In the eleventh year of Chongzhen, on December 14, at noon, the sun was in the middle, the sky was bright and the cold wind was not strong.
In Jize County, Guangping Prefecture, in the military headquarters of General Gao Qiqian, the general soldiers from Guan Ning were gathering together. Although they did not go to Julu to rescue Lu Xiangsheng, they were extremely concerned about the war there.
However, the sentries they sent did not dare to go far away, let alone spying on the Julu battlefield, they did not even dare to go out of Jize County. They only wanted to patrol back and forth within dozens of miles around the camp.
Gao Qiqian sat behind a large desk at the top, with brewed tea placed on the desk. He looked at a group of general soldiers below, but he was thinking about the situation over there in Julu.
In his mind, he thought that Lu Xiangsheng's army and horses were defeated by the Qing army, but also hoped that Lu Xiangsheng would block the Qing army from the front for him. It was really contradictory.
Since the evening of the 10th day of the lunar month, when he received Lu Xiangsheng's handwritten letter asking for help, he had been pondering in his mind whether and when he should go to Julu.
His original intention was to hope that Lu Xiangsheng could hold on by himself. When the Qing army retreated, he would lead the army to Julu to rescue them and cut off some heads at will.
In this way, there is no risk, and you can gain military glory. You can also write a letter to impeach Lu Xiangsheng for the defeat of the army to demonstrate your merits.
Gao Qiqian was enjoying himself here. On both sides of his head, Guan Ning and other generals were chatting easily. They were talking about the weather, the scenery, and women.
But no one mentioned the war at Julu dozens of miles away. It seemed that the Qing soldiers and the Xuan army there had been selectively forgotten.
Thinking of the beauty, Qian Qian raised the corners of his mouth with a look of satisfaction. He couldn't help but laugh out loud, but he didn't care at all.
Miyun Commander-in-Chief Tang Tong and Jizhen Commander-in-Chief Bai Guangen looked at each other and exchanged meaningful glances.
From the tenth day of the lunar month, after Gao Qiqian received Lu Xiangsheng's handwritten letter asking for help, their hearts were no longer calm. They knew the Qing army's combat power best, after all, they had been confronting them in Guanning for so long.
In their hearts, they were afraid of the Qing army, so they were worried that Gao Qiqian would be moved by Lu Xiangsheng's letter asking for help and foolishly rush to fight the Qing army.
Later, seeing Gao Qiqian throw the letter aside without even looking at it, everyone felt at ease. Only Wang Tingchen, the former commander-in-chief of the garrison, felt silent in his heart. He once mentioned the giant deer war. Before he finished speaking, he was distracted by Gao Qiqian, and he couldn't mention it again since then.
Now that the Lord Supervisor is unwilling to send troops, these general soldiers are even more confident and of course even more reluctant to move. What's more, there are at least 60,000 Qing soldiers in Julu. It's no joke. Who dares to go?
Even if Wang Tingchen really has a loyal heart, from the commander-in-chief to the commander-in-chief of each town, he has no intention of sending troops to Julu. If he leads the army alone, let alone what he can do with thousands of troops and horses. use?
For the single charge of sending troops without military orders, even if the Battle of Julu were won, with the abilities of Gao Qiqian and Yang Sichang, and the degree of favor they received in front of Emperor Chongzhen, Wang Tingchen's life might not be safe!
Gao Qiqian was unwilling to move, but Guan Ningjun was too happy to move. From this, a strange sit-in war formed.
Dozens of miles away, Zhang Cheng, Lu Xiangsheng and other Xuan troops were fighting a bloody battle with the Qing army. Here, tens of thousands of Guan Ning's troops were sitting in Jize, watching quietly as if watching a play.
This is the serious style of the various warlord forces in the Ming Dynasty. In the future, new warlord forces will be formed one after another in the Ming Dynasty. They no longer have any loyalty to their family, country or world, but only how to protect themselves and how to collect money and food. It’s just killing good people and taking credit.
At this time, in the late Ming Dynasty, the fallen literati in the court and the military and warlord groups in various places were like a bastard versus a mung bean. The eldest brother did not laugh at the ugliness of the second brother.
They were submissive to Chongzhen and the powerful minister Gui Jue, and they were obedient and submissive. They were like wolves and tigers to the poor people, and they were greedy for life and afraid of death when facing the Qing army, which was more ferocious than them.
They even trapped friendly forces in danger without caring about each other, and dragged the Ming Dynasty to the edge of collapse, just to protect their own small selfish interests.
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Today, the generals did not discuss any major matters in the Gaoqi Sneaking Coil, just routine discussions. But when he was about to let the generals disperse, suddenly, a sentry who stayed late all night rushed in like a mourning concubine. , howling loudly:
"Supervise the army, supervise the army, big things are bad, big things..."
Gao Qiqian looked grim and scolded in a sharp voice: "You are so anxious and angry, why are you so flustered?"
That night, he knelt down at the foot of the camp with a panicked expression and said: "Julu's Xuan army has been defeated, and the Tatars have disappeared!"
As soon as he said this, it was like a thunder in the plains. Everyone in the camp exploded with a bang, and everyone started talking in panic.
Gao Qiqian sat there with a dull expression, blinked his eyes and murmured: "Where have you gone? Where have you gone?"
He stood up suddenly, his hands trembling on the table, his eyes widened and he asked sternly:
"Xuan's army was defeated. How did you know that? Where did the soldiers go? Tell me quickly..."
That night, I was at a loss for a while, and hurriedly said: "The boys were scouting around Nanhe. When camping in the wild last night, they encountered the soldiers of the Shanxi Town Army who had escaped. From their mouths, we found out what the slave thieves knew. Xiang, but I don’t know…”
Ye Busuo said: "He also said that Governor Lu has been martyred, and the lives and deaths of the military gates in each town are unknown. The Xuan army has all fled, and not a single one of them is left alive."
Gao Qiqian was stunned, and there was silence in the cabin.
Suddenly, Gao Qiqian shouted sharply: "Quick, quick detective! Our family wants to know where Luqi is? Where..."
At this time, several night guard knights covered in blood shouted strangely, rolled and crawled into the shaft, and shouted in shock: "Supervisors, slaves and thieves... tens of thousands of slaves and thieves have arrived. A few miles to the north...Come to Jize...you can reach it from time to time..."
The expression on Gao Qian's face solidified. He could no longer hold back the fear in his heart and fell heavily back to his seat.
Wang Tingchen, the former general of the garrison, stood up in a hurry and said: "The slave bandits are attacking. Please dispatch the prison army quickly. We will definitely be able to hold on to the camp, defeat the slave bandits, and ensure the safety of the prison army."
Gao Qiqian ignored him, stood up suddenly, and seemed to use all his strength to scream and shout: "Hold on, our family doesn't want to die here! Go, go, go!"
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Gao Qiqian only brought a few close followers to protect him. Rushing out of the camp first, tens of thousands of Guan Ning's troops hurriedly broke out of the camp and fled in panic.
In the vast wilderness to the southwest of Ji Ze, smoke and dust billowed everywhere. Countless cavalrymen from various towns in Guanning fled. They galloped in all directions, panicking and beating their horses hard, trying to make themselves escape as fast as possible.
Behind them, Qing soldiers wearing various armors chased south and north, shouting and screaming, causing panic among the Guan Ning troops.
"Our army has won a great victory. I never expected that the armies of Guan Ning in the Ming Dynasty would be so vulnerable!"
On the field, a sea of Qing military flags spread out. Under several large banners woven with gold dragons, Dorgon, Hauge and others looked at each other and laughed.
