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Chapter 169: Centralized management of prisoners of war, a method to increase the right to speak in the Qianlong Dynasty

"The Changmao in the south is making a big fuss. Everyone, please cheer up and don't be careless and get your head cut off by the Changmao!"

On the city wall, several green soldiers gathered together, chatting without a word. Li Youwen couldn't help but wrap up his thin clothes, exhaled, and moved as close to the torch as possible.

As the temperature dropped at night, all the logistics and armaments of their Guiyang Mansion had been embezzled by the officials. The only thing delivered to Li Youwen was a military uniform of seriously substandard quality.

Li Youwen, to put it bluntly, is not actually a Green Camp soldier.

It's just that there were too few soldiers in Guiyang Mansion, and they were eaten by the adults. Now that they heard that there was a fury in the south, they were afraid of being held accountable by the court, so they randomly captured some strong men and formed the "Xiang Yong". Because they were in Hunan, so This army of rural warriors was called the Hunan Army.

But no matter what, the worry beating in Li Youwen's heart now is not this thin military uniform, but the long hair in the south.

Although the Ming army's offensive was fierce, there were still some fast-moving wealthy businessmen, officials and defeated generals who fled to Hunan and complained to the local yamen about the "cruelty" of Changmao.

In their conversation, Changmao was not an ordinary hateful person.

They inspected the fertile fields, confiscated the property, forced people to cut off their braids, and distributed the land to the people... eh, wait a minute.

Thinking of this, Li Youwen suddenly felt that these long hairs were pretty good, and it would be better if they didn't cut off their braids: after all, in the Qing Dynasty, cutting off braids was a capital offense.

Although Li Youwen was moved, he also heard that these long hairs were all murderous. Although they gave the people land, they actually asked the people to work for them. After working hard for a year, they couldn't get a grain of rice. They all wanted it. Take it away to Changmao.

In addition, Changmao also enjoys cannibalism. Each Changmao eats ten children and two adults every day. Only docile people can be their slaves.

Thinking of this, Li Youwen couldn't help but shuddered and was a little scared.

Of course, some people say that Changmao is not Changmao at all. They are soldiers from the Zhu family dynasty in the past. They all wear white helmets and white armor. They say that they are wearing sackcloth and wearing mourning for Emperor Chongzhen. They are the dynasty of our Han people...

Anyway, there are all kinds of rumors, so Li Youwen, a common man, can't tell the difference at all, so he can only hold on to the gun assigned to him by the Yamen... It's a red tassel gun.

Muskets were such an important thing in the Qing Dynasty, how could they be given to mud-legged people?Even armor cannot be given to mud-legged people, and being able to issue uniforms to them is enough to prove the emperor's grace.

"Old Li, are you scared?"

Suddenly, next to Li Youwen, a bearded man who looked like a veteran patted him and couldn't help but smile: "Don't be afraid, we have this."

After that, he pointed to the cannon on the city wall.

This cannon looked old and rough, but when placed on it, it gave people a very safe feeling, which also made Li Youwen feel a little calmer.

Yes, our city is no ordinary city, but it has artillery!

If those longhairs dare to come, just fire and kill them!

"These cannons have been in the yamen for 80 years. I heard that they accompanied the regent in battles and pacified the Three Feuds. They are the most powerful weapons of our Qing Dynasty. Today I finally have time to use them."

The bearded man laughed loudly, and then said to Li Youwen: "Just keep your heart in your stomach. Our Guiyang Mansion is a dignified mansion. Even if the long-haired man wanted to fight, he would have to throw away thousands of corpses to get it." Down!"

"After this battle, we will be able to suppress the rebellion. I will be the commander-in-chief and you will be the general-in-command. Wouldn't it be wonderful?!"

With his beard and eyes burning, he looked very confident and full of ideas, but Li Youwen didn’t have so many ambitions. For him, he just wanted to live. Commander-in-chief and generals were not on his mind. among.

Forget it, it doesn't matter.

With this indifferent mentality, Li Youwen squatted on the city wall, leaned against the city wall, and fell asleep.

He didn't know how long it took, but he suddenly heard a commotion, and a bearded voice came to his ears: "Hey, wake up, wake up!"

Li Youwen woke up from his sleep in a daze, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a big bearded face.

He was stunned at first, but then he became very nervous: "What's wrong? Is Changmao calling?"

"The prefect is here to comfort the army!" The bearded voice was a little excited.

Hearing these words, Li Youwen was a little bored at first, and was about to turn over, but when he went to sleep, he heard the bearded man continue: "Tonight, each of us can get a bowl of meat porridge with shredded meat. And a reward!"

"A drop of money!"

Hearing these words, Li Youwen couldn't help but take a breath: "How can the official be so generous and give so much reward!"

Meat porridge and the like didn't matter, but the reward made Li Youwen's spirit shaken, and he felt that he suddenly had the motivation to fight.

"All generals."

The prefect of Guiyang looked polite and polite. He stood on the city wall with a smile, looked at the green soldiers around him, and said to everyone: "I know that you have all worked hard! In order to defend the Qing Dynasty and the emperor, you are all A hero of the country!"

"If we win this battle, after we capture Guangzhou, we will not seal the sword for three days!"

Although Guangzhou was originally the territory of the Qing court, this did not affect his being rewarded by the Qing court as a reward.

but……

It seemed like someone heard what the problem was.

"Conquer Guangzhou?"

Some people looked at each other, not understanding what this meant.

Aren't they here to defend the city?
Is it possible to take the initiative? !

This this……

The smart people were shocked, but for most people, they did not hear the underlying meaning of the prefect's words. They just shouted excitedly, saying things like 'Long live the Qing Dynasty' and 'Long live the Emperor'.

When the prefect of Guiyang saw this, he couldn't help but laugh. Then he stretched out his hand, motioning to the servants behind him to put down the money, and said to the green soldiers on the entire city wall: "In this case, let's..."

But before he finished speaking, there was suddenly a "rumbling" sound from the horizon.

This sound made them stunned. The prefect subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound, but the next moment, he felt a blazing heat around him!
"Boom--!!!"

"what!"

The cannon landed accurately on the prefect's position, and in an instant, blood rained down on the entire city wall.

"Ah~!"

"Shelling, we're under attack!"

"Hurry up, hurry up and hide!"

"..."

In an instant, the entire city wall was in panic.

Li Youwen was already stunned. There were bullet marks left by artillery shells everywhere, and various artillery points fell, making Li Youwen in a daze.

He was relatively lucky. Under the first round of intensive artillery fire, he was only hit by a few small stones and scratched his forehead. Blood flowed from his forehead. Feeling the cold blood clinging to his face, Li Youwen Only then did he react and stood up in a panic, trying to escape.

The magistrate had been blown into pieces. The bearded man next to him only had half his body left and was still crawling. He no longer looked like he said he wanted to be the commander-in-chief. Li Youwen was even more frightened. He He bravely took a look under the city gate, only to see countless torches twinkling like stars, advancing together.

"Kill!" "First to climb, first to climb!"

"..."

The noisy sounds and dust from the earth shrouded the night. Li Youwen was so frightened that he shivered and did not dare to say anything. He could only hide behind the pillars of the city wall, shivering. At the same time, he threw away the red tassel gun in his hand and held his head. , not daring to make any movement.

The entire Guiyang City was in chaos.

What Guiyang City encountered was the elites of the Xuande and Jingtai dynasties who opened the way. In Guiyang Mansion, there were only a few hundred soldiers and horses. They captured some strong men and barely managed to collect [-]. Most of them could not even understand the formation, so they were naturally powerless. Resist the Ming army's attack.

Just the sound of the cannon was enough to cause a complete collapse.

The entire Hunan and Hubei forces, under the command of Chen Huizu, the governor of Huguang on the front line, were all concentrated in Changsha City.

This Chen Huizu was the governor of Hubei. After the war, he was quickly promoted and became the temporary governor of Huguang. He was under the command of Wen Fu, the general who suppressed fuyuan. However, the general Wen Fu had not yet arrived, so Chen Huizu planned to trade space for time...

He is also a master of micro-management.

Li Youwen naturally didn't know what the big shot was thinking. Now he could only hope that the long hairs outside were not as scary as the rumors.

Several gunshots were heard in Guiyang City. The Qing army, which had some old guns, still wanted to resist. They hid behind the bunker and shot carefully, but unexpectedly they were immediately hit by the Ming army's firepower. The shooting scared the Qing army so much that they did not dare to come out. In the end, they were cut into pieces by countless bayonets from the Ming army.

"You, get up!"

Suddenly, a familiar accent came from behind Li Youwen. Li Youwen turned around cautiously and saw the dark muzzle of the gun pointed at him. He was so frightened that he quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed quickly: "Master, spare your life, soldier." Please spare my life!"

Seeing Li Youwen surrendering, the Ming army did not embarrass Li Youwen, and then asked: "Are you from the local green camp?"

"No."

Li Youwen answered honestly: "The prefect and the local masters Liu and Chen jointly invested money to form a township warrior called the 'Xiang Army'."

"Hunan Army?"

The Ming Army officer obviously laughed dryly, and then said: "What kind of rabble are you, and you dare to call yourself the 'Hunan Army'?! You really bring shame to Hunan!"

This Ming army soldier was obviously also from Hunan.

However, the soldier did not embarrass Li Youwen too much, and then shouted to the distance: "Bring a rope, tie it up early, and hand it over to His Majesty Jiajing early. Our work is considered completed!"

Although they are 'fellow countrymen', there is nothing worth saying to the soldiers of the Ming army.

Since they are enemies, we can't care about people from the same hometown but not from the same hometown. Moreover, this is hundreds of years later. For this Ming army soldier, the opposite side is the "soldiers who established slaves", so there is nothing to say.

In this way, Li Youwen was captured by the Ming army in ignorance, and had no intention of being included. Instead, he was gathered together, escorted by an army, and walked south.

Li Youwen glanced at Guiyang City.

An unfamiliar flag has been hung on the top of Guiyang City. This city, which he thought was invincible, fell under the control of Changmao in just half an hour.

The speed of these 'hairs' made Li Youwen deeply afraid.

"Too, too scary!"

At the same time, a terrible thought also appeared in his mind: "When these long hairs captured us, could they be trying to hoard them for military rations?!"

In this regard, Li Youwen had no choice but to silently pray in his heart that these "long-haired" people would take him back and become a slave in farming.

……

In Guilin Mansion, Zhu Houcong's face turned dark.

He never expected that Zhu Zhanji would be so simple and crude. He would treat all the prisoners of war as slaves to pay off his debts.

How should I put it... It didn't violate the rules Zhu Houcong had set before: the people of the Ming Dynasty could not be used as slaves.

These are all prisoners of war criminals from the Manchu Qing Dynasty. What do they have to do with the people of the Ming Dynasty?
Today, there are already thirty to forty thousand prisoners of war gathered in Guilin Mansion, and this number is still rising.

Zhu Di on the side couldn't help but smile softly when he saw Zhu Houcong like this, and then said happily: "This Zhanji really thought of a good idea... But Houcong, you don't have to worry, I have already asked Gao Xu and Li Bin Three generals, Liu Rong and Song Sheng, have led an army of [-] to attack Xingyi Prefecture. I will set off in a few days."

Zhu Di smiled and said: "This is a good idea. All the prisoners I captured will be handed over to Houcong to pay off the debt. Then Houcong will work hard to integrate the prisoners in the rear!"

Zhu Di also owes Zhu Houcong his slave!

Not only Zhu Di, but also many people.

Zhu Houcong felt that he might not be able to participate in this battle and could only be a prisoner of war handler.

but……

Not bad.

The corners of Zhu Houcong's mouth raised slightly.

For the prisoners of war, these kings who were eager to expand their territories naturally felt that they were a burden, but for Zhu Houcong, they were not bad.

After all, in the Qianlong Dynasty, Zhu Houcong could only deploy [-] soldiers, but if these prisoners of war were used, the Jiajing Dynasty's say in the Qianlong Dynasty would not only be as simple as [-].

"also."

Zhu Houcong nodded and continued: "Chengzu, I will ask the merged Jianzhou Battalion and Tu Mo's Manchuria Battalion to assist you. Although they are Manchus, they fight ferociously and are especially good at slaughtering Manchuria."

"If there are any prisoners, they can be escorted back... If the war goes unfavorably, the Jianzhou Battalion and the Manchuria Battalion will also go into battle."

Zhu Houcong smiled and said: "Chengzu doesn't have to worry about casualties. Just use them as you like... As long as the two slaves Tu Mo and Bing Bi don't die, the soldiers and horses of Jianzhou Camp and Manchuria Camp will be enough."

Hearing Zhu Houcong's words, Zhu Di couldn't help but be a little surprised, and then agreed to this proposal without hesitation.

"it is good!"

After Zhu Di nodded solemnly, he suddenly said to Zhu Houcong with a strange look on his face: "There is one more thing, Houcong... no, Emperor Shizong and Emperor Jiajing of Ming Dynasty, please discuss something."

"Chengzu, please tell me."

Zhu Di took a deep breath: "Next time you call me, can you use Taizong?"

"Okay Chengzu, I understand Chengzu."

Looking at Zhu Houcong's half-smiling expression, Zhu Di could only suppress his desire to go up and punch him.

Can't beat it after all.

"Okay, I'm leaving!"

　I recommend a book from a friend, "Emperor's Battlefield: I, Zhu Houzhao, I Like to Push Sideways"~
　　Still have it today, pay off the debt!
　　


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