Chapter one hundred and fifty-two for the emperor to remove the traitor
War has always been full of iron and blood, screams and lamentations...There are no handsome men and beautiful women, and there is no invincibility.☆→The fight on the battlefield, life for life, I am invincible, it is a heroic epic, and it is also a bloody battle. Long cry.
The war with the Tartars has been going on for more than fifty years, and half a century of war has been too long. For Zhu Yongxing, he urgently hopes to end this internal counter-insurgency as soon as possible so that he can focus on domestic construction and external expansion. .
Although he has repeatedly emphasized the need to win with stability, Zhu Yongxing is worried that his emotions will affect the generals and make risky and impatient mistakes, resulting in unexpected losses. However, if there is an opportunity for quick victory, including conspiracy, he will seize it. , strive for an early end to this war that he is tired of.
The Jiannu, or Jianbu, were in decline after experiencing several major defeats. Especially the near-annihilation of the Gaizhou Group had greatly damaged its strength, and it was inevitable that it would have to withdraw from Shenyang in disgrace and continue north. Retreat and retreat to Jianzhou. It is not surprising at all that under the turmoil, people's hearts are scattered and they are looking for a possible way out based on their own little calculations.
It was the Han people who surrendered like a tide, and it was still the Han people who repeated the situation when the situation was not good. Although Zhu Yongxing despised it and felt sad about it, he still needed to use what should be used. Even if it could save some Ming army soldiers from being killed or injured, he believed that It's worth it.
There is no morality in the fight between the enemy and ourselves. If we really want to be fair and aboveboard, it would be foolish. Assassins can change the course of war or history. This is clearly proven. And civil strife will be the last straw for the destruction of the Tartars. It can also be expected.
This action, which can speed up the war process, was planned by the Ministry of National Security and led by lurkers who developed it as early as the establishment of an intelligence station in Beijing. As the Manchus retreated outside the customs, these lurkers also arrived. Nowadays, the situation in Liaodong has changed drastically. The successive defeats have made many Manchu and Han officials dissatisfied with Obai's autocratic power. These people thought it was a good opportunity to kill Obai and provoke his party members and royal family to fight against the frustrated and dissatisfied bureaucrats. The tiny Tartars may fall apart in this civil strife.
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Liaodong was victorious, and a fierce battle near Anshan destroyed the main force of the Jiannu in Gaizhou. In the subsequent pursuit battle, thousands of hussars once again showed their power, using wall-style tactics to kill the fleeing Jiannu, leaving corpses scattered all over the field. Mei'e Zhangjing Ajigen and Zhangjing Shi Xinzhu were all killed in the wilderness. Only Zhuo Butai was able to escape under the desperate protection of his personal guards, with less than a hundred people around him.
At this point, no organized rebels could stop the Ming army from advancing towards Shenyang. After the great victory, the Ming army divided its forces and cooperated according to the plan of the General Staff. The Dangshuo army was stationed in Anshan and Liaoyang, and sent a division to Liaozhong County was guarded to ensure that the northward marching army had a safe route; the Northeast Military Region rested for three days. After replenishing food, ammunition and ammunition, nearly 100,000 troops marched together and pushed towards Shenyang; the new independent division, reinforced by some cavalry, diverted Attack and advance towards Dongningwei (now Benxi).
If a lion fights a rabbit, we must try our best. According to the current strength of the Jiannu army, they are only 40,000 pieces together. Even if the whole clan is mobilized, they cannot withstand the Ming army that is pressing forward with great momentum.
In fact, after Jiannu learned about the defeat of Jinzhou, he had already made the decision to retreat and began to transport non-combatants to Jianzhou. He just had to wait for the Gaizhou troops. Obai left behind his sons Dafu and Part of the army was in Shenyang. He took the remnant troops of Jueluo'erha who had retreated from Jinzhou and fled all the way back, and escorted the royal family, princes and ministers to Fushun and retreated to Jianzhou.
The future is bleak! Oboi was riding on the horse. His face was expressionless. Although he was old, he was very majestic, but he couldn't help but lament in his heart.
If Jiangnan is not protected, the Central Plains is not protected, and Liaodong is not protected, then Jianzhou will be safe and sound? Can relying on the climate and environment, as well as lengthening the Ming Army's supply line, be able to prevent the Ming Army from continuing to attack? Even if it can
I'm afraid the effect is only temporary and short-term.
The Ming army, as well as the Ming Emperor and the Ming court behind them, all showed such ruthlessness. They would not give up until they achieved their goals. Especially the Ming Emperor, Obai was even more puzzled and frightened. He couldn't understand it.
How did Emperor Ming unite the scattered anti-Qing armed forces? He couldn't understand how Emperor Ming made the army's equipment sharper; he even couldn't understand how Emperor Ming was so good at raising money to support the army...
Is it true that the Han people say that a saint will be born every five hundred years? But to say otherwise, Obai could not explain clearly what Emperor Ming did, as if he could predict the future. He also knew how Wu Sangui was frightened by the prophecy and did not dare to enter.
Dian, lost his fighting spirit.
Without Emperor Zhaowu, the Manchus would have swept the world and secured their position, right? Obai secretly thought this more than once. Although Yongli was the hope of the Han people, he would never be an opponent worthy of respect; although Li Dingguo
He is a famous general, but he does not have such great political appeal, and it is difficult for him to hold up the sky on his own.
Time and luck! Oboi couldn't think clearly and couldn't understand, so he could only attribute all these to the vague will of God. As for the future, he could only take one step at a time and leave it to fate.
The warm breeze was blowing slightly, and it was supposed to be a wonderful time when the flowers were blooming and the grass was green, but Ao Bai felt hot and bothered, and his face became more and more gloomy.
Along the way, we often see Manchus and Han people moving towards Jianzhou. There are officials and civilians, there are mules, carriages, and wheelbarrows. It is another family relocation with an uncertain future. People's faces are full of confusion and sadness.
anxiety.
Things were being moved less and less, and even the crops for spring plowing had to be left to the Ming army! Not far ahead, Obai saw another group of people resting on the roadside, or perhaps avoiding the large group of vehicles. This was not a big deal at this time.
The emperor went on patrol, burned incense and knelt down, but instead fled in panic. Although these people also showed humility, they were no longer the same. Even the guards driving the carriage were not in the mood to yell or scold.
The car drove slowly, and Obai did not take these people seriously, but just glanced at them lightly. Whether they were Manchus or Han people, after retreating to Jianzhou, manpower was precious. In addition to resisting the possible continued attack of the Ming army,
, we still have to cultivate and produce, and there are too few people to be busy at all.
Just as Ao Bai passed in front of this group of people, someone suddenly stood up and shouted loudly: "Ao Zhongtang, Lord Zhongtang, I am the son of Asiha. Do you still remember my father Asiha?"
Asha? Obai paused for a moment and then remembered that Baya La was once his subordinate. He fought very bravely but was disabled and retired. He has not been in contact with him for many years.
"Let him come over." Obai was old and his situation was so bleak, so naturally he felt nostalgic.
The man who claimed to be Asiha's son picked up a dead deer from the ground, stepped past the guards, came to Ao Bai, saluted politely, and said eloquently: "My father often talks about fighting and fighting with Ao Zhongtang, slave.
I admire him very much. I was lucky enough to hunt this guy today and present it to the central hall."
"You are interested." Obai gave a rare smile and asked casually: "Where is your father, is he okay?"
"If we go back to the central hall, my father is okay..." As he spoke, the man bent down and seemed to be placing the dead deer, but secretly inserted his hand into the belly of the dead deer with a hidden hole, and then jerked... Pull, two smoking grenades tied together appeared in his hand, he turned around and rushed towards Obai, hugged Obai's arm tightly, and shouted in a hissing voice: "Obai deceived the monarch. There is a great traitor and evil, and now I will eliminate it for my emperor. Long live, long live, ten thousand..."
This series of actions lasted only a few seconds. Obai was taken aback and struggled wildly to get away. The guards were also caught off guard. They shouted and drew their swords and surrounded...
Boom, boom! Two loud explosions exploded almost at the same time. Smoke rose, flesh and blood flew, and screams and screams were heard.
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