"Chief Siwei, when he collected the remains of my father, he has taken great care of my brother over the years and showed great kindness. It is really difficult for our Zheng family to repay Siwei." Zheng Yanbei solemnly gave Siwei a big gift.
"Second Master Zheng said something serious. I think our two families are family friends. I can't repay you for your little help." Siwei stretched out his hand to help him and said with emotion: "After decades, the Mengshan Ke tribe finally returned.
Dian Province, you and I have finally come together again, and we will support each other and build great causes together from now on."
The flesh on the great witch's face twitched a few times, but he still had the same cold expression, and said in a deep voice: "Supporting each other and sharing weal and woe, this is what we should do. But the major events have not yet been decided, so it is not the time to toast to celebrate."
Siwei and Zheng Yanbei sat in awe, listening attentively, knowing that what they were talking about now was the most confidential matter, which was related to the future development plans of the two families.
"Yongli is the co-owner of the world. Before His Highness Min has full wings and people's hearts have returned, he should not move lightly. If necessary, he must be protected. The blockade of contact should be carried out immediately, without sparing money and manpower, and the imperial court will not be able to easily communicate with Yunnan Province.
." The great witch's cold voice sounded faintly, going straight into the ears of Siwei and Zheng Yanbei, making them extremely frightened.
"The prince is already twelve or thirteen years old, but within two or three years, it will be a big obstacle for His Highness Min to succeed as King Tuba... There are many jungles in Myanmar, the climate is hot and humid, poisonous insects and miasma are hard to guard against, and the ministers are not well protected, which may cause the prince to be poisoned.
, it is not surprising to be sick...but this matter should not be rushed, it must be dealt with slowly, without leaving any trace...His Royal Highness held a heavy army in his hands and accomplished extraordinary feats. His Majesty was cowardly and lost the crown prince..."
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Yang Wu ran away? After Zhu Yongxing heard the letter sent by the forward Chen Guogong Wu Zisheng, Zhu Yongxing couldn't help but sigh. It was inappropriate for him to detain the envoy. He was afraid that it would scare the snake and make him suspicious and fearful, so he fled.
Forget it, just run away, he is just a small person, and his troops are only two thousand, so it should not affect the overall situation.
Putting aside this little entanglement, Zhu Yongxing motioned to Yi Cheng to continue reading. It was a reply from Yuanjiang Nasong. When he was in Tengchong, Zhu Yongxing asked the Zheng family to send someone to deliver the letter to Nasong. Because he felt that Nasong seemed to be a rather stubborn person.
An impulsive guy should not echo Tengchong's ideas and act without authorization, thereby disrupting his overall plan.
"... Nasong said that he was contacting the generals who surrendered to the Qingming Dynasty and the Tudong chieftain, and the results have been achieved. If we wait until July and August, when the Qing army's food and grass are about to run out, we will have a good chance of winning. In addition, he is eager to discuss with His Highness.
, and have prepared a lot of food and grass for His Highness to conquer Annan, and can also send local soldiers to assist..."
"July and August are too hasty. Our army is not sure of Annan. How can we provide assistance?" Zhu Yongxing shook his head and denied Na Song's somewhat arrogant judgment. "Write to him and tell him that the date of the uprising will be decided in consultation and the contact will be lowered."
The general and the local officials should try to keep a low profile and keep it secret so as not to make it known to everyone. In addition, let him mobilize the people under his control, dig trenches and erect stakes, and strengthen the city as a plan to hold on."
Perhaps Nasong was very confident in his native soldiers, but Zhu Yongxing knew how big the gap between the two was when facing the Qing army led by Wu Sangui. There was no chance of winning in a field battle, and he could barely survive by holding on to the city. Moreover, contact was made at this time
Most of the chieftains are very good at both ends of the spectrum, and wanting to start a war in the east of Guidong is entirely Nasong's wishful thinking.
According to Zhu Yongxing's analysis and judgment, the chieftains in the eastern part of the country may be very afraid of Wu Sangui, and there are a large number of Qing troops stationed in Kunming, so they dare not act rashly. When Wu Sangui led his army north to suppress the Shuixi Uprising in Guizhou, some chieftains in the eastern part of the country united and took advantage of the situation.
It started and had a great impact.
Therefore, Zhu Yongxing was not as arrogant as Na Song, thinking that if he raised the flag of righteousness, the crowd would respond. At least until the Qing army showed signs of defeat, Zhu Yongxing felt that he should not be too optimistic.
Yi Cheng wrote down the key points one by one, looked up at Zhu Yongxing, and asked if he had anything to add.
"Oh, and -" Zhu Yongxing raised a finger and said: "Please Nasong collect ships and build as many as possible. If our army uses water as a road, we can quickly reach Yuanjiang from Annan. Also.
Yes - the meeting place is tentatively decided to be in Yuanyang, and he can take a boat down the Yuanjiang River. And - forget it, we will set off tomorrow, and we can discuss it soon, let's talk about it then! By the way, I'll return it
I want to see the messenger and ask about the situation in Yuanjiang."
Seeing that Zhu Yongxing had no explanation, Yicheng resigned and left. Zhu Yongxing was left alone in the room, thinking hard.
The foundation is not solid and the capital is not much. Every battle must be considered with great concentration, and you dare not neglect it! Zhu Yongxing thought about it and sighed helplessly. The Tengchong battle was just a small setback for the Qing army, but the victory at the tactical level was not
It is difficult to reverse the balance of strength and weakness in the overall strategy. Only by conscientiously fighting one battle after another can the passive situation be slowly changed.
Victory is easy to say, but what if it is a defeat? A small defeat may be able to sustain it, but if it is a big defeat, then I am afraid it will be doomed? This kind of war situation where you cannot afford to lose is really unbearable. If you can concentrate on fighting,
That's all, but you still have to worry about whether Yongli's monarchs and ministers will go crazy and get rid of the name of being left behind; you still have to deal with various people, either to show them power, or to give them favor, or to spend all your time...
...so tired, so tired!
Zhu Yongxing nestled himself in the chair, closed his eyes slightly, and stroked his forehead to relieve the sudden depression in his heart. Unknowingly, he slowly fell into a drowsy light sleep. Then he suddenly woke up in panic and found that he was in a dream.
Zhu Zheng covered him with a thin quilt with concern on his face.
"Azhu - I feel so tired!" Zhu Yongxing breathed out a soft breath, put his arms around the girl's waist, and buried his head in her chest, not caring that his inner weakness was revealed.
Mengzhu let Zhu Yongxing hug him and stroke his short hair. After a while, she said softly: "Your Highness, there is a small matter that I don't dare to make the decision. I was about to report it——"
"Since it's a small matter, you can make the decision yourself. I don't want to talk, so just let me hold you for a while!" Zhu Yongxing hugged her tighter. The fragrance and warmth of the girl made him feel relaxed and peaceful. He wanted to keep it as tight as possible.
It'll take a little longer.
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I am tired both physically and mentally, and my future is unpredictable. But I still have to go on the road and achieve my goals one by one. This is my destiny.
Starting from Mo Nai, the army passed through Pu'er, walked through Simao, and meandered eastward along the border of southern Yunnan, finally arriving at Yuanyang on June 17.
The nearly twenty-day transition was not only a march, but also an exercise and an expansion of influence. It cannot be called a display of "military muscles" now, but it can prove to the chieftains and the people that the Ming army's power is still there and that the situation in Yunnan Province still exists.
Big variables. Although the Qing army has the advantage, the Ming army may not be unable to resist.