people behind him knelt on the ground after entering the prison door. Tan Hong looked carefully. These people were tied with ropes and tied their hands behind them. I really don’t know how they opened the lock just now...

"Marty, I'm sorry, young people!" Xiong Lan shouted first, and suddenly there was a sound of scolding herself for not being a human being. The people who squeezed into the cell apologized inside, and the people who couldn't squeeze in knelt outside and shouted.

This attitude surprised Tan Hong and he was full of doubts: "Is Prince Han left? No, if Prince Han left, how could he not take him to Fengjie? Even if Prince Han left, Xiong Lan and his group of people could do whatever they wanted, they would probably not invite him out?" If Tan Hong was in Xiong Lan's position, he might have thrown the former chief into the Yangtze River, report to the Qing court that he had lost his own achievements, and he would have taken the merit of offering the city.

There is only one thing that is, Xiong Lan once again surrendered to the Qing court, otherwise she would not have let herself go. Could it be that he was in charge of the matter in Wanxian? It is not right. If he needed to go out and preside over the overall situation and fight with Prince Han, Xiong Lan would secretly deliver food and news to his group of people in the past two days, without leaving these people hungry.

After glanced at the rope tied to Xiong Lan, Tan Hong closed his eyes again. Don’t worry, if these people were about to fight with Prince Han, would they still come to see him?

After thinking for a while, Tan Hong guessed the situation and asked slowly: "Tell me, which officers and soldiers are coming?"

"The Marquis is very clear." Xiong Lan immediately gave him a big hat and gently said: "The army of Renshouhou has arrived at the city, and the pseudo-Crown Prince Han has led his troops to fight."

"How many people have come to Renshouhou?" Tan Hong asked coldly, still closing his eyes.

"There are five thousand soldiers when Renshouhou came, and the pseudo-Crown Prince Han only has two thousand five, but he made up his mind to fight against the city, and the morale of the troops was very high."

"Yeah." Tan Hong nodded gently. That's right. Tan Yi has rich experience and twice the strength of Prince Han, so it's natural to win. But since Prince Han is fighting against the city, even if Tan Yi can win, he will lose a lot.

Tan Hong opened his eyes. If he hadn't himself, Tan Yi would probably have annexed the army of Wanxian, and these old subordinates who were kneeling in front of him would not have good results. But it would be different if he had come forward. With the backbone, it would not be so easy for Tan Yi to annex this army, and it would be difficult for him to explain to the Qing court. With the current situation, if he wanted to resist Tan Yi's annexed, he would have to rely on Xiong Lan and other people. They could not only escape from the crime but also retain their position.

"Where are my subordinates?" Tan Hong asked. Although Xiong Lan and others were also his subordinates, no one would misunderstand what Tan Hong meant. He was referring to his own guard.

"Everything is fine, they are all here." Xiong Lan responded repeatedly. Although these people were all hungry, they were not dead. As long as they had a full meal and rest for two days, they would soon become a vibrant hero again. Without these close guard confidants, Tan Hong could not quickly recover his strength and regain control of the army of Wanxian. He really might not be able to deal with Tan Yi's annexation.

Tan Hong and Tan Yi had a good relationship in the past and could be called friends, but this relationship was based on the fact that the two people were equal in strength and needed each other. If Tan Hong did not have the ability to protect themselves, Tan Yi would be happy to erase him completely, and it would not be possible to share the rule of Wanxian with him. Now both Tan Hong and Xiong Lan were secretly counting on Deng Ming in their hearts, hoping that Deng Ming would fight Tan Yi to heal if he was seriously injured. At least he didn't care about attacking soon. Tan Hong could try to protect himself as long as he had a little breathing time.

Tan Hong's subordinates were soon invited from the cell to the lobby of the county government. The more than 50 best friends no longer had their rebellious expressions at this time. They were weak in their legs and feet, and their cheeks were deep. In the winter, they were basically not given food, and were often whipped by rushing on the road. Not everyone could resist this. If they hadn't eaten well and had a strong body in the past, they would have probably gone to see the King of Hell.

"How is the porridge cooked?" Xiong Lan's shouts resounded in the county government office. He had ordered the porridge to steam some fine grain soft cakes when he just went to see Tan Hongqian. He knew that the more hungry these people were, the less they could not eat the seas. They had to use warm porridge and soft cakes to nourish their stomachs first. Anyway, they didn't need to fight desperately immediately.

"Take me to the city." Tan Hong received better treatment these days than his subordinates. He could eat more or less a little bit every day. Because he had to offer prisoners to Wen Anzhi, the Ming army could not let him starve to death. He could not wait for the rice porridge to be prepared and was anxious to watch the battle. Only by seeing it with his own eyes can he evaluate how much vitality Tan Yi still has after this battle.

"The villain accompanied the marquis." Compared to those who did not know how to find a way out when the disaster was coming, Xiong Lan felt that Tan Hong's serious and pragmatic style was the demeanor of a hero. She could take it and let go, and knew what was important and what was meaningless. Xiong Lan originally estimated that Tan Hong would scold her for being ungrateful and was mentally prepared, but looking at Tan Hong, she didn't even blame her, and immediately realized that her old subordinates now need Tan Hong, and Tan Hong also needed his old subordinates. If they cooperate, they would benefit from each other, and if they share, they would harm them.

Xiong Lan led Tan Hong to the city and introduced the appearance and morale of the two armies he saw along the way to the latter. When Tan Hong and Xiong Lan climbed the city wall, the Qing army's green flag had already been erected on Wanxian City.

When the green flag was just raised, Tan Yi saw it from afar and couldn't help but smile. The changes in the flags on the city show that Tan Hong's remnants who were left in Wanxian were a group of rats, shallow and ignorant. Don't think that this would make him open his eyes or have a bright eye. However, Tan Yi welcomed him in this situation after all, he immediately asked the people around him to remind the whole army to pay attention to this trend. Before the war started, Wanxian had surrendered to the side. The Ming army opposite was not only alone, but even the "people" they left in the city did not think that the Ming army who left the city had the possibility of victory.

The Ming army was in an uproar. Although they were mentally prepared for the surrendered army in Wanxian City, they surrendered as soon as the Ming army left the city, which was too rampant. Zhao Tianba asked Deng Ming: "Did Emperor Guangwu turn against him after he left the city in the Battle of Kunyang? After Emperor Guangwu left the city, did the army in the city also turn against him?"

Deng Ming said seriously: "When Tan Hong is defeated, I will tell you about the Battle of Kunyang."

The main force of the Ming army stayed between Wanxian and Tan Yi's troops, neither facing the Qing army nor counterattacked Wanxian. Tan Yi speculated that Deng Ming would go back and forth to inspect the Ming army in order to reduce the impact of Wanxian's turn against each other and try to maintain the morale of the Ming army - in this case, the commander should do this, but Deng Ming did not stay in front of his own people for more. Deng Ming felt that his morale was enough.

Deng Ming rode straight to the Qing army formation with twenty-two followers, and saw that the opposite side had already arranged in a strict formation, and the flags were arranged in an orderly manner. Each team defended Tan Yi's flag in a safe position.

"I am the prince of the Han King of the Ming Dynasty..." Deng Ming said loudly. Except for Zhao Tianba and the flag-holding officer, the other twenty people let go of their throats and repeated Deng Ming's words in unison.

"If you do not blame me for the past, you will be spared from death."

Although he had prepared in advance, Prince Han seemed a little nervous when facing countless enemy troops. Tan Yi raised his ears and listened carefully, and realized that Prince Han's shouting was intermittent and inconsistent. Tan Yi smiled and shook his head: "I am not confident, I am already timid. Do you still want to persuade me to surrender?"

The surrender conditions offered by Deng Ming were not innovative and tempting, and Tan Yi smiled even more happily: "I'm so stingy, I don't have any rewards at all. I've heard such words too many times."

As expected, as Tan Yi expected, after hearing Deng Ming's call, there were many sarcastic sounds in Tan Yi's army, and many soldiers whispered together - they felt that the clans of the royal family were too ignorant of the world. The officers of Tan Yi's troops did not strictly stop this whisper. They all felt that this phenomenon was beneficial to their side, and the soldiers' last awe of the Ming royal family soon disappeared.

After the shouting, Deng Ming led his small group of men to drive the horses to the flank of the Qing army. He stopped running far and set his pace and shouted again what he had just shouted.

"This time it's much smoother, but I don't know if Prince Han is not stuttering or his subordinates are calling him familiar." Tan Yi smiled and looked at the Ming army. The Ming army was far behind Deng Ming, and it was not yet coming. Of course, Tan Yi would not send out the entire army to attack more than 20 people, especially they were still riding horses. Tan Yi continued to wait. Anyway, since the Wanxian town has turned against each other, the situation of the Qing army has become more favorable. Prince Han has become a dog of a family, so he might as well wait for the Ming army to take the initiative to attack.

After the second shout, the prince Han still refused to leave. He ran a distance and persuaded other Qing soldiers to surrender. He ran in a straight line in front of Tan Yi's army, shouting over and over again. Tan Yi felt that the other party was ridiculously persistent, and after receiving waves of sarcasm, he was not discouraged. Tan Yi was about to laugh: "Is Prince Han here to help me boost morale?"

He ran along the front of Tan Yi's military formation and shouted again. Deng Ming and the guards behind him grabbed the horse and took a rest for a while. Zhao Tianba reminded: "Your Highness, they just gave a reward of 100 taels."

"What a young man." Deng Ming sighed.

In order to capture Zhu Di, Emperor Jianwen's Southern Army was rewarded with no less than ten thousand gold coins. The Marquis of Wanhu made the soldiers in the army go crazy. Even the famous ministers and generals could resist the temptation? In order to capture Zhu Di, Geng Bingwen, Li Jinglong, Ping'an, Sheng Yong of the Southern Army, painted portraits one after another, so that hundreds of thousands of Southern Army members would know the appearance of the King of Yan, and everyone knew his flag and armor.

Of course, Deng Ming was far from comparing with the King of Yan Zhu Di of that year. Not only did Deng Ming not have a portrait, but even the flag was made in a hurry. It was the first time that the clothes and armor were worn. Without the help of the enemy, Deng Ming had to promote himself: "Tan Yi has no eyes, is my dignified prince of the Han Dynasty worth only 100 taels of silver? Last year, Hong Chengchou from Huguang also offered a reward of 1,000 taels and wanted to capture me!"

Deng Ming didn't know what official Hong Chengchou was now, but he wanted to make the Qing army think that he was a big man and worth more than one hundred taels.

For ordinary soldiers, one hundred taels are unimaginable numbers; but some officers have heard of the name Hong Chengchou, and these words from Prince Han gave his value a new meaning. Among them, Tan Yi, and Deng Ming's statement made Tan Yi's heart beat. Hong Chengchou's position in the Qing court was still above Li Guoying, the governor of Sichuan and Shaanxi. At present, he can't even curry favor with Li Guoying, let alone Hong Chengchou.

Deng Ming was still shouting along the Qing army's front, and Tan Yi finally began to feel something was wrong. The guards beside him no longer laughed, but stared at Deng Ming who was moving not far away in front of the formation with a strange look. At this time, in the Qing army formation, the whispers turned into buzzing discussions. The officers were thinking, and everyone excitedly focused on the moving gold mountain shouting in front of them.

When Tan Yi announced the reward, the Qing soldiers knew that there might be a chance to win the lottery today, but most people just fantasize about it. Everyone wants to win the lottery, but everyone knows that the chance to win is very small. The excitement and cheer just now was mainly because of Tan Hong's order. After such a big victory, there will definitely be rewards, at least a full meal. There are also some simple-minded and confused people who don't understand what's going on. Everyone shouts, then join in the fun and shouts together.

But after Deng Ming's repeated calls, all the Qing soldiers knew clearly which first prize lottery ticket was. The Qing soldiers who didn't know who they were going to arrest were now all staring at the targets they needed to be captured. Even the most confused and dull fool in Tan Yi's army asked what was going on from the people around them. When they looked at Deng Ming again, they couldn't even take back their tongues: "Oh, it's just for such a person in front of them. The Marquis wants to give him a few kilograms of silver, and there is a big man who has to reward dozens of kilograms of silver."

The front-line officers who were obliged to suppress the uproar of soldiers had forgotten their responsibilities, and their eyes were closely following Deng Ming, who was still driving back and forth in the formation. They understood that this person was very important to the Qing court. Now, whenever Deng Ming ran past not far ahead, the officers' palms were sweating, and they all secretly considered the distance between them and Deng Ming in their hearts.

The Ming army still did not drive over to set up the formation. The thousands of Qing soldiers saw only the lonely people of Prince Han not far away. There was no threat, but only rewards of merit and money. The Qing army's fighting spirit and morale reached an unprecedented level - targeting Deng Ming, not Ming army -

Author's note: Everyone, today my book review area was warned and cleaned up, saying that there was a topic of not having a crab, and asked me to collect a deputy moderator to guard against similar incidents.
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