After chasing for several miles, Zhu Cihong led the Yongwei battalion back to Beijing.

The horses under their crotches were panting, and the soldiers of the two thousand brave guard battalions were all stained with blood, and they didn't know whether it was their own or the enemy's blood, they waved their blood-drenched weapons and cheered to their heart's content.

When they returned to Beijing, they saw that the gate of Chaoyang Gate was wide open, and Chongzhen and hundreds of officials had already welcomed him outside the city gate, as well as a large number of officers and soldiers of the Beijing camp and the people who assisted in defending the city.

"Wan Sheng!"

"Wan Sheng!"

In the cheers of the crowd, the soldiers of the Yongwei Battalion held their heads high one by one, like Changshan Zhao Zilong, very proud.

Zhu Cihong smiled, but he didn't feel the slightest happiness in his heart, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, the Qing army besieging the city looked very crowded on the surface, especially the appearance of the Chinese army with the flag covering the sun, according to this scale, there were tens of thousands of people.

However, when he led the Yongwei battalion to charge into battle, the Qing army's Chinese army did not have many troops at all, and the Qing army that focused on attacking Chaoyangmen was like this, and the other gates can be imagined.

Zhu Cihong judged that the Qing army besieging Beijing City was only 20,000 at most, and half of them were surrendered Ming troops and captured people!

According to the intelligence, Dolgon should have 50,000 people in charge of the left wing army of the Qing army, and the information provided by Jinyiwei and Long Xiang was that the main force of the Qing army was still in Tianjin, and the information provided by the imperial court was that the main force of the Qing army was besieging the Beijing division.

The imperial court ordered all the Qinwang troops to be transferred to the Beijing Division, originally Zhu Cihong was against him, he believed in his own intelligence, the main force of the Qing army was in Tianjin!

However, many of the generals defending the city saw Dolgon's dragon curtain, and Zhu Cihong himself went to the city to inspect it and saw it with his own eyes.

Where is the main force of the Qing army? What did Dorgon want to do? Zhu Cihong pondered and meditated, only hating that he did not have a staff officer by his side.

On the second day, early to the top, Chongzhen ordered the burial of Ding Wenming and other dead Ming troops, posthumously crowned Ding Wenming as the general of the second grade Jinwu, and gave the post to be buried, and the son of Yin was a thousand households in Jinyi.

Subsequently, Chongzhen rewarded the soldiers of the Yongwei Battalion, Xu Sheng awarded the second rank of the Dingguo general, and the rest of the people were rewarded in turn.

Although the Qing army temporarily withdrew, it was still stationed in Tongzhou, less than thirty miles from the city of Beijing, and still posed a threat to the Beijing division, and the ministers were still a little worried.

In particular, the Tianwu army of King Qinwang in the north was harassed and intercepted by the Qing army many times along the way, which made the march extremely slow.

Using cavalry to harass and divide the enemy is the Qing army's forte, especially the infantry army, even if there are more, it can be played to death, and the Qing army's attack tactics are summarized in one sentence: attack it without worrying, mess with its combat weapons, chase it and scatter; Unless they are dispersed with stronger cavalry.

.......

Near Jingshi, hundreds of people moved south with their families, and a few years ago the Tartars went south to wreak havoc around Jingshi, and now they are here again, and the homes that have just been built for a few years have been destroyed again.

Many people are desperate and don't want to stay in Gyeonggi anymore, and who knows if Tartar will come back in a few years.

"Alas....... Daming, what's wrong? Even if there are natural disasters, but this world is either a thief or a Tartar, how should we live! ”

"We just want to live in peace for a few years, God won't let us?"

Countless people have issued a cry of despair and helplessness, not suffering from poverty but suffering from anxiety, and now they only hope that the world will be peaceful.

One of the young men made a painful decision: "After this escape, I will never return to my hometown in Zhili!" ”

Someone said: "Zhao San, if you don't return to Zhili, where can you stay for a long time?" The soldiers and horses of the Tartars have also been to Shanxi and Shandong, Henan and Shaanxi make thieves every year, so we can't escape to the south of the Yangtze River, right? ”

At that time, people paid special attention to the countryside, the difference in life between several provinces near the Yellow River was not big, and it was not far from the hometown.

This is a reasonable range that everyone can accept in their hearts, but if they really leave their homeland and flee south to the south of the Yangtze River, will they never come back?

Zhao Sandao: "Why can't you go to Jiangnan?" It was the land of Longxing in the Ming Dynasty, and the crown prince operated there for a few years, quelling all rebellions, and I heard that the government of Nanzhili also took in refugees to arrange food, shelter and work, and was also paid, and maybe they could be divided into fields......."

The man scoffed, "Nonsense! How could such a good thing be? Where do the authorities take in refugees? Can you also arrange food, housing and work? I think you're hungry and fainting, talking in your sleep, right? ”

Zhao San hurriedly said: "I didn't talk nonsense, my maternal uncle is a newspaper, and he specializes in reading "Huangming Times" in the Jingshi Newspaper Pavilion, I heard my maternal uncle say it when I was old last year!" ”

"I didn't see that you still have a literate uncle, but I still don't believe it, the official master will thank God for burning high incense if he doesn't let us go, how can it be possible to divide the fields."

Li Xin, a white-robed scholar in the crowd, said: "What he said is true, I have been to Fengyang Mansion in Nanzhili, and the local government does take in refugees, and also arrange food, housing and work, and young and strong soldiers can also get fifty acres of fertile land, and those who are willing to reclaim the land can also get the fields." ”

"What you said is true?" A group of people surrounded Li Xindao, their eyes full of hope.

Zhao San said: "This is Henan Li Gongzi, a man who lifts people!" ”

As soon as they heard that this son was a lifter, everyone immediately believed it, and the status of the scholar was still very high.

Li Xin originally wanted to meet the crown prince, but he didn't have a chance at all, the crown prince was not only busy every day, but also couldn't tolerate him to meet him closely, Li Xin had no choice but to return to his hometown in Henan and wait for the imperial examination a year later.

In the afternoon, when the refugees who had fled south were resting, chaos appeared without warning, first in the southernmost part of the country, and then in an overwhelming shout.

"Here comes the Tartars! Run......."

"What's going on?" Li Xin was startled and pulled a fugitive who passed by to ask.

The man ignored him, and in times of crisis, he didn't care what kind of scholar you were, and if you didn't kick you over, he respected you.

Zhao San ran over and said, "Li Gongzi, the Tartar is here, cut it when you see someone, run quickly......"

As he spoke, he took Li Xin's salute and pulled Li Xin to run.

Thousands of Qing cavalry rushed in, frightened all the refugees, the catastrophe some time ago is still vivid, countless neighbors were killed for no reason, property was robbed, houses were burned, is it possible that the tragedy will be repeated again?

The panicked people were like chickens, ducks and geese that had been fried, and while they were noisy, they all packed up the few few possessions they had, and fled with their families and mouths.

However, this Qing cavalry did not stop at all, and even did not let out a fart when passing by the refugee camp, and went in the direction of Tongzhou as if fleeing for their lives.

Everyone was frightened, and they didn't know why, this is not like the style of the Tartars, is it disdainful of robbing us poor people?

After a while, they finally knew why the Tartars didn't stop robbing people and food, and it turned out that there were more Ming troops chasing them behind.

The earthquake trembled, the banners hunted, and the cavalry of the tens of thousands of heavenly martial arts army chased thousands of eight banner soldiers all the way like a torrent of steel, vowing to crush all the flies that only dared to attack!

"I'll it! It's so windy! Zhao San, who was hiding behind the big tree, sighed.

"The officers and soldiers are good!"

"Wow, that's Long Qiye, is it the Tianwu Army?"

"Fuck those shitty Tartars!"

“.......”

Li Xin was originally a little worried about the safety of the Jingshi, but when he saw the strong Tianwu Army, his originally hanging heart landed safely.

.........