Chapter 1354 Report victory to the Duke of Wei! (Please vote for me!)
At this moment, among Tianjin Wei and Yamen——
Jia Heng and Chen Xiao arrived at the door of the Yasi.
Wang Shuirong of Beijing, wearing a robe with bamboo pattern brocade and ribbons, came to the eaves of the corridor, cupped his hands and said, "Xiao Wang has met Princess Le'an."
Chen Xiao glanced at Wang Shuirong of Beijing and thought to himself, it's really... that such a handsome and charming person likes men...
He said softly: "Prince Beijing is so polite."
After all, he had seen Jia Heng hugging Zhen Xue and being so entangled with him that they were glued to each other. Chen Xiao looked at the Prince of Beijing with a somewhat strange look.
King Beijing smiled and said: "Princess Le'an came here this time in compliance with the Holy Majesty's decree?"
Chen Xiao nodded, looked at Jia Heng on the side, and said: "The Holy One has ordered that the intelligence from the Jinyi Mansion help him provide advice."
"This is not the place to talk. Let's go to the Yazhong first." Jia Heng said.
While everyone was talking, they also entered the study room on the west side of the hall.
Everyone had just sat down when a guard in Jinyi walked over quickly, cupped his hands and said: "Captain, the flying pigeon from North Korea is delivering a message."
When Jia Heng heard this, his expression was stunned. He took the paper from the hand of the Jinyi palace guard, faced the gazes of King Beijing and Chen Xiao, and said in a deep voice: "The capital of North Korea is broken."
"What do you mean?" Chen Xiao asked.
Beijing Wang Shuirong also frowned and said, "How was it broken?"
Jia Heng said: "Ajige and Obai used gunpowder to blow up Wang Jingcheng, and King Li Hao of North Korea committed suicide by taking poison."
Chen Xiao raised her beautiful eyebrows, digesting the news, her beautiful eyes filled with water, and asked softly: "Then, what are your plans next?"
Jia Heng's eyes were firm and he said in a deep voice: "We have been preparing our troops for many days. It's time to send out troops."
Generally speaking, it would be inappropriate to delay it any longer.
Wang Shuirong of Beijing said: "Ziyu, would you like to summon all the generals to have a talk?"
Jia Heng nodded and said: "In an hour, we will come to the office to discuss important matters together."
Wang Shuirong of Beijing didn't say much. Although he was a little reluctant, he could only give the conversation space to the couple.
Chen Xiaorong looked faint and said softly: "How about staying with Shui Rong during this period of time? Do you have both husband and wife?"
Jia Heng: "..."
"What are you talking about?" Jia Heng stepped forward and pulled down the beauty's slender hair.
A hint of embarrassment appeared on Chen Xiao's beautiful face and she said, "I'm just reminding you."
If this person was really like Lian Er in the Jia family, she would definitely not spare him.
Jia Heng gently hugged the beauty's beautiful body and said, "By the way, what did Beijing say about Jinyang?"
It was inconvenient to talk about it along the way just now, so I want to ask for clarification this time.
Chen Xiao raised his eyebrows, glanced at the boy in the python suit, and said softly: "What else can I say? The matter of the eldest princess is over for the time being, huh, but your bullshit things will happen sooner or later.
The princess is exposed."
You really deserve the surname Chen, right? The two concubines Qingxue and Queen Marie, these three thunders exploded one after another, making them more terrifying.
It is simply a crime of insulting the clan’s bloodline and deceiving the emperor!
Jia Heng held the petite and shiny girl in the beauty's ear and said, "What do you mean by that?"
What is bullshit? It’s all a matter of mutual consent. What does it have to do with bullshit?
Chen Xiao was also aroused by the young man's ear, and said: "Okay, I'm too lazy to tell you this, how are you going to join the army this time?"
Jia Heng said softly: "If I don't rush directly to Wang Jing's aid, I go straight to Yingkou and attack Shengjing City. I still need your help."
Chen Xiao thought for a while and said: "If we don't send troops at all, will it be true?"
Jia Heng's face paused slightly, his eyes were as bright as water, and he said softly: "This is a plan to surround Wei and save Zhao."
Chen Xiao thought for a while and said: "It is better to raise troops from the Japanese country and attack from the southeast to resolve the crisis in Korea. This makes sense."
Jia Heng said: "That's fine."
Under Chen Xiaoliuye's slender eyebrows, a hint of thought gradually appeared in his bright eyes, and he said: "To bring North Korea under the rule of the Han Dynasty, don't do it too hastily, otherwise it will hinder the view."
Jia Heng said: "It's not good to pay too much attention to the appearance of food."
As he spoke, he sniffed the beauty's fragrance with a hint of sweat, reached into his clothes, and said softly: "Xiaoxiao, do you miss me?"
Reaching out to pick the beauty's big snow pear, I felt the familiar plumpness and softness coming over me, making my heart flutter and making it difficult to control myself.
After all, I have seen meat and fish, and I must be a little greedy when I suddenly become a vegetarian.
Feeling the throbbing of the young man, Chen Xiao's frosty face turned red with embarrassment. She gently touched her man's palm, but she had long been familiar with Jia Heng's intimacy and said softly: "Who would
Miss you?"
Jia Heng leaned close to the beauty's ear and asked in a low voice: "What is Chen Yuan busy with recently?"
Chen Xiao said softly: "Qu Lang has returned to Beijing. Nothing will happen to the female family members of the Rongning and Ning mansions. I have also asked the mansion not to go out at will unless there is nothing to prevent evil people from secretly harming you."
Jia Heng said "hmm" and whispered: "Tell me about Jinyang and the children?"
He was not in the palace, so he couldn't see Emperor Chongping's true reaction, so he might have become more suspicious.
Chen Xiao's face was as clear as frost and he said in a quiet voice: "Qiu Liang should be watching you secretly and investigating what happened between you and the eldest princess's house."
"I guess it was last time that Jinyang went to see the Queen Mother with the child in his arms, and then attracted Qiu Liang's attention." Jia Heng's eyes were dark and incomprehensible under his sword-shaped brows, and he said: "In another year or two, after such a long time,
It’s time to find out.”
Chen Xiao said: "She insists on holding the child to see the Queen Mother, which arouses suspicion."
"You can't blame Jin Yang." Jia Heng frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and asked, "Didn't you bring Qiu Liang out this time?"
There seemed to be a faint flash of cold light in Chen Xiao's clear eyes, and he said softly: "That's too obvious. I also want to find a reason to get rid of this person."
Jia Heng said coldly: "We are not afraid of thieves stealing, but we are afraid that thieves will miss us. If this is the case, it will indeed be a bit difficult."
Chen Xiaozheng snorted to himself, but saw that the young man had come close to his cheek, and soft and hot breath hit his nostrils, and then, there were torrents of annihilation, with endless intimacy and affection.
After a while, under Chen Xiao's slightly heroic willow-leaf slender eyebrows, there were traces of water in his clear eyes. He could feel the eagerness and eagerness of the man behind him, and he felt a little sweet in his heart, and said: "
You must be holding it back."
Jia Heng: "..."
Xiaoxiao is becoming more and more rude when talking now, but the two of them are an old couple, so there is no need to be secretive.
Jia Heng reached out his hand, raised it, and said, "Xiaoxiao, aren't you the same..."
Xiaoxiao burst into tears after not seeing him for such a long time.
Chen Xiao snorted softly, and a hint of shame appeared in his shining eyes under the green willow-leaf slender eyebrows.
As Jia Heng spoke, he gently hugged Chen Xiao and whispered: "Xiao Xiao."
"It's still daytime, don't make trouble." Chen Xiaoyu paused slightly, seemingly a little annoyed, and said softly.
Hearing this, Jia Heng had to temporarily stop climbing over the mountains and said softly: "Xiaoxiao, go take a shower and change clothes."
Under Chen Xiaodai's curved willow-leaf slender eyebrows, her beautiful eyes gave the young man an angry look, and she thought to herself, is this person starting to dislike her?
Jia Heng said: "Okay, I'll look at the map for a while and talk about other things later."
Chen Xiao said "Yeah" softly, said nothing else, and then went to take a bath.
Jia Heng didn't say much else. He came to the desk, picked up the map of North Korea, and thought about the next military strategy.
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North Korea, Wang Jing
The Manchu soldiers and horses have occupied the city for three days. Teams of elite bannermen are manning the city walls. A large number of Jurchen bannermen are holding weapons and looking alert.
Azig took off his heavy armor and put on a gorgeous brocade suit. He sat in the inner study room that originally belonged to the Korean King Li Hao and was talking to the Eight Banners generals who had accompanied him on the expedition.
In the past few days, Azig has dispatched soldiers to attack Jiangyuan Road in the north.
Zu Zerun, commander of the Han army flags below, said: "Your Majesty, the surrendered Korean soldiers in the city have been issued with ordnance and have been organized into teams. Please take a look at it, Your Majesty."
Azige looked solemn and said in a deep voice: "Tell them, as long as they follow me in the Qing Dynasty, there will be no shortage of salary and money, and the good life will be as usual, but if there is resistance, the three tribes will be annihilated!"
Zu Zerun heard this and said: "General, I will go down and give you instructions."
Azig asked again: "Is there any news from Obai?"
Previously, after Obai led his soldiers to rest for a day, he went all the way south to attack the reinforcements of the Han army on Zhongqing Road.
Jeolla Province, Chungcheong Province, Gyeongsang Province and other soldiers and horses totaled more than 60,000 to 70,000. Under the banner of King Qin, they attacked Wang Jing. After Li Hao's death, they had already elected Li Hao's son Li Di as the king and were preparing to return to power.
country.
At this time, another Han general Liu Zhiyuan raised his hand and said: "Your Majesty, Commander Ao has only been away for two days, and there is no military information conveyed yet."
Azig frowned and said coldly: "The Korean soldiers and generals are all a mob, so there is nothing to be afraid of. I am afraid that the soldiers and horses of the Han Dynasty will unite with the rebels, cooperate inside and outside, and attack our Qing elite. This is so real
Difficult to handle."
In other words, the one who is really worried is Jia Heng, the Duke of Wei, because the previous war with Japan left a big shadow on this vassal king.
At this moment, a Jurchen primary school student from outside quickly entered the palace, cupped his hands and said: "Your Majesty, the former councilor in the capital, I would like to see you."
Azige said in surprise: "Qian Yizheng? Who is this former Yizheng?"
It turns out that since the capital city of the Joseon Dynasty was destroyed, many Koreans, old and young, also began to seek ways to protect themselves.
The euphemistic name is to preserve the vitality of North Korea.
And on the side of the previous monarch, it was the former political advisor.
Zu Zerun raised his hands and said: "Your Majesty, this former political advisor is named Gui Sizhe. His ancestors were also Han Chinese and he was highly regarded by the previous kings. Later, Li Hao came to the throne.
Rongyang, now that you have heard that our Qing Dynasty is punishing the officials, please come over and talk to the prince about the future and destiny of Korea."
Azig's eyes flashed and he said: "I will meet him later. North Korea has just come to an end and needs an experienced minister to take charge of the overall situation."
Just as organizations such as the Sustaining Association are used to appease the people of the subjugated country, Azig is also not stupid in this regard. He also knows how to recruit veterans from the Joseon era to temporarily appease people's hearts.
Zu Zerun didn't say much else, and then, several eunuchs led an old man wearing a silk shirt into the palace.
Gui Sizhe is an old man with gray hair and a senile face. He is already in his early sixties. He is walking as fast as he can and greets Azige and others.
"Gui Sizhe, a veteran of North Korea, has met His Excellency Prince Guoying of the Qing Dynasty. His Majesty is a thousand years old." The old man said.
This old man's attitude was very respectful, and it could be said that he kept his attitude to an extremely low level.
Azig stretched out his hand to support me and said, "Old sir, please get up. Come and take a seat."
Although Azig was usually grumpy, now that he was in need of this old man, his courtesy was not bad at all.
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Gui Sizhe thanked him and sat down.
Azig looked at Gui Sizhe and said: "Old sir, the great king of Korea has betrayed his trust, colluded with the Han Dynasty, and betrayed the old alliance. I, the Qing Dynasty, are blaming the people for their crimes and reprimanding their king. Do you think this is wrong, sir?"
The old man showed a thoughtful look on his old face and said: "Prince Ying, the great king of Korea was capricious and tore up the alliance. Now he has received retribution from heaven and died for state affairs. I don't know what Prince Ying's next plans are? How will your country treat my king?
Hundreds of thousands of people in the capital?"
Azige looked silent and said loudly: "In the past, since North Korea was a vassal vassal of our Qing Dynasty, it will naturally remain a vassal vassal forever. As for the Li family, they cannot rule North Korea, so they should choose another capable person."
Naturally, the idea of all being enslaved to the Eight Banners of Korea cannot be proclaimed verbally.
The first step is to find a puppet, and then slowly infiltrate and gradually take over North Korea.
The former councilor below - Gui Sizhe, with his gray eyebrows wrinkled, his old eyes filled with joy, and his voice hoarse and old, asked: "What can I do for the prince?"
Azig looked at Gui Sizhe and said: "Old sir, you can temporarily stabilize the situation, and at the same time persuade the North Korean officials to surrender to the side hall and serve us in the Qing Dynasty."
Gui Sizhe couldn't hide the joy on his old face. He bowed his hands to Azig and said, "I am willing to do my best for the Qing Dynasty."
Hearing this, Azige smiled and said, "Old sir, please come to the side hall to talk."
Gui Sizhe became enlightened, bowed his hands, and then followed a young Manchu general to the side hall.
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Shanhaiguan, Huanxiling
In the early morning, the morning light dews slightly, and golden sunlight shines on the withered and semi-green grass. The autumn wind blows, the grass is slightly lower, and a few hares prick their ears and run away quickly.
Then, the sound of horses neighing and the collision of armored soldiers came from far and near, causing birds to fly in fright.
Jierhalang led nearly six thousand and eight elite bannermen, all of whom were cavalry, and came in a mighty manner. The flags behind him were buzzing, covering the sky and the sun, and the army was majestic.
They all wander around Huanxiling in Shanhaiguan.
At this moment, the cavalry with blue flags was divided into several teams, monitoring the movements of the Han court's border guards in case the Han court sent troops to intervene in the war between the Jurchens and North Korea.
At this moment, in the Weiyuan City built on Huanxi Ridge, Cao Bianjiao was dressed in a white battle robe, bright silver armor, and a long sword hanging on his waist. His face was like powdered powder, his eyebrows were slender, his lips were greased, and he was holding a sword in his hand.
Use a monocular telescope to observe the enemy's situation.
"General, the Jurchen Tatar troops are approaching." Lieutenant General Hao De and Yi Yihu said loudly with serious eyes on the side.
Cao Bianjiao put down the monocular telescope in his hand and said: "Send the order, the cavalry will form a frontal formation and defeat them."
Hao De's expression changed slightly and he said, "General."
"Since the Duke asked us to wait for the retreat, he wanted to severely dampen the Jurchens' spirit. Now, our army can no longer retreat." Cao Bianjiao's eyes were as bright as stars and he said decisively.
"Woo!"
Accompanied by the desolate and distant sound of the horn, the iron cable winch rotated, and the city gate creaked open.
Cao Bianjiao led his 8,000 cavalry troops out of the majestic Guan City and charged towards the Lanlan Banner soldiers led by Prince Zheng Jierhalang.
At this moment, Jierhalang and the Jurchen generals around him were sitting on the saddle, with eyes full of disbelief, saying: "The Han army did not act like a tortoise, but it actually broke out of the fortress."
The Jurchen general on the side paused slightly and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, the momentum of this cavalry army should not be underestimated."
The military formations of both sides were like black and cold spears, piercing each other and cutting through thorns.
"Pfft!"
The sounds of cold swords piercing flesh could be heard one after another, accompanied by the screams and killing cries of the soldiers.
The cruel fighting in the cold weapon era was vividly displayed at this moment.
"Bang bang!"
The knights of the Han army were on horseback, holding matchlock guns and fire blunderbuss, and kept firing at the elite Eight Banners. After a while, blood sprayed into blossoms, and it was seen that each bannerman fell from the horse.
Jierhalang suddenly panicked and felt a little at a loss.
Because this situation was very rare in the past.
Then, a scene that shocked Jierharang appeared, and many of the elite Eight Banners girls seemed unable to resist it.
At this moment, Cao Bianjiao picked up a spear in his hand, and the cold light shone like a star. At this moment, wherever he passed, he ruthlessly harvested the soldiers.
A leader of the Qing Dynasty with a blue flag, riding on a horse, brandishing a sword in his hand, shouted and slashed towards Cao Bianjiao head-on.
"clang!"
A bright saber collided with a bright silver spear in his palm, and sparks were seen shooting out. The saber broke from it, and the cold light illuminated a hideous face full of panic.
The ginseng leader looked shocked, but before he could react, he felt a pain in his throat, and then fell into endless darkness.
There is almost no enemy under the gun!
Jierharang's face was solemn, his thick-knuckled palms suddenly clenched the sword hanging on the saddle, and his eyes were cold and stern.
At this moment, Cao Bianjiao seemed to have seen the middle-aged vassal king under the blue banner with the dragon flag embroidered on it, and roared: "Thieves, please accept your fate!"
Like an arrow, it pierced through the heavy silk and headed towards the middle-aged feudal king.
Jierharan snorted coldly, his face not afraid at all. After all, he had been fighting for a long time. At this moment, the sword was directed toward him, and he was also attacked by a group of personal guards.
"clang!"
When the weapons clashed, there was only a harsh "ding" sound, but sparks were seen everywhere, and the harsh scream was particularly clear in the battlefield.
Jierharang's figure was shaken, and he looked at the white-robed young general in surprise, but saw that the white-robed young general's brows were full of heroic features, and his eyes were full of evil.
Then, the young general snorted coldly, and the force of his spears was like a gust of wind and rain, continuing like a surging river.
After all, Jierhalang is also a veteran who is in a trance and is used to fighting. At this moment, he is wielding a long sword in his hand like the wind. The sword is bright and blazing, as if he wants to strangle everything.
At this moment, Jierhalang was holding a gun and fighting with Cao Bianjiao. The two sides fought like a revolving door for twenty rounds, with no outcome in sight.
But at this moment, the Han cavalry had gradually gained the upper hand in the battle with the Eight Banners elites. From a height, they looked like they were suppressing them.
As a veteran on the battlefield, Jierhalang was naturally keenly aware of the changes on the battlefield, and his mind was shaken.
Han cavalry is indeed no longer what it used to be.
He only brought 6,000 cavalry with him on this trip, which was a bit overwhelming. The enemy was outnumbered and we were already at a disadvantage.
Jierhalang waved the iron sword in his hand to deflect Cao Bianjiao's spear, and then struck hard to repel Cao Bianjiao's attack. The retinue and bodyguards beside him quickly resisted the attack.
He began to order the surrounding flag soldiers to retreat towards the north.
"Clang!"
The sound of ringing gold rose loudly, and the bannermen with blue flags retreated towards the north almost like a tide.
Cao Bianjiao waved a bright silver spear in his hand, picked off the surrounding soldiers one after another, took off the bow and arrow from his back, opened the bow and nocked the arrow, and shot towards Jierhalang's heart.
"Whoosh!"
The sound of arrows piercing the air resounded, emitting a harsh scream, carrying the cold breath of death.
At this moment, Jierhalang, who was riding on his horse and running away with the reins, heard the bad wind behind him and quickly tried to use a stirrup hiding move, but he felt a pain in his shoulder blades.
It was obvious that the arrow had penetrated the flesh, and blood was gurgling.
Jierhalang turned around and glanced at the young man in white robes fiercely, filled with resentment in his heart.
At this moment, this battle between Han and captives finally ended with the defeat of the elite Jurchen Eight Banners.
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The chase continued into the afternoon.
On the vast grassland, two groups of cavalry were chasing each other rapidly. The group in front of them, wearing blue spiked armor and feathered helmets, turned around from time to time, unfurled their bows and arrows, and fired at the chasing cavalry behind them.
Behind them were a large number of Han soldiers wearing fiery red uniforms and leather armors, also pursuing them with fire blunderbuss.
"Bang bang!!!"
Accompanied by the intensive sound of firecrackers and smoke filling the air, many of the elite knights of the Eight Banners who were riding on horseback groaned in pain and fell off their horses.
The Han knights on horseback also put away the flintlock guns in their hands one after another. The afternoon sunlight shone on the blood-stained young faces, with high spirits and sharp eyes.
"Master Baihu, there are rivers and ditches ahead. The Tatars may have set up an ambush, so we can no longer pursue them." At this time, a soldier said.
The leader of the school had a stern look on his face and said in a deep voice: "Go back first."
Such chases could be seen everywhere on the grassland within a radius of sixty miles. Until the evening, all the news was gathered at Cao Bianjiao's desk in Weiyuan City.
Cao Bianjiao looked excited, looked at the summary of the results, and ordered: "It is getting late, so all the troops should withdraw their troops and return to camp, and no longer pursue."
"Master Lu, report victory to Duke Wei!"
Cao Bianjiao thought for a while and ordered.
He also wanted to see what Duke Wei, the great military god of the Han Dynasty, looked like when he received the battle report.
It can be said that this young player already regards Jia Heng as his spiritual idol.
