In the early hours of the morning, the originally silent imperial capital was broken by drums like raindrops. First it came from the north, and then a short time later, the drums were heard from all directions. The people in the capital were awakened from their sleep. They hurriedly got up and wanted to go out to inquire, but... I heard scoldings from patrolling officers and soldiers on the street, and the whole city was under martial law and no one was allowed to walk around at will.
I was afraid that the Tatars were attacking the city. Looking at the flashing lights of the city in the distance, countless people suddenly felt cold on their soles and trembled all over. God bless our Ming Dynasty, God bless our capital, and God bless the little eunuch to repel those Tatars.
Countless people prayed silently in their hearts.
"Wang Chengen, Wang Chengen..." Emperor Chongzhen, who had just laid down in the Qianqing Palace, was also awakened by the sound of drums and stood up. He shouted subconsciously and quickly sent Chang Yu to enter the palace...
Then he realized that Chang Yu must have already boarded the city at this time, so he hurriedly walked outside: "Leave the palace and go to Long Live Mountain..." Wang Chengen took a piece of clothing and put it on him: "Your Majesty, please slow down, slow down..." .
Emperor Chongzhen was so slow that he walked hurriedly out of Qianqing Palace and headed north. Not long after, he met the flustered Queen Zhou in front of Kunning Palace: "Your Majesty, that Tatar..."
"Please be at peace, I'll go outside and have a look. Chang Yu is guarding the city, and the Tatars can't get in." Chongzhen comforted Queen Zhou to stabilize the harem, and then hurriedly left the palace from Xuanwu Gate and went straight to Longevity Mountain. Not long after, he was out of breath, and several strong eunuchs hurriedly leaned over to carry him up. They took turns and reached the top of the mountain in a short while.
Looking due north, I vaguely saw a fire dragon rolling towards the Qing army camp outside the city, and it actually took action.
At the top of Deshengmen City, Chang Yu was wearing a battle armor, holding a sword with one hand and looking northward side by side with Wang Jiayan, with a scornful smile on his face. He was really a sand sculpture who would not shed tears without seeing the coffin. He used a little trick to stir up excitement. He immediately came to fight.
However, Chang Yu also knew that this was not because Dorgon was stupid, but because the Ming Dynasty gave people the impression that it was so weak. In the past years, it had too many experiences of returning home with a full load of soldiers, and it was normal.
"Look, Mr. Factory Supervisor, it's just as you expected." Wang Jiayan raised his hand and pointed toward the northwest corner. There was also a Qing army camp there. Usually, most of the laborers made siege equipment here. At this time, the fire was bright. Dimly visible figures were busy transporting equipment outside the city, and a group of men and horses left the camp and headed straight to the south.
Chang Yu walked quickly to the northwest corner and looked southwest. He saw that several small camps outside the west of the city were also brightly lit, with men and horses leaving the camps and running southward, secretly cursing Dorgon for being cunning.
Dorgon set up several small camps outside the city to manufacture siege equipment. In order to prepare for a sneak attack by the Ming army, he secretly laid an ambush and waited for Chang Yu to take the bait. Unfortunately, Chang Yu had seen through it long ago. Ever since that late-night bloodbath at the Tatar camp After that, there was no action, leaving Dorgon to wait in vain for several nights. However, at this time, he transferred his troops out of the camp and marched south, obviously intending to go south to take action, in an attempt to lengthen the battle line and make it difficult for the Ming army to take care of the head and tail.
You idiot, I have trouble looking at the beginning and the end, you are so stupid! Chang Yu sneered, turned his head and looked towards the south, and could vaguely see the firelight shining on the You'anmen Gate Tower in the southwest, which was a warning.
If the Qing army besieged the city and attacked, Chang Yu would not be afraid at all. Thirty thousand troops sounded like a lot, and looked like a lot, but it was nothing compared to the imperial capital with a circumference of dozens of miles. Chang Yu's only concern was fear of too many troops. Ergon stared at a point and struck fiercely.
Didn't Dorgon know how to concentrate his attack? Why did he divide his troops to attack at such a distance from the north to the south? The reason was simple. He was still worried. According to the spies, the large Ming army in the south of the imperial capital was far away.
Thirty thousand Ming troops.
One year after being bitten by a snake, ten years after being afraid of the little eunuch's waistband, Dorgon did not dare to bet on the last life-saving straw at hand, and was careful and careful every step of the way.
"Report to the Governor, the Gongzi Battalion has been ordered to supervise the army in Beicheng. The remaining three battalions are in their respective positions." Li Tiezhu hurriedly came over and cupped his hands and said, Chang Yu hummed, and a murderous intent flashed on his face: "Those who are lazy in fighting will be killed without mercy!
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"Follow the order." Li Tiezhu turned around and hurried away. Wang Jiayan glanced at Chang Yu and couldn't help but rub his hands. The little eunuch had a murderous intention. He assigned the four battalions under his command to supervise the battle on all sides, and they were all holding the sword above.
Kill as you say, let alone ordinary pawns, ordinary generals, even Wang Jiayan, he wouldn't even bat an eyelid if he said he was afraid of being chopped into pieces.
Outside the city, the Qing troops were mobilizing troops and preparing to attack the city. The Ming troops inside the city were also pouring in from various military camps towards the city in an orderly manner. Wang Jiayan had rehearsed several times in the past few days, just in case he appeared.
The military intelligence can arrive at the city in the fastest and most timely manner to prepare for war. To put it simply, it is waiting for this moment.
Chang Yu was ordered to supervise the army and held military power. He had the full power to mobilize all the Ming army forces inside and outside the city in Gyeonggi. He also had a meeting with the big bosses of various military departments a few days ago. There was not so much wrangling and everyone was doing his own thing.
He is responsible for his duties and acts according to orders. If he disobeys orders and causes serious consequences, he is responsible for supervising the army in private. He is the boss of Dongchang in public. Regardless of his status, he will hold him accountable to the end.
The bosses of various departments have long heard of his majesty and know his abilities. In addition, the people in Dongchang are ruthless people, and more importantly, the safety of the situation depends entirely on him, so they all expressed their extreme cooperation.
Therefore, when the police situation suddenly broke out, the bosses of various departments were in place and performed their duties. Some of the soldiers from the Beijing camp came to the city, and some were gathering under the city to lead. The entire city was under martial law from the Military and Horse Division, and the emperor's twenty-six personal guards were
Except for a few people on duty, everyone else gathered in the Yamen to wait for orders...
Come on, come on, my forty-meter sword is already hungry and thirsty. Chang Yu touched his neck, the wound has basically healed, but the revenge of this arrow must be avenged, so Dorgon will be injured in public and private.
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"Mr. Factory Supervisor, looking at the Tatars' formation, Beicheng must be the main attack area, but I don't know whether it will focus on Deshengmen or Andingmen?" Wang Jiayan, who was beside him, was so startled by Chang Yu's murderous voice that he couldn't help but tilt his shoulders.
Seeing the Qing army getting closer and closer, he raised his eyebrows and asked.
Chang Yu did not return directly, but turned his head and smiled: "What do you think Mr. Wang has seen?"
After questioning me, Wang Jiayan pondered for a while: "It should be Desheng Gate. They are separated from each other... No, the Tatars must use Anding Gate as the main attack area." Wang Jiayan suddenly changed his mind, and Chang Yu laughed: "How can Mr. Wang be so sure?
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Wang Jiayan smiled bitterly. He knew from the look on his face that he had already figured it out. He raised his hand and pointed outside the city: "The water system of Gaoliang River and Jishuitan (part of Taiping Lake) outside Deshengmen is very large, so it is not suitable for the army to set up a formation."
"So, Mr. Wang, which side do you want to defend?" Chang Yu smiled slightly.
Wang Jiayan smiled bitterly: "I am old and incompetent because of my humble position, so let's wave the flag to support the governor at Desheng Gate."
Chang Yu laughed, got on his horse, looked back at Wang Jiayan and said, "Master Wang, we haven't had a drink together yet."
Wang Jiayan was startled and shook his head: "We are busy with military affairs and I heard that the factory governor doesn't like wine...oh" as he was saying something, he suddenly thought of something: "I am humble enough to drink a cup of Zhuangxing wine for the factory governor."
He drank, but Chang Yu raised his hand to stop him: "Mr. Wang, after this incident, let us have a drink." He then beat the horse and laughed wildly.
Looking at his back, Wang Jiayan clenched his fist and said, "Drink, you must drink. Turn your head and look outside the city, and use the Tatar dog head as a wine glass!"
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I have been busy with work these days and have been ill, so I have stopped updating for a few days. Please forgive me and thank you all the book friends who have always supported me. (To be continued)