The Revolt of the Three Feudatories: All-in at the start in Beijing

This soldier, named Ma Sandao, although he had a pointed face and a monkey-like appearance, was exceptionally strong. After killing a Dutch soldier, he was extremely excited. After introducing himself, he quickly rushed towards Philip.

For no other reason than that I felt this guy's military uniform was so fancy, it must be very valuable.

Moreover, Bian Chong didn't forget to lend a hand to the Han soldiers climbing onto the ship. Soon, seven or eight Han soldiers came aboard and charged towards the Dutch.

Some Han soldiers even chased after them and entered the ship's cabin.

Because Xu Chuang lacked firearms, the Green Standard Army sailors he trained mainly used cold weapons, and the Dutch soldiers were no match for him in close combat.

Meanwhile, Philips saw a Han soldier charging towards him, and immediately drew his long, sharp command sword, speaking in a broken Cantonese accent.

"Don't be ridiculous!"

"My swordsmanship is incredibly sharp!"

Ma Sandao shook his head upon hearing this.

"Blonde devil, what are you talking about?"

"Look at the knife!"

After Ma Sandao finished speaking, he stepped forward with his sword at an unusually tricky angle. Philippe was unable to defend himself at all, and his hand was cut in one move, causing him to drop his sword in pain.

With a thud, Philips promptly knelt on the ground.

"Boss, don't kill me!"

Ma Sandao still couldn't understand, but he could understand the kneeling surrender. After shaking his head, he struck Philip with the back of his knife, and Philip immediately fainted.

By this time, the entire ship had been captured, and only three Dutchmen survived. They were eventually tied together with Philippe.

At a glance, all ten of the Dutch's main battle galleons and thirty armed merchant ships were stranded and unable to move. Each ship carried only one or two hundred people, and faced with the attack of more than three hundred small ships and more than seven thousand people, most of them were wiped out before they could even lift a finger.

Now all that remains are those one hundred small Fujian boats, which, being at the very back, have a draft of only two meters and are still resting on the river.

If you look closely, you'll see that each ship has four heavy cannons, each capable of launching an attack at any time.

These were all Xu Chuang's defensive strategies when defending the Yangtze River. He abandoned large ships and used small Fujian ships to defend the Yangtze River, but unfortunately the Qing government limited them to a hundred ships.

Ma Sandao was Xu Chuang's personal guard. Xu Chuang had already guessed this scene and had given Ma Sandao instructions in advance.

Without further ado, Ma Sandao boarded a small boat and sailed alone to the largest Fujian ship, where he shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Lord Xu Chuang has joined the Han army!"

"Brothers, Lord Xu said that the Manchu Tartars only know how to grovel before the Dutch. We Han people are millions of people, why should we do that!"

"If they still have penises, then kill the Eight Banner soldiers!"

"Join the Han army and become a Han person!"

call out.

Just as Ma Sandao finished speaking, a cold arrow shot out. Ma Sandao slashed at it with his waist knife, deflecting the arrow, and then looked coldly at the bow of the ship.

On the bow of the Fujian ship, a commander dressed in a yellow-bordered armor was coldly looking at Ma Sandao.

"Traitor!"

"Our Great Qing Dynasty was welcomed in by you descendants of Confucius; we are the legitimate successors of the Central Plains, and we are your masters!"

"Quickly, shoot him!"

After giving the order, the commander drew his bow and nocked an arrow once more.

But just as he was about to shoot an arrow, he felt a chill on his neck and knew that someone had stabbed him. He turned his head to look and was immediately enraged when he saw what was happening.

"Chen He, you're a member of the Han Eight Banners, are you going to become a traitor too?"

"The Han army will not spare you!"

Chen He is well-proportioned and has the typical appearance of a southerner. He only gave a cold reply when asked.

"I, Chen He, belong to the Green Standard Army. It was you Tartars who forcibly raised me to the Green Standard Army. Even if I die today, I will never be a slave!"

After Chen He finished speaking, he exerted force with his hand, and the sharp blade slashed through the commander's throat, leaving behind a face full of resentment!

After killing the commander, Chen He opened his eyes wide, raised his long sword, and roared at the Fujian ship behind him.

"Brothers, it's only natural for Han Chinese to migrate to the Han Dynasty!"

"Kill the Tartars!"

Chen He was very good at stirring up emotions, and screams came from other Fujian ships one after another. The Green Standard Army soldiers grabbed his braid and waved it excitedly.

Just like swinging a sledgehammer!

Thus, all the Eight Banners soldiers who controlled the Green Standard Army were killed, and a total of one hundred Fujian ships and nearly ten thousand Green Standard Army sailors surrendered.

Less than half an hour later, as all the ships swayed, a great deal of shouting from the soldiers could be heard.

"The water's rising! The boats can move now!"

Upon seeing this, Ma Sandao slapped his forehead, remembering what Xu Chuang had instructed him to do, and immediately gave the order!

"General Xu has ordered all small boats to return!"

"Gather everyone at Baguazhou!"

This time, not many people returned; each small boat carried only six people. The rest of the Han army stayed behind to control all the Dutch and Fujian ships.

When they reached the north side of Baguazhou, Ma Sandao laid his small boat sideways and then used his oars to attach it to other small boats, thus linking them together sideways.

Meanwhile, the Han army on land, under Xu Chuang's command, had already made preparations, using pre-prepared wooden planks to lay on the boats one by one, and then securing them with iron nails.

As the sun was about to set, a pontoon bridge spanned the river, and then ten Han cavalrymen, each leading their warhorses, walked on the six-meter-wide pontoon bridge.

If you look closely, you'll see that the warhorse's eyes have been covered with strips of cloth.

This was done because the warhorses were afraid of water and the unstable feeling of the pontoon bridge. If their eyes were not covered, they would jump into the water or even crash around in fright.

Late at night, the Han army continued to work overtime to lay pontoon bridges, and the entire bridge was completed by midnight.

The next morning, amidst a thick fog, the Han army began to slowly cross the river hand in hand. Unbeknownst to them, a path had already been trampled into the center of Baguazhou.

Zhou Hu, having been promoted to the rank of adjutant due to his military achievements, led a guard of more than 5,000 cavalry. The moment he landed, he ordered his army to disperse.

Zhou Hu, who was initially nervous, became deeply puzzled as he approached the gun emplacement and looked at the ten heavy cannons weighing over a thousand kilograms each.

"Where are the Qing soldiers?"

"What about the cannons?"

Zhou Peigong had also landed by this time. After touching the mud on the ground, his expression suddenly changed drastically.

"Quickly, all cavalrymen to Nanjing!"

"We absolutely cannot let a single Tartar escape!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Hu immediately mounted his horse.

"Brothers, come with me to Nanjing!"

Zhou Hu's more than 5,000 cavalrymen were all elites selected from the Green Standard Army and the rebel army, especially the rebel army, who were all as energetic as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

"Nanjing, Nanjing!"

As Zhou Hu set off first, a thousand cavalrymen followed each time a garrison came by. When the fog lifted and the sun shone brightly, all ten thousand regular garrison cavalrymen set off.

Philip, who was tied to the bow of the ship, was finally able to see the situation on the shore after the fog cleared. Seeing that the Han army was moving forward without any obstacles, he immediately understood everything. He turned red in the face and started cursing loudly in the direction of Nanjing.

"Damn it, I'm so stupid!"