Chapter 1435 Jia Heng: Who is in charge of the ups and downs of these thousands of miles of mountains and rivers?
Shengjingcheng
After many days of siege, Shengjing City was captured by the Han army unexpectedly without any fanfare or twists and turns.
Just like a dam gradually unable to contain water as it continues to store water, and is collapsed by the force of water, everything happens naturally and naturally.
But although the city gate was broken, the Jurchen Eight Banners soldiers in the city did not collapse for a while. Tens of thousands of elite and brave Eight Banners soldiers fought with the Han army.
At this moment, looking down from the blue sky high in the sky, groups of Han soldiers wearing black armor and red clothes surged toward the city gate, completely flooding the entire Shengjing city.
The military strength of both sides reached more than 100,000 at this moment. The disadvantage was that Shengjing City was larger and could accommodate millions of soldiers and civilians.
Otherwise, it would be difficult to deploy such a huge force quickly.
At this moment, after Luck Dehun learned that Shengjing City had been destroyed, he was inevitably shocked. The moves of the long sword in his palm could not help but be scattered a little, and he retreated step by step under Jia Fang's endless sword force.
But at this moment, he saw Jia Fang opposite him holding a long knife, his eyes were cold and stern, and he was killing him like lightning.
Luckard couldn't help but tremble. After all, he was old. He had fought dozens of rounds just now, and his back was dripping with sweat, soaking through the clothes in his armor.
"Pfft..."
At this moment, a long knife slashed hard and fell on Luck Dehun's arm, causing Luck Dehun to groan in pain.
But I saw blood dripping from my arm, with large pools of blood sizzling out.
Luckard secretly screamed that something was wrong, but the pain from his arm made Luckard's whole body tremble.
Seeing this, Jia Fang cheered up and fought harder and harder. At this moment, it was almost like a cage, blocking Luck Dehun's advance and retreat.
Luckard felt horrified and inexplicably, and retreated towards the side of the city wall. However, at this moment, he heard the evil wind in his ears, and the sharp sword energy suddenly pierced his skin, and he felt pain on his cheeks.
Then the long knife slashed at him, and a bone-chilling chill enveloped Luck Dehun.
Luckard was shocked, and then he saw the light of the knife shining brightly, which was the last brilliance he saw in his life.
Luckard snorted coldly, and his consciousness immediately fell into an endless darkness.
Jia Fang's whole body was covered in blood. The blood on the blade of a long knife in her palm flowed down along the cold blade, dripping, while Jia Fang's whole body was surrounded by evil spirits, and her eyes were like cold gleams, and she looked around.
At this moment, Jia Fang's whole body's energy and spirit could be said to be condensed to a certain point, forming some kind of real breakthrough in force value, and he had completed the transformation from an ordinary general to a world-class fierce general.
And Luck Dehun's death was just a microcosm of the fighting between Han and Qing soldiers everywhere in the city.
Many of the Jurchen Eight Banners were also strangled by the elites of the Han army's Beijing camp, and fell into a fierce battle. They were stabbed several times and fell to the ground.
At this moment, Hu Sai led the bannermen of Zhenghuang Banner to support the city gate in a mighty manner, trying to save the situation, but the building was about to collapse, and it was impossible to rely on the power of one person to save the situation.
But at this moment, the Han army's flag soldiers and horses, who were advancing with the Zhenghuang flag bannermen, suddenly aimed their swords and guns at the elite Jurchen Eight Banners beside them.
"Puff, puff..."
A long iron sword with a sharp blade slashed at the Jurchen Eight Banners who was caught off guard.
Being attacked from both sides, the bannermen of the Eight Jurchen Banners were in chaos. If they cooperated with the Han army's attacks, the bannermen of the Eight Banners of the Jurchens were in trouble. It rained all night, and many brave young generals of the Eight Banners of the Jurchens fell into a pool of blood.
"The Han people are rebelling!"
The Jurchens were shouting one after another, and the city was noisy with all kinds of voices.
Seeing this scene, Shuo Sai's heart almost sank to the bottom of the valley. He only felt cold in his limbs and his hands and feet were cold.
The betrayal of the Han military flag undoubtedly announced the complete disintegration of the military arm of the Manchu and Qing alliance outside the Great Wall.
Previously, the rule of the Han people in Liaodong was mostly based on interests and fear. Now the Han army is pressing down heavily on the territory, and the Manchus and Han are divided and fighting each other.
Most of the Eight Banners of the Han Army, who were also the former slaves of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, tore off their armor and loudly shouted: "Han's are not slaves!"
"Han'er is not a slave..."
I have to say that the slogan at this moment is somewhat ironic, because for more than 30 years since the establishment of the Qing Dynasty, they have been called slaves.
Dorgon stood on the city wall, seeing the Jurchen Eight Banners gradually collapsing in front of him, with an inexplicable fear in his eyes.
The Qing Dynasty is dead!
With only this thought in his mind, Dorgon was stunned for a moment and stood there blankly.
For more than thirty years, the inheritance of two generations was ruined in his own hands.
In fact, Dorgon was the real emperor of the Jurchens, but he just lacked the title of emperor.
Behind the majestic palace wall, the palace maids, guards, and eunuchs were all in a mess, collecting gold and silver, preparing to rush out of the palace before the rebels arrived, and flee for their lives.
At this moment, it was clearly a scene of panic and national subjugation.
At this time, a large number of Han cavalry troops attacked. The generals of the Beijing camp and the generals of the Jiangnan Navy rushed into the city, divided into several teams, and strangled the Jurchen knights in the city in an orderly manner.
Seeing a large number of Han troops pouring into the city like a tide, Jia Heng felt excited and said to Chen Xiao beside him: "The overall situation has been decided!"
After more than a month of continuous attack on the capital camp, Shengjing City was finally declared broken, and it did not enter the cold winter months.
There was no way the Jurchens could make a comeback.
After five years, the powerful Manchu Qing Dynasty outside the Pass was destroyed in his hands, and his Jia Heng version of the "Five Years to Ping Liao" plan was basically realized.
In five years, civil unrest and political reform finally annihilated Liaodong.
At this moment, the kings of Wei and Chu, accompanied by their attendants, drove their horses to the front and stopped the reins. The two vassal kings and their attendants all had prosperous smiles on their faces.
King Wei Chen Ran turned to look at Jia Heng, with admiration in his eyes and joy in his tone, and said with emotion: "Zi Yu, the city of Shengjing has been destroyed."
The city of Shengjing was destroyed and Liaodong was pacified since then, and he had half of the credit.
Jia Heng also said with some emotion: "Yes, it's broken."
The King of Chu also had a hint of excitement on his face. He looked at the majestic Shengjing City in the distance, already thinking about the scene where he would join hands with Jia Heng and enter the city later.
In the future, there will be big and special books written on the history of history.
It's just that the King of Wei next to him... is somewhat of an eyesore.
"After this battle, Ziyu's name will go down in history and his fame will last forever!" King Chu looked at Jia Heng and praised him.
Jia Heng said: "I don't expect my fame to be passed down to future generations, but I just want to repay your kindness."
Putting aside the sweet girl, since the fourteenth year of Chongping, when he followed Jinyang into the inner study to meet Emperor Chongping, and thus won the emperor's favor, he had overcome all obstacles and endured hardships.
After conquering the east and west, conquering the south and the north, he finally completed his achievements today, which were sent to the king and praised by future generations.
He did not disappoint Emperor Chongping when he treated him as a humble person!
A feeling of lightness and joy surged deep in his heart, making Jia Heng feel inexplicably excited.
His face looked a little dazed for a while.
I vaguely remember that the young man in Liutiao Alley was reading the history books and imagined the scene of the confrontation between the Han and the captives.
Five years have passed.
Chen Xiao also stared at Shengjing City in the distance where the flag with the word "Han" was hoisted. There was a hint of worry in his clear eyes under his curved eyebrows.
Once Shengjing City is defeated, some finishing touches will follow. Even if it is delayed until the twelfth lunar month, at the end of the year or next spring, we should return to the capital.
After returning to the capital, what will happen if that person has not died yet?
At this moment, when Jia Heng and Chen Xiao were having different thoughts, all the Han troops in the capital camp poured into Shengjing City like a tide.
At this moment, the shouts of killing were almost shaking the sky and the earth, and the sound could be heard for miles.
On the city walls that stretched for several miles, masses of bloody energy arose, and the vigorous figures of the soldiers of the Han and Qing Dynasties fighting each other gradually disappeared.
It was clear that at this moment, a large number of Han troops from the Beijing camp entered the city and strangled the Eight Banners bannermen in the city.
The Jurchen Eight Banners were shrinking towards the inner city of the palace, relying on the narrow terrain of the streets and alleys to fight with the Han army.
Xie Zaiyi was riding on his horse at the moment, leading the way, leading the cavalry behind him like a whirlwind, sweeping away fallen leaves like the autumn wind.
Wherever there were many Jurchen Eight Banners, Xie Zaiyi led his cavalry to kill them.
At this moment, Mu Sheng was not to be outdone. He held an iron spear made of pure silver and led a large number of his men to fight towards the city.
Under the attack of the Han army, the Jurchen Eight Banners in the city slowly retreated along the streets and alleys, relying on the city wall to resist the Han army tenaciously.
Although they are gradually losing ground, their resistance is still quite resilient.
This is a war to destroy the country. After a long period of "brainwashing", many of the Jurchen Eight Banners have the desire to sacrifice their lives in service to the country.
At this moment, there are about 30,000 to 40,000 Jurchen soldiers in Shengjing City, because some Mongolian and Han bannermen have rebelled or passively resisted.
The 30,000 to 40,000 Jurchen Eight Banners were already the last elite of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, singing the elegy before the demise of the Manchu Qing Dynasty.
Of course, compared to the Ming Dynasty in parallel time and space, where only some eunuchs fought against the peasant army in the palace city, the Manchu Qing Dynasty at this moment was worthy of the vitality of a nascent regime.
Xie Zaiyi was riding on a horse, with a long iron sword in his hand, sweeping past a group of soldiers, and blood and broken limbs could be seen flying everywhere.
Jia Fang also led a group of elite soldiers, fighting along the streets with houses on both sides, toward groups of Jurchen Eight Banners wearing spiked armor and holding long knives.
Jia Fang only had one thought in her mind, and that was to capture the Manchu King and the Little Emperor!
Kang Hong, the admiral of Hebei, led a group of soldiers under his command and rushed into the city gate, fighting with the Han soldiers who came forward.
It can be said that after the Shengjing City was captured, the morale of the generals in the Beijing camp soared out of thin air, and the fatigue and fear of casualties during the siege were almost completely gone.
Destroying the enemy's country, capturing the king, being promoted to a noble position, and conferring a wife and son on the throne, all of this made the soldiers present feel more energetic.
The generals in the capital camp fought bravely to take the lead and held their swords to death. At this moment, they led a large number of soldiers to fight in the streets and alleys of the city.
The people in Shengjing City, with their doors tightly closed, were frightened and trembling as they listened to the earth-shattering shouts of killing in the streets.
In front of the palace garden in Shengjing City, Dorgon looked at the Eight Banners who were fighting with the Han army in the distance with a dejected face, and an endless sadness surged in his heart.
At this moment, the Qing Dynasty was at its wits end.
A brutal fighting continued from morning to evening. Bodies lay scattered on the street, lying on top of each other, and the casualties were incalculable.
Globs of bright red blood formed a wet layer on the bluestone streets, and you could even fall down if you stood on it.
A large number of soldiers of the Han army divided the large number of Jurchen soldiers into several areas and besieged them from front to back. With the deployment of troops, the soldiers of the Eight Banners were outnumbered and fell to the ground one after another.
Not long after, Husai was killed by Xie Zaiyi with a sword.
The Han ministers and generals in the city were not sitting in the government offices at this moment. Instead, they returned to their mansions, closed the doors tightly, and waited for the results outside the city.
"Your Majesty." At this moment, the bodyguard called Dorgon over, who was lost in thought, lowered his voice and said, "The Queen Mother has taken the Emperor away through the secret passage."
When Shengjing City was being built, Huang Taiji deliberately left a secret passage for future generations to use when the situation was critical, and to preserve the fire of the Aisin Gioro lineage for a comeback.
I didn't expect it to come in handy, but after so many years, I still did.
Concubine Zhuang was taking Fulin with her, walking along the secret passage under the palace towards the outside of the city.
Dorgon came to his senses and said in a hoarse voice: "I understand."
Han troops continued to enter the city, but their forces were somewhat unable to spread out, and they did not gain an absolute upper hand for a while.
Fortunately, due to the constant flow of troops, both sides fell into a war of attrition.
The soldiers met hand to hand and fought hand to hand.
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At this moment, Dorgon's face showed a hint of sadness, and he slowly closed his eyes.
I don't know when, it was already evening, and the sky in the west could be seen filled with glow, while the streets and alleys in Shengjing City were devastated and desolate.
Looking up and looking around, you can see the setting sun like blood, broken swords and guns, and flags burning into smoke in the city.
At this moment, the shouts of killing had become sparse, and the resistance of Jurchen bannermen everywhere was also weakening a lot.
Because some of the Jurchen Eight Banners began to surrender, the Han envoys who entered the city and promised to let go of the past became a life-saving straw for some veteran Eight Banners nobles to surrender.
At this time, Xie Zaiyi commanded the Han army's heroic cavalry from the Guo Yong camp and drove a large number of Jurchen Eight Banner soldiers to surround the palace city.
Not only Xie Zaiyi, but also Jia Fang, Kang Hong and other Beijing camp generals gradually led their troops to approach the palace city, and finally completed the encirclement on all sides of the palace city.
The Han army carrying ladders climbed towards the palace city. Wooden ladders were set up on the city wall. Han soldiers held wild goose feather knives and climbed to the top of the city wall to fight with the Jurchen Eight Banners.
But I heard the collision of swords and guns, and the sound of ping-ping-pong-pong.
The Han army was like red flames, surging into a sea of fire, burning the Jurchen Eight Banners wearing various colors of bubble-nailed bronze armor, and gradually compressing the scope of activities of the Jurchen Eight Banners.
The Jurchen Eight Banners held cowhide shields and gathered towards the majestic palace city to resist the Han army's attack.
Dorgon stood on top of the city and was leading the troops of the Zhengbai Banner, accompanied by Ma Bian, to resist the siege of the Han army.
But all this was in vain. There were still a large number of Han soldiers who rushed to the palace gate and killed the defenders besieging the city.
At this moment, the door of the Vermilion Palace opened with a loud "squeak".
"Surrender and avoid death!"
Xie Zaiyi's red cloak floated up behind him, and his resolute face was full of evil spirit. He shouted loudly, like spring thunder on his tongue. At this moment, his voice even temporarily suppressed the sounds of fighting on the battlefield.
The Jurchen Eight Banners who were originally huddled in a group seemed to be waking up from a dream at this moment. They didn't know who took the lead first. They only heard a "clang", and immediately, all the Jurchen soldiers threw their weapons in their hands.
land.
On the top of the city wall, Dorgon, who was leading his soldiers to fight with the Han army, saw this and shouted angrily: "You are the brave warriors of our Qing Dynasty, how can you surrender?"
However, at this moment, there seemed to be a chain reaction. A large number of Jurchen Eight Banners dropped their weapons one after another, and for a while, a crackling sound was heard.
Seeing this, Dorgon had only one thought in his mind: the situation was over, and he, Dorgon, would never be a prisoner of the Han people!
With this thought in mind, under the escort of the elite Zhengbai Banners, they retreated towards the Xiande Hall.
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Outside Shengjing City
Jia Heng, Chen Xiao, the King of Wei, and the King of Chu were watching the battle, holding a monocular telescope in their hands, looking towards Shengjing City in the distance, listening to the shouts of killing that were gradually disappearing.
At this moment, the Han army had completely occupied Shengjing City.
However, my mind couldn't help but recall that in the late Ming Dynasty in the parallel time and space of the previous life, the Jurchens entered the pass and dominated the Central Plains. How high-spirited and high-spirited they were?
Nowadays, all the ambitions and grand plans of the Manchu Qing Dynasty have turned into flowers in the mirror, moon in the water, and become a dream.
As a person of later generations who is well aware of the Manchu Qing's poisonous effects on China, and the obstruction the Manchu Qing has had on the development of Chinese civilization, this was an era where monarchy, feudal autocracy, was at its peak.
But then it prospered and then declined, losing power and humiliating the country.
But after the Manchu Qing Dynasty is annihilated in the future, who will control the ups and downs of these thousands of miles of land?
King Wei Chen Ran's eyes were excited and he said: "Zi Yu, the shouts of killing have subsided. Can we enter the city?"
At this moment, King Wei was extremely looking forward to entering the city.
"Let the generals in the capital camp clean up the battlefield first, and we will enter the city the next day." Jia Heng raised his sword-shaped eyebrows and his face paused slightly.
At this moment, he did not lead his cavalry into the city to compete with his generals for credit.
Even if he captures and kills Dorgon, it won't be of much help in conferring the title of Duke, but if he is an ordinary general, he can be conferred the title of Bo, or even the title of third-class marquis.
So it's not necessary.
Chen Xiao's face was as dark as water, and he looked at the boy in the python suit with a blank expression, thinking about his next move.
At that time, twilight fell, and the towering city gate tower seemed to be hidden in a dark darkness, like a huge beast that seemed to choose people to devour.
On the city gate tower, lanterns were lit one after another. At this moment, they were swaying in the wind, which was quite desolate in the autumn night.
At this moment, the shouts of killing in the city gradually became lower.
At this moment, raging fires suddenly ignited in the palace of Shengjing City. The bright flames soared into the sky at this moment and could be faintly seen from miles away.
