novelAbuy Chapter 139 Geng Jingzhong: Lacking in Martial Morality
Chapter 139 Geng Jingzhong: Lacking in Martial Morality
When Wang Yuan heard the words "restored freedom to the people," he felt his muscles boiling. For the first time, he was so happy to be an ordinary citizen.
If he had known that he had just arrived in Nerchinsk, he would have wanted to sell his family's traditional noodle soup and accumulate his first pot of gold in Nerchinsk.
Wang Yuan believes it will be within two years.
He is the richest man in Nerchinsk.
As a result, the Wang family, consisting of more than a dozen people, had to work in the fields every day. The land in Nerchinsk was extremely hard, and they couldn't possibly endure it. If they continued like this, the whole family would die.
Fortunately, Qi Yanzhao arrived at the crucial moment and issued policies that seemed to be specifically tailored for him, providing land and slaves.
In just over a year, he opened a grain shop again and became the richest merchant in Nerchinsk.
Thinking of this, Wang Yuan knelt down with a thud and kowtowed towards Beijing in the south.
"Your Majesty is benevolent; this humble subject kowtows in gratitude for Your Majesty's grace!!"
Qi Yanzhao nodded upon seeing this, and strode towards the governor's mansion, surrounded by his personal guards.
The next morning, five thousand soldiers marched south from the south gate of Nerchinsk in neat formation. Among them were two thousand Han soldiers who needed to be relieved of their posts and three thousand barbarian servants.
Chen Liu was stationed in Nerchinsk. After the entire army left the city, he immediately ordered the city gates to be closed.
Besides Qi Yanzhao, the army was led by Aguda and his wife Jin Ge, while Andrei, whose hair was already tied up, followed closely behind, his face full of excitement.
"Great Han!"
"I am coming!"
On the eighth day of the seventh month of 1675 AD, twenty li outside Shanyin City, Shaoxing Prefecture, in an endless expanse of farmland.
The Han army of 60,000 men faced off against Geng Jingzhong's army of 100,000 men, while Liu Mu led 3,000 imperial guards to the rear.
It's quite a coincidence.
Liu Mu knew that Geng Jingzhong was a fickle man, so after writing a personal letter to persuade him to surrender, he immediately rebelled and led a large army to launch a surprise attack on Shanyin, hoping to catch Geng Jingzhong off guard.
Upon receiving the letter, Geng Jingzhong immediately confirmed that Liu Mu was in Hangzhou. He then led all 100,000 elite troops on a raid, intending to emulate Liu Mu's all-in approach to Beijing and secure victory in one battle.
As a result, the two sides bumped into each other midway!
Liu Mu cursed the fickle and deceitful man.
Geng Jingzhong also vehemently denounced the Tartar emperor as untrustworthy.
As the drums sounded, Pan Yulong, as the commander-in-chief of the three armies, drew his imperial flintlock pistol and shouted.
"Form ranks! March in step!"
Ten guards and thirty thousand musketeers trampled the newly sprouted rice seedlings in the fields beyond recognition.
The situation was the same on Geng Jingzhong's side, with more than 10,000 musketeers advancing all the way, followed by seven or eight thousand archers.
As for why no cannons were used, it's because the soil in Hangzhou is too soft, and we happened to be in a rice paddy, so it was impossible to push them around or use them, otherwise they would have gotten stuck in the mud.
In such a situation, it all comes down to whose musketeers are more capable and less afraid of death than their pikemen!
As the two sides rapidly closed in, the Han army opened fire first when they were a hundred paces apart, and Geng Jingzhong's soldiers fell one by one. This was the advantage of long-barreled muskets.
After the first rank of 6,000 musketeers finished firing, they quickly retreated to reload, and the second rank swiftly took over, inflicting further damage on Geng Jingzhong's army.
Geng Jingzhong, watching from the rear, was furious. He never expected that the muskets he had bought at great expense from the Portuguese and Dutch would be so useless that the Han army couldn't even get a glimpse of them.
"All troops, charge!"
"Cavalry, follow me and flank us!"
"Whoever slays the Tartar emperor will be granted the title of Marquis with ten thousand households!"
"kill!"
Although Geng Jingzhong was fickle, he was also a man of courage. Knowing that there was no way to retreat, he directly ordered his army to attack, and at the same time led 5,000 elite cavalry to flank Liu Mu from the rear via the official road!
At Geng Jingzhong's command, all the soldiers stepped through the mud, donned their cold weapons, and charged towards the Han army.
Pan Yulong almost burst out laughing when he saw this. This was simply a godsend, because they had trained in this kind of cold weapon charge many times.
"Heavy shield infantry, charge!"
"Spearmen, hold back!"
At Pan Yulong's command, three hundred small shield carts blocked the front of the army. While the spearmen pressed down on the shield carts, their nearly five-meter-long spears extended out from the gaps in the shield carts.
Puff puff.
Before Geng Jingzhong's army even arrived, they were hit by musket fire, falling one by one on their way to charge. By the time they reached the shield carts, they had already been shot at four or five times.
However, that was all. After Geng Jingzhong's most elite force of over 10,000 men was exhausted by the firearms, the army began to collapse, and they all turned and fled for their lives.
"Fix bayonets and charge!"
Pan Yulong was extremely excited upon seeing this, and gave the order at the top of his lungs while pulling the trigger.
With a bang, as if on command, the Han soldiers, each with bayonets fixed, charged directly at Geng Jingzhong's fleeing army.
We absolutely cannot stop at this point.
If Geng Jingzhong's army is given a chance to regroup, the close combat will result in even greater casualties.
While the situation was one-sided, Geng Jingzhong's side had already entered the official road and were heading straight for Liu Mu.
These five thousand cavalrymen were the result of the combined efforts of Geng Jingzhong's father and himself, two generations of hard work. Each of them wore chainmail with cloth-covered iron armor, and their warhorses were top-quality Mongolian horses. Every cavalryman was incredibly brave.
They charged with incredible speed, and Geng Jingzhong, seeing Liu Mu's Imperial Guards so close at hand, almost went mad.
What use is this kind of imperial guard?
Isn't it just a vase from the palace?
Two hundred steps, one hundred steps, eighty steps!
Sudden.
The Imperial Guards all moved aside, revealing nearly three hundred cannons.
Looking at the dark, gaping muzzle of the cannon chilled Geng Jingzhong to the bone.
"Galdan, you have no martial virtue!"
Bang bang bang.
As the three hundred cannons fired, grapeshots were launched one after another, and the cavalrymen fell from their horses as if struck by lightning.
"Brothers, charge!"
Liu Dingbian had been waiting for this opportunity, and as soon as Geng Jingzhong's cavalry speed was interrupted, he charged forward.
The distance was only eighty paces. As soon as he started sprinting, Liu Dingbian swung his saber and killed one of Geng Jingzhong's cavalrymen with a single blow.
Puff puff.
The cavalry, whose speed was interrupted, were like lambs to the slaughter, dying one by one under the sabers. Geng Jingzhong was squeezed in the middle by his personal guards, and he was also extremely anxious.
"Fight back! Fight back!"
Unfortunately, the army was in disarray. After two rounds of attacks by the Han army, Geng Jingzhong was finally defeated. Ma Dingbian personally chopped off his hand and captured him alive in front of Liu Mu.
Liu Mu looked at Geng Jingzhong with curiosity.
He certainly looked imposing and extraordinary. If he were truly a rebel against the Qing dynasty and a restorer of the Ming, perhaps he could be kept and put to use.
such a pity.
A fickle person is not welcome anywhere.
Geng Jingzhong was pale as he looked down at Liu Mu, who was neither spitting nor cursing at him.
Instead, he knelt directly on the ground. (This is from a Weibo post by Weiquxiaoshuo.)
"Your Majesty, spare me! Fujian and Zhejiang are all yours, all yours!"
"Don't kill me!"
Liu Mu shook his head upon hearing this!
"Drag him away and chop him up!"
When Wang Yuan heard the words "restored freedom to the people," he felt his muscles boiling. For the first time, he was so happy to be an ordinary citizen.
If he had known that he had just arrived in Nerchinsk, he would have wanted to sell his family's traditional noodle soup and accumulate his first pot of gold in Nerchinsk.
Wang Yuan believes it will be within two years.
He is the richest man in Nerchinsk.
As a result, the Wang family, consisting of more than a dozen people, had to work in the fields every day. The land in Nerchinsk was extremely hard, and they couldn't possibly endure it. If they continued like this, the whole family would die.
Fortunately, Qi Yanzhao arrived at the crucial moment and issued policies that seemed to be specifically tailored for him, providing land and slaves.
In just over a year, he opened a grain shop again and became the richest merchant in Nerchinsk.
Thinking of this, Wang Yuan knelt down with a thud and kowtowed towards Beijing in the south.
"Your Majesty is benevolent; this humble subject kowtows in gratitude for Your Majesty's grace!!"
Qi Yanzhao nodded upon seeing this, and strode towards the governor's mansion, surrounded by his personal guards.
The next morning, five thousand soldiers marched south from the south gate of Nerchinsk in neat formation. Among them were two thousand Han soldiers who needed to be relieved of their posts and three thousand barbarian servants.
Chen Liu was stationed in Nerchinsk. After the entire army left the city, he immediately ordered the city gates to be closed.
Besides Qi Yanzhao, the army was led by Aguda and his wife Jin Ge, while Andrei, whose hair was already tied up, followed closely behind, his face full of excitement.
"Great Han!"
"I am coming!"
On the eighth day of the seventh month of 1675 AD, twenty li outside Shanyin City, Shaoxing Prefecture, in an endless expanse of farmland.
The Han army of 60,000 men faced off against Geng Jingzhong's army of 100,000 men, while Liu Mu led 3,000 imperial guards to the rear.
It's quite a coincidence.
Liu Mu knew that Geng Jingzhong was a fickle man, so after writing a personal letter to persuade him to surrender, he immediately rebelled and led a large army to launch a surprise attack on Shanyin, hoping to catch Geng Jingzhong off guard.
Upon receiving the letter, Geng Jingzhong immediately confirmed that Liu Mu was in Hangzhou. He then led all 100,000 elite troops on a raid, intending to emulate Liu Mu's all-in approach to Beijing and secure victory in one battle.
As a result, the two sides bumped into each other midway!
Liu Mu cursed the fickle and deceitful man.
Geng Jingzhong also vehemently denounced the Tartar emperor as untrustworthy.
As the drums sounded, Pan Yulong, as the commander-in-chief of the three armies, drew his imperial flintlock pistol and shouted.
"Form ranks! March in step!"
Ten guards and thirty thousand musketeers trampled the newly sprouted rice seedlings in the fields beyond recognition.
The situation was the same on Geng Jingzhong's side, with more than 10,000 musketeers advancing all the way, followed by seven or eight thousand archers.
As for why no cannons were used, it's because the soil in Hangzhou is too soft, and we happened to be in a rice paddy, so it was impossible to push them around or use them, otherwise they would have gotten stuck in the mud.
In such a situation, it all comes down to whose musketeers are more capable and less afraid of death than their pikemen!
As the two sides rapidly closed in, the Han army opened fire first when they were a hundred paces apart, and Geng Jingzhong's soldiers fell one by one. This was the advantage of long-barreled muskets.
After the first rank of 6,000 musketeers finished firing, they quickly retreated to reload, and the second rank swiftly took over, inflicting further damage on Geng Jingzhong's army.
Geng Jingzhong, watching from the rear, was furious. He never expected that the muskets he had bought at great expense from the Portuguese and Dutch would be so useless that the Han army couldn't even get a glimpse of them.
"All troops, charge!"
"Cavalry, follow me and flank us!"
"Whoever slays the Tartar emperor will be granted the title of Marquis with ten thousand households!"
"kill!"
Although Geng Jingzhong was fickle, he was also a man of courage. Knowing that there was no way to retreat, he directly ordered his army to attack, and at the same time led 5,000 elite cavalry to flank Liu Mu from the rear via the official road!
At Geng Jingzhong's command, all the soldiers stepped through the mud, donned their cold weapons, and charged towards the Han army.
Pan Yulong almost burst out laughing when he saw this. This was simply a godsend, because they had trained in this kind of cold weapon charge many times.
When Wang Yuan heard the words "restored freedom to the people," he felt his muscles boiling. For the first time, he was so happy to be an ordinary citizen.
If he had known that he had just arrived in Nerchinsk, he would have wanted to sell his family's traditional noodle soup and accumulate his first pot of gold in Nerchinsk.
Wang Yuan believes it will be within two years.
He is the richest man in Nerchinsk.
As a result, the Wang family, consisting of more than a dozen people, had to work in the fields every day. The land in Nerchinsk was extremely hard, and they couldn't possibly endure it. If they continued like this, the whole family would die.
Fortunately, Qi Yanzhao arrived at the crucial moment and issued policies that seemed to be specifically tailored for him, providing land and slaves.
In just over a year, he opened a grain shop again and became the richest merchant in Nerchinsk.
Thinking of this, Wang Yuan knelt down with a thud and kowtowed towards Beijing in the south.
"Your Majesty is benevolent; this humble subject kowtows in gratitude for Your Majesty's grace!!"
Qi Yanzhao nodded upon seeing this, and strode towards the governor's mansion, surrounded by his personal guards.
The next morning, five thousand soldiers marched south from the south gate of Nerchinsk in neat formation. Among them were two thousand Han soldiers who needed to be relieved of their posts and three thousand barbarian servants.
Chen Liu was stationed in Nerchinsk. After the entire army left the city, he immediately ordered the city gates to be closed.
Besides Qi Yanzhao, the army was led by Aguda and his wife Jin Ge, while Andrei, whose hair was already tied up, followed closely behind, his face full of excitement.
"Great Han!"
"I am coming!"
On the eighth day of the seventh month of 1675 AD, twenty li outside Shanyin City, Shaoxing Prefecture, in an endless expanse of farmland.
The Han army of 60,000 men faced off against Geng Jingzhong's army of 100,000 men, while Liu Mu led 3,000 imperial guards to the rear.
It's quite a coincidence.
Liu Mu knew that Geng Jingzhong was a fickle man, so after writing a personal letter to persuade him to surrender, he immediately rebelled and led a large army to launch a surprise attack on Shanyin, hoping to catch Geng Jingzhong off guard.
Upon receiving the letter, Geng Jingzhong immediately confirmed that Liu Mu was in Hangzhou. He then led all 100,000 elite troops on a raid, intending to emulate Liu Mu's all-in approach to Beijing and secure victory in one battle.
As a result, the two sides bumped into each other midway!
Liu Mu cursed the fickle and deceitful man.
Geng Jingzhong also vehemently denounced the Tartar emperor as untrustworthy.
As the drums sounded, Pan Yulong, as the commander-in-chief of the three armies, drew his imperial flintlock pistol and shouted.
"Form ranks! March in step!"
Ten guards and thirty thousand musketeers trampled the newly sprouted rice seedlings in the fields beyond recognition.
The situation was the same on Geng Jingzhong's side, with more than 10,000 musketeers advancing all the way, followed by seven or eight thousand archers.
As for why no cannons were used, it's because the soil in Hangzhou is too soft, and we happened to be in a rice paddy, so it was impossible to push them around or use them, otherwise they would have gotten stuck in the mud.
In such a situation, it all comes down to whose musketeers are more capable and less afraid of death than their pikemen!
As the two sides rapidly closed in, the Han army opened fire first when they were a hundred paces apart, and Geng Jingzhong's soldiers fell one by one. This was the advantage of long-barreled muskets.
After the first rank of 6,000 musketeers finished firing, they quickly retreated to reload, and the second rank swiftly took over, inflicting further damage on Geng Jingzhong's army.
Geng Jingzhong, watching from the rear, was furious. He never expected that the muskets he had bought at great expense from the Portuguese and Dutch would be so useless that the Han army couldn't even get a glimpse of them.
"All troops, charge!"
"Cavalry, follow me and flank us!"
"Whoever slays the Tartar emperor will be granted the title of Marquis with ten thousand households!"
"kill!"
Although Geng Jingzhong was fickle, he was also a man of courage. Knowing that there was no way to retreat, he directly ordered his army to attack, and at the same time led 5,000 elite cavalry to flank Liu Mu from the rear via the official road!
At Geng Jingzhong's command, all the soldiers stepped through the mud, donned their cold weapons, and charged towards the Han army.
Pan Yulong almost burst out laughing when he saw this. This was simply a godsend, because they had trained in this kind of cold weapon charge many times.
When Wang Yuan heard the words "restored freedom to the people," he felt his muscles boiling. For the first time, he was so happy to be an ordinary citizen.
If he had known that he had just arrived in Nerchinsk, he would have wanted to sell his family's traditional noodle soup and accumulate his first pot of gold in Nerchinsk.
Wang Yuan believes it will be within two years.
He is the richest man in Nerchinsk.
As a result, the Wang family, consisting of more than a dozen people, had to work in the fields every day. The land in Nerchinsk was extremely hard, and they couldn't possibly endure it. If they continued like this, the whole family would die.
Fortunately, Qi Yanzhao arrived at the crucial moment and issued policies that seemed to be specifically tailored for him, providing land and slaves.
In just over a year, he opened a grain shop again and became the richest merchant in Nerchinsk.
Thinking of this, Wang Yuan knelt down with a thud and kowtowed towards Beijing in the south.
"Your Majesty is benevolent; this humble subject kowtows in gratitude for Your Majesty's grace!!"
Qi Yanzhao nodded upon seeing this, and strode towards the governor's mansion, surrounded by his personal guards.
The next morning, five thousand soldiers marched south from the south gate of Nerchinsk in neat formation. Among them were two thousand Han soldiers who needed to be relieved of their posts and three thousand barbarian servants.
Chen Liu was stationed in Nerchinsk. After the entire army left the city, he immediately ordered the city gates to be closed.
Besides Qi Yanzhao, the army was led by Aguda and his wife Jin Ge, while Andrei, whose hair was already tied up, followed closely behind, his face full of excitement.
"Great Han!"
"I am coming!"
On the eighth day of the seventh month of 1675 AD, twenty li outside Shanyin City, Shaoxing Prefecture, in an endless expanse of farmland.
The Han army of 60,000 men faced off against Geng Jingzhong's army of 100,000 men, while Liu Mu led 3,000 imperial guards to the rear.
It's quite a coincidence.
Liu Mu knew that Geng Jingzhong was a fickle man, so after writing a personal letter to persuade him to surrender, he immediately rebelled and led a large army to launch a surprise attack on Shanyin, hoping to catch Geng Jingzhong off guard.
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Upon receiving the letter, Geng Jingzhong immediately confirmed that Liu Mu was in Hangzhou. He then led all 100,000 elite troops on a raid, intending to emulate Liu Mu's all-in approach to Beijing and secure victory in one battle.
As a result, the two sides bumped into each other midway!
Liu Mu cursed the fickle and deceitful man.
Geng Jingzhong also vehemently denounced the Tartar emperor as untrustworthy.
As the drums sounded, Pan Yulong, as the commander-in-chief of the three armies, drew his imperial flintlock pistol and shouted.
"Form ranks! March in step!"
Ten guards and thirty thousand musketeers trampled the newly sprouted rice seedlings in the fields beyond recognition.
The situation was the same on Geng Jingzhong's side, with more than 10,000 musketeers advancing all the way, followed by seven or eight thousand archers.
As for why no cannons were used, it's because the soil in Hangzhou is too soft, and we happened to be in a rice paddy, so it was impossible to push them around or use them, otherwise they would have gotten stuck in the mud.
In such a situation, it all comes down to whose musketeers are more capable and less afraid of death than their pikemen!
As the two sides rapidly closed in, the Han army opened fire first when they were a hundred paces apart, and Geng Jingzhong's soldiers fell one by one. This was the advantage of long-barreled muskets.
After the first rank of 6,000 musketeers finished firing, they quickly retreated to reload, and the second rank swiftly took over, inflicting further damage on Geng Jingzhong's army.
Geng Jingzhong, watching from the rear, was furious. He never expected that the muskets he had bought at great expense from the Portuguese and Dutch would be so useless that the Han army couldn't even get a glimpse of them.
"All troops, charge!"
"Cavalry, follow me and flank us!"
"Whoever slays the Tartar emperor will be granted the title of Marquis with ten thousand households!"
"kill!"
Although Geng Jingzhong was fickle, he was also a man of courage. Knowing that there was no way to retreat, he directly ordered his army to attack, and at the same time led 5,000 elite cavalry to flank Liu Mu from the rear via the official road!
At Geng Jingzhong's command, all the soldiers stepped through the mud, donned their cold weapons, and charged towards the Han army.
Pan Yulong almost burst out laughing when he saw this. This was simply a godsend, because they had trained in this kind of cold weapon charge many times.
When Wang Yuan heard the words "restored freedom to the people," he felt his muscles boiling. For the first time, he was so happy to be an ordinary citizen.
If he had known that he had just arrived in Nerchinsk, he would have wanted to sell his family's traditional noodle soup and accumulate his first pot of gold in Nerchinsk.
Wang Yuan believes it will be within two years.
He is the richest man in Nerchinsk.
As a result, the Wang family, consisting of more than a dozen people, had to work in the fields every day. The land in Nerchinsk was extremely hard, and they couldn't possibly endure it. If they continued like this, the whole family would die.
Fortunately, Qi Yanzhao arrived at the crucial moment and issued policies that seemed to be specifically tailored for him, providing land and slaves.
In just over a year, he opened a grain shop again and became the richest merchant in Nerchinsk.
Thinking of this, Wang Yuan knelt down with a thud and kowtowed towards Beijing in the south.
"Your Majesty is benevolent; this humble subject kowtows in gratitude for Your Majesty's grace!!"
Qi Yanzhao nodded upon seeing this, and strode towards the governor's mansion, surrounded by his personal guards.
The next morning, five thousand soldiers marched south from the south gate of Nerchinsk in neat formation. Among them were two thousand Han soldiers who needed to be relieved of their posts and three thousand barbarian servants.
Chen Liu was stationed in Nerchinsk. After the entire army left the city, he immediately ordered the city gates to be closed.
Besides Qi Yanzhao, the army was led by Aguda and his wife Jin Ge, while Andrei, whose hair was already tied up, followed closely behind, his face full of excitement.
"Great Han!"
"I am coming!"
On the eighth day of the seventh month of 1675 AD, twenty li outside Shanyin City, Shaoxing Prefecture, in an endless expanse of farmland.
The Han army of 60,000 men faced off against Geng Jingzhong's army of 100,000 men, while Liu Mu led 3,000 imperial guards to the rear.
It's quite a coincidence.
Liu Mu knew that Geng Jingzhong was a fickle man, so after writing a personal letter to persuade him to surrender, he immediately rebelled and led a large army to launch a surprise attack on Shanyin, hoping to catch Geng Jingzhong off guard.
Upon receiving the letter, Geng Jingzhong immediately confirmed that Liu Mu was in Hangzhou. He then led all 100,000 elite troops on a raid, intending to emulate Liu Mu's all-in approach to Beijing and secure victory in one battle.
As a result, the two sides bumped into each other midway!
Liu Mu cursed the fickle and deceitful man.
Geng Jingzhong also vehemently denounced the Tartar emperor as untrustworthy.
As the drums sounded, Pan Yulong, as the commander-in-chief of the three armies, drew his imperial flintlock pistol and shouted.
"Form ranks! March in step!"
Ten guards and thirty thousand musketeers trampled the newly sprouted rice seedlings in the fields beyond recognition.
The situation was the same on Geng Jingzhong's side, with more than 10,000 musketeers advancing all the way, followed by seven or eight thousand archers.
As for why no cannons were used, it's because the soil in Hangzhou is too soft, and we happened to be in a rice paddy, so it was impossible to push them around or use them, otherwise they would have gotten stuck in the mud.
In such a situation, it all comes down to whose musketeers are more capable and less afraid of death than their pikemen!
As the two sides rapidly closed in, the Han army opened fire first when they were a hundred paces apart, and Geng Jingzhong's soldiers fell one by one. This was the advantage of long-barreled muskets.
After the first rank of 6,000 musketeers finished firing, they quickly retreated to reload, and the second rank swiftly took over, inflicting further damage on Geng Jingzhong's army.
Geng Jingzhong, watching from the rear, was furious. He never expected that the muskets he had bought at great expense from the Portuguese and Dutch would be so useless that the Han army couldn't even get a glimpse of them.
"All troops, charge!"
"Cavalry, follow me and flank us!"
"Whoever slays the Tartar emperor will be granted the title of Marquis with ten thousand households!"
"kill!"
Although Geng Jingzhong was fickle, he was also a man of courage. Knowing that there was no way to retreat, he directly ordered his army to attack, and at the same time led 5,000 elite cavalry to flank Liu Mu from the rear via the official road!
At Geng Jingzhong's command, all the soldiers stepped through the mud, donned their cold weapons, and charged towards the Han army.
Pan Yulong almost burst out laughing when he saw this. This was simply a godsend, because they had trained in this kind of cold weapon charge many times.
When Wang Yuan heard the words "restored freedom to the people," he felt his muscles boiling. For the first time, he was so happy to be an ordinary citizen.
If he had known that he had just arrived in Nerchinsk, he would have wanted to sell his family's traditional noodle soup and accumulate his first pot of gold in Nerchinsk.
Wang Yuan believes it will be within two years.
He is the richest man in Nerchinsk.
As a result, the Wang family, consisting of more than a dozen people, had to work in the fields every day. The land in Nerchinsk was extremely hard, and they couldn't possibly endure it. If they continued like this, the whole family would die.
Fortunately, Qi Yanzhao arrived at the crucial moment and issued policies that seemed to be specifically tailored for him, providing land and slaves.
In just over a year, he opened a grain shop again and became the richest merchant in Nerchinsk.
Thinking of this, Wang Yuan knelt down with a thud and kowtowed towards Beijing in the south.
"Your Majesty is benevolent; this humble subject kowtows in gratitude for Your Majesty's grace!!"
Qi Yanzhao nodded upon seeing this, and strode towards the governor's mansion, surrounded by his personal guards.
The next morning, five thousand soldiers marched south from the south gate of Nerchinsk in neat formation. Among them were two thousand Han soldiers who needed to be relieved of their posts and three thousand barbarian servants.
Chen Liu was stationed in Nerchinsk. After the entire army left the city, he immediately ordered the city gates to be closed.
Besides Qi Yanzhao, the army was led by Aguda and his wife Jin Ge, while Andrei, whose hair was already tied up, followed closely behind, his face full of excitement.
"Great Han!"
"I am coming!"
On the eighth day of the seventh month of 1675 AD, twenty li outside Shanyin City, Shaoxing Prefecture, in an endless expanse of farmland.
The Han army of 60,000 men faced off against Geng Jingzhong's army of 100,000 men, while Liu Mu led 3,000 imperial guards to the rear.
It's quite a coincidence.
Liu Mu knew that Geng Jingzhong was a fickle man, so after writing a personal letter to persuade him to surrender, he immediately rebelled and led a large army to launch a surprise attack on Shanyin, hoping to catch Geng Jingzhong off guard.
Upon receiving the letter, Geng Jingzhong immediately confirmed that Liu Mu was in Hangzhou. He then led all 100,000 elite troops on a raid, intending to emulate Liu Mu's all-in approach to Beijing and secure victory in one battle.
As a result, the two sides bumped into each other midway!
Liu Mu cursed the fickle and deceitful man.
Geng Jingzhong also vehemently denounced the Tartar emperor as untrustworthy.
As the drums sounded, Pan Yulong, as the commander-in-chief of the three armies, drew his imperial flintlock pistol and shouted.
"Form ranks! March in step!"
Ten guards and thirty thousand musketeers trampled the newly sprouted rice seedlings in the fields beyond recognition.
The situation was the same on Geng Jingzhong's side, with more than 10,000 musketeers advancing all the way, followed by seven or eight thousand archers.
As for why no cannons were used, it's because the soil in Hangzhou is too soft, and we happened to be in a rice paddy, so it was impossible to push them around or use them, otherwise they would have gotten stuck in the mud.
In such a situation, it all comes down to whose musketeers are more capable and less afraid of death than their pikemen!
As the two sides rapidly closed in, the Han army opened fire first when they were a hundred paces apart, and Geng Jingzhong's soldiers fell one by one. This was the advantage of long-barreled muskets.
After the first rank of 6,000 musketeers finished firing, they quickly retreated to reload, and the second rank swiftly took over, inflicting further damage on Geng Jingzhong's army.
Geng Jingzhong, watching from the rear, was furious. He never expected that the muskets he had bought at great expense from the Portuguese and Dutch would be so useless that the Han army couldn't even get a glimpse of them.
"All troops, charge!"
"Cavalry, follow me and flank us!"
"Whoever slays the Tartar emperor will be granted the title of Marquis with ten thousand households!"
"kill!"
Although Geng Jingzhong was fickle, he was also a man of courage. Knowing that there was no way to retreat, he directly ordered his army to attack, and at the same time led 5,000 elite cavalry to flank Liu Mu from the rear via the official road!
At Geng Jingzhong's command, all the soldiers stepped through the mud, donned their cold weapons, and charged towards the Han army.
Pan Yulong almost burst out laughing when he saw this. This was simply a godsend, because they had trained in this kind of cold weapon charge many times.
When Wang Yuan heard the words "restored freedom to the people," he felt his muscles boiling. For the first time, he was so happy to be an ordinary citizen.
If he had known that he had just arrived in Nerchinsk, he would have wanted to sell his family's traditional noodle soup and accumulate his first pot of gold in Nerchinsk.
Wang Yuan believes it will be within two years.
He is the richest man in Nerchinsk.
As a result, the Wang family, consisting of more than a dozen people, had to work in the fields every day. The land in Nerchinsk was extremely hard, and they couldn't possibly endure it. If they continued like this, the whole family would die.
Fortunately, Qi Yanzhao arrived at the crucial moment and issued policies that seemed to be specifically tailored for him, providing land and slaves.
In just over a year, he opened a grain shop again and became the richest merchant in Nerchinsk.
Thinking of this, Wang Yuan knelt down with a thud and kowtowed towards Beijing in the south.
"Your Majesty is benevolent; this humble subject kowtows in gratitude for Your Majesty's grace!!"
Qi Yanzhao nodded upon seeing this, and strode towards the governor's mansion, surrounded by his personal guards.
The next morning, five thousand soldiers marched south from the south gate of Nerchinsk in neat formation. Among them were two thousand Han soldiers who needed to be relieved of their posts and three thousand barbarian servants.
Chen Liu was stationed in Nerchinsk. After the entire army left the city, he immediately ordered the city gates to be closed.
Besides Qi Yanzhao, the army was led by Aguda and his wife Jin Ge, while Andrei, whose hair was already tied up, followed closely behind, his face full of excitement.
"Great Han!"
"I am coming!"
On the eighth day of the seventh month of 1675 AD, twenty li outside Shanyin City, Shaoxing Prefecture, in an endless expanse of farmland.
The Han army of 60,000 men faced off against Geng Jingzhong's army of 100,000 men, while Liu Mu led 3,000 imperial guards to the rear.
It's quite a coincidence.
Liu Mu knew that Geng Jingzhong was a fickle man, so after writing a personal letter to persuade him to surrender, he immediately rebelled and led a large army to launch a surprise attack on Shanyin, hoping to catch Geng Jingzhong off guard.
Upon receiving the letter, Geng Jingzhong immediately confirmed that Liu Mu was in Hangzhou. He then led all 100,000 elite troops on a raid, intending to emulate Liu Mu's all-in approach to Beijing and secure victory in one battle.
As a result, the two sides bumped into each other midway!
Liu Mu cursed the fickle and deceitful man.
Geng Jingzhong also vehemently denounced the Tartar emperor as untrustworthy.
As the drums sounded, Pan Yulong, as the commander-in-chief of the three armies, drew his imperial flintlock pistol and shouted.
"Form ranks! March in step!"
Ten guards and thirty thousand musketeers trampled the newly sprouted rice seedlings in the fields beyond recognition.
The situation was the same on Geng Jingzhong's side, with more than 10,000 musketeers advancing all the way, followed by seven or eight thousand archers.
As for why no cannons were used, it's because the soil in Hangzhou is too soft, and we happened to be in a rice paddy, so it was impossible to push them around or use them, otherwise they would have gotten stuck in the mud.
In such a situation, it all comes down to whose musketeers are more capable and less afraid of death than their pikemen!
As the two sides rapidly closed in, the Han army opened fire first when they were a hundred paces apart, and Geng Jingzhong's soldiers fell one by one. This was the advantage of long-barreled muskets.
After the first rank of 6,000 musketeers finished firing, they quickly retreated to reload, and the second rank swiftly took over, inflicting further damage on Geng Jingzhong's army.
Geng Jingzhong, watching from the rear, was furious. He never expected that the muskets he had bought at great expense from the Portuguese and Dutch would be so useless that the Han army couldn't even get a glimpse of them.
"All troops, charge!"
"Cavalry, follow me and flank us!"
"Whoever slays the Tartar emperor will be granted the title of Marquis with ten thousand households!"
"kill!"
Although Geng Jingzhong was fickle, he was also a man of courage. Knowing that there was no way to retreat, he directly ordered his army to attack, and at the same time led 5,000 elite cavalry to flank Liu Mu from the rear via the official road!
At Geng Jingzhong's command, all the soldiers stepped through the mud, donned their cold weapons, and charged towards the Han army.
Pan Yulong almost burst out laughing when he saw this. This was simply a godsend, because they had trained in this kind of cold weapon charge many times.
When Wang Yuan heard the words "restored freedom to the people," he felt his muscles boiling. For the first time, he was so happy to be an ordinary citizen.
If he had known that he had just arrived in Nerchinsk, he would have wanted to sell his family's traditional noodle soup and accumulate his first pot of gold in Nerchinsk.
Wang Yuan believes it will be within two years.
He is the richest man in Nerchinsk.
As a result, the Wang family, consisting of more than a dozen people, had to work in the fields every day. The land in Nerchinsk was extremely hard, and they couldn't possibly endure it. If they continued like this, the whole family would die.
Fortunately, Qi Yanzhao arrived at the crucial moment and issued policies that seemed to be specifically tailored for him, providing land and slaves.
In just over a year, he opened a grain shop again and became the richest merchant in Nerchinsk.
Thinking of this, Wang Yuan knelt down with a thud and kowtowed towards Beijing in the south.
"Your Majesty is benevolent; this humble subject kowtows in gratitude for Your Majesty's grace!!"
Qi Yanzhao nodded upon seeing this, and strode towards the governor's mansion, surrounded by his personal guards.
The next morning, five thousand soldiers marched south from the south gate of Nerchinsk in neat formation. Among them were two thousand Han soldiers who needed to be relieved of their posts and three thousand barbarian servants.
Chen Liu was stationed in Nerchinsk. After the entire army left the city, he immediately ordered the city gates to be closed.
Besides Qi Yanzhao, the army was led by Aguda and his wife Jin Ge, while Andrei, whose hair was already tied up, followed closely behind, his face full of excitement.
"Great Han!"
"I am coming!"
On the eighth day of the seventh month of 1675 AD, twenty li outside Shanyin City, Shaoxing Prefecture, in an endless expanse of farmland.
The Han army of 60,000 men faced off against Geng Jingzhong's army of 100,000 men, while Liu Mu led 3,000 imperial guards to the rear.
It's quite a coincidence.
Liu Mu knew that Geng Jingzhong was a fickle man, so after writing a personal letter to persuade him to surrender, he immediately rebelled and led a large army to launch a surprise attack on Shanyin, hoping to catch Geng Jingzhong off guard.
Upon receiving the letter, Geng Jingzhong immediately confirmed that Liu Mu was in Hangzhou. He then led all 100,000 elite troops on a raid, intending to emulate Liu Mu's all-in approach to Beijing and secure victory in one battle.
As a result, the two sides bumped into each other midway!
Liu Mu cursed the fickle and deceitful man.
Geng Jingzhong also vehemently denounced the Tartar emperor as untrustworthy.
As the drums sounded, Pan Yulong, as the commander-in-chief of the three armies, drew his imperial flintlock pistol and shouted.
"Form ranks! March in step!"
Ten guards and thirty thousand musketeers trampled the newly sprouted rice seedlings in the fields beyond recognition.
The situation was the same on Geng Jingzhong's side, with more than 10,000 musketeers advancing all the way, followed by seven or eight thousand archers.
As for why no cannons were used, it's because the soil in Hangzhou is too soft, and we happened to be in a rice paddy, so it was impossible to push them around or use them, otherwise they would have gotten stuck in the mud.
In such a situation, it all comes down to whose musketeers are more capable and less afraid of death than their pikemen!
As the two sides rapidly closed in, the Han army opened fire first when they were a hundred paces apart, and Geng Jingzhong's soldiers fell one by one. This was the advantage of long-barreled muskets.
After the first rank of 6,000 musketeers finished firing, they quickly retreated to reload, and the second rank swiftly took over, inflicting further damage on Geng Jingzhong's army.
Geng Jingzhong, watching from the rear, was furious. He never expected that the muskets he had bought at great expense from the Portuguese and Dutch would be so useless that the Han army couldn't even get a glimpse of them.
"All troops, charge!"
"Cavalry, follow me and flank us!"
"Whoever slays the Tartar emperor will be granted the title of Marquis with ten thousand households!"
"kill!"
Although Geng Jingzhong was fickle, he was also a man of courage. Knowing that there was no way to retreat, he directly ordered his army to attack, and at the same time led 5,000 elite cavalry to flank Liu Mu from the rear via the official road!
At Geng Jingzhong's command, all the soldiers stepped through the mud, donned their cold weapons, and charged towards the Han army.
Pan Yulong almost burst out laughing when he saw this. This was simply a godsend, because they had trained in this kind of cold weapon charge many times.
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