Griffin Commander in the Late Ming Dynasty

Huang Taiji thought for a while, looking for a way to break the impasse in his mind. Suddenly, he saw a letter of peace from the Ming Dynasty on his desk, and a plan immediately came to his mind.

Hmm? I can't afford the risk, but if I pass it on, isn't that enough?

So who is the most suitable person to bear this risk? Naturally, it is the wronged Ming Dynasty.

"There is a solution. We just need to find a scapegoat and let them pay for us."

"scapegoat?"

"Let's let Daming fight that damn Jiang Han first. When the fight is almost over, we will attack. By then, Yangzhou will surely be seriously depleted. We will definitely take it down in one fell swoop!"

"Will Ming agree to this?"

Jirgalang was a little hesitant. The Ming people were not fools. You were obviously sending people to die so that you could reap the benefits. How could anyone agree to such a request?

"He will agree. I will give him an offer that he cannot refuse..."

Huang Taiji smiled with a very sinister look.

"Master Yang, Master Yang! I have received a response to the letter I sent to the Tartars asking for peace!"

At Yang Sichang's residence, an official in charge of this matter excitedly came to Yang Sichang with a letter. They had been pushing this matter forward before, and now that they had received a reply, it could be considered a very critical interim result.

"How is it?"

Yang Sichang was still resting at home. He was old now and his energy was not as good as before. He had to rest for a while after handling some affairs. When he suddenly heard the news, he sat up in shock in his dying illness and hurriedly looked at his subordinates.

"I haven't read it yet. I sent it to you, Prime Minister, as soon as possible."

"Okay, okay, quick, quick, pass it over here, pass it over here."

Yang Sichang excitedly took the letter from his subordinate, but soon he could no longer smile.

Seeing the Prime Minister's increasingly dark complexion, the subordinates' originally excited hearts began to become disappointed: "Sir, they didn't agree again?"

Sure enough, it’s not that easy?

“No, they agreed.”

"I agree! Then, why?..."

Why do you still have such a nasty face?

"Of course, it's because peace is conditional. These Tartars don't want money or food now... They want to cooperate with us to encircle and suppress the great thief Jiang Han."

"What? This... This is a good thing, sir. With the help of the Tartars, we can eliminate the Jiang thief. Once the peace talks are completed and the Tartars withdraw, we can directly take back Yangzhou!"

"Good news? This is a death warrant!"

Throwing the letter on the table, Yang Sichang's face looked very ugly: "The so-called elimination of Jiang thieves, I am afraid that our army will have to go to the minefield for them, let our army and Jiang thieves consume each other, and finally the Tartars will pick up the ready-made gains."

"Then, Prime Minister, shall we approve it?"

"I can't say..."

Yang Sichang shook his head. It was clearly written in the letter. If he did not agree, the Qing army would massacre the cities along the way along Northern Zhili. Once they captured a city, they would massacre everyone in it. By then, the Ming Dynasty would be in danger!

It's difficult, too difficult. He can't make such a decision. Let the emperor decide. Anyway, he won't take the blame.

I finished coding last night and slept through it. Forget it, I'll post it today. I'll post another chapter in the evening. 裙1溜8二衣7⑦①溜

Volume 314: Chapter Chapter : Ming people always like to compromise

The news that the Qing army agreed to negotiate peace, but wanted to conduct joint operations with the Ming army, soon reached the ears of the civil and military officials. The Qing army had a good reason. Their people were captured on your land and they needed to be rescued. If they wanted to negotiate peace, then we should rescue them together. These are our emperor’s flesh and blood brothers, beloved relatives and friends. You want to negotiate peace, shouldn’t you be sincere? If you rescue them, everything will be fine. You don’t agree? If you don’t agree, we will punish you! At the court meeting the next day, everyone was talking about it, and the officials had different opinions.

"No, absolutely not! There has never been such a precedent in our Ming Dynasty!"

Many officials' first reaction to hearing this was that it was absurd. Joint action? I'm afraid they would just let the Ming army go up and serve as cannon fodder for you! Being driven by foreign enemies to deal with your own people, there is absolutely no such thing in the world!

"Now is an emergency. We should withdraw the Tartar army as soon as possible. The Ming Dynasty can also take back Yangzhou afterwards. Why should we talk about morality with the rebels?"

Some officials disagreed, believing that such cooperation was not a bad idea at present. After all, if the Tartars got angry, they would massacre the city. The lives of tens of millions of people depended on it. Should they sacrifice Yangzhou or all the people along the way? It was a simple decision.

"FNMDP! You bastard! Did you accept money from the Tartars?"

"Who are you calling rare! Who are you calling rare! (Inhales) Who are you calling rare, huh!?"

"I'm scolding you!!"

"Eat my punch!"

"You dare to hit someone? Damn! Go! Ignore it!"

Both sides insisted on their own opinions and argued fiercely. Soon the conflict escalated and turned into a full-scale fight. It can only be said that gang fights are a part of court meetings and cannot be missed.

"Silence! Silence!!!" Chongzhen ordered the eunuchs in charge of ceremonies to shout to maintain order, while ordering the guards below to pull the people apart. At this time, several old men were hugging each other and dragging to the ground, but these people's ground skills were very poor, and they hugged each other like two gay men making out. The scene was disgusting.

It took a lot of effort to pull apart this group of ministers who were old-fashioned but still stubborn. Chongzhen now had a headache.

"My Lord, this matter must be resolved quickly. The Tartars are not a patient people. If we wait too long, they will start to massacre the city. Thousands of people will suffer a disaster, my Lord."

"My Lord, this is absolutely unacceptable. Since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, there has never been a precedent of cooperating with foreign enemies. If this happens, we will be cursed by future generations in the history books!"

Chongzhen did not say anything, but turned to look at Yang Sichang who had remained silent: "What does the Prime Minister think about this matter? Tell me."

Yang Sichang broke out in a cold sweat. Although Chongzhen said it lightly, Yang Sichang, as the person involved, knew very well that this was a life-threatening question. His answer would determine his future political career and even his life. This was a test of whether he was still on the same side as the emperor. Zhenzi liked to do this kind of thing very much, because in his early years, right after he took office, he was fooled by all kinds of promises, such as the metaverse and franchise stores. He was defrauded of a lot of funds, but in the end, not a single project was successful. Various situations arose later, which made him always suspicious of the ministers. He would also test the ministers close to him more to decide whether he still favored them.

It can only be said that Chongzhen was really unsuitable as an emperor. He worked very hard, but he lacked the most basic quality an emperor needed, which is the ability to check and balance.

He will make great use of anyone he likes, regardless of attacks from other camps. As long as it is the other party's request, he will agree to it. If he doesn't like someone, he will just exile that person at the very least, or kill you on the spot at the worst. This is why many people say that he is moody.

He no longer knows who to trust, and this is the biggest problem Chongzhen faces today.

"I think.... we cannot agree to this. We need to think about this matter carefully..."

Yang Sichang answered slowly, sweating profusely.

"Let's discuss this in the long run? Humph! There is absolutely no room for negotiation on this matter!"

Hearing Chongzhen's unfriendly tone, Yang Sichang's heart skipped a beat, but then he felt relieved.

He felt a pang because his answer did not completely meet the emperor's wishes, and he felt relieved because the general direction was still correct and the emperor obviously had no intention of pursuing the matter.

If you choose the right side to fight, you will be safe from now on.

Chongzhen waved the letter from Huang Taiji in his hand like a piece of toilet paper.

"My father and brother handed the Ming Dynasty to me. As a descendant of the royal family, I was taught from a young age that the Ming Dynasty would not marry off princesses or pay tribute. The emperor would guard the country's gates and the king would die for the country. This is the ancestral precept!!"

"It has been fourteen years since I ascended the throne. I believe that I work diligently and love the people without stopping, because I want to make the Ming Dynasty better again, and make the Ming Dynasty that was harmed by Wei Yan better. However, whether it is bandits, rebels, or pirates, these are the internal affairs of the Ming Dynasty! A bunch of Jian slaves actually want to cooperate with me? Dream on! "

"They are just a bunch of dogs whose spines were broken by thousands of people. They come here to wag their tails and beg for peace. Do you think there is no one left in the Ming Dynasty? I'm going to say this today. As long as I live, no woman in the Ming Dynasty will be married off, and there will never be a day of cooperation with foreign races! He wants to massacre the city? Then come on, do you really think my sword is not sharp?"

"Take my reply back and tell them to go away!"

In the Qing army tent, Huang Taiji was gathering with his brothers. This was the first time in a long time since they entered the Pass, because Ajige was captured alive.

This was a big event, an absolute big event for the Aisin-Gioro family. They were about to lose a fellow brother, and now they had to rescue him. Even Dorgon came out of his Stone City and came here.

"I sent a letter to the Emperor of Ming, asking him to cooperate with us in defeating Jiang Han. The capital has already replied, but he actually refused! That Chongzhen kid deliberately rejected my request because he saw that I was becoming increasingly powerful in Liaodong!"

"Your Majesty, the Emperor of Ming is ungrateful. Why don't we teach them a lesson and just massacre the whole city?"

"I second the proposal!"

"I also second the proposal!"

Several brothers all agreed to teach the Ming emperor a lesson for daring to reject their request, but Dorgon, who was standing by, shook his head and said, "It is unwise to massacre the city at this time."

"Oh? Old Fourteen, what do you think?"

"Fourteen, what evil idea do you have?"

Except when facing the emperor, brothers would address each other as brothers instead of their titles. This was the education given by Manchu mothers. They did not teach books or etiquette, but only taught you Manchu language and brotherly love. The first generation of Manchus would educate their children in this way. Later in the Qing Dynasty, Empress Dowager Xiaozhuang also educated Yongzheng's fifth son in this way. The son she taught was a simple and kind man who was kind to his brothers from the bottom of his heart. This made his life peaceful and smooth. He was loved by his grandmother in the first half of his life, and by his brothers in the second half. Even when nine sons were competing for the throne, no one ever set their sights on the fifth son. Since the death of Empress Dowager Xiaozhuang, the education among the royal family has been mainly Han education.

"They are asking for a high price but paying low. Now these Ming people are very eager to negotiate peace. In order to negotiate peace, as long as we make some requests that are not too excessive, they will agree. The emperor's request has already touched their bottom line. So next, as long as our request is not too excessive, they will carefully consider it. For example, let them pay the ransom for the seventh brother."

Seeing that several brothers were lost in thought after hearing what he said, Dorgon continued, "During this march, Yangzhou has become a place that our army must attack. The hatred of our flesh and blood relatives must be avenged. I believe that the Ming Dynasty will have no reason to refuse this. We can continue to attack Yangzhou and plunder its wealth, and then the Ming Dynasty will pay to redeem our brothers. In this way, we will only lack some cannon fodder, but we will get the money and food for this entry."

"That makes sense! Old Fourteen, you are worthy of being me!"

“That’s a really good idea.”

Huang Taiji, who was sitting in the first seat, also nodded, indicating that Dorgon's idea was acceptable. These Ming people always liked to compromise. If he asked them to join him in eliminating Jiang Han and they refused, and then he demanded compensation and grain, they would say that they could discuss it.

Whether from the perspective of the Ming Dynasty or the Qing army, Yangzhou at this time was like a piece of cake on the table, waiting for them to share.

Volume 315: Chapter Chapter : Scarecrow wants to make big news

A fleet was bypassing Shandong and heading straight into the Yellow Sea, heading towards Shengjing, the capital of the Qing Dynasty.

To be honest, Shengjing was not a good choice as a capital, but for the Jianzhou Jurchens and the Qing Dynasty people who later developed it, it was the southernmost city they could find.

The Little Ice Age did not break out after Chongzhen took office. It was a very long period, spanning several hundred years. When the Little Ice Age began to show obvious signs, it happened to be the period when the Ming Dynasty was established.

At this time, Liaodong was already very cold. The thousands of miles of fertile plains that once appeared even in the north no longer existed. Ice and snow once again covered the northern border, and the weather was getting worse.

For hundreds of years, the Jianzhou Jurchens continued to move southward and eventually multiplied and thrived in Shengjing. Like a cute little loli, they extended a friendly greeting to the Jianzhou Guards of the Ming Dynasty here: Hello, Ming Dynasty.

The land in Liaodong is not suitable for farming. It is only warm for four months a year, and the rest of the time the land is covered with thick snow. If you want to survive in such an environment, you must learn to take the lives of other creatures.

Fish, on the other hand, are a very suitable target for being killed.

The Jianzhou Jurchens were a very adaptable group, or rather, those with poor adaptability had all died out. They made a living by fishing and hunting on this land, and their lives were pretty decent.

However, if you want to achieve some goals that you have never thought of, you have to cooperate with others. The cooperation target of the Jianzhou Jurchens is Mongolia.

In order to get closer to the Mongols and avoid the embarrassing situation where others say we are warriors on horseback and are best at riding and shooting, "Brother, what kind of champion are you?" and you say I am the fishing master champion, the Jurchens even changed their ancestral traditions and regarded riding and shooting as the foundation of their country.

It has to be said that Shengjing is indeed very suitable for fishing. It is surrounded by the sea on three sides, with the Yellow Sea and Bohai Sea on both sides and the Liaodong Bay in the chest. It can be said that every Jurchen is a fishing expert, but their navigation skills are not that good.

The abundant fishery resources provided them with good conditions to catch food without sailing to the deep sea, but it also restricted the development of their shipping industry. Especially when compared with the Ming Dynasty, it was the worst of the worst, so it is better not to mention it.

The reason why Mao Wenlong of Pidao was able to launch successful surprise attacks repeatedly in the rear of the Qing Dynasty was, on the one hand, because Shengjing was surrounded by the sea on three sides and even extended into the sea; on the other hand, the Jurchen navy at that time was really weak.

Since the war with the Ming Dynasty, the residents of the Liaodong coastal areas have been living in fear all day long. Mao Wenlong comes to extort money from them every now and then, making them miserable.

Now things are finally getting better. With the death of Mao Wenlong and the fact that Korea has become a vassal of the Qing Dynasty, everything is getting better. No one has to worry about being robbed when they go out anymore and they can finally live a peaceful life. However, they will soon find out that they were too happy too early.

This Northern Expedition fleet consisted of two large ships, ten small ships, a galleon in the lead, a brig in the middle as the center, and Zheng He's treasure ship at the rear, which was very stable.

The galleon is truly a treasure of the current era. It is huge in size, fast in speed, and has strong ability to withstand wind and waves at sea. It is the Rolls-Royce of sea voyages, which greatly reduces the adverse reactions of many sailors after their first voyage.

There are many things to pay attention to when sailing on the sea. The Yellow Sea and the Bohai Sea are not comparable to any other large lakes. Now is summer, and it is also the period when typhoons and subtropical highs at sea are constantly fighting each other. This also causes the wind and waves to be quite rough during the voyage, causing many sailors who are sailing for the first time to suffer from very severe seasickness and vomit violently.

Sailing on the sea is quite difficult. Direction identification, resource allocation, and even psychological counseling for the sailors are all issues that require great attention. In this closed space, all the soldiers can only rely on each other, so this is also a channel for them to quickly build closer relationships.

The primary target of this fleet is the naval camp located in Lushun, which is the core of all the naval forces of the Qing army and a force that Huang Taiji once spent a lot of money to train. Although it is useless, at least they are useless.

Wrong, at least they are expensive. If we destroy this place first, we can destroy all the Qing army's means of maritime checks and balances. From then on, the entire Shengjing coast will be at my disposal and I can go wherever I want.

This wave, this wave is a surprise attack on Pearl Harbor!

There was no shelter on the sea, but the news that a fleet suddenly appeared on the endless horizon shocked the Qing navy.

"Is that a fleet? It should be a fleet, right?"

"It is indeed a fleet, and it seems to be the ships of the red-haired foreigners."

The characteristics of the red-haired foreigners' ships are very obvious. They are all pointed-bottomed ships, and the style of the hull is completely different from that of the Ming Dynasty, so they are easy to identify.

"The red-haired barbarian's ship? Why did the red-haired barbarian spread the news here?"

While several people were at a loss as to how to get out, the big ship at the beginning turned around and lay across the sea.

"Platoon leader, there seems to be something wrong with that red-haired foreigner's boat..."

Several soldiers obviously found that there was something wrong with the big ship. The ship was standing sideways, which was obviously a posture for bombardment. But we are so far away, and we have no grudges with Hong Chou in the past or present. What right does he have to do this?

清军编制和明军不同，他们不是卫所制，而是以镇来划分，每镇兵员为12500—12600人。每镇辖步兵两协（每协4038人）、马标（1117人）、炮标（1836人）、工兵营（667人）、辎重营（764人）军乐队（51人）。每协辖两标，每标2005人。每标辖3营，每营659人。营分4队、每队三排、每排三棚、每棚14人。实际编制可能会有所出入，但差距不会很大。

"Oh no! Damn red-haired barbarians! Enemy attack!!!"

The experienced platoon leader knew what the opposing ship was thinking and immediately began to issue warnings to the surroundings. However, it was still a little too late.

By the time the Galen completed its turn, preparations for the attack had already been completed.

"There are 321 large and small ships at the port docks. Three rounds of artillery coverage, Goliath, underwater blasting, don't give them a chance to attack."

Although the warning arrows and bells had already sounded, the Steel Lions and Jaguars on the ship had already started the first round of firing, and the fierce artillery fire covered the navy dock like a storm.

"Their target is our ship!!!"

The captain of the navy had bloodshot eyes and his voice broke due to excessive excitement. Since they had not been given any combat orders from their superiors, they only needed to prepare for battle in the camp. However, everyone in the navy camp knew that they had nothing to do with this battle, so they only did some routine drills. The warships anchored in the port had only a few guards guarding them and had no protection at all.