Emperor Ming Dynasty

Chapter 423 Surprise and Massacre
With the opinions of his staff, the emperor swaggered to the former enemy's Marshal's mansion, calmly said:
"The battle situation is stalemate. Li Jingwu wrote a letter. Many parties were defeated. The soldiers at the bottom are afraid of the enemy like tigers, and their morale has plummeted. If the words continue, I am afraid that the army will collapse without a fight."

Regarding this, Zhao Shu took a step forward and agreed: "Your Majesty, most of the troops in Huaibei come from the four towns in Jiangbei. Although the old and weak are eliminated, they are not the army of Yuan Cong for many years."

The emperor nodded.

Starting from the brainwashing at Dasan Pass, in three or four years, the Beijing camp and its soldiers had a much stronger will than other armies.

Obviously, when formulating the strategy, everyone is still a bit on paper, ignoring the difference in the source of troops and the reason for morale.

After all, it is not as good as the iron and steel army of the later generations, and it can retreat more than 20,000 miles. Today's army retreats hundreds of miles without collapsing, which is already considered amazing.

"However, according to the established strategy, only after the morale, supplies, and vigor of the slaves are exhausted can they fight. I'm afraid it's not the time yet."

Lu Daqi raised his head, showing some disapproval.

This statement also makes sense. From Huai'an to Yangzhou, there are more than 300 miles, and if you persist, if you spend more points, you will have more chances of winning.

And I didn't say anything, the so-called elites of the four towns in Jiangbei, even the important officials of the court looked down on them at all.

Unruly, disobedient, poor military discipline and other issues, the Military Judiciary has already confided in full detail.

In just a few months, it is obvious that these people have not been safely tamed, even if soldiers from Sichuan and Hubei are mixed.

Therefore, even if these soldiers and horses are lost, everyone here will not feel distressed.

The emperor waved his hand, showing a serious expression: "I think Man Qing stayed in Shanyang for many days, and he was quite puzzled."

"I'm also thinking about it in every possible way, thinking of two possibilities."

"Either the Manchu Qing's logistics were insufficient, so that morale was exhausted and the offensive dropped sharply, or it was another conspiracy to make great achievements in one fell swoop and raid Yangzhou."

wow-

At the end, everyone was startled and stood up hastily, with ugly expressions on their faces.

"As for the matter of the Manchu baggage, I will ask people to inquire in many ways to find out the truth."

Zhao Shu hurriedly said, "As for the raid on Yangzhou, Yangzhou—"

He raised his head, looked at the emperor's fair face and bright red dragon robe, and said solemnly:
"Your Majesty's safety involves the country and the country. We must pay close attention to it. Any slight possibility must be considered thoroughly."

"After all, Jianu is so bold that he might really do such a dangerous thing."

"Your Majesty, the Beijing camp is loosely located outside the four gates of Yangzhou. It is not a problem to defend the city, but there are many ships on the canal. Once captured, the consequences will be disastrous..."

Lu Daqi also saw the weak point at a glance, or the fatal point.

In any case, the safety of the emperor must be guaranteed.

As long as the emperor is besieged, the fortress soldiers along the canal will surely go south to serve the king, thus creating a situation where the door is wide open.

Therefore, the safety of Yangzhou is not important, as long as the emperor can escape from Yangzhou in time, and the key to escape lies in the ship.

"Go make arrangements!"

I was worried for a while, but in the face of Zhao Shu and others' pleading and unquestionable seriousness, the emperor still accepted the interview.

"On both sides of the canal, in the east and west of Yangzhou City, we must focus on it."

Zhao Shu raised his head and suggested: "In addition, Yangzhou City must implement a forbidden city to prevent spies from opening the gates and revealing the truth."

"Can--"

Zhu Yixi nodded, this is a routine operation.

"Just in case, His Majesty can go to the canal now—"

Zhang Shenyan finally found an opportunity and solemnly suggested.

"Jiannu has many tricks, and may have already approached Yangzhou City, looking for an opportunity to attack."

"Going out of the city at this time, isn't it showing flaws to Jiannu?"

Zhu Yixi shook his head, and pointed out the key point of this sentence in one mouthful: "Up to now, Yangzhou City is relatively safe. Even if it is a surprise attack, most of them are cavalry. How could it be possible to drag the cannon in red!"

"Besides, this is just a possibility, not necessarily true."

As he spoke, he smiled, and the atmosphere instantly thawed.

Only then did the ministers realize that they were scaring themselves.

However, the measures to close the city have finally been implemented.

Only one hour a day is allowed to come and go, and it is necessary for food and clothing. Ordinary visits to relatives and friends are not allowed to go in and out.

And on the next day, Hauge, who had been traveling for four days, also came to Yangzhou Mansion exhausted.

Just like Huai'an Mansion, Yangzhou Mansion is also solidified and cleared. Many people were forced to migrate, leaving less than [-]% of them, which can be described as extremely desolate.

The horseshoes were tied with cloth, and the horses' heads were put on biting bits, while the cavalry, holding their breath, ate and drank on the horses, marching without complaint.

Hauge didn't say a word, he gritted his teeth and looked straight ahead.

This opportunity was something he had fought hard for, and it was also a chance for him to change his destiny.

In his opinion, the reason why Dorgon far surpassed the kings and controlled the real power of the Qing Dynasty was because of his great military exploits.

And when he captured Emperor Ming alive, not to mention being equal to Dorgon, at least no one dared to touch him.

It is even more impossible to abolish the title.

"How far is it from Yangzhou City?"

He raised his head and asked the captured guide.

"There are more than 30 miles."

The man trembled.

"Crack-"

A knife ended his life, and Hauge roared: "Boys, rest where you are, and set off in the middle of the night."

Originally, Hauge was going to charge straight with the exhausted army, but considering that Yangzhou was sparsely populated and there were many troops around the emperor, it was better to be safe, such as a night attack.

late at night.

Jia Yan led more than a hundred people under his command and began to patrol the night along the ten miles around the barracks.

"Head, let's go around here. It's already dawn. Jianu is still in Huai'an. Shall we rest for a while?"

The team deputy at the side dragged his spear and said quite tiredly.

"You boy, Xiu Mu went to the city yesterday, and his legs are weak, right?"

Jia Yan snorted coldly: "It's better to walk a little bit every day than to fight. Isn't that enough?"

"Besides, the Military Judiciary Department has been conducting spot checks recently. If something happens, you won't be able to bear the responsibility."

As he spoke, he straightened his pockets, and said, "Cheer up, I'll treat you to a drink while you're resting and taking a bath!"

"Okay, thank you head—"

The soldiers were instantly refreshed, and the hard work of staying up late seemed to be forgotten.

After walking half a circle, Jia Yan suddenly had a stomachache, and he shouted: "Go slowly, I will reward the Lord of the Land first."

"Head, slow down!"

The deputy captain greeted him, and seeing Jia Yan submerged in the grass, he took his brothers for a walk.

Playing leisurely and leisurely, I am in a happy mood.

Suddenly, a rush of horseshoes sounded, and the ground began to tremble slightly.

"Where did the cavalry come from?"

Jia Yan got up excitedly, and it broke in two in an instant, and his crotch sank.

"What the heck."

He randomly grabbed the frosty withered grass around him and wiped it, then shook his pants again, and just as he raised his head, he heard a tragic sound of slaughter.

The instinct to survive made him bow his head unconsciously.

(End of this chapter)