Emperor Ming Dynasty

Chapter 460
"I am disadvantaged, how can the enemy benefit?"

Zhao Shu's eyes sparkled, and he continued: "Datong is only a few hundred miles away from Beijing, and the three provinces in Henan are also close to Zhili in the north, and the threat to the Qing Dynasty has been established."

"The Qing Dynasty did not have so many troops to deploy defenses. As long as our army takes Shandong and cuts its wings, the city of Beijing will be destroyed without attack."

Speaking of which, Zhao Shu suddenly became excited: "The advantage of Jiannu lies in the strength of the army, but its disadvantage lies in the shortage of troops and it is difficult to defend."

"Even if Shanxi and Henan are defeated, as long as Shandong can break through, it will be enough to overturn the situation in the north."

Hearing this, Zhu Yixi also became a little excited.

At this moment, he suddenly understood that the Battle of Huai'an was like the Battle of Stalingrad in World War II, a turning point in the battlefield between the two armies.

After the Battle of Huai'an, the Manchu and Qing forces shrunk, and the field battles that they thought were superior were no longer invincible.

In this case, the Ming army began to switch from defense to offense.

Shanxi, Henan, and Shandong are blooming on three sides. There is no such thing as in history, where hundreds of thousands of Jiangbei towns were closed on a large scale, and the advantage of insufficient troops was revealed.

In order to protect Beijing, Shanxi must be defended, Shandong must also be guarded, and Henan must be guarded, otherwise the Eight Banners enclosure in North Zhili will be in danger.

As the saying goes, if you stick to it for a long time, you will lose it. As long as one of the three roads succeeds, it is enough for Man Qing to go around.

"In this case, let's go two months in advance and attack in June!"

Considering the traffic situation at this time, whether it is Shanxi or the Weihui Sanfu, it is easy to stay there for a month or two.

And with the red artillery, the time spent on the road is also immeasurable.

After some discussion, the two decided on a policy.

This time, the Beijing camp dispatched 30,000 people to Yanzhou Prefecture to support Li Jizu's strategy in Shandong.

The food stored in the household department went northward on a large scale through the canal for consumption by the army.

And this is exhausting for Jingying.

After returning from a major war, they had to go north again after resting for less than two months. Many wounded were still lying in the hospital, too late to be demobilized.

Jia Yan carried two roast ducks and two jars of wine into the general medical office.

As the first step of becoming an emperor, the people in the general medical office are very proud, and because of the attributes of doctors, they are very arrogant.

"Where are the wounded soldiers from the right wing and left battalion of the Beijing camp?"

After asking about the way, the nurse didn't raise his head: "Go straight ahead, Xuanzi Dingfang."

"Thank you."

Jia Yan poked his head and ran all the way to Xuan Zi Ding's room.

There are five couches in the ward, and beside the couches are wardrobes and water cups, and a wounded soldier is lying on the far left side by the window.

He has a black face, thick arms, his thighs are suspended, his eyes are dull, and he doesn't know what he is thinking.

"Yingzheng, are you alright?"

At this time, the man raised his head, saw Jia Yan's figure, and laughed and cursed for a while: "You kid is willing to come and see me, why, my position is comfortable!"

"Look at what you said." Jia Yan said aggrievedly: "You are honorably wounded, and the position is not good to be empty..."

In the establishment of the Beijing camp, a team of 500 people is set up, 3000 people are set up as the battalion, and [-] people are set up as the coordinator, and the commander is set up.

It can be said that Jia Yan has made great strides forward when he turned from team leader to battalion leader.

Because Yingzheng is the seventh rank, which is equivalent to a magistrate of a county, which means that he has officially entered the rank of officer and can have his own soldiers.

"All right."

Lao Ying was shaking his head, indifferently saying, "You have come to see me today, you have a heart."

"I am a cripple who came back to Nanjing, and you were the first to see me."

"I have been entrusting you to take care of me before, so I should come to see you."

Jia Yan said seriously, put down the roast duck and wine in his hands, then sat on the bed, and said softly:
"Yingzheng, I have already found out that when a veteran like you is injured, there are usually two ways out."

"What way out?"

Lao Yingzheng narrowed his eyes and asked.

"One is to go to the county to serve as a patrol inspector. On weekdays, he leads hundreds of county soldiers to maintain order, and in addition, he drills the militia in autumn and winter."

"The other one will go to the newly established patrol office and be a team leader."

These two official positions are from the seventh rank, and they are also the escape routes arranged for the wounded soldiers after joint discussions between the Governor's Office of the Five Armies, the Chief of Staff, and the cabinet.

After the officers left the army, they naturally went to serve as officials in various yamen, while ordinary soldiers were arranged to go to various counties to serve as village chiefs and other grassroots management.

"I'm going to patrol the yamen!"

Lao Yingzheng suddenly said with a smile: "You are all in Beijing, so naturally I will stay in Beijing."

"You already knew?"

Jia Yan was startled, and suddenly realized: "I can find out, and you can naturally as well."

"As soon as I returned to Nanjing, people from the Military Judiciary Department came over." Lao Ying said leisurely, "One is to honor me with meritorious service points, and the other is to arrange my whereabouts."

"The patrolling yamen was changed from the Wucheng Bingma Division. Although it is said that it has changed from a battalion to a team, the Beijing officials are different after all."

"You always think about it."

Speaking of this, Jia Yan said enviously: "Although I was injured, I can retire in advance. I will stay in the army for ten years!"

According to the new rules, officers above rank and rank must stay in the army for 15 years before they can retire, while ordinary soldiers only need ten years.

Compared with fighting on the front line, he envied Lao Ying more as a junior official, wandering around the capital in a majestic manner.

"Hey, you kid is not satisfied."

Lao Ying was cursing with a smile: "I leave the army early, and I won't be able to live in the house allotted to me. It's a waste of money!"

"Besides, only by serving as a soldier can you make meritorious service, get a title—"

"Our commander, it's not a baron anymore, it's so imposing!"

"Hey!" Jia Yan said dissatisfied: "He is a baron, and he can only be passed on to another generation. What a big deal."

"You don't understand that."

Lao Yingzheng looked as if he hated iron but steel: "Not to mention the annual salary, the baron's mansion built by the imperial court, etc., just say that the baron can recommend his son to study in the Imperial College. How many people can't wait for this?"

"When you are promoted to a marquis, you will no longer be a baron. There will be no succession here! How many generations of wealth!"

At this moment, Jia Yan suddenly felt yearning.

Along the way, the neighbors in the yard congratulated each other.

When he got home, he saw his son, Jia Daihua, was studying seriously, while his daughter was sitting on the ground playing with mud.

The mother-in-law was mending his trousers by the light.

Seeing the quiet and harmonious family, Jia Yan suddenly felt at peace.

"Where did you go with a silver dollar?"

Auntie raised her head, her eyes full of searching.

"I bought two roast ducks, two jars of wine, and went to see my former boss."

Throwing down two silver cents, Jia Yan suddenly realized: "Why is the price so cheap?"

"When the imperial court wins the battle, the food price will fall."

The mother-in-law said: "It only costs half a penny per bucket, which is half the price!"

"This day is getting better and better."

(End of this chapter)