Wang Pu in the late Ming Dynasty

"Han Yi is stupid, Wang Pu is useless, and there is no one around me who can be used, they are all waste. Chongzhen's roar came from the main hall of the Qianqing Palace. Whenever he encountered a difficulty, the emperor would shout, and the people around him were used to it, but this time it was mixed with broken sounds, and he seemed to be a little angry.

The guards and eunuchs on duty at the door are all vigilant, this time is the most fatal, and the saint is in a bad mood today.

"The saint is angry, according to the report, Wang Pu is temporarily safe, he temporarily built a soil fort on the island, and across a wide river, although the number of prisoners is large, but he can't help him. Wang Chengen knew what he should say, but he didn't know what to say, so he had to find some reason to comfort the emperor.

"How long do you think Wang Pu can hold on? Chongzhen asked with a blushing face.

"This, this, maybe the captives have been around for a few days, and they will ...... if they can't take advantage of it. Wang Chengen replied hesitantly.

"Truth be told, I don't want to listen to useless sycophants. Chongzhen waved his hand impatiently.

"Yes, the slave is guilty, according to the Jinyi Wei detective report Wang Pu before leaving, Wang Zaijin prepared a thousand stone rice for him, there is no deduction in the middle, a thousand people can eat for about three months, saving enough for half a year, in addition to five thousand catties of huoyao, five hundred horses of good breeds, five hundred pairs of leather armor, and sixty pairs of iron armor. Wang Chengen replied.

"Well, Wang Pu is from the Donglin Party, they are good to their own people, hehe, how can others have such treatment. Chongzhen was angry when he heard it, the Jin army mutinied a few days ago because the court did not give food, and in the eyes of the Donglin Party, only the Shenjia battalion was pro, and other military horses belonged to the queen mother.

Wang Pu had a private relationship with Lord Xu Guangqi of the Ministry of Rites, and during his time in Beijing, he visited Xu's mansion many times, and it is unknown what he discussed. Wang Chengen replied.

"Xu Qing has always been ignorant of mundane affairs, and his mind is focused on intensive study, why does he have a secret relationship with Wang Pu, you send someone to investigate in detail. Chongzhen was suspicious again, and he completely forgot that Wang Puzheng was in danger, and the military situation was urgent, but he never mentioned sending reinforcements, and his mind didn't know where to go.

"Yes, the slave and maid take the order. Wang Chengen and Wang Pu have no old grudges, but he estimates that this person will die, why bother to be sad for a person who will die, these words shake Wang Pu's only honor in the emperor's heart, then after Wang Pu's death, the emperor will not be too sad and sad, as a loyal slave, alleviating the pain of the master is the most important thing.

"I remember that Wang Pu has always been thinking about the remnants of Man Gui, the Ruhuo Battalion, this person will lead the troops, and the soldiers and horses he likes will not be weak, and hand over the Ruhuo Battalion to the virtuous master. "Chongzhen rarely has a wise time, the so-called virtuous teacher is Sun Chengzong, the teacher of the first emperor.

"The slave and maid received the order, and the saint has been working hard for the past few days, so hard, it is really distressing to watch. Wang Chengen sobbed as he spoke.

"Whatever you have to say, just say it. Chongzhen smiled habitually.

Tian Guifei personally stewed a bowl of venison soup, the aroma was fragrant, but everyone else was hungry, the weather was getting colder, and the saint took the time to drink this bowl of soup, and he didn't delay anything. Wang Chengen said with a smile.

"Hmm. Chongzhen was very satisfied with this and nodded immediately.

On the small island of Nanhe, the refugees lit a bonfire with firewood given by Wang Pu, but the biting wind in the cold night was like a battering ram, easily breaking through the sparse warm defense line of the bonfire and pouring into the pile, as if the bonfire was just an ethereal mirage and had no effect at all. And there were not enough dry clothes, and there was a scramble among the refugees, and the infirm could not grab dry clothes, and when they stayed up until dawn and counted them, more than 100 people were seriously ill and dying. But this is a troubled time, no one can care about mercy, life and death are just at will.

After the sun rose, the earth had a little warmth, Wang Pu hurriedly organized the refugees to dig a cellar in the southwest corner of the island, first build a circular trench, cover the top with horizontal logs, and then fill in the earth, and build a simple earthen stove in the center, which can be used for cooking soup and heating. This kind of cellar, designed by Wang Pu himself, is inspired by energy-saving stoves, and only those who can use their brains can survive in troubled times.

"The fish soup and horse meat taste good today, what is this black and black?" Wang Pu stared at the bowl of soup in front of him, stunned to recognize what the condiment was.

"Back to the young master, this

is a truffle, those people inadvertently dug it when digging the cellar, they were grateful to the young master, so they offered this truffle. The pro-soldier who was in charge of Wang Pu's meal replied.

"Hey, it's hard for these people. Wang Pu was a little moved when he heard this: "In the future, I will stop eating fish soup and save it for the patient." "There are a lot of bad horses on the island, horse meat is not rare, everyone can taste a little, only fish soup is very rare, although there are a few fishing boats, but there are no fishermen, relying on a group of young hands to catch a fish for half a day.

"This, how can this be done, young master....... The pro-soldier said anxiously.

"Needless to say, I've made up my mind. Wang Pu stretched out his hand to stop the soldiers from talking, with a resolute face, and said in his heart: A few bowls of fish soup can win people's hearts and establish a heroic posture, this business is too cost-effective, how can such a wonderful opportunity be missed.

Because of fear, a large number of people swam to the island and squeezed through the small island. Wang Pu simply ordered to stop shooting the people on the other side, and soon the shield cart of the captive was advanced to thirty paces away, this distance was already audible, and the soldiers of the Shenjia Battalion gradually looked solemn.

"Your Excellency, Bai Xingle, the secretary of the Third Fire Gun Team, reports. "Someone came to salute a thousand times, this is one of Wang Pu's cronies in the army.

"Something. Wang Pu asked.

"I thought of an idea, maybe I could use it. In the face of the approaching shield car, Wang Pu, Lin Changxing, and Liu Yishan had no recruits, so Wang Pu sent a message to the secretaries of each team to participate in the idea of ideas.

"Tell me about it. I heard that there was an idea, Wang Pu was really interested, and his body drove forward.

"There is a special siege squad in the lowly hundred-man team, and the siege pickaxe is a hook, and a rope is tied to the handle, and the shield cart can be hooked by throwing it. My lord, you said that you didn't hit it. "Bai Xingle was originally a hunter, so he would use his brain to set a trap in the mountains or something, although today's idea is not clever, but it is very practical.

"The enemy's shield cart is made of good wood, and it is just right to make up for the shortfall by hooking it and splitting it into firewood. Wang Pu nodded and said, the weather is cold, and a lot of firewood is consumed for heating every night, and the reserves are far from enough, not to mention that the number of people on the island has doubled, which is even worse.

He immediately summoned Liu Yishan and Lin Changxing to discuss the details.

Huang Taiji was in a good mood today, and good news came from the east, and Dai Shan and Duo Ze led their troops to successfully break through Qian'an, and only paid minor casualties. The reclamation of the river here is also very smooth, since a large number of people fled to the opposite island, the Ming general Wang Pu did not even dare to let go of the firecracker, probably because he was afraid that more people would flee to the island, that is, the food carried by the Shenjia battalion was already slightly insufficient.

"Dolgon, what kind of character do you think Ming General Wang Pu is, I used to think that he was afraid of death and timid as a mouse, but now, it doesn't seem like it. Huang Taiji stared at the small island in the distance, faintly visible in the gloomy light of dusk, it was not at all like an island that was about to fall into a desperate situation, there was no panic, those officers and soldiers of the Shenjia Battalion were all warriors, in the face of the invincible golden soldiers in the world, they were still not afraid of being encircled, and they did things in an orderly manner, and they did not panic.

"Smart people are afraid of death, Wang Pu is definitely a smart person, he wants the city to be kind to the people and learn from Liu Bei. Dorgon sneered.

"Courageous, knowledgeable and ambitious, he is Liu Bei, and if he doesn't kill this person, there will be endless troubles. Huang Taiji said with a cold face.

"It has only been less than a year since the formation of the Nanban Divine Armor Battalion, and it has won four battles, and it has developed a sharp spirit, and if it is not subdued, it will be more difficult in the future. Hearing Huang Taiji exalt Wang Pu like this, Dolgon was quite unimpressed, and as the meticulous workers continued to obtain information, the puzzle pieces about Wang Pu's deeds gradually became complete and clear. The soldiers surnamed Wang used in several victories to be decent, and his talent was mediocre, and the only merit was the ability to train soldiers, and his Shenjia battalion was indeed difficult.

In the early morning of the next day, the difficult Shenjia battalion did not wait for death, and the war drums in the army rumbled, piercing the silent sky. When the captives stopped, they looked around, and saw that the leaders did not take the sound of the war drums of the enemy camp too seriously, so they ignored themselves and did not take it seriously.

Dolgon boarded the lookout, only to see the Ming army slowly push out six strange-looking cars from the gate on both sides, he frowned, and then couldn't help grinning, laughing at himself: "I said it wrong again, Liu Bei doesn't have these ghost tricks, this Wang Pu is worthy of being a gentleman, at least it won't be too boring to fight with him, hehe." He pondered with interest the purpose of those cars.

I saw that the six strange cars were lined up on the shore, and the Ming soldiers were busy filling the cage at the front of the car with earth and stones, what is this, Dolgon felt that his brain was not enough, and muttered: "Southern barbarians." "

After a busy half-time, the cage was probably filled with earth and stones, and a man in armor stood up, and the Ming soldiers surrounded him like stars and moons. Most of that person was Wang Pu, and Dolgon stared at it, but unfortunately it was too far away, and the fog on the river was curling, so it was not clear to see.

Suddenly, the

strange carts raised a long pole, with a rope tied to the end, and a net at the end, which drew a large arc in the air, and threw an object into the air, and it dawned on Dolgon that it was a catapult.

The six catapults of the

Ming army threw six pickaxes far across the river, and their momentum was still unabated, fortunately, the handles of the pickaxes were drilled holes, tied with a rope, and the distance was measured, the ropes were straightened and the pickaxes fell to the ground, the war drums were beaten here, and a group of people were already on standby next to the catapults, and immediately grabbed the rope and pulled it back when they heard the sound of the drums, and the six pickaxes were dragged on the ground for a short time, four of which hooked the shield car of the captive.

These shield carts were arranged at the very edge of the riverbank, only half a step from the river, and when they landed, three shield carts slid down, and the frozen river could not bear it, and broke apart, and the river gurgled and bubbled out under the ice, and the ice crunched like a symphony of glaciers.

The nearby captives were stunned by the scene in front of them, seeing that the three shield carts were dragged away by the Nanban dogs on the opposite side, and then they were furious.

In a moment, six more pickaxes flew across the river, and if this continued, these dozens of shield carts would be looted, and where could the proud warriors of the captives endure such humiliation, so a few warriors were willing to rush forward with a rain of bullets, and the long-term life of fishing and hunting gave these savages unparalleled skills, and even more made Wang Pu frightened, and the innate intuition of repeated midnight terrors, they actually knew how to dash in a zigzag pattern to avoid the oncoming fire and lead bullets.

The corners of Wang Pu's mouth curled slightly, and he snorted coldly, he came prepared, and he had a corresponding plan for various changes before the war. After all, the pickaxe is not a hook, the grip is insufficient, these captive warriors can easily pry open with weapons, the cross pickaxe bounced off the shield cart, and the Ming army team that was pulling the other end of the rope did not have time to unload the force and suddenly fell backwards in unison, and all the feet were facing the sky like a centipede that turned over. The rest of the captives saw that this method was feasible from a distance and saved one of the shield carts, and they all came up to help with the Ming army's guns and lead bullets, and it was inevitable that there would be bad luck when there were more of them, and six captives were shot and fell in a pool of blood. However, the captives were truly brave, and they turned a blind eye to the misfortunes and wails of their companions, and did not take them seriously, so that the bloodshed of the idle only aroused the ferocity of the savages.

"It's not enough firepower, huh, let's try this. Wang Pu stretched out two fingers and waved them lightly in the air, which was a gesture to order the second set of plans to be activated.

The

catapult was launched again, and the six packages slowly fell into the shield car array of the captives, and after a while, sparks splashed, like brilliant flowers, and there was a huge earthquake, and the sky collapsed, wood, stones, human heads, broken limbs, and all kinds of wreckage, slowly falling from the sky, and there were many suspicious flesh balls falling on the ice, perhaps because of the sudden cold, it was clearly seen that those organs could still squirm. Many of the people who had taken refuge on the island and the recruits of the Shenjia Battalion were trembling with fright, and some of them peed their pants.

Only Wang Pu and his veterans of the Shenjia Battalion who participated in the extermination of the Xiashan Tiger were still calm, with a bit of mockery and contempt for the recruits whose faces were like ashes.