Chapter 63: People who eat melons
"Your Majesty, your enemy does not appear to be as stupid as you describe him to be."
Fukang'an was observing the Ming army's position.
The Ming army also had a steady stream of news about the mobilization of the Qing army.
Napoleon said while looking at the opponent's information coming from his hand.
"The leading general is named Fukang'an, and he is one of the most capable generals under Qianlong..."
Zhu Daohua curled his lips.
"So the other party is certainly not an idiot."
"The other side seems to be very cautious, and they are not eager to take advantage of their strength."
Napoleon laughed.
"It seems that the fish has bitten the hook, but it's not enough. The other side only put their own army of less than 50,000 on the gambling table... and what are the so-called regiment training, they should be local Guangdong troops Big landowner, right?”
"That's right, it would be great if they all pressed out together..."
Zhu Daohua said.
"To be honest, they have too much land under their hands. If they surrender when I first arrive, I really haven't thought of how to deal with it..."
"This cannot be solved militarily. This is a political issue, my Majesty."
Zhu Daohua rubbed his forehead.
He didn't sleep well these days.
Now the battle in Guangdong has reached a critical moment.
Both sides are already at the card table.
Start putting in the chips...
How much can you win in the end?
No one can predict it.
.........
The Qing army marching out of Guangzhou and the Ming army on the edge of the Pearl River were facing each other ten miles apart.
The terrain of Guangdong basically belongs to the Pearl River Delta plain surrounded by mountains on three sides.
The terrain around Guangzhou is relatively flat.
Therefore, both sides can see the movements of the enemy troops on the opposite side from the watchtowers of the camp.
at the same time.
Just after the sun rose the next day.
Guangdong people from surrounding Dongguan, Shunde, Zengcheng and other places rushed to the south bank of the Pearl River opposite Huangpu to watch the excitement that they could not catch up with in hundreds of years.
The terrain on the south bank is slightly lower, but there are some hills on the bank, which does not hinder the view.
February in Guangdong is the time when spring flowers bloom.
These days are sunny days with very high visibility.
It is really suitable for watching the fun.
After the sun came out in the morning and dispersed the fog on the Pearl River.
People on the south bank can clearly see the military camps where the two sides are confronting each other on the south bank.
"Why is the Ming army's military camp so small?"
"There are few people."
"So few people dare to rush to Huangpu, what a hero!"
"Aren't they all heroes from the Heaven and Earth Society who fought against the Qing Dynasty and restored the Ming Dynasty?"
The people were talking and pointing.
For the common people.
They actually don't care much about who wins and who loses - whether the emperor is named Zhu or Aixinjueluo, he still farms and receives food.
No difference.
But for the local wealthy families in Guangdong.
They had to care about this war.
If these clans, which hold a large amount of land in their hands and have a large number of scholars in their clans, take the wrong side in this battle between the Ming and Qing Dynasties, which seems to be quite disparate in terms of strength.
The consequences are quite serious.
In particular, they were forced to serve as regiment trainers for the Qing Dynasty, and all the young men of the clan were dragged to the outskirts of Guangzhou.
If you are not careful, it will be the end of your body and your family.
Therefore, although Fukang'an urged these local wealthy men in Guangdong to take their young men with them to join the army.
But most people were just dilly-dallying, dilly-dallying, waiting for the Ming and Qing armies to confront each other.
Most of the clan group training only brought a small number of young men to the outskirts of Guangzhou to handle errands.
Now these rich people also sent people to the south bank to watch the battle.
Whoever wins, who they help.
"Isn't this...the number of people too small?"
A lean young man said with a frown.
"Brother Fang, the number of the army under the king's command is a bit small, but every one of them is as good as ten heroes. Back then, King Ming's army of 3,000 defeated the 200,000 Liu family rebels and the coalition forces of the Borneo countries!"
The person who was speaking was a young man wearing a gray cloth robe and a melon cap.
"Luo Qianhu, is King Ming's army really so elite?"
"Elite or not, it depends on you!"
The young man known as Luo Qianhu is named Luo Jiangong, and he is a descendant of the Luo family of Lanfang.
Now he is a member of the Ming Dynasty Jinyiwei Qianhu. The mission of coming to Guangdong this time is to contact the local heroes of the Tiandihui in Guangdong.
"Brother Fang" is named Fang Ke.
It was Fang Ke who opened a medical clinic and a martial arts gym in Zhaoqing, and was known as Zhaoqing's iron hand.
He has quite a lot of background.
The father's name is Fang Meiyu.
He also had an uncle named Fang Shiyu who died young.
Fang Shiyu and Fang Meiyu are among the "Ten Tigers of Shaolin" in Guangdong.
Southern Shaolin was destroyed by the Qing army during the Shunzhi period, and its disciples were scattered in Guangdong.
Many Shaolin disciples have connections with heaven and earth.
The Fang family is no exception.
Although the Fang family in Zhaoqing did not have a formal ceremony.
But here in Guangdong, both the Tiandi Hall and the Fang family met.
besides.
The Fang family is considered a wealthy family in Zhaoqing and has some connections with some large clans in Guangdong.
It can be eaten both black and white.
He is the key contact person of Jin Yiwei who sneaked into Guangdong.
Tie Shou Fang stared at the sun and moon flag flying in front of him.
But my heart was crying.
Shouting against the Qing Dynasty and restoring the Ming Dynasty every day is just a tradition among people from all walks of life in the Tiandi synagogue.
If you really want to say it, you must join the rebellion against the Qing Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty.
Property owners like Tie Shou Fang who have family and property are not very willing.
The risk is too great.
But he didn't dare to offend Jin Yiwei.
In Guangdong, there are also many members of the Tiandihui who are working together to respond to King Ming's call and raise troops to fight against the Qing Dynasty.
Among them, those with White Lotus background are the most active.
The followers attracted by the White Lotus Sect are basically from the lower classes.
He was originally very motivated to rebel.
The White Lotus Sect has already appeared in the Southern Song Dynasty.
However, a lot of changes seemed to have taken place in the Qing Dynasty.
The biggest change was the influence of the anti-Qing and Fuming thoughts.
The slogan also became "The white lotus blooms, Maitreya is born, the sun and moon return, and King Ming is born."
Now King Ming really led his troops across the sea.
Why don't the incense owners from all over the White Lotus Sect take this opportunity to publicize "the birth of King Ming" to attract followers and increase their strength?
Of course Fang Ke didn't believe in "the birth of King Ming".
And there are no signs of the Qing Dynasty’s demise.
It even looks quite powerful.
A few years ago, the entire Zhungeer tribe was slaughtered.
There are heroes from the Tiandihui in Taiwan who are revolting.
It was also quickly suppressed.
There was no big wave at all.
Now King Ming only occupies Lantau Island on the mainland...
How to confront the wealthy Qing Dynasty?
Fang Ke, who was complaining in his heart, planned to run away.
But he looked at Luo Jiangong's waist with fear.
Fang Shiyu's nephew is naturally very good at fighting, otherwise he wouldn't be nicknamed "Iron Hand Fang" at such a young age in the world.
Let’s talk about both sides’ fist and kick skills.
That Fang Ke was fully confident of defeating the opponent.
but....
There may be a short-barreled firecracker on the opponent's waist, and a short blade on the boot on his calf.
Fang Ke's boxing and kicking skills are even better.
Being hit with a bludgeon, being slashed with a knife, I'm afraid I'll have to blow out the lamp and pull out the wax...
Right now.
The drums suddenly sounded.
"coming soon!"
The two stretched their necks and looked across the river.
