Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 763 I Will

This night is destined to be a sleepless night. The fate of the empire facing two-sided battles cannot be changed. From west to east, allocating supplies, transporting troops, and transferring every ounce of power to the battlefield is not a small project. Even if you just move your mouth and give an order , Wen Du, who needed to be approved by the Cabinet Command, still had to rush to work overnight, and the lights in the temporary yamen of the Command in Sizhou were kept on until dawn.

As for Little William, it was put on hold first. Song Qingshu neither agreed nor refused, but ordered someone to invite him to the side now. He also knew that this might be the biggest turning point in his and his family's life. William also remained silent, quietly waiting for Song Qingshu's ruling in an old office on the edge of the headquarters.

Once in the desert of the South Asian subcontinent, he commanded the Special Forces of the Selected Front Army. He did not close his eyes for more than ten consecutive days, and took the family of the Mughal Tuwang who had always been anti-Ming. But even so, Song Yongzhong was not as tired as he is today. His eyes were as black as the bottom of a pot, and he even staggered a step while carrying the text that Song Qingshu had just sorted out, and Song Qingshu sighed after reading it.

"Tired?"

"Back to Commander, the general is fine!"

"Do you know what little William wants?"

These words made Song Yongzhong froze there again. Song Qingshu couldn't help but sat back at the desk after reading it. He knew what kind of person Song Yongzhong was. Ever since he was taken in by him, this guy was really loyal. Let him die, and he didn't frown on behalf of him. It was not so much selflessness as he was loyal to himself.

But the only thing that can surprise him is Yu'er!
"Okay, I get it! Go down and have a rest. Tonight, you take the train to Songjiang. If Xifan launches an attack from there tomorrow, you will be the commander in chief!"

Song Qingshu waved his hand, and Song Yongzhong, the king of Hades in this person's eyes, immediately bowed his head with fists in his hands, and answered simply.

"The last will obey!"

"Also, what happened to Little William yesterday must be kept a secret!"

If Yu Guo, last night's political marriage is the best choice, but men, after all, there are still some bottom lines that need to be adhered to. Song Qingshu is also a human being, and he also has selfish intentions!The meaning of marrying to Western Europe in this era is completely different from the era when women in his later generations were proud of marrying a foreign devil. Moreover, it was married to Britain, which was undergoing a bourgeois revolution and surging winds. King Charles I was guillotined, thousands of miles away. In addition, even with Song Qingshu's power, it is impossible to guarantee Yu'er's protection.

And Yu'er, to Song Qingshu, is really closer than her daughter!
The battlefield is a place where men bleed, how can we make women cry in exchange?
Song Yongzhong, who was walking out of the room in a hurry, was obviously stunned when he heard the order. He turned his head again, and the iron-blooded man silently bowed heavily to Song Qingshu, and stepped out of the room again in a hurry.

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The soldiers still don't know that their empire is about to face two wars at the same time. Perhaps their relatives in the rear are also under the threat of the Westerners. However, with the strong rise of national consciousness over the years, regaining their homeland and unifying the empire, But it still made every soldier of the Ming army in Sizhou who was about to go to the battlefield excited.

Originally, this was a defensive formation with a 40-strong army. It is not so easy to change it into an offensive formation. The stepped firepower arranged in the back needs to be dismantled, and all cannons need to be loaded on vehicles and transported to the front line. Infantry built wooden bridges, shouting and pushing heavy sports cars across.

Some unnecessary trenches were also filled, and at the very edge, under the fearful gaze of the braided soldiers on the opposite side, four behemoths soared into the sky. Rubber was introduced from the New World over the years, and the idea of ​​hot air balloons became a reality. Applying rubber seals, the camp that Dorgon managed painstakingly, like a big girl who took off her clothes, entered the eyes of Ming army investigators and was immediately recorded on the blueprint.

"My lord the cabinet!"

"Big guy!"

While digging, the soldiers who were transporting them suddenly stopped, and clasped their fists in surprise to salute. Even though he was busy all night last night, Song Qingshu still held his energy and came to patrol the camp, watching the soldiers salute him, as if that The tiredness was forgotten, full of kindness, Song Qingshu smiled and raised his right hand, returning the salute one by one.

A thousand troops are easy to get, but a general is hard to find!Even in today's era of semi-hot weapons, the role of generals is still huge. At this time, Song Qingshu's prestige even surpassed that of ordinary generals. In the eyes of the Ming army soldiers, Song Qingshu is the God of War. He led Daming from the dying body. Reborn from the ashes, led everyone to fight off the barbaric nomads, so that everyone's ancestors' clothes were preserved, so that they would not be turned into braid slaves. Now the big guys also believe that this time, Song Qingshu will lead them to victory.

It's just that while greeting students, Song Qingshu occasionally showed some bitterness on his face. This battle was definitely more cruel than any battle he had ever fought before. They would die in one day, and even the soldiers who survived the battlefield would not have a chance to rest, and they would have to return to the south of the Yangtze River non-stop to fight against the vicious Xifan.

And some people, I'm afraid when they go back, it will be too late.

As the commander-in-chief, he couldn't tell the truth, this kind of depression was unprecedented mental pressure.

The soldiers and horses have not moved, and the food and grass go first. What makes the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty go forward is not only the soaring patriotic enthusiasm, but also the increasingly perfect field medical system. The field hospital below.

A large area of ​​tents painted with red gourds, medical officers and nurses wearing red gourds and white caps come and go, they are also making preparations before and after the war to welcome the wounded soldiers who recede like the tide, medicinal materials, Hemostatic bandages, precious penicillin in stock, boxes and boxes were transported to various medical tents, and the medical staff passing through one by one did not even have time to salute Song Qingshu.

Fortunately, for these guys who control people's lives, Song Qingshu is enough to adapt, and he goes straight to Yu'er's main tent who is familiar with the road.

"Once the inventory is not enough, we will draw from these and go to the top! Seriously wounded should be put in area A first. At the gate of the field hospital, they must be clearly identified to avoid wasting medical resources..."

When Song Qingshu came in, Yu'er was explaining the precautions to his deputy. She was wearing a red gourd and white hat and a white robe. It's completely different from the shy good daughter. Yu'er is extraordinarily serious when she starts to work. She doesn't even care about Song Qingshu's arrival, she just keeps explaining.

Looking at her from the side, Song Qingshu didn't bother her, but just looked at her quietly. Yu'er is also his pride, his jewel, who can grow from an unknown Yangzhou skinny horse to a civilized one in the world today. Immortal doctor, an angel in the army, Yu'er not only relies on her own love, but also her unyielding strength and stubbornness. Looking at her, Song Qingshu always has a feeling of peace of mind.

After a while, it seemed that she had just finished explaining and sent out a few assistants. Just now, this strong woman finally regained her image as a good girl, sticking out her tongue cutely, and Yu'er saluted Song Qingshu embarrassedly.

"Father!"

"There is no need to be so anxious! There is still more than a day. Besides, I am invincible, and the form is not as difficult as you think. Why do you have to fight so hard? It looks like you are leaving this field hospital! "

Dotingly speaking, Song Qingshu patted Yu'er's hat in an old-fashioned way, making her wear it a little crookedly.Somewhat angrily, she turned the hat over, but Yue'er looked stiff, and grabbed Song Qingshu's shoulders with both hands.

"Of course my daughter has to explain quickly, because someone came to me this morning. Our commander-in-chief, the cabinet lord, has not slept for three consecutive days, and has not eaten four meals properly! This officer is the chief medical officer of the army. Absolutely can’t just sit back and watch!”

"Little Treasure!"

Song Qingshu shook his head with some headaches, he could think of the toes that could betray him, seeing Yu'er's raised mouth, Song Qingshu hastily raised his hands and surrendered helplessly.

"Yu'er, I am the commander-in-chief of the armed forces. Sometimes I am busy. After this battle, I will..."

"That doesn't work either. Serious illnesses are accumulated little by little. Today, you must eat with me! In the afternoon, you must also take a rest!"

"Success, success! Listen to Yu'er!"

The food in the field hospital was better than that of ordinary soldiers. They didn’t eat canned food. They bought vegetables, fresh meat, and eggs from nearby farmers. In particular, Yu’er bought some live shrimps. She cooked for lunch herself. , a stir-fried cucumber with shrimp and eggs, a spinach soup, a few pieces of chicken, but they are all delicious in color and fragrance. Just in this tent, it is rare for the father and father to reunite with a little warm family relationship. Yu'er kept stuffing shrimp and eggs into Song Qingshu with a pair of chopsticks. In the bowl, his belly was a little full.

"Yu'er, there is a general meeting in the afternoon!"

"Lie down!"

After lunch, Song Qingshu wanted to run away, but unfortunately at this time, the soldiers rebelled and hid far away. He couldn't help explaining that he was stuffed on the recliner by Yu'er, the domineering medical officer. On the other side, Yu'er turned out Guqin, those nimble fingers are like mortal elves, playing jingle dong dong.

"Only for a while, for a while~"

I was worried about it, and kept talking, but I was really tired this time. With the melodious sound of the piano, Song Qingshu's eyelids unknowingly became heavy, and gradually closed.

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"Where did the Qing army attack!"

Suddenly, he suddenly sat up from the reclining chair, but the sky had already darkened. Next to him, Xiao Bao, a traitor, was pacing back and forth like an ant on a hot pot.

"This jade!"

Holding on to the armrest with a headache, he stood up, stretched his waist refreshed, and turned his head. Song Qingshu waved his hand in helpless Duo Xiaobao: "Move the horse, hold a meeting of officers!"

"Big, handsome, Miss Yu'er, she..."

"What happened to Yu'er?"

Looking at Xiaobao's hesitant appearance, Song Qingshu suddenly felt an ominous premonition.

Bang Dang~ The county headquarters, the door of the side room was kicked open suddenly, but the inside was empty, Little William had already disappeared, his eyes were blood red for a moment, Song Qingshu roared and roared.

"Hurry up and chase!"

At this time, Yangzhou Railway Station, the military column.

Two divisions were dispatched from the front line, under the command of Song Yongzhong, and returned to Songjiang. On the platform, the infantry soldiers who received the secret mission were full of anxiety. They boarded the train and were mixed with the crowd. , exceptionally conspicuous.

"Brother Song, let's go!"

Little William had already boarded the train, but after listening to these words, Song Yongzhong's feet were still as if they had taken root, as if they weighed a thousand catties, and he couldn't take a step. as long.

"Yu'er, you, you don't have to go, the commander has already ordered..."

"Father is in trouble because he can't do it, so I must go!"

"Use me in exchange for Songjiang Yingtian's thousands of lives, Yu'er is willing!"

The only exception in the entire empire to Song Yongzhong is Yu'er, and only in front of her, Song Yongzhong can't tell a lie. Looking at that extremely firm face, his heart aches like a knife. Holding back, Song Yongzhong will His iron face remained icy cold, and he lowered his head slightly.

A puff of black smoke spewed out from the locomotive, and the heavy train, carrying a full load of soldiers, roared southward, chasing the tail of the train, a group of cavalry rushed into the station with red flags, unfortunately, There was nothing here but a choking smell of soot.

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(End of this chapter)