The wind rises at the end of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 239 Jia Zhuang
In the 11th year of Chongzhen, in the early morning of December [-]th.

Lu Xiangsheng was wearing a fish-scale armor and a net scarf on his head. He was sitting in the tent of the Chinese army, holding a brush and writing the last memorial he was about to submit.

Every word and sentence in the memorandum is all about border defense, the method of raising wages, and the affairs of farming, and there is no mention of other things in half a sentence.

The tired look on Lu Xiangsheng's face was even heavier than a few days ago.

"Wait...wait until my Qing soldiers...arrive, you...you...these lowly Nikans...will die! They will all...die!!"

There were intermittent curses outside the tent, but Lu Xiangsheng's expression did not change at all.

The person yelling and scolding was a Jian slave captured during the Battle of Haoshui Bridge during the day. He seemed to be a small officer who could speak some Chinese, and he sent someone to tie him outside the tent.

In this season, if you don't wear clothes outside the tent, even a tough man can't last long...

"presumptuous!"

The soldier in charge of the interrogation outside the tent gave a cold shout, and shook the horsewhip in his hand, instantly leaving a bloodstain on the face of the Jiannu who was tied to the post.

That Jianu let out a miserable cry, but before he could utter a sound, one hand had already grabbed the money mouse tail on the back of his head, and knocked him to the ground.

The ripped cheeks that had been whipped just now touched the ground in an instant, and the painful Jiannu prisoner howled like ghosts and wolves.

All the armored soldiers around were watching the interrogation process with cold eyes. Everyone's expressions were extremely indifferent, and no one had a look of resentment in their eyes.

All this is nothing compared to what Jiannu did in Beizhili.

Outside the gate, the sound of horseshoes sounded, and all the soldiers guarding outside the tents of the Chinese army raised their heads to follow the prestige.

The sound of horseshoes ranged from far to near, a group of cavalry galloped into the camp from outside the gate, accompanied by the low hiss of a war horse, while the front horse was still galloping, Du Wenhuan, who was wearing a full armor, had already dismounted first .

"Has the supervisor ever gone to bed?"

With sharp eyes, Du Wenhuan asked straightforwardly.

"Never."

After seeing that it was Du Wenhuan, the guards guarding outside the tent of the Chinese army did not dare to neglect the slightest, and immediately replied.

"The governor has an order. If Zongbing Du is looking for it, it can be directly recorded in the account, and there is no need to pass it on."

Du Wenhuan nodded slightly, clasped his hands lightly, and walked towards the tent of the Chinese army without delay.

"The last general, Du Wenhuan, kowtows to the supervisor."

Du Wenhuan strode into the tent, bowed and saluted Lu Xiangsheng who was sitting at the head.

Lu Xiangsheng had already received the news of Du Wenhuan's arrival one step ahead, and when the soldiers outside the account saw Du Wenhuan's arrival, someone had already entered the account to communicate.

"Gao Qiqian replied?"

Lu Xiangsheng pressed his hands on the desk, his body leaned forward slightly, his hands gripped the desk tightly, even his knuckles turned white from the force.

The main force of building slaves has been determined to be in Shunde Mansion, the southwest is the Zhenglan Banner led by Dorgon, and the northeast is encircled by Yuetuo who leads the Zhenghong Banner.

In Julu, he gathered some returning soldiers, and now there are nearly ten thousand soldiers under his command. After finding out the news within a few days, he raised his head and set up troops in Jize.

The day before yesterday, Gao Qi moved his troops to Wei County, only fifty miles away from them.

It's just that he sent three requests in a row asking Gao Qiqian to join him in attacking the slaves, but all of them fell to the ground without exception.

The look of hope on Lu Xiangsheng's face finally dissipated slowly as Du Wenhuan shook his head.

"Gao Qiqian led his troops and fled towards Linqing..."

Lu Xiangsheng's expression gradually turned cold, and the last glimmer of hope in his heart was extinguished, and he no longer had the slightest illusion.

Du Wenhuan looked at Lu Xiangsheng who seemed to have lost all his energy when he sat on the top for a moment, and finally took a step forward, and finally persuaded him.

"Master, there is still a gap in the siege network built by slaves. It is not too late to move the camp at this time."

Du Wenhuan stared at Lu Xiangsheng. He joined the army when he was young, and gradually became a general, deputy commander-in-chief, commander-in-chief, and even admiral of a province's military.

For decades, he has served as a forward under countless governors, but no one is like Lu Xiangsheng.

In running the army, we should take responsibility for ourselves, do not disturb the people, do not corrupt, be honest and self-disciplined, adhere to principles, and never compromise.

Originally, when he received the Datong warning order from the Ministry of War, he was ready to leave.

But I don't know why, but in the end it was a coincidence that he stayed.

He has never served anyone in his life, not even his uncle Juniper in the past, but this time he did.

Such a person should not die like this...

"This is the place of death, where can I move it?"

Lu Xiangsheng shook his head slowly, rejecting Du Wenhuan's last proposal, he had no choice.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Du Wenhuan wanted to say more, but the sound of the horn suddenly raised outside the tent interrupted the conversation between him and Lu Xiangsheng, and also broke the tranquility inside and outside the camp.

Mixed with the sound of the horns, there were also bursts of weeping and whistling sounds.

There was a low whimper, and the sound of the horn came one after another, continuously, from all directions.

Du Wenhuan raised his head indifferently and looked out of the tent. The sound of horns and gongs came from all directions. He knew that it was the sound of orders echoed by the encircling army of Jiannu.

The army of slaves has arrived...

Lu Xiangsheng and Du Wenhuan walked out of the camp, while the armored soldiers outside the tent of the Chinese army were still guarding dutifully in the wind and snow.

Lu Xiangsheng was in the queue of armored soldiers, and saw a man, Yao Dongzhao, who took a huge risk to deliver food and grass to them at night.

Lu Xiangsheng frowned, and looked at Hu Dawei standing beside Yao Dongzhao. The slave building army had not completely completed the encirclement, and there was still a chance to break out of the encirclement at this time. He arranged for Hu Dawei to send fine cavalry to escort him, but Yao Dongzhao He is still in the army.

"Mr. Yao wants to see the Governor for the last time."

Hu Dawei, who was wearing armor and a red cotton cloak, took a step forward and said in a low voice.

He had arranged for a fine cavalry to escort Yao Dongzhao out of the camp, but Yao Dongzhao insisted on seeing Lu Xiangsheng, otherwise he would not leave the camp, so he had no choice but to bring Yao Dongzhao back.

When the horn sounded outside the camp, Hu Dawei knew that things were getting worse.

"Lu Gong, don't blame Zongbing Hu, everything is the student's choice."

Yao Dongzhao looked at Lu Xiangsheng, took a step forward, knelt on the icy snow, choked up.

Lu Xiangsheng was besieging Jiazhuang with a single army, the army was completely dead, and all the generals showed determination. What Lu Xiangsheng said yesterday made him understand everything.

"In the future, will the students have a day to see Duke Lu again?"

Yao Dongzhao's voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone outside the Chinese army tent.

All eyes were on Lu Xiangsheng.

Under the eyes of everyone, Lu Xiangsheng walked forward slowly, helped Yao Dongzhao who was kneeling on the ground, and then bent down to help Yao Dongzhao brush off the snow on his knees.

Lu Xiangsheng didn't answer Yao Dongzhao's question, but just took off the saber from his waist.

Lu Xiangsheng stroked the saber in his hand, his eyes were full of reluctance.

This saber was specially made for him by local craftsmen when he was serving as a daimyo soldier.

Lu Xiangsheng sighed softly, and solemnly delivered the saber to Yao Dongzhao's hands.

"If you want to see me in the future, but look at this knife."

At this moment, Yao Dongzhao and all the generals and soldiers were all choked with tears.

……

At three o'clock, the brigade of the Qing army came from the west and set up camp to the west of Jia Zhuangxuan's camp.

To the west of Jiazhuang, the lights are brightly lit, the torches are connected together, and countless fireworks illuminate the plain as if it were daytime.

At the time of the fourth watch, a force of more than ten thousand soldiers swarmed in from the south, and countless torches were scattered in the wilderness, like a prairie fire.

On the fifth day of Ping'an, several groups of Qing troops came from the northeast, and the lights were all over the place, connecting with the Qing troops who had arrived before.

So far, Jiazhuang's Xuanda army camp has been surrounded by the Qing army...

……

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

The high-spirited drums sounded in the Xuan Dajun camp.

On the drum tower, the strong fighters waved their drumsticks vigorously, beating the war drum in front of them violently one after another.

The sound of the drums, accompanied by the low sound of the horn, spread in all directions.

Accompanied by the sound of drums and horns, the Xuan army in the camp quickly assembled.

On the outermost wall of the camp, there are already guards full of soldiers.

A large number of Ming army sentries galloped continuously over the field, one after another, the Ming army galloped back to the camp from afar, bringing information about the Qing army from all directions back to the army.

More than a dozen groups of cavalry of the Ming army with hundreds of people and the forced Jiannu cavalry are galloping and fighting in the wilderness. The cavalry of the Qing army is constantly increasing, oppressing the range of activities of the Ming cavalry in the periphery.

Lu Xiangsheng stood on the watchtower, looking at the camp of the Qing army in the distance.

The wind and snow were much smaller than at night, and there were many snowflakes, but it didn't affect the sight too much.

In the wilderness of the southwest.

The army of founding slaves is slowly moving forward, and a large number of rangers as the precursor are roaring past it.

Farther in the southwest, banners of various colors were fluttering in the cold wind, and soldiers of the founding slaves in various armors were braving the wind and snow and marching forward.

One team after another, one after another, as if endlessly, they continued to emerge from the sky.

At the end of the four horizons, almost at the same time, there were ocean-like banners.

southeast.

A large number of banners were connected together, and countless slave cavalry were galloping from the southeast.

The darkness is boundless and endless, and the blackness reaches the sky.

Hundreds of thousands of horseshoes struck the ground, causing the earth to resonate. The sound of iron hooves lingered in everyone's ears, shaking everyone's hearts faintly.

The Qing army came from all directions, and the cavalry in the front had covered the entire front, but there were still soldiers coming from the rear, as if it was endless.

Under the dark sky, the banners and armors of various colors in the formation of the Qing army complement each other with the white snow all over the ground, conveying a strong visual stimulation, and the air is filled with a chill.

The sea of ​​banners of various colors almost flooded the entire outskirts of Jiazhuang, and the mountains and plains were full of Qing army banners waving.

The hunting sound of the strong wind blowing and fluttering the flags echoed in all directions, converging into waves of sound like the sound of pines and waves.

Amidst the sound of high-spirited war drums and low-pitched gongs, the originally pale snow was gradually being swallowed up by the tide formed by the Qing army.

Lu Xiangsheng's heart sank slowly, the more the Qing army had, the smaller the odds of winning for them...

……

On the western outskirts of Jiazhuang, the Qing army faced a large formation to the west, and many huge golden dragon banners were erected in the center of the formation.

Most of these gold-woven dragon banners are arranged together, but only one white dragon banner is at the forefront of the group of dragon banners.

This white gold-woven dragon banner is naturally the flag owner of the Zhengbai Banner of the Qing Dynasty, the banner of Prince Rui Dorgon, who was ordered by the general.

At this time, Dorgon was wearing bright silver armor and a helmet of the same color on his head. The red long tassel on the pointed needle on the top of the helmet was very eye-catching.

Behind Dorgon, there are Duoduo, the banner owner of Xiangbai Banner, and Gushan Ezhenyibai of Zhengbai Banner in Mongolia, and Gushan Ezhensuna's son-in-law of Xiangbai Banner.

For this battle, Dorgon has worked hard and summoned almost all the troops he can muster.

Hauge was attacking Shandong with the Zhenglan flag, and he ignored his call for recruitment.

The inlaid blue flag could not be mobilized, but Yue Tuo came with two red flags, Gu Shan Ezhen Tan Tai of the yellow flag led the soldiers of the yellow flag, and his own two white flags were also mobilized.

A total of six banners were transferred from the eight banners of Mongolia, plus one banner of the Han army, a total of twelve banners.

Although there are still many soldiers in many flags who have not been recalled, some troops have been allocated as partial divisions to contain the Ming army who may come to help.

But even so, there are now more than 4 soldiers gathered in Jiazhuang, which is more than enough to face the current situation.

"Gao Qi absconded?"

Dorgon snorted coldly in disdain, he just sent a cavalry unit of a thousand men over, and scared Gao Qiqian so much that he fled all the way to Linqing.

"If you run away, you will run away. Even if Gao Qiqian escapes, he won't be able to cause any trouble. He doesn't dare to fight at this moment. Do you expect him to dare to fight later?"

Dorgon waved his hand and repelled the soldiers who came to report.

"Then let Mukdenbu bring his troops back, and leave two Niu Lu to scout in Wei County."

Gao Qiqian's guts were much smaller than he imagined, and the partial division he arranged hadn't played a role at all, so Gao Qiqian had already escaped.

With a high and latent brain, I'm afraid that I can't think of a way to show the enemy's weakness and feint a shot.

It's better to transfer back the partial division who had originally restrained Gao Qiqian to enrich the army.

Dorgon's eyes turned to the north, he was more worried about Sun Chuanting's Shanxi soldiers than Gao Qiqian's Liao soldiers.

Although the news from the northwest is still the same, the Shaanxi Army is still staying in Zhending Mansion, but Dorgon always feels a little restless.

And Xuan Dajun revealed something wrong everywhere, Xuan Dajun didn't seem to be surprised by their arrival, when they arrived last night, there was not much panic in Xuan Dajun's camp at all.

Xuan Dajun's camp was layered upon layer upon layer, and it was built extremely solidly. I'm afraid it took a lot of thought, there are many watchtowers, and densely packed forts.

Lu Xiangsheng knew they were coming...

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"History of the Ming Dynasty Volume 260 I Biography 140 IX Biography of Lu Xiangsheng":
In the middle of the night, there were sounds of scorpions everywhere.On a daily basis, ride three turns of tens of thousands of rings.

"Army Chariot Diary":
The high supervisor lived in the southeast, and Fei Zhao quoted it, but retreated a hundred miles, what is the meaning?
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