Yang Sichang is not a fool, at this time, regardless of whether he said this sincerely or unintentionally, he must express absolute loyalty to the emperor.

Yang Sichang nodded very seriously.

Seeing the attitude of the courtier he valued the most, Chongzhen's confidence seemed to be reinvigorated all of a sudden.

"Aiqing, the matter of the Qing State peace outside the gate, don't leak the news, as for Mo Qian, this thief is trying to make peace with this thief, there is no way, when I pacify the Central Plains, I must drive the expedition in person to eliminate this thief."

Chongzhen said this, what else could Yang Sichang say, so he could only nod helplessly in agreement.

Anyway, the Ming Dynasty is already like this, and in the end, it can last for a few years, and Yang Sichang himself has no bottom in his heart.

Maybe three years, maybe five years, but definitely not more than ten years.

If he didn't have his son-in-law in Jiangnan, Yang Sichang would still be sure to help Chongzhen Zhongxing Daming, but with his son-in-law here, Chongzhen might really be the king of the country.

On the eighth day of the second month of the tenth year of Chongzhen of the Ming Dynasty, the auspicious day of the zodiac.

On this day, Wuchang City, the sun is shining, there are no clouds, the early spring sun is shining on people, and the people are warm.

Today is the day when Mo Qian officially established the country and became king, Mo Qian sat on the golden dragon chair given by Zhu Yuanzhang to the first king of Chu, and met with his civil and military officials.

In addition to a few civil and military officials in Guangdong, officials at the level of Huguang and Jiangxi Province were all present to celebrate the ascension to the throne.

On the dragon chair, Mo Qian looked at the civil and military officials under him, and couldn't help but feel a sense of heroism in his heart.

It is a sense of security in the hands of great power, a sense of heaviness in the control of life and death of all things in the world.

Power is really poison, as the chassis gets bigger and bigger, the power in Mo Qian's hands is getting bigger and bigger, the land of the three provinces, more than 20 million people, all have to listen to him alone, this feeling is really great.

Li Banghua, on behalf of Mo Qian, officially read out the declaration of being the king, and determined that this year is the first year of Kailai, and the original Chongzhen era name of the Ming Dynasty will no longer be used, and in the future, all the areas under the rule of the Han Dynasty will use the name of the Kai Dynasty.

After reading the inaugural declaration, the next step is to give a speech.

Mo Qian sat on the dragon chair and thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't remember the lines all of a sudden.

In desperation, he directly waved his hand and said: "Don't say anything, work hard, and unify the world as soon as possible!" ”

When the ministers below saw it, they were dumbfounded, the king is really special enough.

Now that the country has been founded, the next step is to talk about the country's plans for the future.

Li Banghua, as the former president of the State Council, was the first to stand up and say to Mo Qian: "King, now that our righteous army regime has been established, the next step is to expand externally, Anqing Mansion is the gateway to Nanjing, since ancient times to attack Nanjing, Anqing is the first to bear the brunt, the old minister believes that the top priority is to immediately send troops to Anqing, first take Anqing, and then the army down the river, straight to the Ming Dynasty Nanjing, Nanjing is the Ming Dynasty Longxing place, Nanjing is broken, then the world is shaken, all parts of the south of the Yangtze River are bound to see the king's power, will inevitably turn against each other. ”

Mo Qian nodded, he had already discussed this matter with Li Banghua before.

"What Dean Li said is very true, and the widow agrees, to attack Anqing, you need to advance by land and water, Commander Lu Zhao of Huguang!"

"The last general!"

"Order you to lead 300 naval warships, and the 1st Battalion, 1st Brigade and 2nd Brigade of the Han Army will go down the river and go straight to Anqing Mansion!"

"The last general commands!"

"The chief soldier is Yi Dayong!"

"The last general!"

"I order you to lead 10,000 soldiers and horses from Nanchang to the east, enter Chizhou Mansion in the east, and look across the river from General Lu, watch each other, and fight together!"

"The last general commands!"

"Lu Zhao, you are the main commander in this battle, Yi Dayong is your deputy commander, you must cooperate well this time, there are 30,000 horses in Liu Liangzuo in Anqing Mansion, whether you can defeat Anqing depends on your ability."

Lu Zhao said: "The king can rest assured, Hua Ma Liu, his subordinates are only defeated, there is nothing to fear, the matter of Anqing City is high and deep, the last general hopes that the king will send the firearms battalion to me, with the firearms battalion, the last general guarantees that within ten days, Anqing will be taken." ”

"There is no joke in the army!"

"The last general is willing to make a military order, if Anqing cannot be defeated within ten days, the last general is willing to come to see him!"

"Okay, the firearms battalion will be under your command, although you can use it boldly and boldly, if you can take Anqing, the widow will give you credit!"

"King Xie!"

On 12 February, at the Wuchang Wharf, Lu Zhao led 500 warships of the navy division, 3,500 officers and men of the firearms battalion plus the Portuguese battalion, and 6,000 men and men of the first battalion and two brigades of the army, with a total of 35,000 soldiers and horses, known as 80,000.

On 15 February, the army crossed Jiujiang Mansion and arrived at Wangjiang City.

Yang Yunti of Wangjiang Zhixian County saw dozens of miles on the river, and people were stupid.

Seeing the Chinese character military flag on the bow of the ship, Yang Yunti quickly recognized that it was the Han army of Wuchang who had arrived.

Yang Yunti immediately ordered the soldiers to demolish all the nearby houses outside the city and prepare to burn them.

As soon as the demolition work began, the vanguard army of the rebels landed on the north bank.

The 2,000 men and horses sent out by Yang Yunti couldn't win at all, and they were directly washed away by the 3,000 pioneers of the righteous army, and more than half of them died.

The remaining officers and soldiers did not dare to enter the city at all, they threw away their weapons and fled in a hurry.

Looking at the collapsed soldiers and horses outside the city, Yang Yunti was shocked, there were only 3,000 people in Wangjiang County, and they were temporarily formed before.

These people are Yang Yunti's family background, if the army is gone, this Wangjiang County is afraid that it will not be able to resist for half an hour.

In fact, Yang Yunti was still too confident in himself, and the remaining 1,000 people didn't stop him for even half an hour.

When they saw the hundreds of cannons of the rebel army pulled outside the city, the officers and soldiers defending the city directly mutinied.

They put their knives on Yang Yunti's neck, escorted Yang Yunti out of the city, and announced their surrender.

Wangjiang County went down without a fight, and Lu Zhao was very happy in the first battle.

But after entering the city, Lu Zhao couldn't be happier.

He saw that the people of the city were all as thin as wood, and many of them had swollen bellies like balls.

Lu Zhao immediately sent people to investigate, and after some investigation, he learned that there was a great drought in Wangjiang County last year, and there was a great famine, and the people had no food to eat.

On the second day of the first lunar month, Li Zicheng's subordinates came to attack Wangjiang with thousands of men and horses, and Yang Yunti, the magistrate of the county, ordered the whole city to be under martial law, and the people could not go out of the city, and there was no food in the city.

The squires, landlords, and officials in the city had food to eat, but the people could only go hungry.

Many people were so hungry that they could only eat Guanyin soil to satisfy their hunger.

Guanyin soil, the word has appeared countless times in ancient Chinese history, and each time it appears, it represents the people who are suffering deeply.

There are heroes, heroes, saints, faint kings, traitors, loyal ministers, and they read the history books, and these big figures have appeared on the stage of history, however, those people who did not eat in the disaster year only have a few words to record their tragic situation.

Lu looked at the people lying on the street, and suddenly two lines of tears couldn't help but flow from his eyes.

"Quick, bring the food, bring the water! Give to the people! ”

The soldiers of the Han army took out the dry food and water bags they carried with them, and the eyes of the people lying on the ground lit up when they saw what they were eating.

Many people were given a mouthful of food and clean water, but many more fell to the ground and never got up again.

Lu Zhao stayed in Wangjiang for a day, leaving behind 1,000 soldiers and horses and 2,000 stone of grain to help the people.

After doing this, he continued to lead his troops eastward.

It had been three days since he had set out, and in seven days, his military order was about to expire.

Lu Zhao ordered to leave 1,000 men and horses to defend the city, leaving the army behind, and set off directly with the large army and continued to the east.

Wangjiang was only a little more than a hundred miles away from Anqing, and Lu Zhao ordered to advance by land and water and set off at the same time.

Along the way, the fields were barren, and there were not even two or three living people in each village.

On both sides of the official road, there are scattered people who are rushing like walking corpses, and you don't need to ask to know that these people are fleeing the famine.

On both sides of the road, there are still more corpses lying on the side of the road.

Without exception, all of them died of starvation and disease, and each of them was so thin that he was almost skinny and boneless, and his appearance was almost miserable.

The Han army went all the way to save the road, and when they reached the outside of Anqing City, the army had brought more than 30,000 people.

Many people in the vicinity learned that the Han army had distributed grain, and they came to take refuge with sticks.

On the morning of the 16th, when the Han army arrived at Daguan, some of his subordinates reported to Lu Zhao that the number of the people was almost 50,000, and the military rations in the army could only last for five days at most.

Lu Zhao was shocked when he heard this, he wanted to save the lives of these people, but he didn't expect to attract so many people.

He himself had more than 30,000 soldiers and horses, of which 8,000 were on the river and more than 20,000 on land.

Now that there are more than 50,000 people in the army, isn't this an army called Hanako?

However, Lu Zhao could not order these people to be driven away, but the king had strict orders and must love the people.

Lu Zhao thought for a while, and said to the officer in charge of food: "I will immediately write an urgent letter to Wuchang, begging the King of Han to immediately transport grain to help the emergency, these days, you make good arrangements, temporarily reduce the food for the people by two percent, boil the porridge a little thinner, give priority to ensuring the supply of food for the army, the army will attack the city immediately, and the soldiers cannot be allowed to fight hungry." ”

"Yes!"

At noon on the 16th, the army arrived outside the city of Anqing.

At this time, the city already knew the news of the fall of Wangjiang, and there were routs outside Wangjiang City that entered Anqing Mansion and told Liu Liangzuo, the chief soldier of Anqing, the news of the Han army's eastward march.

As soon as Liu Liangzuo heard that the army of the King of Han was coming, his first reaction was to run.

Huama Liu suffered a big loss in Linjiang Mansion and was cast a shadow by Mo Qian.

Since returning to Anqing, Liu Liangzuo has never mentioned the matter of Jiangxi, and now he even feels a little trembling when he hears Mo Qian's name.

As soon as the soldier who had reported the last message left, another one came from behind.

"Great marshal, the Han army has arrived outside the West Gate, it is mighty, I am afraid there are 100,000 people!"

"What?"

As soon as Liu Liangzuo heard this number, the cold sweat on his forehead instantly fell.

He hurriedly led a group of generals to the west city wall, and when he looked down, Liu Liangzuo couldn't help but gasp.

Boy! There are 100,000 people.

After Lu Zhao arrived outside the city of Anqing, he immediately began to set up camp, and he ordered the soldiers to place the more than 50,000 people in the rear of the army and set up temporary tents for the people.

And his army stood before the people, no more than two miles from the wall.

At such a distance, Hua Ma Liu couldn't see clearly five or six miles away, and could only see the Han army camp two miles away.

Seeing that there were banners in the Han army camp, and there were 10,000 or 20,000 people being mobilized outside the camp, Huama Liu was suddenly frightened.

Now I really believe that the Han army outside the city has 100,000 horses.

As soon as I finished watching Xicheng, another soldier from the south came to report that hundreds of naval warships had appeared on the Yangtze River, and each boat had red-coated cannons.

Liu Liangzuo came to Nancheng non-stop again, and looked at the river, good guy, there are at least 500 warships.

"Fuck your mother, this surnamed Mo is here in person, this is to want my Lao Liu's life!"

In the afternoon, Lu Zhao reorganized his troops and began to attack the city.

With the firearms battalion, Lu Zhao did not plan to attack the city with crowd tactics, he ordered the firearms battalion to spread the artillery outside the west city gate.

Two hundred artillery pieces were all aimed at the city walls, and at the sound of an order, the Portuguese army soldiers, who had crossed the ocean halfway around the world, lit the fuse.

"Bang!"

The sound of hundreds of guns firing at the same time almost deafened people's ears.

The Han soldiers covered their ears with their hands and watched the two hundred artillery pieces fire mercilessly.

On the west city wall, Liu Liangzuo's officers and soldiers flew directly into the sky with artillery, and the city gate building was directly beaten into ruins by a round of artillery salvos because it was too prominent.

Dozens of soldiers in the building were buried directly under the rubble.

The shelling lasted for a full stick of incense, and in this stick of incense, the officers and men were worse off than dead, and they were absolutely convinced that the time of this stick of incense was longer than a year.

After the shelling, the Han soldiers launched a siege of the city.

The officers and soldiers resisted, and the two sides fought until the sun went down, and the Han army lost 300 people and more than 3,000 officers and soldiers.

After the war, he quickly fled back to the General Soldier's Mansion, and then quickly ordered his soldiers to pack up their things.

On the night of the 16th, the moon thief was round, and he could see the road clearly without lighting a torch when he went out.

The north gate outside Anqing City was suddenly opened, and the suspension bridge on the moat was lowered with a chirping.

After a while, a group of men and horses came out of the city, and this group of five or six hundred people was tightly guarded by more than forty carts.

In the convoy, Liu Liangzuo, who had changed into an ordinary officer's armor, glanced at Anqing Mansion behind him, and read alone: "Brothers, I'm sorry, it's not that I don't want to take you to run, but it's that there are so many people that it's hard to run!" ”

Liu Liangzuo fled with his own personal army overnight, and the news quickly spread in the city.

The officers and men were already beaten out of the shadows during the day, and at night they heard that the general army had run away, and for a while the officers and men were in chaos.

The armies fled one after another, and the entire Anqing Mansion was in chaos, and many officers and soldiers took advantage of the chaos to burn, kill, and loot in the city, and for a while, Anqing Mansion was like a purgatory on earth.

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