Chongzhen Ming Dynasty: Starting from Meishan Chapter 454 Military Machine Room
More than a quarter of an hour later, Shi Shoujin came over with a disgraced face.
"Master?" Seeing Daishan lying dead on the ground, Wu Shojin couldn't believe it at first, and then he cried loudly. He was even more sad than Luo Luohun and other filial sons and grandsons.
"Okay, don't cry." Dorgon stepped forward and kicked him.
Wu Shoujin quickly stopped his sorrow and bowed to Dorgon again.
Dorgon asked in a deep voice: "How many casualties did your Red Banner Han army suffer just now? How many red cannons did you lose?"
Wu Shoujin's face fell, and he said with a sad face: "Returning to the regent, this wave of shelling just now came too suddenly, and our artillery positions were too dense, so the losses were huge..."
"Stop talking nonsense." Dorgon said coldly, "Just tell me the result."
"Hey." Wu Shojin promised again and again, "There are more than 800 casualties in total, of which more than 200 were killed. All 20 red cannons were damaged to varying degrees and need to be repaired before they can be used."
"Twelve of them were completely damaged and had to be melted down and recast."
"Damn it!" Dorgon's face fell instantly.
Another 20 red cannons were lost.
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At the same time, there was laughter in the bunker at Dagukou.
"I'm afraid the losses caused by this wave of slave-building will not be small." Feng Houdun said with a smile, "Daishan will probably be furious to death."
Chen Mingyu continued: "When I went to see Daishan yesterday, the old man's complexion was gray and flushed. He had a deficiency of Qi and blood and insufficient kidney essence. It was probably caused by having sex day and night not long after recovering from a serious illness.
This time I might be pissed to death."
"I forgot that Gongchen, your ancestor practiced medicine." Feng Houdun smiled and said, "No wonder I had to add those two sentences."
"Hey, I definitely don't dare to take credit for this." Chen Mingyu said hurriedly, "Both of these sentences were thought up by Jian Heng."
Yan Yingyuan also smiled and said: "I came up with this because the Holy One once mentioned that the slave banner leaders, Beile, liked to read the Three Kingdoms, and they must know the story of Zhuge Liang's three evils and Zhou Gongjin."
"Yan Gong, can I ask a question?" Zhou Peigong suddenly asked.
Yan Yingyuan smiled and asked: "Do you want to ask me why I determined the artillery positions of Jiannu?"
"Yes." Zhou Peigong stared at the sand table with a puzzled face and said, "I heard that Yan Gong asked Feng Gong to measure the parameters of all the artillery and mark them early. In other words, Yan Gong started from the very beginning.
We know where the Jiannu will choose the red cannon, but the range of the red cannon can reach more than 1,500 steps, so there is a lot of room for choice!"
"That's the case in theory, but it's only in theory." Yan Yingyuan waved his hand and continued, "But in actual use, the Hongyi Cannon is severely restricted by the terrain. First, the firing area must be clean, and there must be no gaps.
Any cover; secondly, the ground cannot be too soft and muddy, and must have a certain hardness."
"Combining these two conditions, the choice of establishing slaves is already very small."
"Except for the area we marked out for Jiannu, other areas were either blocked from firing, or the ground was too muddy to be used as Hongyi artillery positions."
"Muddy?" Zhou Peigong was a little confused, "There seems to be no muddy area in that area?"
Yan Yingyuan said with a smile: "It wasn't originally, but we took advantage of the darkness to pour a lot of seawater and trampled it with hundreds of mules and horses for half a night, and it turned into a large piece of mud."
"Didn't you notice that Jiannu was not collecting anything at night?"
"Of course they discovered it, but they didn't even know what we were doing."
Because of the information asymmetry between the two sides, even if the enemy knows about some inexplicable behaviors, they will not be at ease.
Zhou Peigong thought for a while and then said: "But it seems difficult to defeat Jiannu with just this level of attack. The crisis in Dagukou is still not resolved."
"Boy, what you said is really simple." Yan Yingyuan said angrily, "We don't dare to hope to defeat Jiannu. We just want to hold on for a few days as long as possible and wait for the navy to arrive."
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"In war, the most taboo thing is to aim too high."
"Insist on doing things that are beyond your capabilities."
When Zhou Peigong heard this, his face showed a thoughtful expression.
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Early the next morning, Dorgon couldn't wait to convene the Eight Banners to discuss politics again.
Dai Shan had just died, and his body was still cold, so Dorgon couldn't wait any longer.
However, this is also the consistent tradition of establishing slaves. When the bones of the old slave were still cold, Huang Taiji teamed up with Daishan, Mang Gurtai, Amin and other big beile to force the concubine Abahai to die for burial.
Later, Huang Taiji's body was still alive, and Dorgon and Hauge almost had internal strife over the throne.
For a savage and backward barbarian tribe, such things as propriety, justice and integrity do not exist. They only believe in fists, and whoever has the strongest fist is the king.
But Dorgon was not trying to seize the throne this time.
Dorgon wanted to reform the Eight Banners system this time.
In particular, the Eight Banners political system must be abolished.
Glancing at the princes and grandsons of Prince Li who were wearing linen and carrying filial piety, Dorgon said with a straight face: "Although Prince Li is dead, the rules set by the old Khan cannot be ignored. Prince Li has been defeated again and again, resulting in the loss of countless soldiers."
, even the Eight Banners Han Army's red cannons were damaged as many as twenty, how can they convince the people if they are not severely punished?"
"Prince Regent!" Luo Luohun said with a look of grief and indignation, "In order to seize the Dakukou this time, I first killed my fourth uncle, and last night I killed my Ma Fa. Even if we two red flags have no merit, we still have hard work."
Right? How can you bear a heavy punishment? Is it possible that you also want to revoke the flag of my Mafa and abolish the title of Prince Ta Li? "
"Luo Luohun, this is not a personal grudge. I actually admire my second brother very much."
Dorgon sighed softly and said: "However, rules are rules. Without rules, there would be nothing. If Prince Li breaks the rules this time, no one will follow the old Khan's instructions in the future."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Prince Regent, I beg you." All the sons and grandsons of Daishan knelt down to beg.
Seeing that the time had come, Dorgon winked at Gurma Hui.
Gurma Hui understood the idea and immediately went out and said: "Although the Regent and Prince Li suffered repeated defeats, it is an indisputable fact that he worked hard for our Qing Dynasty and worked hard. This time he died of illness directly on the battlefield.
It can be said that he shed his last drop of blood for our Qing Dynasty. It would be really chilling for Prince Li to remain unpunished for being so loyal. If Old Khan knew better, he would probably feel pity."
Dorgon snorted coldly and said, "Gurmahun, what do you want to say?"
Gurma Hui immediately said: "Prince Regent, what I want to say is that one generation does one thing. When the old Khan set the rules of the Eight Banners' political affairs, we, the Qing Dynasty, were just a tribe outside the customs."
"However, now we, the Qing Dynasty, have entered the pass and occupied the precious land of Gyeonggi."
"Soon we will be able to conquer the Central Plains and become the orthodox dynasty of China."
"So, the rules set by the old Khan are no longer applicable, and some improvements need to be made."
Hearing this, many of the county kings Beile and Beizi present cast angry looks at Gurmahun, because Gurmahun was deliberately confusing the public and forcibly tying the reform of the military reward and punishment system to the abolition of the Eight Banners political system.
Together, originally we could retain Daishan's honor as long as we reformed the military reward and punishment system, but now that Gurmahun has interfered like this, we have to abolish the Eight Banners political system in order to retain Daishan's title and honor.
So does anyone dare to object? No one dares to object.
The nobles of the Two Yellow Flags are basically still children and have no independent opinions.
Needless to say about the two white flags, now the two red flags don’t dare to speak.
Because after Daishan died, the position of the flag leader of the Zhenghong Banner became vacant. Who should be the flag leader had to be decided by the Eight Banners Council. There is no inheritance system and no system.
Therefore, Dorgon has now grasped the weakness of the two red flags.
Needless to say about the two blue flags, Gurmahun, the leader of the Zhenglan flag, is basically Dorgon’s lackey, and Ledu, the leader of the Triangular blue flag, is still a child and doesn’t understand anything.
"Reform the rules set by the old Khan?"
Dorgon stared at Mandahai and said, "Isn't it bad?"
Man Dahai understood what Dorgon meant. If he wanted to inherit the title of flag chief of Zhenghong Banner and the title of Prince Li, he must support Dorgon's reform of the Eight Banners system, and he must take the initiative to propose it.
But Man Dahai was unwilling. If there was no Eight Banners deliberation system, what would be the point of being the banner leader? If Prince Li had no power to participate in deliberation, he would be nothing more than an idle prince.
At that moment, Mandahai lowered his head, pretending not to see Dorgon's hint.
Dorgon once again turned his attention to Luck Dehun, who just turned eighteen this year.
But Luck Dehun is also very independent and unwilling to lower his head.
Dorgon is a little angry and doesn't know how to praise you. Do you really think I can't cure you?
At this moment, Balchuhun, the fourth son of Daishan's eldest son Yuetuo, suddenly stood up and said: "Gulmahun is right. The rules set by the old Khan should be changed. The first thing to be changed is
The Eight Banners Political System."
"Ba Chuhun, do you know what you are talking about?" Man Dahai, Luck Dehun was furious.
Even Bal Chuhun's two brothers, Luo Luohun and Kaer Chuhun, also glared at him.
But Balchuhun didn't care at all and said in a humming voice: "Prince Regent, we two red flags support the reform!"
Dorgon didn't want to give Manda Hai, Luck Dehun and other die-hards another chance to oppose the reform, so he said directly: "Well, since all banners support the reform, let's reform it."
"But after all, the Eight Banners Guwei made great contributions to the founding of the Qing Dynasty."
"So it is not possible to directly deprive all noble ministers of their political power."
"It is better to set up a military machine room from now on. All the princes, princes, princes, Beile and Beizi of each banner will join the military machine room and assume the position of military minister. However, military and state affairs will still be discussed together as before."
Dorgon still knows how to compromise and knows not to take too big a step at once.
Therefore, it is impossible to directly deprive the Eight Banners nobles of their political power.
Setting up a military machine room for transition is the most perfect solution.
