In the middle of September of the second year of Longhan, the continuous mountainous area of the Xiaoxing'an Mountains was drizzled continuously.

Dorgon's worst fears came true, the Han army attacked in a big way, refusing to give them the slightest respite. The Qing army spent half a year, but the result was not able to swallow the upstream Sauron troops, the house leak happened to rain overnight, no one could think of those damned Sauron savages, they would rather die than submit to the Qing Dynasty, but turned around and knelt down to the Han people.

And since August, news has been coming from the lower reaches of the Heilongjiang River that a fleet of Han troops came from the sea, and after they entered the mouth of the Heilongjiang River, they went up the river, and the Qing troops and strongholds stationed on both sides of the river in the downstream areas were being repulsed one by one, and the strongholds were uprooted one by one, and those damned Haidong Jurchens were also like the Sauron tribes upstream, and turned around and took refuge in the Han people.

Two groups of savages, one in the south and one in the north, were following the Han army to kill the Jurchens' base camp in the main stream of Heilongjiang.

If it were just these two men, Dorgon wouldn't be so desperate.

Now in the south, a Han and Mongolian army is heading north.

This is the real biggest threat, and after Dolgon led his troops to move to Yihui, he built a fortress and set up a defensive line on the line of the Xiaoxing'an Mountains in the south. He deployed no less than 50,000 men on this line.

This is the last main force of the Qing Dynasty.

But now, one fortress after another has been breached, no matter how desperately they defend, no matter how much they occupy the terrain, bows and arrows can't match muskets, simple small cannons, and can't bombard the heavy artillery of the Han army.

The Han army was surrounded on three sides.

Dolgon's mood was as cold as the rain of autumn.

There are enemies on three sides, and all three sides are losing step by step, and there is a possibility of collapse at any time. Reinforcements were needed everywhere, and messengers from all over the country came one after another, but Dorgon had no reinforcements at all.

In the city of Xuanhui. Now there are only 3,000 Eight Banners left.

He originally hoped that the Moxi Mongols would create some trouble for Liu Jiye and contain some Han troops, and even when he heard that Liu Jiye was using troops in the southeast and Japan in the east, he was secretly excited for a long time. thinks that Liu Jiye sent troops everywhere, so he may not go north to expedition against the Jurchens. They finally have a chance to breathe.

Therefore, he also ignored the possibility of causing a revolt from the Haidong Jurchens and the Sauron tribes, and implemented a tough policy against these tribes, increasing taxes, forcibly dividing the tribes according to the Eight Banners system, and allowing them to send troops and food. Haidong Jurchen did not rebel, Sauron rebelled, Dolgon thought that he could send troops to conquer, but he never expected the Han people to react so quickly and quickly support.

Perhaps the Qing should continue to retreat north. Cross the Heilongjiang River and withdraw to the area around the Jingqili River, or beyond.

It's already cool, and it won't be long before it rains here, and then the rivers freeze and the miles freeze.

Dorgon shook his head in despair, useless. Even if they flee to the ends of the earth, these Han people will chase after them. They simply refused to let go of the Qing Dynasty. They no longer have the strength to move further north.

The power of the Qing Dynasty has been weakened again and again, and now it is too weak to imagine. This year's conquest of the various tribes of Sauron was on full display. Many troops were mobilized and fought for more than half a year, but they were never able to capture a few Sauron stockades. If it had been placed a few years ago, the entire area outside the Guanwai. Who would dare to confront the Jurchens?

Just send a few thousand Eight Banner soldiers, and you can slaughter their entire clan.

His eyes looked at the line of the Xiaoxing'an Mountains in the south, which was the last main force of the Qing Dynasty.

However, the Qing Dynasty never went on defense, they were stronger than attacking, and fierce and tenacious were the style of the Eight Banners. They are the best at concentrating their forces and storming a little. Back then, they fought with the Ming army, that is, no matter how many ways the Ming army came, they only went all the way. When dealing with the Guanning defense line of the Ming army, it was also customary to encircle the point and send reinforcements, and win the battle in the field.

They were never good at defending.

Not to mention this rudimentary line of defense, full of loopholes, like a big sieve.

Moreover, now they lack ordnance and food, many Eight Banner soldiers can't even eat, experienced veterans have lost too much, and now there are too many recruits in the army, and even many cubs who are only ten years old. Especially the lack of firearms, they lost almost all their guns, and there were pitiful muskets.

Even arrows are lacking, and armor is insufficient.

The most terrible thing is that the morale of the Jurchens has been defeated, in the past, the Jurchens were not satisfied with 10,000, they were invincible, and when facing the Han people, even if 3,000 against 100,000, people were never afraid. But now, it's the other way around. Hearing the name of Han Jun has already made many people's hearts palpitate. Not to mention the roar of Han artillery, which often emboldened young warriors.

The Jianzhou Jurchens rose rapidly, and when they defeated the Haixi Jurchens, they swept across the entire Liaodong land like a whirlwind and clouds, and even conquered Mongolia and Korea, and beat the Ming Dynasty. But now, they are losing faster, and their power is less than a tenth of what it was in its heyday.

The current situation of the battle had made it clear to Dorgon that the careful Anling line on which he had high hopes was useless. Even the two armies of the Han people in the upper and lower reaches of Heilongjiang can hit Yuhui at any time.

"Lord Wang, what can we do?" The mother of the little Emperor Fulin, the Empress Dowager of the West, Borzigit Mubumutai, looked at Dolgon through a beaded curtain.

"We can't do anything." In the past, Dorgon would never have spoken such helpless words. But there are only three people here, a four-year-old emperor who doesn't know anything, and the other is the Queen Mother of the West who is a woman, and Dolgon no longer hides it.

"Can't do anything?" Mubu Mutai looked helpless. The mother Horqin tribe has been uprooted by the Han Chinese, and Mubu Mutai's only reliance is on the young emperor's son. But now that the Han army is about to fall into the city, she can only turn to the regent Dorgon.

Dorgon let out a long sigh and turned to leave.

He has already sent out all the soldiers he can send, and the city is now an empty city, once the three-way Han army is attacked, any way to break through and intercept, the Qing Dynasty will be over.

In the lower reaches of the Heilongjiang River, which is only 300 miles away from the city of Yuanhui, at the mouth where the Xun River joins the Heilongjiang River, Tong Haifeng's fleet had to temporarily sail into the mouth of the Xun River because of the surging water of the river, and found a slightly gentle river bay to anchor and stop the boat, and the soldiers went ashore to camp to avoid the wind.

Coming all the way from Black Dragon Island, nearly a thousand soldiers were left along the way, but at this time, the personnel of this fleet did not decrease but increased. With almost seven thousand people.

In addition to the 4,000 members of the fleet, there were 3,000 people accompanying them on their ships, and these 3,000 people were all the Jurchen tribes of Haidong in the lower regions. In response to Tong Haifeng's call, these tribes sent some young men to accompany them to the north to conquer the Jianzhou Jurchens.

The camp is located on the south bank of the Xun River, which is bordered by the Heilongjiang River to the north and the Xun River to the west. To the east, not far from the Kurbin River, it is surrounded by a very open plain.

The patrol speedboat sent upstream to reconnoiter brought back a report on the enemy's situation, and not far upstream, several artillery batteries were found, as well as the camp of the Qing army, and there were many troops stationed there, at least more than 5,000 people guarding that section of the river. There are not only artillery, but also catapults, etc. They even found many wooden boats and rafts along the river, and it was estimated that it would be difficult to force their way across this section of the river.

They guarded the narrowest section of the river nearby, only a narrow river of more than 100 zhang, so that if they wanted to pass through here, they would inevitably be completely exposed to the Qing army's attack.

Although several of the fleet thought that they were not at all afraid, with the powerful firepower of the fleet's hundreds of guns, they could bomb their riverside fortifications to shreds. However, Tong Haifeng is still very cautious.

Especially since this place is still three hundred miles away from Xuanhui, this level will never be the last. This is only the first one, and there will definitely be stronger interceptions to follow.

Now that the river is turbulent, Tong Haifeng plans to wait for the river level to stabilize before considering it.

Seven thousand men and horses took turns to go into battle, braved the rain for three days, and set up a large camp on that open plain land.

Tong Haifeng planned to camp here temporarily, and then send a few reconnaissance teams out. Investigate the enemy's situation and see if you can figure out the specific situation here now. He believed that there must still be an army attack at the imperial court, and it would be better if he could get in touch with them.

The rain that had been falling for a few days had finally stopped, and the soldiers who had been busy for a few days. I was finally able to get rid of the damp clothes and sleep in the tent wrapped in a blanket.

The night was uneventful.

In the early morning, the camp was shrouded in a thick fog and visibility was less than ten meters.

The soldiers in the camp were still sleeping, and only a few were on duty. The sound of rushing water in the distance could be heard from the river, and all that remained was the quiet camp.

Zhou Hong changed his post at four o'clock, and he and four other naval officer candidates replaced the captain who was still sleeping in the stern, and most of the soldiers on board had already gone ashore to rest in the camp, after all, the ship was crowded, and the seamen and gunners had to sleep in the hammocks on the cannons, and the smell was definitely not comfortable.

The lookout stood on a high mast, but saw nothing.

Zhou Hong held the clairvoyant mirror and made several futile attempts, but also gave up.

In the camp, a group of young men of the Haidong Jurchen tribe walked out of the camp with bows and arrows and steel knives on their backs, and walked towards the mist. They went hunting and fishing, a team of 7,000 people, and the daily consumption was enormous. Although the ship also carried a lot of food and canned food, since it was ashore and camped, it was more cost-effective to have the opportunity to catch some fresh game.

Wearing a tiger skin hat and a tiger skin coat, Yukle carries a bow and a knife on his back, and holds a jida in his hand.

The weapon, called the Ginda, is a type of wooden spear that the Marines in the fleet prefer to call the Tiger Gun. But in fact, this kind of weapon called Jida by the Black Zhen people, they are more used to hunt bears.

The tip of this agitated spear is flat and pointed, with a sharp mouth on both sides, and the bottom is a conical tube that is placed on a wooden handle. Its most distinctive feature is that on both sides of the nozzle, there are flat holes, each wearing a belt, and buckling a wooden stick about three inches long.

This is done because when the bear is stabbed in the throat, the bear often pounces on the hunter in pain, and with these two wooden sticks, he can resist his forward movement.

Yukle is a warrior among the You clan in the Black Zhen Clan, and the You Clan is also a famous big tribe in the Black Zhen Clan.

The tiger fur hat and tiger coat he wears are made of tiger skins that he hunts in his hands.

Not far out of the camp, a cold wind blew, blowing away a cloud of mist.

Yukle's ears moved, and he immediately stopped, and raised the agitation in his hand, and his companions immediately stopped. The Yukle is a well-known warrior of his clan, and is also known for his sensitive senses, often sensing the movement of his prey from a great distance.

"Is there any prey?" One of the fighters whispered excitedly.

Yukle didn't answer, he took a few steps away from his companion, then sniffed lightly upwind with his nose outstretched, listened for a while, and finally retreated.

"Not the prey, but the hunter. There are Jianzhou people here. ”

The Heizhen people are also known as the Heishui Jurchens, and the Jianzhou Jurchens are of the same origin, and the Han people call the Jianzhou Jurchens Jianyu and Tatars, and even call the Haidong Jurchens as fish skin Tatars. But in fact, their relationship with the Jianzhou Jurchens is not good. There was no fighting with each other.

When the Jianzhou Jurchens became strong, they repeatedly conquered the Haidong Jurchen tribes in the Heilongjiang River Valley. The You clan has fought several battles with the Jianzhou Jurchens, and they have suffered many losses.

As soon as they heard about Jiannu, the warriors of the You clan became angry.

Many people shouted that they were going to kill Jiannu, but Yukle stopped his companions, "It's no coincidence that Jiannu is here, and now it's foggy, and we can't figure out how many Jiannu are nearby." Let's go back immediately and tell the Han people. Don't make a sound, this time we want to borrow the hands of the Han people and let Jiannu plant a big heel! ”

Yukle and his party soon returned to the camp, and by this time many of the soldiers in the camp had already risen, and everyone was surprised that they had gone and returned, especially since they had returned empty.

"Where is General Tong, we found the Jurchens outside!"

The star officer heard the news. Hurriedly asked the soldiers to strengthen their vigilance, and immediately called a soldier to ask him to take Yukele to see Tong Haifeng.

"Are you sure it's a Jurchen?"

Tong Haifeng, who hurriedly heard the news, looked solemn.

"I heard the Jurchens talking. I smell them, but I'm not sure how many of them there are. ”

A battalion commander of the Marine Corps said, "Maybe it's just a Jurchen scout." ”

"Don't be careless, it's better to make a false alarm than to be careless." The commander of the land battle mark who was operating with the ship shook his head.

Tong Haifeng nodded, "I also think what Wang Biaochang said makes sense." Pass the order down, wake everyone up, and get into combat readiness. ”

The experienced Wang Biao said, "Don't make a noise first, if there is really a tartar who doesn't know whether to live or die touches it." We'll make a plan, and when they reach the front of the camp, we'll give them a ruthless plan. ”

The fog was still thick, and it was impossible to see what was going on outside in the camp, and likewise, it was impossible to see what was going on inside the camp from a distance. At this time, the camp shrouded in thick fog, behind the simple wooden fence, were squatting row after row of soldiers who had entered the battle readiness.

In the center of the camp, the artillerymen were also pushing a cannon to the designated position to prepare.

Leaning on the shore on the side of the camp, the warships were quietly twisting their anchors and hoisting their sails, the seamen were busy and nervously sailing the ships to the center of the river, the gunners had put away all the hammocks, tied them to the side of the ship according to the regulations, the gun windows were opened, and the trainee gunners were carrying gunpowder bags in place.

After everything was in place, the Jurchens did not appear for a long time.

Many people think that it is a false alarm, maybe the black real people see only the Jurchen scouts, and some people even think that it is a false alarm at all, the black real people may only hear the movement of birds and beasts, after all, they did not really see the Jurchen people.

However, suspicion is suspicion, but no one dares to relax until the alarm is lifted.

After waiting for half an hour, just when even Wang Biaochang and Tong Haifeng were suspecting that this was a false alarm, suddenly, only more than ten meters away from the wall, the fog suddenly shook, and then a man wearing cotton armor and holding a steel knife in his hand jumped out.

The fog was shaking, and more and more Manchu people were visible in the mist.

They were very agile and light, but they were running towards the camp with great speed.

Almost at the same time, a large number of Jurchens suddenly rushed out from all directions of the camp, and they did not shout or shout, but rushed towards the camp with their knives.

"Grass, these ****!"

Tong Haifeng couldn't help but be startled when he saw so many Jurchens. Fortunately, the people of the You clan found them and came back in time to report the news, so that the camp could be prepared.

Otherwise, carelessly, on such a foggy morning, the Jurchens would really rush into the village in one fell swoop. If that's the case, it's quite troublesome, and maybe you'll lose a lot.

Wang Biaochang has long been authorized by Tong Haifeng to serve as the commander of this battle.

The Jurchens had already rushed to the wall, but Wang Biaochang did not immediately give the order to attack.

It's getting closer, it's getting closer.

Seeing that these tartars were about to turn over the wooden fence, Wang Biaochang finally waved his right arm fiercely.

"Fuck these bitches!"

The herald immediately sounded the military horn, and the sharp and rapid trumpet sounded, and the platoon leaders and squad leaders standing on the front line immediately blew their iron whistles.

"Shoot!"

"Kill them!"

Roars rang out one after another, and the camp suddenly turned from quiet to noisy.

One after another, muskets fired, and clusters of fire shone from the muzzles, and then the sound of gunfire like fried beans continued to sound one after another.

Rows of bullets burst out, sending the flesh and blood of Jiannu, who had already approached the outside of the fence and were only three or four meters away, flying sideways and shattering.

The first row of guns rang out, the Marines in the second row continued to fire, and then the third row.

The well-trained infantrymen, after a round of fire, immediately and quickly reloaded, and in just a short time, the reload was completed again.

In just two or three minutes, there was no longer a standing Jiannu in front of the camp.

"Stop shooting!"

The fog was too big, the field of vision was not enough, and after Jiannu rushed again, Wang Biaochang immediately ordered to stop shooting.

The air above the barracks was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder and blood.

After calming down, one can hear a flurry of footsteps moving away.

When the smoke cleared, only the corpses in front of the camp were left in everyone's sight, and it was estimated that the short round of shooting just now killed at least more than 300 Jiannu.

"Jiannu has been defeated and retreated, do you want to pursue?" A company commander asked.

Marine Corps Commander Wang De shook his head, such a big fog right now, especially when the number of enemies is not clear, it is not appropriate to attack easily.

No one knows whether behind this dense fog are only a hundred or so remnants of the defeated generals, or countless Eight Banners army hiding in it. (To be continued.) )