Chapter 50: Descending the Mountain
Kangxi waved his hand: "Your words are wrong, if I go to the front, I can boost morale even more, and then the Qing Dynasty will definitely be like a bamboo, and Wu Sangui is not ready to be captured?" ”
Mingzhu's face was full of bitterness: "Your Majesty, now the north of the Yellow River is our place, and when we get to the south of the Yellow River, maybe our people will be reversed that day, and if the emperor is trapped at that time, Wu Sangui will really be done once and for all." ”
Kangxi frowned: "It's not unreasonable for you to say it, then you tell me, pacify Wu Sangui, who can be a general?" If anyone recommends his own nephews and nephews again and loses the battle, I will do it with you! ”
The people in the whole court were silent, and no one could guarantee that they would be able to beat Wu Sangui, a veteran on the battlefield, so it was better not to recommend it than to recommend it to the whole family.
Kangxi saw that everyone was silent, and his anger came up: "When you encounter a good thing, you are scrambling one by one, for fear of falling behind others, and now that the country is in danger, you actually shrank your heads one by one, are you worthy of the flower feathers on your head?" ”
Mingzhu coughed: "The minister has someone to recommend." ”
"Who?"
"The crown prince and the prince Tuhai!"
"He? He is recuperating at home. ”
"We don't know anything about military affairs, if we want to come up with a charter, we have to come to the sea!"
"Come on, see you at Xuantu Hai!"
On the other side, Wu Sangui smiled: "I thought it would take some effort, we advanced to Huguang so quickly, and according to this situation, we can drive the Tartars out of Beijing in less than three years." ”
Hu Guozhu laughed: "Everyone says that Houjin Tartar is brave and invincible, and one is ten, and it is nothing more than a few battles, I think this world must belong to my father." ”
Xia Guoxiang is not as optimistic as them: "Father, the places we are fighting these days basically have the old department of the father, of course it is easy to cooperate with the outside, and then to the north, there is no old department." ”
Wu Sangui nodded: "Now that Sichuan and Shu are in our bag, and Wang Fuchen of Shaanxi is also one of our people, we only need to decide whether to consolidate our power and rule the Tartars by dividing the river, or drive them out of the border in one go." ”
Xia Guoxiang smiled helplessly in his heart, Wu Sangui is indeed old, if he was young, he would have taken Guan Ning's iron cavalry straight to Huguang, where would he think about consolidating the rear or something, this battle is a momentum, as long as the momentum is there, this battle cannot be lost, once the momentum is gone, those so-called allies will immediately defect, and when the wall falls and everyone pushes it, no one can save them.
Thinking of this, he hurriedly said: "Erchen thinks, we must fight quickly, fight the Tartars by surprise, after all, the land of Huguang is far away from the capital, and when they come to their senses, we have already taken Huguang, and when the time comes, we can plot the world, and we can draw the river and rule after a map." The initiative will be completely in our hands. ”
Wu Sangui nodded: "Just do as you say!" ”
In the film and television drama, the rebellion of the three feudatories was fought in a few episodes, but this battle was fought for eight years in history, and it was not until Kangxi killed Wu Sangui that the victory and defeat were decided. Wu Sangui also lost his ambition because of his old age, so those allies could not see hope, so the allies rebelled one after another, and the outcome was decided.
But now, it was the time when Wu Sangui was powerful, so Kangxi didn't realize how difficult his situation was.
Besides, Cheng Xiaolian, who was on Butterfly Mountain, had been persuading Zhai Songjin to go down the mountain to do something, but Zhai Songjin couldn't bear it and let him continue to connect arrows.
Of course, Zhai Songjin knew that now was a good opportunity, but there was no half of the success rate, and he didn't want Cheng Xiaolian to make a senseless sacrifice, after all, the Ming Zhu family had shed enough blood for this.
Knowing that Cheng Xiaolian had been on the mountain for eight months, Zhai Songjin finally brought back an exciting news that the army in Kunming City had been mobilized, and at this time, everyone understood that Wu Sangui was going to build another military center of his own.
A place like Yungui has not been suitable for a military center since ancient times, because of the inconvenient transportation, the troops of other countries have blocked your doorstep, and you have received news from the front line that the enemy army is attacking, and the cucumbers and vegetables are cold.
Wu Sangui can't give orders in Yunnan at all, so he needs to build a new place as his base, after the army withdrew, it means that the high pressure here no longer exists, as long as Cheng Xiaolian doesn't use Yuan Xiaosan's name to let people hear, there is no risk.
So Cheng Xiaolian decided to go down the mountain, and at this time he also understood Zhai Songjin's kindness, and stopped him from going down the mountain in order to save his life.
The night before preparing to go down the mountain, Cheng Xiaolian finally asked the question that he had been holding in his heart.
"How did you get to this mountain?"
"When I came back from Burma, my heart was like ashes, but my parents who were affected by the body should not easily commit suicide, and besides, it was better for me to kill two Tartars and then die, so I went up this mountain, but those Miao people didn't like the Han people, so I could only build a small wooden house on the other side of the mountain, barely surviving on this mountain."
Cheng Xiaolian scratched his head: "Who did you learn this ability from?" ”
"I was born in martial arts since I was a child, and my father said that there are enough people in the Ming Dynasty, and there are few heroes like Yuan Inspector, so he never harshly asked me to read Confucian books, but found me a military book and war strategy, hoping that I can prosper the Ming Dynasty. It's a pity that before I can learn this thing, Daming is gone. ”
Cheng Xiaolian's eyes were bright: "Believe me, Daming will come back." ”
"Are you sure?"
"Nope."
"So what kind of are you telling me? It brought tears to my face. ”
"My surname is Zhu, and I am destined to have to rebel against the Qing Dynasty and restore my sight in this life, I don't want to be robbed of my family and exterminated when I am seventy years old, but some things are easier said than done, our ambitions don't have to be so high first, how about avenging the ministers who cursed the water first?"
"Let's both go for revenge? Are you dreaming? ”
"Hmph, Lao Tzu has a cloud-piercing arrow, and thousands of troops come to see each other, do you believe it?"
"I don't believe it."
"Do you want to make a bet?"
"The silver left over from my body is enough for the two of us to eat for three days, if you don't dislike me, I'll bet with you, anyway, if you win, you invite me to dinner, and if I win, I'll invite you to dinner."
"I told you a long time ago, I have a silver ticket in that cabin, and you won't let me get it, but it's not gone when I go again?"
"Don't talk about all this uselessness, where are we going next?"
"Kunming."
"What are you going to do in Kunming?"
"I bought a garden somewhere, and raised a lot of people, which will be the prototype of our team."
"Are you reliable? If we go, they won't sell you to Wu Sangui's people, right? ”
"People's hearts are unpredictable, why don't you just know if you go and see them?"