The night is blank and the sea breeze is howling.

Wang Shouren ordered: "Pour fire oil and burn the mountain!" ”

The mountain is downwind, which can make the fire spread quickly, and the dead branches and leaves have not been picked up for many years, and the fire oil can be quickly burned.

Coco Dong looked nervously at the mountain, and the firelight swallowed the night little by little.

Billowing white smoke fills the mountains and forests.

Even if it was against the direction of the wind, everyone felt unusually choked, and even smoked a little too much to open their eyes.

At this time, on the top of Peng Mountain, the soldiers of Satsuma who were encamped changed their guards and rested.

"Today's urgent news from the royal city is that the Ryukyus and the Japanese have sunk the ship."

"He also killed the eldest prince, and the king asked General Okubo to go back with Wang Shouren's head."

The sentinel was sleepy on the lookout, chatting one after the other.

The fire at the foot of the mountain was blazing, and the thick white smoke surrounded the top of the mountain, choking people who couldn't open their eyes.

"There was a fire! Look at the mountain downhill! ”

There was a rapid sound of gold, and the soldiers came out of the tent.

The fiery red light at the bottom of the mountain surrounds the mountain, and when it encounters the wind, it rises, and it quickly reaches the eyes.

The thick smoke filled the mountains and forests, and it was difficult to distinguish even if there were torches, and it was even more smoky to tears.

The deputy general, Otomo Ryuzao, immediately made a decision and said in a panic: "Where did the fire come from?" Who set the fire! ”

"General Otomo, there is gunpowder in the barracks, and the fire will soon burn up." The soldier said with a sad face.

A large amount of gunpowder was hoarded in the barracks, and when it encountered an open flame, it was bound to explode.

"Retreat to the bottom of the mountain!"

The firearm weighed three stones, and it took several people to work together to carry it down, and there were three fury, all of which were heavy weapons of destruction.

The smoke was so thick that people were so breathless that some soldiers even fell from the mountain.

Wang Shouren raised his monoculars, and under the blowing of the sea breeze, the red fire burned the mountains and forests.

"Half a day's ration per person! An hour later the march. ”

Rush through this pass and attack Okubo non-stop.

When he resets, it will be even more difficult to fight.

Coco Dong didn't know what Wang Shouren was going to do, so he hurriedly issued a military order to distribute dry food.

Holding a broken cake in his hand, looking at the unstoppable fire on the mountain, after eating this mouthful of dry food, it should be almost burned, right?

"Lord Wang, I don't have a map, I don't know what the terrain is behind the pass, so I will send spies to investigate first, and then it's not too late to march."

"No! When the fire reaches the top of the mountain, it rushes over. ”

Wang Shouren held a telescope, like a stone, staring at the top of the mountain endlessly.

It seems to be waiting for an opportunity.

The soldiers knew that there was a fierce battle to be fought, and they devoured it.

An hour later, the flames of the red ground jumped to the top of the mountain, and the line of fire slowly shrank into a point.

"March!"

Five spies explored the way first, followed by the army.

Coco Dong didn't know what Wang Shouren was waiting for, but he was sure that Wang Shouren was waiting for an opportunity.

It's just that Wang Shouren never wants to reveal half a sentence.

The coals that remained warm on the ground were trampled out by the army, and they forced themselves out of a way.

After rushing through the pass, Wang Shouren said to Dong Wen: "Lord Dong led a thousand people to search the mountains and forests, and chased and killed the ambush soldiers on the mountain, they brought firearms and heavy crossbows, they must not go far, and they must not be allowed to return to the barracks." ”

Most of the Ryukyu soldiers had no armor and wore cloth clothes, so they could not defend themselves against heavy crossbows.

Coco Dong knew that the stakes were high: "What about Lord Wang?" ”

"This official and Okubo will fight a decisive battle."

The line of defense of the pass was breached, and the enemy must have been demoralized.

This is when the enemy forces are at their weakest.

At this time, in the large camp of Satsuma country.

Several stone houses made of sea stones were dark and quiet, and even snoring was heard.

"General! Wang Shouren led the army to rush through the pass! ”

There was a rush from inside the room, and the door was opened.

Okubo smiled smugly: "How many people did Ryukyu lose?" ”

"I didn't ...... There is no loss. ”

Okubo pulled out his saber and said angrily in disbelief: "Ben will arrange twenty firearms and one hundred three-pole heavy crossbows, even if I personally rush through the level, I will suffer heavy losses, how is it possible?!" ”

The spout's legs trembled: "General, look at Peng Shan." ”

Okubo turned his head to look at Pengshan on the side, and saw that the fire was raging, stretching for more than ten miles, and it was burning here.

It's a fire attack!

Using the burning of the mountain to drive away the ambush soldiers, this person's strategy is really wonderful.

In the art of war of the Ming Dynasty, the method of fire attack is often used.

But fire attack requires knowing how to determine the direction of the wind.

Okubo was sure that there must be people in the enemy army who could observe the heavens.

"Drum beating!"

The drums beat loudly, and the soldiers climbed out of the barracks one after another and lined up in formation.

Okubo brought 8,000 troops to encircle and suppress Wang Shouren.

Eight thousand troops, mainly infantry, each with a sword in their hands, stared at the mountains in the distance, their sharp blades shining with silver.

…………

The capital, the Metropolitan Procuratorate.

Yan Chengjin looked at the sparse performance of the Yunnan tour according to the imperial history.

Is this going to change the sky?

"Deliver this letter to the ministry, and say that it will be handed over to the ministry."

Jiang Wen carefully took over the music and came to the duty room of the official department.

The civil officials of the Ministry of Officials saw the Imperial History walk in, and were a little vigilant, and the Imperial History rarely came to the Ministry of Officials, and he came to check the discipline of the duty room.

"This is Lord Yan's sparse performance."

Wu Qinghu, a member of the ministry, opened the sparse music suspiciously, and the next moment, jumped up from the chair: "This is to ...... Changing the sky?! ”

Jiang Wen was a little confused, but bowed slightly: "Lord Yan also said that the sparse performance will be handled by the officials." ”

The beard at the corner of Wu Qing's mouth trembled slightly, swallowed back the swear words he was holding, and scolded Yan Chengjin, who was going to be impeached.

With the sparse music in hand, he hurried to another duty room.

Ma Wensheng wore a pair of lenses made by Liangxiang, and he could roughly see the small characters.

"Ma Gong, look at this sparse letter, Yan Chengjin ordered someone to send it."

Ma Wensheng pushed and pushed, looked through it unhurriedly, and stood up suddenly: "This... Here's what to do!! ”

Wu Qing reprimanded: "Yan Chengjin also said that the sparse performance will be handled by the officials. ”

Hmph, although this is a please, it is also a bullet stamp.

It's obviously a matter of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, but this kid shirked again.

Ma Wensheng pondered for a moment, gradually calmed down, tugged into his cuffs, and strode out of the officer's room.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, the cabinet and Jiuqing came to the Fengtian Palace.

The Wu Dynasty is a small dynasty, only the cabinet and the various yamen departments, Yan Chengjin guessed that Ma Wensheng should have seen the sparse performance.

"Your Majesty, the minister has something to play!" Ma Wensheng couldn't wait to be authentic.

Seeing his serious face, Emperor Hongzhi and the cabinet pricked up their ears.

"Min Jue sent back the sparse music, and I want to ask the officials of Shu to be dismissed, more than 1,200 people!"

Emperor Hongzhi's heart chuckled, a little dazed and at a loss, could it be that I had done something wrong again?

The cabinet and other ministers tilted their heads in surprise.

There are only a few officials in Shu, and the large and small prefects, prefectures, and counties, as well as the eunuchs, general soldiers, and governors of various towns, add up to less than 1,000.

It should be added to the officials, otherwise, how could there be so many people.

This is not enough to remove all the officials in Shudi.

What made Emperor Hongzhi and his ministers worried was what had happened to remove so many officials?

Only Yan Chengjin's face was indifferent.

Min Jue is upright, and he recommended him to the southwest as a patrol, and the sparse music that came back will definitely not be selfish.

In ancient times, there was a lot of joy in Shu, and in later generations, there were few people who did not enter Shu, and the old did not go out of Sichuan.

Shu is a paradise on earth!

The style of the officials is naturally very different from that of the capital.

Min Jue acted vigorously and resolutely and went to Shu to inspect and assess, such a leisurely style in his opinion is lazy and dereliction of duty.

But you can't smash other people's jobs, right?

"What happened to make Min Jue like this?" Li Dongyang was puzzled.