On the other side, as a group of cabinet military planes left the inner study, the news spread in order to boost people's hearts in the capital.
The Han army's military success in conquering the city of Hetuala spread like wildfire at this moment.
The entire Shenjing City was immersed in the great joy that the Han army had once again won a great victory in Liaodong.
Because during the Longzhi period, the strategic target of the entire Han army in the Northern Expedition against the Jurchens was undoubtedly the city of Hetuala.
Of course, what followed was a huge defeat in the Han Dynasty War Incident.
Since then, Longzhi's prosperous era has become a mirror, a dream gone by.
Now Duke Wei leads the army with great momentum and has won great victories one after another. Now even the Jurchens' lair has been taken away, which is obviously of great significance.
For a time, Shenjing City became a sea of joy.
However, in a vast residential house in the southwest, it was dark at night, and the sound of dogs barking could be heard in the streets. In the pitch-black night, it seemed particularly quiet and clear.
A cluster of orange candles in the candlestick swayed in the wind, illuminating a tall and thin figure on the screen.
Chen Yuan's fair and clear face was almost as gloomy as iron, and he said: "If we wait any longer, the Jurchens will be attacked and destroyed. When that person comes back, nothing can be done."
Ruan Yongde frowned and persuaded: "Sir, our people are still infiltrating into the capital camp. If we start an attack now, everything is not ready yet."
Chen Yuan frowned, nodded and said, "Do you have to wait for Jia Heng to come back? And then ruin my plan?"
Ruan Yongde advised: "In the past few days, there are still guards at the palace gate who need to be replaced, so don't rush."
Chen Yuan thought about it and felt that what Ruan Yongde said was reasonable. He suppressed the irritability in his heart, nodded and said: "Go and get busy first."
It can be said that Chen Yuan has been extremely worried these days.
If we really wait for the Duke of Wei to take Liaodong, then before the army in the capital camp returns, we can take advantage of the jubilation of the monarchs and ministers in the sacred city to make further plans?
With this thought, Chen Yuan's plan in his mind was perfected in an instant.
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Shengjingcheng
It was already August, the trees were growing gloomy, and the heat was gradually rising. At this moment, the city of Shengjing was trapped in an ice cave.
Palace Garden, Xiande Hall
Concubine Zhuang and related senior officials such as the Manchu princes and nobles were discussing matters in the palace, and there were no Han ministers at the moment.
The news of the attack on Hetuala City the day before yesterday finally reached Shengjing City, and the Manchu princes and ministers in Shengjing City were already in panic all day long.
As for Han Chen, I'm afraid his people's hearts are already floating.
It has to be said that Hetuala, who represents the land of Longxing in the Manchu Qing Dynasty and the ancestor of the Aixinjueluo clan, has a great influence on people's hearts.
In the Qing Dynasty, destiny has been lost!
Such a public opinion quietly circulated among the Han officials in Shengjing.
The fall of Ningyuan and Liaoyang, coupled with the fall of Hetuala, has formed a trend throughout the Qing Dynasty.
Great Qing Pills!
At this moment, on a short couch covered with a soft yellow mattress, Fulin was ten years old, dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe and a yellow silk hat, while Concubine Zhuang listened to the government behind the curtain.
"Princes and ministers, how will our Qing Dynasty respond with troops now?" Concubine Zhuang said softly.
Most of the Jurchen princes and ministers below looked worried, but for a while, no one came out to respond.
As an aristocrat of the Qing Dynasty, it can almost be said that his wealth and splendor are closely related to the rise and fall of the Qing Dynasty's national destiny.
Shuosei looked sad, knelt down, bowed his hands and said: "Your Majesty, the city of Hetuala was destroyed. We, the descendants of Aisin Gioro, are heartbroken. But now, the country and society are the most important thing, so we should not act on impulse."
Concubine Zhuang turned to look at Shuosai below, her eyebrows were raised, and she scolded: "Shuosai, you have always been resourceful. How do you deal with this matter?"
Shuosei raised his young face, which seemed to be full of tears, and said with choked sobs: "Queen Mother, we can only ignore the city of Hetuala for the time being, and guard the city of Shengjing."
Hu Sai also spoke at this moment and said: "Your Majesty, our Qing Dynasty's top priority now is to deal with the Han army besieging the city in front of us. We will talk about the rest later."
Concubine Zhuang twisted her eyebrows and asked, "Why didn't you send troops and horses to take it back? There is also Mandahai. How could he tolerate the Han people in Niumao Village to kill Hetuala?"
Shuosai said: "My dear, Niumao Village fell into the hands of the Han army the day before yesterday. Man Dahai also led his soldiers and temporarily withdrew from Niumao Village."
Fulin, the young emperor of the Qing Dynasty, who was sitting next to him, also had a worried look on his handsome and fair face.
This precocious little emperor also realized at this moment that the Qing Dynasty was in a precarious state and was in decline.
The Manchu princes and nobles below were all silent.
Concubine Zhuang was silent for a while, and then suddenly asked: "Instead of sending an additional 10,000 troops and horses to Shengjing earlier, the regent, why not send those 10,000 troops to recover the city of Hetuala?"
This refers to the fact that Dorgon followed Azig's suggestion and sent an additional 10,000 troops from the front line to support the war in Shengjing.
At this moment, the guilty Luckard came out of the court, cupped his fists and said: "My dear, the Han army of one hundred thousand troops outside the city is surrounding the city. Our troops in the city are already stretched thin, so it is really not appropriate to divide our troops for rescue."
Shuo Sai also went out to join the army and said, "Mother, there are many Han troops outside the city. The walls of Shengjing City are very long, so we need a lot of troops. We really can't allocate troops and horses."
Seeing that Concubine Zhuang's expression changed slightly, Luck Dehun added: "Mandahai led his troops to escape from the front line. I, Shengjing City, gave him military orders and led him to Hetuala City to regain his ancestral land."
In fact, the city of Hetuala is more like the spiritual totem of the Manchu Qing Dynasty. This city of Longxing fell into the hands of the Han army. As the daughter-in-law of the Aixinjueluo clan, Concubine Zhuang did not show any sign, and fell into the eyes of outsiders.
I'm just afraid of attracting criticism and slander.
Concubine Zhuang was silent for a moment, her lips moved, wanting to say something.
Suddenly, a young eunuch came to the palace with a panicked look and said: "Your Majesty, the Regent..."
"What happened to the Prince Regent?"
All the princes and ministers in the palace looked at the eunuch.
"The regent has led the army back to the city." The eunuch said anxiously with a worried look on his face.
As soon as these words came out, all the princes and ministers present looked shocked.
What does it mean to lead an army back to the city?
Class teacher returns to Beijing?
Luckard looked panicked and asked, "What is going on? What is the Prince Regent doing back in Beijing at this time?"
The eunuch's face was as pale as paper and he said, "Younger ones don't even know."
Concubine Zhuang's flawless face was also pale, and she whispered: "Come, come with Ai's family to take a look."
Then, the princes and ministers in the palace, as well as the imperial guards standing in front of the palace, escorted Concubine Zhuang out of the palace.
At this moment, just under Shengjing City, a defeated army with a fallen flag could be seen.
It was the Jurchen Eight Banners led by Dorgon. After fleeing all night, Dorgon's resolute and calm face looked somewhat haggard, and under his thick eyebrows, his pupils were filled with bloodshot eyes.
Not far away, the Han army troops stationed not far from Shengjing City were suddenly confused.
Where did this army come from?
Could it be reinforcements?
No, being so sluggish seems like a defeated army!
At this moment, in the camp five or six miles away from Shengjing City——
Wang Shuirong of Beijing was arranging the next siege in the military tent. When he heard the guards outside entering the military tent, he raised his hands and said: "Your Majesty, a defeated army appeared outside the city. I don't know where it came from."
When Wang Shuirong of Beijing heard this, he was surprised and said: "Defeated army?"
"What flag are you flying?" Kang Hong frowned and asked quickly.
The guard who reported the report said: "Reporting to the prince, the name of the general is not on the flag, but they are all wearing white clothes and white armor."
"White clothes and white armor?" Jiangnan Navy Admiral Wei Che frowned, his eyes flashed, and he said: "Those are the flag men of the two white flags. Are they Dorgon's soldiers and horses?"
This is because Dorgon had previously sent an elite troop of troops from Jinzhou to aid Shengjing City.
That's why Wecher said this.
Jia Fang, who was on his side, thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Your Majesty, please wait here for a moment. I will go out and have a look right now."
As he spoke, he stood up and prepared to leave the tent to pursue him.
Beijing Wang Shuirong's expression changed slightly and he said: "The situation is still unclear, General Jia must not be reckless."
Jia Fang's voice was decisive and high-spirited as she said, "If the defeated army returns, why not take advantage of the situation and defeat them?"
With that said, he strode out of the military tent, leaving only Beijing Wang Shuirong, Kang Hong, and Wei Che looking at each other.
On the other side, Dorgon had already led a group of bannermen carrying the two white flags and the Han army flag to the gates of Shengjing City.
As the city gate of the suspension bridge in front made a heart-wrenching "squeak" sound, Luck Dehun led a group of elite riders out of the city gate to meet Dorgon.
"Prince Regent." Luckard calmed down, drove his horse forward, and saluted Dorgon.
Dorgon looked ashamed and said: "The city of Jinzhou is about to be destroyed. I will lead my troops to help Shengjing. Let's go to the city first."
Luckard couldn't help being shocked when he heard this.
This is...Jinzhou City is lost?
This is really a situation where the sky is falling and the earth is falling. Two ghosts are knocking on the door.
Luck Dehun nodded and said: "The regent will go into the city first, and I will lead the elite troops to cover the army's entry into the city."
However, at this moment, chaos appeared in the formation of soldiers and horses behind Dorgon, and then there was the sound of "clack-clack" of horse hoofs, which gradually turned into a rumble of horses' hoofs.
Jia Fang was currently riding on a maroon horse, holding a sharp-edged long knife with blue light in his hand, slashing back and forth.
Wherever he passed, he saw bloody winds, which shocked people.
The Jingying elite cavalry behind them was like a sharp knife cutting through thorns, tearing away at the defeated Jurchen soldiers and horses. Accompanied by the sound of the collision of the weapons and the "puff" of the weapons entering the flesh, many
The elite cavalry in the capital camp beat up the drowned dogs.
Until Luck Dehun not far away, at this moment, holding a iron sword in his hand, riding on a horse with a maroon mane, he was killing the white-robed young man riding on the horse not far away.
This kid hasn't settled the accounts he incurred last time in Liaoyang City.
At this moment, Jia Fang was wearing a plain cloak, riding on a horse with a maroon mane, holding a horse rein, and fighting towards Luckedhun.
"Dangdang..."
The weapons intersected, and at this moment, there were bursts of piercing screams, and the two of them were like revolving lanterns, crossing each other.
One was young and vigorous, and the other was in the prime of fighting. When the two started fighting, they were almost evenly matched, with no distinction between superior and inferior.
At this moment, the elite cavalry of the Han army were fighting back and forth against the elite soldiers of the Jurchen Eight Banners, while the defeated troops under Dorgon gradually reached the city.
Wait until the troops and horses have almost entered the city.
Luck Dehun himself had no intention of fighting. Under his thick eyebrows, his tiger eyes flashed aggressively, and he shouted: "Thieves, let's fight to the death tomorrow."
As he said that, the long knife in his palm suddenly opened Jia Fang's weapon, and then, the horse neighed, and immediately he turned the horse and drove away.
Seeing this scene, Jia Fang was furious and said: "Where to go!"
But at this time, Luckard had four or five horses beside him, and they galloped towards Jia Fang, cutting off Jia Fang's path.
Jia Fang roared angrily, like spring thunder on his tongue, and said: "Who dares to stop me?"
As he spoke, the spear swiped rapidly, turning into a sharp edge and sweeping towards the four or five horse beddings around him.
"Puff, puff..."
As the spear blades swept away in the wind, streaks of blood were suddenly visible, and four or five people flew away, leaving only a few horses spinning in place.
Jia Fang cleared the obstacles in front of her now, but saw that the city gate in the distance had been closed, and the suspension bridge was slowly rising.
Jia Fang felt indescribable resentment in her heart. She could only raise the spear in her palm and sweep it towards the hundreds of Jurchen bannermen who had left behind, venting her anger.
"Dangdang..."
Then, the sound of Ming Jin came from behind, which was clearly the order from King Shuirong of Beijing to Ming Jin to withdraw his troops.
Jia Fang's face was as dark as water and she said loudly: "Withdraw the troops!"
Then, a group of elite cavalry led by Jia Fang returned in a mighty manner.
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On the other side, Dorgon led the defeated Eight Banners troops in Jinzhou and entered Shengjing City in embarrassment.
Concubine Zhuang and a group of Jurchen princes and ministers had already left the palace, staring at Dorgon who was riding a horse with a haggard face and dark circles in his eyes.
Under Concubine Zhuang's curving willow-leaf slender eyebrows, her crystal clear eyes flashed, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of distress, but then another kind of fear came to her heart.
Uncle Fourteen was defeated in Jinzhou, so the Qing Dynasty...is it really going to end?
"Uncle Fourteen." Concubine Zhuang walked a few steps quickly, with a look of eagerness in her clear eyes.
Dorgon got off the horse at this moment, staggered with his burly figure, threw one of the horse's reins to Ma Bian aside, then faced the eyes of Concubine Zhuang and all the princes and nobles, and said in a hoarse voice: "Jinzhou cannot be defended.
Now, I'm here to help Shengjing City."
When Concubine Zhuang heard this, her eyes went dark.
Is Jinzhou City really lost?
At this moment, Shuosei's handsome face showed a solemn look, and he asked in confusion: "Fourteenth Uncle, don't Jinzhou have a hundred thousand elite soldiers and sufficient food and fodder, which is more than enough to defend for half a year, why now?"
Those were the 100,000 elite soldiers of the Qing Dynasty, and they couldn't resist it for even three months?
A look of pain appeared on Dorgon's face, which was the pain of recalling the past. He seemed to be brewing a "Ma Jingtao"-style roar, and said: "The child Jia Heng of the Han Dynasty first used the flood strategy and soaked it.
Jinzhou City, and later they used gunpowder to blow up the city, and they couldn't stop it."
Shuo Sai frowned and his eyes paused slightly.
Concubine Zhuang raised her eyes to look at Dorgon, with tears of "tranquility" in her eyes, and choked with sobs: "Fourth brother, go in first and then talk."
Dorgon nodded and dragged his tired body into the palace gate.
It was really a day and night journey, non-stop, and finally we returned to Shengjing.
Dorgon and other generals returned to the palace. Concubine Zhuang ordered the imperial kitchen to prepare dishes for Dorgon.
Luck Dehun said: "Prince Regent, who is guarding Jinzhou City now?"
Dorgon was silent for a moment and said in a low voice: "He is the Prince of England, but he doesn't have many troops. And the Han army came with heavy troops this time, and the Prince of England can't stop it for long."
At the end of the story, Dorgon almost felt sad and had a sore nose.
The Qing Dynasty will be destroyed in the hands of Dorgon!
Luck Dehun said: "The Han navy now has about 60,000 to 70,000 people. Just outside, the city of Hetuala was also attacked not long ago."
After Dorgon heard this, he sighed softly and asked: "How many soldiers and horses are there in Shengjing City now?"
Luckard was silent for a moment and said: "Prince Regent, there are still 70,000 or 80,000 soldiers and horses in the city. A lot of soldiers have been recruited in the past few days. If you add the troops and horses brought by the Prince Regent this time, there should be ten
More than ten thousand soldiers and horses."
Dorgon heard this and murmured: "One hundred thousand soldiers and horses."
Luck Dehun said in a low voice: "Our Shengjing City is tall and there is no river around it, so there is no need to worry."
Shuo Sai said: "But this time it is besieged by several large armies of the Han army, with a total of three to four hundred thousand soldiers and horses. Although our army has a strong city, there are no reinforcements from outside, so I am afraid it will be difficult to defend it for a long time."
Dorgon nodded and said loudly: "As long as we defend Shengjing City until winter, Shengjing City will be cold in winter. We will take advantage of the fact that the Han army has run out of food and cannot bear the bitter cold before we attack again."
Dorgon also said the same thing when he was in Jinzhou.
Luckard frowned and said in a low voice: "That's all we can do now, but we need to keep a force outside, so that the inside should be coordinated with the outside."
Hu Sai nodded and said: "Mandahai is leading his troops outside at the moment. Send someone to inform him and ask him to collect soldiers and horses in Mongolia and the Eight Banners. When the time is right, the two sides should cooperate internally and externally."
Dorgon said helplessly: "Let's just do this for now. Let's take a rest and prepare for the defense of the city in the next few days."
Then, under the worried gaze of Concubine Zhuang, all the Manchu princes and nobles dispersed.
