The yellow calendar turned to the 27th day of the first month of the fifteenth year of Chongzhen.

The positions of the Sichuan officials and the Protector Army in the Bashan area on the left bank of the Jialing River: Wang Xiang of Bazhou, Zhang Zuokai of Yuxi, Jia Denglian north of Sanjiao Town to Tongcheng Walled, and the southern and Yilong brigades of the Protector Army of Jincheng Walled and Xinzheng Dam were fiercely attacked by local thugs from all walks of life. However, the specific details of the attack have not yet been transmitted back to Boryeong Province, and the exact enemy in front of him has not yet been clarified.

The areas that have not been attacked on a large scale for the time being are, first, the northernmost Nanjiang and Tongjiang counties; The second is the southernmost Pengzhou, Yingshan, Quxian, Yuechi, Dingyuan, and Guang'an areas that have just been recovered by the Protector Army.

In order to transmit military information in real time and ensure the command of the troops, the heavy task is first and foremost placed on the shoulders of the Communications Bureau. The working regulations of the Communications Bureau, in short, are to follow the two brain shells of Zhu Pingjin and Luo Yuhong, and ensure that their instructions can be conveyed in a timely manner to wherever they want to be communicated.

It is more than 200 miles from Baoning Mansion to Shunqing Mansion, and it is also more than 200 miles from Shunqing Mansion to Guang'an Prefecture. Duan Renxuan, director of the communications bureau, has ordered the establishment of post stations every 60 miles on this communication line, equipped with post guards and post horses. It can not only ensure that the will of the prince will be transmitted to Guang'an City at an expedited speed of 400 to 800 li within 12 hours, but also ensure that this communication trunk can receive and transmit messages from various branch lines at any time. From Boryeong to the north, it is about 300 miles away from Baizhang Pass and Guangyuan, and there will be a complete post station in the near future.

It's just that the horses are extremely nervous, so the gentry of Shunqing Mansion have begun to go out and walk in a sedan chair. Duan Renxuan did not have enough horses, so he had to resume the practice of the early Ming Dynasty, rebuild the express delivery shop, and use people's feet to transmit official documents.

The express shop is ten miles away, and each shop has a class of people. The transmission time is limited to three quarters per shop, so that thirty-two shops can be passed in twelve hours and ninety-six quarters a day, that is, three hundred and twenty miles. Excluding the time for the handover and registration of official documents, it can reach 300 miles a day.

Duan Renxuan reported that in the mountainous areas with undulating terrain and bad roads, the transmission speed of the express delivery shop is not inferior to that of the post station using cars, horses and boats, and the effect is excellent. Of course, this is already the limit of the speed of human transmission in the most ideal road weather conditions.

In order to make rational use of communication resources, it is also necessary to classify the level of confidentiality and transmission speed of various types of official documents. The four tips are exclusive to Shizi and Miss Luo, the three tips are top secret, and so on are confidential and secret respectively. The transmission speed should be specified separately, such as: "800 miles expedited", "300 miles expedited". If it is written that it is "limited to a certain time and time in a certain month", it is often the rhythm of running to the death of the horse and the dead people.

Zhu Pingjin was very satisfied with the work of the Communications Bureau, and specially named the north-south communication trunk line from Boryeong Prefecture to Guang'an Prefecture as the "Jia (Lingjiang) Canal (River) Line," which was distinguished from the "(Shu Wang) Mansion Line (In) Line" from the Shu Wangfu to his own location. Of course, the post guards have a private alias for the "Fuxing Line", which is called the "In-law Line", or the "Love Letter Line".

With the "Jiaqu Line" unblocked, the order issued from the command center of Boryeong Province will arrive at Gwangan City by tomorrow hour at the latest.

After a day of preparation and mobilization, on the morning of the day after tomorrow, that is, on the 29th day of the first lunar month, the five infantry battalions reorganized in Luodu and all the cavalry, artillery, engineering, and baggage troops will be dispatched from Luodu under the command of the regimental headquarters of Tan Sigui's Third Regiment to march towards Jincheng Walled City through Pengzhou and Yingshan to relieve the siege of Jincheng Walled City. After supplying in the Golden Walled City, the direction of the march is decided according to the situation on the battlefield.

The road was about 400 miles long and required about seven days of continuous marching.

Therefore, the Protector Army of Jincheng Walled City must hold on for at least ten days; In the north of Sanjiao Town to the Copper Walled City, the Jaden joint department must hold on for at least fifteen days; Wang Xiang of Bazhou and Zhang Zuokai of Yuxi will hold on for a longer time.

The key to speeding up the pace of the counterattack lies in the position and speed of He Qiukou and Feng Rubao's task force. If they do not pass the Jialing River and attack directly through Pengzhou in the direction of Jincheng Walled City or Xinzheng Dam, the besieging enemy will be flanked by the enemy, and the situation on the local battlefield is expected to be partially improved.

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Under the magnolia tree in the small courtyard, Zhu Pingjian, the son of Shu who raises eggs, has a half-lying circle chair.

"Is the Liu Zhen Domain's department moving?" Zhu Pingjin asked.

Zhang Wei replied: "Liao Fu sent a letter a few days ago to let him

Led his troops to Boryeong Mansion. Xu has already moved. ”

Liu Zhenfan, as a deputy general in northern Sichuan, has been training troops in Guangyuan Yuanba (now Zhaohua District, not the ancient city of Zhaohua). The money spent on military training was the property of Fu Chongqi and Chen Shiqi who were confiscated last year. It's just that this money was spent last year, and this year Zhu Pingjin will have to pay and pay food for this army. The time when Liao Daheng gave the order for Liu Zhenfan to act was when Wang Chaoyang attacked Cangxi County. Liu Zhenfan's troops had at least 1,000 soldiers, and if the same number of auxiliaries appeared on the battlefield, it would be a considerable combat force. However, according to the consistent virtues of the officials and soldiers, it is completely unknown when Liu Zhen's domain will arrive.

At this time, someone suddenly spoke at the gate of the inner courtyard:

"Shizi, you'd better send someone to urge you personally. I know the virtues of those officers and soldiers, well! ”

"Liu Weiming, you have something to say." Zhu Pingjin hooked his hand at the guard standing at the gate of the courtyard.

When the guard walked in, Zhu Pingjin asked Zhang Wei to bring a stool and let him sit beside him.

"Liu Weiming, you have been fighting against the officers and soldiers for many years, and you can talk about the combat styles of several officers and generals. For example, Liu Zhenfan, Gan Liangchen, Zhang Zuokai, Ding Xianjue and so on. ”

"This is not good, the convict has studied in a private school for three years."

Liu Weiming leaned the halberd in his hand against the door, took off the eight-petal helmet and put it on the ground, and walked over with the back of his head. Seeing Zhu Pingjin's calm expression, he sat down unceremoniously.

"Liu Zhenfan's war is stable and stable, he likes to take the official road, we can't win and run, drill the ravine; Gan Liangchen is old, he doesn't want to fight, he always wants to appease us, so we drag him and let him do it in a hurry; Zhang Zuokai is very fierce in rushing and killing, but he has a small account in his heart, and he has no stamina to rush and kill; Ding Xianjue is a stubborn bull, and he will fight to the death if he stares at you, so his soldiers are getting fewer and fewer, and he can't recruit soldiers; Tu Long is a turtle shell, we want to lure him out of Tongjiang, but he won't move his nest to death. As for the Yang Zhan and Wang Xiang you mentioned, the criminals have not fought against them......"

The Intelligence Bureau had already asked Liu Mingsheng about these words, but Zhu Pingjin just casually found a sentence to start with.

"Liu Weiming, you have rebelled against the Ming Dynasty for more than ten years. According to the promise, you will be a guard for this son for three months, can you tell me how you feel during this time, do you feel wronged? ”

"The sinners don't feel wronged, it's the sinners who stand uncomfortably in that military posture!"

Liu Weiming thought about it and said: "The sinners are deeply guilty, thank you for the trust of the prince, not only by your side, but also to give the sinners a way to live." ”

"You have to fight for your own life." Zhu Pingjin stared at Liu Weiming's eyes, "You personally pretended to be an envoy to swim across the Jialing River, which shows your sincerity!" ”

"Shizi, the sinners have always wondered, why can you see at a glance that I am not a messenger in Guang'an?"

"Any negotiator, there is a mandate. He speaks in a way that is within the scope of authority, and he is often hesitant outside of the authority because he does not dare to make decisions lightly. Your lack of hesitation on the core issue of whether or not to recruit is enough to prove that your authority is great. Coupled with some other factors, this son believes that you are the one in charge.

"The son of the world is really an eye-opener! The sinners are convinced, this is the will of God! ”

"When you say providence, it means that you still believe in God. This reverence for God is the origin of your life! The two thieves, as well as some heavenly kings in Bashan, do not believe in the sky, do not worship God, think that they are the sky, they are gods, they can do whatever they want, do whatever they want, and act recklessly. Then they are self-denunciating themselves from the heavens and from the gods! ”

Liu Weiming has no culture, but his IQ and EQ are quite high, otherwise he would not have been able to pull up a team of tens of thousands of people in troubled times. Hearing Zhu Pingjin say yes, Liu Weiming immediately understood that the prince was going to kill his old guys in Bashan. Liu Weiming did not hesitate at all, and immediately replied:

"The sinners are the bitter people who come out of the ravine, haha, no matter how crazy they are, they dare not call themselves kings. Those who think they can control God have no choice but to let God take their lives! ”

"You said it well, let God take their lives!"

Zhu Pingjin said loudly, and used a wave gesture to strengthen the strength of his speech:

"In the past, the imperial court was right

The people of the Ming Dynasty, you are forced to go to Liangshan, and you are also forced to do so. It's just an indiscriminate killing of innocents, and it's a great crime! If the general trend is like today, it is mighty. Those who go along with it prosper, and those who go against it die!

What is the general trend? The hearts of the people in the world are also! Peace, food and clothing, the people's aspirations. Whoever obeys, Jun! Rebels, thieves! In the past, you went against the will of the people and the will of heaven, and sooner or later you will die. Now that you have changed your ways, followed the general trend, and conformed to the will of heaven, you have given yourself a way to live! ”

"The sinners never imagined that the prince of the world is still a doll, and he can see through it more than those of us who have lived for dozens of years!"

Liu Weiming wiped his forehead with a look of chagrin: "It seems that the number of great Ming Qi is not exhausted!" This day's qi is about to fall on the son of the world! ”

"Okay...... Zhu Pingjin waved his palm and changed the topic, "Tell me, what do you want to do in the future with more than 14,000 men, women and children under your command?" You can't always rely on the government to eat relief food! ”

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In the hexagonal blockade under the Jincheng Walled City, the soldiers happily crowded together, because it was time for dinner, and in order to celebrate today's great victory, the deputy company commander ordered to unseal the jar meat that everyone had never eaten.

Jar meat is a new type of military supply recently shipped from Chengdu, a clay pot is about ten catties of meat, and the shelf life is one month in winter. As for what's inside, no one has ever seen it.

Under the gaze of dozens of pairs of eyes around him, Zhou Biao, the platoon commander in charge of food distribution, carefully cut the rope at the mouth of the altar with a dagger, and cut through the wax paper soaked in oil on the mouth of the altar. The wax paper was torn open, and the cork that was tied to the mouth of the altar was seen. The cork was wrapped in silk and did not fit tightly into the mouth of the altar, but simply rested on the mouth of the altar, and was tied tightly by the rope outside. When the rope is cut off, the cork can be gently removed.

"Wow! It smells so good! The soldiers smelled the fragrant incense wafting from the jar, and their index fingers moved, and they couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

"Zhou Biao, dig out all the meat and distribute it to each class! Pay attention to keep the jar, Lao Tzu will use it in the future! And that piece of silk is also kept, so you can make a pair of panties! ”

Shi Yongxiao, who was standing on the stairs in the middle of the watchtower, finished speaking, turned around and climbed up. He lifted his head, just in time for a purring head looking down. A drop of foaming saliva hung from the corner of the head's mouth, hanging directly above his eyebrows, crumbling.

"Damn, you guys don't want to be sentry...... Forget it, you go down to eat meat, Lao Tzu will guard for you! ”

In the evening breeze, the golden city walled city built on the cliff is faintly visible. The torches wandered on the wall, perhaps because of the wind, the light of the torches flickered on and off.

The thugs gathered in the distance gathered in groups of three or five, surrounding the bonfire to keep warm. They had neither tents nor houses. As for food, maybe some. In the nearby clearing, the corpses of the thugs lay everywhere. The thugs rushed once in the morning, and as a result, the guys who climbed the wall with ladders were stabbed with spears from the front, side, and back, and none of them could climb to the top of the tower. The Soil Tyrants don't understand that even if the Ninja Turtles are reincarnated, with tortoise shells on their chests and backs, it is impossible for them to climb to the top of the tower unscathed by such a close-range three-sided attack.

When the local rioters were crying for their father and mother, Zhou Biao suddenly opened the blockdoor and rushed out to kill more than a dozen, but the local rioters were quickly defeated and lost all the siege equipment again.

In the afternoon, the attack of the Turbulrs changed their tactics, and they used a box of gunpowder from a red lacquer dowry box that they had snatched from nowhere, and placed it under the corner of the hexagonal pillbox to blast it. Judging from the difficulty of the two box bearers, this box of gunpowder weighed at least seventy or eighty pounds.

The soldiers on the pillboxes were of course very worried about the consequences of the explosion of the dowry chest. Guns, three-eyed guns, bows and arrows, throwing knives and stones all went down as if they were desperate, but the box of gunpowder was still desperately ignited by the local thugs. A huge fire came from the bottom of the tower, and the rioters cheered. But then they were dumbfounded:

There is no hexagonal butt matter, and it still stands intact on the mountain beam.

"The thugs are idiots!" Facing the evening breeze in the mountains, Shi Yongxiao opened the cotton robe on his body.

He laughed to himself and scolded: If they tied the gunpowder bag to the end of the long bamboo pole and picked it up and put it on the blockhouse, it would be difficult to say. More than three floors of the dogtooth blockhouse are single-brick walls, and they will collapse as soon as they are blown up!

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