"The scenery is different in autumn, and the geese in Hengyang are not paying attention. The sound of the corners on all sides rises, and in the thousands of mountains, the long smoke and sunset are closed in a lonely city. Li Haoxian put his hands behind his back and groaned under Songshan Fort.

The voice is desolate and majestic, with this mountain, this person, this heart-wrenching battle, indescribable situation.

Since the first battle between the rivers, he has been obsessed with Suzhou minor, idle in Jinling for more than half a year, I don't know how many people have listened to everyone's playing and singing, but learned a lot of poetry.

"Good! Good poetry, Qi Guogong is really literary. Liu Heiqi picked up the thumb brother with a look of admiration.

"What do you know, this is written by Fan Zhongyan of the Northern Song Dynasty, it's really uneducated. There are literacy classes in the army, and I heard that the people in our fire character battalion are the least active, clamoring for their past achievements, and taking pride in not being able to read big characters. Lao Tzu did not hesitate to bring you, don't fucking embarrass me, the literacy class was ordered by the prince, and now even the street vendors can read the newspaper. Li Haoxian has long been dissatisfied with the style of his old subordinates, and took the opportunity to scold him, not only to Liu Heiqi who hit the muzzle, but also to remind others.

Liu Heiqi looked ashamed, holding the helmet with one hand and scratching his head with the other. Seeing him like this, Li Haoxian couldn't help laughing out loud and scolded: "You are all a little self-motivated." ”

"Guogong, look, it's the prince and they are here." One of the generals shouted pointing to the sea.

Li Haoxian looked forward, and sure enough, a fleet of ships was slowly approaching the port, raised the clairvoyant mirror in his hand, and saw the dragon flag of the big ship on the sea, it was Hou Xuanyan's dragon boat.

The group hurriedly mounted their horses from Gaogang and rode to the port, waiting for the fleet to dock.

On the deck of the dragon ship, Qin He said in a loud voice outside the cabin: "Lord Wang, we have arrived. ”

Hou Xuanyan came out of the cabin dizzy, and the soldiers around him stepped forward to help him straighten his armor, Hou Xuanyan pressed his forehead and said: "Every time I take the boat, I will be dizzy, and in the future, I will be in a hurry for a while, and I will not go to the sea." ”

After anchoring and docking, a cone-shaped staircase fell from the ship, and Hou Xuanyan led people down slowly.

Li Haoxian stepped forward and said, "Congratulations to the prince, I am happy to have my son." ”

Hou Xuanyan wiped his eyelids and said nonchalantly: "What's there to congratulate on giving birth to a son, how did you up?" ”

Li Haoxian knew him best, and when he saw him listless, he knew that most of him was seasick, and said softly: "Lord Wang, everything on the front line is according to the plan, and there are no mistakes, all according to the instructions of the prince before leaving." It is better to take a rest here after being tired all the way, and it is not too late to go to the front in a few days. ”

Shaking his head, Hou Xuanyan moved his wrists and ankles, and said: "Fight quickly, and it's not too late to take Shenyang and rest." ”

After Li Haoxian got closer, he lowered his voice and asked impatiently, "Lord Wang, where is Jinling?" ”

The generals next to them pricked up their ears, of course they knew what Li Haoxian was asking, and it was naturally a matter of ascending the throne and becoming emperor. The army is most concerned about this matter, especially the Northern Expeditionary Arms Battalion, these people are engraved with the brand of Hou Xuanyan, except for Hou Xuanyan, no matter who is in power, they will not be trusted.

Taiping was originally determined by the generals, and the generals are now also thinking about experiencing the opportunity to enjoy the peaceful and prosperous times.

Hou Xuanyan pressed his belt and said: "What I should do, I will naturally do it well, your duty is to fight, and now is the final stage of the conquest of Liao, give me a great spirit, and I will calm Manchuria first." If you lose this time, you just shave your head and be a turtle egg, and you don't care if Jinling is not Jinling. ”

"Haha, the prince said that he laughed, what do they win."

Hou Xuanyan's seasickness has not passed, and he was upset and irritable, so he scolded under the pretext: "Lao Tzu asked you to fight well, it's hard for you what's the matter, so much nonsense." As a group of generals, you don't even know the word "damn safe", and you still think that the battle between the rivers is foolproof, and almost killed us all. A bunch of rat-eyed things, roll, get out of here. ”

After scolding, Hou Xuanyan was almost vented, the generals of the Huozi camp had long been accustomed to this kind of temper, Li Haoxian was the second Hou Xuanyan who was alive, and they didn't care about it.

Especially Li Haoxian, he stepped forward with a smile and said: "The prince is angry, this group of little bastards is the same, I just reprimanded them." ”

"Don't come to this set, it's not you who provoked it, Lao Tzu won't be angry like this."

Qin He led the horse from the boat, and the horse was just as listless, a good divine horse was tortured and half dead.

After getting off the ground, he immediately regained some of his spirit, Hou Xuanyan turned over and got on his horse, pointed to the front with a horse whip and said, "Let's go, go and meet Wu Sangui for a while." ”

In the camp of the Northern Expeditionary Army, except for Yan Yingyuan, who was a little discouraged, everyone else was full of excitement.

The arrival of Hou Xuanyan indicates that the attack is coming, killing people and punishing their hearts, and they themselves are a little unbearable in this battle.

It's like two people fighting to the death, and the one with the highest skill knocks the place to the ground, but refuses to kill him. Instead, he squatted down and slowly tortured him for three days and three nights, which was so cruel that it was outrageous.

Hou Xuanyan didn't think so, why should he exchange human lives for things that can be solved with cannonballs. After a few months of bombing here, hundreds of factories in the north developed rapidly, and the arsenal of the Denglai Navy Division continued to innovate technology, and many subsidiary factories serving the Navy Division also continued to receive orders.

The imperial court has accumulated too much wealth, and it is not quick to return it to the people, but to squander it in its hands, arrogant and lascivious. Then the fate of Daming will be the same as Spain, gradually declining.

Thinking about the Manchu Qing Dynasty in later generations, the Beiyang Naval Division, which was built at a sky-high price, is not unable to defeat the newly rising Japan. At that time, the ships of the Beiyang Fleet were very advanced, and they relied on money to buy equipment, and they were always inferior. It is still necessary to have its own industrial base, which is the king.

If the battle for Liao is really over, Hou Xuanyan can only find a way to start a war in Nanyang, find a few small countries to clean up, and open up larger inlets and commodity dumping sites to control the expanding capital in the Ming Dynasty and avoid being eaten by it.

Primitive accumulation is bound to bleed, silver and gold look infinitely beautiful, once out of control, it is a flood beast. Even small inflation is not something that this fledgling Daming can handle.

In addition to the seasick back cliff in the big tent, there is also Yan Yingyuan who is holding a small mood. The other generals looked excited, and Du Yinxi got up directly and said, "Lord Wang, when will the city be attacked?" ”

Hou Xuanyan rubbed his eyes, crooked his mouth and said, "Ten more days of bombing!" ”

“...”

The big tent was silent, and the eyes that looked at Hou Xuanyan were a little in awe, the prince is a real ruthless man, and this heart is too hard.

Hou Xuanyan looked at the reactions of the generals, and secretly said What do you know, I call it fighting to support the people. As the only person in the tent who knew the economics of war, Hou Xuanyan asked in a condensed voice, "How much ammunition do we have?" ”

Zheng Zunqian was in charge of the management of the convoys from all over the country that came to transport, and said when he heard the words: "The ones here can still support half a month, and Ningyuan and Shanhaiguan have their own hoards. ”

There is no way, the conditions offered by Hou Xuanyan before the war are too tempting, and many officials and businessmen in the country have come to get a piece of the pie.

"Forget it, let's do it in ten days, and the city will be attacked in ten days."

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In the Qing army camp, it was not Wu Sangui who sat on the top spot in Jinzhou, but Dai Shan.

The hall brought together almost all the military generals who could fight in the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and each of them activated the city with deep eye sockets, black Yin Tang, and unkempt hair.

They have fought for half their lives, and they have never seen such a battle, they do not attack or retreat, and they bombard you with a meal.

The Qing soldiers in Jinzhou, Songshan, and Xingshan really did not eat well and slept restlessly for more than two months. If the grain wants to be transported into these three places through the outside of the city, it is simply a fool's dream, and nearly 400,000 troops are stuffed in the narrow battlefield of Songjin, which is enough to hold all the passes.

The Qing soldiers who had run out of food on Songshan Fort had already gnawed all the bark, and every time they lay down, the roar in their ears buzzed made people not want to live. I don't know when, I was taken away by a cannonball in my sleep, and despair spread to Matsuyama Fort and Xingshan.

At the beginning, Hong Chengchou supported Songshan Fort for three months, and now the Qing soldiers are experiencing even more miserable days than them, because Hong Chengchou at least knows that he can save his life after surrendering, but the Qing soldiers can only die faster if they surrender.

Dai Shan looked around at the Manchu generals in the hall, although these people were facing a desperate situation, he was very relieved about one thing. Neither the Manchus nor the Han Chinese present would surrender, not because of how loyal they were, but because they were opposite the notorious Northern Expeditionary Army.

The Northern Expeditionary Army did not want to be taken prisoner, and Hou Xuanyan openly declared that they did not want the Qing soldiers who surrendered, nor the Qing soldiers who resisted, they wanted the ports of Liaodong and the land of Manchuria.

"The Ming army has been bombing for two and a half months, Songshan Fort is running out of ammunition and food, and Jinzhou is almost unable to hold on. It is a dead end to go on like this, and we have decided to give up Songjin and stick to Shengjing. ”

"Songjin can't hold such a terrain, how can I keep Shengjing?" Wu Sangui sneered. Now he is not afraid of the master, now everyone is a grasshopper on a rope, or a grasshopper after the autumn, what else is there to be afraid of.

Everyone knew that Wu Sangui was right, whether it was by sea or land, it was difficult to escape the sweep of the Northern Expeditionary Army, and for them, the end had come in advance.

"If it's really not good, we can also take refuge in the Rakshasa Kingdom." Dai Shan sighed and said, he also knew that Shenyang couldn't hold it at all.

Songjin was lost, losing the defense line built by Sun Chengzong and Yuan Chonghuan's master and apprentice, and there was no danger to defend in their lair. At the beginning, Meng Yuan destroyed Jin, and the desperate Jurchens did not run to their hometown, but went to Henan. Because the Jurchens did not have the ability to build cities and defensive lines, Manchuria was simply a slaughterhouse. As long as they dared to flee back to Manchuria, they would be greeted by the slaughter of the victorious Northern Expeditionary Army.

Geng Zhongming looked at all this coldly, and said defeat before fighting, these people had been bombed by more than 70 days of shelling and lost hope of victory, and those who were bent on losing had no chance to fight back. His eldest brother Kong Youde supported Shang Kexi under Ningyuan City, but was almost wiped out by a counterattack by the Northern Expeditionary Army, and Shang Kexi was not rescued in the end. Thinking that most of his people would have the same fate as Shang Kexi, Geng Zhongming's heart instantly cooled.

He stood up and walked out of the lobby without saying a word, Dai Shan saw that Wu Sangui was unruly, and Geng Zhongming ignored him and went out directly, there was no Han general who put him in his eyes, thinking of the high level of the Manchurian at the beginning, he couldn't help but be angry.

Geng Zhongming walked out of the lobby and returned to his tent, his soldiers looking at him with numbness.

Back in the tent, Geng Zhongming removed the armor from his whole body and placed the spiritual positions of his father and Mao Wenlong in the tent. After putting on a stick of incense, this traitor, who has been on the battlefield for decades, chose to take his own life.

At noon, Geng San, a pro-soldier, came in with a bowl of rice porridge and half a leg of mutton, and was stunned to find Geng Zhongming lying on the ground.

The food in his hand is more precious than gold in Jinzhou, but at this time, he fell to the ground, Geng Sanwei screamed and stepped forward to touch it, and his prince had no snort. Geng Zhongming had a wine glass beside him, and his face was bleeding, and it was obvious that he had committed suicide by taking poison.

"Someone! The prince committed suicide. ”

The loud roar soon attracted the soldiers in Geng's camp, who looked at Geng Zhongming's corpse in amazement.

The Qing soldiers, who were already about to collapse, heard the news, and countless people sat on the ground. Some people with poor psychological endurance also committed suicide with a knife drawn to gain relief.

The horrific barracks were littered with corpses with knives, and the knives that killed them were in their own hands, and mass suicide seemed like the most common thing. If someone comes here and tells him that this is the Nine Hells, the person who comes must be convinced.

In Wu Sangui's battalion, his men were slightly better than Geng Zhongming, but they were also on the verge of collapse.

Zhang Xianzhong's three righteous sons defected to Wu Sangui in Sichuan, and they had been promoted to confidants because of their combat bravery.

The reason why they rose so fast was also because Wu Sangui's own descendants had died too many in battle, and they all died quite poorly.

Most of the people were killed by the sudden fall of cannonballs or the debris from the cannonballs, or in the castle or simply inside the city.

Wu Sangui still refused to admit defeat, he said in a deep voice: "Dai Shan, this wild boar skin, wants to escape, the Tartars are a group of rootless savages, and it makes no difference where they go." We are all Liao people, how can we abandon the Liao land lightly. Songjin is our last hope, and I have made up my mind to fight a decisive battle with the Ming army tomorrow. ”

Wu Sangui is not strictly a Liao, but he has long regarded himself as a Liao, and if he is counted from Zu Dashou's side, the Liaons are willing to accept him.

"We will follow the prince to the death and fight to the death with the Ming army."

"Good! Tomorrow I will open the gate of Jinzhou, and the Manchurians will have no chance to escape, so they can only fight to the death with us. ”

Wu Sangui said viciously, and snorted coldly in his heart, "There has always been only me Wu Sangui pit allies, you wild boar skins still want to leave me, daydreaming!

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