It was almost noon, and the weather, which was originally full of scorching sun, suddenly changed. First, a cloud of overcast clouds came from the northeast, and then more and more clouds accumulated, covering the sky and blocking out the sun, and the entire sky suddenly became dark.
Li Muxian, who was roasting frogs by the river, looked up at the sky for a while and muttered: "It's strange, maybe there will be a heavy rain." He glanced at the little Taoist boy who was playing in the mud under the tree not far away: "Chunfeng came over to eat.
The master has given you extra food."
The little Taoist boy obediently washed his hands and walked over to Li Muchian, sat down, took the frog meat, took a bite, and showed a hint of disgust: "Master is a bit too mushy, not as delicious as my aunt's roast."
Aunt? Li Muxian frowned and then realized: "Song Luoyu?"
The little Taoist boy nodded vigorously: "Auntie's roast is delicious..." Li Muchian sighed and rolled his eyes: "Women are supposed to cook at home, so it's not surprising that the roast is good..."
"But my aunt just said that she is going to kill the Tatars, and the high official is also going to kill the Tatars. Master, why don't you go?" the little Taoist boy muttered.
Li Muxian snorted coldly: "Master has other important responsibilities. You can't see what chaos these tens of thousands of people would be without the master in charge." The little Taoist laughed: "But my aunt said you can't even defeat her, so you can only
She knows how to talk..." Before he finished speaking, Li Muchian became furious: "Fart, my master's martial arts skills are superb and he is one of the best in Dongchang, but that bitch, that bitch... don't play with her anymore... you are a Taoist priest.
, I want to be close to women..."
"Master, what is female sex?"
"Women are those bitches!" Li Muchian angrily rebuked, and the little Taoist boy was not afraid to chew on the frog meat and ate it with a smile.
At the northern end of the forest, Huang Degong was lying under a tree, snoring soundly and sleeping soundly. Hundreds of meters away, on the bank of the Tonghui River, tens of thousands of people under his command were all gathered here to rest. Some were too excited to sleep after the battle last night, while others were exhausted.
After all, as for the injured soldiers, they had been sent to the capital by the logistics troops. Shi Kefa and Wang Jiayan were sitting in the rear and responsible for the logistics work. They did not dare to neglect the transport of food and fodder for the wounded soldiers, for fear that something would go wrong and affect the overall situation and disrupt the little eunuch's plan.
After all, the entire capital, from the emperor's civil and military officials to the common people and street vendors, are paying attention to every move of the war situation outside the city. Where are the Tatars? Have the Ming army ever fought? How and when will they fight?
While gossips and gossips are flying all over the sky, from time to time, fast horses come in and out of the capital, and then go straight to the palace. If you are brave enough, people on the street will shout: "Master, what's going on outside?"
Naturally, these messenger soldiers would not give them any response, and they rode to the eunuch of Free East Factory outside Dong'an Gate of the Imperial City to take over and rush him to the palace.
"Good! Great victory in the first battle!" Emperor Chongzhen excitedly clapped his hands repeatedly, and after sweeping the cabinet ministers, he said: "Recently, some people have repeatedly impeached Chang Yu for being authoritarian and domineering, and even pointed out that I am nepotistic and favor sycophants. I want to ask, who is this?
A sycophantic minister? It’s hard for Chang Yu to win. If I don’t reuse him, who can he reuse? Who can he reuse? If there are people of this caliber in the court, why should I accept your criticism and reuse a minister!"
Hearing this, Chief Assistant Li Banghua suddenly felt dizzy and secretly scolded who was so stupid to impeach Chang Yu at such a critical moment. Now the country's crisis is all due to the little eunuch. You can't pick a time.
Who is so short-sighted? It can't be Li Yutian. This old boy was transferred from the empty position of governor of Liaodong back to Beijing to serve as the censor of the right capital of the Metropolitan Procuratorate. However, he has been very troubled recently. Listen
He said he was eyeing the little eunuch...
It is human nature that good things don't go out and bad things spread thousands of miles, but it's not absolute!
Just a moment after the good news was delivered to the palace, word spread throughout the streets and alleys of the capital. The eunuch of Dongchang defeated tens of thousands of Tatar cavalry at the Camel Camp in the east of the city last night, killing countless enemies...
Wait, wasn't it directed by Huang Degong?
Huang Degong? That Huang Chuangzi...impossible...
Huang Degong, who was sleeping soundly, didn't know yet that he had become a hot topic in the capital. Of course, he couldn't see the flames of Tongzhou City rising into the sky and the thick smoke billowing into the sky.
The main force of the Qing army had already marched south. More than ten thousand cavalrymen escorted the captured Ming people and tied them into strings with straw ropes. They forced them to push and pull the looted property and livestock from all directions and marched slowly south. If there was any inconvenience, they would be beaten, kicked and whipped.
If you get angry, you'll kill him with a knife.
When he left to vent his hatred, Dorgon ordered the city of Tongzhou to be burned down, leaving no chickens or dogs alive. For a moment, the city was blazing with fire, and thick smoke billowed into the sky. The entire sky darkened, but not a single cry was heard, because all the living people were taken away, leaving no one alive.
The old, weak, sick and disabled people below can no longer open their mouths to speak.
A few miles southeast of Tongzhou City, on the bank of the North Canal, Dorgon turned his head and looked at the thick smoke billowing in the distance with a cruel sneer on his face. He looked around and thought, "It was sunny just now. Why are there suddenly dark clouds? Maybe it's going to rain."
It's raining heavily, so it would be a bit urgent to go.
"Brother Fourteen, look, it's going to rain today," Duduo muttered beside him, "It seems that he will inevitably get soaked in the rain."
Dorgon chuckled: "It's so hot and a shower would be refreshing, and it can also wake you up a bit."
Wake up, what does this mean? Have you drifted off recently... Duduo muttered mentally, glanced at Dorgon and saw the stern expression on his face, knowing that he was not in a good mood today and did not dare to gibber too much, but Azig
But he was not so discerning: "There is nothing to worry about if it rains during the day. As long as there is wine, meat and women at night, let's walk quickly and spend the night in Xianghe today."
Dorgon couldn't help but glared at him: "Xianghe is a hundred miles away from here. Even if you drive hard, it will be late at night, let alone walking with a family and a family, dreaming."
Just then, Duduo intervened: "Brother Twelve is only thinking about good things. We are not marching in a hurry along the way. We have to grab things while walking. How can we go so fast!"
Cough cough cough, Azig choked: "Well, anyway, just find a big village ahead."
"If you are impatient, go ahead and explore the way!" Although Azig is from the same mother as Dorgon, he dislikes his brother very much and is even a little bored. This is also the case in history, because he has no brains but has
He is greedy and always relies on his brother to be disrespectful and ambitious and wants to be on an equal footing with him.
Azig was overjoyed when he heard this: "Then I will take the first step and capture Xianghe City."
Ah, Duduo was startled when he heard this and looked at Dorgon: "Didn't Brother Fourteen say that he would not attack the city but only plunder the village fortress?"
Dorgon said calmly: "If you can fight in a small county like that, you don't have to force it." After all, Xianghe County is also very prosperous...
Azig happily led his troops there.
As Chang Yu expected, Dorgon finally chose to plunder directly along the canal to the southeast and head to Tianjin. The reason was very simple. Both sides of the river were rich places, and it was convenient for herding horses to drink water and camp. It could be said that it served multiple purposes.
Rob, rob, rob wantonly, rob wantonly, Dorgon was shouting in his heart, he wanted to ruthlessly ravage the Ming Dynasty, rob Hebei and Shandong... rob as much as he could, only in this way could he relieve the hatred in his heart and make up for him.
After these months of losses, only by returning to Shenyang can his backbone not be broken, and his position as regent can be stable.
To put it simply, how miserable he made the Ming Dynasty was, how secure his regent position was!
It’s just...why am I feeling a little uneasy? In previous years, entering the customs was like going on an outing, enjoying the mountains and rivers, admiring the flowers, the moon, and the fragrance of autumn. There were also a group of Ming soldiers as bodyguards. They greeted me when I came and waved goodbye when I left. The treatment was the same.
It’s so grand that I want to come every year.
However, this time... the Ming army was a little too enthusiastic. They were greeted with gongs and drums when they first entered, and then for more than half a month, there were all kinds of people serving tea and water. It was really abnormal.
Too close, too passionate.
In the past, no Ming army dared to approach within fifty miles, no matter how many soldiers and horses it had, but now there are two Ming armies twenty miles away to the west, and an unknown force a hundred miles due north.
Just follow, but you'd better not be picky about food. Although I don't want to fight, once the fight starts, there will be no turning back, Dorgon thought fiercely.
Then, before the thought disappeared, a detective came hurriedly: "Report to the prince, there is a Ming army attacking ten miles northwest..."
Dorgon raised his eyebrows: "How many troops?"
"It's less than a thousand, but..." The spy hesitated.
"But what?" Duduo shouted angrily.
"Your Majesty, heavy armored cavalry."
Damn it! Dorgon and Duoduo couldn't help but look at each other, and the little eunuch came after him in person?
"Brother Fourteen, wait until I lead my troops and behead him..." Duduo suddenly became murderous and couldn't help but shout.