Chapter 272: Take advantage of his illness and kill him!
"Director Hong, Sangui is willing to be the vanguard of the army and serve as the guide for the governor!"
In the large tent of the Central Army in the camp of Governor Ji Liao of Songshan Fort, Wu Sangui, the commander-in-chief of the Ningyuan regiment, stood up, clasped his fists and begged for orders.
After just a round of mobilization, all the generals immediately stood up and asked for orders under Wu Sangui's example, especially Chen Jiugao, the commander of the Shenji Battalion's front camp, who was the most active.
According to the deployment of the previous military meeting, their Shenji Battalion did not need to cross the river. They were only responsible for establishing an artillery camp position on the south bank of the Nuerhe River and bombarding the Qing army's defense line on the other side of the river.
In this way, the Qing army on the other side could not pose a threat to the soldiers of the Shenji Battalion. Although the Han army also had more than thirty red cannons, the Nerv River bank was so long that it was difficult to control the accuracy of the bombardment across the river.
Even if an artillery piece occasionally flies into one's own artillery array, the damage will be limited. As long as there is no threat from the Tatars and cavalry, the Shenji Battalion's gunners are still very elite.
Chen Jiugao, who was becoming more and more courageous, became even more heroic. He stood up and said to everyone: "'Kill him while he is sick!' We will remember what Zhang Zhenshuai of Xuanfu said to me,
Now that I think about it, it makes so much sense!"
He continued with excitement: "No matter why Mrs. Hong left Jinzhou, we will take advantage of his absence and use the courage gained from our new victory in Changling Mountain to cross the Nuerhe River with all our strength, and approach the gates of Jinzhou City, with
The ancestral commanders in the city worked together to attack the slave thieves.
So, wouldn’t it be wonderful!”
Everyone snickered when they saw that Chen Jiugao, who was usually carefree, actually learned to speak in a formal manner, but it was very nondescript.
But the straightforward words of "Kill him while he is sick!" resonated with everyone, and the successive victories had gradually weakened their previous fear of the Tatars.
At this moment, following the great victories at Huangtu Ridge and Shimen Mountain, there was the even more glorious victory at Changling Mountain, and the slave king Duduo was killed. Now the slave chief Huang Taiji hastily returned to Shenyang City.
From their point of view, it seemed that the Tatars had become weak and were far less ferocious and ruthless than before. This made the morale of the Ming army unprecedentedly high.
Finally, the governor of Jiliao, Hong Chengchou, and his generals worked out the details of the attack on Nuerhe River one by one. In addition to the order of the attacks, there were also key points and the types of troops to attack.
Of course, what is finalized here is only the plan. At that time, a series of adjustments will be made based on changes in the battlefield situation. Perhaps the first attack will become the last one, and the only thing that remains unchanged may be the Shenji Battalion.
After everything was agreed upon, Hong Chengchou, the governor of Jiliao, asked Wang Chengen to say a few words to boost morale. After all, his status represented the current emperor.
Wang Chengen did not refuse. With a smile on his face and a very kind tone, he said to everyone: "When our family left Beijing, the emperor once said something to our family, asking us to remember the soldiers who served in front of the battle.
Come down.
No matter who is serving the Emperor loyally, serving his life in battle, even if he only makes a small contribution, the Emperor will not hesitate to reward him."
He went on to say: "For example, Zhang Cheng of Xuanfu, in just a few years, he was promoted from a small general to the commander-in-chief of a town in Xuanfu, and was even awarded the title of General Zhenshuo.
I hope that all the local officials, generals and generals here today can take him as an example, be loyal to the king, and bravely kill slaves. Our family is watching. As long as you are truly loyal to the emperor, our family will
Record it truthfully and report it to the Emperor."
Naturally, Wang Cheng'en couldn't say much for Zhang Cheng here. After all, although he knew a little bit about military strategy and deployment, he felt inferior to Hong Chengchou.
However, for such a big war, Wang Chengen could not understand that no Xuanfu soldiers and horses were arranged to participate in the battle. Although Hong Chengchou had previously told him privately that the Xuanfu soldiers and horses had been fighting continuously and needed to restore their physical strength and morale for the final battle.
Be prepared for the decisive battle.
But he still couldn't understand it, so he took advantage of today's military meeting to encourage the generals to be brave and mentioned Zhang Cheng again to show his dissatisfaction with Hong Chengchou's arrangement.
However, at this moment, Wang Chengen suddenly changed the subject and continued: "But..."
His face turned gloomy immediately, his eyes narrowed into a thin line, he raised his already very high-pitched voice, and continued to speak to the crowd: "If anyone is fishing in troubled waters here and is unwilling to do his best, but only
Let our family know, and we will surely enjoy your good fruits!"
Wang Chengen's sinister eyes, coupled with the cold tone at this moment, made all the officials and generals in the tent tremble, and even the sitting postures of the vulgar generals straightened up instantly.
Finally, Hong Chengchou announced in public that three days later in the early morning, he would launch a battle across the river, trying to cross the north bank of the Nuerhe River in one fell swoop, and the army would march straight to the gates of Jinzhou City.
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"What?"
Prince Dorgon of the Qing Dynasty had a look of disbelief on his face and asked eagerly: "You said the emperor was attacked?"
Kneeling below was Niu Luzhangjing with a white flag. His face was full of panic and he hurriedly replied: "In reply to the prince's words, it was Abataibele who told the servant personally that the emperor was attacked more than ten miles west of Dalinghe Fort.
, now all the Zhenglan Banners have been dispatched to search for the Confederate Sentinel Cavalry."
Dorgon had an uncertain look on his face, and he asked very mysteriously: "Where is the emperor now? Has he been injured?"
Niulu Zhangjing replied hastily: "According to Abataibele, the emperor is currently resting in the Daling River. He does not seem to be injured, but..."
"Just what?"
"I was just disturbed, and the epistaxis occurred again."
"oh."
A cunning look flashed between Dorgon's brows, and he ordered: "Don't go back to Abatai for the time being, and retreat first to rest."
After Niulu Zhangjing retreated, Dorgon's mood became as turbulent as the sea and could not calm down for a long time.
He paced back and forth repeatedly in the military tent, but his mind became more and more confused. Finally, he put on a mink fur cloak and came outside the military tent.
Several Gesheha followed him and came to a hill. Looking up at the lights of the Ming army on Rufeng Mountain in the distance, they felt a sense of inexplicable excitement in their hearts.
Even he himself didn't know exactly what caused the excitement.
Huang Taiji, I don’t know how long he can live. In Dorgon’s opinion, he may not die soon, but he may also live for a long time, but at least Dorgon can see a glimmer of hope.
In fact, he had carefully served Huang Taiji over the years, wasn't it just for this day?
He couldn't help but think of the scene when the old Han King passed away, and the scene of the four great Belles coming to force him to die was still vivid in his mind. It was Huang Taiji who forced his mother to death, and of course the old fox Daishan.
At that time, although my three brothers controlled Houjin's most powerful two-banner troops, they were defeated by their youth and did not dare to resist under the pressure of the four Baylors.
Today, I am no longer the fifteen-year-old kid I was back then, but Prince Rui of the Qing Dynasty, who legitimately holds the Zhengbai Banner among the Eight Banners of Manchuria.
Moreover, his brother Azig also had a white flag at this time. Even though he had many differences with him, he still
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"Director Hong, Sangui is willing to be the vanguard of the army and serve as the guide for the governor!"
In the large tent of the Central Army in the camp of Governor Ji Liao of Songshan Fort, Wu Sangui, the commander-in-chief of the Ningyuan regiment, stood up, clasped his fists and begged for orders.
After just a round of mobilization, all the generals immediately stood up and asked for orders under Wu Sangui's example, especially Chen Jiugao, the commander of the Shenji Battalion's front camp, who was the most active.
According to the deployment of the previous military meeting, their Shenji Battalion did not need to cross the river. They were only responsible for establishing an artillery camp position on the south bank of the Nuerhe River and bombarding the Qing army's defense line on the other side of the river.
In this way, the Qing army on the other side could not pose a threat to the soldiers of the Shenji Battalion. Although the Han army also had more than thirty red cannons, the Nerv River bank was so long that it was difficult to control the accuracy of the bombardment across the river.
Even if an artillery piece occasionally flies into one's own artillery array, the damage will be limited. As long as there is no threat from the Tatars and cavalry, the Shenji Battalion's gunners are still very elite.
Chen Jiugao, who was becoming more and more courageous, became even more heroic. He stood up and said to everyone: "'Kill him while he is sick!' We will remember what Zhang Zhenshuai of Xuanfu said to me,
Now that I think about it, it makes so much sense!"
He continued with excitement: "No matter why Mrs. Hong left Jinzhou, we will take advantage of his absence and use the courage gained from our new victory in Changling Mountain to cross the Nuerhe River with all our strength, and approach the gates of Jinzhou City, with
The ancestral commanders in the city worked together to attack the slave thieves.
So, wouldn’t it be wonderful!”
Everyone snickered when they saw that Chen Jiugao, who was usually carefree, actually learned to speak in a formal manner, but it was very nondescript.
But the straightforward words of "Kill him while he is sick!" resonated with everyone, and the successive victories had gradually weakened their previous fear of the Tatars.
At this moment, following the great victories at Huangtu Ridge and Shimen Mountain, there was the even more glorious victory at Changling Mountain, and the slave king Duduo was killed. Now the slave chief Huang Taiji hastily returned to Shenyang City.
From their point of view, it seemed that the Tatars had become weak and were far less ferocious and ruthless than before. This made the morale of the Ming army unprecedentedly high.
Finally, the governor of Jiliao, Hong Chengchou, and his generals worked out the details of the attack on Nuerhe River one by one. In addition to the order of the attacks, there were also key points and the types of troops to attack.
Of course, what is finalized here is only the plan. At that time, a series of adjustments will be made based on changes in the battlefield situation. Perhaps the first attack will become the last one, and the only thing that remains unchanged may be the Shenji Battalion.
After everything was agreed upon, Hong Chengchou, the governor of Jiliao, asked Wang Chengen to say a few words to boost morale. After all, his status represented the current emperor.
Wang Chengen did not refuse. With a smile on his face and a very kind tone, he said to everyone: "When our family left Beijing, the emperor once said something to our family, asking us to remember the soldiers who served in front of the battle.
Come down.
No matter who is serving the Emperor loyally, serving his life in battle, even if he only makes a small contribution, the Emperor will not hesitate to reward him."
He went on to say: "For example, Zhang Cheng of Xuanfu, in just a few years, he was promoted from a small general to the commander-in-chief of a town in Xuanfu, and was even awarded the title of General Zhenshuo.
I hope that all the local officials, generals and generals here today can take him as an example, be loyal to the king, and bravely kill slaves. Our family is watching. As long as you are truly loyal to the emperor, our family will
Record it truthfully and report it to the Emperor."
Naturally, Wang Cheng'en couldn't say much for Zhang Cheng here. After all, although he knew a little bit about military strategy and deployment, he felt inferior to Hong Chengchou.
However, for such a big war, Wang Chengen could not understand that no Xuanfu soldiers and horses were arranged to participate in the battle. Although Hong Chengchou had previously told him privately that the Xuanfu soldiers and horses had been fighting continuously and needed to restore their physical strength and morale for the final battle.
Be prepared for the decisive battle.
But he still couldn't understand it, so he took advantage of today's military meeting to encourage the generals to be brave and mentioned Zhang Cheng again to show his dissatisfaction with Hong Chengchou's arrangement.
However, at this moment, Wang Chengen suddenly changed the subject and continued: "But..."
His face turned gloomy immediately, his eyes narrowed into a thin line, he raised his already very high-pitched voice, and continued to speak to the crowd: "If anyone is fishing in troubled waters here and is unwilling to do his best, but only
Let our family know, and we will surely enjoy your good fruits!"
Wang Chengen's sinister eyes, coupled with the cold tone at this moment, made all the officials and generals in the tent tremble, and even the sitting postures of the vulgar generals straightened up instantly.
Finally, Hong Chengchou announced in public that three days later in the early morning, he would launch a battle across the river, trying to cross the north bank of the Nuerhe River in one fell swoop, and the army would march straight to the gates of Jinzhou City.
…………
"What?"
Prince Dorgon of the Qing Dynasty had a look of disbelief on his face and asked eagerly: "You said the emperor was attacked?"
Kneeling below was Niu Luzhangjing with a white flag. His face was full of panic and he hurriedly replied: "In reply to the prince's words, it was Abataibele who told the servant personally that the emperor was attacked more than ten miles west of Dalinghe Fort.
, now all the Zhenglan Banners have been dispatched to search for the Confederate Sentinel Cavalry."
Dorgon had an uncertain look on his face, and he asked very mysteriously: "Where is the emperor now? Has he been injured?"
Niulu Zhangjing replied hastily: "According to Abataibele, the emperor is currently resting in the Daling River. He does not seem to be injured, but..."
"Just what?"
"I was just disturbed, and the epistaxis occurred again."
"oh."
A cunning look flashed between Dorgon's brows, and he ordered: "Don't go back to Abatai for the time being, and retreat first to rest."
After Niulu Zhangjing retreated, Dorgon's mood became as turbulent as the sea and could not calm down for a long time.
He paced back and forth repeatedly in the military tent, but his mind became more and more confused. Finally, he put on a mink fur cloak and came outside the military tent.
Several Gesheha followed him and came to a hill. Looking up at the lights of the Ming army on Rufeng Mountain in the distance, they felt a sense of inexplicable excitement in their hearts.
Even he himself didn't know exactly what caused the excitement.
Huang Taiji, I don’t know how long he can live. In Dorgon’s opinion, he may not die soon, but he may also live for a long time, but at least Dorgon can see a glimmer of hope.
In fact, he had carefully served Huang Taiji over the years, wasn't it just for this day?