Chapter 964 This is the end of the journey - burying Kangxi
The Emperor is in danger! The Qing Dynasty is about to end!
When Zhang Tingyu, the most trusted adviser of Emperor Tongzhi of the Qing Dynasty, stood on the city tower of Kaitianfu City, Beijing, raised his telescope to look at the battlefield, his heart suddenly became cold. Because in his position, you can clearly see a team of Mongolian cavalry using the cover of a forest to quietly detour the left wing of the camp that Emperor Tongzhi Yinreng defended, that is, to the east.
Moreover, Zhang Tingyu also discovered that although the front of the Qing army camp, that is, on the battlefield in the south, was very lively, Yin's army did not really fight, but instead took power to attack.
At first glance, there were cannons roaring, rockets flying, flags waving, and from time to time there were Cossack soldiers lined up with flintlocks with bayonets and shouting the slogan "Ulaula" to launch wave after wave of attacks. It seemed to be fighting very fiercely. But as long as you know some knowledge of military tactics and formations, it is not difficult to see from Zhang Tingyu's position that those Cossack soldiers and Yin's Mongolian soldiers under your command were just performing.
First of all, the Cossack soldiers holding muskets did not mean to open fire near the Gulei guarded by the Qing soldiers. They just placed guns at a distance of seventy or eighty steps - at this distance, the smoothbore gun had no accurate head at all, and it was impossible to cause much casualties.
Secondly, when the smoke from the volleyball and artillery filled the battlefield, the group of Cossack soldiers began to shout slogans "Ulaula", but while shouting the slogans, they did not see them step forward, but instead stepped on the spot. Although some grenades would hold grenades and drill into the smoke, throwing a few wooden grenades at the Qing army's positions from afar, creating a little chaos... but it was just a little chaos.
Third, while the Cossack soldiers on the front line fired guns, shouted slogans, and threw grenades, the Cossacks and Mongolian cavalry behind had no intention of following up. Except for a small number of people shaking flags behind the Cossacks who were raiding guns, several teams of cavalry were running around to create smoke and dust. Others were digging trenches and building fortifications around a large village.
Zhang Tingyu is so smart, and he is also familiar with the martial arts and is very familiar with the fighting styles of muskets and sugar medicine. Seeing this scene, you will know that his master, Emperor Tongzhi Yinreng, is likely to finish it!
"Brother, the sixth prince is thinking..." Zhang Tingyu looked up at the sky, his face even more ugly, "He wants to wait until it gets dark before rushing out of the forest and go around the emperor's camp to launch a raid?"
"Probably?" The eldest prince Yinzhi also has no practical experience, but he is standing high and can see clearly now, so he naturally knows what the Sixth prince Yin is thinking.
But even though he knows, it is not easy to pull Yinreng... And does he really want to pull Yinreng?
If Yinreng is gone, who should the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty be?
"Brother, you must save the emperor!" Zhang Tingyu said, and then knelt down to the eldest prince Yinzhen, "You are the emperor's biological elder brother... If the emperor is gone, you will be thorny in the sixth prince's eyes."
"Hengchen, get up quickly!" The eldest prince Yinzhen quickly helped Zhang Tingyu up, "The emperor is our brothers and brothers, and our masters. Of course, it is impossible for us to refuse to save him..."
He said this and then it came to an abrupt end. The Tenth Prince Yin? I immediately took over the topic and said, "In the second brother, we will definitely be saved. Moreover, saving the second brother is to save the Qing Dynasty. We also have a share of this Qing Dynasty!"
"That's right, we have one in the Qing Dynasty!" Yinzhen then said, "I don't know how to forget this one?"
Yinyou, who had always been honest, sighed: "I am a man who is not in the world, so it's better not to have this, but the soldiers, women and children under the banner are all looking at each other!"
Yinsi finally looked at Zhang Tingyu and said, "Hengchen, our brothers are all aimed at the emperor... The King of Kabul gave our brothers a few Guangshanku silver bills of 10 million silver rupees per person, and we would not help him!"
Having said that, how can Zhang Tingyu not understand?
These guys are starting the price and need to increase the price!
If Mr. Tongzhi fights well, these masters will need less. But the current situation seems to be beneficial to Mr. Liu. Of course, they have to raise the price point fairly...
"But the emperor has no money!" Zhang Tingyu looked up at the good princes of the Qing Dynasty with a sad face, "To be honest, our eight banners of the Confucian Republic have been suffering in recent years and are almost going to eat grass. Not to mention the extra money, even the 50 million silver rupees are not available!"
Behind Yin? is Guangshanku Bank, which is the central bank of the Indian Empire, and its status is the same as that of the official bank of the Ming East Factory. The corresponding Indian Empire is also very large. Yinreng’s Western Qing Dynasty was sold in a package, and it was impossible to compete with Yin? Even Yinreng’s Mingfather, it would not be possible to use the money for Yinreng to compete with Yin?!
Yinzhi smiled and said, "Hengchen, we know that the emperor has no money... but it doesn't matter. We are brothers and sisters! How can the relationship between brothers and sisters be measured by money? Brothers and sisters should share blessings and difficulties together. Now that the emperor is in trouble, we will help him take responsibility. When the emperor conquers India, he will definitely share it with us... right?"
"Yes, yes..." Zhang Tingyu nodded quickly and said yes.
Yinzhi nodded and asked, "Then what is the way to divide this India?"
What? Dividing India? Isn’t this too dark?
Zhang Tingyu didn't know what to say? It would be fine to capture India and add money to a few princes. With the Indian Empire, the money tree is here, even if you give a silver rupees of 100 million or 200 million.
But divided India... In the years since Kangxi Khan captured northwest India, he devoted most of his energy to building a unified Indian empire. He spread Buddhism, opened sects and scholars, set up provinces, and established the Eight Banners and the Eight Banners of the Indian Eight Banners, and kept looking for excuses to cut off the vassals of the Tianfang Sect, Hinduism, and Sikh local princes. In short, all kinds of methods were used up, just to twist the scattered Indian empires together.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! But now the princes mean that they just want to divide the Indian Empire into pieces, and then the brothers and the others will divide each other!
But with this point, the Indian Empire, which had finally been gathered a little, had to be dispersed again.
This Indian Empire is rich but not strong when it is tied together. If it is dispersed, it will not be bullied by the Ming and Frank for generations in the future?
Seeing that Zhang Tingyu didn't say anything, the princes seemed a little unhappy - it wasn't that he was angry with Zhang Tingyu, but that he was angry with Yinreng. Zhang Tingyu was Yinreng's soundtrack, and he was hesitant and unable to speak now, which means that Yinreng had never explained this at all!
Yinzhi raised his face and said to Zhang Tingyu: "Hengchen, go back and tell the emperor that our brothers have little demands, so they want to make some land in the rich India. It is better to divide the Indian Empire into two, half of which are given to the Confucians, the three Eight Banners and the Korqin tribes... Of course, the Confucians, the three Eight Banners and the Korqin tribes will all belong to the emperor. The other half will divide the sixteen shares, the sixteen banners of Qing and Mongolian banners to get one. The income of each piece of land should be roughly equivalent, and there should be three to four million silver rupees every year!
In addition, the 24 Qing, Confucian, Mongolian flags and the Korqin tribes in the river, Kazakhstan, and Afghanistan are still in the same place.”
This is to cut the Indian Empire into forty-one portions!
After hearing this, Zhang Tingyu was a little worried about the country and the people of India. However, after all, he was not Ah San, and he represented the interests of the Eight Banners of Confucianism!
"Grand Prince," said Zhang Tingyu, "I will definitely pass on your words to the emperor. I believe the emperor will agree. But rescuing soldiers is like putting out fire..."
"I know, I know," Yinzhi smiled, "It's not delayed... Our brothers and others will immediately lead their troops out of the city and form a bridge in the west of Kaitianfu City. Hengchen, you can immediately go to the Emperor's camp to report the letter, and then take the imperial edict from the emperor's fief to us to talk to our brothers. You can talk about the specific seal, and first set the fief's annual income of three million silver rupees."
Zhang Tingyu breathed a sigh of relief, stood up quickly, clasped his fists at the princes: "Jiang will come, please come, and the princes will hurry up... I am a great Qing Dynasty, and I will fight this battle!"
Yinzhi nodded with a smile: "Then go quickly, let's wait for your good news on the south bank of Mishui!"
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In the Qing army camp on the north bank of the dense waters, this was the most lively time for the war. Emperor Yinreng, the Emperor Tongzhi of the Qing Dynasty, had recovered from the initial panic and went to the front line to take charge.
Although they used the "Tongzhi" year name, this "Yin" generation is much more powerful than the "Zai" generation in history. Although he has never fought much, it is the first time he has done it with real swords and guns. However, his martial ethics are quite abundant. Every now and then, he has to take his eight-banner elite soldiers of the Confucian Banners to fight wolves on the grassland and falcons on the Tianshan Mountains. Every year, he has to boast about his martial arts power on the Kazakh grassland with the princes of Korqin to shock the Russians and the Russians next door - the Russians and Kangxi, Yin? Well, he is not intimate with Yinreng. He has been neighbors on both sides for so many years, and he doesn't know how many Mao girls are sent to teach Yinreng's Rakshasa...
In addition, the martial ethics of the Eight Banners of Confucianism are also high. Although the Western Qing Dynasty took Confucianism as a prominent academic, its talent selection mechanism was the martial arts examination - examining military strategy, examining riding and shooting. Except for a few who have backgrounds (there are not many noble people within the Eight Banners of Confucianism), most of them were riding and shooting. In addition, the territory of the Eight Banners of Confucianism was not peaceful, not only were wild animals present, but many of the broken grassland tribes became horse bandits, so everyone had guns in the Eight Banners of Confucianism, and guns were kept away!
Yinreng was now wearing the bulletproof breastplate and helmet rewarded by Ming Dad, and sat upright on the stool. He was less than a hundred steps away from the line of fire, almost at the forefront to supervise the battle! From time to time, shells fell and exploded, and sometimes the blown sand fell at Yinreng's feet, but the Qing emperor didn't blink.
Two large flags were inserted fifty or sixty steps away on his right side, forming a flag gate shape, fluttering violently in the wind. The left side was embroidered with "Anti-Yuan and Restoring Qing" and the right side was embroidered with "Straightening India!"
Yinreng's yellow jacket soldiers stood in a row in front of the two big flags. Everyone was holding ghost-headed swords, with a row of long spears inserted behind them, and many of them had bloody heads hanging on the tips of the guns! They should have escaped and were caught and killed!
Under these heads, there were also a row of wooden boxes, all of which were opened, and the lids were full of silver rupees! There were punishments and rewards. Every time Yinreng's soldiers defeated the enemy, they could give them rewards!
At this time, the sound of cheering came to mind on the battlefield again - another round of feint attack by the Cossack soldiers was repelled. Yinreng shouted loudly: "Reward! There are many rewards!"
Below was a shout of "yes".
Perhaps the night had gradually faded, and after the Cossacks' attack was repelled, the battlefield finally became quiet, with only the heavy smoke and bloody smell, which was still unwilling to dissipate in the night wind.
The Qing army's counterattack artillery lit a forest, and the ignited fire reflected a large area of night sky red. Even the army on the Sanjingchi Road dozens or hundreds of miles away could be vaguely seen.
The army of this route is full of cavalry, with a number of about 20,000 people. Needless to say, it is the army led by Kangxi Khan who was looking back.
Kangxi Khan himself was in a yellow curtain at this time, and his pants were taken off halfway. He sat on a carved toilet with a golden knife and was angry... While he was angry, he was muttering: "Why did he have diarrhea? Why did he get tired again? He has taken so much garlic medicine, why is it not good?"
It turned out that Kang Mazi had diarrhea after sweating... This time he was really tired, not pretending.
Kangxi's stomach was originally pretty good, and he had a good appetite and had few diarrhea... But since he came back from the "return" photo, he ate and drank a lot, and it seemed that he had eaten the stomach and intestines. His stomach and intestines were hungry for so long, and he could not digest big fish and meat. Suddenly, all kinds of oil and water poured in. He couldn't stand any kind of stomach and intestines, so Kang Mazi's stomach and intestines were covered and he became disordered.
Kang Mazi was in trouble with this disorder, and he marched all the way!
Not only does it have diarrhea, it also hurts! He didn't feel pain when he pretended to be terminally ill before, but why does it hurt now?
What is even more worrying is that the high-end garlic medicine imported from the Ming Dynasty is useless to take - allicin is an antibiotic, which has antibacterial and antibacterial effects. Kangxi now mostly suffers from gastrointestinal dysfunction and of course antibiotics cannot be cured. But Kangxi didn't know, and he thought he had something big problem... This pretending illness has come true. How can Kang Mazi not be in a hurry?
What made him even more anxious was that he could see the fire in the direction of Kaitian Mansion in Beijing now... This means that Yin? Yinreng is fighting fiercely there! His plan to lead the snake out of the cave has been completed. Now, as long as he leads troops to Kaitian Mansion, Yinreng can be banned.
If Yinreng is encircled, will the unification of the Great Mongolian be guaranteed?
Chapter completed!