Chongzhen Daming: Starting from Coal Mountain

Chapter 522
Xu Yingwei waved his shovel and was digging trenches outside the central position.

It's just that the ground was so frozen that it was very hard to dig. After digging for a while, Xu Yingwei was already so tired that he was sweating, and the scarlet shirt on his body was soaked.

The scout leader Xu Wuniu came to Xu Yingwei with his head drooped.

"Wu Niu?" Xu Yingwei wiped the sweat off his face and asked, "Did you suffer?"

Xu Wuniu hummed lightly and said, "My lord, Xu Agou died in the battle, and the body was not recovered. There are too many Jiannu Yefu who came here."

Xu Yingwei sighed when he heard that.

But he didn't mean to blame Xu Wuniu.

In war, it is normal for people to die.

"I'll go back and look for it after this battle is over."

"If you can't find it, send his belongings back to Grandma."

After a pause, Xu Yingwei asked again: "By the way, have you snatched back the self-generated firecracker?"

"No." Xu Wuniu's chin almost reached his chest, and he said guiltily, "Jiannuye doesn't charge too much, we have no chance at all, so, so..."

Xu Yingwei's expression changed, "Where's his bullet bag?"

"The bullet bag is burned." Xu Wuniu said quickly, "After Xu Agou fell off the horse, the fuse was lit, and all the paper shells in the bullet bag were burned. We all saw this with our own eyes."

Xu Yingwei's expression moved slightly upon hearing this, and he said in a deep voice, "That's good."

For the sake of secrecy, the bullet bag of the Type [-] rifle is equipped with a fuse.

After the fuse is ignited, the gunpowder sewn in the interlayer of the bullet bag can deflagrate.

The deflagration of gunpowder can burn the paper case bomb that is contained in the bullet bag in a short time, and only a lead bullet is left.

As long as the special paper shell bullets for Type [-] did not fall into Jiannu's hands, it would be useless even if Jiannu found the lead bullets, because no one on Jianu's side could crack the secret of Type [-].

After a pause, Xu Yingwei asked again: "By the way, how far is Jiannu?"

"It's less than eight miles away." Xu Wuniu said, "It will take three quarters of an hour at most."

Xu Yingwei immediately ordered: "Send me an order to stop digging trenches, and the whole army should hurry up to eat."

Although it is only the beginning of the year, there is still a full hour and a half before lunch time, but when the battle starts, Jiannu will not give you time to eat, so you can only take the time now to fill your stomach.

The order was quickly conveyed, and the soldiers who were busy digging trenches sat down to rest.

It must be too late to cook, so they can only eat dry food, but the Ming army now has a lot more varieties of dry food, not only cakes made of rice flour, pot helmets made of flour, but also spicy dried tofu and dried plums.

It's not overheated, it's cold and hard, but it's good to chew a few more times, after all, there is Mingjiu.

Mingjiu was carried on the vehicle of the supply camp, and a can was distributed to every Ming army soldier who participated in the battle.

Seeing the soldiers of the Ming army sitting on the ground sipping Mingjiu and dry food, the Korean servants were immediately envious.

Unlike Jiannu, who treated the North Korean army like livestock, Daming only fed them sand mixed with rice bran. Daming was still willing to provide them with serious rations, which were said to be wheat grown by the Ming army in Gaizhouwei. .

However, it is impossible to dispense invented wine to the North Korean army, because Ming wine is rationed.

Xu Yingwei handed the remaining half can of Mingjiu to Lin Qingye: "Here."

Lin Qingye is the leader of this North Korean servant army. He is said to have been born in martial arts in his early years, and he once played a role in the battle to put down the Li Shi Rebellion, but now he is over 50 years old and has long since lost his former courage.

"Kangsang Mita, thank you." Lin Qingye stretched out his hand flattered and took half a can of Mingjiu.

After taking a sip, Lin Qingye couldn't help but smack his lips, never had such a cold wine.

This Koryo stick is also delicious, and what I drink now is a serious cold beer.

……

The Ming army was hurrying to eat dry food, and Jiannu was not idle.

Jiannu eats while marching, but don't even think about drinking.

Even fermented wine is a luxury for most soldiers in this era.

That is to say, senior generals in the army have this ability. For example, Dorgon has a sufficient supply of alcohol, and it is a high-quality wheat distilled alcohol.

It's just that Dorgon doesn't drink too much.

Today is not the time to drink too much.

After taking a few sips, Dorgon handed back the sheepskin wine pouch to Cao Eryu when his body became warm again, and Cao Eryu quickly re-plugged the mouth of the sheepskin pouch with a soft soil plug.

Then put the sheepskin pouch into the sheepskin jacket and put it close to the body.

What a good slave, he is warming the wine for his master with his body.

Dorgon looked up at the Kongming Lantern in the sky, and it became even bigger.

You can even see clearly the hanging basket hanging under the Kongming Lantern.

This also means that the distance between the two armies is getting closer, perhaps less than five miles.

At that moment, Dorgon took out the binoculars from the leather pouch on his waist, opened it, and pointed it forward.

Through the field of vision of the monocular, I finally saw the Ming army array on the horizon ahead.

Dorgon's eyes fell on the bright yellow flag hanging high in the Ming army formation, and a smile burst from the corner of Dorgon's mouth in an instant, the emperor's banner!

……

"Ah sneeze!"

"Ah sneeze! Ah sneeze!"

Gao Qiqian suddenly sneezed three times, and each one was louder than the other, so startled that the North Korean servants who were quietly eating next to him stopped their mouths subconsciously.

"The thief who entered the mother, it must be the Jianu on the opposite side who is cursing our family, no, it is me."

Eunuch Gao touched his nose twice, and suddenly found that the North Korean soldiers around him were all looking at him. His old face without any wrinkles collapsed, and he said with a snort, "What are you looking at? Do you want another one for you?"

The surrounding North Korean servants quickly turned their faces away, although they couldn't understand what Gao Qiqian said.

But from Gao Qiqian's expression and tone, it can be judged that it was not a good word. The emperor of Ming Dynasty seemed to be angry.

"A group of ignorant Korean sticks." After Gao Qiqian finished speaking, he stood up, but he couldn't stand firmly after getting up, and was pushed back to the ground by the Shanwenjia weighing dozens of kilograms.

The surrounding North Korean soldiers wanted to laugh when they saw this, but they didn't dare to.

"You Junqiu Ba..." Gao Qiqian opened his mouth and cursed.

However, before the words fell, the rallying horn sounded suddenly.

"What are you still doing?" Gao Qiqian yelled at the little eunuchs, "Hurry up and help me up."

A few young eunuchs who were loafing on the side came forward to help Gao Qiqian, and then helped Gao Qiqian to board the nest cart. This nest cart was specially prepared by Chongzhen for Gao Qiqian, the "fake emperor".

Because on the roof of the nest car, there is a big banner of the emperor standing high.

When Gao Qiqian took a closer look, he saw that the black and black Jiannu infantry had swept over from the west, and all kinds of flags and troops covered the dark and desolate Liaohe Great Plain.

Seeing this, Gao Qiqian's legs began to tremble, this time it was miserable.

At some point, Xu Yingwei also came to the nest car.

"Xu Xu, Xu remonstrates." Gao Qiqian's voice was trembling.

"Every day today, can we win this battle?"

Xu Yingwei said in a low voice: "That depends on Eunuch Gao's performance."

"Xu Gejian, don't cancel our family." Gao Qiqian said in a self-deprecating manner.

If it were someone else, Gao Qiqian would never be like this, it is impossible not to show off.

But in front of Qin Wang Shizi, especially in front of Yan Yingyuan and Xu Yingwei, Gao Qiqian really didn't dare to put on a show at all, because he knew very well the weight of these two people in Chongzhen's heart.

There is a high probability that these two people will be worthy of enjoying the Taimiao after a hundred years, and it is definitely not something he can provoke.

So Gao Qiqian asked very sincerely: "Xu Gejian, you can give our family a solid foundation."

"Eunuch Gao, what I'm telling is the truth." Xu Yingwei's expression became serious, "In the next two or three hours or even three to five hours, as long as you can stick here like a nail, no matter what happens, don't worry about it. If we don’t panic, then the final victory must belong to us, otherwise, the result will be difficult to predict.”

"Stuck here like a nail?" Gao Qiqian's face turned bitter.

Can't you even hide for a while?Must be stuck here as a target?

At this moment, the Ming army in the central phalanx and the four-corner phalanx suddenly turned their heads in unison, and looked at Gao Qiqian standing on the nest cart with fiery and respectful eyes.

The next moment, the soldiers of the Ming army shouted in unison: "Long live! Long live! Long live!"

Hearing the tsunami-like shouts of long live from the Ming army generals, he raised his chest subconsciously, and at the same time raised his right hand to wave to the Ming army soldiers in the central and four-corner phalanxes.

The voices of the soldiers of the Ming army suddenly became more enthusiastic.

……

The loud "long live" sound was heard several miles away.

It spread to the ears of Dorgon, and also to the ears of Hong Chengchou, Fan Wencheng, Ning Wanwo, Hou Fangyu and other hard-core traitors. The expressions of these hard-core traitors became a little complicated.

Among them, Hong Chengchou's expression was the most complicated.

The present Chongzhen is actually so loved by the soldiers of the Ming army?

But think about it, an emperor who is willing to share joys and sorrows with the soldiers, and dares to live and die with the soldiers, is a matter of course to be supported by the soldiers.

It's a pity that it is impossible for him, Hong Chengchou, to look back.

One time is a second minister, and another time is what?Sanchen?

He didn't want to come down to the history books to enjoy a biography of three ministers alone.

So, let's go all the way to the end of being a black minister.

Hou Fangyu hated Chongzhen so much that he gritted his teeth. If it wasn't for Chongzhen, he would still be living a happy life in Nanjing at this time, except for courtesan Li Xiangjun and poetry singing, he would not have to do anything every day , don't worry about it, it was really a good memory.

However, since Chongzhen fled to Nanjing, all this has been ruined.

Li Xiangjun Li Xiangjun was taken over by Chongzhen, and the Hou family's house was ransacked again. The worst thing was him, Hou Fangyu.

Chongzhen, this is all your fault!
I want to pay back a hundredfold!
(End of this chapter)