In the autumn of the fifteenth year of Chongzhen in history, Shengjing was also a strong soldier, but they punished the treachery of the Ming Dynasty and went south to plunder, but this time, it was a battle for survival.

The Qing State took the Jianzhou Jurchens as the main force, the battle for survival, the entire Jianzhou this time was the whole clan, there were fifty or sixty-year-old people with pale braids, and there were also fourteen or fifteen-year-old children, and even the disabled people who were cut off by Mao Jue at the beginning, and their hands were no longer able to pull the bow and exert force.

The mules and horses neighed, the crowds were crowded, but they also admired this fighting nation, there was not much sadness in the farewell of his wife and children, some only encouragement, and there was a half-grown boy holding a spear several times taller than himself, walking there proudly, as if it was not going to the battlefield of life and death, but a bit like going out to play.

Shengjing City has almost become an empty city, and on the school field outside Beijing, Huang Taiji has also taken a personal expedition, and his magnificent shouts can be heard from afar.

"The people of Dongjiang are afraid of us! They are afraid of our soldiers! They are afraid of our iron cavalry, so they only dare to attack us after the Great Qing Dynasty has just experienced a great battle! So the people of Baishan and Heishui, how can they let Dongjiang down and make Mao Jue laugh shamefully, I have no one in the Qing Dynasty? ”

"Pick up your bows and knives! Ride your horses, follow me, and harvest the heads of these Ming people, so that they will fear the Qing Dynasty in their bones, and make them submit to the Qing Dynasty forever, and make them tremble when they think of the time they fought against you!"

To be able to become a hero, it is extraordinary, this speech, the three armies and eight banners that inspired are all boiling with beast blood, blood-red eyes, and shouting with their blades all over the world.

The hideous Eight Banners Dragon was flying with its teeth and claws in the wind, and the Qing army pushing the cannon was also like a winding and straight green dragon, majesticly heading north.

"Yes, yes, the city is empty, it's almost time to send 100,000 troops, right? Coupled with the local Niu Lu summoned all the way, plus the Mongolian troops who came from the alliance, there should be 250,000 Qing troops on the battlefield! Tsk, even the people and horses of Xia Chengdezu Dashou and other generals have been mobilized, and Huang Taiji is really smashing the pot and selling iron, and he has come out of the nest! ”

Not far from Shengjing City, the huge telescope like Mao Jue's small cannon barrel fell into the hands of Song Xiance, and three Japanese dwarf warriors loyal to him carried them together and rode on their shoulders.

"Lord! You want the subordinate to mobilize all the Qing people and try to eat the other party on the battlefield, but this subordinate has done it, whether you can eat it or not depends on how old you are!"

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After receiving Mao Jue's war letter, on October 25, Huang Taiji swore in Shengjing and gathered the army to the north to meet the battle, but he was still receiving the other towns along the way, but the Dongjiang army had already arrived at the border line and entered the battle sequence.

The difference between the modern army and the feudal army is not only the discipline and equipment, but also the terrifying efficiency, Mao Jue gathered people and horses from the huge Heilongjiang River, transported the grain to the front line, the train was running, and 220,000 horses and horses were assembled in 24 days, and even if it was an internal battle, converging the Mongolian men and horses, and then convening the Niu Lu in the entire Qing Dynasty, Huang Taiji needed at least one and a half months to two months, and the Ming Dynasty was even slower, Hong Chengchou took half a year from receiving the emperor's order to the army of Ningyuan.

This led to the fact that the Qing Kingdom was not ready to fight, but Mao Jue could draw his sword!

At the end of October, the weather in the northeast also fell early, so that the flat Songhua River basin was covered with a white expanse.

And in front of them, the outpost troops, by the Songhua River.

The cannon that has just been used still exudes amazing heat, the gunner wears gloves and then re-hangs the gun body on the back of a camel horse, on the opposite side of the riverbank, some red traces on the ground show the efforts of the Qing army border guards, on the river, several pontoon bridges lie there like a long line, biting the south bank of the Songhua River, and the sappers who have just finished building the bridge body are surrounding dozens of piles of burning coal blocks to keep warm.

In the midst of the hustle and bustle, a herald suddenly shouted at the top of his voice.

"Driving the car! Stand upright, salute!"

The soldiers on the edge of the fire hurriedly turned around neatly, their leather boots snapped upright, very Republican style, but Dongjiang's salute was not a finger temple, but a right fist against the heart of the left chest.

With the arrival of the carriage, the officer who was shouting on the riverside to arrange the defense also ran over in three steps and two steps, and watched Mao Jue get out of the car wearing a phoenix-winged helmet and full armor, and he also stood up and saluted suddenly.

"The guerrilla group of the Achengwei avant-garde army led Shen Zhong to meet the general!"

Now the second-generation officers of the Dongjiang River have also grown up, this Shen Zhong is the son of Shen Rong, and the Shen Shikui who died in the war even has several grandchildren who have served in the army.

It's just that when he sees them, Mao Jue always has a feeling that he is old.

got out of the carriage and waved them casually to excuse them, and then Mao Jue picked up the binoculars and looked south.

This time his march route is not as far south as the spring outpost, and then leans on the Dongjiang River and the Kuandian Liubao near Dandong City in the later generations as the goal, which is a long drive straight in, along the Songhua River Plain in the northwest of Jilin Hadaling to Liaoning, in front of the Songhua River on the other side of the Qing people's Jilin Ula, once the Jurchen four major Ula station, now the Jilin Vice Capital Tongfu, the later Jilin City Siping City.

Mao Jue's footprints have set foot here, once as the old industrial base in Northeast China, it is a gray sky in winter, but along the bustling city and highway along the river, the eighteenth-century Catholic cathedral still left a deep impression on him, but now, in addition to the looming earth city plus a piece of freshly harvested sorghum field, here, a wilderness!

"Report to the general, at the moment of the artillery battle between my front and the deputy capital of Jilin in the east, sixty-nine cannons were fired, and the thieves and horses were defeated, and the casualties were unknown! At present, the thieves are retreating to Jilin Wula City, and the riverside front is controlled by our department, please give the order!"

Different from Mao Jue's sigh, Shen Zhong was excited and trembled slightly, the Dongjiang River went up to the children of the military officers and civilian officials, down to the children and grandchildren of the common people, which did not grow up listening to the legend of Mao Jue, a hundred horsemen attacked Yizhou, Shandong received the Liao people, single-handedly attacked the head of the thief with a million army, and killed the Japanese shogunate generals and fled, Mao Jue is simply the idol of these young people, the god in their hearts!

Mao Jue did not disappoint him, in the excitement of this young man, Mao Jue was lazy with the aura of the protagonist, and waved his hand very temperamentally.

"Stick to the outpost on the river beach, scout the cavalry out, and escort the army across the river!"

"The last general obeys!"

Sent Shen Zhong away, Mao Jue once again raised the telescope and looked at the other side of the river, once upon a time, it was the group of people on the opposite side who frightened him to fidget, the bedroom was uncertain, racking his brains to think about how to survive in this troubled world, and not to live as the clothed slave of these people, but now, he is the king of the Guanwai with a mighty army to fight with the other party!

It's like a world away!

However, everything that was familiar with it was more than 400 years ago and was about to come back, and the coldness that suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth came, and Mao Jue turned over and got into the car again.

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It took almost two hours to cross the river, and the turbulent Songhua River was very important in Mao Jue's strategy, after all, it came from afar, and it would be used as the first line of defense to resist the Qing army's habitual rear outflanking, and this battle was the first battle of the Dongjiang River southward, which was of great significance.

The one who gnawed this first piece of flesh and bone was the most elite Kong Youde Acheng Corps in the Heilongjiang Military Town.

But this is a bone really lifts him up, the walled city is still the earthen city built by Ula at that time, the low city wall, barely pulled up a few earthen cannons, one by one Jilin Deputy Capital Commander's Qing army soldiers wearing leather armor, carrying quivers on their backs, looking at the scene in front of them incredibly, the hands holding the bow are trembling.

They were faced with 440 cannons of the vanguard of the Dongjiang River!

Like Huang Taiji, before the war, Mao Jue also made a speech on the opening of the war, he personally came to the front of the whole army, pointed to the snow-soaked earth city in front of him, and roared highly.

"More than 20 years ago, didn't we Liao people live as stable as them? Men and women weave, the four seasons are like spring, children and grandchildren, live a peaceful life, but suddenly one day, the robber named Nurhachi, who has been by the grace of the Ming Dynasty for generations, but kept saying what the seven hatreds, broke into the homes of our Liao people, burned down our houses, bulldozed our fields, and plundered our brothers, wives and children into slaves, they are called Baoyi! Drive us Liao people out of their homes! Let's be displaced!"

"Ben will not be belligerent! Don't let that happen again! This time, before these robbers open their bloody mouths, I am going to take you and burn their thieves' dens first!!"

Hatred was ignited like a fire, even if it was not from the Liao people, the land of Guannei was also ravaged by these Jurchens several times, and it was this damn Liao salary that made countless people bankrupt, in the copper trumpet, Mao Jue's voice spread out for several miles, and under the shock of the sound wave, the 100,000 warriors who attacked first also ignited the blood in their chests, and countless bayonets were raised fiercely.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

also became more excited, and Mao Jue's voice became more hissed, roaring and shouting.

"Ben will not be able to guarantee that each of you will be brought back alive, but what Ben will be able to guarantee is that in a few years, when you retire and sit in front of the fire on your family's farm and hold your grandson, you can proudly pat your chest and say that every inch of land that will be passed on to future generations is what you have done with blood and sweat, and you have not lived in vain in this life!"

"For the future! Open fire!"