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

Although Boles is now dead, it is not certain how he will die.

Whether one dies alone or the whole family dies together, there are opinions.

The advice Holmes is giving now is the most beneficial advice for Bores.

He suggested that Porres sacrifice his life in exchange for the Queen's forgiveness for his family.

If Bores dares to disobey, not only will he die, but even his family will not be able to survive.

But if he had followed his orders, then Bores would only have to die to apologize, and the Queen would most likely not embarrass his family.

When Boles heard this, his expression became uncertain.

After thinking for a long time, he continued to speak.

"Holmes, how about you go to Cullen on my behalf to negotiate with the Ming Dynasty?"

"My bottom line is only three points."

"The first is to restore trade, the second is to demand the return of Petroev and other prisoners of war, and the third is that the empire cannot lose Lake Baikal."

Needless to say, the first restoration of trade was a death order from the Queen, and there was no room for comment.

Catherine needed this to appease the domestic nobility and stabilize her rule.

The second point is to return the prisoners of war, not only to reduce losses as much as possible, but also because Bores needs someone to help him share his guilt.

As the commanders of the Battle of Xinzhou, Petroyev and Kojevich's sins were no less serious than those of Bores.

If the two people can help share the burden and the forces behind them can help operate, Bores may be able to save his own life.

Bores knew that Kojevic was Potemkin's man, and he knew the relationship between Potemkin and the Queen.

If Potemkin was willing to intercede, it would be possible to save them.

As for the third point, it is Bores's wishful thinking.

The Ming army finally captured Irkutsk and seized control of Lake Baikal. How could they easily fight with others?

Do you really think that the Ming Dynasty is a Manchu and Qing Dynasty that "prefers to be friends rather than domestic slaves"? Don't you feel bad about ceding land and paying compensation?
Besides, even in the Manchu and Qing Dynasties, ceding territory and paying compensation was only a matter of the late Qing Dynasty.

During the middle and early Qing Dynasty, it was still pretty good.

When Kangxi signed the Treaty of Nerchinsk with Tsarist Russia, the reason why he was willing to make concessions to Tsarist Russia was not because he was stupid.

But Kangxi needed to stabilize Tsarist Russia first, and then concentrate his efforts on dealing with Zhungeer.

Otherwise, the Manchu Qing Dynasty would most likely not make concessions in the Treaty of Nerchinsk.

The "Treaty of Nerchinsk" can be called the first foreign equality treaty in Chinese history, and it is indeed of a certain standard.

After hearing this, Holmes spoke.

"My Lord Governor, the first and second points should not be a big problem."

"However, on the third point, I am not sure whether Ming Dynasty will give in. After all, the winner of this battle is them, not us..."

Holmes could have just said Porres was delusional.

What is not available on the battlefield, let alone the negotiation table.

When Boles heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched, but he still spoke.

"Just do your best!"

"I believe in your ability, Holmes, and you will not let me down."

"If it really doesn't work, we don't have to give up Irkutsk, but we require Lake Baikal to be a demilitarized zone, and neither the Ming Dynasty nor we are allowed to station troops in Lake Baikal."

"Or let Irkutsk be under the joint control of both parties to ensure that our supply ships can go through Lake Baikal to provide supplies to the fortresses in Eastern Siberia and Central Siberia."

"You should know the importance of Lake Baikal, Homs. The empire must not lose Lake Baikal, the most important transportation hub in Siberia."

"Big deal, we can make more concessions to the Ming Kingdom in other directions..."

As for where to make concessions?

Of course it's land ceding and compensation.

At worst, it's just a matter of losing a little more money and cutting some land.

Where else could it be?

After thinking for a while, Holmes finally gritted his teeth and said.

"Sir Governor, I am willing to give it a try, but I can't guarantee that it will work..."

Bores nodded and then said.

"Just do your best!"

"No matter what, things won't be worse than they are now."

Holmes smiled bitterly, but could only nod and leave.

……

The wolf lives in Xushan!

The Ming army camped at the foot of the mountain. All around the mountain were flags fluttering and people and horses like a forest.

An armored horse rode around the military camp, showing the Ming Dynasty's illustrious martial arts to the entire grassland.

Although the role of heavy cavalry on the battlefield is getting smaller and smaller, using it to show off will never go out of style.

In addition, there are groups of infantrymen conducting daily drills, practicing formations, and shouting to kill.

As time passed, the princes from various tribes in Monan and Mobei arrived at the foot of Langjuxu Mountain one after another.

Bringing tribute gifts, he came to see Zhu Jing'an and prepared to form an alliance with the Ming Dynasty.

In addition to these Mongolian princes, Zhu Jing'an also invited two living Buddhas of the Yellow Sect, Jebtsundamba and Zhangjia Hutuktu, who were in charge of the political and religious affairs of Inner Mongolia and Outer Mongolia respectively.

Well, except for the rough approach when hiring people, there are no other problems.

The rough process is that the Ming army soldiers surrounded their temple, or the two living Buddhas obeyed their orders and went with them to visit His Royal Highness the Crown Prince at Langjuxu Mountain.

Either the two living Buddhas disobey orders, or everyone in the temple will be killed to serve as a warning to others.

Facts have proved that although the Ming army's methods were simple and crude, they were indeed very effective.

No, both living Buddhas gave Zhu Jing'an face!
In the big tent, the Mongolian princes lined up on both sides and took their seats.

The two living Buddhas sat on the second seats on the left and right sides respectively.

On the trays in front of them, there were delicacies of cattle and sheep, as well as fine wines and delicacies.

Exudes a tempting fragrance!
However, in the face of this alluring fragrance, no one dared to move their chopsticks.

Because the main seat of the banquet is still vacant.

Zhu Jing'an hasn't even sat down yet, so who among them dares to use chopsticks?

While everyone was waiting anxiously, there was a burst of noise outside the big tent.

"I will finally meet His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

"I will finally meet His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

"..."

Amidst the sound of worship, Zhu Jing'an walked in from outside the tent.

The curtain was opened, and the dazzling sunlight shone into the tent. Zhu Jing'an walked in from the outside with the sunlight, and his body seemed to be suffused with a halo.

At this moment, he looked sacred and majestic.

It's like a god coming to the mortal world, making people afraid to look directly at him!

The next moment, the princes of various Mongolian tribes stood up from their seats and bowed down.

"See His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, Your Highness Jin An!"

"See His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, Your Highness Jin An!"

"..."

These Mongolian princes who used to be superior to the grassland herdsmen, who were no different from gods and Buddhas in the eyes of ordinary people, now in front of Zhu Jing'an, they can only kneel down and worship like slaves.

Amid waves of worshipers, Zhu Jing'an walked into the tent and sat down on the main seat.

Looking around, looking at the Mongolian princes and the two living Buddhas who were kneeling respectfully, Zhu Jing'an suddenly felt a sense of accomplishment.

He spoke.

"Everyone is safe!"

When he said this, Zhu Jing'an had no expression on his face, but his eyes clearly showed that he was a little unhappy.

The Mongolian princes took their seats, as did the two Living Buddhas.

Zhu Jing'an looked around and said with a chuckle.

"Today you all gather here to form an alliance with me, the Ming Dynasty, so that the grassland and the Han Dynasty can enjoy peace forever and seek common development. I feel so relieved." "You all understand the general trend!"

Seeing this, the Mongolian princes all said in great panic.

"We are terrified."

After saying this, Zhu Jing'an looked at the two living Buddhas again.

"The two living Buddhas traveled thousands of miles to come and bear witness to the alliance between the Ming Dynasty and the Mongolian tribes. I am very grateful."

When the two Living Buddhas heard this, they also did not dare to make excuses, and spoke with fearful expressions.

"Your Highness is serious!"

"We are supported by the people of the grassland, and we should work for the stability of the people of the grassland. This is what we should do."

Zhu Jing'an nodded slightly, with a very satisfied expression.

However, suddenly his voice changed and he spoke.

"I am very happy that all the princes and the two living Buddhas can give me this face and come to make an alliance with me, the Ming Dynasty."

"If the grassland can be peaceful and happy in the future, all of you will be indispensable!"

"However, what makes me unhappy is that not everyone is as discerning as you are."

"For example, the Horqin tribe is very ignorant. They didn't give Gu this face."

Everyone's expressions were stern when they heard this.

Obviously aware of the seriousness of the matter, the expression on Zhu Jing'an's face was so cold that it sent chills to their bones.

"Haha, since they don't want to come, then they don't want to come."

"Those people from the Horqin Department, please be careful in your next life!"

Zhu Jing'an said coldly.

After saying this, Zhu Jing'an looked at the followers beside him, and then spoke.

"Give me the order to select all the Horqin prisoners among the prisoners of war in our army."

"Kill them all, leaving no one behind!"

"Send the order again, and ask Pan Dazhu's troops to gather all their troops and prepare to encircle and suppress the Horqin tribe. Regardless of men, women, old or young, they will kill them all without leaving a single one behind..."

As soon as Zhu Jing'an said this, the expressions of the Mongolian princes in the tent changed instantly.

Even the movement of the two living Buddhas turning the prayer beads in their hands was obviously accelerated.

Obviously, they were all frightened by Zhu Jing'an's words.

The look in Zhu Jing'an's eyes became even more awe-inspiring.

Although they knew that Zhu Jing'an was decisive in killing, they did not expect that Zhu Jing'an could kill so decisively.

According to what this person means, he is planning to completely wipe out the Horqin tribe who dare to disobey his orders!
Countless people felt lucky that they had obeyed the order and came to Langjuxu Mountain to form an alliance with the Ming Dynasty.

Otherwise, wouldn't he be completely wiped out by the Ming Dynasty like the Horqin tribe?
When Zhu Jing'an saw this, the satisfaction in his eyes flashed away.

Haha, what our ancestors said is indeed true. The barbarians are also afraid of power and have no morals, so they should not have a good color.

Today I am going to negotiate an alliance with various Mongolian ministries. Before starting the negotiations, I will first attack the disobedient Horqin tribe to scare the monkeys. The subsequent negotiations will definitely go much smoother.

After Zhu Jing'an finished speaking, Sering Namuzal, the great Khan of the Torgut tribe, stood up and spoke.

"Your Majesty, the Crown Prince, our Turgut tribe is willing to be the king's vanguard in this battle and eliminate the traitors!"

In order to get the support of the Ming Dynasty so that the Torgut tribe could establish a complete foothold on the grassland, Celing Namzal now figured it out.

Prepare to completely surrender to the Ming Dynasty!
Do Ming's white gloves on the grassland.

Hearing this, Zhu Jing'an nodded with satisfaction and said.

"Can!"

"If Tu'er Hubu can make meritorious service in this battle, the imperial court and Gudu will generously reward you."

Seeing this, Celing Namuzal hurriedly bowed and kowtowed.

"Xiaohan thanks His Highness for your grace!"

"Everyone in the Torgut tribe is willing to fight for the great Ming Dynasty and His Highness, even if they die."

At this moment, Celing Namuzal could feel the contempt and disdain in the eyes of the Mongolian princes around him.

But, he doesn't care!
You will ignore me today, but you will not be able to reach me in the future.

Since he has made up his mind to be the loyal dog of Ming Dynasty, he is naturally not afraid of offending others.

After all, where is the dog that doesn’t bite?

If a dog doesn't bite people and can't guard homes and homes, then it's almost time for him to be skinned and put in a pot.

Ce Ling Namuzal can still understand such a simple truth.

Then, Zhu Jing'an seemed to change his face, a smile appeared on his face, and he said with a smile.

"Haha, don't be so nervous!"

"The Horqin tribe is actively seeking death. Otherwise, Gu would not be willing to use weapons without permission."

“Everyone moves their chopsticks, everyone moves their chopsticks!”

"This time, in order to entertain the princes and living Buddhas, I ordered people to kill several carefully selected cattle and sheep."

"Even those drinks are fine wines brought from Gu Congguan..."

Monks of Han Buddhism are not allowed to drink alcohol and eat meat, but monks of Yellow Buddhism do not have this taboo. They can still eat meat and drink alcohol.

After Zhu Jing'an finished speaking, the atmosphere in the tent suddenly became cheerful.

The Mongolian princes began to drink and toast.

The Mongolian princes still understand this simple principle of doing what needs to be done when it is time to do it.

Zhu Jing'an also raised his glass personally and invited everyone to drink.

As the sweet wine entered his throat, Zhu Jing'an showed an expression of enjoyment.

Just when everyone was enjoying the feast, the curtain of the big tent was opened.

Several graceful prairie girls walked in from outside.

Started dancing in the big tent.

These grassland girls are all noble ladies such as Princess Gege from various Mongolian tribes. This time, these Mongolian princes brought them to Langjuxu Mountain to form an alliance with the Ming Dynasty.

They were also asked to dance in front of Zhu Jing'an.

The purpose is actually quite clear.

It is nothing more than hoping that Zhu Jing'an will like one or two of them for marriage.

But Zhu Jing'an did not resist this!

Although the Ming Dynasty had an ancestral precept against marriage, the fact that the emperor and the prince accepted foreign women as concubines was not considered a marriage.

Well, back then, Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Di also had many women donated by various ethnic groups.

Zhu Jing'an narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the graceful figures of those girls, his eyes full of appreciation and passion.

This year is the seventh year of Xuanwu in the Ming Dynasty, 1784 in the Western calendar.

The year when the Ming Dynasty first launched its army was the 1776st year of Qianlong's reign in the Qing Dynasty, which was in the Western calendar.

That year, Zhu Jing'an was 17 years old.

From 1776 to 1784, eight full years have passed.

After all, Zhu Jing'an is already 25 this year.

Most of the Mongolian girls who came to dance in front of him today were fourteen or fifteen years old, the oldest was only sixteen or seventeen, and the youngest was only twelve or thirteen.

Judging from Zhu Jing'an's age, he could almost be considered to be of their uncle's generation in front of them.

Of course, it was just in front of these girls that Zhu Jing'an looked very old.

But among the greasy middle-aged men in this big tent with an average age of 40 or 50 years old and a beer belly per capita, Zhu Jing'an, who is in his twenties, is shown to be quite heroic.

Zhu Jing'an, who is handsome, tall and powerful, is also very attractive to young girls.

Women all want to be strong, and Zhu Jing'an is naturally the strong one now!
The entire Mongolian grassland has now surrendered under his feet.

Princes, nobles, living Buddhas, warriors...

Countless Mongolians bowed humbly before him and prayed for his mercy.

Who dares to say that Zhu Jing'an is not a strong man?
Although the girls were dancing, they never took their eyes away from Zhu Jing'an while dancing. (End of chapter)