Today, Ling Jingyang asked people to invite the Dashun army to come to help, and after Gao Yigong and others received the request for help, they did not come to help as soon as possible, but waited until the Daxi army retreated, and then he took hundreds of Dashun soldiers to the city gate to make a show.

At this time, Ling Jingyang had already returned to the mansion, how could Ling Jingyang not understand Gao Yigong's thoughts.

"General Gao, our army and the people and the Great Western Army are just fighting with fists and feet, and they have not hurt the harmony, but General Gao is here, but there is something important to discuss?"

Gao Yigong was also subtle, and said: "I heard that your soldiers and horses want to give up Ningwuguan and go south to Huguang? ”

Ling Jingyang nodded and replied to Gao Yigong.

"General Gao, the Great Western Army is going to Henan, and if our army is here again, won't it block the road of the Great Shun Army?"

He skillfully influenced the Great Western Army, and Gao Yigong was said to be confused for a while, as if this is indeed the truth, the Great Western Army blocked the living space of the Great Shun Army, and there was a Ming Army in Ningwuguan, isn't this to block the Great Shun Army?

Ling Jingyang said to him again: "Our army withdrew from Ningwu Pass, and it will be given to General Gao here." ”

Gao Yigong came this time to take over the Ming army stationed in Ningwu Pass, this was not expected that Ling Jingyang would be so generous, and sent Ningwu Pass to the Dashun Army in one go, Gao Yigong was a little embarrassed, Ling Jingyang saw that he was embarrassed, and once again the lion opened his mouth and asked the Dashun Army to support grain and grass.

He also said that when he went to Huguang, he would pass by Henan, and he might be able to delay the speed of the Great Western Army in Henan on the road to the south, and buy time for the Dashun Army to enter Henan.

As a senior general of the rear battalion, after Li went to Yicheng and Zhang Neng went to Shaanxi, he was the leader of the rear battalion, and immediately said that he could give the Ming army a thousand stones of grain and grass, as well as some weapons and ammunition.

Ling Jingyang responded to him, tomorrow morning, the Ming army and civilians will withdraw from Ningwu Pass, and then I will ask you to leave the Dashun army soldiers here, the two left after reaching an agreement, Ling Jingyang returned to the bedroom, wiped the armor, iron knife, bow and arrow, arm guards and other equipment, he is not a small soldier, he is the main general of the army, and he must also recuperate, after wiping the equipment, lie on the bed and gradually fall asleep.

By the time he woke up, it was already afternoon, and he watched

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Seeing that there was a delicious meal on the table, he got up and took a few bites, and then took the guards to the city.

At this time, the city was very lively, and there were still people out of the city, Ling Jingyang suddenly remembered that he didn't give Ningwu Pass to the Dashun army, why didn't he think that Zhou Yuan would tell the people of the city that after the Ming army went south to Huguang, there would be a Dashun army stationed in Ningwu Pass.

In this way, don't the people have to leave, Ling Jingyang scolded himself for having no brains, but at this time, if he issued a military order again, wouldn't it change the order overnight, let him lose his authority and prestige, and it would also make the order in the city more and more unbearable, he shook his head and took the guards to the artillery camp.

The old steamed bun is being mobilized in the artillery battalion, and the artillery battalion has more than 60 large and small artillery, of which there are only two red-coated cannons that can be used, seven general cannons, and the rest are small artillery such as tiger squat artillery, and there are more than 600 shells, which are enough to support the whole army to fight a medium-sized battle.

He shouted at the old steamed bun from afar: "Old steamed bun, the artillery battalion has so many heavy guys, do you have the confidence to keep up with the big army?" ”

Lao Mantou hates others to say that he is old, even if it is Ling Jingyang, he is not happy.

"Dudu, if you say that, I'm not happy, my legs and feet are very good, the day before yesterday, I picked up a big knife, didn't I also beat that kid from the Great Western Army?"

Ling Jingyang was joking with him, and when he saw that he was a little angry, he smiled and said: "Old steamed bun, what about you in Pontus, can't you see this?" ”

The old steamed bun stopped squeaking, and Ling Jingyang saw that the soldiers of the artillery battalion dragged the red-clothed cannon and dozens of other cannons into the car and pushed them on wheels, which was much more time-saving and labor-saving than using people to pull them.

But it's okay for these big guys to take the big road, if they pass by muddy roads and rainstorms, they can walk five kilometers a day, thank God, Ling Jingyang asked the old steamed bun to be ready to give up important weapons such as red-coated cannons at any time, but small artillery such as tiger squat cannons must be brought, even if they are attacked by enemy troops, they must retreat with tiger squat cannons.

The old steamed bun is not heartbroken with the red-coated cannons, these red-coated cannons are gone, what he cares about is the gunner, the artillery battalion now has more than 400 new and old gunners, all of whom he has trained single-handedly, and every time he loses a gunner, it is much harder to train a gunner than to train a sword and shield soldier.

"Governor, this iron

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I don't care about the pimple, it's that my gunners need to be protected by direct troops. ”

"Your artillery battalion is in the Chinese army, and your artillery battalion is safe before the other troops are finished."

Ling Jingyang and the old steamed bun chatted for a while about gunpowder, speaking of which, the old steamed bun also had a reluctant request, he asked Ling Jingyang to pass by all over the place, so that the soldiers can find some old houses, toilets next to the floating soil, where there will be salty crystals, poke with burning charcoal will "swish" spark, scrape it down and refine it to get nitrate, nitrate is an important material for gunpowder.

Ling Jingyang is not interested in these, gunpowder is important, but he will not be a soldier to do these things, and when he arrives in the southwest region, there are natural saltpeters.

"Why don't you let the gunner do this?"

"The gunners are baby bumps, I can't let them go."

Ling Jingyang understood that the old steamed bun loved soldiers like a son, and he came up with a way.

"These things of collecting saltpeter, let's let the people go, every time I find some saltpeter, I will reward some food, I promise to scrape the saltpeter there wherever I go."

The old steamed bun nodded hurriedly, Ling Jingyang turned around the artillery camp, and came to the city, he did not go to other military camps, but came to the city wall of Ningwuguan, raised his eyes, there were still Qing army corpses outside the city that had not had time to be buried, looking farther, and could see the flag of the rear guard of the Great Western Army looming.

Ling Jingyang cheered himself up in his heart, and after retreating to Huguang, he wanted to expand his sphere of influence in Huguang, and then the whole army marched west to Sichuan, and found a stable rear in Sichuan, and he decided to open modern civilization.

Because he knew that if he continued to fight like this, even if he defeated the Qing army, he would not be able to defeat the Fusang army, and from the perspective of the Fusang puppet army's equipment, he realized that the Fusang army was beginning to be nearly modernized, and if the Fusang people were allowed to walk in the science and technology tree, the Chinese people would be crushed by the Fusang army in the future.

But he also doesn't understand why the Fusang people can come to this era in advance as an organization, and they can also lay out in advance, why the country he represents, only he went to this last day alone, did not form a system to cross the army, and did not form a system to bring scientific and technological talents, as far as he came to this last day alone, for a national strategy, isn't this child's play?

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