novelonline Chapter 1411 Jia Fang: How dare you, a mere wretch, stop me!
Chapter 1411 Jia Fang: How dare you, a mere wretch, stop me!
Chapter 1411 Jia Fang: How dare you, a mere wretch, stop me!
Liaoyang City
As Jia Fang led the cavalry from outside to join the battle between the two sides, the two red flags of the Jurchens in the city were suddenly attacked and immediately panicked.
The cavalry soldiers' sabers flashed brightly, tearing apart the two red flags of the Jurchens who were relying on the city walls to fight against the Han army, and gradually broke through the front line.
However, many flag soldiers wearing black armor were holding sabers and fighting hard, still fearless of death.
In this process, the Han army's Jiangnan navy obviously suffered considerable casualties.
Wei Che, the admiral of the Jiangnan Navy, was distressed to see that his officers had suffered heavy casualties. At this moment, he led his personal soldiers and followers to hold the line and besiege the two red flags of the Jurchens.
Jia Fang himself was wearing a bright silver mountain-shaped armor and a white robe. He was riding a horse with white mane and wielding a shining spear in his hand. With each sweep, he could see teams of Jurchen soldiers falling like weeds.
At this moment, Lekedehun and his deputy general Oron also called on each other's horsemen, mounted their horses, and gathered about two to three thousand cavalrymen to launch a counterattack against the Han cavalry that came into the city to support.
The Jurchen soldiers were already skilled in archery and horse riding. At this moment, they jumped on their horses, held the reins, and completely turned into cavalry. For a moment, their combat power actually increased.
It can be said that due to the suddenness of the fall of Liaoyang City and the fact that the besieging Han army was not the main force of the Beijing camp, the situation was not completely one-sided after the fall of the city.
Instead, the situation became a stalemate and turned into a real fight.
The two sides fought each other, and the shouts of killing shook the sky.
In this way, the two sides fought until the sky gradually approached evening. The sun set in the west, and the sunset glow was as red as fire, falling on the entire city wall, as if covered with a layer of golden red gauze.
"Dangdang..."
The sounds of weapons colliding with each other were intertwined with shouts and groans, like a symphony.
At this moment, Lekedehun was leading a group of personal guards to resist the siege of the Han army, and then commanding a large number of soldiers to retreat to the inner city.
For a time, the Jurchen soldiers in the city were divided into two groups, one group of several thousand people fought with the Han army in the city, and the other group of ten thousand people entered the inner city.
The so-called inner city is a small city within the city. In ancient military fortresses, inner cities and urn cities were often used.
Kang Hong stared at the inner city not far away, which was gradually closing up, frowned, and said loudly: "Come here, bring the red cannon!"
As he spoke, the royal guard beside him responded and turned to prepare the red cannon.
Kang Hong shouted, "Clear the remaining enemies in the streets first!"
In this way, the sporadic battles from the outer city to the inner city gradually came to an end, and many flagmen of the two red flags of Nuzhen had been wiped out by the Han army.
At this moment, accompanied by the "clatter" sound of cavalry, Jia Fang was seen riding a horse, galloping towards them, with a stern expression and a sharp gleam in his eyes.
Kang Hong's face lit up with joy, and he said, "General Xiao Jia is here."
This man is a fierce general who is always successful in attacking cities and capturing strongholds.
Jia Fang, accompanied by a group of personal guards, approached and asked, "General Kang, how many Tartars are still gathered in the inner city?"
Kang Hong's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said, "There are still nearly 10,000 people who are still resisting stubbornly and are unwilling to give in."
Jia Fang frowned, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.
Among the ancient city walls, all important cities had inner cities and outer cities inside, in order to prevent collapse once the outer city was breached.
The land combat capability of the Jiangnan Navy and the Hebei border troops could not be compared with the Beijing army that had previously broken through Ningyuan City.
This also led to the current tortuous journey of siege.
Jia Fang looked thoughtful and said loudly: "This inner city is not high, but if there are guards in the city, if we attack by force, our army may suffer many casualties, which will affect the subsequent advance to Shengjing."
Along the way, the Han army and the elite soldiers of the two red flags of the Jurchens engaged in close combat, resulting in many casualties.
Kang Hong said: "I have planned to mobilize the red cannons to break through this city first. We will talk about the casualties later."
At this moment, a resolute-looking officer with a swift and vigorous gait came up from behind, his eyes sparkling as he cupped his hands and said, "General, the red cannon has been pulled up."
This is the power of the improved Red Cannon. Its portability and survivability on the battlefield have undoubtedly been greatly improved.
Kang Hong and Jia Fang turned their heads to look, and saw red cannons placed on carriages. The dark holes in the carriages seemed to emit endless murderous aura.
Kang Hong's thick eyebrows were stern as he looked up at the city wall and said in a deep voice, "Come on, fire at the city!"
Following Kang Hong's order, the black barrel of the cannon behind him immediately emitted a thick black smoke, and cannonballs were quickly fired at the city wall.
In an instant, cannonballs and bullets fell on the city, smoke and dust rose, and the city wall collapsed.
The Jurchen soldiers on the city hid in the gate towers and under the city walls under the bombardment.
Oron looked anxious and said, "Your Majesty, the Han court has used cannons again. We may not be able to defend our inner city."
Lekedehun's face was solemn, and his heart seemed to be covered with a thick haze. He said in a deep voice: "We have to defend it even if we can't! Even if we shed our last drop of blood, we must stop the Han army."
If the Han army's detachment is not inflicted with heavy casualties, it will attack Shengjing City in the future, and Shengjing City may not be able to withstand it.
Orun's thick eyebrows were knitted tightly together, and his calm, fair face seemed to be covered with a thick haze at this moment. He whispered: "Your Highness, Shengjing City still needs Your Highness to take charge of the overall situation. If the city is broken, I hope Your Highness will remain useful for the sake of the Qing Dynasty."
At this moment, the Qing Dynasty was almost out of capable generals.
Lekedehun himself was one of the most brave and warlike princes among them. Instead of staying here and dying, it would be better for him to return to Shengjing City and help organize the overall defense of Shengjing City.
When Lekedehun heard this, his face fell silent, and it was obvious that he had taken his words to heart.
"Rumble..."
Accompanied by bursts of artillery fire, one after another, bombs exploded in the sky, and endless broken nails and shrapnel scattered everywhere.
Then, one by one, the soldiers were hit by iron nails. In an instant, they fell to the ground, groaning and wailing.
After a while, the Eight Banners soldiers in the inner city had suffered for a while.
But it was not over yet. Finally, with the collapse of the inner city wall, the Han soldiers rushed towards the inner city, holding weapons and fighting with the Eight Banners.
Jia Fang took the lead and led the Hebei border cavalry soldiers behind him into the inner city, harvesting the Jurchen bannermen at lightning speed.
In an instant, the sound of killing could be heard in the inner city, echoing endlessly.
Lekedehun's face was as solemn as ice. His eyes flickered under his thick eyebrows. He said loudly, "Brothers, Shengjing City is our home. If we take a step back, our home will be in danger. Let's fight the Han dogs!"
Under Lekedehun's encouragement, all the officers and soldiers present were filled with passion to "defend the country".
"Brothers, let's fight these Han dogs!" The officers and soldiers around shouted loudly.
At this moment, all the Jurchen officers and generals present were filled with a sense of shared hatred and a sense of tragedy.
A large number of Jurchen bannermen rushed towards the Han army, and their shouts and cries resounded through the sky and could be heard far away.
"Dangdang..."
"Puff, puff..."
The two sides engaged in close combat and fought each other on a narrow road. The flaming sun in the western sky seemed to be unable to bear to see this scene and slowly descended from the sky, while dusk enveloped the sky from all directions.
But the shouting and killing in the city continued, and Kang Hong had ordered the officers and soldiers to light torches in preparation for lighting in advance for fighting at night.
At this moment, the soldiers of both sides had not had time to eat since morning except for some dry food, but they did not look tired at all.
Jia Fang was riding on a horse, holding a bright silver spear in his hand, and began to sweep the soldiers one by one with the spear. Wherever the spear passed, a cloud of blood mist could be seen rising.
Lekedehun saw Jia Fang riding on the horse at a glance, his brows furrowed and his eyes full of murderous intent.
Lekedehun pulled the reins of the horse under his crotch and shouted: "Come here, follow me to kill this young general!"
Upon hearing this, Orun's expression suddenly changed. He grabbed Lekedehun's robe and said, "My lord, don't fight hard."
"This man is a relative of Jia Heng. I will eliminate one of his arms for my great army!" Lekedehun said in a deep voice with a stern face and a fierce look.
As he spoke, the general took out the big knife in his hand and rushed towards Jia Fang like lightning.
"Die, son of a bitch!" Lekedehun's face turned ashen, as if he was filled with rage. His eyes were as sharp as lightning, and he spoke in a cold voice.
Jia Fang snorted coldly, his eyes flashing, and he shouted angrily: "Old man, give me your life!"
As he spoke, the spear in his hand flashed in the air like a gun flower and stabbed towards Lekede's face with a cold murderous intent.
"boom!"
As the weapons collided, sparks flew, followed by a sharp "clang" sound that vibrated the eardrums and made people feel scared.
Lekedehun raised his eyebrows, a hint of shock appeared in his eyes, and he thought to himself, this kid is indeed a fierce general.
At this moment, Jia Fang's spear flashed and swayed, stabbing towards several vital points on Leked's body.
At this moment, Lekedehun was wielding the sword in his hand with the same force as that in the wind and rain, resisting the strangulation of Jia Fang's spear.
Dang Dang Dang...
The two men fought like a revolving lantern, their horses were shaking, and the horses under their crotch were neighing and clattering their hooves.
At this moment, the two guards around them also fought with each other, their swords clashed, and shouts and groans were heard from time to time.
Looking from the sky, the Han army was frantically encircling and suppressing the Jurchen cavalry.
Lekedehun had already fought with Jia Fang for 30 rounds at this moment, and he felt sweat on his back and sore arms.
Although Lekedehun was brave and good at fighting, he was old after all and could not compare with the hot-blooded Jia Fang.
At this moment, Jia Fang held a bright silver spear in his hand, like a dragon emerging from water. In an instant, it had surrounded Lekedehun's body.
At this moment, Lekedehun began to feel tired of defending himself.
At this time, the surrounding Han soldiers were surrounding and killing a large number of Jurchen soldiers.
The number of Jurchen soldiers gradually decreased, and for a time, the Han army regained the upper hand.
At this time, Orun saw that Lekedehun was exhausted from defending against Jia Fang's sword attack, and he became anxious and said, "Your Majesty, leave this man to me."
In fact, it was a subtle reminder to Lekedehun not to fight to the end, to leave Liaoyang City immediately and return to Shengjing City to put the overall situation first.
While Oron was speaking, he held a steel knife in his hand and rushed towards Jia Fang.
The blade shines with a fierce light, like a startled wild goose, and it seems as if the sky is filled with frost.
The Oroqen martial arts also followed a bold and aggressive style, and when it collided with the spear in Jia Fang's hand, sparks flew.
At this moment, Lekedehun rode away, and the grooms and guards beside him hurriedly followed him, fleeing all the way deep into the inner city.
By now, it was getting dark.
When Jia Fang saw Lekedehun running away, he was furious and said, "How dare you, a mere bastard, stop me!"
Then, the bright silver spear in the man's hand turned into a silver python and strangled Orun.
Although Oron had superb martial arts skills, he was naturally inferior to Lekedehun in terms of experience and cunning.
After fighting for about twenty rounds, the two sides were already exhausted and tired of defending.
Jia Fang's spear was as powerful as water, and it suddenly surrounded Orun from head to toe.
Not long after, Orun was careless and felt the spear stabbing his chest, and he immediately felt a sharp pain.
"Pfft..."
The sound seemed to come even later than the gun piercing through.
Jia Fang snorted coldly, and suddenly raised the spear in his hand, knocking Orun off his horse.
Before we knew it, the moon was already high in the sky and the pine oil torches were crackling.
At this moment, the Han cavalry soldiers were strangling each other in the moonlight.
But this dim environment undoubtedly provided cover for the Jurchen soldiers' escape at night.
Especially with the departure of Lekedehun, about two to three thousand elite Jurchen soldiers also escaped from Liaoyang City and fled all the way towards Shengjing.
The remaining Jurchen soldiers also started fighting with the Han court troops at this moment. Shouts of killing were heard and weapons from both sides collided, making clanging sounds.
And so, it was not until nearly midnight that the shouting and killing sounds finally subsided a little.
As a large number of Han soldiers poured into the city and wiped out the remaining enemies, Liaoyang City returned to the hands of the imperial court.
At this moment, on both sides of the city gate, torches were flickering like silk threads, illuminating many young faces.
Under the escort of a large number of cavalry, Prince Beijing Shui Rong rode on his horse, smelling the bloody smell floating in the air, and a look of joy suddenly appeared on his fair and handsome face.
At this moment, now that Liaoyang City has fallen, Shengjing City is not far away.
"Your Highness." At this time, Kang Hong rode out of the city and bowed.
"General Kang, Liaoyang City has been captured." A smile appeared on the fair face of Beijing Prince Shui Rong, and his tone was full of lightness.
Kang Hong's face showed sorrow, and he said in a low voice: "It's just that the casualties are quite heavy."
The desperate resistance of 20,000 to 30,000 Jurchen cavalry, especially the close combat after the city was broken, could not have been without heavy casualties.
Prince Beijing Shui Rong was silent for a moment, then said, "Casualties are inevitable."
Then he asked, "Where is General Jia Fang?"
Kang Hong nodded and said loudly: "General Xiao Jia is clearing out the remaining enemies. In addition, the Jurchen leader led about two to three thousand red flag soldiers and escaped from Liaoyang City."
Prince Beijing Shui Rong paused for a moment, nodded, and said in a deep voice: "Send someone to pursue?"
Kang Hong explained, "It's dark at night, the road is unclear, and it's easy to be ambushed. Besides, our army has been fighting for a whole day and is already exhausted."
Upon hearing this, Prince Beijing Shui Rong nodded slightly and agreed, "Admiral Kang is right."
As the two were talking, with the sound of "da da", the horses suddenly passed through the arched city gate and quickly went into Liaoyang City.
At this moment, the pine oil torches crackled, like two winding and undulating fire dragons. Under the shining moonlight, under the towering city gate tower with vermilion beams and pillars, the word "Liaoyang" on the green stone slabs could be seen, clearly reflected under the bright moonlight.
Faintly, the voices of Prince Beijing and Kang Hong's conversation gradually faded away: "We should send a letter by carrier pigeon to inform the Duke of Wei of the victory."
Kang Hong nodded and said, "Also, report to the court that they need to replenish a batch of red-coated cannons and guns, and it would be best if they could transfer some soldiers."
Of course, the main purpose was to report his achievements to the imperial court. Such an opportunity to show off might be related to his plan of being granted a title of nobility.
Prince Beijing nodded and said, "Wait until we get some news from Duke Weiguo, and then we'll see what our army's next move will be, whether to head to Shengjing or stay in Liaoyang City."
After all, we need to cooperate with the main force in the march and cannot act on our own. This is as it should be.
"No matter what, let's rest for a few days and restore our military strength." Kang Hong frowned, looked aggressive, and said in a low voice.
Prince Beijing Shui Rong then entered the government office in Liaoyang City with Kang Hong.
As time passed, it was already the second half of the night. A bright moon hung high in the sky, and the moonlight was clear and cold, shining on the earth.
Jia Fang also led the soldiers and completely wiped out the Eight Banners of the Jurchens in the city. Then, accompanied by his entourage, he walked into the hall.
Because this is a purely military fortress, there are no civilians inside.
In the hall
Prince Beijing Shui Rong was eating a bowl of noodles behind the table. His expression paused slightly, and he looked up at Jia Fang who came in from outside, and asked with a smile: "General Jia Fang, have you had dinner yet?"
As he spoke, he took a handkerchief and wiped the marks on his mouth.
Jia Fang said, "Your Highness, I just had some dry food, but I haven't had dinner yet."
Prince Beijing Shui Rong smiled and said, "Come here, serve a bowl to General Jia Fang as well."
The guard responded and then went about his business.
Jia Fang sat down and asked, "Your Majesty, the remaining enemies in the city have been cleared out. When will our army attack Shengjing?"
Prince Beijing Shui Rong smiled and said, "I have discussed this with General Wei and General Kang. The casualties in this attack on Liaoyang City are not small. My army needs to rest for at least two or three days."
"I can lead my cavalry to attack Shengjing City directly. Perhaps we can capture Shengjing City by surprise." Jia Fang said.
"By surprise?" Prince Beijing Shui Rong smiled softly and said, "General Jia Fang underestimated the Jurchens."
Just as Jia Fang was about to argue, he heard footsteps outside. Then, Hebei Governor Kang Hong and Jiangnan Navy Governor Wei Che came in together.
(End of this chapter)