Chapter 50: The Rat
The excavation of the trench itself was not too difficult, and soon the soldiers dug an improvised trench under Zhu Youlang's instructions.
Artillery shells are already limited, and of course Zhu Youlang will not really bombard them with artillery.
Fortunately, he only explained the principle of the trench once, and Wen Anzhi suddenly realized.
Unlike other civil servants who did not care about the war, Wen Anzhi was very concerned about marching and fighting.
Maybe this has something to do with Nanming's precarious situation.
The soldiers also had a happy look on their faces, and no one knew better than them the power of the artillery on the battlefield.
Often, dozens or hundreds of people were killed or wounded in a single shot.
Without any cover, flesh and blood are completely unable to withstand this kind of damage!
But with the trenches it was different, the soldiers could hide in the trenches to avoid the shelling of the eastern captives, and then use the interval between the firing to move forward.
After all, every time the Hongyi cannon fires a cannon, it needs to cool the barrel with cold water, and wait until the temperature drops before continuing to fire the cannon.
Moreover, the solid shells of the eastern captives were helpless in the face of the trenches, and could not cause casualties at all.
The front-loading smoothbore guns of the Ming army did not have so many requirements, and the interval between firing guns was also shorter.
And the fragments of the howitzer explosion may injure the soldiers in the trenches.
It's a pity that Dongyu doesn't have such a sharp killing weapon.
Zhu Youlang thought that he would have to explain a lot, but he never thought that Wen Anzhi's ability to accept new things was so strong.
It is said that the ancients were rigid and inflexible. Now it seems that it is simply.
After all, no one has really gotten along with the ancients, and they all make inferences from the words of historical classics.
How can the conclusions drawn in this way be accurate.
Zhu Youlang was very excited.
Since Wen Anzhi and the soldiers can accept the trenches, there shouldn't be much of a problem with the fortress, right?
As a director of a private museum based in Europe, Zhu Youlang is no stranger to Western-style fortresses.
The actual combat effect of the fortress is very huge, and the construction of some fortresses in key areas can effectively stop the advance of the enemy's army, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is an iron wall.
Of course, this will have to wait for the Ming army to take Chongqing before planning.
At the moment, the top priority is to take Chongqing first.
Zhu Youlang immediately returned to the palace and ordered Han Miao, the attendant, to draft a holy decree, which was copied and sent to the thirteen houses in Kuidong.
The decree specifies the duties of each family and the specific time for joining forces.
The ideal state is that Zhu Youlang personally led the army and the thirteen tribes to arrive at the city of Chongqing.
Zhu Youlang did not like to engage in any plans to divide troops, and if he could defeat the enemy in one fell swoop, he would do his best to not give the enemy a chance to breathe.
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Chongqing City, Governor Yamen.
Gao Minzhan, the governor of Sichuan in the Qing court, convened the generals to discuss the matter together.
There was no more laughter and laughter in the flower hall, and Gao Minzhan and the generals all looked serious.
"Benfu summoned you here today for the sake of the thief."
Gao Minzhan glanced at the generals and said in a deep voice: "Benfu has just received news that Zhu Youlang, the puppet lord of the Ming Dynasty, has arrived in Fengjie and is planning to attack Chongqing. ”
As soon as these words came out, everyone was talking about it.
"Fuzun, how many people did the puppet Ming lord bring?"
It was Wang Mingde, the chief soldier, who spoke.
As Gao Minzhan's confidant, Wang Mingde is naturally anxious about Gao Minzhan.
The last time Wen'an gathered the thirteen families of Kuidong to attack Chongqing, Governor Gao was almost so frightened that he abandoned the city and fled, but he gave up thanks to his desperate persuasion.
Wang Mingde was afraid that Governor Gao would not be able to hold his breath this time, so he thought of running away again.
Although the green mountains are left, I am not afraid of no firewood.
But it depends on what the situation is.
Chongqing is an important town, and it is the only stronghold of the Qing army in Sichuan, if Chongqing is lost, and it is lost without a fight, then Gao Minzhan has ten heads and has to be cut off by the Qing court.
Not to mention Li Guoying, Gao Minzhan's backstage, even Hong Chengchou, the five provinces, can't protect him.
As Gao Minzhan's henchman, Wang Mingde is bound to be implicated.
For his own future, he also had to persuade Gao Minzhan.
"How could this Ben Fu know the exact number. But there are definitely tens of thousands. ”
Gao Minzhan said with some displeasure.
"There's nothing to be afraid of."
Wang Mingde gave Gao Min Zhan courage and said: "We can hold it once and hold it a second time, and the thief is nothing more than a three-plate axe." ”
"But this time there is Li Dingguo in commanding the troops."
Gao Minzhan sighed.
"Shhh
Everyone gasped.
The name Li Dingguo is too loud.
Not to mention the two famous kings, the battle of Kunming also beat Wu Sangui and abandoned his armor and fled.
If it weren't for Wu Sangui's fast running, I'm afraid he would have confessed.
Such a very capable general actually came to Fengjie?
But if you think about it carefully, it is not difficult to understand, even the puppet emperor of the Ming Dynasty is here, how can Li Dingguo, who is the puppet king of Jin, not come?
Li Dingguo is here, so it's a bit of trouble...
After all, this person's name is too loud, and the soldiers trembled when they heard Li Dingguo's name.
Wang Mingde didn't think that with his flickering, he could make the soldiers fearless of death.
Except for his own soldiers and family members, most of the rest of the soldiers can only fight with the wind.
In the face of Li Dingguo's elite, let them wave their flags and shout.
It would be wishful thinking to expect them to charge.
"Fuzun, do you need to inform the Governor about this?"
Tan Hong, who had been silent, spoke up.
As a general, he should have said less and done more, but now that it is a matter of life and death, Tan Hong really can't help it.
"The Governor is too far away, and the water is far away to quench the thirst of the near."
Gao Minzhan sighed and said, "Besides, the Governor doesn't have too many soldiers in his hands. Even if he wanted to help, it would be difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice. ”
Li Guoying is Gao Minzhan's benefactor, how could Gao Minzhan not think of Li Guoying?
It's just because he knows Li Guoying's strength too well that he doesn't put hope on Li Guoying.
"Maybe you can ask Hong Jinglu for help."
It was Wang Mingde who spoke out.
Since both the left and right are asking for help, it is better to be earlier.
Hong Chengchou had a large army in his hands.
Now that these troops are stationed in Guizhou, it is really a waste, and it is only appropriate to rush to help Chongqing.
"Hong Jingluo?"
Gao Minzhan frowned when he heard this.
"It's not impossible. It's just that Benfu and Hong Jingluo have never had a relationship. ”
Wang Mingde scolded Gao Minzhan in his heart for being confused.
"Fuzun, it's all like this, personal friendship is not important at all, as long as Hong Jinglu and Fuzun don't have a deep hatred, they will definitely come to help."
Gao Minzhan nodded and said, "It's the same when I think about it." In this way, Ben Fu personally wrote a letter to Hong Jingluo to explain the situation and ask for assistance. ”
Hearing this, Wang Mingde finally breathed a sigh of relief.
As long as Hong Chengchou's army arrived in time, Chongqing would be safe.
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