Take the warehouse back to the end of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 506 Dreamland
"But what does all this have to do with me? I'm not Dorgon, he ran away, what's the use of telling me?" Huang Taiji looked at Zhao Wen and said pretending not to care.

Although he was calm on the surface, he scolded in his heart.

"Damn Dorgon, damn it, he deployed his forces on the east wall where there are no enemy troops. On the surface, he appeared to be loyal to the country, but in the end he ran for his life faster than anyone else. Damn it."

Huang Taiji gritted his teeth in hatred, his face flushed.

Zhao Wen looked at Huang Taiji like this, and said playfully, "Didn't you say you don't care? How did you get so angry?"

"Hmph!" Huang Taiji snorted coldly, glanced lightly at Zhao Wen, and then fell into silence.

"I have completely captured Liaoyang City, and I have almost wiped out all the defenders in the city. What else do you want to say? Now, I have wiped out all your vital forces.

When you enter the capital, the spring and autumn dream of ruling the Central Plains is shattered.Do you hate me so much?You don't need to hate me, you did all of this yourself.

To the east of Shenyang City is Fushun, and a dozen miles to the east of Fushun is Saerhu. Saarhu is a beautiful place with mountains and water.It's a pity that the bones of Ming soldiers are buried there.

When the Ming Dynasty was defeated, the battle of Sarhu was horrific. More than 300 generals died in battle, more than [-] soldiers died directly, and countless wounded.The loss of food, grass and supplies, and countless weapons and armor.

If Saarhu Daming wins, then you will not be there.Unfortunately, Saarhu lost.such a pity! "

Zhao Wen looked at Huang Taiji, and when he said Saarhu, his voice suddenly became heavy, and he sighed again and again.

There are countless wars that changed history in the 5000-year long river, but in Zhao Wen's view, there are two wars that have changed China the most.

One is the Yashan naval battle at the end of the Southern Song Dynasty, and the other is the Sarhu battle at the end of the Ming Dynasty.

A cultural country is lost, and a dress is cut off.

Without these two wars, the pattern of the world might not be the same.

"At this time, the Ming Dynasty is already declining to the west, and the gold and jade are ruined, so why not be defeated?" Huang Taiji couldn't help but sneer when he heard Zhao Wen talk about Saarhu again.

In the Battle of Saerhu that year, the Ming army had as many as 11 people, and North Korea even participated in the war.

Nurhachi only had 6 people in his hands, but it was these 6 people who defeated the Ming army several times larger.

Thinking about it now, Huang Taiji felt excited.

"Hehe!" Zhao Wen sneered twice, and said again: "The sun is fading away? The gold and jade are in ruins? Yes, you are right. But if you go forward more than ten years, why don't your family dare to rebel?
When Li Chengliang was alive, why didn't Nurhachi rebel?Speaking of Li Chengliang, I'm curious about what Li Chengliang has to do with your family. He is willing to support Nurhachi.Sit and watch him unify Jianzhou Jurchen and Haixi Jurchen? "

When Huang Taiji heard Zhao Wen mention Li Chengliang, he fell silent for a moment.

"In the 11th year of Wanli, Li Chengliang once again sent troops to attack Wang Gao's son Atai. Nurhachi's father, Ta Keshi, was Wang Gao's grandson-in-law, and was accidentally killed by Li Chengliang in this battle.

However, Nurhachi and his younger brother Shuerhaqi were captured. Because of their status, they were adopted by Li Chengliang and served as soldiers in his army for three years. "Zhao Wen introduced the historical introduction about the relationship between Nurhachi and Li Chengliang. "I don't understand one thing. Li Chengliang was a general of the Ming Dynasty, while Nurhachi was just a boy at that time, and he was related to the rebels. of.

If this kind of thing was put on other generals, they might be slaughtered along with Nurhachi and Shuerhaqi. How could they adopt them both?And Nurhachi was taught by Li Chengliang, and he was highly valued by Li Chengliang. "

Historical records on the relationship between Li Chengliang and Nurhachi have always been vague, and there is no clear statement.

"What's the use of asking these questions? What does this have to do with you? You should take care of yourself!" Huang Taiji must know the secret here, but he is unwilling to say it.

"Forget it, forget it." Zhao Wen waved his hand, then stood up.

He looked down at Huang Taiji, and said expressionlessly: "Now that Liaoyang City has been taken down, Dorgon is the only one left. Before chasing and killing Dorgon, I have to do one thing.

What I did was very simple, that is to select more than 4 or nearly 5 prisoners from among them, and then escort them to Sarhu.

I want to use their blood to pay homage to the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty who died in the Sarhu battle. By the way, not only these captives, but you are also together. "

After Zhao Wen finished speaking, he walked out without looking back.

Hearing Zhao Wen's voice, Huang Taiji yelled after reacting, "You actually killed the captives? You actually killed the captives? Aren't you afraid of being stigmatized and scolded by the world?"

Huang Taiji wanted to rush out, but he was restrained by the iron chains on his feet, and he fell to the ground after running out a few steps.

Huang Taiji was lying on the ground, looked at Zhao Wen's back, and cursed: "Zhao Wen, you will die badly, you will die badly. I will wait for you underground, I will wait for you!"

Hearing Huang Taiji's cursing, Zhao Wen led Li Xiaosan and the others out of the cell without even looking back.

After Zhao Wen left, Hauge was imprisoned in the cell where Huang Taiji was.

Huang Taiji lay on the ground with a dull expression, his whole body was lifeless.

Hauge looked at Huang Taiji lying on the ground, hurried over to help Huang Taiji up, and sat on the bed in the cell.

"Hou Jin is over, Hou Jin is over. Back then, Father Khan shouldn't have raised troops against the Ming Dynasty, and Father Khan shouldn't have raised troops against the Ming Dynasty!" Huang Taiji sat on the bed full of firewood as if he was stupid, and said to himself dully Soliloquy.

"Back then, my Empress Jin's 11 elite soldiers defeated the [-] Ming army in Sarhu. At that time, how high-spirited and brave was my Empress Jin warrior."

Huang Taiji stared blankly at the ground, recalling the battle of Saerhu that year in his mind.

After a long time, Huang Taiji shouted: "Zhao Wen, you shouldn't appear in this world, why did you appear in this world, why?"

Hauge didn't know what happened. Seeing Huang Taiji in such a state, he didn't dare to ask, and could only let Huang Taiji go crazy.

……

Zhao Wen returned to Anzha's tent in the Shenyang Imperial Palace. He sat on the main seat in the tent, took out a few pieces of paper, and started writing with a pen.

After a while, Zhao Wen put down the brush in his hand, moved his sore wrist, then took out his big seal, dipped it in ink pad, and covered it.

After finishing all this, Zhao Wen took out several bamboo tubes, rolled the papers with the orders written on them into rolls, stuffed them in, and sealed the mouths with wax paint.

"Pass these orders to Zhou Laoliu and Mao Wenlong!" Zhao Wen handed the military orders written on the table to Li Xiaosan.

Li Xiaosan took the order, cupped his hands at Zhao Wengong, and then headed outside.

Zhao Wen's order was very simple, that is to let Zhou Laoliu and Zhang He Wang Chong lead their respective armies to move in the direction of Hetuala, the old village, and prepare to pursue Dorgon.

As for Mao Wenlong and Zheng Yiguan, they were asked to leave [-] soldiers in Liaoyang City, and the rest of the troops moved to Sarhu with the captured slave soldiers.

After Li Xiaosan walked out, Zhao Wen leaned on the back of the chair, thinking about the problem quietly.

At this moment, a sense of sleepiness surged up, and Zhao Wen's eyelids became heavier and heavier until he finally fell asleep.

……

"Charge, charge, kill me, kill them, kill them and kill them!!!"

An old man over sixty years old with white hair was wearing a blood-soaked armor, holding a waist knife full of gaps, and led thirty or so armored soldiers to charge forward non-stop.

The armor on the old man was the iconic general armor of the Ming army, but it was covered with blood and knife marks.

"Rush over, rush over, kill over, kill me!" The old man's eyes were full of fierce light, he waved the waist knife in his hand, and rushed to the front.

Behind him, the ground was covered with corpses, blood pooled on the ground, exuding a stench.

Enemy soldiers in cotton armor were constantly rushing towards them.

These enemy troops are none other than Jiannu.

Around them, the soldiers under their command ran around in panic like sheep encountering wild wolves.

Jiannu soldiers waved their weapons and rode their horses through the rout.

The army was defeated like a mountain, and there were panicked soldiers of the Ming Dynasty everywhere, and the fleeing Ming army was everywhere, and there were screams and shouts of killing everywhere.

The military flag of the Ming army was trampled under the hooves of Jiannu's horses and into the soil.

With wild laughter on their faces, the Jiannu soldiers kept rushing towards the center of the rout.

In the very center of the rout, a big Liu character flag fluttered in the wind, buzzing.

The old man is none other than Liu Ting, known as the military god of the late Ming Dynasty in history.

"General, we can't rush out, we can't rush out!"

Liu Ting's personal guards were on the right side of the old man. He looked at the enemy army rushing towards him like a tide, and shouted in despair.

Liu Ting roared angrily: "If you can't rush through, you have to rush and kill me. I have been on the battlefield for decades and made countless meritorious deeds. I don't believe that a little Jian slave can stop me?"

Although Liu Ting was over sixty years old, his body was burly like a young man in his twenties, and his eyes were full of fierce light.

"General, the front, the rear, the right, the left, there are Jiannu bandit soldiers everywhere. Our main battalion, the first battalion, and the second battalion have all been defeated. We are alone, and we have penetrated more than three hundred miles alone, and I am afraid that there will be no reinforcements at this time, what should we do?" The commander of the guards looked at Liu Ting and shouted in panic.

Liu Ting held the waist knife firmly in his right hand, and grabbed the collar of the commander of the guards with his left hand, yelling, "You have been with me for seven or eight years. I ask you, can you see that I have flinched in the battlefield? After fighting for decades, I have never known how to write words that are afraid of fear.

Fighting against Burma, the Luoxiong Rebellion, the expedition to North Korea, the Battle of Banzhou, and the reconquest of North Korea, the old man has made great military achievements.There are [-] or [-] bandit soldiers who died in the hands of the old man. I tell you, if you are afraid, you can leave now, let alone the soldiers brought out by the old man. "

Liu Ting pushed away the commander of the guards, and led the surrounding guards to rush forward.

The surrounding Jiannu soldiers and horses were like waves on the sea, rushing towards Liu Ting's direction non-stop, wave after wave, without stopping for a moment.

Liu Ting waved the waist knife in his hand, and slashed at the Jiannu soldiers who rushed over, hacking one of the Jiannu soldiers who rushed to the ground to death.

When he retracted his waist knife, he was already surrounded by Jiannu, and he was the only one left on his side.

The ground was full of corpses, all his personal guards were killed in battle, even the commander of the personal guards just now died not far from him.

Jian Nu surrounded him and looked at Liu Ting excitedly.

Liu Ting held a waist knife full of gaps, and looked at the Jiannu around him like a wolf.

"what!!!"

A Jiannu with a spear in his arm rushed towards Liu Ting screaming.

Liu Ting, who was already exhausted, had no time to dodge, and was directly stabbed in the calf by the Jiannu soldier, and fell to the ground all at once.

"go to hell!"

A Jiannu rushed from behind Liu Ting and rushed towards Liu Ting.

"kill him!"

Someone yelled, and all the surrounding Jiannu rushed up, brandishing their weapons.

Liu Ting lay on the ground, endured severe pain, looked at the sky, and shouted: "This old man is Liu Ting, the commander-in-chief of the Ming Dynasty, a bandit soldier. What's the point of killing me? What's the fear of dying? Come on!!!"

Following Liu Ting's final cry, the surrounding Jiannu slashed down at Liu Ting with their weapons.

After Jiannu left, there was only a pile of human-shaped meat paste left on the ground.

"My lord has an order, don't take prisoners, kill me!"

A La Zhangjing was riding on a war horse. He looked at the broken soldiers all over the mountains and plains, and shouted loudly.

The fighting lasted for two days and two nights. After Jiannu withdrew his troops, the ground was full of corpses, and blood gathered in the low-lying places, exuding a stench.

Crows hovered in the sky, swooping down from time to time.

The dead bodies all over the mountains became a carnival for crows.

……

Zhao Wen opened his eyes, looked at the darkening sky outside the large tent, and rubbed his temples.

"Liu Ting, Li Rubo, Ma Lin, Juniper, Bingzhong, Zhang Chengji, Chai Guozhu, Li Guangrong..."

Zhao Wen stood up, walked to the door of the big tent, looked at the moon gradually rising in the sky, and whispered the names of the generals who died in the Sarhu battle.

"My lord!" Li Xiaosan walked in. He looked at Zhao Wen, saluted, and said, "My lord, the military order has been sent out."

Zhao Wen looked at Li Xiaosan, heaved a sigh of relief, and asked, "I remember you told me that you are the third child in the family, and you have two older brothers?"

Li Xiaosan was slightly taken aback, not knowing what Zhao Wen meant by this, but he quickly said, "Yes, there are two older brothers above me. The eldest brother is Li Dayi, and the second brother is Li Zhonger.

My two elder brothers used to be the frontier soldiers of Xuanzhen. They were transferred to Liaodong by the imperial court in 47th year of Wanli to attack Jiannu. After the defeat of Sarhu, they never came back. "

(End of this chapter)