In Zuo Liangyu's opinion, although he had lost to Zhang Xianzhong, it was also a mutual push by the 100,000-level army of both sides.

After the failure, Zuo Liangyu was not as good as before. He had at least 50,000 troops under his command, and at least 20,000 troops.

And what about Zhu Ciying? Three thousand...

Isn't this here to be funny?

Or a cavalry!

As we all know, cavalry is indeed quite awesome on the plains, but that is only on the plains north of the Yellow River.

There is an adjective in Jiangnan, called "Jiangnan Water Town".

In the water town of Jiangnan, three thousand cavalry were used to resist the mixed army of 50,000 water and land?

"This little prince, don't he really think that there is only one terrain in the world, do he? He really thinks he is Temujin and Kublai Khan!"

Thinking of this, Zuo Liangyu couldn't help but laugh at Zhu Cixuan again.

"Okay, okay, since Zhu Cilang only has three thousand soldiers, everyone doesn't have to worry, just push it over slowly." Zuo Liangyu's heart was peaceful and calmly ordered.

The same thing, three thousand cavalry? That’s a big deal!

Zuo Liangyu believes that his side has a great advantage, and just need to slowly pass the way, and he will definitely win!

In fact, it was not just Zuo Liangyu, but also the important officials of the Ming Dynasty in Nanjing.

A meeting is being held in Nanjing.

As the Ministry of Personnel and the Minister of Revenue, Zhang Shenyan was naturally the first to speak: "Your Dukes, now Zuo Liangyu has officially rebelled. He led his troops and horses to come in full force and had the intention to conquer Nanjing in one fell swoop. We were entrusted by the emperor to sit here, and we should recruit troops and defend Nanjing!"

Although Zhang Shenyan's words were passionate, no one responded.

No one is fool, and you know what Nanjing City looks like.

There are no soldiers, but you can't help but keep it!

Zhang Shenyan waited for a while and saw no one responded. He obviously couldn't hold on to his face, so he simply called out: "Shu Lu, you are in charge of the Ministry of War, don't you tell me?"

The Minister of War of Nanjing, Lu Daqi, is a tall and thin man, over fifty years old, with white temples and one hand on his chin and wondering what he was thinking. Zhang Shenyan called him twice before he came to his senses.

Lu Daqi sorted out his thoughts and said lightly: "I am naturally responsible for defending Nanjing. But what about money? What about soldiers? What about armor and weapons? If there are no such things, how can I defend Nanjing?"

Zhang Shenyan was choked directly by Lu Daqi's words.

Money, grain, soldiers, and these things have long been sent to the north by Zhang Shenyan to support the court in battle. There is really nothing in Nanjing.

Zhang Shenyan laughed dryly and said, "Is it true that the situation in the Nanjing treasury is now? Doesn't Lu Shangshu know yet? At the critical moment, as ministers, we must share the worries of the country. We will find a way to overcome these difficulties."

Lu Daqi said oh, and said lightly: "Shangshu Zhang is the Minister of Revenue, and you are in charge of the money. You should send the money to me first, and I will recruit you army immediately."

Zhang Shenyan was obviously a little unhappy and said, "Shu Lu, is it interesting to argue with me here? Now we have to find a way to defend Nanjing!"

Lu Daqi snorted and said coldly: "Don't I want to defend Nanjing? Qian, Bing, you give it to me!"

The atmosphere became dull in an instant.

Seeing this, several other ministers and ministers also looked at their noses and their hearts, and did not intend to participate.

Just as the two were arguing, a hearty laugh suddenly sounded from outside.

"Two, is it fun to quarrel? Do I want me to set up a debate stand for you and you can argue?"

Everyone turned their heads in shock and found a young man strode, followed by a spirited general and a literati who was also energetic.

Everyone may not know the young man and the general, but the people present at the literati were very familiar with him because he was an official in Jiangnan for many years - Shi Kefa!

Since he knew Shi Kefa, the identity of the young man in strong clothes in front of Shi Kefa is naturally about to emerge.

Everyone stood up and saluted: "I have seen Your Highness the Crown Prince!"

Zhu Cilang smiled and nodded, "Okay, everyone, let's sit down."

Zhang Shenyan looked at Zhu Ciyang with hope and said, "His prince's sudden arrival, could it be that he brought an army?"

Zhu Cilang nodded with a smile: "To be honest, Shangshu Zhang said that this time, I did bring a soldier to rescue Nanjing."

Zhu Cixuan went south very quickly. For the sake of confidentiality, he did not even let Nanjing know about the situation on his side.

Why should we keep secrets from Nanjing? Because according to the secret report from the East Factory, it is very likely that someone in Nanjing has secretly colluded with Zuo Liangyu. Zhu Cixuan does not want Zuo Liangyu to know his specific location, so that he can numb Zuo Liangyu and arrive at Nanjing City as fast as possible.

After hearing Zhu Ciyang's words, Zhang Shenyan's face suddenly became full of spirit: "That's great! I wonder if your highness brought tens of thousands of troops this time?"

Although Zhang Shenyan was in Nanjing, he had received many good news from the north over the past year, knowing that his Royal Highness, the Crown Prince of the Ming Dynasty, had great military achievements.

Even a first-class bandit like Li Zicheng can defeat it, so it is naturally not a problem for Zhang Xianzhong, a second-class bandit, to defeated Zuo Liangyu!

The other important officials in Nanjing in the Ming Dynasty thought so, and each of them showed a light of hope.

Zhu Cilang smiled and said, "This time I brought three thousand princes' personal troops, which are specially for the attack on Zuo Liangyu."

Zhang Shenyan listened with a smile at first, but as he listened, he became dumbfounded: "Three, Three Thousand?"

Zhu Cilang nodded with a smile: "Yes."

Zhang Shenyan: "...Your Highness, are you kidding?"

Zhu Ciying looked at Zhang Shenyan seriously: "Shangshu Zhang, do you think this palace is like a person who likes to joke with such things?"

Zhang Shenyan's face was ashamed: "..."

At this moment, Zhang Shenyan finally experienced what despair is!

Three thousand to five thousand, how to fight this?

Nanjing...it's over!

The others obviously thought so, and the originally inspiring atmosphere suddenly became very stagnant, dull, and even faintly felt like a loss of despair.

Some people's eyes flashed, they lowered their heads, and they had already started to think about how to contact Zuo Liangyu quietly.

Zhu Cixuan looked around again, looking at the expressions of the guys in front of him, and couldn't help laughing.
Chapter completed!