11-21 Blood evidence of the massacre

The fleet of the Red Shirts marched with difficulty in the Yellow River rapids, this section of the Yellow River belongs to the end of the middle stream, in the Jinyu Yellow River Gorge formed by Zhongtiao Mountain and Wangwu Mountain, the broken walls on both sides of the river are like cutting, the middle river is rushing, and the three canyons have their own style: the lonely mountain gorge is ghostly and magical, and the wall is cut by a thousand cuts; Longfeng Gorge coils dragons and snakes, twists and turns; The Dayu Gorge is open and stretched, and the weather is myriad. But the huge drop in the river makes it difficult for boats to move upstream.

If it were an ordinary sailing ship, it would stop when it encountered such water conditions, and could only rely on the slender man to pull forward inch by inch, but the fleet of the Red Shirts was all steamships, and shovels of high-quality Kailuan anthracite coal were thrown into the hearth, burning the steam to the fullest, and the huge water wheels on both sides of the ship were firmly turned forward, and nature finally succumbed in front of the power of the machine, and the boats with red battle flags broke the waves in the yellow water.

Looking at the turbulent waves on the bow of the ship and the cliffs on both sides, Liu Ziguang sighed with pride and shouted: "Bring pen, ink and paper." The soldiers immediately presented white paper and charcoal, only to see the marshal on the bow of the brush to write, the generals nodded secretly, the marshal poetry, I don't know what kind of peerless poems will be released after a while, but Liu Ziguang finished writing, what he showed everyone was a charcoal landscape sketch that was not relied on.

"The handsome Danqing Kung Fu...... It's really ......" Everyone can't understand this, they just feel that the black pressure doesn't know what it is, and it's not easy to belittle, so they can only pick up a thumbs up and admire, Liu Ziguang shrugged his shoulders: "You illiterate, Ben Shuai painted not landscapes, but drawings, the engineering schematic diagram of Xiaolangdi Hydropower Station, do you understand?" ”

The generals only know how to fight, where do they know what hydropower stations, Liu Ziguang doesn't care about their big eyes, and said to himself: "The Yellow River Gorge is high and the water is urgent, if you can build a dam, store water into a lake, and then open the gate to release water when the water potential is high, so that the rotor electricity of the motor is driven by this million Jun hydraulic power, wouldn't it save a lot of coal, electricity can be illuminated, factory machines can be driven, and electrolytic aluminum can be produced, which is definitely a good thing for the benefit of the country and the people." ”

The generals still don't understand, the things in Hou Ye's head are too profound, not that they can understand, but the senior students of the martial arts hall frowned, thinking about the deep meaning of Hou Ye's words, although these students are not too familiar with electric power science, but at least they can understand the general meaning, Hou Ye has never forgotten the national economy and people's livelihood, and it is really a blessing for thousands of years to have such capable ministers and loyal ministers in the Ming Dynasty.

No one appreciated the sketches of the project drawn, Liu Ziguang was a little bored, handed over the drawings to the soldiers and put them away: "This time, our army is divided into two routes, all the way to Shanxi, all the way to Guanzhong, the boss is in charge of this stall in Guanzhong, Shanxi, which general is willing to lead the troops?" ”

The generals glanced at each other, no one came out to answer for the time being, Shanxi is already a grasshopper after the autumn, jumping for a few days, the current situation in the country is very good, the small Manchu court behind the Taihang Mountain is precarious, the banner people no longer dare to be rampant, because now their power is not as good as before, the lifeblood of Shanxi is Hong Chengchou's green camp Han army, the rebellion in the province is also one after another, the officials of the prefectures and counties are waiting for the Ming army to come over and surrender, it is said that many counties have changed Hanfu from top to bottom, After cutting the braids, the Manchu court was able to control only Taiyuan, Datong and several large cities and the passes on the Taihang Mountain.

Seeing that the generals didn't speak, Liu Ziguang knew that this was because they disliked that the enemy in Shanxi was too weak, and they refused to pick up this cheap and were ridiculed by others.

Liu Ziguang's gaze swept over the heads of the generals, and finally landed on a stocky, unknown man in the back.

"Zhao Zhang, you take three battalions of men and horses, one battalion of horses and artillery, and go straight to Taiyuan Mansion, don't be too anxious, presumably Kangxi Xiao'er has expected that Shanxi is not a permanent place of residence, you just need to connect a few cities, and force them to go north to Datong, even if it is a great achievement, and leave the rest to others to do."

Zhao Chengcheng is the veteran of the Red Shirt Army, he was the platoon commander of the two stars when Liguo raised the army, and after the Battle of Beijing, he was promoted two levels in a row, promoted from a thousand households to a deputy general soldier, and became a general who led thousands of troops and horses.

The basic combat unit of the Red Shirt Army is the battalion, and the battalions of the horse infantry and artillery workers are equipped with different personnel and equipment for various combat functions, but most of them are about 3,000 people, and below the battalion is the general - ---sentinel team--- the general flag - small flag formation, and the three battalions form a temporary strategic unit-brigade, in addition to the combat troops, there are thousands of civilians to follow, how to start there are more than 10,000 men and horses, how to start there are more than 10,000 men and horses, at least it can be regarded as a general who can command thousands of troops and horses.

Zhao Chengcheng was a small big soldier four years ago, and now he has become a general who leads 10,000 people, how not to make him excited, Nuo Nuo said: "Big handsome, the last general ......"

Liu Ziguang said: "Go, don't lose the face of the commander, take Shanxi to send troops to aid Guanzhong, and our military salary will be counted on in Shanxi in the future." ”

Zhao Chengcheng arched his hand and said: "The last general will take the order!" The voice has changed a little, which shows the depth of excitement.

The fleet passed the Tongguan natural danger at midnight, one side is the Xiongguan and the other side is the towering Zhongtiao Mountain, the middle is the turbulent Yellow River, it is impossible to cross the natural barrier formed by nature for thousands of years by manpower and animal power alone, the lights of Tongguan City are still bright, but no one notices that there are people in the Yellow River who go against the flow to the west.

After the Yellow River passed through Tongguan, it turned a ninety-degree bend to the north, but there was also a waterway to the west, that is, the Wei River that crossed Shaanxi, the Red Shirt Army was divided into two roads here, Zhao Pingcheng took his mixed brigade to the shore and went north, from the 6th Road, and the vacated ships returned to the Luoyang Military Station to continue to load troops and logistics materials to the west, and the 20,000 main forces led by Liu Ziguang continued to advance along the Wei River, and the troops pointed directly at Chang'an.

In the transport ship of the forward battalion, Zhou Peigong and Wang Fuchen were sitting at a small table talking, they were the most capable characters in Jing **, the essence of the whole Jing ** was these 3,000 people, originally they thought that this time they would definitely send the forward battalion to Shanxi, because Wang Fuchen had been the puppet Qing Shanxi Governor after all, and the terrain personnel were familiar with it, but Liu Dashuai sent an unknown deputy general soldier over, but did he not trust the forward battalion?

"Don't think about it so much, who made us say earlier that we were unwilling to play against Mr. Hong, Liu Dashuai is sympathetic to our old feelings and doesn't want us to be embarrassed." Zhou Pei is fair.

"I hope so. I see that the map brought by Deputy General Zhao is very detailed, a hundred times more detailed than the map I asked people to survey and map in Shanxi, where there are villages and where there is a water source, the Guankou Mountains are clearly marked, even what month it rains and snows, there is such information in hand, that is, we are not allowed to go to the forward battalion, and whoever we send can win, alas, it is really not better than not knowing, one is frightened, I thought that our three thousand brothers are elite divisions, in fact, compared with other Red Shirt veterans, we are nothing, at most a substitute. Wang Fuchen sighed, there was no resentment about being reused.

"The auxiliary ministers are too worried, the marshal took us westward this time, it is to be of great use, Shanxi is already in the bag, whoever is sent is the same, Guanzhong is the top priority, we and the Western Army are fighting for this breath, as long as we fight bravely to advance Chang'an, the face of the marshal will be there, and we can be tough when we speak in the court, and we will also follow the favor, the future is in our own hands, the auxiliary minister!"

After listening to Zhou Peigong's persuasion, Wang Fuchen slammed his fist on the table: "Dry, our forward battalion is not a bad breed, and when we meet the enemy, we also let the marshal know that all of our forward battalions are good men who can fight and kill!" ”

The Wei River is much narrower than the Yellow River, and there are no cliffs on both banks, but the endless fields of the Guanzhong Plain, it is spring, but there are no crops in sight on both banks, and the fields are barren, and occasionally you can see wild dogs running in the fields, but there is no one in the shadows, and the villages in the distance are also uninhabited, and there is no smoke in the middle of nowon.

All the way to the west is only more than 100 miles, is the Weinan Mansion with the three Qin main roads, the thoroughfare of the eight provinces, the city is the eastern barrier of Chang'an, if the Western Xia army has the intention to defend, will definitely station an army here, so the red shirt army stopped the ship and landed, the whole team camped, and entered the state of 6 battles.

The sappers landed first, and then quickly built a wharf, unloaded the soldiers and horses on the boat, and the army was stationed on the spot, and a scout was sent out to reconnoiter the military situation in Weinan, and the army would attack Weinan Province after a day's rest.

But in the middle of the night, the big handsome beat the drum and gathered the generals, and the generals didn't dare to slack off when they first arrived in Guanzhong, and they didn't take off their clothes and armor when they slept. I saw Liu Ziguang sitting behind the handsome case, his face was cloudy and uncertain under an oil lamp on the desk, the corners of his mouth were tense, and his eyes were angry, as if he was forcibly suppressing his anger.

Seeing that the crowd was about to arrive, Liu Ziguang said: "Weinan doesn't need to fight, it is already an empty city, the Xixia people have slaughtered the people of the city, the city walls have been demolished, all the houses have been burned down, and Weinan has become a ghost city." ”

The generals looked at each other, they didn't expect the Tanguts to be so brutal, even more miserable than when the Manchus entered the customs, but why did they destroy such a rich city? Is it for revenge? Or is it simply destruction for the sake of destruction?

"The army will be drawn now, and the whole army will enter Weinan as a whole, so that the brethren can see how the Tangut people deal with our compatriots." Liu Ziguang said hatefully.