Emperor Ming Dynasty

At the beginning of May, the war went on for almost a month, and the entire Liaodong.From a stalemate situation, it immediately became one-sided.

Under Fenghuang City, the Ming army won a great victory, killing more than [-] people, and the Qing army was defeated; Liaohekou, Taiping Fort, Chen Yongfu fought with strength, defeated Hauge in one fell swoop, and made him retreat in embarrassment.

The fastest progress is the battlefield in western Liaoning.

Li Jizu used artillery to blow down a large number of castles, and the soldiers approached the city of Guangning, which is only more than 200 miles away from Shenyang, so it can be said that they will arrive sooner or later.

In the season of continuous summer rain, Cao Xi walked northward in embarrassment, wearing a distressed armor, holding a waist knife tightly, and wearing a straw hat of unknown origin.

Because of escaping, the war horse under his crotch had fallen to the ground, so he could only remove one leg of the horse as food along the way.

The defeat of Taiping Fort is easy to say, but for many people, it is no less than a catastrophe.

Hauge not only brought his own Zhenglan Banner and the two yellow banners of the emperor's house, but also thirty Niulu, most of which were Han Eight Banners.

Once defeated, Hauge flattered and took his main force of the Zhenglan Banner with him to break through the siege resolutely.

The poor two yellow flags suffered a disaster and could only be hunted down and surrendered.

"Zuo Ling, we have been fleeing for two days, and we haven't seen any pursuers."

The tall, thin man on the side followed behind panting, and around him, there were also about 10 people, leading mules and donkeys, reluctant to let go.

Because it bears their armor, which is enough to pass down the family, and cannot be discarded until the critical moment.

"There are no pursuers, so we have to escape here."

Cao Xi shook his head, sorrow appeared on his once slender face: "The Ming army is in hot pursuit, and if we return to Shengjing as soon as possible, we will be able to survive."

"You won't be boarded?" The other person was also from Zuo Ling, and couldn't help but say.

"No, we are from the two yellow flags. This battle is not on us. The regent dare not blame us."

Cao Xi has a well-thought-out plan.

"But it is precisely because we are two yellow flags that the regent will target us."

These words immediately silenced several people.

Dorgon holds the Zhengbai Banner, and the number of Niulu under his command has surpassed the Zhenghuang and Xianghuang Banners. In theory, the two yellows are the most respected, but in fact the Zhengbai Banner is the first in the Eight Banners.

This is also the reason why Emperor Shunzhi included Zhengbai Banner into the Shangsan Banner when he liquidated Dorgon.

"The defeat in this battle is due to Hauge, but the regent cannot escape the blame. The emperor is already 14 years old and married last year. He should have been in charge long ago..."

"That's right, that's right, it's time for our two yellow flags to fall..."

Others thought about it one after another, and they didn't feel uncomfortable when they were drenched in the cold rain.

Cao Xi was silent for a long time, his thoughts turned back and forth.

His background is higher than these people, so he looks farther away.

His grandfather, Cao Xiyuan, was the commander of the Shenyang Zhongwei." In the third year of his birth, the Eight Banners army led by Nurhachi captured Shenyang.

Cao Xi, who was only two years old, was captured together with his grandfather Cao Xiyuan and father Cao Zhenyan, and was reduced to a "coated aha (household slave)" in Huang Taiji's mansion in the Fourth Baylor of the Houjin Kingdom in his infancy.

With Huang Taiji ascending to the throne, Cao Xi's family also gained great benefits, even if it was a coat, not to mention promotion and official status.

Even he, only in his 30s, has already become Niu Luerzhen, the so-called assistant leader.

It was the first time for him to suffer such a serious injury after years of rich life, but he did not give up, collecting deserters along the way, and finally saved his life.

But again, reading and reading for many years made him far more knowledgeable than others, and he immediately realized the influence of this defeat.

Taiping Fort was only three hundred miles away from Shengjing, and Liaohe was controlled by the Ming army, which meant that the opponent was very fast.

And there were not many chasing troops along the way. Apart from the fact that the opponent was rectifying, the biggest reason was that the opponent was likely to go upstream along the Liao River.

At that time, with enough food and supplies, the Ming army will take down the entire Shengjing City in one go?
What will the Qing Dynasty do then?
What about the Cao family?
In other words, what about the future of their entire family?

With deep doubts, he set foot on the way home for a while.

On the way, he borrowed a horse from a manor and hurried back to Shengjing.

There used to be four city gates, but now only one is open, and the entrance is densely packed with people.

A large number of deserters were stopped, registered, and arranged into the barracks.

Fortunately, Cao Xi was born as a leader and was also a figure in the Han army, so he had the opportunity to return home.

The depressed streets, the fast-paced pedestrians, and the slightly desolate mansions in a word all indicate the future of this city.

"Father, grandfather—"

Cao Xiyuan, who is nearly seventy years old, is still in good spirits at this time because of the pampering in his youth.

But his father, Cao Zhenyan, was born as a literati. When he was in high spirits, the whole family was captured, so that he developed a weak temper.

"Just come back." Cao Zhenyan smiled happily, and then retreated to the side, waiting for his father to speak.

Cao Xiyuan coughed, looked at the young grandson, and asked directly: "You are in Taiping Fort, can you really see the majesty of the Ming army?"

As the former Shenyang Zhongwei Jiedu envoy, a descendant of Song Dynasty general Cao Bin, Cao Xiyuan, as the Shenyang Zhongwei commander, was once the real master of Shenyang, he is lonely.

It is also not reconciled.

Since the early Ming Dynasty, the Cao family has inherited the post of commander. The wealth of more than 200 years has allowed them to develop a wealthy temperament and a proud heart.

The family had no choice but to become slaves. Such a shame and humiliation made him regret his whole life. At the same time, he had deep expectations for Daming.

I hope that one day, Liaodong will be recovered, and their family will return to a noble life.

After waiting for nearly 30 years, today finally saw the light of day.

"The Ming army is better than the Eight Banners."

Cao Xi nodded, and said honestly: "Although Prince Su is brave, he is no match for the Ming army. The army was defeated."

"En!" Cao Xiyuan couldn't restrain the joy in his heart.

Cao Zhenyan, the son beside him, hesitated to speak, and finally said: "The Qing Dynasty is powerful, so it may not necessarily lose."

"You boy, you are afraid of being beaten by them."

Cao Xiyuan scolded, hating iron for being weak: "Although you were a dude back then, you were able to ride and shoot, but now you are wielding a pen, and you have lost all the energy you had back then."

"Father, don't mention the past..."

Cao Zhenyan shook his head, waved his sleeves and left.

Cao Xi was silent.

During that time, his grandmother and mother had been taken away to bear children for others.

Back then, there were only a few males left in the Cao family.

"I will take revenge..." Cao Xiyuan gritted his teeth and said in a low voice.

Immediately, he waved his sleeves and left the house.

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