Looking at the scorching sun above his head, Jia Liu told Deb to fight quickly.
He didn't want to be the first Batulu in the Qing Dynasty to faint from heat stroke in front of the battle.
Although, it sounds very strong.
But, it's too embarrassing.
This worry is not unreasonable.
Jia Liu was so hot that he felt like he was covered in maggots.
Not only was it covered with layers of armor, but it was also wrapped in two layers of silk, making it look like a mummy.
Why do I "tap" when I walk? It's because my joints are so stiff.
The main reason for suffering such a heavy punishment was to be on the safe side.
Although the Ever Victorious Army did not have many muskets or bows and arrows, Jia Liu took the word "just in case" very seriously.
Therefore, even if you suffer hardship, you must do your safety work to the extreme.
Wrapped in silk, even if he was hit by a gun or an arrow, the blunderbuss and arrows would still break through his Hundred-War Yellow Sand Armor. As long as the silk was there, the arrowheads and blunderbuss would be easy to get out.
It is better to be slightly injured than to be seriously injured, and it is better not to be injured at all.
This is the principle of Jia Liu's campaign.
Quite scientific.
But fortunately, compared to the last time when he wore armor and attacked the enemy with that boy from Fukang'an, at least he didn't put an iron pot on his head.
After all, he is the prime minister and director of the Tanglin Management Committee, and he is a commander of a third-grade army. There is still something to be said for him.
The heads of eight Eight Banners officers of rank six or above shocked not only the Eight Banners disciples of the Central Army, but also the local bastards like Zhili Green Camp.
The commander-in-chief Wan Chaoxing was afraid that the Prime Minister would sacrifice his head to the flag, so he gathered troops and horses by the river without waiting for orders to prepare for another battle.
The Mongolian cavalry performed the most disgracefully. Thirteen people were killed without even making contact with the enemy, five of whom fell into the canal and drowned.
The Mongolian cavalry that once shocked the steppe no longer exists, and what is left now can only be described as a cavalry.
The six men in Jia judged that the combat effectiveness of this Mongolian cavalry was not as good as that of the ever-victorious cavalry composed of Shandong thieves.
The reason why the Mongols fell to this point is thanks to the "Manchu-Mongolian marriage" system in the early Qing Dynasty.
Why marriage?
Because there were few Manchus and many Mongols at that time, in order to deal with the Han people, the Qing Dynasty could only coax the Mongols onto its chariots through marriage.
After entering the customs and occupying the world, although the marriage continued, except for Lord Shunzhi, the subsequent emperors would not marry Mongolian women as their queens.
The reason is that it doesn't look good.
The marriage continued in the same way that the Qing Dynasty married Gege.
However, since Emperor Kangxi, weakening Mongolia has been promoted as a national policy.
In the past, marrying off daughters was not inconsistent with weakening sons-in-law.
It turns out that the Mongols, like the Manchus, believed in shamanism and worshiped all things. They did not need to build temples. If they wanted to worship heaven and earth wherever they went, they could just kill a few sheep or cows and light a fire to dance with the gods.
The Qing Dynasty felt that this was not acceptable and not formal enough, so they helped their relatives promote Lamaism and gave them guidance in building temples.
It means to concretize, formalize and normalize the belief.
It is very expensive to build a temple, and the Mongolian princes also competed with each other. As a result, the temple became more grand and luxurious as it was built over and over again.
Maybe the princes were still fat, but the people below not only became impoverished, but also refused to go out to rob like their ancestors because of their faith.
Without robbery, where would the fighting power come from?
At the same time, the Qing Dynasty encouraged Mongolians to become monks and become lamas, and to eat and pray in temples all day long. This not only caused a large number of Mongolian young people to become monks and became parasitic parasites who did not work in production, but also caused a large-scale population decline in Mongolia.
Quality has dropped to its worst ever.
Looking at the top ten martial arts of the Qianlong Dynasty, the Mongolian cavalry who helped the Qing Dynasty attack the Ming Dynasty and conquer Korea in the early years of the Republic of China were completely reduced to supporting roles and background.
The 500 Mongolian cavalry led by Asiha came from Horqin. This tribe was still the in-laws among the in-laws of the Qing Dynasty and the direct lineage among the direct lineages.
However, my uncle's family is no exception.
If it should be weakened, it should be reduced.
Horqin is like this, let alone others.
The fact that Tsarist Russia cannibalize China so much has a lot to do with the fact that Mongolia in northern Xinjiang was reduced to a disabled person.
Jia Liu remembered that in his previous life, the Mongolian prince Seng Gelinqin, whose head was cut off by the Nian soldiers, was the last Manchu and Mongolian cavalry in the Qing Dynasty.
As a result, seven or eight thousand cavalrymen who were thought to be elite were defeated by a group of peasants riding mules and horses. From then on, there was no Mongolian cavalry in the world.
In Jia Liu's eyes, everyone is treated equally.
Several hundred Mongolian cavalry, who had finally managed to secure their position, received the military order, dismounted and donned armor, and attacked the city with the green soldiers.
"Those who don't fight will be killed; those who retreat will be killed."
The Prime Minister's military orders were very strict, and eight Manchurian officers' heads were hung from long poles and dangled directly in front of the Mongols.
There is prestige and reward.
Boxes of silver were carried from the ship to the shore, totaling two hundred thousand taels, all delivered by Zhili and Tianjin. Jia Liu had never been greedy for this money.
Now, it's time to use this money.
He used his sword to split open a box, and all the silver ingots in the box fell to the ground with a crash.
"Those who survive will share the money, and those who die, the court will support your wife, children, and children!"
The Prime Minister, who is ruthless and talkative, ordered the clarion call to attack the city.
Guo San was really lucky. When the Qing army attacked the city just now, a cannonball flew into the city close to his head, and an arrow almost hit his head. If a fellow countryman next to him hadn't helped him, I'm afraid Guo San would have died.
Now I have met the Lord of Hell.
Unlike those outsiders who went out of the city to spend money to buy pardon from the government a few days ago, Guo San is a native of Linqing. His whole family lives in the city and makes a living by carrying goods for passenger ships at the dock.
After the Ever-victorious Army invaded Linqing, Guo San took the initiative to join the Ever-Victorious Army because this would allow his family and young children to become military dependents, so they would not be bullied and would stutter.
There are many Linqing people like Guo San who join the Ever-Victorious Army. Their homes are in the city, and their wives, children, parents, brothers and sisters are also in the city. Where should they run?
And although they were very afraid of the Qing army, when the Qing army attacked the city, these victorious soldiers from Linqing still stood firm at their posts.
What forced them to desperately resist the Qing army was not the pressure of the victorious army, but the fear that the officers and soldiers would massacre the city after the city was broken.
The city of Linqing was massacred by the Qing army a hundred years ago, and 430,000 people were killed alive by the Qing soldiers.
Therefore, no matter whether they are afraid or not, willing or unwilling, many Guo San bravely defended the city in order to prevent their family members from being killed.
Humans are very strange animals. When the Qing army was not attacking the city, Guo San and the others were so frightened that their legs cramped. Especially the sound of the cannons was so frightening that many people peed their pants.
With their stumps and broken arms, they may not want to eat meat in their lives, but when the Qing army attacked, these people showed bravery.
Although they had no weapons and might have had wooden sticks, sickles, or even kitchen knives for cutting vegetables at home, they relied on these weapons to successfully repel the Qing army.
When the Qing army retreated, Guo San and his companions cheered together, as if they were celebrating the New Year.
After cheering, they looked at the corpses being carried down one after another, and at the pools of blood everywhere, and soon became frightened again, as if the broken hands and legs fell from their own bodies.
When a corpse without legs was dragged in front of Guo San, the sound of the corpse rubbing against the bricks made Guo San suddenly feel itchy all over, especially his two palms.
He rubbed his palms on the ground frantically, but it still felt itchy, as if there were countless ants crawling inside his body.
He rolled on the ground in pain and even cut his palms with a kitchen knife, as if doing so would make him feel better.
Around him, many people sat sluggishly under the crenel after cheering.
The air is filled not only with the smell of blood, but also with stench.
very quiet.
Until the sound of the clear dog coming up again came out.
The gongs on the city wall were beating continuously, and nervous shouts were heard from east to west, from south to north.
Guo San suddenly stopped itching. He got up, slapped the crenel with all his strength, and quietly looked at the Qing troops coming in like a tide again.
On the crenel, the bloody slap is clearly visible
The face of the commander-in-chief Wang Liang was extremely ugly. Although Wu Sanniang's cavalry failed to drive all the Qing troops into the canal to feed the bastards, and although the Qing army's artillery team bombarded the city wall again, he believed that the Qing army would not be able to do so again.
Organize a siege.
However, his judgment was wrong, and the Qing army pounced again.
This time, the momentum was even greater than before.
Generalissimo Wang Jinglong rushed over from the West City. The Qing troops there were all good at using bows.
I couldn't climb up even after half a while.
The Qing army's offensive in the other two gates is more like loud thunder and light rain, especially the Shandong soldiers, who roar loudly and fire their muskets densely, but until now they have not organized a decent siege. It seems that they are outside the city.
It's like waving flags and shouting.
This made Wang Jinglong even more convinced that the source of the intelligence was correct and that the east gate was Qingou's main attack direction.
"Fight as soon as they come! The Five Saints said that this year is the year of great calamity for the Tatars. As long as they survive until winter, the world will definitely change hands! After being bullied by the Tatars for a hundred years, it is time for us Han people to stand up and feel proud.
It’s time!”
Wang Jinglong, who was born as a soldier, attended private schools and read many miscellaneous books. He may be the most knowledgeable person in the victorious army after Fan Wei.
Wang Jinglong knew too much about the suffering suffered by the Han people after the Manchu Tatars entered the country.
It was precisely because he knew that he joined the victorious army at all costs.
Nothing else, just because of the tone in my chest and the fire in my heart.
"Fight, fight to death, the harder we fight, the more the ghost brothers in the West can overturn it!"
Wang Jinglong's weapon is a simple sword, which was specially given to him by the leader Wang Lun after he conquered Linqing.
This sword is also the best weapon of the Ever Victorious Army.
"His grandma's!"
Wang Liang spat thick phlegm mixed with blood on the bloody wall tiles.
The people on the side could clearly see that there were only four fingers left in Mr. Wang’s hand holding the knife. The broken finger bones were covered with thick blood. A small piece of broken bone as big as a fingernail was hung by a blood tendon and followed his body.
It sways when the owner moves.
"Qing Gou is here again. Brothers, please be more energetic and chop off more Qing Gou heads to let these sons of bitches know that our Ever Victorious Army is not easy to bully!"
Wang Liang's face was trembling, and he stood there like a murderous god, intimidating others.
Those pair of pupils, which were like bull's eyes, stared at the Qing army rushing toward them in the dark distance, with all the fierce light emitting from their pupils.
The Tatars can hold a knife, and we Han people can also hold a knife!