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Volume 1 Chapter 441 Bu Keqi You¡¯re welcome

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    There are still about ten days before the normal summer harvest, but there is already activity in northern Henan and other places, and there is still a lot of activity. Men, women, old and young are going to the fields together to harvest wheat.  The endless wilderness is full of busy figures.  People not only have to take care of their own fields, but also work urgently on the wide roads to repair roads and build temporary bridges.  From the gray-haired old man to the six- or seven-year-old children, everyone looked solemn and worked hard with their heads down.  Gu Zhenhua led the main force of An** all the way north, and the people's busyness was all seen.  "It's the busy farming season again, and a war is approaching. Are there still enough manpower? Is there any resistance from various places?" According to usual practice, once the people miss the farming season, the year's harvest will be gone, so they are very disgusted with submitting at this time.  The corvee tried every possible means to escape, and Gu Zhenhua was also deeply afraid that something would go wrong at this time.  Wu Kaijie said hurriedly: "Your Majesty, don't worry. Thanks to Governor Yan, he came up with a brilliant idea!" "What brilliant idea?" "That's it. Governor Yan suggested that in the name of the imperial court, the output of all the fields in northern Henan should be transferred this year.  Buy them all! The common people are working for the court at this time, and it is not their own, so they don¡¯t care whether they feel bad or not. "Gu Zhenhua asked in surprise: "What a big deal, isn't he afraid that the court will go bankrupt?"  He said with a smile: "Your Majesty, it's like this. Master Yan actually didn't buy all of them. Originally, some of the grain was handed over. After deducting it, the rest is the people's rations. Within three months. By  Huguang allocates summer grain to make up for it, and gives each person a subsidy of one tael to prevent them from suffering a loss. " Gu Zhenhua is so smart.  He couldn't help but want to applaud Yan Yingyuan, this idea was really great!  "Fighting is inseparable from food. Buying it all means you have a nearby granary that can be quickly transported to the front line to meet combat consumption.  ¡°And after the imperial court bought the land, it assumed all the risks.  In case of a Tatar attack.  You can decide whether to give up or not at will, and the common people have no nostalgia, so there are no constraints on transporting troops to fight.  There is another side of the people who want to build roads and transport goods.  On the one hand, harvesting labor is required. Originally, the interests of the court and the interests of the people are in conflict, which will inevitably cause trouble.  But after Yan Yingyuan played this trick, everything was in the hands of the court.  You can allocate freely.  Whatever is important, do it first!  "Your Majesty, after all the calculations, the court may have to spend millions of taels of silver for this, but I think it's worth it for my humble position!" Gu Zhenhua laughed loudly: "It's worth it, of course it's worth it! If we firmly grasp the hearts of the people, we will stand on the  Invincible!" After thinking about it, Gu Zhenhua said: "Go and write to Yan Yingyuan and tell him that if he is short of money, he can use the proceeds from the Northern Expedition as collateral.  It wastes people and money, but in my opinion, there is no strength without fighting!" Gu Zhenhua laughed proudly. At this time, an army staff officer hurried over, holding a carrier pigeon in his hand, and presented it to Gu Zhenhua like a treasure!  .  "Your Majesty, Handan has been captured!" "Charge!" "Charge!" As Li Shutai pointed his saber, thousands of Tatars rushed out on horseback. They were all Mongols, the former masters of Eurasia.  , but at this time he became the lackey of the Manchu Qing Dynasty.  However, the combat power of this lackey should not be underestimated. The two to three hundred Tatars facing the front were all wearing leather armor, and their war horses also had armor. They were holding long guns and had scimitars on their waists, which were the sharp knives of the army.  Behind these heavy cavalry are unarmored light cavalry. They all hold well-made composite bows. The range of their bows and arrows can reach 200 meters with their horsepower. They are veritable long-range firepower!  Li Shutai looked at these cavalrymen moving forward bravely with a faint smile on his lips. No matter how powerful An'an was, he would still lose a piece of flesh!  Prince Badali of Tuxietu was even more proud. He smiled smugly and said: "Master Li, just watch the show. Even mere infantrymen dare to compete with Mongolian warriors. They are simply seeking death!" When Badali shouted, Mongolia  The cavalry had already rushed to a distance of two to three hundred steps, and many archers had already drawn their bows and arrows, looking for suitable targets.  At this moment, Li Laiheng suddenly sneered and took the lead in firing the trigger, and a tin bullet flew out.  Three hundred meters away, a scarlet blood flower bloomed on the chest of a Tatar.  The vicious wound the size of a fist killed this guy in an instant, and he fell off the horse without even saying a word.  Gunshots rang out one after another, and the Tatars fell off their horses quickly, with almost no time to react. These Mongolian cavalry only felt that the number of people around them continued to decrease, and they howled in pain.??It rang in the ears, and every sound pierced the heart, making people shudder!  Looking around blankly, most of the dead were officers of all levels, the bravest soldiers.  The remaining personnel were immediately frightened. Although they had entered the shooting range, they had long since lost the courage to fight and just wanted to shoot out bows and arrows randomly.  The damage caused by the sparse bows and arrows is almost negligible.  Li Laiheng tightly grasped the weapon in his hand. He had never loved a weapon so much!  Yes, it¡¯s love!  A love so intense that it reaches the extreme!  The Mini rifle is almost a perfect killing weapon, with an effective range of up to four hundred meters.  Moreover, the soft tin bullets also gave the blunt knife the killing effect. As long as one was shot, one would either die or be injured, and would be permanently disabled.  You have riding and shooting, we have technology!  Li Laiheng became more and more convinced that the destruction of the Tatars was just around the corner.  "Brothers, fight hard!" The gunshots rumbled, grenades flew, and waves of metal storms continued to rise among the Tatars. When they were still fifty or sixty meters away from An's position, the Tatars were  Blocked tightly.  Corpses were piled one on top of another, the injured screamed in despair, and the remaining people were terrified. In just a quarter of an hour, more than two hundred Tatars were killed or injured, and the proportion reached an astonishing 20%!  The remaining Tatars were all beaten to the point of losing their temper. They turned their horses around one by one and fled back desperately.  Badali¡¯s nose was almost crooked with anger. The cowhide was blown out so quickly, and his face had no luster.  "Sir Li, I personally lead the army. We can't break through the Nanmanzi army. Come and see us!" Li Shutai hurriedly stopped Badali. Although the Mongols were cannon fodder, they couldn't be used casually.  "Your Majesty, our top priority is to recapture Handan, and we cannot give Ming Gou a chance to gain a foothold. Therefore, we must fight quickly. We have many cavalry, why bother to fight with the barbarians." "Does Mr. Li have any clever tips?" "Talk about clever tips.  If not, I propose to divide into three groups, go around them, and attack at the right moment. If Ming Gou cares about one thing and not the other, he will definitely fail!" When Badali heard that his move made sense, he grinned and said, "Yes, that's what wolves do on the prairie.  The ones who captured the lambs kept harassing them to make them tired, and then killed them in one fell swoop. " These two people thought they had a plan, but they didn't know that they were playing into An**'s plans.  The Tatars quickly divided into three groups and rushed towards Anhui. Thousands of cavalry brought up countless dust, covering the sky and the sun.  The horse's hooves stepped on the ground, no matter how far away it was, it made my soul fly with fear!  There are only 2,500 people in An**. If you want to deal with tens of thousands of enemies, your troops are stretched thin. How to adjust it depends on the commander's ability!  "Captain Li, the Tatars are attacking from three sides, what should we do?" Ma Wannian had heard about the power of the Tatar cavalry a long time ago, and he couldn't help but think about it at this time.  "Brother Ma, what do you think we should do?" Li Laiheng asked.  Ma Wannian looked at it carefully and said: "Captain Li, based on my observation, the people on the right side of the Tatars are the most dusty, and they must be the largest in number. We should strengthen the defense on the right wing!" Li Laiheng also made this judgment, just subconsciously.  When he was about to nod, he suddenly looked up at the sky and saw a small black flag flying on the basket of the hot air balloon, pointing in the north-east direction.  The flag language is something that every general knows by heart. The five elements of the north belong to water, which is represented by black. If you see a black flag, it means that the main force of the Tatars is on their left wing.  Li Laiheng suddenly smiled relaxedly and said: "Brother Ma, do you believe in our judgment or the banner from above?" Ma Wannian smiled and said: "Didn't the prince say it all? You can't rely on imagination when fighting a war. Brothers,  "Follow me here!" "Surtu is Badali's brother. He is tall and thick and extremely ugly. He is the number one warrior of the Horqin tribe.  He had heard people talk about the prosperity of the Central Plains and the prosperity of the Ming Dynasty since he was a child. As a result, the Manchus and Qing Dynasties got the first advantage and snatched away the fat. Fortunately, the opportunity finally fell to the Mongols. His blood boiled. Two hundred of the most elite Horqin  The warrior protects him.  The Tatars rushed to the vicinity of An**, and instead of rushing to attack, they ran back and forth, kicking up dust all over the sky and disturbing their sight.  Surtu is like a seasoned hunter, waiting quietly.  The opportunity has come!  "Charge!" The cavalry rushed towards An's left wing like thunder. The two sides were getting closer and closer. The flesh on Surtu's face was about to explode with joy. There was no annoying musketeer here.  Just a group of pikemen.  With a white wax pole, trying to resist the iron cavalry is simply asking for death! ??"Kill the bright dog!" Surtu shouted forcefully, and his men rushed within a hundred steps of An**. At this moment, a row of soldiers suddenly threw the shields in their hands and fired their black guns.  He opened his mouth.  Relying on the guidance of the hot air balloon, the movements of the Tatars are all under the surveillance of the security forces, so they will simply take advantage of them!  There were twenty fire cannons in total, all aimed at Surtu. ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????!  There were gunshots, and Surtu's huge body was simply the best target. He was electrocuted, and his body exploded, with flesh and blood flying everywhere.  The three-layer armor was useless. It was as fragile as paper, and the iron sheets flew everywhere. The soldiers around him suffered as well, being injured by the flying armor leaves.  "When the smoke cleared, half of Surtu's head was gone, three bloody holes were blown out of his chest, half of his arms were gone, and he fell to the ground without saying a word.  "Taiji, Taiji!" These Mongolian cavalry were all frightened. At this time, there was another earth-shattering sound, and ten tiger crouching cannons were aimed at them.  "Let it go!" (To be continued)
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