Dominate the Country

"Master, Master..." the attendant shouted loudly in the ear of Fengsheng, who was still drunk.

Yesterday evening, the news that the former army had "recaptured" Yancheng reached the army. Fengsheng'e, Hailancha, Wang Jintai and other Manchu and Han generals were overjoyed. Even the Yancheng Restoration Army gave up. This shows that Chen Ni is really serious. The battlefield will be set in Yangzhou. Going south from Yancheng, there are many county towns waiting to be "recovered" along the way. This is all credit, and it also boosts morale!

In the current war, merit is very important, but what is more important is the improvement of morale. At that time, Feng Sheng'e said to the people around him: "Child Chen Ming made a bad move." He camped at night, and he was so happy that he asked Geshiha to bring a jar of wine and drank two more bowls. Didn't wake up. Knowing that the army would march only in the afternoon, Feng Sheng'e was a little presumptuous.

However, Feng Sheng'e woke up after being called out by his entourage. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a man kneeling on the ground. Turning his head, he saw that it was his military commander, Captain Goshiha.

"General, urgent report from Yancheng, Mr. Liu Yong Liu has been assassinated..." the general said urgently.

Feng Sheng'e didn't seem to react for a moment, so he sat up and asked, "What did you say?"

"Master Liu Yong, Liu Yong, was assassinated. Master Liu was assassinated..."

"That's nonsense." Feng Sheng's eyes widened in anger, and he kicked the man over, "Liu Chongru was in the middle of the army. He was surrounded by Shandong Lianyong to protect him. The rebel sharpshooters couldn't help him. How could he be assassinated?"

"Master General, Chen Ni dug a tunnel under the Yancheng County Government Office. They first used a small number of elites to fire cannons and set fire to the city at night. Master Liu, fearing that this was the enemy's plan to seize the opportunity to attack the east and attack the west, ordered the regiments deployed in the city to conduct training camps strictly. They only used the Qingzhou Battalion and half of the private camp to attack and kill the traitors. The county government's guards were greatly reduced. Then Chen Ni's traitors came out of the tunnel, used gunpowder packets and grenades to clear the way, and blew up the county government office. Lobby…”

Fengsheng stood up in shock and sat back on the bed. His whole face was full of shock. He was in a daze for a few seconds before he finally came back to his senses.

He clenched his fists tightly, his eyes were on fire, his nostrils were opening and closing, his cheeks were twitching, endless anger was boiling in his chest, like a boiler that was about to explode due to excessive pressure, and his teeth were clenched. Sound.

"Go and send word to the generals of each battalion." Feng Sheng'e spoke in a calm voice, but the air in the room seemed to be burning. The astonishing silence was even more frightening, making people hold their breath involuntarily and wishing they could even beat their heartbeats. Stop.

The counselor hurriedly retreated. As soon as the sunlight outside hit him, the blood that was about to solidify all over his body began to flow again, and he gasped for breath. There was a clear layer of sweat on his forehead unconsciously.

"Crash..." Feng Sheng'e's huge roar came from behind, and he kicked the coffee table away as if to vent his anger. Anger erupted like a volcano. The counselor trembled all over to alert himself, and went to deliver the order without looking back.

By the time Hai Lancha, Wang Jintai and other ten or twenty military camp officers arrived, Feng Sheng, who was sitting high in the lobby, could no longer show any trace of his previous anger. The messenger from Yancheng was waiting outside the house. After everyone arrived, the messenger entered the lobby and recounted the scene in Yancheng last night in detail.

Hearing the assassin's bravery and fearlessness of death, a commander of the Cavalry Battalion reflexively shouted: "Dead warrior!"

Isn't it true that only a dead soldier can fight so bravely without risking his life? Liu Yong was stabbed in the neck by a flying knife from Wei Changkong, and then several grenades exploded, leaving him bloody and unrecognizable. Finally, he was covered by collapsed bricks. If it weren't for the official robe, he would have been unable to recognize his identity. Come. God did not protect him. By the time Zhang Gu led people to dig out Liu Yong, he was already dead.

Eight dead soldiers attacked the county government office that was guarded by more than a hundred people. After hearing the gunshots and explosions, the heroes on patrol outside also rushed to the county government office. If they could assassinate them, three of the eight people could escape. Life is not a miracle. This space is not a world of martial arts. No matter how skilled a martial artist is, he cannot withstand three or five spears thrust at him at the same time, let alone a musket.

"Lord Zhou." Fengsheng looked at the third civil servant sitting on his right, Zhou Peixun. This person was the second person in Shandong Denglai Daotai and Shandong Tuanlian. After Liu Yong went to Shandong, he worked under Liu Yong to manage money and food. After hearing that Liu Yong had been assassinated, Zhou Peixun was shocked and didn't know what to do. When he came to the lobby and sat on a chair, he was still in a daze. Feng Sheng'e called him, and Zhou Peixun stood up quickly, but his timid look of being unable to take on the big responsibility made Feng Sheng'e frown.

"Master Liu was assassinated, the country lost a beam, and our army lost a humerus. Once reported to the court, the emperor will definitely provide compensation." Feng Sheng'e briefly summarized the incident of Liu Yong's assassination, and then said: "But the deceased has passed away. , Such is the case for the living. Mr. Liu devoted his whole life to the imperial court to suppress the rebellion, and I will never let Mr. Liu's hard work go to waste. "

"Mr. Zhou, from now on, it's up to you to advise on matters regarding the Shandong team training. You must stabilize the training of brave people." Feng Sheng'e looked serious. Among the troops marching south, the one most implicated in Liu Yong's death and the one with the greatest impact was the nearly 10,000-strong Shandong regiment. If it were another time and another place, would he care whether Liu Yong was dead or alive? Would Liu Yong's death or not be in his way? But at this juncture, it is too urgent and critical.

"General..." Zhou Peixun said to Feng Sheng'e with a sad face. But before he could finish his words, Feng Sheng'e waved his hand and said, "It's settled." Is there anyone else in the army who is suitable to lead the Shandong militia besides Zhou Peixun? Is he going to send a letter to invite Kong Zhaohuan, who is "extremely sad and sick in bed"? Regardless of whether Zhou Peixun is a soft tofu that cannot be lifted, he has to force the duck to the shelf now.

Feng Sheng'e's eagle eyes swept over the faces of the dozen or so generals below, "The assassination of Lord Liu cannot be concealed from the soldiers below. This matter may cause unrest in the army. You must appease them carefully after you go back, and you must not disturb the army. In addition, you must be careful when you camp in the future. Chen Ni can use the underground death soldiers to take Lord Liu's life today, and he can also use the underground death soldiers to take your lives tomorrow. In the face of the war, we must not be careless."

"Respect the general's order." Twenty people stood up and responded. The voice was loud, but the expressions on everyone's faces were ugly.

Liu Yong was a senior official who led nearly 10,000 Shandong militiamen and the commander of the former army. Such a person was suddenly assassinated, and he was not shot by the sharpshooters of the bandits from a distance of hundreds of meters, but was killed in a close fight. The shock and blow to the morale of the army was very great. It is not easy to appease the morale of the army with just one or two words. Moreover, once Liu Yong died, could the Shandong militiamen still be united? That was 20% of the troops in the army. Although the combat effectiveness was very average.

Feng Sheng'e didn't care whether it was difficult or not, he just wanted the result.

"The army will leave Yancheng immediately. Stay in Yancheng for a few days to calm down. It won't be too late to go south again."

"You go back immediately to calm the morale of the army. Set off on time in the afternoon."

A military meeting was hastily convened and ended hastily. Feng Sheng'e sat on a high chair and watched everyone leave. It felt as if it was false. The situation changed again overnight. The Qing army crossed the Yellow River and marched from Huai'an to Yancheng. I wonder if the morale and fighting spirit accumulated along the way will be completely lost because of Liu Yong's assassination... "General, I have written a memorial. Please take a look." Such a big event must be reported to Beijing. Feng Sheng'e sighed again and took the letter paper brought by his staff and looked down.

...

At this moment, in a cave in a residential building in the south of Yancheng, Xiao Changchun and Wei Changkong finally met. Wei Changkong changed into a new set of clothes, and blood was seeping from the front and back of his clothes. Xiao Changchun was also hit on his calf and walked with a limp. The two met and were very emotional. At the same time, Wei Changkong also learned about some things that happened on the ground. The reputation of Shandong Lianyong was completely ruined in Yancheng.

In the second half of last night, Shandong Lianyong searched the whole city like crazy. In the middle of the night, I don’t know how many people were affected, how many people lost their lives, and how many women were defiled. Don't think that the military discipline of Lianyong is better than that of the Green Camp. If Liu Yong was still alive, it would be fine. But Liu Yong is dead, and Zhang Gu and others are resentful, so Shandong Lianyong has become a beast out of control. In just two hours, he ruined all his reputation. Even Liu Yong was hated by the people of Yancheng at this time.

Yancheng Station has not received a reply, and the gates of Yancheng are closed. Shandong Lianyong believes that the Fu Han Army is still hiding in the city. After dawn, they continue to check door to door, and focus on searching the tunnels. But if the tunnels are so easy to find, the hard work of the Fu Han Army will be in vain.

The only ones who suffer are the people in Yancheng and the refugees hiding in the empty houses in the city. The people at Yancheng Station hid in several hidden caves early, and they didn't know each other. Only Xiao Changchun, the stationmaster, knows all the footholds.

"Although there are some casualties, this great achievement will be of great benefit to the decisive battle in the future. The Grand Commander will be very happy after hearing the news."

"Stationmaster Xiao doesn't know what kind of people we brothers are. For me, Wei Changkong, all 23 lives of the Wei family were lost in the hands of the dog officials, and the other brothers are similar. We have a blood feud with the government and we are sworn enemies. As long as the Grand Commander can seize the world of the Tartars in the future, I, Wei, will be willing to be torn to pieces." Wei Changkong, who was oozing with blood, spoke with a heroic spirit.

Xiao Changchun's face changed. He really didn't know that Wei Changkong had such a background. He only knew that Wei Changkong was the second-in-command of the Southern Special Operations Department and a hero in the Jianghu area of ​​Jiangsu and Zhejiang. "Brother Changkong, why would you talk about being torn to pieces? The world is in turmoil now. Under the command of the Grand Commander, our army has swept across the Yangtze River and repeatedly defeated the government army. The bright future is not a flower in the mist, but a real wealth and glory. It can be seen and touched. As long as Brother Wei is patient and works for the Grand Commander, why worry about not being able to avenge the family hatred and bring glory to the Wei family?" Wei Changkong liked to hear this. He smiled softly and said, "Thank you, Stationmaster Xiao, for your kind words." The atmosphere in the cave was extremely light at this moment. "I am not satisfied with Stationmaster Xiao. This is too good a long-term thing for me to think about. Right now, I just hope that the Grand Commander can win this decisive battle..."

If the Fu Han Army cannot defeat the enemy in the Yangtze River when the 50,000 Qing troops are coming aggressively, and when the Fu Han Army is suppressed in Nanjing and can no longer stand, whether this Qing army continues to go south to pacify Fujian or follows the Fu Han Army and bites it, it will be a great effort to reverse the decline of the Qing Dynasty.

If the Fu Han Army can win, then the military prestige will be greatly boosted immediately, and the previous two or three points of the world's dragon can be increased by one or two percent.

The impact of this war is really huge, huge.