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A Han dog is a Han dog, even if the flag is raised, it is also a Han dog. In Lao Tzu's eyes, there is no difference between you Han dogs in Liaodong and southerners, it's just that you were dressed as slaves to the Manchurian banner people a few days earlier. Why, do you really think you're a flag man? Tell you Hangou, in the eyes of Lao Tzu, you will always be a coated minion!

These words echoed in Chen Shuncai's mind repeatedly, and every word sounded like a needle bayonet.

His fists were clenched, the green tendons on his forehead were exposed, the Adam's apple was swaying up and down, and his chest was swollen like a sheepskin raft.

I'm not a Han dog, I'm not a Han dog!

Chen Shuncai could feel the anger emanating from the depths of his chest and abdomen. But the anger faded a lot to the throat, and finally the hysterical roar turned into a low whimper.

Chen Shuncai silently turned away, no longer paying attention to the humiliated Han old man.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he could still see his original shadow in this old man. In the past few years in Liaodong, he even lived as well as this old man in the most difficult times.

Originally, these memories had faded with the passage of time, but at this moment, they were all awakened and flooded back.

Why bother to be unhappy? After all, this has nothing to do with him.

Chen Shuncai comforted himself silently in his heart, and a smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth.

I am a banner man, and no matter whether the Manchurian soldier wants to admit it or not, he can't change this fact.

On this trip to Shandong, I must grab a woman who is good to give birth to and have a few children with her. After many years, I will be a prospering heir. Who will remember that I used to be a coated minion for the Manchurians? Everyone will only remember that I am a banner soldier who has made great achievements for the Qing Dynasty.

Time will dilute everything, and eventually everyone will accept the fact that I am a flag man, and it will be!

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Nanjing Qianqing Palace.

Zhu Cihong was lying in front of the imperial case and concentrating on painting.

It's just that what he painted was not a landscape, flowers and birds, but a structural diagram of a flintlock pistol.

Although he was a history professor in his previous life, he was also a military enthusiast, and he often visited forums to discuss with gun enthusiasts the feasibility of loading flintlock pistols in the 17th-century Ming Dynasty.

He vividly remembered that a gun fan posted a detailed diagram of the structure of the flintlock pistol on the forum. Although this structure diagram is not very complete in his mind now, there is no problem in sketching out a rough outline from memory.

Zhu Cihong admitted that the Ming Dynasty had many firearms, and they were also relatively advanced during the same period. But according to the course of history, arquebuses will eventually be replaced by flintlock guns, and breech guns will be replaced by breech guns.

Now that he already knows the choice of history, why didn't Zhu Cihong prepare in advance?

Of course, Zhu Cihong could not give much guidance to the craftsmen on the specific manufacturing process, so he could only draw a simple structural diagram and give a brief introduction to the important principles of use.

The craftsmen of the Ming Dynasty have a very high level of understanding, and it is still possible to make a flintlock pistol according to the structural diagram when they are aroused.

In this regard, Zhu Cihong's mentality is very good. It would have been best if these craftsmen had been able to develop flintlock pistols, and he would have been able to gradually replace the arquebuses that had been installed in the army. Even if these craftsmen can't develop a flintlock pistol, it won't be a big loss for Zhu Cihong, anyway, he still has a high-quality arquebus guarantee.

Although arquebuses are not easy to install, and large-scale high-density killings are carried out, as long as the quality is improved, they should not be easily exploded.

Zhu Cihong still firmly believes that firearms and equipment are only auxiliary, and what really fights on the battlefield is execution and courage.

An army without executive power is a scattered sand, and an army without courage is a rabble after all.

In Zhu Cihong's plan, the Shence Army will definitely expand the army in the future, and how to cultivate the Shence Army into a pro-army of the Son of Heaven who is not afraid of death and resolutely carries out orders is Zhu Cihong's top priority now.

After drawing the structure of the flintlock pistol, Zhu Cihong summoned his henchmen and eunuchs to seal it, and quickly sent it to the yamen of the Ministry of Industry to hand it over to Shangshu Gao Hongtu, and ordered him to send someone to start developing it immediately.

Zhu Cihong did not intend to pass the cabinet in this matter, but directly issued an order.

The flintlock pistol is a big killer, and the fewer people who know about it, the better.

If it goes through the cabinet, the six sections will also have to be copied and recorded, won't everyone in the DPRK and China know about it?

"Emperor, Lu Zhenfei, the secretary of the Ministry of War, asks to see you."

Just when Zhu Cihong was in a trance, there was a sudden report from the eunuch.

"Xuan."

Zhu Cihong spit out a word without being salty.

After a short time, Lu Zhenfei strode into the hall, and when he came to the warm pavilion, he knelt down and bowed respectfully to the Son of Heaven.

"The Ministry of Ministers and Soldiers, Shangshu Lu Zhenfei knocked to see Your Majesty, long live my emperor, long live."

After the ceremony, Zhu Cihong raised his hand and said with a smile: "Aiqing is flat." ”

"Come on, give this soldier a seat."

Zhu Cihong gave an order, and immediately a little eunuch took a brocade pier and put it behind Lu Zhenfei.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Lu Zhenfei thanked him and sat down cautiously, but only the small half of his buttocks were stained with the pier, and his back was straight.

"This soldier has entered the palace to see His Majesty, but there is something important?"

Zhu Cihong still has a good impression of Lu Zhenfei, this person is very capable of doing things, and he is a rare hawk, and it is very suitable to be in charge of the military department in the current situation.

"Your Majesty, Shandong Tang News!"

Lu Zhenfei explained his intention in just a few words, which was very in line with his capable character.

"Oh? Shandong came to Tang to report? This soldier plays quickly and listens. ”

Generally speaking, the Tang newspapers in various places will be sent to the cabinet by the Ministry of War, and the cabinet will be classified and then handed over to the emperor of heaven.

This time, Lu Zhenfei actually entered the palace in person to ask for a saint, which is enough to see that the stakes are high.

"Obey."

Lu Zhenfei replied respectfully: "Early this morning, the military department received a report from Shandong Tang that there was an Eastern army approaching in the direction of Dezhou, and according to preliminary estimates, there were 5,000 soldiers in the first division and 20,000 auxiliary soldiers. The commander-in-chief, Qin Gongming, specially planned to send a report to the imperial court. ”

"What else did Chief Qin say in the Tang newspaper?"

Zhu Cihong asked unhurriedly.

"Your Majesty, General Qin has nothing else to say."

Lu Zhenfei said truthfully.

"Yes, I see."

Zhu Cihong closed his eyes and began to analyze the situation in Shandong.

Five thousand people.

According to what was written in the Qin Gong Mingtang newspaper, the number of troops sent by the Qing court to collect Shandong this time should be this number.

As for the 20,000 auxiliaries, Zhu Cihong naturally won't be counted. The so-called auxiliaries are just nice words, but in fact, most of them are cannon fodder used to fill trenches. Naturally, this kind of person has no combat effectiveness.

Zhu Cihong knew that in the original history, the Qing court sent Jueluo Bahana and Shi Tingzhu to collect almost a few thousand people from Shandong. It seems that Dolgon is still very seriously involved in Li Zicheng on the Western Front.

As for who the commander of the Qing army was, Zhu Cihong didn't care.

At this moment, Shandong is no longer the Shandong that had no soldiers in history.

It doesn't matter who it is, it is absolutely wishful thinking to rely on 5,000 people to defeat Shandong, which has garrisoned tens of thousands of troops!

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