The Eight Banners Army of Manchuria gathered many hedgehogs in Sarhu, Jiefan Village, Gule Village, and Hetuala to prevent the Datong Army from fighting out from Fushun Pass.
From here, troops are sent to Yehe City. The straight-line distance is 270 miles, and the whole journey requires climbing over mountains and ridges...
On the contrary, the Datong Army is closer. The Datong Cavalry Division stationed in Tieling is 120 miles northeast of Zhenyuan Fort.
In front of the third watch is Zhenbeiguan, which is dozens of miles away from Yehe City. The terrain is relatively flat along the way.
The Eight Banners Army in the direction of Saerhu did not dare to move away at all, so Daishan could only mobilize 8,000 "elites" from elsewhere to quell the rebellion.
It was enough for the Eighth Army to go on an expedition. After all, the Manchus had ruled the Yehe tribe for many years and firmly controlled the war horses there. In recent years, they had even used up the war horses. The young and strong men of the Yehe tribe who could fight were also organized into the Eight Banners.
The rest are all the family members of the bannermen, and even their weapons and armors are missing.
However, fighting is not just about equipment.
Man Dahai found Daishan worriedly: "Father, the Haixi soldiers in the Eight Banners Army, when they heard that Nanchu was revolting, they all fled back to their hometowns. They couldn't stop them, so they could only intercept and kill those who had fled. Those who wanted to escape
Those who haven't escaped can't be killed, as doing so indiscriminately will lead to a mutiny."
"How many escaped?" Daishan asked.
Man Dahai said: "The specific details are not yet known, but there are more than two thousand deserters from Haixi in half a month."
Daishan was silent.
The four tribes in Haixi have been at war with the Jurchens in Jianzhou for many years, and every household has a deep hatred. How can I still be willing to stay in Jianzhou after hearing that my tribe has been re-established?
Of course, the more important reason is that they knew that the Manchus would perish and did not want to stay and be buried with them.
Also, the treatment of Eight Banners soldiers has plummeted compared to before.
At the time of Nurhaci, the Eight Banners soldiers had no military pay, and the leaders of various ministries brought Niulu to rob. During the Huang Taiji period, the Eight Banners soldiers began to be regularized, and the central government tightened the military power of tribal leaders at the cost of paying soldiers. During the Dorgon period, the elite Eight Banners soldiers
His salary was as high as four taels of silver per month at his peak.
Nowadays, the silver salary has been reduced to one tael, the food and salary are often not enough to eat, and even the Jianzhou soldiers are generally dissatisfied.
"Da da da da!"
A fast horse entered the city and went straight to Daishan's palace.
Holding a sign announcing urgent military information, the knight traveled unimpeded. After seeing Dai Shan, he knelt down and said: "Your Highness the Regent, there were more than 400 soldiers in Gule Village, led by their generals, and they abandoned the village and went over the mountains to surrender.
The Nanmanzi of Fushun Pass!"
"I know." Daishan was exhausted both physically and mentally, so he waved his hand to send the man away.
These more than 400 Eight Banners soldiers all came from the Ula tribe, which also belonged to the Haixi Jurchens. They mainly lived in Heilongjiang, and the Mao Lian horses used by the Manchus in the war came from here. After the Ula tribe was destroyed, all the tribesmen were incorporated into the regular army.
White flags are mostly in the fourth and fifth posts of Zhengbai flag.
Dorgon was not dead, but was under house arrest. Many people thought he was dead.
Dorgon was the leader of the Zhengbai Banner, and all his troops were recruited by Dayu'er. Dayu'er was a good player in politics.
But the army is Daishan, and Mandahai and his son are in charge. The soldiers of Zhengbai Banner have always been disliked. The Jianzhou soldiers are okay, and the Haixi soldiers of Zhengbai Banner are simply the children of stepmothers.
The Manchus, who were forcibly merged together, were already full of internal conflicts, and now they have completely exploded.
Gule Village is between Sarhu and Hetuala. The soldiers of the Ula tribe stationed here could not go back to their hometown even if they wanted to. They simply took the officers and ran collectively to join the Datong Army.
"Father, we can't let this go on!" Mandahai said urgently.
Dai Shan said: "We must fight a winning battle. If we don't win the battle, the morale of the army will be unstable."
Mandahai said: "But where can we win the battle now? The Nanmanzi guard the Great Wall of Liao, which is only a hundred miles away from the capital (Hetuala). Once our army moves, the Nanmanzi will definitely take the opportunity to fight out, and by then even the capital city
It’s all gone!”
Daishan stopped talking again, because there was nothing he could do.
The Datong Army stationed in Liaoning has done nothing for the past year, and the Manchus themselves have begun to collapse. In addition to internal conflicts, the main problem is lack of food and money. They simply cannot support so many troops. If they are forced to maintain a large army, their wages will inevitably decrease.
Soldiers who do not receive enough food and pay will develop disloyalty.
Man Dahai thought for a while, then lowered his voice and said: "It is better to remove the title of emperor and bow down to the man in Nanjing."
Dai Shan suddenly opened his dim eyes. He wanted to rebuke angrily, but he said, "It's a good idea, but I'm afraid Emperor Zhao won't agree."
"How will you know if you don't try?" Man Dahai said.
The father and son really couldn't take it anymore. Not only did they forcefully support the army, but they also maintained a wartime confrontation. The Eight Banners soldiers who should have gone home to farm were forced to become professional soldiers, and tens of thousands of them were pressed on the front line.
Garrisoned in the walled city, the consumption of food and wages has almost exhausted the Qing Dynasty.
Sometimes, Dai Shan really wants to lead his troops to fight. Let God decide whether to lose or win. It is better than consuming food and grass every day.
Daishan sighed: "Wait a little longer, wait a little longer."
After waiting for half a month, Daishan received the news of the defeat on the front line.
The 8,000-strong army ordered to quell the rebellion of Yehe tribe, but more than 1,000 of them fled halfway.
Some of these deserters belong to Inner Mongolia, that is, Mongolians who could not survive on the grasslands and moved their entire family to seek refuge with the Manchus. Others are from the Wusu clan, whose hometown is not far east of Yehe City, so they took this opportunity to
Only a fool would go back to farm and go to Yehe City to fight.
The continuous phenomenon of desertion has caused the morale of the soldiers who have not yet escaped to become increasingly low.
What’s even more interesting is that the coach who went to the Yehe tribe to quell the rebellion was a Yehe tribesman who had never led an army in a war.
—Da Yuer’s confidant Leng Sengji.
This appointment involved a power struggle between Dayu'er's mother and son and Daishan's father and son.
Leng Sengji is indeed very loyal. Although he comes from the Ye He tribe, he vows to put an end to the chaos in the Ye He tribe. Unfortunately, the soldiers are disobedient. Not only are there more and more deserters, but those who have not escaped are also dragging their feet. At the end of the day
I can't walk a few miles.
"Isn't the Tatar march too slow? We have been waiting for more than ten days." Wang Fuchen, a lively Lu Bu, led the cavalry in the ravine and kept complaining.
"Da da da da!"
"Report from the scouting horse, the enemy is already more than ten miles away!"
Nan Chu, with only a few dozen Ye He tribe cavalry, followed Wang Fuchen and said, "General Wang, do we have enough people and horses?"
"Three strong cavalry are more than enough to kill the Tatars." Wang Fuchen sneered.
Soon Wang Fuchen stopped laughing. The enemy army marched two miles north. It was still early in the evening, but they actually stopped camping on the spot. They had to wait until at least tomorrow before they could enter his ambush circle.
Wang Fuchen complained: "These Tatar soldiers are going back more and more, and they are almost the same as the officers and soldiers of the Ming Dynasty. If they don't come, we will go over and attack the camp at night!"
Ten miles away, Leng Sengji urged the soldiers to set up camp and sent sentries to spread out the warning.
Although he had never led a soldier, he had served as a bodyguard for Huang Taiji for many years. He was also highly skilled in martial arts and skilled in bow and horse. When Zu Dashou surrendered to Huang Taiji, Huang Taiji held a special shooting event to celebrate. Leng Sengji was among the best.
I was given a camel.
The valley ahead was dangerous, and Leng Sengji did not dare to enter without authorization. He would wait until tomorrow to explore before marching.
Leng Sengji was very familiar with this mountainous area. He was not only a member of the Yehe tribe, but also a relative of leader Yehe.
He is within five servers of the rebellious Nan Chu.
At night, Leng Sengji slept with his clothes on, his sword, bow and arrow at hand.
There was a sudden noise, and Leng Sengji woke up, picked up his weapon and walked out. But it was the sentry he sent out,
When the horn was blown on the top of the mountain, it was obvious that enemy troops were coming to attack at night.
"Gather up and defend the camp!" Leng Sengji shouted.
The rumble of horse hoofbeats was heard, but after his whereabouts were revealed, Wang Fuchen no longer covered up and led the cavalry towards the Qing army camp at full speed.
The distance between the two armies is still quite far, there is still three or four miles. As long as the Eight Banners soldiers hold the camp calmly, they will not be easily defeated.
But the Eight Banners soldiers were really on their last legs. Most of their elite soldiers were dead, and they mainly stayed on the front line of Saarhu to defend against the Datong Army. Many of the few soldiers in Leng Sengji's hands belonged to the second-line troops, and because there were too many deserters, their morale dropped.
It's very serious.
The horn of gathering troops was blown, but the Eight Banners soldiers seemed not to hear it. At least half of them ran towards the mountainous area, while all the civilians transporting grain ran away.
The sound of horse hoofbeats was getting closer and closer, and Leng Sengji felt cold in his heart. He said to the soldiers who gathered one after another: "Manchu men, follow me and kill the enemy to serve the country. Kill!"
The Datong Cavalry avoided the place with the most torches, split into two and walked around the camp, and unexpectedly bumped into a deserter who had abandoned the camp.
After a killing spree, Wang Fuchen shouted: "The Tatars are prepared, don't attack the enemy camp by force. Blow the trumpet, blow the trumpet, and chase down the defeated troops outside the camp first!"
Leng Sengji gathered more than 3,000 troops around him. He wanted to rely on the camp to defend, but he was left alone. Wang Fuchen did not attack at all.
In the early morning, the sky is getting brighter.
Wang Fuchen came back with his cavalry and blocked the main entrance of the camp, confronting Leng Sengji across the simple wall of the camp.
Wang Fuchen threw Qian Lijing over and said to Nan Chu: "Come and see who the leader of the village is, and ask him to lead his troops to surrender quickly."
Nan Chu picked up the dry mirror, looked at it for a while, and said, "It's Leng Sengji. In terms of seniority, he should be considered my cousin."
"Go and try to persuade him to surrender," Wang Fuchen said.
Nan Chu came slightly closer to the camp and shouted at the top of his voice: "Leng Sengji, you are a member of the Yehe tribe in vain. You actually helped the Jianzhou Tatars and led troops to attack your own tribe. Hurry up...ah!"
But it was Leng Sengji who bent his bow and drew an arrow. From such a long distance, he shot an arrow into Nan Chu's shoulder.
Leng Sengji angrily said: "Your relatives and mine are all in Hetuala. Do you want to kill the whole family? Surrender quickly.
Come back with me to apologize!"
Wang Fuchen sneered and said, "Stubborn people, surround them and beat them slowly!"
Wang Fuchen was not in a hurry, but the Eight Banners soldiers were very panicked. There were only more than 3,000 people left at this time.
That night, Wang Fuchen did not attack the camp, but the Eight Banners soldiers fled on their own initiative. Moreover, more and more deserters were deserted, which led other soldiers to misjudge and thought that the Datong Army was coming again.
"Run quickly!"
The Eight Banners Army actually blew up the camp by themselves, and they were all frightened.
Wang Fuchen looked at the chaotic enemy camp and was a little confused: "We haven't fought for more than a year, and the Tatar soldiers are so bad? Damn it, let me kill the enemy!"
The result of this battle left Daishan completely disheartened.
Over in Nanjing, Zhao Han received a secret report: Daishan requested that he depose himself as the pseudo-Qing emperor, and Manchuria professed its vassalage to the Datong court.
As long as Emperor Zhao agrees, Daishan is responsible for convincing Dayu'er and Shunzhi.
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