The Red Mansions

Chapter 1353: Reporting the victory to the Duke of Weiguo! (Seeking monthly votes!)

Chapter 1353... Report the victory to the Duke of Wei! (Seeking monthly votes!)

At this moment, in the Tianjin garrison, among the yamen—

Jia Heng and Chen Xiao arrived at the door of the yamen.

Prince Beijing Shui Rong, wearing a bamboo-patterned brocade robe, came to the eaves and said, "My young prince greets Princess Le'an."

Chen Xiao glanced at Beijing Prince Shui Rong and thought to himself, such a handsome man just likes men, it's really...

She said softly, "Prince Beijing is too polite."

After all, he had seen Jia Heng hugging Zhen Xue and being deeply infatuated with her. So Chen Xiao looked at the Prince Beijing with a somewhat strange look in his eyes.

Prince Beijing smiled and said, "Princess Le'an came here this time in compliance with the order of His Majesty?"

Chen Xiao nodded, looked at Jia Heng beside him, and said, "The emperor has ordered that the Jinyifu's intelligence help him consult."

"This is not a place to talk, let's go to the yamen first." Jia Heng said.

As they were talking, they entered the study room on the west side of the hall.

Everyone had just sat down when a Jinyifu guard came over quickly and said with a bow, "Commander-in-chief, there's a pigeon message from Korea."

When Jia Heng heard this, he was stunned. He took the paper from the Jinyifu guard, faced the gazes of Prince Beijing and Chen Xiao, and said in a deep voice: "The capital of North Korea has been broken."

"What do you mean?" Chen Xiao asked.

Beijing Prince Shui Rong also frowned and asked, "How did you break it?"

Jia Heng said: "Ajige and Oboi used gunpowder to blow up the capital city, and the Joseon King Li Hao committed suicide by taking poison."

Chen Xiao raised her willow-shaped eyebrows, digesting the news, her beautiful eyes were as bright as water, and she asked softly, "So, what are your plans next?"

Jia Heng's eyes were firm, and he said in a deep voice: "We have been preparing the troops for many days, it is time to send them out."

Generally speaking, it would be inappropriate to delay any further.

Prince Beijing Shui Rong said: "Zi Yu, should we gather all the generals to have a chat?"

Jia Heng nodded and said, "In an hour, we will go to the hall to discuss important matters together."

Prince Beijing Shui Rong didn't say much either. Although he was somewhat reluctant, he had no choice but to give the couple the space for conversation.

Chen Xiao looked gloomy and asked softly, "How about staying with Shui Rong during this period? Do you have any experience as a couple?"

Jia Heng: "..."

"What are you talking about?" Jia Heng came closer and pulled the beautiful woman's slender hand.

Chen Xiao's beautiful face showed a trace of embarrassment and she said, "I'm just reminding you."

If this man was really like Lian Er in the Jia family, she would definitely not forgive him.

Jia Heng gently embraced the beautiful lady's slender body and said, "By the way, what is the news in the capital about the Jinyang incident?"

It was inconvenient to explain everything along the way just now, so I want to get to the bottom of it this time.

Chen Xiao raised his eyebrows, glanced at the young man in the python robe, and said softly: "What else can I say? The matter of the eldest princess has passed for the time being. Humph, but sooner or later, all your bullshit will be exposed like the matter of the eldest princess."

It really is the surname Chen, isn't it? The two concubines of Qingxue, and the queen, these three thunders, each one exploded more terrifyingly than the other.

It is simply a crime of tarnishing the royal bloodline and deceiving the emperor!

Jia Heng whispered in the beautiful woman's ear, "What are you talking about?"

What does it mean to be in trouble? It's all a matter of mutual consent. What does it have to do with being in trouble?

Chen Xiao was also aroused by the young man's whispering, and said, "Okay, I don't want to talk to you about this. How are you going to advance this time?"

Jia Heng said softly, "Instead of rushing directly to Wangjing to help, we should go straight to Yingkou and approach Shengjing City. We need your assistance."

Chen Xiao thought for a moment and said, "If we don't send any troops, will it give people a reason to criticize us?"

Jia Heng's expression paused slightly, his eyes were as clear as water, and he said softly: "This is a strategy of besieging Wei to save Zhao."

Chen Xiao thought for a moment and said, "It would be better to raise another force from Japan and attack from the southeast to resolve the crisis in Korea. This would be more reasonable."

Jia Heng said, "That's fine."

Chen Xiao's willow-shaped eyebrows and bright eyes gradually showed a trace of thought. He said, "We should not rush to bring Korea under the rule of the Han Dynasty, otherwise it will be unsightly."

Jia Heng said: "It's not good to pay too much attention to the way you eat."

As he spoke, he sniffed the beautiful woman's fragrance with a hint of sweat, reached into her clothes, and said softly, "Xiaoxiao, do you miss me?"

Reaching out to pick the beauty's big snow pear, I felt the familiar fullness and softness coming over me, which made my heart slightly moved and I could hardly control myself.

After all, he has seen meat, so he would definitely feel a little greedy if he suddenly becomes a vegetarian.

Feeling the throbbing of the young man, Chen Xiao's face, which was as white as frost, blushed as clouds. She gently touched her man's palm, but she was already familiar with Jia Heng's intimacy, so she said softly, "Who would miss you?"

Jia Heng leaned close to the beauty's ear and whispered, "What has Chen Yuan been busy with recently?"

Chen Xiao said softly, "Qu Lang has already returned to the capital. The women of the Rong and Ning mansions should be fine. I have also asked the mansion not to go out without permission to prevent bad guys from secretly harming them."

Jia Heng hummed, and whispered, "Can you tell me about the child in Jinyang?"

He was not in the palace, so he could not see Emperor Chongping's true reaction, and whether he had become more suspicious.

Chen Xiao's face was as white as frost, and he said in a deep voice, "It should be Qiu Liang who was secretly watching you and found out what happened between you and the Princess's mansion."

"I guess it was last time when Jinyang took the child to see the Queen Mother, and that attracted Qiu Liang's attention." Jia Heng's sword-like brows were filled with a gloomy look, and he said, "It's been another year or two. It's been so long, it's time to find out."

Chen Xiao said: "She insisted on carrying the child to see the Queen Mother, which aroused suspicion."

"You can't blame Jinyang." Jia Heng frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and asked, "Why didn't you bring Qiu Liang out this time?"

Chen Xiaoqing's eyes seemed to flicker with coldness, and he said softly, "That's too obvious. I want to find a reason to get rid of this person."

Jia Heng said coldly: "I'm not afraid of thieves stealing, I'm afraid of thieves thinking about it. In this case, it is indeed a bit difficult to deal with."

Chen Xiao was just humming to himself when he saw the young man had already leaned close to his cheek. A warm and fiery breath filled his nose, and then there was a torrent of annihilation, carrying endless intimacy and love.

After a while, Chen Xiao's slightly handsome willow-shaped eyebrows, with a hint of water in her clear and bright eyes, felt the man behind her eager to move and try, and her heart was also sweet, and she said: "You are too pent up."

Jia Heng: "..."

Xiaoxiao's speech is becoming more and more blunt, but they are an old couple, so there is no need to hide anything.

Jia Heng stretched out his hand, raised it, and said, "Xiaoxiao, you are also..."

Xiaoxiao's eyes were filled with tears after not seeing him for such a long time.

Chen Xiao snorted softly, and a hint of shame and anger appeared in his sparkling eyes under his lush green willow-leaf eyebrows.

As Jia Heng spoke, he gently hugged Chen Xiao and whispered, "Xiaoxiao."

"It's still daytime, stop making trouble." Chen Xiaoyu paused, as if she was a little annoyed, and said softly.

Hearing this, Jia Heng had to stop climbing over the mountains and said softly, "Xiaoxiao, go take a shower and change your clothes."

Chen Xiaodai glanced at the young man with her beautiful eyes under her curved willow-shaped eyebrows, and thought to herself, is this guy starting to dislike her?

Jia Heng said, "Okay, I'll look at the map for a while and we'll talk about other things later."

Chen Xiao hummed softly, said nothing more, and went to take a shower.

Jia Heng didn't say anything else. He came to the desk, picked up the map of Korea, and thought about the next military strategy.

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North Korea, Wang Jing

The Qing army had occupied the city for three days. Teams of elite soldiers were patrolling the city walls with their weapons, and a large number of Jurchen soldiers were holding weapons and looking alert.

Ajige took off his heavy armor, put on a gorgeous brocade robe, and sat in the inner study that originally belonged to the Korean King Li Hao, chatting with the eight banners generals who accompanied him on the expedition.

In the past few days, Ajige has dispatched soldiers to attack Gangwon Province in the north.

Zu Zerun, the commander of the Han army flag below, said, "Your Highness, the Korean soldiers who surrendered in the city have been issued weapons and organized into teams. Please take a look, Your Highness."

Ajige's face was solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "Tell them that as long as they follow the Qing Dynasty, they will have no shortage of money and a good life as usual, but if they resist, their entire clan will be exterminated!"

Upon hearing this, Zu Zerun said, "I will go down and give the order right away."

Ajige asked again: "Is there any news from Aobai?"

Earlier, after leading his soldiers to rest for a day, Oboi headed south to attack the Han army reinforcements in Chungcheong Province.

The total number of troops from Jeolla Province, Chungcheong Province, Gyeongsang Province and other provinces was over 60,000 to 70,000. Under the banner of serving the king, they marched straight to the capital. After the death of Lee Ho, they had already supported Lee Ho's son Lee Jun as the Grand Prince, preparing to restore the country.

At this time, another Han general, Liu Zhiyuan, cupped his hands and said, "Your Highness, Commander Ao has only been gone for two days, and no military intelligence has been delivered yet."

Ajige frowned and said in a cold voice: "The Korean soldiers are a mob, so they are not to be feared. What I am afraid of is that the Han court's troops will unite with those rebels and attack our elite troops from both inside and outside. This is really difficult to deal with."

In other words, the one who was really worried was Duke Weiguo Jia Heng, because the previous war with Japan left a big shadow on this vassal king.

At this moment, a Jurchen officer from the outer room quickly entered the hall and said with a bow, "Your Majesty, the former councilor in the capital city requests to see you."

Ajige was surprised and asked, "Former Councillor? Who is this former councillor?"

It turned out that since the fall of the Joseon capital, the original Korean old and young people began to seek ways to protect themselves.

The excuse is to preserve North Korea's vitality.

As for the previous monarch, it was the former councilor.

Zu Zerun bowed and said, "Your Highness, this former councillor is named Gui Sizhe. His ancestors were also Han Chinese and were highly regarded by the previous monarch. Later, when Yi Hao ascended the throne, a new emperor appointed new ministers. After retiring, he was honored in the capital. Now that he has heard that the Qing Dynasty is punishing disloyalty, he has come to talk to Your Highness about the future and fate of Korea."

Ajige's eyes sparkled, and he said, "Then I will meet him later. North Korea has just regained its independence, and it needs an experienced and capable minister to take charge of the overall situation."

Just like organizations like the Maintenance Association are used to appease the people of a fallen country, Ajige is no fool in this regard. He also knows how to recruit old ministers from the Joseon era to temporarily appease the people.

Zu Zerun didn't say anything else, and then several eunuchs led an old man in a silk shirt into the hall.

Gui Sizhe was an old man with gray hair and an elderly face. He was in his early sixties. At this moment, he walked briskly and greeted Ajige and others.

"I, an old minister of Korea, Gui Sizhe, greet His Excellency Prince Ying of the Qing Dynasty. May Your Highness live a thousand years and a thousand thousand years." The old man said.

The old man's attitude was extremely respectful, and it could be said that he kept a very humble attitude.

Ajige extended his hand to support him and said, "Old sir, please stand up. Someone, please find a seat."

Although Ajige usually had a bad temper, he now needed the old man, so he behaved with all due courtesy.

"Thank you, Your Highness." Gui Sizhe thanked him and sat down.

Ajige looked at Gui Sizhe and said, "Old sir, the King of Korea broke his promise and colluded with the Han court to betray the former alliance. Our Great Qing Dynasty punished the people and reprimanded their king. Do you think it is wrong, old sir?"

The old man's face showed a thoughtful expression. He said, "Prince Ying, the King of Korea was fickle and broke the treaty. Now he has been punished by heaven and died for his country. I wonder what Prince Ying's next plan is? How will your country treat the hundreds of thousands of people in my capital?"

Ajige remained silent and said loudly: "Before, Korea was a vassal of the Qing Dynasty, so it will naturally remain a vassal forever. As for the Li family, they cannot rule Korea, so we should choose another capable person."

The statement that all of them were enslaved into the Eight Banners of Korea naturally could not be made public.

The first step is to find a puppet, and then slowly infiltrate and gradually take over North Korea.

The former councillor below, Gui Sizhe, frowned his gray eyebrows, and a look of joy appeared in his old eyes. He asked in a hoarse and old voice: "What can I do for the prince?"

Ajige looked at Gui Sizhe and said, "Old sir, you can stabilize the situation for the time being, and persuade the Korean officials in the side hall to surrender and serve the Qing Dynasty."

Gui Sizhe's old face was filled with joy. He bowed to Ajige and said, "I am willing to serve the Qing Dynasty at my utmost."

Ajige heard this and smiled, saying, "Old sir, please come to the side hall for a chat."

Gui Sizhe came to his senses, bowed, and then followed a young Manchu general to a side hall.

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Shanhaiguan, Huanxiling

In the early morning, the dawn was just breaking, and golden rays of sunlight shone on the half-green and withered grass. The autumn wind blew, and the grass became a little lower. A few wild rabbits pricked up their ears and ran away quickly.

Then, the sounds of horses neighing and armor colliding came from far away and startled the birds into flying in panic.

Jirgalang led nearly 6,000 elite soldiers of the Eight Banners, all of whom were cavalry, and came in a mighty force. Behind them, flags fluttered in the wind, covering the sky and the sun, and the army looked majestic.

They all wandered around Huanxi Ridge in Shanhaiguan.

At this moment, the cavalry of the Bordered Blue Banner was divided into several teams, monitoring the movements of the Han court's border troops to prevent the Han court from sending troops to intervene in the war between the Jurchens and Korea.

At this moment, in Weiyuan City built on Huanxi Ridge, Cao Bianjiao was wearing a white battle robe, bright silver armor inside, and a long sword hanging from his waist. His face was as white as powder, his eyebrows and eyes were long and thin, and his lips were as if painted with rouge. He was holding a monocular telescope in his hand and observing the enemy situation.

"General, the Jurchen Tartar troops are approaching." Deputy General Hao De at the side said loudly with a serious look in his shining tiger eyes.

Cao Bianjiao put down the telescope in his hand and said, "Pass the order, the cavalry will line up in front and defeat them."

Hao De's expression changed slightly, and he said, "General."

"Since the Duke asked us to go out of the border, it is to severely crush the Jurchens' fighting spirit. Now, our army can no longer hide in hiding." Cao Bianjiao said in a decisive tone with his eyes as bright as stars.

"Woo!"

Accompanied by the desolate and distant sound of the horn, the iron chain capstan turned, and the city gate creaked open.

Cao Bianjiao led his 8,000 cavalry out of the majestic city wall and charged towards the Blue Banner soldiers led by Prince Zheng Jirgalang.

At this moment, Jirgalang and the surrounding Jurchen officers sat upright on their saddles, their eyes full of disbelief, saying: "The Han army is not a coward, but has actually crossed the border."

The Jurchen officer standing by paused for a moment and whispered, "Your Majesty, the momentum of this cavalry should not be underestimated."

The army formations of both sides were like a black and cold spear, piercing through each other and cutting through thorns and brambles.

"Pfft!"

The sound of cold weapons cutting into flesh rang out one after another, accompanied by the screams and shouts of soldiers.

The brutal fighting in the cold weapon era was vividly displayed at this moment.

"Boom!"

The Han army knights on horseback, holding muskets and fire guns, fired continuously at the elite Eight Banners soldiers. Soon, blood splattered everywhere, and one could see bannermen falling off their horses one after another.

Jirgalang was suddenly panicked and at a loss as to what to do.

Because this situation was very rare in the past.

Then, a scene that surprised Jirgalang appeared. Many elite soldiers of the Eight Banners of the Nuzhen seemed unable to resist at all.

At this moment, Cao Bianjiao picked up a spear in his hand, and the cold light flashed like a star. At this moment, wherever he passed, he ruthlessly harvested the soldiers.

A lieutenant of the Qing Dynasty's Bordered Blue Banner, riding on a horse, wielded a saber in his hand, and rushed towards Cao Bianjiao with a roar.

"clang!"

A shining saber in his hand collided with the bright silver spear, sparks flew, and the saber broke in the middle, illuminating a ferocious face that was terrified and confused.

The leader was startled, but before he could react, he felt a pain in his throat and then fell into endless darkness.

There is almost no enemy that can match his gun!

Jirgalang's face was stern, and his bony hands tightly grasped the broadsword hanging on the saddle, his eyes cold and fierce.

At this moment, Cao Bianjiao seemed to have seen the middle-aged prince under the blue flag with a dragon embroidered on it, and roared, "Thief general, give me your life!"

Like an arrow, it pierced through layers of silk and flew towards the middle-aged prince.

Jirgalang snorted coldly, his face showing no fear at all. After all, he was experienced in fighting for a long time. At this moment, he went forward to fight with his long sword, accompanied by a group of personal guards.

"clang!"

The weapons collided, with a sharp "ding" sound, sparks flying, and the piercing scream was particularly clear on the battlefield.

Jirgalang's body was shocked, and he looked at the young general in white robe with surprise, but he saw that the young general in white robe had a heroic look on his brows and murderous intent in his eyes.

Then, the young general snorted coldly, and the force of his spear was like a torrential rain, endless and like a surging river.

After all, Jirgalang was an old veteran who was used to fighting. At this moment, he was waving a long sword in his hand like the wind, and the sword light was bright and blazing, as if it could strangle everything.

At this moment, Jirgalang was fighting with Cao Bianjiao with a spear. The two sides fought for twenty rounds, but there was no clear winner.

But at this moment, the Han cavalry had gradually gained the upper hand in the confrontation with the elite troops of the Eight Banners. Looking from a high vantage point, it seemed that they were already in a state of suppression.

As a veteran general, Jirgalang was naturally keenly aware of the changes on the battlefield and was greatly shocked.

The Han cavalry is indeed different now than it was in the past.

He was a little overconfident as he only brought 6,000 cavalry with him on this trip. As the enemy outnumbered us, we were already at a disadvantage.

Jirgalang swung the iron sword in his hand, deflecting the force of Cao Bianjiao's spear, and then made a powerful attack to repel Cao Bianjiao's attack. The personal guards beside him quickly resisted the attack.

He began to order the surrounding flag soldiers to retreat to the north.

"Clang!"

The sound of the gong blew loudly, and the soldiers of the Bordered Blue Banner retreated to the north almost like a tide.

Cao Bianjiao waved a bright silver spear in his hand, knocking down the surrounding soldiers one after another, took the bow and arrow from his back, drew the bow and shot at Jirgalang's back.

"Whoosh!"

The sound of an arrow breaking through the air was heard, making a piercing scream, carrying with it a chilling breath of death.

At this moment, Jirgalang, who was riding on a horse and running away with the reins pulled, heard a bad wind coming from behind him. He hurriedly wanted to use a trick to hide in the stirrups, but he felt a pain in his shoulder blade.

It was obvious that the arrow had penetrated the flesh and blood was gushing out.

Jirgalang turned around and gave the young general in white robe a vicious look, feeling extremely angry.

At this moment, the battle between the Han and the Tatars ended with the defeat of the elite Eight Banners of the Jurchens.

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The chase continued into the afternoon.

On the vast grassland, two teams of cavalry were chasing each other rapidly. The knights in the front, wearing blue bubble-studded armor and feather helmets, turned back from time to time, drew their bows and arrows, and shot at the cavalry chasing behind them.

In the rear, there were a large number of Han soldiers wearing fiery red uniforms and leather armor, who were also chasing with muskets.

"Boom!!!"

With the dense sound of muskets and the air filled with smoke, many of the elite knights of the Eight Banners on horseback groaned in pain and fell off their horses.

The Han knights on horseback also put away their flintlock muskets one after another. The afternoon sunlight shone on the blood-stained young faces, their spirits were high and their eyes were sharp.

"Captain, there are many ditches ahead. The Tartars may have set an ambush. We can't chase them anymore." At this time, a soldier spoke up.

The leading lieutenant looked stern and said in a deep voice: "Go back first."

Such chases could be seen everywhere on the grassland within a radius of sixty miles. Until the evening, all the news was gathered on the desk of Cao Bianjiao in Weiyuan City.

Cao Bianjiao looked excited. He looked at the battle summary and said, "It's getting dark. All troops should withdraw and return to the camp. Don't pursue us any more."

"Master Lu, report the victory to the Duke of Wei!"

Cao Bianjiao thought about it and gave the order.

He also wanted to see how the Duke of Weiguo, the great military god of the Han Dynasty, looked when he received the battle report.

It can be said that this young player has already regarded Jia Heng as his spiritual idol.

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(End of this chapter)