Southern Ming, my destiny is too abstract

Chapter 67 If You Don’t Be My Adopted Father, I Will Arrest Your Adopted Son

Hanlong Pass.

Shangshan, He Jinzhong, and Wu Guogui and Ma Ning each took away 20,000 soldiers and horses.

Wu Sangui led an army of 30,000 to confront Zhu Cixuan behind the wooden wall at Hanlong Pass.

A thousand Green Camp soldiers, accompanied by a thousand local chieftains and barbarians, were sent to launch a trial attack on the Great Wall, carrying ladders and under the cover of shield carts.

As Wu Sangui expected, there were such dense shooting holes, and countless deep pits and sharp spikes hidden under the grass and soil.

When they rushed to the wooden wall, half of them were destroyed.

The ladder was hung on the wooden wall, and dozens of Qing soldiers climbed up the wooden wall, but they were also stunned targets.

The wooden wall was more than two meters high, and few people dared to jump down from it.

Jumping from a height of three stories would be fatal, making it easy for the Ming army to finish him off.

"Your Highness, the soldiers here say they can't push down the wood, or even cut it."

Zhu Cixuan's long log wall was at least half a zhang deep into the ground, almost a zhang deep.

The outer layer has pointed wooden stakes, the inner layer is a solid wooden wall, and the gaps are filled with soil and stones.

The Qing army blocked the shooting holes, pulled out the sharp wooden stakes, removed the soil from the gaps, and cut down the wooden walls.

The Ming army could also pull out their swords from the gaps where the soil had fallen.

Wu Yingqi asked, "They're all wood. Can we use fire to attack them?"

"Let the prince know." The commander of Hanlong Pass bowed.

"In Longchuan and Mubang, spring has arrived and the weather has become hot and humid, making it impossible to carry out a fire attack."

"The wooden walls built by Zhu Cixuan were made of teak and ironwood, which are common in Hongshawadi."

"They're all shipbuilding timbers, treated to be very fire-resistant."

"Even with kerosene, it's hard to maintain a continuous momentum."

"We don't have that much kerosene. Right now, we have no other choice but to use the Red Cannon."

Wu Yingqi looked at his father.

Although it was difficult to transport the red cannon from Kunming to Longchuan, my father still had the foresight to transport two.

Wu Sangui shook his head slightly: "Here we can use red cannons. What about Lashio, the capital of Mubang Prefecture, and Ava City?"

"Zhu Cixuan has built such a thick wall here, but there are no preparations over there?"

Wu Sangui knocked on the table and said, "No hurry, wait for Wu Guogui and Ma Ning."

"Send a letter to Zhu Cixuan first to calm him down for a while, and then attack again in two days."

The Ming Dynasty's passes and Great Wall in Liaodong and Liaoxi were no more terrifying than this.

Didn't Dai Qing bypass the Great Wall and approach the capital several times?

It is indeed shocking that Zhu Cixuan was able to surround Longchuan in just over a month.

But Wu Sangui didn't believe that he could still besiege Zhenkangzhou, Mengding and Menggen.

With so much wood, there are so many soldiers.

……

However, Zhu Cixuan did not follow Wu Sangui's plan and remain calm.

After receiving Wu Sangui's letter, he led more than a thousand elite cavalrymen and went directly out of the long wall of the wooden village the next day.

Stay out of the range of bows and muskets.

Without the Emperor's mandate, Zhu Cixuan had no choice but to raise his loud speaker and shout:
"Pingxibo, what are you looking at with a telescope?"

"You haven't seen the Crown Prince of the Ming Dynasty, and you haven't seen me, Zhu Cixuan?"

Zhu Cixuan rode the elephant cart, turned around, avoided the artillery's aim, and kept moving.

"Then take a good look."

"I, Zhu Cixuan, and you are no different from the rest of you. We both have two eyes and two ears, but we don't have three heads and six arms."

Wu Sangui raised the copper megaphone and shouted, "Zhu Cixuan, I know you are just an ordinary member of the Zhu family."

"Have you read the letter I wrote you yesterday? What do you think?"

"Your father, Zhu Youlang, wrote to me a few months ago. He fled over ten times after the three emperors were executed, and he almost died."

"Your father is resting in peace in Hongsha, having already lost the land of Middle-earth that his ancestors had guarded for generations, and he only wants to survive in the hands of the barbarians."

"If you and Li Dingguo withdraw your troops and return to Ava, and cede Mubang Manmo, I will be willing to grant you the land of Hongsha on my behalf, as promised by the Qing Emperor."

Zhu Cixuan sneered as he moved.

That was just after they captured the city of Ava, and he asked Emperor Yongli to write a letter to Wu Sangui to delay his attack.

"Pingxibo, your conditions are good, but mine are even better."

"Not just the Guangxi and Guangdong that were promised before."

"When in Yunnan and Yunnan, my father secretly corresponded with Hong Chengchou, acknowledging him as his father, disrupting the Qing court for my Ming Dynasty and giving him time to recuperate."

"As long as you, Pingxi Bo, withdraw your troops now, I will also be willing to acknowledge you as my adoptive father."

Wu Sangui's heart skipped a beat and he subconsciously glanced at the military supervisor behind him.

Then he turned around and angrily scolded: "It's a lie to confuse the people."

"Hong Jinglie is a loyal and good man of the Qing Dynasty. How could he adopt the false emperor as his adopted son?"

"As for me……"

"The King of Toungoo, Pingdali, had just become your adoptive father when you murdered him. Who else would dare to be your adoptive father?"

Wu Sangui suppressed his anger and said calmly:
"Zhu Cixuan, the Ming Dynasty has been destroyed for seventeen years. Under the rule of the Qing Dynasty, the people of China have once again lived and worked in peace and contentment."

"For the sake of the people, why can't you lay down your weapons and not drag millions of people into war again?"

Zhu Cixuan stopped the elephant cart and looked directly at Wu Sangui on the city wall:
"Live and work in peace and contentment? Do you mean live and work in peace and contentment like pigs and sheep in a pen?"

Wu Sangui pursed his lips and said cruelly:
"Under the rule of your Zhu family, the people toiled like oxen and horses, but in the end, it was all for nothing. You were helpless to overthrow your Zhu Ming dynasty."

"It was not the Qing dynasty that destroyed your Ming Dynasty, but your own people."

Zhu Cixuan interrupted him: "But the common people work like cattle and horses, not like the Eastern Tartars, who become pigs and sheep to be slaughtered at will."

"No Chinese citizen wants to be slaughtered like a pig or sheep."

Zhu Cixuan spoke in a cold and stern voice, calling him by his name:

"Wu Sangui, China will regain its freedom. Even if the whole world is engulfed in flames, I will not hesitate."

Drawing his sword and pointing it at Wu Sangui, Zhu Cixuan continued:

"For three hundred years of the Ming Dynasty, the Thirteen Families, Zheng Yanping, and the people of the world have never forgotten. Even Hong Chengchou has never forgotten the kindness shown to him by the late Emperor Chongzhen."

"Wu Sangui, have you forgotten your family's long history of enjoying official positions and the kindness Emperor Chongzhen showed you?"

"Forgot the late Emperor Chongzhen, and forgot our ancestors of the Ming Dynasty."

"Have you also forgotten that your grandfather and your father were generals of the Ming Dynasty?"

Zhu Cixuan's words were like stone bullets fired from the Red Cannon, hitting Hanlong Pass violently.

Wu Sangui's shoulders trembled slightly. He put down the telescope, his eyes wandering, and for a moment he did not dare to look Zhu Cixuan in the eye.

He originally wanted to use Zhu Youlang's letter to make him upset.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Cixuan's two or three words made him feel confused.

Wu Yingqi said softly, "Father, we can't let Zhu Cixuan continue to disturb people's hearts."

Wu Sangui followed the direction of his second son's finger, and the Qing soldiers on the city wall began to be moved and couldn't help but have a detailed conversation with him.

If the situation was in his favor, this would never happen.

But Zhu Cixuan first pacified Hongshawadi, demonstrating that the Ming Dynasty's mandate was not dead; the Wu Hou relics in Yunnan and Dian were even more misleading.

People's hearts were already in chaos before he came.

If we fail to win this time, people from Yunnan and Yunnan will probably rebel immediately, against the Ming Dynasty.

Feeling the cold gaze of the military supervisor behind him.

Wu Sangui was about to order the artillery fire to drive away Zhu Cixuan.

A burly general beside him suddenly bowed and said, "Your Majesty."

"Let me lead five hundred elite cavalrymen to capture Zhu Cixuan."

Wu Sangui took a closer look.

It was his adopted son, Wang Fuchen, the general who was in charge of the suppression campaign.

He was over seven feet tall, with a fair complexion, a little beard under his chin, and a beard and eyebrows with bags under his eyes.

Because of his similarity to the portrait of the living Wenhou, Ma Yaozi was nicknamed "Living Lu Bu" in addition to his nickname.

He was the bravest among the three armies and his name was passed down through the Qing Dynasty.

In the past, he and Jiang Ge rebelled in Datong and fought against Ajige and Dorgon.

The Eight Banners elite soldiers who had just entered the pass were so skilled in battle that no one dared to stand in their way.

When one man attacked the army, all the soldiers of the Eight Banners Army retreated.

Wu Sangui was very confident in his adopted son: "Minister, Zhu Cixuan is also quite powerful, don't underestimate him."

"If we can't capture him alive, we must drive him back to the wooden wall. We can't let him talk too much here and disrupt our army's morale."

Wang Fuchen smiled confidently, "Don't worry, Your Majesty. Wait a moment, and I will capture Zhu Cixuan and present him to your adoptive father."

He didn't look down on Zhu Cixuan.

What's the big deal about killing those monkey-like Hongsha people?

Smash Li Dingguo away?
It's just a rumor. If Wu Sangui hit him, he could pretend to fly backwards, vomit blood and be injured.

Wu Sangui calmed down a little and raised the telescope again to observe carefully.

The artillery on the top of Hanlong Pass opened fire first, disrupting the Ming army's formation.

Wang Fuchen led 500 cavalrymen and attacked Zhu Cixuan directly.

He took the lead and defeated more than a dozen Ming cavalrymen who wanted to stop him.

A smile appeared on Wu Sangui's lips, as if he had seen Wang Fuchen shoot Zhu Cixuan off the elephant and grab his clothes.

Next breath.

Wu Sangui was stunned with horror, as if he had seen a ghost.

What did Zhu Cixuan do.

A piece of jade knocked down the world's most powerful general.

Even if Li Dingguo cut Nikan into two halves, he might not be able to defeat Wang Fuchen.

Wu Sangui still didn't believe it and focused his eyes on the telescope again.

Wang Fuchen also seemed a little confused.

With a roar, he wanted to jump onto Zhu Cixuan's elephant cart.

The result was another piece of jade.

Wang Fuchen fell to the ground again.

Another piece, another piece.

Wang Fuchen struggled several times but couldn't get off the ground.

The Ming cavalry acted quickly, throwing down ropes and tying up Wang Fuchen tightly in two or three strokes.

……

Zhu Cixuan was sitting on the elephant's back, also a little confused.

Where did this tough guy come from?

99 points of combat power, two points higher than Li Dingguo.

but.

Doesn’t he know that I have a jade sceptre?
(End of this chapter)