Emperor Ming Dynasty

Chapter 400 Untitled
In mid-November, it rained lightly in Pizhou.

The city wall, which was once piled full of rammed earth and bricks, is now completely made of bricks. After two or three months of hard work, the task was finally barely completed.

After some transformation, Pizhou City barely had the prototype of a bastion, which was a blessing in misfortune.

In fact, as the big city of the Huaibei Canal, it was destined to face the threat of Shandong the moment it was captured.

The moat is five feet wide, three feet deep, and the city is more than four feet high. The other side is adjacent to the Yellow River. No matter when, the city is high and deep, so it can be called a strong city.

But at this time, Zhao Guangyuan climbed to the top of the wall, his right hand went to the saber, his brows were furrowed, he was not sure of victory.

Outside the city, there are densely packed tank boats all over the canal, and a large number of trackers are constantly dragging, sweating profusely.

The Qing soldiers who disembarked were innumerable, and soon Pizhou was besieged, leaving only the banks of the Yellow River.

After all, the Yellow River is different from the canal. The water is turbulent and turbid, and it is not suitable for gathering tank boats. Therefore, it enters Huangdun Lake from the canal, and then marches to Pizhou.

Although Pizhou is far away from the canal, if Pizhou is ignored, there is a danger of cutting off logistics.

Therefore, as the first battle of the southern invasion, this war must be difficult.

"Jiannu is not easy to deal with."

Zhao Guangyuan thought about his heavy task of defending for ten days, and couldn't help feeling afraid.

Although there is a natural danger of the Yellow River to escape, but the task is discounted, I am afraid that it will not please the court!
According to Li Jingwu's strategy and the purpose of the imperial court, the strategy for the north is to insist on strengthening the walls and clearing the wilderness on the one hand, and to block it layer by layer on the other hand.

That is to say, from Huai'an Mansion to Nanjing, this nearly thousand li journey, whether it is defending the city or blocking the canal, in short, its soldiers and horses must be stopped.

"It seems that Mingren is well prepared!"

Prince Zheng Jierhalang has a straight belly, a bushy beard, wide ears and a round nose, making him look thick and steady.

As the younger brother of Nurhachi and the son of Shuerhaqi, Jierhalang is in charge of the Xianglan Banner and is the backbone of the Eight Banners.

Since he was raised by Nurhachi and has a close relationship with Huang Taiji, he is the only partial branch prince among the Eight Banners.

In view of this, Dorgon was not afraid that he would threaten his position, and asked him to replace Azig as the commander of the south.

"Ming people are treacherous, but their strength is weak. This city can be broken in two or three days."

On the side, Dorobe Lek Dehun looked at Pizhou City with anger in his eyes, as if he wanted to devour it.

"With red cannons, Pizhou City will naturally not be able to hold on."

On the side, Prince Su Hauge said with a face full of disdain.

He galloped across Shandong without a single enemy. Although he was suppressed by Dorgon, he was still rough and stubborn.

Regarding Dodo's death, he even snickered at night.

Hearing this, Jierhalang smiled slightly and said, "This battle must be won, and it must be won beautifully. I wonder who of the two would like to be the vanguard?"

"I'm coming!" Hauge roared.

Luke Dehun on the side was naturally not to be outdone, and shouted: "Let me do it!"

Jierharang stroked his beard and smiled with satisfaction.

Luck Dehun is the grandson of Daishan, and even Dorgon's confidant and beloved general. When the imperial status was abolished, he became Hauge's subject.

And Hauge, as the leader of the banner, naturally couldn't look down on the former subject, who is now in his twenties, Luck Dehun.

The tit-for-tat confrontation between the two is obviously indispensable.

And he, the coach, is impartial and mediates conflicts, which is his main responsibility.

"Haoge, you are older, so give it to Luke Dehun!"

Ji Erhalang looked at Hauge whose face was flushed, and said involuntarily.

Hauge looked around and saw the expressions of the generals, and then he reacted in embarrassment.

I am earning merit with the next generation!

"Hmph, since my uncle said it, can I still grab it from the kid?"

Hauge shook his sleeves and said in a deep voice.

"The final will live up to expectations!"

Lu Kede patted the horseshoe sleeves and knelt down on one knee.

Wu Sangui lowered his head, listening to the two chattering Manchu without saying a word.

He, King Pingxi, looks like a county king like King Sanshun, but in fact, he has less than half the weight of Baylor, who is Luck Dehun.

And the eyes of Hauge, Luck Dehun and other Manchurians passed by him from time to time, which made him tremble with fear.

Hearing that a few words from Jierhalang caused the two to fight, he cursed secretly in his heart:
This old man wants to preserve the strength of Xianglanqi!
Unsurprisingly, the Han Army Banner, as cannon fodder, entered the stage immediately, followed by the Mongolian Eight Banners.

"There is no Han Chinese to drive it!"

Leket looked at Pizhou city with a gloomy expression.

In the past, there were no people in the ant-attached siege, and the Han people were really ready.

It's really brave to dare to give me a solid wall to clear the field.

The artillery was set up in an instant and approached Pizhou City.

Years of siege experience allowed the Manchus to unfold without haste.

A dozen artillery pieces were not aimed at the city, nor at the female wall, or at the city gate, but directly aimed at the city wall in the middle.

In other words, it is to attack only one point, and after the city wall collapses, directly enter the city with cavalry, and let the infantry go.

But other soldiers and horses did not stop, but instead took the opportunity to keep filling the moat.

On the other hand, Luck Dehun did not rely entirely on artillery. He rode a horse and constantly patrolled around, hoping to find a weak point in the display of the artillery, so as to break through the city wall.

This is the foot, cavalry, and artillery of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and the three are in harmony.

Faced with such a huge pressure, Zhao Guangyuan felt a little uncomfortable for a while.

"Let the fleet hide well, don't let Man Qing find out."

He made arrangements in advance.

At this time, outside the city of Huai'an Mansion, Li Dingguo and Gao Yigong were training the cavalry. Although they had fun, they felt extremely uncomfortable.

"The Qing Dynasty has already gone south, and we are still training here!"

Gao Yigong couldn't stay idle, he yelled: "A piece of stone back then, if it wasn't careless, how could it have been defeated?"

"Li Tongzhi has his own plans!"

Li Dingguo said in a deep voice.

Gao Yigong was taken aback, and just about to speak, he saw Li Dingguo's footsteps quickened, and a voice came:

"But his plan is not my plan, Li Dingguo's."

"Sit back and wait for the enemy to come, this is not the battle I want to fight."

In this way, Li Dingguo broke into the governing yamen and said directly:
"The cavalry of the Beijing camp are already familiar with riding skills. If they continue, they may not even be able to beat the infantry."

"Why is that?" Li Jingwu was taken aback.

"When a man is full and a horse grows fat, how can he have courage?"

"What do you want to do?" Li Jingwu narrowed his eyes, he felt that this person's tone was not kind, and there was something in his words.

"Send troops to aid Pizhou!"

Li Dingguo cut the gold and cut the railway.

"I have made a strategy. Pizhou only needs to guard for ten days, and there is no need to rush to help."

Li Jingwu frowned: "Besides, you three thousand cavalry, what can you do?"

"Can do a lot."

Li Dingguo said in a deep voice, then turned and left.

"Without my military order, you dare to leave Shanyang County?"

"You are in control of Huaihai, and I am in Beijing. It seems that you can't rule me."

Li Dingguo turned his head and said lightly.

(End of this chapter)