October 12, on the Bohai Bay.

A fleet of nearly 100 ships appeared in the Bohai Bay.

Wearing a mink military hat and heavy winter clothes, You Degao appeared on the bow of the fleet's flagship Sun Wu.

"Is the landing force ready?"

Glancing at Jin Zhouwei, who was in a panic in the north of the fleet, You Degao asked indifferently to Jiang Baolin on the side.

Jiang Baolin, the captain of the Sun Wu, hurriedly replied: "Report to the governor, all the officers and soldiers have been prepared, just waiting for the order." ”

"Okay, let's start landing, the fleet is ready for artillery cover."

With You Degao's order, the frigates in this Han fleet immediately began to move closer to the shore.

Jinzhou, which was later known as Dalian, had a natural harbor and was therefore also chosen as a landing site by Youdegao.

Liu Ximing did not have the idea of directly allowing the Manchus to return to Shenyang, and the area around Liaodong was also the homeland of China, so it was naturally necessary to take it back.

The fleet led by You Degao came from Shandong, and after requisitioning the original ships of the Ming Navy Division in Shandong, the entire fleet carried two divisions of troops from Dengzhou and arrived at Jinzhou easily along Changdao and other islands.

After the Manchu Qing Dynasty entered the customs, many forces in Liaodong were drawn into the pass, and the population of Jinzhou City is now only more than 2,000 people, with 300 soldiers and horses.

In the face of the attack of two divisions of the Han army, the Qing army in Jinzhou did not even think about it, and directly surrendered more than a dozen Jianzhou Zhushen in the city to the Han army.

After that, all the way including Fuzhou, Gaizhou, Haizhou and other places were basically like this, and the cities of the Qing army, which were empty inside, were just like the Ming army when they saw Duoduo and others, and they directly opened the city and surrendered.

On October 20, when Dolgon and the others walked out of the capital, this division of the Han army had already arrived at the city of Shenyang.

Faced with the sudden appearance of the Han army outside the city, the Manchu Shengjing City was panicked.

As a nation, the Manchus themselves have very few people, and they have always been a mixture of Manchus and Hans since the beginning of wild boar skins.

So when You Degao personally led the soldiers and horses to rush into Shengjing City, the whole city was in mourning.

"Pass the order to go down and identify the real Tartars in the city, these people are of great use to me, and the other Han people all ask to shave off the pig's tail and let them be human again."

"Whoa"

The excited Han soldiers immediately moved into action in the city, and there was a wail in Shengjing City.

On the streets of Shengjing, the soldiers of the Han army set up shaving picks and shaved one when they caught one.

Yan Dong, the marquis of the 103rd Division, saw a Han man who was panicking and wanted to run back from the mouth of the alley, and a man caught him back with a brisk walk.

"The governor of Youdu has an order, the Han people are not allowed to keep pigs' tails, don't you know, come and shave your hair."

Yan Dong squeezed the man tightly in his hand, and he was about to drag it towards his shaving head.

"Please, military master, don't cut the whip of the slave, this is something left by the ancestors, if you cut it, it will kill people when the masters kill it."

The man burst into tears, hugging Yan Dong's thigh and refusing to leave.

"Get up, Lao Tzu will let you get up."

Yan Dong's face was full of anger, and seeing that the man still refused to let go, he slapped the man directly in the face.

"Bastard, you are Han, not a slave, your ancestors didn't pass on this dog-like thing to you."

Yan Dong pinched the man's chin, stared at his frightened eyes, and sprayed word by word in his face:

"You remember to Lao Tzu, Han'er will never be a slave!"

"Wow"

After that, Yan Dong didn't drag it anymore, grabbed this person's pig tail and cut it off directly.

"Han'er will never be a slave!"

Hearing the conversation between Yan Dong and this man, the Han soldiers on the entire street all roared loudly, roaring in the hearts of the Han Army Eight Banners in Shengjing.

Is this the end of my Qing Dynasty?

~~~

Ten days later, Dolgon and others, who had walked from the capital to Shanhaiguan in fear, received the bad news from Shengjing.

"Master, Shengjing is gone, Liaodong is gone, and the Han people took advantage of the absence of their masters to occupy the entire Liaodong."

"Boom"

Dolgon's brain was confused, and he immediately spat out a mouthful of old blood.

"Poof"

"The Han people deceive people too much!"

Zilharang fainted directly.

Looking at the five-star red flag hanging on the Shanhai Pass in front of him, the more than 100,000 horses of the Manchu Qing Dynasty wanted to cry without tears.

Changshengtian, now the cavalry troops of the Han people are hanging behind their buttocks, and their own nests have been occupied again, where to go, which has become the first question that the Manchu Qing Dynasty needs to think about.

In the carriage of the Qing army's convoy, Da Yuer hugged her lover with tears in her eyes.

"Lord Wang, Fulin is still young, please come up with an idea as soon as possible."

Dolgon's eyes were distracted, "Take the idea, what idea can you take, I don't know if we can pass this mountain pass." ”

"Regret shouldn't have been in the first place"

Dorgon screamed.

"Otherwise, let's surrender to the King of Han, the Han people in Fujing will have a chance to kill us, but in the end let us out of the city, it can be seen that there is still some room for mitigation in this matter."

Da Yu'er suggested to Dolgon.

Dolgon shook his head with a pale face, "No, Liu Ximing, the king of Han, claims to be a staunch nationalist, and in order to appease the anger of the Han people, he will definitely not tolerate us and others." ”

"You know, the Mandate of Heaven Khan almost killed millions of Han people in Liaodong back then, what a big hatred this must be, not to mention that Duoduo and they are still committing massacres in Yangzhou, can these Han people forget, do we dare to forget?"

Dolgon now hates his own Lao Tzu wild boar skin in his heart, you killed the Han people is cool, but now you have to pull all the people to accompany the funeral.

In the carriage, the two of them hugged their heads and cried.

"Lord Wang, someone is here at Shanhaiguan."

A cry of surprise awakens Dorgon and Da Yu'er from their grief.

Now that Zilharan had fainted, Dolgon was the only one left in charge.

In the tall Shanhaiguan gate ahead, a team of nearly 100 people quickly approached the Manchu convoy.

The first person to hold the Golden Festival battle was Gu Yanwu, who Liu Ximing arranged to wait for Dolgon and the others here.

Gu Yanwu, who is only 33 years old this year, is full of spirit, wearing a mink crown on his head, wearing a big red official uniform of the five grades of the Han Dynasty, and approaching the Manchu convoy under the escort of a group of mighty Han cavalry.

"By the order of the king of the Han Dynasty, summon the leaders of Zhushen, Fulin, Dolgon, and others to come and see them."

Gu Yanwu walked in front of the Manchu convoy and refused to go any further, but directly raised the knot battle in his hand on the horse, and shouted proudly.

Jianzhou Zhenyu, who was in charge of opening the road in front, looked at Gu Yanwu with an angry face.

The Han soldiers who were in charge of protecting Gu Yanwu immediately glared back even more fiercely.

"What Zhushen chief? I'm not dead yet! ”

The news from ahead reached Dolgon and Da Yu'er's car, and Dolgon immediately roared loudly.

"Regent, does that man see or don't you see?"

Dolgon's face darkened again when he finished growling.

"See, why don't you see, this king will take His Majesty over now."

"The Regent"

There was a wail in the Manchu convoy.

If Dolgon just went to meet a messenger of the king of Han with Fu Lin like this, where would the face of the Qing Dynasty go?

Dolgon stepped on the carriage frame, looked at the goose feathers and snow falling from the sky, and then looked at the surrounding Zhushen men, women, and children, and couldn't help but weep:

"What kind of face do you want, haven't we already turned back into the Zhushen people now, the army is gone, the Hanchen is gone, even the clothed minions are gone, and now it is a blessing to let the clansmen live."

With that, Dorgon jumped straight out of the carriage, turned around and picked up Fulin and walked towards the front team.

In front of the Manchu convoy, Gu Yanwu looked indifferently at Dolgon, holding Fu Lin and walking towards him in the snow.

A happy smile flashed across Gu Yanwu's face.

Do you have a lot of people today?

If it weren't for the mission, Gu Yanwu really wanted to raise his head and laugh.

The sky is above, and the great revenge of my Chinese people will be avenged sooner or later.

"The king of Han has an order, and the leaders of Zhushen, Fulin, Dolgon, and Zilharang, receive the order."

When Dolgon and the others walked to the front of the convoy, Gu Yanwu directly read aloud.

Dolgon's face turned grim, and Fulin had been put down by him, his hands clenched until they clicked.

He tilted his head suddenly, "I, the Qing Dynasty, am not a minister of the Han Kingdom, and I don't know what the will is." ”

"Hehe, it's about the will of your 200,000 tribesmen to live, and you won't accept it?"

Gu Yanwu rode on the horse and teased.