Qianlong: Qing Dynasty?What about my Daqing?

Chapter 72 Expels the Tartars and restores China. 【Seek full order】

The atmosphere of the decisive battle permeated the suburbs of Guangzhou.

Of course, Fukang'an also felt this atmosphere.

He felt a little uneasy.

The Ming army on the opposite side was different from all the opponents he had encountered before.

When it comes to being brave and not afraid of death, he doesn't feel much.

However, the new tactics formed by the Ming army relying on new weapons emerged in an endless stream, making it hard to guard against.

Especially when the other party throws explosive bombs like they don't want money, Fukang'an is even more worried.

Fukang'an had calculated in his mind that according to the Ming army's style of play, the consumption of gunpowder was simply unimaginable.

With the production capacity in Guangdong, it is almost impossible to support such a consumption of gunpowder.

So Ni Ming, why is he so rich?

In the final analysis, this war is still about money and food.

Shunming controlled Nanyang, took West Borneo, and gained the Annan Xishan Dynasty as a vassal.

There is no shortage of people, money, and food.

It can be said that the conditions are much better than when the Qing Dynasty started in Liaodong.

Thinking of this, Fukang'an became even more uneasy.

This decisive battle was originally the scene that Fukang'an was looking forward to.

The Ming army had few soldiers and wanted to attack the fortifications of the Qing army.

It sounds like there is nothing wrong with it.

As usual.

The Qing army had an absolute advantage in military strength and strong fortifications to rely on.

Don't say win.

There is still a chance of a draw.

And as long as the two sides fought a tug-of-war in Huangpu, then the Qing Dynasty could rely on its absolute superiority in national strength, and use manpower to consume Ni Ming's [-] pawns.

Rationally, Fukang'an felt that there was no problem, and he was sure.

But the uneasiness in his heart still reminded him to be prepared to lose this game.

"Let Guangzhou General Shande and Guangdong Governor Guo Shixun get ready to evacuate the family members of the Bannermen to Zhaoqing Mansion"

Fukang'an wrote a personal letter, confessing that a confidant secretly entered Guangzhou City, so that the Governor of Guangdong and the General of Guangzhou, the two top and second leaders in Guangzhou City, should be prepared.

If Guangzhou does not defend, it can only retreat to Zhaoqing Mansion, relying on Guangxi and confronting Shun Ming with Zhaoqing Mansion as the frontier.

Under such circumstances, the women, children, old and weak of the Eight Banners cannot be allowed to fall into the enemy's hands-this is a blow to the morale of the civil and military officials in Guangdong, Guangxi and Guangxi.

Except for a few confidantes.

No one knew that Fukang'an had already made plans for defeat.

He even gathered thousands of Eight Banners cavalry, and at the same time gathered all the horses of the army to the Eight Banners side.

In Fukang'an's view, the tens of thousands of Guangdong green camps are not as valuable as these thousands of Eight Banners soldiers.

Once nothing can be done, these thousands of Eight Banners soldiers who have passed through the battle are the foundation of the Qing Dynasty-Fu Kang'an mentioned it in his memorial to Qianlong.

"The anti-Ming propagandism that "Chinese learning is the foundation, and Western learning is for application" is actually sinister. The Qing Dynasty has always been based on the Eight Banners."

I took my mind back.

Fukang'an led people to inspect the barracks, and then returned to his tent.

But he couldn't fall asleep no matter what - the clamor from the Ming army on the opposite side continued until Sangan on the moon.

Listen to the cries of "Long Live the Ming Dynasty".

Where can Fukang'an sleep?

Even waited until there was no movement from the Ming army.

He also tossed and turned with his eyes open.

do not know when.

Fukangan finally fell asleep, and he had a dream.

I dreamed that soldiers of the Ming army in red uniforms carrying the Sun and Moon flag set foot on the city of Beijing, and all the disciples of the Eight Banners in the city were dragged outside Beijing and beheaded. The ground was stained red with blood, and the screams lingered in Fukang'an's mind .

wow.

When Fukang'an suddenly woke up from his sleep.

All he heard was the sound of "Dangdang Dangdang" gongs.

"What's going on? What's going on?!"

Fukangan ran out in a hurry.

"Marshal, there is movement from Shunming! They are leaving the camp!"

"Out of camp?"

Fukang'an climbed into the observation car, took the binoculars handed over from left and right, and looked forward.

All I saw was the sound of rumbling footsteps coming from the barracks of the Ming army.

Teams of soldiers of the Ming army came out of the barracks one by one.

They lined up in the open space in front of the barracks, forming three rows of horizontal lines.

at the same time.

There were also artillery carts pulled by buffaloes and mules rumbling out.

The thickness of the barrel covered with canvas cannot be seen, but the length of the barrel is enough to make Fukang'an frown - this is a weapon that the Ming army has not used before.

This kind of large artillery is also available in the Qing army.

But Fukang'an knew that if there were no accidents with the artillery of the Ming army, what they fired would be flower bombs!

Heavy artillery was used.

It is clear.

The Ming army is going to fight an upright decisive battle! !
Fukang'an took a deep breath.

"Decree, guard according to the army stronghold, don't move rashly!"

Building a strong camp and adopting a defensive position is a strategy that has been determined before that.

Although Fukang'an planned to let the Ming army meet in front of the Qing army's hard stronghold before that, he would be bloody.

But when the Ming army really came out in full force.

When it's time to attack aggressively.

That feeling of uneasiness once again plunged Fukang'an into anxiety.

He held up the binoculars and stared at the Ming army formation in front of him.

"Why are you so elite?"

The morning sun shines through the fog on the river, caressing the river bank with hazy warmth.

After a while, the warmth of the sun turned to scorching heat.

"Fortunately, it's only March now. If we wait until May and June to send troops, the weather alone will be unbearable."

Zhu Daohua held a cattail fan and frowned as he looked at the sun hanging in the sky.

"Your Majesty, the weather is pretty good now. Guangdong won't be too hot in March."

Gu Song who was at the side said.

"The key is how to defeat the [-] Qing troops!"

Gu Song stared at the tortoise-like army camp on the Qing side.

"Don't worry, they can't stop it."

Zhu Daohua looked at the city of Guangzhou.

"This one is a win. Fukang'an lost when he thought he was qualified for a decisive battle. The key is how much he can win."

Zhu Daohua said.

Gu Song shook the cattail fan in his hand, pondered for a moment and said: "This one should at least get the Guangzhou government, Zhaoqing government, Huizhou government, Shaozhou government, Jiaying Prefecture, and Chaozhou government! Drive the power of the Qing court to Luoding Prefecture West!"

These houses are in hand.

Basically, it is more than half of Guangdong.

The scope of the current Guangzhou government is very large.

Including most of Qingyuan, Dongguan, Zhongshan, Zhuhai, and Buddha in later generations.

The same is true for Zhaoqing Prefecture. In addition to Duanzhou and Gaoyao, Sanshui, Gaoming, and Yangjiang are also under the jurisdiction of Zhaoqing Prefecture.

"We must eliminate as much as possible the troops in Fukang'an's hands!"

Zhu Daohua took a deep breath.

The decisive battle is about to begin.

It's a big gamble.

Zhu Daohua invested all his army here.

The Qing army also concentrated troops from several southern provinces.

It can be said that this game was won, and Zhu Daohua could even swallow the jujube whole, directly swallowing the provinces of Guangdong, Guangxi, Fujian, Jiangxi, Hunan, Guizhou, and Yunnan.

But Boss Zhu has no such plan.

Because he really can't have so many cadres in his hands, and what he wants to build will not be a traditional Chinese feudal empire-although Zhu Daohua holds the banner of restoring Ming Dynasty, he is actually the founder of the country.

and so.

The rules from him are the so-called ancestral law.

this rule.

It's about to stand up.

Lay the foundation.

Otherwise, if his rebellion this time is just to establish another feudal empire that is not much different from the Qing Dynasty.

What's the point?

Take down Guangdong, lay a solid foundation, establish a system, train cadres, train the army, and develop industries.

This is not the work of two or three years.

How can we guide the whole of China into the era of industrialization?
"This battle is to take all of Guangdong!"

Zhu Daohua got on his horse and rode out of the camp.

Three Army Infantry Brigades, a Jaeger Company, a Howitzer Battalion, and a Large-Caliber Mortar Battalion.

A wide front is presented.

Long-range firepower that had not been used before.

It was prepared for this decisive battle—otherwise, when Yang Liufang led three thousand green battalion soldiers to challenge, a round of heavy artillery bombardment would be enough.

Just that way.

Don't you want to scare Fukang'an away?
If Fukang'an is determined to run away.

Zhu Daohua really couldn't keep him.

All the preparations are to give Fukang'an the illusion of "I can hold on".

Let him put all the chips in his hand on the battlefield.

just now.

Fukang'an is already a stud.

It's time for the Ming army to show their hole cards!
Tatata!
The sound of neat steps shook the river bank.

The people on the south bank who watched the excitement across the Pearl River dared not show their atmosphere.

"It's too tidy, too."

"Such a soldier, how can the loose body of the green battalion compare?"

"The destiny is coming to an end!"

"The Tartars still have the Eight Banners"

"The Eight Banners are so elite?"

"Not sure, but isn't it said that the Eight Banners are invincible?"

"Now the Ming army is invincible."

Rows of troops stood solemnly.

Even ordinary people who don't understand battle formations can see the overwhelming aura in it.

Not to mention the triad leaders of the Tiandihui who are still hesitating.

"The elite of the Ming army is unmatched by the Tartars!"

"The Tartars must be dead, how can those bastards from the green battalion fight against such elites?"

"Let's not talk about the Green Camp, the Eight Banners in Guangzhou are not good either, they may be worse than the Green Camp."

"Yeah, yeah, just those uncles walking birds in ladder cages, can they fight?"

"Hey, if the Tartars don't call the Beijing Eight Banners here, I'm afraid the whole south will change color."

During the discussion, these triad leaders glanced at each other.

The smart ones have already started planning to go back and pull the head
"Ming Wang's army, can it be considered elite?"

In the other direction on the South Bank.

Luo Jiangong looked at the representatives of Gao Yaowu, Sanshui Chen and Xiangshan Ye with a smile.

The representatives of the three families were shocked. Just as they were about to say something, Luo Jiangong waved his hand: "There is no need to say anything now. You will know when the fight starts." '

"By that time. You people should also know who to follow is the right path."

Luo Jiangong didn't look at the representatives of the three families, but focused on the battlefield on the other side of the river.

If according to his idea.

King Ming was still too benevolent.

Conquering the world in all dynasties is not just about killing people.

A wealthy family like this should have been wiped out as much as possible, and all the land resources they had mastered should be confiscated.

In this way, the foundation of the new dynasty will be stable.

Fukang'an's face sank like water.

In fact, since the confrontation between the two sides.

Small-scale contact and fighting between the two sides.

But more is the confrontation between some elites of the green battalion and the hunters of the Ming army.

Such a majestic formation has never been seen before.

So Fukang'an felt that something was wrong after seeing the Ming army formation.

"Yun Song, you said that the army against Ming has only trained for less than a year?"

Fukang'an called Lin Guoliang's name.

Although Lin Guoliang lost the battle in Borneo.

But he is one of the few generals in the Qing army who had direct contact with the Ming army.

It is barely "knowledgeable".

So Fukang'an transferred him to his side to listen to him.

Hearing Fukang'an's question, Lin Guoliang knelt down and responded: "Commander, the Niming army is more elite than before, and it has only been training for less than a year to achieve such an effect. It can be seen that the method of Niming soldiers training must be effective." Merit."

Liu Guangliang added from the side: "Commander, Zhu Daohua, the leader of the rebels against the Ming Dynasty, has three hundred old brothers. He traveled with him in the countries of Europe for five years, and received long-term training in the best military academy in Europe."

"There is also the Army and Naval Academy of Suiming, all of which are trained according to the standardized officer training manual." Vicente has been to Batam Island, and he also has some knowledge.

"I also read the officer training manual. It's nothing more than Qi Shaobao's [Actual Records of Military Training] and [Ji Xiao's New Book] methods of the previous dynasty. There is nothing unusual." Sun Qijiao said.

Fukang'an did not take over.

But think in your heart.

This method may only be used on the Eight Banners.

On the surface, Guochao is a family of Manchus and Hans, but Fukang'an, as a high-ranking member of the Eight Banners, of course knows that from the emperor to the iron hat kings of the Eight Banners, the strings of defense against the Han are all tightly stretched.

This method of using standardized training to train soldiers and officers into almost the same mold, if it is used in the green battalion, how can the Qing court use it with confidence?

but
There are only three hundred old thieves in Naiming.

The newly trained ones are not as good as these 300 in any way.

In other words, these ten thousand elite soldiers are the most elite and the most available for Ni Ming, and it will be difficult to expand the army in the future to have such elite soldiers—the general will have the courage to fight.

Without good generals, how to get good soldiers?
Fortunately, only three hundred
But if let him get Guangdong.

These three hundred old thieves may become three thousand, thirty thousand
At that time, how will Guochao respond?

The number of people in the Eight Banners is too small.

If you take the Eight Banners as your generals and the green battalion as your soldiers
Thinking of this, Fukang'an thought of several issues of [Ta Kung Pao], [Sun Moon News], and [Da Ming Army and Navy Recruits Drill Code] that he had sent to Beijing.

"After this battle, the imperial court will also train a new army!"

The method of "eight banner generals and green battalion soldiers" that Fukang'an pondered over, the more he thought about it, the more foolish he felt.

However, the current urgent need is to win this battle first!
"Superior Commander, the head of the bandit Niming has come out!"

Fukang'an hurriedly took a closer look.

Only a few cavalry appeared in front of the Ming army formation.

Looking through the binoculars, in front of him was a young man wearing a crown jade head, a brocade robe, and a ridiculously tall war horse under his crotch.

"That's Zhu Daohua, the King of Adversity and Pseudo-Ming." This was the first time Fukang'an had seen Zhu Daohua.

The slender eyes shifted from Zhu Daohua's body to several rides behind Zhu Daohua.

The two riders in the middle are holding the king of Ming Dynasty and a flag of the same brightness of the sun and the moon.

And several riders on the outside are raising their cards.

There are eight square signs in total.

Write one word on each.

"Expel the Tartars and restore China."

Fukang'an's face darkened.

Just now.

Zhu Daohua rode his horse and walked slowly in front of every line of Ming troops.

"Long live! Long live King Ming!!"

The cheers one after another shook the hearts of the high-level Qing army from Fukang'an and down.

The morale of the Ming army on the opposite side is so high that it is ridiculous
The sound of long live one after another quickly fell, but followed by more than 1 people shouting in unison.

"Expel the Tartars! Restore China!"

"Expel the Tartars! Restore China!"

"Expel the Tartars! Restore China!"

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