With Xiao Ruxun's decision to cut off all means of retreat, the great cause of eradicating the locusts began.
Xiao Ruxun told Xu Guangqi that the first thing he had to do when he arrived at a new place was to read out the Emperor's edict. He had to spread the knowledge of locusts to the people. He had to tell them why they lived, why they died, how to control them, and how to eliminate them.
Finally, he had to destroy the Locust Temple and all sorts of strange temples. He had to destroy the people's hope and fear of the non-existent monsters.
In the face of disaster, the most reliable thing was always one's own hands and legs. If one's hands and legs could not save oneself, then death was the only option. Humans could not fight against nature. But at least it was a death after a struggle. It was a brave death. It was not a death where one only knew how to burn incense and pray to the Buddha.
It was meaningless to kneel in front of the monsters. One should stand up and smash them.
If someone could not stand up after kneeling for too long, then help him. Put a knife to his neck and force him to stand up. Even if you have to force them, you have to make them stand up!
I want to see if you are more afraid of the monsters or my knife.
Xu Guangqi's back was drenched in sweat. He vaguely guessed what the Emperor wanted to do, but he didn't dare to think further. He only knew that he would do whatever the Emperor said. This was the best way to do things under this unprecedentedly powerful Emperor.
The Emperor of the Daqin, Xiao Ruxun, did not like it when people doubted him.
In the sixth month of the first year of Long Wu, someone reported that the Altar of Heaven and Altar of Earth were in disrepair. This was an important place for the previous Emperor to worship the Heavens and Earth. It was a matter of national importance and should be repaired as soon as possible.
In the end, this official was reprimanded by the Emperor. He was even demoted by one rank and forfeited half a year's salary. He became the laughing stock of the court.
The Emperor's reprimand only had one line in it. "Pity that the midnight seat is empty, not the common people, but the ghosts and gods."
After that, no one in the court mentioned the repair of the Altar of Heaven and Altar of Earth.
At that time, people speculated that the Emperor, who had just established the Daqin Kingdom, wanted to show his concern for the people and put all his efforts into disaster relief and treatment to stabilize the rule of the Daqin Kingdom. He did not repair the palace to show his determination to live frugally. This was a political gesture, so no one paid much attention to it.
However, half a year had passed. In Xu Guangqi's eyes, the Emperor's intentions were not as simple as everyone thought.
He wanted to speculate, but he did not dare to think too deeply. He was afraid that if he made a wrong guess and angered the Emperor, it would be difficult to clean up the mess. Therefore, he did not think too deeply about it. Instead, he followed the Emperor's instructions and called for a meeting with the officials of the General Office of Locust Control to pass on the Emperor's orders.
The General Administration of Locust Control had begun their operation. Far away in the Southwest, the Qin Army's attack on the Hai Long Camp was nearing its final moments.
On the night of the thirteenth day of the first month of the second year of Long Wu, the Wan 'an Pass was breached. It was Wu Yong's troops who broke through the Wan' an Pass during the night. The Bozhou garrison of the Wan 'an Pass was completely annihilated. Only a few managed to escape. Wu Yong led a large scale attack and killed more than six hundred soldiers, pushing the frontline to the last line of defense at the top of the mountain.
However, the Hai Long Camp was located on the mountain. The terrain at the top of the mountain was completely different from that at the foot of the mountain. The slope at the foot of the mountain was relatively gentle, but the slope at the top of the mountain suddenly became steeper. The slope at the last checkpoint was already very bad. The Qin Army was completely at a disadvantage in all aspects.
More importantly, Yang Yinglong had personally joined the battle.
When Yang Yinglong realized that he had been tricked, he was so furious that he spat out a mouthful of blood. Then, he forced himself to defend the city personally, trying to boost the morale of the soldiers and get them to hold the earth wall. He wanted this last and strongest line of defense to become the grave of the Qin Army.
If you don't let me live, then I won't let you live!
That was the decision made by Yang Yinglong, who was already a little crazy.
Because of his appearance, the Bozhou garrison was extremely tenacious in defending the city. In the face of the swift and fierce attacks of the Qin Army, they actually withstood it.
The first wave of attacks led by Qi Dayong's troops were repulsed. They charged forward with big shields, only to be repelled by rolling logs and stones. They pushed the shield carts forward, only to be repelled by their cannons. When they tried to forcefully charge forward, they were repelled by the rain of arrows and muskets. After exhausting all kinds of methods, Qi Dayong had lost more than four hundred soldiers, and had to grit his teeth and retreat.
Because of the terrain, the Qin Army couldn't exert their full strength. Seeing that the city was close at hand, but they couldn't break through it no matter how hard they tried, and their comrades kept falling, they were filled with resentment.
Zheng Ying immediately stopped the meaningless attacks, and personally went to the front line to observe the situation of the earth wall. Seeing the wounded and dead soldiers being carried away on stretchers, he frowned.
Since the start of the battle, the death toll of the Qin Army had exceeded three thousand, and the wounded had exceeded ten thousand. Thanks to the medical team working day and night, they were able to control the death rate of the wounded soldiers. However, some soldiers who were injured by lead bullets couldn't be saved. A considerable number of them were unwilling to have their limbs amputated, and some even committed suicide.
As the commander-in-chief, he was also under a lot of pressure. Now that the attack of the army was blocked, and the attack of the front line was also blocked at the thirty-six steps of the stairway to heaven in Feihu Pass, the front and back lines were blocked, and the spirit of the Qin Army had been dampened. It seemed that now was not the time to blindly attack.
Before the battle, Xiao Ruxun wrote him three letters in a row, telling him not to always think about crushing the enemy with brute force. The military strength of the Daqin was indeed stronger than that of the Bozhou army, but with the presence of the sea dragons, they couldn't crush the enemy. When they encountered an insurmountable obstacle, they had to think about whether they could find another way.
Don't stick to a one-month deadline. This was just a deadline Xiao Ruxun said to motivate them. In fact, he didn't intend to blame them if they couldn't take Bozhou within a month. He could give the army enough time, but the army had to show him a satisfactory result.
Don't panic, don't be impatient, don't lose your composure. Think carefully, what other tricks can you use?
Zheng Ying frowned, pondering over Xiao Ruxun's words. He looked at everything on the battlefield, deep in thought.
"You guys, carry the wounded to the medical camp! Hurry up! "
Not far in front of Zheng Ying, a Han soldier and a native soldier were working together to carry a Qin Army soldier to the medical camp.
Because of the strict Ming Army discipline of the Qin Army and the predetermined order of attack, the native soldiers didn't receive oppression and discrimination from the Qin Army. The two sides got along quite well. When the Qin Army attacked, there were native soldiers joining in to help, which was not uncommon.
Right now, it was the most important time for the chieftains of Bozhou to show their loyalty to the Daqin. In order to better divide the benefits of Bozhou after Yang Yinglong's death, they would do anything.
… …
Huh?
Zheng Ying looked at this scene, his eyes brightened, his mouth slightly opened, as if he had thought of something very special. Suddenly, he closed his mouth again, lowered his head, and rolled his eyes. Suddenly, a plan came to his mind.
He remembered that when he was still in Myanmar, Xiao Ruxun liked to go to the military camp to have close contact with the officers and the underground soldiers. He always ate and drank with them, and then told them stories around the campfire.
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