Lord of Ming Dynasty

Zhang Qiang has always been the leading artillery general of the Huaxia Army, and he is the absolute authority in the artillery. No one can surpass him in the Huaxia artillery system.

At present, he has been promoted to the director of artillery, and the director of artillery is under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of war.

After quelling the internal rebellion in the Huaxia Kingdom this time, Zhang Qiang set his sights on Southeast Asia where the leader of the rebellion, Du Ge, was located.

One is to see if there is an opportunity to kill Du Ge, and the other is to develop and utilize Qiongzhou, which is already the territory of the Huaxia Kingdom, at a deeper level.

Zheng Tai looked at the side of Zheng Chenggong's young face, seeing his heroic and confident appearance.

I can't help but feel that the young people are still aggressive and full of blood, but I am already old, always worrying about this and that, and I don't have complete confidence in this attack on the Dutch's Baodao stronghold.

In his opinion, although the Dutch and the Portuguese jointly attacked the Jinhua Rebels, other pirates, big and small, joined in the fun, and the world was peaceful. The entire Baodao Strait was no longer a patch of white sails, and the enemy's spies and eyes were everywhere. At the right time, it is simply a big gamble to cheat the world and prepare to win Treasure Island.

If they lose the bet and go back to the coast of the mainland, their strength will be severely damaged. Among those rich pirates who snatched from the territory of the Jinhua Rebel Army, maybe that one will transform into a new Wu Liuqi and a new Zheng Cai.

Or that Liu Xiang who made Zheng Zhilong and his brothers such a headache.

"Uncle Zheng, you said who is the final winner in this war of changing dynasties?" Zheng Chenggong asked.

Zheng Tai smiled wryly, "Nephew, don't test your uncle and me, I'm just a rough man, you let me jump into gangs and chop people with an axe, there are definitely not many people who earn a living at sea who dare to say that they can beat you." I, you say that I am operating a fishing boat and crossing this strait, not only with my eyes closed, but in the dark night, I can make a round trip with a small fishing boat. don't know."

Zheng Chenggong pondered for a while, and then asked: "Then what do you think Zhang Qiang wants?"

Zheng Tai thought for a while, then shook his head, "I don't understand. In terms of force, there is really no army in Daming that is as powerful as the tens of thousands of troops in his hands. He can completely sweep the north and south of the river. It can be said that no one can stop it." He is like the mighty and elite army of [-] Tartars who came down all the way from the Guandong in the Qing Dynasty, and swept across the north of Daming in several ways. Like tofu, it was smashed to pieces, and the mountains and rivers of the imperial court, like fallen leaves after autumn, fell helplessly, and were grabbed by those savage savages, smashed to pieces, and then scattered in the wind."

Zheng Chenggong looked at him and pushed, "Okay, uncle, you are amazing. This analogy is appropriate for those scholars who can't find any flaws."

Zheng Tai could only touch his feverish face, using the shyness rarely seen by big men, and using coddling instead of words, being praised by his nephew like this made Zheng Tai feel moved and happy in his heart, and at the same time felt at ease.

For a long time, the emperor and the courtiers, he finally took a firm position in Zheng Chenggong's group and was appreciated by Zheng Chenggong. He knew his own ability. Like other pirates, it was annexed by others, or squeezed by the Portuguese and the Dutch with no place to survive.

The two teased each other, made fun of a few words, and the topic changed again. Zheng Chenggong didn't wait for Zheng Tai's answer. He knew that Zheng Tai couldn't come up with an answer that satisfied him, and he just relied on his ability and observation. And guessing from experience, "I think he is doing the same thing as Zhu Yuanzhang."

Without even thinking about it, Zheng Tai asked casually, "The same thing?"

Zheng Chenggong casually flicked the purple cloak blown in front of him by the sea breeze, and pulled it behind him, but the sea breeze was still spinning, wrapping his cloak from left to right, and then from right to left. The wind, blocked by the mountains, blows from the entrance of the strait, forming a vortex here, and then directly rises to the top of the strait. The wind with the moisture of sea water is extremely irregular, like some mischievous children. It's the same as the adults expected.

"Yes,"

"At the beginning, Zhu Yuanzhang had a little strength that could compete with the Mongolian and Yuan courts for the first time. Then he asked Zhu Sheng, a college student, how to take the world. Zhu Sheng gave him a plan, 'Build walls high, accumulate grain widely, and become king slowly. .'strategy, and in the end he won the world by virtue of this strategy."

Zheng Tai was startled, "Your Majesty, you said that Zhang Qiang wants to win the world and get this Great Ming Dynasty?"

Zheng Chenggong nodded slightly, and replied: "To be precise, it is not the Great Ming Dynasty, but the heroes born in troubled times. At present, the Qing Dynasty Tartars have not completely occupied the Great Ming Dynasty. The Southern Ming Dynasty still stands in the south, and the remnants of Dashun are still wandering around. Although many people have surrendered to the Yongli court, there are still many people who still insist on fighting against the Qing and Ming armies."

A wave of waves came, Zheng Chenggong took a few steps back, but his shoes and trouser legs were still wet by the big waves, and the foam from the waves smashed by the rocks even splashed on the faces of the two of them, and they let the sea water flow from their faces disapprovingly And down.

"Then——, son, is it possible for us?" Zheng Tai asked.

Zheng Chenggong shook his head, "It's impossible. Only those ambitious and capable people on land have ever fought for hegemony. Although I was born on the mainland and traveled around in my early years, my foundation is at sea. If I go on land , that is the tiger descending the mountain, the tiger falls to the plain, and is bullied by dogs, it is impossible to succeed, and even to the point of ruin."

"Alas—" Zheng Tai sighed.

Zheng Chenggong patted him on the shoulder, turned around and walked inland, and at the same time said in a resentful tone: "Think about what happened to my father, Uncle Zheng, it's a lesson from the past."

Zheng Tai sighed again, "An official is too obsessed with power, and wants to be recruited too much. How can we lower Liba people be friends and deal with those officials who are white in the spring and snow in the bottom, but we are the ones who suffer in the end. "

Looking back at the distant coast, Zheng Tai asked again: "Do you think Zhang Qiang can survive this time?"

Zheng Chenggong shook his head, "I guess, according to our spies, tens of thousands of pirates along the coast landed from various places, and the Dutch and Portuguese divided into two groups to wipe out his fleet, and the Manchus sent people to help They, maybe in other directions, the army of the Manchu and Qing Tartars has already reached the border area controlled by both sides. Once there is a chaos in the territory of the Jinhua Rebel Army, they will definitely take advantage of the chaos to attack. defeat."

Zheng Tai looked back at the other side again, then followed Zheng Chenggong on his horse, and followed the tide of Zheng's pirate army to the inland of Treasure Island. They wanted to detour to the coastal city built by the Dutch, behind the city of Zeelandia. Attack.

A night owl flew up from the woods above their heads, flapped its wings and flew to the other side of the strait, flying higher and higher, crossing the strait, passing through the forest, and finally plunged into a cave on the top of a hill. eyes, but stared at every move of the people on the mountain plains where the fire was fiercely fought below.

Here, Zhang Qiang's confidence is losing. He filled the ammunition with trembling hands, and murmured, "Could it be that I can't make it through today? If I had known earlier, I would have listened to Zhu Dayou and brought more people. These damn things The Dutch, the Portuguese, and the Longwu court, is that guy betraying me, why did he help them to attack me?"

Zheng Tai looked at the side of Zheng Chenggong's young face, seeing his heroic and confident appearance.

I can't help but feel that the young people are still aggressive and full of blood, but I am already old, always worrying about this and that, and I don't have complete confidence in this attack on the Dutch's Baodao stronghold.

In his opinion, although the Dutch and the Portuguese jointly attacked the Jinhua Rebels, other pirates, big and small, joined in the fun, and the world was peaceful. The entire Baodao Strait was no longer a patch of white sails, and the enemy's spies and eyes were everywhere. At the right time, it is simply a big gamble to cheat the world and prepare to win Treasure Island.

If they lose the bet and go back to the coast of the mainland, their strength will be severely damaged. Among those rich pirates who snatched from the territory of the Jinhua Rebel Army, maybe that one will transform into a new Wu Liuqi and a new Zheng Cai.

Or that Liu Xiang who made Zheng Zhilong and his brothers such a headache.

"Uncle Zheng, you said who is the final winner in this war of changing dynasties?" Zheng Chenggong asked.

Zheng Tai smiled wryly, "Nephew, don't test your uncle and me, I'm just a rough man, you let me jump into gangs and chop people with an axe, there are definitely not many people who earn a living at sea who dare to say that they can beat you." I, you say that I am operating a fishing boat and crossing this strait, not only with my eyes closed, but in the dark night, I can make a round trip with a small fishing boat. don't know."

Zheng Chenggong pondered for a while, and then asked: "Then what do you think Zhang Qiang wants?"

Zheng Tai thought for a while, then shook his head, "I don't understand. In terms of force, there is really no army in Daming that is as powerful as the tens of thousands of troops in his hands. He can completely sweep the north and south of the river. It can be said that no one can stop it." He is like the mighty and elite army of [-] Tartars who came down all the way from the Guandong in the Qing Dynasty, and swept across the north of Daming in several ways. Like tofu, it was smashed to pieces, and the mountains and rivers of the imperial court, like fallen leaves after autumn, fell helplessly, and were grabbed by those savage savages, smashed to pieces, and then scattered in the wind."

Zheng Chenggong looked at him and pushed, "Okay, uncle, you are amazing. This analogy is appropriate for those scholars who can't find any flaws."

Zheng Tai could only touch his feverish face, using the shyness rarely seen by big men, and using coddling instead of words, being praised by his nephew like this made Zheng Tai feel moved and happy in his heart, and at the same time felt at ease.

For a long time, the emperor and the courtiers, he finally took a firm position in Zheng Chenggong's group and was appreciated by Zheng Chenggong. He knew his own ability. Like other pirates, it was annexed by others, or squeezed by the Portuguese and the Dutch with no place to survive.

The two teased each other, made fun of a few words, and the topic changed again. Zheng Chenggong didn't wait for Zheng Tai's answer. He knew that Zheng Tai couldn't come up with an answer that satisfied him, and he just relied on his ability and observation. And guessing from experience, "I think he is doing the same thing as Zhu Yuanzhang."

Without even thinking about it, Zheng Tai asked casually, "The same thing?"

Zheng Chenggong casually flicked the purple cloak blown in front of him by the sea breeze, and pulled it behind him, but the sea breeze was still spinning, wrapping his cloak from left to right, and then from right to left. The wind, blocked by the mountains, blows from the entrance of the strait, forming a vortex here, and then directly rises to the top of the strait. The wind with the moisture of sea water is extremely irregular, like some mischievous children. It's the same as the adults expected.

"Yes,"

"At the beginning, Zhu Yuanzhang had a little strength that could compete with the Mongolian and Yuan courts for the first time. Then he asked Zhu Sheng, a college student, how to take the world. Zhu Sheng gave him a plan, 'Build walls high, accumulate grain widely, and become king slowly. .'strategy, and in the end he won the world by virtue of this strategy."

Zheng Tai was startled, "Your Majesty, you said that Zhang Qiang wants to win the world and get this Great Ming Dynasty?"

Zheng Chenggong nodded slightly, and replied: "To be precise, it is not the Great Ming Dynasty, but the heroes born in troubled times. At present, the Qing Dynasty Tartars have not completely occupied the Great Ming Dynasty. The Southern Ming Dynasty still stands in the south, and the remnants of Dashun are still wandering around. Although many people have surrendered to the Yongli court, there are still many people who still insist on fighting against the Qing and Ming armies."

A wave of waves came, Zheng Chenggong took a few steps back, but his shoes and trouser legs were still wet by the big waves, and the foam from the waves smashed by the rocks even splashed on the faces of the two of them, and they let the sea water flow from their faces disapprovingly And down.

"Then——, son, is it possible for us?" Zheng Tai asked.

Zheng Chenggong shook his head, "It's impossible. Only those ambitious and capable people on land have ever fought for hegemony. Although I was born on the mainland and traveled around in my early years, my foundation is at sea. If I go on land , that is the tiger descending the mountain, the tiger falls to the plain, and is bullied by dogs, it is impossible to succeed, and even to the point of ruin."

"Alas—" Zheng Tai sighed.

Zheng Chenggong patted him on the shoulder, turned around and walked inland, and at the same time said in a resentful tone: "Think about what happened to my father, Uncle Zheng, it's a lesson from the past."

Zheng Tai sighed again, "An official is too obsessed with power, and wants to be recruited too much. How can we lower Liba people be friends and deal with those officials who are white in the spring and snow in the bottom, but we are the ones who suffer in the end. "

Looking back at the distant coast, Zheng Tai asked again: "Do you think Zhang Qiang can survive this time?"