Red Mansion Soldiers

Chapter 122 Advance!recovery!siege!

August [-]th of the sixth year of Tiansheng.

Lin Chong took a large army down the Grand Canal by boat and arrived in Yangzhou, ready to cross the river.

It was two days later than the original plan made at the beginning of the month, because in addition to the [-] troops, Jia Hun also asked Lin Chong to take the [-] large cannons newly built by the Linzi Military Bureau and the Luoyang Military Bureau, a large amount of gunpowder raw materials and craftsmen. Bring a piece.

These craftsmen will do the final deployment of gunpowder in the Zijinwei camp in Jinling.

Eighteen days after the siege began on the fourth day of August, almost no reinforcements from the White Lotus Sect came.

This is a good thing, as it consumes a lot of troops of the White Lotus Sect, basically only enough troops are left to defend the city.

Du Yi, the embroidered clothes spy who captured Hangzhou with the second main force of the White Lotus Sect, also restored stable communication with the Jinling headquarters again.

Today, the White Lotus Sect based in Hangzhou is presided over by a pair of sons and daughters of the leader, the Holy Maiden of the White Lotus and the Young Master.

According to Du Yi's information, apart from being good-looking, the two of them have average aptitude.

Not that good, not that bad, just like their father.

This mediocre qualification also prevented their prestige from adding up to the point of overwhelming the veterans.

This is indeed good news. Without the restraint of the leader, the ambitions of these veterans are unprecedentedly high, and the White Lotus Sect has fallen into a state of actual division.

Coupled with the fanning of the eloquent factory guard spies, I believe they will be broken more thoroughly.

"General, President Lin Qian's first troop transport ship has entered the port."

The soldiers found Jia Hun who was sharpening his weapon.

"Well, it's finally here, is the camp ready?"

Picking up the towel and wiping his hands, Jia Hun turned to look at the soldiers.

"It's all ready."

"Very good. Send them the delicious food and drink first, and let them rest until they have all crossed the river. Let's go in the evening. I will go there in the evening."

"Yes!" The soldier quickly ran towards the dock.

"Hey" Jia Hun chuckled and worked harder.

It is better to maintain your own weapons by yourself. At least you can know immediately if there is any problem in the maintenance, instead of suddenly breaking the weapon.
. . . . . .

Lin Chong and his more than 1000 subordinates were the last to board the ship. Before boarding the ship, he had been watching the situation of the [-] troops crossing the river. During the period, he even had a meal with Lin Ruhai.

It was not until all the [-] troops boarded the ship that they crossed the river on a warship of the Inland River Navy and arrived at the large-scale Xijin Ferry that had already been built.

Guan Sheng, who had been waiting here for a while, won enthusiastically, and after a few pleasantries, he led him to Jia Hun's festival hall.

Today Guan Shengxiu Mu, Yang Zhi went out to inspect.

"Hahaha, Lao Lin, you are finally back!"

In the temporary festival hall of Xijin Ferry, Jia Hun laughed and hugged Lin Chong who had been grinning all the time, and slapped him hard on the back a few times.

"Cough cough cough general master general master!" Lin Chong's back was slapped by Jia Hun's slap, and he couldn't help coughing a few times before breaking away from Jia Hun's bear hug.

"Oh, this is false, you have had a good time in Huai'an during this period of time."

"General, there are no final generals." Lin Chong retorted weakly.

"Tsk, without teasing, come on, sit down quickly, and tell me about the quality of these waterworker children?"

After Jia Hui sat back down in the hall, he signaled to Lin Chong that he could sit down as well.

The soldiers hurried forward with a tray and poured Lin a cup of tea, and then retreated to Jia Hun's side.

"Yes, general, among this group of people, the younger ones are about the same quality as the infantry of last year's Northern Expedition. After all, they are only a year or two behind. But this time we have old soldiers participating! An army of 5 people There are 1 soldiers in the army who have retired from the Beijing camp, and I even feel that the [-] troops are much stronger than the [-] infantry troops in the Beijing camp last year!" Speaking of the team he pulled up, Lin Chong He excitedly introduced to Jia Hun.

After the period of service in the Beijing camp expires, the children of Cao Gong will have a chance to choose whether to stay or not. Many people choose to retire and return home for various reasons.

Now, some veterans who are unwilling to retire choose to fight again.

After all, the situation of the battle is already clear, and if you don't seize the opportunity to fight, your life will pass like this.

Then we chatted for two more cups of tea, seeing Lin Chong was still a little tired, presumably he had socialized with someone from Yangzhou.

"That's right, go down and have a rest first, let's go and see them together in the evening."

. . . . . .

"Master! Look, it's Master!"

"My lord is here!"

"Come and see the father-in-law!"

"Oh, Lao Ning, look, the father-in-law came to see me and us!"

"Don't shake, don't shake, I can't see clearly!"

Hearing that Grandpa Jia Hun Jia came to see everyone in the barracks, the water worker's children suddenly became excited, and ran out of the tents one after another, spontaneously came to the school grounds, and waited in line for the grandpa to come.

Then I saw a dozen cavalrymen guarding a big man riding a tall horse in the middle and coming to the general stand.

It's the father-in-law!
The disciples' eyes turned red with excitement, and there was a commotion in the queue.

Look, that is the pride of our old waterworkers, the descendants of Yuan Cong, the first batch of waterworkers who followed the Taizu in the army!

He is the highest nobleman among the nobles who were born as old waterworkers!
Jia Hun laughed and got off his horse, waved his hands towards everyone and got on the platform.

The father-in-law raised his hand and made a gesture of pressing down in the direction of the large army.

Grandpa is about to speak!Everyone fell silent immediately.

"Brothers, Jia Hui is here!"

The crowd was silent at first, and then louder voices erupted.
"Grandpa Wansheng!"

Everyone looked enthusiastically at Grandpa Jia who was standing on the stage. This grandpa had carried the old man's coffin before, but he was truly one of his own!
Jia Hun nodded in satisfaction as he looked at the army of waterworkers who had been shouting "Grandpa Wansheng".

Very good, the military spirit is available.

As long as they maintain an invincible state, their morale will continue to rise.

Similarly, this morale is also extremely unstable.It's okay to lose a small game or two, but if you lose a big one, even if it's just a big loss, the morale of the army will almost collapse.

The White Lotus Army in Zhenjiang City is a good example.

Even if the food inside can last for several months, the army breaking out is getting weaker and weaker.

Only those [-] veterans can maintain a certain morale.

However, Jia Hun was not worried about losing.

The strength of both sides lies here.

"The White Lotus Sect committed a rebellion and massacred Zhongliang, the sons of the water workers, are you willing to follow me to put down the rebellion!"

"Swear to follow the father-in-law!"

5 people shouted in unison, murderous.

. . . . . .

"Old Feng, I will leave things like besieging Zhenjiang and securing the territory to you. Don't let me down."

"General, don't worry, the affairs of Jinling and Zhenjiang will be handed over to the last general!" Feng Tai cupped his hands towards Jia Hun with a firm tone.

"Ah."

Jia Hun nodded, but still felt that it was not safe, so he approached Feng Tai.

"Work hard. If you do well, when your term as the commander-in-chief of the Jiangnan Battalion expires, I will guarantee you to enter the Zuojun Governor's Mansion as my acquaintance." After finishing speaking with Feng Tai in a low voice, ignoring the few Feng Tai, who was confused by the words, came to his senses, and Jia Hun got on his horse.

"set off!"

. . . . . .

On August 3000th of the sixth year of Tiansheng, Jia Hun, the Great General of the Great Sima, led [-] soldiers from Jianghuai Cao Gong, more than [-] Zhuque cavalry, and [-] people from the Firearms Battalion, totaling more than [-] Qi Zhengbing, and [-] auxiliary soldiers, totaling eight More than [-] people, a so-called [-] army marched from Xijindu to the east, bypassing Zhenjiang City, and embarked on a journey to suppress the rebellion.

In September, Jiangyin, Wuxi, and Changshu were restored one after another.

On the [-]th, with the help of Xiu Yi from Suzhou, the Qi army successfully broke through the city.

On the [-]th, the army besieged Jiading City. The Xiuyi Guards mobilized the people in the city who could not bear the oppression to rise up and attacked and killed eight senior rebels including the White Lotus Jiading garrison in the street. The Jiading White Lotus garrison surrendered in Kaicheng.

So far, the entire territory of Changzhou Prefecture and Suzhou Prefecture has been restored.

On the 22nd, under pressure, the rebels in Songjiang Mansion forced a total of 13 strong recruits, claiming that the 20 army wanted to defeat the counter-insurgency army in one fell swoop while the Qi army was exhausted and resting.

A battle broke out between the two sides in Malu Town, southeast of Jiading City. Great General Jia Hun ordered the Firearms Battalion to bombard the front army of the rebel army.The already weak morale of the rebel army collapsed in an instant, and the troops were defeated like a mountain, and they surrendered one after another.

On the 26th, Songjiang Prefecture was no longer able to resist, so they all surrendered.The entire territory of Songjiang Prefecture was recovered.

On the seventh day of October, the Qi army who had completed their training went south again, breaking through Jiashan, Pinghu, and Tongxiang, and encircling Jiaxing.

On the [-]st, the general defeated the White Lotus Sect's Huzhou reinforcements in Nanxun.He and Pingliang Beruda attacked the capital city of Huzhou. On the [-]th, Pingliang Boyhen took the lead and attacked the city first.The entire territory of Huzhou Prefecture was restored.

On the second day of the first winter month, the general led his troops southward to attack Deqing suddenly, as if intending to attack Hangzhou directly.

The young master and holy lady of the White Lotus Sect in Hangzhou were shocked, and hurriedly recalled the [-] troops who had besieged Tongxiang for nearly half a month to come back to help, but unexpectedly fell into the arms of the general.

On the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, the Qi army ambushed in the southeast of the Mid-Mountain Mountains and hurriedly marched back to the rebels, who were already exhausted. The rebels were defeated, and less than 3000 people fled back to Hangzhou City.

"On the [-]th day of the winter moon, our troops had surrounded Hangzhou City. Yuhang, Fuyang, Lin'an and other surrounding cities, large and small, had all been recovered.

On the twelfth day of the winter month, only Zhenjiang City, Hangzhou City, Shaoxing Mansion and Jinhua Mansion were left to be ravaged by the Bailian rebels.A few months ago, the minister had blocked Jinhua Mansion from the soldiers of Taizhou, Wenzhou, Chuzhou, Quzhou, and Yanzhou.In addition, Donghai Navy was ordered to guard Ningbo Mansion.Bailian's traitor is like a turtle in a urn, and the deadline has come. "

In Xiyuan, the emperor held the Eighteenth Eldest Princess in his arms, holding the memorial sent by Jia Hun, and carefully looked at it word by word.And made the brave prince Chen Jingyuan, who was recently promoted to be a good grandson, read aloud with rubbings, nodding in relief from time to time.

Seeing the good grandson coughing, the emperor hastily asked someone to pour water for the good grandson.

"Father, my fourth nephew has been studying very hard, let him rest!" The five-year-old eldest princess still couldn't understand the difference between memorials and books.In her opinion, a paper full of words is called a book.

However, seeing that his nephew had already started to cough dryly after reading, he hurriedly begged his father for mercy.

"Okay, okay, just listen to Xiao Qi'er. My dear grandson, stop reading. Come sit down with Grandpa Huang and thank you!"

Now that the Eldest Princess had remonstrated, the emperor naturally followed suit, and beckoned to the good grandson to come over and eat an orange.

"Huh, Grandpa Xie Huang." Chen Jingyuan finally breathed a sigh of relief, and it was considered finished.

Jia Da, Jia Da, why are you writing such a long memorial?
"Oh, nephew, thank you Aunt Eighteen for your mercy." He sat down on the soft couch, picked an orange from the tray and peeled it. Chen Jingyuan smiled and thanked the eldest princess.

"You're welcome, you're welcome, the emperor's nephew is working hard too!" The princess's face was full of pride.

He ate half of the orange with a smile, then tore the other half clean and gave it to his aunt who was more than ten years younger than him.

Although Aunt Eighteen just persuaded her or not, it was the same, but she still had to express her affection.Kindness deserves praise.

The emperor smiled and looked at the scene of brother, sister, aunt and nephew in harmony, feeling relieved.

When I get older, I like to watch this kind of happy family.
"Father, my son is here!"

Immediately, people kneeled inside and outside Yanguang Courtyard, saluting to the excited man who broke the warm atmosphere.

"Oh, here comes the spoiler."

"Eh heh heh." The emperor didn't lower his voice, Chen Jingyuan could only giggle when he heard these words.

"Brother Huang!" Seeing the person coming, the little princess quickly broke away from her father's arms holding her, and embraced the person coming.

"My son, please see my father!" Chen Jingyuan also bowed down.

"Ah, the emperor's son is free. Father, my servant pays respects to father!"

Isn't the person who came here just today.

"Hmph!" Seeing his favorite daughter hugging her silly third brother with a smile, the emperor was furious.

Why does this boy please children so much?Why can't I do this!
"Come on, little eighteen, here's this for you, go out and play, the emperor wants to talk to the father about something." The emperor smiled and took out a bamboo dragonfly from his arms and handed it to the eldest princess. How could the eldest princess bear this?Lie on the third brother's face and pecked, bowed to the emperor and ran out of Yanguang courtyard happily.

The emperor looked at the emperor more and more disliked.

Only the emperor, the emperor, and Chen Jingyuan's grandfather and grandson were left in the room.

"My dear grandson, your brother has done a great job." The emperor said quietly to Chen Si, his eyes full of nostalgia.

"Hey, it's mainly Grandpa Huang and Father Huang who know people with their eyes and gave Jinyu the opportunity and trust. In addition, Jinyu is also competitive and has some skills. If he doesn't have this skill, he won't be able to grasp it no matter how many opportunities are given to him. Stay." Chen Si said modestly on behalf of Jia Hun.

It's just that Grandpa Huang's "good grandson" is so embarrassing!

The Emperor smiled, then returned to his expressionless expression and looked at the Emperor.

"Emperor, what are you doing here?"

Can you please stop changing your face so quickly, Father!

The emperor felt a little wronged, but he got used to it after so many years, and immediately adjusted his mentality.

"Father, Jinyu has already surrounded Hangzhou City and successfully surrounded the two command groups of the White Lotus Sect. My son came here this time to discuss the rewards for the generals who suppressed the rebellion."

　I have been waiting for a long time, and I have been writing this chapter all day today. I have been struggling with the detailed and abbreviated writing of counter-insurgency, and have been revising it. Finally, I decided to abbreviate it.

　　After all, there is only siege left, and it is enough to write a siege.

　　Let's end this episode as soon as possible, I'm tired of writing.

　　In addition, I decided to write Gao Xianye to death vigorously. After all, the former dynasty was lonely and loyal. How about the honor of being the last one who died for the country of Great Liang?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)