Chapter Ninety-Eight: Before the Decisive Battle
"If you had shot that arrow, you would be dead by now!" The blind man in front of him threw the wine bag to Li Rujing and said calmly.
The entrance of the liquor is a burning knife outside the gate, which seems to be the harvest of the blind man in the past two days. He claimed to have never killed anyone, and he had shot at least a dozen Tartars in the past few days, sealing his throat with arrows and arrows, and sparing no hands.
"Don't you don't kill?" Li Rujing should have no ill will until the blind man, otherwise, he would have absolutely no chance to escape the blind man's sneak attack just now.
The blind man took the wine bag from Li Rujing's hand, poured a big sip, exclaimed with pleasure, and then smacked his mouth. "The ones I killed weren't people!"
Li Rujing suddenly smiled happily.
The blind man pointed at Li Rujing, "Do you know that when I was hiding behind you just now, I was afraid that you would shoot that arrow." Because, I'm afraid to kill my brother who used to live and die together! ”
The blind man's expression was very serious, "It's true, I'm really scared!" ”
"Don't worry, this time it can be regarded as an explanation for myself, and I won't trouble Zhu Ping'an again in the future!" Li Rujing lay lazily on the withered yellow grass and tightened the leather jacket on his body. "But you should tell me what you are, right?"
Hearing Li Rujing's answer, the blind man suddenly smiled, and his smile was very bright, and every wrinkle on his face bloomed, revealing a mouth full of shiny white teeth.
"There's always a chance to know! Now, you just have to remember that my name is blind and I am your brother, and that is enough! ”
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The march of Dolgon's army was extremely fast, in less than five days. It has advanced to the area of Longping and Renxian, and the four-way army marched hand in hand, squeezing towards Xingtai together.
In order to avoid being surrounded by the Qing army, Lu Xiangsheng decisively ordered to march east to Julu, and maintained a horn fight with Ji Ze Gao Qiqian to jointly resist the attack of the Qing army.
"Finally here at the giant deer!" Zhu Ping'an couldn't help but sigh a little, due to the inertia of history, no matter how much effort he made before, Lu Xiangsheng still came to the place where his fate ended. Zhu Ping'an rushed to a huge sense of powerlessness and planned so much. I just hope to get a result that is very different from history. I hope that good luck will be on my side this time.
In the second year of the Northern Song Dynasty, the Yellow River burst, and the ancient city of Julu was flooded by the Zhanghe River, and the flood carried a large amount of sediment to swallow the city instantly. In addition to the Sanming Temple Tower, there is also a section exposed. The entire city vanished without a trace. Until the Hongwu period in the early Ming Dynasty. Only then did he begin to rebuild Julu City.
After hundreds of years of wind and rain, today's Julu City is still full of vicissitudes, and Julu is located in the plain. It was not practical to build a stone wall, so today's walls are made of bricks, which are neat but not highly defensive.
Julu City belongs to the county seat in the Ming system, the scale is very small, not enough to garrison more than 20,000 troops, therefore, Lu Xiangsheng left the Governor Battalion and the people's army in the city for the purpose of defending the city, and Yang Guozhu led the soldiers and horses of Jizhen to camp in the north of the city. And Zhu Ping'an joined forces with Hu Dawei's Shaanxi military horses and stationed them in the south of the city, in order to become a corner.
When the army marched eastward, it passed through Nanhe, which was a famous rich place in Hebei, with fertile land and rivers criss-crossed, and Yao Dongzhao spared no effort to help, the army collected 8,000 stone of grain and grass in Nanhe alone, plus the grain sent by the people from all over the country, which was enough for the army to last for half a month.
At this time, everyone understands that the time for a decisive battle with the Qing army is coming.
There are more than 3,000 soldiers and horses in Shaanxi under Hu Dawei's department, and they are stationed together in Zhu Ping'an's department and are responsible for the defense line in the south of the city. In just two days, the horses and trenches surrounding the camp had been laid. Shaanxi's soldiers and horses are barren, the equipment in the army is extremely inferior, and all kinds of firearms are even more varied, but they are outdated.
Hu Dawei was simply aware that the equipment of his subordinates was not as good as the military horses of Zhongdu, so he simply handed over all the firearms and other equipment to Zhu Ping'an to select, anyway, there was not much gunpowder stored in their hands, and when they ran out, these things were purely decorations.
Zhu Ping'an was not polite, the two armies must work together in one place, otherwise they will be broken through by the Qing army in minutes.
Zhu Ping'an asked the craftsmen under his command to select the firearms in the Tiger Dawei Army, remove the firearms that were already unusable, and finally sorted out 200 shotguns, 15 guns, 10 Tiger squat cannons, and only 2 Franc machine guns. The remaining dozens of Thunderbolts, Swarm Bees, and Five Thunder God Machines can also come in handy. According to these equipment, theoretically speaking, it is enough to cover a frontal enemy of about one mile to one hundred and fifty steps, plus all kinds of firearms brought by Zhu Ping'an from Fengyang, it is enough to ensure that the Qing army will not be able to move an inch within two days.
At the beginning of the war, it was necessary to rely on them to cooperate with Zhu Ping'an's musket battalion to block the first round of attacks of the Qing army. The last in line were naturally the infantry and cavalry, but to be honest, the cavalry of the Ming army could play an extremely limited role in this battle.
Once the two defensive lines of defense in the north and south are broken through, then there is no choice but to retreat into Julu City and defend it. Otherwise, it would be a split road to break through, but Lu Xiangsheng should not do this.
Yang Tinglin had already rushed to Beijing seven days ago. Although he disagreed with Zhu Ping'an's methods as much as Lu Xiangsheng in his heart, it was a matter of the life and death of tens of thousands of soldiers and the fate of Lu Xiangsheng, and Yang Tinglin had to take this task with a breath, because after all, he was the only one who was most familiar with the environment of the Jingshi, and he was also the backbone of the East Palace, which were valuable resources that could be used.
On December 18, the outpost of the Qing army had already been infested in the Julu area, and the Ming army's scout troops had fought several times with the night squad, and there were casualties among each other, and it is conceivable that the main force of the Qing army would arrive within these two days.
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Dorgon was in a bad mood. As a first-class general in the Manchu army, Dolgon originally had great hopes for this entry. Dolgon hopes to use this impressive record to establish his position under one person and above ten thousand people in the Eight Banners.
How Huang Taiji obtained the throne, the three Dolgon brothers know well. Now Huang Taiji's imperial power is stable, a large number of Han officials are appointed internally, balancing the power of the Eight Banners magnates, and externally he has successively pacified Southern Mongolia and Korea, sweeping away the worries in one fell swoop, and it can be said that his prestige is great in the Manchu Qing Dynasty. The dream that lurked in Dorgon's heart was drifting away, and he knew that in Huang Taiji's lifetime, he might not have a chance to regain his own qiē. The throne, power, and the woman who has become the concubine in the deep palace.
But Dorgon also has its own strengths, and that is age. Huang Taiji is forty-seven years old this year, and he Dolgon is only twenty-seven years old, which means that he Dolgon has time to spend with Huang Taiji. What's more, because of the death of the young son of the favorite concubine Hai Lanzhu, Huang Taiji was hit hard, and his body bones were obviously weak.
This gave Dorgon hope in the darkness.
Pacifying the Mongols and fighting against the Ming army in Liaodong, Dolgon established his position among the nobles of the Eight Banners with a series of victories. Now he desperately hopes to use his exploits to sweep the territory of the Ming Dynasty to fight for more voice for himself.
But I never thought that this battle for Zhengming would be so unsmooth.
After the attack that night, although he knew that the soldiers of the Han army banner could not be killed, Dorgon, as the commander of the first army, knew very well the danger of continuing to march with more than a thousand wounded, which would slow down the march of the army again, and slowly fall into the rhythm that the Ming army was best at. The commander of the Ming army in front of him, Lu Xiangsheng, was a general who was extremely good at seizing opportunities, and Dolgon could not watch this battle get out of control.
He can't fail, and he can't afford to fail.
Therefore, Dolgon chose to secretly kill the wounded and disabled Han soldiers. Early the next morning, Duoduo's elite with white flags killed the wounded soldiers of the Han army who had gathered together, and for this reason, filled in an entire ravine.
Looking at the helpless hands sticking out of the soil, Dorgon rushed to a chill he had never felt before.
After that, even Dorgon himself could feel it. Ning Wan, I and even Qi Chongge, as well as the officers and thousands of soldiers of the Han Army Banner, looked at him with deep fear in their eyes. He understood that this matter would soon spread back to Guanwai, and it would probably not be easy to win over those favored Han officials again, which would require more money, promises, and affection.
Yue Tuo's right-wing army had broken through into Shandong, and the weakness of Shandong's military strength was simply unbelievable. Dolgon suddenly realized that he might have been fooled in the first place, and the left flank army was clearly facing more Ming sieges, but Huang Taiji handed over this swinging potato to himself. In an instant, Dolgon had a sudden realization.
No wonder Huang Taiji agreed to let him lead the troops to the expedition so happily, it turned out that this pit was buried here!
His own left flank army had to face Guan Ning's army and Lu Xiangsheng's Xuanda army, while Yue Tuo was in a no-man's land in Shandong. This arrangement of Huang Taiji has a profound meaning!
In front of him, there is the city of the giant deer, and what is the result of his expedition this time, he will have to know when he sees it. Dolgon has urgently ordered Hauge, Abatai and Duoduo to move closer to Julu, he wants to annihilate Lu Xiangsheng's department in Julu, Gao Qiqian's old eunuch is his Dolgon's often defeated general, and the most elite Guan Ning army of the Ming Dynasty can only be a flock of sheep under his command. What if there were 40,000 people?
As long as he takes down the giant deer in front of him and holds the head of the Nalu madman in his hand, then he Dolgon will still be the first brave general of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, the commander of the army, and there is no difference from before.
"Huang Taiji!" Dolgon secretly shouted this name in his heart, and not far away, thousands of soldiers were slowly marching in the direction of the giant deer, their swords, guns and banners covering the sky and the sun, like an unstoppable torrent rolling forward, as if to swallow and destroy the crumbling city at once!
"Huang Taiji, I, Dolgon, swear, I will definitely cut off Lu Xiangsheng's head and present it to you, your helpless expression is the most pleasant gift for me! Wait and see, I will take back the qiē that you snatched step by step, so that your children and grandchildren will be trampled under the feet of my Dolgon for the rest of your life! (To be continued......)
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