"Bell, bell, bell—"

On the second day, accompanied by a noisy sound, the eight banners of Jianzhou and the eight banners of Mongolia, and the men and horses of the four battalions of the Han Dynasty went out of the camp respectively to escort the craftsmen to set off.

The sound of gold sounded after they left, and then a large number of Jurchens in tattered cotton clothes, ordinary Han people, and Mongols walked out of the big tent.

It's just that compared to the number of people who entered the account yesterday, the number of people who came out of the account today seems to be extraordinarily small.

The people who came out of the tent seemed to be accustomed to it, and they went to some tents to shout, but soon found some Jurchen women and children who froze to death in the tents, as well as Mongolian and Han women and children.

The group died with a smile on their faces, not knowing what they dreamed of.

Perhaps it is much better for them to freeze to death in a beautiful dream than to wake up and face the cruel and painful reality.

In today's Beishan, there are too many people like this, and after a moment of silence, some Jurchens began to step forward and take off their cotton clothes one after another and put them on themselves.

Some are dead, but some are still alive.

Even when they woke up, they looked so desperate, and when they were rummaging through the cotton clothes, someone moved in the pile of corpses lying motionless, which made everyone who picked up their clothes stunned and looked at it.

I saw that it was a five or six-year-old child who got up, and after he got up, he rubbed his eyes and looked around, as if he was looking for someone.

"Zhezhe (father), Zhezhe, I'm hungry ......"

The toddler found his father, and he pushed hard, but the freezing cold came from his hands.

It was the eleventh day of the Northern Hunt, and the young boy was not a fool, he understood what it meant.

For a moment, his mind went blank, while the others stepped forward and stripped off his father's clothes, put them on him, and took him by the hand and left the tent.

There are countless children like him, and one night in Hebei made the team of more than 300,000 people disappear in an instant.

"......" got the news from the rear, Huang Taiji, who had set off an hour in advance, stood silent in front of an abandoned cottage, and in front of him, there was a stone tablet on the left side of the gate of this abandoned cottage, with a row of words engraved on it.

[Hu'er River disobeys the royal road and kills the ......]

[Nurhachi, the general of the left guard of the left guard of the Ming Dynasty, stayed in the ...... in the thirty-ninth year of Wanli]

A row of words, which seems very ironic.

In the 39th year of Wanli, Nurhachi, who also claimed to be the general of the Ming Dragon and Tiger, was called Khan in the 44th year of Wanli, and rebelled in the 46th year of Wanli and attacked Liaodong of the Ming Dynasty.

If An Lushan still has some inducements brought by Yang Guozhong's coercion, then Nurhachi is purely for personal ambition.

"Great Khan, forget it, almost more than 1,900 people died......"

Zilharang rode his horse and said the number with a heavy heart.

Huang Taiji bowed his head slightly after hearing this, didn't say anything, just glanced at the stone tablet, turned the horse's head, and left the cottage that had become a ruin.

The cold wind blew, and the corpses of the Jurchens of the Huer River Institute who were hanged by Nurhachi on the gate of the cottage were blown and swayed.

The rotten rope seemed to sense something, and suddenly it snapped, and the corpse fell, and the bones kept rolling out of the animal skin clothes.

Huang Taiji turned his head when he heard the voice, and a skull rolled to his horse's hoof, causing him to frown.

But he didn't say anything, just turned and rode away, leaving only the skeletons at the door.

Similarly, as they marched north, the Jurchens of the col also departed.

In the vast northern mountains, after they left, only the thousands of corpses lying in the snow remained.

The cold wind whistled, and apart from the corpses, only the white North Mountain remained.

"Kill !!"

A shout of killing pulled people to the battlefield of Yimihe City, and after several days of continuous shelling, Yimihe City finally collapsed.

The Ming army poured in along the city wall, killing the Jurchen old and weak stationed here, and the heads were sent to Xiong Tingbi and He Shixian one by one, and the two laughed from ear to ear.

A soldier kicked off the Jin flag in the city gate tower and planted the "Da Shu" flag representing the Ming army in its original position.

The cold wind was cold, and the flags were hunting, as if to explain the meaning of "朙".

The Hong clan of the god of Zhang, according to the also, the Daya Emperor said: "According to the Quartet, it is said to be clear, and it is said to be clear when it is clear, and it is still clear and clear." ”

Da Shu, who was in Zhu Youzhen's hands, finally reached the Quartet that Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Di were looking forward to.

Daming south to Nanzhou, north to Beihai, west to South Kunlun, east to North Asia Melica, how vast, how huge.

It's just that in this direction, the Ming still lacks the enterprising inland.

Looking at Da Shu's hunting flag, Xiong Tingbi sighed and sighed a little.

"I don't know if I can see my bright light coming in all directions."

"Jinglu is only sixty-two years old, and the old slave can live to seventy-two, can't Jinglue?" He Shixian responded with a smile, but Xiong Tingbi shook his head and didn't say anything.

After a while, he looked at the city of Yimihe River, which had completely fallen, and reinvigorated:

"Yimihe City has been taken, and now is the time to march into Ula City (Xingjing)."

"How many casualties did our army have?" He asked He Shixian, and He Shixian looked at Yimihe City when he heard this: "You have to wait for the brothers in the city to gather all the people to know." ”

"Hmm......," Xiong Tingbi replied, and then the two waited quietly outside the city, and it was not until two quarters of an hour later that a sentry horse came running, and they learned of their own casualties.

"Two hundred and thirty-five were killed and seven hundred and thirty-two wounded."

He Shixian thought about the number of dead and wounded, Xiong Tingbi frowned when he heard this, but he didn't expect that this surviving Jianyu old and weak could also have such combat power, fortunately, the injured people were basically slightly injured, and the number of real combat attrition was only about four hundred.

"Geometry?" Xiong Tingbi asked He Shixian about the number of heads, and He Shixian laughed when he heard this:

"The head of the Owl is three thousand seven hundred and twenty-six!"

"Three hundred and thirty-five levels!"

When He Shixian shouted excitedly, You Shigong also successfully broke through the Meilan River Guard, and more than 300 old and weak people were captured, and his target Puerhe City was also close at hand.

Sitting in the position of Jianzhou Niu Lu Ezhen, You Shigong enjoyed it very much, as his lieutenant, a veteran who was over fifty years old walked into this stone house and made a gesture to You Shigong:

"General soldiers, we have cleaned up the city of Melanhe, and the Jurchens of the East China Sea in Yiluhe, Shilijin, Hu'erbald and other places in the north raised their banners to rebel and express their surrender, should we ......?"

The meaning of this veteran is obvious, that is, to cut off their heads as military merits, after all, before this war, Zhu Youzhen adjusted the first level of merit reward for Jianyu, and the head of a Jianyu is only thirty taels of silver.

Although their Jingcheng army is like a bamboo, the beheading level is less than 3,000 at the moment, and it is only 90,000 taels of silver.

Ninety thousand taels of silver and thirty thousand cents, which is a bit less......

He understood what You Shigong meant, but You Shigong shook his beard and said:

"Before the war, His Highness said that as long as the Jurchens of the East China Sea, Beishan, and Haixi were willing to put things right, then forgive their crimes."

"Right now you want me to use them as military merit? You're not trying to make merit, but you're trying to harm me, Zu Dashou......"

"The last general will not dare!" Hearing You Shigong's words, Zu Dashou hurriedly apologized and even knelt on the ground.

You Shigong looked at his sincere appearance, and most of the anger in his heart disappeared, and then waved his hand and said:

"It doesn't matter if there is a small number of beheadings, there are no less than 5,000 people stationed in the next Puerhe City and Sadaracheng City, and beheading them is a great achievement."

"Has the artillery arrived?" You Shigong asked Zu Dashou, and he nodded hurriedly:

"Mao Wenlong has already transported artillery from Suping River to Suping River City, which is less than 200 miles away from Puerhe City."

"According to him, it may take ten days to reach Puerhe City."

"Ten days?" You Shigong thought for a while, waved his hand and said: "Ten days is ten days, Sun Dudu and they shouldn't be able to fight so fast." ”

After that, You Shigong looked at Zu Dashou again and explained:

"Remember, as long as it is the Jurchen tribes of the East China Sea, Haixi, and Beishan that have set things right, they must not be harmed."

"The last general knows, please rest assured!" Zu Dashou hurriedly responded, and saw You Shigong waving his hand, so he bowed down and retreated away from the stone house.

After he left, You Shigong patted the chair he was sitting on:

"Niu Lu is really uncomfortable to sit on the chair, go and see if the chair is really ......comfortable in Pu'er River City."

"Put!"

"Bang bang bang-"

The sound of artillery sounded outside Huifa City, hundreds of miles away, at the moment when You Shigong's voice fell, and compared to the rapid progress of Xiong Tingbi and You Shigong, Sun Yingyuan's side could be said to be gnawing a hard bone.

As the location of the Huifa Department, one of the four Jurchen Hulun departments in the Ming Dynasty, Huifa City was originally easy to defend and difficult to attack.

After the Battle of Fuliao, Huifa City became the focus of the defense of the third battalion of Jianzhou under Lu Xiangsheng's department, so it was constantly reinforced by Yue Tuo, Mang Gurtai and others in turn.

When Sun Yingyuan captured the hundreds of miles of obstructive stone forts and came to the city of Huifa, he was faced with a stone city wall with a circumference of three miles, two zhang high and two zhang thick.

There are three city walls inside and outside Huifa City, including the outer city, the middle city, and the inner city, and there is a platform in the inner city, where more than 80 shoddy iron cannons are placed, and the firing range is only less than one and a half miles.

Compared with the artillery of the Ming army, which can shoot three miles at will, this range can only be beaten, not beaten people.

It's a pity that the Jin army stationed in this city, Lae Zhen, did not plan to shoot at the Ming artillery, but used scattered shells to shell the Ming soldiers who tried to attack the city wall.

Sun Yingyuan saw his intentions, so he ordered the army to continue shelling with 600 guns.

However, due to the haste of the Northern Expedition, their gunpowder only persisted in shelling for five days before it was exhausted, and they had no choice but to wait for a day.

After receiving 300,000 catties of gunpowder from Shenyang under the coordination of Yuan Yingtai yesterday, the Ming army continued to resume artillery bombardment.

The continuous and indiscriminate bombardment has turned the outer city to the south of Huifa City into ruins, and the 6,000 Jurchen old and weak people stationed in the city have also been greatly damaged.

The ferocious stone bullets hit one after another, and once they hit someone, they were either killed or injured, followed by heavy bleeding, which made people bleed to death.

Standing on the platform of the inner city, Monzaru, the veteran who was responsible for guarding the city of Huifa, could clearly see the vague flesh and blood in the ruins of the outer city, which were the flesh and blood of their Jurchen compatriots in Jianzhou.

"Ezhen, after counting, we only have four thousand nine hundred and thirty-seven people left."

A Niu Lu Ezhen stepped forward to talk to Monzaru, and when Monzaru heard this, he looked at all the Jin soldiers behind the female wall, and only saw a group of bald soldiers.

Among them, the forty-five-year-old Monzarou can be said to be the representative of the "young".

Most of them fought with Nurhachi from the Jurchen Unification War in the 19th year of Wanli, and although they were old, they were all veterans of a hundred battles.

They couldn't survive the bitter cold of Beishan, but in the south of Heilongjiang, where spring flowers gradually bloomed, they could bite a piece of meat from the Ming army desperately.

"Stay ......"

Monzaru didn't have many instructions to defend the city, and most of the people they were left behind knew that they were left behind to prevent their children and grandchildren from being slaughtered by the Ming army.

Sticking to the ground and delaying the pace of the Ming army was the only thing they could do.

They didn't know if their stubborn defense was useless, and they didn't know if their children and grandchildren would die on the way to the north hunt, but the news they couldn't get always left them with a memory.

For them, they can't do much other than numb and stubbornly defend Huifa City.

"If His Royal Highness doesn't insist on plowing the court and sweeping the holes, it is estimated that it will be much easier to fight......"

When Huifa City was numb, Zhang Shiwei, the chief soldier in charge of commanding artillery in the Ming army, couldn't help but speak, but before he could say this, he was tapped on the shoulder:

"If Lao Tzu wants to say it, he should not even let go of the surrender of Haixi, Donghai and Beishan!"

Zhang Shiwei turned his head and saw Zhou Yuji with a long beard and a meaty face.

"Fart! If you really give an order like that, you don't know how hard it will be to fight! Zhang Shiwei responded with a smile, and Zhou Yuji also laughed.

Behind them, Sun Yingyuan was leading the battalion generals to plan how to attack Huifa City after the shelling was completely over.

Zhou Yuji and Zhang Shiwei's words were also stopped in his ears, but he just laughed and did not scold these two subordinates.

Standing next to Sun Yingyuan, Zhang Pan, the general in charge of military quartermasters, also heard the conversation between the two, but he shook his head and said:

"If it weren't for the rebellion of the various departments of Haixi, Donghai, and Beishan, I'm afraid we would still be attacking that Baili Stone Fort now."

"They are all people who were forcibly assigned to be armored slaves after being defeated by the old slaves, and it is normal for them to revolt." Sun Yingyuan responded to Zhang Pan's words while observing Huifa City.

Since the beginning of the war, many of the three Jurchens of Beishan, Donghai, and Haixi, who had been defeated and incorporated by Nurhachi, did not respond to Huangtaiji's order to hunt in the north.

After the arrival of the Ming army, they surrendered as soon as possible, and the Baili Stone Fort used to deal with Sun Yingyuan and Lu Xiangsheng should have been the most difficult place to fight, but because of Zhu Youzhen's proclamation that he only killed traitors, Meng's Eight Banners, and Jianzhou's Eight Banners, they surrendered one after another.

Sun Yingyuan did not harm the three Jurchens who surrendered, but after removing their weapons and armor, he sent them to Lushun County in southern Liaoning and distributed them arable land and ploughing cattle.

Da Ming and the three girls really love and hate too much, and if you really count the accounts, no one's ass is clean.

The generals of the Ming army regarded the three Jurchen civilians as the head of the northern captives, and the three Jurchens in addition to the Beishan, Haixi and the East China Sea also plundered Liaodong.

In general, this account is a confused account, so Zhu Youzhen has no intention of settling accounts after the autumn.

The three tribes and the Jianzhou Jurchens have enmity, and their number has plummeted due to Nurhachi's attack, so it is better to win them over and isolate the Jianzhou Jurchens.

In practice, it also proved that Zhu Youzhen's plan was very successful, and nearly 10,000 men from the three Jurchens chose to rebel and led more than 60,000 people to defend their camps.

The Jianzhou Jurchens went to crusade, they defended to the death, and as soon as the Ming army came, they surrendered.

Of course, the actual number of them is more than that, but because Zhu Youzhen limited the surrender of the three women to the identity of "armor slave" and "whether to enter the flag", there are still many people in the three tribes who follow the northern hunt.

Those who remained were all people who hated Nurha to the core, and they were not so depressed when they were wooed and divided the land among them.

"More than 70,000 people, after they are scattered and moved to southern Liaoning, it is estimated that they will be able to assimilate in more than ten years."

Sun Yingyuan thought in his heart, and at the same time thought of his Royal Highness.

But while he was thinking, there was the sound of horses' hooves in the distance, and Sun Yingyuan looked up and saw that it was an eight-hundred-mile urgent Tang horse.

He hurriedly led people up to greet him, and the first thing Tang Qi did after turning over and dismounting was to hand over the military information behind him to Sun Yingyuan.

Sun Yingyuan hurriedly took it, and when he opened it, it turned out to be a military order sent by Zhu Youzhen.

The content of the military order is very short, just to tell Sun Yingyuan and them not to be in a hurry, fight slowly, and even use the method of delaying time by besieging.

"Siege? So who is in charge of ploughing the court? ”

Zhang Pan couldn't help but be a little shocked when he saw the military order, but Sun Yingyuan closed the military situation and explained to the generals very calmly:

"Since Your Highness said that it can be besieged, it must be that you know that there will be many casualties in the storm, and there is a way to plow the court."

"We don't have to worry about this, just continue to shell Huifa City."

"The food of the Jianju is enough to eat for six months at most, and our food is in a constant supply, even if we are besieged, the amount of silver will not change!"

Sun Yingyuan knew that the generals were worried that the corpses would decompose after the siege, and they would not be able to harvest the heads in time, so that the rewards would not be counted, so he gave the generals a boost for a while.

When the generals heard this, they immediately didn't want to attack the city so eagerly, and they all began to laugh.

Looking at this scene, Sun Yingyuan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and at the same time looked at Huifa City in the distance, which had been smashed with its outer wall.

"Defending and attacking will inevitably lead to too many casualties in our army, anyway, there is enough food, grass and gunpowder, so we can fight slowly."

When Sun Yingyuan was looking at Huifa City, Zhu Youzhen also held a clairvoyant mirror and looked at Shangjing City standing on the plain in the distance.

He knew that Nurhachi was struggling to survive in Shangjing, and what he wanted was to drag himself and give Huang Taiji and them time to flee north.

Zhu Youzhen simply followed his wish and let the soldiers and horses play a one-handed siege, so as to make Nurhachi mistakenly think that he was dragging the Ming army.

"It's just a pity, what can we do if we are delayed?"

Zhu Youzhen kept shaking his head and sighing at Nurhachi's strategy, Huang Taiji would flee north, and he had thought about this matter as early as after the end of the Battle of Fuliao.

Therefore, his Northern Expedition was the first Hetao, then Horqin, and finally arranged Guo Sangdai in Beishan.

In this case, unless the Jianyu is in the waves, runs to the Yingzhou Sea and jumps into the sea, and swims 20,000 miles to North Asia to Molica, Huang Taiji will not be able to escape no matter what.

For the garrison in the north, Zhu Youzhen has full confidence.

He had prepared a lot of hole cards for the gods, and the only breakthrough at the moment was the mountain passes between the city of the Tromu River and the city of Ala Mountain.

However, as the news from the north continued to come back, Zhu Youzhen gradually felt at ease.

Cao Bianjiao had already arrived at the stone fort in the east of Ala Mountain City with the four guards and horses, and began to set up camps along the plains and mountain roads to the east.

The two guards of Yingyang and Baotao are divided into one hundred and twelve units, and a hundred households are stationed every twenty miles, and the cruising range of each camp is thirty miles around.

Cao Bianjiao himself took Yulin and Tiance cavalry to prepare for support in the rear.

At the same time, the two guards and horses led by Cao Wenzhao only needed about ten days to reach the northern plain of Tuluting Mountain and strengthen the defense of Leopard Taowei, Yingyangwei and Shence Guard.

Under such circumstances, as long as Guo Sangdai's more than 10,000 people can reach the northern plain of Tuluting Mountain within 20 days, the deployment in the north will be completely completed.

Although this place is a plain, it is actually a primeval dense forest, with a length of only 300 miles from east to west, and 200 miles of mountain roads.

Four battalions and seven guards, although there are only more than 51,000 people, the terrain limits the strength of the Jin army.

Huang Taiji's department should have more than 60,000 soldiers and horses, less than 70,000.

Even if he broke his arm to survive, got rid of the women and children and fled with his own troops, Zhu Youzhen still left him a guard and horse as a backhand in Wudi River City and Bulu River City behind.

With more than 56,000 soldiers and horses, and a triple line of defense, Zhu Youzhen was very curious about how Huang Taiji could cross so many lines of defense.

It was not so easy to cross the North Mountain, and the artillery of the Ming army in the stone fort of the mountain road was prepared for them.

Thinking of this, Zhu Youzhen didn't have any worries in his heart.

What he wanted to do now was to capture a group of Nurhachi's heirs alive, and then take them to the capital of Shangjing, so that Nurhachi could watch his son die in front of him.

Thinking of this, Zhu Youzhen couldn't stop being excited.

However, excitement is excitement, he can't just focus on the battle, he also needs to pay attention to the situation in the rear.

The situation inside the Guanxi is far more complicated than outside the Guan, and Zhu Youzhen is more worried about Huanglong, followed by the officials of the Yanshan faction.

However, he was not very worried about Gu Bingqian's Gu Party, Shi Fenglai's Zhejiang Party, and Yuan Keli's Donglin Party.

As long as these three parties can, they will definitely support their own royal brother on the throne with both hands and feet, because they know that if they change themselves to the throne, they will not have good fruits to eat.

Only if Zhu Youxiao stays on the throne, they will have a good life.

As soon as Zhu Youzhen leaves, with Zhu Youxiao's ability, I am afraid that he will be played around again as in history......

Thinking of these, Zhu Youzhen couldn't help but sigh a little.

His imperial brother's political methods made him feel that he still had a lot to learn.

It was only with the passage of time that he discovered that even the methods of his own imperial brother were actually very immature compared to Gu Bingqian's group of old fritters.

Originally, he was also curious about his imperial brother's methods, why he was led by the Zhejiang Party in history.

Now that I think about it, when Zhu Youxiao was deceived by the Donglin Party, the Zhejiang Party and Wei Zhongxian, he was only about twenty years old.

It is too whimsical for a twenty-year-old young man to want to play tricks with these fifty or sixty-year-old fritters.

His rise is accidental, if it weren't for the fact that Donglin and the Zhejiang Party couldn't get out of it, I'm afraid he would be able to take charge of Tengxiang Siwei at most.

"My current situation has a bit of the flavor of Cao Cao's battle in Hanzhong."

Looking at the battlefield in front of him, and thinking about the court behind him, what was left for Zhu Youzhen seemed to be only the Yanling knife at his waist......

In the new month, work is a bit busy, and the update is a little late.

The second estimate is around 10 p.m.

(End of chapter)