Chapter 533: You travel to the west and attack me in Liaodong
On May 19, 1791, as the ice in the Nen River receded, the Nen River-Songhua River waterway, which had been interrupted for several months, was finally opened to navigation.
Speaking of which, two years ago, although Zhao Xin feinted a shot and captured Dashou Ula, his purpose was to attract the defenders of Jilin City and create an opportunity for the Eastern Front troops to seize Hunchun.
You must know that the city of Dashiwula is only 70 miles away from Wula, Jilin, and it is stuck in the Songhua River waterway. Fukang'an has to take it back no matter what. For the Beihai Navy, if they really want to occupy Dashiwula and not leave, it will take three days.
We had to fight the Qing army at both ends. This place was far away from Ninggu Pagoda and Hunchun, and was surrounded by the Qing army on three sides. There was no point in staying. So after the Hunchun battle, the Beihai Navy quickly withdrew from Daxiuula.
"...Songhua River, the water is clear, the vast waves are rushing, and the clouds are clear and clear~~"
At dusk, with the melodious singing of the boatmen, a flat-bottomed cargo ship coming from the Songhua River docked at the ferry dock south of Dashouula City. After the ship stopped and set up the gangplank, several passengers on board the ship surrendered to the boss of the ship.
Say goodbye and get off the boat.
After Wulong, a fifteen-year-old Ewenki man, got off the boat, he looked around curiously. He came here on orders from the Northern Navy Staff Headquarters to deliver something to the intelligence station in Jilin City.
In the 53rd year of Qianlong's reign, when the Northern Navy attacked Aihui City, Oolong, who met Zhao Xin by chance, was determined to follow him as a soldier. But he was too young at that time, and Amma had just been saved from death by Wu Xianning because of a gunshot wound.
After being rescued, Zhao Xin used this as an excuse to ask him to spend time with his father first and wait until he recovered from his injuries.
The problem is that Zhao Xin's elusive traces can't even be followed by Chen Jishan, let alone Oolong. A few months later, seeing that Ama's injury was almost healed, Oolong began to grind Guo Dalu, who was in charge of Heilongjiang City, every day.
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After going back and forth, Guo Dalu was almost driven crazy by this kid, and finally told the truth. He told Wulong that there were no slaves under Beihai Town, so there was no Goshiha. Besides, you are only twelve years old, and you can't be a guard at all. If
If you want to be a soldier, go to the Junior Military Academy.
So Xiao Wulong first studied in a school in Heilongjiang City for a year, and then went to the Youth Military Academy in Beihai Town with the recommendation letters written by Guo Dalu and Sheng Haizhou. The reason why he was admitted under special circumstances was because this boy knew both
He also understands Manchu and Mongolian, and can also speak Chinese. Such language talents are really rare in the youth military academy, which is mainly composed of Han people and naturalized islanders.
In the first half of last year, Wang Changsheng, who had withdrawn from northern Jiangsu, received a new order from Zhao Xin to establish the Northern Navy Intelligence Bureau, which was subordinate to the Northern Navy Staff Department. During the process of selecting people, Wang Changsheng accidentally heard that there was a man from the Junior Military Academy
After meeting this boy who spoke Mandarin and Mongolian very fluently, he found that he was quite clever, so Oolong became the first batch of employees of the Intelligence Bureau.
One of the first tasks of the Intelligence Bureau after its establishment was to dispatch intelligence officers to Wula City in Jilin, where the Qing army was entrenched, and set up a station. According to the system established by Zhao Xin, the code book for telegraph communications must be changed every three months.
Although there is no need to worry about eavesdropping these days, in intelligence work, you should be afraid of anything less than ten thousand; if a telegraph operator secretly surrenders to the enemy, most of Beihai Town's secrets will be exposed to the Qing Dynasty.
As luck would have it, the Hezhen traffic officer who was responsible for delivering code books to Jilin City on a regular basis contracted acute appendicitis and was hospitalized for surgery, so the task fell on Wulong. The fifteen-year-old Wulong was not tall, with broad shoulders and a round face.
He has squinted eyes, high cheekbones, a flat nose bridge, and flared nose wings. He looks very much like a Mongolian in both the look of his eyebrows and his skin color.
In order not to be discovered by others, Wulong first took a detour from Heilongjiang City to Morgan, and then found a cargo ship to go south. Because he was carrying a document of appointment as "General Commander" of the Qing Dynasty's Ministry of War that had been carefully forged by the Intelligence Bureau, Wulong got off the ship.
So he went to stay at the "Jinzhuefuluo Bing Post" south of Dashou Ula. It was sixty-five miles away from Jilin City, and he could get a horse from the post with a document.
Since Jilin Ula currently belongs to the front line confronting Beihai Town, in order to strengthen the connection with Bertune, Alchuka and Qiqihar, there is a constant flow of military documents and materials from south to north, transporting food, wages, arms and all kinds of
There was a constant stream of miscellaneous military supplies and escorting officers and soldiers.
Jilin City's north and south post roads have an average of 50 miles per stop. In each military post, there is always a fire in the kitchen day or night; as long as there are fire signs and documents, sorghum, rice, steamed buns, steamed buns, stew and meat are all provided.
Oolong was burdened with a heavy responsibility, and after moving into the inn, he did not dare to talk to these people. After the boat passed the Bayanniforo gate with a wicker wall, he saw the endless water and land camps on the east bank of the Songhua River.
The Xiaoqi camp faces each other, and the sun is blocking the view. Not to mention that to the east of these camps, trenches and fortress systems with a width of several miles have been dug. Rao has seen the military might of the Northern Navy.
, seeing such a formation of the Manchu and Qing Dynasties, I couldn't help but secretly smack my tongue, thinking that it was really a waste of time, a cannon blast, and everyone was fooled!
After dinner, it was already dark. Wulong was lying in the small guest house and was about to put on a quilt and sleep. Suddenly he heard noisy footsteps outside, as if a large group of people had entered the military post, and the light and shadow of torches covered the paper.
The glazed windows were brightly illuminated. He jumped to the ground and just as he was approaching the crack of the door to check, he heard someone outside start yelling harshly:
"Everyone squat down, squat down! I'm going to hit you with the back of my knife, you thief nigga, and you will be honest?"
"That guy in the leather hat, squat over there! Lift your hands for me! Kneel down? Kneel down too!"
"Ni!" Another person yelled: "What kind of place is this? You dare to pee even if you take off your pants, and Ni De's balls hurt?!"
Wulong, who was standing behind the door, heard a slap in the face, and then there was a cry of defense and begging: "Please give me some food... I am sick... I really can't walk..."
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"You thief!" He scolded in the same rough voice just now: "You are a seller of medicinal materials. If your illness is not cured and you come to flirt with the Beihai pirates, you are not getting along with your mother's court! You lied to me in Ribai. I will blame you.
Slap, you'll starve to death!"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "That's about it!" A person who seemed to be the leader shouted loudly, and said to the person with a rough voice, "These guys will be sent to Jilin City tomorrow.
, I don’t know if you can live or not! You’re almost done with your anger. Save some energy and go tell the leader here to get some food first. We’ll just stay one night and head into the city tomorrow.
I have an errand, and after finishing my work, I can still go for a walk in the city, right?"
Wulong returned to the kang, groped in the dark and put on his boots, coat, and hat. Then he opened the door, and saw a dozen black figures squatting on the ground dejectedly, holding their hands high, a dozen steps away from the door.
Both hands, but from time to time someone put down their hands to scratch and rub their buttocks. Oolong suppressed a smile in his heart, thinking that the Qing army and the Beihai navy had not learned how to do it, but they had learned a lot about raising their hands to surrender.
He saw a postman passing by carrying a bucket of water, so he stopped him, pointed at the dark figure and asked in Manchu: "What's going on?"
"Speak to me!" After hearing this, the postman quickly put down the bucket. He must have been busy for a long time and just took a break. "These people are medicinal material merchants and fur goods merchants from Shanxi, and they are all in the hands of the Bei Navy.
Those who come from ginseng and mink skin have committed the crime of "communicating with bandits and possessing traitors" and are regarded as spies. According to the law, if caught, they should be executed on the spot in the military camp. Marshal Fu is merciful and must be taken to the camp for trial first.
Jian makes a decision, and then all of them use a hundred sticks to travel three thousand miles."
After hearing this, Oolong said "Yeah" and walked towards the squatting person, pretending to be surprised. But because the sky was too dark and the light and shadow were swaying, he could only see a rough outline of them. There were ten people in total.
They were tied up in a bunch around their waists. There was only one older one, who looked to be in his fifties, and the rest looked like they were in their thirties, muttering obscenely.
Some of them could understand Manchu. Just after they heard what Yi Ding said to Wu Long, they started to cry and muttered that they were not spies. The people next to them whispered to persuade
Whatever he said was in vain, he just offended the Shaanxi soldiers and might have to be beaten again.
At this time, the Shaanxi soldier leader who was escorting these prisoners came out of the kitchen. When he saw someone approaching the prisoner, he came over with a lantern. Under the shadow of the lamp, he was wearing a plain gold hat and was wearing a seventh-grade uniform. He was clearly a general.
He was so panicked that Qian'er hit him, and said with a smile: "It's the boss, you are so lucky! The little man is so happy."
With a roll of his eyes, an idea came to him, so he pointed at the group of people on the ground and asked in a jerky Mandarin: "What do they do?"
"Mr. sir! What you said as an old official is so good! These are all spies, doing business with the North Sea pirates. The villain is from the Ehemao sentry post. I will send them to the city for custody tomorrow."
"Business?" He pretended to be confused and said, "I, Horqin, am from the left wing. What kind of business can the rebels do?"
"Ouch! Sir," Ma Sixi quickly stood up and came over and whispered: "The North Sea Pirates have a lot of good things! Not to mention ginseng, mink skin, glass bottles of shochu and other good things that ordinary people can't see.
There are many kinds of cigarettes, but the tobacco leaves sold in the tobacco and hemp shops in Jilin City are better for smoking. You always want to go to Jilin City, right?"
Wulong nodded and said: "Go to the imperial envoy's headquarters to report. After meeting with the commander, assign errands to me."
When Ma Sixi heard this, she was all smiles: "That's right, hey, the boss is really extraordinary, and he can even meet the commander. Maybe if he meets the commander, a knight riding school can't run away."
Wulong laughed, reached into his arms, took out a piece of broken silver weighing two cents, threw it into Ma Sixi's hand and said, "You speak nicely! I reward you for that."
Ma Si was overjoyed, his eyes were rolling around in the darkness, and then he asked in a flattering manner: "Have you ever been to Jilin City?"
Oolong shook his head, and the corporal said: "The boss went to report to the big account, and the assigned missions will not come for ten days. Why don't you let me take you around Jilin City? There are delicious and fun places on Henan Street.
There are so many!”
"Okay!" Oolong patted the other party's shoulder. When Ma Sixi saw that the other party was not taller than herself, he quickly bent down so that the other party could reach him.
"Everything is fine, I will escort these people into the city with you tomorrow."
Ma Sixi was thinking about this in her mind, fearing that this generous general manager would never be found again when he entered the city. If he didn't take advantage of this moment to earn some money by flattering him, he would divide the errands when they saw Marshal Fu.
Then don't even think about it.
Wulong and Ma Sixi plotted against each other, while Fukang'an, who was in Wula City, Jilin, convened a military meeting in the flower hall next to the general's office.
A huge wooden sand table was placed in the middle of the flower hall, and Fukang'an and four or five generals were pointing in the direction of the Khalkha Mongolia above.
"Tell me, when do you think Zhao Ni will take action?"
"Commander, I think it will only be possible after June."
The person who spoke was the second-class Duke, Huilun, the commander of the Xianglan Banner Guards. This man was also from the Fucha family. His second-class Duke was the title of Xi's uncle Mingrui, and his biological father was Mingrui's younger brother, First-Class Duke Kuilin.
.In terms of seniority, Mingrui is Fu Heng's nephew, and Huilun has to call Fu Kang'an uncle.
"What's the reason?"
"I heard from the Mongolians from Khalkha that there was a spring flood in the Orkun River (Selenge River) in May and June, and the water in various tributaries such as the Ison River, the Hara River, and the Tonkela River surged. That means Zhao Ni's men and horses
With three heads and six arms, you can’t go against God, right?”
"Well, that's a reason. However, there are endless weird instruments in Zhao Ni's hands. I'm afraid the river water can't stop him." Fukang'an thought for a moment and suddenly asked: "What's the situation over there in Namuwoji?"
The Namuwoji he mentioned is Laoye Ridge. Currently, the Northern Navy and the Qing Army use this place as the dividing line, each occupying both sides of the mountain.
Huilun said: "There is no movement, and there is nothing abnormal at the Lafa River."
Fukang'an stared at Mutu for a while, as if he had made up his mind, and then ordered: "Send an order to Na Qitai and ask him to send a thousand people from Xunzhen City to cross the Gahali River to test the reality of Hunchun.
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"嗻!"
At this time, An Lu, First Class Marquis, First Class Bodyguard, and Deputy Commander of the Northern Route Army, said: "Commander, do you want the civil and military personnel to come together? Why don't you let me lead the troops and go around the Namuruga River in the north?
, give them a hard blow!"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Speaking of which, this man had an sworn hatred with the North Navy. His father's name was Doral Hailancha, and after his death he was given the posthumous title of First Class Super Brave.
Hou Hailancha has been fighting in the field for many years. For a son like An Lu, An Lu's fate was quite unlucky in the history of another time and space. In the fourth year of Jiaqing, during the process of conquering the White Lotus cult bandits, he went deep alone.
Entering the dense forest, he was finally killed by several bandits with spears.
Hearing this, Fukang'an shook his head and smiled bitterly: "If you do this, the fake beating will become a real beating. This is not what the emperor meant."
This morning, Qianlong's six-hundred-mile expedited order arrived in Jilin City. Only then did Fukang'an know that the Northern Navy was going to send troops to Khalkha Mongolia. Qianlong ordered him to immediately negotiate with the Northern Navy. No matter what means he used, he must prevent the other party from sending troops.
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The military meeting has been going on from the afternoon until now. Except for taking a break for half an hour during dinner, everyone has been talking about ideas and making deductions on the wooden diagram. At this time, everyone is already a little tired. Fu Kangan
Seeing this, knowing that it would not be a problem to endure it any longer, he let everyone disperse, leaving only An Lu.
At this time, a group of gesheha also came in, opened the windows to let out the smoke in the room, and set up stools to collect the leftover tea. The captain of Fukang'an's soldiers then called for people to go to the main room to spread the message, "Give the commander a bowl of clear stew."
Tremella soup, make some rich tea..."
Fukangan smiled and patted An Lu on the shoulder, and said in a calm tone: "I know you want to avenge your Ama,"
"Commander," An Lu felt sour and almost burst into tears.
Fukang'an interrupted: "Listen to me, your Ama and I are brothers and sisters, and he is still half my teacher. For five years, my heart is cut like a knife every time I think of the scene of his death in battle. But you have to know,
That Zhao Xin is really not easy to deal with. If you treat him as an ordinary rebel, you will definitely suffer a big loss."
An Lu said unwillingly: "Then we can't beg them in such a humble manner, right?! An army of 70,000 to 80,000 people is guarding here, and there are only 10,000 people on the opposite side. You can't accept your humble position!"
While they were talking, the white fungus soup had been brought, and the captain of the soldiers also brought a bowl to Anlu. He took a step back and reported to Fu Kang'an: "Master, the deputy commander of Jilin and the deputy commander of Hulunbuer are here and are signing the pledge room.
I’m waiting over there.”
Fukang'an waved his hand to let him go. He had no intention of eating the white fungus soup and murmured: "We are slaves and have to share the worries of the master. Don't worry, let me think about it again..."