Chapter 292: Jiangyin Resists the Qing Dynasty
In the water town area of the south of the Yangtze River, it is actually a very stupid thing to use a horse team to assault, but at present, the cavalry regiment of the Fu Han army is not many soldiers, and more than 600 cavalry mainly play a deterrent role, and recruit the green battalion soldiers of the Qing court all the way in front to help the Fu Han army take the entire Jiangnan in a shorter time.
"Da Da Da ......"
With the sound of crisp horses' hooves, Ning Ze, the new commander of the cavalry regiment, pulled out the saber refined by the Hanyang Gun Factory from the saddle and shouted, "Draw the sword, follow me!" ”
More than 600 cavalry of the Fu Han Army dressed in red rushed to the front first, and dozens of miles behind them, the soldiers and horses of the first division were still in the back, and the cavalry of the Fu Han army in front forced the Qing army all the way to surrender the Qing army, and the soldiers of the first division in the rear took over the counties of Zhenjiang Prefecture all the way.
If you encounter a large force of the Qing army, the cavalry is only circling around the left, waiting for the arrival of the rear army and then launching a fierce attack, but if it is only a small group of people, then the cavalry will choose to go down with a drum and directly collapse the formation of the Qing army.
In this era, it seems very unwise for the main general to lead the charge, but in fact, it is mainly to boost morale, especially as the leader of the army, if he does not have the courage to take the initiative to cut people, it will be a big problem.
In the early years, the Eight Banners soldiers all came out of the deep mountains and old forests, and they were not afraid of death and dared to die, so they could win many battles against the Ming army, but now in the Qing court, there is no such bravery, except for the Eight Banners outside the Guanwai, the Mongolian Eight Banners and the Wild Jurchen, the other Eight Banners have basically been completely abandoned. Even the soldiers of the Eight Banners of the Beijing Banner have been corroded by wealth.
The Qing army in the south of the Yangtze River was originally from a wealthy background, and its combat power and morale were not as good as the northern soldiers, and even the Huguang soldiers were inferior, so it was almost difficult to carry it under the attack of the Fu Han army.
Thousands of soldiers of the Green Battalion held shotguns in their hands, looking at the oncoming cavalry of the Fu Han Army with panicked expressions, their hands trembling slightly, and then they leveled the shotguns again.
A thousand general manager held the waist knife in his hand, a trace of cold sweat flowed on his forehead, he pursed his lips, looked at the rushing cavalry in front of him, and slashed the waist knife down.
"Fire!"
"Bang ......"
The shotgunners of the Qing army pulled the trigger, but the inferior muskets were only half fired, and a small part were dumb. The cavalry of the Fu Han Army that rushed on the opposite side only fell a dozen cavalry.
Unlike the Fu Han army, the Qing army's shotgunners had no grenades, no barbed wire, not even a few decent artillery, only a few sub-cannons that could still be fired, roaring on the side, and the miserable sound of horses came from the horse team of the Fu Han army.
The saber in Ning Ze's hand was firmly fixed on his hand by the strip of cloth, and the others rushed over with the momentum of the horse, and slashed down with a knife, only to see a Qing army green battalion soldier being cut down with a knife. At this time, the horse team of the Fu Han army was like a red-hot iron skewer, and it was fiercely plunged into the broken tofu of the Qing army.
Qing Jun Qianzong was slashed in the chest, although he was already thinking about surrendering, but on the battlefield, he was no longer allowed to make other choices, when the long knife was chopped down, he didn't even know how to resist, blood flowed out of his chest, and soon the whole land was soaked red......
The soldier of the Fu Han Army who hacked Qian Zong to death didn't know how much he had created, he just followed the other soldiers and continued to charge forward, in Ning Ze's words, this tactic is called chiseling, chiseling through the enemy, chiseling through everything.
Under the repeated charging and killing of the Fu Han army's horse team, rows of Qing soldiers fell, and the others had already given up resistance, and they began to run towards the rear, and many more began to raise their hands......
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In Jiangyin County, the capital of Changzhou, the people in the city have spontaneously cut their braids and waited for the arrival of the Fu Han army, while the original Qing army in the city was only more than 200 people, and now most of them have been killed, and some people chose to defect and follow the people to occupy Jiangyin City, waiting for the arrival of the Fu Han army.
If it is placed in other places, I am afraid that this matter will be appalling, but in Jiangyin, it is a natural thing. The people spontaneously held swords and wore filial piety clothes, walked out of their homes, and gathered in the city to pay tribute to Jiangyin City 76 years ago.
A heavy sorrow enveloped the city, and their faces were stained with tears, but the hatred for the Qing court in their hearts had been accumulated for more than 70 years and turned into a murderous knife.
The schoolyard in the east of the city has now become a place of execution, where hundreds of Qing soldiers and several Qing court officials were escorted here, and the surrounding area was crowded with the people of Jiangyin with hatred.
Jiangyin County Commander Deng Tan had been stripped of his official clothes, his quilt was erected on a wooden frame, and a naked man was holding a set of delicate knives, waiting beside him.
For the Qing Dynasty, Deng Tan can be regarded as a great loyal minister, even when it is time for life and death at this moment, he did not beg the people of Jiangyin City for mercy, but just looked at this scene coldly.
He already has a will to die in his heart, so naturally he doesn't care how to die, as long as he can fulfill his loyalty to the Qing Dynasty, Deng Tan will already be satisfied.
An old man with a disheveled head, supported by several men, slowly walked to the execution platform on crutches, but every step he took, he would gasp for a long time, but after he went up, no one dared to make a sound.
A trace of sarcasm appeared on Deng Tan's face, who was originally silent, "Feng Yu, I thought you could endure it for a long time, but I didn't expect to jump out now, maybe Chu Yi can give you something when the time comes?" Is it Shangshu, or is it Shilang? ”
The old man named Feng Yu looked at the old man, the gray-haired man shook his head slightly, and said in a low voice: "The old man is eighty and seven this year, no matter how big the book is, or a waiter, how can the old man sit down?" ”
Deng Tan sneered, but he no longer looked at Feng Yu and closed his eyes to show his inner disdain.
Seeing that Deng Tan was so arrogant when he was dying, the people of Jiangyin County suddenly let out an angry roar, they wanted to smash their own things and smash this madman to death on the spot, but they were afraid that they would smash him to death like this.
Feng Yu gently slammed the crutches to the ground, but the people in the audience, who were still noisy, began to quiet down, and they looked at Feng Yu with a bit of reverence on their faces.
"Decay....... Seven out of eighty this year, surviving so far, I really have a breath in my heart that I haven't ..... If it is brought underground like this, the old decay will not be able to explain to the ancestors! ”
Feng Yu glanced around at everyone, sighed softly and said: "Seventy-five years ago, that is, in the first year of my Ming Dynasty, the people of Jiangyin encountered a shocking disaster, the Qing army went south to attack my Jiangyin, Yan Gong, Chen Gong and my ancestors led the people of the whole city to resist the Qing Dynasty. ”
Hearing Feng Yu talk about the past, Deng Tan's face changed, he seemed to feel that something was wrong, and he wanted to kill the old man on the spot, but he was tied to a wooden frame, plus several people were escorted, but it was difficult to move, and he was angry and anxious at the moment, but his face became red.
"The three dukes of Jiangyin led 100,000 city citizens to face the strong attack of the 240,000 Qing army, but they held on for a full eighty-one days!"
Feng Yu's voice began to become a little angry, he didn't want to recall that painful past, but he forced himself to remember every detail clearly.
Feng Yu, who was only twelve years old at that time, experienced the most difficult eighty-one days in his life, under the siege of the lonely city, the people of Jiangyin were destined to have no rescue, and 240,000 Qing soldiers surrounded such a small county town, plus more than 200 red-coated cannons, and launched a siege that lasted day and night.
And the people of Jiangyin City are not to be outdone, in these eighty-one days, under the leadership of the three dukes of the Qing Dynasty, from bombardment to strong crossbows, from deception to stealing camps, it can be said that all methods have been exhausted, and at the last moment, Yan Yingyuan sat alone in the enemy tower in Dongcheng, asked for a pen, and wrote on the door:
"Eighty days with allegiance, the seventeenth dynasty of Taizu; 100,000 people died with one heart and left 300 miles of rivers and mountains in the Ming Dynasty. ”
Feng Yu thought of this scene of the past, and couldn't help but burst into tears, Jiangyin instructor Feng Houdun was the elder of his clan, and later chose to hang himself in Minglun Hall in official clothes, and his wife and sister chose to die by throwing themselves into the well. Qi Xun in the middle book, all living beings allowed to use it, closed the door, and set himself on fire.
"After Jiangyin was later captured, the Qing army slaughtered the city in the city, and the inner and outer city rivers, the Tripping River, the Sun Lang Zhongchi, the Yudai River, the Tongta River, and the Baojiaochang River were filled with corpses everywhere, and there were several stacks, and there were more than 200 people .....who cast the four wells alone."
"Lao Yu was twelve years old at the time, and he escaped this life by luck, and now that the king is coming, the people of Jiangyin should also rise up, destroy the Tartars, and restore my homeland!"
By the time Feng Yu told him bit by bit, the people in the audience were already boiling, and they poured into the audience, their faces turned red, and they waved their arms and shouted: "Punish the thief!" Punish the thief! ”
Deng Tan's face at this time had a sneer, "Don't think that my imperial army is empty, when the imperial army marches south in the future, it will be the time for you to fall!" ”
Seeing that Deng Tan dared to be so arrogant, Feng Yu's face turned cold, and he waved his hand lightly, and the executioner stepped forward, opened Deng Tan's clothes, covered his body with a layer of fishing nets, and then found a silver knife from the knife in his arms, and began to torture him.
The people in the audience all applauded, seeing the flesh and blood flying on the stage, but they only felt extremely happy.
On August 15, the people of Jiangyin rebelled against the Qing Dynasty, and then sent someone to Ning Yu to hand over the book of Guishun, Ning Yu was overjoyed, and then Feng Yu's grandson Feng Daoheng was named the Jiangyin County Order, responsible for pacifying the people in the county to ensure a smooth transition.
Soon, the people from the military intelligence department told Ning Yu everything that happened in Jiangyin, and Ning Yu was a little silent, he understood everything that Jiangyin had endured, and he understood everything that the people were thinking.
"A message to pedestrians to cover their noses, the living are not as fragrant as the dead!"
"It's not enough to punish traitors, we can't forget these heroes, let alone the sacrifices and efforts they have made!"
Ning Yu tried hard to suppress the excitement in his heart, he clenched his fists and said in a deep voice: "Let's erect a martyr's shrine here, not only to commemorate the three princes who resisted the Qing Dynasty, but also to pay tribute to the hundreds of thousands of people who died and injured in Jiangyin City!" ”
Li Fu figured out his lord's temperament very early, he naturally didn't feel strange, and said lightly: "My subordinates will arrange for someone to go to Jiangyin County to build such a martyr's shrine, please rest assured." ”
Ning Yu nodded lightly, and then said: "In addition, the people of Jiangyin City are exempt from taxes for three years, as a favor. If there be such widows and widows in the city, let them give them some money and take care of them. ”
When he heard this, Li Fu's brows frowned slightly, it was okay to say that the martyrs' shrine in front of him could be done without spending any money, but the conditions behind it were to pay real money, so he said euphemistically: "If it is exempt from taxes, it will be fine, but if this lonely widow gives money, we will have more silver." ”
The problem of paying money will always make people's heads big, and Ning Yu will naturally be no exception, in order to maintain so many main divisions of the Fu Han Army, the silver money required was originally an astronomical amount, and after taking Jiangnan, there were more places to spend money, which made Ning Yu a little distressed.
"Ahem, this money should be spent now! It's worth it! ”
Ning Yu was a little embarrassed, his big hands and feet had given Li Fu a headache for a long time, but he couldn't change it, and he was a little helpless at the moment.
"The so-called Qianjin City Bone, we give Jiangyin real benefits today, they will become our staunchest supporters in the future, and they can also let more people in more places understand our Fu Han Army, so that they can really support our Fu Han Army!"
To put it bluntly, there are loyalty and righteousness in this world, but there are also interests in it. One loyalty alone may make people sell their lives once, and it may be okay to sell their lives twice, but what if there are too many times? When the time comes, it will be difficult to make them shed blood for the world.
After this incident, the atmosphere in the entire Jiangnan was invigorated, and many people knew the sincerity of the Fu Han Army, and began to choose to hook up with the Fu Han Army, although there was nothing substantial, but it was enough to make Yang Zongren, who was still in Suzhou, feel the panic in Fazi's heart.
Cao Fu, a twenty-year-old son, now looks almost forty years old, and the whole person's spirit has become very sluggish, he has received definite news that the entire Cao family has been captured by the Fu Han army, and his ancestors Cao Zhenyan and Cao Xi have been crushed by the Fu Han army.
An indescribable emotion surged into Cao Fu's heart, he knew in his heart that the two armies were fighting, and he naturally did everything he could, but he was naturally extremely resentful about the Fu Han army being wiped out like this, but he didn't have a clue what to do.
It's really hard in this world..... How did it get to this point?