"Where's your luck!"
"You, all the powerful countries in the world have changed their fate against the will of heaven, but you only stole the fate of Middle-earth!!"
"You've been blessed with three hundred years of luck!!!"
Li Yunze, wearing golden armor and holding the Yongle Sword, walked on the battlefield where corpses littered the field.
The emperor followed closely behind him, and many civil servants and generals stood respectfully beside him.
At this moment, Li Yunze, who personally defeated the main force of the Tartars, truly established his authority.
This kind of authority can never be understood by emperors who are better than the hands of women in the palace.
After exhaling, Li Yunze suddenly pulled out his sword and pointed it at Qingtian, muttering to himself, "Bullshit luck."
The Little Ice Age in the late Ming Dynasty affected the whole world.
The European countries changed their national destiny through the Age of Discovery and have since embarked on a fast track.
But the former thousand-year-old boss failed to change his destiny and was knocked down into the abyss.
Today, Li Yunze broke this so-called destiny.
Huang Taiji, known as the son of luck, was defeated.
"Long live."
Wen Tiren, whose beard was trembling, took the lead and saluted, "Long live my congratulations!"
The civil and military generals came to their senses, saluted in unison and responded loudly, "Long live my congratulations~~~"
The Tartars, who had been causing trouble to the Ming Dynasty since the Wanli Dynasty, were defeated this morning.
Although the statistics of the results of the battle have not yet been released, it is certain that the main force of the Tartars has been annihilated.
After the catharsis, Li Yunze felt dull.
He took back the Yongle Sword and turned around and walked towards the Tartar camp.
The camp was in a mess, with various captured materials and livestock scattered everywhere, and a large number of prisoners were detained here.
"Long live."
Zhao, who was the first to rush into the Tartar camp, saluted, "There are many people from Liao who are slaves in the camp..."
"Who are the common people?" Li Yunze paused upon hearing this, "This is a military camp, where do the common people come from?"
"Long live the people of Liao who were enslaved by the Tartars before..."
Li Yunze squinted and sneered, "You took the initiative, right?"
Sun Chengzong, who recognized the meaning of Li Yunze's words, hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Long live, these are the people of the Ming Dynasty. Our incompetence has caused the people to fall into the hands of the Tartars, so what have we got to do with them."
Li Yunze waved his hand silently, "Let the Jin Yiwei identify them carefully and don't let those who surrender to the Tartars be confused as the people of the Ming Dynasty."
If they were the people captured after Hou Jin entered the customs, Li Yunze would definitely recognize them.
But before the Tartars entered the customs for the first time, they were beaten to pieces by him.
At this time, the so-called common people in these military camps are undoubtedly slaves who surrendered to the Tartars.
Those who did not want to be slaves had either been slaughtered long ago or fled to Dongjiang Town or the pass.
Sun Chengzong was still trying to persuade him, but he was pulled hard by Wen Tiren on the side.
Wen Tiren shook his head slowly, signaling not to go against the emperor at this time. The era when the emperor hid in the palace and civilian officials ruled the world has passed.
This is the immediate emperor, and any advice to him to do good deeds is nonsense.
"Long live, I captured the fake dragon flag and gold seal in the camp, and there are countless documents."
The Ming Dynasty never recognized Hou Jin, so Huang Taiji's dragon flag and gold seal were naturally fake.
"Collect the statistics and put them away, and present them to the Ancestral Temple after returning to Beijing." Li Yunze walked into Huang Taiji's tent and walked around with his hands behind his back.
Although Hou Jin had not yet gained momentum at this time, Huang Taiji regarded himself as the Great Khan, and everything in the Chinese army's tent was in accordance with the rules of the Great Khan.
This time the army was so defeated that they really didn't even have a chance to tidy up the bed and quilts.
Looking at the yellow silk quilt embroidered with dragon patterns, Li Yunze turned to look at Luo Yangxing, "Where did this satin come from?"
"Long live the return." Luo Yangxing immediately responded loudly, "Think it was smuggled away by profiteers from the border."
The main threat has been removed, and it is time to put those maggots that were not touched before on the schedule.
Li Yunze and Luo Yangxing sang in harmony, and everyone around them knew who they were pointing the finger at.
If nothing else, when the emperor returns to the capital, a large number of people will be in trouble.
After leaving Huang Taiji's tent, Li Yunze, holding the Yongle Sword, casually asked, "Have you found Huang Taiji?"
"Long live, he was not found on the battlefield. He must have been rescued by the thieves. Governor Zuo's side said that he was unlikely to be able to catch up and capture him."
Li Yunze paused and looked to the north. "Let's recuperate for a few days. Let's go to Shenyang City! Also, don't move those prisoners for now. I will use them when we cross the Hun River."
Everyone's hearts tightened, knowing what the emperor was going to do.
As expected of the Immediate Emperor, he is really cruel.
A few days later, the left governor Mangui, who had been pursuing all the way, returned with the Ming army's cavalry brigade.
At this point, the Battle of Daling River has come to an end.
In this battle, the combined forces of the Tartars and Mongols invested a total force of nearly 70,000, and captured more than 30,000 in battle formations and pursuits along the way.
Not counting the coolie slaves in the camp, the total number of prisoners must be more than 20,000.
In addition, many Tartars were lost on their way back to Shenyang City due to illness, cold, hunger, getting lost, encountering wild animals and other reasons.
It is estimated that less than 10,000 people can actually escape.
The Ming army captured hundreds of Tatar princes and dignitaries at all levels, including several banner leaders such as Hauge, Abatai and Manggurtai.
The weapons, armor, flags, tents, food, grass, livestock and other materials that were seized were piled up like mountains.
The Ming army lost about 7,000 people, including some wounded, mainly soldiers from the Shenshu Camp.
Because they controlled the battlefield, the wounded were treated, unlike the wounded Tartars who had no place to run.
None of the main generals were lost, and the highest-ranking general was a general from the Shenshu Camp.
Whether from a tactical or strategic perspective, the Ming army achieved a complete victory in this battle.
After the repairs, the Ming army with high morale broke out of camp and marched northward, advancing to the bank of the Hun River, which was only dozens of miles away from Shenyang City.
Li Yunze held a memorial event here to recall the soldiers of the Ming army who were killed in the bloody battle of Hunhe River.
Many prisoners of war and many generals from Guan Ning's army were left on the shore to be dedicated to the Ming army soldiers.
The news spread to Shenyang City, especially the new tower standing on the shore, which shook the whole city.
For a moment, people were panicked. If it hadn't been for the cold weather and nowhere to go, they would have started fleeing on a large scale.
Huang Taiji felt like he had had a long, long sweet dream.
In the dream, his fortune was booming, he continuously defeated the Ming army, and entered the pass one after another to plunder countless people and materials.
Later, he even completely defeated the Ming army's field mobile army at Songshan Fort, and took over all the territory outside the pass. He was only one step away from entering the pass and dominating the world.
In the dream, he was seriously ill, and when he was about to vomit blood and die, he opened his eyes in a daze.
"The sweat is awake, the sweat is awake~~~"
The shouts made Huang Taiji gradually wake up, and he recognized Zhezhe and Bumubutai wiping tears beside the bed.
"Khan, you finally woke up."
Memories from the past flooded into his mind like a tide, and Huang Taiji recalled that his army was defeated by the Daling River.
The whole army collapsed, even Hauge was gone.
He struggled to sit up and asked eagerly, "When is it?"
"Great Khan, it's already three o'clock in the morning."
"Confused!" Huang Taiji coughed angrily. "I'm asking, how many days have you been back?"
"It has been thirteen days since the Great Khan returned to the palace." Bumbutai was smart and explained aloud, "Er Beile said that the Great Khan had been on the way back for five days after he passed out before the formation."
"Eighteen days, more than half a month." Huang Taiji's heart tightened, "Where are the Ming troops..."
'Boom boom boom~~~'
The roar coming from a distance outside the palace caused his expression to change dramatically.
Huang Taiji knew very well that this was the sound of artillery.
"Great Khan." Bumbutai explained again, "Two days ago, the Ming army laid siege to the city."
In an instant, Huang Taiji's whole body froze, as if he had been struck by lightning.
"Zhu Beile discusses politics." His hands kept shaking, "Did you choose to defend the city?"
"yes."
When Huang Taiji heard this, he fell limply on the bed, "It's over, it's all over."
After the disastrous defeat, Hou Jin could choose to retreat to Hetuala, or he could go to North Korea and go to the grasslands. After all, it is freezing cold now, and the Ming army cannot stay in Liao for too long.
The only thing you can't choose is to defend the city!
The princes and ministers who got the news rushed over one after another.
Daishan reported the bad news as soon as they met, "Lao Ba, Lao Wu didn't leave when he evacuated."
Huang Taiji had no interest in paying attention to Mang Gurtai's affairs. He panted and plugged his bleeding nostrils with cotton. "Why do you want to defend the city?"
"The city wall of Shenyang is tall and strong, and the defense equipment is complete." The one who spoke was young Duduo. Since the troops and horses in his headquarters did not suffer much loss, his voice now greatly increased. "All the men in each Niulu have been recruited into the army." . We have enough manpower and we will definitely be able to hold it. As long as it snows heavily, the Ming army will inevitably retreat if they can’t bear it anymore.”
When the Tartars send out troops, each group usually draws one out of three, that is, one out of three men goes out to fight.
This battle at Daling River was crucial, and Huang Taiji chose to draw one from two.
After the defeat, all the men from each Niulu were taken away to replenish the army. At least on the surface, the size of the army was restored to tens of thousands.
"The Ming army has artillery." Huang Taiji coughed twice. "No matter how strong the city defense is, can it withstand the bombardment? You said the Ming army will leave when it snows. What if they don't leave?"
If it were Huang Taiji, he would have encountered such a God-given opportunity and be able to trap all the enemy's forces in a city, and they would not leave even if they killed him.
He believed that the Ming emperor who dared to conquer the city himself would never retreat until Shenyang City was conquered.
Faced with the inquiry, the princes and ministers were silent.
"Great Khan." At this time, Dorgon was helping. "We were forced to have no choice. A few days ago, Fifth Brother and the others were all disposed of on the bank of the Hun River, and they even built towers. We wanted to sue for peace, but Fan Wen But Cheng was driven back with his ears cut off. If we don't defend the city, what can we do?"
After speaking, he looked at Bumbutai with burning eyes.
"Yes, sweating profusely." Duduo, who felt a little high-spirited, spoke up again, "It's freezing and snowy. If we run away with our whole family, let's not even talk about whether we can run away. Even if we run away, we will die of cold and hunger. . Might as well defend the city."
Huang Taiji was keenly aware that with the heavy losses of each banner, the Dorgon brothers were obviously a little overwhelmed.
If it weren't for the Ming army outside besieging the city, it's hard to say that he wouldn't even have a chance to wake up.
"We will be finished together soon. We are still fighting for power."
For a moment, all thoughts were lost.
The ending has been decided, and Huang Taiji doesn't want to say anything more.
Just as he was about to drive people out, a slave came outside to report, "The Ming Dynasty has sent envoys."
