Chapter 33: The Game Continues

Dolgon's pursuit was certainly pointless.

The sinister Yang Qing had already planned carefully, riding the tide to advance and come out, the turbulent river of the ebb tide would take him out of the battlefield easily, and the bows and arrows of the Qing cavalry on both sides of the river could not help him at all on the river hundreds of meters away, so he could only watch him raise his head high with anger, as if he was demonstrating.

Soon he boarded He Kun's warship downstream, and then rushed down the river and rushed out of Liangfangkou at full speed.

But he was in no hurry to return to the old dragon.

There is no need for him there, and he doesn't have to risk his life to face the artillery, he really has nothing to fear on the battlefield of cold weapons, but he really can't afford to provoke the cannon, not to mention the Hongyi cannon, even if the little Furlong machine even gives him a tiger squat cannon or a big pole, the result may kill him. Don't underestimate the big lifting pole, in fact, in Yang Qing's calculations, this may be the most threatening weapon for him at the technological level of this era, and even he himself wants to give a large amount of equipment to the future army.

The big pole and the mountain splitting cannon are all good things to deal with the shield car.

After all, this is no longer the era of super fierce generals running rampant, he dared to lead the cavalry to scuttle through the Qing cavalry, because he knew that the Qing cavalry could not carry artillery, and at this time, the Qing cavalry did not degenerate to the point of fooling people with arquebuses, so he was unscrupulous. But the siege of the city, which must face the cannon, is handed over to Li Zicheng, he still has to do his job as a Jinyi guard, as long as he can stop Dolgon, Li Zicheng will win there after all, and if he can't wait for Dolgon, those people under Wu Sangui will not really have to defend to the end, and they will definitely lose confidence sometimes.

They may have waited for Dolgon to hold on for a few days, but within a month, as long as Dolgon did not arrive, the generals in the city did not hesitate to cut down Wu Sangui and sacrifice the city.

It's a given.

But it's not enough to stop Dolgon from blowing up the bridge!

The pontoon bridge over the Sancha River is indeed broken, and it is impossible for Dolgon to repair it in the short term, but this can't really stop his army, not to mention that he still has some boats available, even if he doesn't have a boat to directly build a wooden raft, his army can also cross the river, how long can it take for the 70,000 troops to disperse and cut down trees?

If you want to stop him, you'll have to find another way!

For example......

"If the sailor enters the Sancha River, can he stop Jiannu here?"

Yang Qing asked He Kun.

"Back to General, it's hard to say."

He Kun said with some embarrassment.

It depends on the courage of the sailor, if he is really desperate, there is nothing that cannot be stopped.

Sancha River, this place is special.

To the south is a stretch of coastal swamp wetlands, and even the banks of the Sancha River themselves are in a swamp, Niuzhuang is known as Xiaojiangnan, which is completely indistinguishable from a water town, and even this road is a large number of dikes piled up in the swamps, only in this way can you avoid flooding. And to the north is even more impossible to go, it is a row of rivers almost parallel to the south, including the Hun River, the Liao River these big rivers, and there are no bridges, you have to cross one by one if you want to pass, the delay is longer, and even Dolgon turned his head back to Shenyang, and then from Shenyang to the west to take the road from Guangning to Shenyang is faster than such a river.

Therefore, blocking the Sancha River will definitely block this army of Dolgon.

There was no other way to detour nearby, and if you wanted to detour, you had to go back the same way as he had taken in his original history, and then turn to Guangning and Jinzhou to go south, but in that case it would take at least six or seven more days.

But if you want to block the Sancha River, it depends on whether the navy dares or not.

Because this must start a big battle in the Sancha River, the Great Liao River is not the Yangtze River, the width is only one mile, and the artillery on the bank of the river is also a huge threat to the naval warships, especially the Qing army and fortresses, but if you really want to fight, it does not mean that you will definitely be able to lose, after all, the Qing army does not have a naval division, at most get a few small boats to be lowered from the upstream, or set fire to them or rely on hand-to-hand combat.

But the Ming Navy is a real navy, not only are they all large warships, but also equipped with a large number of artillery guns and rockets, after all, they are also violently beating the Japanese Navy on the Korean battlefield, not to mention that there is no need to land, just block this ferry.

So the key is whether you dare or not.

"How can I make you not afraid of death, and really dare to fight with Jiannu, at least like the Qi family army or the white pole soldiers back then?"

Yang Qing asked directly.

"To be honest, I'm not an imperial historian."

Then he added.

He Kun looked at him hesitantly, took a deep breath and said, "Once you get paid in full." ”

"How much can you get now?"

Yang Qing asked.

"It's not how much you get, it's just whether you can get it! Sometimes I don't see a tael of silver for a year or two! When we were in Dongjiang, not to mention salary, even the military rations were not available, and the poor farming could not produce much food, so the brothers watched their wives and children starve to death! The first military salary this year was given by Li Zicheng! ”

A veteran said.

"What about your salaries?"

Yang Qing was stunned.

"Whether you can get it, how many percent you can get, this depends on the ability of each commander, and if you want to get there, you have to take out a large part of the internal officials, cabinet and ministry officials, superintendents and other bosses, otherwise you can't serve any of them, don't think about it next time, it's light, and it's time to find a matter of guilt. And in this way, the rest of the people have to be deducted layer by layer, and all levels are indispensable, after all, everyone has to live, so it is difficult to say whether there is still in the hands of the brothers in the end, it depends on how much the military salary the boss will receive. ”

He Kun said with a wry smile.

"When I was in Dongjiang, Mao Wenlong's ability to ask for salary was too poor."

The veteran added.

"What else?"

Yang Qing asked.

"And the bereavement has to be paid."

He Kun said.

"How much can I get?"

Yang Qing asked.

"No, the military salary of the living can't reach the hands, not to mention the dead, if you die, you will die, who cares about this, let alone the soldiers, that is, the generals' pensions are few in the hands of their families, in the past, military households had land to plant, but now many military households have no land, and when men die, wives and children have to ask for food!"

The veteran said.

"The general said that the Qi family army and the white pole soldiers, they are indeed admirable, but what is the result?

The Qi family army is in the pile of bones by the Hunhe River, and the general went to Jiangnan to see if their family members have been compensated by the imperial court, and after them, there will be no more southern soldiers willing to fight bloodily. As for the white pole soldiers, they are Qin Liangyu's private army, Shizhu Tusi's own soldiers, even if they die, their wives and children are also raised by Qin Liangyu.

Nowadays, the generals' method of commanding the army is to use all the remaining military salaries to support domestic slaves, and tens of thousands of army members even eat empty salaries, and raise hundreds and thousands of domestic slaves who are not short of fine food and military salaries, they are regarded as eating meat, but the rest have to eat grass. When the war is fought, these grazing people go to kill Jiannu, and no one feels sorry when they die, as long as those domestic slaves escape smoothly when they need to protect the boss, and of course the soldiers are not stupid, anyway, they all have to run in the end, and they will simply run away as soon as they meet Jiannu, do they really let them kill? Eating grass alive and dying of wives and children, old and young, starving to death, is it all like this, still fighting desperately? This is why the imperial court can't win the war, and from top to bottom, it never thinks about winning. ”

He Kun said.

"Anything else?"

Yang Qing asked.

"There is nothing else, the military salary is enough to feed the family, the pension is enough, don't starve your wife and children to death after you die in battle, as for the military merit reward or something, there is the mercy of the old man, we don't dare to think about it, it is natural to eat food and fight as a soldier, even if you die on the battlefield, there is no complaint, you can't give us food to eat and let us fight, and if you don't pay us, you want us to die on the battlefield."

The veteran said.

"Military salary, pension, you don't want much!"

Yang Qing said with emotion.

However, this is not much, in fact, in most eras, it can already be said that it is an almost unattainable dream, even until the time of the Anti-Japanese War, this is still the case, if he wants the sailor to follow him to fight hard with the Qing army in the Sancha River, then they must first see hope, but at present, it is unlikely. He did bow to Huang Fei and others, and formed an alliance to a certain extent, but it had a Mao relationship with ordinary soldiers, it was a matter between him and the officers, even if he gave the soldiers a reward for their merits, in the end, more than half of it fell into the hands of officers at all levels, including Huang Fei, for ordinary soldiers, he was no different from those other officials. If you want this army to be reborn, you must first make the soldiers trust him, knowing that there will definitely be a bright future with him, but it is obviously not enough for a Jinyi guard to command things, at least he must sit firmly in command, no matter what he promises at this moment, these people will not really believe it.

It's not the same as letting them harass the coast.

There is not much danger in attacking the coast, but this is a real bloody battle, and if you don't get it, you will have to spill a third of the blood.

Similarly, if there is no rebirth in thinking, this Ming army will still be the same as it was on the battlefield, and he will not dare to use such an army.

Even the changes are limited.

And if you really block it in the Sancha River, it will definitely be a real bloody battle, these people can't do it, you have to change people, change Li Zicheng's people, since the ultimate beneficiary of this war is him, then it's up to him to do this, but in this case, it will be too late to block the Sancha River, it will take at least three days to transfer troops from the old dragon's head, and it won't take three days for Dolgon to cross the river.

Or......

"Return to the old dragon head immediately, let Li Zicheng transfer three thousand elites, and wait for me at the fastest speed by the sailor to Liangfangkou."

Yang Qing said.

"The general wants it?"

He Kun asked in amazement.

"It's nothing, I'll continue to play with Dolgon, and you go back and change another team of brocade guards!"

Yang Qing said.

With that, he jumped into the sea again.