In the Liaodong Jianlu-controlled area, both the puppet capital Shengjing and the rural villages were filled with joy as the army returned in triumph.
This time, the entire country made a detour to conquer the capital of the Ming Dynasty, and the harvest was extremely fruitful. Not only were all kinds of gold, silver, copper, iron, and silk and satin shipped back car by car, but they also escorted back hundreds of thousands of Han slaves.
After traveling thousands of miles and being brutally eliminated, the old and the weak all died on the road. The Han slaves who arrived in Liaodong, regardless of gender, had strong bodies and were Jianlu's favorite slaves.
Moreover, the situation that was originally thought to result in a large number of casualties in attacking the capital of the Ming Dynasty did not appear. The Ming Dynasty was like a silver spear with a candle end, which was of no use. The great reputation it once had has become a thing of the past. Now it is just a bird that is about to die of illness.
Just a tiger.
When the armies returning to Shengjing dispersed, each household received a generous share of the spoils of war.
The Jianlu who returned to their respective villages told their families how prosperous the Ming Dynasty was and how vulnerable the Ming army was. This made some Jianlu who were old or young eager to give it a try and fantasize about it.
Next time I go to conquer the Ming Dynasty, I will definitely go with him.
The war dividends made Jianlu happy, and he believed that the Ming Dynasty was like a rich widow without a man to protect her, and she could take advantage whenever she wanted.
Jianlu, especially the young Jianlu, admired Huang Taiji who first initiated this war. There were voices praising the Khan everywhere, which made several Baylor who coveted the throne of the Khan very depressed.
The Han people who were plundered were assigned to every household in Jianlu under the coercion of swords and guns.[
No matter whether you were a rich man who wore silk and satin and ate delicacies from the mountains and seas, or a poor man who wore coarse linen clothes and ate braised vegetables, you are treated the same way now. They are all wearing chains, eating very little, doing a lot, and having everything taken care of.
He was a Jianlu family member, carefully serving the rustic Mr. Jianlu.
Huang Taiji was in a very good mood, just like his people. This expedition to the Ming Dynasty brought him both fame and fortune. Not only would the national power be greatly increased, but his reputation would also reach the highest point in history. This is what he is most proud of.
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Huang Taiji complained a lot about the eight kings’ political policy left by the late Khan Nurhaci. He didn’t know how many times he secretly complained about Nurhachi. He also didn’t know what stupidity he had committed to come up with such a policy that would prevent him from fully displaying his talents.
They waste a lot of time fighting among themselves and suppressing the power grabs of several other Baylors.
Now I finally have a good opportunity. It is said that this is an opportunity that I have been planning for a long time. I must seize the opportunity to take over the power and be the only one who dominates.
Huang Taiji thought so and did the same thing.
After he returned to Shengjing, he first arranged farming matters, which was a top priority. Huang Taiji did not get dizzy and only remembered the internal fighting.
Next, he summoned his confidants, especially the Han people who had taken refuge with him, and spent several days plotting a plan to seize power without damaging the Jurchens' vitality.
It’s true that the people who made the most contributions in this area were a few Han people, with Fan Wencheng being the most important.
They finally came up with a plan, which did not directly target the three Baylors, but took advantage of the general trend and used the interests of the entire Jurchen clan as an excuse to win over the hearts and minds of the entire Jurchen clan from the outside, weaken the power of the three Baylors, and finally make the final move.
Taking advantage of the three Baylors, Huang Taiji realized his long-cherished dream of being the one who dominates his own life.
The plan was certain, and Huang Taiji was in a particularly comfortable mood. He gave a banquet to his close friends and celebrated together.
Halfway through the meal, Huang Taiji noticed that Fan Wencheng seemed a little absent-minded, eating only one dish in front of him and not using his chopsticks for the other dishes.
He couldn't help but be a little curious and asked aloud: "Fan Qing, are you worried?"
Huang Taiji is a fat man with a soft and unique voice. In addition, Fan Wencheng has already engraved this voice in his bones. Therefore, as soon as Huang Taiji spoke, he came back to his senses, quickly put down his chopsticks and replied: "Master, I am thinking.
There are two difficult things facing Daikin right now."
"Oh, tell me about those two difficult things." Huang Taiji was a little curious and put down his chopsticks and asked.
"Master, now that the population of Daijin has increased suddenly, the already small amount of food may not be enough. This must be prepared for a rainy day." Fan Wencheng was thinking about Daikin with a trace of sadness on his face, as if it was a matter of his own family.
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"Hahaha" Huang Taiji burst into laughter upon hearing this.
Everyone in the hall looked at him, wondering why he laughed after hearing this.
Huang Taiji smiled enough before he said: "I have already made preparations. When I was in the pass, I asked your family to prepare food. I think I will be able to transport it to Liaodong before the food is exhausted."
"Master is wise, and I admire you greatly." Immediately there was a sound of flattery in the hall, and Huang Taiji was slapped.
Huang Taiji accepted it happily. He also admired himself. He had thought of this a long time ago in Guan. However, Fan Wencheng, whom he had always admired, only thought of it now. It seems that I am really very wise. Just think about it.
Laughed again.
This time he didn't laugh for long because he remembered Fan Wencheng said something else: "Fan Qing, do you have anything else to tell me?"
"Master, the Ming Dynasty's Hongyi artillery is really powerful. Although it is too cumbersome for field battles, it is a great weapon for defending the city." Fan Wencheng said what he was really thinking.
There is no need for Fan Wencheng to describe the power of the Hongyi Cannon. No one here does not know this.
Huang Taiji knew that Fan Wencheng's words were just an introduction, so he didn't answer and listened to what he said.
"I am a little worried about whether the four cities in Guan Nei can be defended under the siege of the Ming army. If there are Hongyi artillery defenses, I will not have this worry." Fan Wencheng did not directly say what he meant, because there were troops stationed there.
Guannai means Huang Taiji.
Huang Taiji was indeed a smart man. He understood clearly that what Fan Wencheng meant was that the Ming army had Hongyi artillery, and the four cities in the pass might not be able to defend it.
However, Huang Taiji was not angry because Fan Wencheng said something disappointing, because he had two purposes for using this move. It was best to be able to defend him, and it would be beneficial if he could not be defended. However, he did not intend to explicitly state this benefit, and just sighed:
"It's a pity that a talent capable of casting Hongyi cannon was wasted, and the Changli County magistrate was wasted."
Fan Wencheng had heard about Li Yingfang's incident and felt very sorry. However, he did not accompany Huang Taiji to remember this opportunity. He suggested to Huang Taiji: "Master, this time Dajin got ten tens of thousands of dollars from the capital of the Ming Dynasty."
With a population of 10,000, the slaves thought that the capital of the Ming Dynasty was the most prosperous place in the north, and there might be people here who knew how to cast red barbarian cannons."
When Huang Taiji heard this, he slammed the table in front of him, causing the dishes on it to clank, but he didn't care at all and said to Fan Wencheng: "Fan Qing, you are really my good slave, I almost forgot
Well, I immediately ordered to collect craftsmen from these hundreds of thousands of people to see if there is anyone who can cast cannons."
In the original history, he actually found a man who could cast Hongyi cannons. This man's name was Wang Tianxiang. The cannons he made were also used in the subsequent Battle of Daling River, making great contributions to the establishment of the Han Dynasty.
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Huang Taiji didn't care to continue eating and immediately conveyed the order.
But the current situation is that the plundered people have been distributed, and the possibility of finding them anytime soon is very small.
Huang Taiji was also mentally prepared and was not in a hurry. He thought that he might also have the Hongyi cannon, so it would be easy to attack the Ming army's city in the future. Thinking of the joy, he said to Fan Wencheng: "It seems that I will be able to do anything in the future."
If you discuss this with a slave like you, you will definitely gain something, hahaha."
When Fan Wencheng heard this, he was secretly happy in his heart, but on the surface he pretended to be frightened. He left the table and knelt down to say goodbye, not daring to receive such praise.
Although the others were jealous, they did not dare to destroy the harmonious atmosphere. They even chimed in to cheer. For a while, the palace was in a happy mood.
There is a saying that happiness is always short-lived, and this also applies to Jianlu in this plane.
Before the meal was finished, a bodyguard ran in from outside the palace, knelt on the ground, and said in panic: "Khan, you are defeated, you are defeated."
Huang Taiji's happy mood just now disappeared, and he shouted with a stern face: "Zhang Zui."
When the guard heard this, he was stunned for a moment. He saw that Huang Taiji's fat face was about to freeze. Thinking of the majesty of the sweat, he quickly slapped his mouth, and the sound of "pop" was extremely loud in the empty palace.
Fan Wencheng had never seen Huang Taiji's personal guards so panicked, and knew that something big had happened. Now that the personal guards had come to their senses, he said to Huang Taiji: "Great Khan, he already knew he was wrong.
Do you want him to finish speaking first?"
Huang Taiji nodded gloomily. During this time, he had already thought that what the guards were talking about was probably the defeat of the army in the pass.
He was also mentally prepared for this. Although he was still disappointed, it was not unexpected. Just like a gambler, after winning a lot of money, he takes part of the profit to gamble on a game with high odds. If he can
It's best if you win. If you don't win, you won't lose much.
"Speak." Huang Taiji spit out one word.
When the guard heard this, he was relieved, put down the hand that slapped his face, kowtowed, raised his swollen face, looked at Huang Taiji, and reported: "Great Khan, the army in Guan Nei was defeated by the Ming army, Shuo Tuobele
We are almost outside Shengjing City."
When Huang Taiji heard this, he sighed secretly in his heart, but said without panic: "If you are so worried about such a trivial matter, how can I be my personal guard, Heshuo Baylor?"
"No, it's not." The guard was not worried about his fate and replied to Huang Taiji, "Amin and Shuobele were captured alive by the Ming army. The eight thousand army only returned less than three thousand."
"What!" When Huang Taiji heard this, he quickly stood up from his seat with a "Huo" sound. His fat body hit the corner of the table, knocking the table aside, and the dishes on it fell to the ground, "Crackling."
"The ground roared.
Fan Wencheng and others also looked at the guard with surprised faces, wondering if the guard had made a mistake. Dajin had never suffered such a heavy defeat before.
The unfortunate bodyguard who reported the news had no choice but to repeat what he said. If he hadn't been defeated so miserably, as a bodyguard of the Great Khan, he wouldn't have been so panicked.
Huang Taiji actually knew that if he did not send reinforcements, sooner or later the troops in the pass would be unable to withstand the Ming army's continuous attacks.
He had always thought that even if the army inside the pass could not defeat the Ming army, they could still escape safely. With the surrendered Ming army as a cover, it would be easy for the eight thousand gold-plated soldiers to return to the outside of the pass.
But the reality was completely unexpected. The heavy losses left Huang Taiji at a loss as to what to do.
At this time, there was another rush of footsteps outside the hall, and a group of people poured in.