novelonline Chapter 1434 Jia Heng: Who will decide the fate of this vast country?
Chapter 1434 Jia Heng: Who will decide the fate of this vast country?
Chapter 1434 Jia Heng: Who will decide the fate of this vast country?
Shengjing City
After many days of siege, Shengjing City was captured by the Han army unexpectedly without any fanfare or twists and turns.
Just like a dam that is constantly storing water, it gradually can no longer hold the water and is broken by the force of the water. Everything happens naturally and smoothly.
Although the city gate was in ruins, the Jurchen Eight Banners soldiers in the city did not collapse for the time being. Tens of thousands of elite and brave Eight Banners soldiers fought with the Han army.
At this moment, looking down from the blue sky in the sky, teams of Han soldiers wearing black armor and red clothes rushed towards the city gate, completely submerging the entire Shengjing City.
At this moment, the military strength of both sides has reached more than 100,000, but fortunately, Shengjing City is large and can accommodate millions of soldiers and civilians.
Otherwise, it would be difficult to deploy such a huge force quickly.
At this moment, after learning that Shengjing City had been breached, Lekedehun was inevitably shocked. The moves of the long sword in his hand became somewhat disordered, and he retreated step by step under Jia Fang's endless sword force.
But at this moment, Jia Fang on the opposite side was holding a long knife, with a cold look in his eyes, and rushed towards him like lightning.
Lekede's heart trembled involuntarily. After all, he was old and had just fought for dozens of rounds. His back was already covered in sweat, and his clothes under the armor were soaked.
"Pfft..."
At this moment, a long knife slashed fiercely and landed on Lekedehun's arm, causing Lekedehun to groan in pain.
But I saw that the arm was covered in blood, and large amounts of blood were oozing out.
Lekedehun secretly thought that something was wrong, but the pain from his arm made his whole body tremble.
Seeing this, Jia Fang cheered up and fought more fiercely. At this moment, he almost blocked Lekedehun's movement like a cage.
Lekedehun was filled with inexplicable fear and retreated towards the side of the city wall. However, at this moment, he heard an evil wind in his ears and the sharp energy of a knife pierced his skin, causing pain on his cheek.
Then a long knife came chopping, and a bone-chilling chill enveloped Lekedehun.
Lekedehun was startled, and then he saw the bright and flashing light of the knife, which was the last glimmer of brilliance he saw in his life.
Lekedehun snorted coldly, and his consciousness immediately fell into endless darkness.
Jia Fang's body was covered in blood, and the blood on the blade of the long sword in his hand was dripping down along the sharp blade. Jia Fang's body was surrounded by murderous aura, and his eyes were like cold rays, looking around disdainfully.
At this moment, all of Jia Fang's energy and spirit were concentrated at one point, forming a real breakthrough in his martial arts skills. He had completed the transformation from an ordinary general to one of the best generals in the world.
The death of Lekedehun was just a microcosm of the fighting between Han and Qing soldiers in the city.
Many members of the Eight Banners of the Nuzhen Army were also caught in a fierce battle under the heavy attack of the elite troops of the Han Army's Beijing Camp. Some were stabbed several times and fell to the ground.
At this moment, Hu Sai led the soldiers of the Plain Yellow Banner to support the city gate in an attempt to save the situation, but the city was about to collapse and it was not something that could be solved by one person's strength.
But at this moment, the Han army flag soldiers who were advancing with the Zhenghuang Banner suddenly pointed their swords and guns at the elite Jurchen Eight Banners beside them.
"Puff, puff..."
A long iron sword with a sharp blade chopped down the unsuspecting Jurchen Eight Banners soldiers.
Being attacked from both sides, the guards of the Eight Banners of the Jurchen were in chaos. If they were attacked from both sides by the Han army, the guards of the Eight Banners of the Jurchen were in even more trouble. Many brave young men of the Eight Banners of the Jurchen fell in a pool of blood.
"The Han people are rebelling!"
The Jurchens were shouting and clamoring, and the city was filled with all kinds of noises.
Seeing this scene, Shuosai's heart almost sank to the bottom. He felt cold in his limbs and hands and feet.
The rebellion of the Han Army Flag undoubtedly announced the complete disintegration of the Qing Dynasty's frontier alliance military forces.
Previously, the rule over the Han people in Liaodong was maintained more on the basis of interests and fear. Now that the Han army was approaching with heavy troops, the Manchus and the Han were alienated and were fighting each other thoroughly.
The eight bannermen of the Han army were also former bondservants of the Qing dynasty. Most of them tore off their armor and shouted, "Han people will not be slaves!"
"Han Er will not be a slave..."
It has to be said that the slogan at this moment is somewhat ironic, because in the past 30 years since the establishment of the Qing Dynasty, they have always called themselves slaves.
Dorgon stood on the city wall and saw the Jurchen Eight Banners gradually collapsing in front of him, with an inexplicable fear in his eyes.
The Qing Dynasty is dead!
This was the only thought in his mind, and for a moment Dorgon was stunned and stood there.
Over thirty years, the foundation of two generations was destroyed in his own hands.
In fact, Dorgon was the real emperor of the Jurchens, but he lacked the title of emperor.
Inside the towering palace walls behind them, the palace maids, guards, and eunuchs were all in chaos, packing up their gold and silver jewelry, preparing to rush out of the palace and flee for their lives before the rebel army arrived.
At this moment, it is clearly a scene of panic and national destruction.
At this moment, a large number of Han cavalry troops were attacking in full force. The generals of the Beijing camp and the officers of the Jiangnan navy had poured into the city, divided into several teams, and were methodically strangling the Jurchen knights in the city.
Seeing the large number of Han troops pouring into the city like a tide, Jia Heng was excited and said to Chen Xiao beside him: "The overall situation has been decided!"
After more than a month of continuous attack by the Beijing Camp, Shengjing City was finally conquered before entering the cold winter month.
Nor could the Jurchens turn the tables.
Five years later, the Qing Dynasty, which had once been powerful outside the Great Wall, perished in his hands, basically realizing Jia Heng's version of the "Five-Year Pacification of Liaodong" plan.
After five years, the civil unrest was quelled, the government was reformed, and Liaodong was finally pacified.
At this moment, the King of Wei and the King of Chu, accompanied by their entourage, rode their horses up to the front and pulled the reins. The two princes and their entourage all had smiles on their faces.
King Chen Ran of Wei turned to look at Jia Heng, with respect in his eyes and joy in his tone, and said with emotion: "Zi Yu, Shengjing City has been broken."
He also had half the credit for the fall of Shengjing and the pacification of Liaodong.
Jia Heng also said with some emotion: "Yes, it's broken."
The King of Chu also had a somewhat excited look on his face. He looked at the towering Shengjing City in the distance, and had already imagined the scene of him entering the city hand in hand with Jia Heng.
It will be recorded in history books in the future.
It’s just that the King of Wei next to him… is somewhat annoying.
"After this battle, Zi Yu will be recorded in history and his reputation will last forever!" The King of Chu looked at Jia Heng and praised him.
Jia Heng said: "I don't expect to be famous in later generations, but I want to repay the emperor's kindness."
Putting aside the sweet girl, he has been overcoming all obstacles and hardships since the 14th year of Chongping, when he followed Jinyang into the inner study to meet Emperor Chongping and won the favor of the emperor.
After conquering the east and the west, and the south and the north, he has finally accomplished his achievements today, which will be reported to the king and passed down to future generations.
He did not disappoint Emperor Chongping who had promoted him from a humble background!
A feeling of lightness and joy surged up from deep in his heart, making Jia Heng feel inexplicably excited.
His face looked a little dazed for a moment.
I vaguely remember that young man in Liutiao Hutong, when reading history books, he imagined the scene of confrontation between the Han and the barbarians.
Five years have passed in a flash.
Chen Xiao also stared at the Shengjing City in the distance with a "Han" flag raised on it. However, a hint of worry appeared in his clear eyes beneath his curved eyebrows.
Once Shengjing City is captured, there will be some finishing touches. Even if it can be dragged on until the twelfth lunar month, we should be able to return to Beijing by the end of the year or early spring of next year.
After returning to the capital, what should we do if that person has not passed away yet?
At this moment, just when Jia Heng and Chen Xiao were thinking differently, the Han troops in the Beijing camp also poured into Shengjing City like a tide.
At this moment, the shouting and screaming almost shook the earth and could be heard for miles.
On the city walls that stretched for several miles, a bloody smell rose up, and the agile figures of the Han and Qing soldiers fighting each other gradually disappeared.
It was clear that at this moment, a large number of Han troops from the Beijing Camp entered the city and strangled the Eight Banners soldiers in the city.
The soldiers of the Eight Banners of the Jurchens were retreating towards the inner city of the palace, relying on the narrow terrain of the streets and alleys to fight with the Han army.
At this moment, Xie Zaiyi was riding on a horse, leading the cavalry behind him, like a whirlwind, like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.
Wherever there were a large number of Jurchen Eight Banners soldiers, Xie Zaiyi would lead his cavalry to attack there.
Mu Sheng was also unwilling to fall behind at this moment. He held an iron spear made of pure silver and led a large number of cavalry under his command to fight towards the city.
Under the attack of the Han army, the guards of the Eight Banners of the Jurchens in the city slowly retreated along the streets and alleys, relying on the city walls to put up a stubborn resistance against the Han army.
Although gradually losing the upper hand, the resistance was still quite tenacious.
This was a war to annihilate a country. After a long period of "brainwashing", many of the soldiers and generals of the Eight Banners of the Jurchens wanted to sacrifice their lives for their country.
At this moment, there were about 30,000 to 40,000 Jurchen soldiers in Shengjing City, because some Mongolian and Han army flags had already rebelled or were passively resisting.
The 30,000 to 40,000 Jurchen Eight Banners soldiers were the last elite of the Qing Dynasty and sang the elegy before the Qing Dynasty's demise.
Of course, compared to the Ming Dynasty in a parallel universe, where in the end there were only some eunuchs fighting against the peasant army in the palace, the Qing Dynasty at this moment was worthy of the vigor and vitality of a newborn regime.
Xie Zaiyi was riding on a horse, holding a long iron sword in his hand, sweeping across a group of soldiers, and blood and broken limbs were flying everywhere.
Jia Fang also led a team of elite soldiers, and they marched along the streets with neatly built houses on both sides, fighting against groups of Jurchen Eight Banners soldiers who were wearing armor with foam nails and holding long swords.
Jia Fang had only one thought in his mind, and that was to capture the Qing king and the little emperor!
Hebei Governor Kang Hong led his soldiers into the city gate and fought with the Han soldiers who came forward.
It can be said that after Shengjing City was breached, the morale of the Beijing Camp soldiers soared unexpectedly, and the original fatigue, casualties and fear of the siege were almost swept away.
Destroying the enemy country, capturing the king, being promoted to higher positions, and giving titles to wives and children, all these made the blood boil in the soldiers present.
The generals of the Beijing camp bravely rushed to the front, ready to die with swords in hand. At this moment, they led a large number of soldiers and headed towards the streets of the city to fight.
The people in Shengjing City closed their doors and listened to the earth-shaking shouts of killing in the streets. They were terrified and trembling.
In front of the palace in Shengjing City, Dorgon looked dejectedly at the Eight Banners soldiers who were fighting with the Han army in the distance, and an endless sadness surged in his heart.
At this moment, the Qing Dynasty was already unable to recover.
A brutal fight lasted from morning to evening and had not stopped. Corpses were scattered all over the streets, and the casualties were incalculable.
Pools of bright red blood formed a wet layer on the bluestone paved streets, and one could even fall down if he stood on it.
The large number of Han soldiers divided the large number of Jurchen soldiers into several areas and besieged them from the front and back. As the troops were deployed, the Eight Banners soldiers were outnumbered and fell to the ground one after another.
Not long after, Husai was killed by Xie Zaiyi with a knife.
The Han ministers and generals in the city did not sit in the government offices to handle affairs at this moment, but returned to their homes, closed the doors tightly, and waited for the results outside the city.
"Your Highness." At this moment, the guard called Dorgon, who was lost in thought, over and said in a low voice, "The Queen Mother has already left with the Emperor through the secret passage."
Initially, when Shengjing City was being built, Huang Taiji deliberately left a secret passage for future kings to use in critical situations, in order to preserve the flame of the Aisin-Gioro lineage so that they could make a comeback.
I didn't expect it to be useful, but after many years, it was still used.
At this moment, Concubine Zhuang was taking Fulin along the secret passage under the palace and heading out of the city.
Dorgon came back to his senses and said in a hoarse voice, "I understand."
The Han army continued to enter the city, but their forces were unable to deploy, and for a while they did not have an absolute upper hand.
Fortunately, the troops continued to arrive, and the two sides were engaged in a war of attrition.
Close combat and hand-to-hand fighting.
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At this moment, a trace of sadness appeared on Dorgon's face and he slowly closed his eyes.
I don't know when it was, it was already evening, and a rosy glow could be seen in the western sky, while the streets and alleys in Shengjing City were devastated and desolate.
Looking around, you can see the setting sun as blood-red, broken swords and guns, and flags burning into smoke in the city.
At this moment, the shouting and killing sounds had become sporadic and the resistance of the Jurchen bannermen in various places was also becoming much weaker.
Because some members of the Jurchen Eight Banners began to surrender, the original promise made by the Han envoys when they entered the city to forgive past mistakes became a life-saving straw for some veteran nobles of the Eight Banners to surrender.
At this moment, Xie Zaiyi commanded the Han cavalry of the Guoyong Camp and drove a large number of Jurchen Eight Banners soldiers to surround the palace.
Not only Xie Zaiyi, but also Jia Fang, Kang Hong and other officers of the Beijing camp gradually led their troops to approach the palace, and finally completed the encirclement of the palace on all sides.
The Han army carried ladders and climbed up to the palace. Wooden ladders were placed on the city walls. The Han soldiers, holding goose-feather knives, climbed to the top of the city wall and fought with the soldiers of the Eight Banners of the Jurchens.
But one could hear the sound of swords and guns colliding and ping-pong ...
The Han army was like a red flame, surging into a sea of fire, burning the Jurchen Eight Banners soldiers who were wearing copper armor with various foam studs, and gradually compressed their range of activities.
The soldiers of the Eight Banners of the Jurchens held cowhide shields and gathered around the towering palace to resist the attack of the Han army.
Dorgon stood on the top of the city wall, leading the soldiers of the Plain White Banner with his personal horsemen to resist the siege of the Han army.
But all this was in vain. A large number of Han soldiers still rushed to the palace gate and killed the defenders besieging the city.
At this moment, the vermilion palace door creaked open with a bang.
"Surrender and avoid death!"
The red cloak behind Xie Zaiyi fluttered up, his resolute face was full of murderous intent, and he shouted loudly, almost like a spring thunder, and at this moment his voice even temporarily suppressed the sound of fighting on the battlefield.
The soldiers of the Eight Banners of the Jurchens, who had been huddled together, seemed to have just woken up from a dream. It was not known who took the lead, but there was a sound of "clang", and then all the Jurchen soldiers threw their weapons to the ground.
Dorgon, who was leading his personal soldiers to fight the Han army on the top of the city wall, saw this and shouted angrily: "You are the brave warriors of the Qing Dynasty, how can you surrender?"
However, at this moment, a chain reaction seemed to have occurred. A large number of soldiers from the Eight Banners of the Jurchens dropped their weapons one after another, and for a moment, crackling sounds were heard.
When Dorgon saw this, he had only one thought in his mind: the situation was hopeless and he, Dorgon, would never be a captive of the Han people!
Thinking this, he retreated towards the Xiande Hall under the escort of the elite soldiers of the Zhengbai Banner.
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Outside Shengjing City
Jia Heng, Chen Xiao, King Wei and King Chu watched the battle, holding a monocular telescope in their hands, looking towards the Shengjing City in the distance, listening to the shouts and screams that were gradually fading away.
At this moment, the Han army had completely occupied Shengjing City.
But my mind couldn't help but surge back to the parallel universe of my previous life, during the late Ming Dynasty, when one hundred thousand Jurchens of eight banners entered the pass and dominated the Central Plains. How high-spirited and ambitious they were!
Today, all the ambitions and aspirations of the Qing Dynasty have turned into flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water, becoming a dream bubble.
As a person who is well aware of the harm done to China by the Qing Dynasty, and the obstacles it posed to the development of Chinese civilization, this was an era when monarchical feudal autocracy reached its peak.
But then the country declined and lost its power and was humiliated.
But after the Qing Dynasty is defeated in the future, who will be the master of this vast country?
King Wei Chen Ran looked excited and said, "Zi Yu, the shouting and killing has subsided. Can we enter the city now?"
At this moment, the King of Wei was looking forward to entering the city.
"Let the officers and soldiers of the Beijing camp clean up the battlefield first, and we will enter the city the next day." Jia Heng raised his sword-like eyebrows slanting into his temples, and his expression paused slightly.
At this moment, he did not lead his cavalry into the city to compete with his officers for the credit.
Even if he captured and killed Dorgon, it would not help much in being granted the title of Prince. But if he was an ordinary military general, he could be granted the title of Earl or even the third-class marquis.
So there is no need.
Chen Xiao's face was as dark as water, and he stared at the young man in the python robe in a daze, thinking about his next move.
At that time, dusk fell, and the towering city gate tower seemed to be hidden in a pitch-black darkness, like a huge wild beast that was about to devour someone.
On the city gate tower, lanterns were lit one after another, and at this moment, they were swaying in the wind, adding a touch of desolation to the autumn night.
At this moment, the shouting and screaming in the city gradually subsided.
At this moment, huge fires suddenly broke out in the palace of Shengjing City. The bright flames shot up into the sky and could be vaguely seen from miles away.
(End of this chapter)