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God wept, and after a few faint bursts of spring thunder, a precious spring rain fell on the night of the 12th. www.biquge.info There was not the slightest light in the dark night sky, and the rain fell from the sky.

This made the pursuit of the Fu Han army have to add two points of caution, especially the news from the town of 500 households that the Qing army horse team in Hexi Wu suddenly killed from the other side of the North Canal, so that the pro-guard brigade and the first brigade of the Jiangsu Army that had entered the counteroffensive had to turn back to defense. The Qing army there also retreated northwest under the sudden arrival of the Qing army's horse team.

Two quarters of an hour after the raindrops fell, Chen Ming gave the order for the infantry to retreat. Even if the infantry is retracted, the pursuit of the Han army's horse team is enough for the Qing army to withstand. You see, less than two hours after Chen Ming's order was issued, the pursuing troops paid off, and they found a big harvest in Xianghe County-Ah Gui's body.

has been put into a coffin on the top, listening to the captive Ah Gui's second son Abida, this coffin has been arranged for carriage to be transported, but the Fu Han army came too fast, the people in the city are in chaos, those people are too late to flee for their lives, where can they take care of a body of A Gui. So the body of the commander of the army lay in the coffin without much of a look. When the Fu Han army, which rushed into Xianghe County, found the coffin in the county hall, only Abida and two of Ah Gui's relatives were guarding the hall.

One of them resisted fiercely and was shot dead by the Fu Han army who rushed in.

In the drizzle, the Qing army, which had collapsed, fled to Beijing in a hurry. The Qing infantry of the brigade fled in a panic on the open field leading from the Xianghe River to Beijing, while many of the training troops and the Zhili Green Battalion took off their coats cleanly, threw their guns and waist knives everywhere, and turned themselves into 'innocent' ordinary people.

The vast majority of the Qing troops who fled to Beijing in the drizzle were banner soldiers and Mongolian horse troops, many infantry soldiers or horse armor soldiers without mounts. These people fell step by step, their hearts were like ashes, their faces were like withered, and all their expectations and future good life became gloomy with the undoubted defeat of this battle. Some people fall down and can't get up again, while others cry loudly while walking, and fall to their knees and don't want to raise their heads again. Even those who still have mounts are defeated, and people are all dejected and listless when they are on horseback.

When Horin regained consciousness, he found himself lying in a carriage. There was a thick smell of blood and stench in his nose, and next to him were four or five wounded officers.

He Lin really didn't know how serious his injuries were, he was in pain all over his body, he couldn't move, and his bones must have been broken. He didn't know when he was going to die, because he felt like he was dying, at least half of it now. He had difficulty breathing, and in a trance, Helin had the illusion of a 'soul' out of his body, which he thought was a sign of death!

He Lin was afraid of death, at least he was not willing to die now. In a trance, he had a dream, dreaming that his mother, whom he had never seen with his own eyes, was so kind and loving, she took him and his eldest brother and Shen to a place full of flowers, where there were fairies flying in the sky, and there were countless fruit trees on the earth, each fruit tree was full of fruits of different colors, and there were clear springs and sweet ......

There was a bleak scene in Tongzhou City.

In this city, which is very important to the city of Beijing, you can already see a small group of cavalry of the Fu Han army outside the city. The number of Manchu cavalry in Tongzhou City was far more than that of the Fu Han army, but no one dared to take a step out of the city.

The east gate of Tongzhou was flaunted for a long time by the cavalry of the two Han Dynasty armies, they dragged two catties of cannons and three catties of cannons aimed at Tongzhou and fired thirty or fifty cannons, and the city gate tower and the east gate were beaten like dogs baring their teeth to expose a black hole gap. 、

The Fu Han army was far from smashing the walls of Tongzhou, but they shattered the 'hearts' of all the Qing army's eight banners in the city. Hailancha still stayed in Tongzhou to contain the defeated soldiers, but the Qing army did not have many city gates to repair at all, and they had lost the motivation to repair!

What to repair? What's the use of repairing?

There was a light rain in the sky, as if they were crying for tens of thousands of Qing Army Eight Banners. Standing on the high ground of Tongzhou City, Hailancha seems to be able to see the depths of the eastern sky, and at the end of the rain curtain, the blood-covered battlefield has now been drenched into a more thrilling red by the rain!

In the drenched rain, the soldiers of the Eight Banners in Tongzhou City stood in a daze, all with pale faces.

Another day, the rain slowly became heavier, which was a little lucky for the Qing army, because the pursuit of the Fu Han army was stopped by God. But the heavy rain poured down on the head and face, and everyone in the city was still so restless.

Everyone was drenched in the soup chicken, but what made their bodies tremble involuntarily from the inside out was not the chill brought by the rain, but the horror of the Fu Han army.

The dark clouds on the horizon were as dignified as lead. The roads are even more muddy, even if they are tamped official roads. A group of Qing Army's Eight Banners defeated soldiers appeared outside Tongzhou City. Although the Qing soldiers in Tongzhou themselves were also very depressed, they still couldn't help shedding tears after seeing the tragic situation of these Qing soldiers of the Eight Banners of the Qing Army.

The military uniform on his body was tattered, the cotton armor had been discarded, and he was covered in mud, and he had to struggle for a long time to take a step. A better one still has a rifle in his hand, but it has also become a crutch. More often with bare hands, only numb and struggling forward. From Xianghe to Tongzhou, the seventy-mile road encountered rain again, the road was muddy, and there was probably no food in the stomach. It struggled to retreat, and along the way it didn't know how many people had fallen.

Tongzhou City has sheltered more than 10,000 people in the past two days, so none of them were seriously injured, and the injuries were really serious, either killed by the Fu Han army, or died on the road.

Wen Fu arrived in Tongzhou at nightfall, and he also suffered a lot when he was nearly fifty years old. When he left the battlefield, he was hit in the back by a stray bullet, and although the cotton armor blocked most of the force, he was still pierced into the flesh by the bullet, and he could not even ride a horse, so he was carried back to Tongzhou by his own soldiers on a stretcher. Seeing the tragic situation in front of him, Wen Futie's face was blue, but he didn't say a word.

And while the Manchus were mourning and crying, the Fu Han army was counting their spoils in a relaxed and happy spirit.

Chen Ming doesn't care about the training army and the green battalion, what he cares about is the Eight Banners Soldiers, the Manmeng Horse Team, and the Eight Banners New Army.

According to the results of the first battle of Duji, there were no less than 30,000 corpses of the Qing army on the main battlefield and the sub-battlefield [Ten Hundred Households] battlefield, deducting the worthless training army and green battalion soldiers, of which the number of Eight Banners and Mongolian horse infantry can be 20,000 even if it is conservatively estimated. Especially on the Duji battlefield, there were six or seven thousand people in the Eight Banners New Army alone on the battlefield of Heng Corpse.

In the two days and two nights of pursuit, on the seventy-mile road from Xianghe to Tongzhou, the captured Qing army, regardless of the Han and Mongolians, also exceeded 40,000 in total. And that's not counting the thousands of people killed by the cavalry units during the pursuit.

Judging from the current situation alone, half of the 150,000 troops of the Qing army have been wiped out. And among the remaining half of the people, not to mention the Lianjun and Green Battalion who escaped, even the Mongolian horse team fled in the wilderness, and who dares to say that the Eight Banners did not have a half-way escape?

How many Qing troops could be left who fled back to Tongzhou and Beijing? Chen Ming felt that it would not be more than the number 60,000.

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Rewind the clock to yesterday.

When Wenfu climbed to Tongzhou with difficulty, Wuqing County also ushered in a large number of Qing troops, but their identities were no longer soldiers with swords and guns, but prisoners of war.

The rain was pouring down, and the flat field was full of Qing soldiers rolling like mud monkeys, and they could no longer see their faces that were invincible to the people of Wuqing. Now they were piles of boneless worms, slumped in the mud in droves. The heavy rain drenched everyone to the ground, and they all wanted to shrink into a ball, but they still had to crawl towards Wuqing with great difficulty.

In the post-war battlefields, the Fu Han army collected more than 50,000 shotguns and flintlock guns, and waist knives were everywhere on the battlefield. After the defeat, the Qing army was no longer soldiers, and many people ran in the direction of Beijing in a daze, and after being caught up by the cavalry of the Fu Han army, they fell to their knees with a puff.

The soldiers of the Fu Han Army, who escorted and transported the wounded and sick, braved the heavy rain as they passed through the defeated soldiers who covered the land. These victors were also very tired, but they all held back a lot of energy between their eyebrows, because they were the 1st Division of the Shandong Army and the 1st Division of the Guangdong Army that were placed behind by Chen Ming to protect the military supplies. finally encountered this big battle, and was left behind to protect military supplies, although it can't be compared with the front charge, but it is really important. However, their imaginary enemy, the Qing army horse team of Hexi Wu, swaggered past their eyes, rushed to the village of 1000 households, and followed the retreat of the remaining Qing army, and the strength of the entire two garrison divisions did not make the slightest decent achievement. Now they have arranged a task to escort prisoners and escort wounded soldiers, which is really suffocating. The gleam in the eyes of these people was in stark contrast to the sluggish Qing prisoners of war.

From Xianghe to Wuqing, then to Yangcunwu, to Beicang, to Yangliuqing, and to Tianjin, the captive procession grew bigger and bigger, stretching from the front of the eyes to the end of the rain curtain, as if it were endless.

Along the way from Xianghe to Tongzhou, the flags of the Eight Banners Battalion of the Qing Army were dirty, abandoned in the muddy water, and stepped on by a pair of heavy feet.

This picture witnesses the complete collapse of an alien empire!

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in the Forbidden City.

The night was silent, Yonghui woke up from his sleep suddenly, he slept alone tonight, even if he left the favorite concubine to marry, he was not lucky, there were no concubines around him, there were no eunuchs and palace maids, sweat dripping from his forehead, and the long black hair was also wet. He gasped in panic, his hands on his chest, his eyes staring in fear, and he didn't shout until he was sure that he was indeed having a nightmare, and that he was still in the dormitory of the Heart Cultivation Palace. finally calmed down his heart, but Yonghui couldn't help but feel a wave of fear in his heart. He told himself that it was a nightmare, not a reality, but the news of Gui's defeat had arrived, and it was entirely possible that everything in the dream would become a reality. Yonghui didn't even realize that his middle clothes were soaked with sweat.

Yonghui lay back on the bed heavily, curled up, his eyes calm for a while, hideous for a while, and full of fear for a while. Now he is not the supreme emperor of the Qing Empire, but like the grass people who are usually frightened and intimidated, his body is so helpless.

Yes, Yonghui is helpless. As soon as he thought of 'everything' in his dream, shiver would patrol his whole body. Yonghui buried his head deep in the quilt, trembling up and down for a long time before stopping. It's just because that dream is too realistic, too real, because in that dream, the end of the flag man is too miserable.

The Fu Han army easily captured the city of Tongzhou, and the capital was taken by them without blood, and Hailancha fled to Chengde with Yonghui and tens of thousands of cavalry. However, the Fu Han army that seized Beijing did not feel satisfied at all, because the entire city of Beijing was moved by the banner people, whether it was the Forbidden City, the Old Summer Palace, or the precious antiques and treasures were all taken away, Chen Ming was greatly dissatisfied. Then he waved his army to attack the northeast, Shengjing fell quickly, only a few two or three hundred thousand of the million banner people who had just settled in Shengjing fled to the north, and the remaining banner people were all captured by the Fu Han army, and then the men entered the labor camp, working day and night as coolies, and the bones were spread all over China.

Under the wide roads, in the majestic fortresses, there are countless flag-bearers.

And the women of the banner people, whether they are the imperial concubine Gege or ordinary banner people, but all who have a good look, they are ravaged and toyed with, and they are wantonly insulted, and they have become the playthings in the hands of Chen Handa's officials and nobles, and the lowest slave ...... under them, including the Mongolian queen who is not outstanding in appearance but has a very noble identity, she is the daughter of Batu, the prince of Bahrain of the Borzigit clan, Yonghui can defeat Yongying to become the heir of Qianlong, and there is a Mongolian girl who is not favored to be a blessing, which is also a big reason. It also includes the supple and beautiful Tatara Jinxiu, who is very favored by him, as well as Gao Jia's and Xia's.

Yonghui is a very good person, he knows what he dreams are against, and it is clearly the change of Jingkang in history. Back then, the Jin army was the Zhao Song who insulted like that, and the Manchu Qing Dynasty just called themselves Jurchen. But Yonghui knows, where are the Jurchens in their Manchu Dynasty, and the Jurchens have long been killed by the Mongols back then.

Will the debts of the past fall on the heads of today's Eight Banners?

In Yonghui's incomparably real dream, the Aixinjue Luo clan will be eradicated by Chen Han! All the men, young and old, were spared.

The Fu Han army continued to fight north, and the remnants of the Manchu Qing who could not stay in the northeast fled to the steppes in embarrassment, and there were less than 50,000 people left in the whole clan. And the princes of Mongolia are unreliable under the general trend, and even Yonghui's father-in-law, King Batu of Horqin Balin County, also ignores the Eight Banners. Those Mongolian white-eyed wolves not only did not worship the Eight Banners, but faced each other with swords and guns, and the Manchu Qing Dynasty lived a very hard life on the grassland. Then the shameless Mongols led the cavalry of the Fu Han army to chase and kill, making the Eight Banners completely history.

Tremors and horror struck Yonghui's body. Because the dream he had was so real, it was as if he had really experienced it himself. After he was captured alive by the Fu Han army, he packed it up in a sack, and the cavalry of the Fu Han army trampled on his horse, and the whole corpse was rotten like mud, and the pain of the broken bones seemed to be transmitted to his heart with the 'dreamland', and Yonghui trembled violently.

Thinking of the humiliation and trampling that the Aixin Jueluo family and the Eight Banners would suffer in his dream, as well as the bad luck he was going to suffer, Yonghui shuddered, and he couldn't stop trembling all over.

"Come on, pass on Fu Heng and Mingliang to enter the palace! Hurry, hurry! (To be continued.) )