Chapter 465: Fraudulent Surrender
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Mao 18 supported his troops on Jingjiang Island, and he could only watch Jiangyin sway under the onslaught of the Qing soldiers. One is Ren Siqi's strict order to preserve his strength, and the other is that with the military strength in his hands, he can't compete with the Qing army at all. There were only 10,000 infantry capable of fighting on Jingjiang Island, which was far from being the opponent of the Qing army.
The head of Jiangyin City was bombarded by the Qing army day and night, and Yan Yingyuan's heart was already extremely desperate. Since Chongming is unwilling to go all out to break the siege, then Jiangyin will have no hope. But what could he complain about? Complaining about Ren Siqi's death? Ren Siqi has sent thousands of troops to his aid, and has provided a large amount of material aid. It's because I can't see the form clearly, so I have to insist on defending the city!
These days, Yan Yingyuan has exhausted all his methods and exhausted his mental strength, but he still can't see the hope of victory.
The casualties in the city are getting bigger and bigger, and more than half of the more than 20,000 village soldiers have been killed.
"Brother Liheng, let's consider withdrawing from the women and children, the city can't be defended, we can't put everyone's lives on the line in Jiangyin, we have to leave some back for Jiangyin!" Chen Mingyu, who had chapped lips, said to Yan Yingyuan.
"How do you evacuate? The Qing army is now besieging on all sides, and Junshan in the north of the city is also occupied by the Qing army, and it is impossible to get out of the city at all. Yan Yingyuan's expression was equally haggard, and his sleepless days made his eyes red like rabbits.
"Please ask the Jingjiang army to help, go to General Sha Qianli, he should have a way to inform the Chongming army in Jingjiang." Chen Mingyu said.
Knowing that Yan Yingyuan had finally agreed to evacuate the women and children, Yan Ermei, who had been staying in Jiangyin, was very happy, and personally went to Sha Qianli in Beicheng and asked him to pass the news to Mao 18 in Jingjiang.
At night, orange-red fireworks rose from Beicheng and shot straight into the air, a total of three, visible for miles. After half a pillar of incense, a blue firework also rose from the river to the north.
"Report, Lord Wang, three fireworks have been set off at the head of Jiangyin City! There is also a firework in the Yangtze River in response. A soldier burst into Dodor's tent and reported.
"It seems that the Ming army in Jingjiang is finally going to make a move, and the order will go down to let the various departments increase their vigilance, especially the army in the north. Maybe there will be a big move in the third watch tonight. After pondering for a moment, Dodor ordered categorically.
The Chongming army of Jingjiang Duoduo had long been on guard, and reserved elite troops waiting for them to go ashore. Now the Qing army's naval army has not yet been built, and most of the surrendered Zuo Liangyu sailors followed Azig to Jiujiang, and the green battalion sailors in Nanjing could not be used at all. Duoduo had already ordered the rebuilding of warships in Nanking and the training of naval forces. After the naval army is trained, it will attack Chongming Island.
The Qing soldiers were cautiously on guard, but until dawn, they did not see any movement of the Ming army in Jingjiang. Am I suspicious? Dodor thought to himself.
After more than 10 days of artillery bombardment, Jiangyin City was already in tatters. Duoduo also ordered a mound of earth outside the moat, the height of the city's head, with several cannons placed on each platform, and hundreds of archers fired wildly at the city! The powerful firepower pressed the Ming army on the Jiangyin city wall and couldn't raise its head at all.
In Jiangyin City, Chen Mingyu was responsible for organizing the retreat of the old and weak women and children, but there were hundreds of old people who said that they did not want to retreat, and kept saying that they wanted to live and die with Jiangyin.
After Yan Yingyuan found out, he personally talked to the old men, and he proposed a plan to deceive and surrender, and asked the old men to cooperate to complete it.
"This is a strategy of death and life, you are all elders of Jiangyin, if you don't want to go, you can bring it up." Yan Yingyuan said softly.
"What did Master Dianshi say? We and others are all people who sell loess to their necks, and of course we can't ask for a little bit to defend the city! The old man who was the leader said angrily.
On the third day, the Qing soldiers, who had just eaten the rebellion and were about to routinely attack the city, were surprised to find that the west gate of Jiangyin was opened, and a team of old men holding white flags came out of the city, accompanied by more than a dozen ox carts.
"Report, Lord Wang, Jiangyin is going to surrender!" The report of his subordinates made Duoduo overjoyed, it was naturally good to be able to take Jiangyin one day earlier, and it would be even better to take Jiangyin without casualties.
"Finally I can't stand it anymore, are you going to surrender?" Duoduo sneered, "But it's too late, you must pay for the lives of the Eight Banners warriors with your blood!" ”
Duoduo had already made up his mind, pretending to allow Jiangyin to surrender first, and then slaughtering the city after the Ming army in the city laid down their arms.
Although this would affect the reputation of the Qing court, it would also deter other rebellious Han Chinese, who would no longer dare to resist.
Hundreds of Jiangyin people were introduced into the camp, and Duoduo frowned, because he found that those who had come to surrender were all gray-haired old men.
"Why are all old men coming, and your leader Yan Yingyuan Chen Mingyu is here?" A Manchurian general, at the behest of Duoduo, came to the queue of old men and asked in a loud voice.
"We are all useless people, and it is most appropriate for us to represent Jiangyin. As long as you promise not to slaughter the people in the city, Yan Dianshi will naturally open the city and surrender in person. The old horse head replied calmly.
"What's in the carriage behind you?" The Manchurian general asked again.
"This is a silver tael specially offered to your army to show sincerity."
"Silver two, open it and take a look!"
The old horse head nodded, and glanced back at everyone in the queue, so the old men who were by the carriage reached into the carriage and took out their knives and guns.
"Kill the Tartars!" The old men with sharp blades roared loudly, staggering and slashing towards Dodor with their knives and guns.
Want to assassinate this king with these old things? Dodor sneered. How mentally retarded did Yan Yingyuan have to come up with such an idea and send these old guys who can't walk to be assassins!
The Eight Banners soldiers in the battalion giggled and laughed, watching the decisive charge of the old men like monkeys, and no one noticed the "Zizi" white smoke rising from each carriage.
"Kill them!" Duoduo coldly ordered, he didn't want to waste any more time on these old things, and he had to attack the city as soon as possible.
Jiangyin must be captured within three days, because the imperial court's decree ordering him to return to the north has been transmitted, and the Pingnan general Le Ke Dehun and the Jiangnan governor Hong Chengchou have arrived in Jiangning!
After giving the order, Duoduo ignored these old Han people, who were already dead, and turned around and walked towards the big tent.
As soon as he turned around, he heard a loud bang, and a huge shock wave rushed towards his back, and his body involuntarily threw forward, falling to the ground in one fell instantly.
Deaf and dizzy, it took a long time to come to his senses, Duoduo turned over with difficulty, and when he looked back, he saw the severed arms and stumps of the camp behind him, and the blood flowed like a river, a mess!