Beiyang new warlord

"Flying pigeons pass on the letter, asking the capital for help!"

Just when the two top military and political officials in Henan were worried, Yuan Chonghuan, who had not yet felt the warmth of Ming Dynasty, hurried on the road again dragging his burden.

For so many years in Dongjiang, Lao Yuan is a pragmatic person. Even if Emperor Chongzhen’s eager eyes were red and he opened his mouth, he still asked for 50 taels of silver, but Hou Xun didn’t ask for 50 taels of military pay, and neither did his supervisor Yuan. With such a big face, Emperor Chongzhen was shocked and dumbfounded when he heard the military salary of 50 taels.

In the end, when he left the capital, Yuan Chonghuan still took the 10 taels of military salary that Mao Jue gave him, and the 10 taels of silver almost let the passing eunuchs and a few guys from the household department detain 3 taels of silver. Even though he knew that he shouldn't conflict with the eunuch group, Yuan Chonghuan was still furious because of the money, and raged fiercely in the court.

The Dongjiang Academy does not teach the Four Books and Five Classics. In Dongjiang, every transaction of money, even every loss, must be strictly recorded in the ledger. The Dongjiang ledger is also a special surprise. The articles were written in a mess, and the numbers were compiled and distributed at a glance. Every three months, dozens of accounting offices in the Tieshan Governor's Mansion had to be accounted for. I was too used to this kind of transparent funds.

What shocked him even more was the poverty of the empire. In Dongjiang, it was very common for Mao Jue to give out bonuses of several 10 taels to millions of taels. The 50 taels made it difficult for Chongzhen to do so.

The remaining 30 troops are also missing a zero. The troops selected in the Beijing camp, even if the tall ones are selected from the dwarfs, Yuan Chonghuan only selected [-] people, [-] in the Beijing camp, and [-] to [-] empty salaries. The rogues in the market used their name to cheat the military pay, but in fact there were tens of thousands of people who could not get it. After getting rid of the old, weak and unusable, and getting rid of those who really couldn't get it out, Yuan Chonghuan barely made up the four thousand people.

The only lucky thing is that Chongzhen can only give the policy because he really can't get the money. In the imperial decree to Yuan Chonghuan, the new trilateral governor, Yuan Chonghuan is allowed to act cheaply.

Weird weather at the end of Ming Dynasty, even if it is more than one month, there is still not much snowfall, the shallow snow layer only reaches the soles of the shoes, but the weather is so cold that the cats are frozen to death, even these Beijing camp troops have not seen it for a long time The sergeants who followed Yuan Chonghuan out of the capital were hunched over with cold, holding their cracked hands to their mouths, and the spears with white wax poles were crookedly placed on their shoulders. If the enemy attacked suddenly, this elite Beijing camp would probably collapse immediately.

Riding on a horse and urging his own troops to advance, Yuan Chonghuan was full of anxiety, but he couldn't do anything. It was also the experience that Mao Jue taught him in the past few years in Dongjiang. Righteousness is all false, there is not enough food and salary, even if you call the court to death, these sergeants will not really work hard for you. He didn't do anything to improve the treatment of these sergeants, and he could only shout from time to time while walking.

"Brothers, work hard! You are my own soldiers! When you arrive in Shaanxi, you will be paid three months' salary first, and then recruited to your farmland. Before the war, Lao Yuan must let the brothers eat enough and wear clothes. warm!"

Those who come from Dongjiang are really different. In this era when soldiers are famous, they eat nothing to support their own soldiers, and the generals are still showing off their prestige and abusing soldiers. There are too few supervisors like Yuan Chonghuan, and his words are too heartwarming. Follow the call, The team, suffering from hunger and cold, seems to be moving a little faster.

This gave Yuan Chonghuan some hope. Mao Jue asserted that he would die if he returned to the Central Plains! He himself knew how difficult it would be to turn the tide! But he was born as a scholar of the Ming Dynasty! He had also gained the emperor's great trust. The stage of the show, for the sake of the world, no matter what, he and Yuan have to try it.

Fortunately, although the hope is slim, it is not without it. After arriving in Shaanxi, he has solidly cultivated the land, dredged trade routes like Mao Jue, earned military salaries, and built firearms. It will not take five years to Ping Liao. In three years, Yuan Chonghuan is still confident to build Send out a force of at least [-] troops, enough to compete with the Central Plains tent army.

But just as Yuan Chonghuan was fascinated by watching, in the direction of the official road of the capital behind him, horseshoes trampled up the snow all over the sky, and more than a dozen Tiqi in red cloaks hurriedly chased after him.

Seeing them, Yuan Chonghuan became a little nervous, his brows trembled violently a few times, and then he came back with his own soldiers.

"Ahead is the Minister of the Ministry of War, the Governor of the Trilateral Military Affairs, Mr. Yuan?"

"It's Yuan!"

Fortunately, they didn't come to arrest people again, and the Jinyiwei breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly took out the bright yellow official document of the Ministry of War from their arms.

"Master Yuan, there is an order from the Ministry of War, ordering Master Yuan to immediately join the frontier soldiers from Shaanxi, rush to help Kaifeng, and quickly break the siege of Kaifeng!"

"Now!!!"

Yuan Chonghuan was so shocked that he almost jumped up from his horse. He had seen the capriciousness of Emperor Chongzhen again. He has won every one! Now that he has not even arrived in Shaanxi, let him bring these 4000 troops to fight to the death with hundreds of thousands of troops?Like Wang Qiaonian and Fu Zonglong to give away the head?

Looking at several Tiqi, Yuan Chonghuan felt like a heavy weight on his back, which was extremely heavy!!!

The Kaifeng city surrounded by hundreds of thousands of troops is considered lucky. At least there is still a relative of Emperor Chongzhen, King Zhou, in the city. The city has completely become an abandoned child when the water is dry and the water is exhausted.

The howling northwest knife wind rolled over the wall, and the Ming battle flag, which had been burned several holes by the flames of war, was entangled on the flagpole weakly, and a large piece was already frozen. That way, there was no sound at all, and the skinny soldiers of the Ming army were wrapped in broken straw mats, looking around nervously, and trying their best to keep their eyes open.

Closing your eyes for a while, resting for a while, being dragged away immediately, and then turning into a pot of viscous broth is no longer possible, but too frequent!The city had been without food for less than half a year, and the desperate Ming army had already given up the bottom line of being a human being under the pressure of hunger. Those who refused to eat people starved to death, and all of them had turned into some energy in the belly of others.

At the north city gate, the officer Qian Zong who was guarding the gate was also weakly leaning against the opening with his knife in his arms. Just as he was drooping his head and closing his eyes to sleep tiredly, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps, and he jumped up suddenly. Immediately, Mr. Qian yelled in astonishment.

"Deputy General Xia, what are you doing?"

swoosh~

Not even talking nonsense at all, Lieutenant General Xia Chengde directly drew the bow and drew the arrow, and with a bang, the arrow pierced Mr. Qian's forehead, feeling unwilling, this trusted officer of Hong Chengchou fell to the ground instead.

"Xia Chengde's rebellion! Rebellion!"

Weak shouts sounded outside the city gate, looking at those hungry and half-dead comrades, the former Ming army officer smiled coldly, and immediately waved his hand violently.

"kill!"

In less than a few minutes, corpses were scattered all over the place, dragging bloody white flags. Xia Chengde ran all the way to the Qing army stationed at the foot of the mountain, shouting as he ran.

"I will surrender! Surrender! Songshan Castle has fallen!"

As early as the beginning of the severe winter, the attack had stopped. Amidst the shouts, the Qing army, which had been calm for several months, also boiled.

Chapter 467. Return of the Overlord

Songshan City fell into Huang Taiji's hands like a ripe fruit.

There was no decent resistance at all. On the contrary, the Ming army, which had already collapsed from hunger and suspicion of its comrades, was relieved, put down their weapons, and was dragged down the mountain by the Qing army like cattle.

Even if you are killed by a group, it is better than being eaten by others at any time!They have had enough of these days!

Amidst the yelling and cursing at the Yamen of the Songshan General Army on the top of the mountain, Hong Chengchou walked out of the yard as if he had already prepared, and kowtowed heavily towards the direction of Beijing, shouting miserably.

"Your Majesty! I have tried my best!"

Immediately, facing the Qing army who broke through the door, the Hong Yan Wang who frightened the Peng army shouted angrily.

"This governor is Hong Chengchou, governor of Jiliao, come here! Kill me!"

However, the Qing army would not kill him. Two Qing soldiers who were as strong as animals went up and knocked him down. Then, several Qing soldiers tied iron chains around his neck, just like dragging animals. He tugged down the mountain.

"Report! Your Majesty! The Ming dog cares about the governor, and Hong Chengchou, the Minister of War, captured him!"

In the yurt covered with a layer of snow, the shouts of Bai Yala's soldiers made Huang Taiji, who was roasting the whole lamb roasted with charcoal fire, finally heave a sigh of relief.

Historically, the Songjin battle of the Qing army was won so dramatically that Huang Taiji even had the leisure to rush back to Shengjing overnight to meet his concubine Hai Lanzhu for the last time, but this time, with the pressure of Mount Tai behind him, Huang Taiji Tai Chi really didn't dare to take a step away from the front line. The Qing Dynasty had already spent too much, and it must not give the Ming army in Liaozhen the slightest chance to breathe.

Fortunately, now, this most difficult bone has also been gnawed down. As more and more generals returned from the mountain city, the flags of the Ming army and official seals piled up in front of Huang Taiji were also piled up like a hill. It was Hong Chengchou's own governor's seal.

Looking at these things, Huang Taiji heaved a sigh of relief, but at the same time he was full of spirits, Juan smiled wildly and slapped his subordinates, commanding brimmingly.

"Send these to Jinzhou City! Isn't his ancestor Dashou stinky and hard, and he won't surrender to the Qing Dynasty? What will he say this time!"

"The slave obeys the order!"

Also beaming, dozens of Manchu and Mongolian ministers nodded to each other. Amidst their praises, these things were carried out one after another. Two young eunuchs hurriedly slipped in from the edge of the tent, bypassed the minister, and knelt directly beside Huang Taiji, reporting in a low voice and hastily.

Suddenly, his eyes were straightened, and in the next second, a hot nosebleed flowed from his nostrils again. Huang Taiji sat down on the cushion with a sluggish expression, his already pale face turned pale again. It turned into lead gray in an instant, but he didn't care to wipe the nosebleed, and kept shaking his head in murmur.

"Hai Lan Zhu! Hai Lan Zhu!"

"Zhen, I still haven't come in time to see you for the last time!"

"emperor!"

This scene frightened the Manchu and Mongolian ministers, especially Fan Wencheng, who came up and hugged Huang Taiji's leg, turned around and growled like a vicious dog.

"Tell the imperial physician!"