At this moment, outside the official office of Jinzhou City, the weather was gloomy and dark. A sudden cool summer breeze gradually began to blow, and the trees in the courtyard were swaying. While taking away the heat, it also brought a few hard feelings.
The coolness of words.
With the help of the candlelight from Azig holding the candlestick as he approached, Dorgon took a military newspaper and began to read it. As his eyes scanned the letter, his expression suddenly changed.
At this moment, Azig had a bad premonition in his heart. A look of worry appeared in his eyes under his thick eyebrows, and he asked anxiously: "Fourteenth brother, what's wrong?"
Dorgon looked slumped and murmured: "Ningyuan City... is broken."
When Azige heard this, he was shocked and said with a surprised look on his face: "How long has it been... how long has it been?"
Even the Communist Party could not withstand a month...
The sluggish Han Dynasty army and the protracted battle that were originally imagined did not exist.
Under Dorgon's old brows, he closed his eyes slightly and said with unspeakable sorrow in his voice: "Prince Zheng also died in the battle. Ai Duli led the remaining soldiers and withdrew from the city in order to save their troops."
Azig calmed down and couldn't help but ask, "How did you break through?"
Dorgon's face paused slightly, and he said thoughtfully: "Using gunpowder to blow up the city wall was the same as when Hauge and Obai blew up the Japanese capital."
All I can say is that this trick is easy to use.
Because the wall structure of this era was originally made of bricks and stones, and then mixed with glutinous rice, etc., but after all, it was not reinforced concrete inside. As long as the equivalent of black powder was put in, the city wall could be blown open.
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When Azig heard this, his eyes flashed aggressively and he said, "What should we do?"
"Gather your troops and stop them on the front line in Jinzhou." Dorgon's face was extremely depressed, and under his thick eyebrows, there was a trace of sadness in his eyes.
With the death of Prince Zheng Jierhalang, only Azig was left among Dorgon's contemporaries.
This also means that the Manchu Qing people are really losing their talents and there is no one left to use them.
Now only Man Dahai, Luck Dehun, Shuo Sai and other younger generation members can barely take the lead.
And all of this is Jia Heng's masterpiece.
Just like cutting down branches, cut off the Jurchen branches and vines with one knife.
Azig frowned, with a serious look in his eyes, and said in deep thought: "Fourteenth brother, now that the Han army has captured Ningyuan City, if they attack Jinzhou, their military supplies will inevitably be long. If
Our army intercepts and kills them, and they will inevitably lose sight of their head and tail."
Dorgon nodded and said, "This is also a way."
It is worth mentioning that the Manchu Qing Dynasty established by the Jianzhou Jurchens also had many Mongolians from Khalkha serving in the Manchu Qing Dynasty.
And the number of people was quite large, about thirty to forty thousand.
However, I don't know if there was some help from somewhere, but at this moment, a guard came trotting in from outside, with a look of joy on his face.
"Your Majesty, this is the military report from Prince Zag of Mongolia." The guard said, before bowing, he handed over the military report in his hand.
Dorgon took the military report and began to read it. As time passed, his expression changed, and the military report in his hand suddenly became extremely heavy.
It's really like relying on mountains and falling mountains, and relying on water and water to run.
At this moment, the leader of the Qing Empire experienced a deep sense of powerlessness for the first time.
Azig frowned and felt a bad feeling in his heart. He asked, "Fourteenth brother, what's going on?"
Dorgon calmed down, sighed, and said, "The house is leaking and it rains all night. Take a look."
With that said, he handed over the military report in his hand.
Azig looked gloomy and took the military report. As time passed, veins popped up on his forehead and he said in shock: "How can we still be defeated? The Mongolian cavalry is not invincible on the grassland, but it can also be defeated by the Han cavalry."
beat?"
"I met Xie Zaiyi, the loyal and Qinhou of the Han Dynasty. He was also rescued by Jia Heng's son." Dorgon looked angrily and almost gritted his teeth and said: "Jia Heng's son is really my old enemy of the Qing Dynasty!"
Without Jia Heng's son, the Qing Dynasty would not have been in decline, and his fifteenth brother would not have died.
It’s all the fault of Jia Heng!
Azig was silent for a while and said: "Fourteenth Brother, it's useless to talk about this now. How do Fourteenth Brother plan to deal with it?"
Dorgon's face was livid, and he almost gritted his teeth and said: "Actively prepare for war, strengthen the walls and clear the country, and defend Jinzhou City to the death!"
"But Ning Yuancheng..." Azig frowned slightly, with a look of worry in his eyes, and said in a loud voice: "Sitting back and waiting for death is not an option. It is better to go out of the city to fight in the field and look for opportunities in the movement."
Dorgon narrowed his eyes and said, "What if the defeat of Xiaolinghe happens again?"
Hearing this, Azige frowned and said in a loud voice: "But the Han people's red cannons and gunpowder blasted the city. It may not be impossible to do it again in Jinzhou City."
Under Dorgon's thick eyebrows, his eyes were full of worry, and he said: "The soldiers will come to block it, and the water will come and the soil will flood. Even if we fight to the death of every soldier, we must keep the safety of our Shengjing City!"
Azige looked solemn and was speechless for a moment.
It's just that these words are somewhat ominous, because Prince Zheng Jierhalang has already said this before.
At this moment, I don't know when, there was a "click" in the sky with dark clouds outside, and suddenly, there was lightning, thunder, and wind and rain.
As at this moment, the power of the Qing Dynasty is in turmoil.
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Liaoyang City
Late June of the 19th year of Chongping——
Under the Liaoyang City, many red flags of the Han army and broken swords and guns were randomly discarded, and a few wisps of gunpowder smoke were visible, obscuring the view.
At this moment, the moat in front of the city wall was filled with blood and some broken limbs could be seen.
This is the fifth day of the offensive and defensive battle under Liaoyang City.
In a tent far away from Liaoyang City, one can see a Chinese flagpole painted with red paint, and a red-forged and black-lined "Han" flag fluttering in the wind.
Wang Shuirong of Beijing, Admiral Kang Hong of Hebei and Admiral Wei Che of the Jiangnan Navy were seated in the military tent.
Under his sword-browed eyebrows, King Shui Rong of Beijing said with clear eyes, "Everyone, it has been six or seven days since we attacked the city, and Liaoyang City has not yet been attacked. Do you have any good strategies to break the city?"
Kang Hong nodded and said: "Your Majesty, although Liaoyang City is not high, there are tens of thousands of soldiers and horses in the city. It cannot be defeated at once. We have to wait patiently. Besides, my navy is only for Ningyuan and Jinzhou."
The frontline defenders must share the pressure and must not underestimate the enemy and advance rashly."
Kang Hong is getting older, and he still focuses on safety when marching and fighting. As long as Jia Heng's side makes progress on the frontal battlefield, then Kang Hong's side can smoothly become an earl or a third-class marquis.
No need to take risks.
Beijing Wang Shuirong looked at Jiangnan Navy Admiral Wei Che, who was frowning in deep thought and said nothing, and said, "What advice does Admiral Wei have?"
Wei Che said loudly: "Your Majesty, I think it is not advisable to take risks now. We are just going step by step to raise troops to attack the city and wait for the fighter plane to appear. General Jia Fang has already hijacked the grain road. Of course, above the siege, we can
The red barbarian cannons were mobilized more often, while the earth walls were dug and black powder was buried in an attempt to blow up the Liaoyang city wall."
When Wang Shuirong of Beijing heard this, he looked thoughtful and said, "What General Wei said is not unreasonable."
Well, the purpose of this King of Beijing is actually to reveal his plans in front of Jia Heng.
Kang Hong nodded and advised: "Your Majesty, there is no need to be in a hurry. The attack on the city does not take a few days. With the ability of the Duke of Defense, we are holding back at Ningyuan City at this moment."
At this moment, the generals in the military tent heard the words, and their faces showed agreement.
With such great ability as Duke Wei, he has not made any progress on the frontal battlefield with hundreds of thousands of troops, let alone their partial divisions along the way?
Beijing Wang Shuirong frowned, his eyes were dazed for a moment, and he thought to himself, maybe he was impatient.
At this moment, a young junior high school officer from the Central Guards Army strode into the military tent, cupped his fists and saluted, "Your Majesty, Duke Wei Guo's flying pigeon is delivering a message."
As soon as these words came out, Beijing Wang Shuirong's fair and clear face showed surprise and he asked: "Fei Ge sent a message? Bring someone to hand it over and let me have a look."
After a while, a guard in brocade clothes wearing a Feiyu suit and an embroidered spring knife hanging from his waist quickly entered the military tent, cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty."
Wang Shuirong of Beijing asked someone to take the interpreted intelligence paper, read the text attentively, and whispered: "Zi Yu's side has conquered Ningyuan City."
The young prince was so excited that he did not bother to address Jia Heng by his official position at the moment, but instead addressed him by his nickname.
When Kang Hong heard this, he looked inexplicably happy. His majestic face was full of joy, and he exclaimed: "Ningyuan City is destroyed?"
He just said... With Duke Wei's bravery and skill in fighting, it has been almost a month, and Ningyuan City should have been conquered.
When the generals in the military tent heard this, their faces could not hide their joy, and they talked in low voices.
Wang Shuirong of Beijing handed the paper in his hand to Kang Hong who was standing aside, and said: "As Admiral Wei said just now, Duke Wei used artillery fire to bombard the city, then dug up soil and filled it with explosives to destroy the city in one fell swoop."
Kang Hong also finished reading at this time, turned his eyes to Wang Shuirong of Beijing, and asked: "Your Majesty, can our army follow suit?"
Beijing Wang Shuirong nodded and said, "What does General Wei think?"
Kang Hong heard this, so he also turned his attention to Wei Che who was aside.
Wei Che's face paused slightly, and he said without thinking: "We can try it in the near future, but the key to this strategy is to be unexpected, and the soldiers and horses in the city are mentally slack after many days of defense, otherwise it will not be effective."
Wang Shuirong of Beijing said loudly: "General Wei is right, we must look for good opportunities."
Wei Che said: "Your Majesty can also shout to the soldiers in Liaoyang City that Ningyuan City has been captured by our Han Dynasty, so as to shake the morale of the guards in the city."
Under the eyebrows of Beijing Wang Shuirong's sword, there was a hint of joy in his eyes, and he said loudly: "At the top of the army, attack the strategy, and at the bottom, attack the enemy. The last step is to attack the city, and the most important thing is to attack the heart."
Welcher nodded in agreement.
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On the other side, in the towering Liaoyang City——
In the city government hall
Luck Dehun was sitting on a pearwood chair in the middle of the hall. He was wearing a black cloak and dark red armor, with a shaggy beard under his chin and a haggard look on his face.
The deputy general below said: "Your Majesty, the brothers in the city have suffered a lot of casualties in the past few days. It will not be a problem if this continues."
"There is nothing we can do about the heavy casualties. The Han army's red cannons are rumbling with artillery fire. We can only resist." Luck Dehun's face was as gloomy as iron and said: "Tell the brothers, hold on, the Qing Dynasty is behind us.
In the capital, the emperor and the queen mother are looking at us."
The lieutenant general responded.
Suddenly, a deafening sound of shelling came from outside.
Luck Dehun's expression changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "What's the noise outside? Could it be that the Han army is attacking the city again?"
But it was already evening, and it was almost dark. Attacking the city at this time?
With this thought in mind, he ordered the soldiers on the porch, "Go and see what's going on."
The soldier responded and was about to turn around and leave.
At this moment, a general suddenly came from outside. He looked extremely frightened and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, something bad has happened. The Han army outside is making noises, saying that our Ningyuan City in the Qing Dynasty has been destroyed.
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"You must be trying to confuse the public with your lies!" Luckard shouted coldly, his face turned livid, and he shouted.
The soldier general said: "The Han soldiers below are all clamoring and speaking with certainty."
Under Luck's thick eyebrows, which were as thick as ink strips, his pupils shrank and his expression changed drastically. For some reason, he had a strong intuition in his heart that this was true.
After all, it was the Duke of Wei, Jia Heng, who led the troops to attack the city.
In the past wars against the Qing Dynasty, that prince was almost invincible and invincible. Countless princes of the Qing Dynasty, Baylor, who were good at conquering and fighting, fell into ruins under his hands.
Luck Dehun's face was as solemn as ice and said: "Ignore it and tell the troops that this is a rumor. Han dogs are cunning and want to derail the morale of our troops. However, Ningyuan City is several feet high, and Prince Zheng is sitting there, as safe as a rock!"
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When the general heard this, he raised his hands and said yes, and then sent the order.
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The next day, the 19th year of Chongping, the first day of July
The weather is slightly dewy, the sun is rising in the east, and the sun is shining on the land of Liaodong. It is midsummer. Even at the high latitude of Liaodong, the weather is still a bit hot. Therefore, under the order of Beijing Wang Shuirong, many soldiers
After having breakfast, the horse began to head towards the city.
"Dong dong..."
At this moment, the sound of drums was as dense as raindrops. At this moment, it was deafening, making the whole peaceful wilderness feel exciting and blood boiling.
At this moment, a large number of Han soldiers and horses, carrying wooden ladders and pushing red cannons and blunderbuss, rushed towards the city.
"Rumble..."
As the sound of artillery rumbled, a large number of red-coated cannons fired at the city wall. After a while, the wall was filled with pits, and the Jurchen soldiers on it were curled up under the bombardment of the artillery fire.
After bombarding like this for about half an hour, the Han army's infantry began to take action, carrying an apricot-yellow wooden ladder and gradually approached the city wall of Liaoyang.
"Whizzing……"
The Jurchen soldiers began to lean out and shoot downwards, and the sound of arrows piercing the air came one after another.
The Han soldiers behind the shields below also raised their crossbows or fire blunderbuss and shot at the Jurchen soldiers on the top of the city.
As the sound of "Puff, Puff" sounded, the Jurchen soldiers at the top of Liaoyang City let out bursts of miserable howls, and suddenly fell down from the top of the city.
Instead, they were suppressed by the firepower of the Han army, especially the Hongyi artillery and Hongtian thunder, which were thrown from a distance, causing considerable damage to the Jurchen Eight Banners soldiers.
This has become the norm for both sides attacking the city in the past few days.
At this moment, Wang Shuirong of Beijing held up a monocular telescope in his hand, looked at the siege scene at the top of the city, and said: "Every time we are almost close, the commander of this city is a very capable person."
"Luke Dehun is the grandson of Daishan, Prince of the Puppet Qing Dynasty. He also made great contributions in the founding of the Puppet Qing Dynasty, so he was granted the title of County King." Kang Hong on the side explained.
Beijing Wang Shuirong's face slightly condensed, and he said with emotion: "There are so many talents among the Jurchens."
And they are all members of the Aixinjueluo clan. In comparison...
Of course, this can only be whispered in the bottom of my heart, otherwise, wouldn't it mean that the Chen Han clan is inferior to the opposite party?
Kang Hong said with some emotion in his tone: "Back then, the Jurchens had many soldiers in the country. If it weren't for Duke Wei's several battles, he killed the Jurchens Duduo, Yue Tuo, Hao Ge, Shuo Tuo, Ao Bai, etc.
People, the Jurchens now have far fewer capable people and strangers."
Wang Shuirong of Beijing nodded, praised, and said: "To be able to achieve today's situation is indeed inseparable from Ziyu's several years of life and death and painstaking preparations, not only in military affairs, but also in political affairs, such as the annihilation of Liaodong,
He should be rewarded with the title of a county king, so that he can live up to the hero's pure heart."
Kang Hong nodded and said: "In the more than a hundred years since the founding of our Han Dynasty, there have been only four county kings. If Duke Wei can be named a county king, he will be the fifth county king."
Because the highest title that a hero with a different surname in the Han Dynasty could obtain was a county prince. It was impossible to reward him as a prince, because it was one of the three-piece package for usurping the throne.
King Shuirong of Beijing stared at the Han troops climbing on the city wall and said: "General Wei mentioned earlier about digging tunnels and burying explosives. When did Governor Kanti think it would be possible to implement it?"
"If we attack the city for six or seven days, the enemy troops will be tired and slack, so they should be ready." Kang Hong said with a smile.
Beijing Wang Shuirong nodded and agreed: "Then let's attack the city first."
In this way, this kind of siege force continued almost like a tide.
On Liaoyang City, Luck Dehun methodically deployed troops and horses on the city head, without any sign of the urgency in reporting to Dorgon's army before.
And this kind of offensive and defensive battle continued until the evening, and finally came to an end.