Back to the Ming Dynasty to be a tyrant

Hearing Li Hongji mention arms, Wu Sangui, who was already leaning toward this plan, suddenly came to his senses: "If you sell our arms, what will we use? What will we need to pay to transport supplies and arms from Daming to here?" How big is it, you don't know?"

Li Hongji snorted and said, "When I went out to sea with His Highness the King of Tang, I knew everything about sea transportation. Of course, I was very clear about the cost of transporting supplies and ammunition from Daming to here. .”

Wu Sangui said: "Then you still dare to trade arms with barbarians?"

Li Hongji said with a chuckle: "Brother Elder Brother, the ammunition in our hands cannot be sold. It is no problem to sell the ammunition in the hands of barbarians, right? Anyway, those good things are not of much use in the hands of English officers and soldiers. It is better to let us Trade it for a savage.

As for the English rebels we recruited to surrender, we can arrange whatever names we want afterwards, and then just sell them to the military government, and then those arms will come back. Is this a good thing that kills three birds with one stone? "

Of course it kills three birds with one stone, and Wu Sangui is not stupid, so of course he can clearly see the benefits hidden in it.

The first benefit is to use the hands of the barbarians to wipe out the barbarians, which speeds up the pace of Ming's conquest of England from the side. The second benefit is these barbarian rebels.

The rebels, who are no different from robbers, are also stronger than ordinary barbarians in terms of physical fitness, and they can be sold at a higher price.

In the end, these things that have been paid will return to his own hands, and there will still be no less military merits that he should have.

This person surnamed Li is really nothing!

After secretly scolding Li Hongji in his heart, Wu Sangui said: "Then do as you said, send someone to contact the English rebels in front, and then buy the barbarians from them."

As for whether it is inhumane to recruit the rebels and then find a reason to sell all the rebels, both Wu Sangui and Li Hongji subconsciously ignored it.

Wu Sangui felt that these bad ideas were all from Li Hongji, and that the matter of giving birth to a son without a grain had nothing to do with him. He was a good person, and when he was in Daming, he had helped fellow villagers find lost cattle.

Li Hongji also believed that these bad ideas were all approved by Wu Sangui, and he would at most bear half of the infamy. When he was in Xinming Island, he helped the old lady cross the road, and would hand over a tael of silver to the good people in the government.

England's fever-headed rebels from "Gangsters on the Marsh" rejoice.

What does it mean to uphold justice for God?What does it mean to be fair and at ease?What is the aspiration of the people?

Lo and behold, now it is!

Even the people of the Ming Empire admit that we are doing the right thing and want to support us, so what does that mean?

Explain that the current England is corrupt and needs to be overthrown by us!

But, why did the Ming Empire have to buy captives from us people?

Chapter 8 and Chapter [-] Burning London

If we say that the people in the world who are most loyal to Emperor Chongzhen, apart from Jin Yiwei and Mae Xing, East, and West Three Factory, they may have to be selected among Xia Ezhe, A Min, and Mang Gurtai.

Even these three guys are much more loyal than Zhang Zhiji and Wan Yanhong.

No matter what, Zhang Zhiji and Wan Yanhong are nobles. Even if they are related by marriage to Emperor Chongzhen, even if they have fought countless times together, they still have their own careful thoughts, but Emperor Chongzhen never goes. It's just a trial.

The three guys Xia Ezhe, A Min and Mang Gurtai are completely different.

Xia Ezhe was better, two fellows like Amin and Mang Gurtai had their hands covered with the blood of their fellow clansmen, and the blood of other people was also not less, except for the one who hugged Emperor Chongzhen's thigh tightly. Besides, there is no second way to go.

These "heroes" in England actually had the same fate. When they captured the first Englishman, they had no other way to go.

It's just that unlike Amin and the others, Amin and Manggurtai directly attacked the same tribe, and Xia'erzhe's hands were also covered with the blood of the same Mongolian.

The heroes of Scotland did not attack the Scots, but aimed at the English and Welsh. The heroes of England and Wales also used the same routine and the same operation-the target did not aim at their own race, psychological pressure It's not that big.

Along with the advancement of the overall attack on England, the local Ming Dynasty also started immigration work-the household department and local governments began to recruit immigrants. As for the corresponding expenses, the household department paid the money first, and then asked the British government for reimbursement.

Zhang Zhiji, who followed Emperor Chongzhen and had been following the entire immigration matter, was bleeding from his heart.

The family property accumulated by the British government for more than 200 years is decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye almost every day.

Li Hongji and Wu Sangui had no psychological pressure, and the business of selling labor was booming. Every day, they had to count how many piglets were sold and how much money would fall into their pockets.

Cromwell and Charles I felt a little stressed.

The original plan in Cromwell's plan to rely on terrain and civilians to hold back the pace of Ming's attack has come to naught, and the most worrisome ones are the Welsh and Scots.

After retreating all the way, when the winter just entered, Charles I and Cromwell had to give up London, the capital of England.

Emperor Chongzhen rode on the horse, looked at London in front of him with a sneer, turned his head to Zhang Zhiji and said, "Have all the arrangements been made?"

Zhang Zhiji bowed and said: "Your Majesty Qizuo, everyone in the city has been emptied, and all that should be loaded have been loaded. Now there is nothing else except a large amount of fire oil and firewood."

Emperor Chongzhen nodded, stretched out his hand to take the prepared torch from Wang Chengen, rode his horse to the firewood in the middle of the city gate, and threw the torch to the pile of firewood.

In order to ensure that Emperor Chongzhen could ignite the whole of London with one fire, Jin Yiwei did a lot of preparation work - such as enclosing the whole of London with firewood, preparing firewood on every street, and then pouring a lot of firewood on it. Fire oil.

As the torch fell on the firewood, Emperor Chongzhen finally had a deep understanding of what dry firewood is.

With a whoosh, the flames rose up to a height of nearly three meters, and Emperor Chongzhen, who was several meters away from the firewood pile, felt a wave of heat rushing towards his face.

Feeling a little hot, Emperor Chongzhen quietly narrowed his eyes, and after riding his horse back a few steps, he just sat on the horse and watched the fire, which made the countless civil and military ministers and horse boys behind him feel a little confused .

Almost everyone couldn't figure out why Emperor Chongzhen insisted on lighting the first fire himself, let alone why Emperor Chongzhen had so much hatred for the barbarian capital in front of him.

If it was because of the detention of the two Ming merchants, it would be fine to tell outsiders. People like Zhang Zhiji and Wang Chengen, including the civil servants who came with them, did not believe it.

"Those wealthy merchants are pigs raised by the imperial court!"

Although Emperor Chongzhen did not explicitly say this sentence, but this sentence is the consensus of everyone, especially the cruelty and ruthlessness of Emperor Chongzhen when he first suppressed and killed the eight Jin merchants, saying that Emperor Chongzhen would get angry because of the two merchants , who will believe it?

The Old Summer Palace was burned by the British and French allied forces. How many court ladies and eunuchs under Zhu Rong were buried in the flames?How many people died innocently because of this implication?

How many British and French allied forces were there at that time?Thousands of people?

Today, I, Emperor Chongzhen of the Ming Dynasty, brought 9000 and [-] horsemen to set London on fire!

Who's next?

France, right?I don't know if that short scorpion was born?Will it be embarrassing for me to lead the army?

Looking at the fire in front of him, Emperor Chongzhen's thoughts quickly drifted to a direction that he didn't quite understand.

Seeing that Emperor Chongzhen seemed to be in a daze again, Zhang Zhiji drove his horse forward a few steps, and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, do you want to continue shelling London?"

The Emperor Chongzhen, who was awakened by Zhang Zhiji's voice, hummed, and after turning his horse's head, he said in a low voice: "There is no need to bombard London anymore, I want this fire to burn for three days and three nights! Not even a quarter of an hour less!" "

Zhang Zhiji bowed in response, and continued: "Your Majesty, it seems that winter is coming soon, and the entire offensive against the barbarians in England has to be suspended for a while, do you think?"

Emperor Chongzhen hummed, and said, "Don't even think about it. If I'm not here to watch England be wiped out, I will never go back to Daming."

The news of Emperor Chongzhen's decision to stay in England quickly spread back to the Ming Dynasty.

Empress Zhou, who had dropped an unknown number of cups, finally sat down helplessly, and said with a cold snort, "Concubine Yigui and Concubine Yuan went to England to accompany them, and also brought Luo Xiaoyu and the newly drafted Jiang Ling'er, let's serve our master together!"

Why is my life so hard!