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next morning.

With a sound of "Ouch", a Hou Jin soldier fell from his horse and fell on the cold ground.

Dorgon looked back, there were 30 people when they fled last night, now there are less than 25, everyone's face is full of exhaustion, and everyone's face is full of panic.

He ran non-stop all night, because he fled in such a hurry that he didn't even bring a map, and because of the dark clouds covering the top, he didn't know if he was going in the right direction. He didn't breathe a sigh of relief until he saw the river at dawn.

Daling River.

After crossing the Daling River, it is the Houjin control area.

It was the twelfth lunar month of winter, the river was frozen, and the wind was howling, blowing Dorgon's loose hair from his temples.

He didn't know what was going on with Huang Taiji, Duoduo and others. Given the situation at that time, he couldn't care about anything else. He could only hope that Huang Taiji would be lucky and succeed in breaking through like him.

The children of Chongzhen were so rampant that they had the guts to cross the Great Wall, and the cavalry marched straight into and destroyed the base camp of the Karaqin tribe. This kind of thing was unthinkable in the past.

With resentment, amazement, fear, anxiety... all kinds of complicated emotions, Dorgon clamped his horse's belly and ran towards the river. When he was approaching a sparse forest, he suddenly heard the sound of dead branches breaking from the side. There was a sound, the sound of shouting and killing, black shadows rushed out one after another, and dozens of bright long knives came against the wind.

Dorgon never thought that he would be intercepted and killed here. Were those Ming soldiers belonged to dogs? It seems that he will not give up until he drives them all to death.

"Lord Belle, let's block those Ming troops, you go." A general drew out his horse's scimitar, and looked at the fifty-odd cavalry rushing towards him with death-defying eyes.

Knowing that time was running out, Dorgon could not hesitate, so he took a deep look at the general, slapped the horse's belly, and ran towards the river ahead.

"Kill!" Pianjiang raised his scimitar and took the lead in rushing towards the pursuers.

This group of people no longer wanted to kill the enemy, they just wanted to stop the Ming army from pursuing them for a while.

Dorgon came to the river amidst the long neighing of the war horse and the shouts of the bannermen, wrapped the cotton cloth used for sneak attacks on the horse's feet, took the reins and walked onto the ice, slipping three steps at a time, very embarrassed Go to the other side.

The Daling River is several hundred meters wide. Even if it is not the flood season, the distance from the west bank to the east bank is more than 200 meters.

Dorgon led his horse across the Daling River. Looking back, more than 20 riders who fled from the Karaqin tribe were all killed. In the howling wind, a scarred man got off his horse and looked across the ice. he.

He knew that he was safe, because the opponent had no intention of pursuing, and that should be the last ambush of the Ming army against the Hou Jin army.

Of course, even if the opponent wants to chase, they still need to consider whether they can retreat completely, because the front is the actual control area of ​​Houjin.

On the other side, Lu Jianxing, the new deputy of the Jinyiwei Qianhu, walked up to Lin Yue with the blood-stained Yanling Saber: "Your Majesty, should you chase or not?"

Lin Yue didn't answer this question, but stretched out his hand to the side: "Bring my bow."

A personal attendant took off the longbow tied to the horse's belly and handed it over.

Draw the bow and set the arrow, force through both arms, draw the string to aim and let go suddenly, the movement is done in one go.

With a whoosh, the arrow pierced through the air and hit Dorgon's right rib.

This is the result of his active avoidance.

At a distance of nearly 300 meters, the bow and flat shot hit the target. This ability is no more than that of the most skilled warriors on the grassland.

In fact, during the retreat, Huang Taiji suspected and guessed the identity of the scar-faced man. If it was really the troublesome Emperor Chongzhen of Ming Dynasty, then Houjin would be in danger.

Dorgon didn't have time to think about it, let alone draw the arrow, endured the pain, got on his horse, and ran eastward as fast as he could.

"pity."

Lin Yue looked at Dorgon's back and said "It's a pity", turned around and mounted his horse, and walked slowly along the river with his horse's head, as if he didn't intend to continue chasing and killing the only surviving prince of the Aixinjueluo family in this war.

Lu Jianxing looked at the other side and shuddered, this emperor... is a bit strong.

Ding Xiu walked past him carrying the seedling knife: "'What a pity'? I think the emperor let the water go..."

...

at dusk.

Outside Xiping Fort.

Zu Dashou glanced at the several heads hanging from the roof of Mr. Lu's car. In addition to admiration, he also had fear in his heart. It seemed that the emperor's idea was not to let the Jurchens be wiped out.

On the city wall of Xiping Fort, the Ming army was throwing down the corpses of the Houjin army. Although he led 10,000 Guanning troops north into Liaodong, he was caught off guard by beating Houjin, but it was the eagle envoy who decided the outcome of the battle. Those heads.

Huang Taiji, Hauge, Duoduo...

The 100,000 Houjin army that attacked Daming was wiped out. The emperor, Zhubeile, and princes were all beheaded. It is no wonder that the Houjin soldiers who defended the city had fighting spirit. You must know that the elites of the Houjin Eight Banners were taken away by Huang Taiji, Xiping Fort Many of the garrison troops are surrendered soldiers from the Japanese, Mongol and Ming armies. They have no idea of ​​avenging the Great Khan at all. They will follow whoever is strong, and follow whoever is in charge. This is their way of survival.

Yesterday, the Guan Ning army attacked the city for a day without any results. Today, after launching the second wave of offensive, the Jin soldiers could no longer hold back. In the end, Tabai took less than a thousand people and fled north to Shengjing.

"My lord, I have received a letter from the rear. Governor Yuan has already brought 20,000 elite riders to Jinzhou, and will arrive at Xiping Fort tomorrow."

When Zu Dashou came back to his senses, General Wang nodded to show that he knew.

"Received another message from the messenger, the emperor ordered... to massacre the city."

"What? Massacre the city?"

"Yes, the emperor ordered to kill all the Jurchen and Yuanmeng ethnic groups in the city, no matter men, women, old or young."

Zu Dashou's liver trembled, he thought how much the emperor hated those Tartars.

...

The sixteenth day of the twelfth lunar month.

The setting sun outside Shengjing was like blood.

Lin Yue stood on the top of Mozi Mountain with his hands behind his back, looking at Houjindu City in the distance.

Yuan Chonghuan, Hei Yunlong, Zu Dashou, and Man Gui stood at the back and leeward, talking in low voices about what happened in the past few days.

"I heard that Dorgon and Tabai are in charge of Shengjing now." Hei Yunlong said: "If the emperor's arrow was more accurate."

This is not a complaint, but a hope, because hitting a moving object with an arrow at a distance of more than 200 meters is an amazing thing in itself. Let alone he can't do it, how many people like this can be found in the entire Ming Dynasty?

Yuan Chonghuan glanced at the increasingly lonely back in front of him, and said in a low voice: "Do you think Dorgon is lucky? If he hadn't fled back to Shengjing, what we saw would not be what we see now."

"What's the meaning?"

Hei Yunlong and Man Gui looked puzzled.

Yuan Chonghuan drew a circle with his hand, and then compared a decapitation action: "With all efforts, gather and wipe them out, the emperor is determined to destroy the entire Jurchen family."

Zu Dashou couldn't help shivering when he thought of the order to massacre the city that his Guanning Army received after capturing Xiping Fort.

Lin Yue knew what they were muttering there, but he didn't care. In the official history, when Huang Taiji broke through Xifengkou, Yuan Chonghuan stood still for a few days, and then hung behind Hou Jinjun's buttocks. He can understand the starting point of doing so.

Attack Shengjing to encircle Wei and rescue Zhao. I am afraid that Huang Taiji will go east to Shanhaiguan. Let's go head-to-head with Huang Taiji in the pass, the Guanning army he brought here is only 30,000 people, and if they fight all the old ones, Daming is still in danger. The so-called clever woman can't cook without rice, and if she can't think of a trick to defeat the enemy, she can only use the city defense to consume the enemy. After all, the pass is the hinterland of Ming Dynasty.

It's different now. Huang Taiji's 100,000-year-old golden cavalry has all been sent away in the pass, and the pressure on Guan Ningjin's defense line is gone. Why don't they take advantage of the momentum to counterattack Liaodong? Is there any time left for the Tartars to recuperate?

Lin Yue didn't look back, looked at Sheng Jingcheng and said, "How many days?"

Yuan Chonghuan knew what he wanted to ask, so he hurried out from the leeward place, clasped his fists in both hands, and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, now my Daming cavalry has surrounded Shengjing, and the Horqin, Aohan and other tribes have been exterminated. In danger, Lin Dan Khan of the Chahar tribe, who was suppressed by the Houjin, took advantage of the situation. The Mongols would never come to this muddy water. 4,000 fine cavalry were dispatched to the north, advancing towards Liaoyang, and in my opinion, Dorgon Tabai is already a turtle in the urn, so there is nothing to worry about, the army only needs to surround and not fight, and Shengjing will be conquered in half a month."

"Half a month... that's too long." Lin Yue said, "The order will go on and the city will be attacked at midnight tomorrow. After the city is broken, all the Jurchen and Yuanmeng people in the city will be slaughtered. But one person escapes. I will cut off your head."

Yuan Chonghuan shuddered, and said in his heart that it was just as the civil servants in the court said, the current emperor is murderous.

"Your Majesty, I beg your pardon to speak frankly, will this arouse the enemy's determination to resist? Increase the difficulty of breaking the city?"

Lin Yue turned his head, looked at the people below and said, "Whether the city is broken or not is not determined by the determination of the Tartars."

After saying that, he walked towards the tent down the mountain.

...

Two days and nights.

approaching midnight.

Wang Qian trotted to the front of the latrine with a gun in his hand, and kept beating on the broken door, trying to get the person who occupied the pit out, and then heard a string of curse words in Manchu.

This is the world of the Jurchens, so Wang Gan can't afford to offend him, so he can only find another convenient place.

When he found the nearest corner, he found at least a dozen "comrades" squatting in front of him.

If one person has diarrhea, he can still say that his stomach is not good. If there are two people, it can be said to be a coincidence. If there are three people, it will be a bit dramatic. Now there are more than a dozen squatting. What does it mean?

There was a problem with the evening meal.

It happened when the Ming army besieged the city!

He could only hope that wasn't the case with all battalions.

Just after the prayer here, Wang Gan noticed something unusual in the sky. As the southern sky burst into a mass of red fire, there seemed to be subtle brilliance scattered above his head.

He was holding up his trouser belt, and was about to ask the people in front if they had noticed this situation, when he suddenly heard a bang, and the Dongfang residence caught fire.

Boom~

Boom~

Boom~

Explosives continued to detonate, the flames soared into the sky, and the flames spread in the city, and then there was the sound of the general calling for the fire to be put out.

In just a few breaths, the ground began to vibrate, light waves flickered in front of the city wall, and cannons roared.

Someone called the police and told the defenders to return to their posts quickly, and the Ming army came to kill them.

The Ming army carried out the siege battle in the middle of the night, and many officers and soldiers in the city ate their stomachs. I heard that even the generals leading the troops were recruited. Could it be...

A somewhat frightening thought flashed through Wang Gan's mind. Looking at the long spear thrown aside, it was neither convenient nor inconvenient.

At this moment, he heard whistling above his head, and a ray of light passed before his eyes, and with the next breath, he flew out with a ball of flames, hit his head against the corner of the wall, twitched a few times, and became silent.

In the distance, accompanied by flames constantly exploding from the top of Shengjing City, the Ming army under the night swarmed towards the city wall like a tide.

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