The Red Mansions

Chapter 1375 Oboi: Jia Heng, you little bastard, accept your death!

Chapter 1375 Oboi: Jia Heng, you little bastard, accept your death!

North Korea, Royal Capital

At this moment, the Korean soldiers and generals on the top of Wangjing City were struggling to hold on to the city wall. At this moment, the shells of the Red Cannon fell around them and exploded with a "boom".

Earth, stone, and a large amount of iron sand were sprayed everywhere, and from time to time, the screams of Korean soldiers and the elite flagmen of the Eight Banners could be heard.

This is a replay of the siege scene from a few days ago. Even the enemy could not be seen, and they were first covered by a large amount of artillery fire.

The Han army has completely suppressed the Korean soldiers defending the city with firepower.

This tactic of "infantry and artillery coordination" shook the confidence of the Korean soldiers and the generals defending the city.

This was also the reason why the secret agents in the Korean city were able to persuade some Korean generals to surrender.

However, the Korean generals in the city were determined to betray the Han court by ignoring past grudges and failing to settle previous crimes of collaborating with the enemy.

Otherwise, once the city is breached, everything will be destroyed, and the family honor and personal wealth and life will all be wiped out.

At this moment, the city of Wangjing was in a state of panic.

The fake North Korean king Gui Sizhe has locked himself up in his house and summoned his clan members to prepare to pack up his gold and silver and escape at any time.

Surrounded by dozens of groomsmen, Oboi quickly climbed up to the top of the city wall along a stone staircase on the horse path near the left side of the city wall.

At this moment, as far as the eye can see, teams of Jurchen Eight Banners soldiers wearing foam-studded armor and Korean soldiers wearing flying saucer helmets are holding shields and dodging the artillery and arrow attacks of the Han army.

But there were still a large number of casualties.

At this moment, under the protection of his horsemen and personal guards, Aobai looked up at the soldiers coming towards him like a tide in the distance, with a solemn expression on his majestic and heroic face.

The Han army's attack this time was indeed different from previous ones. First of all, there were obviously more Han soldiers wearing fiery red uniforms, indicating that the Han army had invested heavily in the siege.

Previously, Han soldiers seldom participated in sieges, but mostly stayed in the rear to support the Korean officers and soldiers, leaving them to fight on their own.

Of course, this is an internal affair of North Korea, and it is natural that the North Korean army will fight each other. It is understandable that the Han army "stands aside and watches".

The intensity of the previous siege was more controllable, which was why Aobai was confident that he could hold out for another two or three months.

However, at this moment, a large number of Han soldiers in fiery red uniforms have acted as vanguards. Wearing iron armor and holding a ring-handled goose-feather sword in their hands, they are climbing up to the top of the city wall along a wooden ladder.

In fact, Jia Heng allocated 25,000 Han navy troops to serve as the main force in the siege.

The Jurchen and Korean soldiers in Wangjing City were caught off guard and could not withstand the suddenly increased intensity of the siege, or it could be said that the surrounding Korean soldiers were obviously passive in their response to the attack at this moment.

Oboi was standing on the top of the city wall. With his sharp eyesight, he naturally noticed this scene and was secretly confused in his heart.

He quickly ordered the horseman beside him: "Go and inform the assistant commanders and deputy commanders in the city, and ask them to cheer up and defend the city carefully. There must be no mistakes!"

At this time, we cannot leave everything to the Korean soldiers in the city, otherwise, we will definitely not be able to hold the city.

Baha showed a trace of panic on his face, and said: "Brother, the Han army is attacking in a large scale, it seems to be a large-scale general attack, and they are not friendly."

Under Aobai's thick eyebrows, his broad face was solemn, and he said: "The Han army may be brewing some conspiracy, you should be careful and alert, but don't worry, there are enough soldiers and food in the city, just hold off these waves."

It’s not that Oboi was stupid. He didn’t expect that the spies inside would cooperate with the Han army to capture the city.

Rather, it was because the Han army below was mainly supporting with artillery fire, and the offensive and defensive battles on both sides were fought by the Korean soldiers. During the defense of the city in these few days, many Korean soldiers were killed and wounded. This was a posture of defending the city to the death.

For a moment, no one thought about the possibility that the North Korean troops might turn against them.

Baha responded, then commanded his soldiers to start resisting.

In the past few decades of the Jurchen founding history, the elite Eight Banners of the Jurchens almost forgot how to defend the city, and this undoubtedly helped the elite Eight Banners of the Jurchens review the way of defending the city.

"Rumble..."

Just as Aobai was daydreaming, a deafening bombardment seemed to come from the west city. The sound was so loud that Aobai's heart skipped a beat and he had a bad premonition.

Aobai's expression suddenly changed, and he asked anxiously, "Where is the noise?"

But none of the groomsmen around could respond, because at that moment, the whole city was filled with the sound of artillery fire. How could they distinguish them clearly?

Suddenly, under the cover of the rumbling of artillery fire, the city seemed to be filled with the sound of soldiers' clamor and noise, which seemed to reveal an ominous feeling.

They all communicated in the local Korean dialect, and the noise was noisy and seemed to contain an ominous aura.

Aobai turned around and asked the horseman beside him loudly, "What are they talking about?"

At this time, Baha beside him heard clearly what was being shouted, and with an expression of shock on his face, he said, "It seems that the Korean troops have rebelled."

Aobai was stunned for a moment, then he was dumbfounded and asked, "The Korean army rebelled?"

This is a turnaround!

If Oboi had thought of cursing "traitor" in his mind, he would have started cursing at this moment.

That's how North Korea is, there is no loyalty at all.

Baha's eyes flashed coldly under his thick eyebrows, his face was solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "The North Korean troops have turned against us, the situation is not good."

It can be said that this was undoubtedly adding insult to injury, or in other words, the Jurchen troops in the city were completely isolated and had no reinforcements at all.

Aobai finally held back for a long time and angrily shouted: "This bunch of fence-sitters!"

But it's too late to curse now.

At this time, a group of people came running from a horse road paved with bluestone slabs. It was Aobai's second brother Zhuobutai. He looked anxious and said in a panic: "Han soldiers have entered the city."

Zhuobutai was filled with resentment, he had long said that the capital city could not be defended, but Oboi insisted on not listening. Now, the Korean troops were working together from both inside and outside, making the Qing troops in a difficult position.

While Oboi was in a daze, he heard the sound of fighting coming from below. When he arrived at the horse path, he was shocked to find that the Korean soldiers were trying to open the city gate and were fighting with the elite soldiers of the Eight Banners of the Jurchen who wanted to stop them.

At this moment, the city gate was slightly opened and the situation was extremely critical.

Many of the elite soldiers of the Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty stood there in a daze, not knowing what was happening, and were then hacked to death by their Korean soldiers, who were originally their comrades.

Then, clatter...

The Han navy and the Korean troops that were besieging Wangjing City poured into the city gates in large numbers and fought with the elite soldiers of the Eight Banners of the Jurchens.

Along with the "swish" sound of weapons entering flesh, muffled groans came one after another.

A large number of Han soldiers poured into Wangjing City like a tide, and it was obvious that the situation was irreversible.

"Young Master, the situation is hopeless, let's withdraw our troops!" Yabulan stared at Oboi and said urgently.

Zhuobutai: “???”

At the beginning, weren't you the most righteous one in wanting to fight the Han people to the death? Now you are calling for a withdrawal even faster than he did?

Yabulan showed an anxious look on his face, and said softly: "Young Master, if you delay any longer, our brothers will be trapped in this. We must make a decisive move now."

In fact, Yabulan’s choice just proves that things are changing at different times.

The Korean troops have already turned against the party. If the elite soldiers of the Eight Banners of the Jurchens remain here, they will undoubtedly be attacked from all sides and become an opportunity for others to take advantage of the situation.

Aobai looked at the Han army soldiers pouring in from the city like a tide, and knew that even if Sun Wu was resurrected, it would be difficult to save the situation. He made a prompt decision and said, "Let's go!"

Now that things have come to this, there is no point in staying any longer, so it is better to leave.

Afterwards, Oboi, surrounded by a large number of guards, went down from the city wall, clearly abandoning the city.

As the Jurchen soldiers came down from the city walls, the Korean soldiers who had been resisting on the city walls, even though they had not previously joined the "rebels", were affected by this rebellious trend and gradually collapsed.

When the Han army climbed up the city, they threw down their weapons and surrendered.

For a time, the army was defeated like a mountain.

However, not all of the elite Eight Banners of the Jurchens retreated into the city immediately like Oboi did. Many of them were killed by the joint attack of the Korean soldiers inside and outside the city and the Han army.

At this moment, on the grass a few miles below the city, on the saddle of a red horse, Jia Heng was wearing a black cloak and iron armor, with the Emperor's sword at his waist as sharp as a match. He said in a deep voice: "The situation is determined."

At this moment, Mu Sheng, who was standing by, showed a hint of joy on his handsome face and said, "Zi Yu, Wang Jingcheng will be gone soon, and the autumn wind will sweep away the fallen leaves behind."

Because the troops of Pyeongan Province and Hamgyong Province had already turned against the Joseon Dynasty, it was a complete declaration that the military aristocracy of Joseon had completely abandoned the pseudo-North Korean forces in the royal capital.

Then the subsequent prefectures and counties in Korea could almost be conquered by just a single order.

Jia Heng's cold eyes flashed under his sword-like brows, and he said in a gentle voice: "Brother Mu, after the fall of the capital, I will return to the capital after the initial settlement of the aftermath. I hope that Prince Mu will take full charge of all matters here."

Mu Sheng suddenly realized something and asked, "Zi Yu is going back to the capital to take charge?"

Jia Heng smiled and said, "The time to pacify Liaodong has come. The emperor and the ministers in the capital have been looking forward to it for a long time. I need to go back to take charge of the overall situation."

Perhaps, Emperor Chongping and the cabinet ministers had also thought about directly replacing a general to command the troops, and directly marching troops from Shanhaiguan to pacify Liaodong.

But after the defeat of Prince Nan'an in the Northwest War, Emperor Chongping did not dare to entrust such an important matter to others.

Don’t be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of what happens.

If something went wrong and the plan failed, the emperor would be so angry that he would die.

But it really came true that unless he showed up, the court officials didn't dare to pick up their chopsticks.

However, pacifying Liaodong was probably his last chance to mobilize the Beijing camp and border troops, nearly half of Chen Han's military strength.

He may not be allowed to lead troops to the northwest and Tibet again in the future.

Mu Sheng looked calm and said in a low voice: "Then the Duke of Wei will return to the capital, and leave this to me."

Jia Heng nodded without saying anything else, and looked through the monocular telescope at the siege scene in the distance.

At this moment, the Han army had already climbed onto the top of the city wall and had completely gained a firm foothold. The goose-feather swords in their hands were swaying in the sunlight, like startled wild geese. Wherever they passed, flashes of blood could be seen.

Jia Chang and Jia Ling were particularly enthusiastic and eye-catching. They led a group of elite soldiers to climb the city walls and kill the Eight Banners of the Jurchens.

At this moment, looking down from the sky, a large number of Han knights were burning the entire city like flames, while the Korean soldiers in the city were like ice melting and collapsed at the touch of fire.

This continued until a large number of soldiers poured into the city.

"Zi Yu, I will lead the troops to block Oboi's retreat." Mu Sheng, who was riding beside him, volunteered with a look of great ambition on his face.

Jia Heng said, "Brother Mu, you stay here to command the troops, and I will personally go and kill Oboi!"

Mu Sheng was stunned and whispered, "Zi Yu is the commander of the army, how can he go out so easily?"

Jia Heng said coldly: "The Jurchens are losing their talents. Oboi is one of the few talented generals. If we keep him, the Jurchens will be in even worse trouble."

The Qing Dynasty today was actually very picky and there were not many available talents, and Oboi was one of them.

As Oboi and his brothers Zhuobutai and Baha had decided to abandon the city, they did not delay and led their personal guards to leave from the west city.

At this moment, the Han navy and Korean soldiers outside the city gate suddenly surrounded them, trying to stop Oboi and other Jurchen soldiers from escaping.

At this moment, the Korean general Tian Sichun rode over. He was wearing a helmet and armor, and his figure was majestic. He wielded a forged iron sword in his hand, and his eyes were like lightning. He said in a cold voice: "Where are you going, thief?"

The beard under Aobai's chin was like steel needles, and he looked coldly, with a hint of murderous gleam in his tiger eyes under his thick eyebrows.

"court death!"

There was a murderous aura all around him. As he spoke, he raised the saber in his hand, pulled the reins, and rode towards Tian Sichun.

"clang!"

The two horses crossed each other, and their weapons clashed, and sparks could be seen flying in all directions.

Tian Sichun was shocked and felt his arms ache so much that he could hardly lift them.

At this moment, two young bodyguards came forward hurriedly, holding swords in their hands, and tried to attack Oboi on his horse. The long swords were swung left and right like a cross, slashing towards Oboi's waist.

Aobai's face was filled with murderous anger. He shouted angrily and said in a deep voice: "Who dares to stop me!"

At this moment, the shining long sword in his hand was swung like the wind, drawing a bright red and dazzling blood light. A group of Korean soldiers fell off their horses and were almost unable to match their opponent.

Then, screams were heard all around.

Just when he was about to break through the waves and carve out a bloody path, he was suddenly stunned, because the soldiers in the distance were surrounding a young man with a handsome face and wearing a black and red python robe.

At this moment, the surroundings were filled with Jinyifu guards wearing black and red flying fish uniforms, with stern expressions and sharp eyes.

Under Aobai's thick eyebrows, his eyes narrowed and he said coldly: "Jia Heng, you little brat!"

Oboi had actually met Jia Heng before in Edo Castle in Japan. Although it was only from a distance, he was deeply impressed.

After all, this is the nemesis of the Qing Dynasty and the nightmare of Dorgon and other Qing high-ranking officials.

At this moment, Jia Heng was holding a long iron sword in his hand, with a cold look on his face. His eyes fell on Aobai's face. He was holding the reins of the horse, and murderous intent was boiling in his heart.

He can be said to be the most powerful general in the post-founding era and also a talent of the Qing Dynasty.

If this man was killed, the power of the Qing Dynasty would undoubtedly be weakened.

The fortune of the Qing Dynasty began with the loss of one hero after another, from the execution of Huang Taiji to the deaths of Duoduo, Yuetuo, Haoge and others, which all proved this point.

Jia Heng's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he said in a deep voice: "Aobai, my Lord is here, why don't you dismount and surrender?"

Aobai snorted coldly and shouted, "Jia Heng, you little bastard, prepare to die!"

As he spoke, he led his elite followers, followed by Yabulan's followers, and rushed towards Jia Heng.

The long sword chopped down like a streak of moonlight, and collided with the long sword in Jia Heng's hand. With a "clang" sound, sparks flew from the long sword in Aobai's hand.

It almost hurts the eardrums.

When the two horses met, Aobai looked back and saw a look of fear in his tiger eyes under his thick eyebrows.

Abahai boasted of his brute strength, and was ranked among the top five fierce generals in the Qing Dynasty. However, facing the Duke Weiguo of the Han court, he still felt that he was not strong enough.

Does this person really have the strength to lift a tripod?

But looking at his pretty face, where does all this supernatural power come from?

Jia Heng's face was calm at this moment. He swung the long sword in his hand and said nothing. He pulled the reins of his men and rode his horse towards Oboi.

Upon seeing this, Yabulan, a trusted officer beside Oboi, also raised a long sword in his hand and rushed towards the young man to support Oboi.

All I can say is that his courage is commendable, but his strength is insufficient.

They are not opponents of the same level at all.

The long knife in Jia Heng's hand slashed sharply in the air, like a long river hanging upside down, the Milky Way falling from the sky, and slashed towards Yabulan.

Yabulan only felt his scalp tingling, and there seemed to be an irresistible feeling in heaven and on earth.

He gritted his teeth and blocked with his sword.

As soon as he took over, Yabulan felt as if he was struck by lightning and his internal organs were burning.

If you continue fighting, you will die!

There was only this one thought in my mind, and fear instantly swept through my whole body.

At this moment, the two accompanying officers just rushed forward, and saw a flash of a knife, and then the head on the neck flew into the sky.

Kill two people with one sword.

Oboi took a deep breath, held the long knife in his hand, and rushed towards Jia Heng to save Yabulan from danger.

"Dangdang..."

The two riders fought like a revolving lantern for more than ten rounds, and Aobai only felt sore arms, his back was sweating profusely, his muscles and bones were weak, and he was struggling to hold on.

"Young Master, don't continue fighting, let's go!" Yabulan, who was helping from the side, said loudly.

Oboi summoned up his remaining strength, gently brushed away the sword light that was now as bright as a rainbow, and rode his horse to the side.

Jia Heng sneered, said nothing more, urged the horse under him, and rode to the side, blocking Oboi in an instant.

Yabulan shouted from the side: "Boy, take my knife!"

The saber in his hand slashed towards Jia Heng's ribs, and the blade was wrapped in frosty energy.

Jia Heng calmly retracted the long sword in his hand and blocked the sword in Yabulan's hand at once, as if he was lifting a heavy object with ease, as if a turbulent wave was clearing away.

Yabulan was not careful at this moment, and saw a flash of knife before his eyes. He suddenly felt a pain in his neck, and made a few hoarse sounds. Then his head flew up into the sky, and immediately, a fountain of blood gushed out, reaching a height of three feet.

When Oboi caught a glimpse of this scene, his heart ached.

This was an officer promoted by Oboi, and he would be of great use in the future. But now he died here. One can imagine how sad Oboi was.

But now Aobai was in danger himself, so he could not care about these things. He madly urged the horse under him and fled out of the city accompanied by his personal guards.

Jia Heng had a murderous look on his face. He looked at the panicked figure that was as big as a bear and said in a cold voice, "Where are you escaping to?"

As he spoke, the horse under his crotch was like a flash of lightning, neighing in succession, and chased after Oboi.

As soon as Oboi's personal soldiers and horsemen tried to stop him, they were killed by Jia Heng with a knife. They were no match for his opponent at all. Blood rained down and broken limbs were scattered all over the ground.

At this moment, Jia Heng was like a killing machine, cutting melons and chopping vegetables, killing many elite Nuzhen soldiers on his horse.

The blade of the long sword in his hand was gradually approaching the horse that Aobai was riding.

At this moment, Aobai's second brother Zhuomutai came out from the side with a cold look on his face and said, "You go first, I will stop this man."

Aobai was startled and said, "Second brother, don't be reckless!"

That Jia Heng boy is one of the most powerful generals in the world. How can my second brother be his opponent?

(End of this chapter)