Nanming Engineer

Chapter 322
Seeing Wang Huan's grinning mouth swaying in front of his nose, and the pungent smell of gunpowder just brought from the shooting range straight into his nostrils, Xu Erjue's good impression of Wang Huan just now was stimulated There was nothing left, terrified and extremely surprised.

"Master Wang, Master Wang, if you have something to say, say it well, say it well." Xu Erjue thought that Wang Huan had gone crazy. He resisted Wang Huan's enthusiastic bear hug with his hands desperately, and exclaimed: "We are all gentlemen. Gentlemen."

Only then did Wang Huan wake up, and realized that he had lost his composure. He stopped smiling, pulled Xu Erjue to sit down again, picked up the teapot himself, poured him a cup of new tea, and looked at him happily with a smile on his face.

Xu Erjue's heart was bristling, he didn't even dare to touch the cup of tea, and he didn't dare to move while staring at Wang Huan, for fear that the general in charge of the army would go crazy and cut himself off with a knife. There is no reason to go.

Wang Huan didn't know what was going on in his mind, he sat back in his seat after a while, and asked, "Master Xu's grandfather is the Grand Master of Wenyuan Pavilion of the Chongzhen Dynasty, the Taibao of the Crown Prince, and the Grand Master of the Cabinet?"

Xu Erjue was taken aback, nodded involuntarily and said, "That's right, it's the dead ancestor."

He secretly thought, everyone in the court knew about this, why did Wang Huan ask?
Wang Huan was even happier. Looking at Xu Erjue was like looking at a beauty who had taken off her clothes. His eyes were shining brightly. He was inexplicably excited, almost drooling.

Emperor Yongli didn't know what he was doing, so he actually sent this uncle to do the job of delivering letters and news. Who was Xu Erjue?The grandson of Xu Guangqi, the great master of science in the Ming Dynasty, he has received the true inheritance from his grandfather. He was also the mentor of Dai Zi, the master of firearms in the early Qing Dynasty. Although his understanding of firearms is not as good as Bi Maokang, the father of firearms in the late Ming Dynasty, he is still extremely outstanding. .

How can Wang Huan be unhappy if someone who can't be found even through iron shoes is automatically delivered to his door?
And from what Xu Erjue said, he was actually a Yuanwailang of some kind of official department. What does the official department do?The assessment of military generals' merits and demerits has nothing to do with training soldiers and casting cannons. The fat shortage is the fat shortage, and the oil and water are rich, but it should not be the place where Xu Erjue should stay at all.

"Master Xu, since you're here, don't go back in a hurry. I have some things here, which involve guns and firearms. Please give me some pointers." Wang Huan said with a smile, as if he was trying to lure a little girl into the house Goldfish guy.

"This..." Xu Erjue suddenly felt that it was not good. He was going to detain himself. How could it be possible? My family is in Guangdong, so I have to go back.

He was about to refuse, but he saw that Wang Huan had already stood up and walked out casually. As he walked, he said something to the sergeants standing at the door.

"My lord, my lord!" Xu Erjue hurriedly chased him out and shouted loudly, but Wang Huan didn't stop and had already walked out, while the sergeants standing at the door blocked the door with unfriendly expressions.

"Master Xu, let my lord explain it to me, and ask me to wait for my lord to rest." Several hideous sergeants all had fleshy faces, round waists and healthy bodies, and any one of them could use one hand to make Xu Erjue immobile. Although they were all smiling, that smile made Xu Er feel chills all over his body. They kept saying, "Hanzhong has outstanding people and beautiful scenery. Please stop and watch Master Xu. Come here, Master Xu."

Several people rushed forward, placed Xu Erjue in the middle, and left the room, leaving only Xu Erjue's screams echoing in the air.

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Over there, Xu Erjue was forced to stay by Wang Huan, and here Wang Huan had already returned to the meeting hall at the back, calling the generals to discuss matters.

Surrounded by heroes in the hall, almost all the generals of the Kuizhou army have gathered in Hanzhong at this time, the hall is full of gatherings, and the stars are shining.

As usual, there is a huge sand table in the middle, with mud as mountains, stones as cities, and cinnabar as rivers. It roughly represents the terrain of Shaanxi and Shanxi, making it clear at a glance and more intuitive than a simple map. Much more.

Standing on the left and right sides of the sand table were Li Tingyu, Li Dingguo, and Ma Xintian. These three people were all battalion commanders. Wang Huan had already handed over the Fengzi Battalion that he had personally led to Li Dingguo.

Behind the three of them, there are thousands of generals under their command. After the expansion of the army, there are five people in each of the thousand generals. Therefore, there are 20 people in the hall including Wang Huan. The extra one is from the Kuizhou army. General Shadow, Chen Xiang who is in charge of the spy team.

"Everyone, the situation is roughly like this." Wang Huan put down the long pole in his hand. He just used it to point the sand table, and explained Jiang Tuan's current situation anyway, the imperial court's order, and the possible future development of the situation to the people present: "Azig's army has already set off a few days ago, and it will arrive in Shanxi in a short time. The Great Unification War is imminent."

The people gathered in front of the sand table listened carefully, all of them tightened their faces, even the casual and willful people on weekdays were all serious at this moment.

Wang Huan raised his head and looked at the crowd: "Everyone has any ideas, come and listen."

It is the principle that Wang Huan has always adhered to by pooling ideas and gaining ideas from others for his own use.

"Sir, although Datong is solid and Jiang Quan is strong, they cannot withstand the Tatars." The first person to speak was Li Tingyu. In this situation, he had the longest seniority and took the responsibility: "Jiang Quan was the commander-in-chief of Datong in the Ming Dynasty. Three generations of people have been working in Shanxi, and they have deep and intertwined influence. They have many soldiers and generals. They were originally extremely powerful. If they were placed elsewhere, they might have become more powerful. It's a pity that the place where he started his rebellion was in Datong."

He took the long pole in Wang Huan's hand, pointed to the sand table and said, "Please look, my lord, Datong is in the middle of the Nine Sides, where you can control the Yinshan Mountain in the north and Taihang in the south. If you go south along the Pingping official road, you can go straight to Taiyuan. There is a land in the east of the river. If you go directly to the west, you can reach the Zijing Pass in one day, pass the Taihang Mountains, and threaten the North Zhili. If Jiang Tuan is brave enough, he can march against the city of Beijing within five days!"

Li Dingguo, who stood side by side with him, shook his head and said: "No, the Tatars will not let him pass so easily."

Hearing this, Li Tingyu slapped the sand table, shaking the wooden table on which the sand table was set up, and everyone hurriedly stretched out their hands to support it so that the sand table would not fall apart.

Li Tingyu shouted: "Wow! That's why I dare to say that Jiang Yu can't last long. Just think about it, can't Dorgon and the straight mother thief think of it? Such an important place, the Tartars will definitely be desperate To destroy him, the elites of the Eight Banners of the Tartars are basically defending Hebei and Beizhili, with a total of hundreds of thousands. In addition to the Mongols and the Han army, it is estimated that at least nearly 30 elite soldiers are around Beizhili. Guan is the reincarnation of Wu Sheng, and he can't resist it!"

When he mentioned the word "reincarnation", Wang Huan felt guilty for no reason. He secretly glanced at Li Tingyu and found that he just said it casually, so he was relieved.

The rest of the people were immersed in Li Tingyu's words, frowning and thinking.

Ma Xintian's poker face remained calm, and he said calmly: "The Ming Dynasty is in the south, thousands of miles away from Shanxi. Water far away cannot quench the thirst of the people nearby. The only one Jiang Yu can count on is us."

Zu Bian stood at the back and shouted: "Jiang Yu is a villain, unfaithful, disloyal, and untrustworthy to the world. What do you want to do with him? Let him fend for himself!"

Li Yan immediately echoed: "Yes! I think that when Li Zicheng entered Beijing from Shaanxi, if Jiang Guan hadn't fired an arrow or sent a soldier, he would have opened the door and surrendered. The Ming Dynasty would not have been beaten to the capital so soon by the bandits. At your feet, this person has committed a heinous crime. Anyway, at this time, he is only distributing the spoils unevenly and has resentment towards the Tartars, so it is not worth saving him!"

The two were filled with righteous indignation and shouted to leave him alone.

As for Ma Long, Liu Yun, Ma Zuoheng and others, they all knew that these two people were straight-hearted, one-sided, and too one-sided in their thinking, so they all kept silent and looked at Wang Huan and the three battalion generals.

Li Dingguo was silent for a moment, staring at the sand table and pondering for a long time, then raised his head and said: "My lord, Jiang Yu must be saved!"

As soon as these words came out, Zu Bian and Li Yan, who were clamoring, were stunned, and then looked at him angrily, with extremely unhappy expressions.

But Wang Huan nodded, and said happily: "Dingguo, please explain in detail."

Li Dingguo made a long pole with his hand, pointed to the square stone representing Datong and said: "Datong is an important town on the nine borders. Its geography is important. It is located in the heart of the northern region. It is a place that must be saved by the Tartars. Dorgon sent Prince Azig Leading the troops to suppress them personally is the evidence! As Datong has hundreds of thousands of troops, the Tartars must go out to protect their safety. In this way, the center of gravity of the Tartars will move northward, which is a great opportunity for me to counterattack. If you miss this opportunity Once, when the Tartars are free, there will be no similar opportunities."

Ma Xintian and Li Tingyu looked at each other and nodded slowly in agreement.

The Ming Dynasty was attacked from the north to the south by the Qing Dynasty. It was panicking like a lost dog. The army had no fighting spirit and would lose the will to fight. If this continued, it would be a matter of time before the country was destroyed. Although the Kuizhou army was strong, it suffered from being isolated in a corner. If it waited until The world is in the hands of the Qing court. If you think about taking action, it will be too late.

"So, anyway, Jiang Guan is a good time for our army to attack. Meng Qiaofang from Shaanxi is sandwiched between us and Shanxi at this moment. He must be panicking. Henan behind him is empty and has no soldiers. He is caught in civil chaos and cannot extricate himself. There is nothing outside. Waiting for help, without reliable soldiers, taking Shaanxi is as easy as flipping palms, and then whether our army will go to Shanxi to rescue Jiang Yu, or go to Henan to occupy the Central Plains, it is all up to the adults!" Li Dingguo talked eloquently, with a calm demeanor, as if in his heart. With a huge country in his hands, the style of a general is clearly revealed.

Li Tingyu took a deep look at Li Dingguo, then cupped his hands to Wang Huan and said: "My lord, what General Li said is well-founded and well-founded. It is indeed a golden and jade-like word. The general will deeply admire it. I hope your lord will read it for details."

Wang Huan nodded and looked at Ma Xintian.

Ma Xintian gave Wang Huan a blank expression and said only four words: "I agree!"

These three people stood on the same road, and the rest of the chief executives naturally had nothing to say. Everyone whispered to each other, thinking that what Li Dingguo said was right, and it was imperative to send troops to Shanxi.

Zu Bian and Li Yan looked around, and although they were a bit embarrassed, they also felt that what Li Dingguo said was good, so they kept quiet and acquiesced.

Wang Huan was secretly happy. He deliberately asked everyone to discuss it, just to unify their thinking. After all, it is a big taboo to fight far away from his hometown in Sichuan. If the thinking is not unified, it is easy to cause trouble.

"Since everyone thinks we should send troops, then we've decided!" Wang Huan's expression became serious, and he pressed his hands on the sand table, and said in a dignified tone, "Go down and prepare, and go out with our army in three days!"

(End of this chapter)