Chapter 212. Defected
Confucius said: The deceased is like a husband, reluctant to give up day and night! Translated into the vernacular, time is the least resistant, in the blink of an eye, July is also five days ago, Mao Jue is more than half a year outside Liaodong.
I don't know when my family will be able to order an attack, get rid of these magic sticks early, and then go back to my hometown in Dongjiang, the corn should start to be harvested this time, right? Although the training is very hard, there is really nothing more fragrant in the world than cutting two acres of bud rice while taking advantage of the rest of the rotation, and then roasting the freshly harvested bud potatoes with bud straw on the edge of the rice field, and dipping them in the special hot sauce of the Dongjiang River.
Thinking about it, the sentry was dripping down, and subconsciously, the sentry standing guard was slightly distracted, but at this moment, suddenly a burst of water suddenly alarmed him, and he looked at the more than 20 large and small sailboats rushing out of Dengzhou Water City, and in the next second, the sentry desperately rang the gong in his hand.
"It's amazing! The thieves are going to run away from the sea!"
With the sound of gongs, the barracks of the Iron Righteous Army simply blew up, and several regiments ran to the beach with fire guns and cannons, and the sound of gunfire and cannons stirred up a series of water columns in the seawater, but unfortunately, a group of landlubbers really didn't do anything to the boats, and watched these boats slap their butts and quickly slipped north.
However, these light merchant ships, the long ships did not run for long, and they didn't run out of a few nautical miles, and a shadow was in front of them, and they had already returned to this hand, Mao Jue's Dongjiang sailors were stationed on Long Island on the opposite side of the Miaodao Strait, and the corners of his mouth showed a sneer, and the huge sea waved his war knife forward.
"them!"
Thousands of tons of behemoths like a sea monster like a sea monster cut through the wind and waves, discharging the sea, the vast fleet is more than twice as wide as these small grasshoppers that intrude, it is like a game of cat and mouse, in the panic of these small ships fleeing in all directions, the cannon fire in all directions rained down on the front and back, left and right, seeing a large ship behind it was hit by four cannons, and it turned over in black smoke, and it was only a matter of time before the rest of the ships were destroyed.
However, with the pursuit of the fleet, the sea forces of the Dongjiang River deviated from the Miaodao Strait that blocked Dengzhou and gradually moved towards Dazhudao.
The chaos lasted until almost ten o'clock in the morning, and the army surrounding Dengzhou City also returned to the barracks in a scolding and scolding, but in the Dengzhou water port, another group of even larger warships were heavily rippling in the sea.
Indeed, it is impossible for the more than 200,000 rebel population in Dengzhou to be taken away, most of them have been taken as victims and abandoned, and more than 1,000 of the Liao soldiers in Shandong are considered the most elite and loyal subordinates, and the Xiangma bandits are also more than 1,000, and the most are fanatical White Lotus cultists, full 4,000.
There is no way, the Liao soldiers don't believe in the White Lotus Sect, and the most believed is Fan Wenju, and the Mourning Star in the Ringing Horse Thieves speaks harder than him, the Buddha, and only the fanatical White Lotus Sect recognizes him as the Buddha.
When it comes to Jiannu, everyone is a slave for others, a big slave or a small slave, it all depends on strength, although Wang Hua'an has no big opinions, he still has little cleverness, and he is also paving the way for himself.
In the past three days, Wang Hua'an was also the last crazy, and he scraped it again among the hundreds of thousands of rebels, and robbed more than 100,000 taels of silver in the shouting of the White Lotus Grand Master, and was carried onto the boat by box by box. Seeing the hull of the ship getting heavier and heavier, Fan Wenju couldn't help it, and once again clenched his fists and admonished bitterly.
"Buddha, you are the leader of the White Lotus, and there are so many believers to support you, Shandong Governor Yu Dacheng is still scared by us, as long as you are willing to recruit him, Buddha, you are still rich and noble, why go all the way to be a slave to those aliens? What about losing face and losing your ancestors? ”
"The national teacher's words are wrong!"
Before he finished speaking, the mourning star, who had lost a triangular eye, snorted beside him again.
"The Ming Dynasty is in the west of the west at dusk, this stretches all the way to Shandong, the Ming army is so much about to collapse, the small people win the grain and the scenery is cong, and the national teacher is not unseen, and the Ming Dynasty has only one outside the pass to rely on, but even the soldiers outside the pass can't beat the braided soldiers."
"The Buddha took refuge in Houjin is also temporary, first avoided this catastrophe, relied on the protection of the pigtail soldiers, and waited for the pigtail soldiers to destroy the Liaodong soldiers, the Buddha landed from Dengzhou, called on the world to white lotus, and destroyed the Ming Dynasty in one fell swoop, and then divided the world equally with Houjin, and formed the alliance of Song and Jin, when the Buddha is the emperor, Fan Guoshi is the prime minister, and Lao Tzu is the general, isn't it fast?"
"It's extreme, national teacher, didn't you also say that Han Xin also endured the humiliation of his crotch back then? I'll stay here for two years and come back!"
After the defeat of Weihaiwei, Wang Hua'an was obviously and a lot more humble, nodding, he nodded with a smile like a eunuch, and said yes again and again.
Watching the sigh, Fan Wenju finally hugged his fist again.
"Obey orders!"
"So good! So much better! Everybody aboard!"
Finally turned into a smiling Maitreya Buddha again, this kung fu, the silver is almost done, Wang Hua'an laughed and gestured his hands, and pushed a group of henchmen to the boat.
But obviously, Fan Wenju was a little untrusted, the ship of the Liao army was pushed to the forefront to take the lead, and this time it was brought to Liaodong, the Hongyi cannon that could be exchanged for the position the most, and dozens of Western artillery pieces were all placed on the ship of the Xiangma thief, if it weren't for the gunner being the Liao army, and Fan Wenju hugged him tightly, these people Wang Hua'an didn't want to put him by his side.
Originally, Wang Hua'an wanted to put it on his own boat, but 100,000 taels of silver plus luxury goods were not light, and he had to bring his Buddha concubines and saintess archmages, the boat was crowded, so he had to let the mourning star take it.
Before getting on the boat, Wang Hua'an turned his head and asked uneasily.
"Left Protector, those cannons, have you ever been okay?"
"Buddha rest assured!"
The grim smile on his face was almost revealed, and he endured it to maintain that respect, and the mourning star replied with a grotesque expression.
"All the cannons are personally signed by the ministers, and nothing goes wrong!"
Finally relieved, Wang Hua'an got on the boat with a smile, and looked at his fat back, and the face of the mourning star finally revealed complete hideousness, and spit disdainfully.
"Hmph, Lord Belle said, whoever brings the cannon to Liaodong, who will be the king of Gongshun, when the time comes, it is not certain who will be the minister!"
He smiled and muttered, and the ringing horse head also tilted his head.
"Let's go!"
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Again, the sound of bangzi sounded messily under the city of Dengzhou, and once again, hundreds of North China sailing ships set sail out to sea, and once again, Kong Youde actively jumped up and down on the boulder on the cliff with a flintlock pistol, like a gorilla.
"Damn, is there an end?"
"Where's the general? Send someone to report to the general immediately, the rebels are fucking running away again! ”
Just when this goods was in a hurry to breathe fire, a slow voice came from behind him, yawning, Wen Meng came out slowly, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, a heavy jar was thrown out by him, and it happened to be smashed into Kong Youde's arms.
"Daughter Red?"
Stunned, he pulled the plug and sniffed hard, Kong Youde looked over in astonishment, but saw Wen Meng's horse face casually flicked towards Dengzhou City.
"The general went fishing with the girl in plain clothes, so you don't bother him, as for this Dengzhou City, just go in and harvest corn."
Harvesting corn has become a familiar saying in the Dongjiang River, that is, when the thing is done, the harvest is done, and Mao Jue once said that after the war, you can only drink wine at the celebration banquet, and now let Wen Meng bring him a bottle of wine, which means that the war is over?
Stunned, the footsteps of the kicking and tapping Chinese Meng team had already walked to the front, and Kong Youde, who was watching, almost didn't squirt out, and the wine was not drunk, and he casually pushed it into the adjutant's arms, and he also roared angrily.
"Don't be stunned, run into the city for Lao Tzu and harvest corn!"
Thousands of Dongjiang troops ran all the way to the city gate, and there was really no resistance, the closed east gate of Dengzhou suddenly opened, allowing the iron righteous troops to rush in, and on the head of the city, one by one the flags were thrown down, and Mao Jue's red Mao character banner was inserted in the head of Dengzhou City for the second time.
The recovery here marked the Shandong rebellion that spanned Shandong for half a year, beating this large province of Gyeonggi to the ground, successively defeating more than 80,000 Lu troops, dozens of county seats, and displacing hundreds of thousands of people.
However, it seems to be similar to history, and the leader of the rebel army also crossed the sea to Houjin with more than 6,000 horses and advanced firearms technology, but this time, is this really the case?
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Although it is said to be crossing the sea, but in fact the rebels do not need any technical content, the Bohai Bay is only 218 miles, and it is only two or three hours by steamship in later generations, and today's sailing ships also arrive in one day and one night, and the Miaodao Islands are all over most of the strait, and a large part of the sea route can be regarded as offshore navigation.
In the morning, the die-hard fleet was heading east, so as soon as it escaped from the sea, Wang Hua'an's fleet went all the way to the west, going to the westernmost Daheishan Island, Gaoshan Island, and in the evening, it finally went around the scope of the Miaodao Islands, in front of which was Beilucheng Island, bypassing here, it was the old Tieshan Waterway, once it fled there, even the Dongjiang sailors could not catch up.
But just when Wang Hua'an and several military leaders of the Mourning Star showed hopeful eyes, a rapid horn sound came from the sunset, and in the shadow of Beilu City Island shrouded in the setting sun, three huge Dongjiang sail battleships rushed out with seven or eight thirty-meter, fifty-meter, second-class, and third-class style warships.
In terms of quantity, it is ten to one, but in later generations to play League of Legends, there is a famous saying that the small cannon will only be suppressed in quantity, not in firepower! In the first battle of Weihaiwei, Mao Jue had already let the White Lotus Sect rebels see what firepower was.
The front row also sounded a buzzing horn, and the battle flag was played, and more than 20 sailing ships in the front row of Fan Wenju were facing the surging Dongjiang Fleet without hesitation.
The twilight grew deeper, covering the sea, and only a faint thunder could be heard behind him.
Lying on the stern of the boat, even if it was intrigue for a long time, the mourning star still showed a regretful and helpless expression, but immediately, the regret was replaced by hideousness and excitement, and he shouted ugly.
"The sails are full, a little faster!"
In the rapid escape, the rebel team also did not know that not only did not fight on Hokuriku Castle Island, but also set up a banquet.
The firecrackers crackled, and Mao Jue, who had been fishing for a day, was lazily greeted by a fishing rod to the edge of the beach, before getting off the boat, Fan Wenju immediately ran over with great excitement, and knelt on the ground excitedly.
"Sinners meet the General!"
"Hurry up and see what's outside!"
As soon as the fishing rod was thrown, Mao Jue helplessly reached out and quickly pulled him up, and helped him pat the sand on his body.
"Is it ready?"
"Don't worry, it's all hidden in the Dengzhou City Tower, it's too dark, Wang Hua'an patronized and collected money and didn't find it!"
"That's fine, you're not a sinner, you're a hero! Let's go, I'll drag a tuna today, a whole fish feast, just waiting for you!"
There was an unprecedented emotion on his face, Fan Wenju was trembling and crooked and was dragged into it by Mao Jue, and in the fish village on the island, hundreds of tables were filled with hot meals, so that those old Liao soldiers who had taken refuge in the Ming army and were trembling from the rebels also had an extra warmth in their hearts.
In the early hours of the morning, Lushunwei, the coast of Golden State.
It should have been the place where the Ming army was stationed, but vaguely there were more than a dozen blue flags set up densely, and the evil dragon on the banner was dancing its teeth and claws in the night wind, and there was no dragon peace at all, but it was ready to choose people and eat it at any time, the seaside had already shown the white belly of the fish, and a fierce man who looked tall and tall outside the gate was impatiently pacing back and forth waiting, just when he didn't know the first few impatient roars, a tooth-swinging soldier finally knelt on the ground suddenly.
"Lord Belle, here!"
Suddenly opened the binoculars, and in the sky, layers of ship shadows came into Hauge's eyes......