Chapter 1598 Concubine Duanrong: She, Song Shu... will never agree!
Hamiwi
And in the camp five miles away from the city wall, in the military tent——
The Khan of Junggar was convening a group of military generals to speak. On the low and knee-high chairs below, many soldiers of the Junggar tribe sat down with serious expressions.
Junggar Khan Baturhui, with a somewhat rough face, said in a loud voice: "The Han army relies on the fortified city to hold a stalemate. If our army rushes to attack the city, casualties will be greater."
The current Junggar tribe is also caught in a stalemate.
Batur Huitaiji asked: "Is there any news from Galdan?"
At this time, a guard general with a burly body and a resolute face stood up and said in a deep voice: "Taiji, Master sent someone to deliver the news this morning, saying that the Han army has begun to increase troops to protect the grain roads and escort the grain.
When the generals heard this, they all looked at each other in shock.
During this period, Galdan led a group of elite cavalry to harass the Khan's army's food route, but Pang Shili was not to be outdone and assigned a group of cavalry to escort the grain delivered from Shazhou Guard.
At this moment, Altay looked resolute and said loudly: "Taiji, the Han army in Beijing is increasing its troops in a large scale. It is not easy to force the Han army to leave the city for a decisive battle by disturbing the grain road."
Baturhui said coldly: "Our army is good at cavalry and sending out troops to fight in the field to confront the Han army offensively and defensively. It can be said that we use our own shortcomings to attack the enemy's strong points."
Now Baturhui also feels that a dog is chewing a hedgehog, and he doesn't know where to start.
Altay raised his thick eyebrows and said loudly: "Khan, would you like to send a group of fine cavalry to attack the Shazhou Guards and surround the enemy behind to divide the Han army's strength?"
At this moment, another general in the military tent said: "The road is long and the troops and horses have to be mobilized back and forth. It is not easy to replenish military supplies and equipment."
Baturhui said in a deep voice: "We can give it a try. The key is to mobilize the Han troops in the Hami Acropolis."
Altay said: "Khan, the general will now count his troops and prepare for the expedition."
Baturhui said: "Be careful along the way."
Altay responded, got up, came out of the military tent, counted his troops and went out for the expedition.
Baturhui said loudly: "Next, the armies will rest for three days and wait for the opportunity to fight."
When the generals below heard this, they had different expressions on their faces.
After everyone dispersed, Baturhui's face immediately became solemn.
After staying under the city for a long time, Zungar Khan, who had spent his entire life as a soldier and had a keen sense of war, had clearly noticed something was wrong.
Baturhui's eyes were as towering as mountain peaks, and under his majestic thick eyebrows, there was a cold light surging in his eyes.
The current Han army is really different from what it used to be.
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Thousands of miles away in Tibet, Qamdo City——
Heshuote Khan and Gushi Khan were now wearing black scaly armor covering their bodies, standing at the foot of Qamdo City, looking at the city wall in the distance that was controlled by the Han army.
Gushi Khan's face was as solemn as iron, and he looked at Qamdo City in the distance.
On the top of the city wall, Prince Chahar, also known as King Meng, was also wearing a black iron armor. He was looking at the Tibetan soldiers and horses in the distance, but a look of ridicule could not help but appear on his face.
It won't take long for Tibet to be pacified. When the time comes to find a pasture for Chahar in Tibet, Qinghai, the glory of his golden family will be restored in his hands.
Xiong Hong, the deputy general beside him, said: "Your Majesty, the Heshuote people have lost half of their vigor. I, a big man, can go out of the city and destroy them in one go."
Prince Ezhe of Chahar's eyes were as sharp as a sword and he said loudly: "Strictly guard the city and wait until the enemy can no longer hold on before counterattacking. Now is not the time to go out of the city to pursue."
The deputy general Xiong Hong beside him, with a calm and iron face full of worry, said: "Your Majesty, there is a rebellion in the Gao family in Sichuan. Will our army return to support?"
King Meng said loudly: "The place where our army is located is far away from Sichuan, so there is no need to rush to it for reinforcements."
Just then, "Boom!!!!"
Gushi Khan was currently riding on a maroon horse with black and red mane, staring at the top of the city wall, and said softly: "Chahar Khan comes closer to answer!"
At this moment, several warriors with louder voices were selected from the Heshuote army and shouted to Prince Chahar above.
Under his thick eyebrows, Prince Chahar looked coldly and said loudly: "Gushi Khan, I have nothing to say to you!"
Gushi Khan said loudly: "You and I are both descendants of Genghis Khan. Why should we fight against each other and do things that will hurt our relatives and make our enemies happy?"
Gushi Khan was a scholar of heaven and man, and he knew the cultural stories of the Han people at his fingertips.
Ezhe sneered and said: "Gushi Khan, I, Ezhe, am a minister of the Han Dynasty. When I was persecuted by the Jurchens, why didn't you and Shuote respond? Why am I talking about this at this time?"
Gushi's face paused in sweat, and he said loudly: "At that time, Shuote's soldiers and horses and I were still in Qinghai. The road was so far away that we couldn't see him at all. Even if we wanted to help Chahar, we couldn't quench our thirst far away."
Ezhe pondered for a moment and asked: "Gushi Khan, now that the Han court treats all barbarians as equals, Heshuote should abandon the dark side and turn to the bright side and stop confronting the Chinese soldiers and horses."
Gushihan looked at Ezhe with cold eyes and said angrily: "Ezhe, you have lost the blood of the Golden Family!"
Ezhe said coldly: "You are hiding in hiding and not caring about the Golden Family. This is how you have insulted the face of the Golden Family."
The so-called "non-speculation" was only half a sentence, but when Gushi Khan saw that he couldn't make sense with Prince Chahar, a cold look appeared in his eyes.
While speaking, Gushi Khan took off a bow and arrow hanging on his horse and shot it towards Ezhe's face gate on the city gate tower.
The bow is like the full moon, and the arrow is like a shooting star.
The arrows flew away and were nailed to the plaque on the city gate tower, but there was a "buzz" sound and the tail of the arrow kept shaking.
Gushi Khan said loudly: "Heshuote no longer regards Chahar as the orthodoxy from now on, Heshuote is the orthodoxy of the Golden Family!"
After saying this, he turned his horse and left without saying a word.
King Meng's Ezhe raised his thick eyebrows, his eyes flashed aggressively, and he cursed back, saying: "I don't have a kingless and fatherless person like you in our Golden Family!"
Accompanied by the sound of drums as dense as raindrops, the Heshuote soldiers and horses below, armed with weapons, have begun a mighty siege.
Heshuote's Tibetan soldiers and horses carried wooden ladders and attacked towards the city.
The sound of arrows piercing the air was heard, as dense as locusts, and they suddenly hit the city wall, making a clanging sound.
For a moment, the shouts of killing could be heard. At this moment, the sound of swords and guns clashing continuously was heard from both sides. Then, the sound of the blade entering flesh was heard, and bursts of "pop" sounds were heard.
At this moment, screams could be heard accompanied by a killing cry that shook the sky.
Both sides are Mongolian warriors, brave and good at fighting. At this moment, soldiers are facing each other, and generals are facing each other. Both hands are fearless and fight bravely.
By mid-noon, accompanied by the sound of "clang, clang" and the sound of Jin Jin retreating, the Hoshuote Mongolian soldiers retreated like a tide, leaving only scattered corpses and broken swords and guns. In addition, there were billowing smoke of burning flags.
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Prince Chahar didn't say much else, turned around, returned to the hall, and sat down.
"Your Majesty, the Heshuote people are coming fiercely today, and their troops are still too elite." At this moment, a young general with a beard and a beard said.
Under Prince Chahar's thick eyebrows, his clear eyes flashed aggressively, and he whispered: "Our army relies on a fortified city, and Heshuo Techeng is not something to be afraid of."
The young general heard this and nodded without saying much else.
Prince Chahar said: "Count the casualties and replenish the bows and arrows."
The young man held up his hands and said yes.
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Time flies so fast that two days pass before you know it.
As the good news that Yangping Pass was successfully breached by the Jingying army reached the sacred city of Jing, officials from both the government and the public were initially worried but their hearts gradually dropped into their stomachs.
However, some civil servants who had wanted to see Jia Heng's troops fail in advancing the army, or even fall, were obviously a little disappointed at this moment.
Shenjing, Ancestral Temple
Today is the Zhongyuan Festival in the first year of Jianxing, and it is also the day when all the civil and military officials of the Han Dynasty paid homage to Emperor Xianzong.
The Imperial Ancestral Temple temple has been renovated. The beams and pillars are painted in dazzling vermilion, and the blue bricks and black tiles seem to be covered with a layer of wetness, reflecting the crystal light.
All the civil and military ministers in the capital left Anshun Gate at this moment, and under the guidance of the ceremony officials, headed towards the Taimiao Temple.
At this moment, the Imperial Ancestral Temple was crowded with captains and warriors from the Jinyi Mansion Guards. Their thick-knuckled hands were pressing the exquisite embroidered spring swords in their scabbards, their expressions were alert, and their eyes were wandering around.
Since the assassination of Emperor Chongping in the Imperial Ancestral Temple, the entire Jinyi Mansion has been vigilant against the Imperial Ancestral Temple with unprecedented intensity. Qu Lang personally led a team of people on duty around the Imperial Ancestral Temple.
At this moment, Li Zan stood at the head of the crowd of civil servants. He was tall and tall, dressed in white mourning clothes, holding an ivory jade wat, and walked quickly towards the Ancestral Temple.
To be continued...