Just when Jiang Bin was facing Chen Lian Zining's accusation to Emperor Zhengde in the Forbidden City, several black shadows were already galloping on the wide official road leading to the south from Zhengyang Gate.

If you look closely, you will find that they are the chauffeurs who delivered food to Sun's Mansion today.

And by this time, the hippie scoundrel on their faces had long since disappeared, and their lips were pursed, and their expressions were cold and serious. Their bodies rose and fell as the horses galloped and bumped, showing superb horsemanship, and the horses under their crotches were also very powerful, only in the army could have such good horses.

After the few of them finished delivering meat and vegetables to Sun's house, they first walked back to their residence, and then, seeing that no one was paying attention, they climbed out of the backyard wall, got on their horses from another place, and hurried out of the city.

Ten miles south from Zhengyang Gate, and then turn around, it is a fork in the road, this road is specially led to the camp of Jingnan, if you go straight to the south, it is the place where the Jingnan banknote pass. This section of the road is much better than before, the road surface is all compacted loess, very smooth and hard, and on both sides of the road are one-foot-thick stone slabs are fixed vertically, and there are a lot of small holes at the bottom of the stone slabs, which are drained. The center of the pavement is actually slightly raised, and when it rains, the water drains down the holes, and there are drainage ditches three feet wide and five feet deep on either side of the road.

On the side of the road, the two rows of trees planted by Lian Zining himself have grown quite luxuriantly, making a sound of killing in the night. In the scorching heat, these trees are a good place to enjoy the shade.

The operation of that year is now quite effective.

There were no pedestrians on the road, and these horses were very fast, but in the time of a cup of tea, they had already arrived at the camp in Jingnan.

Although Lian Zining guarded the border pass and Wu Yi's army left, the Jingnan camp was not abandoned, and Lian Zining left Liu Liangchen here not only to find out the news in Beijing and take care of his own house. It's also to keep this place where you started. He left Liu Liangchen with 500 soldiers, and many veterans who were disabled and could not continue to fight also stayed here. A group of old brothers got together to eat, drink, brag and fart every day. It is also a blissful thing.

And there are several villages composed of the remnants of Wu Yijun around the Jingnan camp, which also adds a lot of popularity here.

The watchtowers on both sides of the entrance of the camp were lit with blazing torches, illuminating the surroundings, and the two veterans were standing on top of them, chatting and farting far away, giggling and laughing, very happy.

And I don't blame them for being lax. It's really because there's no need to take precautions here, and if someone really has the idea of attacking here, it's useless to take precautions.

In fact, most of those who stayed were old, weak, sick and disabled, and Lian Zining left them behind, which also meant to let them retire here.

Several horsemen roared in, and a veteran waved his hand with his chest folded and shouted, "Stop!" ”

The man at the head smiled and said, "Brother Liu." It's me, I have an urgent matter and ask to see Lord Zhenfu. ”

Soon, they met Liu Liangchen in a small courtyard next to Wu Yijun's presidential palace. This is Liu Liangchen's residence, there is only one entrance, three north rooms, and a small courtyard, compared to his three-rank official title, it is shabby and jaw-dropping.

This was built by Lian Zining for his subordinates when he was in command of Sipin at that time, and after Liu Liangchen moved in, he lived for two years and never moved again.

This young man, one of the four major towns of Wu Yijun, lives a very simple life and lives alone. Except for the guards of a small banner, there was not even a single maid to serve.

In the main room, a light is like a bean, Liu Liangchen sat on a chair and listened quietly. In fact, he is just a young man in his twenties, but the tempering of the years and the strength of his power have made him have a majesty that his peers do not have. Sharp and domineering, his sharp eyes seem to be able to see through people's hearts when they move. …,

"Today, when Sun Fu bought three pigs, a sheep, five bunches of water chickens, three ducks, and five fish, he bought three pigs, a sheep, and five fish. There are also vegetables that add up to 100 catties, and we are hired to pull them back. When we moved the vegetables into him, we took a closer look, and the inside of the Sun Mansion was indeed extremely dilapidated, and the leaves fell on the ground and were piled up thickly, and no one took care of them. There are not many family members, and all of them are lazy and do not work properly. Let's all inquire clearly, the silver spent on these things was bought by the old housekeeper Sun Fu as a pair of ink treasures handed down from the Song Dynasty. ”

It was the big man who spoke, several of his subordinates stayed outside, except for him, there were more than a dozen people in the room, but it was extremely quiet, and no one talked nonsense.

Liu Liangchen nodded, thought for a while, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "In this way, the Sun Mansion is indeed exhausted, and it seems that there is no other income. ”

"But no, we keep an eye on it all the time, and we send things out twice in three days, and even sell large pieces of furniture......"

"What's going on with Sun Ting?" Liu Liangchen asked again.

"That guy is very honest, we bought a family member in Sun's house, saying that Sun Ting is holding back in the study every day, occasionally going out for a spin twice, but he doesn't go to other places, only to find two books of words in his heart."

Liu Liangchen's eyes flickered: "In this way, it seems that someone is secretly investigating the adult's black certificate, not Sun Ting." But don't underestimate it, and keep an eye on it. ”

"Yes, mark the wake up!"

"Also, Zhang Kang."

"Mark it in!" Another thirty-two-thirty-three man straightened his waist and said loudly.

"The suspicious people around the uncle's mansion that you asked you to check, are you a little eyebrows?" Liu Liangchen asked.

"Lord Hui, three people have been locked, and all three of them are quite suspicious. The first is that the days of doing this business are short, the second is that no matter the wind or rain, he has never come to set up a stall, and the third is that he has always been around the uncle's mansion and has never changed places. The mark is already planned, and it will be started after a few days! ”

"Hmm!" Liu Liangchen smiled heavily: "Don't worry about this, wait, the longer we wait, the more people we can fish out!" Then, after ten days, they were arrested again. ”

"Yes, sir!"

Then the rest of the big men also came up one by one to report it.

They are a spy force under Liu Liangchen, and their role is similar to that of MI6, but the scale is far worse than MI6, with only more than 230 people. It is naturally impossible to use these people to supervise the entire capital, but it is enough to supervise some suspicious targets. Each of these men in the house has a dozen or so people under him, and each of them is responsible for a piece.

Overall. There was nothing unusual during this time.

Liu Liangchen said a few more words, and then asked everyone to go down, but left a thin and slender man in his thirties.

Liu Liangchen took out a bamboo tube from his arms and handed it to the man. Said: "Monkey, this time there is an extremely important thing for you to do!" ”

The monkey's face was gloomy, but he just took the bamboo tube and put it in his arms, nodding heavily.

"In less than a month, the corn will be ripe, and in the next few days, there will be a caravan of the Lian clan going to the Northland. Take a few people with you, go with them, and don't let them know what's going on. I've already told them, and no one is going to ask. Now that Zhenyuan Mansion is fighting, it is estimated that you will stop when you arrive at the big city of Zhubang, and the caravan will stop, and you are not allowed to stop. When you get to the ground, you go to Zhang Meizhong. Explain to him the urgency of the matter, and he will send you men. The things in this must be sent to Zhenyuan Mansion. Do you understand? ”

The monkey knelt on the ground, kowtowed heavily, and turned away. …,

On August 26, the fifty-second year of Zhengde, several carriages quietly left the city of Beijing, out of the north gate and went north, the carriage was not luxurious, and even looked a little simple, but the dragon flag planted on the side of the carriage was enough to make everyone in the land of the Ming Dynasty feel awe. And the dozens of guards around the carriage, flying fish suits, embroidered spring knives. It turned out to be a brocade guard.

This is the Qincha team going north, and their destination is Xishenwei, where the Wuyi army is stationed, and the imperial court at this time does not know that it has been renamed Zhenyuan Mansion by Lian Zining. Lian Zining obviously didn't tell the imperial court about it.

Their mission was to bring Lian Zining Emperor Zhengde's fierce reprimand, and stripped him naked and caned him for twenty in front of everyone.

And this time. In the vast land further north of the Songhua River in the northeast, there are a large number of Jurchen remnants who have escaped Lian Zining's butcher's knife, and they are fleeing in a hurry, some to the north and some to the south.

They brought the news that Yehe City had been breached and Wu Yi's army had swept through the Haixi Jurchens, and it would not be long before these news reached the ears of Monk Gangyi and Wanyan Chen.

Many of them panicked, and even bumped into Lian Zining's army, but Wu Yijun just killed everyone who broke their whereabouts one by one, but did not send rangers to kill everyone.

He wanted Fortitude to get the news.

It was also at this time that fierce battles were staged on the land of the Jurchens in Beishan.

It was another battle of gunsmoke, and it seemed that the fierce and ferocious shouts of killing, the desperate and crazy screams of human beings before they died, and the sound of weapons colliding were still echoing in the ears, but in fact, the place had returned to the tranquility of eternity. Only the wounded soldiers lay on the ground, and from time to time let out a terrible groan of pain.

This is a river valley, the river is not wide, only a dozen zhang, but the water flow is extremely turbulent, and because of the perennial erosion, the water is very deep, the river bank is also very steep, enough to be one high.

This kind of moat, placed in the military, is a natural dangerous place.

At this time, there were dead bodies everywhere on both sides of the river, and even in the river, I don't know how many corpses were floating up and down, and the blood had dyed the river water a shocking red. The large number of corpses even blocked the river for a time, like a dam, and as the river water continued to rush upstream, the corpses were slowly replenished, and the color of blood also faded.

Among these corpses, there were Jurchens and Russians, some of the dead bodies were connected in pairs, but their weapons were inserted into each other's bodies, while others were even hugged together, gnawing at each other.

There are two corpses still in the posture before death, a black-faced Jurchen man bites the throat of a stout Russian strong man like a white bear, the Russian soldier's throat has broken a big hole, the blood has flowed, through the hole can even see Bai Sensen's throat bones and blood vessels, and the missing flesh and blood is in the mouth of the Jurchen soldier, his face is full of blood, and there is even a round piece of flesh and blood of the other party hanging on his mouth, which is tonsils.

The Jurchen soldiers were dressed in black heavy armor, extremely heavy, and not far away, there was a war horse that had fallen to the ground, also covered with black heavy armor, and a mace with the thickness of a human leg was thrown aside, and it could be seen that his identity before his death was a kidnapping horse.

His fatal wound was in the lower abdomen. It was a joint section of the armor defense, the weakest point, a large hole in his stomach, and his intestines flowed out. It was a mess, and a large part of his intestines was clutched in the hands of the Russian soldier who was pressing down under him. The intestine had ruptured, revealing the turquoise stuff inside.

That's manure that's about to take shape.

Around this battle-dead kidnapping horse, at least ten Russian soldiers died, among them two Cossacks. …,

The entire battlefield is as long as a mile, and it can be said that there are corpses all over the field. Countless corpses were piling up on top of each other.

Throughout the battlefield, there were Jurchens in black armor or black clothes, but most of their sight was occupied by gray.

With the exception of the most elite Cossack cavalry, the Russian soldiers wore coarse gray linen clothes, and even if they were armoured, they would wear a layer of gray linen as a cover.

Russian soldiers rummaged for corpses on the battlefield, mended the knife when they saw the Jurchens who were not dead, and rushed to treat their own people when they saw them. But it was doomed to be in vain.

The ratio of battle losses on both sides was even disproportionate.

In the dim sun, it was bleak and miserable.

Zakhrev stood on a hill and looked at the hellish scene. The face is pale.

When he was full of ambition to send troops from Nebuchu, he definitely did not expect that he would face such a situation.

All this was completely different from what he expected.

After dealing with the Beishan Jurchen for such a long time, he knows the other party's strength very well, which is roughly around thirty or forty thousand. And after he launched an attack with all his might this time, the strength of his side was six to seven times that of the other side! In his opinion, even if it can't be easy like an outing, it should at least be overwhelming.

But I definitely didn't expect that.

On the day of the attack, it took advantage of a surprise sneak attack. There is nothing that can be done about the sturdy castle of these damned Jurchen barbarians. If it weren't for the super cannons that His Majesty the Tsar had gifted, I am afraid that these battle forts would not have been able to gnaw down. What he didn't expect was that the Jurchens dared to take the initiative.

The direct consequence was that he lost 3,000 infantry, and those Jurchen barbarians who were surrounded and annihilated by his concentrated forces, although the whole army was annihilated, also pulled 700 Cossacks on their backs!

Wait until you have finally taken down all the castles. Counting the losses, a total of 13,000 people were killed on his side, more than 2,000 were seriously injured, and more than 10,000 were lightly injured!

In Zakhrev's expectation, even if he took down all the Beishan Jurchens, it would only be these losses.

And this is only the first battle.

The first battle was like a microcosm of all the battles that followed.

Over the next ten days, Zakhrev led his Russian Imperial army all the way south, following the route provided by the spies to the capital of the Beishan Jurchens. But along the way, he suffered more volleys than he could have imagined.

He was subjected to three volleys, two ambushes, and one sneak attack from the flank, and the night attack after setting up camp became a daily obligatory lesson.

Now there are 160,000 Russian troops left.

Zakhrev could feel that there would definitely not be many Jurchen soldiers on the opposite side, and several battles have also verified this.

The Jurchen commander was so cunning that she never fought head-on, but took advantage of all kinds of favorable terrain along the way to volley, ambush, and, of course, sneak attacks. These Jurchen barbarians never dared to fight with themselves head-on, they were all sneak attacks, sneak attacks, sneak attacks, sneak attacks in different ways.

Zakhrev learned from the captives that the commander of the Jurchens was called Wanyan Yeping, the daughter of the Jurchen king.

He hated the awkward Oriental name.

Being repeatedly calculated by such a group of barbarians made Zakhrev very annoyed, and there was still some fear in it. Because these Jurchens are so desperate, they fight fiercely, even if they die, they will not surrender, and before they die, they must pull a Russian warrior to return to heaven together. This kind of scene on the battlefield has already seen him too much.

Such a will to fight made Zakhrev's heart tremble.

This is rare in Europe. …,

Zakhrev, a person who is well versed in Eastern culture, naturally knows that this is the characteristic of the war in the East, but every time he knows it, every time he sees it with his own eyes, he still feels incomprehensible and deeply shocked.

After more than ten days, not only did they suffer heavy losses, but they were also very tired because they had not been able to sleep due to long-term harassment.

Just this afternoon, Zakhrev's troops in this valley were intercepted.

An afternoon of big battles. It's only over now.

Without listening to the statistics, Zakhrev knew that this was another battle with heavy casualties.

There was a sound of sluggish footsteps behind him, as if his feet were sinking into the mud and pulling them out. Zakhrev knew what the reason was, and as his command center, it was a natural point of attack for the other side. Wanyan Yeping personally led hundreds of kidnappers and horses to launch a decisive attack on this hillock, and in order to stop these elite and fierce fully armored cavalry, the Russians paid the price of more than 2,000 people! Within more than 100 meters near the hill, corpses were piled up like mountains, and blood flowed like rivers. The ground was soaked in blood, turning into a swamp made of bloody mud.

It is very difficult to pull it out when you step on it.

Rao is like this, and he didn't leave all these kidnappers and horses behind, under the leadership of Wanyan Yeping, they flickered left and right, extremely weird, and in the end they still relied on extremely strong impact. Scuttled through the line of defense laid out by Zakhrev and escaped.

Through three layers of thick visorwear, Zakhlev could not see the woman's appearance clearly. But whenever he thought of this name in his mind, he suddenly unconsciously imagined the sight of her wielding a sledgehammer to smash Russian soldiers to death, and a fierce roar came out of her mouth.

My God! Zakhrev almost wanted to moan weakly, he had never imagined that a woman could be so fierce! The weapon she used was not the mace that the Jurchens were accustomed to, but a sledgehammer, and from the mouths of the Jurchen soldiers, Zakhrev learned that it was called the Golden Hammer of the Drum Urn! The hammer head was the size of a watermelon! If it's solid, I'm afraid it will weigh fifty pounds!

Even more terrifying Yes, that woman used a double hammer! One in one hand!

None of Zakhrev's strongest Russian warriors had such strength.

Zakhrev's malicious speculation. This must be a meaty, pig-fat shrew.

And her commanding talent is obviously better than her personal ability, and under her layers of obstruction, it has been a full thirteen days, and the army of the Russian Empire has advanced less than a hundred kilometers!

You know, in the operational schedule drawn up by Zakhrev. At this time, it should have penetrated the Beishan Jurchen station and joined forces with Wu Yijun!

These weird, scary, orientals!

Zakhrev unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt hard, and breathed heavily, he felt as if he was suffocating for a while, a little out of breath, and the atmosphere around him was also depressing as if he was dead.

The Imperial army is in a quagmire!

The adjutant finally walked over with difficulty, and his voice was full of tiredness that could not be concealed: "Dear Governor, the casualties have been counted, we have killed 2,361 people, seriously wounded 330 people, and lightly injured 6,100 people. And those Jurchen barbarians left eight hundred corpses. ”

"Don't call them barbarians, compared to them, we are savages in the truest sense of the word!" Zakhrev suddenly turned around and yelled at the adjutant.

"Your ......, Lord Doge"

The adjutant was startled and looked at Zakhrev with some horror.

"Alright! Not your problem! Bukharin. Zakhrev looked at him for a long time, sighed, and waved his hand.

As the first heir to the Joseph family, which is absolutely in the top ten among all the aristocratic families in the empire, this young man named Bukharin, has done well enough, at least much better than the hundreds of wealthy families who came here from Moscow to gild!

Zakhrev cursed viciously in his heart, greeting the sensitive organs of all the female relatives of those young people, if it weren't for these squirts who were forced into his army, this battle would not have been fought like this!

Just in the past few months, many young people have come here from Moscow, all of whom come from wealthy families in Moscow, and the purpose of coming here is also obvious and clear - gilding! The empire now had no war except in the Far East, and this one was almost unprecedented in the history of the Russian Empire with a scale of 200,000 men, but against a small people with a population of less than a million, and in the eyes of the Moscow aristocracy, the victory in this war was already in the bag.

And if you can be in it, it will be very beneficial for these young people who need glory and promotion.

Naturally, this phenomenon arises. (Your support on this site is my biggest motivation.) )