Chapter 398: In the Making
After all, Master Guo was a person who had fought countless battles with Li Xinsheng and died, and he was still a little more courageous than those workers, and he was not frightened by the situation they described, but tried to appease everyone's feelings, and first pretended to be calm and shouted to them, saying that the infantry battalion of the Three Guards came with him, and as long as everyone worked together to cooperate with them, they would definitely repel the Tartars and finally achieve victory.
After some agitative speeches, the workers calmed down and followed Master Guo and his cavalry retinue south in an attempt to reoccupy a gate from the southern camp to the north. However, it was a step too late, and the Tartar cavalry rushed head-on, and instantly crushed the workers at the front, this scene stunned Master Guo, of course he didn't bring any infantry battalion, and he didn't have the power to mobilize, what he said before was just a bluff, and it was just a big move.
But the truth is far more grim than Master Guo imagined, the Tartar is like a tiger and a hungry wolf coming down the mountain, although the number of workers is large, but they can't resist in front of them in the blink of an eye. He immediately realized that the camp in Hunyuan Prefecture was over, so when would he wait if he didn't run at this time?
With the work of lightning and fire, Master Guo put behind the words that he had been impassioned and regarded death as home a quarter of an hour ago, and took the lead in fleeing for his life, and the entourage followed closely behind, and the workers saw that Master Guo, who had just encouraged them to fight to the death with the Tartars, was actually the first to run, and they didn't care to scold him for being cowardly and despicable, and they also fled for their lives. In this way, the whole camp was like a tidal tide at low tide, and nothing could stop them from their rout.
Unfortunately, however, the camp was cramped and populated, with tens of thousands of workers crowded together, but it was difficult to move forward. The Tartar cavalry was like a red-eyed hungry wolf, constantly encroaching and slaughtering on the periphery, apparently under the order not to let go of any living mouth.
After Master Guo realized that he was in such a desperate situation, he felt completely frightened, and he even regretted his decision to go north to inspect after learning that the Xuanjian War was in a predicament, and it was also the victory of the Three Guards that gave him too much self-confidence, but he ended up here.
Seeing the workers being surrounded and slaughtered layer by layer, Master Guo had a premonition that if he continued to dry up like this, he would inevitably be in a catastrophe, and he had to think of an emergency way to escape for his life, he didn't want his beautiful life to be ruined on this construction site where birds don't.
It occurred to him that there was not only a construction site but also an ironworks, and that the workshop and the ironworks were built next to each other, so that by going west, he could reach the ironworks, and he could temporarily avoid the Tartar soldiers who came from the north and south to intercept them. More importantly, the ironworks were an important factory for the production of muskets in Datong Province by the Three Guards, which contained hundreds or even tens of thousands of finished and semi-finished muskets.
Under the leadership of Master Guo, many workers rushed in the direction of the iron factory like headless flies. This change was seen by Turg, who had been observing the movement of the battlefield from a distance, and he was surprised that there were still people trying to resist in such a field. Losing the last of his patience, he decided that the army pressed on it with all its might, and that the battle must be resolved before dawn, and then quickly transferred.
Turge rode his horse and rushed over, followed by the white-armored elite soldiers beside him. Suddenly, I don't know who shouted a few times, "Fire gun, fire gun!" ”
In the Qing army, the musket is still called the musket, and many people in the last few wars have suffered from the musket in Gaoyang, so the memory is still fresh, and the fire is still fresh when they see the intermittent firearms being fired in the iron factory, and the soldiers of the encirclement and suppression suddenly have a little sluggishness.
Hearing that the other party actually had a firecracker, Turg was also shocked, could it be that the Ming army was ambushed here? But this idea was suddenly put to the fore, and now that it is ready to fly, where can we look ahead and backward......
The sun is still scorching the earth, and refugees are pouring into Shanxi from Bauhinia Pass in droves. After the Bauhinia Pass was burned down by the Tartar army a few days ago, there was no official army to take over, and now this key road to guard the communication between Beizhili and Shanxi has become useless, and it is impossible to tell how many people have come out of here in just a few days.
Not only was the Bauhinia Pass burned down by the Tartars, but on the way to Datong, the county towns of Guangchang, Lingqiu and other places had been completely burned down by the Tartars.
Although they are aware of the danger, the destination is so beautifully outlined that people ignore the tragic situation in front of them, and wishful thinking believes that as long as they arrive in Hunyuan Prefecture, they will be out of the sea of misery and away from this hellish scene on earth.
"Brother Chen, how long do we have to go to Hunyuan Prefecture? There is not much food left, and if it doesn't arrive today, tomorrow will run out of food......"
The eldest brother of the Chen family stood under the scorching sun, gathered his hands on his forehead, and looked at the north faintly, and could vaguely see a piece of high ground behind it, and there seemed to be many strange-shaped buildings behind it. Immediately his heart was ecstatic, and he cried out loudly:
"Folks, look, look, what's ahead?"
This shout really worked, and those with sharp eyes could also identify those strange-shaped houses, as well as the two steel "long sticks" that extended on the roadbed, this must be the legendary Hunyuan Zhou Iron Works!
The refugees suddenly boiled, and the bodies lost by the scorching sun along the way seemed to return to everyone's bodies in an instant, and everyone screamed and ran away. Ahead lies the hope of their new life, their legendary paradise.
The eldest brother of the Chen family was in good health, almost at the forefront of the entire refugee team, and the large bags on his body did not seem to slow down his running speed in the slightest, and the tide-like voices boiled, while the dense buildings on the opposite side seemed to be immersed in deathly silence.
When the eldest brother of the Chen family finally stepped on the long-awaited land, he was shocked by the scene in front of him and couldn't say a word, as more and more people caught up, the love that was excited and screaming just now turned into despair and fear, and some people even cried on the dry ground in despair as if they were out of strength.
As far as the eye could see, there were still dead people except dead people, through the smashed-up camp gate, there was almost no place to stay, the blood dripping all over the ground had coagulated and turned black, and the color became even more strange under the scorching sunlight.
Swarms of flies swirled over the corpses, buzzing, reminding people that not all life was dead here. After the shock, the people who witnessed this human tragedy suddenly began to vomit, and some even lay on the ground, almost vomiting their stomachs.
When the news spread among tens of thousands of refugees, those who did not see it with their own eyes, in addition to despair and anger, also had a little more doubts, they did not believe that the legendary Shanxi Ming army was actually slaughtered by the Tartars, and they did not want to believe that the paradise that they had abandoned their hometown to join had become a hell on earth.
And Brother Chen, the initiator of this qiē, was even more complicated, he could feel the doubts in the eyes of the villagers, and this gaze was like a dagger stabbing him in pain. So he made a decision to go deep into the camp full of dead people and find out if anyone had survived......
For this eventuality, the eldest brother of the Chen family suppressed the fear in his heart, and resolutely stepped into the camp where the flesh and blood were flying and there was nowhere to put his feet......
Daming Jingshi, for Zhu Youzhen, the son of the Great Tomorrow, is now a double happiness. Not only was he escorted by ministers like Hong Chengchou, but even his most relied on minister, Yang Sichang, also rushed to Beijing. With these two gathered in Beijing, even if the Tartar soldiers are in the city, they should be worry-free.
However, later in the evening, Sun Chengzong also arrived in Beijing from Shanhaiguan in Liaoxi, and of course Sun Ge, who was sick and fragmented, was pulled back by a specially customized carriage when he was old. After Zhu Youzhen heard the news, he immediately rushed to Sun's Mansion to visit him in person, and unexpectedly, after a bumpy journey, Sun Chengzong actually woke up from a coma before arriving in Beijing, and even had a clear adjustment during the conversation. In addition to poor energy and physical difficulty, there are signs of improvement.
Zhu Youzhen expressed his sincere condolences in front of Sun Chengzong's sickbed, and when he saw this old minister who was sick in Liaoxi, I was on the sickbed, my body was difficult to take care of, my eye sockets were deep, and my description was withered, and I couldn't help but feel sour.
The first thing Sun Chengzong did when he saw the emperor was to mention the defense of Liaoxi, the most important of which was the Guanningjin defense line, which he had never been at ease.
Zhu Youzhen was even more moved, and even a little self-reproachful, whether he was too harsh on this old Chen before, in addition to letting him recuperate with peace of mind, he also promised on the spot that he would give his second son Sun Jiaotong, who had been with him, was born as a Jinshi, and was promoted to the governor of Ningyuan Hearing that the emperor was so willful to promote his son to an official, Sun Chengzong strongly objected, but he was too weak to get up, but he was worried about Ning Jinxing, and he could only tell the emperor repeatedly.
"All parts of the Ningjin defense line must not be moved lightly, and they must not be moved lightly......"
In the end, the body lì did not support and fell into a deep sleep.
After Zhu Youzhen returned to the Forbidden City, he immediately summoned Yang Sichang, and had a secret conversation with him for an hour before it was counted, and the news came out on the same day that the emperor planned to be the governor of Yang Sichang's Xuanfu, Jizhou, and Liaoxi military affairs, and at the same time would give him the right to kill the civil and military officials at all levels under his command first.
As soon as this news came out, there was an uproar, and the one who was quite disappointed was Hong Chengchou, who undoubtedly asked Yang Sichang to be the governor of the Xuanfu military affairs, so how should he deal with the governor of Xuanda?