Chapter 474: The peach blossoms in the world are like those of previous years (End of the book)
Huang Taiji's eyelids kept blinking.
Without his father Nurhaci staring at him, he didn't have to suppress this instinctive reaction.
A moment ago, he hoped that Oboi's mace would hit Ma Xianglin hard and kill him.
However, there are no weak soldiers under a strong general, and the servants of Nachuan Barbarian are all like evil gods. They beat many Jin Army warriors, including Ao Bai, and they gradually had only the power to parry, and were about to be at a disadvantage.
go.
"Master Baile condescends to retreat, and the slaves will come and shoot that barbarian to death!"
The personal guards and generals around Huang Taiji, all of whom were top heavy archers among the Jurchens, dismounted one after another and quickly formed a half-moon formation.
There were two personal guards among them, and they were holding sixteen-strength bows, which were equivalent to the strength of the bow when they were fired. They could lift a person weighing one hundred sixty-seven kilograms and swing them out.
Like a bolt of lightning, when Ma Xianglin entered the hundred-step shooting range of this ultra-long-range heavy bow, two Tatar arrows flew past without any hesitation.
Ma Xianglin is a skilled gunsmith with excellent eyesight. Not only did he fight against the Zhenglan Banner's archers in Luanhe, he also allowed He Zhuo to recruit some of Ye He Jurchen's old troops during his years in Daning.
The army practiced the shooting power, shooting distance, and armor-piercing ability of sixth-class infantry bows, so they were familiar with the details of the Jin Army's archers from formation to firing.
He quickly turned the horse's head aside and accelerated suddenly at the same time. Sure enough, the two arrows fired at each other in a wedge shape, trying to form a fatal angle, still landed behind Ma Xianglin.
Immediately afterwards, when the bowstrings of other soldiers were about to be fully drawn, they heard a few "bang bangs" and the archers' camp was filled with dust and dust. Along with bursts of screams, people and bows fell to the ground.
Huang Taiji, who had already mounted his horse and retreated a hundred steps, was shocked. He looked around and saw the Korean musketeers brought by Dai Shan. After the battle between the two armies, those aliens were trailing behind the Jin army.
The firearmsman, without any warning at this moment, shot at the Jin Army's own men.
The words "Ming Army Spy" had just appeared in Huang Taiji's mind. Ma Xianglin, armed with a white robe and a silver gun, had already approached the defense line of the Guards. Huang Taiji relied on his sophisticated reactions developed from more than ten years of fighting to deflect the horse's head and pinch it hard.
Then he galloped in the direction of Yue Tuan's red flag on the right.
There is an obvious downhill slope in the grassland between the white flag and the red flag. Huang Taiji can gain the high speed of the horse in a more economical time. When Ma Xianglin rushes over, the slope is slightly inclined to attack, so he adjusts his route to chase Huang Taiji.
Tai Chi and the personal guard immediately slowed down.
Several musketeers who were hiding in the open fire near the bronze cannon suddenly appeared, lit the primer, and opened fire in the direction of Huang Taiji.
However, the Rat King was tightly surrounded by loyal subordinates, and the swooping horses were galloping, which seriously affected the long-range strike effectiveness of the firearm.
After a burst of gunfire, only one of Huang Taiji's guards fell off his horse. Two other horses were hit by lead bullets and rolled forward several times. Their skulls were shattered and their necks were broken. The knights who fell off their backs also died for a moment.
Huang Taiji was still running hard with the remaining guards.
Suddenly, a fast horse appeared on the flank of the Guards.
"Four Baylor, fourteen Baylor are on the slave's horse. The slave and the two masters are going to lay the red flag together!"
While shouting, Mu Zaohua raised his riding bow, turned around and fired light arrows in the direction of Ma Xianglin and the Sichuan army servants who were chasing after them.
Her actions did not immediately arouse the vigilance of the guards on one side.
When the bay-red horse approached and the knight with his bow suddenly pointed his arrow at the guards, the latter realized that it was too late.
With a "whoosh" sound, at such a close range, one of the bodyguards' horses was shot in the butt by Mu Zaohua without any suspense. The horse neighed miserably, raised its front hooves, and threw off its master. It also staggered and slowed down.
"Master! Zaohua'e is really... No, this Nikan slave is also a Ming army spy!"
"Master, there are fourteen Baylor coming soon. Do you want the slaves to shoot arrows?"
Huang Taiji was angry and hesitant. After such a delay, Mu Zaohua released the second arrow, grazing Huang Taiji's shoulder protector.
Huang Taiji no longer hesitated: "Shoot this Nikan dog slave to death!"
But it was too late, another cavalry group of dozens of people appeared on the other side, shouting Jurchen words, and fired arrows at Huang Taiji's personal guards.
"He Zhuo! Ye He people!"
Mu Zaohua on the right wing and Ma Xianglin on the back simultaneously confirmed the identity of the friendly troops supporting Ying.
Under attack from three sides, the horses of Huang Taiji and his guards finally slowed down.
The loyal servants of Sibeile realized that they could not escape and must face the enemy and fight to the death.
All the tribesmen led by He Zhuo had close relatives who died in the bloodbath of the Jianzhou tribe against the Ye He tribe.
They were both Jurchens, and their hatred for Nurhaci and Huang Taiji was actually far greater than that of the Sichuan troops who were soldiers of the Ming Dynasty.
When Ye He's tribe and Sichuan army servants rushed towards the banner owner's troops at Zhengbai Banner, Ma Xianglin drew his gun and charged at Huang Taiji.
The confrontation between the two today is even more difficult than when they were cavalry commanders in the confrontation outside Fushun City.
Huang Taiji knew how powerful the Han people's spears were, and their attack range far exceeded the steel knife in his hand, not to mention the hook and sickle spear.
The cunning fox, still fighting after being trapped, clapped its horse to fight and shortened the distance between it and Ma Xianglin. Then it suddenly took out a flying ax from its waist and threw it at Ma Xianglin.
Ma Xianglin dodged the oncoming black shadow, and stabbed Huang Taiji's waist and abdomen with the tip of his hook and sickle. He wanted to hook the enemy under the horse, but he suddenly swayed and was violently jolted several times by the wailing horse.
It turned out that one of Huang Taiji's personal guards fought his way out of the Ye He people's siege. Before he fell to the ground seriously injured, he swung his sword and slashed Ma Xianglin's mount.
But at the same time, Huang Taiji also fell from power.
Mu Zaohua shouted at some of the Ming Army musketeers who came over after grabbing the Jin Army's horses. After taking over Dorgon who was knocked unconscious by her, she picked up the Shun Dao of the Jin Army who was shot to death and rushed over to slash him.
Huang Taiji's mount.
"Zaohua avoids my spear, and I will kill him!" the Sichuan general jumped off his horse and shouted loudly.
Mu Zaohua knew very well that she was no match for the experienced Huang Taiji in close combat, and lingering would only delay Ma Xianglin, so she hurriedly ran towards her own camp with her sword in hand.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Huang Taiji has no way out anymore. At this time, he can only try his best to withstand the moves of the Sichuan barbarian in front of him, and bet that the side with the red flag will be stretched again.
, Yue Tuo could also see that his Zhengbai flag, Shuaiqi, was located here, and quickly brought people to rescue him.
But this is just his unrealistic fantasy.
After both of them stood on solid ground, the spear was a crushing restraint on the Yan Ling Dao.
With the simplest three moves of blocking, holding, and stabbing, Huang Taiji could only rely on his experience in judging the attack point of cold weapons in close combat, and barely used a knife to separate the hook, sickle, and spear point.
But when Ma Xianglin really used the more complicated moves that gathered all the strength of his body and exploded in one blow, he stabbed with dexterity and ruthlessness in a short time with the weight of a million, the speed of lightning, and the subtlety of the hair.
During Huang Tai Chi, the latter's sword skills were simply unable to withstand such a bamboo-breaking force.
There were still a few surviving guards, rushing to protect their flag lord.
One of them even approached Ma Xianglin, but Ma Xianglin felt as if he had eyes on the back of his head. The gun barrel controlled by his hollow fist suddenly stabbed back, and the tail of the gun without a sharp edge, relying only on the power of the master, knocked the attacker away.
Take ten steps away.
Immediately, seeing Huang Taiji's brief daze, Ma Xianglin's spear tip skillfully hit Huang Taiji's Yanling Saber.
Huang Taiji was so shocked that he staggered back, and finally tripped over the body of a guard.
After a moment of dizziness, when his eyes refocused, the silver hook had already pressed against his throat.
"Peace, peace! I am willing to persuade the Great Khan to negotiate peace with the Ming Dynasty!" When life and death were at stake, Huang Taiji would no longer hold on, and simply and loudly shouted out the words of surrender in Chinese that he thought would be effective.
Ma Xianglin looked down at his defeated general.
The words Zheng Haizhu said when he parted with him rang in his ears: "Since ancient times, it is unlucky to kill and surrender. However, if a fox kneels down and begs for mercy, it does not mean he has truly surrendered."
Another sentence: "Those who need to be kept alive among the banner leaders must not be Nurhachi and Huang Taiji."
Ma Xianglin then said two words to Huang Taiji: "It's too late."
There was a "pop" sound, the tip of the gun entered his throat, and blood spattered.
…
Two hundred miles away, Sarhu.
"Sir, our forward guerrillas have already attacked Jiefan Mountain, killing 500 Zhenyi and capturing more than 300 alive. Among them is Amin's son, who has been identified by the Tatar prisoners and is currently imprisoned in our military camp.
"
At the entrance of the Salhu Valley, pond horses galloped to report the good news.
Du Song was overjoyed and turned to Zheng Haizhu and said: "Zheng Siqing, when you come back to your State Temple, you must remember my achievements in this journey."
Zheng Haizhu left Liaoyang seven or eight days ago and met up with Du Song on the banks of the Taizi River. At that time, Nurhachi had just captured Jingan Fort and began to besiege Kaiyuan City.
As a feudal official, Yang Lian had to sit in Liaoyang and listen to military reports from all walks of life, and he knew that his friendship with Jun Song was average, so he readily agreed with Zheng Haizhu to go to Sarhu.
Juniper was even more happy. He and this woman had been doing business in a private port for three years, and their interests were all bundled together, so everything was easy to talk about before the battle.
But at this moment, Zheng Haizhu said sternly: "This time our Ming Dynasty has many officers and soldiers fighting in several places to annihilate the Tatar banners one by one. There is no such thing as failure without success. If General Qi's car in Hunhe River
The camp was victorious, and Governor Yang used the reason that Qi Jin’s troops defeated Nurhachi and gave him the first credit, and I would also object."
Jun Song was about to be unhappy when he heard the first few sentences, but then he listened to Zheng Haizhu's words without hesitation. After thinking about it carefully, he felt comfortable again.
"Zheng Siqing, what you said is also what Long Live Lord means?"
"This is what Long Live Lord means, and it is also the justice that the warriors in the world want."
"Haha," Du Song smiled brightly, then cast his gaze back to the dense forest valley of the Saerhu generation, and said in a deep voice, "I have been fighting for decades, and among the most trustworthy people, I said no in my ears.
If you think about taking the lead, you are the first one."
Another guerrilla general under Jun Song's tent came up and took the initiative to ask for orders: "Sir, we have uprooted the Tatars on Jiefan Mountain, and we have also occupied several scattered highlands. In the end, the general is willing to take all the Tatars with him."
Bu'erlang, go to the valley on the south bank of the Hun River and capture the Tatars in this area, so that our army can march directly to Hetuala."
The Henan Valley mentioned here is actually Salhu, which is more like the hilly terrain of Jiangnan.
"Go and ask Fushun General Zou to come over." Zheng Haizhu didn't wait for Du Song to respond to the guerrilla attack, and then issued an order to the soldiers of Liaoyang Biaoying camp outside the tent.
In the past few years since Yang Lian was sent abroad, her mental strength has become more mature. I was afraid that Zheng Haizhu would have difficulty in arranging the main army and the guest army, so she also selected some people from the governor's Biao camp to bring her to Sarhu. These Biao camp soldiers,
They are all natives of Liaodong, but they do not belong to the old and new warlords of various factions, so they will not incur any hostility from the guest armies.
After Fushun general Zou Chuxian entered the tent, he bowed politely to Jun Song and said a few pleasant words to wish him victory before saying to Zheng Haizhu: "Zheng Siqing, Zou is asking for a battle, and we will fight with Taishi Du's powerful army."
Attack the Tatar defenders in the Sarhu Valley."
Jun Song smiled and said: "Look, when everyone's morale is at its highest, does Zheng Siqing still have to wait? The Tatars are all working desperately to build fortifications."
"Wait," Zheng Haizhu said firmly, "wait for news from Kaiyuan and the north of Hunhe River, and also from Huining."
Du Song and Zou Chuxian's faces were about to darken when they heard the woman say something else: "But we won't wait any longer. We'll just wait one night. If there is no news by the turn of the day tomorrow, we will send troops to the valley."
That night, Zheng Haizhu did not rest and sat in front of the tent the whole time.
Ten years after traveling through the Ming Dynasty, she finally came to this place: Salhu.
Her biggest golden finger as a time traveler is the perfect time window.
Nurhachi's Khanate had only just been established, and the Jurchens' national power was still in its infancy.
After the Age of Discovery began, the European powers just wanted to try to get involved in the Ming Dynasty.
Above the court, Dong Lin has not yet taken control of the court, and Wei Zhongxian is far from being nine thousand years old. Many virtuous ministers and generals, and even the middle-aged emperor Zhu Changluo, can still save him.
As long as she opens her eyes in this world, even if it is only five years in the future, even if she has a brain that is not stupid and a lack of knowledge reserves, as well as the progressive thinking and tenacity of modern people, even if she relies on hard work and coincidence, and
She made friends with talented people from all walks of life like a chicken blood, trying to figure out the thoughts of the emperor and his ministers. I am afraid that she, Zheng Haizhu, may not be able to earn the money of the merchants, change the outcome of the Battle of Fushun, and force the Dutch to submit to the majesty of the Celestial Empire.
He had his own armed forces at the gateway to the East China Sea, and sent Chahar as envoy to conduct diplomacy until he became an official in the top central authority.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! However, the above cannot give her a sufficient sense of accomplishment.
Saarhu, Saarhu after tonight can witness the real stage victory that she aims to achieve in her thirties.
The Fujian bodyguards and the sergeants from Liaoyang Governor Biao Camp were all moving around in shifts.
They could not help but guess what the hostess and boss, illuminated by a small bonfire, was thinking.
It shouldn't be timid, right?
Jun Jun's troops are very talented. The Sichuan Army and the Zhejiang Army, which are probably fighting fiercely in the north, are also tiger and wolf divisions.
It is impossible for these young people to believe that in another time and space, Jun Jun, Liu Qing, Ma Lin, Qi Jin, and Shi Zhu, the generals of the Qin family, indeed all died in Liaodong, at the hands of the Tatars.
As dawn breaks in the sky, the hoofbeats of Ming army horses break through the silence of dawn.
"An urgent report from Kaiyuan is that Ma Xianglin's troops in Daning Town killed Huang Taiji, the leader of the White Banner, and obtained more than 4,000 Zhenyi heads. Yue Tuo, the leader of the Red Banner, and Dorgon, the fourteenth son of Nurhachi, were captured alive. Kaiyuan besieged the city.
It has been liberated and Jingan Fort and other places have been restored."
"Tieling urgently reported that Ma Lin and Ma Chengxun's troops killed Dudu with a white flag and obtained more than 2,000 Zhenyi heads."
"Sanchaerbao reported urgently that Zhenjiang Qi Jin's troops killed Nurhaci's twelfth son Azig and obtained more than 3,000 Zhenyi heads. In addition, the Ming army's firearms attacked Nurhaci in the Chinese army's tent, and the chieftain's tent fled.
Heading north into the old city of Yehebe, Nurhaci’s life and death are unknown.”
"Huining urgently reported that Taiwan Xuanfu Yan Siqi's troops and Chongming guerrilla Xu Yilong's troops, from Huining to Mao Lianwei, beheaded Daishan, the leader of the red flag, and obtained two thousand heads of Zhenyi."
After listening to several reports, Zou Chuxian happily came to the boxing case.
He was a Liao general, and many of his right-hand men and family members had died at the hands of the Tatars. How could he not be excited by such a series of earth-shattering good news.
Although Jun Song was not as happy as Zou Chuxian, he was actually a little happy in his heart.
You should really listen to Zheng Haizhu, trust the other friendly forces, and at least wait one more night. Otherwise, if he had launched an attack on the Sarhu Valley yesterday evening, no matter how much the Ming army had the upper hand, his subordinates would inevitably die.
Few people.
Perhaps today, the result of directly seizing the slave nest can be obtained without fighting.
Zheng Haizhu intercepted Tang Ma coming from the direction of Kaiyuan outside the tent: "Among the Zhengbai Banner and Zhenghong Banner, is there a Ming woman named Mu Zaohua and more than a hundred Ming musketeers disguised as Koreans? Are they alive?
?”
Natang Ma quickly reported: "General Ma ordered me to tell the minister that Mu Zaohua is well and she is the one who captured Dorgon. About ten Ming army musketeers were killed in the battle."
Zheng Haizhu nodded, and after calming down slightly, he walked into the juniper tent: "General Du, let Jiefanshan send Amin's son down. I asked him to go back to Sarhu now and send a letter of persuasion to surrender to Amin.
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(The main text of this book is complete. There will be an extra chapter later, which will show the boyhood of another important figure in the late Ming Dynasty.)