Wu Zheng and Xia Wanchun saw the light emitted by the rockets in the river almost at the same time, dotted with stars.

After a brief moment of shock, the two suddenly realized that this should be caused by the retreat of the Yi Zhenming Army and being pursued by the Qing army.

Without having time to contact Wang Zhiren's navy, Wu Zheng immediately ordered reinforcements, but Xia Wanchun naturally had no reason to object.

Thirty boats carried thousands of people quickly set out from the river bank and rushed towards the middle of the river.

The three Ming army ships in danger are dodging the rockets that are coming and struggling to support them.

Looking at the enemy ship getting closer and closer, Qian Sulin looked at each other with a wry smile. It would be better to die in Yizhen City.

The Qing army would not have expected that the Ming army on the south bank would send troops to reinforce. In addition, the shadow of the dark ship was difficult to tell, so they were caught off guard by the Ming army who was coming quickly.

Eight warships were surrounded by thirty Ming army warships that had arrived, and countless rockets shot towards enemy ships from all directions.

In an instant, eight fireballs lit up on the river.

Countless figures yelled and jumped into the river.

At this time, the Ming army quickly retreated in three boats.

By the time the Qing reinforcements arrived, the Ming army had withdrawn back to the river bank.

The Qing army refused to give up and was unwilling to suffer such a silence. In one hour, the Qing army on Jiangxin Island gathered 300 warships and pressed towards the Ming army on the river.

This is a war that is not planned by both sides, and it happens suddenly to both sides.

Without any preparation, it's like an encounter.

When the Qing army artillery ships fired fire to the shore in the middle of the river, and the other warships fired fire arrows to approach the shore.

The south bank was silent, and no arrow shot out.

The Qing army, who had no resistance, gradually became bolder.

Originally, it was just a war of revenge, but later on, the Qing army's appetite became bigger.

Seeing that there was no movement on the south bank, the Qing army began to approach the shore tentatively.

Eight warships moored to the shore, jumped down hundreds of Qing troops from above, and searched to advance in depth.

But until the two or three miles entered, there was no trace of the Ming army, so the Qing army began to ignite the torch.

But this action brought them a catastrophe.

Suddenly, a series of muskets sounded, and the densely shot projectiles shot down most of the hundreds of Qing army within half a stick of incense.

At the same time, the artillery on the south bank began to roar. Although the target of the night was difficult to distinguish, the flames on the warship still gave the Ming army gunners some directions. After the three rounds of artillery fire, a battleship with bad luck was hit, causing a fire.

The fire illuminated several warships around him, and after three rounds of artillery bombardment, there were more fires on the river.

While firing artillery counterattacks, the Qing army quickly retreated until they retreated to a position where the Ming army's artillery could not reach.

The Qing army surviving the south bank fled desperately, and even two ships could not get together if they could return to the middle of the river.

Before they could burn the other six warships, they quickly fled to the north shore.

This night battle ended like this.

Looking at Qian Qiaogong who was still sleepy, Wu Zheng felt relieved.

But from Qian Sufan and Qian Sulin, he learned that Yizhen had thousands of soldiers facing the last battle tomorrow, and Wu Zheng's heart was irritated again.

It is not easy to make a decision to let them die. It is even more difficult to feel at ease when they witness all these soldiers die in their country.

It’s not that Wu Zheng is false, but that Wu Zheng is actually so cruel to himself.

It is not as easy as imagined to clean up the broken mountains and rivers. It is not as easy as I imagined. It is a delusion. The Tartars will not be willing to kill them. Any victory will be exchanged for human life.

In Zhenjiang, Danyang and Dantu, there are no fewer soldiers who have died than Yi Zhen. All this is the right thing to do. There is no eyeless sword and gun, and nothing to blame the world.

But Wu Zheng knew that if Qian Qiaogong died in this battle, he would never be able to face Qian Sule... and Qian Jinxuan.

Anyone can send Qian Qiaogong to this dead end, but he can't.

But he did it.

Who made the Qingtai Dynasty have no extra army?

Qian Qiaogong woke up. He looked at Wu Zheng, Qian Sufan and Qian Sulin in front of him in surprise. He quickly got up and rushed to the door. Looking at the sky that was about to be bright, Qian Qiaogong roared wildly and rushed out.

Qian Sufan and Qian Sulin can't stop him, no one can stop him.

Wu Zheng stopped him, but he couldn't. What he received was Qian Qiaogong's punch with all his strength.

This punch made Wu Zheng's entire left face swollen for three days.

But Wu Zheng was very "useful". He thought it was what he deserved, and even hoped that Qian Qiaogong could punch him two more.

But obviously Qian Qiaogong's attention was not on Wu Zheng. He was going to the shore and he was going to cross the river.

Wu Zheng, Qian Sufan, Qian Sulin, Xia Wanchun and others chased Qian Qiaogong to the riverside.

The hundreds of Qing army bodies that were killed last night have not been cleared yet, and the warships left by the Qing army have not been collected yet.

Qian Qiaogong jumped onto a boat and shouted: "Come on, take me across the river."

Qian Sufan and Qian Sulin rushed forward to stop them, and were beaten and kicked by Qian Qiaogong.

The two of them had to persuade him again, but Wu Zheng spoke, "Don't stop him, let him go!"

Wu Zheng's words calmed everyone, except Qian Qiaogong.

Qian Qiaogong roared: "Wu Zheng, let the sailors drive the boat."

Wu Zheng waved his hand silently, and more than a dozen sailors boarded the boat.

Xia Wanchun was anxious and stepped forward to stop him and said, "Wu Zheng, let him go back at this time, there is only one way to die..."

Wu Zheng shook his head and said, "Let him go."

After saying that, Wu Zheng lifted his clothes and rushed onto the boat, facing Qian Qiaogong, and then slowly sat on the deck.

Qian Qiaogong was angry, but was shocked.

"You want to go, I'll accompany you!" Wu Zheng said calmly.

Now it was not only Xia Wanchun, but also Qian Sufan and Qian Sulin were panicked.

Xia Wanchun said anxiously: "Wu Zheng, are you crazy too? You will definitely die when you go here!"

Wu Zheng said calmly: "I owe 20,000 soldiers, I have to pay it back! All the Dantu army will be taken over by you."

Xia Wanchun suddenly rushed forward and rushed onto the boat. She sat down and sat next to Wu Zheng, shouting at Qian Qiaogong: "Okay, I'll accompany you too."

Qian Qiaogong shouted like crazy: "Wu Zheng, don't force me!"

Wu Zheng shook his head and said, "I won't force you to regain Zhenjiang. It's my loyalty. Going with you is righteous. I have to pay back more than 20,000 lives. It has nothing to do with you."

Qian Sufan and Qian Sulin knelt down on one knee on the side of the boat and cried and said, "Duke Zhenguo thinks three times... Qiao Gong, if Duke Zhenguo has an accident, you will be the sinner of my dynasty. Do you want the ninth brother to die in vain? Do you want the credit of more than 20,000 soldiers of Yizhen to be turned into ashes because of you?"

Qian Qiaogong was bored, and he stared at Wu Zheng in a daze, and Wu Zheng looked at each other calmly.

"Wu Zheng, you deserve to die!" Qian Qiaogong cursed with his blood-red eyes, "It's you, you have killed so many people, you are just an executioner!"

Wu Zheng listened silently with a calm expression.
Chapter completed!