The sky is blue.

"Supermaster"

"Supermaster"

...

The black palace robe was walking in the dark, and the cloak with the golden edge of Linghua was waving. Bai Ning led Cao Shaoqin and Yu Huatian to quickly walk into the Dongchang Yamen. At this time, the sky was not yet bright, but the Yamen was in full bloom. There were neat teams on the school ground, and the red-armed people were sweating and slashing with each sword.

In the queue, everyone was following the other party's movements, neatly arranged. When the knife waved the knife saw Bai Ning coming towards him, he stopped and clasped his fists and said, "I have met the Admiral."

The visitor did not stop and still walked forward, saying in a cold voice: "Notify Luan Tingyu, and call Ling Zhen to the 'Botian Lei' and come to the White Tiger Festival Hall together."

"Yes." The man with a golden seal on his face hugged his fists, then turned around and shouted to the people on the school field: "You continue to practice what I taught you before. If I don't come back, I will not stop!"

On the school ground, the red-armed man walked down and looked at the back of the hall, but he didn't know what was wrong in his heart.

………

The solemn iron door of the hall was pushed open, and walked in on the cold floor with several clangs. Bai Ning stood at the first place and asked someone to take off his cloak, then sat down. Then, several players took turns to ignite the brazier one by one. The four ignited pillars of fire added an indescribable atmosphere here.

A hanging board was pushed by two men and placed on the right side. At this time, the people who were notified rushed over at the gate. Luan Tingyu, Lin Chong and Ling Zhen bowed one by one, "I will see the Admiral."

“Sit down.”

Bai Ning was speaking at this time, and there was a sense of power among them, allowing everyone present to hold their backs and necks. He stood up and walked down the stone steps step by step, and came to the hanging board with a hand-painted topographic map of Jiangnan, which was wanted from the Sanya.

"Tong Guan's central army is going to raise an army today. This time we go south, if we want to fight head-on, the 200,000 imperial guards should be able to sweep the people of the Ming Cult, but it is probably a bit difficult to recover Hangzhou in a short time. Yesterday, Your Majesty told the Dongchang that this time we go south, we must resolve the war as soon as possible, so we cannot walk with Tong Shumi, and still take a boat to Jiangnan from the canal to find a way to enter Hangzhou city."

Among all the people here, I am afraid that only Lin Chong knows Bai Ning's thoughts better. After all, he has rich experience in marching and fighting. He said, "What the Admiral means is to let the East Factory act alone, wait for an opportunity to enter the city and then work with Tong Shumili, who will be at the city in the future, to open the city gate?"

"That's what the words mean."

Bai Ning nodded and looked at Ling Zhen, "But this time, this governor needs to let Ling Jianzai travel with him."

When Ling Zhen was called, he was a little dazed and pointed at himself, "Me?"

"Yes, I need you this time."

It was very certain that Bai Ning sat back on his first position, "This time it was not only you, but Lin Chong and Luan Tingyu would also follow the governor this time. After all, Fang La's subordinates were not all wine bags. Among them, more than ten people including Bao Daoyi, Wang Yin, Deng Yuanjue, Shi Bao were very good at martial arts. If he could take the opportunity to kill a few, the chance of winning Hangzhou as soon as possible would be greater."

"Master, you will be 120 times. I, Lao Jin, will bring you a head back no matter how you say it." On the right is the factory guard. Jin Jiu, who was sitting in the second place, patted the shiny bald head and said in a stern tone: "Anyway, the other party is rebelling, so I have less murderous intentions, and my hands are even more itchy."

"Where are you?"

Bai Ning glanced at the other people with a squinted eyes.

Everyone then stood up and held their fists, "I will definitely serve the country and kill the rebels."

“That’s good.”

Bai Ning also sorted out the plan for the reorganization of the East Factory at this time, and announced it at the moment when everyone was full. This re-planning, the name of the power and internal structure was refreshing.

"..... Dongchang has two departments and one branch, one branch, one inspection department, and twelve thousand households, which are full-time monitoring, investigation and suppression of illegal acts of officials. Second, the Pacification Department has the original factory guard renamed the Sixth Institute of Jinyiwei, which is full-time arrest, investigation, assassination, and guarding. Three and six doors, which are full-time searches, investigations, and rectifying the green forests of the rivers and lakes... The Shenji Rocket Camp was disbanded and divided into various departments..."

"In addition, the clothing of the Inspection Department, fish scale green soap clothes, purple rosy fine knife, Purple Fu Shi Jinyiwei, purple pattern brocade iron armor, and embroidered spring sword. The six doors have not yet been formulated."

As a result, what everyone did was clearer. After that, a batch of clothing made in advance had been replaced by five hundred people, and the recreated tokens were also distributed to everyone, and Bai Ning's voice came over.

"Last time, the martial arts he obtained from the people from Nanping, have they been sorted out?"

Hai Dafu dragged his fat body forward and whispered, "Reported to the Supervisor, he has sorted out and screened a group, leaving a group as the foundation of the Military Supervisor's custody. The distribution authority has also been given the following chapters and posts according to the previous plan of the Supervisor. In addition, Teacher Lin and Teacher Luan are teaching, their little boys are learning very quickly. This time, they are the five hundred people who have been transferred in advance. Supervisor... Just wait and see them make contributions."

In the White Tiger Festival Hall, flames were crackling with wood. Listening to the fat eunuch's remarks, Bai Ning closed his eyes and listened. After a long time, he handed a page of paper titled "The Sword Technique of the Wind" to Hai Dafu and slowly spoke: "In the future, you can learn at will at your own pace at any time."

Hand over the sword technique.

Bai Ning stood up silently. Jin Jiu and the others below concentrated and held their breath as if they felt that the admiral seemed to be saying something. When he guessed, he spoke slowly and whispered.

“…Hangzhou…”

Bai Ning said two words, but continued to speak for a long time. He put down his slightly raised hand. He found that he had nothing to say.

Slowly he sat back on the chair and waved to the person below.

“…Go down and get ready to go.”

Everyone left, the door of the White Tiger Festival Hall was closed again, and the fire in the brazier was burning, as if in the fire, they saw blood stained with swords, guns, swords, and halberds floating on the head of Hangzhou.

In the heavy rain, soldiers surging fiercely, fighting against the enemies rushing up the city wall.

The man with a birthmark on his face waved the sword and flew up and down, taking away the heads of one person after another

The fire is coming, and the picture is blurred.

Bai Ning sat down, and he felt very tired.

Loneliness was like a black shadow, slowly covering him. Suddenly, Bai Ning glared at his eyes, covered with frost, and stepped out of the door step by step.

Outside the door, the man who was pretending to be busy stopped and looked at him.

"We! Let's kill us"

Lin Chong, who was rubbing the gun, Luan Tingyu holding a copper stick, and Jin Jiu wielding a double hammer, raised the weapons in his hand, and different sounds were instantly intertwined.

"us"

"Kill it."
Chapter completed!