The Resurrection of the South Seas of the Ming Dynasty

Fuzhou City!
The city is full of oysters!

Since Geng Jingzhong's body was transported back to Fuzhou from the front line, filial piety began to be spread all over the city inside and outside Fuzhou, and mournful cries shook the sky.

As the set mourning period approached, the atmosphere in Fuzhou began to become more and more depressing.

All the soldiers and horses of the Jingnan Army gathered in Fuzhou City, and the generals in the Jingnan Army were all preparing for the next seizure of power.

The atmosphere inside and outside Fuzhou City is getting more and more depressing!
Troops are stationed in various places outside Fuzhou City, and they are all preparing for war, and they are aggressive.

Fortunately, for the time being, no one dared to attack Fuzhou City.

Everyone is waiting for the end of Geng Jingzhong's funeral before starting to fight for the succession of the Jingnan Army.

An attendant opened the door and walked in, whispering in Cai Yaozu's ear.

"Sir, over there outside the city..."

Cai Yaozu put down the brush in his hand, sighed, and said helplessly.

"Another army has been transferred to Fuzhou?"

The entourage who came to report responded and said.

"Yes, sir!"

"Li Sheng and Li Dutong transferred the garrisons in Lishui, Jinhua and other places back to Fuzhou, and their troops are now being placed in the west of Fuzhou."

"Occupied a flag village..."

Cai Yaozu nodded slightly with a dignified face, and sighed slightly in his heart, in order to seize power, he even ignored the frontline battle situation.

But he still spoke.

"Well, I see, you go down first and continue to arrange the funeral of the prince."

Knowing is true, but that is knowing.

Cai Yaozu is very helpless now, he has no military power in his hands, and he is born to be shorter in front of those generals who hold heavy troops.

Facing the current situation where all the soldiers and horses gathered in Fuzhou, he could do nothing.

If Geng Jingzhong was still alive, who the hell dared to occupy Qizhuang when the army was camping?
Don't you die?

Is it true that the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty are not the Eight Banners?
However, now that Feng Shui is turning, Geng Jingzhong is dead, and the power structure of the Jingnan Army is out of balance.

Only those with military power can stand up!

As long as there is military power in hand, let alone occupying a flag village as a military camp, it is not impossible to take down Fuzhou City and use it as a military camp.

There were indeed quite a few soldiers of the original Eight Banners in the Jingnan Army, but after Geng Jingzhong's death, these groups had no leader and acted independently.

It is true that the green battalion soldiers cannot defeat the Eight Banners, but the green battalion soldiers originally belonged to each other, and they are relatively united.

With a single call from their respective generals, they can pull up soldiers and horses to fight!
Although the Eight Banners soldiers are more capable of fighting, their individual combat effectiveness far exceeds that of the Green Battalion.

But when Geng Jingzhong was alive, in order to strengthen his control over the Eight Banners, the various ministries of the Eight Banners complement each other and check and balance each other.

Now that Geng Jingzhong is dead, there is no one in the Eight Banners who can take charge.

So, there is the current situation!

The Eight Banners, who are good at fighting, have become wandering soldiers, unable to make a fist or twist.

So much so that now the green battalion soldiers dare not to take the Eight Banners soldiers seriously, and when they set up camp, they forcibly occupied the Eight Banners Village as a barracks.

It's so perfect!

Cai Yaozu sighed, now he can only pray that the Ming army can arrive in Fuzhou as soon as possible to control the overall situation in Fuzhou.

Lest the situation in Fuzhou continue to deteriorate!

Thinking of this, Cai Yaozu still opened his mouth to give instructions to the prefect of Fuzhou beside him.

"Send a team of yamen servants to collect all the banner people who were driven out of the banner village outside the city and bring them into the city for resettlement."

"I remember that there is a ruined temple in the east of the city, right?"

The prefect of Fuzhou said.

"Sir, I remember correctly. There is indeed a ruined temple in the east of the city. Later, the officials will send someone to clean up the ruined temple and use it to house those bannermen..."

Cai Yaozu nodded slightly, as if expressing approval.

"For those bannermen, it's the same as resettling ordinary disaster victims. They just need to eat and wear, and don't need to give them any other preferential treatment."

Cai Yaozu spoke again.

Now that he has made up his mind to vote for Ming, it is best not to show too much goodwill towards the "banner people" group.

If he showed too much kindness to those bannermen, it would be the same as putting eye drops on Daming.

And the reason why he used the standard of helping ordinary victims of disasters to help those bannermen was just to stabilize the most capable Eight Banners soldiers in the Jingnan Army and prevent them from causing chaos, that's all.

The prefect of Fuzhou took orders to go down to do things.

……

Outside Fuzhou City, Bali Village!

This is the name of a flag village, because the flag village is only eight miles away from Fuzhou City.

At this time, outside Bali Village, two groups of people were confronting each other, and the atmosphere gradually became tense and dignified, as if an explosion was imminent.

Two or three hundred Eight Banners cavalry came on horseback and formed an array outside Balizhuang.

A cavalryman of the Eight Banners pulled out his saber at his waist, or held a spear, and what's more, they all put arrows on the bowstring.

Many people stared at each other, as if they were about to swallow the life of the person opposite them alive.

On the opposite side of these Eight Banners soldiers, there are much more numerous Green Battalion soldiers.

There are cavalry and infantry, a few people wear cotton armor, most people wear thin livery.

"Damn it, what the fuck do you mean by occupying our Balizhuang?"

Among the soldiers of the Eight Banners, the leading junior high school leaped out of the town, and repeatedly reprimanded the group of Green Battalion soldiers on the opposite side.

The leader of the green battalion, Zuo, cupped his hands and said with a smile on his face.

"Brothers have just come down from the front line and returned exhausted. What's wrong with requisitioning a village to rest?"

"How can you be so stingy?"

Hearing the words, the little schoolboy's face turned livid, and he was obviously out of breath.

Damn, standing and talking doesn't hurt my back!
Isn't your family's Zhuangzi the co-author?

"This is the Qi Zhuang where I waited for Jingnan Wang Fan to come down to the Eight Banners. Get out of the Zhuangzi immediately, or you will bear the consequences!"

With a dark face, the small principal spoke threateningly.

While speaking, he even pulled out the saber at his waist, and stared at the opposite side with wide eyes, with a gesture of ready to fight at any time.

The Eight Banners cavalry behind him also made the same gesture one after another!
Although they are few in number, they are well equipped and everyone has armor.

Coupled with the innate sense of superiority of the Eight Banners against the green battalion, even if the number of green battalion soldiers on the opposite side is obviously more than their own.

Nor are they afraid!
The big deal is a fight!

Many of these Eight Banners soldiers of the Jingnan Army were old soldiers who had fought in the battlefield, fought south and north, and made the battlefield their home.

Not afraid of fighting!

What's more, they still have to fight for themselves and their homeland now!

Most of the two or three hundred and eight banner soldiers in front of us are from this Zhuangzi in front of us.

If the green battalion on the opposite side does not withdraw from Zhuangzi, apologize, and do what they say, these veterans on the battlefield will not hesitate in the slightest.

Taking advantage of the large number of people on his side, the general of the green battalion sneered and scolded unceremoniously.

"Damn it, now that our Jingnan army has turned against the Qing, where did the bannermen come from?"

"Are you the fucking bannermen of that sect?"

The Eight Banners on the opposite side were speechless for a while, and they really couldn't refute.

Because what the other side said is true!
The leader of the Eight Banners School was furious, and stopped talking nonsense, but issued an ultimatum in a cold voice.

"In a word, are you fucking going to get out, or not to get out?!"

The green battalion general on the opposite side just sneered and said unceremoniously.

"Let your mother!"

"Do you really think our brothers are easy to bully?"

After raising the flag against the Qing Dynasty, the mentality of the Green Battalion soldiers also changed.

I have turned my back on it, so why are you still being bullied by you bastard Eight Banners soldiers?