Qingyuan.

"Disciple, I'll pay homage to the Immortal Master."

A burly middle-aged man knelt down and kowtowed in front of Yang Feng. Behind him were also a large number of soldiers and civilians kneeling down and kowtowed.

"Please get up with Linhai!"

Yang Feng raised his hand indifferently and said.

The latter stood up involuntarily, and then stood up with awe. This is Fang Guozhen, who controlled Ningbo and Taiwen prefectures. After Zhang Shicheng also became a prince of the Song Dynasty, he no longer had the qualifications to be the two ends of the rat. So like Zhang Shicheng, he stopped transporting the grain to the north and killed the Mongolian officials he controlled, and then officially surrendered to the Song Dynasty. However, he was not on the list of candidates for destiny, and his territory was too small, so he was eventually named Prince of Linhai.

He himself is very satisfied with this.

He had no ambition to compete for the world, although the population in his controlled area was actually several times larger than that of Ming Yuzhen.

Taizhou is one million, Wenzhou is 500,000, and Qingyuan is 500,000, but Qingyuan is 500,000, because the number of households in Qingyuan is far greater than that of Taizhou, and the proportion of households and number of households in the latter is normal, so the actual number of households in Qingyuan must be much more than the official records. Various statistics of the Yuan Dynasty were very sloppy, especially because they completely relied on the landlords on the local rule. These people must have tried every means to conceal the tax. After all, a person is a tax, and the official records add up to two million. And they have almost never experienced any real war, that is, Fang Guozhen was harassed when he was pirates, but after he was recruited, there was basically no war. Such places must be loved by refugees, so at this time, he had to say that he would give out hundreds of thousands of young and middle-aged people.

But there is no loyalty.

To put it bluntly, it was the landlords and powerful people from these three places who invited them to be bodyguards.

The Mongols could not guarantee their safety, so they would invite pirates.

But the core of Ming Yuzhen is hundreds of thousands of White Lotus Cultists who followed him to Sichuan. The loyalty of these people is not comparable to Fang Guozhen's subordinates. Originally, four years later, Zhu Liangzu, who ranked 27th in thirty-four heroes of Zhu Yuanzhang, took tens of thousands of partial teachers to easily wipe out the three places he had run for more than ten years. However, when Mingsheng defeated Mingsheng, he won the top generals such as Tang He, Liao Yongzhong, and Fu Youde to go to war.

Fang Guozhen also knew this.

So he was very satisfied with a prince, and both Zhang Shicheng and Zhu Yuanzhang had already made a guarantee to him that as long as they ascend the throne, he would immediately give him a King of Yue.

The guarantor of this promise is Yang Feng, so he must serve Yang Feng wholeheartedly.

What's more, the immortal master also taught him to build new sea boats and gave him an accurate chart, so that he could know how vast the world was ahead of him. He even taught him to make canned food and teach him how to dry salt, especially the salt tank and salt drying method, which completely got rid of salt stoves and iron pots. This item alone caused the salt production on the eastern coast of Zhejiang to soar and the cost plummeted. You should know that this was a method that appeared in the late Qing Dynasty. In addition, the similar but smaller investment method, Zhejiang East Salt Industry suddenly entered the 19th century. As for the flat-station method, there is no need for flat-station method. The technology is actually very complicated. The two methods of plate-station and salt tank are enough. The flat-station method was actually developed after the founding of the People's Republic of China.

As for agricultural technology, medical care and so on, let alone.

In short, the immortal master was like a real scattering of holy light, bringing various changes to the people in eastern Zhejiang. He was worshipped by the people like a real god...

Well, he is the real god.

"Is this your fleet?"

Yang Feng said, looking at the densely arranged warships at the Sanjiangkou in front of him.

This is Fang Guozhen's fleet.

However, at this time, the warships on the sea had not completely escaped the sailboats, but the number of oars was greatly reduced and became a backup power, especially for acceleration on the battlefield, but civilian ships had begun to completely abandon this. Fang Guozhen had the strongest navy among the princes of this era. Of course, he also had the strongest shipbuilding ability of this era. At that time, the shipbuilding bases of the Southern Song Dynasty were basically in his hands, so he had thousands of warships of various types. This time, all the main forces gathered at Sanjiangkou were the main forces, which looked quite spectacular. The dense sail forests stretched on the Yongjiang River and could not see the end.

"The immortal master, there are a total of 20,000 navy troops and 450 large and small warships."

Fang Guozhen said respectfully.

"Who will command?"

Yang Feng asked.

"My brother Guoying, and nephew Mingshan is the chief and deputy commander."

Fang Guozhen said.

At the same time, two generals behind him stepped forward, and Yang Feng looked at them with satisfaction.

He wants to fight south.

The Northern Expedition was handed over to Zhu Yuanzhang and the other two, and he was personally responsible for solving the rear for these people. He set off from here to the south, dealing with Chen Youding and He Zhen respectively, and then completing the pacification of Guangxi from the Pearl River to the upstream, completing the unification of the south as quickly as possible, waiting for the result of the north. In addition, cooperated with Ming Yuzhen to move Yunnan south, turn a big circle and return from Guizhou to Hunan to solve the Yang family in Bozhou. In this way, when the Northern Expedition of Zhu Yuanzhang and the three of them ended, the unification was almost completed.

And his first stop is Fuzhou.

"Immortal Master, Chen Youding is very stubborn."

Fang Guozhen reminded him.

Chen Youding was indeed very stubborn. This guy regarded himself as a loyal minister of the Yuan Dynasty. Even if he was captured alive by Zhu Yuanzhang, he refused to surrender. He even shouted with righteousness that his country was destroyed and his family would be destroyed. He would kill him if he wanted to kill him. He didn't know how such a strange thing happened in Chen Wenlong's hometown.

but……

"It's just a mantis arm that is in a chariot!"

Yang Feng said calmly.

Chen Youding was not his real target. His real target was other people, those people he had to kill. Then he boarded the nearest giant warship. Behind him, uncle and nephew of Guoying quickly boarded the ship, and the huge fleet slowly started...

At the same time, a battle officially kicked off on both sides of the Tuan River, north of Nei Township, Henan, two thousand miles away.

Yuan army against Han army.

The Yuan army finally ended the internal strife for a while.

Chen Youliang suddenly headed north and captured Nanyang with extremely fast speed and began to attack Luoyang, causing Wang Baobao to be attacked from both sides. After all, Henan was his rear. Under the words of the envoy sent by Emperor Shun of Yuan, he quickly ceased to fight with Boluo Temur in exchange for withdrawing from Guanzhong in exchange for the latter to leave him safely. Then he led his army out of Shangluo Road to attack Chen Youliang's flanks, as for Boluo Temur...

Could he still help?

Although Emperor Shun of Yuan hoped that Boluo Temur could give up his past grudges and sent troops with Wang Baobao to destroy Chen Youliang first, Boluo Temur announced that he would go south to Hanzhong to attack Shu to destroy Ming Yuzhen, and then go down the river to wipe out Jiangnan. Anyway, he would not cooperate with Wang Baobao.

Since Emperor Shun of Yuan was helpless, he would go wherever he liked!

If Boluo Temur does not send troops, Zhang Liangbi, who was bullied by Wang Baobao in Guanzhong, of course, wouldn't do it. This time, Wang Baobao entered Guanzhong in fact to divide his territory with Li Siqi. How could he turn around to help Wang Baobao? Besides, Chen Youliang's northern expedition is nothing, and Chen Youliang cannot enter Guanzhong, so even Li Siqi refused to send troops on the excuse of attacking Sichuan with Boluo Temur. He is an ally of Wang Baobao and his father is a partner. He had also started his business by resisting the Red Turban Army, but this time he was not interested in taking care of Wang Baobao. After all, he would send troops to Nabolo Temur, Henan, and would immediately steal his Fengxiang.

In the end, Wang Baobao could only go out to Shangluo Road with full anger, as well as Kong Xing and Tulebo.

And Chen Youliang was waiting for him in Neixiang.

"Mongolian warriors, kill all these slaves like our ancestors!"

On the west bank of the Turgling River, Wang Baobao was like Xiyoudon before the decisive battle, galloping in front of the formation, waving his sword to hit the spears of the soldiers and constantly inspiring morale. The Mongolian cavalry who were still immersed in the glory of their ancestors also roared excitedly, but at this time on their wings, the two divisions of Kongxing and Tolebo obviously did not have such enthusiasm.

"kill!"

After the performance, Wang Baobao waved his knife and pointed it forward.

The light cavalry lined up first, and thousands of troops swept through the wilderness of early winter with the sound of thunderous hooves, and overflowed the turbulent river during the dry season like a surging black tide. Tens of thousands of infantrymen lined up in front of them, and countless spears stretching forward formed a terrifying dense forest.

Suddenly, flames ejected from the front of the forest.

Almost as soon as the Mongolian cavalry that had just stepped onto the east shore heard the sound of cannons, solid bullets hit them with roars. Each shell brought out a splash of flesh and broken limbs, and the horses running kept falling down. However, this did not stop the Mongolian cavalry. After all, the number of cannons was too small. The running light cavalry continued to move forward and raised their bows and arrows on the horse's back. Soon they entered less than a hundred feet with the shells opposite. However, at this moment, the cannons sprayed out shotguns, and the projectiles hit the Mongolian cavalry like a storm. The running light cavalry fell in groups, but they still did not stop.

In a blink of an eye, they were approaching the range of the cavalry bow.

All the light cavalry began to raise their bows and arrows, ready to play the sprint like their ancestors.

But what was unexpected was that they did not welcome the dense crossbow arrows like they did in the past.

Wang Baobao on the high slope behind was stunned and immediately showed a puzzled look. Of course, it was not surprising that the Han army's artillery was indeed a little surprised by his fierceness, but in fact, both sides had already bombarded each other with such weapons on the battlefield, and even their war horses had already adapted to this thing. Moreover, this could not stop the cavalry, so he had to rely on a strong crossbow to shoot. Then his light cavalry would continue to attack the infantry formation with a galloping shot until the infantry formation was in chaos. At that time, the heavy cavalry should make a thunder attack.

But the Han army did not use crossbows, which was very surprising.

However, almost at the same time, in front of the Han army's formation, countless flames and smoke were sprayed out under the protection of the dense spear jungle, instantly as if submerged the spear jungle. The light cavalry that was about to shoot sharp arrows collapsed like a trench in front of them. The entire charge formation was overturned, and all the subsequent cavalry slowed down in a daze, patrolling among the dead bodies everywhere.

"Continue to rush!"

He screamed subconsciously.

The drummer next to him was beating the war drum desperately.

But this was useless. Those light cavalry who were completely stunned turned around with the fastest speed after hesitating.

After all, they are not ancestors anymore.

"kill!"

Wang Baobao shouted without hesitation.

The heavy cavalry who were waiting in formation immediately activated their war horses, and at this time the dense flames of the Han army's spear forest on the opposite side ejected out again. Although the density was weakened, it turned into continuous ejection. The light cavalry who were turning around in chaos continued to fall. If they kept rushing forward, they would definitely bump into the Han army at this time, but unfortunately their cowardice turned themselves into a group of lambs that were allowed to be slaughtered by the enemy. On the chaotic battlefield, the Mongolian light cavalry screamed in horror, falling down one after another with the whistling of shells and the dense sound of gunfire, piled up into a pile of dead bodies that made Wang Baobao's heart bleeding.

But most of them finally escaped from this hell of death.

But then he hit the heavy rider.

The fire was still solidly shot, and then swept across the sky. Just as the heavy cavalry was surging by the corpse of the light cavalry, the dense flames on the opposite side were spraying again, and the thick armor did not provide protection for these most elite Mongolian cavalry. They fell down in front of the flames like the light cavalry. However, the difference was that they did not escape, but continued to move forward against the flames of death, and soon began to encounter continuous attacks. But in the blink of an eye, they still hit the spear forest, and then a spear break and the wailing sound of war horses sounded in chaos. The containment of Mongolian heavy cavalry went crazy and attacked the opposite side with all the weapons they could use. The Han soldiers opposite them were densely arranged to fight them with their own spears and even hammers and battle axes, but behind this front, the flintlocked spearmen continued to shoot at two rounds per minute.

Their distance was even less than five feet at this time, and they did not need any aim. Almost every bullet would cause a Mongolian cavalry to fall.

Then the Mongolian heavy cavalry also collapsed.

The heavy cavalrymen who were frightened by this terrifying weapon turned around in horror, and then they were easily shot down by bullets that continued to shoot out like light cavalry, and were trampled into piles of rotten meat in the chaos...

"Mongolian Iron Cavalry?"

On the hill behind the Han army formation, Zhang Dingbian said contemptuously: "It's over!"

Then he rode his horse down the hill, and in the wilderness below, the torrent of thousands of cavalry began to slowly move forward. The most elite soldiers of the Han army wearing plate-shaped breastplate on the horse raised their spears and started their charge under the leadership of their commander.

At this moment, Kong Xing and Tulebo, who had been holding their troops, also began to retreat.
Chapter completed!