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

After Japan was liberated, apart from the long-sighted Changzhou Fan, didn't the concubines and daughters of the other princes all work in factories like ordinary women and marry ordinary workers?

Guo Dazhuang also knew a Japanese prince who moved sacks in a flour mill!

It must be the same in the future to pacify Shenzhou and liquidate the bannermen.

In fact, there are bannermen who have obtained Ming nationality, and they are not the raised Han Eight Banners, but authentic bannermen.

Zhengbai Qi and Zhenglan Qi are keen to fight against the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty. This matter sounds fantasy, but it is indeed an ancient one.

After Dorgon died that year, Shunzhi began to counterattack and reckon. A part of the Zhenglan Banner Manchurians who followed Wu Sangui to suppress the Nanming Rebel Army in Yunnan saw that something was wrong, and saw that the captured King Gui was indeed a son of heaven, so they planned to hold Wu Sangui hostage to respect King Gui Reverse the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty.

It is said that there were more than [-] people cutting their braids in Wu Sangui's camp at that time.

But later things came to light and they were all killed by Wu Sangui.

At this time, there are records in Kangxi Yunnan Fuzhi and Qian Haiyue Nanming History, which are very reliable.

And by the end of the Qing Dynasty, there were also Zhengbai and Zhenglan bannermen who participated in the revolution.

Zhu Fugui didn't know how to evaluate this kind of adultery, so he could only cooperate temporarily to see the aftermath.

At least, at present, Jin Yiwei's tentacles can reach into the Forbidden City, thanks to the help of these traitors.

Some of them also won the death-free gold medal of Ming nationality.

Otherwise, as soon as Mo Shaved arrives, I'm afraid that no matter how standard the ass surrender ceremony is, there will be no way out.

In any case, it is not impossible for Guo Dazhuang's wish to "buy a princess to play with" to come true.

Guo Dazhuang sighed, and said again: "Anyway, I'm really not interested in ghost girls. You asked me to go to Seattle, when did I agree? I left her a letter of introduction, and when she arrives in Daming, she can get at least three With a temporary residence permit of one year, she will naturally find a man who truly loves her."

Li Huzi thought about it for a while, so he shook his head and said, "I'm different from you. As long as she's a beautiful girl, no matter what country she's from, she doesn't care about meat or vegetables! It's a pity that I will lose the battalion commander." You have a good body like a calf!"

"Da Zhuang, in fact, you don't need to bother with a letter of introduction."

At this time, Qi Wenchang came over wearing a desert camouflage and sunglasses, and everyone immediately stood up and said, "Hello, Chief!"

Qi Wenchang waved his hand and said with a smile: "You don't have to be so cautious, I just heard you making fun of Battalion Commander Guo from a long distance, so I also came to join in the fun."

"Commander, why did you say that you don't need to issue a letter of introduction?"

Guo Dazhuang asked quickly, his caring look was not as free and easy as he said.

"You are a stick, now the main force of the Texas National Guard has been wiped out by us, Texas, oh no, our Ming's Xinshu will naturally be completely liberated and included in my Ming's territory!

You know, it is said that our Long Live Lord is greedy for the big oil fields in Xinshu in his dreams! "

"When there is a big oil field, our tank battalion will no longer have to worry about diesel oil, and our Daming's energy will finally have no worries!"

……

Qi Wenchang had fried eggs on a hot plate for lunch with the soldiers in the tank battalion.

While the Dingguo army was dealing with the main force of the French army in Fort Santa Ana, Qi Wenchang's Wumu army marched from Juárez, built a pontoon bridge and crossed the Gran River to enter Texas.

According to the information obtained by the white hound, after two years of fighting with Da Minglun in San Diego, the fighting will of the entire army of the Lone Star Republic is on the verge of collapse.

In the end, the termination of the San Diego round was not so much that Da Ming got tired of playing and took the initiative, but that the Lone Star Republic couldn't afford it and ran away with a bucket.

They basically abandoned the lines of defense in Arizona and New Mexico, and instead stationed troops on the Dalhart line in the northwest region of Texas' old home.

The Wumu army assembled the entire army to form a motorized lightning force. It took only one week to attack 800 kilometers, and blitzed Dalhart's barracks, annihilating the main force of the Lone Star Republic in World War I.

Now the president of the Lone Star Republic has gone to the southern government to apply for political asylum, and the foreign department of Ming Dynasty is starting the extradition bill.

For the Wumu army, the political aftermath has nothing to do with them. Their task is to quickly go south and directly into Mexico City before the French get the relevant information.

This has to be fast.

Because there are bound to be Texans fleeing to the southeast coast and then across to Mexico via the Gulf of Mexico.

There is less than a month left for Wu Mujun.

They must make a long-distance raid of 20 kilometers within 1700 days. Only in this way can the suddenness of the operation be guaranteed.

Although it seems that Wu Mujun has completed the feat of 7 kilometers in 800 days, and 20 kilometers in 1700 days, it is not a problem, but in fact, as the distance increases, the difficulty of mechanized advancement increases geometrically.

To put it simply, fuel security is a headache.

Secondly, there is the problem of vehicle failure rate.

Daming's military vehicles are basically the original agricultural vehicles of later generations.

Now Zhu Fugui seldom buys handcarts from Xianyu, but directly orders orders from manufacturers.

The price of agricultural vehicles bought in this way will not be very expensive, and at the same time, the quality is more guaranteed, and there will be no embarrassing situation where half of the vehicles fall down 100 kilometers during the Xinjin Crusade.

But even if they are all well-maintained original cars, failures during such a long-distance raid are inevitable.

This is the time to reflect the strength of the auto repair class.

Just as the civil aviation industry had an impact on the senior sailors of the navy before, companies like Rising Sun Automobile also caused ideological fluctuations in the auto repair class to a certain extent.

Fortunately, on the one hand, the imperial trainers painstakingly explained the righteousness of the family and the country, making them realize that it was His Majesty and the army who trained them. At the same time, the treatment of the royal soldiers was raised again in due course to match the increase in the overall salary of the Ming society.

Coupled with the fact that the army has food, board and lodging, fellowship is given priority, the social status is high and the benefits are perfect, in the end it succeeded in retaining talents.

It is precisely because of this high-level auto repair team that Qi Wenchang has the confidence to smuggle into Kea and get three straight.

Even in the national war with Prussia, the French mobilized less than 60.

This landing in Mexico, the French government did not fully mobilize at all, and the troops that finally arrived were only 20, including nearly one-third of the foreign legion.

The Dingguo Army attracted more than 10 troops to the west, and four troops including the Royal Guards, Metz Army, Reserve Cavalry, and Reserve Artillery were stationed around Mexico City.

Therefore, there are not many French stationed on the Eastern Front of Mexico.

There are only some Mexicans who have not long since defected and have no will to fight.

The Wumu army of the Ming Dynasty rushed southward like an armed parade, without encountering decent resistance at all.

His Majesty Nasan in Mexico City was enjoying the luxurious food brought from the other side of the ocean while staring at the map to study the micro-operations of the new day.

As everyone knows, the crisis is approaching.

Chapter 374 It's time to perform the real technique

The morning sun in Mexico City was rising as usual.

His Majesty Napoleon III, Emperor of France, was enjoying his luxurious breakfast, among which the most impressive thing was a two-pound piece of margarine.

Margarine, or trans fatty acid, hydrogenated vegetable oil, was invented last year by a French chemist from Provence, Moures.

It not only preserves the soft and sweet taste of butter, but also is not easy to deteriorate, so that it can be presented in front of His Majesty the Emperor in a fresh posture from far away Europe.

If you don't consider its destructive effects on health, this is indeed a great invention, at least for His Majesty Nasan who loves fat and sweets.

Serving a piece of rich trans fatty acid early in the morning, full of calories, cholesterol, and risk factors for diseases such as diabetes, arteriosclerosis, and tumors, made His Majesty feel very happy, as if all the troubles had melted away.

Of course, His Majesty the great Nasan did not have any troubles, and the Santa Ana blockade he commanded remotely achieved a major success.

After paying the price of 2 French divisions, 2 colonial divisions, and dozens of Mexican infantry battalions, the never-falling Santa Ana Fortress repelled the tide attack of the Ming people seven times.

Although it is not very clear why more than 4 Ming people were able to launch a tidal offensive against 10,000+ Franco-Mexican coalition forces, but in short, victory is victory.

The Ming people paid a heavy price, and repeatedly hit the wall in Santa Ana and broke into sand.

According to the front-line telegram, General Ming looked at the Santa Ana Fortress, tears of humiliation rolled in his eyes.

This time, the heroic French nation once again became the shield of God in the Christian world like a fortified wall!

"Paperless office is good! Good... hiccup~"

Wiped the margarine at the corners of his mouth with three napkins, burped comfortably, couldn't help rubbing his beloved goatee, and smiled to the staff who were accompanying the meal, "In my opinion, although Zhu Fugui is a Wicked heretic, but there is something to be said for..."

"Everyone, look, if I capture Zhu Fugui at that time, how about sending him to the Paris Weaving Bureau as a technician? With his crazy ideas, maybe we can bring a lot of new fun to our Parisians!"

"Your Majesty, you don't know yet? That Zhu Fugui is very fond of acting, and even plays the main role?" Fool A followed Nasan's words and said, "I suggest that Zhu Fugui be sent to Turkey to be eunuched." A singer and singer must be welcomed by the Sultan."

"Haha, wonderful! Wonderful!"

Nasan clapped hands with a group of close officials and laughed, and the hall was filled with joyful atmosphere.

But in a corner they didn't notice, a Mexican handyman who was kneeling on the ground cleaning the floor had already quietly pulled out a pen and paper, and recorded all this.

The French thought they had wiped out the guerrillas, but they didn't know that the guerrillas were already lurking beside them.

What's more, they don't know that there is an old saying in the far east, which is called: "If you tell a good joke today, you will have enough bullets tomorrow!"

……

Don't even have to wait until tomorrow.

Just as the three monarchs and ministers were enjoying the wonderful prospect after victory, a messenger soldier with a pale face ran in.

He ignored the Mexican servant who was mopping the floor, and rushed to the dining table like a gust of wind: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, important military information, an urgent telegram from San Juan 10 minutes ago!"

"San Juan?"

Nasan was stunned. A town with a name like San Juan has eight hundred if not one thousand.

But after thinking about it for a while, Nasan understood that the San Juan that the messenger said was a satellite city and fortress about 44 kilometers away from Mexico City.

Because apart from the telegraph line leading to the northern mining area, that is, the Santa Ana area, the current telegraph lines that can communicate normally in Mexico are only available in the tens of kilometers around the capital Mexico City.

As a defensive fortress, San Juan happened to have a line.

Nathan asked impatiently: "What happened in San Juan? Is it another Mexican protest? Ladmiro is just eating baguettes and doesn't know how to use his rifle and bayonet." ?"

"No, that's not the case... Your Excellency Colonel Radmiro...he has returned to the embrace of the Lord!"

The messenger handed over the report and quickly explained, "Just half an hour ago, the first team could not be identified, but a convoy suspected of being from the Ming army suddenly appeared outside San Juan City. Their chariots were terrifying and their firepower was extremely fierce... "

"What? Could it be that the Ming army killed Radmiro in just ten minutes?" Napoleon III was shocked.

"No...no..."

The signal soldier had a constipated expression on his face, and explained again, "Colonel Radmirau was enjoying Burgundy baked snails, paired with sparkling wine and margarine...

Colonel Radmiro was trying to pour the last bits of sauce from the snail shell down his throat when the Ming shells fell... and then tragedy struck...

In short, Colonel Radmiro's ultimate cause of death was upper airway obstruction..."

"To put it simply, this guy choked to death on a snail shell, didn't he?"

He slapped the table with Sany and was furious. Sure enough, without his own personal command, these generals are all idiots, and they can't even understand snails!

The messenger remained silent, and Na San asked again: "How did those Ming people slip into the central defense area? Forget it, these are not important, where are they now?"

"According to Colonel Ladmiro's adjutant, it seems that the Ming army did not launch a full-scale attack after showing off its power with shells, but bypassed San Juan... The target seems to be Mexico City!"

"Oh?"

When Napoleon III heard this, the DNA in his blood seemed to move, "Go and invite Marshal Bazin, General Bourbaki, and General François to the meeting room. It's time for me to show my real skills!"

……

Compared with the barbed wire defense line of Santa Ana, the fortifications of Mexico City are much more decent.

Because Marshal Bazin had a hard lesson in front of the barbed wire of the Mexicans.

Therefore, he is very kind to the Mexicans for the layout of the defense line, especially the construction of the barbed wire.

In Santa Ana, Mobai dispatched the night to destroy the enemy's barbed wire fence.

On the first day, I did not collect them at night and brought professional tools such as hydraulic shears. On the second day, I set off directly with an engineering shovel. In the middle of the night, I dragged back a big bag of scrap wire.

The extremely unprofessional laying of barbed wire made Santa Ana almost defenseless against the Ding Guojun.

If it weren't for the enemy's strong firepower, a strong attack would have caused a lot of loss of personnel. Mo Bai even had a fake show, and planned to turn a feint attack into an annihilation battle.

In contrast, the barbed wire fence outside Mexico City is much more professional. At least the pile foundation has been laid, so that it is not necessary to use engineers to shovel a large area.

Mexico City in this era is not yet the super-big city of the future, with a population of just over 40.

But even if the city is not too big, the barbed wire in the hands of the French is not enough to enclose the entire Mexico City.

Fortunately, before the United Mexican States regained Mexico City in 1821 and achieved complete independence, Mexico City had always been the last stronghold of the Spanish Governor, and the defense was fully considered in terms of site selection.

Mexico City is located in the valley of the Central Mountain Range. It only needs to block some key positions with barbed wire to effectively resist the enemy's advance.

His Majesty Nasan, a military genius, noticed this keenly on the map, and pointed out that instead of defending Mexico City itself, it is better to take the initiative to attack and use the advantage of the barbed wire to wipe out this army of Ming people who are fleeing.

Marshal Bazin pointed out that judging from the fact that the Ming people bombarded San Juan but did not attack the city, this Ming army probably lacked enough infantry and lacked the means to attack.

That being the case, our French army should naturally rely on city defense, and there is no need to fight the Ming people in the field.