My Ming Dynasty, I have the final say

Chapter 208 Liaodong is doing it again

When news spread that the Huben Guards were patrolling and suppressing bandits in Shuntian Mansion, the whole of Shuntian exploded.

And Dong Yingju, who had not returned from Beijing for inspection yesterday, also received the news that Zhou Yingqiu had sent quickly.

After signing the receipt, he gave a reward of more than ten copper coins and sent the servant away.

"Your Majesty is wise."

Looking at the direction in which he left, Dong Yingju felt a little emotional.

When the New Deal was not going well in the countryside, the army was sent to the countryside.

This is to forcefully open a path for the New Deal.

"Continue on the road and go to the next township."

After getting on his horse, Dong Yingju said to the people around him.

"Yes!"

After hearing Dong Yingju's words, everyone responded one after another.

"This new army is really mighty."

Someone said with emotion while standing on the roadside, looking at the neat team of Tiger Guards passing by on the official road.

"Yes, the emperor really wants everyone to pay taxes this time."

Standing beside him, Li Dahu said with some emotion.

Don't dare to move, really don't dare to move.

With this Tiger Guard hanging around on your property, do you still dare to disobey your superiors and use the same methods as before?

Since ancient times, what has been the gentry's method of dealing with the court?

It is artificially creating civil unrest and organizing small people to fight against taxes.

This is a method that has been proven for thousands of years - to create civil disorder.

When the court increases taxes, these people will sink the taxes. The taxes that should be paid by themselves will be distributed to the heads of the common people, forcing the court not to increase taxes and even collect taxes.

To do this, you need to master the tools of public opinion.

But now, the emperor has implemented the merger of officials and officials, which has increased the number of officials.

Not to mention the city, but in the countryside, the old methods of these gentry suddenly lost their effect.

In previous years, the gentry was responsible for collecting taxes for the imperial court, and they had the final say on how much to collect.

It can be said that you eat at the last house and eat at the next house.

But now, the officials from the imperial court went to the countryside to collect them in person, so they no longer had this worry.

You can harvest as much as you need from each acre of land, and no one can escape.

As for the collusion between gentry and officials.

The imperial court also introduced a method of providing rewards for reporting tax evasion. When officials help the gentry to evade taxes, both parties must consider this cost issue.

The gentry wanted to bribe officials.

When officials agree to help the other party evade taxes, they also have to consider where to make up for the shortfall.

At the same time, officials must be able to withstand the temptation of 30% to 50% of the wealth of tax evasion families.

Therefore, I have to say that the warning order can be said to play with human nature thoroughly.

In this way, following the emperor's order, Cao Wenzhao led his army on a rampage throughout Shuntian Prefecture.

Along the way, Cao Wenzhao and Xu Yunzhen attached great importance to military discipline.

Don’t seek merit, but seek no faults.

Neither of them are fools.

The capital camp of the Ming Dynasty is a waste, but Shuntian Prefecture is the capital city.

How could there be bandits nesting in the territory?

This time, apart from anything else, the emperor wanted to see the quality of the new army.

Neither of them dared to neglect this.

Compared with the general Cao Wenzhao, the noble Xu Yunzhen's mind was more flexible.

Who is Xu Yunzhen?

The emperor's wife's uncle, the next generation of Ming Dynasty Duke Dingguo.

The emperor is now trying to let the nobles take charge of the army again, although this life is a bit harder.

But no idiot would complain if he could truly hold military power again.

For this reason, Xu Yunzhen worked very hard.

Even if he spent the whole day with some soldiers whose legs were still muddy, Xu Yunzhen could persevere.

And just when the capital began to become tidy because the Huben Guards were out of the capital for inspection.

Liaodong started working again.

The two sides fighting this time were the Ming Dynasty Wu Jingying and Jiannu Zhenglan Banner.

The generals on both sides are Jiang Bi VS and the leader of Zhenglan Banner, Amin.

Jiang Bi, a native of Yulin Wei, was the grandson of Jiang Yingxiong.

Amin, the second son of Shuerhaqi, the second leader of Jiannu.

For urgent documents, it takes five days to reach Liaodong from the capital.

After receiving the emperor's bold reply, Xiong Tingbi, who had already been prepared, immediately raised his troops and went north to recover the lost territory.

The Ming army and the Jiannu army looked across the river.

At the bend of the river, the Ming army used artillery to bombard the west gate across the more than 60 meters wide river.

"boom!"

With the roar of the artillery, iron balls bombarded the walls of Fanhe Suotu City.

The water gate was originally built for the convenience of shipping, but now it has become the cover gate of Tucheng.

After five rounds of volleys, the walls of the already dilapidated Panhesuo Tucheng collapsed.

"General, do you want us to attack the city now?"

Looking at the collapsed wall, someone next to Jiang Bi asked.

"Don't worry, let's blast it for a while."

What's the rush? Xiong Jinglue has already said it, build a stronghold and fight a stupid war.

Today's Liaodong has nothing but gunpowder. Half of the inventory of Wang Gong Factory in the capital has been shipped to them.

Not to mention destroying a river bank, it was more than enough to destroy two fortified cities in Liaoning and Shenyang.

Moreover, who doesn’t cherish his son?

Since he had enough gunpowder, he didn't want to increase casualties.

Even though the city wall has collapsed, the artillery fire continues.

This put a lot of pressure on the defenders in the city.

Xiong Tingbi defeated Jiannu three times, which can be said to have greatly boosted the morale of the Liaodong army.

But for Jiannu, it was really like the sky was falling.

However, Nurhaci no longer cares about the thoughts of lowly people.

He wanted to clench his open hand into a fist again as quickly as possible.

So, after discussion, it was concluded that Tieling and Kaiyuan cities would definitely not be able to be defended if the Ming army came to attack them, and they would be lost sooner or later.

But before the five Neikalkha tribes decide whether to take over the city, they still have to try to defend it.

Back when Jiannu captured many passes in Tieling and Kaiyuan, they had to rely on human lives to conquer them.

Now if the Ming army leaves as soon as it arrives, it will really hurt morale.

Therefore, the chore of symbolically intercepting the Ming army was left to the already unpopular Lianglanqi.

The leader of the Zhenglan Banner is Amin, and the person leading it is Nurhachi's younger brother, Shuerhaqi's men.

For the Xianglan Banner, Mang Gurtai brought his old men with him, and most of the troops commanded below were recruited from the Ye He tribe.

Of course, we barbarians are very good at abandoning a weak leader.

But after all, Amin is Shuerhaqi's son and a political enemy.

Ye He, on the other hand, was a loser in the Ming Dynasty and belonged to the lower class.

Therefore, these two blue flags often do the dirty work.

"Sir, what should we do? The Ming army will not cross the river."

A flag soldier named Wu Lei was covered in dust and asked his superiors for help with a sullen face.

The artillery of the Ming army was simply not something that a fishing and hunting people like them, who had just lit up the technology tree, could fight against.

Every time there was a cannon shot outside the city, there was a heavy sound of cannonballs hitting the city wall.

It all made the soldiers on the city wall feel fearful and terrified!

"Whether he attacks the city or not, seal the gap first!"

Beside the collapsed city wall, the dark artillery of the Ming army across the river could be clearly seen.

"You two, drag this person back."

"The remaining people, move things quickly, quickly, quickly, and seal the gap."

He ordered the two wrappers to drag the wounded man back, Hua Shan roared crazily. People collected sandbags, rolling logs and other objects in an attempt to block the collapsed city wall.

And some of the coats, before they woke up from the shock of the shelling, were whipped by armored men to move the gravel.

However, before the armored man could show off his brutality, another burst of artillery fire rang out.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

"Hide quickly, quickly! The Ming army is firing off artillery again!"

"Don't hide, don't hide, fill it for me quickly!"

"Asshole! Get up!"

Looking at Bao Yi who was running around, Hua Shan didn't care about killing Bao Yi like this because he might cause trouble, so he drew out his knife and tried to kill him.

"Master, please take cover quickly. The Ming army's artillery is too powerful."

Seeing Hua Shan's madness, one of his friends quickly wanted to pull him away.

"Why are you hiding? If you don't block it now, will you block it when the Ming army comes? Are you waiting to collect our bodies?"

Hearing this, Hua Shan almost lost his mind.

He, who was guarding Panhe Station, was an abandoned son.

If he defends the city for more than three days, his position will be hereditary to his descendants.

For every day beyond that, his family can get five more coats.

But if he cannot keep it for three days, his whole family will be demoted as slaves.

For the sake of his family, Hua Shan didn't care about the life and death of these men.

Thinking of his family, Hua Shan kicked his cousin away, pulled out the long knife from his waist, and planned to kill the wrapped townie who was hiding from the gun.

Several Han Baoyi who were close to Huashan saw the bright long knife in his hand. They were afraid that the knife would hit them, so they quickly picked up the stones and moved them to the collapse of the city wall with difficulty.

Hua Shan's expression softened when he saw these bastards moving again.

"You are here to keep an eye on me. If these little slaves don't close their mouths, I will cut them all off. I'll go to the city wall to see what's going on outside."

With that said, Hua Shan walked towards the stairs.

However, he had just taken a few steps when he heard several more artillery fires outside the city.

"Master, be careful!"

Before Hua Shan could react, he heard a cry of surprise.

Looking up, he saw a black projectile hitting the edge of the collapsed city wall and falling with a pile of bricks.

There was a loud noise, and Hua Shan was buried under the bricks.

He didn't look at the coatings that were scratched by the projectiles that flew in through the gaps.

Anyway, these things will die if they die, and no one will feel sorry for them.

"Niu Lu's forehead is really pinned down. Please help him quickly."

A group of armored men rushed toward the pile of rubble where Huashan was buried like crazy, and used their hands and feet to dig it out.

However, it is a pity that even if Hua Shan is dug out, he will never die again.

His head was smashed directly by bricks and stones, like a tofu brain that fell to the ground.

The Ming army gunners outside the city had no idea what was happening inside the city.

But they know one thing: take advantage of your illness to kill you.

The Ming army was equipped with more than just Franco cannons with muskets.

There are also tiger squatting guns of various sizes and calibers.

In front of a tiger squatting cannon with a muzzle as thick as a human head, the gunner poured the pre-measured gunpowder into the muzzle, then picked up a bag of shotgun composed of iron sheets and gravel and stuffed it into the muzzle.

After compaction, he waved his hand to the gunner behind him who was already preparing to fire.

There was another roar, and under the high-speed impact, gravel and iron pieces rushed in from the gap that had already been opened.

Listening to the screams coming from the river, Jiang Bi nodded with satisfaction.

These artillerymen transferred from the Zhejiang Army are very good at playing.

First use the big cannon to make holes, then use the small cannon to kill people.

"It would be great if our Yulin Guard troops were also equipped with so many artillery pieces."

Looking with covetous eyes at the artillery pieces assigned to him for this battle after Xiong Tingbi searched everywhere, Jiang Bi felt a little fanciful.

The Ming Dynasty has not cast new artillery on a large scale for many years, and the ones they have in hand have been used for many years.

At the gap in the city wall, six squatting tiger cannons fired in unison, and a burst of fragments swept past, and more than twenty people fell straight to the ground.

Fortunately, he was shot directly in the head and died without any pain.

And those unfortunate people really suffer.

Each and every one of them could only lie on the ground rolling and howling with wounds that were bruised and burned by the debris and bleeding, and kept asking for help, hoping that others would come to save their lives.

Even the armored man who was supervising the battle from behind didn't fare well.

Firearms also have a nickname, called can openers.

For enemies wearing heavy armor, the lethality is much higher than that of bows and arrows.

Even though there were human shields in front of them to block the wave, three or four unlucky armored men were still directly injured and rolled on the ground.

"Help! Help!"

"Help my brother! Help me my brother!"

Listening to the ups and downs of screams around him, Wu Lei felt a little stunned.

At the same time, outside the city, the Ming army was in the camp.

Looking at the city wall where no one had been seen due to shelling, Jiang Bi raised his hand.

"Jiang Wen, Jiang Wu."

"The end will be here."

After hearing Jiang Bi's words, his two godsons immediately came out.

"The two of you take the rear camp and go west with the artillery that has been prepared long ago to build a pontoon bridge in preparation for the army to cross the river."

"Yes!"

When the two generals heard the news, they immediately raised their hands and went to light up the troops.

"Tell Mao Guoqi to keep blasting and don't stop."

"Yes!"

The news that the Ming army had built a pontoon bridge was soon discovered by the slaves at other city gates.

But at this moment, Jiannu could not do anything.

With the west gate being shelled, it was impossible to organize manpower to intercept.

Although everyone understands the principle of attacking halfway across the river.

But that also depends on who the opponent is.

The Ming Army's Jingwu Camp, equipped with more than two hundred artillery pieces, was obviously not an target that could be attacked halfway.

With more people going, Fancheng would be empty, and the Ming army would probably take sailboats and attack Fanhesuo directly from the west gate.

Fewer people go. . . Isn't that giving the opponent a head?

We are not fools. The city walls have been bombarded like this. If we leave the city and are separated by a river more than 20 paces wide, we and others should not be used as live targets for the Ming army on the opposite side to practice their accuracy. What?

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The familiar sound of cannon fire sounded again.

Wu Lei, who had just recovered from Hua Shan's death, quickly lay down on the ground.

Although this subconscious behavior cannot be said to be a standard action to avoid gunfire, it can at least save the dog's life.

There was a loud sound, and the cannonball hit the crenellations of the city wall hard, causing bricks to fly everywhere.

Being hit by the gravel, Wu Lei quickly crawled away.

I didn't dare to get up. I would rather be seen in this embarrassing state than get up.

"Hahaha, boom! Keep banging! Bang to death!"

Outside the city, Mao Guoqi, who was leading the artillery battalion, laughed when he saw another crenellation being blown down.

In the past, the supply of gunpowder was limited. When did we let the cannon go so readily?

Now that Xiong Tingbi is in charge, the instructions given to the armies are that as long as the strategic objectives can be achieved, there will be enough gunpowder.

There is not enough gunpowder in Liaodong, so I wrote to the emperor in the capital to ask for it.

After Mao Guoqi blasted for another full hour.

Jiang Wen sent someone to teach Jiang Bitong.

"General, the pontoon bridge has been built!"

Standing on the edge of the river, look at the pontoon bridge that has been built in the distance, then look at the broken river shelter that has been bombed, and the slaves in the city who dare not show up.

Jiang Bi waved his right hand and said to the soldiers behind him who had already prepared their troops.

"Cross the river!"

(End of this chapter)