Saving the Ming Dynasty: I can exchange bodies with Chongzhen

Chapter 91 There is only death!

The impact of the public execution was still continuing, but the Beijing Camp, the Yongwei Camp, and the White Spear Soldiers had already returned to the outskirts of Beijing.

Outside Yongding Gate, there were loud gongs and drums, red flags waving, and huge crowds of people.

Originally, the emperor's ceremonial procession should have only been at Zhengyang Gate, but now it appeared outside Yongding Gate, and Zhu Changgan went to greet them in person.

Behind him are the dignitaries of the court.

People from the East Factory, the Embroidered Uniform Guard, and the Five Cities Military Department were responsible for maintaining security, but there were too many ordinary people who came to watch the fun to count.

Now that it is May, the weather is getting hotter, but it cannot stop the enthusiasm of the people.

Everyone was looking out the door, looking around...

A color different from the sky and earth appeared on the horizon.
The sun and moon flag, symbolizing the emperor, immediately attracted everyone's attention.

As the color got closer, it became clearer and clearer, like a murderous torrent pressing towards the capital.

The leaders were Cao Huachun, Li Banghua and Qin Liangyu, followed closely by Huang Degong, Sun Yingyuan, Ma Xianglin, Zhang Shize and others. They all straightened their chests and walked towards Yongding Gate.

Before reaching Yongding Gate, he had already jumped up from his horse and walked towards the emperor.

"His Majesty!"

"His Majesty!"

"..."

Zhu Changgan helped Cao Huachun up, "Hurry, get up."

"What are the casualties?"

Cao Huachun said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, 986 people were killed, 1200 were seriously injured, and 4600 were slightly injured. Among the dead, 433 were cavalry, 521 were infantry, and 32 were musketeers..."

When Zhu Changgan heard about the casualties, he felt heavy in his heart.

Listening to Cao Huachun's report, he could tell that the casualties mainly occurred in the second battle with the Mongolian soldiers.

In the first large-scale field battle between the Yongwei Battalion, the Beijing Battalion, the White Spear Soldiers and the Qing Army, the enemy, unaware of our firepower, used artillery to great effect, and only suffered more than 300 casualties.

It can be imagined that if the Qing army engages in another field battle after being prepared, there will inevitably be greater casualties.

a long time,

Zhu Changgan said, "I have told you all before that the pension standard should be raised. Each family will receive 150 taels of silver for pension. Families with land will not be taxed for three generations, and those without land will receive an additional 10 shi of grain per year. The disabled will receive 80 taels of silver for pension. Families with land will not be taxed for two generations, and those without land will receive an additional 5 shi of grain per year."

"If a family has an underage son, the court will provide money and food to raise him until he is 16 years old."

As soon as these words were spoken, all the soldiers in the three camps were shocked and their eyes turned red.

"I will die for your majesty!"

"I am willing to die for your majesty!"

"Your Majesty has mercy!"

"Long live……"

The pension benefits were truly generous, several times more than before, so how could they not be excited?

Tens of thousands of people cheered Long live the emperor.

Every sentence was like a heavy hammer falling, and the sound came like the howling of a strong wind, shocking everyone present.

The voice was hoarse and rough, but it made Zhu Changgan's heart tremble.

Zhu Changgan looked at the soldiers, each with a red face and moist eyes, and his eye sockets were also a little red.

I thought to myself, "Is this pension too generous? Perhaps it's because the heroes of the Ming Dynasty have been neglected for a long time, so these lovely people are so excited?"

He murmured, "The Ming Dynasty owes you too much!"

This level of pension was indeed an astronomical figure for the previous Chongzhen.

After all, the death of ten thousand people would cost two million taels of silver. For Chongzhen, who couldn't even borrow ten thousand taels from his father-in-law, it was even more difficult than killing him.

But for Zhu Changgan, the Jinyiwei had just seized 27 million taels of silver from Shanxi, plus the previous 30 million taels of silver, so he had 60 million taels in his hands.

He only hoped for fewer casualties, and was not afraid of not being able to fulfill his promise.

But the next moment,
There was sudden chaos in the three camps: Yongwei Camp, Jing Camp and Baiganbing.

"What are you doing?"

It turned out that a wounded soldier in the Beijing camp suddenly took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention and tried to commit suicide.

"Oh, I might as well die." The wounded soldier took the knife and slashed his neck. Fortunately, a captain nearby saw it and stopped him quickly.

Not only him, but another wounded soldier with a broken arm in the Beijing camp hit his chest with his intact arm and wailed, "It was so close. I would have died on the battlefield. How come I didn't die!" "It was 70 taels short. If I had died, not only would I have gotten the 70 taels for free, but I would also be exempted from taxes for another generation." A guy in the White Spear Army whose hamstring was cut also hit his comrade's knife with his head.

"I should have died together with the Qing army..."

Li Banghua saw this scene and hurriedly shouted: "Those of you who committed suicide will not be counted. Those who committed suicide will be counted as deceiving the emperor. Not only will you not be compensated a penny, but you will also be punished."

These words immediately made the scene quiet.

No one attempted suicide anymore, and the wounded soldiers all stayed where they were.

The scene suddenly became a little weird after being disturbed by this farce, and the commander was also a little embarrassed. "Your Majesty, please forgive me!"

Zhu Changgan was a little stunned, "Did they really give too much?"

Wang Chengen reminded the people from the Ministry of Rites, "It's getting late, let's go into the city."

The head of the Ministry of Rites suddenly came to his senses and shouted, "Line up and enter the city!"

The three major camps will be stationed outside the city temporarily, while the main general, lieutenant general, captain general and other generals will enter the city. It is impossible for tens of thousands of troops to enter the city, not to mention that so many soldiers and horses also need someone to manage them outside.

After the main generals entered the city, everyone in the barracks of the three camps was discussing the issue of His Majesty's pension today and the reward for killing the enemy.

Everyone was very happy, "I killed two Tartars, got promoted two levels, and got another forty taels."

"I killed three and leveled up two and a half times, which gave me sixty taels."

“I killed four of them…”

Going into battle and killing the enemy is all about getting promoted, getting rich, and enjoying wealth. Even if they die or become disabled in battle, they will receive generous pensions. What else do they have to fear?
It’s just death!

……

Military Aircraft Department,
Zhu Changgan led his generals in and wanted to hear their opinions and summary of the battle.

This time, the three major camps were sent back to Beijing for tactical rest and replenishment of supplies.

In just two battles, all the artillery shells they carried were used up, which was one of the reasons why the Third Battalion temporarily retreated.

Another important reason is that the seized items must be returned.

Zhu Changgan took a look at their captured statistics.

Thirteen thousand six hundred war horses, ninety thousand ounces of silver, thirty thousand pieces of armor...

The Eight Banners cavalry were equipped with two horses and three layers of armor, and the Eight Banners Mongolian soldiers could basically use two horses and two layers of armor, so it was normal to seize these.

"Please sit down. I will not arrange the next battle yet. I will ask you about your request first."

"Require……"

Everyone fell silent immediately.

Others may not know, but Cao Huachun, Li Banghua, Qin Liangyu and others knew that it was Your Majesty who was truly planning and deciding the victory from thousands of miles away.

Not to mention the pension silver system that Your Majesty has just promulgated, which has further elevated the emperor's status in their hearts.

The emperor has done everything he can and cannot do, and has given everything he can and cannot give... He has already given enough. How could they, as his subjects, dare to make any demands?
Zhu Changgan looked at everyone and smiled faintly, "Don't be so reserved. I have no intention of giving you red seals and iron certificates. I just want to ask you what you need for the next battle."

Huang Degong swallowed his saliva and said, "Your Majesty, out of the 14,000 captured horses, can you give 5,000 to our Yongwei Battalion? This way we can gather 10,000 cavalrymen."

"We in the Beijing camp also want 5,000..."

Zhu Changgan looked at the white-pole soldiers, "What about you?"

For the first two, each battalion needs 5,000 men, but there are only 3,600 cavalry left.

Ma Xianglin's eyes sparkled with excitement. "Your Majesty, the remaining 3,600 are not too few for us. Can you give us some artillery and muskets?"

"Haha, so you're waiting here. Okay, I'll give you a hundred cannons, but you have to wait until after this battle. The Arms Department is working overtime to make shells and projectiles..."

Before Zhu Changgan finished speaking, he saw a man behind the group of generals, whose eyes were also as excited as torches.

Song Yingxing.

This time, he also took several people from the Armory to participate in the Tongzhou victory. Before setting off, he was appointed as the captain of the artillery battalion, and ran around on the battlefield.

His excitement came from the many problems he discovered with the artillery.

Only by discovering problems can they be solved. Many problems that only occur during mass production cannot be seen by them at all before.

Not only that, they also discovered other problems with the artillery and ideas for improvements.

"Song Sizheng, what do you want?"

"I...I want to go back to the Armoured Forces Department." What he wanted to do most now was to quickly return to the Armoured Forces Department to verify his idea.

(End of this chapter)