It was night on January 12, the 14th year of Kangxi reign in the Qing Dynasty.
Throughout the day, the Qing infantry around Zhuxian Town were working like crazy - using their crudely made shovels and shovels, they desperately dug trenches on the frozen, hard yellow soil, and then dug trenches again. Use the excavated soil to build a low earth wall. This thin line of defense composed of trenches and earthen walls surrounded Zhuxian Town, and was connected with four car barriers composed of shield cars, carts, and earth bags, forming a rope that bound the 100,000 Wu and Zhou Northern Expedition troops.
As long as this rope continues...or if the Wu and Zhou armies are exhausted after breaking free from the rope and unable to continue the Northern Expedition, then they will all be heroes of the Qing Dynasty.
And this meritorious service is not in vain, he is treated as a meritorious hero!
Most of the people who led the new Eight Banners infantry of the Qing Army to work together were old Eight Banners with Beijing registered residence. They were also a little impatient like Emperor Kangxi... That old boy Wu Sangui's Northern Expeditionary Army had already reached Kaifeng Mansion!
If they cannot be treated as Zhuxian Town, let them cross the Yellow River and break into Damingfu in North Zhili, then won't Beijing be under their sword?
Although these second and third generations of the Eight Banners are not as capable as their parents and grandparents, they all know the rules!
And Wu Yingqi, Wu Guogui, and Ma Bao in Zhuxian Town also understand!
We are all the same kind of people!
If Wu Zhou's army is allowed to invade Beijing, the disasters of the Tenth Day of Yangzhou and the Three Massacres of Jiading will happen again in Beijing... Therefore, the battle at Zhuxian Town will protect the country of the Qing Dynasty, and it will also protect the Qing Dynasty. The wives, children and children of these people.
When things have reached this point, those second- and third-generation Eight Banners have nothing they can't give up.
So throughout the day, they took the lead in digging the soil while cheering for the people below.
"The Emperor has decreed that as long as the rebels can be stopped, after returning to the army, not all the Eight Banners will raise their flags. After raising the flags, they will have to divide fields and houses in Shuntian Mansion and Fengtian Mansion... One person can divide at least two Ten acres of Shuntian Mansion land or five hundred acres of fertile land in Fengtian!”
"The Emperor has decreed that the first-level rebel who will be beheaded in this battle will be rewarded with twenty-five acres of land after returning to the capital!"
"The Emperor has decreed that those who died for the country or were seriously injured in this battle will be given an additional fifty acres of land as compensation in addition to carrying flags to allocate fields..."
"The fields in Shuntian Mansion and Fengtian Mansion are so fertile that everything you plant will grow well!"
Kang Mazi spent all his money this time. Not only did he use the land and real estate around Beijing to reward the new Eight Banners soldiers below, he even used the "Manchurian private land" in Fengtian outside the pass.
Of course, it won't work if you don't take it out. Jiangnan's money bag has been snatched away by Zhu Heji... The old Eight Banners can't even pay out their salaries, let alone the New Eight Banners?
Therefore, Emperor Kang Mazi had no other option but to distribute the land to his subordinates.
Fortunately, the previous national policies of the Qing Dynasty were aimed at reducing GDP and suppressing productivity, which left enough room for Emperor Kangxi's reforms - in the past, the black soil in the Northeast was enclosed for cultivation and was not allowed to grow. Development, this stupid national policy is really rare...
Stimulated by the raising of the flag and the division of land, and under the leadership of the old Eight Banner officers, the new Eight Banners became more motivated and worked hard all day long, sweating like rain. By dusk on the 12th, the earthen walls and trenches surrounding Zhuxian Town were finally repaired.
The old and new Eight Banners, who were almost exhausted, were either sitting against the earthen wall or sitting on the ground, holding a wine bottle in one hand and pinching the freshly made white flour steamed buns with meat in the other. They were eating like crazy. It smells good!
Just as they were enjoying this last supper, there was a sudden roar.
Then a shrill cry followed: "Shelling..."
Before the shouts ended, a dozen black artillery shells that flew through the air quickly fell from the sky and slammed into the Qing army's position north of Zhuxian Town!
Then, five or six of the cannonballs exploded with a bang, exploding into a ball of fire and a large cloud of choking smoke.
Before the smoke cleared, the second round of more violent shelling began immediately!
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Also this evening, heavy snow fell one after another on the Shahe River in the northeast of Beijing.
Although it's already mid-January on the lunar calendar, and it's supposed to be spring, the weather during the Little Ice Age is so unreasonably cold. The weather around Beijing these days has been even colder than last winter, with heavy snow falling like feathers non-stop. The sky was also terrifyingly gloomy. It was still evening, but it was almost as dark as late at night.
In this vast expanse, on the snow-covered land on the north bank of the Shah River, large groups of Mongolians wearing fur robes, fur hats, and riding short-legged horses appeared at some point.
There were so many of them that they almost covered the north bank of Beisha River. They were so densely packed that they couldn't even be seen in the darkness.
These Mongols are the followers of Prince Burni of Chahar!
They entered the mouth through Juyong Pass on the order of Emperor Kangxi... Kangxi's purpose of letting them enter was of course to attract him to Henan to help with boxing.
Although in Bumbutai's view, the Mongolian Chahar tribe is really unreliable! But now, in order to resist the fierce attack of Wu Zhou and Zhu Ming, Kangxi has absorbed a large number of even more unreliable Han people into the Eight Banners team...Chahar Mongolia is still part of the "Manchu and Mongolian country" of the Qing Dynasty. ah!
And in Kangxi's view, what Burni wanted was nothing more than the right to rule the Eight Banners on the left and right wings of Chahar... Just give it to him!
In the edict issued by Kangxi to Burni, it was agreed that after defeating Wu Zhou, the eight banners on the left and right wings of Chahar would be changed to Zasak banners, and these eight Zasak banners and Chahar banners would form the Chahar banner. Har League, with Burni as its leader.
Kangxi felt that with this benefit, Burni would happily work for the Qing Dynasty...otherwise, what else could he do? Become the Mongol Khan yourself?
You can’t do this even in daydreams!
With the power of the Eight Banners of Chahar and the Zhasak Banner of Chahar, if the Qing Dynasty really disappeared, how would they have any chance of survival when facing Wu Sangui and Zhu Heji who were like wolves and tigers? Even the Junggar tribe of Oirat Mongolia beat them as if they were playing...
These Mongols, the Manchurian Big Brother, treat them as a treasure!
But the two brothers Burni and Luobuzang don’t see it that way!
The two brothers are now standing side by side on the north bank of Beisha River, looking at the blurry scenery in the distance, and it seems that they can still see Yuan Dadu, which they both dream about...
The Mongolian horse under its crotch seemed to feel the owner's surging heart, and kept neighing in a low voice. Luo Buzang stroked his beloved horse and said to his brother with a smile: "This horse is also spiritual. It must know that the war flag of the Central Chahar Ten Thousand Households will soon be planted in Beijing again." The city is over...Brother, if our Central Chahar troops capture Beijing first, will our Yuan Dynasty be restored?"
Burni's expression remained motionless, and sharp waves flashed in his eyes. He stared at the dim sky in the distance and whispered: "The one who enters Beijing first will rule the world is the agreement between Wu Sangui, Zhu Heji and the heroes of the world... If we take Beijing, of course we must restore the Great Yuan Dynasty The world is over!"
He turned his head sharply and looked at the young Luo Bu Zang with stern eyes: "Luo Bu Zang, I will join forces with Yang Qilong to take down the Chaoyang Gate... When the time comes, you will follow with a large group of troops, and we will take it together. Go to Beijing! This opportunity came so hard... It has been three hundred years since our Golden Family was driven out of the warm and fertile Central Plains. Now we finally have the opportunity to re-enter Beijing and rebuild the Yuan Dynasty. We must seize the opportunity!
Even if I can only be the Emperor of the Yuan Dynasty in Beijing for one day... As long as I can be the Emperor of the Yuan Dynasty for one day, my reputation will resound throughout the Mongolian grasslands. Warriors will regard me as the reincarnation of Genghis Khan! "
After saying this, he waved his hand, then gave the horse a whip, rushed out first, and rode the horse onto the ice of the Shah River. Hundreds of Mongolian cavalry followed closely behind, crossing the Shahe River together, and headed straight for Beijing's Chaoyang Gate in the dim sky!
