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- 564 Assembly (Part 2)
The sky is hazy, with scattered rain stars floating in the air. Along the undulating hills, a long khaki dragon moved forward slowly. The 47-style military uniform designed by the Australians is all khaki. He wears a big-brimmed hat on his head, leggings on his legs, and black cloth shoes that have been stained khaki by mud.
As the entire team walked, there was only the sound of uneven steps and the clatter of weapons clashing. The mountain road is difficult, and it would not be an exaggeration to say it is a rugged trail. This road was built during the Hongwu period, and was renovated once during the Zhengde period. After that, neither the court nor the local government bothered to build the road again. So it became what it is now, in disrepair.
On some sections of the road, a huge boulder suddenly appeared blocking the road, leaving only a gap for one person to pass sideways; in some places, a large tree as thick as a thigh appeared inexplicably, and the soldiers of the Guangwu Army in front spent a lot of effort. It was cut off; in some places, a large piece simply collapsed. So much so that the engineers had to set up wooden planks to allow the supply trucks following behind to pass.
The wheels will crush it, the board will deform, it will tremble when you walk on it, and it will fall if you are not careful. There is a poem saying that the road to Shu is difficult and it is difficult to reach the sky. Now the soldiers of the Guangwu Army have a deep understanding of this. It would not be an exaggeration to say that when we turn north, we go up the mountain of knives and go down to the oil pan. Along the way, they first entered Guangxi and crawled into the ravines for a month. Then it entered the Yunnan-Guizhou Plateau, heading northwest, and finally entered the territory of Chongqing Prefecture.
The mountain road was rugged, and hundreds of people died and were injured along the way. The packhorses pulling the carts suffered numerous casualties. So far, the morale of the entire team is no longer as high as it was when the expedition was launched, but is actually a bit sluggish.
On the hill on the left side of the team, more than a dozen horsemen stopped here. Among the uniforms of khaki military uniforms, the vermilion official uniform of Superintendent Sun Chuanting was particularly conspicuous. Sun Chuanting, whose beard had long since turned gray, held up his telescope and looked carefully into the distance. Across the low ridge ahead, the mountain city nestled between mountains and rivers is clearly visible. On the Yangtze River waterway, which Australians call the golden waterway, you can vaguely see the billowing smoke from the small steamer.
Sun Chuanting let out a sigh of relief, the mountain city of Chongqing was finally here.
At this moment, a cry of surprise suddenly came from below, followed closely by the whine of the packhorse. Looking down, I saw a grain carriage spinning down the cliff. The Yunnan horse pulling the cart suffered a bloody head injury from the fall, and the carriage was even torn apart. The rice that broke out of the bag fell like hail in the valley.
"Go and see what's going on below." Sun Chuanting ordered in a low voice.
The facts are there, you don¡¯t need to ask. Things like this always happen two or three times a day.
After a while, the adjutant reported back that the road ahead collapsed and damaged a grain truck. The driver and the soldiers beside him responded quickly and no manpower was lost.
Sun Chuanting just nodded and said nothing.
Seeing this, the major touched the rainwater on his face and couldn't help but said: "Superintendent, the brothers are tired and cold and can't bear it anymore. There are no less than 200 cases of wind and cold today. Now that the mountain city is in sight, it is better to wait and see. After a while, let the brothers light a fire and have a rest."
When the expedition was first launched, because the incident happened in a hurry, the order given by the Ministry of War to the Guangwu Army was to set off immediately and go into battle lightly. You only need to bring enough food and grass to eat along the way, and the rest will be replenished on the spot in the mountain city of Chongqing. This is true not only for food, but also for winter clothing, quilts, and ammunition. The Guangwu Army went into battle lightly. It was fine when they were in Guangxi, but the weather became cooler when they entered the Yunnan-Guizhou Plateau. By the time we arrived in Sichuan, it was already the Mid-Autumn Festival.
The late Ming Dynasty is no different from modern times. If you say it is the Mid-Autumn Festival, it is the Mid-Autumn Festival. There is no autumn tiger at all, even in Sichuan, which is known as the stove. Coupled with God's troubles, the continuous autumn rain has not stopped since entering Sichuan, so that the Guangwu Army suffered from widespread colds.
Sometimes Sun Chuanting had to lament that as a courtier of the Ming Dynasty, his biggest enemy was not the Manchu Qing Dynasty who separatized Jiangbei, nor the peasant army that was gradually dying out, but the entire bureaucracy of the Ming Dynasty!
The official document of the Ministry of War not only strictly stipulated the time for dispatching troops, but also stipulated the route, taking Yunnan and Guizhou. Instead of going directly north to Hankou as Sun Chuanting imagined, and then taking a warship to the west. When he argued hard, the court refuted it with only one reason: transportation capacity was tight. Then Sun Chuanting's Guangwu Army had to suffer undue casualties, traveled hundreds or thousands of miles more, and entered Sichuan with low morale.
That's all. What made Sun Chuanting even more angry was that Ma Shiying didn't know what had happened and made him crazy. Unexpectedly, before he entered Chongqing, he leased the most skilled white-pole soldiers of the Ming army in Sichuan to the Australians. Yes, once Qin Liangyu leaves, the white-pole soldiers will have more variables, but they won't rebel now, right? It's better now, the white-pole soldier's front footAfter leaving, the Manchu Qing Dynasty, who got the news, rushed over from Chengdu like a mad dog.
As soon as we entered Sichuan, telegrams asking for help came one after another. After a few hours, it became critical, and it seemed as if the nearly 100,000 Ming troops on the front line were useless, and only the Guangwu army of less than 20,000 could fight.
Yes, less than 20,000. After the expansion of the Guangwu Army, the total strength of the artillery battalion was nearly 22,000. Ma Shiying seemed to be afraid that the Guangwu Army would steal the limelight, so he asked the Ministry of War to issue an order and formulate a strange plan. There are two fronts, the east front is the main one and the west front is the supplement. The eastern front is the main attack, and the western front is the containment. Then, as a matter of course, four thousand elite Guangwu troops were dispatched to the Huaiyang front line.
Those Australian instructors often joke that the Australian Army¡¯s biggest enemy is always the Australian Parliament. It was a joke to all Guangwu troops before, but now they really feel this. Before the fucking Guangwu Army even got to the front line, one of its arms was removed by the imperial military department and tortured to death. The soldiers who were originally full of confidence had lost their confidence at this moment.
With the imperial court so unreliable, does Chongqing have enough food and grass? Have you prepared cotton clothes and ammunition?
A worried look flashed across the faces of every officer around Sun Chuanting, and many officers hesitated to speak. If it weren't for Sun Chuanting's pressure, these officers would have started to curse.
Superintendent Sun Chuanting glanced at everyone with a stern face, and said with a chuckle: "The mountain city is in sight ahead, but it is just a rugged mountain road and sporadic light rain. When our Guangwu army was training, the heavy rain did not stop. How can we enter? After leaving Bashu, a good man turned into a coward?"
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Sun Chuanting waved his hand and stopped his men from talking. Su Rong said: "Chongqing is just ahead. The supplies of our Guangwu Army are there, the food and drink are there, the ordnance and ammunition are there, and the destination of the Ministry of War's official documents is there. It's only a thirty-mile mountain road, and we can get there day and night! Let me tell you. Let me go on and ask the brothers, is the egg under your crotch still there?"
"This is!"
Within a moment, the messenger roared and spread Sun Chuanting's words throughout the entire marching team. Every time I passed a company, I couldn't hear clearly at first, and then I couldn't believe that the supervisor would say such words. Everyone is in their twenties, which is when they are in their prime of life. For a moment, he was so excited by Sun Chuanting's words that he roared.
The soldiers who were so tired that they could collapse at any time gritted their teeth and stood up straight, straightened the rifles on their shoulders, and ran forward desperately while roaring military songs. The soldier pushing the wheel of the artillery screamed and tore off his clothes, exposed his upper body, and leaned forward to push the wheel. Fall down, get up, fall again, get up again, and soon become a mud monkey. The infantry company that had passed the difficult section suddenly broke into a trot under the roar of the young officer.
Seeing the scene below, the adjutant said with sincerity: "The Superintendent's words are worth ten thousand gold! Now the morale of our army is like a rainbow."
Sun Chuanting just smiled and said nothing. He muttered, "I have never doubted" because he had built this Guangwu Army himself and watched it grow. Although he has never faced the Manchus directly, he firmly believes that this time, the Guangwu Army will use the blood of the Tartars to create its own glory. First east and then west? The eastern front is all plains. No matter how many troops there are, how can they catch the Manchu and Qing cavalry that come and go like the wind? On the contrary, this western front, Bashu territory is mountainous. As long as we deal with it properly, we will be able to severely damage the Qing Dynasty.
Ma Shiying is still a politician after all. He knows nothing about military affairs and cannot understand the current situation. Now the situation between the enemy and ourselves has been reversed. The Ming Dynasty has more people and the Manchu people have fewer people. In such a situation, how can we stick to the gains and losses of one city and one place? For the current plan, the primary goal should be to eliminate the Qing army, especially the Eight Banners. It is well said in the Australian military book, if you lose people if you save land, you will lose both people and land Who said this? Oh, it's that Li Dingguo. There is some truth in what this Australian-run military academy teaches.
Thinking of Li Dingguo, Ma Shiying frowned. What he was most worried about at the moment was Li Dingguo and others, and he didn't know what happened to them in Huaiyang.
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"If you save land and lose people, everyone will lose land; if you save land and lose people, everyone will gain." Ai Nengqi took a sip of wine and muttered in annoyance.
Li Dingguo glanced at him: "Everyone knows "Guerrilla Theory" except the imperial court. Even if you recite it to the chief minister in person, you won't be able to change the strategy of first east and then west."
"I'm depressed!" Ai Nengqi vented in the tavern at the top of his lungs: "God knows what the imperial court has assigned me to do. Stationed outside the city, we need food but no food, no pay, damn, they think I'm just a beggar. ? Bullshit Wu Yijun, if you don¡¯t accept it, pull him out to practice. I¡¯ll beat Wu Yijun¡¯s battalion with one company!¡±
The noise in the tavern suddenly quieted down. The military training officers from various places sitting around glanced here and continued to drink and eat. The Guangwu Army is a second-class citizen. Those who train are even worse. Some of them are not even assigned camps, so they can only sleep in the countryside all day long.
"Say less, people."?Under the eaves, I had to bow my head. "Li Dingguo persuaded.
In this situation, a person strode in from outside, but it was Liu Wenxiu. With a strange smile on his face, he walked over and said in a low voice: "The regulations of the Ministry of War have come down. Guess who will control me?"
"Whoever you loveit won't be that Zhu Chenggong, right?" Ai Nengqi was startled by his own thoughts.
"Huh? How did you guess that?" Liu Wenxiu asked curiously.
"Is it really Zhu Chenggong? Damn it" Ai Nengqi scratched his head and said angrily: "There's no need to guess. Apart from Zhu Chenggong, have we ever offended anyone?"
Li Dingguo raised his glass and smiled bitterly: "This is really It's not that enemies don't get together."
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