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But Deng Shaoliang quickly understood, and he couldn't help but be furious: "Who gave you the idea Wu Hongchuan?" Let me retreat to Quzhou!"

He hadn't figured it out at first, but now that he thought about it carefully, he had already found that Wu Hongchuan was asking him to jump into the fire pit.

To the north is the three prefectures of Hangjiahu, which is the area under the jurisdiction of the governor of Zhejiang, and can be said to be a good place in the whole world, but Yanzhou and Quzhou are different here, these two prefectures are one of the poorest places in Zhejiang.

I don't care about Hangjiahu, which is so rich, but I want to retreat to Quzhou, and even Yanzhou Mansion is not defended, this is definitely jumping into the fire pit!

Since this Wuhong boat is known as a famous general in Zhejiang, this truth will always be understood, right? He directly grabbed Wu Hongchuan's collar and asked loudly, "You say, who gave you the idea!"

It's just that Wu Hongchuan is not confused, he immediately said: "Deng Junmen, if you still want to return to your hometown, please let go!"

When Deng Shaoliang heard Wu Hongchuan's words, his heart was bright when he boarded, this was not what Wu Hongchuan meant, it was the opinion of a certain Hunan military group, so the choice of letting himself retreat to Quzhou Mansion can be imagined.

That's right! It's Quzhou Mansion!

¢The state capital is just on the border between Jiangxi and Zhejiang, and if he retreats to Quzhou Mansion, then there will be a springboard for the Hunan army to march into Zhejiang, and he immediately asked: "Yes......"

He lowered his voice and asked, "What does Zeng Disheng mean?" ”

Wu Hongchuan has already set up with the Jiangxi side during this time: "If Deng Junmen wants to be dressed in brocade during the day, it is better to retreat to Quzhou, and the officials and people of Hunan remember Deng Junmen's honor of defending Changsha back then!"

This is Deng Shaoliang is very proud of one thing, Xianfeng two years, the Taiping army stormed Changsha, at that time the Taiping army was no more than 50,000, and Changsha City inside and outside the city of more than 100,000 soldiers, but Changsha City is still in danger, several times almost broken by the Taiping Army.

One of the most dangerous is that the Taiping army used a combination of tunnels and blasting methods, blasted through a section of the Changsha city wall, has rushed directly to the city, at that time Deng Shaoliang took the lead, immediately killed more than ten Taiping troops one after another, turned the tide, and finally led the team to drive the Taiping army down.

This is one thing that Hunan people remember very much, and Deng Shaoliang himself is also a Hunan person, and he relish about this matter, as soon as he heard Wu Hongchuan mention this matter, he had a few more smiles on his face: "Zeng Disheng can remember what I did in Changsha back then, it is rare!"

He is a native of Hunan, although he led the troops in Jiangnan and Zhejiang, but he was born with the Hunan army, a group composed of Hunan people, and had a constant nostalgia and bond, he immediately took Wu Hongchuan's hand and asked: "What does Jiangxi mean?" As long as the fellow is willing to help, I can retreat to Quzhou!"

Deng Shaoliang seems to have made a great sacrifice, he did not go to Hangjiahu and turned to Quzhou, that is, to give up a very rich territory to take care of his hometown, and Wu Hongchuan also told him: "Zeng Shilang means to aid Zhejiang as soon as possible, as long as the center makes a will, he will immediately lead the army from Changshan to Zhejiang!"

Deng Shaoliang was much relieved at the beginning, judging from the current battlefield situation, the situation in Zhejiang Province is not something that his army of several thousand people can recover, and Liu Jiehu has become a climate, even if Zhang Guoliang comes in person, he may not be able to suppress the red thief.

In other words, this red thief has grown into a big trouble, and it is by no means something that the Jiangnan camp or the forces of the Jiangbei camp can suppress, and now the Qing Dynasty can rely on the troops, in addition to the monk king, Shengbao's horse team and the Linhuai army, only the Hunan army can be used.

The Hunan army is based in Jiangxi, for Zhejiang such a rich territory, it has also been coveted for a long time, Zeng Guofan once sent people to Zhejiang to borrow money, as a result, the letter of "ordinary money is like soil" angered Wang Youling, the two sides of the already unstable relationship immediately broke down. …,

And now the Hunan army is ready to unite with Deng Shaoliang to dig He Guiqing's foot, Deng Shaoliang even understands Zeng Guofan's intention to let him retreat to Quzhou, in addition to serving as a springboard for the Hunan army to enter Zhejiang, there is still one point, that is, to demolish He Guiqing's wall.

That's right, in history, the two groups in the battle for territory in Zhejiang is to tear each other down, not only to see death and not to save, but also to stab a fatal knife in the back, now He Guiqing has lost Wentai Jin, Ningshao Liufu, Deng Shaoliang retreated to Quzhou, there is indeed no available soldiers in his hands.

In this case, He Guiqing couldn't do it if he didn't want to fall, so Deng Shaoliang immediately asked: "If there is no central intention, you should also enter Zhejiang as soon as possible.

"Then I also want Deng Junmen to retreat to Quzhou Mansion as soon as possible, as long as He Guiqing and He Zhongcheng fall!" Wu Hongchuan made his words clear: "The Hunan army can enter Zhejiang at any time!"

Deng Shaoliang replied helplessly.

He is the governor of Zhejiang, a subordinate of He Guiqing, and he should go north to Hangjia to help He Guiqing, but now that the Hunan Army Group is beckoning to him, he is a little moved.

This matter was done, but it was not something that a Zhejiang governor could compensate, so he quickly made his choice: "Zeng Shilang asked me to retreat from Quzhou, I can consider it, but what about Yanzhou Mansion?" If Hangjia loses and Yanzhou Mansion is based on the red thieves, I am afraid that they will be entangled with the red thieves in Yanzhou, and they will not be able to rush to help Hangzhou!"

"Send Zhang Yuliang to go!" Wu Hongchuan already had a plan: "Although Zhang Yuliang has suffered a setback, he and the red thief have also formed a mortal enmity, and there is no room for relaxation!"

Deng Shaoliang has already understood, now that the Hong Army is fighting Zhang Yuliang, there is no need to mobilize at all, and there is even a battalion head who does not want Deng Shaoliang to trouble, and fights Zhang Yuliang wholeheartedly, and Zhang Yuliang also has a blood feud with the Hong Army, and as soon as he encounters the red thief, he personally leads the team to rush up and kill, and there is no need to mobilize.

In this case, it is the best idea to let Zhang Yuliang, who has a deep blood feud with the red thief, guard the Yanzhou Mansion, and he will definitely fight to the end as soon as he sees the red thief.

He agreed: "I'll think about it again......"

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Ningbo.

Fumar's consulate was particularly lively today, and almost all the Westerners with heads and faces in Ningbo received his invitation.

Although Ningbo is one of the five treaty ports, there are generally no more than 100 Westerners living here for a long time, and today there are 40 or 50 people attending the Fumar banquet.

This is a rare gathering of Westerners in Ningbo, where you can see gentlemen in suits, ladies in long white skirts, and missionaries holding Bibles talking to each other.

Although the Red Thieves were outside the city of Ningbo, these Westerners were still stable, and they talked to each other about their recent gains, especially the French missionaries were delighted to find that they had gained another group of believers, all because of the war.

Fumar was a little disgusted by these Catholics, but now that Britain and France were on the same front, he had to defend the foreign policy of the British Empire, so he could only listen to them.

The smiling faces of the ladies brought Fumar's mood to the top, while several businessmen who had taken root in Ningbo were asking about their greatest concerns.

"Your Excellency, I would like to ask if the red turban will have an impact on our business!"

"Don't worry! Ladies and gentlemen!" Fumar raised his glass, which was already filled with wine rare in the Oriental world, and he was very interested: "Such rebels are just some real wretched creatures, although they have received some backward old equipment from Europe, but they are not worth mentioning!" ..., "We only need a battalion or even a company of Indian companies plus a cruiser to make them disappear without a trace on the coastline of Zhejiang Province!" Fumar's face was already filled with the passion of an adventurer: "We should see this as an opportunity, a godsend, an opportunity to open the door to Zhejiang Province and the whole of Eastern China!"

He mysteriously told the Westerners present: "I have resolved to save the port of Ningbo from chaos, darkness and depression, and what I have done is no different from what the Great Powers have done in Shanghai, and I must explain ......"

"The port of Ningbo is a treaty port under the protection of the British Empire, its freedom and neutrality are inviolable, I will re-establish order, freedom and prosperity in the port of Ningbo, and you will be my most firm cornerstone!"

The Westerners present cheered, and some of the ladies even threw flowers to Consul Fumar, which made Fumar's speech even more passionate: "As a British consul, I am very reluctant to serve as the estaber, defender and defender of the order of Ningbo Port, which really gives me too much authority, if I can describe it in one term, it is the tribune!"

The tribune, of course, has another meaning, that is, the dictator, but the Westerners present celebrated Consul Fumar's actions with louder applause and cheers.

This is their best chance in the Chinese venture, and if successful, everyone will return home as million-pound successful people, and Fumar continued: "Of course, I can spare for a moment those poor rebels outside the city of Ningbo, who are thin and yellow-faced, stupid and ignorant, cowardly and poor, and can't even tell the difference between left and right, and don't know God, and I have decided to forgive them!"

He continued to preach with greater fervour, "I can tell you that this is only forgiveness, temporary forgiveness, so that they will not allow any infringement on the free trade and prosperity of the port of Ningbo, and that you, the firmest cornerstones, will manage all the ports, taxes, finances, personnel, and self-defense forces here!"

"I will command the rebels, they must do what we instruct, or I will move a finger and they will all be destroyed, these poor people, who have not even believed in God!"

Fumar didn't hear the applause he expected, on the contrary, he only heard everyone gasping for air.

Then he saw the wretched creatures he saw who had not believed in God, standing at the door of the consulate with their rifles loaded with bayonets.

And a junior officer was applauding Fumar's speech.

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