City-State Era, A Hundred Times Faster

1645 AD.

June.

Jiangnan.

The rainy season has just begun.

The sound of continuous raindrops hitting the bluestone slab.

In the ears of these gentlemen in Jiangnan.

It is like the last elegy of the Ming Dynasty.

In April, Yangzhou was massacred.

Meanwhile, in the north, Li Zicheng defeated Jiugong Mountain and killed himself.

In May, Jinling City fell.

Then Anhui and Jiangsu fell into the hands of Houjin.

In Jiangyin City, the official residence.

Former official Yan Yingyuan sat under the steps.

He stared blankly at the raindrops outside the door.

"Da Ming is dead!"

"The long-lasting Huaxia also died?"

"What should I do.

"Go to Shaoxing and find King Lu, who oversees the country?"

"Hehe, it's just a puppet of a pirate surnamed Zheng.

"It's Zheng Zhilong who controls the government."

"In the turbulent times, there are soldiers who are kings, and the King of Lu is nothing more than holding the emperor to command the princes.

"On this broken half of the country, they are still fighting for each other.

"Go to Fuzhou to find King Tang?"

"Right now, I'm still fighting King Lu for this broken throne."

"I think of the original emperor Zhu Yuanzhang, "Seven One Zero" entered the end of the Yuan Dynasty as a beggar to fight for the dragon."

"Defeat Chen Youliang, defeat Zhang Shicheng, unify the south of the Yangtze River, send troops to expedition to the north, and secure the country.

"The division of the kings, the original intention is that in times of crisis, the kings can protect the country together."

"I never thought that the first battle of Jingnan, my uncle took the throne of my nephew."

"Hundreds of years have passed, and now it is the moment when the country is destroyed and the family is destroyed, and these kings have become the puppets of the generals.

"What do all the kings say to protect the Zhu family's country?

Yan Yingyuan thought it was ridiculous, raised his head and sighed.

"That's all.

"In this bright future, where is my Yan Yingyuan's shelter!

"Boom" a raindrop hit his face.

The slight coolness made him a little awake.

"Forget it, now that the Ming Dynasty is dead, I, the official, have come to an end.

"Let's go into seclusion, and it doesn't matter what kind of country he is, it's still the country of the new dynasty."

"Go into the mountains to be a hermit, after this remaining life, put all your ambitions on Mingyue, and write a few more sour poems for future generations.""

Yan Yingyuan showed a wry smile, stood up slowly, and lifted the luggage prepared beside him.

I am about to leave Jiangyin and find a barren mountain to die alone.

Suddenly, a burst of eager footsteps sounded outside the door.

The footsteps were very heavy, stepping on the bluestone slab, making a popping sound.

Sounds like official boots.

"Squeak." The door opened.

Yan Yingyuan raised his misty eyes to look.

The person who came was his successor, Chen Mingyu.

He was also Daming's last official in Jiangyin.

Oh, it should be the official of Tartar now.

He is a somewhat warm-blooded young man, but it is a time for a change of dynasty.

It's just what he's coming to do with me now.

Chen Mingyu may be in a hurry.

Nearly fell on the threshold.

Maybe it's raining too much.

Although he was holding an umbrella.

But the drifting heavy rain soaked him all over, and even the bun on his head was scattered and fell down in front of his face.

Chen Mingyu seemed to be in a hurry, he didn't care about his embarrassment, and he caught up in three or two steps.

Yan Yingyuan asked strangely.

"Brother Chen, why are you so anxious.

"Didn't you meet the magistrate Fang Heng in the county office today?

Chen Mingyu didn't answer and walked to the central hall.

With a "thump", he knelt down in front of Yan Yingyuan.

"Yan Gong!

"Please save the 100,000 people of Jiangyin!"

Yan Yingyuan looked kneeling in front of him.

Throwing on the ground, Chen Mingyu knocked his head three times in succession.

He was a little unclear.

"Brother Chen, why is this?"

"Today is not the time for a new dynasty, why did you say that?"

Chen Mingyu smiled miserably.

"New Dynasty?"

"The tartar goes well too!"

"I am from China, with a thousand-year heritage, a group of wild boar skins from Tunguska, and they are also worthy to lead us, the people of China?

"Yan Gong, please look!

Chen Mingyu said and took out a notice from his arms.

The handwriting on the notice was blurred in some places because it was soaked by the heavy rain.

But the general meaning can still be read.

Especially at the beginning, ten characters.

"Keep your head but not your hair, keep your hair but not your head."

When Yan Yingyuan saw this, a surge of qi and blood rushed to his brain.

Then read it down, read only half of it, and then cut off.

The clerk who copied the notice wrote at the end.

"Better to die!" Three big characters.

Chen Mingyu said in a trembling voice.

"Yan Gong!

"The latter Golden Tartars did not come to change the dynasty, but to destroy my Chinese civilization!"

"Explore my Yanhuang cultural lineage!"

"Destroy my clan, remove my vulgarity.

"The wolf's ambition to destroy my civilization is so obvious!

"Yan Gong!

"I am here today, not for myself.

"It's for these 100,000 Jiangyin people.

"For my thousand-year-old inheritance in China.

"I hope that Duke Yan will come out and lead the people of Jiangyin to resist the tyranny of this Tunguska boar skin!"

"Save my Chinese civilization from fire and water!"

Chen Mingyu was full of indignation and said here.

"Bang bang bang."

Three more hits on the ground.

"Although I know the situation is over, the mayflies are still shaking the trees. 55

"Do not seek success, but seek the indestructibility of China!

"My 100,000 people in Jiangyin, I would like to protect my thousand-year inheritance in China with warm blood in my chest!

Speaking of this, Chen Mingyu was already crying.

Yan Yingyuan in front of him.

The hand holding the shaving order issued by Dorgon, the king regent on the back of the neck, trembled slightly.

After a long time.

Yan Yingyuan roared angrily: "Tatar, bully me too much!!!"

"Brother Chen!

"Today, I, Yan Yingyuan, won't leave, I swear to fight the Tartars to the end!

After Chen Mingyu heard Yan Yingyuan's words.

He hurriedly got up from the ground, regardless of the muddy official robe.

Run out the door.

He shouted loudly: "Yan Gong, I promise, folks!

"It's up!""

"Rebel!!!

"Boom", a huge cheer erupted from outside the door.

In just a short while, the entire Jiangyin city.

Everywhere.

"Rebel!" roared.

in the county office.

Fang Heng, the county magistrate sent by the Tartars, was bound by Wu Hua and imprisoned in the yamen.

There was evil in his eyes.

He kept scolding himself: "Untouchables, dog slaves!

"I am the magistrate of the Qing Dynasty, your master, and your parental official!

"How dare you disrespect me."

"I have already reported the situation here to the prefect of Changzhou."

"Wait! 35

"Wait until Jin Dajun arrives!""

"You pariahs are going to die!""

"Just like the untouchables in Yangzhou!

"Kill, kill, kill, kill you all! 99

Upholding Fang Heng who was cursing endlessly.

Suddenly I heard the sound of ups and downs coming from outside the county office.

He listened intently.

All of them are "rebellious!"

Fang Heng's face suddenly turned into a pig's liver color.

At this time, outside the door, cluttered footsteps sounded.

A man eight feet tall, wearing the official uniform of Ming Dynasty officials, surrounded by a group of citizens armed with swords and guns.

walked in.

Fang Heng saw Chen Mingyu, the official who was standing beside him.

He was about to open his mouth to say something.

I saw the man in the official uniform point his finger.

Citizens with guns and sticks swarmed up behind them.

Then Fang Heng heard it.

"Pull to the city gate and behead the sacrificial flag!"

Outside Jiangyin City, 80 kilometers.

A cottage called Jigong Mountain.

The bandit leader knelt on the ground with one ear and shivered.

He swore that he had never encountered such a strange thing in his life.

He clearly wanted to go down the mountain and go to the village at the foot of the mountain to grab some food.

As a result, when they reached the entrance of the village, they were surrounded by people just now.

He didn't even say the word robbery.

In this village, tens of thousands of troops suddenly appeared.

He has lived his whole life and can't figure it out.

Why can there be tens of thousands of troops in a village?

So far, they have been caught.

Kneel before the great king of this army.

One ear was still thinking about the question.

At this moment, a guard hurried in outside the door.

"Report Lord City Lord, it has been found out that this group of bandits often robs and kills innocent people indiscriminately.

"Oh, really!

"In this troubled world, instead of fighting against the Tartars, instead, they oppressed their own people.

"Behead!""

"As ordered.""

One ear asked for forgiveness, but the words were not spoken.

The bright sword fell.

One ear's head was kicked away.

"How about, find out what's going on in Jiangyin City? 35

This is Xu Fei, who brought the team to the secret realm.

The foothold is the village, and then when I encounter robbers, I change to this cottage.

What he asked out loud was Zhang Ren next to him.

This time he served as the vanguard of the reconnaissance of the enemy.

Zhang Yiyi cupped his hands and said quickly: "Lord City Lord, I have already checked it out."

"Jiangyin City has been closed for the whole process, and the county magistrate Fang Heng has also been beheaded.""

"Just now, 300 yamen soldiers dispatched by the Changzhou county magistrate were killed.

"Now the flag of Daming has been erected at the top of the city."

"On the Houjin side, Liu Liangzuo, a descended general of the Ming Dynasty, led an army of 100,000 to besiege the city!

Xu Fei stretched out his hand and took a handful of water droplets from the eaves.

"Inform General Han, let Liu Liangzuo go, and concentrate on fighting the Houjin Eight Banners behind.

"As ordered!"