The fine autumn rain, like an invisible whip, whipped on the bodies and faces of people standing outside the Nanjing Palace. The rain penetrated through the gaps in the armor, making people feel wet and cold. Autumn in Jiangnan is here. Although the rain made people extremely uncomfortable and tormented, the more than 2,000 Eight Banners soldiers standing under several woven gold dragon banners still stood there as if made of steel. They were all wearing heavy armor, holding spears and axes. They either carried muskets on their backs, and orange cowhide medicine boxes were carefully protected out of the rain; or they carried horse bows and foot bows. The quiver on his waist is full of wolf-tooth feather arrows. These more than 2,000 people are either white-armored soldiers or Baya soldiers. They are the most core and elite part of the hundreds of thousands of troops under Pingnan generals Luck Dehun and Belle Boluo. Naturally, they have to set an example for the entire army. The way he looked was good for showing to the surrendering soldiers nearby, so that they would be in awe of the powerful Eight Banners force. Behind the Baya soldiers, twelve eight-pound cannons were lined up, and the gunners had already placed the cannons in place. Just waiting for an order from the officers, the heavy artillery loaded with gunpowder can be used to make a huge noise to enhance the military's power. "General, from a slave's point of view, I am still a slave to attack Songjiang Mansion and pacify Li Huabao. Hangzhou can send Turge, the emperor's consort, to lead the army and horses. You are the Pingnan General of the Qing Dynasty, and you cannot move lightly." Before the expedition ceremony, Bolo was still making a last-ditch effort, trying to let Pingnan General Luck Dehun guard Nanjing City, which had just surrendered, and let him attack Li Huabao's troops stationed in Songjiang Prefecture, which controlled the Yangtze River waterway. In addition, Prince Consort Turge led his men and horses to reinforce Hangzhou and deal with Shi Lang's troops who were attacking from Jiangxi direction. The prince-in-law of the Qing Dynasty faced off against the prince-son-in-law of the Southern Guangdong Army. This is how soldiers fight against generals. However, Luck Dehun is still stubborn. "It is precisely because I am the Pingnan General of the Qing Dynasty that I have to personally lead the troops to Songjiang Mansion. If the nail of Songjiang Mansion is not pulled out, the southeastern half of the Qing Dynasty will never have peace for half a day. Yangtze River water transportation, canal water transportation , and Shandong and other places, there can be no peace!" Seeing that Luck Dehun insisted on this and spoke righteously, Bolo was speechless for a moment. He had no choice but to quietly call Baya Lazhangjing of Luck Dehun and order him to protect the general's safety. Luck Dehun¡¯s calculations were also very precise. At present, Hong Chengchou and Duoduo had left Jiangnan and headed north. Every victory in Jiangnan was attributed to him, the Pingnan general. At present, the collection of autumn grain from various places in the south of the Yangtze River has begun, and the treasury is full. He does not have to worry about food and wages for at least half a year. In his opinion, in half a year, or at most three months, before winter begins, and by taking advantage of the continuous autumn rain in the south of the Yangtze River and the weather in which southern Guangdong's weapons and weapons do not work well, he can pacify the south of the Yangtze River and drive Li Huabao into the sea of ????the East. Drink water. Then, the grain, fodder, military pay and equipment captured in Songjiang were used to deal with Shi Lang's troops who did not have the convenience of water transportation from the Yangtze River. Isn't it easy to capture the remnants of Li Chuang? Without the food and military support from Shanghai, the Lumahong troops entrenched in Shandong and Denglai are just a group of lonely ghosts. Can they withstand the thunderous blow of the Qing soldiers? ! By then, the prince's hat on his head might be replaced by a bigger one, even by the hereditary and irreplaceable ****. It would be best to have a flag leader among the Eight Banners in Manchuria. That would be a life worth living! "Fire the cannon! Sacrifice the flag!" Under the operation of the gunner, the twelve eight-pound cannons spit out thick smoke and fleeting flames from the muzzles. Amidst the rumbling sound of the cannons, someone carried them up. Sacrifice of pigs, cattle, sheep and dried and fresh fruits. Dozens of prisoners from the South Guangdong Army were tied up with ropes and led to the front of the queue. "You are a bunch of barbarians who don't know the destiny and resist the heavenly soldiers. After a while, you sacrificed your heads to the flag, and then went to raid your Songjiang Mansion lair!" A Green Camp officer under Li Chengdong said half to please and half to seriously. The prisoners were shouting and cursing as they staggered over. "Bah!" The leader of the prisoners heard this and spat blood in his direction. "Although I was unfortunately captured, we fought until the last moment on the battlefield and were captured after exhaustion. Under my hands, more than dozens of you who had your heads shaved died! I have already made a lot of money! As for You guys, just wait and see! My lord also often says, don't worry about making a fuss today, be careful about making lists in the future! " "These people are all good guys, tell the slaves later. , be smart and don't let them suffer." Turge, who was in charge of today's expedition ceremony, quietly told his trusted servants to arrange it for the executioners. Dozens of large knives were raised and dropped. Dozens of bloody arrows flew up in the autumn rain, and were washed everywhere by the rain a moment later. The second round of cannon fire sounded. Pingnan General Luck Dehun's flag was in front, and Zhengnan General Boluo's flag was behind. Mele's Zhenzhumala, Hetuo, Gushan'e Zhenturai, and Turge , AzizThe gold-woven dragon scrolls of Zhenzhuo Butai of Nikan, Nikan, Nushan, and Mele, as well as the recognition flags of many surrendered generals such as Li Chengdong, were like a forest of flags. They left Nanjing in a mighty way and headed east to Songjiang Prefecture. Come. Heading south, prepare to enter Suzhou to aid Hangzhou. For a time, the land south of the Yangtze River was filled with hundreds of thousands of people. There were soldiers and horses everywhere, and flags everywhere. Rivers, official roads, and country roads are everywhere without people shouting and horses neighing. Everywhere in towns and villages, chickens are flying, dogs are jumping, and people are crying. "Is the Qing Dog really moving?" Shi Lang, who had just settled in the county government office in Wannian County, was quite surprised to receive the latest military report from the forward scouts. Wannian County, like Qianshan, Yushan and other places, is subordinate to Jiangxi Chengxuan Administrative Affairs Department. However, it is not Shangrao City at this time, but Guangxin Prefecture. It is adjacent to Quzhou Prefecture in Zhejiang Province. Shi Lang's tens of thousands of troops were stationed in Guangxin on the border of Zhejiang and Jiangxi, with his headquarters' 12th Garrison Brigade and four naval army battalions as the backbone, supplemented by four towns composed of Dashun Army soldiers and horses. Prefecture, ready to cross the border at any time, enter Quzhou Prefecture, and move towards Hangzhou Prefecture. In Shi Lang's view, the changes in the enemy situation among the hundreds of thousands of people under Bolo's command not only failed to create difficulties for his campaign plan to attack Hangzhou, but instead helped him complete the task of attacking Hangzhou from another angle. "The Qing army in Hangzhou Prefecture only has tens of thousands of people, and they are divided into various places. We have to attack the fortresses one by one because we have to defend the city. Now that the great general Boluo has led hundreds of thousands of people, the original garrison plan has been destroyed. It needs to be adjusted. Moreover, the new troops are not familiar with the terrain and the fortifications, so it will be a problem for the new and old troops to cooperate with each other. What else can this do to help us? ¡± Shi Lang¡¯s words attracted the attention of all the generals and officers present. of approval. They all fought their way out from south to north, or started from Ha Tinh with Li Shouhan. They pacified countless messy chieftain sultans along the way, and braved artillery bullets countless times to charge into the stronghold. Or he accompanied Li Zicheng and Luo Rucai to fight in the north and south for more than ten years, experienced countless battles and battles, and survived a hundred battles with swords and guns. He is as familiar with the battlefield situation as if he were on his own kangtou. "However, after all, the enemy army has increased by hundreds of thousands. We must treat these hundreds of thousands of people as sick cats, but we must beat the sick cats as tigers." The person who said this was the soul of Shi Lang's think tank at the moment. Li Derun. Although Li Derun made all kinds of complaints in his letter to Liu Zuoyuan, complaining about the heavy work tasks here in Shi Lang, it was somewhat inconsistent with his words. Shi Lang fully trusted him and fully delegated power to him. Because the Li family's education for their children has always been to be good at listening to other people's opinions, even those with humble status. According to what Li Shouhan said to his disciples at home, "Who is more stupid than the other? You are not the Avalokitesvara with Thousand Hands and Thousand Eyes. Without supreme wisdom, you must not be able to see things that you can't think of. So what should you do? Find a way to let others I will do it for you if you see it!" Shi Lang basically did this to Li Derun and the staff in his army. He reminded Luo Hu and others who were adapted from the Dashun Army countless times, "You can question my orders, Shi Lang, but you must listen to the orders of the Staff Office and Mr. Li and carry them out to the letter." ! If there are any problems, you can report them while implementing them, but you have to implement them! " Therefore, Li Derun felt quite comfortable during this time. At this time, he was over nine feet tall and had a smile on his face. "Okay. Don't think too much. After all, these hundreds of thousands of Qing dogs are here, and they will be beaten no matter what. It depends on how we fight! Laolu, what are we going to eat tonight?" Li Derun can be regarded as a man of great talent and literary talent. figure. However, he is not very particular about the way he eats. It even seemed quite rough to Shi Lang. Other scholars are the so-called "never tire of fine food, never tire of fine food" and pay attention to food and beautiful utensils. It's rare for someone to play music, sing, and dance during meals. ¡°But this Mr. Li is different. "Don't cook the dishes very finely, just have meat. They must be in big pieces! Then add more chili peppers! The same goes for fish, add more chili peppers for me, the more the better!" As for the poetry, wine and romance that other scholars pay attention to , he was also polite and insensitive, and his face turned red after just one glass of wine with his drinking capacity. Therefore, whenever there are celebrations, dinner parties and other activities, others are drunk with wine, but our Mr. Li only eats big meat and chili peppers, and eats it to the extreme. Hao Yaoqi was once quite dissatisfied with his style. At a banquet to send off his family members south to Guangzhou, he came with a wine bowl, half provoking and half teasing, and wanted to have sex with Li Derun three times. As a result, Li Derun proposed a compromise solution, "Hao Tongzhi drinks a bowl of wine and I eat a piece of meat. I will eat as many pieces of meat as you drink." Hao Yaoqi looked at the pile of food in the big basin on the table. The big pieces of meat were as big as a hill, and each piece was not more than three ounces but a lot different. Dang even nodded in agreement, "I don't think you can eat this much meat!" Unexpectedly, Hao Yaoqi, who has always been famous for his heavy drinking, made a mistake in this matter. He drank three bowls of wine in a row, and Li Derun also slowly ate three large pieces of meat with chili, and licked the grease on his mouth with some unfinished content. "Come again!" Hao Yaoqi lost his temper and ordered someone to bring in a jar of wine, and then he and Li Derun drank face to face. As a result, that time, Hao Yaoqi drank more than 20 bowls of wine. He drank so much that stars appeared in front of his eyes and fell unconscious. He fell from the table to the ground with a thud, and was carried back to sleep by four soldiers. It took three days to wake up. As for Li Derun, he became famous in the army in one battle, and no one dared to gamble or drink with him anymore. Shi Lang also made a special order for this matter, "Drinking is for celebration and to add to the fun. But if you get into trouble and get hurt because of drinking, then the Military Justice Department will take care of you! From now on, drinking alcohol is prohibited in the military! It is forbidden to interact with Li Derun Betting and drinking!¡± The person Li Derun called Lao Lu was Shi Lang¡¯s chief secretary, and he was also an old man who had been with him since the Fujian period. His qualifications and loyalty were all right, but he couldn¡¯t go to the battlefield. The first time I went to war, my legs were shaking like chaff. However, he is an expert at handling general affairs in the camp. Shi Lang also used his talents according to his aptitude, so he made him a big secretary around him, taking care of some common affairs such as food and beverage procurement. Lao Lu also had a full understanding of Mr. Li's eating habits. He smiled and said: "Mr. Li, we have bacon legs in the evening. I asked the kitchen to tear the legs into shreds and use the dried meat we brought from the south." Stir-fried with chili peppers, garlic slices and green vegetables, it¡¯s very fragrant! Besides, we are now in Guangxin Mansion, which is not far from Jinhua Mansion. The ham produced in Jinhua is world-famous! Mr. Li and the generals tasted it carefully. I asked the boys to use a few hams for a table, stewed ham, steamed ham, gold and silver hooves, ham and pigeon soup, honey sauce, ham braised fish head, In the evening, there will be various ham dishes. " "That's it?" Li Derun was a little disdainful. His temper has always been more contemptuous than appreciation for all kinds of things that are praised by scholars. "Mr. Li, don't worry. Jinhua's ham is famous because of the local 'two black' pigs. Not to mention anything else, it's just the pork belly. The pork belly of ordinary pigs, with the fat and skin separated. The flower has five layers, so it is called pork belly. However, the two-headed black-headed pork produced here can reach seven to eight layers if it weighs more than 200 kilograms. It¡¯s probably hard for people with fat meat to refuse.¡± Sure enough, at dinner, all the dishes served were made with ham and two ends of black pork as the main ingredients. Shi Lang, Li Derun and others all praised it. "Just because of this ham, we can't give up Zhejiang to the Tatars!" Hao Yaoqi held a ham hock in his hand, biting it while shouting vaguely. Li Derun used a large porcelain bowl and filled it with a bowl of steamed multigrain rice mixed with rice and sweet potatoes, and ate the extremely sweet and delicious braised pork there. (Look at your potential! A bowl of braised pork and a few hams will make you eat like this! Another reader expressed disdain. However, it¡¯s not that the author is short-sighted and has not seen the world, but the pork with two black ends is really good. Among other things, in Japan, the two-headed crow is called the "phantom pig" and is put on a higher level than the famous local pigs. Japan's Hirata Ranch commented that the two-headed crow is "not inferior to the Wagyu beef" The texture of the meat is as delicate as snowflakes." It is evident from the super narcissistic national character of the Japanese that they admire this pig so much. Nowadays, Jinhua ham is reluctant to use it as an ingredient. If someone invites you to eat it, Pork with two black ends means that your status in his mind is definitely different, because this kind of pork is served at the international high-end conference table of the G20 Hangzhou Summit in Zhejiang) In the blink of an eye, Li Derun's bowl was filled with smoke. Jian'er's multi-grain rice had reached the bottom, and he burped loudly without finishing. He took the big bowl and went to the big wooden barrel full of rice and filled himself a bowl. "Braised pork with rice, even a god would not change it!" "Mr. Li, eat slowly, we have plenty of braised pork, and even more rice!" Shi Lang knew the behavioral characteristics of his capable staff member very well. If you ask him what text he drafted on which day, he will immediately recite it to you. At the same time, he will find the original manuscript from a nook and cranny and show it to you. Comparing the two, it is almost word for word. In addition, the numbers of a certain unit at a certain time, the combat situation, key points of a certain city conquered, how many enemies were annihilated, and how many prisoners were taken are all given directly from the mouth, and the upper and lower numbers will not exceed two digits. However, just like the computer you use to play chicken games, which is fast and has high-definition effects, it is bound to occupy a lot of memory space. The same is true for Mr. Li.?, braised pork is indispensable. According to him, after eating a bowl of braised pork, his heart will be as clear as a mirror. In Shi Lang¡¯s opinion, this was probably like the new prince Yangming of the previous dynasty, who roared in the middle of the night and shocked the entire army. If you cultivate a ball of awe-inspiring righteousness in your chest, you will be able to accomplish great things. However, there are as many disciples of Confucian psychology as there are grains of sand in the Ganges River. Even if they are only about half of Wang Yangming¡¯s achievements, from the Ming and Zhengde years, Chinese and foreign countries can count them on one hand. In the blink of an eye, Li Derun ate twelve bowls of rice in one go. The bottom of the large pot of braised pork in front of him was already gone. He ate half of a ham hock and some chili peppers for him to eat with. The twelve bowls of rice alone, if you don't count the sweet potatoes in them, are five liters of rice. This amount of food made everyone stunned. "A few days ago, Uncle Waiwei talked about Mr. Li, and we were still not convinced. We thought it was because Uncle Waiwei was old and his drinking capacity had declined a lot. Today, when we met Mr. Li in person, we realized that Mr. Li was letting Waiwa in the first place. Where is Uncle Qi! Otherwise, with this amount of food, even if Uncle Waoqi drinks and vomits blood, he may not be able to win over him!" Several young officers couldn't help but look at the pile of large porcelain bowls stacked high in front of Li Derun. Somewhat shocking. "Mr. Li, have you eaten enough?" Shi Lang saw that everyone present had gradually put down their bowls and chopsticks, and began to take out their pipes and pipes, fill them with shredded tobacco, and smoke. Only Li Derun was still there, still unfinished. Only then did he ask. "I'm eighty percent full. You can start working!" Li Derun rubbed his stomach with satisfaction. "Then, Mr. Li, how do you think we should fight this battle?!" A young officer asked him eagerly.