"Haha... I guess this is the Governor of Lin Zhenjiang, right? Huang Degong is polite here!"

Accompanied by a hearty laugh, Huang Degong surrounded Wei Guangdong, Xu Gongji and others to the camp gate to welcome the famous young governor.

Lin Yu looked up and down at the fastest speed. He saw that he was about 40 years old, with a face of Chinese characters, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a burly figure, full-framed clothes, walking like the wind, and you could tell at a glance that he was a martial artist who was diligent in practicing martial arts.

Huang Degong also looked at Lin Yu up and down. He was seventeen or eighteen years old, slightly shorter than himself. Although his appearance was not as good as Yushu, he was also Zhou Zheng. If he was placed in the crowd, he was inconspicuous.

Who would have thought that this was a stolen figure who defeated Jiannu in Yangzhou, killed nearly 10,000 enemies, and rose from a deputy garrison to a governor in just a few days?

"I have long admired the name of the Marquis of Jingnan. Lin Zhenjiang returned the gift here!"

Lin Yu held his fists and returned the favor, calm and composed, without Fang Guoan at all. Zheng Hongkui's restraint when he saw a big man was completely a communication between the same level.

In fact, this is true. You, Huang Degong, is the first-rank marquis of Jingnan, and it is true that Zuozhuguo is the new governor of Fengyang, the general officer of the Jianghuai army, and wearing the Shangfang sword to command troops to assist Fengyang, is no less than you.

In terms of military strength, you have 100,000 Huang Degong, and you have 80,000 people in my forest. There are also iron-clad vehicles, trucks and various guns that surpass the ages. In terms of strength, you are not inferior to you.

"Governor Lin is young and promising, and he is actually a rising star. You and I will meet for the first time, and I will stop drunk!"

Huang Degong and Lin Yu were standing side by side, Wei Guangdong, Xu Gongji and others came to the tent to sit down according to their positions, and sent someone to attract Fang Guoan and Zheng Hongkui to raise their glasses to drink together.

After drinking a glass of wine, Huang Degong asked: "I am very supportive of the strategy of governor Lin to unite the enemy and drive away the enemy. I wonder what the result is when you go to Hubei to contact Li Zicheng?"

"Is it necessary to say that Li Zicheng is now at the end of his strength, and being chased by the Tartars is like a rat crossing the street. Li Zicheng is afraid he wants to thank God!" Wei Guangdong said after taking a sip of the wine in the glass.

Zhu Youliang turned the wine glass in his hand hatefully: "It's such a cheap guy, Li Zaoer, is a dog thief. He forced Emperor Sizong to death, and then robbed Beijing City. He also had an emperor's affair, but in the end he was safe. It's such a cheap guy!"

Lin Yu sent 800 miles to report the news that Li Zicheng died in Jiugong Mountain to Nanjing. In order to provoke the relationship between Lin Yu and Shi Kefa, Ma Shiying sent someone to copy a copy of the meaning of asking Shi Kefa.

Apart from these people, not many people know about Li Zicheng's death, and Huang Degong, Wei Guangdong and others were even more unaware of it.

Lin Yu put down his chopsticks and smiled knowingly, because he knew that this news would shock everyone present.

"Li Zicheng is dead."

"Is Li Zicheng dead?"

"No, when did it happen?"

"Although Li Zicheng was defeated repeatedly, he still had at least tens of thousands of troops under his command. It would not be easy for the Tartars to kill him, right?"

As expected, as Lin Yu expected, as soon as he finished speaking, the handsome tent was in an uproar and almost exploded.

In the eyes of these Ming Dynasty officers, they had some subconscious fear of Li Zicheng, which was due to the conditioned reflex formed by long-term defeat under the Dashun Army.

Although the Dashun Army was vulnerable to the Qing army and was chased like a dog, they could bully the Ming army, defeat the Ming court's army, and even captured Beijing, forcing Emperor Chongzhen to hang up.

Lin Yu briefly explained the cause of Li Zicheng's death, telling everyone that Li Zicheng took Eighteen horses to Jiugong Mountain to explore the way, but died under the hoe of the villagers of Chengjiazhuang.

“…”

After Lin Yu finished speaking, he was speechless.

Some people want to laugh, some people want to cry, and some people don’t know whether to cry or laugh?

No one expected that, in his dream, this turbulent hero who ruined the Ming Dynasty would end his grand life with such a funny ending.

The red cannons in the Qing Dynasty did not blow him to death, but the Ming Dynasty's muskets and bows failed to kill him, but in the end they died under a hoe of a villager who didn't even know his name. It's ridiculous to say.

After a sigh, Huang Degong raised his glass to toast Lin Yu, "After Li Zicheng died, where have his troops gone? Have you entered Sichuan and joined Zhang Xianzhong, or are you planning to accept the court's envoy?"

Lin Yu raised his glass and drank it all: "I have been invited to rest assurance. From now on, I will be under my command, with a total of 150,000 people!"

Anyway, you don’t have to pay taxes to brag. Zuo Liangyu can brag about 800,000 people, and it’s not harmful to brag about a calf by himself.

As soon as Lin Yu finished speaking, everyone present changed their expressions. No one expected that this young man would recruit 150,000 people after going to Hubei and transformed into the strongest warlord of the Southern Ming court.

"Your Majesty allowed me to open a government office to govern the affairs, reform the military system, and recruit soldiers, so I took over the direct troops of Li Zicheng."

Lin Yu smiled slightly, stood up and pointed to the map behind him to analyze the situation in Hunan: "The Tartars are about to cross the river to attack Hunan. Governor Yuan Jixian and Governor He Tengjiao escaped from Zuo Menggeng by chance and rushed to Changsha to raise troops.

In order to relieve the pressure on Changsha, our governor ordered the surrendered generals Li Guo, Gao Yigong and others to go to Jiugong Mountain to fight guerrillas and harasse the Qing army's defense, making it impossible for them to attack Changsha with all their strength.

As long as the Tartars cannot take Hunan, they cannot attack Nanjing along the Yangtze River. We have no worries. We can concentrate our efforts to fight Duoduo to defeat his sharp edge and resolve the siege of Fengyang."

At this moment, a thousand households guarding the camp hurriedly reported: "No, General Liu Zhaoji came from Yangzhou with more than a thousand defeated soldiers and urgently asked for Governor Lin and Marquis Jingnan."

"Take General Liu to the tent!"

Lin Yu immediately felt an ominous premonition. Liu Zhaoji suddenly led the remaining soldiers to Fengyang in the middle of the night. He should not be here to support him. The few soldiers and horses in Yangzhou City are not enough to be stuck in the gap!

Could it be that Yangzhou was captured by the Qing army?

If this is true, Shi Kefa, Hou Fangyu and others will not care about their lives, but their wife Jiang Ruhua, her sister Lin Yang, two sisters-in-law, nephew, and niece are all in Yangzhou City. If the Qing army breaks the city, they will probably take revenge on their relatives crazily.

Thinking of this, Lin Yu's brain was confused and his throat was a little dry.

If I had known this, why would I have to let Di Long, Hu Bao and the others traveled thousands of miles to Jinan to pick them up to Yangzhou. It’s really better than God’s plan!
Chapter completed!