It was not difficult to dig the trench itself, and soon the soldiers dug out a simple trench under Zhu Youlang's instructions.

The shells are limited, so Zhu Youlang certainly won’t use artillery to really bombard it.

Fortunately, he just explained the principle in the trenches, and Wen Anzhi suddenly realized it.

Unlike other civil officials who did not care about war, Wen Anzhi was very concerned about marching and fighting.

Maybe this is related to the danger of Nanming being buried.

The soldiers also showed a look of joy on their faces. No one knew the power of cannons on the battlefield better than them.

Often, dozens or hundreds of people were killed or injured in one shot.

Without any obstruction, the flesh and blood body could not bear this kind of damage at all!

But it is different with trenches. The soldiers can hide in the trenches to avoid the artillery attacks of the Donglu, and then use the intermittent fire of artillery to advance forward.

After all, every time the Red Cannon fires, it requires cold water to cool the barrel, and wait until the temperature drops before it can continue to fire.

Moreover, the solid artillery shells of Donglu had no choice but to face the trenches and could not cause any damage.

The Ming army's front-mounted smoothbore cannon did not have so many requirements, and the interval between firecrackers was shorter.

And the cracked fragments of howitzer may injure soldiers in the trench.

Unfortunately, Donglu didn’t have such a sharp killing weapon.

Zhu Youlang thought he would give him a lot of explanation, but he never thought that Wen Anzhi had such a strong ability to accept new things.

It is said that the ancients were rigid and rigid and could not adapt. Now it seems that it is simply nonsense.

After all, no one has ever really gotten along with the ancients, and they all infer from the words and phrases of historical materials.

How can the conclusion drawn in this way be accurate?

Zhu Youlang was very excited.

Since Wen Anzhi and his soldiers can accept trenches, there should be no big problem with the bastion, right?

As a director of a private museum that lives in Europe, Zhu Youlang is naturally familiar with Western-style castles.

The actual combat effect of the prism is very huge. Building some prisms in key areas can effectively prevent the enemy's advancement, which is not an exaggeration to say that it is a solid wall.

Of course, this requires planning after the Ming army takes over Chongqing.

The most urgent task at the moment is to take Chongqing first.

Zhu Youlang immediately returned to the palace and ordered the eunuch Han Miao to draft an imperial edict, and asked to copy several copies to send them to the Thirteen Kuidong families.

The imperial edict clarifies the responsibilities of each family and the specific time for joining the army.

The ideal state is that Zhu Youlang personally led a large army and his thirteen troops to the city of Chongqing together.

Zhu Youlang doesn't like to make plans to divide troops. He can defeat the enemy in one fell swoop and don't give the enemy a chance to breathe.

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Chongqing City, Governor's Office.

Gao Minzhan, the governor of Sichuan in the Qing Dynasty, convened all the generals to discuss matters.

There was no longer the laughter and joy of the usual flowers in the flower hall, and Gao Minzhan and his generals all looked serious.

"I am summoning you all today to understand the thief."

Gao Minzhan glanced at the generals and said in a deep voice: "I just got the news that the pseudo-Ming king Zhu Youlang has arrived in Fengjie and is planning to attack Chongqing."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone started to talk about it.

"Fuzun, how many troops did the pseudo-Ming king bring?"

The person who spoke was General Wang Mingde.

As Gao Minzhan's confidant, Wang Mingde is naturally a hurry to Gao Minzhan.

The last time Wen'anzhi gathered the Thirteen Kuidong families to attack Chongqing, Governor Gao was almost scared to abandon the city and fled. Fortunately, he tried his best to persuade him to give up.

Wang Mingde was afraid that Governor Gao would not be able to calm down this time, so he became interested in running away again.

Even if you keep the green mountains there, you are not afraid of burning firewood.

But it depends on what the situation is.

Chongqing is an important city and the only stronghold of the Qing army in Sichuan. If Chongqing is in trouble and loses without fighting, Gao Minzhan will have ten heads to be cut off by the Qing court.

Not to mention Gao Minzhan's backstage, Li Guoying, even Hong Chengchou, the five provinces' management team, could not protect him.

As Gao Minzhan's confidant, Wang Mingde will inevitably be implicated.

For his own future plan, he had to persuade Gao Minzhan.

"How can I know the exact number of this book? But there must be tens of thousands of people."

Gao Minzhan said a little unhappy.

"There is nothing scary in this way."

Wang Mingde gave Gao Minzhan courage: "We can defend it once and we can defend it for the second time. The Ming thief is nothing more than three tricks."

"But this time Li Dingguo is leading the troops."

Gao Minzhan sighed.

"hiss!"

Everyone gasped.

The name of Li Dingguo is so famous.

Not only did the two famous kings say that, the battle of Kunming also defeated Wu Sangui and fled in panic.

If Wu Sangui hadn't run fast, he would have explained it.

Such a very capable general came to Fengjie?

However, if you think about it carefully, it is not difficult to understand. Even the pseudo-Ming emperor has come. How could Li Dingguo, as the pseudo-Jin king, not come?

When Li Dingguo comes, it will be a little troublesome...

After all, this person's name is too famous. When the soldiers heard Li Dingguo's name, they trembled. They were afraid before they could fight this battle. How could they even fart?

Wang Mingde didn't think that his tricks would make the soldiers fearless.

Except for his personal soldiers and servants, most of the remaining soldiers could only fight with the wind.

Facing Li Dingguo's elite, it's okay to let them wave their flags and shout.

It was simply a delusion to expect them to charge into battle.

"Fuzun, do you need to inform the Governor of this matter?"

Tan Hong, who had been silent, spoke out.

As a surrender, he should have said less and done more, but now it is related to his own life and death, Tan Hong can't help it.

"The Governor is too far away, and far water cannot relieve near thirst."

Gao Minzhan sighed and said, "Besides, the Governor doesn't have many soldiers. Even if he wants to help, it's hard to cook without rice."

Li Guoying is Gao Minzhan's benefactor. How could Gao Minzhan not expect Li Guoying?

It was just because he knew Li Guoying's strength too well that he did not put his hope on Li Guoying.

"Maybe we can ask for help from General Hong."

The one who made the voice was Wang Mingde.

Since both the left and right ask for help, it would be better to be earlier.

Hong Chengchou held an army in his hand.

It is a waste of all these troops stationed in Guizhou now, so it is perfect to come to help Chongqing.

"Jin Lue Hong?"

Gao Minzhan frowned when he heard this.

"It's not impossible. It's just that Benfu and Hong Jinglei have never had a relationship."

Wang Mingde scolded Gao Minzhan for being confused.

"Fuzun, it's time for this, and personal friendship is not important at all. As long as Hong Jingluo and Fuzun have no deep hatred, they will definitely come to help."

Gao Minzhan nodded and said, "I think it's the same. Let's do it. Benfu personally wrote a letter to explain the situation and ask Hong Jingluo for assistance."

Hearing this, Wang Mingde finally breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as Hong Chengchou's army arrives in time, Chongqing will be safe.

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Chapter completed!