War has always been full of iron and blood, screams and lamentations...... There are no handsome men and beautiful women, and there is no magic invincible. The fight on the battlefield, life for life, I am invincible, it is a heroic epic, and it is also a crying blood cry of a tragic battle.

The war with the Tartars has been going on for more than fifty years, and half a century of war is too long. For Zhu Yongxing, he desperately wanted to end this internal counterinsurgency as soon as possible, so that he could concentrate his energy on domestic construction and external expansion.

Although he repeatedly emphasized to the outside world that he should win with stability, it was also Zhu Yongxing's fear that his feelings would affect the generals, and he would make the mistake of taking risks and impatience, resulting in unexpected losses. But if there is an opportunity for a quick victory, including intrigues, he must seize and fight for it, hoping to end the war that he is tired of as soon as possible.

And Jiannu, or Jiannu, or Jiannu, has been in decline after several major defeats. In particular, the near-collapse of the Gaizhou clique has greatly damaged its strength, and it is inevitable to withdraw from Shenyang in disgrace, continue to retreat north, and retract back to Jianzhou. Under the storm, people's hearts are scattered, and they are looking for a possible way out with their own small calculations, which is not surprising at all.

It is the Han people who are descending, and it is still the Han people who see that the situation is not good and repeatedly, although Zhu Yongxing despises it, although he feels sad about it, but he still needs to use what should be used. Even if he can reduce the number of casualties among the Ming soldiers, he thinks it is worth it.

There is no morality to speak of in the struggle between friend and foe, and if it is really above board, it is foolish. It is well documented that the Assassins could change the course of war or history. And civil strife will be the last straw for the demise of the Tartars, which can also be expected.

And this operation, which can speed up the course of the war, is planned by the Ministry of State Security, and led by the hidden personnel who have been developed since the establishment of an intelligence station in Beijing. As the Manchus retreated to the outside of the Guan, these few lurkers also arrived in Liaodong. Nowadays, the shape has changed greatly. The successive failures made many Manchu and Han officials dissatisfied with Aobai's dictatorship, and these people saw it as a good opportunity. Fighting with the frustrated and disgruntled bureaucrats, the Tartars are about to collapse in this civil strife.

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Liaodong won a great victory, and a fierce battle near Anshan destroyed the main force of Gaizhou Jiannu. In the ensuing pursuit, thousands of hussars once again showed their might, using wall tactics to kill the defeated Jiannu all over the field. Mei Ezhang Jing Azigen and Zhang Jing Shi Xinzhu were all killed in the wilderness, and only Zhuo Butai was able to escape under the desperate protection of his personal guards, and there were less than 100 people left around him.

At this point, there was no rebel army in formation that could stop the Ming army's march towards Shenyang. After the great victory, the Ming army cooperated in the division of troops in accordance with the plan of the General Staff. The Dangshuo army was stationed in Anshan and Liaoyang, and sent a division to Liaozhong County to defend it to ensure that the back road of the northward army was safe; The Northeast Military District rested for three days. After replenishing the grain and ammunition, nearly 100,000 troops marched together and pushed towards Shenyang; After being reinforced with part of the cavalry, the Recruit Independent Division turned around and advanced towards Dongningwei (now Benxi).

The lion fights the rabbit, and will do his best. According to the current strength of Jiannu, there are only 40,000 in patchwork, and even if the whole clan is mobilized, it will not be able to resist the Ming army that is pressing up violently.

In fact. After learning the news of Jinzhou's defeat, Jiannu had already made the decision to retreat. And began to send non-combatants to Jianzhou. It's just that he has to wait for the Gaizhou troops, Ao Bai left his son Dafu and part of the army in Shenyang, and he took the remnants of Jueluo Orha, who retreated from Jinzhou and fled back from afar, to protect the royal family and princes and ministers, and retreated to Jianzhou.

The future is bleak! Ao Bai rode on a horse. His face was expressionless, and although he was old, he was very majestic, but he couldn't stop lamenting in his heart.

Jiangnan is not guaranteed, and the Central Plains is not guaranteed. Liaodong is not guaranteed, and Jianzhou will be safe and sound? Will it be possible to hope that the climate and environment, as well as the lengthening of the supply lines of the Ming army, will be able to stop the Ming army from continuing its offensive? Even if it can have a slight effect, I am afraid it will only be temporary and short-term.

The Ming army, as well as the Ming Emperor and the Ming court behind them, all showed such ruthlessness. If you don't achieve your goal, you won't give up. Especially Emperor Ming, he was even more incomprehensible and fearful. He couldn't understand how Emperor Ming unified the scattered anti-Qing forces; He couldn't understand how Emperor Ming made the army's equipment sharper; He couldn't understand how Emperor Ming was good at dancing with long sleeves and raising food to support the army......

The Han people say that there will be a saint in 500 years, is it really fulfilled? But if it is not, Ao Bai can't explain what Emperor Qingming did as if he could predict the prophet, and he also knew how Wu Sangui was so frightened by the proverbs that he didn't dare to enter Yunnan and lost his fighting spirit.

If there was no Emperor Zhaowu, the current Manchurians would have swept the world and sat firmly on the country, right? Ao Bai has secretly thought about this more than once. Although Yongli is the hope of the Han people, it will never be an opponent worthy of respect; Although Li Dingguo is a famous general, he does not have such a great political appeal, and it is difficult to support the sky alone.

Time, luck! Ao Bai can't think clearly, can't figure it out, so he can only attribute these to the illusory will of God. As for the future, it can only be counted one step at a time, and it is left to fate.

The warm breeze was blowing slightly, which was a good time for the flowers and grass to be green, but Ao Bai felt hot and annoyed, and his face became more and more gloomy.

Along the way, it is common to see Manchu and Han people who moved towards Jianzhou. There were officials, civilians, mule carts, wheelbarrows, and another family relocation with an uncertain future, and people were mostly confused and sad on their faces.

The objects are moving less and less, and even the crops that are planted in the spring will be left to the Ming army! Ao Bai saw another group of people resting on the side of the road not far ahead, or avoiding the car's car. At this time, it was not the emperor who went out on patrol and burned incense to worship, but fled in a panic. Although these people also showed humility, they were no longer the same, and even the guards who drove the car were not in the mood to shout and scold.

The car drove slowly, and Ao Bai didn't take these people seriously, just glanced at it lightly. Whether it is a Manchu or a Han Chinese, after retreating to Jianzhou, manpower is precious. Not only to resist the possible continued offensive of the Ming army, but also to cultivate and produce, there are fewer people who are simply too busy.

Just as Ao Bai walked in front of this group of people, someone suddenly stood up and shouted loudly: "Ao Zhongtang, Lord Zhongtang, I am the son of Asiha, do you remember my father Asiha?" ”

Athha? Ao Bai paused slightly, and remembered that it was Bayala under him, who fought very bravely, and was disabled and retired, and he had not been in contact for many years.

"Let him come." Ao Bai is old, and the situation is so bleak, it is natural to feel nostalgic.

The man who claimed to be the son of Asha carried a dead deer from the ground, stepped past the guards, and came to Aobai, giving a courtesy and saying eloquently: "My father often talks about fighting with Ao Zhongtang, and the slave admires and worships him very much. ”

"You've got a heart." Ao Bai smiled rarely, and asked casually, "What about your father, is he okay?" ”

"If you go back to the middle hall, the slave's father is fine......" As he spoke, the man bent down as if he was placing the dead deer, but his hand secretly reached into the belly of the dead deer with a hidden hole, and then jerked and pulled, and two green smoke grenades tied together appeared in his hand, turned around and pounced on Aobai, hugged Aobai's arm deadly, and shouted: "Aobai deceived the monarch, committed great evil, and now I will remove it for my emperor." Hooray, hooray, hooray......"

This series of actions was only a few seconds, Ao Bai was taken aback, struggling to get rid of it indiscriminately, and the guards were also a little caught off guard, shouting and drawing knives one after another, and surrounded him......

Boom, boom! Two loud bangs exploded almost simultaneously, smoke rose, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and screams rang out in exclamation.

…………… (To be continued......)