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On August 20, 1847, on the battlefield with a radius of nearly 20 kilometers on the north bank of the Dongjiang River in Guangdong, guns roared, and the sound of killing shook the sky.

After a lapse of 200 years, the two armies of the Ming and Qing dynasties once again fought to the death for Guangzhou, the first city in the south of the world. The bloody battle had started at midnight the previous day, and it had been more than six hours now. The long trench east of Dazhai was completely occupied by the Ming army, and the wooden fence and low wall on the east side of Dazhai also fell into the hands of the Ming army, and more than 40 12-pounder copper cannons deployed here were also nailed to the fire gate - but now it seems that this move is completely redundant. Because the Qing army of Seng Lingqin did not recapture the artillery position of Liliang at all, these cannons all fell into the hands of the Ming army, if it were not for the fire gate being sealed, they could now be used to bombard the Qing army.

Shi Dakai and his company of grenadiers now formed two horizontal columns, relying on a breastwork taken from the Qing army to fire a platoon of guns with the enemy fifty paces away. They had been engaged in a shootout with the Qing army on the opposite side for half a night, but because one side was relying on fortifications and the other side was protected by wooden shields, the effect of the shootout was not very good. However, the 9-pounder and 12-pounder cannons that were dragged up caused considerable losses to the Qing army. However, the Qing army also collected the remaining artillery, and concentrated it on the eastern front to fight against the Ming army, although it was at a disadvantage, but it barely maintained the situation.

To the left and right of the company led by Shi Dakai were a company of light infantry and a company of infantry, and farther away, there were troops belonging to the other two regiments. They formed a battle line about 5 miles long and became the first line of the Ming army. Dozens of cannons were pushed up, right behind the first line of the Ming army. It was erected on high ground on the west side of the moat. It's being bombarded incessantly.

Behind the artillerymen. It was the second line of the Ming army, which consisted of twenty other companies, all of whom stood in the long trenches and stood by. On both sides of the frontal front of the Ming army, there were four battalions serving as flanks, three of which were deployed on the right flank (the left flank was against the Dongjiang River, and was covered by the gunboats of the Ming naval division, so there was no need to deploy heavy protection).

Zhu Jishi's red-bottomed regimental dragon flag is now erected behind the long trench that originally belonged to the Qing army. This king of the rejuvenating Ming Dynasty is now wearing a bright yellow Tuanlong narrow-sleeved round-necked robe, wearing a black gauze winged crown. Riding on a military horse of Arab origin, he supervised the battle majestically. Zhu Jishi actually didn't like this Ming Emperor's regular clothes, but his civil and military ministers and soldiers of the Ming army all wanted him to dress like this - the gray military uniform and triangular hat that imitated Napoleon did not seem to be very popular in China. Of course, ordinary Ming officers and soldiers can't dress so stylishly, and it's good to have a gray military uniform, but this material is still imported from England (produced by the Oumen-Engels company, and the Engels family has made a fortune now)?

Guarding Zhu Jishi were two battalions of grenadiers, a battalion of brocade cavalry, and more than 200 brocade guards.

"Is that person Zhu Rui?"

Monk Greenqin raised the monocular and saw three or four miles away. Zhu Jishi was escorted by hundreds of brocade guards wearing bright red military uniforms. A sun and moon flag and a red-bottomed regimental dragon flag were waving in the wind behind him, becoming the spiritual pillars of all Ming officers and soldiers on the battlefield!

This is the king of the Han people!? How does it compare to the Great Qing Holy Monarch in the Forbidden City?

A little disrespectful thought. Suddenly, it surged from the bottom of Seng Lingqin's heart, and he couldn't suppress it.

Not to mention the ability to govern the country with soldiers, just talking about the ability to spend money, I am afraid that the Daoguang Holy Monarch will not have one-tenth of Zhu Rui's sainthood.

The holy monarch in the Forbidden City costs dozens of taels to eat an egg, a patch of the dragon robe costs thousands of taels, and the internal affairs government dares to ask for 7,500 taels (to set up a noodle dining room) after eating a piece of noodles (gnocchi soup...... The Han emperor on the other side spent dozens of silver dollars on the dragon robe that topped the sky, right? The imperial court ran foreign affairs and the Eight Banners New Army, and tens of millions of taels of silver were spent, but what was the effect? And how much silver did Zhu Regent's more than 20,000 new troops cost? I don't know if there is a million taels?

Compared to the level of earning silver, the Daoguang Saint Monarch is even worse. At present, the annual income of the Qing Dynasty is not much more than that of Qianlong! And that Zhu was stunned to earn gold and silver with his bare hands, and I heard that he was one of the richest in Shijie. If this Guangdong Province falls into his hands, won't he give birth to twenty or thirty million silver dollars a year? In Zhu Yi's hands, this money can at least spend 20,000 taels of benefits from the imperial court!

If this Guangdong is surnamed Zhu, if the Qing Dynasty doesn't cheer up again, this country will be hanging and hanging......

Sighing, putting away that little disrespectful thought, Monk Greenqin turned back to Ulantai, Xianglin, Fu Fang and others: "You see, that person is probably Zhu Yi, and he is the one who messes with my Daqing country!" Let's talk about it, what can we do to clear this catastrophe for the emperor? ”

Ulantai, Xianglin, and Fu Fang were all standing on stirrups at the moment, holding binoculars and observing the Ming army formation in front of them. Hearing Monk Greenqin's question, Ulantai first replied: "Back to the words of the prince, it seems that this Zhu Shun is still a little arrogant, and he dares to put himself under the nose of my Manchurian iron horseman, as long as I break through the center of it with a heavy army in my vest, I can directly take Zhu Shun, even if I can't kill the thief, I can force him away." At present, the morale of the thief army is tied to Zhu Rei, and if he retreats, the thief's heart will be chaotic, and then he will be attacked by a large army, and he can win a complete victory! ”

Monk Lingqin nodded slightly, what Ulantai said was the same as what he thought, but it is really hard to say how iron the current Manchurian Iron Cavalry is? Can brave the hail of bullets to break through the center of the enemy army? Moreover, there is a trench in front of Zhu Wei, and the idle military horses are afraid that they will not be able to jump over...... What a goddamn trench!

Even if a small number of vests riding good horses broke through, there were many guards around Zhu Yi, and more than 200 people were leading high-headed horses, these horses were taller and more majestic than the Mongolian horses he rode! I'm afraid it's a good horse that is hard to buy (in fact, it is a military horse of British India), this Zhu Rui has a lot of silver!

"Lord Wang, using the vest to charge into battle is probably the only way to recover the disadvantage, otherwise when the foreign gun team of the foreign firearms battalion can't hold on, we will lose this battle." Fu Fang on the side saw that Monk Lingqin didn't speak, so he took over the topic and said, "But I'm afraid that trench is not easy to pass, Zhu Yi dares to swagger in front of the formation, I think he also relies on a long trench to protect him, right?" ”

He pointed to the right flank of the army and said: "However, the right flank of the rebels is a little thin, with only three phalanxes of five hundred men and no artillery. ”

"But then there is no chance to kill Zhu Yi!" Monk Greenqin glanced at Zhu Jishi in the distance, and said to himself, "I don't know if there will be such an opportunity in the future?" ”

"Lord Wang," Xianglin, the governor of Guangdong, proposed at this time, "If you want to kill Zhu Shun, I am afraid that it is not enough to rely on a thousand vests, you must be pressed by the whole army, and you can only ...... if you can't do it."

If you can't do it, you can only escape from Guangdong! Of course, Xianglin didn't say this, but everyone knew it. All eyes were on Monk Grinqin, waiting for him to take Zuihou's idea.

"It's still not going to be a hammer deal." Monk Greenqin was silent for a long time, but Zuihou still shook his head, "Fu Fang listens to orders!" ”

"The last general!"

"Take a thousand vests and attack the enemy's right flank! Remember, you don't have to be entangled with the rebel phalanx, just take Zhu Re's own formation, and if you can force Zhu Revers, it will be a great achievement! ”

"Scum!" Fu Fang saluted immediately, received the order of the monk Lingqin, and went to mobilize the vest to make a detour to the north.

"Xianglin listens to orders!" Monk Greenqin then arranged, "With you supervising the king's military standard, Guangdong Green Camp raising the standard, Chaozhou Town Standard, Yingde Town Standard, Qiongzhou Town Standard and Huizhou Jieshi Town Standard will attack the thief army head-on!" ”

"Scum!" Xianglin also immediately took over the military order, and when he turned around, he went to organize the green battalion soldiers to die. The four town standards that Seng Greenqin transferred to him just now are the more capable troops in the seven towns of Guangdong, plus the military standards of Seng Greenqin, and Xianglin's own promotion, which basically includes seventy or eighty percent of the remaining combat strength of the Guangdong Green Battalion, and all of them are filled with cannon fodder! If Fu Fang's vest hadn't forced Zhu Jishi's home formation, I am afraid that Dongjiang would have lost his blood in this battle. (To be continued......)