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Chapter 420: Revisiting Zhenjiang City(1/2)

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It has entered early winter, the weather is gradually getting colder, and the temperature difference between day and night has begun to become large.

When we were at sea, the intuitive feeling was not very obvious, but since we entered the riverside, in the morning, the river water on both sides of the riverside had begun to show signs of freezing.

However, the fleet on this trip was huge, with nearly 700 large and small warships. Li Yuanqing and his sons were well prepared and carried sufficient explosive bags and gunpowder. In addition, the Changsheng Camp had already accumulated rich experience in breaking ice. Li Yuanqing

I am not too worried. If the entire river freezes, the fleet will be frozen in it.

This is mainly due to the wide surface of the Yalu River and the large water flow. Even if the river surface freezes, it is far from an ordinary small inland river. It only happens overnight and always requires a process.

At this time, the densely packed sails were almost blocking out the sky. Even though the Yalu River was very wide and narrowed for more than a mile, the fleet of ships was still in it, making the entire river look very crowded.

For such a large fleet, Li Yuanqing had no intention of keeping secret. Since entering the river, countless Houjin sentinels on both sides of the river were like ants, closely monitoring the whereabouts of the fleet.

Enemy.

Li Yuanqing simply chose to ignore these post-Jin sentry detectives.

At this time, although the Changsheng Battalion had some cavalry capital, there was still a big gap between them and these Houjin sentry detectives who were skilled in bows and horses.

The main reason is that there are no tribal minions like Shu Luohuan to serve as cannon fodder, and the fleet's ship-based artillery has a too close range and does not have enough dominance. Even if the cavalry of the Changsheng Battalion can drive them away, the effect will not be too obvious.

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In the middle of the fleet, Li Yuanqing's boat was sailing against the wind.

On the deck, Li Yuanqing, Chen Zhong, and Zhang Pan stood on the bow of the ship, scanning the scenery on both sides.

When Zhenjiang broke out of the siege, Zhang Pan was the first to leave to meet Mao Wenlong, while Li Yuanqing and Chen Zhong escaped through Li Yuanqing's secret tunnel layout in advance.

At this time, four full years have passed since we said goodbye that year.

Although it has entered early winter, the remnants of summer and autumn have not completely dissipated. The trees on both sides of the bank are still green and green, and the land is flat and fertile. Standing on the boat, you can clearly see the traces of cultivation.

However, compared with those years ago, there are many fewer villages on both sides of the Taiwan Strait.

"Yuanqing, Lao Chen, Zhenjiang is a great place!" Zhang Pan sighed deeply and looked at the vast land on the west bank of the river.

Chen Zhong also said: "Yes! How can such a good land be obtained in vain for the Houjin Tatars? Yuan Qing, this time, we must try our best to get Zhenjiang back!"

Li Yuanqing nodded, but there was not much expression on Yingting's face.

Many things are easy to say, but how difficult is it to do them?

Because of its special geographical location, Zhenjiang was not as important to Hou Jin as Shenyang, Liaoyang and Laozhai.

The area connected by these three points is the core lifeblood of Houjin.

Otherwise, with Mao Wenlong's shrewdness, it would be impossible to set foot in Zhenjiang City again in his life.

At this time, although our own troops were strong, the main forces of Houjin were all around Zhenjiang. The hope of conquering Zhenjiang City again was far from as optimistic as Mao Wenlong imagined.

Especially at this time, it is early winter, and the cold winter is coming soon. It is the time when Hou Jin's cattle and horses are fattening up and storing energy to survive the cold winter. Once the war starts, Li Yuanqing can guess with his buttocks that Hou Jin will definitely

Launch a vicious counterattack.

Fortunately, Mao Wenlong had taken precautions and made adequate preparations in advance, moving the main battlefields to the eastern and northern fronts. Li Yuanqing only needed to contain and defend, which was what he and the Changsheng Battalion were best at.

"Brother Zhang, Brother Chen, ahead, Zhenjiang City is not far away." Li Yuanqing looked forward and said slowly and steadily.

As the fleet continued to move forward, in the distance, about seven or eight miles away, the faint outline of Zhenjiang City gradually appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Chen Zhong and Zhang Pan were also refreshed.

Zhang Pan clenched his fist tightly, gritted his teeth and looked in the direction of Zhenjiang City.

Chen Zhong laughed loudly, "Hahaha, Zhenjiang City, I'm back again!"

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On the fifth day of November in the fourth year of the Great Ming Dynasty, Li Yuanqing and Chen Zhong from Liaonan, in collaboration with Zhang Pan from Dongjiang, with a total of more than 20,000 people, successfully arrived in the eastern suburbs of Zhenjiang.

The fleet was anchored on the river five miles southeast of Zhenjiang City. They were densely packed together, like a connected monster that covered the sky and the sun.

The Houjin defenders in Zhenjiang City were facing a formidable enemy. The city gates were tightly closed, and all the buildings and facilities outside the city were completely destroyed. Under the howling north wind in early winter, the originally prosperous Zhenjiang City suddenly looked indescribably depressed.

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"Yuanqing, where should we camp?"

The sentinels from the third division have already begun to land ashore, surveying the terrain and driving away the late Jin sentinels.

Chen Zhong stood on the bow of the ship, scanning the surroundings coldly, and asked Li Yuanqing in a low voice.

It was noon at this time, the sun was very bright, the morning freeze on the shore had melted, and the ground frozen last night had begun to soften and became wet. When the soldiers stepped on it, it looked a bit muddy.

The west bank where the fleet is parked is a continuous open land. Walking a hundred or so steps to the riverside, you will find a dense forest. About three or four hundred steps to the north, there is an endless reed swamp.

This forest was exactly where Li Yuanqing and Chen Zhong took a break when they stormed Zhenjiang City.

Li Yuanqing smiled and said, "Brother, do you still have an impression of this forest?"

Strategically, despise the enemy, and tactically, attach importance to the enemy.

Having been with Li Yuanqing for so long, Chen Zhong is already familiar with this.

However, at first, he was too focused on surveying the terrain and preparing to set up camp. Chen Zhong really forgot about this. When he heard Li Yuanqing's reminder, he remembered it, couldn't help but slapped his forehead hard, and said with a smile: "

Yuan Qing, if you don’t tell me, I will forget it. This forest is our blessed land!"

"Blessed place? Yuan Qing, Lao Chen, what kind of blessed place?" Zhang Pan also came over at this time.

Li Yuanqing and Chen Zhong looked at each other and smiled, and Chen Zhong smiled and said: "Old Zhang, back then, Yuan Qing and I took a temporary rest in this woods, and then, in one go, we captured Zhenjiang City."

Zhang Pan was also extremely excited when he heard this, and said happily: "That's a good relationship! This time, we have to do the same thing again!"

A few people chatted and laughed, and the atmosphere gradually became more relaxed.

Li Yuanqing said slowly: "Brother Chen, Brother Zhang, the terrain on the east bank of Zhenjiang City is complicated. The camp we can choose is the woods here. What I mean is, let's camp here."

Chen Zhong thought for a moment and understood what Li Yuanqing meant. He couldn't help but smile, "That's a good feeling. These woods have saved us a lot of firewood."

It was already early winter. In addition to water and food, the most important thing to consider when setting up camp was firewood for heating.

After his trip to the North, Li Yuanqing felt this aspect especially clearly.

To a large extent, in this severe cold climate, firewood is even more important than water and food.

Zhang Pan is different from Zhang Pan. He is easier to get along with. Years of ups and downs have already smoothed his edges and worn away most of his spirit. In addition, he has almost no soldiers at this time, only two thousand soldiers.

To a large extent, they are vassals of Li Yuanqing and Chen Zhong.

Li Yuanqing and Chen Zhong had already set the tone, so how could he still refute? He smiled quickly and said: "Yuan Qing, Lao Chen, in that case, let's get started while it's still early."

Li Yuanqing smiled and nodded, his expression suddenly stern, "Come here, pass my military order, the fleet will dock and camp!"

"yes!"

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Houjin did not expect that as soon as the Ming army's fleet arrived, they would set out to set up camp ashore.

At this time, on the top of the south gate of Zhenjiang City, Du Du, the leader of the golden and white flag, was standing on the top of the city, surrounded by dozens of minions, carefully watching the movements of the Ming army not far away.

"Did you see clearly? Which Ming army is it?"

Seeing a sentinel coming from the south, Du Du quickly shouted towards the city.

"Sir, this is the bloody red eagle flag, it's Li Yuanqing's longevity camp." The sentinel didn't have time to dismount, and hurriedly shouted outside the city.

"What?"

Du Du raised his eyebrows, and the expression on his face couldn't help but become ferocious, "Li Yuanqing, Li Yuanqing! You fucking bastard! If you don't stay in Liaonan, why are you here to join in the fun?"

At this time, facing Mao Wenlong's winter offensive, Houjin had already prepared a response. The main forces of the Five Banners among the Eight Banners were scattered around Zhenjiang.

In particular, the main force of Huang Taiji's Jeongbaek Banner was resting in Yiju City.

He had already predicted that Mao Wenlong's "dog cannot change his eating of shit" and would definitely have to start from Yizhou and Kuandian, so he went to Yizhou in advance to prepare.

But at this time, Li Yuanqing's appearance instantly disrupted Huang Taiji's deployment.

"Sir, Li Yuanqing has a strong army and horses. Judging from its size, he is afraid that there will be no less than 20,000 people. We must be on guard!" A slave hurriedly said to Du Du carefully.

Having learned the lesson in the North, these powerful men with white flags could not help but feel chills in their bones when they faced Li Yuanqing again.

"I'm so scared of him! Is it possible that Li Yuanqing can still get wings and fly into the city?" Du Du couldn't help but roar loudly.

The two consecutive battles in the North Ice City were simply the greatest shame in his life.

But the most hateful thing is that his biggest enemy is already right under his nose and is even showing off his power, but he has no way to do anything about it.

"Yes Yes!"

How could the surrounding slaves still not understand Du Du's temperament? They nodded in agreement without even daring to breathe.

But after all, Du Du is also the blood of Lao Nu. Although his father is not very good, this guy has experienced many battles. When he calmed down, he also regained his sanity.

"Although Li Yuanqing has a lot of people this time, it doesn't look like he is going to attack the city immediately. How can I make him feel so comfortable? Humph! Want to set up camp under your nose? Come here.
To be continued...
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