The atmosphere in Lushun City suddenly became tense because of the attack by Hou Jin's army.
An old man knocked on the neighbor's door in a panic.
"Is Sanwa here?"
A young man was wearing only a coat and his arms were bare, not caring about the cold weather.
"Uncle Li, what's wrong?"
The old man looked around carefully, and after confirming that no one was around, he asked in a low voice: "I want to ask, when will we board the ship?"
Sanwa was a little confused.
"Boarding... boarding what ship?"
The old man stamped his feet anxiously.
"The Tatars are here. If we don't leave quickly, they will all die here."
Sanwa was even more puzzled.
"The Tatars are coming, just fight them back. Where are you going?"
"Oh, what nonsense are you talking about, you brat? You don't know, Tartars can be very cruel. If you let those beasts catch you, your head will be at risk."
This old man is a native of Lushun and a native of Liaodong.
This young man, Sanwa, moved from Shandong and now works at Lushun Wharf.
Seeing Uncle Li's frightened look, Sanwa comforted him: "Uncle, don't be afraid. The new army is here and the Tatars can't win."
Uncle Li was about to cry but had no tears.
"Young people don't know how high the sky is. You have never seen how powerful the Tatars are! There were so many handsome men and so many famous generals in those days, and why didn't they all die?"
Sanwa was unhappy.
"Why don't I know how powerful the Tatars are? In the second year of Chongzhen, our new army fought two thousand against six thousand at Qingshui Pass, and even chopped off the head of the Tatar Beil Amin. The Tatars are nothing in front of our new army.
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As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp whistle suddenly sounded in the streets and alleys.
"The army is recruiting, young people gather quickly!"
Sanwa immediately ran out and the words came from far away.
"Uncle, I'm going to fight the Tatars. Please help me look after the house."
Uncle Li was stunned. This was the first time he had seen someone so enthusiastic about fighting with the Tatars.
Aren’t these people from Shandong afraid of death?
He ran to the street outside and saw countless young people from all directions heading towards the new military headquarters.
These young people walked very hastily, but their faces were very calm. They seemed to be attending some banquet rather than fighting against the Tatars.
Uncle Li was stunned, only feeling that there seemed to be something different.
On the official road from Jinzhou Guard to Lushun, Shi Tingzhu and Yildeng came from afar and gradually approached the New Army's defense line.
As they walked, they observed.
"These southerners are so courageous that they dare to leave the city wall."
Originally, the defense line of the Lushun Ming Army relied on the Great Wall.
But these newly arrived Ming troops abandoned the Great Wall and moved the defense line forward one mile.
As a result, relying on Yushan on the seaside and Huanghualing on the east, the plain terrain suddenly shrank.
In this way, a lot of troops were saved.
But Shi Tingzhu and Yildeng felt that the Ming army's approach was a way to die.
With the weak field combat ability of the Ming army and the loss of the city wall, how could they be a match for the elite soldiers of the Eight Banners?
But when they got closer, they realized they were completely wrong.
I saw that the place that was originally empty has now been erected with a city wall as high as four feet.
The city walls are lined up, connecting Yushan and Huanghualing.
Only a city gate was left at the location of the official road.
This city wall is different from what I have seen before.
The whole thing is gray and seems to be integrated.
I couldn't see the cracks in the masonry, and for a moment I didn't know what it was built with.
As the two approached, the sentries in the city naturally noticed them.
"Akito is as timid as a mouse, he won't be scared away by the two of us, right?"
Ilden sat on his horse, his imagination wide open.
If he and Shi Tingzhu captured this place, they would probably leave their mark in history.
But to his surprise, the city gate ahead suddenly opened.
A man came out on horseback and rushed straight in front of them.
Seeing the appearance of the visitor, Shi Tingzhu and Yierden were shocked.
They were 100% sure that the people coming were definitely not Ming soldiers.
Not only was the military uniform on this man completely different from that of the Ming army, but the stubble on his scalp was even more exaggerated than that of the Jurchens.
Could it be that the monk army is stationed here?
Before the two of them could figure it out, the other party had already spoken.
"Who are you? What are you doing here?"
Shi Tingzhu cheered up.
"We are the envoys of Dajin. We are ordered by Mergen Daiqing to meet with your general and discuss important matters."
The other party laughed after hearing this.
"We are enemies but not friends, what is there to talk about? Go back and tell Dorgon that Liaodong is the homeland of my Han family, and our Shandong New Army is here to regain the territory. The only way for you Jurchens to survive is to surrender happily.
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Ilden's expression suddenly changed, and he sneered: "Are you really going to fight to the end?"
The young man opposite was very unruly.
"It's not about resisting to the end, but about annihilating you step by step."
Ilden laughed so hard that tears came out of his eyes.
"Since when have people in the Ming Dynasty been so arrogant like you? Even Sun Chengzong and Yuan Chonghuan are just defeated generals under my great Jin. How dare you speak so loudly?"
The young man also smiled and said: "What's so great about you Jurchens? When we passed the Qingshui Pass, we took care of your Amin Beile's head."
As soon as these words came out, Shi Tingzhu and Ilden suddenly changed their expressions.
Now they finally knew who the enemy they were facing was.
After the Battle of Qingshui Pass, Huang Taiji had been inquiring about news about the new army.
Hou Jin already knew about what happened in Shandong.
Although the new army defeated Hou Jin and cost Hou Jin a Baylor, from Hou Jin's point of view, the Shandong rebellion was undoubtedly good news.
But they did not expect that Shandong not only rebelled against the Ming Dynasty, but also extended its hands to Liaodong.
With old and new grudges added together, both Shi Tingzhu and Yildun understood that this mission was no longer necessary.
"Since you all want to die, I, Daijin, will give you a ride. Just wait, we will see you on the battlefield tomorrow."
The young man stared at the two of them.
"The two armies are fighting and I will not kill the envoy. I will let you go this time. I will not be merciful next time I see you."
Not enough words to speculate.
Shi Tingzhu and Yildeng were also afraid of an accident, so they immediately rode back and informed Dorgon of the situation in Lushun.
"Okay, I'm worried that Shandong is thousands of miles away and I can't avenge Amin. Today, these thieves came to me. If I don't kill them all, it's hard to eliminate my great shame!"
Dorgon was full of fighting spirit, and suddenly realized that he could get more things from this battle.
Opposite was the Shandong New Army, which defeated Amin.
At the beginning, Amin was one of the four great Baylors, far beyond what he, Taiji, could compare to.
But if he wins against the Shandong New Army today, his reputation will definitely skyrocket.
Houjin can no longer look down upon him because of his youth.
He can also consolidate his position as the leader of the Eight Banners.
With many benefits added together, Dorgon knew that this battle must not only be fought, but also fought well.
Big fight!
"The order was sent, and Jueluo Yongkai, Kerkun, Martu, Jibukhada, Nikan, Bahana, Harin'a, and Dundali led their troops to be under the jurisdiction of Benbeile, and they raised their spirits, and the stone pillars were all the way; Duduo,
You lead our troops and horses to find a way south from Qingniwa."
All the generals understood that Dorgon was planning to attack from two fronts and destroy the Shandong New Army in Lushun with a thunderous force.
This arrangement is just what everyone wants.
The original Battle of Qingshui Pass was an unprecedented loss for Houjin.
To this day, many people hold a deep hatred for Shandong Xingjun.
The opportunity for revenge was just around the corner, and Hou Jin's morale reached its peak.