Chapter 717: Sea Route (5)
The cavalry felt the sporadic torches returning to the city, and the horsemen from the Mongols made strange noises.
There are Mongols from various tribes in Mongolia, among which the Modong people are the most, and after two months, they all heard the news that the tribe lost to Chahar in the steppe war.
They worry about their loved ones at home, they miss the herds of the steppe, but this is war
"We're leaving," said Dolgon, his eyes full of sorrow.
"Ah......h
"We're leaving," Dorgon repeated. From the moment he saw the Ming army's sailors appear at the mouth of the Huai River, this idea rose in his mind.
"Perhaps, you are right, Sene is the place of the Han people after all, and now they are coming back"
He didn't say it to Zilharang, he said it to those people in Beijing in his heart.
Dorgon seldom, seldom showed signs of decadence, at least never seen by Zilharan. In the past few days, the cavalry of the Qing Dynasty has been doing well on the battlefield, as if they were fighting with the Ming army, why did the regent retreat? He didn't understand.
"Tonight, the army crossed the Huai River to the north, and ordered the defenders of Fengyang Mansion to take all their belongings and retreat to the north of the Yellow River." 、
After two days of thinking, Dorgon had made up his mind.
"Lord," Zilharang exclaimed.
Dolgon pointed to a flickering light in the east: "Can't you see it, their sailor is here, I'm worried about Shandong, I'm worried about Jingshi."
This step-by-step retreat, from Yangzhou Road to Huai'an, left the corpses of countless Qing warriors along the way, and Aobai lost 5,000 Jurchens in Huaiyang.
Five thousand Jurchen Dolgon wanted to pull Ao Bai out of the grave and stab him in the heart again. Whether it is two yellow flags or two white flags, they are all warriors of the Qing Dynasty
Tonight there was only a silver hook-like crescent moon in the sky, and ten paces away there was only a black patch. After a whole day of fierce fighting, the Ming soldiers were very tired.
Around midnight, the camp outside the city was quiet, and the Mongol scouts were active outside the city to prevent the Ming army from attacking late at night. They had good reason to isolate the scouts of the Ming army, and, fighting in the dark, the Mongols, who did not use firearms, had a clear advantage.
In the first half of the night, the Jurchens were preparing in the dark city.
As soon as the hour passed, the north gate was wide open, and the neat soldiers walked towards the Huai River more than ten miles away. Huai'an City is indeed the elite of the Eight Banners, although the battle has been lost, but the spirit of the soldiers is not reduced, and the formation is not chaotic.
The wooden boats are not lit in the dark, and the banks of the Huai River are not too wide, and the blazing fires on the opposite bank guide the way.
Li Chengdong's army stayed at the end, and the people with the white flag crossed the river first, then the people with the yellow flag, and finally the people with the two red flags.
The sound of the water is roaring, and the wooden boats are shuttling.
In the middle of the night, several water ghosts swim upstream along the banks of the Huai River, they are the tide of the sea, like a nimble big fish swimming in the water.
The iron cannon on the shore crouched quietly, and there was no fierce appearance in the daytime. Small wooden boats patrol the river, and the sailors listen carefully to the movements around them.
Occasionally, there was the sound of rushing water, and the patrolman looked up and couldn't tell if it was the big fish in the river beating or someone moving.
The water ghosts were watching the movement of the river, and the waves from the back and forth of the big boats for miles were lapping in their faces. Although there was no fire, they could hear the movement of the large group of men and horses walking on the shore.
The water ghosts swam back as best they could, and they wanted to tell the chief soldier of the movement in the river.
They swam back with all their might, exhausting all their strength.
At the mouth of the Huai River, there were patrol boats of the Ming army, and the water ghosts shouted in the dark water until their companions pulled them onto the boat.
The wooden boat pulled its sails and sailed towards the water village, where the lights flickered and most of the people were asleep.
"My lord, my lord, Kiyoshi is crossing the river"
Chen Huwei rubbed his eyes and glanced at the two patrolmen kneeling in front of him. He was woken up just lying down and in a bad mood.
"Crossing the river? You read that right? Could it be that the Qing captives are transporting supplies to the city of Huai'an? ”
"No," the scout replied categorically, "In order to find out the situation, we specially swam closer to see, and the Qing captives crossed the river in small wooden boats, without lighting lights, and transported troops north of the Huai River one by one."
"Do they want to give up Huai'an City?" Chen Huwei immediately thought of the sailor who had gone north from the East China Sea two days ago.
Could it be that they blessed them in Shandong 6, and the Qing captives returned to the army to rescue? He shook his head silently. Shi Fu's movements were not so fast, he was not sure where Shi Fu was Deng6, but it must be north of Dengzhou. The art of war is cloudy: attack the place that must be saved. Only Dengzhou, Jingshi and Liaodong can be regarded as the key points of the Qing captives.
Maybe Shi Fu's whereabouts were revealed, Chen Huwei touched the hard beard on his chin, and his face was gloomy and silent. That's it, he decided in his heart that this was the reason.
He has accumulated power for many years, he does not say anything, and the two scouts are anxious, so they can only kneel on the ground.
"I see that in the past two days, the Qing captives have reversed their decline on the road and on the water, and they are on a par with my Ming soldiers and horses, how could they suddenly withdraw their troops to the north at this time?" Chen Huwei sneered, "You must have made a mistake and lied about the charge of reporting military intelligence, you know?"
One of the scouts was terrified and argued, "My lord, we are absolutely not mistaken"
The other person had a flexible brain, saw that Chen Huwei's face was getting worse and worse, pulled the corner of his companion's clothes, and said, "Maybe, maybe we didn't see it clearly, let's go to Huai'an City to check it out."
"It's the best," Chen Huwei waved his hand outward.
The two scouts walked out of the tent in despair.
Chen Huwei watched the two of them withdraw, turned over and lay on the cool bamboo mat, he opened his eyes and lay down for a moment and quickly got up, paced three times back and forth in the big tent, and suddenly shouted outward: "Call Chen Ba to me" Chen Ba was his cronie when he was a pirate boss, and now he is a general in the army.
The soldier on duty at the gate replied: "Obey" The footsteps gradually faded away.
Under the faint light of the fire in the big tent, Chen Huwei showed a hideous smile, "The Min people also want to take credit from me, and let you taste the bitterness"
About a quarter of an hour later, a hoarse voice came from outside the tent: "My lord, the end is coming."
"Come in"
A man with high cheekbones and triangular eyes opened the curtain and walked in, smiling and talking: "It's really cool here, my lord, I haven't slept all night."
"No wonder it came so quickly" Chen Huwei beckoned him to sit beside him, "Just now the two scouts got some inappropriate news, I'm worried that the matter will reach the ears of the regent, you go and solve the trouble"
"Oh," Chen Ba's face remained unchanged. He has long been accustomed to this kind of thing, and in Zhehai, he doesn't know how much trouble he has solved for the former big boss.
"Which battalion?"
Chen Huwei scolded: "Which battalion are you still asking me?" ”
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