Chapter 222 Subtle Change

The two Liao areas have a fertile land of thousands of miles. After decades of cultivation, especially since the middle and late period of Huang Taiji's succession, we have paid more attention to the consolidation of the foundation. With the hard work of countless people, the endless fields have come to harvest.

There is no military difficulty in conquering the two Liaos, especially after the death army came, it used thunder or even bloody means to ensure the redistribution of wealth. Within just a few months, the wealth here had been transferred to the creators. The so-called Qing Dynasty had already been considered a tower that was shut down, and a large number of Han people must obtain social wealth. This is also what the commander has repeatedly told, and it is the basis for the stability of the two Liaos...

Especially the redistribution of land, this is a very important issue, and the army to die must be completed.

As the supreme commander of the Front Army, all Cheng Zidong had to do was to use force to ensure the smooth progress of this matter.

Shengjing, the central place of the Tatars, was already in chaos before the death army officially captured it. You could see the fire in the city from a distance, and the red color of steaming like the sky.

"The Tartars are going to destroy everything and make a battle of both jade and stone." Everyone saw the fire. It seemed as if they saw the last madness before the Tartars' death: "Intensify the siege."

After ordering, the battle becomes more and more intense.

At dusk on the third day, the army to die opened a gap on the front of the battlefield, and finally tore through the city defense of the Tartars, and the army rushed forward...

The city defense is broken, but it does not mean that the battle is over, or that the battle has just entered a truly tragic stage.

Street fighting has always been the final resistance of one side. Although this face-to-face resistance is fierce and bloody, it can no longer change the overall situation. In addition to allowing the battle to continue to increase casualties between both sides, it can only drag the battle to a more cruel situation.

For Jirgalang in the city, it is no longer important to be cruel and bloody street battles. As long as you can get time and get time for your tribesmen to retreat south, it is enough.

The shouts of killing were clearly heard, Jirgalang still looked like iron, holding a handle in his hand and gathered with some individuals: "Closing all streets and blocking the enemy..."

"Prince, the army to die is in great power, and our people can't stop it."

Jirgalang: "If you can't block it, you must block it. As long as you can get time, our children and women can continue to retreat."

That's it, and the truth is the same, but strength is no longer allowed.

The fierce army to die has already come in. Although they are still resisting in the form of street fighting, every street and every house must be fought one by one, but the general trend has already gone.

"Those who stayed are the heroes of the clan, and they are fighting for the last line of opportunities for our descendants. If we stayed, we were ready to die at any time. No matter how many hundred years we have a chance to rise, what's the harm in dying a hundred times?" Jirgalang's face was particularly hideous in the flames, and he roared and shouted: "Furdun."

"Father." Jirgalang's eldest son was only fifteen years old, and the child was holding a big gun in his hand.

"You protect my left wing,"

"yes."

"Jidu."

Jirgalang's second son was also fifteen years old: "Father."

"You guys protect my right wing."

"yes."

Jirgalang shouted loudly: "This battle is related to whether our tribe can continue to survive. You and I need to be prepared to die in battle. No matter what, we must block the road and drag the enemy down. Without my orders, those who take a step back will be killed."

"yes."

It has to be said that Jirgalang's street fighting did delay the progress of the army to die. Although the troops of the army to die and the Mongolian army have broken the city, it is difficult to complete actual control in a short period of time. On the crisscrossing battle line, the two sides are fighting to the death.

Because of the familiarity with the terrain, the Tartars could flexibly advance and retreat, while the Dead Army and Mongolian troops had to clean every street and every building with difficulty and slowly.

The number of casualties soared, and Cheng Zidong was really annoyed: "Change artillery and bombard it immediately whenever there is resistance, regardless of military and civilians. The resisters will kill immediately."

The army to die will push the city forward.

The small iron cannon played its due role in this type of battle. In order to avoid more casualties, whenever the Tartars use the terrain to resist stubbornly, they directly mobilize the small iron cannon to bombard it.

Although the iron cannon is small, it is absolutely easy to bombard such a civilian building. After a few cannons, no matter how strong the house is, it will fly across bricks and tiles, and it will turn into ruins in a moment...

In any case, the situation of destruction cannot be changed. Jirgalang mobilized all the population in his family, regardless of whether men, women, old or young, resisted them all, and no one could make plans to survive.

Although Jirgalang also has a surname of Aisin Gioro, in the true sense, it is no longer a close branch. (Compared with Nurhaci's direct lineage, Aisin Gioro in the article refers specifically to Nurhaci's descendants, and the following are similar.) But now, he is already the highest figure in the Qing Dynasty. When the Qing Dynasty perishes, he will have to die with him and leave the opportunity to survive to the new power. As long as all these old-fashioned forces are destroyed, the pursuit of the dead army will not be so urgent, and there may be a last glimmer of hope...

"Prince, the enemy has been surrounded from the left, retreat quickly..."

Since the left wing has been broken, Jirgalang knows very well what the outcome of his eldest son R&F will be.

The Jirgalang family gave birth to several daughters in succession before the eldest son came to life, so they were still young. How much effort did Jirgalang devote to his beloved son? Now his son is likely to have died in a melee, and he feels better? Perhaps this is the fate of the family, and his son is just a step earlier. He will be reunited soon...

"Let Jidu retreat, you guys and I will take it."

Jirgalang chose to face the enemy first and gave the opportunity to retreat to his second son.

There are fierce fires nearby. Although it is already dark, the fire is bright, many buildings collapse in crackling sounds, and many roads block the fire...

Shengjing, the central place of the Qing Dynasty, has passed today, even if it is gone, the Qing Dynasty will be gone. Or the Qing Dynasty has long disappeared, and they are just dying for their own lives.

Just like the houses and buildings in this fire, the Qing Dynasty, which was built with great effort, has reached its time to collapse. I just don’t know if the seeds will be left behind, allowing the Qing Dynasty to rise again in the ashes and ruins.

In any case, those future things no longer belong to these people. If these people do it, they will pay their lives, which is also the price they have to pay.

Four big braids, a leather robe tied around her waist, and a long, slightly curved saber in her hand - they were Mongolians.

What Jiergalang did not expect was that the enemy in front of him was not the Fork Soldiers who went to the death, but the Mongols, and the Mongols of Korqin.

The alliance relationship with Korqin was once the most direct manifestation of the Manchu-Mongolian integration, and it strengthened this relationship with marriage. I didn't expect that today, the one who came here was the most reliable allies in the past.

There is nothing to say in such a tragic street battle. When the two sides meet, they only have to fight.

The Jurchens' heavy sword faced the Mongolian scimitar, and blood flowers flew up one after another, and figures fell down one after another...

Someone was thrown into the rushing fire, and rushed out with flames all over his body, slashing desperately until the other party or himself fell down...

Jirgalang also experienced such a fierce battle. During the tenth year of destiny, Jirgalang led 400 people into the heavy siege of Lin Danhan, in order to get out of the surrounded Korqin people.

The battle that day was so tragic that even Jirhalang himself was founded twice. Because the Jianzhou Jurchens and Korqin Mongolia were alliances of the white horses and Wuniu, they were solid allies as solid as iron.

I didn’t expect that I have become a great enemy of life and death now, and I don’t know if it’s worth it to get hit by the two wounds back then?

The fight between the two sides continued, with flesh and blood flying everywhere, many people were already "incomplete" and were still rolling and biting in a pool of blood. Another team of Mongolians joined the battle...

There are very subtle differences between the Mongolian tribes. This team of troops should be the Helin tribe of Khalkha Mongolia, right? Back then, Jirhalang and the Korqin people united to attack this tribe. Unexpectedly, after so many years, enemies like Korqin and Korqin became allies, while allies like Jianzhou Jurchen and Korqin became enemies.

The world has changed.

Jirgalang roared, held up a heavy sword and entered the battle group.

The knife in his hand was still as sharp as before, and he easily cut off a head. The head was still in mid-air, and the headless body had not yet fallen, and the blood in the cavity had already splashed out...

The golden wind sounded beside him. Jirgalang, who heard the sound, was still as agile as before. He dragged his blade obliquely and held the saber that was chopped off from his head and face.

The sound of metal clashing is so far away and so friendly, as if it was back then. But my arms were powerless for a while - I am old, really old, no longer as brave as I used to be. Although my heart is still there, this is no longer the past.

Suddenly there was a cold between the ribs, and a saber handed over from the left was already penetrated...

Jirgalang did not feel the heart-wrenching pain, but instead became empty for a while, as if something inside his body had been lost, but he couldn't remember what he had lost?

He turned his head and saw that the fatal blow was a young and overly young Korqin boy. It seemed that it was his first time killing someone, and his eyes were filled with expressions of fear and excitement.

Jirgalang wanted to say something, but the boy had already pulled out the knife, and all his words leaked out from his lungs, turning into a broken sound of breath.

The boy kicked Jirgalang over with one kick, as if he had a cheer.

Jirgalang fell down, his head hit him hard, but he didn't feel anything. His eyes were still open, as if he was still looking at the boy who killed him.

The boy slashed hard, and was soon chopped into several sections by a heavy knife...

It seems that there are still people calling their names, but Jirgalang can no longer hear them clearly. Could it be Furdon?

The Jianzhou Jurchens could not hold on and were gradually retreating, and the fire on both sides of the street was scary.

The middle of the street was covered with blood and corpses. Jirgalang, wearing a robe, was lying on the side of the roadside, his eyes were still wide open and he could not see anything.

A three-story building along the street seemed to shake slightly, and then collapsed with a loud bang. Bricks and tiles splattered everywhere, and fire flew everywhere, burying Jirgalang and the blood stains on the ground tightly...

On this day, compared with the wars everywhere in the two Liao areas, the southern capital was also difficult to distinguish.

The army to die has always been the most eye-catching. Over the past few days, it has once again become the focus of people's attention, especially among the Shilin, which are all about the army to die and the loyal Bo.

The two Liao battles were lively, but no one cared about it. No matter how lively the battles were, they were just like that. After going over and over again, they were just victory, and there was nothing to say.

The army to die existed to kill the Tartars. Even if the loyal men destroyed the Tartars, they should be the ones. Everyone was talking about these things.

The incident of the Great Challenge has long been popular. I heard that the loyal Bo Dada was trying to win the Great Challenge, whether it was Shilin or the people, it was really lively for a while.

Some people say that it is a good thing to expand territory, and the Ming Dynasty should have done this. Some people say that it is hard to say that military force and military force will be strong and successful in the territory for a while, it will inevitably lead to a disaster that will cause trouble to the people and cause money. There is a time when his loyal uncle regrets it.

Whether it is applauding or slapping the table and cursing, it cannot affect the great battle of the dead army. Seeing that the general mobilization of the war on Zhongsheng Bo’s side has begun in an orderly manner, a lot of people and materials have been assembled, and the foreign war is basically ready. Even if everyone has worn out their mouths, they cannot change the little bit of the battle on Zhongsheng Bo’s side. So just save the spitting star a little.

The one that makes everyone feel the most unhappy is Liangzhe.

The three kings of the Lu faction on Liangzhe, especially the leader of Lu, not only contributed money and efforts, but also sent some troops to participate in the great battle to the death army. This matter is not that simple.

Lu Wang is the oldest and most powerful group among the royal family. In terms of overall strength, he may not be weaker than the Nandu court. Although Zhongsheng Bo has been preparing for such a thing as Dazheng, it has caused many disputes. The court has not had a certain letter yet. Can you, Lu Wang, be so embarrassed?

Without the consent of the court, you have to support or even participate in Li Si's great battle. Isn't this too unfair to the court?

Although the court has not been in charge of Liangzhe for a long time, there is still a favor for face. Liangzhe is still under the jurisdiction of Nandu, right? Liangzhe is different from other places. Although it is already a de facto vassal state, it is always the ancestor of Taizu, and it is the Ming Ming royal family in charge. Is it? If Li Si is willing to do something like Dazheng, he will do whatever he wants. Why should you, Lu Wang, participate in it?

Before you understand whether the Dazheng is good or bad, you, King Lu, are going barefoot. Isn’t this putting the court on fire? It’s forcing the court to get involved in the Dazheng.

The little emperor Xingwu was not sure about this, so he had to gather a group of school officials again to discuss the matter.

Even if the army was conquered, it would still be under the banner of the Ming Dynasty, at least it would expand the territory of the Ming Dynasty on the surface. In the root of the matter, the court did not agree with the act of using it at will to annex small states. Relying on its strong force, it would annex others. What kind of royal army is this? It is simply a bandit act like a bandit.

Although Li Si had mentioned this several times, although he was more implicit in his words, he still wanted the court to contribute money and work hard and participate in the great battle.

Although the court has not clearly expressed its opposition, it has been pretending to be deaf and dumb, which is very obvious. For things like the Dazheng that the court originally disagrees with, if you, Li Si, are willing to do it, you will do it. Anyway, you don’t listen to the court. Moreover, the matter has reached this point, and the general mobilization is underway. The troops and civilians are already hoarding war preparations, and even if you want to stop it, you can’t stop it. Let him go.
To be continued...