In 1689, the fifth year of Yuanxing of the Han Dynasty, the beginning of 'spring'.

This year's winter was long, the winter snow was very thick, and the rolling wind and snow almost accumulated to the knees, until the third lunar month, the northern land was still white with snow, and there was no sign of digestion. The road turned difficult, only after crossing the first line of the Qinling Huai River, the situation was barely alleviated, and on both sides of the muddy official road, you can finally see some green and brittle grass 'exposed' out.

The war that began last autumn is still ongoing. The Shenzhou Continent was raging in all directions.

In the late autumn of last year, in response to the military adventures of Taiwan's Zheng Jing group, the Han Empire finally reacted 'fiercely', and to everyone's expectations, the revenge of this military empire was so stormy, like a leopard that was 'provoked', desperate to deal a fatal blow to the enemy who offended her.

Immediately after the expulsion of the peace envoy Chen Jinnan, the General Staff Headquarters of the Han Dynasty ordered the Central Plains Corps to 'draw' and transfer 'elite' troops from Shandong, Henan, and northern Jiangsu to the south to carry out a large-scale sweep and sweep out the remnants of the local warlord troops, bandits, spontaneous 'sexual' cottages, and landlord militia forces, so as to complete the military occupation. The Central Prominent Army, with the Twelfth Army's Wang Fuchen Division as the main force, swept down the Yangtze River from Anhui until it entered Nanjing, and opened a decisive battle with the main force of the Taiwan Army under the city of Nanjing.

However, the war situation in the Northwest Theater is quite passive, in the current political and military situation, in the game last autumn, the Han Empire was shamefully betrayed by the Horqin Department, an ally of the 'Mongolian' ancient allies, and just before the outbreak of the Northwest War, the 'Mongolian' and Cuban civil wars, which were quite disdainful of the government and the opposition, came to an end temporarily.

In the vast 'Mongolian' ancient grassland, Korqin and Geldan took Ikezhao, Ordos, Ulanqab, Dharamzadagade, and Kulun as the actual military ceasefire lines, divided each other's spheres of influence, and tacitly made military deployments within the Great Wall.

According to the spy reports of the Han Empire's ordnance and grain statistics over the past few months, since October last year, in the eastern steppes, a large number of 'elite' cavalry units that had originally confronted the Dzungar Khanate have turned south and stationed themselves along various important strongholds along the Great Wall, hoarding fodder, grain, ordnance, gunpowder, and other materials.

By now, the border cities of the Han Empire have long been silently 'sexual' to begin martial law, and the flow of people, materials, and merchant groups from inside the Guannai to outside the Sai has been greatly reduced, and local officials in Shanxi, Zhili, and even Ningjin, Nuergan and other provinces have received secret orders and began to strictly investigate public security, count the war-ready warehouses, sort out the dilapidated official roads and bridges, clean up the remote population, and strengthen the armed and organized training of the militia strongmen. The already loose and hypocritical military alliance between the Han Empire and Korqina was essentially disintegrated, and whether war broke out was only a question of whether the fuse was appropriate.

Therefore, under this situation, the border fronts of northern China were tightened everywhere, and along the border line of Shaanxi and Shanxi to the east, thousands of kilometers long, there was only one main corps, that is, Zhao Guangyuan's Northern Front Corps, and the regular army under its jurisdiction was not more than 50,000 men, and the rest were only the local troops under the control of the provinces, the subordinate army of the 'Mongolian' and ancient ministries that were subordinate, and the Duwei army and those auxiliary militia units under the jurisdiction of the Metropolitan Procuratorate.

And on the front line of the Northwest Battlefield, Zhao Liangdong's Corps, which is responsible for the frontal defense of the Northwest Gate, has a total strength of less than 30,000 people, but it is responsible for the defense of two provinces. They can only retain more than 2,000 emergency response troops.

In October last year, when he heard that the Zhungar Iron Cavalry had invaded the territory, the Imperial Emperor Lin Feng was shocked and lost his 'color', and urgently 'drawn' two thousand guards and iron cavalry to help, Zhao Liangdong shouted long live when he greeted the holy decree, and when he finished sleeping at night, he was 'confused' and 'confused' and said to the concubine in a daze: "Your Majesty found a ten-pound altar, but asked me to brew wine for a hundred people!" ”

The so-called "drop in the bucket" is probably like this.

The only consolation is that the lesson left by His Majesty the Emperor in Xinzhou, Shanxi Province that year was too profound, although Geldan sat on tens of thousands of iron cavalry, but he never dared to launch a large-scale invasion, and the situation on the front remained in a small-scale 'riot' harassment, plunder, retaliation and counter-retaliation tug-of-war, and the main forces of both sides were far behind the battle line, waiting to wait and see.

A lot of people should be very disappointed by this.

After the outbreak of the war in the northwest, after urgent consultations in the center of the empire, the General Staff decided to split the Central Plains Ruike Corps, saying that the nearly 70,000 troops of the department were cut in half, and in the severe cold of early winter, half of them braved the wind and snow to march westward with all their might, and quickly reinforced Zhao Liangdong's department; The other half, under the leadership of Yulin General Ruike, with the 12th Army's Wang Fuchen's Department as the main force, passed through Hubei and followed the Yangtze River, and under the strategy of Wang Dahai of the Southern Corps, they went straight to Nanjing, intending to defeat the main force of Taiwan's Zheng Jingsuo's army in one fell swoop, and take Nanjing on the spot.

From the perspective of the overall battlefield environment, the situation in the Nanjing Theater can be described as extremely complicated, and the three forces are desperately competing around this famous capital of the ages. Among them, the declining power is still sitting in the inner city of Nanjing, the "Prince of the Qing Dynasty" - according to the age, this prince is 82 years old this year, frankly speaking, in the "Qing Dynasty" such stormy years, this old man can actually persist in surviving in this difficult situation, it is indeed an admirable thing.

You must know that in China now, all kinds of "spring" palace paintings, "sex", "medicine", and divine oil that mark the "Aixin Jueluo" brand are all over the street, and even on the street where his mansion is located, from time to time there are middle-aged "women" and "women" holding children suddenly come out, with a mysterious expression to the pedestrians patting the 'chest' and assuring: "Do you want to paint?" A full set, Taizu's secret play, Taizong's mastery, the regent vs. the old queen, Fulin's 'chaotic', the big 'jade' and Kangxi Xiaozhengtai, and the thirteen grids are all available, absolutely XXOO Baojun is satisfied......"

It can be said that hearing such rumors, even a slightly shameless dog will commit suicide, let alone His Royal Highness Prince Jane, who is a royal prince.

But he is still tenacious, persevering, unabandoned, and violently 'chaotic' to survive, not only that, but the health is actually quite good, according to rumors, this eighty-year-old man, occasionally will buy a copy of the "regent vs. big 'jade'" of the 'fine' edition to find Fu Jin to imitate so two or three times.

Lin Feng, who was far away in Beijing, occasionally thought of this venerable old man, and sometimes had to admire it.

Over the years, under the blow of cruel reality, the army he can control is shrinking day by day, slowly changing from more than 200,000 to more than 100,000, and then to tens of thousands, and finally there are more than 16,000 Eight Banner soldiers left at hand, and the territory has also changed from a few provinces to a Jiangsu, half a province, more than ten counties, and a Nanjing.

From the beginning of the war to the present, the two armies entrenched outside the city of Nanjing did not count him as a person at all, and even when the Taiwan army hit the city of Nanjing, it almost didn't bother to put out the siege posture on the surface, and directly sent a messenger to swagger in from the main 'gate' to bargain with the leader of the anti-counterfeit army in charge of the city.

But at this moment, when the price has not been negotiated, the Han army killed it at a lightning speed, starting from Xunyang Mansion in Hubei, almost a thousand kilometers of journey, this southbound army did not even fight a decent battle, fighting Wuchang - Yang Qilong died of illness without a fight, and his subordinates were scattered; Crossing the Yellow River, the Qing troops defending the river flocked one after another, scrambling to provide food, boats, and ammunition supplies to assist in the march, and nearly 40,000 troops were like a dream, smoothly all the way to the city of Nanjing.

When they were about to go to the battlefield, many artillery units lifted their gun jackets only to find that they didn't know when, even a thick layer of rust had grown in the gun chamber.

The green battalion of the puppet Qing Nanjing Han Army, which originally planned to take advantage of the situation to be loyal to the "King of Yanping County of the Ming Dynasty", had to put on a correct posture again, and righteously and solemnly showed to the envoy of Zheng Jing that his incomparable loyalty to the Qing Dynasty and his sincere love that suddenly broke out from the depths of his heart, and clearly told the other party: It is absolutely impossible to surrender now.

It is reported that when Prince Jane Rabu heard the news, he was relieved, first burst into tears, then looked up to the sky and laughed three times, and then suddenly cried again, and finally, sent someone to find a jar of 'flower' carving and drank it like mud.

When the Taiwanese army and the Han Empire fought desperately in the rumbling cannons, the inner city was full of tears, every house had runny noses, every household let out sad sounds, those who heard it were bitter, and those who saw it wept.

The battle in Nanjing entered the fourth month, in the first battle in the early winter of last year, Taiwan's Zheng Jingsuo was almost defeated by the first battle, the main force of the Chinese army more than 14,000 musketeers suffered heavy losses, about 2,200 people were killed on the spot, and twice as many soldiers were injured.

In the past few months, Zheng Jing has been ignoring the painstaking advice of his adviser Chen Jinnan and General Liu Guoxuan, and has been constantly 'drawing' troops from Fujian and Taiwan to reinforce the front line, in an attempt to relieve the siege of the main force trapped in Nanjing.

However, the news from the north in April 1689 completely annihilated the faint hope, and His Majesty the Emperor of the Han Empire, who had already arrived near Nanjing a few days ago, had arrived near Nanjing, and the troops accompanying him were: the Second Cavalry Corps, the Fourth Infantry Corps, and the Fifth Artillery Corps of the Guards Corps; The main force of the Central Plains Ma Ying Corps is nearly 70,000 people; The main force of the Southern Wang Dahai Corps is nearly 30,000 people, and the total strength of the auxiliary militia and the requisitioned people is almost more than 350,000.

Before the army arrived, Jiangnan was terrified.

Far behind the Nanjing front, the puppet Qing troops in Guangxinfu, Hangzhou, Jinhua, Quzhoufu, and other places were still waiting to see and surrender when they heard the news, and the warlord leaders in various places personally led people to report the results, and if it were not for the naval fleet of Taiwan's Zheng Ching-jun still active in the Yangtze River and coastal areas, I am afraid that almost the entire Jiangnan would be bloodless.

The Nanjing Theater is becoming clearer and clearer, since the middle of March, the reinforcements and supplies arriving from the upper reaches of the Yangtze River have been unloading ships day and night, and the strength of the Rick Corps has been continuously increased, and with the increasing number of artillery, the gradual disappearance of the severe cold climate, the scope of activities of the Han army is also getting larger and larger, to the present, the strength advantage of Taiwan's Zheng Jing troops has been leveled, the firepower advantage has also been lost, the logistics line is tight everywhere, and the fleet's covering operations are becoming more and more inadequate, so we have to begin to gradually abandon some important fortresses and defense lines. The troops were contracted and concentrated, moving closer to the Yangtze River water transportation line, and assuming a posture of retreating at any time.

On April 11, Lin Feng, the emperor of the Han Empire, arrived in Wuyi County, stationed in Wuyi County, and drove nearly 40,000 troops to camp in and out of the city, wrapping this small city tightly, the residents of the county got up early in the morning, everyone was stunned, I don't know when, the streets and alleys were full of troops, looking up, the eyes were full of guards officers and soldiers wearing red splendid military uniforms.

Hearing that the holy driver is here, the generals who led the battle on the southern front, including Rick, Wang Fuchen and other front-line generals, rushed to see the driver, and for a while, together with the feudal officials and cultural celebrities from all over the country, they were in a hurry, and the guests were like a stream.

Wang Fuchen cautiously followed behind Rick, through the overlapping forbidden army posts, directly against the driving place, far away, more than ten battles, Lin Feng's figure was still only a vague outline, and the salute officer shouted unceremoniously: "Jiangzuo Governor, Yulin General Rick?" Rachel, the town army lieutenant general Wang Fuchen was edicted to see the driver!! - Kneel!! ——”

He dragged out a long pitch, and Rick and Wang Fuchen immediately knelt on the ground, bowed their heads and kowtowed, and praised loudly: "Long live my emperor!" Banzai!! Hooray!! ……”

Standing up again, the salute sang again: "Kneel again!" ……”

So he knelt down again, kowtowed, and shouted: "Long live the emperor!!" ……”

Unconsciously, the two generals felt sweat on their heads, and they only felt that they were really tired than fighting a battle, and finally finished it, shook their sleeves and stood up, and the official of the Ministry of Rites who spoke like a song shouted again: "Kneel again!" ……”

…… Lin Feng smiled and looked at the two generals who were sweating profusely, and didn't feel that there was anything wrong with the etiquette just now, seeing that the two of them were stopped by the official in charge of etiquette from a distance, he waved his hand, "It's okay, two Aiqing come forward!" ”

The atmosphere was serious, and unconsciously, Rick suddenly felt that this scene was so solemn and solemn, he peeked at Lin Feng tremblingly, and a strange thought suddenly appeared in his heart: he had only been out to fight for a few months, how could this King suddenly seem to be a different person, looking so strange, as if he had just met someone.

Thinking of the chance encounter in Linji County, Fujian Province at that time, and the scenes of the attack on Beijing, the battle of Tuhai, the killing of Liaodong, and the bloody battle of Geerdan, he seemed to be surprised to think that the comrade-in-arms who was talking and laughing with him and was on the bloody battlefield was the same person as the emperor sitting on the dragon chair in front of him?!!