allendalepharm Chapter 1418 Dorgon: How cruelly God has treated him!
Chapter 1418 Dorgon: How cruelly God has treated him!
Chapter 1418 Dorgon: How cruelly God has treated him!
Liaodong, Jinzhou City
After being soaked in cold water for a long time, the walls of Jinzhou City are no longer as strong as before. Now under the bombardment, they are clearly shaky.
boom……
As time passed silently, the Han army sneaked under the city wall and filled the hole in the wall with explosives. After igniting the fuse, they instantly blew a section of the wall into the sky.
The originally continuous wall suddenly had several holes in it.
Then, it can be seen that there is another layer of inner city wall inside. It is obvious that Dorgon has taken isolation measures here to guard against the attack of the Han army's red cannon.
At this moment, a large number of Han troops were still carrying wooden ladders, walking close to the city wall, climbing up the wall quickly and attacking the city.
After a short while, the sound of fighting could be heard coming from the towering city walls. At this moment, a large number of Han troops rushed to the top of the battlements of the city wall, holding steel knives and fighting with the Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty.
Accompanied by the "swoosh" sound of cold weapons entering flesh, many female Zhen soldiers fell from the top of the city wall.
At this moment, the sound of drums "dong dong" continued to ring, and a large number of Han troops climbed towards the top of the city like a tide.
Chen Xiao frowned and said in a deep voice: "The Jurchens are determined to resist. Our army is no match for them."
Jia Heng nodded and said, "These are the last elite of the Jurchens. They will not give up easily. There is still a long way to go in this war."
In fact, just as Jia Heng thought, Dorgon and Ajige were racking their brains in the city, dispatching their elite troops to block the city wall.
When a hole was blown in the city wall, Dorgon ordered his soldiers to quickly send reinforcements to the hole to resist the Han army from entering the city through the broken wall.
Dorgon looked at Ajige and whispered, "Tell your soldiers to prepare for the Han army to enter the city. We will fight in the streets. Even if we are completely wiped out, we must repel the Han army's attack and not let them take the city easily."
Ajige looked deeply and whispered: "Fourteenth brother, once Jinzhou is captured, our army will have nowhere to defend."
Dorgon's face became serious, and he said in a deep voice: "We, the warriors of the Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty, have never had a city before, and we took it back from the Han people with swords and guns! Today, even if there is no city, does that mean we won't fight this war?"
Upon hearing this, Ajige was silent for a moment.
Today's Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty are no longer the same Eight Banners when the country was founded.
Dorgon's eyes flashed under his thick eyebrows, and he said in a cold voice: "But there is no need to delay here, go and defend the city."
With the mobilization of the Eight Banners, they relied on the city to fight a life-and-death battle with the Han army.
After the Han army climbed up the city, they did not have the upper hand for a while when facing the fighting of the Eight Banners of the Jurchens.
The two sides were engaged in a bloody battle that lasted from morning to afternoon. Although the city walls collapsed in many places, the Jurchen Eight Banners soldiers in the city fought to the death, holding weapons and continuing to fight with the Han army.
By evening, the city had not been captured.
"Dangdang..."
As the sound of the gong continued, the Han army retreated almost like a tide and returned to the camp.
In the camp——
In the central army camp, Jia Heng sat behind a desk with a gloomy and uncertain expression.
The officers and soldiers of the Beijing camp who were leading the siege today all had a look of shame on their faces.
Jia Heng's eyes were gloomy and uncertain, and he said in a deep voice: "Today's siege, the Jurchen city wall collapsed, and we couldn't even enter Jinzhou City. It's really disappointing!"
Upon hearing this, the officers and soldiers of the Beijing camp present were horrified and most of them showed shame on their faces.
Jia Heng cast his sharp eyes over the officers and said in a deep voice: "Tomorrow, all soldiers will fight to the death and take down Jinzhou City in one fell swoop!"
All the officers and soldiers of the Beijing camp responded in unison.
After the generals left, Chen Xiao, who was standing by, brought a teacup, handed it over, and said, "Okay, have a cup of tea to calm down."
Jia Heng took the teacup, took a sip, and asked, "Any news from Mu Sheng?"
Chen Xiao shook his head and said, "There is no military report yet."
Jia Heng was silent for a moment, then sighed, "The Korean soldiers are indeed much inferior in combat effectiveness."
Chen Xiao said softly: "That route was originally a diversion, so there is no need to expect too much."
Jia Heng nodded and said, "Let's have dinner first."
However, at this moment, there was a chaotic sound of footsteps outside the military tent. After a while, a Jinyifu guard wearing Feiyu uniform appeared and clasped his fists and said, "Commander-in-chief, Governor Mu sent a letter by carrier pigeon."
Upon hearing this, Jia Heng raised his eyebrows, put down his chopsticks, and asked, "Send a letter by carrier pigeon?"
Chen Xiao walked forward, took the letter from the Jinyifu guard, held it in his hand, and read it intently. After a while, he was slightly startled, and then handed it to Jia Heng who was standing beside him.
"The coalition forces led by Mu Sheng defeated the Jurchen soldiers in Niumao Village and opened the passage, while the deputy general Wei Tong who was sent to Hetuala captured the city of Hetuala." Chen Xiao's eyes flashed slightly and he said softly.
Jia Heng was delighted when he heard this, and whispered, "The Jurchens' old stronghold has been destroyed, and people's hearts will surely be shaken. Let's spread the news tomorrow morning."
Chen Xiao nodded, his eyes deep, and whispered: "The Jurchens have been attacked from many sides, and the destruction of the country is imminent."
Jia Heng said: "Write a military report and report it to the capital."
I guess the emperor will be ecstatic when he knows the news.
Chen Xiao responded with a "hmm".
Jia Heng thought for a moment, his eyes deep, and said loudly: "The retreat of the Jurchens' old nest has been cut off. Dorgon and Ajige in Jinzhou City may split up their forces and flee. Let your soldiers go and keep an eye on the movements in the city. If there is anything unusual, report it in time."
It can be said that the destruction of the old village of Hetuala must have made the Jurchens uneasy.
Because it feels a bit like a complete loss of destiny.
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On the other side, Dorgon and Ajige were instructing the soldiers in the city to repair the city wall under the cover of night. It would be more accurate to say that they were setting up various roadblocks at the gaps in the blown-up city wall to delay the advance of the Han army.
In Jinzhou City, in the hall of the government office, the lights were bright, casting two figures on the screen.
Dorgon sat down, his face full of worry and his eyes showing a hint of thought.
After a while, Ajige came from outside, with an indignant look on his face, and said: "Fourteenth brother, the city walls have been repaired in various places, and many roadblocks have been set up, but they may not be able to stop the Han army."
Dorgon said in a deep voice: "We are ready to rely on the inner city and the inner city to fight against the Han people. My 100,000 Jurchen warriors are not afraid of fighting head-on."
Ajige frowned and said, "Fourteenth brother, can you still resist in this situation?"
Dorgon said: "We have to stop them even if we can't. Shengjing is behind us. If we abandon the city, Shengjing will face the 200,000-strong Han army."
As he spoke, he looked at Ajige and asked, "How is Shengjing City now? The Han army has been besieging it for many days. Is there any news?"
Ajige comforted him and said, "It's as stable as a rock."
Dorgon nodded and said, "Shengjing cannot be lost. As long as we can hold off the Han army in Jinzhou City until October, when the weather turns cold, the Han army will surely collapse without a fight."
Ajige frowned, but he was not optimistic about this.
The outer city is now in ruins, and the Han army of 200,000 has already attacked the city on all fronts. How can they hold out for another three months?
I'm afraid three days will be enough.
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The next day, at dawn, the Golden Rooster crowed and the morning light appeared. Thousands of golden and red rays of light could be seen shining on the earth. Above the eaves and thatched huts, the rays of light looked like a red gauze dress.
It's another sunny day.
The elite soldiers of the 12th Regiment of the Han Army started a new day of siege after breakfast.
Teams of soldiers wearing black armor and scarlet mandarin duck-patterned battle jackets carried ladders and marched towards the city wall in a mighty force.
The sound of drums rumbled and suddenly became as dense as raindrops.
Jia Heng first ordered his soldiers to shout to the Jurchen soldiers on the city wall. At this moment, his main purpose was to shake the morale of the Jurchen army.
"The city of Hetuala has been broken."
All of a sudden, many soldiers shouted together, and in an instant, the Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty on the city wall were suddenly confused.
Or rather, panicked.
At this moment, behind the city gate tower, Dorgon and Ajige were dispatching soldiers and generals on how to fill and defend the holes in the city.
At this moment, a horseman came running from not far away, approached Dorgon, and said with a folded hand: "Your Highness, the Han army outside the city said that Mandahai was defeated and Hetuala City was broken."
Hearing this, Dorgon was startled and asked, "What's going on?"
Ajige looked gloomy and said, "This is the Han army's strategy of attacking the heart."
Dorgon remained silent for a while.
Because such a conspiracy obviously cannot stand up to scrutiny, and the Han army has no need to do so. In other words, it is very likely that the city of Hetuala has really been breached.
If you think about it carefully, this is not impossible, because it has been quite some time since Korea attacked Liaodong, and there has been no news from the joint forces of the Han court and Korea. This is obviously unusual.
Dorgon thought for a moment and said in a deep voice: "Inform the entire army. This is a plan by the Han army to shake the morale of the army. The old city of Hetuala is still in the hands of the Qing Dynasty and has not been conquered at all."
Upon hearing this, the groom bowed in response and then turned and left.
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Jinzhou City
"Whizzing……"
The arrows were as dense as locusts, pouring down towards the top of the city. After a short while, they were nailed into the blue bricks, and the tail feathers were still trembling and shaking.
The soldiers of the Eight Banners of the Jurchens held cowhide shields to resist the attacks of arrows.
A large number of Han soldiers, wearing fiery red armor and carrying wooden ladders, gradually approached the city wall.
Because the generals had been reprimanded by Jia Heng the day before, all the young officers present held their breath and led their elite soldiers from the Beijing camp to launch a massive attack on the city.
The sounds of shouting and killing extended from the city wall all the way down.
At this time, several "boom" sounds were heard in succession. It was clearly the soldiers of the Han army who blew several holes in the city wall again. This undoubtedly increased the speed of the Han army's troop deployment.
Many Han troops poured in through the holes in the collapsed city wall.
The Jurchens also instantly sent out a number of Eight Banners soldiers to charge out, and the two sides collided with each other.
Cao Bianjiao took the lead, sweeping through the army with a bright silver spear in his hand. Wherever he passed, many members of the Eight Banners of the Nuzhen Army were swept away.
This young general has outstanding martial arts skills and has gradually shown the bravery and invincibility of a general.
At this moment, Ajige happened to come out of the inner city with a group of horsemen and guards. Seeing Cao Bianjiao who was killing people everywhere, he pulled the reins of his horse, held a big knife in his hand, and rushed towards Cao Bianjiao.
"clang……"
The blades flashed, and the weapons collided, making a sharp scream.
This was naturally not the first time the two had fought. The weapons of both sides collided in an instant at this moment, and they were already familiar with each other's strength and moves.
Like a revolving lantern, the two sides fought for thirty rounds. Both of them were in high spirits and it was evenly matched who was better.
The surrounding Han soldiers and Jurchen bannermen were also fighting each other. The two sides fought back and forth, and all that could be heard was the sound of shouting and killing that shook the sky and echoed throughout the entire area.
It was not until noon that the Han army entered the city in large numbers. A large number of Jurchen soldiers relied on the walls and gate towers and began to fight with the Han army.
The Han troops deployed by the Beijing Camp this time were the elite among the elite. At this moment, they were not afraid at all when facing the brave Eight Banners of the Jurchens.
In this way, by the evening, the Jurchen bannermen in the outer city had basically retreated to the inner city, and the Han army had occupied most of the outer city.
Jia Heng nodded and said loudly: "The Jurchens still show no signs of collapse. They are indeed a tough nut to crack."
Chen Xiao paused for a moment, and asked in surprise: "So we should withdraw the troops now?"
Jia Heng raised his sword-like eyebrows, looked deeply, and said: "If we don't withdraw our troops, what else can we do? Go back and count the casualties."
Chen Xiao hummed softly, but didn't say anything else. Instead, he returned to the camp with Jia Heng.
While the two were talking, they returned to the central army barracks. It was the same desk from yesterday, and Jia Heng sat down on a pearwood chair with a reclining back.
A group of military officers, who were the officers who had entered to supervise the soldiers in attacking the city, stood in front of Jia Heng, and the atmosphere was extremely solemn.
Jia Heng said nothing this time. He looked around at the generals and said loudly, "Everyone go back and rest. Tomorrow morning, we will continue to organize the army to attack the city."
The officers and soldiers who were standing in the military tent, upon hearing this, felt guilty and left the tent and headed towards the hall.
On this side, Jia Heng and Chen Xiao sat down, picked up a blue and white porcelain teacup in their hands, took a sip, and drank the tea in silence.
Chen Xiao thought about it and asked, "What should we do now?"
Jia Heng said coldly: "What else can we do? If we can't defeat them once, we can just fight for two more days. The Jurchens are now like meat on the chopping block, waiting to be slaughtered!"
Chen Xiao looked thoughtful, and then said, "There should be news from Shengjing City."
Jia Heng thought for a moment and said, "If we can capture Shengjing or put pressure on Shengjing, Jinzhou will surely be shaken, and this war may be over."
This time, the battle to pacify Liao was relatively smooth because a lot of preparatory work had been done beforehand. Of course, this is just a current perspective, and it is unknown whether the subsequent siege will continue to be so smooth.
Chen Xiao responded softly, and the two of them finished their meal.
Jia Heng said: "Once Jinzhou is captured, Shengjing will be just around the corner."
"That is to capture Shengjing City before the New Year." Chen Xiao said.
Jia Heng said: "Maybe."
However, before that, Emperor Chongping should have received news that Hetuala, the old Jurchen village, had been captured.
The ancestral tombs of the Jurchens are located there, and digging up the tombs and whipping the corpses is undoubtedly very satisfying.
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On the other side, in Jinzhou City, in the inner city——
Dorgon and Ajige sat down behind a lacquered wooden table covered with dishes, dejectedly without any appetite. Both of them had gloomy and depressed looks on their faces.
Although the Eight Banners of the Jurchens did not collapse during the daytime fighting, they retreated to the inner city, and the situation gradually became worse.
And the key point is that the fall of Hetuala City has somewhat affected the morale of the soldiers in the city.
Ajige frowned and suddenly said, "Fourteenth brother, Jinzhou City can no longer be defended. How about... withdrawing the troops?"
Dorgon shook his head, his eyes filled with worry, and said, "Withdraw? Where can we withdraw to now?"
Today, Liaodong is full of Han troops. Where can they retreat to?
Ajige was silent for a moment, thought for a while, and said: "Fourteenth brother, you take 20,000 soldiers and horses to Shengjing to defeat them. I will fight the Han army to the death here!"
Ajige’s idea was to keep as many as possible. Otherwise, once everything was destroyed and the Han army besieged Shengjing City with heavy troops, there would be no way to turn the situation around.
Dorgon looked gloomy and said, "I swear to live and die with this city. Otherwise, once I leave, the morale of the army in Jinzhou will be shaken, and the situation will be even worse."
Upon hearing this, Ajige was silent, not knowing how to refute for a moment.
The current situation is quite dire and we need to plan a way out.
Dorgon could not hide his worry in his voice, and said, "Rest early, there will be another fierce battle tomorrow."
Ajige responded, and then without saying anything more, turned around and strode out of the hall.
A look of worry was surging on Dorgon's dark face.
The Qing Dynasty was in a critical situation of survival.
It can be said that Dorgon knew better than anyone that the ruined Jinzhou City could not withstand the attack of the Han army at all, and as time went by, it was bound to be defeated.
Dorgon took a deep breath and looked out at the inky black night. He suddenly remembered the time when he was young and followed his father and brothers in conquering many countries.
The Aisin-Gioro clan had worked so hard to accumulate these assets, but they completely fell into the hands of the Han people.
How unkind God has been to him!
(End of this chapter)