Linqing City is already in full swing.

As the highest military commander in the local area, the city guard Fuxiang was standing on the top of the city with the current Linqing magistrate Yu Tianshi, looking at the Zhao army cavalry outside the city.

They were very self-aware and gave up the outer Tucheng and concentrated all their strength to retreat into Linqingxin City.

"It seems that there are only such horse teams?"

Fuxiang was extremely excited. The troops in Jinmen Town had already passed Wucheng, with a total of 3,000 troops. They were about to arrive in Linqing, but the Zhao army only arrived at hundreds of cavalry. This was simply a glimmer of hope for him in a desperate situation.

Yu Tianshi was also equally excited.

There were only five hundred and eight banners in Linqing City, and even if all the bannermen and rest were gathered, there were only seven or eight hundred people, and the quality was very worrying.

The Green Camp was transferred to Shandong again. He only had 100 yamen runners and 2300 kudings in Linqing. How could such a little power be maintained?

Fortunately, Tianjin Town came quickly.

How can three thousand soldiers and horses not fight hundreds of cavalry? Moreover, they are not dead, so they will naturally reach out at critical moments.

However, unlike the excited expressions of the two chief officials, the Eight Banners soldiers on the top of the city and the Kuding in the granary were all very nervous.

Countless merchants and residents in Linqing Tucheng also fled.

They still remember the pain caused to Lin Qingqing by the last Qingshui Cult rebellion. How dare they stay in Tucheng this time?

If they encounter the tragic incident of "fighting and burning", they will not be blessed to endure it.

Fortunately, Zhao's army did not stop them from escaping.

At this time, Yang Lei also looked at Lin Qing with emotion.

When he followed Wang Lun to fight here, he was so energetic. But who could have expected that they would even take down the strong Linqing City, but were blocked by Wan Chaoxing and Yin Jitu, which ruined the road to the north and the prospects of the Qingshui Sect.

Turning east from here, it is just a chronic death.

Yang Lei has gained more knowledge over the years and has gained a new understanding of what happened before.

Perhaps from the moment the army left Linqing and turned east, his adoptive father was already dead.

"Damn it, it's still one step late!"

Someone cursed behind Yang Lei.

"Let's go north."

Yang Lei didn't care about it. He was a cavalry and was not good at attacking the city. The purpose of Zhao Liang sent him here was to have a date or a date. It would be better if he could take advantage of the Qing army's unpreparedness to grab the city. But if he couldn't grab it, he would move to the north of the city and cut off the Qing army's passage to aid.

There were only so many Qing troops in Linqing City. When the main force arrived later, the Eight Banners soldiers inside were vulnerable.

The troops from Tianjin Town were rushing towards Linqing, and then they received news at the Ferry Post Office that a team of Zhao troops had arrived in the north of Linqing City.

The deputy general Ding Rui, who led the troops, immediately summoned his officers to discuss.

These people were timid or brave, and were not stupid. After hearing the news, they immediately suggested that Ding Rui send troops quickly, otherwise it would be difficult for them to enter Linqing City when the Zhao army's follow-up troops arrived.

If they really lost Linqing City and lost so much food, would they still have it?

The sound of gunfire in the north city of Linqing brick city resounded through the sky.

The captain Zhao Wu glanced at the Knight School who was holding his waist and shouting in the sound of gunfire, and cursed in his heart: "A waste of medicine powder!"

The Zhao army outside didn't really want to approach the city. These Manchu men jumped up like tigers after being stabbed, and shot muskets and cannons out of the city, without wasting anything but wasting.

After throwing this sentence, Zhao Wu continued to go back to sleep.

Since receiving an urgent report yesterday, he has been busy until this morning after the Daming Mansion was finished.

Hundreds of yamen runners and two or three hundred kuding kept bringing medicinal powder, lead bullets, cannonballs, etc. from the warehouse to the city. Zhao Wu was so sleepy, but what made them disgusting was that during dinner this morning, the people who worked were far less than those of the Eight Banners who were standing by and watching.

He never thought so, who could surpass those Eight Banners Masters? But everyone can eat the same food? They have been working hard for a day and a night. But there isn't!

The Eight Banners men were full of oil, but they only had vegetables and tofu. Well, rice was full and full.

"Bah!" Zhao Wu became angry when he thought of it.

Then the problem arose again - someone actually exchanged the silver given to them for food, or exchanged it according to the market price.

Zhao Wu cursed out loud on the spot.

If such a thing goes elsewhere, it would be a great thing, but would Linqing lack food? What they lack is silver.

Then at noon, there was no food.

Because the Eight Banners men had two meals a day, they also had two meals a day. They also said that if they were unwilling, they would give the vegetables and the group brave enough to buy vegetables on their own. The money they gave was still at the market price, but it was the market price two days ago.

Isn't this nonsense?

They just don’t go to the city to wander, and they know that the prices of vegetables in Linqing brick city will inevitably soar, and pigs, sheep, chickens and ducks will rise to the sky. Perhaps the prices of grain can remain stable, because everyone knows that there is no shortage of food in the city.

Zhao Wu felt that if Linqing City could really be defended, there would be ghosts.

Look at these people, who doesn’t get angry?

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Lin Wangjia Bridge ten miles away from the north of Qing Dynasty.

To Yang Lei's expectations, he actually had an additional reinforcement army under his command.

This was a team of about two or three hundred people, and reported to him with a banner of yellow silk Chinese characters.

It turned out that they were a group of men organized by Liang Xingzhou in a hurry.

The orders conveyed by the Emperor Han to Liang Xingzhou were once again delivered to him, asking him to do his best to help the Zhao army coming from the east to capture Linqing, and appoint him as the general manager of Shandong East - roughly speaking, he and Peng Gongchang were of the same level.

The letter also gave a brief explanation about the matter between the Emperor Han and the Zhao family - saying that when everything stabilized, he and Zhao Liang would understand everything after they met in person.

Liang Xingzhou must obey the order, so he first gave his confidant He Dakui the title of leader, and asked him to summon a group of people to move towards Linqing.

He Dakui was not vague and took the two or three hundred people he had been put together to set off.

Of course, along the way, the militias were under the banner of reinforcement to Linqing.

There were not many of the two or three hundred people who had cold weapons, but the quality of their firearms was too uneven. There were Zhao Jun-style firearms produced in the valley, local handmade earth guns, and Qing army bird guns.

"Brothers, let me know! Which one of them hits the Qing soldiers first, whether they are killed or injured, they will be rewarded with ten yuan in silver dollars. I have ten thousand yuan approved by my elder brother. It depends on whether you have the ability to get it!"

When everyone saw the Qing army appear, they knew that the battle was about to begin.

Yang Lei was naturally calm, and some people here were panicked and nervous, but He Dakui reacted quickly and immediately took out the move "There must be a brave man under the heavy reward", which was indeed effective.

"Oh!" The Lu Dong soldiers, who were already a little nervous, immediately burst into joy. I wonder how many people looked at the Qing soldiers in front of them with red eyes. Is that still the Qing soldiers? No, it was white silver dollars.
Chapter completed!