I am rich in martial arts, but choose culture to win

Now that he has taken over Tan Tingxiang's political legacy, he can finally gather a troop to follow Old Brother Zuo northward to eat meat.

Wang Wenshao has already made up his mind. If he can really win the three towns of Wuchang, he will not return to Hunan.

Instead of being the governor of Hunan who is useless, it is better to enter the Duke of Chu's mansion and become the prefect of Wuchang to provide logistical support for Zuo Zongtang's western expedition.

All in all, Zuo Zongtang had done all the calculations as far as he could, even if he raised troops hastily.

Hearing Zuo Zongtang's detailed explanation of the current form, both Liu Songshan and Master Bai couldn't help admiring: "My lord's advice!"

"Hahaha, it's not that the old man is modest. In terms of layout and strategy, if someone from my left is second, I'm afraid no one in the world would dare to say that he is number one!"

Zuo Zongtang twirled his goatee beard, showing a bit of complacency, "Long live the Zhu family is a strong army, but in terms of strategizing, the old man is actually more than enough to be an emperor's teacher."

He has real talent but is also proud of his talent, has insight into tenses but can't suppress his fiery temper, if he lacks any aspect, this is not Zuo Zongtang.

Zuo, who loves to pretend to be aggressive and does not overturn the car, Zongtang clapped his hands and laughed this time, applauding himself, "In my opinion, Wuchang must be conquered within ten days, and Xiangyang can be obtained within twenty days..."

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Lao Zuo was halfway through his pretense, when suddenly he felt the earth tremble and the mountains shake, and thunder bursts came from a distance, as if the sky was collapsing and the earth was falling.

"Thunder on the flat ground, why is it so? Could it be the rolling ground dragon?"

Zuo Zongtang hurriedly climbed to the high place, raised the binoculars to look, and saw a puff of smoke rising from the direction of Wuchang, but because the distance was too far, it was impossible to see clearly.

After an unknown amount of time, a scout came galloping on a tall horse.

"How can there be such a horse in our army? It must be a Tartar spies!"

Just as the Chu army was about to fire the gun, the scout hurriedly rolled off his horse, and while showing the token and checking the password, he shouted: "The city is broken, the city is broken!"

"What city is broken?"

Zuo Zongtang didn't care about safety, and ran up with a group of soldiers, and asked eagerly, "What do you mean the city is broken?"

The scout quickly replied, "Of course it's Wuchang City!"

"nonsense!"

Zuo Zongtang glared, and said angrily, "The Wuchang city wall is three feet high. It was built with bricks and rammed earth. It is extremely strong. How could it break? Didn't you deceive us?"

"Marshal, how dare you have such a humble job! It's Minglijian, it's Minglijian people who relied on strong ships and cannons, and thousands of cannons exploded the city wall of Wuchang. Now the high officials and bannermen in the city are all headless It seems to be running around!

Marshal, the gentlemen of Minglijian said that they don't have enough manpower, and they don't look down on those beggars' belongings, so let's hurry into the city!

By the way, look at the humble horse, this is the Danshan army horse of the master of the Ming Dynasty. They think the villain can't drive a motorcycle, so reward the humble! "

Chapter 461 Please start from the subordinates of Sangui

If there is no hope for the performance of the Chinese men's football team, then there is even less hope for the combat effectiveness of the Manchus.

There are more than 270 armed merchant ships with only one or two guns and no armor. They can't even get any bargains from Spain and the Netherlands. When encountering the main fleets of Britain and France, it is more straightforward to sink the river directly.

But on the river in my Qing Dynasty, this is the well-deserved Galaxy Fleet.

When Zuo Zongtang led a group of beggar soldiers who had just stepped out of the mud and rushed to the front of Wuchang City, what he saw was the ruins of the east city wall of Wuchang.

And the fleet of ships moored on the Yangtze River to block out the sun.

He found that the Ming people just disembarked to control the pier by the river and reinforced it, and had no intention of entering Wuchang City.

That's natural.

I, Ming Lijian, have always been kind to people.

From the Bioelectric Shock Therapy Center in New York to the test site of the new electric slaughter assembly line in Berlin, the name of His Majesty Zhu Fugui, the commander of the Ming Dynasty and Lijian University, is widely spread.

Naturally, the merchant ships of Ming Dynasty were said to be merchant ships, and they were merchant ships.

The boats are full of peace-loving businessmen, who don't like wielding knives and guns at all.

But because the foolish governor of Hubei refuses free trade, he is forced to communicate openly and honestly in a language he can understand.

And cannonballs are words that all nations in the world can understand.

"Master Zuo, what are you still doing? Go to the city!"

At this time, a fat white man wearing a real Tang suit, but who looked a bit like An Lushan, came jolting over on a sidecar motorcycle.

"Where are you monster!?"

Zuo Zongtang was taken aback by this foreigner, and the guards quickly drew out their waist knives, trying to kill this nondescript monster.

"Don't shoot, your own!"

The fat white man stopped his motorcycle three feet away.

"Who the hell are you?"

Lao Bai relied on being a monk, and slowly approached while reciting scriptures.

The fat white man quickly waved his hand and said: "I am the last prophet that the Jews of the world are looking forward to, the living Solomon and Moses, the leaders of the restoration of Israel, of course... these are not important, you just need to remember, I am the most humble of His Majesty the Ming Dynasty The servant of the Heavenly Father, the most loyal preacher of the Father, the bell ringer of the iron camel in Guanning of the Ming Dynasty will do, and you can call me Genaro Sangui."

……

This white man with a big aquiline nose is none other than Jew Donald Tang Sangui.

This time he came on a boat from near Nanjing.

Few people may believe that Tang Sangui's main job or hobby during this time is to go to Tianjing to debate the scriptures with Hong Tianwang besides selling his Hebrew secret medicine.

At first, Tang Sangui went to Tianjing City to sell his Hebrew secret medicine to King Hong.

After all, the Prime Minister of Great Britain said it was good for taking this secret medicine.

Hong Tianwang has been nesting in the city of Tianjing for these years. Every day, he leads civil and military officials to plant land, raise pigs, tie a few angels (drones) with straw during the slack, and pray for the next feeding of the heavenly father.

Such a regular life made Hong Tianwang's health a lot better.

However, the problem of falling behind when he lost his vitality before has not healed for a long time.

During a prayer, Hong Tianwang engraved his heart disease on the gold cake, hoping to get the curtain of the heavenly father.

Jinling is rich and prosperous, and there are countless gold hidden in the city.

But now that gold cannot be circulated with the outside world, Hong Xiuquan smashed a lot of gold cakes weighing five taels, and used them as family letters dedicated to the heavenly father.

The reason why gold cakes are used as home letters is, of course, that angels written on silk and satin are not accepted.

In short, Zhu Fugui knew the unspeakable secret of Hong Xiuquan's younger brother, so as a father, he naturally wanted to help him.

So this was Donald's first trip to Tianjing.

Needless to say, Hong Xiuquan was really kind to this "foreign brother". When he heard that he was actually the messenger of the Heavenly Father, he welcomed him with the most solemn etiquette.

Coupled with the immediate effect of the medicine given by the heavenly father, Tang Sangui became Hong Xiuquan's guest of honor.

After coming and going, the two inevitably talked about the scriptures.

The God Worship religion believed by the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom is simply an enhanced version of the rural pastoral Christianity of later generations.

However, under Hong Xiuquan's tireless research in these years of idleness, in addition to localization, he has formed an extremely perfect theoretical closed loop.

No orthodox Vatican priest could argue against him, let alone Tang Sangui, and Judaism is not good at debating scriptures.

The relationship between the three religions in the desert is roughly like this:

Judaism is the original.

On the basis of Judaism, Jesus declared himself a prophet, so Christianity emerged, including the later branches of Catholicism, Protestantism, and Orthodox Churches.

On the basis of acknowledging that Jesus was a prophet, Maimaiti declared himself to be the last prophet, so Islam emerged.

Compared with the latter two religions, Judaism does not recognize Jesus and Mamat as prophets, and believes that the real prophet has not yet appeared.

So they don't preach either.

Zhu Fugui appreciates not preaching.

But for Jewish capital, Daming's vigilance has not relaxed at all.

Moreover, the Chinese themselves are very good businessmen, with hard-working, resourceful, and even cunning attributes. It is almost impossible to infiltrate the awakened Chinese through financial means.

With the growth of power and wealth, especially the growing power of Ming Dynasty, Tang Sangui realized that the Zionism promised by Zhu Fugui back then was not a dream, and that the State of Israel might really be born in his own hands.

Therefore Tang Sangui desperately wanted to bind the Jews and Ming Dynasty more closely.

Without the support of Ming Dynasty, even if the country was restored to its homeland 2000 years ago, it would be torn to pieces by endless Muslims in an instant.

How to hug Daming's thigh tightly, Tang Sangui had no idea before.

But as the saying goes, listening to your words is better than reading ten years of books.

Tang Sangui suddenly discovered that this old brother Hong Xiuquan is really a goddamn talent!

He actually called Wan Sleepy Lord Papa!

How can there be a father who doesn't care about his son?

Except blacks.

Ming Dynasty is a country of etiquette, and Wan Sleeping Lord is a benevolent gentleman.

As long as I can successfully call Sleepy Lord Dad, wouldn't all problems be solved?

And according to the doctrine, for thousands of years, the Jews are still waiting for their own savior.

Since there must always be a Jew to be the savior, why can't he be me, Tang Sangui?

In order to further improve this theory, Tang Sangui went to Nanjing many times, consulted Hong Xiuquan face to face, and completed his own Sangui version of "New Testament" bit by bit.

Tang Sangui heard from Hong Xiuquan that in Tibetan Buddhism, believers believed that the emperors of the Celestial Dynasty, including the Ming and Qing dynasties, were the reincarnation of Manjusri Bodhisattva, although the Celestial Emperor himself did not think so.

So today's Great Heavenly Father is of course Jehovah in the world.

And he himself is the prophet and son of the Jews.

All in all, relying on this set of theories, as well as Ming silver coins and Hebrew secret medicine, Donald has slowly won over a small group of Jews.

This time, the reason why he appeared here was to bring this group of Jews to help Da Ming's father fight the war.

In the future, when you return to the homeland of the State of Israel, you will also face enemies with similar technical routes, so train your team in advance.

Of course, Tang Sangui himself will not go to the battlefield.

To fight is to die.

I am the hope of the whole village, so naturally I can't do such a dangerous job.

But young people can.

Tang Sangui said, "Anything that restores a country comes from bloodshed. Today, the Jewish people have never heard of bloodshed and sacrifices. The reason why this country is gone. If there is, please start with Sangui's subordinates."

Of course Zhu Fugui was very clear about the fact that Tang Sangui tricked a hundred Jewish boys into being cannon fodder.

From Tang Sangui's daughter to his assistants, they are all Daming's informants, and there is no secret at all.

Of course Tang Sangui himself knew this, he asked for instructions early and reported late, and he did not hide anything from the court.

So Tang Sangui wanted to go to war, Zhu Fugui also let him go.

Not only did he go, Zhu Fugui also personally presented this army with a designation: [Daming Guanning Iron Camel Brigade].

Chapter 462

Although there were only more than 100 people, Tang Sangui was very happy to get the number of the brigade, saying that this was the expectation of the Heavenly Father for the Jewish people.

Therefore, the boys of Guanning Iron Camel are very enthusiastic about fighting with Minghuahua 2.0.

However, no matter how high the fighting enthusiasm is, it is useless.

Because His Majesty the Emperor has an order first, that is, in addition to facing Russia, Kokand Khanate, Dungan, Hongfu Khanate, Ottoman and other forces, even if they are facing the Eight Banners soldiers, they are not allowed to take action.

Seeing that the bannermen took advantage of the chaos and fled, Tang Sangui hurriedly sent the Chu army out.

In fact, I have to say that these bannermen are quite brave.

At least in the final battle report issued by the Duke of Chu to the Ming court, these bannermen were all super brave.

They resisted desperately all over the city, and women, children, old and weak all wore armor and held blades to resist stubbornly. The Chu army had no choice but to wipe them all out with their knives.