At the Qianqing Gate, Emperor Chongzhen was pacing back and forth in the hall with his brows furrowed and his face solemn. Wu Mengming stood aside with his head bowed, not daring to take a breath.
The Tatars actually captured the two counties of Miyun and Huairou in half a day, and then divided their troops on the east road to Pinggu. This was a formation where they were going to work hand in hand from north to south in a big net, catching both big fish and small shrimps. According to the latest intelligence The main force of the Qing army had already sent troops southward from Miyun and could enter Shunyi in less than half a day. How could this not alarm Emperor Chongzhen.
"In your opinion, can Shunyi be saved?" Chongzhen sighed, and Wu Mengming hurriedly said: "If the city is closed and defended, the Qing army will not have enough baggage to go south for two or two days, and they can still get reinforcements to rescue them. But at this time, the people are scared. , the military morale is low, and I am afraid that they will not be willing to defend."
"Surrender will lead to death, but defending may have a chance of survival. They should know that." Chongzhen sighed: "As long as they can get reinforcements... Hey, has Chang Yu sent troops?"
"I hurried into the palace as soon as I returned to the capital. I didn't know...Has Eunuch Chang come back?" Wu Mengming was surprised and then overjoyed, "It would be great if Eunuch Chang is here. It's great..."
When Chongzhen saw him looking like this, he couldn't help but smile: "Look, you have great confidence in him."
"That's right, Eunuch Chang is good at fighting. He will win whoever he fights. Now that he is here, that dog Tatar will definitely be defeated..." Wu Mengming knelt down and licked hard. Emperor Chongzhen nodded slightly and sighed: "I thought my Ming Dynasty would have to rely on a man at this time. I don’t know whether it is the Ming Dynasty’s misfortune or luck that the internal ministers are at home and abroad.”
"Your Majesty, it is a great blessing that the Ming Dynasty has Eunuch Chang. Otherwise, who would clean up such a mess at this time? Who among the civil and military officials in this dynasty has such ability?" Wu Mengming praised highly.
"You are his confidant." Emperor Chongzhen smiled half-heartedly. Wu Mengming felt a chill in his heart. Holy shit, I was careless. Jinyiwei and Dongchang were the two swords under the emperor. They could both cooperate and check and balance each other. Now the two swords are gone. They were too close, too intimate, and even married for a honeymoon. How comfortable would it be to be an emperor?
However, Zhu Youjian didn't have time to pay attention to his relationship with the young eunuch now. He was worried about the situation and was about to send someone to hear about Chang Yu, but he saw Wang Chengen walking over in a hurry and whispering a few words. Emperor Chongzhen couldn't help but glare when he heard this. : "He's actually sleeping!"
In the end, Wang Jiayan couldn't help but file a petition because he really couldn't figure it out and was angry.
It's fine now. Zhu Youjian was already irritable and restless. Hearing this undoubtedly added fuel to the fire. He immediately got angry and asked Wang Chengen to reprimand Chang Yu. Seeing his anger, Wu Mengming turned pale with fright.
"Wait a minute." Just as Wang Chenen was about to leave after receiving the order, Emperor Chongzhen suddenly stopped him and said, "Let him sleep more."
"Your Majesty, the Tatars have already..." Wang Chengen said softly.
Chongzhen interrupted him: "Chang Yu traveled thousands of miles for the rest of the month. He first defeated the Qing army outside the pass and then went south to suppress the bandits. He worked almost non-stop. Even a man of iron cannot hold on. If he collapses, the Ming Dynasty will be in danger. Let the Ming Dynasty be in danger. Let him rest more."
Wang Chengen nodded in agreement, and Wu Mengming resigned and left. He knew that what Emperor Chongzhen said just now seemed to care for Chang Yu. Even if the Tatars were about to attack the city, he would give him more rest. It could be said that he loved him to the extreme, but in fact he only knew Chang Yu too well. , knowing that he must have a countermeasure, otherwise his character would not be so lazy. Emperor Chongzhen was just taking advantage of the situation to show outsiders.
After leaving the imperial city, Wu Mengming went straight to the Dongchang Yamen. He didn't say anything for more than a month. As for the young eunuch's so-called sleeping without seeing guests, he believed that it was just to prevaricate others, and the commander of the Jinyi Guards would still lose face to Mr. Wu.
Sure enough, when Wu Mengming arrived at the Yamen and before he had time to open his mouth to report, the officer on duty saw him and immediately rushed towards him, with a face full of enthusiasm: "Master Wu is here, please come quickly, please come quickly..."
"Master Governor, you are still resting, will you disturb me?" Wu Mengming was a little flattered, and he also said: "Master Wu is too outsider, your relationship with the factory governor... Hehe, you are not an outsider, the factory The Governor has already told me that no one will be seen except you and the Emperor..."
Wu Mengming felt so sour, wishing that Wang Jiayan was around to see it. This was the noodles. Of course, after a while, he stopped thinking about it. He even regretted delivering it to his door.
The weather was gloomy but not chilly, and all the thirteen external gates of the imperial capital were blocked. Refugees from all directions were pouring in from outside the city early in the morning, trying to come in from outside and leaving from inside. It was a hustle and bustle for a while, and the guard on duty was in a state of chaos. The soldier was so anxious that his voice was hoarse.
It was not until the Jin Yiwei ordered the south city to close the middle Yongding Gate, the right An Gate to enter the city, the Zuo An Gate to exit the city, the northwest two cities to prohibit entry and exit, the east city to enter through the east straight gate, and the west gate to exit, and the rest were closed, order was under control.
At half noon, the gates of Anding Gate and Desheng Gate in the North City were opened wide, and all 20,000 soldiers and horses from the Beijing Camp and the Guards came out. The people rushed to tell each other: The imperial court sent troops to fight the Tatars...
But I heard someone in the army snorted coldly: "It's just out of the city for training." The people who heard it were stunned at the place. What kind of training is there at this time?
The common people couldn't understand it, so you can imagine how angry Wang Jiayan was, but as Chunxiang said, Chang Yu was ordered to supervise the troops and horses of the capital. Although he was the governor of the capital, he had to obey orders honestly.
Although he was extremely exhausted after not practicing all night, Wang Jiayan still insisted on leaving the city. He wanted to see what was different today. Why did he say he wanted to see blood? Whose blood was he going to see? Was he going to scare the monkeys?
Two groups of troops left the city. The Beijing camp was led by Wang Jiayan himself, while the personal guards were led by Tang Potian, the chief guard of the East Palace. After the two led their troops out of the north city, they walked a few miles westward and saw hundreds of cavalry arrayed in the wilderness. They were waiting for them with murderous intent.
It was the fourth battalion under Dongchang's command. Wang Jiayan saw it clearly and understood a little bit what Chunxiang meant by what he just said. I'm afraid this training is really different.
There are 20,000 elites mobilized by the emperor's personal guards and the Beijing camp. Last night's training in the rain was a warning to them. After more than an hour, no one's legs were weak.
But that's just the beginning, just the beginning. The real devil's instructor is coming and will bring them a different experience.
The officers and soldiers who had rested for the night had recovered their physical strength and were slightly nervous waiting to leave the city to meet the enemy today. After Li Muxian drank buckets of chicken blood last night, they no longer had the fear and numbness that they had when they first heard that the Tatars were coming. I was also aroused for a while.
To their surprise, when Shi Jin'er left the city, he was not facing a battle. Many people secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It was better to train more tiredly than to die. However, they soon learned that there is a saying that life is worse than death.
Twenty thousand people lined up in the wilderness. Wuzhong was ordered to give the Beijing camp the first field and the personal guards the second field. Each was given a flag with a white skull on a black background, which was intimidating.
"Beijing camp, personal guard, the emperor's army, has a big name. Wherever you go, there are people like five or six men, but they are all in the capital. When you go out of the capital, you are nothing. To put it bluntly, you are a fool. It’s considered light, but it’s just a bunch of losers.” Hu Ling rode up to the front of the queue and sneered and cursed, which immediately caused a storm and caused the soldiers to whisper and look dissatisfied. Wang Jiayan's face was ashen.
"What the hell are you yelling about?" Tu Yuan shouted and spurred his horse out of the battle. He swung the long knife in his hand with murderous intent, like a god coming down from the earth. He was tall and tall and had a loud voice. He roared and could be heard for miles. Suddenly, there was silence below. : "If you are not convinced, you can come out and do it. You can fight in groups if you are single. If you are a man, don't hold their crotch between their pants and whine at the girl."
"A bunch of idiots who are worse than eunuchs, do you expect them to be men?" Hu Ling laughed loudly, and then everyone in the four battalions of Dongchang burst into laughter. Wang Jiayan clenched his fists and his whole body began to tremble.
These words are too insulting. These days you can call them idiots and pussies, but if you say they look like eunuchs, that is simply a slap in the face. It would be like going to the army in the future and saying they look like Cai Moukun. Like a deer.
Who can bear it anymore.
But these people really can't stand it!
It’s not that they are cowards, it’s that they are self-aware. The four battalions of Dongchang all followed Chang Yu from Taiyuan, Guanwai, and Baoding to fight for the battlefield with mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Everyone has that kind of self-restraint and murderous spirit. The momentum makes these Caigua dare not look directly, let alone have the courage to challenge.
Of course, the most important thing is that they are really lacking in blood.
I thought I would just tolerate it for a while, but I didn't expect that the people from the Fourth Battalion of Dongchang went too far. They took turns insulting and humiliating them, and kept using all kinds of obscene and obscene words. They even directly provoked, pointing at their noses and asking if you have a seed. , Dare to fight?
But clay figures also have a certain temper, and finally someone couldn't help but humiliate them and challenge them. The fourth battalion readily accepted the challenge. Wuzhong, Chen Wangting, Qiao Sanxiu and other Dongchang masters fought fiercely in one-on-one battles. No matter whether it was a team of dozens of people, they fought in groups. There are still hundreds of groups, which are more competitive than cavalry and shooting. The four battalions randomly mobilize their troops to deal with them, and they brutally torture their opponents.
Wang Jiayan's face changed from blue to one of complete defeat. The men he had carefully selected and trained for several months were so vulnerable. The combat power of the four battalions under the little eunuch was so domineering. Only then did he realize the huge gap. He was a warrior. They are just watchmen at the door.
Feeling sad but still a little dissatisfied, Wang Jiayan asked dozens of his soldiers and servants to go into battle. As a result, Laojiu of the Black Wolf Battalion led only more than ten people and beat them to the point of howling like ghosts. Wang Jiayan finally let out a long sigh and admitted defeat.
The Fourth Battalion's attacks were dark and ruthless, and everyone who took advantage of them had bruises on their noses, swollen faces, and bleeding. But if you think this is what Chunxiang calls blood, then you are underestimating Hu Ling and the others.
After beating and subduing these raw melons and eggs, the soldiers of the fourth battalion drilled 20,000 horses in batches, practiced some formations, and gave orders. Not long after, it was already noon, and they ordered people to prepare food and rest.
After they were full of water and food, the assembly horn sounded, and Tu Yuan walked up to Wang Jiayan with a smile: "Master Wang, there is a bit of blood behind him, are you sure you want to continue watching? I heard that you stayed up all night, why don't you..."
"Why do you think I have never seen blood?" Wang Jiayan particularly disliked the commanders of Dongchang Fourth Battalion. They were all rude, domineering and arrogant.
"Okay, just watch," he said, winking at Jia Waixiong.
Jia Waixiong rode out into battle and said, "Look, your training is like children's play. It's meaningless. If we want to play, let's play real." Everyone was surprised and confused. What was the point of playing it? They wouldn't kill the Tatars now.
They only guessed half of it right. Jia Waixiong did ask them to kill the Tatars, but not as regular troops, but to intercept and kill the Qing army's Tanma!
The Qing army was searching everywhere and had arrived in Shunyi last night. As expected, it should have been several miles around the capital at this time, and it was just in time to train troops.
The Gongzi camp and the Black Wolf camp led the first field, and the Black Tiger and Black Panther battalions led the second field. They hunted the Qing army's detective horses within a thirty-mile radius of the capital. The two men and horses competed to see who could kill more. The one who killed the Tatars would be ranked first. Ten taels of silver reward.
The morale was immediately boosted. They were not fighting regular troops, they were just hunting and hunting horses. With so many people and the leaders of the Fourth Battalion of Dongchang, what should they be afraid of? Besides, there was such a high silver reward. The morale of the soldiers was boiling. Even Wang Jiayan was eager to try. , I didn’t feel sleepy at all.
A moment later, 20,000 officers and soldiers were divided into several groups under the leadership of the Dongchang Fourth Battalion, and the training began.
