Cutting over the end of the Ming Dynasty: a dog-leg knife at the beginning

Chapter 1034 Rainy Night, Bloody Night

The pitch-black sky was like a giant pot upside down on the ground, and no black light could be seen. From time to time, a flash of lightning flew past, bringing instant light, and then returning to darkness.The weather is muggy and rainstorms are approaching.

Some torches were lit on the wasteland, and the howling wind pulled the flames long. The flames were dim and might go out at any time, just like the fate of the Bannerman.More than ten thousand banner people camped here. They built a frame with wood and covered it with animal skins to form a tent. Without any extra decorations or extra items, it was just a tent that could shelter them from the wind and rain.The moisture on the ground soaked their clothes, and the mosquitoes rushed over and bit them to pieces, and the wind blew the stench of the herd's excrement, making them want to vomit.Bannerman nobles who had enjoyed a comfortable city life in Shenyang City couldn't bear it for a minute. They cursed one by one, and almost every tent could hear the curses, as well as the suppressed sobs of women and children.It is easy to go from frugal to extravagant, but difficult to go from extravagant to frugal. Banner people are now going through the process of going from extravagant to frugal, and this process is very painful.

On this starless night, someone pulled the strings of the qin, and the sad and desolate music played by the matouqin made people cry. Many Manchu warriors gathered around the fire with tears streaming down their faces and chanted mournfully:

prairie eagle,
You fly from where the sun rises,
Your wings cover the sky,
Your shadow covers the earth,

Jackals are bowing down, gazelles are trembling.

O river, why do you wet his feathers;
O mountain, why did you block his way;
O lightning, why did you break his golden wings;
Sad oh sad, the sea is roaring, flooding the grasslands, the Yinshan Mountains are collapsing and turning into plains,
Great immortal God, why did you recall your proud son...

At this moment, the sad atmosphere was simply suffocating.Someone cut their own face with a dagger, and used their blood to mourn the hero who led them to build a powerful empire. They were invincible and invincible, but finally fell on the battlefield of Shura, and they will always be the King Khan in their hearts.That hero has turned into a proud star in the night sky, leaving them with a broken empire and a dark, sinister future.

Pu Luo stood on the slope for a long time, motionless, like a stone statue.He looked in the direction of Shenyang for a long time, pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.From time to time there was a dull thunder in the sky. To him, it was the sound of the artillery of the Ming army attacking the city. It was extremely violent and deafening. No matter how strong the city was, no matter how powerful the army was, it would explode like thunder one after another. Crashed in the sound of gunfire.Although thousands of miles away, no news, but he knows that at this very moment, his father, his uncle, and the last bit of flesh and blood of the Bannermen are bloody and persevering in Shenyang City, fighting to the death with the Ming army until the last drop of blood is shed. .

"Will someone come over to join us tomorrow along the road we walked?" A childish voice came, it was Yue Le, Pu Luo's younger brother.This guy is also a genius. At the age of 21, he followed Hauge to pacify Sichuan, accumulating military merits and conferring Baylor, and later made great contributions in the war to put down the San Francisco rebellion, and was named the king of the county. He can be called a generation of famous generals.But now he is only 14 years old, still very young.In the Battle of the South, the elite of the Eight Banners died, and the whole family was empty. Even a 14-year-old child had to put on armor and hold a knife to prepare for battle, so now Yue Le is also wearing a pair of leather armor and a pair of swords around his waist. The long knife looks like the same thing.

Pu Luo shook his head: "I'm afraid...I'm afraid no one will follow, and they are all going to defend Shenyang."

Yue Le asked: "Can Shenyang still hold?"

Pu Luo looked bitter and did not answer.

If they could hold on, why did they have to migrate all the way north?
Yue Le also knew that this question already had an answer, and his expression was gloomy: "Our country... is it over like this?"

"Yue Le," Pu Luo pressed his hands on his younger brother's shoulders, pinching his shoulder blades with big hands like iron pincers, his expression was a bit terrifying, his eyes burst out with sharp light like blades, staring at his young brother , Literally said: "We will return to Shenyang!"

Yue Le was stunned for a moment, and said loudly: "We will definitely call back!"

From the largest tent in the center of the camp, women’s screams of pain continued to be heard. A small number of imperial doctors and maids hurried in and out, turning around in circles. The same few nobles knelt outside the tent, looking anxious and restless. .The commotion became louder and louder, so that everyone in the entire camp was alarmed, gathered to wait with the nobles, and some people began to pray to the Longevity Heaven.

After a long while, the first cry of the baby broke the suffocating silence, and the half-tired imperial doctor ran out, shouting: "Longevity God bless, Concubine Zhuang gave birth to the dragon, and the Qing Dynasty will have a descendant!"

The warriors were relieved and cheered loudly: "Long live! Long live!" The sound shook the whole field, and the baby in the tent seemed to be frightened and cried even harder.

A flash of lightning split the sky, and raindrops as thick as chopsticks poured down. The white rain curtain enveloped the surrounding fields with a faint whistling sound, and the sound of wind and thunder drowned out everything.On this rainy night, Huang Taiji's last bit of flesh and blood, the crystallization of his love with Da Yuer, the historical Shunzhi Emperor Aixinjueluo Fulin, came to this world prematurely because of his mother's homelessness.

What awaits this baby is not the empire that has already laid the foundation, but the precarious future of the entire ethnic group, a fate like a candle in the wind.I don't know if his mother will give him the name "Fulin"?Perhaps the name "difficult to come" is more suitable for him.

Just as Fulin was on the wasteland, and the first cry came from the rain, those bannermen who chose to die with the country uttered their last roar in Shenyang City.They took advantage of the heavy rain to launch a night attack on the Ming army, one after another, completely ignoring the casualties.The Ming army first used volleys of guns, then grenades, and later simply met them with bayonets, engineering shovels or spears. Thousands of soldiers were killed in this dense rain that blinded them.The Qing army is like an autumn wheat field, cutting down one piece and another, and like the locusts passing through the sky, burning one group and another group to death. The power and madness that a group can explode at the critical moment of life and death, on this rainy night, on their bodies , manifested incisively and vividly.The Ming army stood on the ground like a cold reef, no matter how the Qing army attacked, it would not move.The rough waves may be able to wear away the edges and corners of the reef, but it never wants to shake the reef half a point!
Seeing that these fierce musketeers are not suitable for night and street fighting, Lu Xiangsheng coldly ordered: "Let the heavy infantry go!"

With one order, a wall of iron and steel appeared at every breakthrough.The hoplites in heavy armor and holding giant axes walked forward slowly in a tight formation. When the giant axes were raised, there was a gust of cold wind; when the giant axes fell, blood splashed everywhere!The swords and spears of the Qing army fell on their heavy armor, sparks flew everywhere, and arrows and stone bullets hit them and bounced in all directions. Unless they were fired with captured rifled muskets, no one could make these heavy armor Infantry down!The charging Qing army found desperately that the charge turned into death. The narrow terrain left them no room to dodge when facing the giant axes of the hoplites. !The terrifying hoplites turned slowly and unstoppably like a giant mill, and the soldiers of the Qing army who were thrown into the giant mill turned into piles of broken corpses.The hoplites were divided into two groups and took turns to ensure that everyone was fully rested, so as not to be soft, and this fierce battle turned into a massacre.

A row of flares rose into the sky, illuminating the battlefield. Under the pale light, the battlefield filled with dead bodies was like Avici Hell.Seeing the Qing army's evil spirits rushing towards them in wave after wave, and then disappearing in the flowing blood, and listening to the terrible muffled sound when the giant ax split the flesh, Wang Tiechui's expression was somewhat compassionate, and he sighed: " If you can't win, you will admit defeat, why bother?"

Xu Meng said in a low voice: "They were frightened by the sins they did, and they were afraid that everything they did before would be retribution to them one by one, so they chose to use moths to the flame to resist."

Wang Tiechui said: "I'm afraid their worries are not unnecessary. There were mountains of corpses at the west gate and the north gate."

Xu Meng sighed: "What can we do? Last year, there were 30 soldiers in the Northern Expedition, and only a few were left. Every life was paid for by the sacrifice of ten soldiers. The Panjin Army had long been jealous and assisted in the battle. The Dongjiang Army has long been red-eyed, and I’m afraid not even a living mouse will be left in the place where they have been run over!”

Another batch of Qing troops rushed up. From their thin and small figures, it could be seen that most of these Qing troops were fifteen or sixteen-year-old children.But you don’t pay attention to these things on the battlefield. As long as you hold a weapon in your hand, let alone fifteen or sixteen years old, even if you are only five or six years old, the other party will kill you. No one will show mercy, so wait for these children , is still the cold steel axe, and the childish screams sounded densely, shrill and short, making people feel creepy.Wang Tiehammer's expression... clearly made him want to vomit.He looked away, touched Xu Meng with his elbow, and said, "This is probably the last battle of our hoplites. I'm afraid there will be no more battles like this in the future... What do you have after the battle?" Intend?"

Xu Meng smiled foolishly: "I listen to Hou Ye's arrangement, if Hou Ye tells me to beat me, I will continue to beat him."

Wang Tiechui was stunned: "Continue to fight? Junggar has been exterminated, Mongols have surrendered, and Jiannu is finished. If you continue to fight, who do you want to fight?"

Xu Meng said: "Master Hou said that the dwarfs in the East owed us a beating, and those bastards dared to send troops to help the war and help Jiannu beat us. We owe them a cleanup. They must not be spared lightly." Seeing Wang Tiehammer frowning Twist, he thought he was worrying about himself, so he comforted him: "Don't worry, Dongyang dwarves are very bullying, the tallest of them can't reach our chest, we can hit ten of them! After finishing Japan, I should probably retire... I'm full of brute force, I don't know any tactics, and I won't have any achievements if I continue to serve in the army. Disarming and returning to the farm is a good choice. How about you? Go back to Hainan?"

Wang Tiechui said: "That's right, I went back to Hainan and ate coconuts and drank cane juice to supervise the work of Japanese laborers. I also built a farm myself and planted a lot of sugar cane and bananas. Now I can harvest them. Can catch up with the sugarcane harvest."

Xu Meng stomped the land under his feet, and said, "I plan to buy a piece of land in southern Liaoning to build a farm, plant rice and wheat, raise another twenty or thirty horses, forty or fifty goats, and eat meat if I want to eat meatloaf." If you want to roast a whole lamb, you can roast a whole lamb, that day, just think about it!"

A smile appeared on the corner of Wang Tiechui's mouth: "Yeah, it's beautiful to think about it... It seems that I also have to buy a piece of land in southern Liaoning to build a farm. In summer, Hainan is too hot, so I hide in southern Liaoning; in winter, southern Liaoning is too cold. I will go back to Hainan!"

Xu Meng's eyes lit up: "Why didn't I think of it? No, I also have to go to Hainan to build a farm!"

The two laughed out loud together.

It is always pleasant to imagine a peaceful life.

But the price of peace is very high. It requires the lives of thousands of people in exchange, and they are still paying the price until now!
Fortunately, they are not far from true peace.

(End of this chapter)