The family banquet in Yang's mansion was still very rich due to the arrival of the emperor. The female family opened a table in the backyard, and Zhengde, Yang Ling and Zhang Yongzi drank in the front hall. Only the bride returned to the Yang's mansion and stayed in her new house and was accompanied by her husband, so she could not come out.

Emperor Zhengde was surrounded by his close ministers whom he saw in daily life, so he was very happy and comfortable. Everyone drank and had fun and chatted and laughed happily. It was already late when they came back, and it seemed that it was getting dark. Although the emperor usually lived in the Leopard Garden and did not have to worry about locking the forbidden palace, it was not too late to return to the city.

Yang Ling smiled and advised, "Your Majesty, it's too late, so I dare not stay Your Majesty for a long time, otherwise I may be scolded by the minister. You should go back to the palace, Your Majesty."

Emperor Zhengde drank Zheng Xing'er and heard this, "Hey, it's okay, just let the city gate open later."

Yang Ling smiled and said, "Emperor, although the bandits in white clothes have arrived in the south, there will inevitably be some scattered soldiers and generals who escape and remain in the north. The emperor has a body of thousands of gold, so don't take any risks. The tired birds return to their nests. We have enough drinks. The emperor will never take the lead. I am worried that this wine can't be drunk."

Zhengde was content with his high hat and swallowtail, just like a big bird, and he was so happy that he was reluctant to leave when he heard this. Mou Bin and others were in danger of the emperor's safety, and they did not dare to take any risks. He said that someone really hurt the emperor, and even if someone shocked the emperor, he couldn't afford to take it.

Mou Bin's eyes rolled and he whispered a few words against the emperor's ear. After hearing this, Zhengde burst into laughter. His big tail was trembling behind him, which was very strange. Zhengde smiled at Yang Ling and said, "So it's such a tired bird returning to the nest. Haha, you go back to the nest. I'll get back to Beijing now. I won't miss your good things, hahaha..."

Yang Ling was speechless when he heard this. Seeing the emperor standing up shakingly with a big tail, the female family in the back hall hurriedly sent it out when they heard the news. The whole family sent Zhengde to the sedan chair, and the Imperial Guards guarded him and drove back to the city.

The family felt relieved when they sent the big bird away. The vestibule cup and plate were being cleaned up. Yang Ling, his wife, concubine, Tang Yixian, Cheng Qiyun, came to the flower hall of the back hall for a while and asked someone to make tea. Yang Ling had just sat down pretending to be sitting down, but Tang Yixian and Xuelimei smiled and pushed him out.

Yang Ling smiled and looked at it. Everyone was chatting and having tea in the hall. Then Shi Shi walked towards Adni's residence. It was dark and there was a happy event today, and the lanterns were hung in the yard. At this time, the mourning period of the Empress Dowager had just passed. When the lanterns were changed to red, they felt comfortable when they looked.

As soon as he entered Adni's bedroom, he saw flowers and red candles of dragons and phoenixes and red candles. When the husband came in, he came forward to greet him with a smile. Then he stepped out. Adni sat by the bed, married in a white dress, and looked at Yang Ling sweetly.

Yang Ling closed the door, walked over and sat next to her. He held her hand and smiled, "Do you eat?"

Adni nodded shyly and said, "Well, my mom has prepared snacks, hot porridge, and eaten them."

She gently pulled out her hand, walked to the table, picked up the pot and filled a cup of steaming tea to Yangling. Yangling took it in her hand and saw that the tea was shiny and rosy. It was not like what she saw normally, so she took a sip of curiously. It was not tea at all, but sweet, like a sugar water made of honey.

Yang Ling said in surprise: "Is this honey?"

Adni looked at her husband sweetly and said softly: "Yes, I have to drink this honey water with you every day."

Her eyes were flowing and her voice sweetly: "Honey is a symbol of life, health, and fertility. Within thirty days after our marriage, drink honey water and pray that our lives are as sweet as honey. This is our 'honeymoon'."

Only then did Yang Ling know the source of his honeymoon. He took another sip, put the honey in his mouth, put the cup aside, then hugged Adni's slender waist and greeted him. Adni closed his eyes shyly, and his petal-like plump lips came over. The two of them shared the honey liquid in their mouths, and a pair of bodies gradually lay down on the bed. The red candle was lit high, and his breath was swishing, and it was extremely gentle and soft.

It took a long time...

Yang Ling suddenly sat up and said angrily: "This skirt, how can you untie this skirt?"

Adni was messy and rosy in her face, which made her eyes tempted. But she didn't know what buttons she had to tie the cumbers of the cumbersome skirt, but she couldn't get them away. The buttons were rows, from her chest to the bottom until she held the slender waist.

Adnie took off her skirt in embarrassment, but she couldn't untie it after a long time. The hem of the skirt was supported by iron wire extending upwards from large to small. She lay on the bed like this, with her long and plump legs in black socks making people excited, but she couldn't move.

A pair of newcomers and Adnie's skirt struggled. Emperor Zhengde didn't know how to cut it. The one who was a big gang helped her put it on was so hard that Yang Ling pulled and pulled it, and now it couldn't be opened. The two of them were so busy that they sweated heavily and finally gave up.

After looking at each other with dejected expression for a moment, the two of them couldn't help but laugh and laughed.

Yang Ling stood up suddenly, patted her shoulder and comforted her: "Don't worry, my honey, haha, I have a way!"

Yang Ling turned around and walked away, opened the door and looked around, then flashed into the night. Han Youniang, Gao Wenxin and others chatted in the flower hall for a while and were about to part, but Yang Ling ran in disorganized clothes, and the beauties couldn't help but be surprised.

Yang Ling didn't expect that they had not dispersed yet, so he laughed dryly and said, "Uh... I'll come and look for it... By the way, it's it." Yang Ling's eyes lit up, and he rushed over and picked up the big scissors that cut flowers from the windowsill, gestured twice, and smiled with satisfaction: "Very good, it's late, go to bed soon, I'm going back."

Yang Ling held up the scissors and left. The wives and concubines looked at each other in a long time: On the wedding night, what did he do with big scissors?

Xue Limei rolled her eyes and pulled Tang Yixian's hand and said, "Let's go and have a look, let's see what the master is playing with."

Although Tang Yixian was curious, he listened to such things as the wall... If he heard any shameful movements, how could an unmarried girl have the nerve to meet people? She broke free from her hands in embarrassment and said, "No. I won't go."

Xue Limei is lively by nature and is not afraid of Yang Ling. Since she was pregnant, she is even more confident. She is not afraid of this. After thinking about it, she took Yu Tangchun's hand and said, "Let's go, Yu'er will accompany me!"

The two of them held hands and walked to the door, and Tang Yixian shouted behind him: "Hey. Is there anything fun? Let me tell you back."

Xue Limei raised her nose, snorted, and pulled Yu Tangchun away quickly.

In the bridal chamber, a wedding dress was cut by Yang Ling. Finally, she left Adni's body, and she didn't care about appreciating the stockings, and was pulled down by him in anger. Yang Ling threw away the scissors and breathed out: "Oh my god. It's...it's..."

Yang Ling's eyes were always there, because Yang Ling had not moved. Adni was a little uneasy. She didn't know if her appearance could satisfy her husband. Her slender legs were tucked subconsciously. When she was at sea, her legs were often exposed and turned into malt color. Her strong and round legs looked ivory-like, and she had an indescribable charm.

Yang Ling was awakened by the twisting like a fairy snake. He breathed rapidly, and a charming smile appeared on his handsome face. He quickly took off his shirt and pants, and then he smiled evilly at Adnie, "Adni".

"Hmm?" A gentle tremolo hummed out of the nasal cavity.

"Do you remember that I said to you, a gentleman will whip up his horse? Hehehe, I'm here, Darling!"

After Yang Ling finished speaking, a tiger pounced on the bed and jumped.

"Boom!"

After a while, Adnie got up anxiously: "Dear, what's wrong with you?"

"No...it's okay." Yang Ling gritted his teeth, and fire was almost spurting out of his eyes: "It hurts so much, my knees are all bleeding!"

He looked at the long slinging stockings half hanging down beside the bed, and his expression was crying and tears: "Why did you step on it with one foot?"

Outside, Xuelimei, Yutangchun appeared sneakily at the door, listening to the movements in the room against the door panel.

"Oh, I said it's okay, you're bleeding. Oh my God, what should I do?"

"It's okay, it's okay, don't make a noise. On the wedding night, I made a bloody look. I... can't afford to lose that person."

Xue Limei bit her finger nervously: "Why... why is it the master bleeding? This is so scary!" She glanced at Yu Tangchun, and Yu Tangchun's pretty face was also pale.

In the room, Adni had already picked up the big scissors, cut a few neat cloth tapes with her wedding dress, and quickly bandaged Mr. Yang's knees. In desperation, she didn't care about her own spring scenery and her wonderful appearance was endless.

Yang Ling looked at the sexy beauty, suddenly took her soft and charming body, pulled her up on her body, and said dryly: "Adni, husband, I think it's impossible to get on the horse and whip it, but it's still barely possible to do it. Tonight, I have to let you 'turn over the female slave and sing'."

The same night.

"Chu Yan, don't worry too much. The white-clad bandits suddenly returned to Shandong, and Suqian captured twenty-three large ships across the Yellow River, avoiding the main force of the officers and soldiers in Jiangnan to attack Jinling City, and could only attack unexpectedly. The defense troops in various places would quickly return, and they would definitely use the same trick again if they could not take it down, and use the advantages of quick action to escape again."

Chu Yan rubbed his hands and smiled bitterly, "How can I not worry? Miss, I have handed over your safety to me. Besides, the Duke of the State has already sent an order and will send someone to pick you up north soon. If you make a mistake, the Duke of the State will not have to peel my skin."

Princess Ma Lian'er smiled and blocked her daughter's ear with a blanket, so that she would not be awakened by the shouts of killing outside the city.

Ma Lian'er is still as beautiful as before, but she has a bit of mature atmosphere, her behavior and smiles, and her body exudes a breath of charming charm: "No. Our prince is very kind to the point. He can only strip women of clothes, not skin women."

Chu Yan couldn't help but blush. Although she grew up in a brothel since childhood, she was still a gentleman after all. Ma Lian'er was so joking about her, but she was not easy to touch.

Adni volunteered to escort the firearm north. How could Ma Lianer not understand what she meant? Now there is a clear smell of sourness in these words. This is someone else's housework, so she dare not take the blame.

Ma Lian'er walked to the window, looked at the flashing red light in the sky and the faint sound of cannons, frowned and said, "Yang Hu and Liu Liu can really make trouble. It's okay to wander around, but they dare to attack Jinling. The accompanying capital has heavy troops, and the city is high and the walls are thick, and there are countless cannons. They can fight? I really don't understand what these bandits think."

Chu Yan smiled and said, "Miss, don't underestimate them. I heard that these bandits are very good at kung fu. That is, they suffered a great loss in the land of the Duke under Tai'an City, otherwise they would rarely meet opponents in the northern country. When they reach the Jiangnan River, although it is not conducive to the battle between the large brigades. However, the southern army has fewer combat activities than the northern army and its combat power is weak. They naturally don't take it seriously."

Ma Lian'er nodded with a smile and said, "Would you like to comfort me or comfort yourself? Don't worry. My brother is a guerrilla general at least, with many soldiers and horses under his command. Moreover, his skills on the ground are not weak at the moment, so there will be no trouble."

When Chu Yan heard this, his face became brighter, like a piece of red cloth. His mouth opened and closed a few times, nervously tugging at the collar of his clothes, but he didn't know what to say. Although Ma Ang was a little utilitarian, his martial arts were indeed extraordinary, and he was not afraid of death in the battle. He was transferred to Jinling to Jinling and could not make contributions. He was quite resentful. He had the opportunity to fight this time, and he was complacent.

The gap between Ma Ang and his sister was finally restored, and they reconciled as before. After Ma Lian'er gave birth to a daughter, Ma Ang bought a house in the city to bring her sister. He was easy to take care of, and he also loved his niece very much.

Chu Yan followed Ma Lian'er and often had the opportunity to see this guerrilla general. Chu Yan had picturesque eyebrows, beautiful eyes, red lips, youthful and pretty, a very beautiful woman. Ma Ang fell in love with him at first sight. Ma Ang had outstanding talents and a high-ranking official position. Chu Yan was quite affectionate with him, so although she still treated Ma Lian'er, they actually knew that she would marry into the Ma family and be her sister-in-law sooner or later, and their relationship was naturally extraordinary.

Ma Lian'er took a breath, walked back to the table and picked up the pen, and said with a smile: "War is a man's business, and you are just a hurry to stand there and watch. Come on, let's continue to organize the account book. Jiangnan's business is crucial to that unscrupulous guy. If I go back to Beijing, Sister Cheng and Adni's pair of vixen will definitely not come to Jiangnan again. I guess you and Chu Ling may be taking over by a bigger time. Let's start the work, the boss."

The fire on the top of the city was full of fire. Chu Yan saw that she looked calm and composed, and couldn't help but be convinced. She rushed back to the table, took a book of accounts, and sighed softly: "Miss is well-educated. The Duke of the Kingdom is an unparalleled blessing in the world. All the beautiful women in the world are taken away by the Duke of the Kingdom."

When Ma Lian'er heard her, she couldn't help but bite her pen and was stunned for a while. She remembered that she finally saw the moon brightly. She could go back to Beijing without knowing that she could stay with the guy she hated and loved forever. Her charming eyes couldn't help but bend into a thread of silk thread, and her heart was sweeter than drinking honey.

On the top of the city, artillery fire was in full swing.

The white-clothed army attacked the city wall in turn, and the soldiers dragged their shields, chariots, ladders, and rushed straight down the city with artillery fire. Qian Ning, the governor of the Nanzhen Fusi, and Feng Chengzhi, the eunuch of the Nanjing guard, were all wearing armor and came to the top of the city to supervise the battle. The soldiers were commanded to fight back to death.

The white-clothed army suffered numerous casualties, but there was no progress at present. Although they killed a retaliation first, they suddenly returned to Shandong along the Yellow River. They walked quickly, taking advantage of the opportunity of the fast horses passing the official post to raid Suqian in front of the military information report, captured more than 20 large ships to flow across the Yellow River, and then entered the territory of Jiangsu, avoiding the large number of officers and soldiers displayed on the border of Henan, and attacked Nanjing City in surprise. Unexpectedly, Nanjing City was prepared for a long time.

Zhou Dean, the new deputy general of Nanjing, heard that the White-Clothed Army began to move to the Jiangnan line, so he dug several deep trenches outside Nanjing. As soon as the news of the White-Clothed Army's surprise attack arrived, he immediately led his army out of the city, using chariots, hundreds of tigers to run together arrows, muskets, light cannons and crossbows to meet the enemy at the last trenches.

Yang Hu wore a black blindfold and stared at one eye and was full of murderous aura. He led his subordinates to rush out first. Tens of thousands of white-clothed cavalry were behind him like a flood that broke the dam. He rolled up to the Ming army's position. This was the sixth charge.

"Boom! Boom!" The cannons at the head of Nanjing City roared first, and various weapons of the Ming army were also fired together in front of the trenches of the chariot. When the crossbows, light cannons, muskets, and firearms were densely packed, they were far more effective than crossbows in such melee battles. Rows of white-clothed troops fell down in the roar.

Zhou De'an did have a way of leading troops to fight. He did not passively defend the city, but took the initiative to go out of the city to fight. The guards commanded powerful long-range combat artillery at the top of the city, pouring flowering bullets into the back of the White-Clothed Army, and giving the vanguard to General Zhou. They used the cannons to cut off the continuous offensive of the White-Clothed Army, and rushed to the front to the vanguard. The White-Clothed Army lacked follow-up troops to reinforce, and several deep trenches prevented their horse team from advancing quickly, and could only die in the hands of the officers and soldiers behind the chariot formation.

The soldiers in white were holding wooden boards and carrying trench bridges, and rushed forward desperately under the cover of cavalry, intending to turn the trenches into accessible flat ground to facilitate the cavalry to perform. On the rear position, Liu Liuyan saw that under the command of the invincible Yang Hu, a large number of soldiers were still falling down, and artillery fire filled the smoke. The owner's war horse fled everywhere, and countless casualties were killed and injured on the attacking position. He couldn't help but feel anxious.

Mu Yun stood beside him with a pale face, bent over and coughing constantly. After a long time of breath, he stood up straight. Seeing Liu Liu frowned, he said with ease, "Brother Liu, whether it is to attack the city or seize the trench that the other party has the advantage, it must be filled with human lives. We have no heavy artillery. However, the officers and soldiers are good at defending but not attacking. The Southern Army is particularly timid in fighting, and there are very few war horses. As long as they break through this line of defense, the officers and soldiers behind the chariot formation will definitely be defeated."

Liu Liu sighed and said, "I know, but I feel so nervous when I see so many brothers die in vain."

Mu Yun smiled faintly and didn't say anything. He held the saddle and slapped his waist and coughed again. He didn't know what disease he had suffered these days, but he always coughed continuously. As soon as he tried to make a big effort, he would make his heart feel asthma. He invited many people along the way. When he captured the town, he specially found a famous doctor to treat it. Unfortunately, he could not diagnose it. He prescribed a lot of ground medicine, but it didn't work.

Mu Yun is Li Dali, and his martial arts are extraordinary and beyond his brother Li Dayi. He pretended to be a hunter and sneaked into the white-clothed army, and he has only shown his superficial martial arts, but now it has become real. He said that his luck in practicing martial arts is only a little more powerful, and his heart is as painful as a knife. He can't use his great magical powers, and even his martial arts when he pretended to be a hunter can only be used for three or four points.

But now the white-clothed army is heading south and gradually following everything drawn by the Holy Teachings. Although his force is very weak, he is very trusted by Yang Hu. In this situation, he really can't leave and seek medical treatment seriously.

At the cost of death, the white-clothed army finally broke through the trenches and approached the last chariot array. With such a fast and close attack at close range, the speed of the firearms loading ammunition could not keep up. Mu Yun couldn't help but smile: Immediately, the Ming army will be defeated, and fighting Jinling will be enough to shake half of the south of the Yangtze River. If the Ming soldiers followed the fleeing place and rushed into the city, it would be even more fun.

But his smile suddenly froze. Because the Ming army did not escape. In his eyes, the combat power of the Southern Army was weak, and the Ming army in front of him only relied on the geographical advantage and firearms, and the troops were all infantry. How could they return to the approaching cavalry?

Cavalry has the advantage of speed. They can be robbed and killed repeatedly. It is common for 10,000 iron cavalry to fight against more than 100,000 infantry. During the Chu-Han dispute, Xiang Yu basically wiped out Liu Bang's 400,000 infantry. There are some such cases in history. Who is this Ming army general? Isn't it too stupid?

The Ming army left their bows and firearms and returned, but after only ten feet away, they bowed and picked up the spears that had been placed there. When the Jiangnan fights against the Japanese, they use bamboo spears, soaked in tung oil, and wrapped in hemp ropes. They are tough and light, and the two-foot-long big spears that are hard to break, and are densely rushing back and forth.

If Mu Yun, Liu Liu and others could stand at the top of the building, they would find that the officers and soldiers were in chaos. In fact, it was very regular. Every five or six long spears must be poked at one person from all directions, and at least one of them held a crossbow or a short gun. This was simply a variant of the Zhuang family's mandarin duck formation.

Zhou Dean piled all the soil dug out of the trenches on this land, making it uneven and it was difficult for war horses to exert their power. In addition, the soldiers' fighting style, the white-clothed army that charged immediately fell into a tough battle.

The cannons on the top of the city were still firing at the back of the white-clothed army. At this time, a shout came from the side. Ma Ang waved a long spear and led his cavalry generals to rush over again. They were still spearmen. However, some spearmen used hook and sickle spears, with pointed in front and curved like sickles at the back. They were like sickles. It was obvious that they not only wanted to hit people, but also chopped horse legs.

Under the orders of Ma Ang, some of the soldiers began to destroy the wooden boards of the Haoqiao Bridge, hooked them all into the ditch, and cut off the connection between the white-clothed army and the cavalry advantage of the white-clothed army was in the chariots and the uneven land, and they completely lost their due advantages and became a living target on the horse.

Both sides suffered heavy casualties in this battle, but the white-clothed army obviously suffered more losses. Yang Hu was shot twice, and was poked and blood flowed. A shaking feathered arrow was inserted on his shoulder. He was staggeringly helped Liu Liu. His war horse had been shot to death.

Liu Liuyi held him and said, "Brother Yang, how are you?"
To be continued...