Become the emperor of the Qing Dynasty, Chongzhen!

Chapter 172

Jinan.

In the early Ming Dynasty, Jinan Prefecture was established, which belonged to the Shandong Chief Commissioner. In the ninth year of Hongwu, the provincial government was transferred from Qingzhou Prefecture to Jinan Prefecture. Jinan then became the capital of Shandong.

Now it is also an important pass in the Northern Expedition of the Southern Ming Dynasty.

Only about five hundred miles north from Jinan, the army can reach Beijing.

But right now, let alone the five hundred miles.

After the Qing army arrived in the north of Shandong from Pingyang Mansion in Taiyuan, they quickly repelled the Ming army going north, and then oppressed step by step, repelling the Ming army all the way to Jinan Fucheng.

Nearly [-] Ming troops faced the [-] Qing troops who had divided up and turned a Northern Expedition into a city defense battle.

"Damn. The problem is still those problems."

In the tea shop in Jinan city, You Shoulong couldn't help cursing in a low voice as he looked at the Ming army soldiers in old clothes and few armored strolling through the street.

The other four Jin Yiwei beside him couldn't help frowning.

"Pay arrears, there is no way."

"At the beginning, both His Majesty's Beijing camp owed it, and both His Majesties are the same, so there is no need to send it."

"That's right, at least that Gao Jie and Lin Qingye really want to fight against Jiannu, the soldiers under his command. No wonder they do so much work with so much money."

"It's not just that there's no salary, there's also insufficient armament. The longer you fight, the more you will suffer. The key is that we can't fight."

"Anyway, the elm paper given by His Majesty has already been stuffed into the imperial court. Maybe it can be of some use. Besides, although Gao Jie's character is really not good, he is still good at fighting. The more trenches outside the city are being dug, this Jinan City should still be able to hold on."

"Ugh!"

Sighing angrily, You Shoulong shook his head: "Let's not talk about this anymore! We also read the letter from the prince this morning, who wants to go? De Yan can be said before, the one that the prince entertained has nothing to say, except that you can't run around Nothing else wrong."

"Cough, I personally think that we can take turns."

"hiss"

"That's a damn good idea."

All Jin Yiwei gave the speaker a thumbs up.

Just at this moment, there was a rumbling explosion in the distance.

"It started again."

"I don't know why it's booming, but it can't move."

"There are few Jiannu people, but we have many soldiers. Jiannu suffers in a fight. Let's give yourself courage by blasting two cannonballs."

The existence of trenches greatly prolongs the war.

Faced with this trench, almost all the tactics and battle formations of the Ming and Qing Dynasties instantly became a joke, and even the strategic thinking had to be changed for this trench.

And in a short period of time, they couldn't find an effective way to crack it.

Although the strong and towering city walls were completely destroyed by the power of cannons, they have not gradually withdrawn from the stage of history with the changes of the times.

As a result, the trenches came up at this time.

On the contrary, the city wall directly became an ornament.

Just like Zheng Chenggong's Ministry in Sichuan.

When they first entered Sichuan, they captured Chongqing in the first battle, and then began to gradually invade Chengdu. However, due to the difficulty of the Great Western Army resisting the Kashu Road, they only attacked Neijiang in March.

But from this moment on, Zheng Chenggong could no longer push forward. Instead, he could only switch from offense to defense, and the defense was quite difficult.

The reason.

It was because Zheng Chenggong's previous attack went smoothly, and because many landlords in central Shu heard that the Ming army was coming, so they rushed to revolt to help the Ming army take back Shuzhong.

Then the Great Western Army will not divide the troops and will not suppress the rebellion.

When the rebellion was almost quelled, the main force gathered and began to confront Zheng Chenggong.

If Longwu hadn't given Zheng Chenggong the information about the trenches so that he could learn how to dig trenches, otherwise it's hard to say whether Neijiang can hold on now.

Of course, the reason why the trenches could play their due role in the hands of the Ming army.

The fundamental reason is that Longwu paid him some money.

"Pay! Pay!"

With the sound of cheers, a disgraced soldier suddenly woke up from the trench and looked back. Sure enough, there were a lot of money rat tails swimming in the trench, gathering in one place.

"Sha Huaizhong! Two and a half!"

"Shouldn't it be five taels?"

"Zuo Ling said! Half of this month will be distributed first, and the rest will be distributed together next month!"

"...also."

"Next!"

The soldier who took the payment put the money in his pocket, and immediately got together with the soldiers he knew well to discuss.

"The Qing Dynasty owes the salary anyway."

"I've run out of money. It was said that there would be no three rates. Isn't it open now? Once the ditch opposite is dug, it will take a month to fight the place that was originally lost in the first battle."

"Hey, it's a good thing for me to say. Except when charging, it's safe to hide in this ditch at other times."

After finishing speaking, the soldier touched the money rat tail on his head with some emotion.

It's a pity that this feeling is not the time.

Because far away in Nanjing, a group of people are tinkering with a thing that makes the trench soldiers frightened.

"It's very hot. It's the essence of several jars of wine, plus kerosene and sugar. This bottle is worth a lot of money."

Wang Chengen looked at the raging flames that were constantly burning in the open space, as if thinking of something, he backed away again.

His Majesty's letter said that this thing might explode when it is burned, and although it won't be indestructible after it gets on it, Wang Chengen doesn't want to be burned either.

"How long has it been burning?"

"It's almost a stick of incense."

"It looks like it can burn for a long time. At present, the only disadvantage of this thing is that it is expensive. This can be regarded as a complete loss of thought! Our Ming soldiers can't afford it! Put it out!"

As soon as Wang Chengen waved his hand, several servants beside him began to cover the fire with moist soil prepared in advance.

Just as he was about to turn around and go back to the workshop, an attendant came in from the outer courtyard.

"Master, Xia Wanchun suddenly appeared in the outer courtyard, saying that he wanted to see you."

Wang Chengen was surprised and amused when he heard the old face, chuckled twice and then waved: "Bring it in."

After a moment.

A sturdy young man who looked fourteen or fifteen years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and wearing a pair of loose leather armor rushed in hastily.

"Help me, prince!"

Wang Chengen laughed even happier: "Why, don't call me the old eunuch."

Xia Wanchun's face blushed, then he cupped his hands and bowed solemnly, then got up and said: "My father and my teacher asked Zheng Shuai to send me back by force."

"You are only fourteen, and you haven't finished your studies. Our family sent you there just to let you watch the battlefield, so that you can take on a big responsibility in the future. Who told you to stay there all the time? If you don't come back, your father and Mr. Maozhong are afraid that you will die." You are not trying to join me, but you are going to break into my manor with your sword in hand."

"Can"

"Since you're here, sit down and have a cup of tea, and walk around with our house later, don't worry about the battle, Daming won't collapse in a while."

(End of this chapter)