After Ming Dynasty

Chapter 30

After discussing with the big guys, Zhu Yiyuan kept Tan Qiye, prison boss Jiang Qi, scholar Zhang Lin, Zichuan businessman Pu Pan, and his uncle Ye Tinglan to stay.

This is also a matter of no choice, there are still too few talents under his command, and Yan Ermei is finally found, but he still follows Xie Qian.

But even these few have their own characteristics. Tan Qiye had been a bandit, and had a high probability of being an officer and soldier. The cell leader Jiang Qi was an old official for more than 20 years, and he had a lot of nasty experience.

Zhang Lin is considered to be the most educated, while Pu Pan has traveled extensively and has many business friends. Besides, his uncle Ye Tinglan, who leads the southeast scholars, knows people from Fushe, and is considered a well-informed person.

"We must fight, and we must win. However, the foundation is not stable, and there are a lot of problems... The so-called knowing ourselves and the enemy is the only way to win every battle. Our task now is to understand the enemy. You all talk about it, what is the advantage? Method?"

Uncle Ye Tinglan paused, and said first: "Mr. Yan just sent me a letter. The generals sent by the Qing court this time should be Mei Lezhang Jing Lai, who was stationed in Dongchang, and Yi Yong, the general soldier who was stationed in Linqing. Gui, as well as surrendered generals Yao Wenchang and Zheng Longfang, and the green battalion troops stationed in Jinan."

There are Eight Banners, Green Battalion, and surrendered generals. There is no doubt that this is Hong Chengchou's handwriting. Otherwise, Fang Dayou, the mere governor, will definitely not be able to mobilize Lai An. Even Yi Yonggui was born in the Han Army Banner. He doesn't care about a Hanchen governor at all.

You thought it was the Ming Dynasty?
I entered the customs with the regent, with the pattern of reaching the sky, a stinky surrender, pretending to be a big clove of garlic.

Hearing so many people, the faces of several people were not good-looking. Obviously, let alone coming together, even if they were alone, they were not able to compete.

"What conditions are there, what kind of battle are you fighting? Don't be discouraged. The more the Qing army comes, the more complex the composition, the more loopholes, and the more opportunities to strike. Let's arrange people to investigate and study carefully. There must be a way to defeat the enemy. Of the policy."

Zhu Yiyuan boosted morale, and seeing that he was calm and composed, the big guys felt relieved.

Tan Qiye raised his troops, Jiang Qi took the initiative to undertake the responsibility of building weapons, Zhang Lin continued to rectify the place, Pu Pan and Ye Tinglan respectively mobilized contacts, one asked for information from businessmen, and the other contacted gentry and literati.

None of the big guys dare to slack off. Whether this small gang lives or dies depends on this battle.

It's just that in the next few days, instead of waiting for officers and soldiers, they found a large number of refugees, who fled in a panic from the direction of Zhangqiu.

These refugees, dragging their families and children, pushing a wheelbarrow, carrying their mothers and children, are in a panic.And there are more refugees behind, a steady stream.

"Huanli people are not as good as Taiping dogs. I heard that it was a crime that the common people ran away during the war." Ye Tinglan couldn't help but sigh.

But Tan Qiye frowned slightly, thoughtful, Zhu Yiyuan couldn't help asking: "Is there something strange?"

Tan Qiye said: "Look, my son, the Qing army went from west to east to attack Xie Qian. If the common people want to avoid the disaster of war, they should run west or north and south to avoid the disaster of war. But they ran east, behind their buttocks. It's the Qing army, isn't it a little abnormal?"

Ye Tinglan hesitated: "I'm afraid the common people are confused and don't know where to run?"

Tan Qiye shook his head, "I'm afraid not necessarily."

At this time, Zhu Yiyuan smiled, "If you want to know what the soup tastes like, you just have to taste it. We will arrange people to mix in with the refugees, find out clearly, and see what's going on."

Tan Qiye nodded, he simply put on makeup himself, and mixed in with the refugees with a few rebels.

Half a day later, Qi Ye came back. He wiped the sweat off his face, and said angrily, "Young master, I found out that it was the tartars who drove away. Not only did they drive away, but some people spread messages saying that they were not People who are willing to be the people of the Qing Dynasty, the court wants to kill them all, and the only way to survive is to go to Gaoyuan and join the rebels."

"What?" Ye Tinglan was shocked, "Qiye, what do you mean by the Qing army? Take the initiative to drive the common people to Commander Xie? Do they still want the support of the people?"

Tan Qiye shook his head silently, "I think they are not only unpopular, but also killing people."

"kill?"

Zhu Yiyuan couldn't help but said, "What's going on? Tell me more specifically."

Tan Qiye immediately told Zhu Yiyuan that he asked the refugees, and it turned out that it was the Tartars who were angry. He said that there were villagers collaborating with bandits, providing Xie Qian with military information, and then slaughtered the villages, and five villages were killed.

The people were terrified, so they wanted to run to Jinan Prefecture and escape into the provincial capital.

Unexpectedly, the governor Fang Dayou refused to accept it behind closed doors, and the Qing army came to slaughter again. The people had no choice but to embark on the road to Gaoyuan.

Although they also know that fleeing at this time is basically a narrow escape, but the Qing army left behind the massacre, that is ten deaths and no one can do anything about it.

After Ye Tinglan heard this, she cursed angrily, "These Tartars, who are already in power, why are they so cruel? Fang Dayou is simply a scholar, not worthy of being a parent official. Most of these people are citizens of the Qing Dynasty. They are Forcing people to rebel!"

Ye Tinglan kept cursing, but Zhu Yiyuan frowned, "Just think about it, the Qing army slaughtered the people and drove them to Gaoyuan, what will happen to Commander Xie?"

Ye Tinglan was taken aback for a moment, and then realized something was wrong, "He, he doesn't have much food there, so many people came all at once, even if it is delayed, it will drag down Chief Xie."

Zhu Yiyuan nodded, "That's right, then Commander Xie can slaughter the common people like the Qing court?"

"Of course not. Commander Xie is a righteous army, and what he talks about is righteousness."

Zhu Yiyuan's face suddenly became serious, he couldn't help but clenched his fists, and slammed the table hard, "So good people will be defeated by wicked people with their hands tied, black and white are reversed, the beasts of the Qing court, really deserve to die!"

Ye Tinglan hadn't figured it out yet, "Nephew, if the Qing government loses people's hearts by doing this, they will definitely lose."

At this time, the cell leader Jiang Qi and the talented Zhang Lin also came. After they finished listening, the cell leader Jiang Qi smiled wryly and said: "The Tartars drove out the refugees, and thanked the commander. Before the war started, the commander thanked him for defeat." gone."

Ye Tinglan blushed and was still not convinced, "Aren't they afraid that the people will rebel if the Qing court does this?"

Zhang Lin closed his eyes and thought for a moment, then suddenly said helplessly: "What are they afraid of! They are Tartars in the first place. They drove away a large number of people and left so much land without owners. , to serve as their slaves. You must know that in today's world, there are many people with less land!"

After talking with several people, Ye Tinglan finally came to his senses, and even he understood why the Qing army massacred the city in Yangzhou... "The Tartars massacred, created panic, and drove the people to flee south. The war is chaotic first, and there is no way to fight it. However, the Qing government has mastered countless lands, and can calmly recruit young men, farm them, produce food, and undertake corvees. They will become stronger and stronger."

"As for the common people, no matter what, they will die. Even if they understand, what can they do?" Ye Tinglan couldn't help lamenting, her clothes drenched in cold sweat.

"It's over, the Ming Dynasty is over, we have nothing to do. If the Tartars do this, the Hongguang court will be gone, and His Majesty Longwu won't be able to last long. Is it true that China is going to collapse and there is no way to recover?"

As a scholar, Ye Tinglan was desperate. He thought of his cousin Ye Tingxiu who was still in Fuzhou, and countless other loyal and righteous men.

"It must be Hong Chengchou, it must be this old thief! He is the only one who is most familiar with Daming's situation, he should be hacked into pieces, and his children and grandchildren will be cut off!"

Ye Tinglan's eyes were red and she cursed loudly.

Suddenly, Zhu Yiyuan slapped the table and shouted: "Don't quarrel! There is nothing unusual about the methods of the Tartars, we already have a way to defeat the enemy."

Everyone was taken aback, and asked in surprise: "What way?"

"That's what we're doing now." Zhu Yiyuan's eyes sparkled and his voice was steady, "We don't want to be rogues, we run the place, rely on the equalization of the land, unite the hearts of the people, twist the people into one fist, and prevent them from escaping blindly. That's how we broke the Tartars." Then we dig tunnels, repair fortifications, and use flexible and mobile tactics to deal with the Tartars. As long as we are not wiped out. In three to five years, ten years or eight years, our soldiers will be sharpened, and by the time At that time, we will be able to confront the Qing army head-on."

Zhu Yiyuan said: "The Qing court was able to drive away the people only because of the strength of the army at the moment, but as they entered the Central Plains, the Eight Banners' disciples must quickly fall. We used to be a mess, and the court was constantly fighting among themselves, and the government orders were not good. The army drove the refugees here, but they were unable to resettle them, so there was chaos before the war. But we are different, we can settle the people, and we can knead the scattered people together."

"So our current strategy is not to eliminate how many Qing troops, not to confront them head-on, but to win the trust of the people and protect the people. As long as we persevere, victory will definitely belong to us!"

Zhu Yiyuan stared at the people present, and said firmly: "Please believe me, everyone, our choice is right, we can win!"

(End of this chapter)