.When Lin Fengxiang saw the messenger sent by King Yi and then received the order from the King of Dong, asking him to immediately withdraw the siege of Huaiqing and return to Yangzhou along the same route, he could not tell what kind of mentality it was.

Looking at the detailed plan of withdrawal of troops on the decree, Lin Fengxiang tilted his head to look at the Prime Minister of Xia Youzheng, who came to deliver the letter in person. "This decree is written so meticulously, and even we have chosen which ferry we should go to."

Zeng Lichang smiled, "Mr. Lin, the matter is indeed a bit special, otherwise I wouldn't have asked me to come here to find you all the time. From Yangzhou to here, I have personally inspected the withdrawal routes specified for you. It was indeed an excellent route. I brought the 200-card knife hand and encountered no obstacles in the middle."

"Thank you, brother, for your meticulousness, for your return visit." Lin Fengxiang smiled on his face, and trembled the edict in his hand, and put it on the table. "The military situation is inconsistent, and military situation will also change at any time. A edict is issued so detailed, not necessarily." He laughed twice and stopped talking.

"Come on, you, Marquis Lin, are you a premonition," Zeng Lichang raised his hand and pointed, "Why are the Yellow River Ferry I pass by are Ji Wenyuan's troops? Could it be that you had expected that I would come to pass the edict for withdrawal?"

"I don't have those two tricks from Zhuge Liang. I just followed the orders of the Wing King and made some preparations in advance." Lin Fengxiang laughed loudly, and smiled. He suddenly shook his head, stared at Zeng Lichang and asked, "Is there something wrong with Tianjing? How could the Northern Expedition be suddenly cancelled?"

"I can't explain the specifics clearly. I just heard from the people who were sent to me by the Eastern Prince's Mansion that the eighth and nineth sons of the Heavenly Father have descended to earth. Now they have been named King An and King Ning." Zeng Lichang said with a smile.

"Haha, no one is possessed again, right?" Lin Fengxiang looked dissatisfied.

"No," Zeng Lichang said seriously, "the officials of all sizes and big and small in Beijing, including the kings, all witnessed them flying down from the sky."

"Will this happen?" Lin Fengxiang seemed to not believe it.

"No one would believe it if I didn't see it with my own eyes." Zeng Lichang heard a rush of horse hooves outside the tent. He knew that it was Li Kaifang who was coming, so he stood up and looked at Lin Fengxiang with a smile, "When I left, I also received an edict from the Yangzhou and Zhenjiang defenders. I heard that I was going to Tianjing to form a new army. You have gathered the elite of our Celestial Empire here. You must be lucky, and you may be able to go back to Tianjing to meet King An and King Ning soon."

In the afternoon, another fierce battle started under Huaiqing City.

The rumbling sound of war drums, cannons, and the sound of horse hooves that drifted over and down like the wind were intertwined with the shouts of the people who were yelling. The shocking earth was shaking. The cold light of countless green and cold weapons formed an ocean, making the sun shy, secretly hiding behind the clouds and never coming out again.

Yu Bingtao rushed up endlessly like the tide, retreated, and surged up again. Facing the long-haired people who seemed to have no fear at all, they could not be a little unadmired or regretful while being too sniffed. If all the soldiers and brave men of the Qing Dynasty were like this, why would they sign those humiliating agreements with foreigners?

"Mr. Yu, it seems that Changmao is a little exhausted." A general Qian, who was responsible for commanding the armed forces organized by the servants of various yards to assist the Green Camp soldiers to defend the city, pointed at the city and said proudly.

Yu Bingtao also discovered that although Changhai's attack and momentum today seemed even more fierce than before, when he approached the wall, he seemed to lose his tenacity. "Don't be careless. Changhai has been spending more than 20 days outside the city, and he still has to take into account the restraint behind Lord Shengbao. There are always times of fatigue. If he persists for a few more days, we will probably be able to rescue him." As he said that, he looked down at the heavy knife he was holding in his hand every day, and felt a sense of amusement in his heart. If he really had to deal with the long-haired short-soldiers, could he cut people? What if he was not care, he would soon throw it away. Thinking of this, looking at the overwhelming long-haired people outside the city, a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth. Maybe he would also thank these long-haired people, which helped him achieve a miracle.

The battle continued until dusk approached, and there was no sign of ending. The battle between blood and fire in the world made God feel sad, and its face began to become gloomy. With its huge and dull sighs, tears as big as beans flowed down. First, there were spots, then pearls formed into lines, and finally it seemed like a pour.

With the intervention of God, both sides finally stopped.

Yu Bingtao returned to the yamen and cleaned the rain on his body. As before, he began to write a memorial to the court, "Today, the Changmao attacked Huaiqing continuously and was extremely rampant. The minister personally took artillery fire and led the Green Camp soldiers and the village heroes to fight for their death. In the end, Changmao looked at the city again and sighed. Under Huaiqing City, Changmao blood accumulated into a river, and corpses were stacked like mountains."

After writing, he gently put down the pen in his hand and admired it several times. He leaned back, closed his eyes, and stretched his legs comfortably. Huaiqing turned into a solid foundation in his hands. Long live the wise and wise, he will never forget his own.

With the protection of heavy rain and night, Lin Fengxiang withdrew from the camp with the last group of soldiers.

From time to time, he looked back and looked at the camp behind him as usual, and the dark city walls of Huaiqing in the distance. As the chief general of the Northern Expedition, he now felt more regretful.

"You have gathered the elites of our Celestial Empire here. You have good luck. Maybe you will be able to go back to Tianjing to meet King An and King Ning." However, when he thought of Zeng Lichang's words in his mind, expectations seemed to arise in his heart again.
Chapter completed!