The Rise of Ming Dynasty 1646

Chapter 647

There are more than a hundred Rakshasa soldiers in the Duoduo camp. These people are strong and well-versed in battle formations, and they have the ruthlessness to swing their weapons and die.

When performing martial arts last month, the two hundred elite Ba Yala under his command were no match for these people, but the number was too small.But this time more than 300 people came, and he immediately had another powerful team in his hands!
He said with some emotion: "It is said that the Raksha country is sparsely populated, Brother Ninth's ability to mobilize so many Raksha soldiers must be of great benefit to them."

Ma Guan said in a low voice: "The general heard that His Royal Highness the Regent promised the Raksha people that when the war in the south of the Yangtze River is over, he will send troops to the north to help them suppress the Buryat tribe."

Duoduo frowned, thinking that the Qing Dynasty had no control over Khalkha at the moment, so how would the Buryat army want to send troops to the extreme north?It's probably just to trick these Rakshasa people.

How did he know that the Raksha people were not fools. Dorgon had agreed to leave a place north of Yaksa City for Tsarist Russia to garrison and provide food and grass so that they could conquer Siberia, and thus borrowed more than 2000 soldiers and horses.

It's just that it's easy to ask God to send God, especially Tsarist Russia has a perverted greed for land since ancient times, and Dorgon's rush to the doctor for his disease left a huge hidden danger.

A few days later, Gong Adai and Bai Yintu led a total of [-] troops from Zhenghuang Banner and Xianghuang Banner to Yangzhou.These soldiers were directly commanded by the Manchu emperor. Needless to say, they are fully staffed. At the same time, the weapons, armor, and training are all excellent, and they are also very picky about the source of soldiers. There are even many children of Manchu courtiers among them. The Qing army is definitely the top.

So far, 15 Qing troops have assembled near Yangzhou.

Duduo looked at the tens of miles of company battalion that disappeared into the sky, and his heart was also excited.Ever since Taizu started his army in Xingjing, to the founding of the Qing Dynasty, there has never been such a majestic army, with sufficient food and sharp weapons. If I can command such a mighty army to wipe out the south of the Yangtze River, I will surely be famous in the future. The annals of the Qing Dynasty will be admired by all generations of descendants!

When he was full of ambition, Bai Yintu walked to his side, took out a wooden box from his arms and handed it over, "Prince Yu, His Royal Highness the Regent still has a seal order for you, and you must act according to it."

Duo Duo hurriedly took the wooden box carefully, removed the wax seal on it, and took out the secret letter. It was indeed written by Dorgon himself, but there were only a few sentences——The Battle of the Southern Expedition was related to the fate of the Qing Dynasty. Therefore, the tenth brother should always keep in mind "one more and three no".

One more is to follow the precepts of our ancestors, and we must carry more chariots when we are in battle.What the southerners fight is nothing but sharp firearms, and the chariot is the key to restraining firearms.Don't take it lightly!

The three nos are not to underestimate the enemy, not to divide troops, and not to advance rashly.The former Fan Boluo, Luck Dehun and even Luo Luohun all violated these three points, and they were defeated.Our army is more than ten times larger than that of the southerners, and the Jianzhou warriors can conquer and fight well, and they will win the enemy head-on without defeat.But the people in the south are so cunning, brother Wang just needs to fight steadily, gather the army and mop them all the way, Jiangnan is within reach!
Duoduo chewed on his elder brother's words intently, and couldn't help but sigh. Ninth brother is indeed the "Mergen Dai Qing" of the Qing Dynasty. Although he is far away in the capital, he has a very thorough view of the overall situation. It's every word.

Not long ago, just because I underestimated the enemy and divided my troops, I wanted to take advantage of the civil strife in Nanming and send several people across the south of the Yangtze River to harass, but unexpectedly, they were defeated by the southern army one by one.Shi Tingzhu, Mu Jilun and other ministries suffered heavy losses, losing more than 3000 soldiers, and even Aisongu's army was almost wiped out. Even Aisongu himself has never been heard from.

He secretly made up his mind to follow Brother Ninth's teachings, and this time the Southern Expedition will definitely win the battle!

……

"Ah, Ah!"

Aisongul sneezed twice and tightened his collar tightly, but he still couldn't stop the cold winter wind from burrowing into his arms.

He was defeated by Gan Hui that day, and he hurriedly ran towards the river with the defeated soldiers, trying to escape back to the north bank.The boat he was on was originally parked on the bank of the Yangtze River, but he managed to survive. When he ran to the mooring place, he only saw the water surface was scorched black, and the soldiers guarding the boat were also injured or injured.

After he inquired, he found out that there was a sneak attack from nearby Han Township Yong last night. Although not many guards were killed, the more than [-] fishing boats were burned to the ground.

In desperation, he had no choice but to flee along the Yangtze River, becoming the only senior Jianlu officer who did not return to Yangzhou.

Ai Songgu wore cotton armor when he was defeated, so he didn't feel the cold, but when he was fleeing for his life, the cotton armor was too conspicuous, so he had to throw it all away, and abandoned the horses, and only took a few henchmen to jump into the gutter at night Here, this is lucky to live.

At this time, the ragged shirt he was wearing was snatched from several passers-by after intercepting it. It was not only thin, but also very ill-fitting, which made his nose drip from the cold.

But these clothes made him look more like a refugee, and it was not easy to arouse suspicion.Fortunately, due to the war between the Ming and Qing Dynasties, many refugees flocked to Nanjing every day to survive, and most of them had their hair shaved. He mixed among them and survived until now.

Ai Songgu stretched his neck and looked at the long snake-like line in front of him. There were at least three or four hundred refugees between the porridge donating sheds. He couldn't help shaking his head and muttering in a low voice: "There are so many people, I don't know how long the line is." Is there any soup left..."

Behind him, Guo Lin'a, also dressed as a refugee, hurriedly pulled his arm, and whispered: "Second Master, don't make a sound!"

But it was too late, a tall man in front of him turned his head and said suspiciously: "Listen to your accent, aren't you from Jiangnan?"

Ai Songgu was startled, and hurriedly lowered his head, "I, I escaped from Shandong."

"No, you don't have a Shandong accent..."

Guo Lin'a hurriedly answered in Mandarin: "Ah, my second grandfather's tongue was injured when he was young, so his accent is a bit strange."

The tall man didn't look into it carefully, and said: "Shandong, you have suffered a lot, right?"

Guo Lin'a nodded and said: "Ah, yes, I have been harmed by Tartars and Tartars. I don't know that there are many good sheds in Nanjing. I plan to try my luck."

"Hey, listen to my brother, don't go to Nanjing. Refugees from all over the country have been flocking to Nanjing recently. You see, it's still a hundred miles away from the city, so it's hard to get relief food and porridge."

Ai Songgu was frightened by hunger these days, so he hurriedly asked, "Where are we going?"

The tall man looked them up and down, and said: "You two are strong, why don't you go to Jiangning with me."

"Jiang Ning has something to eat?"

The tall man whispered mysteriously: "I, Feng San, escaped from the famine in Jiangxi and came here, but I have a unique skill in eating."

"Please also teach me."

"Hey, it's okay, just follow the Ming army, and you will be full."

Guo Lin gave him a blank look, "Come on, follow the soldiers, it's not bad if you don't get eaten." He was saving others by himself.

Feng San smiled and said: "You guys from Jiangbei may not know it. Today, the people love the people like children, and have cut taxes several times to help disasters. The army is even more disciplined, and there is no crime in the past. You didn't even hear nursery rhymes." ——Jun Hanxing, blessing the common people, benefiting the common people.”

(End of this chapter)