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Wang Yilin walked along the moonlight and walked into a path with a stinky smell.

Sitting along the road, the ragged soldiers only glanced at Wang Yilin, without saying goodbye, and were too lazy to even say hello.

Wang Yilin walked straight forward, and a middle-aged man suddenly came out of nowhere. He looked at Wang Yilin with a look of hope and asked nervously: "Mr. Wang, how about... Is the prince willing to host my troops?"

Under the reflection of the fire, his ragged military uniforms were vaguely recognized as the official uniforms of hundreds of households.

However, although it was a time of war, it was at the foot of the emperor. It was enough to be sad that a hundred households fell to this point.

The court was "kind". Although it did not reward and subsidize these surviving defeated soldiers, it did not punish them for escaping.

Just let them die.

God's will is unpredictable. Half a month ago, they were still soldiers of the imperial navy. Now, half a month later, they have become worse than beggars.

Wang Yilin was silent and shook his head slightly.

The hundred households sighed disappointed, and their eyes were already full of spirit, gradually getting darker, "Thinkingly, my division was originally a naval commander of the court, and even the court refused to accept it, let alone the prince who was far away in Hangzhou... But Lord Wang, the prince is also a general. Speaking of which, our division is also under his command. Moreover, the prince formed a new naval commander, which was also the general at first... Alas, it was useless to say these. Our division had long lost food supplies. If there were no adults to supplement the money, I would probably not be able to survive it. But how many days could the adults provide for support? Where are these thousands of people?!"

Many soldiers next to them listened to the words of the hundreds of households and slowly approached. There was no trace of spirit in their empty eyes. If Wu Zheng saw this scene, his first reaction would be to plants vs. zombies.

Wang Yilin shook his head and said, "It's not that the prince doesn't agree, it's that I didn't mention this matter at all."

The hundred households said in surprise: "Why is this silly? Every Lihaiwei under the prince's command saves stuttering, so that our army can survive... No, since the adults are embarrassed to speak, I will go and ask the prince."

"What are you asking for?" Wang Yilin said angrily, "How did my uncle die? You have forgotten... Wu Zheng was chased by the emperor, but he still wanted to support Zhu and asked me to take you around Dinghuai Gate to attack Dasheng Pass, but I didn't agree. I would rather starve to death than serve Zhu... I have money, and uncle has left me some money. I will get some food tomorrow... I will never starve you to death."

A hint of joy flashed in the eyes of the hundred households, but he did not show it. He just looked at Wang Yilin calmly, "Even if the lord is rich, I am afraid that I will not be able to feed these thousands of mouths... Just now, the prince is interested in using our troops to attack the wings of Dasheng Pass?"

Wang Yilin was stunned when asked. He suddenly raised his hand and slapped Baihu loudly, "Wang Liang, you are the one who is my uncle. Do you want your brothers to work for the Zhu family for a bite? Do you know that the brothers have few soldiers and armor, so how many people will die? Even if the battle wins, it will be a fight for Zhu family... I am unwilling to give up!"

Wang Liang tore open his ragged official uniform with a "crack", revealing his scarred chest, and then slowly knelt in front of Wang Yilin, and raised his head and said, "Sir, as long as you give orders, even if you immediately raise your troops to attack the imperial city, lead by example, and crush them to pieces, I, Wang Liang, don't have any ambiguity, but I, Wang Liang, have to let my brothers eat their stomachs first. You said you can't rob the people. I, Wang Liang, have restrained my brothers these days, but have you robbed the people of a grain? Sir... I have to survive first. Please, sir, take my brothers to attack Dasheng Pass!"

When Wang Liang said this, he bent down and kowtowed to Wang Yilin.

Wang Yilin raised his foot and kicked him angrily, but countless soldiers around him knelt down around Wang Yilin. They didn't speak, but just kept kowtowing like Wang Liang.

Wang Yilin couldn't kick it anymore. He looked at the dark figures in shock. Looking at the ragged clothes on their bodies, Wang Yilin burst into tears.

He choked and said, "Do you know that this is a death sentence? Wu Zheng has never regarded you as his own person. He knows your existence, but never mentioned that he will supply you. At this time, he just needs a partial army to restrain the Qing army. You should know that even the Jingwei and Jianyangwei cannot do anything to the Qing army. You are just a ignorant defeated soldier, not even a decent knife... Even the beggars on Chang'an Street are more glamorous than you... Can you still kill the enemy? Are you going to die of death? Then it would be better to starve to death here, after all, it is a chasing grave, and you can leave a whole body."

A crisp sound of unsheathing sound was heard. Wang Liang, who had been kowtowing, had already held the knife in his hand at some point. He held the sword in both hands and presented it to Wang Yilin, saying, "Sir, the knife is still there!"

A series of "clang" sounds, "Sir, the knife is here!"

The tears in Wang Yilin's eyes finally fell, and he raised his head and shouted, "Uncle, did you hear it? The sword of your navy... is still there!"

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Zhu Ma was so tired.

From last night to this day, what she has experienced is undoubtedly the most impermanent moment in her life.

Looking at the quarrels between countless important officials in the court and spitting around, Zhu Mai had the urge to give up.

She would rather go back to the moment on the official road of Jiaxing Mansion more than four years ago.

However, she understood that this was impossible, and that the lost things could never come back.

But she was indeed worried that Wu Zheng would take the opportunity to seize the throne, and in this way, there would be nothing else in the Zhu family in the Yixing Dynasty.

My brother's life and death are unknown. She has a strong sense of mission and wants to support this foundation until his brother comes back safely and returns it to him.

She had no choice but to accept it because only in this way, Yixing Dynasty was still Zhu Ming's Yixing Dynasty.

But at the moment of decision, her heart still hurt.

Because Zhu Mai knew that from now on, he would become an enemy with Wu.

Even if you are reluctant and do not admit it, this is the truth.

It’s not that Zhu Mai didn’t trust Wu Zheng, but that the two represented two camps and had no room for maneuver.

Zhu Mai suddenly understood that Wu Zheng had too much influence, so great that others were not there, and nothing in Fengtian Palace could not be separated from him.

In fact, Huang Daozhou and Qian Sule were both wrong. The decision to enthrone Wu Zheng as King of Wu was not Zhu Mei's arrogance or mixed with the affection of children. On the contrary, Zhu Mei's talent in Zhengzhi was far superior to his elder brother.

My brother is unclear about his life and death, and he hastily succeeded to the throne. There are strong enemies in the north and the chaos in the capital has not yet been curbed. It can be said that he is internal and external troubles.

If Wu Zheng is not appeased, then his ascension to the throne may be the death knell of the Yixing Dynasty.
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