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"Fart!" Sure enough, Duduo scolded angrily, slammed the table and said, "If you send more troops and horses, won't Meng Ke send more troops?"
Malashi is now one of the few important generals left under Duduo, and he was also reprimanded in this way. The other Gong Acha, Tan Tai, Zuo Mengeng, Li Shutai, and Ye Chenlue were naturally He was as silent as a cicada, not even daring to express his voice.
These days, perhaps due to too much pressure, Duduo's mental state has entered a state of extreme anxiety and almost collapse. This is true for the general, not to mention the soldiers under his tent.
The reason why the reconnaissance cavalry dispatched in the past two days never returned was not only due to the large number of Qin army's cavalry. The Qing army's low morale and lack of fighting spirit were also one of the reasons that cannot be ignored.
Ye Chenlue, who was more thoughtful, even suspected that the reconnaissance cavalry sent were not completely surrounded and suppressed by the Qin army, and it was possible that some of them took the opportunity to quietly desert.
Whether it is from the commander or the ordinary soldiers, what they see is a scene of the country's demise. As a Han Chinese who surrendered to the Manchus very early, Ye Chenluo couldn't help but sigh in his heart: If he had known this, what would he have done back then. .. ..well!
Ye Chenlue knew that he was in too deep and it was difficult to turn back. He cautiously suggested: "Your Majesty, now we can only send a team of troops to keep an eye on the whereabouts of Meng Ke's army, and secondly to constantly harass them and look for opportunities to rob them. forage;
Meng Ke's army of 100,000 people has countless grain and fodder. If it can destroy its grain and fodder, the Qin army will collapse without a fight. In short, even if you can't rob its food routes, you can at least grasp the whereabouts of the Qin army, so that you won't know anything about it like you do now. "
Ye Chenlue's plan was so conservative that even ordinary soldiers could think of it, but it became Duduo's only choice because no one could come up with any other better plan.
The question is, how many troops should be sent? Who will lead the charge
There are fewer soldiers and horses, obviously they are still delivering food, so they can only send more. But if you send too many, this supply will become a problem, and your mobility will be greatly reduced.
Such a job was obviously a hard and dangerous job, thankless, and no one wanted to go through this muddy water, so everyone fell silent again.
Duduo's anger had just subsided a little, but when he saw this situation, his anger suddenly rose again: "A bunch of trash, trash... Tan Tai, I will give you five thousand troops. You go!"
Tan Tai was shocked. This was a matter related to his wealth and life. He was afraid that he had to say it. He knelt down with a bang and said: "Your Majesty, five thousand troops... this... this is too few." Meng Ke is said to have nearly 40,000 cavalry. Our current horses lack fine materials and cannot outrun the Qin army’s horses. What if..."
Tan Tai didn't dare to say anything bad. He was already in his early fifties and had always been arrogant by nature, but he was frightened in front of Duduo who was in a semi-crazy state.
Unexpectedly. This time Duduo didn't get angry. He said coldly: "Five thousand is too little, so I will give you ten thousand. Do you have anything else to say?"
Dodo didn't get angry. Tan Tai did not feel relaxed. On the contrary, Duduo was moody. Making him even more nervous, he dared not say another word.
In this way, Tan Tai was put on the shelf, and with 10,000 cavalry and a little dry food squeezed out by the whole army, he headed towards Xiayi.
In Shangqiu City, Duduo began to prepare. As soon as Meng Ke's army entered within a few dozen miles, he would immediately send people to dig out the embankment. Meng Ke's entire army would be annihilated by then.
Duduo was persistent, but Ye Chenlue was in a heavy mood when he walked out of the government office.
Duduo's performance these days seemed hysterical and his emotions were often out of control, which made Ye Chenlue's confidence disappear little by little. When he took refuge with the Manchu Qing, the Manchu Qing's troops were not as large as they are now. But at that time, the Manchu Qing was like the rising sun, shining brightly, attacking from here and there, and invincible.
And now, although there are still tens of thousands of troops, let alone ordinary soldiers, even a commander like Duduo has fallen into a semi-mad state in the face of the declining situation. Can the Qing Dynasty be saved?
Ye Chenlue and his soldiers entered a tavern on the street and asked for some wine. Under the rule of the Qing Dynasty, hungry people were everywhere, and even the army could not eat enough. In places like Shangqiu, there was no food to make wine. Every time Ye Chenlue came to drink sour wine brewed from wild fruits.
Even this kind of fruit wine is not something ordinary people can drink.
Ye Chenlue was Gushan Ezhen, a title that was very high in the Qing Dynasty. It was only slightly lower than Gushan Beizi, also known as Lord Beile.
"The Qing Dynasty..." Ye Chenlue sighed sadly while drinking the wine. The Qing Dynasty was over. Regardless of others, you would know that the Qing Dynasty was over just by looking at Duduo's changes.
"Xu Siliu, have another pot!"
"Yes, yes, sir, you will be here soon, Lord Dutong. You will be here soon."
The owner of the shop, Xu Siliu, was a man in his forties with a slim build. Every time Ye Chen came over, he always had a harmless smile on his face, even though it was said that his whole family had died in the war;
Ye Chenlue suddenly admired Xu Siliu. He couldn't help but think, if his whole family died, would he still be able to laugh like Xu Siliu
Thinking of this issue, Ye Chenlue became even more depressed. The King of Qin had already issued an ultimatum in the Northern Expedition. If some Han people left the Manchu Qing Dynasty immediately, they could forget about it; if they continued to act as a harbinger of the tiger, the whole clan would be punished in the future. Slaves for generations.
Now it seems that the Qing Dynasty will not last long, what should I do? Do you really want to follow the Manchu and Qing Dynasties all the way to darkness
This sudden thought gave Ye Chen a slight jolt. He didn't want to think about King Qin's Northern Expedition, and he didn't want to face this problem. However, after this thought suddenly appeared, he couldn't put it aside even if he wanted to. open.
At that time, Zhu Yuanzhang was also very cruel to his enemies. In addition to the death penalty imposed on his commander, his subordinates like Chen Youliang and others were also relegated to low status forever.
With Qin Mu's powerful style of building the capital, he was even better than Zhu Yuanzhang. Ye Chenlue did not dare to doubt the strength of his future implementation of his Northern Expedition edict.
Seeing that the Manchus were really dying, did he really want to be buried with the Manchus? Ye Chenlue began to ask himself repeatedly
On the street outside the door, the people walking around were in ragged clothes and looked dull, as if they didn't know that the war was coming;
The sky was overcast, but it didn't look like it was going to rain; a beggar at the street corner got a dead rat from nowhere, removed its internal organs in the ditch, and was lighting a fire under a tree to roast it;
Seven or eight Qing soldiers passed by, probably smelling the aroma of meat. The crowd gathered around, grabbed the roasted rat, kicked and beat the beggar, and then several people rushed to eat it. The rat was not big, and there were more people than meat, so it was inevitable that the meat would be unevenly distributed. Soon, several people beat him for it. stand up.
Duduo's original military order prohibited soldiers from looting in the city in order to maintain basic order in the city. But the soldiers probably thought there would be no problem in robbing a beggar of a mouse.
Ye Chen slightly watched the whole thing from beginning to end, but was too lazy to care. However, this scene further stimulated his emotions. The once arrogant Eight Banners soldiers had been reduced to the point of snatching a dead mouse from a beggar. They even got into a group over this. What kind of combat effectiveness would such an army have
If Ye Chen slightly saw disappointment in Duduo. So what he saw from these Eight Banners soldiers fighting for a dead rat was complete despair.
"The Qing Dynasty is over!" This low sigh finally escaped Ye Chenlue's mouth.
Xu Siliu bowed in the dilapidated counter. As if he was catching lice, after hearing Ye Chenlue's sigh, he narrowed his eyes slightly and observed Ye Chenlue's expression calmly.
"Xu Siliu. Have another pot." Even if the wine is not intoxicating, everyone will get drunk. Ye Chenlue's voice sounded a little floating.
"Master Tutong, there is no more wine..."
"What?" before Xu Siliu finished speaking. Ye Chen stood up suddenly, walked to the counter, held his collar and shouted, "Say it again."
"Lord Dutong, please spare my life, Lord Dutong, please spare your life... little man..."
"Stop talking nonsense, let me ask you if you still have wine?"
"Lord Tutong... The fruit wine is really gone... Sir Tutong, listen to what I have to say. The fruit wine is gone, but... "
"But what?"
"Lord Tutong, when my little girl was one month old, I buried a few jars of daughter red under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the back garden. I originally planned to wait for her to get married... wuwuwu... Who? Knowing that she... The year before last, my little girl was only twelve years old, but she was raped to death by bandits. Sir, I have been reluctant to touch this wine. I just want to keep it as a thought... Today Since Lord Tutong wants to drink, just follow the villain."
"Lead the way." Seeing Xu Siliu, a grown man, crying with tears on his face, and remembering the rumors of his tragic death, Ye Chen loosened his collar slightly.
Xu Siliu led Ye Chenlue to the backyard, and several soldiers also followed in. Xu Siliu found a hoe, and sure enough, he dug up several jars of wine from under the osmanthus tree. Ye Chen slightly impatiently patted After opening the mud, I took a big gulp on the spot, which was so satisfying.
Several soldiers were drooling at the sight. Seeing that there was still more wine, Ye Chen said to the soldiers: "If you want to drink, take a jar."
"Thank you, sir. Thank you, sir." Several soldiers were overjoyed. They grabbed a jar of wine, opened the mud seal, and passed it around to drink.
Xu Siliu hid aside and watched without saying a word. Ye Chenlue and seven or eight of his soldiers were sitting in the corridor drinking. It had been a long time since they had drunk such a fragrant wine. Everyone cheered. However, after a cup of tea, Ye Chenlue and several of his soldiers fell down. , seems to be drunk... .
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ps: Yesterday, I accidentally went to the China Mobile Reading Base and found that "Ming Yang Tian Xia" has more than one million clicks there. My last book "The Illegitimate Son of the Song Dynasty" had even better results, with nearly four million clicks. There are 491 monthly tickets this month. What I want to say is, in fact, these are of no use. Readers have spent a lot of money, but all the author can get is a pitiful fraction. For example, if the subscription income is 10,000 yuan, the author will probably receive several hundred yuan. The settlement will be settled after six months... Brothers, come to Qidian. Just download the Qidian client on your mobile phone. Come to Qidian, send virgins, young women, queens... Hehe, also I don’t know if the mobile reading base will remove my book from the shelves... I have to say, mobile is too dark!
*(To be continued...)
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