In mid-November, it rained lightly in Pizhou.
The city wall that was once filled with rammed earth and masonry was now completely made of masonry. After two or three months of hard work, the task was finally completed.
After some transformation, Pizhou City barely took the form of a fortress, which was a blessing among misfortunes.
In fact, as a large canal city in Huaibei, it was destined to face the threat from Shandong the moment it was captured.
The moat is five feet wide and three feet deep. The city is more than four feet high. The other side is adjacent to the Yellow River. At any time, the city is high and the pond is deep. It can be called a strong city.
But at this time, Zhao Guangyuan climbed to the top of the city, holding the sword with his right hand, his brows furrowed, and he was not sure of victory.
Outside the city, densely packed canals were seen, and a large number of trackers were dragging them, sweating like rain.
There were countless Qing soldiers who disembarked, and Pizhou was soon besieged, leaving only the banks of the Yellow River.
After all, the Yellow River is different from the canal. The water flow is turbulent and turbid, and it is not suitable for gathering boats, so we enter Huangdun Lake from the canal and then approach Pizhou.
Although Pizhou is far away from the canal, if Pizhou is ignored, there is a risk of cutting off logistics.
Therefore, as the first battle of the southern invasion, this war must be difficult.
"Jiannu is not easy to deal with."
Zhao Guangyuan thought about his heavy responsibility of defending for ten days, and couldn't help feeling afraid.
Although he could escape due to the natural dangers of the Yellow River, the mission was compromised because he was afraid that he would not be able to please the imperial court!
According to Li Jingwu's strategy and the purpose of the imperial court, the strategy for the north was to insist on strengthening the walls and clearing the country on the one hand, and to intercept them layer by layer on the other.
In other words, on the nearly thousand-mile journey from Huai'an Prefecture to Nanjing, whether it is to defend the city or block the canal, in short, it is necessary to stop its soldiers and horses.
"It seems Akito is well prepared!"
Prince Zheng Jierhalang has a general belly, a thick beard, wide ears and a round nose, making him look honest and steady.
As the younger brother of Nurhachi and the son of Shuerhaqi, Jirhalang is in charge of the Xilan Banner and is the backbone of the Eight Banners.
Because he was raised by Nurhaci and had a close relationship with Huang Taiji, he was the only branch prince among the Eight Banners clan princes.
In view of this, Dorgon was not afraid that he would threaten his position and asked him to replace Azig and become the commander-in-chief of the south.
"The people of Ming Dynasty are treacherous but weak in strength. This city can be conquered in two or three days."
On the side, Dorobel Lekdehun looked at Pizhou City with anger in his eyes, as if he wanted to devour it.
"With the red artillery, Pizhou City will naturally not be able to hold on."
On the side, Prince Su Hauge said with disdain.
He galloped across Shandong without any enemy. Although he was suppressed by Dorgon, he was still rough and stubborn.
He even chuckled at night about Dodo's death.
When Jierhalang heard this, he smiled slightly and said, "We will definitely win this battle, and we must win beautifully. I wonder which of the two of you is willing to be the vanguard?"
"I'll do it!" Haug yelled.
Luck Dehun on the side was naturally not to be outdone and shouted: "Let me do it!"
Jirharang stroked his beard and showed a satisfied smile.
Luck Dehun was the grandson of Daishan and Dorgon's confidant. When he was deposed from the imperial throne, he became a subject of Hauge.
As a banner leader, Hauge naturally looked down upon his former subject, Luck Dehun, who was now in his twenties.
The tit-for-tat confrontation between the two is obviously essential.
As a coach, his main responsibility is to be impartial and mediate conflicts.
"Hauge, if you are older, give it to Luck Dehun!"
Jirharang looked at Hauge, whose face turned red, and couldn't help but say.
Hauge looked around and saw the expressions of the generals, and then he reacted awkwardly.
I am earning merit from the next generation!
"Hmph, since uncle said it, can I still fight with the kid?"
Hauge shook his sleeves and said in a deep voice.
"The final general will live up to his high expectations!"
Luckard patted his horseshoe sleeves and knelt down on one knee.
Wu Sangui lowered his head and listened to the two chattering in Manchu without saying a word.
He, the King of Pingxi, looked like a county king like King Sanshun, but in fact he did not have half the weight of his words as Luck Dehun, the Baylor.
The eyes of Hauge, Luck Dehun and other people glanced at him from time to time, which made him tremble with fear.
After hearing a few words from Jierhalang, the two started fighting, and he cursed in his heart:
This veteran wants to preserve the strength of the blue flag!
As expected, the Han Army Flag, as cannon fodder, came on stage immediately, followed closely by the Meng Eight Banner.
"There are no Han people driving us!"
Luckard looked at Pizhou City with a gloomy expression.
In the past, there were actually no people in Fuying's siege. The Han people were really well prepared.
You dare to give me a strong wall and clear the field. How brave you are.
The artillery was instantly set up and headed straight towards Pizhou City.
Years of experience in sieges allowed the Manchu and Qing dynasties to proceed unhurriedly.
The dozen or so artillery pieces were not aimed at the city, nor at the female wall, nor at the city gate, but directly at the middle city wall.
In other words, it is to attack only one point, and after the city wall collapses, directly enter the city with cavalry and abandon the infantry.
But other soldiers and horses did not stop, but took the opportunity to continue filling in the moat.
Luck Dehun did not rely entirely on artillery. He rode on horseback and constantly patrolled the surroundings, hoping to find weaknesses when the artillery showed its power and break through the city wall.
This is the Manchu Qing's foot, cavalry, and artillery, all three working together.
Facing such huge pressure, Zhao Guangyuan felt a little uncomfortable for a while.
"Let the fleet be hidden, and don't let the Manchus discover it."
He made arrangements in advance.
At this time, outside the city of Huai'an Prefecture, Li Dingguo and Gao Yigong were training cavalry. Although it was fun, they felt particularly uncomfortable.
"The Manchus have moved south, but we are still training here!"
Gao Yigong couldn't stop himself and shouted: "It was a piece of stone at the beginning. If I hadn't been careless, how could I have failed?"
"President Li has his own plan!"
Li Dingguo said in a deep voice.
Gao Yigong was stunned for a moment, and just as he was about to speak, he saw Li Dingguo's footsteps quicken and his voice came:
"But his plan is not my method, Li Dingguo's."
"Sitting around and waiting for the enemy to come is not the kind of battle I want to fight."
In this way, Li Dingguo broke into the Tongzhi Yamen and said directly:
"The cavalry in the Beijing camp are already familiar with riding skills. If they continue, they may not even be able to defeat the infantry."
"Why is this?" Li Jingwu was stunned.
“When a man is full and a horse is fat, how can he be brave?”
"What do you want to do?" Li Jingwu narrowed his eyes. He felt that this person's tone was unkind and there was something in his words.
"Send troops to help Pizhou!"
Li Dingguo cut the gold and cut the railway.
"I have decided on a strategy. Pizhou only needs to defend for ten days. There is no need to rush for reinforcements."
Li Jingwu frowned: "Besides, what can you do with these three thousand cavalry?"
"Can do a lot of things."
Li Dingguo said in a deep voice, then turned and left.
"How dare you leave Shanyang County without my military order?"
"You are the commander of Huaihai, and I am the commander of Jingying. It seems that you cannot control me."
Li Dingguo turned around and said calmly.
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