Cutting over the end of the Ming Dynasty: a dog-leg knife at the beginning

Chapter 984 Life and death are bearish

A round of bright moon hangs in the sky, like a silver moon shining on the earth, the vast plain is silent, as if it has fallen into a deep sleep, and the Sanggan River winds in the plain like a belt, shining with charming waves.A few crows flew among the dead vines and old trees, making noisy calls-if there were more graves, the calls would definitely make people's hairs explode.The owl squats among the trees, and the cat's eyes are also shining with phosphorescence. This thing was once regarded as the incarnation of the God of War in ancient times. The bronze vessel of the owl statue buried with the famous Queen Fuhao was unearthed in the tomb, symbolizing Bravery, but it’s not so mysterious now. After all, it’s just a group of ugly people who catch mice at night and squat on the branches to scare people, and every time they can scare passersby into white Hairy sweat is the most obvious bird to little girls.Now these strange birds started to call again, and their calls were as terrifying as before. This great plain was filled with a depressive and panic atmosphere, and their calls like this again made people tremble with fear!
Under the moonlight, with banners flying and horns running, the two most powerful armies in East Asia were divided into two opposing camps, lined up ten miles apart, facing each other at a distance, and the clusters of bonfires were like scattered on the ground. The sea of ​​stars is magnificent, and as the night gets darker, the bonfires have not decreased, but more and more.This is an effective psychological tactic. When Genghis Khan beat Zamuhe, he asked each soldier to light ten torches, making the entire camp look like a sea of ​​stars. Zamuhe's army was terrified. Wei Zhan was timid, but without accident, Genghis Khan was run over.Now both sides have resorted to psychological tactics, the torches do not cost money, the Qing army wants to bluff, and the Ming army wants to cast doubt, so... work harder.

The Ming army worked in three shifts, two-thirds of the soldiers rested, and one-third of the soldiers were on duty at night, extremely vigilant.On the contrary, their boss, who is reliable in most cases and often not so reliable when it comes to critical moments, is very relaxed. Now he is drinking tea and talking fart with Xue Siming and Zhu Yujian.

Zhu Yujian was called the Son of Heaven, and he also pressed the jade seal from the Queen's hand, but he never wore a dragon robe, and there were not many maids. He either appeared in military uniform as a mascot to boost morale, or in casual clothes and Yang Menglong brags together and does not make drafts.Now he was dressed in military uniform. It seemed that the emperor who had never been on a battlefield had a premonition that there might be a fierce battle tonight, and he had prepared in advance, although it was unlikely that he would be required to go to the battlefield.He raised his teacup and tasted the fragrant and soft tea calmly, and sighed with satisfaction: "The black tea from Jigong Mountain in Xinyang tastes really good!"

Yang Menglong's face was expressionless: "Then what?"

Zhu Yujian was serious: "Can you give me a few catties?"

Yang Menglong was heartbroken: "Boss, you are the emperor now. Can you stop staring at where the tea is good, where the wine is, and where the scenery is good all day long? Can you be a little more pursuing and promising?"

Zhu Yujian shrugged and said helplessly, "I used to be ambitious, but since I met you, my world view has completely collapsed... I realized a long time ago that serious people can't communicate with you at all!"

Xue Siming nodded vigorously, feeling sorry for him: "Your Majesty's words are absolutely true!"

Yang Menglong bared his teeth at Xue Siming: "Xiao Ming, I heard that the military factory has made progress in the research of a new type of rifle. After replacing it with new ammunition, it can shoot faster, farther, and more accurately. Are you not interested in such trivial matters?"

Xue Siming resolutely raised his hand and surrendered: "I admit it, Lord Hou, who is great, bright and correct in most cases, just treat me as a fart just now!"

Yang Menglong snorted: "Xiao Mian, if I can't cure you, I'll call a veterinarian!?"

Zhu Yujian looked at these two people and said with emotion: "You guys, a few years ago, one was a small Qianhu, and the other was a Baihu, which was worse than a Thousand, each with a group of soldiers worse than beggars. We lived a humble life, but now, one has become a feudal official, and the other has become a famous general in the empire, which is famous all over the world. It really makes people feel the magic of their fate!"

Yang Menglong curled his lips: "A few years ago, you were still a vassal king who was trapped in Nanyang and couldn't get out. In the blink of an eye, you became the emperor... Strictly speaking, you are the most amazing encounter!"

Zhu Yujian smiled wryly: "So until now I feel like I'm dreaming."

Yang Menglong said: "Stop dreaming, wake up quickly, after this battle is over, it's time for you to use your strength to govern the world, don't you want to run the country like sleepwalking?"

Zhu Yujian sighed: "I still think it's better to stay in Nanyang and be a vassal king, it's easy."

Yang Menglong threw a peanut over it: "Can you be a little bit promising!"

Zhu Yujian reached out to catch it, threw it into his mouth, and said, "To be honest, I think the system in the Heluo and Huguang areas is very good, and it can be extended to the whole country. All the tasks are handed over to various departments. It is enough to coordinate the various departments, the emperor does not need to exist at all..."

The emotional one is playing crazy, and doesn't want to be restricted by the throne.In these years, he has been doing business, traveled all over the south of the Yangtze River and Beijing, and has not had little contact with businessmen and missionaries from Europe. Knowing that the outside world is very big, he still wants to travel around the world!Moreover, according to the new system formulated by the Heluo Group, the emperor is just a mascot, and it is just a fantasy to make it into a constitution. What's the point of being such an emperor!

Yang Menglong also sighed: "There is no way, the habits of the common people are not so easy to change in a short time, we need a mascot to stabilize people's hearts, and then implement the new system in a relatively gentle way, otherwise the world will be in chaos!"

Zhu Yujian glanced at him: "Then why don't you do it yourself? I think if you want to be the emperor, at least [-]% of the people in the world will cheer loudly!"

Xue Siming said: "Because he is lazy!"

Yang Menglong chuckled: "Xiao Ming, you just need to know some things yourself, you don't need to say it..."

Zhu Yujian looked at the guy who was sitting and didn't sit on the opposite side, and wanted to cry from the bottom of his heart... You said that if every general was as lazy as the bastard opposite, how boring would it be to be an emperor?As for the Taizu, there is no need to get rid of Feng Sheng, Lan Yu, Fu Youde, Li Wenzhong and a large number of founding heroes...

"What are your plans after this battle is over?" Zhu Yujian changed the topic to a more serious one.

Yang Menglong said: "Fight to Liaodong to seize back our territory, and drive all the Jiannu and Mongolian Tatars to the Siberian plains to graze! Then we will clean up the little Japan. These bastards actually dare to send troops to help the Qing army fight We have hair on our backs, if we don’t beat the shit out of them, I think they’ll be clean!”

Zhu Yujian waved his hand and said, "No, no, no, I didn't ask that long-term. I just want to ask, have you never thought about what to do after losing this battle?"

Yang Menglong was very single: "What will we do after we lose this battle? It's easy to handle. We can gather more troops and continue to fight until they call us daddy!"

Zhu Yujian looked at him like a monster: "Your opponent is Huang Taiji, Daming's nightmare! His military strength is several times that of yours, and you never thought that you might be injured or even encounter an accident?"

Yang Menglong said: "What do you think of these idiots? Leading troops to fight, looking down on life and death, if you don't accept it, just do it! If he doesn't accept it, I will do it until he does..."

Before the words were finished, there was a thunder-like roar in the distance, the ground shook slightly, and the cups on the table danced lightly, as if thousands of troops were rushing forward.Immediately afterwards they heard the dull bang of the lightning cannon. The dazzling light penetrated the tent and overwhelmed the candlelight, illuminating the tent of the Chinese army like daylight. Only super local tyrants like the Heluo Xinjun dare to use this kind of equipment as standard equipment.Yang Menglong was unmoved, just looked at the slightly rippling fragrant tea, and said calmly: "Sure enough, the attack was launched overnight, I really guessed it."

Xue Siming grinned grimly: "Okay, I'm in a hurry to reincarnate, I'll help them!" He drank the tea in his cup, got up and gave a simple and powerful military salute to Yang Menglong and Zhu Yujian, and strode out.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

The sharp gunfire of the flintlock gun suddenly sounded, and the scream of the bullets made the scalp numb.Zhu Yujian's complexion changed slightly: "Did you rush to the front of our army so quickly?"

Yang Menglong said: "I'm afraid that someone wrapped the horse's hooves in cotton cloth and sneaked quietly, walked for several miles without anyone noticing, sneaked over and launched an attack suddenly."

Zhu Yujian wanted to get up, but seeing that Yang Menglong's buttocks seemed to have taken root, he didn't intend to move at all, so he had to sit down again and asked curiously: "The Qing army's attack this time must be thunderous, don't you want to command? "

Yang Menglong said: "Go do it, I'm the commander-in-chief of the three armies, why do I have to fight for a job with an army commander?"

The words are straightforward, but Zhu Yujian doesn't even believe in punctuation marks: "To put it bluntly, you are lazy!"

Yang Menglong said sternly: "Your Majesty, you just have to see through some things yourself. It's pointless to tell you!"

Outside, rows of flares rose into the sky, bright as day for several miles around, but the torches of the Ming army camp were extinguished one by one, submerged in darkness, like a stinging giant beast, gazing at it.Under the strong light, the cavalry of the Qing Army brigade flooded the Great Plains like a tide, surging forward. The cavalry in the vanguard were small officers who had followed Nurhachi for two generations or even from the grandfather's generation. They wore the clothes handed down from their ancestors Armored, with the flag rolled up on his back, staring indifferently at the little suns hanging in the sky, he mobilized his horse and trotted towards the Ming army camp.Of course they knew that there were trenches, mines, barbed wire, cannons, and countless muzzles in front of the camp of the Ming army, and any of them could make it difficult for them to move forward, and even caused heavy casualties, but they did not hesitate at all and took their respective troops Going forward bravely, their bodies are clearly covered with the deadly, murderous aura that only dead soldiers can have!
Yang Menglong took life and death lightly, and did it if he refused to accept it, and the Qing army also hoped to defeat Yang Menglong with a big victory. Everyone's thinking is so simple and rude, so there is nothing to say, let's do it!

(End of this chapter)