Dominate the Country

Not to mention how Emperor Qianlong and the Manchu princes and ministers reacted after Liu Yong's death was reported to Beijing, let's just say that Liu Tongxun, the "benchmark" of Han ministers in the Qianlong Dynasty, fainted immediately after hearing the news of the death of his eldest son. Liu Tongxun has three sons. The second and third sons are both very good. There are also successors in the grandchildren, but the eldest son Liu Yong is the one he likes the most, and now...

The entire city of Beijing fell silent, and the "notoriety" of the secret camp became even more despicable, shameless and unbearable in the mouths of countless Eight Banners disciples and Han officials. It cast a shadow over the upcoming Qianlong and his mother's Qianqiu Christmas. But none of this will hinder Yancheng's southward army.

On the ninth day after the incident, the army marching south received an express message from Beijing. The Manchu Qing Dynasty posthumously awarded Liu Yong the title of second-grade governor, cavalry captain and cloud cavalry captain. He was given the posthumous title Wenqing and his spiritual throne was placed in the Zhaozhong Temple. . Special temples were built for him in Shandong and Jiangsu. Such generous treatment caused quite a stir within the Qing army that went south.

The imperial court gave him a high honor.

The Qing army stayed in Yancheng for another four days, and then the cavalry went south, and the troops and ships slowly followed, all the way to Taizhou.

Chen Ming didn't even bother to pay attention to the secret camp's Northern Bureau's arrangements for Niu Gulu's Qianqiu Festival. He didn't ask anyone to block the Salt River. Chen Ming didn't want to fight a protracted war in Jiangbei. Although Huang Jie He once proposed to block the Salt River to slow down the progress of the Qing army, and then quickly attack the south of the Yangtze River with elite troops. This was a very good proposal, and Chen Ming was very moved for a moment. But in the end he rejected it.

The main force of the Fuhan Army was growing in morale, and Chen Ming was afraid that sudden mobilizations and battles would destroy this momentum. Although intellectually speaking, breaking the Qing army in Jiangnan is something that can boost military morale. But after much thought, Chen Ming still rejected this very good proposal.

The Fuhan Army is constantly eating meat these days, including pigs, sheep, cattle, chickens, ducks, geese, fatty fish and bacon, it can be said that there is food every day. The soldiers all ate with mouths full of oil, and the intensity of training also increased little by little. This is just like the training before the start of a new season for football teams in later generations. High-intensity training with high military morale will only restore the soldiers' condition to a more perfect state, rather than exhausting themselves and turning them into a tired army. .

Previously in Huai'an, Chen Ming wanted to train like this, but after only two days, he found that the morale of the team dropped sharply, which scared him and stopped quickly. Now the situation has turned 180°. The morale of the army is getting higher and higher with practice. Even the fighting will that is still a little fluttering has stabilized after a few days of practice.

"Grand Governor, Feng Sheng'e's army has already moved south. From Yancheng to Hai'an Town, and then from Hai'an Town to Taizhou, it is only three hundred miles. The Qing army will arrive in six or seven days at the fastest, or nine or ten days at the slowest time."

"Pass the news on. The whole army must be mentally prepared." Chen Ming leaned back in his chair and played with a pair of green jade walnuts in his hand, which he found among the jewelry presented by Qing Jiang. Chen Ming likes this kind of small gadget very much. It doesn't matter what the quality of the jade is, as long as it catches his eye.

"Take the training to another level and tell the soldiers, five days. The governor only needs five days. After five days, they will be given a holiday." Chen Ming had already stood up while speaking, and he walked out of the room in a few steps. Autumn's The climate in Taizhou is still very pleasant. The big trees in the courtyard have turned golden, and the fallen leaves are swept down by the wind.

The autumn harvest has passed.

This year's autumn harvest is a bumper harvest in Hunan, Sichuan, Zhejiang, Guangdong and other places. Shaanxi, Shanxi and Zhili also have a good harvest. Even the harvest in the areas south of the Yangtze River in Hubei is also very good, but the harvest in the north of the Yangtze River is not so good. So done. In central and southern Jiangxi, the harvest is also good. But without Jiangsu, Henan, Shandong, Fujian and other provinces, the average Qing Dynasty autumn tax suddenly dropped below the level.

"If we win this battle..." Chen Ming will lead his team to take down Suzhou, and then attack Hangzhou. If he can win the best, it won't be a big deal if he can't. Anyway, if the Battle of Northern Jiangsu is won, the Fuhan Army will not have to worry about the enemy from the north throughout the winter. The territory in the south of the Yangtze River was secured, and we did not plan to occupy it for a long time. Once the team reached Hangzhou Bay, we could have direct contact with the Zhang and Zheng families from the sea. We would send them hundreds of cannons by then. The stronger these people are, the stronger they will be. The harder it is for the Manchus to suppress the Qing Dynasty, the more beneficial it will be for the Restoration of Han Army.

And the Fuhan Army can also get a large amount of sulfur from their hands. In the next year, the large army will return to the middle reaches of the Yangtze River to capture Hubei, connect southwest Henan, and capture Hanzhong in the west...

Chen Ming sketched out the grand strategy for next year in his mind again and again. If everything goes well, by this time next year, the Fuhan Army will already be a behemoth occupying southern Henan, Hubei, one part of Shaanxi, one part of Jiangxi, and one part of Anhui. . Chen Ming felt uncontrollably happy and cheerful. When the time comes to hold an imperial examination, win over the local scholars, no matter how many people come to participate, you can always express your feelings. Just like the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom back then, that bunch of grass-roots teams, Hong Xiuquan was brainless on one side and smashed the Confucius Temple, but on the other side he opened the imperial examination? He was also very ahead of his time in creating a female audition. And those scholars also came to take the exam, and they didn't seem to see the smashed Confucius Temple. So, what China lacks is people who want to be officials.

"Grand Governor, there is new news from the secret camp. Zhou Peixun is ill..."

Liu Wufeng ran up to Chen Ming and said excitedly. Zhou Peixun is sick, Zhou Peixun is sick, this guy is sick at the right time. If he is ill, Shandong Lianyong will be completely disrupted.

"What about Shandong Lianyong?"

"According to the bribed officers in the secret camp, Feng Sheng'e and Wang Jintai have reached an agreement, and the entire Shandong Lianyong has been divided up..."

"Divided up, how do you say that?"

"It's just divided into many parts and distributed to various Manchu and Han soldiers."

Chen Ming sneered, "They are still cannon fodder."

"How is their morale now?"

"It's extremely low. I heard that people are escaping every day."

"Then tell everyone this news, the Qing army and ourselves."

For the Qing army, this is very unlucky; against the Fu Han army, this will make the high morale even higher. Even including Chen Ming himself, he suddenly felt an unprecedented confidence in his heart.

Nearly 10,000 Shandong Lianyong, even if the combat effectiveness is a little worse, it won't be much worse than the Green Camp, right? Now that they have been divided up like this, can they still save 10% of their 100% strength? I'm afraid that it's not only Ding Yong who is in a panic, but also the leader Lian Zong, and even the officials behind Lian Zong.

This Shandong army is no longer a nine-headed snake, but nine real snakes. Nine snakes that have been hit hard on their vital points.

The autumn wind blows, and the autumn leaves fall.

The leaves fall to the ground one by one, with the unique charm of gold, rendering the harvest of the earth.

Cool air, golden leaves, unique scenery of autumn, unique charm of autumn.

Sow a grain of millet in spring, harvest ten thousand seeds in autumn. This is the harvest season, I hope the Fu Han Army can also usher in a rich harvest in late autumn.

Chen Ming has been looking at the treetops in the courtyard, but he doesn't know where his eyes are focused, and the two jade walnuts in his palms are spinning.

One by one, the instructions were issued from the heart of the Fu Han Army. When the camps were eating at noon, true or false news and rumors were all over the sky. This is like a ladle of oil, making the burning morale of the Fu Han Army even more vigorous.

As for whether the Qing army is really like this, who would still worry about it?

Just like the Qing army going south has been spreading the word that the Fu Han army has no fighting spirit and is as timid as a mouse, many Qing soldiers really believe it. This is a truth.

The Qing army going south is like a long dragon playing in the Yunyan River. Feng Sheng'e's boat is very conspicuous. It is said that this is a special imperial boat made by Emperor Qianlong for his trip to the south of the Yangtze River. It is more than 17 meters long, two stories high, and can carry one or two hundred people. It is as safe as flat ground on the water. At this moment, the left and right sides of the boat are full of Goshha, and the windows are mostly covered with curtains. The Qing army is very cautious against the snipers of the Fu Han army. Although no outsiders are allowed to walk around within a distance of ten miles from the Yunyan River, what about the tunnels?

Yancheng has suffered a big loss once, so they must learn from their mistakes.

The cabin is covered with thick blankets, and people walking on them will not make a sound. Feng Sheng'e was still wearing a yellow jacket, his head buried in his desk. He had to deal with countless things in the operation of the army, and even if there were things to deal with, he had to be informed.

In terms of busy military affairs, Feng Sheng'e was not as busy as Chen Ming, but he was not much behind. Because the internal affairs of the Qing army were constantly fighting and strife, Feng Sheng'e's official duties were greatly enriched to a certain extent. The musket battalion and the new army, the musket soldiers and the cavalry, the banner soldiers and the Han soldiers, the various departments of the Han soldiers in the sky, the Zhili Green Camp and the Shandong Green Camp, the Green Camp and the training soldiers..., there were too many things every day.

After Liu Yong died, Shandong training soldiers became a big cake without an owner, and everyone wanted to pounce on it and take a bite. Feng Sheng'e first asked Zhou Peixun to give some advice to the Shandong training soldiers, but now it seems like a joke. Zhou Peixun could not replace Liu Yong at all. There was still the Kong family's hidden hand in that Shandong training soldier, and Feng Sheng'e's own prestige among the training soldiers was not as high as he imagined. So, don't blame him for being ruthless to the Lianyong.

Fortunately, this trouble is finally over. The Manchu and Han armies divided up the huge Shandong Lianyong like a cake. In the past few days, I don't know how many Lianyong leaders and the officials behind them have reported illness.

"General, we have captured another 80 escaped Dingyong."

"How much has the total number of each unit decreased?"

"More than 150 people, report 120 people."

Feng Sheng'e leaned back in his chair, and a trace of fatigue flashed across his resolute face. "Follow the old rules. The leader will be executed, and the rest will be sent to the Death Battalion." He paused slightly:

"There is no need to report this kind of thing in the future. Just follow this rule. Let the soldiers and leaders of each battalion and the militia leaders keep an eye on it and keep their eyes open." Because among the people who fled, there were not only Lianyong, but also Green Camp soldiers. The Eight Banners soldiers did not flee, and they were sick.

"Hey!"

On the bank of the Yunyan River, eight Shandong men were pressed to their knees by the Qing soldiers. Behind each stood an executioner holding a ghost-head knife. With an order, eight beams of light flashed against the autumn sun, and eight heads fell to the ground. Whether it was the horse infantry walking on the shore, or the civilians and gunners on the boat, they were all used to it.

Ever since the chaos of the Shandong Lianyong, Lianyong had been deserting one after another. As long as they were captured by the Qing army, at the beginning, all of them would die and beheaded. Fernandez, Blanco and other Portuguese who had been squatting on the boat repeatedly drew the cross on their chests and silently said: "God bless!"

Then the number of killings decreased, and then there was a battalion called the Death Battalion in the sequence of the Qing army heading south.

To this day, no one can remember how many deserters were beheaded by the Qing soldiers, but the size of the Death Squadron is expanding at a visible speed. It is said that there are almost 1,500 people. It is not a problem to gather 2,000 people before the war...