Chapter 673 Lin Daiyu uproots the weeping willow
Chapter 673 Lin Daiyu uproots the weeping willow
"Yes, it's this Lao Deng." Zhang Shikang said without hesitation.
In the original historical line, this Lao Deng surrendered to the Qing Dynasty despite Zheng Chenggong's dissuasion. Zhang Shikang only knew that this Lao Deng was short-sighted, but he didn't expect him to be so short-sighted.
The Ming Dynasty has changed so much in the past two years, but this old Deng still dares to make moves. He is really stupid.
But it just so happens that this old man still has a large number of warships in his hands and owns the largest naval fleet in Asia.
Before, Zhang Shikang was somewhat cautious, but now the Qing Dynasty was torn to pieces by him.
Externally, the Dutch and Portuguese were also eager to defeat Zheng Zhilong in order to seize the Zheng family's overseas colonies.
If we don’t deal with Old Deng now, when will we?
"Lao Deng? Lao Bideng?" Huang Degong muttered. There was such a slang term in his hometown dialect.
Sun Weifan frowned upon hearing this and said:
“Although Zheng Zhilong has always had second thoughts, he still has considerable military and financial resources under his command.
The deployment in Quanzhou is just the tip of the iceberg of the Zheng family. The commander-in-chief should be cautious.
Since becoming the deputy marshal of the Imperial Guard, Sun Weifan has investigated potential enemies of the Ming Dynasty.
In the past, he had only heard Zhang Shikang say that the Zheng family was wealthy and powerful, but he had never imagined it was so powerful.
Considering that he was the Duke of Huaiguo, after paying off the debts of the Marquis of Taining, his family assets were only more than 10,000 taels of silver.
But the Zheng family's monthly income is hundreds of times more than his, and their family wealth has no upper limit.
According to Zhang Shikang's eldest nephew, all this money should have been earned by the imperial court.
When Sun Weifan thought of this, he became angry and wished he could kill Zheng Zhilong with his own hands.
"Don't worry, if we really go to war with Zheng Zhilong, you, Deputy Marshal Sun, will be indispensable." Zhang Shikang knew what Sun Weifan was thinking.
After saying this, he served tea and saw the guest off.
……
The next day, Zhang Shikang led a thousand guards and left the Liao River to Guihua City.
On the third day after Zhang Shikang left, nearly half of the Imperial Guards began to withdraw towards Guanningjin.
The camp of the Imperial Guards on the Liao River became smaller and smaller, and eventually only about 10,000 people were left temporarily.
On the other side of the Liao River, the generals of the Qing Dynasty all smiled happily as they looked at the camp of the Guards on the other side of the river.
"The Ming Dynasty actually withdrew its troops!" someone cheered.
"I should have known they were short on supplies."
"Nonsense! We are determined to defend our country even at the cost of our lives. That bastard Zhang Shikang must be scared!"
At the same time, some smart generals began to flatter him:
"That's right. Your Highness the Regent has commanded the troops well. This is all thanks to Your Highness."
"Yes, without His Royal Highness the Regent, it would be impossible to inspire the fighting spirit of these 50,000 soldiers, let alone to gather them in such a short time."
"Let me tell you, since our morale is high, we should take advantage of the fact that the Guards are few in number, cross the river and destroy them, catching them unawares!"
……
Listening to the discussions of his generals behind him, Dorgon did not say a word.
The withdrawal of the Imperial Guards gave him and the Qing Dynasty a chance to catch their breath, something he had never dared to imagine before.
Even now he didn't understand why Zhang Shikang didn't continue the attack.
The Ming Dynasty was so large that it would not be unable to support tens of thousands of troops due to supply problems. Most of the problems could be solved by simply increasing taxes a little more.
As for the ferry, he knew that the Ming Dynasty had formed a navy and could dispatch warships to transport troops.
But no matter what, Zhang Shikang withdrew his troops after all.
Hearing the generals behind him calling him a dog thief, Dorgon suddenly felt his face getting hot.
He used to call himself that, but he and even the entire Qing Dynasty were beaten so miserably by the dogs, so what were they?
As for counterattack, Dorgon had never even thought about it. No one knew better than him the combat effectiveness of the 50,000 miscellaneous soldiers he had urgently summoned.
The Qing Dynasty had no navy, and although it had a large number of fishing boats, they could only transport three to four thousand people at a time.
Dorgon, who had been cheated by Zhang Shikang several times, did not believe this was true. The guards would never reveal such a big flaw to him.
Maybe the guards on the other side of the river were just a bait, and if he really took the bait, the Qing Dynasty would be really finished.
"The Zhenghong Banner will stay here to garrison, and the rest of the troops will follow me back to the capital!" Dorgon said in a deep voice.
Shengjing had just experienced unrest not long ago, and the situation was already very unstable.
The Qing Dynasty today not only lost one-third of its territory and 80% of its elite troops, but its biggest problem was the deaths in battle of royal family members such as Ajige.
The newly promoted leader of the banner had generals but no soldiers, and the new distribution of power also needed to be resolved urgently. The new monarch was also waiting for him to return victoriously to hold a coronation ceremony.
Dorgon still has a lot to do.
What made him even more uneasy was not these.
In front of Ming envoy Chen Ying, he speculated that the Ming Dynasty was short of supplies and proposed that Zhang Shikang withdraw his troops.
But unexpectedly, the Guards really withdrew.
This inevitably reminded him of the surrender conditions that Chen Ying had offered at the time: the royal family could survive and everyone could get a share of the land.
Although this condition was ridiculous, judging from the current behavior of the Guards, Zhang Shikang did not seem to be joking.
But he refused.
If this condition is true, then... when the Ming Dynasty attacks next time, can he still hold on?
"One Hundred Years of Slavery..."
Dorgon muttered something, then left his generals behind and walked towards his own tent alone.
The figure looked particularly lonely.
No, never!
……
On the prairie, Zhang Shikang galloped on horseback with a thousand guards.
Ma Lingqi followed Zhang Shikang on a white horse, a happy smile on her face.
The battle of Guanshan had been hard fought, and Ma Lingqi had no time to appreciate the beauty of the grassland.
Now that her husband has blossomed on both sides, she finally doesn't have to worry about his safety anymore. The sunset on the grassland is beautiful.
“My dear, the wind here is much fresher than that in Shiqu, and the scenery is beautiful too.
I grew up in Shiqu, and it was always stuffy there.”
Ma Lingqi was skilled in martial arts and was also proficient in horse riding and archery, but Zhang Shikang had no time to watch the sunset over the grassland. He only felt pain in his buttocks, but still said patiently:
"Then I will build a city on the grassland and you can name it. Whenever you want to come and see the scenery, come with me."
"My husband is the best husband in the world!" Ma Lingqi said, and she happily whipped her horse. Zhang Shikang was frightened:
"Slow down! Be careful of the baby in your belly!"
Ma Lingqi turned her head and smiled, saying nonchalantly:
"Hehe, it's only two months old, our child is very happy too!"
After saying that, he disappeared in the blink of an eye, and Zhang Shikang only had a lot of dirt to eat.
He didn’t believe it before. How could anyone in the world have the face of Lin Daiyu or the strength of Lu Zhishen? But now he believes it.
Lin Daiyu uprooted the weeping willow tree, and Lu Zhishen buried the flower soul with tears. It was truly amazing.
I hope it’s a boy, Zhang Shikang muttered, so that all his hard work over the past two months will be worthwhile.
Even though he didn't care about boys or girls, he couldn't stand the teasing from the second son group.
After all, it was an era when boys were valued more than girls, and all his children were girls. Even his mother carried him on her back to the temple to pray to Buddha, and she dreamed of having a grandson.
As the sun set and the waning moon rose, Zhang Shikang looked towards the east and thought to himself:
Guihua City, here I come.
PS: I was shocked to receive a huge reward of 68 yuan today. I feel so ashamed. I have been busy working on a short drama in another place recently. I will definitely give you an update after I finish the work.
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