After a brief analysis, Hanzhong Mansion is not worth mentioning and can be easily solved.
Everyone became excited, spitting, and full of optimism.
When Xiong Yingjie witnessed this scene, he was shocked: "This is a rebellion, this is a rebellion!"
It is really bold and daring to plot the state capital of the imperial court openly and openly.
He looked around for someone sober, but he was disappointed, none of them were excited.
Listening with dull eyes, Xiong Yingjie was on the verge of crying but had no tears: "I was born in martial arts and studied the Four Books and Five Classics for decades, but I actually joined the rebels. What a misfortune for my family!"
Zhu Yixi looked at everyone with a smile on her lips.
From the beginning, he had no intention of peacefully dealing with Hanzhong Mansion.
In other words, unless Sun Chuanting is reincarnated, he will never be able to legally control Hanzhong Mansion.
Therefore, one can only act in a hurry and become a warlord.
After all, Guanzhong was occupied by the Chuang army, and the news was different. What would the imperial court do if it found out?
"This action is of great significance and needs a slogan."
Zhu Yixi was quite excited.
“It’s called Hanzhong that beats his mother——” Li Jizu said excitedly.
"It's better to call it moving to a new home!" Zhao Shu said softly: "Everyone who has left his hometown can find a new home in Hanzhong."
"It's too depressing. I want something easy to understand and festive."
Zhu Yixi shook his head and said with a smile: "Just call me, go to Hanzhong to celebrate the New Year!"
"Going to Hanzhong to celebrate the New Year——"
Upon hearing this slogan, Zhao Shu's eyes lit up and he showed a knowing smile.
Chen Yongfu narrowed his eyes and seemed to have thought of something. He pursed his thin lips and smiled like this.
The soldiers, shivering in the winter wind, lined up to get food and shouted: "Go to Hanzhong to celebrate the New Year."
Chinese New Year is a beautiful word, it is the most coveted day of the year, with good food and good clothes.
Shouting such slogans instantly aroused the soldiers' yearning, momentum and morale.
With such troops and horses, Zhu Yixi rushed towards Nanzheng with great interest.
Along the way, in order to avoid leaking the news, he would arrest everyone, especially merchants, of whom there were hundreds.
However, from the mouths of these merchants, he learned good news: Nanzheng did not know about Sun Chuanting's defeat and death.
Passing through passes and collecting troops along the way, Zhu Yixi felt quite happy as if she had passed three passes and killed six generals.
These soldiers and horses were really useless. Several hundred people simply surrendered.
When he came to Baocheng, he finally encountered decent resistance: "Who among you dare to enter the city without permission?"
"I am the Governor of the Three Borders, Minister of the Ministry of War, in charge of military affairs in Jiangxi, Huguang, Jiangnan and Jiangbei, and a guerrilla general under the command of Superintendent Sun Chuanting, Zhu Yixi!"
A horse stepped forward, and the eloquent commander raised his head and said:
"On the order of Governor Sun, I came to Hanzhong to suppress the bandits. Please open the door and let me wait for supplies."
"How many of you are there?" Chengtou finally came to his senses.
"It's just ten thousand people."
"You are not allowed to enter the city."
"I don't know what is good and what is evil."
Zhu Yixi snorted coldly and said: "Since its establishment, our army has never been skilled in attacking cities, so it's time to practice it."
So, without any further discussion, six thousand soldiers and horses began cutting down trees and preparing to build ladders to attack the city.
The small Baocheng is no more than two feet high and can be climbed over with a ladder.
"These Qiu Ba people are serious!" The officials and gentry at the top of the city were immediately dumbfounded.
If there were any casualties, the city might be massacred.
So, in less than a moment, the city gate was opened, and the magistrate of Baocheng was seen saying with a smile on his face: "I hope you can forgive me, but I really have no choice but to do this."
"I'm too lazy to tell you. Let the soldiers in the city go with me to suppress the bandits."
Zhu Yixi took Baocheng simply and neatly, just to pave the way for the rear. Money and food will be discussed later.
Baocheng is only sixty miles away from Nanzheng, so it can be said to be a barrier to the north.
At this time, the news of the army's march south could no longer be concealed.
"General, many of those merchants have left for business, and I'm afraid they might leak our news."
Li Jizu said seriously: "Should we arrest them all?"
"No need!" Zhu Yixi chuckled: "How did you know that among these people, there are no people from us?"
Li Jizu was at a loss.
"The general is imitating the tactics of establishing slaves. He sends out detailed soldiers among the merchants. If there is any disagreement, he will directly seize the door."
Zhao Shu put on a fur coat at this time and said with emotion.
"Haha, in the prefectures and counties of Liaodong, the slaves know more than the officers and soldiers. Especially when it comes to detailed business operations, they show their great power."
Zhu Yixi snorted coldly, her tone rather unhappy.
In the past, Liaoyang was the strongest city in Liaodong. During the battle, the gunpowder depot and horse supplies at the west gate were in flames, and the Manchus and Qing Dynasties fell into the city in one fell swoop.
Manqing is indeed professional.
In a sense, he is just imitating.
"Congratulations, general. Congratulations, general. Hanzhong is in your pocket. With this as the foundation, you can fight against the intruders."
Zhao Shu smiled bitterly and changed the topic.
"No rush!" Zhu Yixi shook his head and said thoughtfully: "Let's go to 190 and win Nanzheng!"
"As you command——"
Everyone agreed with a roar, and their morale was high.
Everything is carried out according to the predetermined strategy, and success is inevitable.
As the prefect of Hanzhong, Jiang Quan was naturally in a particularly privileged position compared to other places in Shaanxi.
In terms of population and taxation, Hanzhong is second only to Xi'an Prefecture. What's more important is that because of the Qinling Mountains, there is no drought here, and this time it is also a normal year.
"When did the spring flowers and autumn moon come? How much do you know about the past?"
Accompanied by the beautiful lady, his hands were rising and falling with ease, Jiang Quan was so happy.
"Master Prefect, something bad is going on."
Qin Deshou, the commander of the Hanzhong Guard, rushed in in a panic and said hurriedly: "A group of officers and soldiers are coming from Baocheng and are almost at Nanzheng."
"What?" Jiang Quan jumped up in a hurry, and the beautiful concubine in his arms fell directly to the ground.
"Oh, sir~"
Qin Deshou glanced at it, and saw the white steamed buns trembling, and his mouth went dry.
Mom, I have to buy an oiran next time, it's so tempting.
"Officers and soldiers? How many are there? Where do they come from?"
Jiang Quan asked one after another.
"The number of people can't be seen at a glance. They seem to be the Qin army of Governor Sun."
Qin Deshou struggled to shift his gaze.
"Qin Army?" Jiang Quan breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked in surprise: "What are they doing in Hanzhong? Aren't the intruders outside Tongguan?"
Just when the two were suspicious, the city gate was already surrounded by soldiers and horses.
Jiang Quan stood on the wall and said angrily: "You bastard, how dare you lay siege to the city and risk your life?"
"We were ordered to exterminate thieves, but we still hope to open the door."
"Shit, what a bunch of dogs!"
Jiang Quan said contemptuously: "I don't know what you are thinking? Get away quickly. Even if Supervisor Sun comes, it won't be easy."
How dare you be so presumptuous when you see nothing but the flag of a guerrilla general.
Qin Deshou also said with a proud face: "All the soldiers and horses under my command have entered the city. These few soldiers and horses can only come to die."
"If you want to open the city, I'll have to have a chamber pot in my head."
The two of them were full of confidence, but they really looked down upon the current army.
Hanzhong City is more than three feet high, has thousands of soldiers and horses, and no shortage of money and food. It has been renovated in the past few years, and it is impossible to be captured.
"Boom——"
At this time, the city gate suddenly opened wide, and the suspension bridge on the moat fell uncontrollably.
"How can it be?"
Jiang Quan and Qin Deshou had disbelief on their faces.