allendalepharm Chapter 1403 Jia Heng: The army marches north to wipe out the Jurchens! (Please give me a monthly ti
Chapter 1403 Jia Heng: The army marches north to wipe out the Jurchens! (Please give me a monthly ti
Chapter 1403 Jia Heng: The army marches north to wipe out the Jurchens! (Please give me a monthly ticket!)
Chongping 19th year, mid-April, sunny -
The Han Dynasty mobilized the entire country and sent an army of 150,000, led by Duke of Wei Jia Heng, to Beijing to destroy the Jurchens in Liaodong. In this national war, the one who assisted in the supply of food and wages was King of Wei Chen Ran, while the one who supervised the military equipment was King of Chu Chen Qin.
The Grand Council of the Han Dynasty, as well as the Ministry of Revenue and the Ministry of War, worked hard to supply military supplies and logistics for the army's attack on Liaodong. The Han Dynasty's bureaucratic machine was fully operational and quickly put into operation for this national war.
Outside Shenjing City
Under the watchful eyes of the Chief Minister Li Zan and the Second Minister Gao Zhongping, more than 100,000 troops from the Beijing camp marched towards the north in a mighty manner, carrying large banners embroidered with patterns of goshawks, tigers, leopards and others.
On the endless wilderness, the grass and trees are lush and green. Looking around, you can see storks and rabbits foraging in the grass. Suddenly, they hear the sound of cavalry marching on the official road, and they are frightened and flee in all directions.
Looking down from the sky, one can see the flags of the Liao expeditionary army covering the sky, like a winding and undulating red dragon, shaking its head and tail.
At this moment, it is the season when peach and plum blossoms are in full bloom. The sounds of birds chirping can be heard from time to time in the open fields, showing the scene of spring being full of vitality.
In the Guanzhong area, a river like a jade ribbon is flowing. Under the sunlight, the waves are sparkling and reflect the blue sky and white clouds. It is the Wei River.
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye it was early May, and the army heading towards Liao entered Shanxi.
At this moment, it was almost noon. Jia Heng was wearing a black cloak with a black and red satin python robe inside. He was riding on a chestnut horse with a mane. He held a monocular telescope in his hand and looked at the towering city ten miles away.
"General, Taiyuan City is ahead." Xie Zaiyi, the Marquis of Loyalty and Diligence, said to Jia Heng with beads of sweat the size of soybeans on his face.
Chen Xiao nodded and asked loudly: "Taiyuan still has tens of thousands of troops. Will Xuanda and Da also send troops to join the army in the expedition?"
Under Jia Heng's sword-like brows, his cold eyes seemed to flash, and he said, "Xuan Da will dispatch a part of its troops to support border affairs."
Afterwards, Jia Heng led the army and gradually approached Taiyuan City.
At this moment, outside the city gate of Taiyuan, Taiyuan General Xiang Bin received the news early in the morning that the Duke of Weiguo would lead a large army to arrive, so he led a group of officers and soldiers from the Taiyuan General's Office to come. In addition, the Governor of Shanxi and officials from the Bu'an Office were also looking forward to it.
"This humble general greets the Duke of Weiguo." Taiyuan General Xiang Bin took a few quick steps toward the young man in the python robe riding on the horse and reported.
Jia Heng nodded to all the officers and said in a loud voice, "General Xiang, please stand up quickly."
As he said this, he dismounted and threw the finger-thick rein in his hand to the guard beside him.
Taiyuan General Xiang Bin looked at the young man in the python robe with fierce eyes under his thick eyebrows and said softly, "Duke Weiguo, you have worked hard on your journey."
Jia Heng nodded, looked at the Taiyuan troops in the distance, and said with a smile on his calm face: "General Xiang has a good command of the army and the troops are in good order."
"I don't deserve the praise from Duke Weiguo. I am a dull general and I can only try my best." Xiang Bin said hurriedly.
Xiang Bin said, "Please invite the Duke of Weiguo and the brothers from the Beijing Camp to come to the city for a chat."
So, greeted by Xiang Bin, Jia Heng led the army into the city gate and looked at the orderly Taiyuan City with soldiers and civilians walking back and forth with weapons on the city walls and corner towers.
Jia Heng looked at Xiang Bin, who was riding beside him, and asked, "How many soldiers are there in Taiyuan right now? Are they ready for battle?"
Xiang Bin had a resolute face and sharp eyes. He said in a loud voice, "Reporting to the Duke, we have 90,000 soldiers and horses. Since receiving the Duke's military order, our Taiyuan troops have been actively preparing for war. We have weapons and armor, ready to receive orders at any time to go out and pacify Liao."
Jia Heng thought for a moment and said, "This time, I will allocate 30,000 elite soldiers to accompany the army to strengthen its strength."
"I obey your command." Xiang Bin's face became serious and he bowed in response.
Riding side by side all the way, Jia Heng led a group of officers and soldiers and marched into the general's office in the city in a mighty manner.
Jia Heng was sitting behind a dark red lacquered wooden desk. At this moment, Xiang Bin took the initiative to hand over the soldiers' register of Taiyuan Town for Jia Heng to review.
Jia Heng took the book in his hand and flipped through it attentively. Then he looked up at Xiang Bin and said, "The most elite cavalry in the city, more than 10,000 in number, should be incorporated into the 30,000 troops. I will transfer them away to assist in military affairs."
Xiang Bin's face became serious and he bowed in response.
Jia Heng pondered for a moment, put the blue-covered book in his hand aside, and a thoughtful look appeared in his eyes.
Xiang Bin bowed and said, "Duke Weiguo, I have set up a welcoming banquet in the side hall. Please invite Duke Weiguo and several generals to have dinner together."
"Lead the way." Jia Heng nodded, and went into the side hall and sat down with military generals including Zhongqin Hou Xie Zaiyi.
All the generals from the Beijing camp and the general's office in Taiyuan sat down immediately. Suddenly, the place was dark and crowded with people.
Drinking wine and drinking wine alternately, pushing cups and changing cups.
Suddenly, the atmosphere became more lively.
After all the generals dispersed, Jia Heng and Chen Xiao came to the accommodation prepared by Taiyuan Prefecture. It was evening, the sky was full of rosy clouds, and the atmosphere was peaceful.
Entering the room like this, Chen Xiao raised her beautiful eyebrows, looked at the young man in the python robe, and asked softly, "What are your plans next?"
Jia Heng smiled and said, "What else can we plan? It's just a march, and the next stop will be Beiping Prefecture."
Chen Xiao was surprised and said: "You mobilized 30,000 soldiers, but for..."
Jia Heng glanced at Chen Xiao and said, "Some things you just need to know in your heart, why bother asking more questions."
Chen Xiao nodded and said no more.
This is a precautionary measure. If something really happens in the capital, Taiyuan can be used as a place to return to the capital.
Jia Heng sat down, picked up the teacup, and took a sip of tea: "Any news from the northwest and Tibet?"
Chen Xiao said softly, "Zungar has already marched into the Seven Guards of Guanxi, and the Northwest Border Army is fighting against the enemy. In Yushu, the Mongolian King has also led his troops to Tibet and is actively fighting against the Tibetan Khan of Khoshut."
While Jia Heng led his troops to Beiping Prefecture, these two places were not idle either.
Jia Heng nodded, sighed, and said, "The entire Han Dynasty is in flames."
If one wants to destroy the Qing Dynasty in a parallel historical universe, it is necessary to use troops in several places.
Upon hearing this, Chen Xiao stared at the young man in the python robe who was frowning in thought and said, "Then what is your strategy for using troops next?"
Jia Heng said, "Let's take it one step at a time and see what happens when we get to Peking."
Upon hearing this, Chen Xiao nodded and said nothing more.
Afterwards, the imperial army's expedition against Liao stayed in Taiyuan Prefecture for about a day and set off again the next day.
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Chongping 19th year, summer, May 2nd -
The Han army's expedition against the Liao finally arrived in Beiping Prefecture in full force.
At this moment, on the top of the city wall of Peking Prefecture, flags embroidered with patterns of flames and auspicious clouds fluttered in the wind, while on the battlements of the city wall, soldiers holding weapons looked alert and gazed into the distance.
The chief of the Beiping Jinglüe Anfusi Division, Marquis Zhongjing Shi Ding, and Zou Jing and other officers went out of the city gate to greet them.
At this moment, on the straight official road, one can see billowing smoke and dust, and an endless stream of carriages and horses. Looking closely, one can see the Han army formation in the distance, with its red auspicious cloud flags that look like a huge ball of flame and brocade clouds.
"The army is coming."
At this moment, a knight wearing a flying saucer helmet and red and black armor came riding fast and whipped his horse, saying in surprise: "The imperial army is coming."
The generals who were waiting eagerly in front of the city gate started talking about it after hearing it, with indescribable joy on their faces.
Marquis Zhongjing Shi Ding leaned on the pergola with his hands and looked around. He saw a large number of Han soldiers coming forward on the straight official road, and their fiery red flags fluttering in the spring breeze.
Then, the scouts came on horseback and arrived at the city gate in a flash.
Xie Zaiyi, the first-class waiter of the Han Dynasty, was sitting upright on the saddle at this moment. Although he looked tired and exhausted, he was full of vigor and high spirits on his resolute and calm face.
Behind him, the cavalry, carrying a flaming flag, marched forward in rows, then suddenly stopped. Their orderliness revealed their well-trained demeanor.
Xie Zaiyi's face calmed down slightly, his beard and hair stood out, and he said loudly, "Lord Shi."
At this moment, Marquis Zhongjing Shi Ding led a group of generals and said, "Marquis Zhongqin, where is the Duke of Weiguo now?"
Xie Zaiyi dismounted, threw the reins in his hand to the horseman beside him, and said, "Marquis Shi, the Duke is still in the rear. Is the city ready to accommodate the army's barracks and related food and fodder?"
Marquis Zhongjing Shi Ding nodded and said, "Don't worry, Marquis Xie. The relevant food, fodder and weapons have been prepared in Beiping City. It will not delay the army's deployment."
Xie Zaiyi nodded.
The two men waited for a while, and saw in the distance, Han court soldiers holding red flags, coming from the official road in a heroic and high-spirited manner.
Although they had been traveling all the way, many soldiers looked exhausted, but their morale was not diminished at all.
At this moment, Jia Heng was riding on a maroon horse, wearing a black cloak on the outside and red armor on the inside. Under the wingless crown with the word "山" on it, his face was calm and resolute, his eyes were sharp, and as clear as a god.
Following closely beside him was Chen Xiao.
As they approached, all the soldiers and horses of the Beiping Jinglüe Anfu Division quickly gathered around, looked at the young man in the python robe with admiration, and said with a bow, "This humble general greets you, Marshal."
Jia Heng held out his hand to support him, looked around, and said loudly, "All the generals, please stand up."
All the officers and soldiers from the General Administration and Pacification Department present stood up and looked at the young man in the python robe sitting upright on his horse, most of them with admiration in their eyes.
This is the Duke of Weiguo who has been feared by the Han Dynasty in recent years. Now he is leading his troops to launch a war to annihilate the country. If they can follow in his footsteps, they will surely achieve outstanding achievements and leave their names in history.
Jia Heng said: "I think you all know why I came here. The army will march north to wipe out the Jurchens!"
Just when the generals of the Beiping Jinglüe Anfu Division were excited, they heard the young man say, "Enter the city!"
Following Jia Heng's order, a desolate and distant horn sounded, and a large number of Han soldiers entered the majestic city of Beiping.
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The first day of June, the 19th year of Chongping
Liaodong, Shengjing
When the Duke of Weiguo of the Han Dynasty led the troops of the Beijing Camp to conquer Liaodong, the Liaodong spies hidden in the Shenjing City gradually got the news and delivered it to the Jurchen high-ranking officials in Shengjing, Liaodong through secret channels.
Palace Garden, Xiande Hall
The weather outside was overcast. The summer breeze blew away the heat and blew through the lush trees in the courtyard, making a rustling sound.
Inside the hall, on the floor that was as clear as water, one could see reflections of human figures.
It was Dorgon who summoned the Jurchen princes and high-ranking officials as well as some Han ministers and generals to discuss matters. They were standing on both sides, all with gloomy looks on their faces.
Dorgon was wearing a prince's robe and sitting on the soft embroidered cushion beside the imperial chair. A hint of worry appeared on his calm and resolute face.
"You all should know that the Han court has sent out all its troops to destroy the Qing Dynasty. How do you think we should respond?"
Dorgon's voice was rough and hoarse, but it carried a hint of anxiety.
Although troops had been sent to take preemptive action, when the situation really came to a head, an indescribable fear still came over me.
Can the Aisin-Gioro clan preserve their country and its people?
"Your Highness." The faces of the princes and ministers below were also covered with a thick layer of gloom.
At this point, no one is unaware of the seriousness of the matter.
At this time, Daishan's grandson Lekedehun, who was eight feet tall and had a majestic appearance, came out from the ranks of princes and ministers. He cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, the troops from Haizhou and Gaizhou have not yet repelled the Han army. We are short of troops at home, so we need to deal with the troops from Haizhou and Gaizhou first."
At this moment, Ajige led fifty to sixty thousand elite Jurchen Eight Banners troops to confront the troops of Haizhou and Gaizhou, and he had no way to escape.
Man Dahai's face was calm, and he said in a deep voice: "Regent, Haizhou and Gaizhou should stick to the strategy of defending the city and withdraw the main forces to protect Shengjing."
Shuose said: "In addition, there is also a route to North Korea, which also requires sending troops to guard against."
"Although Korea has a large number of troops, their combat effectiveness is low. Our Qing Dynasty only needs to send a detachment of 10,000 or 20,000 people to resist." Man Dahai said loudly.
Dorgon nodded and said, "In more than half a year, the Qing Dynasty has recruited about 100,000 soldiers from the Eight Banners and gathered them in Jinzhou. Although the military strength is slightly inferior, it is enough to deal with this situation. The key is the Songjin side's fight. The Han court's Jia Heng is coming with great momentum and leads an army of nearly 100,000. How do you think we should deal with it?"
After all, it is a matter of national crisis and life and death, so we must be extremely cautious. In the past six months or so, the Jurchens have dispatched a large number of soldiers to the Songjin front line.
As for advancing to Shanhaiguan, the Jurchens did not dare to advance deep into the area because the Shanhaiguan General Cao Bianjiao often sent elite cavalry to sweep the area.
"Now our Qing Dynasty is being attacked by the Han army in many directions. It is a critical moment for the survival of the country. You should work together to overcome the difficulties. Don't be stingy with your talents and actively offer suggestions and advice." Under Dorgon's two thick black eyebrows, his eyes were inexplicably deep, and his majestic face was full of awe-inspiring majesty.
The princes and ministers below also had worried expressions on their faces.
I just couldn't come up with any good ideas for the moment.
At this moment, Shuo Sai frowned, a trace of worry appeared in his eyes, and he said loudly: "Regent, now my Qing Dynasty is short of soldiers and major generals. It is not easy to resist the elite Han court who are like tigers and wolves."
With the decline of the Jurchen nobles, the current Jurchen court is in a terrible state. It can be said that there is a serious lack of independent generals.
Shuosai had just returned from Jinzhou and rushed over to urge for the delivery of food and money.
A layer of solemnity also covered Man Dahai's resolute and majestic face.
Today's Qing Dynasty is in a precarious situation and is on the verge of collapse.
Jirgalang was standing not far away, his resolute and calm face showing an expression of deep worry.
The Jurchen prince, who had been in a miserable state after being chased by Cao Bianjiao, deputy general of Shanhaiguan the day before, was now standing in the meeting hall of the Jurchen Palace.
To some extent, it was also a manifestation of the decline of Jurchen talent. There was really no one available, and Jirgalang was indeed a capable general.
Dorgon pondered for a moment, and said in a decisive voice: "This time, except for the governor of the Nine Gates in Shengjing who will stay in the city, I will lead the Eight Banners Army to Jinzhou to fight the Han people to the death!"
Although Dorgon's tone was extremely firm, he actually did not have much confidence in his heart.
This time, it is Jia Heng, the Duke of Weiguo of the Han Dynasty, who is leading the troops personally. With his ability in commanding troops, he is victorious in every battle. Who dares to say that they can defeat him?
Among the crowd of court officials below, Sun Shaozu, who was standing at the end of the team like a transparent figure, had a gleam of cleverness in his wolf eyes with a hint of ferocity.
The Jurchens were already getting anxious. Once the imperial army arrived, with the Duke of Wei's military skills, the pacification of Liaodong should be a matter of days.
At that time, when he returns to the capital with honor, he may be granted the title of earl?
Just like his secret agent’s title, Zhongshan Bo?
Dorgon said: "My fellow officials, in Shengjing City, one is to prepare food and fodder for the front-line troops, and the other is to assist the emperor and stabilize the rear."
After that, Dorgon said, "If you have any other good military strategies, please feel free to speak up."
At this moment, the court officials below heard the words and began to talk among themselves.
But there was no strategy for using military force in the government and the country.
At this moment, Dorgon couldn't help but look towards where Fan Xiandou was. Then he remembered that Fan Xiandou had already taken sick leave and was not in the court today.
At this moment, Dorgon frowned his thick eyebrows, his cold expression became slightly determined, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
The Qing Dynasty is now in a situation where it is raining heavily and its broken ship is caught in a headwind.
The court is full of civil and military officials, but lacks the kind of minister who can serve the country.
Forget it. After the court is over, I will go to Fan’s house in person to visit him and ask him again.
Just as Dorgon was thinking this, he saw a eunuch outside hurried into the hall and said, "Your Majesty, the chief steward of the Fan Mansion outside the hall comes to see the regent."
When Dorgon heard this, his heart skipped a beat and he suddenly had a bad premonition.
Sure enough, an old butler wearing mourning clothes walked into the hall quickly. Under the gaze of the Jurchen leaders in the hall, he said with a hint of tears in his voice, "Your Highness, my master is gone."
As soon as these words were spoken, it was as if a bolt from the blue struck the Xiande Hall. No one knew if it was the celestial phenomenon that caused the sound, but a rumbling sound was heard outside. The first summer rain of the 19th year of Chongping arrived unexpectedly, falling heavily on the ground.
Dorgon felt a darkness before his eyes and quickly reached out to hold the handle of the chair beside him. He was silent for a long while, with an inexplicably dejected look on his face.
When the Qing princes and high-ranking officials in the Xiande Hall heard this, they were undoubtedly shocked and remained silent for a long time.
Fan Xiandou can be said to be a key minister in establishing the Qing Dynasty. In the past, he gave Huang Taiji many ideas and provided advice on how the Jurchens could establish their official system and develop and grow. He can be said to be the think tank of the Jurchens.
Now that it has suddenly collapsed, the Qing Dynasty is like having lost a pillar.
Even Man Dahai, who had some opinions about Fan Xiandou before, looked solemn at this moment, and a sigh welled up in his heart.
The Qing Dynasty was truly a turbulent time.
At this moment, outside the hall, the summer rain was pouring down, rushing down from the eaves of the hall, landing on the jade steps, washing away the dust and dirt, while everyone in the hall was dead silent.
Dorgon was silent for a while, then calmed down and said in a low voice: "Confer the title of Grand Master, posthumously named Wen Zheng, and enshrine him in the Imperial Ancestral Temple. Later, I will personally go to the Fan family to offer condolences."
Upon hearing this, the high-ranking officials of the Qing Dynasty, like the Han ministers who surrendered in the early years, were all slightly moved.
The posthumous title Wenzheng is the best posthumous title among the Han people. However, in the pre-Song Dynasty, there was a man named Fan Wenzheng. Now...
However, this thought only flashed through my mind.
(End of this chapter)