The Resurrection of the South Seas of the Ming Dynasty

At the same time, other members of the hunting team pulled the trigger one after another.

Amidst bursts of intense gunshots, blood holes were punched out of the two big guys.

The roar of the tiger and the sound of gunfire mixed together, shaking the mountains and forests!

Snow fell from some trees!

The two tigers ate the pain and let out a roar.

Then, regardless of the injuries on his body, he rushed towards the camp, leaving bloodstains on the snow.

The majesty of the king of the forest came over, very impressive.

Obviously, although the attack by Sun Qiang and others had some impact on the two tigers, it was not fatal.

There was no way to do this. In the entire hunting team, only Sun Qiang and Jin Changjie were able to shoot and shoot with accuracy.

The rest of the people are basically shooting indiscriminately!

It failed to hit the tiger's vital parts at all.

Otherwise, with so many guns shooting at each other, no matter how thick the tiger is, it should lie down.

After the two tigers were injured, they went berserk from the pain and looked like crazy tigers.

Leaping a few meters, he rushed towards the camp with a roar.

In front of the two tigers, the wooden fence of the camp was no different from that of paper, completely vulnerable.

In the blink of an eye, the wooden fence was torn apart by sharp claws.

Immediately afterwards, two tigers rushed into the crowd like crazy, waving their sharp claws.

The sharp claws tore open the jacket of the villagers, and drew several blood marks on the villagers' chests.

Rendang was sent flying by the tiger's sharp claws like a rag bag.

Roll and land!

The members of the hunting team who had gathered in a group dispersed in an instant, with fear on their faces.

They stumbled and wanted to escape, but many people's legs were so weak that they couldn't move their legs at all.

"what……"

"Help, the big bug is eating people!"

Sun Qiang held the military thorn in his hand backwards and roared loudly.

"Bastard, you have the guts to come at me!"

The fierce tiger could obviously recognize Sun Qiang, the enemy who had shot him, so he even gave up his goal and rushed towards Sun Qiang.

With a roar, Sun Qiang went up to meet him, and was about to go up with a sliding shovel.

The fierce tiger flew forward and opened its mouth to bite Sun Qiang's throat.

The sharp teeth gleamed with a cold light, and some pieces of broken bones and flesh were squeezed between the teeth, which was extremely conspicuous.

A foul smell spread over the surface!

Sun Qiang's body moved sideways violently, and the army thorn in his hand mercilessly pierced the tiger's throat in front of him.

With a pop, the sharp blade cut through the flesh, and blood gushed out.

And Sun Qiang himself was directly knocked out by the tiger.

The body fell heavily to the ground, directly breaking an unknown number of bones.

At the same time, the tiger that was stabbed in the trachea by the military thorn let out a painful roar.

Then he strode towards Sun Qiang, Tong Ling's big eyes were full of fierce light.

The overwhelming sense of oppression made Sun Qiang's face turn pale.

However, the collision just now made him directly lose his ability to move.

There was pain everywhere in my body, and I wanted to run but couldn't lift my hands at all.

At the same time, the big tiger on the other side kept killing the hunters of the hunting team like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.

As soon as the huge paw is slapped, it will easily end up with broken bones and tendons.

But the two little ones didn't intend to enter the camp, they just stood outside the camp and roared, as if they were cheering for their parents.

The fierce tiger with a military thorn stuck in its neck roared and walked towards Sun Qiang, getting closer and closer.

Suddenly, the fierce tiger swooped down on Sun Qiang, opened its mouth wide, and wanted to bite off Sun Qiang's neck.

Even the stench of saliva has dripped onto Sun Qiang.

The fangs and sharp teeth are only a few tens of centimeters away from him...

At this critical moment, there was a sound of horseshoes in the distance, and along with the sound of horseshoes, there were bursts of gunshots.

Snapped!clap clap!

clap clap clap!
A series of gunshots resounded between heaven and earth.

The tiger that jumped at Sun Qiang exploded in clusters of blood.

Among them, many projectiles hit the tiger's head one after another.

In the next moment, the tiger lost its life force and slammed heavily on Sun Qiang's body.

The huge tiger's head hit Sun Qiang's chest...

Sun Qiang had already broken many bones with one paw, but now he was hit by this big guy weighing several hundred kilograms, and opened his mouth to vomit a ball of blood.

Half life is almost gone!
He turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound of horseshoes and gunshots.

On the endless snow field, a group of fine cavalry suddenly appeared.

These elite riders have one man and two horses, and each of them holds a musket in their hands. They are aiming at the tiger in the camp and constantly pulling the trigger.

Judging from their clothes, Sun Qiang quickly realized the identities of these people.

It is the scouting vanguard of the Ming army!

From a long distance, these people began to shoot one after another.

Amidst the crackling gunshots, bullets flew towards the camp, causing serious damage to the giant colorful tiger that was rampantly killing all directions in the camp.

The scouts in these armies are not the same as the villagers in the hunting team!
The difference in marksmanship between the two sides is not generally large.

Even if they shoot while riding on the back of a galloping horse, they can still maintain super high accuracy.

Soon, another fierce tiger was also shot dead by these Ming army scouts who suddenly appeared!

Seeing this scene, the two little ones roared in panic, turned around and wanted to run away.

But it is too late!
Using fixed bullets, the rate of fire of Ming army scouts with rear-loading rifles is very fast.

Load, aim, and pull the trigger all in one go.

Amidst bursts of crackling and dense gunfire, the two little ones were also bloody on the snowy field and were shot dead on the spot.

The war horse galloped wildly, and a large number of snowflakes were splashed as the horseshoes flew.

This group of scouts from the Ming army came galloping from a distance, then reined in their horses and stopped outside the camp, and got off their horses one after another.

The leader of the group strode into the camp and asked.

"Who is in charge here?"

Judging from his epaulets, this Ming army officer should be a lieutenant.

Hearing this, a group of wounded in the camp pointed their fingers at Sun Qiang, whose face was flushed red and was still struggling under the pressure of a tiger.

Seeing this scene, the lieutenant officer waved his hand to signal his subordinates to follow.

Several people came in front of Sun Qiang, and together they lifted the tiger weighing hundreds of kilograms from Sun Qiang's body.

Then he signaled someone to treat Sun Qiang's wounds!

Looking at the military thorns stuck in the tiger's neck, the lieutenant officer was speechless for a while, and then said.

"Dare to stick a military thorn into the tiger's neck face to face, it's really brave!"

Not everyone dares to fight a tiger with his face.

Sun Qiang grinned in pain, but he forced a smile on his face and said.

"The humble job was almost selected as a scouting soldier back then. Although he has retired and neglected training, he finally didn't embarrass the army."

The lieutenant officer's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and then he spoke.

"You have maintained your skills well after retirement. You usually keep exercising, don't you?"

Sun Qiang nodded and said.

"I usually go hunting when I have nothing to do!"

Immediately afterwards, the lieutenant officer saw the arrow that shot into the eye socket of the tiger, and asked in surprise.

"Who shot this arrow?"

Hearing this, Sun Qiang pointed to the pale Jin Changjie, whose chest was wrapped in gauze, and replied.

"It's Ah Jin, he used to be a hunter, and his archery skills are very good!"

Jin Changjie was seriously injured just now, and was slapped by the mad tiger.

The sharp claws scratched out several deep scars on his chest, and several ribs were broken.

Hearing this, the lieutenant officer walked up to Jin Changjie and spoke to him.

"You are good at archery. Your courage to shoot a tiger shows that you are not bad. You are a good man. A good man should join the army to protect his family and the country."

"Now the imperial court is preparing to set up an elite scout, I think you can try it."

The imperial court's order to form an elite scout and send it to Nuer Gandusi to find out the specific distribution of the Raksha people has been conveyed to Liaodong.

All the troops in Liaodong began to take corresponding actions, and the lieutenant officer also received relevant orders!
This time he led the team out for training, in order to select suitable candidates from among his subordinates, and then report the list.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that he could have an unexpected harvest this time.

Sun Qiang's ability is not bad, but what you need to know is that Sun Qiang has experienced special and systematic training to have the current skill.

But Jin Changjie was different, he was born as a hunter, he relied on his own groping, but he was able to shoot an arrow into a tiger's eye socket.

This hand is not much worse than the legendary Condor Archer.

Just such an inconspicuous hand, not everyone can do it!
His talent is definitely not bad!

The lieutenant officer couldn't help but want to invite him.

Hearing this, Jin Changjie scratched his head and said.

"Really...really?"

The lieutenant officer nodded.

"Of course!"

As for Jin Changjie's obvious North Korean accent, the lieutenant officer didn't care.

There is no shortage of all kinds of young people in the Ming army now!

Mongols, Tibetans, Qiang people, natives of Nanyang, minorities of various ethnic groups in the southwest, as well as Daur people in Liaodong, Oroqen people, and even many Jurchens who surrendered from the Manchu Qing Dynasty...

The North Koreans are even less of a problem!
For these people, Daming has always adopted an inclusive policy!
The military is a melting pot and where the best of nationalities blend.

As long as these young people join the army and then leave the army, they are basically considered as Sinicized successfully.

Of course, what is more important to Zhu Hongyu is that these young people are also Ming people, and they are all his people.

When the imperial court formulates policies, it naturally does not treat minorities differently.

As long as you have a Ming household registration, you are a Ming person, and you are treated equally in the eyes of the court.

As an emperor, he still has such a little mind!

Jin Changjie nodded vigorously and said.

"Okay... I will join the army!"

The lieutenant officer nodded with a smile.

Then began to order to help the hunting team clean up the camp.

Under the attack of the two tigers, the hunting team suffered many casualties.

Two died and seven or eight were injured, all of them seriously.

If this scout from the Ming army hadn't appeared in time, even if the hunting team were completely wiped out by those two tigers, it would not be impossible.

After escorting Sun Qiang and others back to the village, the lieutenant officer took the two hunted tigers and left lightly.

But it also left two small ones for Sun Qiang and the others!

Although these tigers were killed by the lieutenant officer and his party, Sun Qiang and the others also contributed.

Naturally, some prey can be allocated!
They are all soldiers, and they are all soldiers who have been instilled with a lot of honor concepts in the army, and they are not going to take advantage of some ordinary people.

……

Western Regions, Yarkand City!
Around the New Year's Eve, a large number of officers and soldiers of the Wu and Zhou armies gathered in the city of Yarkand, preparing to celebrate the New Year together.

With the ordnance purchased from Ming Dynasty in place, and enough food and grass gathered in the Western Regions, Wu Zhou's army is ready to continue the Western Expedition at any time.

Wu Sangui was wearing a python robe, sitting on a chair, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand, and took a few sips from time to time.

The teacup was filled with premium Yunnan Pu'er, and Wu Sangui fell in love with the taste of Pu'er at some point.

"Father, the preparations for the Western Expedition are complete!"

"Now I ask my father to finalize the combat objectives of the Western Expedition."

Wu Yingqi came to Wu Sangui and asked for instructions.

From the current point of view, if Wu Zhou launches a western expedition, there will be three directions for using troops.

One is to turn south from the Western Regions, kill Tianzhu, and attack the Mughal Empire.

The second is to continue westward, advancing towards the Bukhara Khanate and the Safavid Empire.

The third is to advance northward, towards the direction of the Kazakh Khanate and Lao Maozi.

At present, Wu Sangui has not made up his mind on which side to fight.

Facing Wu Yingqi's question, Wu Sangui said with a smile.

"What do you mean, Ying Qi?"

Wu Sangui wanted to ask Wu Yingqi for his opinion.

In the current Wu Zhou, Wu Yingqi holds most of the military power, and his opinions, to a certain extent, are not as important as those of Wu Sangui.

Upon hearing this, Wu Yingqi pondered for a while, then opened his mouth to answer.

"I want to tell my father, my son, my army should choose to go south to attack the Mughal Empire in Tianzhu."

"Tianzhu is rich and its soldiers are weak, and its people are always submissive to outsiders, which is most conducive to my Da Zhou's foothold in the local area."

What about Ah San's place...

For the invaders, it is completely a treasure land of geomantic omen.

Rich, weak soldiers, and because of religion and caste system, the obedience of the people is still very high.

As long as foreign invaders choose to respect the local religion and caste system, there will be no local resistance.

There are basically no examples of successful resistance to foreign aggression.

As long as the invaders enter the territory of Tianzhu and break through the Khyber Pass, it will be a flat plain.

It is the most suitable battlefield for cavalry galloping!
In Wu Yingqi's view, there is no better place for Wu Zhou to establish himself than Tianzhu.

In history, in order to guard against the threat from the nomads in the north, the Chinese used countless manpower and material resources to build a Great Wall of thousands of miles in the north, isolating the nomads to the north of the Great Wall.

But what about the third brother?

Obviously, it has been invaded countless times in history, but even one time is not long-term memory.

As long as they build a fortress on the Khyber Pass, they will not be driven straight in by the invaders every time, and then destroy the country.

After Wu Sangui pondered for a while, he spoke.

"Ying Qi and Wei Fu want to go together!"

"My father has already sent a caravan to Tianzhu to inquire about the situation and draw a map."

"After the beginning of spring, send troops to attack Tianzhu!"

Obviously, Wu Sangui had already made up his mind, and asking Wu Yingqi now was just to strengthen his determination.

The harvest season in Tianzhu is divided into two seasons: summer harvest and autumn harvest. What is harvested in summer is probably wheat, potatoes and other crops planted in winter.

In autumn, crops planted in spring such as rice and corn are harvested.

Wu Sangui's current plan is to send troops in the spring, counting the travel time and the time needed to attack the city and pull out the village, he can almost enter the hinterland of Tianzhu in summer.

At that time, it happens to be eaten by the enemy!
Otherwise, the food and grass needed by Wu Zhoujun's army and family members, as well as a large number of war horses, would be a big problem.

If it was entirely dependent on his own logistics, Wu Sangui felt that the food and grass he had accumulated over the past year might not be enough.

Or to put it another way, Wu Sangui now regards himself as a member of the nomads.

When nomadic people wage war against farming peoples, they will definitely do it when the other party is harvesting.

It's all old tradition!

Wu Sangui pondered for a while, then spoke.

"When the army goes south to Tianzhu, you, Ying Qi, will lead the army!"

Wu Yingqi got his father's promise, nodded happily and said.

"Thank you for your trust, my son, I will not let my father down!"

Immediately afterwards, Wu Sangui asked about the current expansion of Wu Zhou's army.

Wu Zhoujun's real confidants are actually not many.

That is, the remnants of the original Guanning Army, and some green battalion soldiers incorporated later.

Although there are Manchus and Mongols among these people, most of them are Han Chinese.

The number is about 5 people!

For Wu Sangui, [-] troops with strong combat effectiveness and guaranteed loyalty are his foundation.

However, the Western Regions are too big and too vast.

5 people alone are definitely not enough to form an effective rule over the entire Western Regions.

Therefore, the expansion of troops is inevitable.

In the Western Regions, Wu Sangui could only find a way to recruit local ethnic groups in the Western Regions to form an army.

Mongols, Uighurs, and some Tibetans who came down from the plateau were all soldiers that Wu Sangui had his eye on.

But this matter is still in the hands of Wu Yingqi!
The current political situation on Wu Zhou's side is probably that Wu Yingqi is in charge of military affairs, and Wu Yingxiong is in charge of government affairs.

Wu Sangui lay flat directly, unless there was some important matter, he would not come forward.

Wu Yingqi pondered for a while, then spoke.

"Currently, there are 20 newly recruited troops in Dazhou, and they are basically herdsmen from local tribes in the Western Regions."

"Horse arching is barely proficient!"

"These 20 people have completed the most basic training, and they can be sent to the battlefield at any time as long as our army needs it."

Now Wu Zhou is not so much recruiting soldiers as he is pulling strong men.

Now Wu Zhou's recruiting method is as follows:
The first is to use knives to coerce the local people to join the army.

After the local people joined the army, the Guan Ning Army escorted these people to the battlefield. Whether it was looting, attacking fortifications, or killing people, they were going to the battlefield anyway.

After these recruits have been on the battlefield a few times, their hands are stained with blood, and they have tasted the benefits of looting, they will be serious about military law, and these soldiers will be regarded as trained.

Although there are daily drills, training in battle is the most important training method.

To put it bluntly, the 20 people that Wu Zhou is pulling up now are 20 bandits with blood on their hands.

They followed Wu Sangui for no other reason than to plunder and make a fortune.

Although the composition of such an army is not good, its combat effectiveness is not bad.

Countless nomadic peoples in history have relied on this trick to rapidly expand their armies.

Wu Sangui nodded in satisfaction when he heard the words.

"Taking advantage of the current effort, hurry up and coerce more troops."

"After arriving in Tianzhu, the army we have gathered in the Western Regions can become the foundation of our rule."

Now in the Western Regions, these recruits may not be of one mind with Wu Zhou, because Wu Zhou is a minority in the Western Regions.

However, when they entered Tianzhu, these recruits also became a minority compared with the natives of Tianzhu.

At that time, they can only tightly surround the Wu Zhou regime and become the most loyal supporters of the Wu Zhou regime.

When Wu Yingqi heard this, he couldn't help asking.

"Father, if this is the case, what about the food and grass needed by the army?"

The Western Regions are barren, and there are only a few limited places such as the Yili River Valley where land can be cultivated.

And if such a small area wants to support the hundreds of thousands of idle producers of the entire Wu Zhou Group, it is basically fishing out of the river.

The current Wu Zhou army basically relied on the army to fight and loot everywhere, and looted a large amount of supplies, so that it could barely guarantee that the army had no shortage of food and salaries.

If the Zhou army continues to expand its army, food will become its biggest obstacle.

Wu Sangui chuckled, and then spoke.

"If there is no food, send troops to grab it!"

"As long as we scratch the ground a little harder, I believe it will be fine if we persevere this year."

"And after the spring of next year, our army will march into Tianzhu, and naturally there will be no shortage of food by then!"

Wu Yingqi nodded when he heard this.

"Father Wang Yingming!"

After finishing speaking, Wu Yingqi was ready to resign and leave.

But Wu Sangui didn't let him leave, but ordered Wu Yingxiong to be called over.

Then, in front of Wu Yingqi, he asked Wu Yingxiong about the internal affairs of Wu Zhouguo.

Wu Yingxiong introduced various situations to Wu Sangui in an orderly manner, including grain production, horse stock, cattle and sheep, population, etc...

Under Wu Yingxiong's governance, the current internal affairs of Wu Zhou State are still thriving.

After introducing the basic situation, Wu Yingxiong spoke.

"Besides, Erchen also decided to negotiate with Daming to introduce several weapon production lines."

"This includes production lines for flintlock muskets, field artillery, hand grenades, etc..."

In terms of cold weapons, Wu Yingxiong did not introduce them.

It's not that Wu Yingxiong doesn't like Daming's cold weapons, but that they can forge cold weapons themselves.

If it is really impossible, just spend money to buy finished products from Daming, there is no need to introduce a special production line.

But in terms of firearms, such as muskets and artillery, Wu Zhou is not capable of making them himself.

For muskets, at most they produce some matchlock guns, bird guns and the like, and the quality cannot be guaranteed.

When it comes to the battlefield, it is basically something that dogs dislike!
As for the artillery, Wu Zhou's technology was not good enough. With the same range and power, the artillery made by Wu Zhou was more than twice as heavy as the artillery sold by the Ming army.

But for field guns, weight is definitely one of the main criteria to measure its performance.

Because weight represents mobility, only with a certain degree of mobility can it be called a field artillery.

Not to mention that Wu Zhou's self-made cannon still has quality problems, with a large number of trachoma inside, and its durability and reliability are not as good as Daming's cannon.

Of course, in addition to this, more advanced firearms are also sold here in Daming, such as some rifled guns, rifled guns and other weapons.

As long as the money is enough, Daming can also sell it.

Because the Ming Dynasty has already released more advanced new weapons, there is no need to be too strict about these relatively advanced weapons.

Although Daming refuses to sell these production lines of rifled weapons, which are the only ones in the world, the weapons can still be sold.

As long as the money is enough!
Because there is still a large amount of equipment on the rifled guns and rifled guns in Daming, and the new equipment to replace the rifled guns and rifled guns is currently only a small-scale equipment for related troops, not the entire army.

Before the new weapons of the Ming army are completely installed in the army, Zhu Hongyu will not allow other countries in the world to have the ability to produce Ming standard equipment.

Wu Sangui nodded when he heard the words.

"For those technicians sent by Ming Dynasty, please treat them well."

"As long as they have a request, whether it is money, beauty or anything else, try to satisfy them as much as possible."

"If you can, try to keep people in my big week!"

Wu Yingqi nodded and said.

"My son understands!"

While selling the production line of weapons, Daming also sent corresponding technicians to provide technical guidance.

Wu Yingqi also attaches great importance to these truly skilled technicians.

Wu Sangui pondered for a while, looked at his two sons for a while, and then spoke.

"My father summoned you to my father today, there is one thing I want to tell you clearly, so that you two brothers will not fight in the same room in the future, and something unbearable will happen."

When Wu Sangui said this, his voice was full of seriousness and composure.

When the two brothers of the Wu family heard the words, their expressions turned serious, as if they had guessed what Wu Sangui was going to say.

"Father, please speak, and the sons and ministers are all ears!"

Wu Yingxiong and Wu Yingqi clasped their fists together and said.

Wu Sangui heard the words, cleared his throat and said.

"What my father wants to talk about is the issue of my father's succession to the throne in the future."

When Wu Yingxiong heard this, his face turned slightly pale.

Because he knew that it was Wu Yingqi who held the military power now, and the possibility of Wu Yingqi succeeding to the throne was much greater than his succession.

What Wu Sangui wants to say now is probably that he wants him, Wu Yingxiong, to be more sensible, and to give up the succession by himself, so as not to make a bad face in the future.

In order not to let the relationship between himself and Wu Yingqi become stagnant, Wu Yingxiong stood up and said.

"Father, the son voluntarily relinquishes the throne, so let the second brother inherit it!"

Wu Sangui shook his head when he heard the words.

"No, you have a share of the throne!"

Wu Yingqi's eyes widened instantly when he heard the words, thinking that Wu Sangui had changed his mind and was planning to pass the throne to Wu Yingxiong instead of himself.

But before Wu Yingqi could say anything, Wu Sangui turned his head and said to Wu Yingqi.

"You have a share too!"

In an instant, the two brothers Wu Yingxiong and Wu Yingqi were stunned.

What's the matter, can the throne of his Wu family be divided into two halves?
Just when the two brothers were confused, Wu Sangui explained.

"Tianzhu is so big that it can accommodate the next two countries!"

"After my father dies in the future, I can divide the territory of my Great Zhou into two and give it to your brothers respectively."

Looking at the thoughtful expressions on the faces of the two brothers, Wu Sangui continued to explain.

"The reason why Weifu made such a decision is that firstly, he does not want your brothers to fight in the same room, and secondly, he does not want to arouse the suspicion of Daming. Therefore, he is going to write a letter to the emperor, asking the emperor to follow the example of Emperor Xiaowu of the Han Dynasty, and come to extend the order of kindness with one hand. ..."

This idea was conceived by Wu Sangui's advisers, Fang Guangchen and Liu Xuanchu.

A few days ago, Wu Sangui found Liu Xuanchu and Fang Guangchen, and asked them who they should pass the throne to, and they came up with such an idea.

A Tianzhu is too big!

If Wu Zhou really took down the entire Tianzhu, then Daming would definitely not be at ease.

Although Wu Sangui's mania phobia is cured now, he has suffered from a new disease phobia again.

He knew how big the gap between himself and Daming was now.

Wu Sangui's eyes lit up immediately after hearing the ideas of his two advisors.

This thing kills two birds with one stone!

One is to solve the problem of succession that Wu Sangui is now distressed about, and the other is to make the Son of Heaven feel at ease with Wu Zhou.

The only disadvantage may be that it will make Wu Zhouguo weaker and weaker...

But that's also in the future.

Who can tell what will happen in the future?

Maybe Daming won't be suspicious of Wu Zhou by then, or maybe his two sons don't have the trouble of passing on the throne, so there is no need to push favors anymore?
Children and grandchildren have their own blessings, Wu Sangui said that he didn't want to think so much.

When Wu Yingxiong and Wu Yingqi heard this, the two brothers looked at each other subconsciously.

The faint sense of hostility and alienation in his eyes has obviously weakened a lot.

Wu Sangui insisted on a scene, a smile from the heart surfaced on his cheeks.

He's old and doesn't have the ambitions of his youth.

The only hope in this life is to have a full house of children and grandchildren, a harmonious family, and to enjoy family happiness in the future.

To Wu Sangui, it is the most important thing for his two sons not to fight among themselves.

Wu Sangui coughed lightly, then spoke.

"Brothers with one heart, their strength can break gold!"

"As long as you brothers can work together, my father believes that I, Da Zhou, will be able to win the entire Tianzhu!"

Wu Yingxiong and Wu Yingqi heard the words and bowed down in unison.

"Father Wang Yingming!"

"..."

……

In the third year of the Ming Dynasty, at the end of November.

Nanjing!

Forbidden City, inside the imperial study room!

Chen Ze returned to Nanjing triumphantly with his army.

After the grand welcome ceremony, Zhu Hongyu met Chen Ze in the imperial study.

"The Qing family's eastward journey this time successfully completed the tasks assigned by the imperial court. They wiped out the Qing army's navy, punished the Japanese Satsuma clan, and invited the Ryukyu king back to Nanjing."

"I am very satisfied!"

"The Qing family has done a good job, and the soldiers of the East China Sea Fleet have also worked hard!"

Zhu Hongyu said in a warm voice with a warm smile on his face.

It makes people feel like spring breeze!

Hearing this, Chen Ze suppressed Miansheng's excitement and spoke.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, eating the king's salary, and being loyal to the king, these are what the last general should do!"

"How dare you claim credit?!"

Zhu Hongyu laughed, and then spoke.

"Great work must be rewarded, mistakes must be punished, meritorious service is meritorious service, no one can ignore this."

"I will ask the Fifth Army Commander's Mansion to step up the calculation of military merits!"

Immediately afterwards, Zhu Hongyu had a lot of conversations with Chen Ze. The two focused on talking about the performance of new weapons such as steam ironclad ships and revolving machine guns on the battlefield.

Zhu Hongyu has always been very concerned about the battlefield performance of these new weapons.

Because many of these weapons were developed under his sole advocacy, and many of them came from his creativity.

He is naturally concerned about the performance of these weapons.

Chen Ze vividly described for Zhu Hongyu the scene of the Ming army's new weapons displaying their might on the battlefield.

The expression on his face was quite elated!

Chen Ze, who originally looked down upon steam iron-clad ships, was full of yearning when he mentioned steam iron-clad ships after several actual combat tests.

"Your Majesty, this steam iron-clad ship needs to be built in a big way, so build more!"

"The last general dares to say that the future will be the era of iron-clad steamships, and the sea in the future will be determined by iron-clad steamships..."