"Mr. Cheng, the war is about to begin. We must stabilize the morale of the army!"
Zhang Fengyi, the Right Minister of the Ministry of War and Assistant to the Rongzheng of the Beijing Camp, was holding a hot meat bun, and his mouth was full of oil. When he heard that one or two thousand Jiannu cavalry were coming, he immediately reminded Zhu Chunchen nervously.
Zhu Chunchen also reacted immediately, and immediately raised his voice and ordered loudly: "Each battalion's deputy generals and staff generals should go back quickly... Bring your servants to watch the soldiers below. They cannot be allowed to cause chaos, let alone They escaped before the battle. At this time, all those who disturbed the morale of the army will be beheaded! In addition, you all have to hold on to me, no one is allowed to escape, otherwise no one can be saved by beheading and confiscating their homes! Everyone is safe in his place, my commander. Stay in the center and supervise the battle. Our camp is strong and the slaves and thieves cannot break through! As long as we persist for three days, the Ji Liao army will come.
Okay, no more talk, you all go ahead and tell the people below, this Commander-in-Chief has military orders, anyone who takes one step back will be killed without mercy! "
The lieutenants and generals who were having breakfast with Zhu Chunchen were all ordered to leave. Zhu Chunchen and Zhang Fengyi put on their armor together, left the compound, got on their horses, and ordered their soldiers to patrol the camp. The two soldiers had already raised the banner of Governor Rongzheng and Assistant Rongzheng to stabilize the morale of the army.
At this time, the most fearful thing is not how powerful the Hou Jin army is, but just a few thousand people... Even if there are several times more, they can't attack the fortress held by 50,000 Beijing troops. As long as these 50,000 Beijing soldiers remain in chaos, today's battle can be sustained.
If we carry on, the bad debts of the Beijing camp will be settled. Once the debts are settled, we will no longer be afraid... So in this battle, Zhu Chunchen is confident that he will lose 80,000 troops!
...
The place where Zhu Chunchen's 50,000 Beijing soldiers camped was surrounded by Wenyu River to the north and an open land with a vast plain to the south. The 2,000 cavalry led by Dorgon and Duoduo, relying on the cover of darkness, had already reached under the nose of the Ming army's camp before they were discovered by Ning Yuanbo's servant in the realm. The two sides engaged in a short and fierce confrontation. A group of Ningyuan Bo's family members, numbering only a few dozen, repelled the more than a hundred Mongolians sent by Dorgon to fight before the battle, and then all returned to the camp.
Because they wanted to bluff, Dorgon's men brought many leather drums and horns. Just when it was getting dark, the drums and trumpets began to be played. At the same time, Dorgon also ordered the Karaqin Mongols who were following him to tie freshly cut tree branches with leaves on their horses' tails and run around in the wilderness, creating the illusion that tens of thousands of soldiers had gathered.
After struggling until daybreak, Dorgon gathered more than 1,000 Mongolian cavalry and more than 500 taels of white flag cavalry, and began the first wave of bluff attacks... Of course, Dorgon did not intend to fight anything An incredible victory, he is here to fake defeat!
But he never expected that there would be people trying to rob this fake deal!
The first wave of offensive troops from the Hou Jin army had not yet engaged the Ming army, and Zhu Chunchen had already headed towards Beijing to report his defeat.
After patrolling the camp, they killed dozens of unlucky guys who wanted to escape, and had their heads carried with spears to the east, south, and west gates of the camp (there was no north gate because the north was Wenyushui) to shock people. Afterwards, Zhu Chunchen, Zhang Fengyi and Liu Kongzhao boarded a tall watchtower near the south gate of the camp and began to overlook the front line of the battlefield.
Seeing the Jin army's attacking lineup, Zhu Chunchen breathed a sigh of relief - there weren't many people, it seemed they were still mainly Mongolians, so don't be afraid. The Northern Barbarians are much worse than the Eastern Barbarians. Their bows and arrows are weak and cannot kill anyone, and they don't dare to fight hand-to-hand...
"Uncle Sincerity, please hurry up and get someone to write a report to the court, saying that we encountered a group of slave thieves on the banks of the Wenyu River. There were at least 20,000 slave thieves who attacked the headquarters camp at night... Although the soldiers of the headquarters were brave Killing the captives, but unfortunately the slaves are brave and numerous, so the headquarters suffered heavy losses, with casualties everywhere, and has fallen into a hard battle!"
Listening to Zhu Chunchen's nonsense here, Zhang Fengyi felt his cheeks get hot and said to himself: In the past, I heard that some people falsely reported their military exploits and described defeat as victory. It's good for you here. We haven't even fought yet, but we're already dead and wounded!
"My lord," Uncle Chengyi asked, "how much damage should we report?"
"Eighty thousand..." Zhu Chunchen felt a little anxious when he opened his mouth, so he changed his words and said, "Then I'll offer eighty thousand first!"
Well, we lost 8,000 yuan before the fight... Dorgon on the opposite side was really unlucky. He came to lure the enemy, but he was regarded as a "trading partner" by Zhu Chunchen to make false accounts! And there is nothing he can do about it, and he doesn’t need to sign to confirm it!
Encountering such an enemy, he would never be able to complete the task of luring the enemy in his lifetime!
On the Gyeonggi battlefield in late September of the first year of Chongzhen, more than one Zhu Chunchen needed to make false accounts. Zhang Weixian, the commander-in-chief of Changzhen, and his son Zhang Zhiji were also busy reporting losses to Zhu Youjian this morning. !
What a heavy loss!
He really lost the battle, near the entrance of Tianshou Mountain.
He couldn't just guard a castle like Shi Kefa. He had to protect the tombs of the thirteen emperors of the Ming Dynasty!
Although Changping City protects half of the entrance to Tianshou Mountain, there is still half a hole!
So Zhang Weixian had no choice but to send his son Zhang Zhiji to lead 15,000 Xuanfu soldiers to camp outside Changping City to block the entrance to Tianshou Mountain.
Unexpectedly, Huang Taiji sent troops to climb several mountains and set fire to Dingling near the entrance of Tianshou Mountain. This frightened Zhang Zhiji and hurriedly led his troops to return for reinforcements. Huang Taiji took the opportunity to launch a fierce attack and drove more than 10,000 Ming troops at the entrance of Tianshou Mountain into Changping City.
Now the entrance to Tianshou Mountain is shared by the Ming Army and the Later Jin Army... Huang Taiji can fight against him whenever he wants.
Zhang Weixian, who was defeated, had no choice but to write a memorial to plead guilty to Zhu Youjian, and while pleading guilty, he did not forget to settle the account... In the battle of Tianshou Pass, Zhang Zhiji lost less than 3,000 people, but the loss was fully compensated. Twenty-three thousand!
What a heavy loss, with corpses everywhere!
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"Long live the Lord, this is the report from the commander-in-chief of Changzhen..." The eunuch Chen Bingzheng, the eunuch of the Bureau of Ceremonies Bingbi, unfolded a memorial that had just been delivered to the Ming Emperor's presence in Yanqing Prefecture City by the night guard of Changzhen. After taking a look, I couldn't help but take a breath.
Zhu Youjian, who had been marching for days, was having dinner. It was a big bowl of rotten pork noodles. It was so delicious! While eating, he asked with a smile: "What? How much expenses did the British Gazette report?"
"Twenty-three thousand..." Chen Bingzheng said, "Including those killed in battle, captured, and escaped, as well as a few serious injuries!"
This Zhang Weixian still has experience and knows that not everyone can be reported dead, and he can't report too many serious injuries.
"Haha," Zhu Youjian smiled, "Okay, there are still 30,000 to die and to run away... Has the report from Duke Cheng come? He needs to do more." More deaths, more people running away, it’s not enough if you don’t have 100,000 or 80,000!”
Huang Taiji and Dorgon were really proud of themselves at this time. Together, the two of them defeated at least hundreds of thousands of people in the Ming Dynasty, which was even more powerful than the Battle of Saarhu.
"Long live Lord, did you really let them settle the account?" Qian Qianyi, a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy, also followed Zhu Youjian to Yanqing Prefecture. He had just finished eating noodles and asked while wiping his mouth.
"If I don't let them settle the accounts, why don't they get anxious with me?" Zhu Youjian smiled, "You have to make them feel that I won't kill them all! This is not the first time that Jingying has audited the accounts, but which time Isn’t it going to be the same in a few years? So those people are not afraid of checking, nor are they afraid of temporarily settling the accounts..."
Before Zhu Youjian, many emperors of the Ming Dynasty had reorganized the Beijing camp, but they all ended up the same. In Zhu Youjian's previous life, he also asked Li Banghua to rectify the Beijing camp, but it was still the same.
So he also knew that it would not be easy to succeed...but he still had to give Jingying Xungui a chance to settle the account.
Because there are still many people who need to settle their accounts, Zhu Youjian must give them a chance, otherwise he will make too many enemies, and he is not that powerful now.
Zhu Youjian thought for a while, and his expression became serious, "The cavalry in front of the messenger tent, start to rest now, and send troops in three days to kill Huang Taiji!"
