Chapter 1404 Jia Heng: The army goes north to wipe out the Jurchens! (Please give me the moon
ticket!)
In the nineteenth year of Chongping, in mid-April, it was sunny——
The Han Dynasty mobilized all the strength of the country and mobilized an army of 150,000, led by Jia Heng, the Duke of Wei, to go to Peiping to destroy the Jurchens of Liaodong. In this national war, the person who was responsible for the food and wages was Wei Wang Chen Ran, and the person who supervised the ordnance was Chu Wang Chen
Qin.
The Military Aircraft Department of the Han Dynasty, as well as the Ministry of Household Affairs and the Ministry of War, worked hard to provide military supplies and logistics for the army to attack Liaodong. The Han Dynasty's bureaucratic machinery was fully activated to prepare for this national war.
Outside Shenjing City
Under the watch of Li Zan, the first assistant of the cabinet, and Gao Zhongping, the second assistant of the cabinet, more than 100,000 troops from the Beijing camp marched toward the north with large banners embroidered with images of goshawks, tigers, leopards and so on.
And above the endless wilderness, grass and trees are growing and lush. Looking around, you can see storks and rabbits foraging for food in the grass, moving around, and suddenly you hear the sound of cavalry marching from the official road.
Immediately they were frightened and ran away.
Looking down from a high altitude, it can be seen that the flags of the Liao army cover the sky and the sun, like a red dragon winding and undulating, shaking its head and tail.
At this moment, it is the time when peaches and plums are blooming and flowers are in full bloom. From time to time, the sound of birds can be heard in the open fields, chirping, and it is quite a scene of spring and vitality.
And on the land of Guanzhong, a river like a jasper ribbon flows "whispering". Under the sunlight, you can see the sparkling waves, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds, it is the Wei River.
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye it is early May, and the Liao army also enters the ground in Shanxi.
At this moment, it was almost noon. Jia Heng was wearing a black screen and a black and red satin python suit. He was riding on a horse with a maroon mane. He was holding a monocular telescope in his hand and looking out.
The majestic city ten miles away.
"Jie Shuai, the city of Taiyuan is ahead." Xie Zaiyi, the Marquis of Zhongqin, said to Jia Heng, his face covered with beads of sweat the size of soybeans.
Chen Xiao nodded and asked loudly: "There are tens of thousands of soldiers and horses in Taiyuan. Will Xuanda and Dazhou also send troops this time to coordinate with the army?"
Under Jia Heng's sword-browed eyebrows, his cold eyes seemed to flash, and he said: "Xuan Da will dispatch a troop of troops to deal with side affairs."
Then, Jia Heng led the army gradually approaching Taiyuan City.
At this moment, outside the gate of Taiyuan City, Taiyuan General Soldier Xiang Bin received the news that General Wei Guo was coming with his army early in the morning, and led a group of generals and generals from the Taiyuan General Soldier Yamen, in addition to the Shanxi Governor
As well as officials from the Bu and Press Departments, they are looking forward to it.
"The last general has met Duke Wei." Xiang Bin, the commander-in-chief of Taiyuan, reported as he took a few steps towards the young man in python suit riding on the horse.
Jia Heng nodded to the generals and said loudly: "Quickly invite the generals."
With that said, he turned over and dismounted, and threw a rein as thick as a finger in his hand to the bodyguard beside him.
Taiyuan Commander-in-Chief Xiang Bin looked at the young man in the python suit with thick eyebrows and said softly: "Wei Guogong has had a hard journey."
Jia Heng nodded, looked at the Taiyuan soldiers and horses in the distance, with a prosperous smile on his calm face, and said: "General Xiang is running the army well. The army is in good order."
"I don't dare to praise the Duke of Wei, because I will eventually become a dull man. I can only do my best." Xiang Bin said quickly.
Xiang Bin said and invited: "We also invite Duke Wei and the brothers from Jingying to come to the city to talk."
So, greeted by Xiang Bin, Jia Heng led the army into the city gate and looked at the orderly Taiyuan City where soldiers and civilians were walking back and forth with weapons on the city walls and turrets.
Jia Heng looked at Xiang Bin, who was walking side by side, and asked: "In Taiyuan, how many soldiers and horses are there at the moment? Have they prepared for war?"
Xiang Bin had a resolute face and sharp eyes, and said loudly: "Reporting to the Duke, there are 90,000 troops and horses. Since receiving the military order from the Duke, our Taiyuan soldiers and horses have been actively preparing for war. We have ordnance and armor and are ready to accept orders at any time to go to Ping Liao.
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Jia Heng thought for a while and said: "This time, I will mobilize 30,000 elite soldiers and horses to accompany the army on the expedition to strengthen the army."
"The last general takes orders." Xiang Bin looked solemn and raised his hands.
Walking side by side, Jia Heng led a group of generals and entered the general military office in the city.
Jia Heng sat behind a dark red lacquered wood desk. At this moment, Xiang Bin took the initiative to deliver the soldier book about Taiyuan Town for Jia Heng to read.
Jia Heng took the book in his hand and flipped through it attentively. Immediately, he raised his eyes to look at Xiang Bin and said: "The more than 10,000 elite cavalry in the city should be included in the 30,000 soldiers and horses. I want to mobilize Xiang Bin."
Praise for military affairs."
Xiang Bin looked solemn and raised his hands.
Jia Heng pondered for a moment and put the blue-covered book aside, with a hint of thought in his eyes.
Xiang Bin cupped his hands and said: "Duke Wei, the last general held a reception banquet in the side hall, and invited Duke Wei and several generals to have dinner with him."
"Lead the way." Jia Heng nodded, and together with Zhongqin Hou Xie Zaiyi and other generals, they entered the side hall and sat down.
The generals of the Beijing camp and the generals of the Taiyuan General Military Office immediately sat down with a huff and a cry, and for a while it was dark and crowded.
Drinking wine and drinking wine alternately, pushing cups and changing cups.
Suddenly, the atmosphere became lively.
After everyone dispersed, Jia Heng and Chen Xiao came to the place where they had prepared to stay in Taiyuan Mansion. It was in the evening, and the sky was full of glow, giving a peaceful atmosphere.
Entering the side room like this, Chen Xiao's beautiful eyebrows curved, she raised her bright eyes to look at the young man in the python suit, and said softly: "What are your plans next?"
Jia Heng smiled and said: "What else can we plan? It's just a march. The next stop is to go to Beiping Mansion."
Chen Xiao said in surprise: "You mobilized 30,000 troops and horses, but for..."
Jia Heng glanced at Chen Xiao and said, "There are some things that you just know in your heart, so why bother asking."
Chen Xiao nodded and said no more.
This is a precautionary measure. If something unexpected happens in the capital, then Taiyuan, as a place to return to the army, can go straight to the divine capital.
Jia Heng sat down, picked up the tea cup, and took a sip of tea: "Is there any news from the northwest and Tibet?"
Chen Xiao said softly: "The Junggars have already marched into the Seven Guards of Guanxi, and the northwest frontier army is facing the enemy. In Yushu, the Mongolian King also led troops to Tibet to take the initiative to fight against the Zangba Khan of Heshuote."
When Jia Heng led his troops to Beiping Mansion, these two places were not idle either.
Jia Heng nodded, sighed, and said: "The whole Han Dynasty is on fire everywhere."
If you want to annihilate the Manchu Qing Dynasty in parallel time and space in history, the use of troops in several places is indispensable.
When Chen Xiao heard this, he stared at the young man in the python suit who was frowning and thinking, and said, "Then what are your strategies for using your troops next?"
Jia Heng said: "Let's take one step at a time and wait until we get to Peking."
When Chen Xiao heard this, he nodded and said nothing else.
After that, the imperial army's Liao expedition stayed in Taiyuan Prefecture for about a day and set off again the next day.
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In the 19th year of Chongping, summer, the second day of May——
The Han's Liao army finally arrived in Beiping Mansion in a mighty manner.
At this moment, on the top of the city wall of Beiping, flags embroidered with flames and auspicious cloud patterns were flying, and they were swaying in the wind. At the crenellations of the city wall, soldiers holding weapons were looking at the distance with alert expressions.
The commanders of the Peking Economic Strategy and Appeasement Department—Zhongjing Hou Shi Ding, Zou Jing, and other generals came out of the city gate to greet each other.
At this moment, on the straight official road, you can see the vast smoke and dust billowing, and the endless stream of carriages and horses. Looking around, you can see the Han army queue in the distance, the red auspicious cloud flag is like a big ball of flame, and the brocade clouds.
"The army is coming."
At this moment, a knight wearing a flying saucer helmet and red and black armor came over with a whip and said in surprise: "The imperial army is coming."
The generals who were waiting eagerly in front of the city gate were talking a lot after hearing the words, and most of their faces were filled with unspeakable joy.
Shi Ding, the Marquis of Zhongjing, put up a pergola with his hands and looked around. On the straight official road, he could see a large number of Han soldiers approaching in a mighty manner, with fiery red flags flapping in the spring breeze.
Then, the sentry came on horseback and arrived at the gate of the city.
Xie Zaiyi, the first rank of the Han Dynasty, was sitting in the saddle at the moment, with a resolute and calm face. Although he had a look of dust, he was high-spirited and full of energy.
Behind them, the cavalrymen were flying a flaming flag. The iron hooves were rolling in groups, and they stopped suddenly. They were well-trained in the orderliness.
Xie Zaiyi's face was slightly calm, his beard and beard were spread out under his chin, and he said loudly: "Shi Hou."
At this moment, Zhongjing Hou Shi Ding led a group of generals and said, "Zhongqin Hou, where is Duke Wei now?"
Xie Zaiyi stood up and dismounted, threw the reins in his hands to Ma Bian aside, and said: "Marquis Shi, the Duke is still in the rear. Can the barracks and related provisions for the army be prepared in the city?"
Shi Ding, the Marquis of Zhongjing, nodded and said: "Don't worry, Marquis Xie, the relevant grain, fodder and ordnance have been prepared in Beiping City, and the troops needed by the army will not be delayed."
Xie Zaiyi nodded.
The two waited for a while, and saw in the distance the soldiers of the Han Dynasty, holding flaming red flags, coming from the official road with great vigor and high spirits.
Although many soldiers' faces were dusty after running all the way, their momentum did not diminish at all.
Jia Heng is currently riding on a maroon horse, wearing a black cloak and red armor. Under the wingless crown with a mountain character, he has a calm and resolute face, with sharp eyes and a godlike look.
And following closely beside him was Chen Xiao.
As they approached, a group of troops from the Peking Economic Strategy and Comfort Department quickly gathered around, looked at the young man in the python suit with admiration, and said with cupped hands, "I have seen the commander-in-chief."
Jia Heng stretched out his hand to support him, looked around, and said loudly: "Generals, please get up."
All the generals and commanders present in the Strategy and Appeasement Department stood up one after another and looked at the young man in python suit sitting on the horse with reverence in their eyes.
This is Duke Wei, who has shocked the Han Dynasty in recent years, and now leads his troops to launch a war to destroy the country. If they can follow Ji Wei, they will definitely achieve great honors and leave their name in history.
Jia Heng said: "I think everyone knows the purpose of my coming. The army is going north to wipe out the Jurchens!"
Just when the Peking Strategy was comforting and cheering up the generals, they heard the young man say: "Enter the city!"
Following Jia Heng's order, the desolate and distant horn sounded, and a large number of Han soldiers entered the majestic Beiping city.
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Chongping 19th year, the first day of June
Liaodong, Shengjing
When Duke Wei of the Han Dynasty led the troops in the capital to conquer Liaodong, the Liaodong spies hidden in the sacred city gradually spied on the news and delivered it to the Jurchen senior officials in Shengjing, Liaodong through secret channels.
Palace Garden, Xiande Hall
The weather outside was cloudy, and while the summer wind blew away the heat, it also blew the lush trees in the courtyard, making a rustling sound.
And in the hall, on the floor of the main hall, which is as clear as water, silhouettes of people can be reflected.
It was Dorgon who summoned the senior officials of the Jurchen princes and some Han ministers and generals to discuss matters. They were standing around, with gloomy and gloomy faces on their faces.
Dorgon was wearing a prince's python suit and sat on the soft mattress embroidered pier beside the imperial chair. There was a hint of worry on his calm and resolute face.
"Everyone should know that the Han Dynasty sent an overwhelming army to destroy the Qing Dynasty. How do you think we should respond?"
Dorgon's voice was rough and hoarse, with a hint of anxiety in it.
Although troops had been sent to take a preemptive strike, when the real thing came, I still felt an unspeakable fear coming into my heart.
Can the Aixinjueluo clan maintain their country and country?
"Your Majesty." The faces of the princes and ministers below were also covered with a thick layer of gloom.
To this day, no one is unaware of the seriousness of this matter.
At this time, Daishan's grandson Luck Dehun, who was working among the princes and ministers, was eight feet tall and majestic in appearance. He raised his hands and said: "Your Majesty, the troops in Haizhou and Gaizhou have not yet repulsed the Han army. Our domestic troops have not yet been defeated."
Not enough, we need to deal with the troops in Haizhou and Gaizhou first."
At this moment, Azig led 50,000 to 60,000 elite Jurchen Eight Banners, confronting the troops of Haizhou and Gaizhou guards, and was unable to escape.
Mandahai looked calm, and said with a loud voice: "The regent, Haizhou, and Gaizhou should adhere to the trend of defending the city and allocate the main forces to defend Shengjing."
Shuosei said: "In addition, there is North Korea, which also needs to send troops for defense."
"Although North Korea has many soldiers and horses along the way, its combat power is low. We, the Qing Dynasty, only need to send a partial force of 10,000 or 20,000 people to resist." Mandahai said loudly.
Dorgon nodded and said: "In more than half a year, the Qing Dynasty recruited about 100,000 soldiers and horses from the Eight Banners and gathered in Jinzhou. Although the force was slightly inferior, it was enough to deal with this situation. The key is
Songjin is facing a fierce battle with Jia Heng'er from the Han court, who leads an army of nearly 100,000 people. How do you think we should respond?"
After all, the country is in danger of being destroyed, and life and death are at stake. One cannot be too cautious. In the past half a year or so, the Jurchens have already dispatched a large number of soldiers to the Songjin front line.
As for heading to Shanhaiguan, the Jurchens did not dare to go deep because Cao Bianjiao, the commander-in-chief of Shanhaiguan, often sent his elite cavalry to sweep up the area.
"Now our country, the Qing Dynasty, is being attacked by the Han army on many fronts. It has reached the stage of life and death for the country. You should work together to overcome the difficulties. Don't begrudge your talents and actively make suggestions and strategies." Dorgon's two thick black eyebrows
Below, his eyes are deep and incomprehensible, and his majestic face is full of awe-inspiring majesty.
The faces of the princes and ministers below were also filled with worry.
It’s just that I can’t come up with any good ideas for a while.
At this moment, Shuosai frowned, with a look of worry in his eyes, and said loudly: "Prince Regent, our Qing Dynasty is currently short of major generals. If we want to resist the elites of the Han court who are like tigers and wolves, there is no way.
easy."
With the decline of the Jurchen nobles, the Jurchen court today has become miserable. It can be said that there is a serious lack of independent generals.
Shuo Sai also just came back from Jinzhou and rushed over to urge for food and wages.
Man Dahai's resolute and majestic face also had a layer of dignity cast over it.
Today's Qing Dynasty is really in a state of turmoil and the building is about to collapse.
Jierhalang was standing not far away, with a resolute and calm face, and a look of worry.
The Jurchen prince, who was in a state of embarrassment the day before yesterday when he was pursued by Cao Bianjiao, the deputy commander-in-chief of Shanhaiguan, once again stood in the meeting hall of the Jurchen Hall.
To a certain extent, it can be regarded as a manifestation of the decline of Jurchen talents. There is really no one available, and Jierhalang is indeed a capable general.
Dorgon pondered for a moment, his voice was decisive, and he said in a deep voice: "This time, from top to bottom in the Qing Dynasty, except for the nine admirals who stayed in Shengjing to garrison the city, I led the generals and soldiers of the Eight Banners Army to Jinzhou to fight to the death with the Han people.
!”
Although Dorgon's tone was firm, he actually didn't have much confidence in his heart.
This time, Jia Heng, the Duke of Wei of the Han Dynasty, personally led the army. With his military skills, he was victorious in every battle. Who dares to say that he could defeat him?
Among the courtiers below, Sun Shaozu stood like a transparent figure at the end of the queue, with a hint of intelligence flashing in his wolf eyes with a hint of ferocity.
This Jurchen was already impatient. When the imperial army arrived, with the military skills of the Duke of Wei, Liaodong should be wiped out in a matter of seconds.
At that time, when he returns to Shenjing and returns with great honor, he will probably be granted the title of earl?
Just like his secret agent title, Zhongshan Bo?
Dorgon said: "All of you ministers, in Shengjing City, are on the one hand preparing food and fodder to supply the frontline troops, and the other are assisting the emperor in stabilizing the rear."
After saying this, Dorgon said again: "If you have any good military strategies, you can tell me freely."
At this moment, the courtiers below heard the words, whispered to each other, and discussed one after another.
But both the government and the public had no strategy for using troops.
At this moment, Dorgon couldn't help but look at where Fan Xiandou was, and then he remembered that Fan Xiandou had taken sick leave and was not in the court today.
At this moment, Dorgon's thick eyebrows furrowed, his cold expression became slightly calmer, and he could not help but sigh secretly in his heart.
In the Qing Dynasty, the house is leaking and it rains all night, and the ship is broken and the wind blows.
The civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty lacked ministers who could serve the country.
That's all. After the dynasty is over, I can visit Fan Mansion in person and ask for questions. That's all.
Just as Dorgon was thinking about this, he saw a eunuch outside with a hurried look on his face, quickly entered the palace, cupped his hands and said: "Your Majesty, the manager of the Fan Mansion outside the palace has come to see the regent."
When Dorgon heard this, his heart thumped, and he suddenly had a bad premonition.
Sure enough, I saw an old housekeeper wearing a mourning hat on his head and quickly entering the palace. Under the gaze of all the Jurchen senior officials in the palace, he said with a hint of crying in his voice: "Your Majesty, my master has gone."
As soon as these words came out, it was like a thunderbolt from the blue sky sounded in the Xiande Hall, and I don’t know if it was due to the celestial phenomena. I only heard the "rumbling" sound outside, the thunder rumbled, and the first summer in the nineteenth year of Chongping
The rain came unexpectedly and fell on the ground.
Dorgon felt his eyes go dark, and he quickly stretched out his hand to hold the handle of the chair beside him. He was silent for a long time, looking slumped and inexplicably.
When the high-ranking princes and princes of the Qing Dynasty in the Xiande Hall heard this, they were undoubtedly shocked and remained silent for a long time.
Fan Xiandou can be said to be the most important minister of the Qing Dynasty. In the past, he helped Huang Taiji with many ideas and made suggestions for the establishment and development of the Jurchens. He can be said to be the think tank of the Jurchens.
Now that it suddenly collapsed, the Qing Dynasty seemed to have lost one of its pillars.
Even Man Dahai, who had some objections to Fan Xiandou before, now looked solemn and sighed in his heart.
The Qing Dynasty is such an eventful time.
At this moment, the summer rain was pouring down outside the palace, rushing down from the eaves of the palace and falling on the jade steps, washing away dust and dirt, but everyone in the palace was dead silent.
Dorgon was silent for a while, regained his composure, and said in a low voice: "I will grant you the title of Grand Master, give you the posthumous title of Wenzheng, and be worthy of enjoying the Imperial Ancestral Temple. Later, I will personally go to the Fan family to express my condolences."
At this moment, when the senior officials of the Qing Dynasty heard this, their hearts moved slightly, just like the Han officials who had surrendered earlier.
The posthumous title Wenzheng is the best posthumous title among the Han people. However, in the former Song Dynasty, there was a Duke Fan Wenzheng. Now...
However, this thought only flashed through my mind.