On the Jianghuai Plain, a huge and strange convoy is traveling. In this convoy are Mongolian ponies, mules and donkeys from the Central Plains, splendid royal chariots, and extremely simple country two-wheeled mule carts.
The members were all kinds of strange. In addition to the tough Mongolian soldiers, there were also a large number of men, women and children in Central Plains clothes. They marched miserably along with the carriages, and were severely whipped for any delay.
This is the Xixia army returning with a full load. This time they hit a lot of grass and valleys. Not only did they take away all the gold and silver treasures in Nanjing City, but they also kidnapped a lot of meat coins. Don't underestimate these unkempt travelers. Who is not a royal family?
Noble man, noble man.
Thousands of men, women, old and young who were used to a life of fine clothing and fine food were walking with the army, which would inevitably affect the marching speed. Some generals suggested that these burdens should be buried alive in order to increase the speed and return to Xixia as soon as possible. However, Anu rejected these on the spot.
Burdens are of great use, whether it is setting up a puppet regime or asking for ransom, they are of great use. The Han people in the Central Plains pay attention to benevolence and filial piety. Parents, wives and children are in the hands of others. No matter what, they will have to go back no matter how much the price is paid, otherwise they will be despised by the world.
Criticism, Anu definitely has a way of understanding the psychology of the Han people, otherwise His Majesty Galdan would not be able to trust her to lead the troops to attack Nanjing alone.
The slow marching speed is not terrible. Even though we are now in the hinterland of the Ming Dynasty, the Ming Dynasty regime has collapsed, and it will be difficult to form effective rule over the local government in the short term. Besides, the Ming Dynasty's army is only that, and they are concentrated in the capital and the border.
, these military intelligence are all recorded in the files of the Ministry of War, and Anu has read them all, so he is not in a hurry.
The most capable Ming army is the Red Shirt Army. However, due to Liu Ziguang's exile, this army has ceased to exist in name only. The remaining Yuan Chonghuan's Western Army has collapsed, leaving only tens of thousands of people trapped in Tongguan. Yuan Chengzhi is now in charge of the Hebei Army and is facing the challenge.
The Chahar tribe in Northern Mongolia and the remnants of the Manchu Qing Dynasty outside the customs are also unable to be spared. As for places such as Henan, Shandong, Huguang, etc., they recruit soldiers every year and there are not many young men left. The local prefectures and counties can piece together four to five hundred soldiers.
The strong man with the red tassel gun is very good, but the bandit suppression is just okay. Fighting against the Xixia army is like a mantis trying to defeat the enemy.
Therefore, the Xixia army did not need to panic at all. They only needed to return along the original route. The garrison people in the prefectures and counties along the way did not dare to stop them. It was a blessing that the Xixia army did not attack them. They could only watch the army crossing the border and weep endlessly.
No wonder, the humiliation of the collective capture of the royal family can only be compared to the humiliation of Jingkang during the Song Dynasty. It was a great shame and humiliation for the Han people.
However, the treatment of the Zhu Ming royal family is better than that of the Zhao and Song royal families. At least the queen will not be wantonly insulted by the Mongolian soldiers. This is inseparable from the fact that Anu herself is the queen of Xixia. This strange woman was not Galdan's wife earlier.
It was his sister-in-law. After Galdan's brother was assassinated, Galdan resolutely gave up his position as a living Buddha and returned to the tribe from Tubo to avenge his brother and regain power in Junggar. In the process of the struggle, he and his sister-in-law established a deep relationship.
, so it was natural to marry her. Mongolians do not pay attention to those customary etiquette. Anu himself is both wise and brave, and is familiar with Chinese books. After getting married, he became Galdan's most effective assistant and counselor, and the deputy marshal of the Xixia army.
The task of attacking Nanjing this time is extremely arduous. If not, everything may be lost. If it is done well, it will be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for Xixia. Taking control of the Central Plains and dominating the world will get twice the result with half the effort. That's why Galdan sent his queen to go there in person.
Come.
The four-wheeled chariot was moving slowly. Xu Yuanhui was holding a porcelain bowl and giving medicine to the Queen Mother. The Queen Mother had been bedridden after a stroke and her body was very weak. Now she was captured by the Tatar soldiers, and she was even more angry.
Her illness worsened. Although the chariot was luxurious, the road was really bad and bumpy along the way. Seeing that the Empress Dowager was taking in and out of breath, Xu Yuanhui's tears couldn't stop flowing down. The Empress Dowager still didn't care about her as her daughter-in-law.
If the Queen Mother hadn't fallen ill, Zhu Youxiao wouldn't have dared to send the Queen into the cold palace. The two mothers were speechless and shed tears.
The queen and the empress dowager have carriages to ride in. That is Anu's care. Others do not have this treatment. Regardless of whether they are the wealthy princess or the prince or the elders of three dynasties or the hereditary princes, they all have to walk on their own feet. Pity these people.
In the past, when I went out, I would be accompanied by carriages and horses. I would be supported by maids and servants when I walked in my yard. All the roads I had not walked in the first half of my life had been made up in the past few days. Every one of them had blisters on their feet, so I didn’t dare to
Fall down half a step, because the Tatar's whip is waiting next to you. If you slack off a little bit, the whip will hit you hard and your skin will be torn.
Walking is just walking, but the key is to help push the carts. The carts are filled with gold, silver and jewelry, which are not light. It is summer, and there will be heavy rains from time to time, which makes the road dirty.
The mud was extremely muddy, and the wheels were stuck deep in it. The mules and horses were helpless, so they had to be pushed by others. A group of dignitaries with thin skin and tender flesh stepped barefoot in the mud like the mud-legged people they despised in the past. They rolled up their sleeves, rolled up their trouser legs, and shouted.
Not only did the tall and round Mongolians on their horses, who were pushing carts and pushing horses, not help, they were gesticulating and often hitting people with whips, which made them feel an unforgettable shame.
The sun was setting in the west, and there was a rosy cloud on the horizon. It was time to rest again. At the order of the Mongolian soldiers, everyone stopped, unharnessed the mules and horses, gathered firewood and started a fire for cooking. There happened to be a pond next to it, and under the sunshine
People who had been walking for a day were hungry and thirsty, so they went to drink water one after another. However, it was their turn to wait until the Xixia soldiers had finished drinking. The huge water pond was almost filled to the bottom by the soldiers and horses.
Pools of dirty water were left in the mud at the bottom of the pond. The former princes and nobles now had to lower their noble heads to drink water in the mud. Everyone looked at each other's haggard faces covered in mud, and all shed tears.
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The food for the captives was very poor. It was just horse feed. The coarse grains eaten by various animals were mixed together to make gruel. It had no salt and no oil. It was extremely unpalatable. Even so, they could not keep them full. The Mongols were afraid of them.
After eating enough to have the strength to escape, and also deliberately wanting to humiliate these people, a large iron tube was filled with this gruel. The prisoners crowded in front of the carriage and looked at the Mongolian soldiers who were responsible for distributing food with expectant eyes.
The soldier calmly waited for people to kneel down and kowtow to him with a horse spoon. This was a reserved program before meals every day, and it was also a strategy to deprive these people of their self-esteem. The person receiving the meal had to kowtow to thank him before being rewarded with a spoonful of gruel.
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People who have lost their country have no self-respect at all. If they don’t eat, they will have no strength. If they don’t have the strength, they will not be able to walk. If they can’t walk, they will be killed by the Mongolian soldiers. So everyone chose to surrender without exception.
Of course, some old guys who pride themselves on being strong-boned did not kneel down to the Mongols, but they chose a more cowardly move, which was to let their wives and children come to receive the meal, while they hid aside and maintained their ridiculous dignity.
After finally receiving the gruel, a bunch of people gathered around to eat the pitiful gruel. The Mongolians had already eaten and drank enough. They came over one by one burping, and looked around the crowd with wolf-like eyes.
They were looking for delicious prey. Even though the ladies and ladies smeared their faces with mud and deliberately lowered their heads, they were still picked out by the Mongols. They held them on their shoulders and faced the nearby trees with a lewd smile.
As they walked away, the men could no longer sit still. They stood up angrily and glared, clenching their fists, and their eyes seemed to burst out of fire.
But the Mongolian soldiers were not afraid. As long as they put their hands on the handles of the swords at their waists, the courage that the men had just mustered up was gone. They sat down one by one dejectedly. The Mongolian soldiers laughed wildly: "Han barbarians are all soft-headed, so big one
The country can’t even find a real man, so no wonder it’s defeated at our hands.”
Men are also royal nobles, hereditary princes, and the elite of the Ming Dynasty. They are humiliated at this time but have no words to reply. It is not that there are no men in the Ming Dynasty, it is not that there are no strong bones. I didn’t mention it earlier, but someone mentioned it a year ago.
The army defeated Xixia and beat Galdan to surrender. However, such a great hero was framed for rebellion, causing many families to be destroyed and forced to go into exile, and the Ming Dynasty to lose its barrier.
When Liu Ziguang was wrongly accused, none of these people stood up to complain for him, and some even applauded him. They were also involved in Wei Zhongxian's troubles at Chaogang. In short, everyone was in this situation, and everyone was inseparable.
If I had known this, why did I regret it in the first place? It is too late to regret now. The Ming Dynasty has died. From the Queen Mother to the Emperor, to all the clan children, the officials of the six ministries and nine ministers have become prisoners of others. The vast land is leaderless and will surely be destroyed.
In chaos, heroes are everywhere, competing in the Central Plains. The hard days of the Li people have just begun. As for this group of people, Emperor Huiqin of the Song Dynasty and his clan are role models. The Xixia people are more powerful than the Jin people back then. These people
No one can avoid the tragic ending of sitting in a well and looking at the sky, dying of old age in a foreign land.
We are all people who have read books and know the allusion of the Jingkang humiliation. It is the most humiliating page for the Chinese nation. We originally thought that when the apocalypse revived, all nations would come to pay homage to the imperial court. Who knew that in the end, the Jingkang humiliation would be repeated again?
As elites of the Ming Dynasty, as dignified men, as husbands and fathers, they are powerless in the face of the shame of the country, the shame of their wives and children, and their own shame. This is such despair and sadness.
Suddenly, a Mongolian soldier standing on guard on the cart danced and shouted, and raised a firecracker and fired it into the sky. The Mongolian soldiers were alerted and mounted their horses to prepare for battle. The prisoners looked in the direction the Mongolian soldier was facing.
When I went there, I saw a lone figure standing upright on the hillside in the distance, consisting of a person, a horse, and a battle flag.
The bright red battle flag fluttered in the evening wind, and a clear word on it stimulated everyone's visual nerves. The red shirt of the knight on horseback and the battle flag complemented each other, making it look so eye-catching under the setting sun.