Chapter 142 Farewell, Fierce Battle at Maolu Mountain

The rumors may not have an immediate effect, but Huang Li is looking at the long term and does not expect the chieftains in Yunnan and Guizhou to swarm up and beat up Wu Sangui.

If the seeds of resentment and vigilance are buried, they will become time bombs. No one knows when they will explode. But for Wu Sangui, they are hidden dangers.

The two of them couldn't hide their excitement as they talked. Neither of them expected that their trip to eastern Sichuan would bring such a big surprise.

The appointment decree was issued by the third prince, and it was stamped with the seal of Prince Ding. This was much more valuable than what they boasted and claimed, and even An Kun had to look at it with admiration.

In fact, the two of them knew in their hearts that An Kun did not believe their words, but was really driven by Wu Sangui and wanted to find support and help.

"When we return to Shuixi, it will be a different scene and treatment." Chang Jinyin crossed his legs with a bit of pride, "Although An Kun cannot be made to obey orders, it is not a humble thing for us to rush to please.

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Ni Shenglong laughed and said: "It's a pity that Brother Ding has a future, but we still helped him get the post of Guiyang Prefect."

By fanning the flames with words, the trio who fought against the Qing Dynasty and restored the Ming Dynasty also had Ding Diaoding, who was staying in Shuixi at this time. Huang Li was very happy and did not forget this man.

Chang Jinyin nodded, but his expression gradually became more solemn, and said: "Since Your Highness is so trustworthy, we should do our best to repay the favor. After returning to Shuixi, we must step up our activities and persuade several chieftains to work together.

To build momentum."

Ni Shenglong pondered for a while and then said: "A certain person wanted to go to Yunnan and lobbied the chieftains of Yidong. He took advantage of Chang Jinyin to send troops to Guizhou and raised the flag to start an uprising, making the front line unsafe."

Ni Shenglong blinked his eyes, feeling quite unmoved.

But the appearance of Liu Xiang solved the worries and difficulties of all those who fought against the Qing Dynasty. Finally, Huang Ming Zhengshuo, who had no words to serve with loyalty, no longer wanted to raise the flag of righteousness.

"Brother, don't be so careless!" Yuan Dongbao patted Huang Li's shoulder, his true feelings showing his equanimity and worry.

"The general will remember it well. Your Majesty may be worried." Huang Li grinned, turned around and stepped off the trestle. With great skill, he jumped off the ship in a few steps.

Later, the Ming army used wooden cannons, and had to move the Qing soldiers closer before bombarding them. This gave Wu Sangui the illusion that he would use more force, so he rushed down the mountain and broke through the enemy's defense.

"Your Majesty." Bao Zhi suddenly knelt down on one knee, gave a small salute, looked at Liu Xiang and said, "General, I wish you success in your expedition to northern Sichuan."

The sound of muskets stopped, and it was no longer concentrated fire, but free shooting.

The flames of resistance to the Qing Dynasty can be said to be everywhere, but since the death of Yongli, Li Dingguo, and Zheng Chenggong, each family has been struggling with whether they have a small name that can appeal to far and near.

"It must have been an accident. Your army may complete the unplanned battle plan in July and deploy troops to support Shuixi. Remember, it was an accident."

Li Yue hesitated again and again, but also said: "The situation in Shuixi is simple, Uncle Liu must pay attention to the danger."

Xingshan County, Yilianpingshan.

Huang Li, Ni Shenglong, and Mulima listened respectfully and agreed. Bao Zhineng told the truth, which shows that he admitted frankly that he was fooling us into committing suicide.

Obviously, Bao Zhihe was not satisfied with the official position of chief envoy, and wanted to flex his muscles in Yunnan in order to obtain a smaller reward.

The trebuchet is still firing, and stone projectiles, fire bombs, and sky-shaking thunder are passing through the air, carrying the shadow of death, covering a smaller strike range.

Another group of green soldiers were urged to launch an attack. We bit the bullet, shouted to embolden ourselves, stepped over corpses and scattered swords and guns, and climbed hard towards the top of the mountain.

It was not the eighth time to retreat. From hundreds to thousands, the Green Camp soldiers suffered a blow we had never seen before.

Seeing that the green soldiers had not rushed to the top of the mountain, they were dozens of steps away, and they were sparsely firing arrows downwards. Wu Sangui and Tu Hai even frowned, thinking in unison: "The enemy is going to fight back."

La!"

Although they didn't know they would receive such a brutal blow, Bao Zhihe and others still felt chills in their backs. Fortunately, they were taking the lead from behind.

Calling myself the predecessor of Kaiping King Chang Yuchun, my ultimate goal is naturally to inherit the title that has been passed down to the forefront of the Chang family, like the Marquis of Huaiyuan.

There was indeed such a dilemma in history. For example, when the chieftain of Yindong started an uprising, he used the slogan "Now that the Mu family has no children, I will take care of the matter."

"His reputation must have spread to Yunnan. Later Ni's lobbying can solve the problem of whether Yindong Chieftain has the support to support him later."

When they arrived at the pier, everyone said goodbye and boarded the ship one by one.

Blood splattered and screams were heard, followed by a loud explosion of thunder. Amidst the fireworks, the green camp soldiers at the foot of the steep slope had to dodge, and were beaten until they cried like ghosts and howled like wolves, creating chaos.

But this is a stranger. I have spent so much time with Huang Li day and night, and my relationship is very deep. Thinking that I am going to Shuixi, a place of exploration, worry and sadness are unavoidable.

"Fire!" Following a long-suppressed cry, the gun exploded and white smoke rose.

We watched the last two charges from friendly forces. This miserable appearance was finally our turn. We still don’t know what kind of weapons the enemy will use next, and what kind of ending we will face.

Everyone laughed, and half of the sadness of parting was gone.

The bursting mud bombs flew around with flames, and the Qing soldiers attached to the flames screamed and howled, jumped around, stumbled and rolled.

But we still thought wrong. Did the Ming army at the foot of the mountain launch hundreds of wooden cannons to retreat from the bombardment of bullets?

With the signal to confiscate the soldiers, the Green Camp soldiers who were attacked would still have to rush down. We howled and whined and continued on our own path to death.

Under the steep slope, corpses of green soldiers can be seen everywhere, with different forms of death and bloody flesh. The weeds under the slope have been trampled into mud, and their words are as white as if they were burned by fire.

But now, Bao Zhihe and others' hearts sank.

Li Yue, Yuan Dongbao and others agreed in a low voice, brushing away the sadness of parting and re-energizing themselves to prepare for a new battle.

In the slightly narrow trench, there are a thousand cannon soldiers. We are divided into seven columns, seven are loaded and delivered, and there is only one shooter.

In the sight of Wu Sangui and others, the Qing soldiers who had not been directly hit by the fire bombs almost turned into burning men. They let out a miserable howl like a human voice, stumbled, rolled and struggled.

Sure enough, the flags at the bottom of the mountain waved slowly, and the white cannonballs flew over the top of the mountain and smashed up.

"You also stated that in your letter to King Qianyang, Bao Zhi, and he wants to reiterate your meaning to me."

As for Chang Jinyin, the little BOSS should be a battle of wits and courage, and ultimately defeat in his own hands!

The Qing soldiers next to them were as scared as snakes and scorpions, calmly avoiding them and letting out bursts of screams.

Wu Sangui and others looked at each other, trying to hide the shock and horror on their faces.

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After experiencing several small battles, Liu Xiang was still not used to seeing dead people. Regardless of whether they belonged to the Ming or Qing armies, reviving China was bound to be a thorny road filled with corpses and seas of blood.

"The words are like worries." Huang Li patted his belly, smiling confidently and depressedly, "I have obtained the true inheritance from the palace, and I am just waiting to show off my skills in Shuixi! If Bao Zhihe dares to come, you can catch me.

The dog’s head is used as a chamber pot.”

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Liu Xiang personally sent him to the riverside dock and walked there, giving instructions along the way.

It was quiet at the foot of the mountain, except for flags waving, figures swaying, cannons firing, and guns firing. The Ming army was so calm and quiet, but it made the Green Camp soldiers even more talkative.

The cannonballs include rocks as big as a human head, thunderbolts that do not emit blue smoke, and fireballs that are not burning with kerosene. It can be said that there is a rich variety.

"Before Ni Shenglong and Bao Zhihe, it is a bad thing for the Qing Dynasty to contact the Qing Dynasty for the uprising against the Qing Dynasty, but the fewer the people who are connected in series, the less safe the news will be leaked. If the time is right, it will only be defeated by the Qing army one by one, and the anti-Qing forces will lose nothing.

Strength."

This was before Emperor Jiajing succeeded Xiaotong, in order to stabilize his throne and win over his ministers, he conferred the title of marquis on the direct descendants of the Chang Yuchun, Li Wenzhong, Deng Yu, Tang and Qi families, and they were hereditary.

Liu Xiang also laughed out loud, but he knew that he was just bragging and trying to narrow everyone's hearts.

Liu Xiang secretly sighed, looked back, and called to the guards, "Hurry up and prepare, we have to return to Chongqing and prepare for the expedition."

Bao Zhihe and Tu Hai, who were watching the battle nearby, both had serious expressions on their faces. The Four Banners soldiers had suffered losses, and the Green Camp soldiers had suffered repeated setbacks. At this time, we no longer paid attention to it.

The ship sailed away from the dock and went up the river. The sails became larger and larger until they became a nearby point.

"An Kun has small ambitions and is indecisive. He is likely to make the same mistake in the battle with Bao Zhihe. It is certain that things can be done. They must put danger first, save their useless bodies, and wait for the future.

Come back."

Rows of clear soldiers were blocked by sparse musketry, as if there was a tangible wall behind them, and their heads were bruised and bloody.

Huang Li didn't feel sad about parting, but felt happy because he got what he wanted. He felt like a bird in a cage, finally able to break free and soar into the sky.

"The thieves don't have so few muskets?!"

The muskets went off like exploding beans, and continued to break off. The Qing soldiers were unable to retreat even an inch behind the sparse rain of bullets.

Even people like the founder of the country, Zhao Yinxuan, were pushed out to carry the flag.

Liu Xiang looked at the young man's sincere and caring eyes, and his heart was filled with waves. He smiled weakly and helped Huang Li up, and told him again: "Danger comes first, remember, remember."

At a distance of seventy meters, a row of lead bullets shot out, and blood splashed out. The Qing soldiers who were shot were like puppets, their movements stopped suddenly, and they were knocked to the ground in various postures.

The shooter stretched the musket forward and was caught by his teammate. Another one was thrust into his hand, he pulled the tap, installed the match rope, aimed, and shot, all with unfamiliar yet rapid movements.

Wang Yizheng, the admiral of Shaanxi, and Hu Maozhen, the new admiral of Huguang, looked at each other and shook their heads in unison, with solemn expressions on their faces.
Chapter completed!