Great Qing Dynasty talker

Chapter 303: The Emperor, the one with strong soldiers and horses will do it!
Suddenly, a cavalryman rushed to the front of the formation from the gap in the musket formation, holding the flag high, and swept across the formation.

And shouted loudly:
"The King of Wu has ordered that the cannon be loaded with solid bullets and fired within 50 feet."

"After the bombardment, all soldiers of the 2nd Army were not allowed to fire. All soldiers charged with bayonets, stabbing and killing all the survivors in the way, and broke up the Manchu and Mongolian cavalry."

"Long live, long live!"

This time the roar seemed even more fanatical than before.

……

The Torgut cavalry suddenly felt the pressure and began to fire arrows to encourage the people to speed up their pace and attack the phalanx of more than a dozen Wu Army musketeers in front.

The Manchu Eight Banners soldiers under Qi Zheng could not hold themselves back and joined in the driving sequence with sabers waving.

This battle,
Everyone knows how critical it is,
If they lose, they all jump into the Rao River.

Winning is a shocking reversal!

Qi Zheng looked back, and he even saw the familiar red-tasseled warm hat of the scout on the other side of the river.

He has never understood how words can be so contagious, but he understands today! But it's too late!

……

More than a dozen battalion-level formations raised their bayonets and shouted in unison: Kill.

Just as he was about to chop again, he felt a pain in his waist.

"fire!"

All the people turned around and ran back.

The goal is obvious!
Sitting so high and losing mobility, the Eighth Cavalry was simply a living target. They were trapped by the scattered people and lost their organization.

This indescribable sense of cruelty made the people react even more crazily.

He released the musket tightly held in his hand and looked at the blue sky.

The people around them felt a strong wind blowing past them, and their faces were instantly covered in warm blood.

There are countless ways to die. Obviously, death by shelling is more likely to cause psychological breakdown.

They rushed towards the Manchu and Mongolian Eight Banners cavalry regardless, overturning the horses and people. They had only one thought in their minds: Escape!
The Eight Banners are the butchers and Wu Jun is the devil.

The solid iron ball hit the crowd violently and was horrific.

Almost instantly,

Once it's flat, you can easily build a raft to cross the Rao River and join the friendly forces in the south.

"Master, no."

……

But his vision and hearing were still normal. He just watched his companions rushing past him. Occasionally, someone glanced at him, but no one came to save him.

"Let me die, let me die."

The soldier's servant rushed over and snatched the knife from his hand.

The densely packed crowd absorbed all the kinetic energy perfectly and was directly punched through more than a dozen floors! even more!

Turning his head to look, he saw another young Wu Jun musketeer who had not yet taken off all the fur on his mouth. He pulled back with a grin and fell off his horse.

He threw away his riding bow angrily, drew out his saber, and slashed at a musketeer who was already rushing towards him~
The first cut failed.

At this moment, his thoughts even leapt to the time when his very knowledgeable private school teacher recited some poems repeatedly when he was young, and even burst into tears.

After falling off the horse, he was stabbed through the chest by this person.

Qi Zheng was stunned, and the blood in his body almost solidified.

As soon as he stood up, before he could rejoice, his abdomen was shot by two arrows.

Li Yu stood under the banner and saw through the telescope the white smoke rising from firearms. It was his own musketeers shooting at the Eight Banners soldiers on horseback.

1 mile, half a mile, 50 feet~
The Wu Army gunners finally waited for the order.

All the strength in his body disappeared instantly, and the person slowly fell down.

A Manchu Eight Banners soldier reached out to pull out an arrow, but found that the arrow pot had been squeezed out at some point.

So close to the end of the world!

I pray that I can survive until the moment of victory, and I look forward to meeting the two wretched "Mongolian doctors" in the camp who will tie me to the door panel, drink soju, and stab me with knives.

……

It's over, it's over, it's over!
For a moment, he was so heartbroken that he took out his sword and put it on his neck.

The young musketeer held a blood-stained flintlock, crouched down, and knocked off his horse a Turgut nobleman with obviously bright armor 10 feet away.

Just twenty breaths later, the bayonet of the soldier at the front stabbed hard into the back of the slower-running crowd.

He was pressed to the ground and screamed desperately, crying bitterly:

It is better to be hacked to death by the butcher's saber than to be overtaken by the devil.

At the same time, all the officers of the 2nd Army shouted loudly:
"Bayonet charge!"

……

The Turgut nobleman who was shot and fell from his horse was the nephew of the leader of the alliance, Shereng.

Covered in blood, he was carried to Seleng by the guards:
"Uncle~"

As he spoke, large mouthfuls of blood poured out of his mouth, and his lungs were injured by lead bullets.

Shelen was extremely distressed. He pressed his nephew's wound and let out a painful cry.

Suddenly he pulled out his scimitar and slashed it hard, giving his nephew a good blow.

He wiped the blood splattered on his face and ordered angrily:

"Flee east along the river."

The whimpering of bull horns, symbolizing withdrawal, sounded.

The Torgut cavalry instantly lost their fighting spirit and desperately withdrew from the battle line to flee following Shelen's large bamboo pole.

Huang Si saw this and decisively ordered:
"The soldiers' battalion besieged the Eight Banners of Manchuria."

"kill."

The soldiers' battalion held long spears and strode forward to fill the gap left by the Torgut cavalry, completing the blockade of the Eight Banners under Qizheng's command.

……

Less than half an hour later, all the more than a thousand Eight Banners soldiers were killed!
A few people wanted to abandon their weapons and surrender, but they were stabbed to death by red-eyed soldiers of the 2nd Legion. The military order only required the capture of the Green Camp soldiers, but did not require the capture of the Eight Banners soldiers.

South bank of Rao River,

A group of Qing army scouts witnessed this tragic scene and took off their warm hats.

A more tragic scene happened immediately.

Seeing that the battlefield was over, some desperate Green Camp soldiers rowed their newly made semi-finished rafts into the water, hoping to cross the river quickly to survive.

Of course, the two Jikang-class gunboats watching the battle in the dry reeds 2 miles upstream would not let them go and appeared quietly.

Not even firing a cannon, just crushing it down the river.

They knocked over a dozen rafts along the way and crushed the green battalion soldiers who fell into the water to the bottom of the boat. The sailors on the deck brought their guns and shot the green soldiers who fell into the water with great interest!

The river changes color.

……

"The King of Wu has an order, surrender without killing!"

Hundreds or thousands of people roared together, and the effect was obvious.

The remaining 3 or so Green Camp soldiers threw away their swords and knelt down to surrender! The battlefield gradually became quiet.

Li Yu exhaled a long breath:

"After the order is passed, the soldiers will be sent into a team of 10, their wrists will be tied with a long rope, and they will be given a small amount of food for dinner. The prisoner camp will be set up under Raozhou City. Officers above the guerrilla level will be detained separately."

Cleaning the battlefield is a time-consuming task.

The weapons collected by the Qing army alone amounted to a small mountain, and the flags that were torn down were enough to open a silk shop.

Li Xiaowu temporarily recruited 5000 people in the city to help clean up the battlefield. Each person was given 20 coins. Employment was not the purpose, the purpose was to shock the people of Raozhou Prefecture.

Let everyone see that Wu Junbing is unstoppable and the Eight Banners are just bones in the tomb. The three thousand corpses of the Manchu and Mongolian Eight Banners on the battlefield are the best evidence.

A few Raozhou gentry who were lucky enough not to be purged cried out that they were lucky.

When he saw Li Yu, he knelt down and kowtowed. This time they offered not verbal loyalty, but true loyalty deep in their hearts.

The Son of Heaven is the one who has strong soldiers and horses.

From then on, he abandoned the Aixinjueluo family and only respected the Li family. For a long period of time afterwards, the gentry of Raozhou Prefecture turned out to be role models under their rule, and their loyalty was far ahead of all prefectures and counties, even more than that of Suzhou Prefecture!
……

"Father, I suggest that there is no need to send troops to pursue Turgut. But if we seize these important places first, they will have no way to escape."

Li Xiaowu unfolded the map and pointed out several points on it, including Fuliang County.

Li Yu decided to act according to the plan.

Let Wusimai lead the light cavalry together with five battalions of musketeers to set off to control these key points, and then slowly tighten the net.

Either persuade them to surrender or annihilate them.

It is estimated that at least 2000 Torgut cavalry are in this large net.

War horses are the strategic material that Wu Jun is currently in short supply and has no channels to obtain.

The price offered by Prince Wu's Mansion to black market horse dealers has reached 40 to 80 taels per horse. Sichuan and Yunnan pack horses, 40 taels. Northern war horse, 80 taels.

Occasionally, a few or more than a dozen horses would be smuggled into the country. The dealers all knew that Prince Wu's Mansion was very trustworthy and wealthy.

As soon as you see a horse, you can exchange it. The silver ingot is of excellent quality.

……

Raozhou Fucheng,

Li Yu temporarily stayed in a gentleman's house in the city. The original owner, the Lu family, moved into a guest room in the corner, separated by a wall.

The loyal Guards took over the luxurious mansion.

"what are these?"

"Hui Wangye, this is the tea business managed by this owner."

On the long rosewood table, there are a row of porcelain jars neatly arranged, with the lids reading:

Lu'an Guapian, Huangshan Yunwu, Jingting Green Snow, Yongxi Huoqing, Huoshan Huangya, Meipiian Tea and Jixi Yacha~
Li Yu opened it and smelled it.

The guard immediately whispered:

"It's safe. The servants in the mansion have already tried it."

The battle was won and I was in a good mood.

Drinking tea brings you a good mood.

As an art lover, tea art can be considered an art, so I know a thing or two about it.

……

I definitely won’t drink Lu’an tea!
Anyone who has read The Story of the Stone will understand.

Make a cup of each of the other types of Liyu to taste the nuances.

Raozhou is a traditional tea-producing area with good quality. The climate in southern Anhui and northern Jiangxi is suitable for growing tea, especially Wuyuan and Fuliang, which are famous.

The area Li Yu currently occupies is an auspicious land, the main producing area of ​​rice, porcelain, tea and silk.

The Qing government didn't understand business or economics, so it wasted such good resources. Guangdong Customs earns several million taels of customs duties every year, and is still proud of it.

Adding a 0 at the end is enough!

Now that it is in my own hands, it will definitely shine brightly after integration, earn money from foreigners, and teach them what supply monopoly is and what a seller's market is.

Tea, porcelain, and silk are all good things left by our ancestors. But it was ruined by the ignorant and barbaric Qing government and turned into a half-dead thing, ruining the jobs of future generations.

……

"Not good."

"What's wrong, Your Majesty?"

"Maybe it's because of the tea that I couldn't sleep at night." Li Yu slowly stood up and rubbed his face.

Since I can't sleep, I might as well go for a walk in the courtyard.

Side room,

The head of the Lu family, Lu Baiyu, had not slept. When he saw a guard passing by, he quickly asked with a smile:

"How is King Wu?"

"Okay, I just drank too much tea and couldn't sleep."

"Oh, it's my fault." Lu Baiyu slapped his forehead, left in a hurry, and came back in a hurry.

The guard was stunned and pointed at the two women behind him:
"This is?"

"These two women, pure and pure, who have been making tea for generations, can they solve Wang Wei's problem?"

He was immediately sent to the courtyard where Li Yu was staying.

From Li Yu's point of view, these two maids cannot be said to be very beautiful women, but they can definitely be called beauties.

It's normal to have some entertainment.

The next day, Li Yu woke up at three o'clock in the morning.

I can't help but sigh, it's hard for this person to learn, but it's so easy for him to fall.

Last night, I actually stood at the window. Under the watchful eyes of Sister Chang'e, I said to the two maids of the Lu family, "Kneel down, don't talk, and feel with your heart."

How shameless!
But such qualities are just right in a half-feudal, half-capital king!

……

The next day, Lu Baiyu and the other two gentlemen received a surprise.

Anhui and Jiangxi Tea Chamber of Commerce was formally established.

Lu Baiyu is the president, and the other two are vice presidents. They will integrate the tea producing areas and small tea merchants in northern Jiangxi and southern Anhui as soon as possible.

The funds were not enough, so Prince Wu's Mansion lent them 20 taels. It was agreed to pay it off in two years, and only 2 taels were required to be repaid with principal and interest, which can be described as very conscientious.

From this we can see that the heat for the fried tea last night must have been perfect!

"After the establishment of the Chamber of Commerce, the tea trade is not allowed to set prices privately or ship in bulk privately. It must advance and retreat together. Do you understand?"

"The villain understands."

After two days of busy work, the prisoners were ordered to bury the soldiers from both sides who died in the battle outside the city.

The corpses of the Qing soldiers were thrown into deep pits dug in several valleys, sprinkled with lime and buried, and thousands of prisoners were trampled back and forth to compact the soil. away from several nearby rivers to prevent unnecessary groundwater contamination.

The fallen soldiers of the Wu army were buried together on a sunny hillside.

A large stone tablet was erected in front of the tomb as a memorial! 36 pines and cypresses have been replanted around the area, and cutting and grazing is prohibited.

……

After the war, it is natural to reward people based on their merits.

Although Jiujiang has not been captured yet, more than half of the battle has been won by now.

From Chizhou Prefecture to Raozhou Prefecture, the military merits of all the battles were accumulated, and a reward of 71 taels of silver and a casualty pension of 2 taels were distributed in one go.

Including the navy, the number eventually exceeded 100 million taels.

If we also include the consumption of food and gunpowder, the loss of clothing and weapons, the loss of livestock and warships along the way, the total cost will probably exceed 200 million taels!

The result was the capture of 6 counties and the annihilation of nearly 8 captured Qing troops.

Our own side suffered more than 4000 casualties.

Is this battle a big loss of vitality?

As long as we don't continue to suffer huge casualties, new recruits are quickly added, and veterans are brought in, the combat effectiveness can be quickly replenished.

As for the money, I actually made it!

The Qing army in Hukou seized an astonishing amount of money and grain, but Qizheng did not cause arson, perhaps hoping to delay the Wu army's advance with property.

The gentry in the two counties of Pengze and Hukou were uprooted, and the gentry in Raozhou Fucheng was almost wiped out by Li Xiaowu, plus the captured county official warehouses.

The above is already in your pocket!

We have not yet calculated next year's tea revenue, commercial tax revenue, and autumn grain revenue from such a large land, as well as the mountains, forests, lakes and minerals whose value is difficult to estimate.

Don't Confucians always emphasize: The whole world is not the king's land!
Translated: Mine, mine, all mine.

……

Li Yu pondered for a moment and dictated the decree:

"Dongshan Youth Civil Service School will organize an examination today, which will cover various current policies. The top 25% of students will leave the school immediately to fill the vacancies in the newly occupied county government offices. All official positions will be agents, and the salary will be based on the captain's salary first. Each person will be issued an officer’s uniform and sword.”

"Let Patriarch Fan and Chairman Zhao spread the news that all the people under my rule can come and buy the properties of the gentry in Raozhou and Jiujiang. The price is 7% of the market price. Farmland is excluded!"

(End of this chapter)