"Mr. Zhang, the situation is no longer about defeating the enemy, but how to defend against the enemy! With the current situation of our army, it is a dead end. If there is nothing else, the general has more important things to do. If Lord Zhang decides to send troops to defeat the enemy, he asks Lord Zhang to do it himself, but I will not be with him!" After saying that, Shi Yide turned around and left, Qian Dachang followed closely, and when he walked to the door, he turned back and glared at Zhang Boxing.

"Shi Yide! Qian Dachang! You...you...I want to impeach you!" Zhang Boxing didn't expect Shi Yide to contradict him like this, and he was so angry that he cursed loudly. But at this time, Shi Yide and Qian Dachang seemed to have not heard from him, and even left the governor's yamen without even looking back.

"Shishou, this old man Zhang Boxing may not give up." After leaving the governor's yamen, Qian Dachang felt relieved at Shi Yide's angrily criticizing Zhang Boxing, but he still felt uneasy.

"Is this useful to say this at this time?" Hearing this, Shi Yide smiled bitterly, Qian Dachang was speechless. Now Suzhou and Changzhou have become two lonely cities. No matter how they defend and are captured, it will be a matter of time. When the city is broken, it will be the day they die.

"I don't know what Changzhou is now. If it really doesn't work, transfer all the Changzhou troops to Suzhou. Maybe we can resist for a few more days based on Suzhou's defense."

"That's right, but once Changzhou takes the initiative to give up Suzhou, it will inevitably be shocked, let alone that person Zhang Boxing...."

Shi Yide shook his head: "In this way, we can only fulfill our destiny."

"Shishen, it's actually not as good as..." Qian Dachang also showed sadness on his face. He hesitated for a moment and couldn't help but speak.

Before he could say the following words, Shi Yide raised his hand to stop him: "No need to talk about other things, no need to think about them. Maybe... after I die in battle, you may...ah..."

After saying that, Shi Yide got on the horse directly, waved the whip in his hand and headed towards the city gate. Looking at Shi Yide's back as he quickly moved away, Qian Dachang couldn't help but close his eyes and sighed in his heart.

On the fifth day after the recovery of Nanjing, Nanjing City gradually returned to order. With Liao Huanzhi and the subsequent officials who rushed to the capital, government affairs became normal one after another. The city walls, forts and other defense facilities destroyed by Nanjing's siege were also under restoration.

After a few days of rest and recuperation, the army basically recovered, and Susong's Dong Dashan tribe attacked Suzhou City. In addition, the navy began to penetrate inland from Zhenjiang and Jiangyin. In addition, some of the military forces have advanced towards Nanjing and Changzhou. Now, the time to deal with Susong's Qing army is about to arrive.

This day was a good day for the almanac. Zhu Yicheng wore a robe and took the major civil and military officials in Nanjing to worship the Xiaoling Mausoleum. This is the joint burial tomb of Zhu Yuanzhang, the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty, and Empress Ma. Although his tomb has been in full swing for more than 300 years, it has basically been preserved and daily repaired, and there is no damage. In addition, more than 300 years have passed, and the Xiaoling Mausoleum is surrounded by towering trees, which looks particularly solemn with the huge Xiaoling Mausoleum. Zhu Yicheng took the civil and military off the horse and walked early on, slowly walking next to the corridor into the mausoleum. Looking at the tomb built against the mountain, he felt very touched.

"present!"

With a shout, Zhu Yicheng took Wenwu and bowed three times and nine times again, got up and continued to walk forward. When he walked to another place, he suddenly saw a large monument next to him. The monument seemed to have not been erected for a long time.

"Who was erected at this monument?" he asked at the monument.

"Returning to the regent, this monument is the 'Zheng of the Tang and Song dynasty' erected by the pseudo-Qing emperor ten years ago." The officials who guarded the tomb came forward and explained that these low-level officials were sent by the Qing court. They only managed and repaired the Xiaoling Mausoleum on weekdays. After taking over Nanjing, these officials were not considered government officials, and they were also considered meritorious officials in the Ming Dynasty for many years. For this reason, Zhu Yicheng not only kept these people, but also gave a lot of rewards.

"The stele of 'Reign of Tang and Song dynasty'? Haha..." Zhu Yicheng immediately laughed, stepped forward and looked carefully at the content of the inscription. After a few glances, he showed an extremely disgusting expression: "Come here! Demo this stele for the orphans! I am so dignified that I need the chiefs to erect the monument to comment on it!"

More than a dozen personal soldiers immediately came up. After a while, the monument was dug out and smashed and taken away. After that, the digging soil was filled back and finely leveled. After missing the monument and looking around, Zhu Yicheng suddenly felt much more comfortable. After solving the stone monument erected by Kangxi, he asked someone to remove all the mess added to the Qing Dynasty that Xiaoling Mausoleum later. Zhu Yicheng started a large sacrifice.

As for how to celebrate the grand ceremony and what steps are needed, the officials of the Ministry of Rites have naturally made arrangements, so Zhu Yicheng just needs to follow the steps. During the grand ceremony, Zhu Yicheng looked ahead and couldn't help but think of his parents and relatives in later generations. When recalling all the hardships he experienced after coming and the hardships he had walked step by step, he couldn't help but feel sad and tears fell like rain.

"When I was at home, my grandfather always said that my ancestors were descendants of your ancestors. I didn't believe it at all in the past, and I thought that the old man was bragging because he drank too much. But after coming to this era, I gradually believed it. Maybe your ancestors had a spirit in heaven but couldn't bear to see the Qing Tartars specially arranged this way. Don't worry, now I have captured Nanjing, and the whole of Jiangsu will be taken down. When my Ming Dynasty is restored step by step, the world that Kang Mazi took from our Zhu family will definitely return to our Han people! However, ancestors, you must not let go, you must continue to bless me in heaven..."

After reciting the tribute and singing incense, Zhu Yicheng knelt three times and kowtowed nine times and then lay there and muttered something. Because he was far away, the others could not hear what Zhu Yicheng was saying, but seeing his tears and so pious look, everyone was extremely moved.

After a while, Zhu Yicheng finished his "in-depth exchange" with his ancestor Zhu Yuanzhang. Perhaps he said what he had been hiding in his heart in front of Xiaoling, and then cried for a while, Zhu Yicheng felt much more relieved after getting up.

When he stood up, the clouds that covered the sun in the sky dispersed. The sunlight scattered from the sky from the gaps between the trees, dispelling the mist in the forest, shining on Zhu Yicheng like golden light, and Zhu Yicheng reflected was like a god...

"The late Emperor Hongwu has a spirit! The destiny of heaven is in my Ming Dynasty! The destiny of heaven is in the country! Long live the Ming Dynasty! Long live the country!"

Seeing this, Liao Huanzhi was the first to react, kneeling down and shouting happily. The rest of the people immediately shouted at the same time, all of whom looked at Zhu Yicheng with extremely fanatical eyes.
Chapter completed!