Zhenjiang Prefecture, more than 120 miles away from Nanjing, is a bustling city with nearly 200,000 residents.

Don’t think it’s too small. In this day, a city can have hundreds of thousands of people. When the Japanese pirates attacked the city, the entire city was panicked. Whether it was a wealthy family or an ordinary citizen, they all closed their doors and didn’t even dare to show their faces. Until the government sent a yamen runner to tell the bandits that they were completely wiped out, and after the army was about to enter the city, the streets that were originally deserted near the north gate were soon filled with people. Almost everyone wanted to see the strong army style that could wipe out the group of Japanese pirates.

In the welcoming crowd, two idle men were chatting.

"Hey... brother, have you heard that the Ming army who came to support was a servant of Duke Wei from Nanjing. They all had a waistline of one meter and could be a hero on their arms!"

"Come on, I heard that those Ming troops who came to help were not from Duke of Wei. They were the personal troops sent by the eunuch Cao, the eunuch in Nanjing who had originally guarded the emperor. They all had the courage of ten thousand men, so they could wipe out the bandits in an instant."

A man next to him curled his lips when he heard the two idle men's eyes on China and said disdainfully: "Come on, don't brag, what the emperor's personal army, the Duke of Wei in Nanjing City, are all lies. The Ming army that came to support is just some poor military households in Nanjing garrison."

"What... military household?"

The two idle men were stunned at first, then burst into laughter.

"What did you say? They are military households, have you not woken up yet?"

"Brother, are you laughing at us who have never seen the market?" A casual man smiled and pointed at the man and said with a smile: "When can those poor military households who are so poor that they don't even have pants kill the thieves? Are you making us laugh, right?"

Seeing the two idle men laughing almost dead, the man's face looked ugly as if he was swallowing a fly, he sneered: "Believe it or not, do you know who my brother-in-law is? He is the head of Jin Ban of the prefect's yamen. These days he and the servants in the yamen have been transferred to the city wall to help. My brother-in-law is the confidant of the prefect. He told me personally that there is still a fake."

"Really or not?" After hearing the man's words, the two idle men became somewhat skeptical.

"I'm a turtle lie to you. Do you believe it or not? If you don't believe it!" The man snorted coldly, turned his head and turned in another direction.

Just as the two idle men were still arguing about the authenticity of the man's words, a burst of cheers came from the front.

"Here...they are here!"

"Those Ming troops are here."

The wide street was full of people, and a group of yamen runners in soap clothes were waving water and fire sticks to maintain order. However, because there were too many people, the yamen runners failed to drive them away but were squeezed backwards.

"Crack...Crack...Crack..."

Suddenly, a strange sound came from the west. At first, it was just a vague sound, and then the sound became louder and louder. Gradually... people heard it, this was the sound of footsteps, because it was too neat and sounded like a sound.

Although it was the first time everyone here heard this sound, for some reason, everyone's faces gradually changed. The people who could not calm down no matter how much the yamen runners scolded him slowly stopped talking and the noise began to become quiet.

"Crack...Crack...Crack..."

As the neat sound became louder and louder, a team soon began to appear in front of everyone. When the team appeared in front of people, everyone was shocked.

"This team is so neat!" This was everyone's first impression, and then almost everyone gasped when they saw the army's clothes.

This is an army covered in armor!

Yes, it was covered with armor. Although it was the hot summer and the weather was extremely hot, everyone in this team was covered with heavy iron armor, and the iron-gray iron armor shone with dazzling light in the sun.

The rows of spearmen carrying long spears on their shoulders in front looked solemn. The blood on the iron armor that had not been wiped seemed to tell people that this was a warrior who had just come down from the battlefield. Since the soldiers had just gotten off the battlefield and walked on the streets in a row, a smell of murderous intent and blood seemed to be thrusting into their noses. Many people trembled in their hearts. Although the scorching sun was still on their heads, they still felt a chill surge from their hearts. Even the most courageous idle man in the past was silent and did not dare to say anything.

"Click...Click..."

The team continued to move forward, and after the spearmen passed, teams of musketeers carrying muskets on their shoulders walked by. After the baptism of war, they were no longer the rookies who had never seen blood. At this moment, they strode on the street, with fearless and proud expressions on their faces, and the musket with bayonets on their shoulders shone with a cold light in the sun.

"Your mother... are all poor military households?"

The two idle men in the crowd always felt cold in their hearts when they looked at this unprecedented team, and a sound smaller than a mosquito was made in their mouths.

In fact, it was not just these two idle men who were frightened today. Wu Zhenliang, as the prefect of Zhenjiang, was also frightened.

To be honest, Wu Zhenliang was indeed very dissatisfied with Yang Feng at the beginning. After all, the conflict between Yang Feng and Gong Daxian at the city gate was lighter and Yang Feng and Gong Daxian were both the two, but to be more serious, Yang Feng did not give Zhenjiang Mansion face.

As the prefect of Zhenjiang, Wu Zhenliang naturally felt lost. If it were the peace in the past, Wu Zhenliang would have some ways to make these military households from Nanjing look good, but now he can't do that.

Although the Japanese pirates captured Hiroshi Kane and his men alive, the Japanese pirates had not yet been eliminated. At this time, they would offend Yang Feng. If they did not work hard, then the bad luck would be their Zhenjiang Mansion. As an old official, Wu Zhenliang would naturally not do such stupid things. What made Wu Zhenliang afraid of the most was that the army led by Yang Feng was so well-equipped. Not only was the morale high, but everyone was equipped with iron armor. This was iron armor. Where did Yang Feng get the money from the silver that he equipped so many soldiers with iron armor. It is not scary these days, but the rich man still held the army in his hand. This is the most worrying thing.

"It seems that some blood would have to be released tonight's dust banquet. It's so stupid that Gong Daxian caused trouble for him, but I asked me to wipe his butt." Wu Zhenliang cursed with some hatred in his heart.
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