Beiyang new warlord

Tianxiong Army!

In the sound of passionate drums, thousands of Liaodong Jurchen iron cavalry broke through the tranquility of the Qinghe River, wielding ghost-headed swords, and broke through the river fiercely. However, on the bank, long poles formed a solid defensive position. And what is more defensive than the spear is the bond of blood thicker than water formed between the elders of the village party. When one fell down, several angry rushed up, the father died, and the son carried on The guy rushed up with red eyes, charged several times in a row, and the Qing army, who was so drunk with snow-capped mountains and melted water, was blocked by the fiery red embankment several times, and an unknown number of sparks burst out between the red water and the embankment .

Hebei is already broken. If the Qing army wants to obtain more resources and spend the winter in a warmer place, they can only break through the canal and attack Shandong. Therefore, before this, Lu Xiangsheng's Xuanda frontier soldiers blocked them from going south. The road to the road is in this Qinghe, and it is in this Jiazhuang!

Shuai Qi moved to the front line, Xiao Xiao took down the terrifying face, Lu Xiangsheng was lucky in his dantian, and his voice roared like Hong Zhong.

"Cavalry, attack!"

Amidst the loud roar, thousands of side soldiers circled the river bank, galloping with horseshoes, surrounded the stall and wrestled into a ball, behind the Qing army.

More blood gushing, more brutal fighting, while the eyes were full of worry in the supervision of the battle, Lu Xiangsheng hastily ordered something to his cronies, Yang Tinglin, the executive officer of the Ministry of War, and the latter hurriedly took the order, drew his horse, and disappeared on the battlefield .

Behind the splendor is the unbearable loneliness and pain. War is like this. After a vigorous cavalry duel in the daytime, a few dazzling figures are left in the faint history. At night, the soldiers are suffering in unimaginable blood and pain. This is the case with Xuan Dajun.

On the west side of the Haoshui Bridge, there is the camp of the Ming Army.

Deep groans came and went. During the day, the Tianxiong Army, which had borne the offensive of the Qing army, was submerged in the darkness. There was an endless stream of wounded soldiers lying on the edge of the ditch. There were also wounded horses kneeling between the barracks, screaming on the verge of death. Breath of death.

Even the intact sergeants, due to the malnutrition of this era, many suffer from night blindness, and a few who do not have no rest, carrying hoes and wooden shovels, digging the camp in a hurry in the dark.

Compared with darkness and fatigue, what is more unbearable is hunger. It is recorded in history that Yang Sichang deliberately made things difficult for Lu Xiang to promote the army and not pay the army, which is biased.The plan to spread nets in four or six corners and ten sides sucked up the foundation of the Ming Dynasty's treasury, and Chongzhen did not make a disaster budget at all. Can't get it shipped.

Since the departure from each state, Lu Xiangsheng's troops have cut off the supply, and can only rely on donations from the people of the state and county for food. The army can only eat a thin meal in the morning.

But that was not the case for the Qing army on the opposite side. Indeed, the Qing army did not come in from outside the pass with food on their backs, but they came here to grab it. The food was better than when they were outside the pass.

Lu Xiangsheng himself was the one who was deeply worried.

Chinese military account!

A solitary lamp is as lonely as a firefly, and on the map of Da Ming's division, the maps of the marching troops drawn with red pens and black pens are chaotic like a child's graffiti. Lu Xiangsheng remained silent, the commander in chief was mighty, Yang Guozhu and the others also remained silent.

After a long time, Lu Xiangsheng's difficult voice sounded in the dark night.

"Boxiang hasn't come back yet?"

The recent wars have occurred near Julu City. The Qing army is gathering. In a few days, more and more Qing troops will be encountered. The details of the war are the reduction of personnel, and the Datong general soldier Wang Pu. He also excused the order of Zhang Qiping, the governor of Hebei, to guard his own way. Now Lu Xiangsheng has only 7000 people in his army, and this number cannot be stopped.

As for behind him, Gao Qiqian is overseeing the Guanning Army with 5 to [-] people, stationed in Jize fifty miles away, this is a new force.

Although it is due to political disagreement, the dead eunuch Gao Qiqian also used Lu Xiangsheng as a shield and hid behind him, but if you say it is completely wrong for the country, this dead eunuch is not. After all, in that case, Gao Qiqian can be like a supervisor Like Liu Yuliang, a senior scholar, he just finds a big castle to hide behind, instead of hanging 25 kilometers behind Lu Xiangsheng's army. Strategically, the two armies are closely related.

However, when he encountered Qing army Du Lei and Engetu's troops during the day, he sent Yang Sichang to ask for help, but in the end, Hu Dawei shook his head with difficulty.

Once again, the tent fell into silence, and after a few minutes, Lu Xiangsheng gave the order.

"Let's all go to rest! Tomorrow, the captives will have to launch an attack, and there will be a bloody battle!"

"The last will obey!"

The battlefield is changing rapidly, and it is obvious in this battle of Julu. Lu Xiangsheng counted that the Qing army was going south to Shandong, and also counted that the Qinghe Haoshui Bridge was the only way for the Qing army, but he didn't count it. The gathering speed of the Qing army was so fast. In other words, people have the intention of hurting tigers, and tigers have the intention of biting people's hearts! The Qing army is also plotting against him.

In the early morning, there was a sudden commotion in the barracks of the Qing army on the opposite side, and a large number of soldiers and horses flowed in. At the hour of the hour, the army was noisy in both the southeast and northeast directions at the same time. It was already December at this time. The water flow dried up, and there were many crossing points. Dorgon personally commanded, and Xuan Da's army was surrounded by layers of siege.

Facing the rising sun in the early morning, the Haoshui Bridge that was not captured in the bloody battle yesterday, the large army of the Qing army swaggered past, and the Eight Banners cavalry in front were wearing heavy armor like iron towers, shining in the morning sun There is a cold light below, and behind it is the heavy barracks formed by the Ming army who surrendered to Jianzhou in previous wars, such as Dalinghe, Guangning, etc. In the battle of Dongjiang, the Qing army was scared by Mao Jue's artillery. There are more than 100 large and small artillery pulled from various Ming army fortresses. The front is pulled by oxen and horses, and the back is pushed by the looting men with whips.

A military strategist would never give up until the last moment. Although he was suddenly surrounded, Lu Xiangsheng still put up a defensive posture. He personally led the central army, defending the left with a mighty tiger, and defending the right with Yang Guozhu. Firearms are placed on the fences of the trenches, and the three armies are close together in a triangle.

As long as Gao Qiqian's reinforcements arrive, Xuan Da's army will not be destroyed!

The difference from history is that Huang Taiji, who was supposed to contain the Guan Ning Jin line of defense in Shenyang, this time sat in front of Jin in person, opened the binoculars and looked at the poisonous artillery launched by the Ming army between the fences. The protruding three-eyed blunderbuss felt a tingling pain faintly on his fat face. He put down the binoculars and subconsciously rubbed his hot nostrils. Huang Taiji roared like a wolf and an eagle. Military orders come.

"Wai Yala supervised the outer vassal Mongolian soldiers to surround the Ming army, the son-in-law captain Tong Yangzheng supervised the heavy barracks to bombard the bandits, the yellow and the white, the yellow and the white, and the four Mongolian horses fighting! Quick battle!"

At this time, the Qing army is definitely well-trained. During the peak period in history, orders were sent out like mountains! Huang Taiji’s military order was issued, and a few minutes later, all kinds of Ming army weapons crossing the bridge were lined up. Tong Yangzheng drew his sword and ordered , The descending army refilled and fired, and the flying projectiles and the frontier firearms of Lu Xiangsheng's barracks instantly roared into a swan song.

Destroying Lu Xiangsheng's Ministry is equivalent to eliminating the extremely important mobile troops of the Ming army. The next war will be unstoppable. The Mongolian four-banner barbarians and bandits held Senleng's waist knife and rattan badge, and looked at Xuan Dajun as if they were hunting deer in the old forest.

Chapter 4 Seventeen.

The entire Jiazhuang became a huge Shura field. Amidst the shouts of killing from all directions, Xuan Da's frontier soldiers used their own flesh and blood to sing the last glory of the Ming Empire's frontier guards. The smoke made the sky dark.

The crackling three-eyed blunderbuss made a crackling sound like roasted beans. Even the Qing army in heavy armor was constantly being collapsed in the front line. Together, every time they collide with each other, countless people roll into the dust under the flying knives of the horses, and are trampled into pieces by the hooves of the horses. The rain of arrows reflecting each other is like locusts and night birds.

The trench camp of Xuan Dajun even fought into a Shura field. With infinite hatred, knives, spears and even fists and teeth became weapons. The lump was smashed down, and the head of the Qing army who had just rushed up was twisted, and the neck made the sound of bones breaking and fell to one side, and fell back to the trench. The frontier musketeer was stabbed into the ditch, and then the sergeant of the Tianxiong Army stabbed the field back with a spear.

The knives were all lost, and they were choking each other. The two sergeants rolled and fell to the bottom of the ditch. On the other side, a sergeant with a yellow flag screamed and stabbed a Xuan Dajun brutally in the back with a short knife in his hand. Flesh is confused.

But holding him with both hands, the Xuan Dajun was also biting his neck tightly, the blood from the carotid artery was gushing out like a spring, after all, he couldn't hold back the blood loss, the barbarian infantry died first, his mouth full of blood, The Xuan Dajun vampire laughed wildly, but before laughing a few times, he also collapsed to his knees on the ground.

Many literary works, and even some history books, describe Lu Xiangsheng as a tragic hero, knowing that he is surrounded by giant deer, but still marching desperately, but in fact, that is too small. Lu Xiangsheng is similar to Sun Chengzong. Lu Xiangsheng knows the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty. Although there are a lot of people calling for war, he is probably the only one who is really leading the battle. The Tianxiong Army in his hand is the only field force that can pose a threat to Jiannu. If there is a chance to choose However, Lu Xiangsheng would not bring his troops into danger at all.

Unfortunately, there is no if in history!

"There is no news from Boxiang yet! Has Gao Qiqian sent reinforcements yet?"

The three major battalions have been completely breached, and Lu Xiangsheng's anxious, angry, and desolate voice echoed in his ears. Unfortunately, Yang Guozhu, the chief soldier guarding the back of the army, still shook his head with difficulty.

Several arrow shafts on his body were stuck on the armor, and the white mourning clothes he was wearing had been dyed red. He held up the big knife and left Yang Guozhu, who was also full of gunpowder smoke. Once again, Lu Xiangsheng roared and rushed back to the front line, fighting , While commanding the battle, loudly motivating the soldiers.

"For the court, for His Majesty, and for the elders of the hometown! Kill!"

He didn't look like a literati, a big knife weighing tens of catties flew up and down in his hand, even at this time, the place where Lu Xiangsheng was was still stuck in the direction of Jiannu like a nail, and several people rushed up , a few people became the dead under the knife, but his stalwart figure also became a thorn in the eyes of the slaves. During the fight, a Niu Luerzhen suddenly lowered his body, pulled the compound bow sharply, and closed one eye , the other eye was fixed on the blade of the long knife, bringing up a large clump of blood, Governor Xuan Da like a god of war.

puff~

"The Superintendent!"

Shaking a few times, Lu Xiangsheng finally fell down, like a soldier of the Ming Dynasty. Amidst the shrill shouts, a soldier laid down his body on him for fear that he would be trampled on, and then, like a locust The rain of arrows fell.

Amid the blood loss and exhaustion, his vision was already blurred. No one knew what the war god of the Ming Dynasty saw in the last scene. There seemed to be a sense of peace emerging from the corner of his mouth.

On December 11th, the 770th year of Chongzhen, Weishi, the governor of Xuanda, the title of Minister of the Ministry of War, and the governor of the world Qin Wangbing Ma Lu Xiangsheng died in Julu Jiazhuang. Xuanda's frontier soldiers collapsed immediately and almost wiped out the whole army. Two thousand seven hundred and seventy-six horses, camels with ten humps.

In the evening, the news spread to Jize. He was still struggling with whether to help or not, so he led the Guanning army to retreat that night. They were ambushed by the Qing army along the way. The retreat turned into a rout. The retreat is a hundred miles, and tens of thousands of soldiers are lost.

Three days later, another ignorant team returned the same way and passed by here.

"It's the twelfth lunar month of winter, why is the sky full of crows!"

Wen Meng, who was making ominous screams, was full of irritability. Looking up at the dark sky, he yelled impatiently.

Pulling the reins of the horse in front, Song Xiance shook his head worriedly: "The sky is turbid and the air is rising in the east, the crows are endless, the Tianxuan star is dim, and the air is rushing into the palace. It is not a good thing to happen! We need to hurry up."

The words fell silent, and Shen Rui, who was exploring the horse in front, suddenly ran over anxiously.