"It seems that our weapons are still very low. I really didn't expect that the Qing soldiers could withstand casualties and rush to the front of our army's formation." Zhang Rui said with a sigh as he looked at the fighting on the battlefield.
Under the Manchu Qing's destruction of their respective cultures, it was almost impossible for ordinary people to find books on simple training methods for the army, let alone knowledge about army management.
Without certain knowledge and knowledge, it is impossible for ordinary people in this era to successfully rebel, because the lack of structure determines that they are destined to fail.
If Zhang Rui had not been a time traveler, with the knowledge of later generations, and an epoch-making understanding of the world, he might have been directly wiped out by the Qing army when Zhang Rui first rebelled.
The Qing army, which only thought that it could defeat a large army with a small number of firearms, really looked down on the Manchus. Although the Qing soldiers at this time were corrupt, they still had some combat effectiveness compared with those during the Opium War. The large number of people in the land is the biggest advantage of the Manchu Qing Dynasty. Even if it cannot defeat the enemy for a while, it can still drag down the chaos in this area.
It is precisely for this reason that Zhang Rui's current goal is to give priority to competing with the Manchus for territory. The territory is not large and the vertical and horizontal areas are not enough. No matter how strong the management of a territory is, it will be difficult to fight for a long time. This is why Zhang Rui let go
"Brother Six is right, but what if those dog-haired soldiers rush in front of us? There are still not enough for us to kill. They are just bullies who are afraid of the strong. If they oppose us, they will not be killed." Li De, the commander of the Sharp Saber Army next to Zhang Rui, had a full face. He looked down on the Qing army and said disdainfully.
"Commander Li, it is right to despise the enemy strategically, but you still have to pay attention to the enemy tactically." Zhang Rui looked at Li De's somewhat complacent look and couldn't help but beat him, so that he would not appear to be fearless in the future. , causing trouble.
"Commander Wang." Zhang Rui turned his head and looked at Wang Yan, the new commander of the Red Field Army, and asked.
Wang Yangan, a native of Sichuan, was originally a guerrilla general stationed in Green Camp, Changsha, Hunan. When the bandit suppression army attacked Changsha, he led his troops to join the bandit suppression army. In the subsequent Hunan and Hubei campaigns of the Suppression Bandit Army, Wang Yangandu rose through the ranks with outstanding military exploits, and now he was directly promoted by Zhang Rui to the position of commander of the new army, the Red Field Army.
"Go back to Sixth Brother, the general is here." Wang Yan dared to reply with a respectful military salute.
Although Wang Yandao can be regarded as having great military achievements, his lack of qualifications is currently his biggest shortcoming. Therefore, when it comes to etiquette issues, Wang Yan dares not to go overboard in the slightest, fearing that someone will make excuses and embarrass Zhang Rui.
"Commander Wang, there is no need to be so restrained." Zhang Rui said in return.
For Zhang Rui, Wang Yan dared to admire him from the bottom of his heart. At such a young age, he could lead a group of people to conquer such a huge empire. What was important was that he could also abstain from prostitution and extravagance. This is very different from those who just conquered a few counties and started to claim kings and saints, and plundered everywhere. If such people can't succeed in the uprising, who else can?
"Yes, Sixth Brother." Wang Yangan still looked respectful.
Wang Yangan had quite a lot of contact with Zhang Rui, but every time he saw Zhang Rui, Wang Yangan always felt like he couldn't see through him. Many of his thoughts seemed not to come from this world.
"What do you think of the next war?" Zhang Rui had no choice but to ask directly when he saw this.
"The Qing troops on the opposite side have been defeated. It depends on how their last cavalry fares." Wang Yan dared to look at the non-stop battlefield and said.
"The Manchu cavalry is indeed very powerful, but I believe that Li Kaifu will not let me down." Zhang Rui looked towards the direction of the cavalry and replied.
Cavalry is generally used for mobile penetration, harassment and pursuit on the battlefield. But since the beginning of the war, there have been very few cavalry engagements between the two armies, all of which are intended to be used as swords.
"In this case, it will be just around the corner for our troops to enter Hefei." Wang Yan dared to say firmly without any pretense.
"Haha..." Zhang Rui laughed happily.
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"Haha... Ji Aiqing, how about you come over and take a look at my calligraphy?"
Rehe Province
Qingyuan Pavilion in Chengde Summer Resort
The surrounding area of Xuan Pavilion is filled with flowers, rockeries, flowing water, and fish swimming on small bridges. The scenery is beautiful and moving, and the poetic and picturesque scenery makes people relaxed, happy and comfortable.
At this time, Qianlong was standing with calligraphy written on the stone table in the Xuan Pavilion. He had just finished writing and was in a good mood when he looked at Ji Xiaolan standing next to him and asked for his opinion.
Among the people who came to Rehe this time, Qianlong found this courtier named Ji Xiaolan. He is very good in both writing and speaking, and he can always make himself laugh unexpectedly.
"Yes, that humble minister is bold." Ji Xiaolan knelt down and saluted respectfully, then he slowly got up and leaned in front of the paper written by Qianlong to take a look.
"Ok, what the hell is this? It's like a ghost drawing amulet. My calligraphy is better than his. But..."
"Well?"
Qianlong looked at Ji Xiaolan standing there stunned for a while without saying anything, frowning and relaxing for a while, and he couldn't help but feel happy in his heart.
"Wei Chen is guilty." As soon as Ji Xiaolan heard Qianlong's displeasure, he immediately knelt down and shouted.
"I'm asking you to comment on my calligraphy, so how can I say that I'm guilty? You just say whether it's good or bad. I don't blame you. I forgive you." Qianlong was quite satisfied with Ji Xiaolan's actions. It seems that he still knows that he is just a small courtier, and he does not take himself seriously.
"I thank you, Your Majesty." Ji Xiaolan kowtowed and replied.
"Okay, tell me what you think!" Qianlong said while looking at Ji Xiaolan kneeling on the ground.
"I'm so bold, I'm sorry. If I make a mistake, I'll ask the Holy Spirit to please you." Ji Xiaolan bowed her hands in bows.
Qianlong looked at Ji Xiaolan and said nothing. Ji Xiaolan continued: "The reason why Wei Chen was in a daze just now was because he was shocked by the calligraphy of the Holy Master. Wei Chen was immediately drawn into this calligraphy and couldn't extricate himself. It was also In this way, the minister neglected that the Holy One was right next to him, which is really a sin."
"Oh? Is there such a thing?" Qianlong's curiosity was immediately attracted by Ji Xiaolan.
"Exactly. Your Majesty, guess what Wei Chen saw?" Ji Xiaolan stretched out her head and said.
"Stop showing off." Qianlong said hurriedly.
"Hey, I obey the order." Ji Xiaolan responded cautiously. "Wei Chen just saw a dragon on the Holy Sage, a dragon walking on the rice paper. The Holy Sage's pen and ink are sonorous, powerful and majestic."
"Your Majesty, please look here..." Ji Xiaolan pointed to the decree on the stone table and said.
Since Ji Xiaolan was still kneeling on the ground at this time, there was no way to point out the place directly.
"I love you." Qianlong seemed to have just noticed it, and asked Ji Xiaolan to stand up.
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