Chapter Twenty-Three: Let's Arrange the Aftermath!
"Your Majesty, look!"
Before Yang Feng could get on the horse, Liang Cheng suddenly pointed to the front and exclaimed. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Yang Feng hurriedly raised his head.
Then I saw the north of Shoushan, a cavalry of thousands of people crashed into the rear of the Qing army like a torrent, this cavalry is well-equipped, almost all of them are cotton lock double armor, and even some vests, some officers are all over the expensive mountain armor Ming Huang looks quite domineering, they wave all kinds of weapons in their hands, with a ferocity that is not inferior to the Eight Banners Manchurian cavalry, instantly the Qing army that is coming in a steady stream of waist broken.
"Ma, Wu Sangui's house slave!"
Tang Yu let out a long breath and said.
At the same time, Yang Feng also saw Wu Sangui in this cavalry, the old Wu was dressed in mountain armor, riding a white war horse, and wearing a red cloak with a bag on his back, holding a Yanling knife in his hand in a commanding posture in the guards of his cronies, and he did look like a general, no wonder he finally tossed Kang Mazi to death.
His appearance de facto ended the battle.
Although even with the addition of his 3,000 house slaves, the number of Ming troops on the battlefield is only slightly more than that of the Qing army, but his 3,000 house slaves are the real elite, which can be said to be the strongest combat effectiveness in the Ming army system at this time......
Of course, the Qing army was not afraid of them.
After all, in the experience of the Qing army, no matter how many Ming troops they have defeated.
But they also knew that they really had no hope of winning, and if they moved forward, they should enter Ning Yuan's artillery range, and they didn't want to suffer from the shells of the red-coated cannons while having to fight a bloody battle with a group of enemies whose strength was not weaker than their own.
The general of the Qing army in charge of the command was five hundred meters away, looked at the direction where Yang Feng was, and gave the order to retreat hatefully, all the Qing cavalry on the battlefield retreated like a tide, Wu Sangui of course did not dare to intercept, his three thousand house slaves pretended to fight a few times, and then hurriedly gave way to the passage, and soon the entire battlefield was only left with dead corpses all over the mountains.
"Chop off the heads of all the Tartars, whether dead or alive, and continue to hang them on our walls!"
Yang Feng said to Tang Yu.
"Your Honor!"
The latter hurriedly said.
This is almost a routine, there are almost four thousand hanging on the wall of Ningyuan, plus these can be crowded, but this move completely eliminates the soldiers' fear of the Qing army, after all, the head of the Qing army is under their feet, and the Qing army generals are dressed like flagpoles on their heads, and it is difficult for them to be afraid of these tartars anymore.
Immediately after the infantry phalanx separated, Yang Feng walked out, and Wu Sangui, who had just arrived, immediately led his subordinates to dismount.
"Minister Wu Sangui is late to save the car, please ask Your Majesty to surrender!"
Wu Sangui said.
"Uncle Chang hurry up, no need to be polite, you and I are like brothers, pass the decree, and crown the prince Taibao of Pingxi Hou Wu Sangui!"
Yang Feng helped him up and said.
"Thank you, Lord Ron!"
Wu Sangui said on the ground.
At the same time, his eyes glanced at a dead corpse of the Qing army not far away, the latter had a thumb-thick arrow shaft in his chest, and a three-edged arrow the size of a child's fist pierced out of his back with blood, the scene looked extremely brutal, a brocade guard walked over, stepped on the dead corpse with both hands, pulled out the giant arrow and handed it to his companion, who was already holding more than a dozen of the same arrows in his arms.
At this time, Yang Feng also helped him up.
"Uncle, why are you here?"
Yang Feng asked.
"Back to Your Majesty, the minister is really worried about the meeting between Your Majesty and Dolgon, and he will never be at ease at Shanhaiguan, so he came to prepare for the emergency, and he didn't want the Tartars to be so shameless that he dared to take the opportunity to be unfavorable to His Majesty."
Wu Sangui said busily.
"Don't mention it, that Dolgon thinks that we have something to ask for him, not only to pay him for cutting the north of the Yellow River, but also to follow the story of the Song and Jin Dynasty to pay tribute to him, it is extremely rude, just to say that I will endure this, the negotiation is nothing more than bargaining, they lion opened his mouth, let's not say that it is really according to them, who would have thought that he actually insulted Taizu in words, I really couldn't bear it and didn't control his emotions for a while, and split him!"
Yang Feng said innocently.
He said it as if it were true, poor Dolgon Quanxia knows, at this time it is time to look up to the sky and be a man who is not so shameless.
"Split, split?"
Wu Sangui said blankly.
"That's right, it's split, it's just to split his two legs like this!"
Yang Feng made a splitting action, and at the same time explained very seriously.
"Poof!"
Wu Sangui almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.
"I didn't expect it to be so easy to split people, that Dolgon is also considered burly, a lot taller than me, so let me step on my neck and one leg, and then split it with such a force, but unfortunately when the Tartar came to save him, I threw his dead body over, and I guess he would have to be trampled into flesh by the horse, otherwise it would be nice to hang him on the wall!"
Yang Feng also continued to show off there.
Wu Sangui was suddenly stunned.
"Your Majesty, did you just say that Dorgon is taller than you?"
He then asked.
"That's right, it's about that!"
Yang Feng gestured and said.
"No, Dolgon and Your Majesty are about the same size, maybe even a little shorter, and definitely not burly!"
Wu Sangui said immediately.
"Wang Chengen!"
Yang Feng immediately turned around and shouted.
Lao Wang hurriedly ran over.
"Are you sure it's Dolgon today?"
Yang Feng asked.
"Your Majesty, the slave and maid have met him twice, and they must recognize him well."
Lao Wang said.
"You describe what he looks like to the eldest uncle."
Yang Feng said.
The old king hurriedly described Dorgon's appearance.
"What color armor did he wear when we first met?"
Wu Sangui asked.
"White."
Lao Wang said.
"Is there any fringing?"
Wu Sangui asked.
"Yes, with red edges."
Lao Wang said.
"Princess, that's a white flag, Dolgon is the owner of the white flag, he doesn't wear armor with a white flag, and he doesn't go to arrest Aduri himself as his regent, that man lied to you from the beginning, and then Dolgon simply made a mistake. In this way, it seems that their meeting with His Majesty was a conspiracy from the very beginning, deceiving His Majesty in the past, even if a thousand of them could not catch His Majesty, the 10,000 cavalry of the mountain behind them could quickly rush to reinforcements, and once they caught His Majesty, then they could do whatever they wanted, but they did not expect that His Majesty Taizu would protect the invincible gods, and the result was humiliating themselves. ”
Wu Sangui said.
He looked relieved.
"Who's that slash?"
Yang Feng said depressedly.
"It's not Dolgon, but it's also an important general of the Tartars, otherwise I wouldn't have the guts to impersonate Dolgon temporarily."
Wu Sangui said.
"This is easy to do, just call Hong Chengchou to ask."
Yang Feng said suddenly.
"Hong Chengchou?"
Old Wu was stunned for a moment.
"Don't be surprised, I arrested Hong Chengchou, he will definitely not be fake, I originally wanted to kill him, you go over and talk to him, if he is willing to confess Dorgon's conspiracy, then I will give him a white silk to cut himself."
Yang Feng said.
Well, soon he knew who he was chopping against.
"Azig?"
Yang Feng, who returned to the upper floor of Weiyuan Gate City, listened to the name in amazement.
"Yes, Your Majesty, according to Hong Wei's confession, he was this person from the beginning, he was the elder brother of Dolgon's mother's compatriots, and he was also the king of Wuying County of Tartar, Ai Duli supported Haoge to succeed to the throne after the death of Emperor Taiji, and Dolgon had already formed a deep enmity, and Dolgon certainly would not let go of the opportunity to kill him after his defeat in Jinzhou last time. Because he was afraid that he would resist, he ordered Azig to arrest him, but he didn't expect Edori to commit suicide and meet the prince, Azig improvised to impersonate Dorgon, and later Dolgon simply made a mistake, and he was responsible for meeting with His Majesty. What they are preparing is to seize His Majesty to coerce our army to unite with it, and release the Qing army to the south into Shanhaiguan, and this time Dolgon is in command in Lianshan, they have mobilized nearly 100,000 troops to prepare to go south, and at this time the army is being assembled, and it will be able to land in Ningyuan in ten days at most. ”
Wu Sangui said with a solemn expression.
Everyone gasped.
"Your Majesty, the old minister implores Your Majesty to board the ship and quickly enjoy Nanjing!"
Feng Yuanyang lay down and howled again.
"Your Majesty, the minister also asks Your Majesty to be fortunate in Nanjing, the minister and the soldiers and civilians of Ningyu and Ningyu will defend this place to the death, and they will not let the Tartar prisoners enter the customs even if they fight to the death, but Your Majesty should not be in danger."
Wu Sangui also knelt down and said.
Then everyone else, including Lao Wang, knelt down, this game can't be broken, 100,000 Qing troops, Ningyu and Ningyu Ming troops combined are not 100,000, not to mention that there is still Li Zicheng's army in the south has not yet gone north, originally everyone's support here is to fantasize that the success of borrowing troops can allow the Qing army to save their lives, but now they have all split Dolgon's brother alive, then borrow a fart soldier, and then it must be Dolgon and Li Zicheng to fight in the north and south, it can be said that there is no hope at all.
"What is this for?"
Yang Feng's face sank and he shouted, "Do you all want me to escape?" If I can leave, can the hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians in Ningyu and Ningyu follow me? Have I left them to be slaughtered by the Tartars? And what about the 80,000 Tartars? I have the blessing of the ancestors, and there are soldiers who use their lives, not to mention 80,000, even 800,000, why be afraid? Didn't Xie Xuan still defeat Fu Jian? Am I not as good as that Xie Xuan? Let me tell you, even if I die here, I will never leave the soldiers who followed me as deserters!
Wang Chengen! ”
"The slave is here!"
Lao Wang hurriedly said.
"Proposed decree, the prince can not die, and into the hands of thieves life and death is unpredictable, is no longer worthy of inheriting the unification, now abolish its crown prince, and such as today's chaos, non-virtuous people can not entrust the world, the clan only the former Tang King Zhu Yujian can be a big responsibility, now pardon his crimes, the heir of the Tang Dynasty, the prison of Nanjing, if I die in this Ningyuan, and no one of my sons escapes the hands of thieves, then the Tang King will succeed to the throne, uncle, you immediately return to Shanhaiguan, Feng Qing, you and Song Qing go south together to announce the decree, Huang Qing, you escort them with naval warships, Then pass on the decree to the military and civilians of Ningyu and Ningyu,"
Yang Feng paused for a moment and said, "I live and die with them!" ”