The sound of drums was as dense as raindrops, and amid the rumbling sound, the entire battlefield fell into a state of excitement.
At this moment, under the towering city wall, a large number of Han troops wearing red uniforms and black armor were almost like red flames, holding armor and shields, and besieging the city wall.
Jia Heng was holding a monocular telescope in his hand at the moment. In the field of view of the telescope, he saw a middle-aged general wearing blue bubble nail armor.
Jilharang!
Although I have never seen this Jurchen Prince Zheng, I can guess his identity from the prince's python suit and the demeanor of shouting and supporting him.
"Boom!"
At this moment, with the apricot-yellow triangular flags waving incessantly, hundreds of cannons and muskets carried by the troops in the Beijing camp were spitting out thick smoke and firing towards the city wall. The cannons and muskets were scattered like flowers by a goddess.
Like, it suddenly fell on the city wall.
After a while, screams and wails could be heard, one after another.
The Han army's artillery fire coverage began, and at this moment, the entire city wall was flooded in an instant.
The first round of gunfire begins!
A large number of Jurchen soldiers, gathered in groups, could only rely on their previous combat experience to lie down on the ground, trying to avoid this round of artillery attacks with loud thunder and small raindrops.
but……
After a while, a large number of elite soldiers of the Eight Banners began to suffer unspeakably.
Because the shells struck one after another, they were clearly explosive shells. When the shrapnel flew in all directions, a large number of iron nails scattered out. After being pierced by the iron nails, a large number of generals and sergeants fell to the ground, groaning in pain.
Not long after, there was undoubtedly a muffled sound coming from the entire city wall of Ningyuan City, which made the soldiers lying on the ground feel frightened.
At this moment, behind the city gate tower with red beams and blue tiles, a look of eagerness appeared on Jierhalang's face, and he said in a deep voice: "Where are our cannons? We will fight back immediately."
This shelling situation lasted for about half an hour.
Just when there was a sound of chaos and wailing over Ningyuan City.
At this moment, the Han army in the Han Dynasty's capital camp was divided into ten teams, each with about 3,000 soldiers, and surrounded the city wall. At this moment, teams of soldiers carried wooden ladders, approached the towering city wall, and set up the ladders.
On the city wall.
Amidst the roar of artillery fire, a large number of Han soldiers approached the city head like a tide. On top of the city, rolling logs and rocks were thrown downwards. Many Han army generals and soldiers held up shields and risked their lives.
The rain of rolling logs and rocks climbed towards the top of the city and charged to kill.
"Whizzing!!!"
Accompanied by the sound of arrows shooting, the arrows were like locusts, suddenly densely shooting downwards.
The sound of "Ding Ding Dang Dang", accompanied by the sound of the "呲" of the arrow at this moment, the offensive of the Han army was frustrated, but the rotation was immediately, the sources of the sources of the sources hit the head of the city, like shooting reefs.
The waves are surging.
In an instant, the shouts of killing shook the sky and the earth.
Jia Heng's face was as calm as water. He put down the telescope in his hand. Under his extremely sharp sword eyebrows, his eyes flickered for a moment. His face became calmer for a while. He turned to face Cao Bianjiao and said, "It's probably hard to see anything today."
Result."
Such a siege battle obviously cannot be decided in a day or two, and will inevitably be accompanied by a large number of casualties and other things.
Cao Bianjiao said: "Duke Wei, if we attack like this, the casualties will be much smaller than in the past."
"This kind of city defense originally doesn't have many skills. The competition is the consumption of troops by both sides. However, our Hongyi cannon can suppress the fire and reduce the pressure on the infantry to attack the city." Jia Heng said.
Cao Bianjiao looked thoughtful, obviously thinking about the coordinated tactics of artillery and infantry.
Waiting until noon, accompanied by the sound of "clang clang" and the sound of gold, a large number of Han troops retreated almost like a tide.
After the generals returned to their military tents, they began to discuss today's siege plan.
Jia Heng sat behind a lacquered wooden table, stared at the generals below, and said: "Generals, what are the casualties of our army during today's attack on the city?"
At this time, Song Yuan, the chief of marching, said: "Mr. Wei, our country's casualties today are about five to six hundred. I don't know about the Jurchens, but they are estimated to be more than five times our army. Throughout the ages, there has never been a casualty of the defenders."
It’s twice as many as those attacking the city.”
All the generals had happy faces and were talking a lot.
The Han army's land-clearing artillery and fire-gun offensives were completely cost-effective, so they were able to achieve success in the early stages.
Of course, this kind of consumption is obviously quite unbearable in a long-term offensive and defensive battle.
Moreover, the Jurchen soldiers and horses in Ningyuan City will gradually adapt to the artillery support of the Han army, showing a characteristic of diminishing marginal effects.
Jia Heng picked up the gavel on the bill and patted it lightly, indicating that the generals did not need to say anything else. He said in a deep voice: "We have already removed the enemy's forts and archery towers. In the next few days, we will provide fixed-point support with artillery and cannons."
, and all the generals and commanders present here should lead their soldiers and fight to the death without any mistakes."
The generals present heard this and agreed in unison.
After the crowd dispersed, Chen Xiao looked at Jia Heng aside and said loudly: "You want to confront the Jurchens here?"
Jia Heng's face was like water, his eyes seemed to be thinking non-stop, and he said: "Other than that, there is no other way. Let's attack the city for half a month and see how it goes."
The war to destroy the country cannot be rushed.
Chen Xiao thought for a while and said: "Haizhou and Gaizhou guards should have led their troops to attack Liaoyang by now."
"It should be almost the same over in North Korea." Jia Heng paused for a moment and said in a low voice: "Now it depends on how the Jurchens respond. We will deal with them as we see them."
Chen Xiao nodded and said nothing else.
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Jinzhou City
This city was also captured by the Jurchens from the Han in the early years. Afterwards, it was expanded and renovated, and gradually became a fortress for the Jurchens to defend Shengjing.
At this moment, on Jinzhou City, there is a hanging embroidered dragon pattern with the word "Qing" in the middle. The banner of the Qing Dynasty dragon flag is swaying gently in the wind.
At this moment, Dorgon was patrolling back and forth on the city wall, accompanied by several horse soldiers. Although he looked at the Jurchen soldiers around him who were full of energy and high spirits, the worry in his brows and eyes did not diminish at all, and his heart seemed to be covered with a thick layer of gloom.
After the entire Qing Dynasty fell into a brief confusion due to the death of Fan Xiandou, Dorgon finally cheered up from his decadent mood. Instead of staying in Shengjing City for too long, he led the generals in Shengjing City to Jinzhou City.
In the city of Jinzhou, there were probably about one hundred thousand Jurchen soldiers and horses gathered at this moment. Their banners covered the sky and the sun, and their swords and spears were like forests. Looking from a distance, they could see the flickering light.
Since the founding of the Jurchen Kingdom, this is the rare troop that has conquered the country and been dispatched from the city of Shengjing.
It can be said that the old capital of Shengjing City was taken out, and the old soldiers were re-recruited into the army.
In this way, after several battles, the Jurchens now really have few usable soldiers.
Dorgon's eyes were bright under his thick eyebrows, but the fatigue on his face could not be concealed as he said, "What did Ning Yuan say?"
Azig was silent for a moment and said: "With only 30,000 soldiers and horses, I'm afraid I can't stop them. In my opinion, it's better to retreat to Songshan and Jinzhou, with strong walls and clear fields. The Han army's food road is longer, and only the Qing Dynasty can capture the fighters."
Chance."
Dorgon shook his head and said: "It's not that simple. Jia Heng has many ingenious ideas. He must be considering protecting the grain road and will not give us a chance at all."
"A wise man will surely make a mistake after hesitating. Moreover, the Han army came with an overwhelming army and thought it was sure of victory, so it may not underestimate the enemy's advance." Azige said with a calm face.
But Dorgon shook his head and said: "You can't place your hopes on the incompetence of the enemy coach."
"What should we do about Ningyuan City?" Azige frowned a little, with a look of worry in his eyes, and said: "We can't resist it at all. It's just a matter of delaying it for a little longer and consuming some of the Han army's cannons.
Bullets.”
Dorgon said: "My army then rushed to support and defended the enemy outside Ningyuan City."
Ajige said loudly: "There is no need to defend Ningyuan City. It is better to join forces and lure the enemy deeper. As long as the main force of the Han army is defeated, the Qing Dynasty will recover the lost territory in a matter of seconds."
If Huang Taiji were still alive, he would probably follow Azig's advice.
But although Azig knew how to fight, he didn't understand the war between the court and the people's hearts. Because of the fall of Haizhou and Gaizhou, the Manchu and Qing civil and military ministers in Shengjing had long been dissatisfied with Dorgon. However, the country was in a difficult situation.
Obviously I can't say much else.
Dorgon nodded and said: "Try to defend Ningyuan City. If you really can't hold it, it won't be too late to withdraw to Jinzhou City. If Jierhalang defends Ningyuan, it will consume 100,000 Han troops."
Dorgon's strategy cannot be wrong, because there is more room for strategic maneuvering. Otherwise, if everyone is concentrated on the Songjin front line, what should they do if they are defeated again?
When Azige heard this, he couldn't persuade him anymore and said: "Then let's wait for the military report."
Dorgon's face was as dark as water, his eyes were gloomy and uncertain, and he asked: "How is the road to North Korea?"
Under Azig's thick eyebrows, his tiger eyes looked deeply and asked: "Hasn't Mandahai sent troops to resist?"
Dorgon pondered for a moment and said: "I don't know now whether we are planning to attack Shengjing from a flank, or to attack my old village and cut off my retreat. Shengjing is now empty of defenses. As for the old village, there are also not many soldiers and horses to defend it."
This is the thinking of top strategists, who can naturally guess the possible direction of North Korea's attack and plan to take precautions in advance.
Ajige said loudly: "Then shall our army send troops to Ningyuan City?"
Dorgon shook his head and said: "Now we can only wait for news from Ningyuan City. We don't have many soldiers here."
Azig thought for a while and said: "Didn't the Junggars and the Heshuotes already attack in the northwest and Tibet?"
Dorgon said: "The Han Kingdom has many soldiers and generals, so don't expect to cause any big trouble, but..."
Under Azige's broken eyebrows, a look of doubt could not help but appear on his face, and he said softly: "How do you say that?"
Dorgon pondered for a moment and said in a low voice: "However, the Han Dynasty's multi-faceted war obviously cannot last long. Therefore, as long as our army defends until the end of the year, this war will be able to get a chance."
This was Dorgon's intention to divide his troops, to delay the Han army's advance through the defense of the two checkpoints.
Hearing this, Azig couldn't help but feel confused, and said: "This...is this a delaying strategy?"
Dorgon sighed, his eyes filled with worry, and said: "Although it is good to gather in one place, the Han army also came in full force. With its fierce artillery fire, even if Jinzhou City is high and deep, how many cannons can it withstand?"
Boom? By that time, my army of more than 100,000 people will gather in one place, and they will be wiped out in one battle. There will be no escape, and our country will be destroyed."
After all, the Jurchen strategy is still not deep enough, and it cannot achieve the objective conditions of strengthening the wall and clearing the country, and luring the enemy to penetrate deeper.
Otherwise, what should we do if hundreds of thousands of Han troops pass through Ningyuan City, attack Jinzhou, and approach Shengjing?
It's really like the weight of Mount Tai, like crushing an ant to death.
Azig was silent for a moment, calmed down the nervousness in his heart, and asked: "Then what is the plan for the fourteenth brother next?"
"Prince Zheng went with the intention of dying this time. He will definitely fight until every soldier is killed, and he will also delay it until the end of the year. If we delay the Han army for one more day, the pressure on our front line in Songjin will be less.
, let us actively prepare for war." A look of regret appeared on Dorgon's face, and he said: "When Ningyuan City consumes the energy of the Han army, then we, the Qing Dynasty, will wait for work in leisure, and then turn defeat into victory."
In other words, let Jierhalang's troops be used as a nail to consume the Han army's time, energy and morale.
Azig nodded thoughtfully, his heart a little heavy, and asked: "Where is Liaoyang?"
"Let Luck Dehun guard it, and we must not allow the Han navy to attack Shengjing City with a single soldier." Dorgon said with a calm face and resolutely.
At this moment, a hurried-looking flagman suddenly came from outside and said: "Your Majesty, there is an urgent report from Gaizhou."
When Dorgon heard this, a look of surprise appeared on his face. He immediately took the military report, read it, looked at Azig's eyes, and said, "Liaoyang is requesting additional troops."
"Where can there be reinforcements at this time?" Azig frowned and whispered.
Dorgon couldn't help but sigh and said: "Yes, who has reinforcements at this time?"
It can be said that the Qing Dynasty today is really stretched thin.
Shengjing also has a force of about 30,000 soldiers and horses, but those are soldiers and horses used to maintain the safety of Shengjing. It is impossible to dispatch them unless it is a last resort.
Dorgon said in a deep voice: "Send a message to Liaoyang, telling him to hold on and resist the Han navy, otherwise, he will come to see you!"
After hearing this, the sergeant hugged Dorgon's fists and turned around.
Dorgon then looked at Azig and said with emotion: "It has only been a few decades since the founding of the Qing Dynasty, and our combat power is so unbearable. It is really sad."
Azig sighed: "Now is not the same as when the emperor brother was here."
At that time, the Qing Dynasty had the potential to swallow up the world, but now the situation has changed, and the Qing Dynasty is in decline and is suppressed in the city by the Han army.
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Liaoyang City
Luck Dehun was stationed in Liaoyang City at this moment, looking at the Han army approaching from the city, with a large group of flaming flags surging towards them.
The deputy general next to Luckard said: "Your Majesty, why do you want to give it to the regent?"
"If we don't send a distress letter, how can we let them know the situation our department is currently facing?" Luckard paused slightly and said in a deep voice.
The lieutenant general nodded and said, "What the prince said is true."
Luckard sighed and said, "How many casualties are there, brothers?"
The lieutenant general said: "Reporting to the prince, in the past five days, the number of casualties has exceeded a thousand."
Luck's eyes fell on the city wall and he whispered in a low voice: "With over a thousand casualties, how long can we hold on like this?"
"The Han people's artillery fire is really too powerful," the deputy general said.
Under his thick eyebrows, Luckard's eyes fell on the city wall that had been bombarded by Hongyi cannons, and he said loudly: "These are all excuses."
The deputy general said: "How about the last general leading the elite soldiers out of the city and attacking the enemy's artillery and musketry team? What does the prince think?"
Luck Dehun's face paused slightly, nodded, and whispered: "Don't be reckless, the enemy also has elite cavalry for defense."
At this moment, under Liaoyang City, on the open plain of Lixu Land, you can see lush vegetation and eye-catching green.
Jia Fang stood on a low mound, wearing a black cloak. She was holding a monocular telescope in her hand, looking at the majestic city in the distance, and said: "The Jurchen Tatars are here.
The Japanese really resisted to the end, which cost me a lot of effort."
As time passed slowly, the Han navy also poured out a lot of artillery, cannons and bombs, almost blowing the city to pieces.
But these days, there is still not much progress.
Deputy General Deng Jianping said: "General Jia, Liaoyang City cannot withstand a month."
Under Jia Fang's sharp eyebrows, his clear eyes flashed aggressively, and he said, "It's hard to say that the general in the city has a calm temperament, and he has a lot of methods for guarding the city and deploying troops, so it is difficult to deal with him."
"General, Prince Beijing sent someone to summon the general back to discuss matters." At this time, a knight came on horseback and said to Jia Fang.
Jia Fang heard this and said softly: "Go back."
With the sound of "drive", Jia Fang, under the supervision of his personal soldiers, rode towards the Chinese army camp.
At this moment, inside the Chinese army camp——
Wang Shuirong of Beijing, Kang Hong, the admiral of Hebei, Wei Che, the admiral of the Jiangnan Navy, and other generals were gathered together to discuss military matters.
This was already the fifth day after the Han army attacked the city. Although the navy's Hongyi artillery was used to attack Liaoyang City in the past few days, the situation was actually not ideal.
Beijing Wang Shuirong said: "After a few days of delay, we need to think about ways to break the city."
Kang Hong frowned and said: "The Jurchens have nearly 20,000 soldiers and horses garrisoned in the city. Even if our army has the help of Hongyi artillery, it will be difficult to break the city in less than a month or two."
With nearly 20,000 soldiers and horses defending the city, nothing is that easy.
Wei Che's face paused slightly and he said loudly: "Looking at the future, if we step up our attack on the city in the next few days, we may be able to break through the city in half a month."
After a while, a majestic sergeant wearing leather armor entered the military tent and said loudly: "Master Shui, General Xiao Jia is here."
While everyone was talking, they looked up and saw a young general with a stern face and tall figure walking into the military tent. At first glance, his demeanor and demeanor looked a lot like Jia Heng.
"I have finally met His Royal Highness King Beijing." Jia Fang said, cupping her fists.
"General Jia is here, take a seat." Beijing Wang Shuirong's eyes fell on Jia Fang's face, he took a breath and said with a smile on his face.
After a while, Jia Fang was seen sitting on a chair made of pear wood with a backrest not far away.
Wang Shuirong of Beijing said: "General Jia, I have seen the confrontation in the past few days. How do you think the battle is going?"
Jia Fang nodded and said: "If the stalemate persists, our army will suffer too many casualties. We need to think of a strategy to break the city."
Wang Shuirong of Beijing nodded and said: "Now we are asking General Xiao Jia to send troops to bypass Liaoyang City and harass the enemy's food routes."
"Liangdao?" Jia Fang raised her eyebrows, looked surprised, and said in a deep voice.
Wang Shuirong of Beijing cast his "appreciative" gaze on Jia Fang's face and said: "Liaoyang is originally a small town. Although some grain has been hoarded, it is still raising grain and transporting it into the city in an attempt to confront our army for a long time.
General Jia Fang can lead his troops to harass the enemy's food routes."
Jia Fang looked solemn and said, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, Jia Fang will definitely do her best."
Wang Shuirong of Beijing turned to look at Kang Hong and said, "General Kang, let's see if we can dig a tunnel directly to the bottom of Liaoyang City in the next few days."
Kang Hong shook his head and said: "The defenders in the city were very smart. They dug trenches outside the city and introduced water from the moat. I guess they also dug trenches in the city."
King Beijing Shui Rong looked thoughtful and said: "The defenders in the city are difficult to deal with. Let's organize the army today and attack the city tomorrow."
