"This year has passed, and the changes are probably huge, right?"

Ma Fengzhi has something in his words, but Shi Lang can't hear it.

"The emperor's health is not something we slaves should think about. But the emperor is the emperor and should live forever."

Ma Fengzhi wanted to laugh when he heard this.

Shi Lang is quite good at pretending.

What kind of delusions can be said about the emperor being ordered by heaven and living forever.

Since ancient times, all emperors have been short-lived ghosts.

Not to mention long live, not many people even live fifty years old.

Although Shunzhi is young, it is said that his body has never been strong and he is suffering from cold every now and then.

Such a weak body is fine on weekdays, after all, there will be no major problems if there are so many people who are carefully serving them.

But in the past year, the world has been upside down by the Ming army, and Shunzhi has no idea at all?

That is impossible!

Ma Fengzhi felt that it was a miracle that Emperor Shunzhi had not been angry to death.

The reason why he asked about this was not because he cared about Shunzhi's life or death, but because of the redistribution of power within the Qing court.

Ma Fengzhi actually had a plan. If there was any change in the court, he would immediately join a powerful banner master as a lackey.

Although Shunzhi has children, he is just a baby.

Since ancient times, the country was suspected, and once Shunzhi died suddenly, the court situation would be in chaos.

There must be countless princes who will jump out to compete for the throne.

At least there is a system of inheritance for the eldest son in the Ming Dynasty to restrain it, so the royal family of the sidelines should not think too much about it.

There was no such rule in the Qing Dynasty.

The Qing Dynasty originated in a bitter and cold place outside the border, and believed in strength.

Whoever has to be hard will listen to whoever has to be strong.

If Dorgon hadn't been soft-hearted, the throne would not have fallen to Shunzhi.

Of course, Shunzhi was not Huang Taiji's eldest son, and Huang Taiji's eldest son was Haoge.

This also further proves that the system of inheritance of the eldest son was useless in the Qing Dynasty.

So once Shunzhi is angry to death, it is an extremely exciting thing to succeed to the throne.

Ma Fengzhi naturally wanted to achieve the merit of support, so he asked this question.

However, it seems that Shi Lang is not very clear, so Ma Feng is also tactful and no longer asks.

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...

"Your Highness, it's not good!"

The personal soldiers rushed into the garrison palace and shouted in panic.

Zheng Jing was reading the report and frowned and asked, "What happened? Why are you so panicked?"

"Your Highness the Prince is General He. General He has sent an urgent report. Please pay attention to Nanjing. Shi Lang may not focus on attacking Hangzhou but will bypass Hangzhou and attack Nanjing fiercely."

I have to say that He Shouyi was very cautious, which Zheng Chenggong admired very much.

However, he felt that Shi Lang was unlikely to attack Nanjing by detour. Because this would be like a long way to go, and the supply line would be very long.

Unless there is a possibility, it is to follow Zheng Chenggong's example and go upstream from the Yangtze River.

Zheng Jing thought about it carefully and felt that he would rather believe in it than believe in it.

Once this kind of thing is confirmed, it will be devastating.

If Zheng Jing didn't prepare early, it would be too late to make a decision.

It is impossible to go from land to land, just by going by water.

There is no need to worry about the upstream in the hands of the Ming army. Zheng Jing only needs to worry about the downstream.

In other words, as long as Zhenjiang is worry-free, Nanjing is worry-free.

After thinking about it, Zheng Jing decided to lead his troops to Zhenjiang in person.

If you are not afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of one. Zheng Jing wants to ensure that Nanjing is worry-free before his father comes back.

Therefore, it is the safest way to bring troops to Zhenjiang to garrison.

"I will be ordered to bring 10,000 troops to Zhenjiang!"

There are currently 15,000 defenders in Nanjing. If Zheng Jing wants to transfer 10,000 of them, it means that only 5,000 are left.

This seems a bit risky, but after Zheng Jing's analysis before, Shi Lang had to take the Zhenjiang line if he wanted to take a detour.

So it's actually safe.

Only when your lips are lost and your teeth are cold can you keep Zhenjiang and Nanjing safe.

...

...

But Yu Qi, Wang Ermazi, Li Shitou, and Gan Hui returned to Dengzhou by boat.

As soon as they entered the city, they began to discuss how to deploy defenses.

Wang Ermazi is the most active.

The battle in Jiaozhou left him so deep.

"Brother, I think we can't fight hard, we must try our best to disperse the Tartars' troops. A hundred thousand troops are like locusts. They have to eat all the food they have to eat. If we can't consume their troops in advance, it will be too difficult to fight."

Gan Hui nodded in agreement.

"Yes, the advantage of the Tartars is that they have strong troops and horses. The situation in Jiaozhou City is also a bit special, it is too small. The situation in Dengzhou will be much better, but I still don't recommend a blind decisive battle with the Tartars in Dengzhou City."

In fact, from the very beginning, Gan Hui felt that he should retreat to Dengzhou.

It’s just because Wang Ermazi insisted that he couldn’t say anything.

Now that things have come to this point, he has to say something, otherwise he will be lost even if he repeats the same mistake and the efforts they have made before will be in vain.

"In the opinion of General Gan, how should we consume the Tartars' troops in advance?"

Yu Qiqi seriously asked for advice.

"You can send an army as bait to lure the Tartars to chase them, and lead them to the encirclement and kill them."

Yu Qi nodded and thought it was feasible.

But who should make this bait?

Yu Qi was not easy to say this. After all, Li Shitou and Gan Hui were visiting troops and were here to help them.

Yu Qi was not very good for them to make this bait.

"This matter is of great importance and needs to be discussed in the long run."

Yu Qiben wanted to say something, but Li Shitou said first: "What's the point of thinking about this for a long time? I'll be the bait!"

When everyone heard this, they all cast respectful eyes at Li Shitou.

"General Li Gao Yi!"

Yu Qi exclaimed: "But the field battle with the Qing army is extremely dangerous, General Li sees..."

"It's nothing. At worst, I can bring more muskets. Although I can't beat the Tartars to death, at least there is no problem with getting out."

Li Shitou looked very confident and patted his chest and promised.

Of course he is not blindly confident.

Because he has the best musket in the world.

The practical advantages accumulated over the years of practical combat made Li Shitou very sure that he could escape unscathed after completing the mission of luring the Qing army.

"Since that's the case, Yu will cooperate with General Li with all his strength. Let General Li tell you what you need."

"I need to break the silver, the more the better."

Everyone was shocked when they said this.

Li Shitou doesn’t have guns or cannons, but he wants to break up silver. Where is this going?

"Shredded silver?"

"Yes, I have a wonderful use!"

Yu Qi nodded.

Believe in others and do not doubt them.

Since he chose to believe in Li Shitou, Yu Qi naturally had no reason to dig into the bottom line.

"Okay, I will order someone to send the broken silver to General Li as soon as possible."

"In addition, I also need some gunpowder, the more the better."

Li Shitou already had a preliminary idea in his mind, and now he just needs to improve it.

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Chapter completed!