In Fuzhou City, Chen Bao had lost his original passion and mingled in the city every day to play guns and sticks with the soldiers.

On the open space under the city tower, soldiers who had been renovated and dressed were surrounded, watching Chen Bao inside waving a water and fire stick. The point where the stick pointed, a smear of dust was raised, and the wind was rising.

The soldiers applauded and clapped their hands hard, not to flatter Shangguan, but this kind of kung fu was really good.

Chen Bao took the stick and listened to the praise around him, which was quite helpful. But then threw the stick and said angrily: "I huddled in the city all day long. Seeing those beggars cutting trees and building sheds, this is not a war, it's simply angering. It's said that Hou Xuanyan from Jiading is an amazing hero. Humph, why did he become an unplanned girl when he arrived in Fuzhou? He didn't dare to siege the city for so long, but he knew that he was cutting trees outside to play?"

A recent soldier said intriguedly: "Hehe, this guy hasn't met us long ago, otherwise how could he have such a big name? It seems that the Qing Dynasty was so mysterious. It seems that the Han people in the north are too weak. If we attack Fujian, maybe we have counterattacked outside Shanhaiguan, and then it will be his turn to show off his might."

Although Chen Bao was confident, he was not yet conceited. He snorted coldly when he heard this: "Duoduo, Hong Chengchou, Li Lutai, and Wu Sangui are all heroes for a while, so why are they defeated one by one in his hands?"

Just as they were yelling, the city wall suddenly screamed. Chen Bao's eyes lit up and picked up the weapons and shouted: "Is it that they are finally willing to attack the city?" After that, he took his men to climb up the city tower.

The scene below the city tower made Chen Bao's mood fall to the bottom of the valley in an instant. The suburbs of the city were already covered with enemy reinforcements, and there was no end at first glance. Shi Lang was also on the city tower, and the sadness in his eyes became even more serious. The enemy reinforcements appeared here, which meant that the prince was defeated.

Except for his own 20,000 troops, all the rest of the troops in Fujian are in the hands of the prince. If they are defeated, what will they do to defend Fuzhou?

Even if Zheng Zhilong fought in Guangdong and Guangxi, once his nest was lost, he would be instantly knocked back to his original form. Fuzhou is where he settled. Various firearm factories, shipyards, and ports are all in Fujian. Once he lost this nest that had been operating for decades, he would use it to support more than 100,000 soldiers in Guangdong and Guangxi. Thinking of this, even Shi Lang, who has always been calm, became a little anxious.

Fortunately, the Northern Expedition Army under the city still did not attack the city. In the past, 60,000 Zhejiang soldiers cut down trees and built sheds, but now it has become 160,000. The outskirts of Fuzhou have been cut off barely, but the people in the city have no beginning to calmness.

Chen Bao stepped forward to find Shi Lang, clasped his fists and asked, "Sir, what should we do now?"

"Wait, Duke Ping must give up Guangdong and Guangxi, he will come back." Shi Lang seemed to be cheering himself up. He didn't know if he could wait until Zheng Zhilong returned to Fujian. You must know that in Guangdong and Guangxi, there were 130,000 Hunan soldiers who could fight and were used to fighting, and they bit Zheng Zhilong tightly. But Shi Lang could only say this, at least he could give his subordinates a little confidence. When Zheng Zhilong insisted on going to Guangdong and Guangxi and mixed with the muddy waters, Shi Lang opposed it. In his opinion, since he was interested in breaking up with the court, it would be better to negotiate with the Qing Dynasty directly, and take advantage of the fact that the Qing Dynasty and the Northern Expedition Army were fighting in Xiangyang, Sichuan and Shu, and directly gave Hou Xuan a knife from behind.

However, Zheng Zhilong did not have this courage, so he chose to wait for the new emperor to come out. In Shi Lang's opinion, this was extremely stupid. It was a baby emperor in the backyard of a deep palace. Whether it was a man or a woman, it was decided by others. The Zheng family was born as a pirate and always wanted to wait and see when encountering things, waiting for others to come to the back and get the bargain. Little did he know that it was not a fight between pirates, but a competition for the world. How could this kind of energy win?

Chen Bao and others were excited when they heard Zheng Zhilong's name, especially when they heard that he might come back to save him, they even regained some confidence.

In the camp under the city, Hou Xuanyan finally looked forward to his own army, and everyone in Zhejiang was happy. The camp seemed to celebrate the New Year in advance, with laughter and joy everywhere. It seemed that before the siege battle was fought, they were sure that they could win.

In the central army's tent, Sun Jiaji said happily: "The Duke of the State is really a god. No wonder he wants to take us to celebrate the festival in Fuzhou City. It turns out that he is ready."

Hou Xuanyan had never known how to write humility, so he could say in a strait: "When did I, Hou Xuanyan, speak lies, and spit out a nail, and they talk about the word "First and righteousness."

The generals in the tent looked a little embarrassed, and Zhu Dadian said with a hint of resentment: "Duke, Fuzhou is already a turtle in the jar, when will it start to attack the city?"

When Hou Xuanyan saw that his subordinates were not supportive, he knew that it was because his words on weekdays mostly didn't count. Fortunately, he was not angry and was not angry. He waved his hand and said, "No hurry, you can dig the soil with the Zhejiang soldiers first."

“Dig the soil?”

The generals of the Shuiziying were confused and cut down trees first and then dig soil. Should they really build a city outside Fuzhou City and waste them to death?

Qian Sule had already asked for a clean dress from Shuiziying, washed it up, and returned to his former elegance. He smiled and said, "You don't know that the Duke of the State cut down trees and built a shed, but in fact he wanted to cover and dig tunnels and prepare to blow up the Fuzhou city wall underground."

The generals suddenly realized that it was too easy for tens of thousands of people to dig a few tunnels, and even if the city knew about it, they could not be prepared for it. After all, the disparity in the army was huge, and this method was a good way. Hou Xuanyan still learned from Zhang Huangyan. When they fought against Wuchang, they used this damage move. However, it was due to the heavy fog, but this time it was because of the large number of people. Although everyone believed that a strong attack could capture Fuzhou City, it was not a big city. After all, Fujian was located in the southeast, with few wars, and there were only a few decent cities. Fuzhou was a mansion that was established in the first year of Hongwu. At that time, the world had been peaceful, and the court would not spend this in vain to build a city in the southeast corner. But even so, if it could blow up the city wall, the difficulty would be reduced to a higher level.

Hou Xuan's Zhejiang soldiers siege for so long, they have played several authentic tunnels, but they have no gunpowder. After the Water Character Camp arrived, this difficulty was solved. The Water Character Camp has always been the most used battalion, and gunpowder is more than anything else.

"After Zheng Sen was defeated in Shuangxi Town, his troops were greatly damaged. Fujian had no threatening troops in a short period of time. We were not in a hurry. We slowly took Fuzhou, so it was safe to get it. If they wanted to turn the tables, unless Zheng Zhilong gave up Guangdong and Guangxi and rushed back to Fujian, but at that time, Xia Wanchun and 130,000 Hunan soldiers were followed. Although this battle has not been completely won, we are already invincible." Hou Xuanyan pointed to Zhu Dadian and Wu Yi and said, "The first contribution should be recorded in your Shuiziying. Shuangxi Town will determine the universe. After returning to the court, I will ask for your contributions."

When the generals of the Water-Character Camp heard this, their smiles became even stronger. Since Hou Xuanyan said that he had made contributions, he would not have to ask for me. After he returned, he had issued an edict to deal with the matter. Everyone knows that a baby aged half a year old cannot interfere in the affairs of the court. Hou Xuanyan, Duke of Yue, is the master of the court today, and the master of the word "Justice".

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In Zhaoqing Prefecture, Guangdong, news of Zheng Sen's defeat in Shuangxi Town came, and Zheng Zhilong's face was unstable.

When he was showing off his strength in the Guangdong and Guangxi, his lair was actually occupied, and Zheng Zhilong was furious.

"The Jiannu Tartars jumped down the mountains over the years and made such a big noise. I really think they were a group of characters. It turned out to be a group of silver-like gun heads. When they met Hou Xuanyan, they became soft and powerless. The dog Tartars were aggressive and arrogant at the time they were so arrogant. How could they not even hold up Hou Xuanyan's troops? They were such a bunch of waste!" With a clang, the cup in Zheng Zhilong's hand fell to the ground, and the glass cup from the fan fell to pieces.

He believed his son Zheng Du and sent people to contact the Qing Dynasty, hoping that the Tartars could help him hold Hou Xuanyan's Northern Expedition Army. Zheng Zhilong himself was sure that the Qing Dynasty could hold it back, and he might even cross the Yangtze River and conquer Jinling and Suzhou. Who knew that man's calculations were not as good as heaven's calculations, and the Qing Dynasty was unable to hold Hou Xuanyan at all, so he had to mobilize an army of 100,000.

Now he is in a difficult situation. If he returns to Fujian, his business in Guangdong and Guangxi will be wasted. The money, food, supplies, and people he invested are all wasted. Not only does he make any profit, he also suffers heavy losses. Thinking of this, Zheng Zhilong has a headache. Nothing can make a greedy pirate sadder than the four words "heavy losses". Even if he is the pirate king.

Although Zheng Zhilong was heartbroken, he had not lost his mind yet. He himself knew that if he lost Fujian, he would have nothing. Even if he escaped to the sea and lost the vast continent of China, his business path would become extremely narrow. The best outcome was to become a real pirate king and make a living by robbery at sea.

After being the King of Fujian for so long, Zheng Zhilong certainly did not want to be defeated back to his original form. His power and prosperity in Fujian are far from comparable to a pirate.

"Send the order and prepare to withdraw troops." Zheng Zhilong's eight words were almost squeezed out of his throat.

Zheng Cai in the account said anxiously: "Father, what should I do if Guangdong and Guangxi?"

"I said I'll withdraw back to Fujian, are you deaf?" Zheng Zhilong suddenly roared, and knelt down in the tent.
Chapter completed!