Daming, originally wanted to destroy it, but the system came

Chapter 398 Where the cannon reaches

When Mo'er surveyed the city, all the people in the recruiting department who had been bombarded by the shells disappeared. The defenders on the city lost all morale and surrendered on the spot.

Even Muchun himself was shocked.

With such terrifying firepower, there is no need for any conspiracy. Isn't it just a bloody battle? Wherever the cannon reaches, the enemies are wiped out.

"No wonder His Highness attaches so much importance to Simoden and vigorously develops so-called technology," Mu Chun's eyes flashed with a strange light.

At the same time, the teams of Niu Sheng and Peng Yue on the other side had successfully entered the city.

The two armies launched a pincer attack at the same time, and the other side also used artillery fire to shatter the will of the defenders.

Fortunately, the defenders opened the city quickly enough, otherwise, the walls and gates of the ancient city would have been destroyed.

After that it was a matter of gathering the surrendering troops.

During this process, the people trembled and hid in their homes and did not dare to come out, but the Ming army did nothing to them.

Mu Chun, in particular, was well aware of Zhu Chu's methods of dividing the people and the chieftains, so he posted notices throughout the process to appease the people while explaining that they were here to 'liberate' the Tibetan people.

"Since the Marquis of Xiping is well aware of His Highness' methods, we can rest assured. Lao Peng, pack up quickly and prepare to continue marching north," Niu Sheng, as a rough and reckless man, was often called a fool by His Highness in the past. Not ashamed of it, but proud of it.

The streets were full of Ming troops running around, most of them cavalry, and the streets and alleys were filled with the sound of horse hooves.

"This has something to do with picky eating. The headquarters of Duogan Dusi is in Lingzang. I'm afraid there are hundreds of thousands of troops, at least tens of thousands. Can you control the surrender of the army alone?" Mu Chun was speechless. .

So there was no need for Zhu Chun to speak in person, Mu Chun already understood what Zhu Chun meant.

At this time, he has really grown up and matured, and he no longer looks like the playboy he once was.

"Hurry up, please two generals," Niu Sheng shouted quickly, all he could do was shout, "Fellow Taoist, please stay."

Muchun and the others quickly returned the gift.

But gradually, the people finally discovered that the Ming army did not burn, kill or loot them after entering the city.

Except for Li Jinglong, Muchun, Peng Yue and Niu Sheng looked at each other, smiled and shook their heads in tacit understanding.

The Mo'er Kan Recruitment Department used the Ming Dynasty's organizational system, but what was feasible was its own politics.

Then the three generals rushed to the city to check and found that it was Li Jinglong and Hou Dagou leading an army of 100,000 people passing through the city.

Some brave people even walked out of their homes and huddled in the corners of the streets to take a look at what was going on outside.

Although Zhu Chu didn't say it explicitly at the time, it was impossible to station a hundred thousand troops to Moerkan, right?

Although this place is indeed very important, it is not only the food and grass supply route for the entire army deep into Tibet, but also the route for them to return to Yunnan.

If the entire Tibetan area is divided into two parts, one half is Uszang Dusi and the other half is Duogan Dusi. I'm afraid 100,000 people are not enough, right?

Niu Sheng winked at Peng Yue quickly.

If 100,000 people surrender to this stupid cow, how can you control 50,000 people?

Muchun was the first to follow Zhu Chun. Niu Sheng and Peng Yue also followed Zhu Chun in the Mongolian grassland and fought in the south and north. They all saw Zhu Chun's methods of returning to his native land.

Muchun is so angry, am I blind?

"You idiot, you have to squeeze me out, right? You can't leave 10,000 soldiers and horses to guard this city, and carry out the rest of the land reform and naturalization work, and then we will lead the army and join the Duke. Going north?" Muchun said angrily.

Therefore, even the military strength was freely determined by the local chieftains.

"His Highness is an expert in using troops. Since His Highness has not arranged any tasks for us after defeating Mo'erkan, I'm afraid he has a plan from the beginning. If His Highness, King of Shu, sends troops from Sichuan, we can stabilize the rear position in Mo'erkan and at the same time be able to do so at any time. To support the Sichuan Army of the King of Shu. Now that your troops are here, I'm afraid the King of Shu has broken the promise. In that case, let's conquer Tibet as a family and let everyone in the world know about His Highness's great achievements," Mu Chun said as he began to think.

The three generals got together and began to deal with the aftermath.

One person has to look at two people. Can you handle it?

Or do you want to learn from scratch? Trap and kill all the surrendered troops?

Just when Niu Sheng couldn't answer, a messenger came to report that a large army with the banner of the Ming Army was spotted outside the city and was heading north in a mighty way.

Hou Dagou on the side was a little unable to speak.

If we don't have such absolute confidence, wouldn't it be better to move a hundred thousand troops to the front?

What's more, these 100,000 troops, excluding 35,000 Zhuangs, are all genuine Ming troops, with full-time officers.

But with Zhu Chu's character and ability, how could he let this 100,000-strong army just guard a gate?

It's such a simple thing, why do you have to make it so fancy?

"But aren't you going to support His Highness?" Hou Dagou finally found the opportunity to ask a question.

But they only have an army of 100,000.

Mu Chun didn't know what this stupid cow was thinking, so he said angrily: "You want to leave me here? There are Guanjue and Lingzang in the north, can you afford it?"

After some exchanges, Muchun and the others learned that Li Jinglong and Hou Dagou's mission was to wipe out the entire Duogan Dusi.

They are completely unlike the cruel Tatars of the Mongol Empire.

Peng Yue couldn't laugh or cry. He knew what Niu Sheng was thinking. He didn't want to be dragged down here, but wanted to continue to build his achievements.

After all, Li Jinglong still has a title: Cao Guogong, so he should not be neglected.

Regardless of whether the people believed it or not, Muchun himself believed it anyway.

A total of 30,000 troops surrendered in the city.

"I'm not picky about food," Niu Sheng patted his belly.

At this time, he showed his caution and winked at Peng Yue repeatedly.

"Post a notice."

Today's Ming army's military quality is not something that can be boasted.

Then Li Jinglong and Hou Dagou came to the city and were surprised to find that they only set out half a day late, but Moerkan was actually defeated?

"As expected of the three generals," Li Jinglong clasped his hands in admiration.

After all, he is the son of Li Wenzhong. The tiger father has no sons. In addition to the circle of origin, he was influenced by what he heard and saw. He was trained by Zhu Zhen along the way, and he finally changed.

In less than half a day, Mo'erkan fell into the hands of Muchun and the others.

Originally, Zhu Chu also understood that he felt sorry for the eleventh brother when he intercepted Qu Neng and his 50,000-strong army.

If the King of Shu wants to fight, you can share with him the credit for this overwhelming effort. You don’t have soldiers in Shu, but I do.

How about I give you fifty thousand and give you one hundred thousand?

It's a pity that Zhu Chun is a man of letters. Since he himself has to miss out on this huge wealth, it's no wonder that Zhu Chun lives alone.

Muchun then decided: "He Fu, Feng Cheng."

"The humble position is here."

The two lieutenants came in and stood there with their hands folded, waiting for orders.

Muchun looked at the two of them and said, "Feng Cheng, you are my uncle. He Fu, you have followed my father for many years. I absolutely trust you two."

Feng Cheng and He Fu looked at each other, feeling sad, and both said: "Little Marquis, if you have anything to say, just tell me, even if you want us to die, that's all."

Muchun's words made the two of them murmur, and Feng Cheng was even more thinking, this bastard brat, your mother died early, so you don't take me as your biological uncle seriously? Do you want me to die here?

Otherwise, just listen to what he says. How can there be any chance of survival?

Muchun quickly said: "Uncle, Uncle He, I'm not asking you to die. I want one of you to stay in this city."

Feng Cheng looked like you were teasing me, so you said it as if you were parting from life or death, so it depends on how old you are, otherwise I would have to slap you.

In fact, in ancient times, the status of maternal uncle may be higher than that of uncle.

Why do you say that?

Because after all, the maternal uncle is a relative, and the uncle is a member of the family.

Once the family is divided, the uncle is actually the opposite and will divide the family property and power.

My uncle is different. He has no right to divide these things, so he can be fair and just.

Therefore, usually when a family is separated, the uncle is asked to do justice.

In addition, Feng Cheng has been on the battlefield with his brother-in-law Mu Ying for a long time, and has a good relationship with the Mu family.

Muchun is the only descendant left by sister Feng Cheng, and their relationship is even more intimate.

Feng Cheng glared at this brat. If he hadn't seen that he already held the title of Marquis of Xiping and was the commander of an army, he would have to scold him if he wanted to save him some face.

How old are you? Do you have a serious man? Don't you just want to go out and fight? What's wrong with being a man and making contributions? Why play tricks. "Then let me guard the rear," Feng Cheng volunteered.

He Fu looked at Feng Cheng gratefully.

This battle can be described as an unprecedented battle, and the scale of the battle is unimaginable.

Moreover, once the power of Yunnan is used, it can capture land that is almost equal to or even greater than the current Ming Dynasty.

This is not just as simple as opening up borders and splitting the soil, but also directly doubling the territory of the Ming Dynasty.

Since ancient times, the countries in the Western Region have only been vassals of the Central Plains and have never been truly included in the territory, because the Central Plains people have a unique pride and look down on these barbarian lands.

After this battle, he will become famous all over the world.

He Fu naturally didn't want to miss the opportunity to go down in history.

So he clasped his hands and bowed deeply to Feng Cheng, thanking him for his kindness.

Feng Cheng quickly helped He Fu up.

He Fu was actually from Bozhou. It would be better to say that Zhu Yuanzhang's early team members were all from the Huaixi Group.

For the entire Central Plains, Bozhou is really nothing, just a small place.

But in the early Ming Dynasty, countless fierce men emerged.

Maybe God couldn't stand the evil deeds of the Northern Yuan Dynasty and the brutality of the Mongolian Tatars, so he sent down such a group of fierce generals, right?

Now that the decision had been made, Muchun quickly grabbed his uncle and told him how to proceed.

These processes of reforming the land and returning it to the local people may seem simple, but in fact it is not. Only if it is executed properly can we successfully win over the people. Otherwise, it will be a useless effort. Land and property will be given in vain, but no thanks will be received.

"We must first intensify conflicts and transfer hatred. Let the people awaken themselves and let them understand that the previous officials were bad people and we are here to save them," Muchun said.

"Is this what your Highness has been doing all this time?" Feng Cheng's mouth twitched, thinking that you guys are really dirty for playing tricks.

You want to kill someone, but you also want them to think of you?

Disgusting, disgusting.

"Uncle," Mu Chun looked at Feng Cheng and said earnestly: "Whether it's our Yunnan or this Tibet, the chieftain is the chieftain, and it has never changed. They squeeze the people, harm the people, and don't even treat the people as human beings. , but to be serfs, like talking animals. Raising cattle and horses still requires careful care and fodder. But people don't need it. People can take care of themselves, and just give them a bite to eat. "

"Bark, grass roots, Guanyin soil. You have been with my father in Yunnan for so many years. It's not that you haven't seen people making steamed buns with Guanyin soil, it's not that you haven't seen people cooking porridge with three grains of rice in a pot of leaves, and it's not that you haven't seen people making porridge with Guanyin soil. They fight over a tree just to peel off the bark and soak it in water to eat."

"My father spent ten years cultivating fields to make the people of Yunnan a little better off. But in the end, it was still the chieftains who were full of fat, but what about the people? What's the difference? They should eat Guanyin soil, and they should eat tree bark. , shouldn’t it still be the same scene when digging up grass roots?”

"Even Yunnan has never been peaceful. There are always chieftains who cause trouble. Because they are chieftains, they are not afraid of punishment from the court. There is no end to the peace, uncle."

"But looking at Yunnan today, the people live and work in peace and contentment. Every household has its own fertile land. They can eat enough every day, and they eat rice and white flour. They even have enough money to dress well, marry a wife, and even eat meat every now and then."

"Uncle, it's only been one year, but what Uncle Wang has accomplished far exceeds that of my father in ten years. This is why it is necessary to change his roots and return to his hometown."

"Those chieftains deserve to be killed. Even if this Tibetan land has surrendered to the imperial court, even if these chieftains are officials recognized and bestowed by the imperial court. So what?"

"What your Highness does is for the common people of the world, and for the people of Dawn. This is a benevolent king, and this is a wise king."

Listening to Muchun's heartfelt words, Feng Cheng couldn't help but admire him.

Feng Cheng, who had been slandering just now, said righteously: "Don't worry, Lord Marquis, I know what to do."

Calling me nephew is a family matter, calling me Lord Marquis is a colleague, so we must distinguish between public and private matters.

Muchun then explained.

Because Feng Cheng followed Mu Ying after all, he didn't understand many things.

Muchun explained in detail to Feng Cheng one by one the methods he had learned from Zhu Zhen.

As long as Feng Cheng successfully completes his conversion and returns to his hometown, he is not afraid of Mo'er Kan not surrendering.

To put it bluntly, you follow your chieftain officer and can only eat pig food. No, it is grass roots, tree bark, and Guanyin soil that even pigs do not eat.

And as long as you sincerely become citizens of the Ming Dynasty and the Prince of Dian, you will not only gain personal freedom and the blessings of the Ming Dynasty and the King of Dian in the future, but you will also be able to have a full stomach and get the land and property that truly belongs to you.

Even the most ignorant people should know how to choose, right?

And Mu Chun didn't know that after Zhu Chu sent them, he also sent the "poison warrior" Gu Wen to prepare for a "big deal." The cruel persecution of the people in Tibet was actually far beyond the imagination of Mu Chun and others. .

Once a shocking news is revealed, I am afraid that no matter how stupid the Tibetan people are, an uprising will break out.

This is something I won’t mention for the time being.

After Muchun arranged for Feng Cheng to stay and guard Mo'erkan, and allocated him 10,000 troops from his own subordinates, he was about to prepare to gather nearly 200,000 troops with Li Jinglong and others to march north together.

The reason why he wanted to keep his own troops was because his troops were all soldiers of the Ming Dynasty.

Among the troops of Peng Yue and Niu Sheng, only 15,000 were Ming troops, and the other 35,000 were Zhuangs.

Not to mention the troops of Li Jinglong and Hou Dagou, 100,000 of them were all Yao people.

To put it bluntly, Moerkan was their last retreat, and it was also the most important food and grass route. They must not miss anything.

Therefore, his own people are more trustworthy, otherwise Mu Chun wouldn't have to say what he said before, as if he was parting from life or death, and Feng Cheng and He Fu were so frightened that they almost gave him their lives on the spot.

Let’s not mention for the moment that the 200,000 troops continued to march north to conquer Duogan Dusi.

On the other side, under the city of Zelagang.

Wang Fu and Zhao Kuo led an army of 100,000 troops to the city.

Ten miles outside the city, a hundred thousand troops gathered here.

Wang Fu and Zhao Kuo rode to the front of the team and looked at the city in the distance together.

The two of them are already old acquaintances. They have fought side by side before, so they naturally have a tacit understanding.

In addition, the subordinates led by the two men are all descendants of the Zhuang ethnic group. When they march together, they are all laughing and joking, so there is no need to get along at all.

However, both Wang and Zhao are talented generals and have their own ability to command troops. Now that the battle is imminent, the two armies have been clearly separated and will not be in chaos.

"Old Wang, you take command, I will be your vanguard," Zhao Kuo said with a smile.

Wang Fu shook his head with a dumbfounded smile, thinking that you all had imitated His Highness, but he was not polite and said, "Then I will do my duty."

"The whole army listens to the order, march five miles, set up cannons, and give him a shot first," Wang Fu shouted.

As the messenger quickly spread the order to the entire army, the army began to advance and entered another five miles.

Then, the one hundred Hongyi cannons carried by the two armies were pulled to the front of the army. As the one hundred accompanying artillerymen began to fill the gunpowder into the cannonballs, they were soon ready to fire.

Wang Fu has a very stable and cautious character. He is never arrogant or careless and is deeply trusted and relied upon by Zhu Min.

The effective range of the Hongyi cannon is five miles, and the furthest is ten miles. However, after five miles, the power and accuracy cannot be guaranteed.

As a result, he happened to be stuck at the extreme distance of five miles. He planned to open the way with artillery and bombard him first, and then attack the city in a large scale no matter what the result was.

This is the safest battle plan. He will not waste the lives of his soldiers for no reason.

Then Wang Fu shouted: "Fire the gun."

The loud noise of "boom, boom, boom" was heard endlessly, and a hundred red cannons were all unleashed together. It was like the legendary beast from the ancient times came back to the world, showing its ferocious claws and claws to the world.

Then look at the hundred rounds of artillery shells propelled by gunpowder, flying quickly towards the distant city, actually spanning a distance of five miles, and finally hitting the city wall or the city gate. , there were also shells that landed early because the muzzle was not adjusted properly, or the muzzle was too high and hit the city.

Just listen to the roar of "boom boom boom", or the huge explosions from explosive bombs, or the sound of solid iron bullets breaking the city walls and gates, mixed with countless screams, which were caused by exploding bombs horrific casualties.

A voice sounded in the city: "The enemy is attacking, the enemy is attacking. Open the city gate and surrender."

?

Don't you want to hold on to the city? But to surrender to Kaesong?

What is this operation?

(Happy New Year. I originally wanted to use the leave request note to take another day off. But after thinking about it, I decided to forget it and just write as much as I can. First update to be safe. If nothing happens, just keep writing. If something happens, there will be nothing you can do.)

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