Chapter 1431 The Han army’s food road will never have peace!
Rongguo Mansion, Rongqing Hall——
Jia Mu sat on an Arhat bed covered with soft mattresses, while on an embroidered pillar not far away sat Mrs. Xing, Mrs. Wang and others.
In addition, there is a new couple, Xia Jingui and Xue Pan.
Xia Jingui was dressed in a chrysanthemum yellow dress, her black hair was combed into a dignified bun, held in place by a golden hairpin, and her long and narrow eyebrows were extremely sharp, with a hint of meanness and shrewdness.
Jia Mu smiled, and under those gray brows, her old eyes were kind and warm, and she said softly: "You two should help each other when doing business. It would be better to make the Xue family's business bigger and bigger."
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A smile appeared on Xia Jingui's face and he said softly: "Old ancestor, I usually listen to my husband's decision."
In front of Jia Mu, Mrs. Rongguo's wife, Xia Jingui's temperament as a lion in the east of the river undoubtedly had to be restrained and he tried his best to show his best side.
Xue Pan seemed a little unnatural at this moment, a bit like driving a donkey to grind.
Aunt Xue just thought that Xue Pan was shy and didn't say anything. She quickly smiled and said, "Pan'er, your grandmother is talking to you."
A simple and honest smile appeared on Xue Pan's honest face, and he said with a forced smile: "Old lady, we are doing palace business now, and we all do it through consultation."
Jia Mu nodded and warned: "You were ignorant in the past, but you should be sensible now."
Xue Pan Na Na should be.
Mother Jia smiled, persuaded Aunt Xue, and said softly: "When the child is older, he has his own ideas."
Aunt Xue smiled and said softly: "No matter how old this child is, he is still a child in our eyes."
Jia Mu sighed: "Yes."
As he was talking, he looked at Mrs. Wang aside and asked: "Zheng'er, has he delivered any letters recently?"
An unnatural smile appeared on Mrs. Wang's face, and she said: "The master said that I will stay in Bashu until the end of the year. If it is feasible, I still want to listen to Brother Heng's opinion."
Jia Mu smiled and said: "It's good to listen to Brother Heng's opinion. It makes sense for Brother Heng to pave the way."
Even Baoyu, who is getting older and has no official career, is not a problem.
While everyone was talking, suddenly, a nanny wearing silk and satin clothes quickly entered the hall and said: "Old lady, there is news from outside that Uncle Heng has won another war."
Jia Mu was surprised and said: "Well, how do you say that?"
A Buddhist bead spinning in Mrs. Wang's hand stopped for a moment, and the corners of her mouth twitched on her face as white as jade.
He secretly thought, did that Uncle Heng win another battle?
Okay, I'm all used to it now.
But such a person did not mean what he said at the beginning.
Last time I sent someone to Princess Jinyang to call her eldest daughter back to her house, but she hasn't come back yet.
The nanny nodded and said softly: "It is said that Uncle Heng won the battle in Liaodong, and soon after he defeated the Jurchens, the teacher returned to Beijing."
Jia Mu's eyes paused slightly and asked, "So fast?"
Grandma said: "This is how it is spread throughout Beijing."
At this moment, Aunt Xue's eyes lit up in the hall, with a hint of hope in her eyes.
Xia Jingui, who was sitting on the embroidered pier next to Xue Pan, seemed to be thinking a bit in her narrow phoenix eyes that shone with shrewdness under her beautiful eyebrows.
I have heard my uncle talk about this Duke of Wei several times, but I have never seen him.
Speaking of which, he still had to call her sister-in-law.
Aunt Xue smiled and said, "Brother Heng, you are winning one battle after another."
A look of thoughtfulness appeared on Jia Mu's old face, she smiled and said, "Yes, if Liaodong is pacified, this will be a truly amazing achievement. I'm afraid I will be crowned the county king when I come back."
When Aunt Xue heard this, her heart couldn't help but become hot again.
Now her precious girl is a first-class princess, so when Brother Heng becomes the county king, her girl should also be a princess, right?
After all, she and Ke Qing are both the ladies of the same country.
Mrs.
Where’s the title?”
When Mrs. Wang heard Mrs.
But the Rongqing Hall was full of laughter and laughter for a while, as if it was falling into some kind of longing.
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Shengjingcheng
At this moment, Dorgon was wearing a black hat with a wingless mountain on his head and a black and red satin embroidered python suit. He was standing on the top of the city, looking at the Han army camp in the distance and observing the Han army's movements.
One move.
The Han army was in the Muzha camp where they had set up. Although they were very busy, they were having breakfast in an orderly manner, and there was a chilling atmosphere in the silence.
It can be said that Dorgon was extremely worried at this moment.
It is a kind of expectation to speed up time as soon as possible. As long as the winter moon comes, the mountains are covered with heavy snow and everything is white, then troops and horses can be sent to attack the grain road.
And among the white tents outside Shengjing City, a large number of sergeants were coming in and out, busy.
"Dong dong..."
As the drums continued to sound, as dense as raindrops, a large number of Han troops in black and red armor, led by the Han generals in the capital camp, poured out of the camp like a tide, carrying a ladder, towards the majestic Shengjing City.
The city launched a flood-like offensive.
The soldiers and horses of the Beijing camp carried wooden ladders and rushed towards the city wall.
On top of the towering city wall, groups of soldiers in armor, holding strong bows in their hands, shot at the Han army below. They were as dense as locusts, covering the sky and the earth.
"Puff, puff..."
They saw the red blood mist forming into a ball, and a large number of Han army generals let out a scream a moment later, and a large number of soldiers fell to the ground.
Jia Heng was now wearing a maroon battle armor with mountain characters and a black cloak. He was riding on a maroon horse, holding a monocular telescope in his hand and looking at the top of the city.
At this moment, hundreds of thousands of Han troops camped in Beijing. After several days of siege, the sky was overwhelming. At this moment, arrows were like rain, pouring towards the city head like a waterfall.
"Ding ding..."
Black arrows shot at the stone walls, and after a while, they fell down, seemingly not touching the ground at all.
The sound of artillery boomed, and at this moment, the cannonballs fell on the city wall, and the smoke filled the air. After the shells exploded, the sound of injured groans suddenly came from the surroundings.
The Jurchen soldiers on Shengjing City set up a fort of red cannons. The black muzzles of the red cannons were emitting thick smoke and blasting towards the soldiers and horses in the distance.
The Jurchen Eight Banners, on the other hand, threw rolling logs and rocks downwards, hitting the Han army generals and soldiers who were climbing up.
A large number of Han troops approached the city wall, and the siege of the city did not stop until the afternoon.
Then, the Han army retreated to the fenced camp like a tide and began to eat dishes of food.
Chen Xiao nodded and said softly: "This is not the way to attack the city. Even if it continues for a month, it will be difficult to defeat the city."
Jia Heng said: "By continuously attacking the city, we will first weaken the morale of the Jurchens, and then launch a general attack later."
Chen Xiao said softly: "I'm afraid that the Beijing camp will be under the fortified city for a long time, and the morale of the generals will be wiped out first."
"What you said makes sense." Jia Heng nodded, looked at Chen Xiao, and said in a clear voice: "How is the situation over there in Liaoyang City?"
Under Chen Xiao's eyebrows, he stared at Jia Heng and said softly: "I was just about to tell you that Xiehou defeated the Jurchen Shuosai Division who hijacked the grain road and wiped out more than 4,000 enemies. After this battle, the troops in the direction of Liaoyang
The grain road should not be easily disturbed anymore."
The previous strategy of luring the enemy would definitely make Shuo Sai bitten by a snake once, and he would be afraid of well ropes for ten years.
Jia Heng thought for a while and said: "There is also the grain road between Ningyuan and Jinzhou, which is more important. Has Cao Bianjiao discovered the main force of the cavalry led by Man Dahai?"
Chen Xiao said: "There is no flying pigeon to deliver the letter yet."
Jia Heng thought for a moment, glanced at the towering city wall in the distance, and said, "Let's go back to the camp first."
As they spoke, the two entered the military tent.
At this time, the guard brought a wooden plate with dishes on it, which was steaming hot.
Jia Heng picked up a pair of bamboo chopsticks and was about to pick up the dishes when he raised his eyes to look at Chen Xiao and asked: "Is there any movement among the Jinyi Mansion spies in the city?"
Chen Xiao said: "There is no movement. The siege of the city has not made much progress in the past few days, so some Han generals in the city have wavered in their beliefs and began to sit on the wall and wait and see."
Jia Heng said coldly: "That is when we wait for the winter moon and our army fails in the siege, and then send troops and horses to hijack the enemy's food routes. That is their chance to make a comeback."
Chen Xiao nodded, picked up a piece of leek and egg, put it in Jia Heng's bowl, and said, "You have been working hard these days, so eat this first."
While the two were talking, suddenly a guard in Jinyi stopped outside the military tent and said: "Commander, His Royal Highnesses the King of Wei and the King of Chu are here."
Jia Heng put the bowl and chopsticks in his hands, looked at Chen Xiao intently, and said, "Wait here, I'll go take a look."
Chen Xiao said softly: "I will go with you."
While the two were talking, they left the military tent and came outside the military camp accompanied by a group of royal guards.
While they were talking, the kings of Wei and Chu were also accompanied by the retinue of the marching soldiers. They walked closer and whispered: "Ziyu."
"Your Highness." Jia Heng looked at the two vassals. On the way, he was actually worried that the two vassal princes would be attacked by Mandahai's troops.
King Chen Qin of Chu frowned and asked: "Ziyu, how about attacking Shengjing City?"
King Wei was also on the side, looking at the boy in the python suit with a worried expression.
Jia Heng said: "Everything is going well in the war these days. We are still testing the truth and weakening the morale of the Jurchen soldiers on the city wall."
King Chu nodded, his face thoughtful.
Chen Xiao said: "This is not the place to talk. Please go to the military tent to talk."
The King of Chu nodded, said nothing, and entered the military tent with the King of Wei.
Several people were seated separately.
Wei Wang Chen Ran said: "I heard that during this period, the Jurchens sent cavalry to attack our army's food routes."
Jia Heng nodded and said: "This is the Jurchen strategy to defeat the enemy. They want to use harassment techniques to delay the progress of our army's siege, and wait until the weather gets cold before looking for fighter planes to counterattack."
Wei Wang Chen Ran said: "After the weather is cold, it is indeed inconvenient to transport grain and fodder. It is already mid-August for Ziyu, and winter will enter in more than a month. Does Ziyu have any strategy to defeat the enemy?"
Jia Heng looked solemn and said loudly: "The strategy of defeating the enemy is easy to say. The first is to attack the heart and the second is to attack the city. Now there are many Han civil and military officials in the city who are panic-stricken and are swaying from side to side. They are shooting bags into the city.
The book was written on silk in order to persuade him to surrender in time and submit to the imperial court."
Wei Wang Chen Ran said: "It's a strategy. Ziyu didn't punish the generals who surrendered in Jinzhou before."
Jia Heng nodded and said: "In addition, even if you send a messenger into the city to persuade Dorgon to surrender in Shengjing City, as long as he surrenders his country title, surrenders in Kaicheng, and follows the army to Shengjing City, he will still not lose the dignity of the prince.
Bit."
Although the Han Dynasty had been suffering from the Jurchen for a long time, if the Jurchen really opened the city gate to surrender, the emperor and all the ministers in the court should also agree.
Wei Wang Chen Ran nodded and asked: "Zi Yu thinks the Jurchens will surrender?"
"Definitely not now." Jia Heng's face paused slightly and he said loudly: "But it can shake their hearts. Not all Jurchens are of the same mind as Dorgon. There must be some who are willing to choose to be with Dorgon for the future of the Jurchen clan.
The righteous warriors who broke away chose to kill the national traitors!"
The Jurchens are a large clan with a population of more than one million. It is obviously impossible to implement a complete genocide strategy and kill them all.
But it is unrealistic to just leave it alone, so by dividing the Jurchen aristocrats, princes, ministers and ordinary Jurchens, the same culture and species can be tamed.
For example, we should leave braids but not hair, leave hair but not braids, and then unify the education of Chinese culture, and carry out "literary prison"-style cultural burning of the Jurchens' internal memory of Hou Jin, and the Manchu script of the Qing Dynasty.
Well, it's really just repaying him with his own way.
These are parallel time and space, Tatar governance strategies, adopting strategies of spiritual enslavement and cultural castration.
After hearing this, King Chen Ran of Wei nodded and said, "Zi Yu's strategy of alienation is very clever."
Deng Wei, the sitting aide of the King of Wei, looked at the young man in the python suit with a look of admiration on his face.
This Duke of Wei is indeed a first-class national warrior in the world, and he can be said to have mastered such offensive and psychological tactics to capture the city at his fingertips.
At this moment, a Jinyi palace guard came closer and said, "Captain, the dishes are ready."
Jia Heng extended his hand to invite him and said, "Let's have a meal first to welcome the two highnesses of Chu and Wei."
Wei Wang Chen Ran nodded, and then followed Jia Heng to sit in the military tent aside.
Everyone placed drinks on the table, and for a while, they were drinking and exchanging glasses.
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Jinzhou City
A hundred miles south of the city, dense grass grows as tall as a person, and the Xiaoling River flows around the city, winding through the mountains and forests. In late autumn, under the weak sunlight, it can be seen on the lake.
Sparkling.
The gates of Jinzhou city were opening wide, and carriages loaded with bags of grain were heading towards Shengjing City, escorted by Han cavalry carrying flaming red flags.
I don’t know how long it took, but after passing Dalinghe Fort, I saw Xiping Fort in front of me.
On the vast grassland, a large number of black elf riders were riding around the hills. At this time, a black horse's head appeared beside the hills.
Immediately, not long after, a figure sitting upright on the saddle was visible.
He was a middle-aged military general wearing black armor and a cooked copper helmet. His beard was as thick as a steel needle under his chin, his eyes were like a hawk, and he was as fierce as a wolf.
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The chief general in the fort was named Fang Xing, a guerrilla general. He had heard the news that the army was coming to Xiping Fort, and he led a group of generals to greet them outside the fort.
At this moment, the commander of the convoy is General Zhuo Shijin from the Fenwu Camp of the Beijing Camp. He leads about three thousand soldiers and horses, two thousand men and women, and is escorting one hundred thousand stones and grains.
"General Zhuo." Fang Xing, leading a group of followers, quickly approached and said.
Zhuo Shijin got off his horse, threw a rein in his hand to a subordinate, and asked: "General Fang, is there anything unusual in Xiping Fort recently?"
A smile appeared on Fang Xing's face and he said: "There is nothing unusual here, General Zhuo. The food and wine have been prepared in the fort, and we have to cleanse the dust for General Zhuo."
"General Zhuo, do you want to transport these grains into the fort to rest temporarily and feed the horses with fodder?" Fang Xing said in a low voice.
Zhuo Shijin's face paused slightly, and he ordered the deputy general accompanying him: "Carry these grains into the fortress first."
The deputy general behind him agreed and began to order the soldiers and horses to handle the matter.
However, at this moment, I heard the deafening sound of iron hoofs rumbling. On the vast grassland, I could see a red flag embroidered with dragon patterns. Looking from a distance, I thought it was the cavalry of the Han army.
But Bu Nai Jia clearly told Zhuo Shijin that this was a Jurchen cavalry.
The cavalry in the distance was almost completely black, and a chilling and sharp momentum rushed towards them.
The leading general has a beard, a big face, and holds a thin but flexible rein in his hand. He is Man Dahai.
At this moment, Mandahai was holding his breath.
At this moment, when he saw the Han army's grain convoy, Man Dahai's thick eyebrows showed a hint of ferocity in his cold eyes.
The cavalry behind them was like a gust of wind, sweeping in a black mass.
Suddenly, the Han cavalry general also noticed this scene, his pupils widened, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.
"Enemy attack!"
"Woooo..."
Accompanied by the sudden sound of the desolate trumpet, all members of the Han army escorting the grain were on alert, holding crossbows and wild goose feather knives, surrounding a grain cart with a high shaft, looking at the mighty cavalry team in the distance.
"Whizzing……"
Suddenly, the sound of crossbow arrows piercing the air was heard, hitting the horses and knights that were approaching. From time to time, muffled sounds and moans were heard.
"Dangdang..."
A bright steel sword was pulled out from the scabbard and collided with the Jurchen's cavalry, making a constant sound.
And an extremely sharp blade split open the armor and cut the skin, and blood could be seen dripping and spilling out.
The battle for food lasted from the morning until the afternoon, and the shouts of killing gradually subsided.
Man Dahai's majestic face was covered with blood, and even his beard was as thick as steel needles. He felt extremely comfortable and said loudly: "Set fire!"
As a large number of Jurchen soldiers poured kerosene on each grain truck, several Jurchen soldiers threw a torch. After a while, a "boom..." was heard.
Looking at the battlefield filled with severed limbs, broken swords and spears, Man Dahai glanced at the soldiers wearing Han army uniforms.
Man Dahai's face became solemn, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of joy in his heart, and said loudly: "Let's go!"
This was only the first time the grain was robbed. From now on, the Han army’s grain road would never have peace!
In the evening, the sun sets in the west and the sky is filled with rays of rays. It can be seen that the entire battlefield is in a mess and the flags are burning with thick smoke.
On top of the grain trucks, thick smoke was billowing from the grain.
When dusk was approaching, the sound of horse hoofbeats also sounded on the grassland in the distance, and then there were cavalry galloping across the field, galloping like a river, and a large number of soldiers could be seen coming quickly.
The leader was none other than Cao Bianjiao, who was sitting on the saddle, holding a long spear in his hand, looking at the grain cart still burning in flames in front of him, his brows furrowed, and anger constantly surging on his face.
Lieutenant General Yan Du stared at Cao Bianjiao and said in a deep voice: "General Cao, look at the blood and flames. The Jurchens have just left not long ago. Do you want to send troops to pursue them?"
Cao Bianjiao's face was as gloomy as iron, he shook his head and said: "If you can't catch up, pick up the body first and think of a way later."
This is already the third attack on grain crops in the past ten days.
After Yan Du heard this, he didn't say much, looked silent, and ordered the cavalry behind him to start preparing their troops.
Cao Bianjiao's brows were furrowed as he thought about ways to defeat the enemy.
Compared to Shuosai, Mandahai is undoubtedly much more sophisticated. Before he robs and burns a grain truck, he will send scouts to inquire about the situation.
In fact, even if Mandahai is a big man, he will be alert after he was ambushed by Shuo Si and Dorgon sent a warning letter with a flying pigeon.
In other words, the effect of luring the enemy has been greatly reduced.
