There are only three to five days before the New Year, and tens of thousands of Qin troops are living a lively life under Luoyang City.
Money, food and supplies from Xiangcheng arrived one after another, and the major military villages were also full of joy.
Just because of King Yu's words, Luoyang City was destroyed, and he achieved five points of merit.
In other words, if you make your first contribution, it will be eight points of merit, enough to exchange for sixteen acres of land.
"I'm so envious!"
As an auxiliary soldier, Wang Chunqing was responsible for transporting heavy supplies of money and food, especially the ten huge red cannons, weighing four to five thousand kilograms.
It was difficult to travel in the snow and the ground was muddy in winter, and the journey only lasted thirty or forty miles a day, causing countless hardships for many people.
Of course, as old prisoners who had been tamed and worked for a year, they were responsible for monitoring the newly captured 20,000 Western troops and carrying money, food and luggage.
Using the left army to supervise the western army, His Royal Highness the King of Yu is really good.
"good!"
Zhu Cao, who was in charge of food, salary and merit examination, squinted his eyes, and his tall and thin figure revealed his incomparable authority.
He personally watched the arrival of the red artillery, repeated it over and over again, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
Looking at the soldier in front of him, Zhu Mou smiled and said: "This was done well. Although it took a little more time, it was all safe in the end."
"This is what a humble person should do."
Wang Chunqing was flattered. From being a prisoner to serving as an auxiliary soldier, it was already a big leap. When he received praise, he was really surprised.
"Those 20,000 Western thieves are still untamed."
Zhu Mou said affectionately: "You have submitted to King Yu for half a year, and you are already an old man. Now you have made great achievements in running food and grass. Your Highness has already spoken. You can choose to be soldiers in the future to avoid the hardship of farming."
"Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness!" Wang Chunqing was overjoyed and hurriedly bowed her hands.
Immediately, Wang Chunqing returned to the camp with excitement on his face to share the joy.
"After all, we in Zuozhen are also officers and soldiers, which are very different from the Western bandits."
"His grandma can finally serve as an officer and soldier. I heard that the Qin army has enough to eat and drink, and the monthly salary is not in arrears. I have thought about it for a long time..."
The auxiliary barracks instantly boiled.
Don't be afraid of comparison in everything. The more you compare, the more sad you will be.
Zuo Zhen is free and free and can rob people at will.
But this thing is just like hunting. It has good and bad qualities. When you are hungry, you can eat and drink every day.
After half a year of farming, the thorns have long been suppressed, and now they all want to join the army and live a good life.
Of course, the defeat of the Manchu Qing Dynasty under the walls of Ruzhou made King Yu's reputation instantly reach its peak. Everyone wanted to follow a general who was victorious in every battle.
Wang Chunqing smiled, took out a bag of fried noodles, soaked it in a wooden basin, poured hot water that had just been boiled, and stirred it up.
He carefully tore up a piece of horse meat jerky and mixed it into the paste, and the aroma instantly filled the air.
The Eight Banners killed the horses, and everyone in the Qin army benefited. What they couldn't finish was smoked, and their auxiliary troops could also share some.
"Head, where did this coal come from?"
The auxiliary soldiers on the side were busy doing the same thing. Looking at the red-hot clay stove, they couldn't help but ask.
"I heard it's next to Luoyang."
Wang Chunqing lit the fire and ate the paste while muttering: "It's a good thing King Yu sent the coal, otherwise many people would get sick."
"Hey, we have coal, but the slaves don't. Let's see how they can survive!"
On the side, the auxiliary soldiers gloated.
Eating the paste, thinking about the happy days of being a soldier in the future, I became more and more happy.
In the central army, His Royal Highness the King of Yu was warming himself up by the fire, drinking the cooked tea, looking relaxed.
Chen Yongfu, You Shiwei and other generals sitting around him were drinking bitter tea and pretending to be good.
"Transportation is difficult in winter. Although the volume of fried noodles is small, the burden is still huge."
King Yu looked at the different expressions of the generals and couldn't help but said softly.
Apparently, they prefer wine, and tea is given to them as much as cows chewing peonies.
It's a pity that Prime Minister Hui Teng is not here, and this guy is arty. Even if it tastes bad, he seems to be full of interest, and he can even come up to ask a few questions about the origin of the tea.
"Furthermore, despite the coal mining, there are still many soldiers suffering from frostbite, so Luoyang must be dealt with as soon as possible."
"What your Highness said is true."
Chen Yongfu hurriedly put down the tea, cupped his hands and said: "Now that the red artillery has arrived, Luoyang City will naturally be captured."
"If it weren't for the casualties of the sons and daughters, Luoyang would have been captured long ago."
You Shiwei also spoke, his face full of joy.
In Luoyang, there are three kings, two county kings, and one prince. This is a great achievement that can shake the sky.
King Yu eats meat, so they can get some light and make a count out of him.
The other generals were also eager to try, and even clamored to kill the fake King Yu in order to vent his anger for His Highness.
Morale is available.
Zhu Yixi touched her shallow goatee, then laughed and said: "A mere false king, a barbarian, who doesn't even know how to write the word "Yu", dares to claim it falsely, he deserves to die."
Liu Tingjie stepped forward, his eyes bright, and said loudly: "The Mingjie camp has invited us to come first, and it will surely fall into the city and capture the false king alive!!"
"Okay!" Zhu Yixi stood up and laughed: "General Liu is so ambitious, why can't I fulfill his ambition?"
So, among all the regrets and envy, Liu Tingjie came out on top and won the favor of King Yu.
Just when it was decided to attack the city tomorrow, it was night and heavy snow fell from the sky. It lasted for two days. The snow was three inches thick and the sky and the earth were completely white.
As a last resort, the offensive could only be delayed, leaving Luoyang City to linger for two days.
On the third day, the entire Qin army attacked, and ten red cannons were slowly moved out and slowly positioned two miles away from Luoyang.
The huge red cannon silenced the entire city of Luoyang for an instant.
Whether it is Duduo or Geng Zhongming, they both know the red artillery very well, and it is precisely because of this that they are even more afraid.
Duduo wore a mink velvet hat and looked at Qin Jun who looked like black spots. The wind couldn't stop coming into his bare forehead and his scalp was numb.
Geng Zhongming clenched his hands, which were wet, and his fingers were almost bleeding.
Kong Youde is a rough man, but his thoughts are simple. How can he save his life and escape under this cannon?
You know, since the three of them surrendered to the Manchus, they have always maintained an artillery advantage over the Ming army. In the Battle of Jinzhou that year, fifty red cannons destroyed Jinzhou.
As for the Ming army in Jinzhou, there are at most twenty.
Of course, to this day, they still can't figure out how the Qin Army had so many red cannons.
"No one in the Qing Dynasty surrendered!"
Duduo's eyes were red, and when he saw the artillery approaching from the opposite side, he couldn't help but growl:
"The warriors of the Eight Banners are never afraid of death, let alone surrender to the lowly Han people, and fight to the end!"
"Of course!" Geng Zhongming looked determined but cursed in his heart. He couldn't help but echoed: "Since the day he surrendered to the Qing Dynasty, the general has never thought about changing his family."
"Even if he dies, the general will still have to support a few Ming troops!"
Kong Youde also said in a low voice.
"Okay!" Although Duduo didn't know what they really thought, he felt a little relieved.
Suddenly, several people who were full of sacrifice saw the fire-clothed cannons under the city suddenly retracted.
"This is?"
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