Hetuala, as the place where the Qing Dynasty was established, was conquered without a fight. It was so easy that people were surprised and felt unreal.
Since this is the Manchu’s hometown, shouldn’t we fight to the end?
It was Mang Gurtai, a Manchu, who saw it more clearly.
"These are dissatisfied people, and they have no loyalty to the Qing Dynasty."
After everyone asked carefully, they suddenly realized.
Even though Hetuala is the place where the Manchu Qing Dynasty started, according to common sense, the Manchu Qing Dynasty should attach great importance to it.
But in fact, the Manchu Qing's attention was only verbal.
Over the years, the Manchu Qing's resources have always been limited, and most of them have been invested in fighting the Ming Dynasty.
Even if you want to pay attention to Hetuala, you are unable to do so.
Furthermore, compared to Hetuala, which was trapped in the wilderness, the prosperous Shenyang and Liaoyang were more popular among the Manchus.
Otherwise, Nurhaci would not have made Shenyang his capital.
Most of the Manchus have already moved out.
After all, no one is a fool. He can't live a good life, but he has to suffer in the mountains.
Under such circumstances, those who could still stay in Hetuala were themselves losers in the internal struggle of the Qing Dynasty.
They lived a life of darkness, and the spoils of Manchu victory and plunder were not theirs.
These people have no intention of being loyal to the Manchus to the end.
Seeing the powerful power of the National Defense Forces, they naturally chose to surrender happily.
"According to the opinion of the Central Committee, there is no need to cultivate farmland in the mountains here to avoid damaging the environment. Instead, industries such as timber, mountain delicacies, and minerals can be developed. The Central Committee will soon send people to figure out how to do this. In a word, We need to let people here understand that they can live a good life even if they live in the mountains.”
Although Bai Xiaoqi is the commander-in-chief of the Liaodong strategic cluster, he is also concerned about people's livelihood issues.
After hearing his message, Mang Gurtai, Luo Sihan and others were all very happy.
Luo Sihan even patted his chest and said, "We know exactly how many treasures there are in the mountains here. Everyone is willing to work if they can get what they need in life."
Bai Xiaoqi laughed loudly and gave the local Manchus another reassurance.
"You look down too much on the products in this mountain forest. This wealth can be exchanged for more than just daily necessities. Timber, ginseng, medicinal materials, minerals, and furs are all important resources necessary for the development of the country. From now on, the country will We will definitely pay attention to this.”
He revealed one more thing.
"I heard that the mountains here are rich in coal and iron?"
No need for Luo Sihan, Mang Gurtai asked in surprise: "The country plans to invest in construction here?"
Bai Xiaoqi obviously has some kind of mission.
"After the Ministry of Industry and the Ministry of Mines come to survey, it is expected to be launched. In the future, the construction of the entire Northeast region will rely on the resources here."
Mang Gurtai is different from the traditional Manchus. He has experienced a lot in the empire and has already developed his vision.
"That's great. People here will definitely be able to live a good life in the future."
In the process of empire expansion, every mineral resource discovered would make a large number of people rich. Over time, people have understood what minerals mean.
Mang Gurtai seems to have seen that tracts of steel plants and coal mines will rise on this land, and more and more Manchus are starting to live a new life because of the rich mineral resources.
The 7th Division stayed in Hetuala for five days, completed its rest and established military stations, and then advanced westward along the Suzi River.
Among the team, an old man became silent. After camping, I opened my suitcase and got ready quietly and solemnly.
That night, the camp was quiet, except for the old man who was excited.
Early in the morning, he got up impatiently and gathered the things he had prepared. After calming down for a while, he walked out of the tent.
But when he came outside and saw the situation clearly, the old man's eyes couldn't help but become moist.
I saw that everyone was already awake.
Different from the past, the entire army had washed away the fatigue of the days of march and put on the neatest and most dazzling military uniforms.
Countless wreaths stretched endlessly, being carried one by one by the soldiers.
And every soldier wore a black veil on his arm.
The muskets were polished and the bayonets reflected the sun.
Bai Xiaoqi and everyone else looked extremely solemn, as if they were brewing something.
The old man's eyes turned red on the spot.
Bai Xiaoqi stepped forward and supported the old man himself.
"Mr. Rizhang, you should be happy that we are back today."
The old man nodded repeatedly, held the things in his hands, and, escorted by Bai Xiaoqi and others, walked step by step towards the intersection of Suzi River and Hun River.
The mountains and rivers there are magnificent and the river valleys are wide. The green pines remain the same and the fallen flowers are colorful.
It was late autumn, and the sky was filled with red leaves, which seemed to be soaked in blood.
everyone……
Every Han Chinese...
When you come here, you will be overwhelmed by it.
Salhu!
After twenty-seven years, the Han people, the Han people's army, returned here.
This time, there was no crushing defeat;
This time, there are no heroes fighting to the death or blood-stained mountains and rivers;
This time, the Han people finally regained their territory.
Those ancestors who sleep on this land must be able to see this gratifying scene, right?
In that battle that year, the Han family began to decline and fell into the abyss.
Twenty-seven years later, a new dynasty came here again to comfort those regretful ancestors.
In full view of everyone, the old man walked alone to the foot of Touqin Mountain. Open the suitcase you carry with you and place the incense candles, paper money, sacrifices, and a broken and bloody broadsword inside one by one on top of the incense eucalyptus.
"Uncle, please open your eyes and take a good look! My nephew and Jun are back!"
The old man's surging cry echoed through the forest.
The trees in the forest swayed with the wind, and the splashing sound was like a tidal wave, as if they were responding to his prayers.
Du Wenhuan, courtesy name Rizhang, was born in Kunshan.
His uncle was Du Song, the commander-in-chief who was the first to die in the Battle of Saarhu.
Tens of thousands of troops stood behind the old man, more majestic than the green mountains and stronger than the ancient trees.
Only in this way can we prove to our ancestors that their long-cherished wish has finally come true.
"The salute is ready... to fire!"
"Gun salute ready, ten rounds, salute!"
Amidst the roar of guns and cannons, the blood and fire of that year finally achieved a perfect result. In the end, it turned into dust and earth, and formed eternity with the heaven and earth.
The death of Jiangshan began in Saarhu.
The rise of China also began in Saarhu.
One day later, the Seventh Division troops arrived at Fushun Pass.
As long as they pass here, the flat Liaohe Plain will be free for the Seventh Division to gallop at will.
At the top of Fushun Pass, a Qing army general looked at the overwhelming National Defense Forces. Although he was frightened, he was still shouting crazily.
"Today is the time for us to be loyal to the Qing Dynasty. I tell General He Luohui that my Li family has been loyal to the Qing Dynasty for generations and will never regret it."
This Qing general was obviously a Han, but he had a Manchu name.
His name is Gang Atai, Li Yongfang's third son.
Ironically, the Manchus guarding Hetuala surrendered happily. But the Han Li family who guarded Fushun Pass wanted to be the loyal dogs of the Manchus.
