Everything is exactly the same as it has happened in history.

The city of Jinan was broken, the German king Zhu Youshu was executed, and the entire city was almost emptied, carrying hundreds of thousands of people, carrying a lot of wealth, and the well-fed Qing army finally retreated north along the canal.

Along the way for more than ten miles, there are all prisoners who are old and help the weak, carrying luggage, driven by the Qing army as animals, and some of the old and sick people who are weak and unable to walk the road are kicked to the side of the road by the arrogant Qing soldiers, ignoring the crying of the relatives next to them, and going up is a knife, so miserable and miserable, there are cries everywhere, screams everywhere, and the corpses left behind are thousands of miles from Jinan to Hebei, endlessly.

There are 50,000 people in Dezhou, 180,000 people in Jinzhou, and more than 200,000 people in the three major battalions of the Beijing Division.

This went smoothly, and even Huang Taiji took out the signboard of his Chongzhen's seven-year invasion of Shanxi Datong, and after passing through Ming Dynasty Prefecture County, these arrogant pigtail soldiers outside the Guanwai would play a big sign high.

Free of charge!

Under the city, the endless captives of the victims cried for help to the city, and on the city, the officials and scholars who ate the imperial court were shrinking behind the city wall, looking at it in fear, not daring to release an arrow or a shot! For fear of provoking the siege of Jiannu, they all said that Jingkang was ashamed, and the Qing army entered the fortress five times, and the shame was much inferior to Jingkang?

On February 14, the last Qing army crossed the wall ridge and returned to Guanwai, and the Qing army's entry into the fortress that had been thrilling for several months came to an end.

However, the Qing army is gone, and in the devastated ruins, what is ushered in is not a spring-like reconstruction, but the Ming people themselves are like a vicious dog fighting for food.

In March, in strict accordance with the instructions of the university scholar Yang Sichang, Yan Jizu, the governor of Shandong who guarded the first-line canal in Dezhou, was locked by the Jinyi guard, escorted to Beijing in April, beheaded and abandoned the city, and was executed together with Zhang Qiping, the governor of Hebei, killing the enemy is not good, killing the defeated general under his command, Chongzhen is extraordinarily capable, for several days, the mouth of the vegetable market does not stop every day, and the executed governor and the magistrate of the general army have reached dozens of people, and the dyed land is red.

And with the execution of the governor, another major incident happened in Jingshi.

On the dark Jingshi Avenue, dozens of torches were swaying wildly, and noisy shouts were still occasionally heard, from the city gate that suddenly opened in the middle of the night, this torch team has been busy near the root of the imperial city in the inner city, and finally the brain poured into the nightmare prison of the Great Ming Scholars, and then it stopped.

Even if it's eleven or twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, Jinyi Weibei Zhenfu Division, in the signing room, is still brightly lit, these days in order to investigate the responsibility for the defeat of the Qing army, the imperial historians are like crazy dogs desperately biting each other every day, the criminal department has the task of taking people almost every day, and Jinyiwei has to follow the axis.

Lu Zhong put down the brush in his hand, pushed open the door and walked into the yard, took a few deep breaths of the cold air in the middle of the night, and was busy for a few days, and his dizzy brain seemed to be finally a little sober, and he was about to go back to the house to continue his work, but there was a noise in the yard, leading a few pro-soldiers, and Qianhu Eucommia also walked in with a tired face.

"Oh, Master Du, it's been hard all the way! This tolerance is quite smooth! ”

"Hey! Don't mention it!"

Obviously tired a lot, he followed Lu Zhong into the signing room, and while taking off his coat and hanging it up, this Du Zhong was still talking about bitterness.

"In the past few days, there has been an empty trip, and the people have been escorted back to Beijing, and their hands are empty, and they haven't caught anything, and Lao Tzu has to find a way to appease those brothers below."

"It's still Zhao Guan's kid's fate, go to copy Zhang Qiping's family, why don't you have to toss a thousand taels of silver."

"Oh, the people say, three years of Qing Governor's Mansion, 100,000 snowflakes of silver! Who is this! Can you still let your brother run such an empty trip? ”

This can be regarded as a secret of the imperial court, but the secret is so leaky here, after a little hesitation, Du Zhong lowered his voice and muttered quietly and quickly in Lu Zhong's ear.

"This unfortunate job is the governor of Shaanxi, Sun Chuanting!"

"Sun Chuanting!!"

This name really made Lu Zhong tremble a little, even if he was Jinyiwei, he also had a little understanding of the situation in the imperial court, not to mention that there were really few people in the Ming Dynasty who could lead troops to fight now, and Lu Xiangsheng died, and the talent withered. His voice also lowered a little, and he asked cautiously and hurriedly: "But that Sun Chuanting who captured Gao Yingxiang and defeated Li Zicheng's eighteen horsemen and took Shangluo Mountain?" Isn't it necessary to reuse him in the recent rectification of the defense of the northern border? What, still in? ”

"Who says it isn't! Blame this old man Sun for being too stubborn!"

At the mention of this, Du Zhong felt a little sorry, sitting in his place, humming on the back of his chair.

"Originally, the imperial court had decided to transfer him to the governor of Baoding, in charge of military affairs in Henan, Hebei and Shandong, what a big official! The old guy is good, he resolutely opposes the detention of Qin Bing in Baoding, and he also fell out with Yang Sichang and Yang Daxue!"

"Who is Scholar Young? Can you mess with it? That Shandong Governor Yan Jizu still wants to tell the old man to return to his hometown, and the scholar has a word, not to catch the Beijing division and behead and abandon the city! This Sun Chuanting wants to sue the old man and return to his hometown, and Scholar Yang sued in front of the emperor, no, he will be locked up and imprisoned, how to deal with it is not necessarily!"

This battlefield warrior did not die on the battlefield, but the enemy was locked up by his own people at the moment, and the politics of the Ming Dynasty were really enough to play, this one, Du Zhong was still chattering and muttering, and at that end, Lu Zhong's eyes couldn't help but trickle down.

Sun Chuanting is definitely a character, the master behind him seems to be particularly willing to collect characters, a while ago, Sun Chengzong's family, he made a great effort, if Sun Chuanting is rectified again, the master will probably be very happy.

Jin Yiwei, to do Qian President Lu Zhong is already very satisfied, and then up to the Jin Yi affairs, all command to make these are thankless jobs, and they are all honorable and responsible, and now the Ming Dynasty, in front of their own spy leaders, is gray, unable to see the future, Lu Zhong also has to think about his future fate.

In order to please that person, stealing someone from the emperor's edict seems to be completely unmentionable!

Just as Lu Zhong was thinking about it, outside the door, there was a mess, and then, three panting and exhausted messengers in brocade clothes rushed into the courtyard, shouting loudly at the top of their voices.

"Where is the commander? Emergency military intelligence! Emergency military intelligence! Zhang Thief is loyal, Luo Thief Ru is in Gucheng, and Fang County is reversed! Eight hundred miles in an expedited!"

As soon as the court soldiers retreated, these thieves who got a chance to breathe once again pulled up the banner, and they had to continue to be puzzled after ten years, Lu Zhong, who heard the news, was buzzing in his mind, but immediately, a sneer hung on his face.

"It's urgent, the commander has returned to the house to rest, come here, arrange a room for the three brothers to rest, tomorrow, and then command the envoy!"

"Yes!"

…………

When the Jingshi was still bathed in a bloody rain, there was a peaceful color outside the pass, and he brought back hundreds of thousands of taels of gold, millions of taels of silver, and 460,000 slaves from the pass, which simply gave the gloomy Qing Kingdom after the defeat of the Dongjiang River a sip of ginseng tonic soup.

Every household was given a lot of clothing, gold, silver, grain, livestock, and the whole Shengjing City was as lively as the New Year.

However, Huang Taiji's head has not yet let the door clamp, and he has not been carried away by the victory.

Chongzhen's ten-year battle of the Dongjiang River, in addition to the loss of the clothed minions, the Jianzhou Jurchens lost more than 30,000 Dingkou, and the Mongolian tribes lost more than 60,000, and the Han Eight Banners were not supplemented by these plundered slaves.

Now the combat effectiveness of the Qing State is only two-thirds of that at its peak, and it is a little less, so it is time to give in to the Dongjiang man, and he still has to be soft.

In more than four months, after returning to Shengjing to revise for a month, the Qing army, which was invincible in the Guannai, was like Sun Tzu, who rushed to 200,000 plundered the population, with 50,000 taels of gold and 400,000 taels of silver, to the Yalu River to pay tribute.

In a few years, this should be regarded as the most lively city in the Yalu Riverside City.

Tens of thousands of Kannai refugees, with ropes still tied to their bodies, marched along the Yalu River Chain Bridge along the Dongjiang River to Uiju, and the entire bridge deck seemed to be piled up.

In addition, this time when they entered the customs, whether it was the Eight Banners of Manchu or the Eight Banners of Mongolia, they all caught a lot of good things, the products outside the customs were barren, and there was no place to spend the money, so they smashed most of the silver on the border market, and the cigarettes, corn, shochu, cloth, and ironware that were produced by the Dongjiang River were transported back and forth in boxes.

"Your Majesty, these are what our soldiers have worked so hard to get, and they were given to Mao Manzi like this?"

Gold is dazzling, silver stinks and people's hearts! The boxes of white and yellow gold and silver slammed the lid of the box shut, and Tulai's heart was like dripping blood, and he couldn't bear to muttered in Huang Taiji's ear.

To be honest, Huang Taiji himself was reluctant, but his eyes were straight at this, but he couldn't help but sigh.

"There is a saying among the Han people, reluctant to let the child catch the wolf! Now if I fight to the death with Mao Dongjiang, although my Qing Dynasty is not without a chance to win, but that person's temper, I am afraid that the Qing Dynasty will have to save one out of ten, and whether I can suppress the Mongols at that time is a matter of two words!"

"I have to endure it now! If we can't afford to provoke this madman, can't we afford to flatter? If you don't solve the other side, you have to appease this madman!"

While speaking, the Dongjiang camp by the Yalu River also made an uproar, and the new commander of the Tieyi Army, Wen Meng, personally went out of the camp, but this time Mao Jue was far away in Heilongjiang, and the military and political head of the Dongjiang River was Adriana.

The foreign girl doesn't have so much national righteousness, and she is burdened in her heart, seeing that she is giving money and giving away, her beautiful almond eyes are smiling like a pair of crescents.

(End of chapter)