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

When Zhu Jianzhuo heard this, he nodded first and then spoke.

"That's fine!"

"But, if the army takes the sea route, is the risk too high?"

"If we encounter large-scale storms and waves on the way, the consequences will be disastrous."

For the Chinese these days, the sea is still a strange world in the fog.

If the Ming fleet sailed into the sea, most people would feel unsure.

I'm afraid something will happen to the fleet at sea!

When Zhu Jing'an heard this, he spoke to comfort him.

"Father, don't worry, it's not a big problem!"

"Our naval fleet will also go along the coast. The route has been figured out in advance, and safety is still guaranteed."

China in this era may not have the ability to sail across the ocean, but there is still no problem wandering around in the offshore waters at its doorstep.

Moreover, whether it is the East China Sea, the Yellow Sea, or the Bohai Sea, the sea areas are relatively calm, and there are generally not too many storms.

If it is a single ship, there will indeed be some danger.

But if it is a large fleet, the risk will be greatly reduced.

Hearing this, Zhu Jianzhuo nodded in approval.

Then he spoke.

"The Fifth Army Governor's Office will come up with an action plan as soon as possible!"

“The cabinet must cooperate accordingly!”

"Recovering the capital and the northern provinces that fell to the Tartars as soon as possible is the top priority of our Ming Dynasty."

Hearing this, everyone nodded to express their understanding.

Zhu Jianzhuo turned around and said to Zhu Jing'an.

"My father's health is not good. When the army recaptures the capital, you, Jing'an, will ascend the throne. My father will be able to rest in peace and recover from his illness."

When Zhu Jing'an heard this, he spoke with a slightly solemn expression.

"Please ask your father to take back your life, I am really scared!"

Although Zhu Jing'an had been looking forward to his ascension to the throne for a long time, he still had to make appearances.

……

Datong!

After leading his army southward and capturing Datong City, Yongxuan moved his troops' headquarters from Suiyuan City to Datong.

However, he had just captured Datong not long before he had time to continue south and capture Taiyuan, the capital of Shanxi Province.

Yongxuan then received the news that Yonglin announced his abdication, led his troops to retreat from the capital to Shanxi, and occupied Taiyuan.

After Yongxuan received the news, there was no doubt that he was indeed angry.

There is a feeling of embarrassment that the duck you got was cut off!

However, he really had no good solution for this.

How should I put it? Although Yonglin was defeated and withdrew from the capital, with the support of Fukangan, he was still stronger than Yongxuan, the governor of Suiyuan.

Yongxuan is temporarily unable to do anything to Yonglin!

However, he was not reconciled to this.

He didn't want to continue to be a marginal figure in the Qing Dynasty. He also wanted to have the capital to compete for the world like Yonglin, Yongyan, and Yongrong.

The premise of this matter is that he must capture Taiyuan!

Only by capturing Taiyuan can he control the entire Shanxi.

Only by controlling Shanxi's population and resources can he be able to compete for the world.

Yongxuan stood at the top of the city of Datong, his expression uncertain for a while.

Beside him, a counselor named Wan Liang spoke.

"Master, judging from the current situation, if you want to capture Taiyuan, this is the only way you can choose. You must make a quick decision."

Regarding Yongxuan's idea of ​​seizing Taiyuan, Wan Liang, a counselor, gave him an idea.

That is to unite with Yong Rong and use Yong Rong's power to eliminate Yong Lin.

But Yongxuan is a little hesitant now.

"Yong Rong now occupies the sacred land outside Zhili and Guan. If I join forces with him, wouldn't it be like seeking the skin of a tiger?"

In Yongxuan's view, Yongrong can be said to be the strongest among his brothers.

If he joins forces with him, there is a high probability that he can successfully capture Taiyuan.

But no one knows whether Taiyuan will belong to Yong Rong or Yong Xuan from now on.

When Wan Liang heard this, he smiled and said.

"Master, have you forgotten that Yong Rong's enemy is not only Yong Lin, but also Yong Yan from Xi'an."

"Master, while you contact Yong Rong to attack Yong Lin, you can contact Yong Yan to attack Yong Rong together."

"By then, it will be too late for Yongrong to protect himself, so why should he occupy Taiyuan again?"

"In this case, Yong Rong will return to Zhili, Yong Yan will occupy Shaanxi and part of Henan, and you will occupy Shanxi. Isn't this a situation where the world is divided into three parts?"

Hearing this, Yongxuan showed a thoughtful expression on his face.

He immediately nodded and said.

"It makes sense, this plan might work!"

From Yongxuan's point of view, this plan is indeed good. It gives him the opportunity to make big gains in a small way, and it also conforms to the simple principle of making friends at a distance and attacking at a short distance.

After thinking for a while, Yongxuan finally nodded.

"Very good, let's do it!"

However, as soon as Yongxuan finished speaking, he saw a puff of smoke rising from the north outside Datong City.

A group of cavalry galloped from the north, leaving an obvious trail behind them, with flying sand and smoke.

Seeing this scene, Yongxuan suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

He turned around and gave instructions to the Goshiha next to him.

"Send someone immediately to see what happened!"

"Where did the cavalry come from!"

After Yongxuan finished speaking, Geshiha left next to him.

Not long after, Goshiha beside Yongxuan ran back again, and behind him, there was also a dusty Mongolian cavalry.

The Mongolian cavalry was brought to Yongxuan, knelt down with a bang, and spoke with a worried look on his face.

"General, Mr. Governor, something happened, something big happened!"

"The Rakshasa Kingdom invaded Uriyasutai, and the Chaktu was defeated. The Rakshasa Kingdom's troops continued to move southward, including the Chechen Khan Tribe, Tushetu Khan Tribe, Sanyin Noyan Khan Tribe, as well as our Qing Dynasty's garrison soldiers and merchants. , there were heavy casualties..."

"Cullen is in danger!"

When Yongxuan heard this, he was stunned.

He opened his mouth, his expression full of confusion.

"This...where did this Rakshasa Kingdom come from?!"

You know, Uliasutai is now his Yongxuan territory.

Although he only has a name for this territory, the actual affairs are still left to the Mobei tribes to decide on their own. However, Ulia Sutai was invaded by the Rakshasa Kingdom, which was still a major event for Yongxuan.

Because once you pass Mobei, you will become Monan.

Once the Rakshasa soldiers reach Monan, Yongxuan's core interests will be touched.

Taking a deep breath, Yongxuan forced herself to calm down, and then spoke.

"Send the order and summon the generals immediately for discussion!"

"..."

……

Ulia Sutai, Cullen City!

Kulun, later the capital of Mongolia, Ulaanbaatar.

Although the current chief auxiliary of the territory under the jurisdiction of General Ulyasu is Ulyasutai City, Kulun, as an important city in the border trade connecting the Manchu Qing Dynasty and Tsarist Russia, plays an important role in connecting the inside and outside.

Its prosperity is not inferior to that of Ulyasutai!

Even more so.

Because of this, the current governor of Siberia of the Rakshasa Kingdom seized the opportunity when a large-scale rebellion broke out within the Qing Empire and had no time to look north, so he sent troops south.

After capturing the border city of Kyaktu, Cullen became their second target.

After a long siege, Cullen has now become shaky.

More than half of the Qing troops in the city had been lost, and all the city defense supplies such as gunpowder, artillery shells, etc. had been used up. The low city wall had been battered by Rakshasa artillery and was on the verge of collapse.

Even the women, children, old and weak people in the city began to board the city to help defend the city.

Outside the city were a dark mass of Cossacks and Rakshasa soldiers, attacking the city of Kulun.

Snapped! Bang bang!

The crisp sound of musket shooting continued.

Black cannonballs passed by at low altitude and hit Cullen's city wall. Cracks centered on the impact point and spread rapidly to the surroundings.

The Qing troops defending the city fought back with all their might, firing muskets, bows and arrows at random.

However, as time went by, the resistance of the Qing army began to become weaker and weaker. Anyone with a discerning eye knew that it was only a matter of time before the city of Kulun was defeated.

A bearded man wearing aristocratic clothing and a big-brimmed hat stood on a low hill outside Cullen City, holding a telescope and looking at Cullen City in the distance, his sapphire blue eyes narrowed slightly.

There was a sinister light of greed and danger inside.

"General Petroyev, the brave soldiers request that they can relax after taking Kulen."

A blond Rakshasa wearing a colonel's epaulettes came to Petroyev and asked.

Hearing this, Petroyev nodded.

"Of course, the warriors deserve this."

"Tell the brave soldiers that I, Petroyev, make a promise to them in the name of God to capture Kulun. All the gold, silver, wine, and beauties in the city of Kulun belong to them."

"Please ask them to make a last-ditch effort to capture Cullen and spread the glory of God to those ignorant and barbaric Easterners!"

After Petroyev's order was issued, the Rakshasa soldiers who were attacking the city let out bursts of excited screams and launched another crazy attack on Kulun City.

The Qing army defending the city gritted its teeth and prepared for the final resistance!

However, at this moment, with a gritty creaking sound, a city gate in Culun was opened from the inside.

Seeing this, Petroyev knew that the spies he had arranged in advance had worked. He became even more excited and ordered the Rakshasa soldiers to enter the city of Kulun through the opened city gate.

As the city gate was opened, the fall of Cullen was a foregone conclusion.

Soon, the city wall of Culun fell, and the Qing troops defending the city fell to death. The city of Culun was ignited with blazing fire, and billowing black smoke rose into the sky.

Groups of Cossack cavalry riding tall horses galloped into Kulen.

The war horse flew past, and the scimitar in his hand was placed lightly beside him.

There was only a pop, a head was thrown high, and a Qing soldier fell to the ground with his head up.

Blood spurted out like a fountain!

Another Cossack was riding on horseback, his body undulating as the horse galloped. He aimed the musket in front of him and pulled the trigger. There was only a snap, and the musket was activated.

A projectile rotated and shot forward!

There was a pop, and a ball of blood burst out from the chest of a Mongolian wearing a leather robe in the distance.

One after another, the Cossacks made strange noises and poured into the city of Kulun. They killed everyone they saw and robbed things they saw.

The Mongolian women in the city suffered even more, being raped wantonly by the barbaric Cossacks and venting their animal desires.

The once prosperous and beautiful Cullen has become a hell on earth today.

……

A businessman wearing a melon cap and a mandarin gown with a typical Central Plains Han appearance nodded and followed a Rakshasa soldier, and was brought to Petroyev.

As soon as he was brought to Petroyev, he knelt down with a thump, raised his butt high, and spoke in a flattering voice.

"Little Fan Boyong pays homage to the General!"

"My lord general, the magic soldiers descended from the sky to capture Culun. You are truly a hero. I really admire you!"

Petroyev glanced at Van Boyon, who was selling his country for glory, with a slight disdain in his eyes.

However, he finally spoke.

"I am also very pleased that Mr. Fan made the right choice to abandon the ignorant Tatars and come to serve us Slavs."

"Thank God for sending talents like Mr. Fan to His Majesty the Tsar!"

When Fan Boyong heard this, he said with a flattering face.

"The villain and his family are willing to leave the Manchu Qing Dynasty and convert to the Rakshasa Empire. If the general does not give up, the villain is willing to take shelter under the general."

Fan Boyong's surname is Fan, the fan of Fan Yongdou.

It is the contemporary family of the Fan family, one of the eight traitors of Shanxi merchants.

And the reason why he chose to betray the Manchus and surrender to the Rakshasa was for no other reason than to protect himself.

How did those eight traitors get rich back then?

To put it bluntly, didn’t you just sell out the Ming Dynasty and become a traitor?

But now, the Ming Dynasty has resurrected, and is about to unify the world again.

Once the Ming Dynasty fights back in the future, how can these eight Shanxi merchants fare well?

As for expecting the Qing Dynasty to withstand the Ming Army’s Northern Expedition?

How should I put it, now the minds of several princes in the Manchu Qing Dynasty are almost turned into shit.

Rather than expecting them to withstand the Ming Army's Northern Expedition, it's better to expect sows to climb trees.

Therefore, Fan Boyong had evil thoughts in order to survive.

Prepare to jump off the sinking ship of the Manchu Qing Dynasty and jump to the Rakshasa Kingdom.

In Fan Boyong's opinion, as long as he can take his family to the Rakshasa Kingdom, they will be safe even if the Ming Dynasty regains control of the world in the future.

Is it possible that Ming Dynasty could still go to Rakshasa to raid his home and destroy his clan?

As for him selling the Qing Dynasty, what will happen to his family back home in Shanxi?

Fan Boyong spread his hands and said, blame me?

Then, in order to give himself a certificate of surrender to the Rakshasa state, Fan Boyong took the initiative to contact Petroyev, and this is how the matter of Kulun's city dedication came about.

Seeing this, Petroyev nodded slightly with satisfaction, and then asked.

"Dear Fan, are you sure that even if we capture Kulun, the Tatar Empire will not be able to go north to regain the lost territory?"

Petroyev doesn't have many troops at hand right now, a group of Rakshasa soldiers from the Siberian Governor's Palace, about a thousand people.

Plus three thousand Cossacks!

This is all the troops he has at hand.

There was absolutely no capital for a large-scale war with the Manchus.

His attack on Cullen this time was, to put it bluntly, a military gamble made by him who was good at making decisions and starting provocations in order to seek land and credit.

They just wanted to take advantage of the Manchu Qing Dynasty's inability to visit the north and then take advantage.

The top brass of Tsarist Russia don’t know anything about what’s going on in Siberia!

It is precisely because of this that Petroyev asked Fan Boyon to confirm that the Manchu Qing Dynasty was really unable to visit the north.

In order to prevent his actions from attracting revenge from the main forces of the Qing Dynasty, and then unfortunately overturning... (End of this chapter)