Chapter 11: The Eve of the Great War
In the middle of the compound, the generals were carrying boxes of supplies, and on one side of the compound were three British soldiers in bright red military uniforms, but their uniforms were buttoned up, a piece of epaulettes had fallen off, and the three-cornered hats looked like registered trademarks and did not know where they were, looking quite embarrassed.
In a corner of the compound, the burly Su Qinghe was praying with his head to the sky, and he was saying something in his mouth......
"Lao Su is back?"
Liang Zheng was overjoyed, and was about to step forward, but found that Su Qinghe turned his head with a gaze like a knife......
Without saying a word, he walked up to the two British soldiers, put his left hand over the head of a British soldier, and flipped his right wrist, and there was already a cold dagger in his hand, and he slashed at the other's neck so carelessly......
The body in his hand tensed and twitched violently, and let out a tremor that was not commensurate with the body, as if it wanted to burst out all the bits and pieces of life contained in it. As the stench of the splattered blood gradually spread, the trembling between the fingers gradually faded and finally dissipated.
The remaining two Britons instantly twisted their bodies and struggled, and shouted loudly, but Su Qinghe didn't care about it, one by one, and settled the account.
Liang Zheng looked at Su Qinghe in a daze, he couldn't believe his eyes, and only said after a while: "You guys are?" This......! β
"Young Master, you're back." Su Qinghe grinned at Liang Zheng with joy, as if he didn't realize that he had just killed someone.
"This, this ......"
"Young master, don't be afraid, these Western barbarians are innocent." Su Qinghe wiped the blood on the dagger with his sleeve as if nothing happened, "They burned, killed, looted, and raped women in the south, so it was cheap for them." β
Liang Zheng trembled like an electric shock, came to his senses, half-opened his mouth, and muttered, "...... in the south?" β
"Here's the thing." Su Qinghe explained, "A month ago, Dongguan Chutianhe sent a letter saying that the Nanyi merchant ship shelled Humen, broke into Guangzhou, killed and injured many people, and robbed things, so please help them do a pile deal." β
"Chu Tianhe?" Liang Zheng's expression was a little sluggish.
It's a name he'd heard before.
Yuan Chonghuan served as the governor of Jiliao for many years, and even broke the Qing soldiers, killed the Qing Taizu Nurhachi, and the British name spread far and wide, and the Qing people were famous and fearful. He had many protΓ©gΓ©s and former officials, and after he was unfortunately executed by Emperor Chongzhen, many people in the old department left the army in anger, and his father was one of them.
However, his father's choice was to return to his hometown, while Chu Tianhe and others chose to fall into the grass and be enemies of the imperial court, and they gathered in the mountains and forests near the sacred peak near Yuan Chonghuan's hometown of Dongguan, Guangdong.
"Thinking that everyone is the old department of Yuan Inspector, the old slave asked Xu Hu to lead the generals to ambush a Nanyi squad in Sanheli, then these barbarian bandits slaughtered a Zhuangzi, and they were holding a few young girls doing that, we took the opportunity to kill, beat them to the ground, not only snatched back the goods, but also seized this batch of firearms." Su Qinghe pointed to the batch of supplies in the courtyard and said.
It was a whole three boxes of front-loading flintlock smoothbore guns, each of which was about 1.5 meters, with a straight barrel, a sharp bayonet, a beautiful handguard and a pure white shoulder strap, which made Liang Zheng almost feel that he was not in the Ming Dynasty in Chongzhen's ten years, but in London after the Glorious Revolution.
"I ...... this kind of thing How did you not know? Liang Zheng asked.
In fact, he knew about it.
During the Chongzhen period, in Humen, Guangzhou, there was an incident.
Five British armed merchant ships, led by the captain of the "London" Weddell, arrived at the anchorage of Humen Yaniang.
At that time, the defenders of the Humen Fort had fired a warning shot, and Weddell deliberately provoked the incident, ordered the trade flag of St. George to be torn down, the military flag of the British king was raised, and he put on a fighting posture, and then commanded the fleet to bombard Humen.
After the British captured the fort, they tore down the Chinese flag, hung the British flag, and dismantled 35 cannons as trophies and carried them to the ship.
However, due to the failure of the negotiations, the Chinese and British sides fought many times after that, and the British army landed in Guangzhou, burned and plundered, and also broke into Guangzhou in an attempt to force trade. It was not until November that Cao Huachun was appointed as the governor of Jingying Rongzheng and sent a large army to suppress the border, and the British merchants agreed to China's demand in Guangzhou and compensated 2,800 taels of silver.
On the 30th, Weddell submitted a letter of guarantee to Chinese officials apologizing for the Humen incident, and the first exchange between China and Britain was finally over.
It's just that he didn't expect that Su Qinghe went south to Guangzhou a month ago to do this, and he didn't expect that his generals would also kill the British army and seize weapons.
"That young master is preparing for the exam," Su Qinghe explained, "The old slave is afraid of disturbing the young master's hard work." So I decided to do it myself. β
Liang Zheng: "......"
Su Qinghe: "When my lord was alive, he always said that it was his duty to drive out the Tartars, so it's always good to want to do this." β
Liang Zheng: "......"
But none of that matters anymore.
Because......
"All I can say is that it's too late for you to come back, Steward Su." Liang Zheng took a deep breath.
The "machine gun cannon", which I was still having a headache a minute ago, actually fell out of thin air!
"Young Master?"
"This is not the place to talk, you come with me to the study."
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An hour later, after listening to Liang Zheng's narration, Su Qinghe immediately stood up: "Young master, just rest assured, the red lady wants to move a hair of your hair, unless you step over the corpse of the old slave!" β
He really didn't expect that after only a month of absence, such a big event would happen at home.
However, he didn't expect that his impassioned oath of loyalty would make the young master ......
"I said, Su is in charge ......" Liang Zheng stared at him dumbfounded, and only after a while, he sighed blankly: "Generosity to death is indeed a noble quality, but if you are too generous, it is also very troublesome." β
"No, no, no, young master, I think it's ......" Su Qinghe scratched his head, "What you just said...... What are those...... Let's take these barbarian firearms and platoon what...... What kind of column to fight against the horse bandits who come and go like the wind, is even more troublesome. β
Yes.
In fact, it took Liang Zheng an hour to talk to Su Qinghe about the Red Lady's knock on the city, but it took more than ten times as long to talk to him about the tactics of the "line infantry" team.
This tactic is generally to spread the army evenly along the front and spread it into two or three lines. The lines are 50 to 200 paces apart, and each line is divided into 3 to 6 columns, with unparalleled discipline, organization, and tactical discipline. You can listen to the beat of the drum like a machine, and even if 10,000 horses charge over, you can calmly carry out a platoon of guns and launch the famous wall charge.
And this is the method that Liang Zheng came up with - he asked his generals to build line infantry, and use the muskets and bayonets of the infantry to fight against the cavalry of the Red Lady!
The use of this kind of tactics, which has reached the standard of modernization, has a "generation gap" with the regular feudal army, and it is natural that there will be no problem in dealing with ordinary horse bandits.
You must know that when 300 British "lobster soldiers" went on an expedition from England, they could beat more than 10,000 Indian troops after landing.
Of course, if someone said to him at this time, "As an all-knowing and all-powerful traverser, how can you do it without the consciousness of an airplane, a cannon, and a nuclear bomb to slaughter Daqing and Ping Shengjing!" "It's a loss of elegance.
But this kind of infantry tactical theory, in the eyes of Su Qinghe, who was born in Guanning Iron Cavalry, is very embarrassing.
How could infantry outwit cavalry?
Although he was not opposed to the use of firearms, in fact, the Guanning Iron Cavalry was equipped with many "three-eyed eyes" at that time...... But even so, the significance of the firearm is only that it can be used as a spear after a round of guns.
Therefore, in the eyes of the vast majority of people at that time, muskets were "scrapped after one round", and spears and broadswords were king.
"I know what you want to say," Liang Zheng sighed, "But this is Henan, and where did our Liang Mansion get the war horses?" β
"It doesn't matter." Su Qinghe grinned, and said in a completely ordinary tone, "We all rolled out of the sea of fire with the sword mountain back then, to be honest, even if it was a foot battle, the old slave of the red lady didn't take it to heart......
"Kill a thousand, and lose eight hundred. You are all old men under my father, and I don't want you to sacrifice for nothing. β
Even if Su Qinghe was born in Guanning Iron Cavalry, even if they were all experienced in a hundred battles, they could only add up to a hundred people, facing horse bandits several times their own...... What does it take to win?
"The old slave thanked the young master for his kindness." Although Su Qinghe was a little moved, his expression was quite disapproving, "It's just a horse bandit, and my old Su hasn't taken it to heart." β
ββ¦β¦ How many times have I told you not to be underestimated?! Liang Zheng had to raise his voice to interrupt.
He has emphasized more than once that Zhao Zhengyang's failure was because of the underestimation of the enemy, why did Su Qinghe still not understand?
Although his words were full of confidence, although Su Qinghe, who was born in Guan Ning Tieqi, did have the qualifications to be confident, but Zhao Zhengyang was not full of confidence at the beginning?
He also carried several times the elite soldiers of the Red Lady......
But the result?
He only has these 100 people, Liang Zheng doesn't want to sacrifice senselessly, so he not only wants to win, but also to win beautifully, since God has given him so generously a "machine gun cannon", don't be a fool.
"Besides, you should know the skills of the red lady, are you really sure that you can beat her with the knife in your hand?" Liang Zheng asked rhetorically.
Su Qinghe couldn't help but be stunned.
The red lady crisscrosses Henan, and her reputation is like thunder, of course he knows. So he is 100% sure, he doesn't have it. It's just that......
"But young master." Su Qinghe's face was embarrassed, "We are all big Malaysian golden knives and follow the master to break into the world, you don't let us make the big knife fight the bandits, you have to use this Lao Shizi's foreign gun......"
"I said it was called a front-loading flintlock shotgun!" Liang Zheng emphasized again.
"Okay, even if it's a front-loading flintlock smoothbore gun," Su Qinghe spread his hands, "But no one in the mansion will make these foreign things." β
"I will." Liang Zheng said succinctly, "I'll teach you." β
"Young Master, ...... you?" Su Qinghe was stunned.
When did the young master learn these things?
"You don't care how I do, anyway, I will, I can teach you."
From the other party's stunned expression, Liang Zheng could certainly easily read his subtext, but at the moment he didn't have the heart to explain this.
"But even so......," Su Qinghe hesitated for a moment and then asked, "Can you learn it in such a short time?" β
"It has to be. The flintlock pistol looks complicated, but to put it bluntly, it's not worth mentioning, and it's about the same as the three-eyed gun you used to use. β