"If you want to go to Liaodong, the monsoon in July and August is the most suitable, and there may be a northerly wind southward in September,......"

Gu San Mazi drafted a detailed submission on the way back, and Shi Lang also mentioned his views on it.

Zhai Zhe listened intently, and did not open his mouth to interrupt Gu Sanmazi's words for nearly half an hour.

After telling all the information, Gu San Mazi saw that Zhai Zhe was still immersed in contemplation, and he didn't dare to say much. Shi Lang hid behind Gu San Mazi and secretly looked at the face of the regent.

The goal of the sailor going north, the number of soldiers and horses going north and the commander of the army are all hidden in the mind of the person on the other side.

"Hmm......" Zhai Zhe was about to speak.

"Lord Wang" Shi Lang suddenly flashed out from behind Gu San Mazi and knelt down, "The last general went north with his uncle's sailor, just to fight the Tartars, before leaving, the uncle asked the last general to ask for battle here with the prince." If the prince can trust his uncle and trust the general, even if it is an expedition to Liaodong, my sailor will be loyal to the Ming Dynasty and the prince, and he will die. ”

He kowtowed again and again on the soft carpet, and his tone was like a cannon, although it was fast, but not a word was messed up, and he thought that he had been practicing in his heart for a long time.

Zhai Zhe had just begun to say a word, and was interrupted by this sudden out. He looked at the young man kneeling in front of him with some surprise, this is Shi Fu's nephew, Shi Fu can put him in the fleet when Gu San goes north, he thinks he is a capable person.

"Raise your head"

Shi Lang raised his head, his eyebrows were very thick, like a thick wolf hair on his face, courageous and a little fierce.

Gu San Mazi was taken aback by Shi Lang's demeanor, this was an incident that had not been explained in advance. He couldn't see the regent's joy and anger, and secretly blamed the Shi family's uncle and nephew for cheating him, but thinking of the three boxes of silver at home, he gritted his teeth and knelt down and said: "The prince is angry, Shi Lang is young, talking nonsense, please atone for your sins." …… Since General Shi arrived on Chongming Island at the beginning of the year, he has been stepping up military training to fight Tartars for the north. ”

Zhai Zhe didn't seem to hear Gu Sanmazi's words, Shi Lang made contact with him for a flash, as if touching a fiery soldering iron, and slowly lowered his head.

What an interesting young man, Shi Lang touched his heart, and the regent of the Ming Dynasty liked to use young people full of vigor the most.

He was almost about to say yes, but the words suddenly changed when his mouth came: "You go back to Chongming Island and wait for my military order"

"Obey" Gu San Mazi hurriedly agreed, seeing that Shi Lang was still stunned there, he gently pulled the corner of his clothes, Shi Lang came back to his senses and kowtowed to receive the order.

Zhai Zhe had several petitions at hand, Chen Huwei, the general soldier of Zhejiang's anti-Japanese army, Wen Linzhu, the chief soldier of the Jiang Water Division, and Zhang Cheng, the chief soldier of Songjiang, all came to ask for orders to lead the naval division of the headquarters to participate in the Northern Expedition.

Two months ago, the regent's secretary ordered Gu San, the deputy general of the Chongming Island Naval Division, to go north, and the generals at the level of the general army of the naval division were all guessing that the imperial court would soon open up a naval battlefield. The small-scale water battle in the canal gave them a taste of the sweetness, and with the strength of the Qing Shui Division, this was equivalent to the credit sent to the door. The Battle of the Northern Expedition was the last feast of the Ming army, and who didn't want to share the credit from it?

The regent continued to stay outside the city of Huai'an, and two military orders were transmitted to Jiangnan.

He ordered Shi Fu, the chief soldier of the Fujian Navy Division, to order the soldiers and horses to be ordered to rectify the grain and grass of the soldiers and horses, and wait for the next order.

Ordered Chen Huwei, the general soldier of Zhejiang Anti-Japanese Army, to lead his troops and horses to the north.

Zhai Zhe didn't know if Dolgon had heard of his intentions, but even if Dolgon was on guard, he couldn't come up with any good solutions. Just like the Qing soldiers in those days, they would break any Great Wall.

In war, sometimes it is necessary to be fast, sometimes it is slow, and it is undoubtedly the most important thing to have the right timing.

The Hongyi cannon of the Ming army is like a chisel in the hand of a stonemason, knocking on the head of Huai'an city little by little. Feng Qin accompanied Zhai Zhe and looked at the empty city on the opposite side.

In the cyan field, there was only one sound.

"Bang"

"Bang"

"Bang"

Monotonous and palpitating.

The Hongyi artillery bombarded for two hours, and the ant-like dense Ming army pushed the siege carts forward, and the government soldiers pushed light projectile cannons along with the foot soldiers, suppressing the gunners and archers at the head of the city.

Zhai Zhe pointed forward with the tip of his horsewhip: "When you were in Hangzhou, how was it better than Jierharang in Huai'an City?" ”

Feng Qin replied honestly: "At that time, the last general was mostly a brave and courageous people, but fortunately, the people of eastern Zhejiang were brave, so they were able to see the sun." Zilharang has 70,000 or 80,000 male soldiers, of which nearly half are cavalry, and he does not dare to go out of the city to fight, and he is really not a general. "He doesn't hide his humility and disdain for Dorgon.

The sound of cannons was replaced by the sound of guns, and the figures of Qing soldiers were revealed in the ruins of Huai'an City. They brought up the small cannons that had just been removed from the city and aimed them at the slow-moving siege engines of the Ming army.

The iron ball sped, the broken wood scattered in midair, and the Ming sergeant fell to the ground in a scream.

The bird-gunned soldiers who were in charge of suppressing the city hurriedly fought back with lead.

The ladder leaned against the female wall, and the armorer roared up with a short blade in his mouth.

Boiling tung oil fell from the city, white steam was hidden in the black smoke, and the air was filled with the smell of boiled meat.

Zhai Zhe glanced at the battlefield expressionlessly, and Feng Qin's brows became heavier and heavier.

Back then, he was able to use the people who only had blood and courage to defend Huai'an, but now why don't he believe that Jierharang can use 80,000 veterans who have experienced a hundred battles to defend Huai'an.

"You think that I am not considerate of the soldiers, let them die in vain under the city of Huai'an" Zhai Zhe understated.

"The last general will not dare, how can a war not be dead." Feng Qin's mouth is not right.

He cherished the lives of his soldiers, never made unnecessary sacrifices, and fought mostly to defend the people after the defense, many people in the army did not understand him, and the soldiers could not understand his thoughts.

Li Zhi'an said behind his back that the regent deliberately cultivated him. But even if they were thousands of miles away, Li Zhian would never dare to chew Zuo Ruo's tongue behind his back.

His military exploits are unparalleled, but in the hearts of the officers and soldiers in the army, Zuo Ruo's reputation seems to have always been on his head. Of course, if you add civil officials, there are still people who can read people.

"You are good at everything, but you are not as good as Zuo Ruo" Zhai Zhe pointed in his heart.

Feng Qin smiled bitterly, did the regent think that he was inferior to Zuo Ruo? I heard that Gu San Mazi came to Huai'an and left, and the sailor should also make a move.

"Chen Huwei will be there soon," Zhai Zhe pointed to the steamy Huai River.

"This king wants to forcibly block the Huai River, so that there will be no supplies in Huai'an City, and trap the last bit of elite in Huai'an"

"It's impossible," Feng Qin almost said. Both sides of the Huai River were controlled by the Qing Dynasty, and the sailors went deep into the water, which was tantamount to self-destruction.

He said: "Lord Wang, Shandong is empty, if the sailor goes north, it is better to attack Shandong." ”

"Do you say it's better to attack Shandong, or Beijing or Liaodong?"

Feng Qin thought about it and insisted: "Shandong"

When he looked up, he saw Zhai Zhe smiling at him.

"If I don't let the Qing soldiers in Huai'an City be exhausted, how can I let them collapse for thousands of miles."

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