"This," Maher and Enis looked at each other without saying a word. Not only do they not have as many soldiers as the Ming army, they are also not as elite as the Ming army. They can't think of any way to crack the Ming army's method of "fighting the local tyrants". They are completely
There was no way to drive the Ming army out of Bengal, so they could only keep silent.
Shah glanced at them, slightly disappointed, and turned to look at Mansour. Mansour had been silent just now. Shah felt that he should have something to do, or at least hoped that he would.
Under the gaze of the Shah, Mansour slowly raised his head and said: "Sultan, there is no other option at this time, only the last resort." He then whispered a few words in the Shah's ear.
"This." Shah hesitated for a while, and finally said: "That's it, since I can't hold Bengal anymore, why not give it back!" But then he said worriedly: "Even if they are, they will definitely be able to defeat the Ming army.
Drive the Ming army out of Bengal?"
"They will definitely be able to." Mansour said firmly: "They will definitely be able to repel the Ming army, and they will never make peace with the Ming army."
"Your Highness, General Lan sent an order to your Highness to lead the troops to Rajabari immediately." Wen Zheng was having dinner with Zhu Daizhen, when suddenly a guard ran in and bowed.
"Raja Bari?" Wen first thought about where this place was and remembered that Raja Bari is located on the north bank of the Ganges, not far from Dhaka. "Is General Lan going to officially attack Dhaka?"
"Your Highness is right." The guard smiled and said: "The military order sent by General Lan just said that the land south of Tangail, east of Pabna, and west of Agartala has been occupied by heavenly soldiers, or is willing to
Submit, it's time to attack Dhaka and destroy Bangladesh." Less than two months have passed since the battle of Majedi City, but they have made good progress and have captured many cities, and have also made high gates in many places
The big households expressed their surrender, and the entire richest place in Bengal was under the control of the Ming army, except for a small area with Dhaka city as the core. So Lan Zhen decided to formally attack Dhaka city.
After saying this, the guard glanced at Zhu Daizhen, thinking that it would be okay for him to hear what happened next, and said with a smile: "General Lan also said that your Highness can first think about the name of his country, and the province's capture date.
I don’t know how to report to His Majesty after I got there.”
Zhu Daizhen's expression changed slightly. Apparently he did not know that Wen would become the monarch here and rule Bengal. However, his expression returned to normal immediately. Although he had not revealed it before, the Ming Dynasty had granted many vassal kings to other countries in recent years. In Bengal,
It is normal to add one person to the list.
"Okay. You tell the soldiers who came to deliver the message that they will leave within three days and lead the troops to Rajabari." Wen did not notice the change in Zhu Daizhen's expression and agreed happily. After the city of Dhaka was captured, he could
He established his own vassal state in Bangladesh. Although in order to be legitimate, he had to invite high-ranking families from all over the country to Dhaka and let them elect him as king. However, this was just a procedure. His position as king was not the same as before.
The king surrendered and came here, but he was defeated. This was just for show. After he entered the city of Dhaka, he could become the king of a vassal. How could this make him unhappy?
Wen thought happily for a while, his eyes moving unconsciously. After a while, he came back to his senses and looked at Zhu Daizhen. Seeing that his expression had returned to normal, he smiled and said: "Zhu Qing, I thought, Tang Gai
You are also a very important place, so you will be stationed in this city. Don't worry, I love you, I will keep all your achievements in this battle in my heart. When I officially rule this place, I will definitely reward you."
"I previously garrisoned the city of Majedi, but the city almost fell. After that, I captured Tangail and other cities without making much contribution. How can I be rewarded by His Highness?" Zhu Daizhen said immediately.
"Aiqing, you don't have to be like this." Wen said with a smile: "The city of Majedi was not captured, and Aiqing was not the city's defender at the time, so it's not a credit." In his opinion, Zhu Daizhen's reaction was too old-fashioned.
But it is precisely because he is so old-fashioned that Wen and Zhang Fu value him so much.
Zhu Daizhen wanted to say something else, but Wen was the first to say: "Gu led three thousand households to go to Rajabari, and Aiqing led the remaining two thousand households and recruited more than a thousand local soldiers to garrison Tangail City. Aiqing thought
how?"
"Your Highness's arrangements are very appropriate." Zhu Daizhen replied. Although there are still some places in the north of Tangail that have not been occupied by the Ming Dynasty, the troops stationed in these places have long been mobilized by the Shah, and it is impossible to have enough men and horses to attack.
Tangail City. Besides, within half a month at most, the right-wing army led by His Royal Highness King Min should arrive, so Tangail will never be in danger of falling.
Wen chatted with him again while eating, discussed for a while, and finally said: "In case the area north of Tangail City can send enough troops to attack the city, Aiqing does not need to hold on, but should immediately send someone to inform Gu or Lan
General."
"Yes, Your Highness, I understand." Zhu Daizhen nodded and said.
Wen packed his bags in the afternoon of that day, took three thousand households and set out by boat early the next morning, and arrived in Rajabari three days later. At this time, most of the troops had not yet arrived, so Lan Zhen sent someone to bring a group of people he had brought with him.
More than a thousand people settled down and went to the Chinese army tent with him. After entering the tent, Wen glanced around and saw a person who was stunned for a moment and then said: "Uncle Pu Wang, are you here too?"
"Of course I want to come. Why wouldn't I come to such a big battle?" Zhu Xian said with a smile: "I have heard about the previous battle in Majedi City. I didn't expect that such a big battle would break out just after the battle with the Bengalis started.
, I actually regret it quite a bit and feel that I should have come earlier so that I could catch up with the big battle."
"Xian, it's not too late." Zhu Gaoxu, who was sitting next to him, answered.
"Yes, although I missed the first battle, I will not miss the battle of Dhaka again. The Shah will definitely not be willing to surrender and will resist to the end. There are hundreds of thousands of people in the city, among which Tianfang believers account for
With 70% to 80% victory, this battle must be very brutal. If we can’t drive the locals to serve as cannon fodder, we may not be able to capture this city. But since there are locals to drive us, this battle will be won! General Lan, Wen, and I next to you
No, I want 100,000 heads. I want to take them back and place them outside Puluozhong City as my military exploits to scare the locals. If the Bangladeshi soldiers are not enough, I will capture some Tianfang believers in the city and kill them.
Collect 100,000 heads. We must suppress the Tianfang cultists anyway, they will die sooner or later, and it doesn’t matter if they die early." Zhu Xiandao.
Hearing this, Cao Xing, who was sitting aside, looked at him a few times and thought in his mind: "Except for dealing with prisoners after the Lu Xie Rebellion, His Highness Pu Wang has never been cruel in the past, but now he is showing such cruelty."
It seems that he has been a vassal king for a long time and can no longer hide his true nature. His Highness King Qi was very tyrannical back then, and he repented after experiencing great changes. I don't know if His Highness King Pu will repent.'
"Xian, you can't kill people at will." Zhu Gaoxu said: "Even if we suppress the Tianfang believers, we can't kill them all casually. However, I heard that most of the envoys sent were tortured to death by the Shah, and related to this matter
Of course people must be put to death. You can search for the local people involved in torturing the Ming envoys and arrest them all."
"There aren't many people here," Zhu Xian said.
Zhu Gaoxu just smiled and said nothing. Zhu Xian thought for a while and suddenly realized: "With these people, we can implicate other people, so there will be a lot of people. And we can concoct major cases in accordance with the law." He then turned to discuss with Wen what to do.
Concocting a big case.
At this time, Lan Zhen coughed softly and said: "We will discuss other matters after we capture Dhaka City. Today we will discuss how to capture Dhaka City."
"I plan to adopt the strategy of encircling three and missing one. I will send troops to surround the east, south and west sides of Dhaka City, leaving the north side and focusing on the south side. There is a river passing through south of Dhaka City. It is very convenient to transport troops, food and ordnance.
In particular, this battle requires the use of artillery, which weighs several thousand kilograms and can bombard four or five miles. It will be very inconvenient if there is no waterway to transport it."
"As for the north, Tungi City, north of Indaka City, is still in the hands of the Bengalis. In order to prevent the Shah from abandoning Dhaka City in despair before the army besieged Bengal, he broke through the siege north and led his troops to disrupt the place.
As a result, there will be no peace even if Duke Lu rules Bengal in the future, so he deliberately left part of the city undefended."
"General Lan, wouldn't it be better to ask the Shah to abandon the city of Dhaka?" Someone asked at this time: "Without the city, the Shah will be like a rogue. Wouldn't it be much easier to destroy him?"
Lan Zhen looked at the person who asked the question and saw Zhu Fuzhuo, the younger eldest son of King Zhu of the Song Dynasty. She replied: "The Shah cannot be compared with the bandits. The Shah was under the rule of the Delhi Sultanate more than 20 years ago.
He served as the Governor of Bengal. After the Delhi Sultanate was defeated by Timur, he took the opportunity to establish himself as king and established Bangladesh. It has been fifteen years now. It can be said that the tree has a big tree with deep roots. On the contrary, the Ming Dynasty has just arrived. Although it has pacified various places, officials and high-ranking officials in various places have
Even the richest families would not be very loyal to the Ming Dynasty. When the Shah led his troops everywhere, they would have to be on both ends of the spectrum to surrender to the Ming Dynasty and at the same time be in harmony with the Shah. It may not be easy to destroy him."
"On the contrary, if he keeps holding on to the city, he can be annihilated as long as he breaks through the city. It will be easier to annihilate him."
Zhu Fuzhuo nodded thoughtfully and said, "Thank you, General Lan, for your teachings."
Lan Zhen accepted his thanks calmly and continued: "However, although we left the north without fighting, we must not let the Shah really escape. It happened that the cavalry had no place to use in the siege battle, so all the cavalry was ambushed in the north.
Once it is discovered that the Shah wants to break out, annihilate him."
"Vice General Cao, if you command more cavalry in the Central Plains, I will put all the cavalry under your command. We must not let the Shah break through." Lan Zhen ordered Cao Xing.
"Yes, General." Cao Xing agreed.
"Vice General Yang, His Royal Highness King Su, each of you will lead your own troops. Your Highness King Su will also lead troops from Pu Fan, Song Fan, Luo Fan, and Yue Fan to be stationed on the east and west sides of the city respectively." Lan Zhen ordered again. Yang Feng's
He has enough qualifications to be a deputy general, but in Lan Zhen's opinion, his military exploits are still few, and his ability is not great, so he is not allowed to serve as the main attacker; as for Zhu Gaoxu, his ability is enough, and his status is not bad at all, but
He didn't bring many troops, and the military systems of several vassal states were different from those in the Central Plains, and their combat capabilities were also uneven, so he just gave them all to station outside the West City.
"Yes, general." Yang Feng and Zhu Gaoxu agreed. Zhu Xian seemed unwilling to do so, but because of Lan Zhen's prestige, he did not dare to raise objections in person.
"All the remaining troops are in the south city to attack Dhaka City. Mr. Lu, the battle in the south will be commanded by His Highness, with Vice General Zhang and Xu Xiang assisting." Lan Zhen said again. Wen knew that he was asking him to lead the troops to attack Dhaka.
Ka Cheng gained prestige and hurriedly agreed: "Yes, General."
Lan Zhen gave a few more instructions and said: "I won't say much else, but remember that this battle is very important and you must not slack off."
Everyone agreed, and seeing that Lan Zhen had nothing to say, they left.
In the next few days, everyone waited for the guards who had not arrived yet, and when the soldiers and horses arrived, they headed to Dhaka City to launch the final battle against Bangladesh.
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"It's time to attack Dhaka today." At this time, a soldier on duty on the wall of Babna suddenly said to another person.
"Why, you still want to fight Dhaka City? There will definitely be a lot of casualties in such a war. We may not be able to survive. Even if we want to make a fortune, it still depends on whether we can survive. Anyway, I think we can just defend this small city like this.
Very good." The other person said.
"Didn't we survive in Magedi City before?" the tall soldier who spoke first said again.
"Do you want to take that kind of risk again? Almost half of us are dead. Lao Xie, Xiao Dong and others are all dead." The soldier who spoke last was not tall. He felt uncomfortable thinking of his comrades who died in the battle and put his spear on the ground.
After staying on the ground for a while, he continued: "Even if there were not as many deaths in the battle of Dhaka City as in Majedi City, I am not willing to take another risk."
"But we didn't get much reward." The tall man said: "We took such a big risk to fight, but we didn't get much reward. I always feel uncomfortable. Although we fought this or something, we robbed Babna City when we fought.
There are some things, but they are only worth a few tens of guan. I heard that when we attacked Annan before, many soldiers brought back things worth hundreds of guan. Our few things are too few."
"Anyway, I don't want to take risks anymore. Just use less stuff. And we can't decide whether we can go to Dhaka City. It's just random talk. Even if you want to take risks, you can't.
." said the short man.
"This is the same." The tall man sighed, and was about to say something else when he suddenly heard a noise coming from outside the dark city. He couldn't help shouting: "What is the sound?"