Huang Taiji's recruitment of marriageable girls from the clan to give the imperial decree to General Zhen Guo of the Ming Dynasty immediately caused an uproar in Shengjing. This is not because the clan nobles thought it was shameful to do so. Welcome to read... If you are timid, you can
The guy who issued the bloody ten-kill order must be a heinous person. Don't send the daughter you raised with great difficulty to have her chopped into pieces! The bolder ones are planning whether Li Daitao can send assassins to assassinate her.
That shameless fat man! He was also thinking about it. In fact, it would be good to send his daughter over to blow the pillow. If the Qing Dynasty really can't hold on, there is still a way out. Novel Chapter
As a result, dozens of princesses in the Qing Dynasty got married urgently in one day, which made a group of Belles and Beilers happy! Why? You can marry a beautiful daughter-in-law without spending a penny, and if you are lucky, you can even meet her.
Where can I find the information? And the major escort agencies and martial arts schools in Shengjing City are also busy. The requirements of the gentlemen are too high. They must not only have good skills, but also dare to kill people. More importantly, they must have the temperament of a lady.
, you thought it was a martial arts novel, it was so good that you were married off! As for the owner of the rouge pollen shop who was already preparing to declare bankruptcy, he had a good opportunity to come back to life, regardless of whether he was married or sent to the enemy's military camp.
If you don't want to lose your identity, what else can you do to dress up?
Of course, you have to take your time when sending beauties to General Zhenguo of the Ming Dynasty! After all, they are still so far away from Shengjing. If they rush to get close to each other in such a hurry, will Huang Taiji still need his face? Not to mention that damn fat man.
Maybe he still hasn't woken up yet. If he takes a fancy to the beautiful woman and thinks that the Qing Dynasty is teasing her and sends troops rashly, it would be too much of a loss. Novel chapter
The marriage can be postponed, but sending troops to rescue Fushun is an urgent matter. Otherwise, once the enemy's main force reaches the city, will you ask our Qing warriors to fly from the sky, drill through their defenses from the ground, or directly tell the enemy that we are sending people?
Rescue Fushun, so please give me some face? Under Huang Taiji's strict order, Mang Gurtai, who had just rested for less than a day, had to lead 120,000 remnants of the defeated army eastward with Derge. When they left the city, this large army arrived.
It's a bit like a strong man who never comes back. The only difference is that Jing Ke, who sang the Song of Yishui, went to assassinate him, while they...
Wangheyi is the only station on the more than 100-mile road from Shenyang to Fushun. It is also one of the few places where Lu Xiangsheng, who surrounded Dorgon's army, did not agree with the Mongolian cavalry regiment. The person responsible for guarding here is a company under Lu Shanji's command.
Meng Fu lay on the ground, looked ahead, and asked in a low voice: "Old beggar, how many Tatars have we killed this time?"
The old beggar's actual surname was Jiao, but his poor parents specifically asked the fortune teller to name their only son with the character "花" in order to support him. Perhaps it was because of this name that he started to appear in the third year of Tianqi.
He had been homeless for several years and had eaten a lot of food. When he heard his company commander's question, he quickly took out a small notebook with residual warmth from his arms and calculated it carefully before saying: "Eight hundred and sixty-five and a half!
That half was shot by someone who was crippled by three consecutive shots and fled to our position to recharge!"
"Not counting the small fraction, we can't ask for help with our own affairs. We are still short of more than 7,000!" Meng Fu's troops are all composed of poor people from the Shaanxi rebels. The backbone of them is Luo Rucai.
After being recruited by Lu Shanji, they have always remembered what Marshal Luo said before he died, and they will kill a few more Tatars to wash away the shame of being an aide for him! The emperor of Ming Dynasty has already done this to his brother who fell before heading north.
With the most sincere apology, any grievances are over; but those who died after being deceived must be blamed on the Tatars.
"Company Commander, do you think this Commander Lu is deliberately trying to punish us? Otherwise, why would he let us come to this shabby place?" Lian Po, who is said to be a descendant of the famous general Lian Po of the Zhao Kingdom, but cannot find an ancestral genealogy to prove his identity.
Lin was very dissatisfied with Lu Shanji's arrangement. Why was he suddenly thrown here after fighting well under Fushun City? Could it be that our marksmanship was so accurate two days ago that Master Lu was jealous?
"You know nothing! Are our teachers the kind of narrow-minded people? It took a lot of effort to get here. You will know later!" In Meng Fu's heart, except for the emperor and Zhenguo, whom he had never met before,
Besides the general, the person he was most grateful to was Lu Shanji, who would never allow anyone to slander him.
"Come on. What good can you do with your stupidity?" Meng Fu's combat command is admired by the whole company, but his biggest shortcoming is that he trusts his own people too easily. He was deceived last time when he attacked Hoi An Fort.
These self-proclaimed elites must be reduced to logistics troops, carrying ammunition for three companies for a whole day.
"Don't believe it!" Anyway, this is not a military secret. I just wanted to give the brothers a surprise. Meng Fu, who was not willing to be misunderstood, simply stopped hiding it: "This time the Tatars can send more than ten
Ten thousand troops have come for reinforcements, our task is to let them pass and immediately occupy Wanghe Post to block their way back!"
"More than one hundred thousand? Mother, now Marshal Luo's revenge can be avenged!" After the excitement, Lian Lin worriedly said: "What about the third company? Will they come out too?"
"What do you think? Let me tell you, those bastards are right across the street!" Luo Rucai's old unit was divided into two companies by Lu Shanji, and in order to prevent them from feeling discriminated against, they were specially assigned to the troops directly under the division. These guys were fighting for each other.
It takes a lot of effort to wash away the shame.
"Quick! The Tatars are leaving the city. Take your people down and get ready!" A few bright lights suddenly flashed in the telescope, causing Meng Fu to immediately stop chatting and enter a battle-ready state.
Generals at all levels in the Qing Dynasty have been struggling to find Zhu Youcong's signal troops but have not found anything. In fact, if they are willing to observe a little patiently, they can easily find them. There are not only Tatars in the land of Liaodong.
There are Jianlu and many other Jurchen tribes, and among them are their mortal enemies, the Yehe tribe!
Didn't the Seven Great Haters of the Wild Boar Skin say that the Ming Dynasty favored Ye Heping in Jianzhou? If he didn't do something about it, I would be really sorry that he came up with this excuse! So Zhu Youcong took advantage of the fact that Butler Tao was still working as an uncle in Liaodong.
So we recruited one of them, Ye He, who had the purest Jurchen blood and the oldest surname! As for Ye He, a man with a different surname who was hybridized with the scum of the Tumut tribe in Mongolia and produced an old witch, he was a target for genocide, and no one could survive.
Won't leave them behind!
The most unique communication troops were buried, and of course they had to be equipped with unexpected communication methods. This time Zhu Youcong simply borrowed the secret method of the White Lotus Sect and sent people to sneak into Liaodong to teach the Yehe herdsmen to use it.
The lights serve as signals. During the day, when the sun is bright, I use mirrors to reflect them. At night, among the bonfires all over the ground, do you know which ones are sending messages for me? Moreover, these upright messengers also give full play to the characteristics of the nomadic people. There are bonfires every ten miles.
A transfer station that allowed Zhu Youcong's army to get the most timely news in less than half a day. After the expedition, the little fat man even ordered Ma Wannian to dispatch half of his bayonet troops to assist them, thus ensuring accurate updates.
Prevent the emergence of traitors and expose the entire messenger agency.
"Old beggar!" Meng Fu pointed to a broken wall of Wangheyi in the distance and continued to order: "You lead the demolition team to bury all the explosives we brought this time. Remember not to be lazy. If you do it again like the last time we bombed Liaoning
If Triton does that, we’ll let you chew through the rest of the city wall!”
"Company Commander, you don't have to be so wasteful..." Because of their previous experiences, the old beggar was very penny-pinching. This time they came out each carrying fifty kilograms of black powder, and more than ten thousand were buried in such a shabby place.
A pound of dynamite, do you want the entire station to fly into the sky?
"What do you know? I'm sure Yin Datou of the Third Company also thought of this idea. If we don't bury the Tatars who were killed in the bombing, who will be responsible?" Before becoming enemies, everyone was fishing in the same pot.
How can you not understand what the other party is thinking? Meng Fu is easy to be deceived by his own people, but when he really has the opportunity to grab the credit, he will not be stupid! Isn't it just some black powder? They are all grabbing it from the Tatars anyway.
Yes, let’s give it back to them now so that people don’t keep saying that we are just like bandits!
"Brother, do you think we can still escape with our lives this time?" Master Fan seems to have misinterpreted the knowledge in the military book. The defeated soldiers led by Mang Gurtai have been beaten for so many days. How can he
Not sad? But the confidence to win, you will understand after listening to Degerei's words. What he is thinking about now is not whether he can save Dorgon but whether he still has the life to return to Shengjing!
"It seems we are doomed this time..." He led an army of more than 500,000 people. Among them were more than 400,000 Qing warriors, the most elite at the time, including heavy cavalry. They relied on strong fortifications and were defeated by tens of thousands.
The people have been cleaned up, and now you are taking a group of frightened bear bags to challenge the powerful Northern Front Corps, and you don't have to think about the outcome?
"Then..." After hearing Mang Gurtai, one of the Four Belles, say such depressing words, Dege began to wonder if he should change his clothes so that he could retreat first.
"Tenth brother, don't even think about it! The emperor's purpose in sending us out this time is simply to worry that we will affect his morale, and at the same time block the mouths of the banner leaders..." Mang Gurtai sighed,
He continued: "Now that we have a powerful enemy in front of us and an emperor's order behind us, we are in a dilemma!"
"Report enemy troops found fifteen miles ahead!"
"Stop advancing!" Mang Gurtai didn't bother to let his men put on a defensive posture. With such a monster, it was useless to defend him in a field battle. He anxiously grabbed the spy and asked: "How many enemies are there?
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"Count...countless! It's so dark!" In fact, this is the spies trying to excuse themselves for being lazy. One of Lu Shanji's divisions and 100,000 Mongolian cavalry are placed there. A phalanx of 10,000 people is easy.
Count!
"Retreat! Escape quickly!" Those hateful Mongolian barbarians are actually following the monsters from the Ming Dynasty to come out and cause mischief. Bullying a group of remnant soldiers and defeated generals will show how majestic you are? The reaction of the Derg type is to run, how far can you run?
How far to run!
"Come back!" Mang Gurtai pointed to Wanghaiyi behind him and said: "If people can think of intercepting us here, they won't lay an ambush there? I can guarantee that if we retreat now, it will be our burial place! And!
Do you think that when we return to Shengjing, the emperor will tolerate our repeated defeats?"
"Then what should we do?" What's the matter? You can't beat me with a fight, and there's nowhere to run. If you had known I would have been captured by the Ming army like Abatai, so as not to waste so much energy.
"The whole army is stationed on the spot!" Mang Gurtai is also a bachelor. Anyway, there is no way out now, so just stay. Let the enemy do whatever they want. Don't always think about Lord Benbeile acting like a stupid roe deer.
Jump into the pit yourself. If you want to behead me, come over here. Once it's over, I can save my energy and hurry up to reincarnate!