In the early morning, the rising sun from the east shone on the towering city walls and gate towers, while the Han soldiers holding swords and guns in their hands could not help but shrink their necks.
Jia Heng was dressed in the military uniform of an ordinary general, standing on the city gate tower, holding a telescope and looking at the Jurchen elites who were gathering troops below.
It has to be said that it is said that the Manchurian Zhengyang Banner with the sky-reaching pattern on its head is indeed outstanding in combat power. Together with the Blue Banner and a group of Mongolian elites, in the continuous offensive, they cooperate with each other tacitly and the offensive is so fast that it actually has a bit of the beauty of mercury pouring down the ground.
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The fearless will shown by the Jurchen elites during the battle made Jia Heng secretly praise him.
Even though he was burdened with losses, he still persisted and was not afraid of casualties. He was like a silent and efficient machine.
However, after the baptism of the Datong offensive and defensive battle, the Han army in the Beijing camp had completely lost its youthfulness. Even when faced with Zhenghuang Banner, the most elite of the Jurchen Eight Banners, they did not show any panic and methodically blocked the Jurchen offensive.
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The trebuchets, crossbows and even the golden juice were all carried out in silence, occasionally accompanied by one or two screams of the elite Jurchen soldiers and horses.
"kill!
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The shouts of killing below the city wall were earth-shattering, as if they were about to break through the sky.
Chen Xiao was as cold as an iceberg and a snow lotus, with a sneer on her face. She said, "She is worthy of being an elite member of the Yellow Banner of the Jurchen Realm. She looks like she has the aura of the Royal Forest Army."
Jia Heng said solemnly: "If we don't send troops to help, we can really let them break through Ping'an Prefecture."
Cui Ling's weak brigade alone, even with nearly 10,000 troops from the Beijing camp, could not withstand Huang Taiji's positive yellow flag.
This is the elite among the elite Jurchens, and it can be said that it is the guarantee for Huang Taiji to secure the throne.
But now that he has led his troops to this point, he cannot let Huang Taiji's roundabout strategy work.
What he fights is elite!
At this moment, Chen Xiaoxiu raised her eyebrows, her eyes narrowed, and her voice, which was originally as cold as melting ice and snow, was filled with excitement and said: "The dragon flag is coming, look."
Previously, when Huang Taiji was in the offensive and defensive battle of Datong, no matter how the Jurchen soldiers and horses gathered their troops under the fortified city, Huang Taiji never brought the dragon flag to the front of the formation.
But it is different now. If Ping'an Prefecture cannot be defeated again, the Jurchens will have almost no achievements on the entire Western Front battlefield, and they will also lose the elite troops of Xianglan Banner.
This is obviously unacceptable to Huang Taiji.
This time, he was still nominally the commander of the expedition, and his prestige would be shaken to some extent.
At this moment, Huang Taiji led the elite soldiers of Zhenghuang Banner and quickly advanced towards Ping'an Prefecture.
As the soldiers and horses arrived at Ping'an Prefecture City, the Jurchen bannermen also showed a silent evil spirit.
Although Huang Taiji is an old man in his early sixties, he does not look old. This is a strong body developed from half a life of military service. He is energetic and has piercing eyes. At this moment, he is surrounded by a group of Ouchi guards and yellow bubble-nailed cloth armors.
Under the escort of the bannermen of the Zhenghuang Flag, the Dragon Flag was escorted to the front line.
It is said to be the front line, but it is only four to five hundred meters away from the city of Ping'an Prefecture. It is a safe place since arrows can no longer be shot.
After all, he is the leader of a country. At such an old age, it is impossible for him to personally carry a sword and lead the troops to fight. Now, it is more like visiting the front line in person to boost morale.
And this kind of morale boosting is undoubtedly very effective, especially for Zhenghuangqi who regards Huang Taiji as a spiritual totem.
At this moment, the Jurchen elite cavalry on the front line below the city waved their sabers in their hands and attacked Ping'an Prefecture City without fear of death. Countless Jurchen Eight Banners also almost risked their lives, using ladders erected on the city wall to quickly climb up.
Climbing up, he rushed to the city wall several times, fought bloody battles, and refused to retreat.
However, the Han army was not as timid as the Han army in the past. Seeing this, they did not panic. Instead, they attacked in small groups and drove the Jurchen bannermen to the top of the city.
"kill!"
Jia Heng stood up at this moment, and using the cover of the crenellations of the female wall, he could already see Huang Taiji under the flag through the monocular telescope.
The person on the horse is undoubtedly Huang Taiji!
Jia Heng suddenly felt excited in his heart and took a deep breath.
"Armies, listen to the order. All Hongyi cannons should be aimed at the yellow dragon flag. There is no need to cherish the shells." Jia Heng suppressed his agitated emotions for the time being and ordered Li Shu on the side to pass on the order.
Immediately, as the order was passed, some artillerymen of the Hongyi Cannon, with the help of the Portuguese, aimed their muzzles at the dragon flag.
"Fire, fire! Fire!"
"Jia Heng said with a deep drink.
At this moment, I don’t know why I think of Ping’an County. Well, this place seems to be Ping’an Prefecture as well.
As Jia Heng finally issued the order and waved the flag, the Beijing artillerymen who had been waiting for a long time stuffed the projectiles into the black barrel and ignited the fuse.
"Boom boom..."
The deafening sound sounded, like a thunderbolt from the blue, which was quite frightening.
Eighteen red cannons roared on the turrets and gate towers, and the shells made a piercing scream in the air, exploding towards the Jurchen yellow flag elite soldiers coming from the brigade below.
It was like the creation of heaven and earth, the earth shook, and where the cannonballs fell, they were damaged dozens of feet.
The Jurchen bannermen could not withstand the ashes of such artillery fire. In the smoke, many bannermen were hit by cannonballs, causing bleeding from their mouths and noses. Countless cavalrymen gradually fell from their horses to the ground.
At this moment, Huang Taiji, who was under the dragon flag, raised his eyes and looked at the black muzzle on the tower of the city gate in the distance. He was wondering that the muzzle of the cannon was very different from the Folang machine gun he had seen in the past. Suddenly, a thought came to his mind.
I had a bad feeling and was about to open my mouth to say something.
"Whoosh!"
A piercing scream sounded from a distance, gradually getting closer, and then Huang Taiji felt a strong wave of air coming from the surroundings, which was not good.
He was about to dismount and escape, but it was too late.
Huang Taiji opened his mouth, but suddenly felt a tightness in his chest that made him unable to breathe. He didn't feel any heartbreaking pain. He wanted to open his mouth to say something, but he was shocked to find that he was knocked away from his horse.
Well, why is my lower body still on the horse?
not good……
"emperor!"
Surrounded by exclamations and cries, they came from almost all directions, rushing toward Huang Taiji with a sense of disbelief and fear that the world was collapsing. However, Huang Taiji felt that the sound gradually became more and more distant, until it was no longer possible.
I couldn't hear clearly, and then my eyelids became heavy and my consciousness fell into complete darkness!
A generation of Jurchen kings fell like this!
At this moment, the orthodox commander with a blue flag, risking his own life to attack Jierhalang on the city wall of Ping'an Prefecture, turned around to look at him. He was stunned on the spot, not even noticing that the arrows flying by him were missing.
Already shocked.
He didn't react for a while, he just opened his mouth and made an unconscious sound.
Because Huang Taiji exploded into half in the air, his upper body wearing armor and stomach fell from the horse and fell into a cloud of smoke and dust.
Is this... still alive?
"Brother Royal!
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Ji'erharang felt his eyes turning black, his mind was frightened, and his eyes were about to burst. He finally shouted out the roar in his mouth. He no longer cared about leading his troops to attack Ping'an Prefecture, but reined in his horse and turned around to rescue the emperor.
Tai Chi.
At this moment, the Hongyi cannons set up on the turrets and crenels above Ping'an Prefecture City still made deafening noises. The cannonballs landed on the Jurchen flag soldiers array in the center of the dragon flag. For a moment, the cavalry soldiers turned on their backs.
The Hongyi cannon, which previously had a longer range and greater power, now blossomed into the god of war.
At this moment, the bannermen and the army of the Jurchen Yellow Banner were bombarded head-on by the red barbarian artillery. Most of them were frightened and receded like the tide. Under the leadership of the Jurchen Banner's Zhong Du Tong, Deputy Du Tong, Shen Ling, and Zuo Ling, they turned around.
return.
Jia Heng was standing on the city gate tower at this moment, putting down the monocular telescope. A strange flush appeared on his calm face, which actually made Chen Xiaoqing look worried in his eyes.
Just now he had seen Huang Taiji's body fell from his horse and separated. He was so happy that no one could know. He ordered in an excited tone: "Generals, listen to the order. After all the cannonballs are fired, the cavalry will go out of the city to pursue.
Be sure to annihilate the invading enemies!"
At this moment, they were about to take advantage of the death of Huang Taiji and the chaos of the Jurchen Yellow Banners to cause more casualties to the Jurchen elites.
As Jia Heng issued further orders, the Han army's morale was greatly boosted as artillery shells were poured down from the turrets and city gate crenellations, as well as those who were defending the city.
A general shouted loudly: "Huang Taiji is dead, Huang Taiji is dead."
The soldiers shouted in unison, and at this moment there was a roaring mountain and a tsunami, which felt as if it was far away.
After listening to what the soldiers said, many Jurchen bannermen also looked back, only to see the yellow flag crooked to the ground. Only dozens of horses screamed, and Huang Taiji was nowhere to be seen under the dragon flag. Everyone was in an uproar.
, such as mourning an heir,
The emperor suffered an accident, was he really dead?
At this moment, Degerei, who was leading the troops to attack Ping'an Prefecture, had a look of eagerness on his resolute face, and his heart sank to the bottom. However, compared to Jierhalang's panic, Nurhaci's youngest son showed his best performance at this moment.
The role of turning the tide.
He shouted loudly to his soldiers, gathered his troops and horses with all his strength, summoned the bannermen of the Zhenghuang Banner, and tried to retreat slowly.
But with the heavy "squeaking" sound of the winch turning, the northern city gate of Ping'an Prefecture suddenly opened, and a large number of Han troops from the Beijing camp poured out of the prefecture city like a red sea of fire, holding sabers in their hands, and the swords were shining in the midday sun.
, dazzling even more than before.
At this moment, the entire Han army in Ping'an Prefecture attacked and attacked the Jurchen soldiers and horses.
Seeing this, Derge felt his eyes go dark, and said loudly: "Generals, listen to the order, resist the Han army, and avenge the emperor!"
The bodyguards beside him were following Dege like arrows going upstream, and were heading towards the cavalry pouring out of Ping'an Prefecture City.
"Rumble..."
The sound of a large number of horse hooves trampling the ground was heard, and Jia Heng personally led his troops to kill the elite cavalry of the Jurchens.
There were originally 12,000 cavalry from the Beijing camp, but now even though they only selected 6,000 cavalry, they were like a new force, defeating the powerful enemies outside Ping'an Prefecture.
"Dangdang..."
Accompanied by the sounds of gold and iron coming from the clash of weapons, the Han army's cavalry from the Beijing camp faced off against the most elite Zhenghuang Banner of the Eight Banners of the Manchu and Qing dynasties.
The two sides suddenly faced each other, and the sound of weapons piercing flesh and the shouts of killing were faintly intertwined into a dazzling piece of music near noon.
Jia Heng held a big sword in his hand and charged towards the Jurchen general.
Compared to the white-robed young general holding a spear, he prefers to use a knife from beginning to end, because it does not have as complicated moves as a spear, and it can give full play to his immense strength.
At this moment, Jia Heng held a long sword and charged towards the Eight Banners general who was approaching on horseback.
He only knew that the person in front of him was not Huang Taiji, the others were mostly ordinary Jurchen generals, and they were really worthless.
"Dangdang..."
The sound of gold and iron clashing is endless.
The long sword in Jia Heng's palm is almost powerful and heavy, and it is even more powerful when wielded. After these years of fighting, his sword skills and riding skills have made great progress. At this moment, wherever he swings the sword, blood mist is flying everywhere.
There is almost no enemy under the sword.
"boom……"
The long knife in Jia Heng's hand collided with the black-faced man not far away, and then his face was stunned, and he looked at the tall and tall black-faced man in surprise.
"Jurchen Baylor, or prince?" Jia Heng's expression paused slightly, and he looked at Derge with cold eyes.
He still couldn't guess the relationship between the man in front of him and Huang Taiji, but he knew that he was a Jurchen general.
Degerei looked at the young man in the python suit with a shocked expression, his eyes wide with anger. Although he didn't know Jia Heng, but just from the fight, he knew that the person in front of him was not an easy person to deal with.
Jia Heng snorted coldly and said nothing. He swung the long-handled sword in his palm and slashed towards Dege. The sword was shining brightly and dancing like the wind.
The sharp sword wind roared non-stop, carrying overwhelming murderous intent.
Dege was shocked and did not dare to ignore it. He quickly raised the hilt of the knife to block it. But as soon as he touched the big knife, his mind was shaken. He felt an overwhelming force coming down on him, and his body on the horse was a little unstable.
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Jia Heng didn't say much, and struck straight at Derge's vital points with several knives. The long knife in his hand was as light as a heavy one, like a storm, coming toward Derge.
"Pfft..."
He didn't even go six or seven rounds. Dege was thinking about saying something when he suddenly felt a pain in the back of his neck, and then his consciousness fell into deep darkness.
"Puff!" Along with the head rising into the sky, blood surged up like a fountain.
Jia Heng looked at the headless body on the horse, and without delay, surrounded by Chen Xiao and Jinyi palace guards, he charged towards the Jurchen Zhenghuang Banner elite.
At this moment, Jia Heng was also quite shocked by the resilience and combat power shown by the elite Yellow Flag Jurchens.
Although Degelei died in the battle, the commander of Zhenghuang Banner was still helping Jierhalang, who was trying to retrieve Huang Taiji's body, and the soldiers from the two sides tried to join together.
At this moment, Jia Heng led a large number of cavalry troops and charged towards Jierhalang.
Ji'erharang was trying to snatch Huang Taiji's body back. However, because the shells were pouring towards the yellow dragon flag, the corpses were lying next to each other for a while, and the broken corpse was not there. He could only use the previous war horse to find the lower body, and gradually identified the lower body.
The upper body of Huang Taiji does not appear.
At this time, Jierhalang hugged Huang Taiji's bloody lower body on the horse, almost bursting into tears, and choked with sobs: "Quickly, kill!"
"Prince Zheng, the army has collapsed. Han troops are everywhere, withdraw!" At this time, the deputy commander with a blue flag said in a tearful voice.
"Brother Emperor, no!" Jierhalang's heart was as sharp as a knife, and he was already looking like a madman at this moment.
The deputy general gritted his teeth and said to the bodyguard: "Take Prince Zheng back, we will search for the emperor's body and fight to the death with the Han dog!"
Then, a few Jurchen warriors couldn't help but carry Prince Zheng Jierhalang, and fled towards the distance with the cavalry.
At this moment, Jia Heng led the cavalry of the Beijing camp and collided with the Jurchen Yellow Banner elite and Mongolian elite soldiers who rushed in from behind.
Soldiers from both sides of the Han Dynasty and the captives engaged in a brutal fight in the open fields outside the city wall of Ping'an Prefecture.
On one side is Huang Taiji's imperial army, which has become a mourning force because of Huang Taiji's death. On the other side is the Beijing camp cavalry, which has won a great victory and shot Huang Taiji to death. This is the time when morale is high and they are willing to sacrifice their lives. At this moment
Completely forgetting himself, he fought towards the Zhenghuang Banner of the Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty.
"Pfft..."
The sound of the blade piercing flesh and the screams were intertwined. They were all fighting for their lives. How could an army collapse with only a few casualties?
Jia Heng, accompanied by Chen Xiao and hundreds of royal guards, raised his sword and beheaded the Jurchen bannermen and generals.
Wherever the long knife in his hand passed, it was invincible and unstoppable, just like a sharp knife tearing through the city wall formed by the Jurchen's courage and flesh, piercing back and forth.
Each and every flag bearer with the yellow flag fell in a pool of blood, and corpses lay scattered on the ground.
It wasn't until late afternoon, when the soft sunshine of the spring afternoon shone on the earth, that the siege battle gradually came to an end.
The 4,000 female real yellow flag elite soldiers and 1,000 Mongolian knights who were behind resisted until the last moment, and were all annihilated by the Han army.
Of course, the Han army also suffered many casualties, with more than 3,000 people killed in the battle. Almost all of the remaining cavalry from the Beijing camp who took the initiative to attack were injured, but their morale was high and their momentum was unparalleled.
As for Jilharang, more than 3,000 people from Zhenghuang Banner and more than 3,000 people from Xianglan Banner escorted Huang Taiji's body and ran for their lives towards the vast grassland.
Jia Heng sent soldiers and horses to chase, then ordered the soldiers to clean up the battlefield and help bandage the injured soldiers.
At this moment, as far as the eye can see, the originally verdant fields of the entire battlefield are almost dyed red with blood, and the smell of blood is pungent. Under some corpses, broken short spears and weapons can be seen everywhere, and the flags on the
The flames were raging, and the bodies of Jurchens and Han soldiers lay scattered on the ground.
It's almost a mess.
At this moment, a strand of hair on Chen Xiao's forehead was hanging down. His usually pretty face was flushed red, and his voice was slightly trembling as he said, "This is a big victory."
Jia Heng said: "Yes, after this battle, the Jurchens no longer dare to go south to herd horses at will!"
Even Huang Taiji personally led the Jurchen Yellow Banners and died in this battle. When the news spread back to the Jurchen country, it was bound to make the Jurchen Eight Banners fearful for a long time.
As for the Han Dynasty, after this battle, the mountains and rivers will boil and the sea will shake.
At this moment, Jia Fang looked excited and came quickly on horseback. He said happily: "General, Huang Taiji's head has been found."
As soon as these words came out, Jia Heng's face was shocked, he looked at Jia Fang aggressively, and said quickly: "Where is the head now?"
It can be said that no matter how many elite bannermen of Zhenghuang Banner were annihilated, they are not as precious as Huang Taiji's head, and are more commemorative.
If this was delivered to the divine capital, the emperor would probably dance for it and sing a song uncontrollably.