Dominate the Country

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The heavens wept. After a few faint spring thunders, a precious spring rain fell on the night of the 12th. There was no light in the dark night sky, and raindrops fell from the sky.

This made the pursuit of the Fu Han Army have to be more cautious, especially when the news came from Wubaihu Town that the Qing army cavalry in Hexiwu suddenly came from the other side of the North Canal, forcing the Imperial Guard Brigade and the JS Army 1st Division and 1st Brigade, which had already entered the counterattack, to switch to defense again. The Qing army there also retreated to the northwest with the help of the Qing army cavalry that suddenly arrived.

Chen Ming issued an order for the infantry to withdraw two quarters of an hour after the raindrops fell. Even if the infantry was withdrawn, the pursuit of the Guangfu Han army cavalry was enough for the Qing army to bear. You see, less than two hours after Chen Ming's order was issued, the pursuit troops reported that they had found a big harvest in XH County - Agui's body.

It had been put into a top-level coffin. According to the captured Agui's second son Abida, the coffin had been arranged to be transported by a carriage and was to be transported back to BJ. Even if Agui was defeated, he was still the commander of more than 100,000 Qing troops before the emperor personally ordered. But the Fu Han army came too fast, and the people in the city were in chaos. Those people didn't have time to escape, so how could they care about Agui's body. So the body of the commander of the army lay in the coffin without being seen. When the Fu Han army that rushed into XH County found the coffin in the lobby of the county government, only Abida and two of Agui's followers were guarding the lobby.

One of the followers resisted fiercely and was shot dead by the Fu Han army that rushed in.

In the drizzle, the Qing army, which had collapsed, fled to BJ in a panic. Large groups of Qing infantrymen fled in panic on the vast plains from Xianghe to BJ, and many training troops and Zhili Green Camp took off their uniforms neatly, threw their guns and swords everywhere, and turned into "innocent" civilians.

Most of the Qing troops who desperately fled to BJ in the drizzle were bannermen and Mongolian cavalry, many infantrymen or cavalrymen without mounts. These people fell down step by step, their hearts were ashen, their faces were haggard, and all their expectations and future beautiful lives became gloomy with the undoubted defeat of this battle. Some people fell down and could never get up again, and some walked and cried loudly, kneeling on the ground and refused to raise their heads again. Even those defeated cavalrymen who still had mounts, riding on horses, were all dejected and listless.

When Helin regained consciousness, he found himself lying on a carriage. There was a strong smell of blood and stench in his nose, and there were four or five injured officers next to him.

Helin really didn't know how serious his injuries were. He was in so much pain all over his body that he couldn't move. His bones must have been broken. He didn't know when he would die, because he felt that he was dying, and now he was at least half dead. He had difficulty breathing. In a trance, Helin had an illusion that his "soul" was out of his body. He thought it was a sign of death!

Helin was afraid of death, at least he was unwilling to die now. In a trance, Helin had a dream. He dreamed that his mother, whom he had never seen with his own eyes, was so kind and loving. She brought him and his eldest brother Heshen to a place full of flowers, where fairies were flying in the sky, and there were countless fruit trees on the ground. Each fruit tree was full of fruits of different colors, and there were streams of clear springs...

There was a miserable scene in Tongzhou City.

This city, which is crucial to BJ City, can already see small groups of Fu Han Army cavalry outside the city. The number of Manchu cavalry in Tongzhou City is far greater than that of the Fu Han Army, but no one dares to step out of the city.

The East Gate of Tongzhou was flaunted by two small cavalry units of the Fu Han Army for a long time. They dragged two-jin and three-jin cannons and fired thirty or fifty cannons at Tongzhou. The gate tower and the East Gate were hit like a dog baring its teeth, revealing black holes. ,

The Fu Han Army was far from destroying the wall of Tongzhou, but they destroyed the "hearts" of all the Eight Banners of the Qing Army in the city. Hailancha still stayed in Tongzhou to accommodate the defeated soldiers, but the Qing Army did not repair the gates at all. They had lost the motivation to repair!

What to repair? What's the use of repairing?

It started to rain lightly, as if crying for tens of thousands of Eight Banners of the Qing Army. Standing high above the city wall of Tongzhou, Hailancha seemed to be able to see the depths of the eastern sky, the end of the rain curtain, and the battlefield covered with blood, which had now been soaked by the rain into a more thrilling red!

In the drizzling rain, the Eight Banners soldiers in Tongzhou stood blankly, all with pale faces.

Another day, the rain gradually became heavier, which was a bit lucky for the Qing army, because the pursuit of the Fu Han army was stopped by God. But the heavy rain poured down, and everyone in the city was still so uneasy.

Everyone was soaked, but what made their bodies tremble from the inside out was not the coldness brought by the rain, but the terror of the Fu Han army.

The dark clouds in the sky were as heavy as lead. The road was even more muddy, even the rammed official road. A group of defeated soldiers of the Eight Banners of the Qing army appeared outside Tongzhou City. Although the Qing soldiers in Tongzhou were in a very miserable state themselves, they could not help but shed tears after seeing the miserable condition of these Qing army's Eight Banners soldiers.

The military uniform on his body was in tatters, his cotton armor had been discarded, and he was covered in mud. He had to struggle for a long time to take a single step. The better ones still had a rifle in their hands, but it became a walking stick. More often than not, they were struggling to move forward with bare hands and numbness. The seventy-mile road from Xianghe to Tongzhou encountered rainy weather again. The road was muddy and there was probably no food in my stomach. They struggled to withdraw, and no one knew how many people fell down along the way.

Tongzhou City has accommodated more than 10,000 people in the past two days, and none of them were seriously injured. Those who were seriously injured were either killed by the Fuhan Army or died on the road.

Wen Fu arrived in Tongzhou at night. He was nearly fifty years old and suffered a lot. When he left the battlefield, he was hit by a stray bullet in the back. Although the cotton armor blocked most of the force, the bullet was still pierced into his flesh. He could not even ride a horse. He was carried back to Tongzhou on a stretcher by his own soldiers. . Seeing the tragic scene in front of him, Wen Fu's face was livid, but he didn't say a word.

While the entire Qing Dynasty was mourning and crying, the Fuhan Army was counting their spoils in a relaxed and happy spirit.

Chen Ming, Lianjun and Green Camp, doesn't care. What he cares about is the Eight Banners soldiers, the Manchu and Mongolian cavalry, and the new Eight Banners army.

According to the results of the Duji Battle, there were no less than 30,000 corpses of the Qing army on the main battlefield and the sub-battlefield [Shibaihu Village]. After deducting the worthless army training and green camp troops, including the Eight Banners and Mongolian Horses The number of infantry can be conservatively estimated at 20,000. Especially on the Duji battlefield, there were six to seven thousand people of the Eight Banners New Army alone lying dead on the battlefield.

In the two days and two nights of pursuit, on the seventy-mile road from Xianghe to Tongzhou, the captured Qing troops were not only Han but Mongolian, and the total number exceeded 40,000. This does not include the thousands of people killed by the cavalry during the pursuit.

Judging from the current situation, half of the Qing army's 150,000 troops have been eliminated. And among the remaining half, let alone Lianjun and Green Camp who escaped, even the Mongolian cavalry fled. And who dares to say that the Eight Banners soldiers did not escape halfway?

How many Qing troops are left who fled back to Tongzhou and BJ? Chen Ming thinks it won’t be more than 60,000.

…

Let time go back to yesterday.

When Wen Fu climbed to Tongzhou with difficulty, Wuqing County also ushered in a large number of Qing troops, but their identities were no longer warriors with swords and guns, but prisoners of war.

The heavy rain was pouring, and the flat field was filled with Qing soldiers rolling like mud monkeys. Their previous arrogant faces towards the people of Wuqing could no longer be seen. Now they are just piles of boneless worms, collapsing in the mud in groups. The heavy rain soaked everyone, and they all wanted to huddle up, but they still had to crawl towards Wuqing with great difficulty.

The Fuhan Army collected more than 50,000 shotguns and flintlock muskets on various battlefields after the war, and waist knives looked like tatters everywhere on the battlefield. After the defeat, the Qing army was no longer a soldier. Many people ran in the direction of BJ in a daze. After being caught up by the Fuhan army's cavalry, they fell to their knees with a thud.

The soldiers of the Fuhan Army who were escorting and transporting the sick and wounded also braved the heavy rain and passed through the defeated soldiers that covered the ground in groups. These victors were also very tired, but they had a lot of energy in their brows, because they were the 1st SD Army Division and the 1st GD Army Division who were left behind by Chen Ming to protect the army's supplies. It was not easy to encounter this battle, and to be left behind to protect the military supplies. Although it cannot be compared with charging forward, it is still very important. But their imaginary enemy, the Qing army cavalry in Hexiwu, swaggered past them, rushed to Shibaihu Village, and supported the retreat of the remaining Qing troops. The strength of the two garrison divisions did not receive any decent credit. Stand. Now they have arranged another task to escort prisoners and wounded soldiers, which is really frustrating. The sparkle in these people's eyes was in sharp contrast to the dull expressions of the Qing prisoners of war.

From Xianghe to Wuqing, then to Yangcunwu, to Beicang, to Yangliuqing, and to the TJ prisoners, the queue grew bigger and bigger, stretching from before our eyes to the end of the rain curtain, seemingly endless.

Along the way from Xianghe to Tongzhou, the flags of the Eight Banners of the Qing Army were filthy, abandoned in the mud, and stepped on heavily by pairs of feet.

This scene witnessed the complete collapse of an alien empire!

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Forbidden City.

In the silence of the night, Yongxun suddenly woke up from his sleep. He slept alone tonight. Even if he left his beloved concubine as a dowry, Talash did not summon him. There were no concubines or eunuchs around him, and his head was dripping with sweat. The water dripped from his forehead, and the long black hair was also wet. He gasped in panic, held his hands on his chest, and looked around in panic. He did not call anyone until he was sure that he had indeed had a nightmare and that he was still in the palace of Yangxin Palace. After finally calming down, Yongxun couldn't help but feel a surge of fear in his heart. He told himself that it was a nightmare, not reality, but the news of Agui's defeat had come, and it was entirely possible that everything in the dream would become reality. Yongxun didn't realize that his shirt was soaked with sweat.

Yongxun lay heavily back on the bed, curled up, his eyes were calm at one moment, ferocious at another, and full of fear at the next. Now he is not the supreme emperor of the Qing Empire, but just like the ordinary people who are frightened and intimidated, his curled up body is so helpless.

Yes, Yongcheng was helpless. Whenever he thought of "everything" in his dream, trembling would spread all over his body. Yongcheng buried his head deeply in the quilt, and trembled all over for a long time before stopping. It was just because the dream was too vivid and too real, because in that dream, the fate of the bannermen was too miserable.

The Fu Han Army easily captured Tongzhou City, and the capital was captured by them without bloodshed. Hailancha fled to Chengde with Yongcheng and tens of thousands of infantry and cavalry. However, the Fu Han Army that captured BJ was not satisfied at all, because the entire BJ city was moved away by the bannermen, whether it was the Forbidden City or the Old Summer Palace, all the precious antiques and treasures were taken away, and Chen Ming was very dissatisfied. Then he led his troops to attack the northeast, and Shengjing fell quickly. Only a few 200,000 or 300,000 of the millions of bannermen who had just settled in Shengjing fled to the north. The remaining bannermen were all captured by the Fu Han Army, and then the men were sent to labor camps, doing hard labor day and night, and their corpses were spread all over every place in China.

Under those wide roads and in those majestic fortresses, there were countless white bones of bannermen.

And the women of the bannermen, whether they were imperial concubines or ordinary bannermen, as long as they were beautiful, they were ravaged and played with, and insulted wantonly, becoming playthings in the hands of Chen Handang officials and nobles, and the lowest slaves under their hands..., including his own queen who was not outstanding in appearance but had a noble status, and also including the gentle and beautiful Hetala Jinxiu who was very favored by him, as well as Gao Jia and Xia.

Yongsheng was a very learned man. He knew what those things in his dream were in contrast to, which was clearly the Jingkang Change in history. That's how the Jin army insulted the Zhao Song Dynasty, and the Manchus called themselves the Jurchens. But Yongcheng knew that the Manchus were not the Jurchens at all. The Jurchens had been killed by the Mongols.

So will the debts of the past fall on the Eight Banners today?

In Yongcheng's extremely real dream, the Aisin-Gioro clan would be exterminated by Chen Han! All the men, young and old, were not spared.

The Fu Han army continued to fight northward, and the remnants of the Qing Dynasty who could not stay in the northeast fled to the grasslands in a panic. There were less than 50,000 people left in the clan. The Mongolian princes were unreliable under the general trend, and even the Korchin people ignored the Eight Banners. Those Mongolian ungrateful people not only did not worship the Eight Banners, but also fought against each other with swords and guns. The Qing Dynasty had a hard time on the grassland. Then the shameless Mongols led the cavalry of the Fu Han army to chase and kill, making the Eight Banners completely a thing of the past.

Trembling and fear filled Yongcheng's body. Because the dream he had was so real, as if he had really experienced it himself. After he was captured alive by the Fu Han army, he was put into a sack and trampled by the Fu Han cavalry. His entire body was rotten like mud. The pain of being shattered seemed to be transmitted to his heart through the "dreamland", and Yongcheng trembled violently.

When he thought of the humiliation and trampling that the Aixinjueluo family and the Eight Banners would suffer in the dream, as well as the misfortune that he would suffer, Yongcheng shuddered and couldn't stop shaking all over.

"Come here, call Fuheng and Mingliang to the palace! Quick, quick!"