Chapter 244: Big Trouble

"Alas, what else can I do, just do my best to obey the destiny of heaven." Chen Jiusi replied abruptly, kicking his buffalo leather boots to the ground, kicking the ashes in all directions.

This is definitely not the way, at least in his eyes, he can't see the hope of the southern red scarf to dominate the world, although in the past year, several armies have attacked everywhere, and have beaten one prosperous city after another, burning the war from Wuchang all the way to Hangzhou, but the only ones who can firmly control zhì in their hands are Qizhou (now Qichun) and several counties around Huangzhou, and the others either took the initiative to give up after being defeated, or were forced to take back by the Mengyuan army, and they could not gain a long-term foothold at all.

Even if the Red Turban Army is restrained and Prime Minister Peng Yingyu emphasizes military discipline, the damage to the local area is unavoidable, especially for those local tyrants and inferior gentry who collude with the government and oppress the good, the Red Turban Army will never be ambiguous when they confiscate their family property, otherwise, where will the military food come from, who will pay for the military salary, and as for the weapons and armor, it is impossible to talk about.

For ordinary people, the Red Turban Army adopted another attitude, if it can distribute some food, it will give them some food, and if it can burn the rich man's land deed, it will be burned to the slag, but it is difficult for the people to get more benefits, and they will not really support the Red Turban Army, because soon, the Red Turban Army will have to continue to flow to other regions due to various factors, as soon as the Red Turban leaves, the officers and soldiers will be killed from all sides, and those armies of the Mengyuan Imperial Court, no matter whether you have anything to do with the Red Turban, as long as you find any excuse, will slaughter the whole village into mass graves.

As a result, the area that the two sides repeatedly fought over quickly became a blank field, and even if it finally fell back into the hands of the Red Turbans, no taxes could be collected within three to five years.

If that day comes, the red scarves known as millions of days will only scatter away, and there is no need for the imperial court to send troops to suppress them, and they will have to starve themselves to death, which is like the Wagang army in those years, when they just laid down Xingluocang, how majestic they were, and when the food was eaten up, Li Mi, Wang Bodang and others completely became lost dogs, (Note 2)

Chen Jiusi is unwilling to be Wang Bodang, and he doesn't think that anyone is worthy of dying with him, the troubled times are coming, it is the time for heroes and heroes to show their strength, he wants to be a dragon among people, and realize his ambitions without fetters.

Unlike other Red Turban Army generals, who couldn't even write their own names, Chen Jiusi had read a lot of books and worked as a scribe in the county town, so he thought about things far more than others, however, most of the time, some of his ideas were not understood by anyone, including his two closest companions, Zhao Pusheng and Ding Pulang, who rarely agreed with his views.

This made him even more invisible, even at the celebration banquet of the upper echelons of the Red Turban Army, he was often out of step with the noise around him, but fortunately, his uncle, Peng Yingyu, the prime minister of the Tianwan Dynasty, appreciated his intelligence and resourcefulness, and could understand his worries, so he had always entrusted him with important tasks, including this secret contact with Zhu Bayi, and sent him to come with two other proud disciples, Zhao Pusheng and Ding Pulang, (Note 1)

"You are too arrogant, and it may be difficult to talk about one place with that Zhu Eighty-one, so this time I went to Huai'an to let Pusheng be the master, but his temperament is too generous, so I also need you to help him more on the side, and we must talk about a favorable result, otherwise, if the surnamed Zhu is bewitched by Liu Futong and draws a clear line with us, our life will be more difficult." Thinking of Peng Yingyu's advice before leaving, Chen Youliang couldn't help but shake his head and sigh again.

According to what he observed before, Zhu Butcher was bewitched by Liu Futong, I am afraid it is not easy, but if you want Zhu Butcher to fall to the side of the Tianwan Dynasty, I am afraid it is also a pipe dream, this person is clearly ready to implement a set of unprecedented things, which is different from the Mengyuan Imperial Court, also different from Liu Futong, and even different from the Tianwan Empire, although only a vague outline has appeared so far, but Chen Jiusi believes that none of the first three parties can accept this change, in other words, if Zhu Eighty-one wants to stick to his own set, It is only a matter of time before you can stand on your own, and it is not subject to anyone's will.

"What are you sighing again, if you want me to see, you just have too much thought." The white-faced Zhao Pusheng followed, hugging Chen Youliang's shoulder and comforting, "We are all military generals, what do you want to do so much, in big matters, there are masters and Ni Taishi who are in control, no matter how far we can see, we can still be stronger than the master, okay, take it easy, you will have to deal with the people of the Huai'an Army later, your face is easy for people to misunderstand." ”

"You can rest assured, no matter how ignorant I am, I will not let the master here come down in person." Chen Jiusi glanced at Zhao Pusheng and broke free gently, "Besides, didn't you say it just now, feeding 600,000 mouths is not a simple matter, if you can't get it, Zhu Butcher is looking forward to the sky to drop grain, let's come now, it's just to send charcoal in the snow." ”

In fact, as he expected, Zhu Eighty-one is now a big deal for Yangzhou City, more than 600,000 people, even if each person only gives two bowls of porridge to drink every day, they will get 70,000 or 80,000 catties of food, and now it is the coldest time of the year in the Jiangbei region, and if they can't eat enough for a long time, there will definitely be old and weak people who can't survive this winter, and because there is no hope, those strong young people among the refugees will become more and more difficult to control, according to Zhang Jiusi and Wang Kerou, in the ruins of Yangzhou City, There are already many idlers who have begun to loot the few clothes and belongings they have from other refugees, and there is a growing trend that, if not properly addressed, a civil uprising of no small scale will occur.

This time, they did not rebel against the Great Yuan Dynasty, but directly pointed the blade at the Huai'an army, and the Huai'an army, whether it was suppressed or conceded, would end up in disgrace.

It is easier said than done to properly solve the problem, and the punishment of those who take the lead in bullying people can only have a temporary deterrent effect, and if there is no hope for a long time, more people will jump out and take risks.

Zhang Mingjian and others lit the fire, not only destroyed tens of thousands of wooden houses, hundreds of carved beams and paintings, he a fire, burned the vast majority of people in Yangzhou City, those who have relatives in the countryside, can also consider going to run, survive for a period of time, and then find a chance to make a comeback, those pure city people, can not see where the future is.

Unlike Xuzhou, Suzhou and other places, the population in the city is small, and there are large pieces of farmland around, as long as the original owners of the farmland, Mongolia and the Lord Semu are expelled, the land can be distributed to the displaced people, Yangzhou City is unique in that there is not so much ownerless land around the city, even if all are confiscated, the people in the city can not share much, and the vast majority of the people in the city will not serve the crops at all, let them go to the soil to dig food, it is better to directly push them into the river and drown.

In other words, in the words of Zhu Dapeng's time, Yangzhou City in the Yuan Dynasty was a large-scale industrial and commercial city, relying on commerce, shipping, porcelain, lacquerware and large-scale textile workshops, it could feed millions of people, and now, all the shops and workshops were burned by Zhang Mingjian, and the ships on the dock were also swept to Luzhou by two Mongolian princes, leaving only a ruin, naturally all industries withered, and everyone wanted to help people, but they could not find an employer.

"Otherwise, I'll raise troops and go to Jiangnan now." People are forced to be in a hurry, so they instinctively want to take risks, Zhu Eighty-one himself is the same, and Yangzhou is separated by a water, that is, Zhenjiang, if you can kill the past and grab a foothold, you can naturally settle enough refugees, and you can also grab some food from the official warehouse of the imperial court.

"No." As soon as the words fell, Lu Luzeng and Xu Da stood up at the same time to object, "It's too far away from Huai'an, and it's difficult for the ammunition supply to keep up." ”

"It is rainy in the south of the Yangtze River in winter, and fighting the enemy on a rainy day is equivalent to using one's own shortcomings and hitting the enemy's length."

The two spoke from different angles, but they both hit the most critical place of the Huai'an army, although the power of firearms is huge, but the defects are just as obvious, first, its dependence on logistics, is several times the original, there is no gunpowder and projectiles, muskets and cannons, the power is not as good as an ash pole, and the ammunition used in muskets and artillery, at present, only Huai'an's can be produced, the farther the distance, the greater the difficulty of transportation, and the time required for each supply has also increased exponentially.

In addition, in the areas along the river, it is very common for a rain to fall for half a month in winter, and without muskets and artillery, the combat effectiveness of the Huai'an Red Turbans will be reduced by at least half.

"The last general thinks that our army is not suitable at the moment, and the battle line is too long, first of all, it is difficult to supply, and secondly, from the situation some time ago, there are many problems in the firearms tactics of our Huai'an army, and Timur does not spend his uncles and nephews without a desperate heart, so our army can be as powerful as a bamboo, and if we meet a soldier who knows and has the courage to work hard, this battle may not be as easy to fight as before." Without waiting for Zhu Bayi to react, Liu Ziyunxun stepped forward to make up for the knife.

Note 1: The Tianwan regime has Liantai Province, which is equivalent to the Zhongshu Province of Mengyuan, and Peng Yingyu is the political affairs of Liantai Pingzhang, and his status is equivalent to that of the prime minister.

Note 2: After Li Mi and Wang Bodang surrendered to Li Yuan, because he had too much influence in the old Wagang department, he was soon suspicious of Li Yuan, and had to defect again, was caught up by the Tang army, and was killed together with Wang Bodang.

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