Dominate the Country

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Qianxun's iron chain sank to the bottom of the river, and a flag fell out of the stone.

Langqi Island has surrendered, and Wu Xiqun has perfectly completed the game of "Army Generals Taking Capture". In the name of his father, he invited Haitan Town Commander-in-Chief Dai Tingdong and South Australia Deputy General Zhang Shen, and chopped off Zhang Shen's head in front of Dai Tingdong, because this Zhang Shen was a bannerman, and there were very few in the navy. The man who met the Manchu Army Banner was born in Xianghuang Banner in Manchuria and had the same ancestor as Yin Jishan. With blood in front of him, Zhang Shen's head in front of him, and a pair of angry eyes protruding from his eye sockets, Dai Tingdong immediately fell asleep.

Next are the battalion officers of each battalion in the army, from deputy generals and staff generals to command officers and garrison officers. These middle and upper-level naval officers seem to be in a bottomless pit. Once they go in, they can never get out.

Ye Xiangde, who was supposed to be swimming in the middle of the Min River, led his troops back to Langqi Island in the middle of the night. The two cooperated and quickly controlled the entire navy. Yang Shijin also proposed a main fleet to block the gate of the Qing navy. The Qing army did not fire any artillery, and countless pairs of eyes watched the main warship blockade the water camp. The Qing army had already handed half of its destiny into the hands of the Fuhan army.

Chen Ming did not arrive at Langqi Island in person, but Yang Shijin, with a fearless attitude, took a single boat and entered the Qing navy camp at Langqi Island after dawn.

"The guilty generals Ye Xiangde and Wu Xiqun have met with the commander-in-chief."

Wu Bida has woken up, but the situation has been decided. What can he do if he beats Wu Xiqun to death? Besides, if Wu Xiqun could do such a thing, the people who were loyal to Wu Bida in Wu Bida's personal camp would have been driven away long ago. Even during the night operation, when these people saw Wu Bida's token presented by Wu Xiqun, they all thought that surrender was what Wu Bida meant. The rice has become a boat, Wu Bida has nothing to do!

"Haha, please get up, please get up quickly." Yang Shijin, with a smile on his face, quickly stepped forward and helped Ye Xiangde and Wu Xiqun up. These two are really great heroes.

With the surrender of the Fujian Qing Navy, the Fuhan Navy not only greatly increased its strength and completely suppressed Zhang Qiu, but also gained a large number of experienced sea veterans. This is the real benefit to the Fuhan Navy. It's their weakest point.

"His Royal Highness Duke Lu is extremely happy that the two of you have abandoned the secret and turned to the bright side. However, the current situation in Fuzhou is very important, and we need to stabilize the hearts and minds of the navy troops, so we cannot invite you to meet in front of the army for the time being..."

Before Yang Shijin finished speaking, Ye Xiangde and Wu Xiqun knelt on the ground with a thud. A series of "dare not" came out in his mouth, and at the same time he really sighed in his heart - Lu Gong is a wise master. If Chen Ming didn't immediately declare his presence to the two of them, this would really reassure them.

The Penghu Navy, which had been entrusted with the important task by Wu Bida, rebelled. The Fuhan Army marched along the official road along the river, holding torches at night, and arrived in front of Tingjiang Town. They launched an attack on Tingjiang Town at dawn. The Penghu Navy warships from Tingjiang Town, which had high hopes, also came, but they were not here to help them, but to help the Fuhan Army fight them.

The huge psychological contrast caused the Qing troops defending Tingjiang Town to suddenly collapse.

When Yang Shijin arrived at the Qing Navy's naval camp on Langqi Island, the leading troops of the Fuhan Army had already passed through Tingjiang Town and rushed towards Mawei.

Yes, this horsetail is the horsetail that many Chinese people remember in later generations, the Fujian Navy station where the entire army was wiped out in that shameful battle. This is a port with a long history. It was opened during the reign of Emperor Guangwu of the Eastern Han Dynasty. In the 10th year of Chenghua of Emperor Xianzong of the Ming Dynasty (1474 AD), the shipping department was moved from Quanzhou to Fuzhou. Ryukyu merchants went to Fuzhou via Mawei one after another. Mawei Port status is even more prominent.

The Minjiang River makes a nearly 90° turn at Mawei, turning from southeast to northeast, and Mawei is the corner.

The Qing army deployed heavy troops in Mawei, real heavy troops. The governor of Fujian, Ening, was personally stationed here, and there were also a thousand Fuzhou flag soldiers led by Fuzhou's deputy capital commander He Gui. The total strength is no less than five thousand. If the Fujian Navy does not rebel and Langqi Island is not broken, it will not be easy for the Fuhan Army to fight from the north bank of the Min River to Fuzhou City.

But now the Fujian Navy has rebelled, and the natural chasm has turned into a thoroughfare. It also dealt an absolute heavy blow to the soul of the Fuzhou Qing army with low morale.

The Qing navy warships entrenched on the Mawei River aimed their guns at the Qing troops defending on the shore, and the Fuhan army also approached.

Ening was heartbroken. "Wu Bida, what a good Wu Bida. I was really blind, and I mistakenly thought that I was a loyal minister." He beat his chest, but regretted that it was too late. The morale of the Qing army was irreparable. The navy surrendered, and the strength of our enemy and ours decreased and increased. , the Qing army, which was already at a disadvantage, became even more weak. The Fuhan Army, which was full of morale, had just reached Mawei and immediately launched a fierce attack.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion.

Chen Ming, who personally accompanied the army, felt that the Qing army's shelling in Mawei Town was "weak". Although he had long seen that the morale of the Mawei Qing army was extremely low, he did not expect to capture this strategically important area with just one or two attacks. But the Qing army's artillery was exhausted, so it gave him new hope!

"Boom boom boom..."

Pan Mancang's ears were filled with the sound of cannons, from the Qing army and the Fuhan army, but his energy was not at all on the sound of the cannons. He led the soldiers behind him to march in separate groups. He felt that the Qing army's cannons had not yet fired. The threat in Head Town is great.

Even though they were already a hundred feet away from the Qing defense line, the Mawei Qing army seemed to fire very few shotguns. This is purely a spiritual feeling!

The Qing navy rebelled. The morale of the Fuzhou defenders was low, so how could the Fu Han army not be greatly boosted? They had an absolute advantage, and when they encountered such a good thing, their high morale could make the Minjiang River burn hot.

The Fu Han army invested a full five teams in this attack, and the troops of the five teams were scattered on a front of three or four miles wide. The artillery of the Qing army on the opposite side changed from iron bullets to shotgun shells. Although the fire did not seem to be strong enough, many soldiers in the attacking Fu Han army still fell to the ground, and the screams were endless.

The wound on Pan Mancang's waist had not healed yet, but the deputy team officer of their team, Shen Yingjie, was more seriously injured and was still lying in the medical camp. He endured the pain and led the troops in this assault.

As an 18-year-old boy, Pan Mancang knew that his age was a big flaw. After all, he was not a child of the three surnames of Chen, Huang, and Gao. The Grand Commander also led the entire army at the age of seventeen or eighteen, but no one would despise him for this. But Pan Mancang could not. Not only did his age make him lack prestige in the team, but even his colleagues in the camp made fun of his age. Pan Mancang was able to use the bayonet in his hand to make the soldiers in the team bow down to him on the training ground, but he couldn't drag the officers of the outside team to fight with bayonets again and again, right?

He really didn't want to continue to hold the rank of "corporal" among a group of sergeants and sergeants. Then he had to fight for military merit! Use real military merit to shut everyone up!

"Speed ​​up, speed up..." Pan Mancang yelled.

Chen Ming, who was in the back, watched the five teams of Fu Han Army, like five sharp arrows, instantly penetrated the positions arranged by the Qing Army outside Mawei, and then, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, killed the front-line Qing Army, which had far more people than himself, and made them flee in panic. Following the fleeing Qing Army, they rushed deeper into Mawei Town.

"Your Highness, I'm afraid we can defeat the enemy in one battle."

Chen Yongsheng's eyes lit up. Before the battle, he could not see the morale of the Qing army was wiped out, but if he could not see the extremely low morale of the Qing army when the battle started, he would not be able to get to his current position.

"Put in the follow-up troops, set up the artillery positions, and raise the flag to the warships on the river, so that they can bombard to the west."

Chen Yongsheng issued a series of command orders, and a large number of Fu Han soldiers followed up. When half an hour passed, the blood tiger flag of the Fu Han army was already flying on the tallest building in Mawei.

Chen Ming just watched with a smile from beginning to end.

"Since you surrendered voluntarily, I will forgive you once. Go down and wait with peace of mind." Chen Ming said to the four officers of the Fuzhou Eight Banners who surrendered voluntarily kneeling at his feet. He had a gentle smile on his face and a friendly tone, which greatly relieved the four officers who closed their eyes and waited for death. No one wants to die if they can live.

The highest-ranking among the four was a deputy commander.

"Don't worry, labor reform is not a sure thing. This governor has never thought of killing all of you."

Only more than 100 of the 1,000 Fuzhou bannermen stationed in Mawei escaped. The deputy governor and Gui died under the cannon. Among the remaining people, more than 500 surrendered with the four people in front of them. Only about 200 people really fought to the death. More than 100 people were captured, and dozens of them were chopped off.

The rebellion of the Fujian Navy made these people completely lose confidence in the future. There was no fighting spirit, and even no resistance consciousness.

"Your Highness, these people really have no spirit." Liu Wu felt that the eyes of the four bannermen military officers were gray.

Chen Ming had a sneer on his lips, "Of course they have no spirit." When these four people chose to surrender, they were ready to close their eyes and wait for death, right? "Let them taste what 'despair' is."

This kind of torment is the most painful torture for people.

Think about the countless Han people who knelt under the bloody swords of the Eight Banners one or two hundred years ago, think about the sadness of the Chinese land in the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China, and the indifference of hundreds of millions of people in the original time and space. Isn't that the helplessness after despair?

China has been paying off its debts to the Qing Dynasty. When Chen Ming traveled through time, the rabbits still couldn't really hold their heads up in the international arena. The most important thing is that the world at that time was completely based on Western laws and Western civilization, and the whole world used the Western calendar. When Chen Ming was a child, he felt strange. Why was it still so cold in February and March? Obviously, summer should be the hottest time of the year, but why is May and June far less hot than July and August? When he knew what the Gregorian calendar was, what the lunar calendar was, and what "orthodoxy" was, he felt that it was the real sadness of China.

But China at that time was powerless to change all this. China cannot close itself off from the outside world, so it can only follow the rules of the West...

"No need to stay in Mawei, continue to advance to Fuzhou."

"Tell the logistics troops to send only simple transport ships to deliver military supplies and ammunition to Mawei Port."

It was just past two in the afternoon, and Chen Ming didn't want to delay any more time. He also felt that with the current morale of the Qing army in Fuzhou, even if the vanguard was less than a brigade, it would not be a problem to drive to the city of Fuzhou.

With a wave of his hand, the vanguard continued to move forward.

As for the subsequent ammunition supply, it can already be taken by water. Only when the brain is flooded will it continue to take the land route. Chen Ming only specifically pointed out that warships should not be sent, only pure transport ships, with the navy of Langqi Island selecting one or two gunboats to accompany. This is also to calm the "hearts" of the surrendered Fujian navy. The troops who just surrendered all have a glass heart that is easily hurt.

E Ning was carried by his personal followers to flee to Fuzhou like a fool. Five thousand Manchu and Han troops completely collapsed in less than an hour. If his long-time attendant had not seen the situation and taken him out of Mawei early on, E Ning might have been trapped.

"We are inferior to Chen Ni in terms of guns, cannons, and armor. But that's not the point. What military equipment did Yan Yingyuan of Jiangyin have that could compare to the imperial army?"

"It mainly depends on morale and military spirit."

"Our army's morale is low and chaotic. Chen Ni only needs to charge with swords and guns, and he will be terrified and flee."

After recovering from his shock, E Ning burst into tears in front of Mingfu. He was completely disappointed with the future of Fuzhou.

"Two days, just two days, the thieves have fought from Lianjiang to the city of Fuzhou. God wants to kill me, God wants to kill me..."

E Ning didn't know that the morale of the army had dropped to such a low state before he went to the army. Not only the Green Camp militia, but also many Eight Banners soldiers had lost their will to fight. How could he have any confidence in the current battle of Fuzhou?

When the Tiandihui army approached Fuzhou and killed outside the city, E Ning was also worried, but at that time he was only afraid that he could not defend Fuzhou. Now he felt that there was no hope of defending Fuzhou. What a big gap there is between them? The pressure like Mount Tai has destroyed his entire mind.

"No wonder, no wonder I repeatedly invited Chen Jie to Fuzhou, but he always made excuses and refused, no wonder..." Mingfu's eyes also shed tears. It turned out that even his generals were not optimistic about resisting the Fu Han army, and they also thought that Fuzhou could not be saved. Mingfu beat his chest violently, and the severe pain and suffocation made him faint.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty. I am incompetent, I am incompetent..."

...

In the Forbidden City.

The night was quiet, and Qianlong suddenly woke up from his sleep, with sweat dripping from his forehead, and his gray hair wetly hanging on his shoulders. He panted in panic, holding his chest with his hands, looking around in panic, until he was sure that he was lying safely in the bedroom, not being caught and tortured to death by Chen Ni, then he breathed a sigh of relief. He had a nightmare, "Those are all fake, fake." He finally calmed down his pounding heart and told himself that it was a nightmare, not reality, and then he realized that his whole body was soaked with sweat.

But Qianlong did not ask the palace maid to help him change his clothes. He lay back on the bed heavily, as if he was lying on the bed after three days and three nights without closing his eyes. He let out a comfortable groan, curled up, but could no longer find a trace of sleep.

The nightmare just now was too terrible.

Emperor Qianlong dreamed that the Fu Han army entered Beijing from Tianjin, and he fled from Beijing to Rehe in a panic, but was caught by Chen Ni's pursuit troops halfway, and all the concubines, princes and grandchildren in the harem were caught. Then, Chen Ni stripped him naked and tied him to a big cross, and asked the most skilled torturer to cut him 3,600 times with a knife.

The first knife of the torturer cut his shoulder, and Qianlong woke up because of the pain of the first knife.

Lying on the bed, his eyes were calm, ferocious, and full of fear. Now Qianlong was like a woman who was frightened and intimidated. His body was so helpless. But the emperor's heart made him completely unacceptable to his dream experience. Tianjin, Tianjin!

When the navy warships of the Fu Han Army went north to Shandong, Tianjin was shaken. The coastal defense issue of Tianjin was also raised very seriously in the court for the first time, and then it was put on the agenda, but the Ministry of Revenue had no money, and Qianlong had no money. And if you want to build a complete set of coastal defense fortifications in Tianjin, the silver is not tens of thousands of taels or hundreds of thousands of taels.

In this regard, Qianlong was helpless. Qianlong, who ascended the throne and ruled the world for 35 years, was helpless.

He was an emperor, but he couldn't turn into gold and silver. He had been suffering from money mania for a year or two.

But as soon as he thought of everything in the dream just now, trembling covered his whole body. Qianlong buried his head deeply in the pillow, and trembled all over for a long time before stopping. It was just because the dream was too vivid and too real. The fate of the bannermen in the dream, his fate, was too miserable.

The Fu Han army landed in Tianjin by sea, the Beijing-Tianjin defenders were defeated, the Eight Banners New Army was defeated, and Beijing was captured effortlessly by the Fu Han army. Hundreds of thousands of bannermen had all their property confiscated and were demoted to hard labor, which was more miserable than dogs. Countless banner women were raped and insulted, just like their ancestors entered the Central Plains.

The Qing Dynasty was forced to move its capital, and Qianlong fled to Rehe with his concubines and ministers, but was caught up by the Fu Han army halfway. Then, then..., there was another good killing. The corpses of the 100,000 or 200,000 bannermen who escaped from Beijing were scattered all over the ground, and the blood flowed like a river...

Trembling and panic filled Qianlong's body. The dream he had was so real. When he thought of the fate of the bannermen in the dream and the rape that the concubines and concubines would suffer, Qianlong shuddered and couldn't stop shaking all over.

As for why Qianlong believed that this dream would come true, otherwise he would not be so scared, because he had no hope for the south...

Tianjin, Tianjin! Tianjin must be guarded.

Money, I must get the money!

Qianlong could no longer sit still, he turned over and sat up from the dragon bed, "Wu Shulai, bring the memorial handed over by Liu Tongxun."

It's time to make up your mind. The Qing Dynasty can no longer delay. Lose the dignity of the Celestial Empire. If you lose it in the west, make up for it in the east!