Within half a month, take over Nyeon!Kill all the rebels and capture the thief Chen Jikuo.Liu Sheng ordered the military generals around him, and his attitude was very serious.
All the generals held their fists and took the orders, and everyone was excited.
Liu Sheng made such a decision not impulse.
It has been three days since the Ming army entered Qinghua City and repaired it. Liu Sheng convened civil and military affairs several times and has never discussed the deadline for the attack.
It was not until today that he learned that Chen Jikuo's troops had continued to travel south to Ng'an (Rong City) after he arrived in Yanzhou (Huangmei), and he was full of confidence in time.
From Qinghua City to Yanzhou and then to Ng'an, the whole journey is about 300 miles.
If you just march, the Ming army's infantry and cavalry could reach Nyeon City within seven days; but because there was Yanzhou City in the middle, and then you had to conquer Nyeon, it was difficult to estimate the time for the siege.
Unexpectedly, Chen Jikuo continued to retreat south, and Yanzhou City itself was not a big city, and with the empty troops and panic, all the situation gradually became clear.
Everyone left the headquarters of the Central Army one after another.Liu Sheng picked up his helmet and put it on his head with a straight face. He immediately lifted the scabbard from the table and hung a belt. He then walked out of the lobby.
A group of elite cavalry in the central army surrounded Liu Sheng and rode his horse to the street.At this time, the Ming army that went to war in various units had already set off from several barracks. The streets were noisy and there were neat queues everywhere.
Only three days have passed, and today's Qinghua City is completely different from the scene when the Ming army entered the city.
Many Annan people came out and watched the Ming army's troops.
Of course, the Annan people do not have any food and slurry, and most of them just want to watch the fun and the strange things.
When people watch the fun, of course, they must first feel that they will not be killed, so no one came to watch the other day.
I don’t know if it was the promotion and role of the military officials in the past few days, or if the Ming army did maintain military discipline and did not act recklessly in the Qinghua period, but in short, the situation has changed.
The common people of Annan faced the Ming army soldiers, full of curiosity and awe.
According to Pei Youzhen's people who secretly investigated the people, the report was that the Ming army soldiers did not rob and many people thought that the Ming people were very wealthy.
Perhaps because the locals can only see the appearance, the young and strong Han people, born taller than the ordinary Annan people (give people a good feeling), and wear very good clothes.
The people of Annan, including civilians in the Ming Dynasty, were generally very economical, and ordinary people were dressed old and wrinkled; but these Ming soldiers took the new military uniforms mass-made by the weaving factory, so the military appearance was naturally different.
Moreover, according to the new laws since the Wude Dynasty, soldiers who went to war will receive a small amount of military pay. In the past few days, many soldiers have taken the copper coins issued by the government and spent money in the city.
This kind of thing is very rare in the Annan army, and the soldiers of the Annan rebels were all poor.
The Ming army was in a state of purging its appearance and its morale was high.
Many people are looking forward to making contributions on the battlefield. People no longer think about the illusory title of marquis and ministers, but look forward to more practical and universal benefits. As long as they make contributions in fighting, they receive rewards alive, and die to change the fate of the whole family. From then on, the court will support future generations and enter the class of scholars or generals.
Everyone was carrying new muskets shining under the sun, beating gongs and drums, and holding various flags, and were marching in unison.
Not far away, a group of soldiers sang a small song with great interest: The fragrance of plum blossoms fills the post road, and the wild geese soar into a row.Spring cold leans in the pavilion, looking at the direction of the expedition.Recalling the first meeting in the rain, the wild geese send their sweet girl to memorize.The warriors are loyal to the emperor and protect the country, and they will never forget the cold spring.The fragrance of plum blossoms fills the post road...
The battlefield full of gunpowder fighting in front of the military households seems to have become a prosperous road to make a fortune.
The wonderful song is like a dreamy hope woven by countless soldiers. During the rise of the Ming Empire, the court was clear and the family was improved, and women were always beautiful.
Such a strange and crazy army, the locals naturally had never seen it, no wonder so many people came to watch.
Liu Sheng rode a tall horse and led the elite cavalry out of the southern city gate.He sat on the horse's back and looked ahead. The terrain within his sight was relatively flat, and there were occasionally low-rise forests in the distance.
He turned his head and looked to the right and saw a long string of gray hard sails floating deep in the rice fields and on the river that was not wide.The Ming army sand ships opened their sails on the narrower river channel, which was because of the wind.
Liu Sheng raised his head, felt the comfortable north wind, and looked at the bright sun in the east, and felt that everything was perfect.He couldn't help but sigh: God helps me!
In addition to the troops left behind in Qinghua City, Liu Sheng's land division still had more than 20,000 infantry and cavalry, and each unit advanced along the river and land.
In the afternoon of the same day, the army stopped marching.
In the places selected by the vanguard army and the baggage battalion, the soldiers built simple military camps, stationed in repairs, and made fires to make food.
(The baggage battalion and the vanguard army will go first, and they will reach the end of the water transport in advance; nearly a hundred miles from Qinghua City, the baggage battalion will requisition a Tuzhai there and then build a military warehouse.)
While the Central Army's tent was being built, Liu Sheng stood in the camp. While he was looking at the map, he was watching the surrounding terrain.
Although the army had been more than 40 miles away from Qinghua City, the terrain here was still relatively flat, and to the east of the military camp were endless rice fields.
However, according to the map drawn by the North Bureau of the Guardian Department, after Liu Sheng led his army to the warehouse north of Yanzhou, he would enter a mountainous area and the terrain would no longer be so open.
Yanzhou Beicang is only a few dozen miles away from Yanzhou City.
When the Ming army attacks from there, the troops will be at the Yanzhou city in more than a day, so the army does not need to carry much food and grass; because the Yanzhou city's air defense is fragile, the soldiers do not even need to transport much heavy weapons.
Based on Liu Sheng's decision-making strategy, he occupied Yanzhou a few days later, and then took Yanzhou as the base camp and continued to advance towards Ng'an; as long as the army arrived at the city of Ng'an, he could rely on the waterway connected to the sea and Chajiang River to obtain sufficient supplies from the water.
After a long time, Liu Sheng asked his personal soldiers to put away the drawings.He turned to look at the place of the Zhongjun tent and saw that the tent had been built.
At this moment, a sound of a cry of cold came not far away.
Liu Sheng looked sideways when he heard the sound and saw Pei Youzhen, the Minister of War, who was accompanying the army.
Pei Youzhen was wearing a round-necked robe and knelt on a piece of grass, blew a bamboo silence, as if she was auditioning.
Next to Pei Youzhen, there was only a scholar's entourage holding a pair of cymbals in his hand; it was a copper percussion instrument with two cymbals on the left and right.
Liu Sheng walked over and clasped his fists and said: Mr. Pei Yaxing.
Pei Youzhen looked up at Liu Sheng, bowed her hand and said, "I finished a song a few days ago. I just saw the scene of the army camping and the scenery of a foreign country. I felt that this scene was very consistent. If I didn't play this song, when would I wait?
Liu Sheng said: I will listen carefully, but I wonder what the name of this song is?
Pei Youzhen said: It is called "Ten Miles of Jinling".
Liu Sheng sat cross-legged not far away, stopped talking, and waited for Pei Youzhen's performance.
Pei Youzhen didn't play it immediately. He closed his eyes and rested for a while, as if he was brewing his emotions, or remembering the song silently first.
After opening his eyes, Pei Youzhen looked around at the surrounding scenery and sighed: The sun, moon, dragon flag is rising thousands of miles away, where is Jinling in the end of the world?
After he said that, he glanced at the follower's literati, who looked at Pei Youzhen and nodded slightly.
Pei Youzhen picked up the bamboo Xiao and started playing.Only when he heard a sound of Xiao, Liu Sheng nodded and showed a look of praise. Although he was not proficient in music, he could also hear that the opening melody was very nice.
At first there was only a bamboo branch playing solo, but it was magnificent; the slightly hoarse sound of the sound was filled with a sense of vitality.
Especially the occasional short roar during this period, it seemed as if people could hear the arrogant chirping of the goshawks in the sky.
Soon the cymbals were added to the music. The copper cymbals could use different strengths and angles to make completely different sounds.
The scribe listened to the melody and first tapped gently, like a crisp spring water, dotted in the sound of the wind.
Then the scribe began to slap the copper cymbals hard, maintaining a slow and even rhythm. He raised his head and sang with the melody played by the sound of the sound.
There are no lyrics, just simple voices, allowing his rough voice to fluctuate with the music.
He seemed to be singing something, and he seemed to be sighing about something; occasionally there would be broken sounds, but it did not seem like mistakes and flaws, but instead blended with the hoarse and unique Xiaoyin sound and shone together.
Liu Sheng was secretly amazed. He didn't expect that Pei Youzhen, who was a teacher from the Han Palace, had a very talented music. He never thought that just a single slight or a pair of cymbals could play such a magnificent and emotional song.
The music played by Pei Youzhen and others is invisible and lyrics, but the artistic conception seems to be quite profound.
Originally, Liu Sheng only had an emotion that could not be accurately grasped and was infected with the rhythm, but because he said the name "Wanli Jinling" in advance, the invisible emotion seemed to have a direction; let Liu Sheng follow that direction, as if he felt the ambition and ambition, a little helplessness and homesickness, and even sin and sacrifice.
Because the melody of this song is not just about generosity.
Amid the music, the sun in the west gradually sets down, scattering the remaining golden light onto the vast land. The color at this moment is like a dream.
The soldiers on duty in the west stood motionless on the mound in one hand, holding the cherry gun in the other. In the rays of light, his figure only had a black outline, and in an instant it looked like a statue, making people feel that it would stand there forever.
The sun and moon dragon flag fluttered in the wind over the big tent, and a white-bellied bird flew across the river and rushed into the air with a graceful and agile posture.
There were countless camp tents on the ground, and the smoke from the cooking stove had not stopped. The soldiers also heard the sound of blowing music, and many faces flashed before Liu Sheng's eyes.
Liu Sheng set his eyes far away, deep in the sky to the south.His goal of conquest seemed to be near, but the heart of the Ming Dynasty seemed endless.
All the generals held their fists and took the orders, and everyone was excited.
Liu Sheng made such a decision not impulse.
It has been three days since the Ming army entered Qinghua City and repaired it. Liu Sheng convened civil and military affairs several times and has never discussed the deadline for the attack.
It was not until today that he learned that Chen Jikuo's troops had continued to travel south to Ng'an (Rong City) after he arrived in Yanzhou (Huangmei), and he was full of confidence in time.
From Qinghua City to Yanzhou and then to Ng'an, the whole journey is about 300 miles.
If you just march, the Ming army's infantry and cavalry could reach Nyeon City within seven days; but because there was Yanzhou City in the middle, and then you had to conquer Nyeon, it was difficult to estimate the time for the siege.
Unexpectedly, Chen Jikuo continued to retreat south, and Yanzhou City itself was not a big city, and with the empty troops and panic, all the situation gradually became clear.
Everyone left the headquarters of the Central Army one after another.Liu Sheng picked up his helmet and put it on his head with a straight face. He immediately lifted the scabbard from the table and hung a belt. He then walked out of the lobby.
A group of elite cavalry in the central army surrounded Liu Sheng and rode his horse to the street.At this time, the Ming army that went to war in various units had already set off from several barracks. The streets were noisy and there were neat queues everywhere.
Only three days have passed, and today's Qinghua City is completely different from the scene when the Ming army entered the city.
Many Annan people came out and watched the Ming army's troops.
Of course, the Annan people do not have any food and slurry, and most of them just want to watch the fun and the strange things.
When people watch the fun, of course, they must first feel that they will not be killed, so no one came to watch the other day.
I don’t know if it was the promotion and role of the military officials in the past few days, or if the Ming army did maintain military discipline and did not act recklessly in the Qinghua period, but in short, the situation has changed.
The common people of Annan faced the Ming army soldiers, full of curiosity and awe.
According to Pei Youzhen's people who secretly investigated the people, the report was that the Ming army soldiers did not rob and many people thought that the Ming people were very wealthy.
Perhaps because the locals can only see the appearance, the young and strong Han people, born taller than the ordinary Annan people (give people a good feeling), and wear very good clothes.
The people of Annan, including civilians in the Ming Dynasty, were generally very economical, and ordinary people were dressed old and wrinkled; but these Ming soldiers took the new military uniforms mass-made by the weaving factory, so the military appearance was naturally different.
Moreover, according to the new laws since the Wude Dynasty, soldiers who went to war will receive a small amount of military pay. In the past few days, many soldiers have taken the copper coins issued by the government and spent money in the city.
This kind of thing is very rare in the Annan army, and the soldiers of the Annan rebels were all poor.
The Ming army was in a state of purging its appearance and its morale was high.
Many people are looking forward to making contributions on the battlefield. People no longer think about the illusory title of marquis and ministers, but look forward to more practical and universal benefits. As long as they make contributions in fighting, they receive rewards alive, and die to change the fate of the whole family. From then on, the court will support future generations and enter the class of scholars or generals.
Everyone was carrying new muskets shining under the sun, beating gongs and drums, and holding various flags, and were marching in unison.
Not far away, a group of soldiers sang a small song with great interest: The fragrance of plum blossoms fills the post road, and the wild geese soar into a row.Spring cold leans in the pavilion, looking at the direction of the expedition.Recalling the first meeting in the rain, the wild geese send their sweet girl to memorize.The warriors are loyal to the emperor and protect the country, and they will never forget the cold spring.The fragrance of plum blossoms fills the post road...
The battlefield full of gunpowder fighting in front of the military households seems to have become a prosperous road to make a fortune.
The wonderful song is like a dreamy hope woven by countless soldiers. During the rise of the Ming Empire, the court was clear and the family was improved, and women were always beautiful.
Such a strange and crazy army, the locals naturally had never seen it, no wonder so many people came to watch.
Liu Sheng rode a tall horse and led the elite cavalry out of the southern city gate.He sat on the horse's back and looked ahead. The terrain within his sight was relatively flat, and there were occasionally low-rise forests in the distance.
He turned his head and looked to the right and saw a long string of gray hard sails floating deep in the rice fields and on the river that was not wide.The Ming army sand ships opened their sails on the narrower river channel, which was because of the wind.
Liu Sheng raised his head, felt the comfortable north wind, and looked at the bright sun in the east, and felt that everything was perfect.He couldn't help but sigh: God helps me!
In addition to the troops left behind in Qinghua City, Liu Sheng's land division still had more than 20,000 infantry and cavalry, and each unit advanced along the river and land.
In the afternoon of the same day, the army stopped marching.
In the places selected by the vanguard army and the baggage battalion, the soldiers built simple military camps, stationed in repairs, and made fires to make food.
(The baggage battalion and the vanguard army will go first, and they will reach the end of the water transport in advance; nearly a hundred miles from Qinghua City, the baggage battalion will requisition a Tuzhai there and then build a military warehouse.)
While the Central Army's tent was being built, Liu Sheng stood in the camp. While he was looking at the map, he was watching the surrounding terrain.
Although the army had been more than 40 miles away from Qinghua City, the terrain here was still relatively flat, and to the east of the military camp were endless rice fields.
However, according to the map drawn by the North Bureau of the Guardian Department, after Liu Sheng led his army to the warehouse north of Yanzhou, he would enter a mountainous area and the terrain would no longer be so open.
Yanzhou Beicang is only a few dozen miles away from Yanzhou City.
When the Ming army attacks from there, the troops will be at the Yanzhou city in more than a day, so the army does not need to carry much food and grass; because the Yanzhou city's air defense is fragile, the soldiers do not even need to transport much heavy weapons.
Based on Liu Sheng's decision-making strategy, he occupied Yanzhou a few days later, and then took Yanzhou as the base camp and continued to advance towards Ng'an; as long as the army arrived at the city of Ng'an, he could rely on the waterway connected to the sea and Chajiang River to obtain sufficient supplies from the water.
After a long time, Liu Sheng asked his personal soldiers to put away the drawings.He turned to look at the place of the Zhongjun tent and saw that the tent had been built.
At this moment, a sound of a cry of cold came not far away.
Liu Sheng looked sideways when he heard the sound and saw Pei Youzhen, the Minister of War, who was accompanying the army.
Pei Youzhen was wearing a round-necked robe and knelt on a piece of grass, blew a bamboo silence, as if she was auditioning.
Next to Pei Youzhen, there was only a scholar's entourage holding a pair of cymbals in his hand; it was a copper percussion instrument with two cymbals on the left and right.
Liu Sheng walked over and clasped his fists and said: Mr. Pei Yaxing.
Pei Youzhen looked up at Liu Sheng, bowed her hand and said, "I finished a song a few days ago. I just saw the scene of the army camping and the scenery of a foreign country. I felt that this scene was very consistent. If I didn't play this song, when would I wait?
Liu Sheng said: I will listen carefully, but I wonder what the name of this song is?
Pei Youzhen said: It is called "Ten Miles of Jinling".
Liu Sheng sat cross-legged not far away, stopped talking, and waited for Pei Youzhen's performance.
Pei Youzhen didn't play it immediately. He closed his eyes and rested for a while, as if he was brewing his emotions, or remembering the song silently first.
After opening his eyes, Pei Youzhen looked around at the surrounding scenery and sighed: The sun, moon, dragon flag is rising thousands of miles away, where is Jinling in the end of the world?
After he said that, he glanced at the follower's literati, who looked at Pei Youzhen and nodded slightly.
Pei Youzhen picked up the bamboo Xiao and started playing.Only when he heard a sound of Xiao, Liu Sheng nodded and showed a look of praise. Although he was not proficient in music, he could also hear that the opening melody was very nice.
At first there was only a bamboo branch playing solo, but it was magnificent; the slightly hoarse sound of the sound was filled with a sense of vitality.
Especially the occasional short roar during this period, it seemed as if people could hear the arrogant chirping of the goshawks in the sky.
Soon the cymbals were added to the music. The copper cymbals could use different strengths and angles to make completely different sounds.
The scribe listened to the melody and first tapped gently, like a crisp spring water, dotted in the sound of the wind.
Then the scribe began to slap the copper cymbals hard, maintaining a slow and even rhythm. He raised his head and sang with the melody played by the sound of the sound.
There are no lyrics, just simple voices, allowing his rough voice to fluctuate with the music.
He seemed to be singing something, and he seemed to be sighing about something; occasionally there would be broken sounds, but it did not seem like mistakes and flaws, but instead blended with the hoarse and unique Xiaoyin sound and shone together.
Liu Sheng was secretly amazed. He didn't expect that Pei Youzhen, who was a teacher from the Han Palace, had a very talented music. He never thought that just a single slight or a pair of cymbals could play such a magnificent and emotional song.
The music played by Pei Youzhen and others is invisible and lyrics, but the artistic conception seems to be quite profound.
Originally, Liu Sheng only had an emotion that could not be accurately grasped and was infected with the rhythm, but because he said the name "Wanli Jinling" in advance, the invisible emotion seemed to have a direction; let Liu Sheng follow that direction, as if he felt the ambition and ambition, a little helplessness and homesickness, and even sin and sacrifice.
Because the melody of this song is not just about generosity.
Amid the music, the sun in the west gradually sets down, scattering the remaining golden light onto the vast land. The color at this moment is like a dream.
The soldiers on duty in the west stood motionless on the mound in one hand, holding the cherry gun in the other. In the rays of light, his figure only had a black outline, and in an instant it looked like a statue, making people feel that it would stand there forever.
The sun and moon dragon flag fluttered in the wind over the big tent, and a white-bellied bird flew across the river and rushed into the air with a graceful and agile posture.
There were countless camp tents on the ground, and the smoke from the cooking stove had not stopped. The soldiers also heard the sound of blowing music, and many faces flashed before Liu Sheng's eyes.
Liu Sheng set his eyes far away, deep in the sky to the south.His goal of conquest seemed to be near, but the heart of the Ming Dynasty seemed endless.
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