The Qing army was in a dilemma, and famous generals like Zhang Yong and Xian Guoan, who had experienced many battles, were doubtful. Although the credit cannot be entirely attributed to Zhu Yongxing, his role must not be underestimated.
Huh, Zhu Yongxing stuck his head out of the hot spring pool and exhaled a long breath. The fatigue of the past few days seemed to have disappeared in this long soak. After fighting back and forth, he finally had to start a decisive battle under Tengchong City. This not only made
He looked forward to it, but it also made him feel nervous.
If you win, western Yunnan will be shaken. Even Yongchang will be panicked and urgently ask for help from Kunming; if you lose... no, you will not lose. You are not allowed to think about failure. Zhu Yongxing stood up from the pool with a splash, dripping with water.
Go ashore boldly. Without the fearlessness to face death and the courage to fight in a bloody battle, how can we turn things around when the building is about to collapse?
The escape route is reserved for timid people and those who have choices. Do you still have a choice at this time? Cowering and retreating will make your hard work come to nothing and destroy the image you have painstakingly created.
Instead of self-destruction, it is better to bravely face the whizzing swords and cannon stones, be a patriotic soldier who resists the Qing Dynasty and marries his country, and let death become a glorious nirvana.
Zhu Yongxing got dressed, put on his helmet meticulously, and put the bright yellow oilcloth cloak on his body, then walked out of the thatched pavilion, and turned onto the mountain road under the protection of several guards.
The rain sometimes pours down, and sometimes it is like a woman who has not left the pavilion, half-hiding her face with her pipa in her arms, shyly floating down tiny drops. And there is a woman standing pretty at the corner of the mountain road, looking out, with the oil-paper umbrella and the bluestone road
Together they were shrouded in the hazy drizzle like smoke and sand.
Zhu Yongxing stopped and smiled, admiring this poetic and intoxicating scene. What attracted him to Mengzhu was not only her beautiful appearance, but also her gentle temperament, which was an indescribable temperament... just like the light rain in spring,
Sprinkling away withered branches and leaves; and like a slender hand, soothing a wounded soul. It is an extremely charming and intoxicating character.
I wonder who can resist a girl’s heartfelt care, consideration and soft words? And who doesn’t want to be knocked down?
Although Zhu Yongxing's footsteps were light, Mengzhu still noticed it and turned around with a sweet smile.
"Your Highness, look at this city -" Mengzhu stretched out her hand and pointed, and the ancient city of Tengchong appeared in her field of vision like a veiled girl, dancing to the song of farewell.
Looking up at the city surrounded by smoke and sand, one suddenly feels the deep sadness of the vicissitudes of life. Zhu Yongxing and Mengzhu stood side by side, savoring and remaining silent. Their poor words could no longer express that subtle emotion.
Half of the city is filled with smoke and sand, and soldiers are approaching the pond; who can fight for the world with gold and iron horses? Half of the city is filled with smoke and sand, and blood and tears are falling; half of the city is covered with smoke and sand, with broken armor, covering the horizon in red. Half of the city is covered with smoke and sand, falling with the wind; and in my hand, there is still a wisp of concern.
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Zhu Yongxing had a smooth and soft catkin in his hand. Facing the dreamlike half-city of smoke and sand, thinking about the upcoming war, both of them had complicated emotions. Half-city of smoke and sand, a sad concerto
, but isn’t half the city’s smoke and sand the breath of love?
"The men and women of our clan will fight with all our strength and will help His Highness win." Mengzhu half-snuggling on Zhu Yongxing's shoulder said softly: "Your Highness need not be depressed about this."
"Haha, do you think I look depressed?" Zhu Yongxing smiled slightly and said: "I was just tired yesterday. After planning for so long, I have thought of everything that should be thought of and prepared everything that should be prepared. I am just waiting for work.
Is there any reason to be invincible? I accept the wishes of your tribe. Those who have retreated to a safe place do not need to come to help in the battle. It is not yet the time for men, women, old and young to join the battle and fight. To be honest, I already feel that I owe you.
There are many clansmen.”
"Your Highness." Mengzhu glanced at the purple gold vine ring Zhu Yongxing was wearing, and said with a smile: "What's yours and ours? Listen to your birth status. Don't forget that you are regarded as a kinsman by us."
"Haha." Zhu Yongxing smiled at himself, pointed at Tengchong City at the foot of Laifeng Mountain, and said: "The Ming army has tens of thousands, and they should be the main force in the battle below the city. The Qing army has a long way to attack, and it is the rainy season, so the roads are muddy and difficult.
Okay, we will definitely be exhausted when we get to the city, and we have a great chance of winning."
"There are also His Highness's wonderful tricks." Mengzhu complimented him smoothly, and then said: "If you win this battle, Your Highness's reputation will spread far and wide. There will be more people coming to invest, and your strength will soar. If you go east to Annan, you have a good chance of winning.
It shouldn’t be too difficult to increase the number or directly destroy the Zheng and Ruan families, right?”
Zhu Yongxing smiled and shook his head slightly. It might be possible to destroy the Annan Zheng family in one fell swoop, but this would not be in the long-term interests. With the help of the Annan Zheng family, the Ruan family, the Mo family, and the already weak Champa Kingdom in the south,
The best strategy is to navigate the intricate relationships and obtain the maximum benefits at the minimum cost. After all, his main enemy is the Qing army, and he cannot devote all his troops and energy to Annan. If he is too hasty, he will fall into
If the Annan area is stable, then the gains outweigh the losses.
"Eating whales is not the best strategy, cannibalizing is a good idea." Zhu Yongxing analyzed the current situation in Annan and explained his own ideas to Mengzhu. Finally, he said with a bad smile: "The Three Kingdoms, no, it is a war between the Four Kingdoms. No one dares to let go.
We must do something to avoid ending up like a mantis stalking the cicada, with the oriole behind. And this is exactly what we hope to do. If we have a place to establish ourselves, our main goal of progress is still in Guangxi."
Mengzhu nodded repeatedly and heard what Zhu Yongxing said about the strategy of entering Annan. The main purpose was to launch a thunderous attack first to show deterrence; then treat the people under his rule leniently, use good governance to win over, and stabilize the occupied territory as quickly as possible; and then cooperate with
As Zheng competes for people's hearts, encroaching on them step by step, and expanding his foundation, he can't help but smile knowingly and keep rolling his eyes.
There was a soft sound of "Pah!", but it was Zhu Yongxing who slapped her palm with a smile, and said jokingly: "You, a spy, turned out to be here to spy on secrets, so you should be beaten."
Mengzhu was startled for a moment, then chuckled and said, "I'm just telling you, you will see through it. But my father and several village leaders said it's okay, and they will feel at ease if they find out clearly. You will be caught now."
If your foot hurts, please give it a beating if you want, Your Highness!"
"I'll fight -" Zhu Yongxing raised his hand very high, but when it fell, it was like a breeze blowing on his face. He only touched Mengzhu's pink face, and smiled and said: "Wait for the war, enter Annan
It’s always important to make it clear what you are anxious about. Well, if it’s me—you can follow the plan when you go to Annan, and you may be able to ask Na Song for help when you pass by Yuanjiang with Mr. Mu’s letter. That way
If so, you have to rely entirely on yourselves."
Mengzhu pondered for a moment and said angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about? Your Highness promised to go to Annan together, but you can't break your promise. God's envoy, Your Highness is the God's envoy, how could you--"
How could the messenger of God, the messenger of justice in the world, die before leaving the army? Zhu Yongxing felt relieved, laughed, and held Mengzhu's delicate body in his arms.