Cutting over the end of the Ming Dynasty: a dog-leg knife at the beginning

Chapter 934 Scarlet Imperial Capital 7
The cold rain and snow flakes fell one after another, and Beijing and Tianjin were shrouded in a white curtain of rain.This is a typical sleet weather, it announced the end of winter, spring is coming.For farmers, this means hope that their fields can be irrigated in time, but for the army, this kind of ghost weather couldn't be worse. Very difficult.The most terrible thing is that the cold rain will rust their armor and swell their bowstrings. If they march in the rain, many people will be drenched, their morale will be low, their combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced, and they will even be unable to fight.Therefore, a qualified general will try to avoid marching and fighting in this kind of weather. There are two kinds of generals who dare to march and fight in this kind of weather: unqualified and excellent.Unqualified generals will forcefully order them to march in rainy and snowy weather regardless of whether the soldiers are dead or alive. Before they touch the enemy's clothes, more than half of their own soldiers will freeze to death and frostbite, and finally their morale will collapse. Excellent generals will take advantage of this bad situation. Unexpected weather, unprepared, and a big surprise for the enemy --- but this requires a strong degree of organization and strict discipline, otherwise you will just wait for the crash.

On the Beijing-Tianjin official road, 10,000+ elite Qing troops were marching in the rain.The army passed by mightily, and the military boots were raised and lowered again and again, and the water splashed everywhere. Where they walked, there was mud.If there is some wind and the flag is blown high, it will be even more imposing. Unfortunately, the flag is now drenched, sticking to the flagpole like a diaper, and dripping water dripping down. The helmet spikes on their helmets were also wet and sticking to the helmets, looking a bit embarrassed, but the thickness on their bodies was so thick that no one dared to laugh at them because they looked a bit embarrassed.

That murderous aura was enough to darken the sky!
As the king of the emperor, Huang Taiji could walk slowly in eight large sedan chairs, and he didn't have to be in the rain with the soldiers, but he insisted on riding a horse and walking with the troops.Although he was wearing a coir raincoat, he couldn't stand the heavy rain, and he was drowned in a few hits.He didn't care about it, but greedily looked at the scenery on both sides of the avenue, and murmured: "Beijing... I'm here again! I'm here again!"

Hauge, Abate and other generals were all excited and couldn't help themselves.Yes, they're back again!Seven years have passed since the Battle of Breach and the plundering of Gyeonggi. During these seven years, the situation on the Ming and Qing battlefields has turned several times. The Qing Dynasty was once pushed to the brink of collapse, but they all survived. collapsed!They urged the troops to speed up their journey regardless of everything. Now the situation is very clear. Chongzhen was trapped by them in Lushun. As long as they invade Beijing and capture the royal family, they can basically declare the demise of Ming Dynasty, and each of them will become the founder of the country. Hero!Even the coated slaves know this. They don't need to be whipped by their masters. They can walk with the wind on their feet, and their energy is not much compared to the elite soldiers of the Eight Banners.Taking Beijing, the benefits they can get from these coated slaves are incomparable to those of the Bannermen, but it is enough to greatly improve their status. In the past, they have always been slaves to the Bannermen. Isn't it time for them to become masters and beat and scold a few slaves at will?
The mood of the generals of the Guan Ning army is a bit complicated.They also have a sense of shame. This time they betrayed Daming and attracted foreign enemies to invade the capital. No matter how nice their words are, the people of the world will definitely cast aside and curse them!In fact, they have already learned the lesson along the way. On the marching road, the common people watched from afar, and when they watched the genuine Qing army pass by, they looked terrified. After driving, they showed expressions of extreme hatred and disgust.No one cursed, no one spit at them, but the eyes full of anger and hatred made the generals of the Guan Ning army a little breathless. They were looked down upon by thousands of people and died without a problem. Is this what it feels like?However, they can no longer turn back, they can only go one way to the dark, otherwise, they dare not imagine what is waiting for them!
Open the bow without turning back the arrow!

Huang Taiji shook off the rain on his face, and asked Wu Sangui, "Wu Aiqing, how far is it from Beijing?"

Wu Sangui looked at the surrounding scenery, and said: "If you go back to the emperor, there are still more than 40 miles to go, and Tongzhou is a little further ahead. The army can camp in Tongzhou for a night and continue on the road tomorrow. Tomorrow afternoon, we will be able to go." Arrived in Beijing!"

Huang Taiji frowned: "Is there still more than 40 miles to go?" Gritting his teeth, he ordered: "There is no need to set up camp, keep on going! I will see the moat of Beijing City at the latest by tomorrow morning!"

All the generals were taken aback, Zu Dashou said: "Your Majesty, don't do it! Now it is raining and snowing, and the soldiers are tired and hungry. If we continue to march, I am afraid that many soldiers will fall ill and cause complaints!"

Hauge sneered: "I can't bear this little rain and snow? Your southern soldiers are really delicate, no wonder they always lose to us!"

Zu Dashou was angry: "You—"

Haug said proudly: "Why, not convinced? Not to mention the sleet, even if it is the cold winter months that can freeze stones, our Jurchen athletes still carry a few days of dry food and a pot of spirits in the deep mountains and old forests. Chasing bears and hunting tigers, staying for half a month, nothing happened!"

Huang Taiji raised his hand to stop Hauge from continuing, and let the orderly pass on his order.

When Guan Ningjun heard the order to travel overnight, he immediately let out a burst of lamentation. They were indeed cold, hungry, and terribly tired, and they couldn't bear it.However, the Qing army cheered loudly and accelerated a lot. As Hauge said, this kind of sleet weather is nothing to them. Hunting in the severe cold of minus [-] to [-] degrees is commonplace. , will you be afraid of this drizzle?

——Whether it’s physique, will, discipline, or the desire to fight, Guan Ning’s army is so far behind the genuine Qing army that every time they fight in the field, they are hanged up to fight... No way, they Had a great time!
Manggurtai also commanded the army to march forward in the rain.After recruiting many Ming armies in Huairou, Miyun, Yanqing, Jixian and other places, his army has grown a lot, and it looks boundless and imposing.They also had no intention of stopping to set up camp to take shelter from the rain. They kept walking in the rain. At most, they would stop to eat a few mouthfuls of dry food and drink water when they were hungry, and then cheered up and continued to attack. Those surrendering Ming troops who were leading the way were all tired. They collapsed on the ground, but they were still high-spirited, kicking the Ming army's butts and yelling: "You useless thing, get up and lead us! Even if you die, you have to take us to Beijing." Die again!"

These guys didn't regard the surrendered Ming troops as human beings at all!
However, it is not unreasonable for them to treat the surrendered Ming army so roughly, because along the way, you can see the big sheds set up by officials along the way, in which they boiled steaming ginger soup and meat porridge. There is still room for them to change into a clean set of clothes!From the Qing army's point of view, this march was more comfortable than a walk in their own garden, and these bastards kept arguing that they were too cold and too tired to take it, what a shame!

In the evening, the city wall of Beijing emerged behind the horizon, standing majestically, majestic and solemn, like a huge road stele.The exhausted Qing army took off their hats and threw them into the sky, yelling wildly, Beijing, the ultimate goal of going south this time, they have finally arrived!
Mang Gurtai looked at the distant city wall with a binoculars, showed a smirk, and said in a low voice: "Beijing City, Beijing City, we are back again! This time, who else can save you?" Thinking back to the seven years The former soldier was hit under the strong wall of the capital, his head was broken and his blood was bleeding, and he was in a state of embarrassment that he couldn't get over the thunder pool, his smile became more and more fierce.The reason they couldn't take down the city of Beijing was because they were fledgling and didn't have heavy siege weapons, and the Ming army rushed to reinforce them desperately, so they could only choose to retreat in the end.But this time, the Ming army who could fight was either trapped in Shanxi, or far away in Henan, or let Chongzhen die in Liaodong, and the Qing army was not Wuxia Ameng. There were 150 heavy artillery pieces alone. Even without the help of the scholar bureaucrats, they could still blow down the city wall with this huge group of heavy artillery!

"Where is the emperor?" He asked the lieutenant beside him.

The lieutenant quickly replied: "According to the report from the spies, the emperor has already arrived in Tongzhou, and he has no intention of camping to rest!"

Mang Gurtai raised his thick eyebrows: "Are they going to travel in the rain all night?"

The lieutenant said, "Yes!"

Mang Gurtai remained silent, and said in his heart: "Old Ba, Lao Ba, you really have to risk your life to enter this Beijing city!" To be honest, now he can't wait to grow wings and fly into Beijing city. Enjoy everything in the city to the fullest, but thinking of Fat Old Ba's gloomy eyes, and the means of killing people without paying for their lives, he couldn't help but shiver, and ordered: "Camp here first, and when the emperor arrives in Beijing, we will leave." Follow up!"

This order aroused strong dissatisfaction among the Qing army. Countless soldiers strongly demanded to move on and enter Beijing as soon as possible. Mangurtai just pretended not to hear it.Due to the emergence of two terrible variables, Yang Menglong and Lu Xiangsheng, Huang Taiji was deeply powerless. Therefore, Huang Taiji did not find trouble everywhere to kill the No. [-] Manchurian general as he did in history. Unavoidable, let alone, the beatings really worked this time, knocking out Mang Gurtai's elm head, at least he already knew that stealing Huang Taiji's limelight would never end well , if he doesn't want to die, he'd better clamp his tail tighter!
Of course it would be great to arrive in Beijing before Huang Taiji or even break into Beijing, but...how many lives does he have for the fat old man?Come on, he'd better stop and wait until Fat Laoba enters the city before he follows up!

Fuzhou thousands of miles away.

The army with red flags gave up the siege of Fuzhou City and slowly retreated to Shenyang.

Lu Xiangsheng stood on the top of the city and watched them retreat, his face sank like water, and he said in a low voice: "The Jiannu army... I am afraid that they have already rushed directly to the capital, and the soldiers are approaching the city."

Wu Sheng, Li Weiluan, Mao Yongjun, Zu Kuan, Shang Kexi, Shang Keyi, Li Chongshi...the faces of all the generals were ashen, and their eyes were bloodshot.Qin Wei slammed his fist on the city plate and let out a howl: "How could this happen? You bastard!"

Lu Xiangsheng looked bitter, and sighed: "From the moment we were defeated at the foot of Panjin City, all this was doomed. Daming... It's over!" His eyes were full of sadness and worry at this point.He no longer has much nostalgia for this dynasty that has been rotten to the bone, and has broken the hearts of him and all the Ming soldiers who are still willing to fight for it.It doesn't matter if he dies, or if he dies, he will set up a new king, break the ancestral system and start over again, and establish a stronger and more prosperous dynasty. It's just that his brothers who are still fighting bloody battles in Gyeonggi, Shanxi, Shaanxi, Ningxia and even the Hexi Corridor, they all how's it going?Can they survive this monstrous catastrophe?
In the Forbidden City, Shi Tianbao and Zhou Ruhu looked at the Temple of Heaven in the distance and were silent for a long time.Now the chaos in the capital has reached its peak. Even in the Forbidden City, bursts of cheers, cries, and curses can be heard from the outer city. Many people are trying to seize this last chance to escape from Beijing. More people flocked to Beijing from all directions, and everything was in chaos.

Zhou Ruhu whispered: "They are coming!"

Shi Tianbao said, "It's time to come. How are you getting ready?"

Zhou Ruhu said: "Everything is ready...but, have you really decided to do this?"

Shi Tianbao said: "Do you still want to change your mind?"

Zhou Ruhu could only smile wryly.

Dozens of scouts who sneaked into the palace without anyone noticing are piling up explosives and incendiary materials in the harem and the imperial temple. Just a loud noise can turn Nuoda's palace into a sea of ​​flames, even if Zhou Ruhu wants to change his mind That's too late.

Since it is going to be destroyed, let the destruction be more thorough!

Shimen, the camp of the Heluo New Army.

The messenger galloped more than [-] miles a day and night, and sent Yang Menglong the sad news that the Qing army was approaching Beijing on both sides and soldiers were approaching the city.

After reading it, Yang Menglong didn't say a word, handed the secret letter to Li Yan, then walked out, climbed up a dirt slope with some difficulty, and looked at the capital hundreds of miles away.

In the fourth year of Chongzhen, he led the Wuyang Army to Jinzhou to participate in the war through Beijing. The people in the capital came to visit and see him off one after another.

In the sixth year of Chongzhen, he galloped out of Daming Gate on his horse, and rushed to the front line of Lushun with a few personal guards to face the Qing army. In an almost insane joy.

No matter how rotten the country is, or how much dirt the city has accumulated in the past 300 years, those millions of ordinary people will always be honest.He had sworn to protect them, to protect that city, but now, he couldn't do it.The Heluo New Army, which was completely disappointed with this country and fearful of the tragic fate of countless generals with great achievements, was no longer willing to protect that city.

In fact, the Heluo New Army cannot be entirely blamed.The soldiers capable of fighting in Beizhili have been evacuated, but there are still tens of thousands of troops in the Beijing-Tianjin-Tangshan area. Even if their combat effectiveness is poor, they can resist for a while with the city guard, and buy some time for the Qin King's army.But no!Except for Tangshan City, which fought the Qing army to a bloody sea, there was no resistance at all in other towns. Once the Qing army arrived and surrendered, they did so happily!Although he didn't see it with his own eyes, Yang Menglong had the urge to vomit blood just by looking at the thick cloth sent back by the messenger.The situation in these years is that a group of tigers are guarding a group of fat pigs, blocking the wolves that are ten times larger than themselves. The group of fat pigs not only does not know how to be grateful, but also tries every means to bite the tigers guarding them, wanting to put them to death. Come on - they don't think these tigers are protecting them!It's no wonder that the Heluo New Army is tired of it. People's hearts are made of flesh. If they are injured too seriously, they will die. They have given up!

Maybe Li Yan is right, no one can support a building whose foundations have been hollowed out, and the result of knowing that it can't be done can only be crushed to pieces by the collapse of the building.Perhaps, this empire has really reached the point where the system has been cleared and started all over again.I hope that Tu Yicheng can really wake up a country. The shame of the fall of the imperial capital can arouse the bloodiness of the Han people that has been suppressed since the Song Dynasty, and has been suppressed for more than 700 years!Only by rediscovering this blood, rediscovering the wildness and pride of being a lion, can they avoid greater shame and more terrible crisis!

The red lady came over and said softly, "Just say it when you feel bad, don't hold it in your heart and ruin yourself, you can't hold so many things in your heart."

Yang Menglong shook his head and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine!"

The red lady said: "It's nothing strange...forget it, if you don't want to say it, I won't force you. Do you know which poem I like best?"

Yang Menglong shook his head.The red lady doesn't like reading very much, how does he know which poems she likes?

The red lady said, "It's "Wangjimen" written by Zu Yong."

Yang Menglong froze for a moment: "Wangjimen?"

The red lady nodded: "Yeah!" Clearing her throat, she chanted:
When Yantai looked at the guests, they were frightened.

Thousands of miles of cold light gave rise to snow, and the lights on the three sides moved in danger.

Hu Yue is surrounded by beacon fires on the battlefield, and Jicheng is surrounded by clouds and mountains by the sea.

Although young and small, he is not a pen-throwing official, but he still invites Changying in terms of merit.

Yang Menglong's heart surged, and he said: "Thousands of miles of cold light produces snow, and the dawn on three sides shakes dangerous lights... What a boldness, what a great boldness!"

The red lady said: "That's right, even I, a woman like me, read it with ups and downs, and my blood boiled. Women in the Tang Dynasty are the happiest. Their men are so heroic and brave, and their empire is like that." Powerful and victorious, every three to five years, the enemy country will be attacked and destroyed, and the enemy's chieftain will hang in the head... Let's look at the people of Song Dynasty and the men of Ming Dynasty now, what are they like? When will they be able to Find this bravery and heroism?" At this point, she looked at Yang Menglong affectionately, her eyes as gentle as a dream.

No matter what kind of ghost Daming's man has become, he will not change.His bravery, his heroism, and his heroic spirit of commanding an invincible army across the world are even better than those of the famous future of the Tang Dynasty!Meeting him is worth a lifetime.

The strong wind blew past, the clouds in the sky rolled, and the blackness was pressed on the ground, as if it would never dissipate.

(End of this chapter)