Anti-Qing: Starting from the Reincarnation of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 217
When the generals heard the words, they all showed thoughtful expressions on their faces.

Zhu Jing'an continued.

"Therefore, the focus of the Battle of Nanjing will be Niushou Mountain and Fangshan Mountain, and the west of the city will also be our army's main attack direction."

"As for the Qing troops in Tangshan and Qixia Mountains, our army only needs to send troops to contain them."

Zhu Jing'an slowly explained the current battlefield situation.

Looking around, Zhu Jing'an asked.

"Generals, who is willing to take on the important task of containing the Qing troops in Tangshan and Qixia Mountains?"

Everyone was silent when they heard the words, and no one answered.

Obviously, facing this huge contribution in the Battle of Nanjing, everyone wanted to be the main attack.

Instead of just taking on the task of containment!

In the end, it was Madebang, the demoted general, who stood up first.

"I would like to report to His Highness the Crown Prince that the general is willing to lead troops to contain the Qing troops in Tangshan and Qixia Mountains."

He knew that he was just a subordinated general, and if he wanted to fight for the main attack, he would definitely not be able to compete with the others in the army.

Therefore, we simply took retreat as an advantage and took the initiative to request to contain the enemies in Tangshan and Qixia Mountains.

It can be considered a good sale to other people in the army!
Hearing this, Zhu Jing'an nodded and said.

"Okay, if that's the case, then let General Ma lead his troops to set up camp in the Baohua Town area and start to contain the Qing troops in Tangshan and Qixia Mountains."

Baohua Town is located almost halfway between Tangshan and Qixia Mountains. If the Ming army sent a partial division to station there, the Qing troops in Tangshan and Qixia mountains would not dare to act rashly.

Madebang clasped his fists and accepted the order.

After finishing speaking, Zhu Jing'an continued.

"Besides that, there are two important places, Niushou Mountain and Fangshan."

"If our army wants to capture Nanjing, it must first capture Fangshan. As long as we capture Fangshan, we can threaten the flanks of Niushou Mountain from Fangshan."

"And cut off the connection between Niushou Mountain and Nanjing City. By then, Niushou Mountain will be equivalent to a desperate place..."

Zhu Jing'an's meaning is very clear, pick the persimmons soft and pinch them softly.

Since Fangshan and Niushou Mountain echo each other, well, I will first remove Fangshan, which has fewer troops and is easier to fight, and then attack Niushou Mountain.

If the Qing army sends troops to reinforce Fangshan, that would be great. Can we gather some reinforcements to find out more?
When the generals heard this, their eyes lit up, and Zhu Jing'an continued to ask.

"Who is willing to attack Fangshan? Who is willing to contain Niushou Mountain? Who is willing to lead troops to set up an ambush in advance and surround the point for reinforcements?"

After hearing this, all the generals stood up and competed for the task of attacking Fangshan.

Seeing this, Zhu Jing'an thought for a while and gave instructions.

"Tian Wenchang will lead the army to attack Fangshan, and Liu Mingyou will lead the army to contain Niushou Mountain. As for the task of setting up ambushes in advance and encircling the points for reinforcements, Pan Dazhu will be responsible for it."

"The remaining people serve as a reserve team, ready to reinforce the battlefield at any time!"

Zhu Jing'an ordered the combat tasks in an orderly manner.

Then he spoke.

"Okay, the tasks have been assigned. Let's prepare for the battle!"

"When Nanjing City is captured, I will give tribute to all the generals!"

Everyone heard the words and agreed in unison.

……

At the same time, people in Nanjing were also experiencing changes in their mentality.

As the main force of the Ming army arrived outside Nanjing, the already turbulent people in Nanjing began to sway more and more.

Many wealthy gentry families in Nanjing were even ready to prepare a meal to welcome the king.

You know, Nanjing is full of people!

The wealthy gentry in Nanjing lived with the Manchus. Most of the interests inside and outside Nanjing were taken care of by the Manchus, leaving only leftovers that could be eaten by the Han gentry.

The common people are even worse off, and even the leftovers are not their turn.

All over Nanjing, both the gentry and the common people had long been fed up with the oppression of the Manchus.

Now that Ming Dynasty is about to fight back, they can finally be proud and proud, how can they not be happy?

Not to mention, in Manchu and Qing Dynasties, this is just Jiangning!

In Ming Dynasty, this was Nanjing.

But at the feet of the Emperor, the most virtuous place!
Even if Ming Dynasty will move its capital to Beijing again in the future, that will happen in the future.

At least for now, Nanjing will definitely become the political center of the Ming Dynasty in a short time!
The people of Nanjing are naturally proud of this.

"Mr. Wang, how have you considered the matter anyway?"

"Master Wang has arrived outside the city. If we continue to think about it, we will miss the opportunity out of thin air!"

Wang Hao frowned and sat on the chair. In front of him, a well-built middle-aged man persuaded him earnestly.

"Yes, Master Wang. Master Wang estimates that it won't be long before he attacks the city. By then, if we want the power of following the dragon, it will be too late. We should make plans early."

Another person on the side also spoke to persuade.

They all wanted to persuade Mr. Wang to give up, and even led them to raise troops to sacrifice the city.

The reason is that Mr. Wang is a well-known gentry in Nanjing. His family runs several banks and grain stores, which can be said to be a big business.

And he has a son-in-law who is currently the deputy general of the Jiangning City Defense Battalion.

If Mr. Wang is willing to change the situation, there is a high probability that he can persuade his son-in-law to take the Jiangning City Defense Battalion to follow him.

Only then will they be confident that they can successfully dedicate the city after everything is resolved.Otherwise, with a group of powerless gentry, even if things go wrong, not only will they not be able to offer the city of Nanjing to the Ming Dynasty, but they may also risk their own lives.

When Mr. Wang Hao heard this, the expression on his face obviously changed, but he couldn't make up his mind.

"It's not easy to do. It's really not easy to do this!"

"You don't know, but now the Tatars are very suspicious of the Han generals in the army. I heard from my son-in-law that now the lieutenant generals are basically followed by several Tatar soldiers to monitor them."

"Although the generals are still leading the troops in name, in fact, the Tatars have the final say on troop deployment."

After experiencing the large-scale surrender of the Green Camp soldiers to the Ming army on the Huguang battlefield, the Manchus and the Qing Dynasty had almost no trust in the Han generals.

Although the Han generals in the army were not directly deprived of their military power, they began to send bannermen to serve as deputies or personal soldiers to control and supervise the Han generals.

Others didn't know this, but Wang Hao had heard his son-in-law complain.

When everyone heard this, their expressions changed.

The expressions on every face were filled with unbearable disappointment.

The Ming Dynasty is about to fight back. This is a good opportunity for the gentry to show their loyalty and seek official positions.

Now it seems there is no chance.

How could they not be disappointed?

But just when everyone was disappointed, a wealthy businessman on the side spoke.

“Those of us who are in business all know the truth: the bigger the storm, the more expensive the fish!”

“The harder it is to do something, the greater the benefits will be when it’s done!”

"Brother Wang, give it a try!"

"Seek for wealth and danger!"

"As long as enough money is given, the Tatars may not be able to be bribed..."

This businessman's surname was Sun. He had participated in the imperial examination more than once when he was young, but unfortunately he failed every time.

Later, although he gave up his career and started doing business and made a fortune, the idea of ​​becoming an official never disappeared.

On the contrary, as time passed, the obsession became deeper and deeper.

Now, he really wants to give it a try, strive for the merit of being a dragon, and strive for an official status for himself.

After hearing this, Wang Hao was finally persuaded and gritted his teeth and said.

"Okay, if that's the case, then I'll invite my son-in-law here later, so that we can all discuss the matter together."

That night, Wang Hao invited his son-in-law Zuo Guoliang, the deputy general of Jiangning City Defense Battalion, to his house for a banquet.

Then, in addition to Zuo Guoliang's own soldiers, there were also several Eight Banners soldiers from Jiangning who were following him and watching.

These Eight Banners soldiers are also serving as Zuo Guoliang's personal soldiers for the time being, never leaving his side.

It is surveillance and protection!
At the banquet, Wang Hao and others cautiously tested these Eight Banners soldiers, trying to bribe them...

……

It's night, and the night is dark.

The cold moonlight splashed on the earth, and the dark night sky was dotted with shining stars.

The view inside the Ming army's camp is quite good.

The city of Nanjing was right in front of him. Although Zhu Jing'an looked calm and calm, how could he really not have any troubles in his heart?

He really couldn't sleep at night, so he simply ordered someone to prepare some food and wine for him and drank alone under the moonlight.

The clear wine was poured into a small white jade cup. Zhu Jing'an raised the cup to pay homage to Xiaoling, and then drank the wine in one gulp.

Feel the fragrance of the wine as it enters your throat, as well as the burning heat.

Zhu Jing'an slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, looked in the direction of Xiaoling, and said.

"Ancestor, our Ming Dynasty is back again!"

"When the unscrupulous descendants turn around, I will chop off a few more Tartar heads and use them to pay homage to your old man!"

"If you are alive in heaven, please bless me that the Ming Dynasty can be restored, that our country can be revived again, and that all nations can come to court!"

After Nanjing was captured, Zhu Jing'an was going to pay homage to Xiaoling himself and tell him that the Ming Dynasty was back again.

Let his old man be happy underground!
Of course, this is not tyranny.

As the crown prince of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Jing'an was qualified to worship his ancestors on behalf of the emperor.

Comrade Lao Zhu is still in Guangzhou and won't be able to come to Nanjing for a while. Zhu Jing'an has to shoulder the responsibility of paying homage to Xiaoling.

Zhu Jing'an drank several glasses of wine in succession and was already slightly tipsy, with an obvious blush on his cheeks.

Beside him, secretary Zhang Jin stood respectfully, waiting for Zhu Jing'an's instructions.

Zhu Jing'an put down the wine glass in his hand and said with narrowed eyes.

"There's still a war to be fought tomorrow, so I'll stop drinking and get out!"

"At the celebration banquet after the recapture of Nanjing, I will just drink the celebration wine with the soldiers!"

Zhu Jing'an knew that he had important things to do next, so he naturally wouldn't let drinking get in the way.

Hearing this, Zhang Jin nodded to express his understanding and directed several soldiers to come forward and remove the food and wine.

Zhu Jing'an stood up from his seat, stretched, and was about to go to bed while he was tipsy.

At this moment, a sentry rider rushed into the camp and came to Zhu Jing'an. After checking and frisking, he came to Zhu Jing'an and spoke.

"Your Highness, I have something important to report!"

(End of this chapter)