Chapter Three Three Thousand Miles of Pursuit
From Li Mingxun’s personal opinion, he did not oppose political marriage, which is an important way to gain benefits and distinguish between enemies and others. Sometimes, marriage is more huge than the benefits brought by war. As for the personal happiness paid by political marriage, Li Mingxun did not have much psychological burden. At least he did not have psychological cleanliness. In ancient times without monogamy, the operating space was more free.
Of course, many situations cannot be explained to subordinates like Wu Mu, and there is actually no need to explain them.
Laizhou Prefecture Office, signing house.
Zeng Ying stood in front of a detailed Shandong map and frowned and looked at it. He lowered his head from time to time, found one name after another from the pond newspaper in his hand, and then compared it out from the map.
Shuyang, Haizhou, Ganyu, Teng County... It can be seen that in southern Shandong, the raging Donglu Abatai tribe in northern Jiangsu is gathering its troops to move northward and entering the southern part of Laizhou Prefecture. The main force led by Abatai has entered Juzhou. Taking advantage of the arrival of spring, the plants and trees are beginning to green, and they are releasing cattle and horses, and raising horsepower. They are already preparing to return to Liaodong.
Once the Donglu entered the return journey, the war in the land of Denglai reopened. Zeng Ying was not sure whether the main force of the Donglu was going to return directly to Liaodong or to attack Denglai first. All he could do was to prepare as much as possible. What disappointed him was that Denglai's food was less and less, and reinforcements were not only delayed, but there was no news. The only thing he could rely on was his own Biao Battalion and the elite cavalry under Li Mingxun. Now he did not force Li Mingxun to marry him for immigration.
At the end of March, Juzhou.
It has been more than five months since Abatai's army entered the territory of the Ming Dynasty. It fought from the border wall to Nanzhili, swept thousands of miles, defeated the Ming army for dozens of battles, captured 88 cities, captured countless gold and silver, and millions of people and animals. The task assigned by Huang Taiji to Abatai has been completed. Juzhou has been shepherded for more than a month, and the horses have returned to their fatness and are full of energy, so they have already had the idea of returning to Liaodong.
In the big tent, the generals sat down in two hatches. All those who could sit here were senior officials of Gushan Ezhen level. Abatai coughed softly and said, "Yuele, tell me the news brought by Turge."
Yue Le nodded slightly and said, "General Turge lost two sets of Hailin Company in Laizhou. He besieged Weixian for more than three months and was unable to conquer. He asked the main force to quickly send troops to the north to support him."
"This waste, with elite soldiers and cannons, can't even kill a county town. It's so stupid!" At that moment, the King Huangqi Gushan Ezhen cursed.
Everyone was talking constantly, but none of them mentioned sending troops to support him. Abatai looked around for a week and remembered everyone's performance. He understood the situation at this time. To put it bluntly, the army had plundered for a winter. No one was making a fortune, and no one was eating well. Now it was not that there was not enough money or a small number of livestock, but that there were not so many people to take care of the spoils. Not to mention the Aha slaves who followed the army, even some vests and armor were sent to do the supervision work.
At this time, attacking Weixian again is to capture the chestnuts from the two white flags and the Han arms. It is really not worth it. Everyone should hurry back to Liaodong and receive rewards and titles, wouldn’t it be better?
"If the energy is getting warmer today, the Ming army is ready. After hearing the scouts' reports, Tongzhou alone has gathered 100,000 Mingjun to support the king, and the chief assistant of the Ming Kingdom also has to supervise the army himself. It would be meaningless to continue to procrastinate. I mean, let's lead the army north and return to the court." The order Abatai said attracted everyone's approval.
In fact, for Abatai, this attack on the Ming Dynasty was a great achievement. The failures of Laizhou Bay and Boji Mountain were borne by Turge. Whether it was to capture Weixian or capture Denglai, it was icing on the cake, but it was a great risk.
At the end of March, the army of Abatai began to return to Liaodong. The army launched, heading north from Juzhou, all the villages and towns along the way fled to the city. The county towns closed themselves to defend themselves, and they joined Turge's side troops at the border between Qingzhou and Laizhou, and then headed west. The team was extremely large, with more than 70,000 soldiers and more than 100,000 people and animals captured and occupied, with no vehicles, stretching for more than 300 miles.
Abatai is reckless, but he is skilled in the army. He uses Turge as his vanguard and is in charge of the central army himself. While Manchuria with sufficient horsepower, Mongolian cavalry is arranged on both wings, and Han army is the rear guard, and together with Aha, escorting camels, chariots, horses, people and animals. The army continues to escort the land of the Central Plains, and the flags cover the fields. Often the vanguards enter Zhili, and the rear team never leaves Shandong. If a turbid wave rolls through the Central Plains, all the corpses are like mountains and hungry. None of the Ming generals around the surrounding Ming army dares to attack. They often look out from a distance and dare not take the formation. The generals abandon the city pointed by the enemy's soldiers, and the civil servants hang their seals and leave. Few people dare to block their edge.
(During this time Abatai invasion, the Ming army was extremely weak in resistance. Apart from several encounters in the capital and the battle to defend the city in Shandong, the only thing that can be praised is Xiao Yuanying raiding the Mongols in Haizhou, and Zhou Yuji's ambush in Yangliuqing, Tianjin. The former will have a plot later, and the latter will not be discussed because it has nothing to do with the main line.)
In mid-April, Abatai's army crossed Weixian and headed west, eliminating the biggest threat to Denglai. After confirming the security of Dengzhou, two cavalry gathered under the city of Weixian. One of these two cavalry was a newly formed mixed cavalry battalion of the community, with a total of more than 2,300 cavalry, while the other cavalry was led by the armed forces, with about 1,000 cavalry. They were carefully selected from the governor's battalion. Both cavalry were one man and two horses, and the equipment and supplies were also carried by horses and mules, so they were going to pursue the Donglu.
Wang Chengen and Zeng Ying stood in front of everyone, raised their wine glasses and said, "The East Gate is cruel and slaughtering the people. You must not let them leave. Everything is entrusted to you."
Lee Mingxun took the wine glass, drank it all, and then chased westward.
As soon as the army set off, Li Mingxun saw Zeng Shuyi riding the wings of the magical war horse. She was wearing the maid's clothes and had obviously just escaped from the care of her family. When she saw Li Mingxun, she shouted loudly: "Bring me, bring me with me!"
Li Mingxun glanced at her, her face turned gloomy, and said, "This is going to fight, not an outing, no one takes care of you."
"I don't need anyone to take care of me, I have to fight against the enemy." Zeng Shuyi said stubbornly.
Lee Mingxun sighed: "Then you at least change your clothes, so you can't make people look different from my soldiers."
After saying that, Li Mingxun waved his hand and the army set off. Zeng Shuyi was stunned for a moment, but galloped towards the club barracks outside Weixian. Most of the soldiers in the battalion went on a war, leaving only the auxiliary soldiers. She lifted a tent and found that there was a soldier surrounding the fire. She looked at it and found that the auxiliary soldiers had a similar figure as her. She stretched out her hand to wave it. The auxiliary soldiers had never seen such a beautiful girl. They subconsciously walked over, and then were hit on the back of their heads by Zeng Shuyi's hilt. Before she fainted, Zeng Shuyi began to strip the armor and weapons on his body, then switched to her body, smiled proudly, picked up her sword and ran out of the tent.
In the distance, the smoke and dust that was marching out of the army soared into the sky, as if not far away, but she turned her head and saw that the war horse tied to the fence had disappeared.
"Li Mingxun, you lied to me!" Zeng Shuyi burst into tears.
The cavalry led by Li Mingxun pursued the westwards. Because the troops gathered after the Donglu crossed the border, the army launched troops four days later than the Donglu. Therefore, they kept chasing Linzi and finally caught up with the Donglu's guards. The army pursued along the official road, only looking at the places where the Donglu passed, almost no one was inhabited, and there was a doomsday scene. The roadside was full of corpses. Whenever they passed by the Donglu camp, there was a large mess. The women's bodies were still naked around the camp, and all of them were tortured to death. The Donglu had always attacked the border, and they often returned to Liaodong to count how many people and animals were captured, but they didn't know that along the way, the forced captive people often did not have ten or three left. If we talked about the destruction of family and people caused by the looting process, the number of people was even more scary.
Therefore, although the number of people captured Liaodong in each Qing Dynasty was only 100,000, or at most 300,000, the casualties caused by this were millions. It is precisely because of this that the areas chosen by the Eastern Captains several times were different because they knew very well that any place they had robbed by them could not be restored without ten or twenty years, and they could only rob other places.
Wumu had more than 300 cavalry under his command, all of whom were carefully selected from the cavalry battalion. He was very good at riding and shooting kung fu. He led this cavalry as the van, walking in front of the army, and marched day and night. Yesterday, he caught several fallen Han cavalry at the ferry. Wumu chose to leave the main road, and with the help of the woods on the side of the road, he chose to march in the evening and early morning with poor vision. His intention was very simple, and he raided the enemy's rear team.
The army set out in the middle of the night and marched with the help of the moonlight. The hazy moonlight shone on the cavalry through the thin clouds and treetops. It emitted light on the armor and copper bubbles. From a distance, it was quite gloomy, like a ghostly soldier's aisle. The villages and fields where they passed were shouting and leaving, and no one dared to approach.
Early in the morning, it was the most sleepy time for people to move forward, but it was also the most convenient time to move forward. The cavalry line of the vanguard became winding. The cavalry who had been driving the middle of the night was extremely sleepy and could only stare at the ponytail of the people in front of them. The soldiers bit their tongues from time to time to keep themselves awake. As a general, Wu Mu was in front of him at this time. With the hunting habits he had developed for many years, he carefully searched for the traces of the enemy. The Han army captured yesterday ran away and would definitely catch up with the enemy, but he didn't know how the Donglu would deal with it. Wu Mu felt that the most likely was an ambush, so he was more careful.
The morning mist covered most of the jungle, and there seemed to be white shadows leaping inside, but there was no sound of horse hooves. Wumu whistled, making the people behind him alert. The forwards dispersed automatically and moved forward separately. Wumu put away his own, took out the horn bow, and carried the bow with the arrow, and slowly moved forward.
Suddenly, it became quiet in front of me. Wumu saw a black shadow standing there, as if it was a man, and like a stone. He raised his head and sniffed the smell of the air. Suddenly, he led the bow, and the duck-billed arrow on the bowstring shot towards the black shadow. With a wail, there was a sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.
The vanguard cavalry took action one after another and surrounded the wings. For a moment, arrows flew across the fog, and screams and howlings sounded from time to time. Then a whistle and the sound of horse hooves gradually faded away.
Wu Mu dismounted and saw the man he shot, and the flat duck-billed arrow cut half of his neck, and he was already dead. He took off the skinny hat from the man's head, and looked at the war horse that could not escape because of the reins hanging on the branches. The war horse was fattened and his ribs were exposed. Wu Mu nodded slightly and said, "This ambush is the Han army flag we defeated in Laizhou, the old Guanning army."
"Why is the combat power so weak?" One of the men was a little surprised.
"The enemy can't guess that Denglai's troops dare to chase them out. They are still chasing them so far. I'm afraid they treat us as the Ming army. If you come, you have to catch a big man when you start chasing them." Seeing that the horse was so fat, Wu Mu knew that the enemy's horsepower would be unbearable, so he immediately issued an order.
Soon, the vanguard led by Wu Mu chased out of the jungle and came to the uncultivated fields. He personally led more than fifty cavalry to chase after him. The fog in the plains dissipated. From a distance, he saw that there were three or four hundred cavalry in the enemy, but he suffered a great loss in the jungle. At this time, he was running wildly. Wu Mu had excellent eyesight and found that one of them was wearing a gorgeous cloak and surrounded by strong guards. I think he was a big shot, so he chased him.
At this time, the two wings were surrounded, surrounded by three sides, and did not get close. They just led the bow and shot arrows. The two sides shot each other for several rounds, and some people fell to the ground. After all, the Han army flag behind the hall was weak and they didn't know how many pursuers were. Even though the number of people was superior, they could not hold on. Wu Mu suddenly stood up from the horse, aimed at the horse's war horse. With a whoosh, the sharp arrow was inserted into the buttocks of the horse. The horse stood up and neighed loudly, and actually threw the boss to the ground. Wu Mu shouted: "Catch up, catch that person, and give him a hundred taels of silver."
Everyone responded in unison, put away their bows and arrows, pulled out their sabers, chased them up, and got closer. They threw spears out several rounds, killing several people on the spot. The sabers were waving, and chopping and killing all those gathered around the leader.
"Where is this general's subordinate? This is Zu Zerun. My father and grandfather are Wu Sangui. Don't take action, don't take action." Zu Zerun had broken his calf, lay on the ground, shouting loudly.
Umu laughed: "It turns out that he really caught a big man and brought him back to the Central Army for interrogation!"
In the middle army, Li Mingxun glanced at Zu Zerun who was kneeling on the ground and asked, "So, the main force of the Donglu has arrived in the Daqing River area and is crossing the river?"
In order to save his life, Zu Zerun dared not hide it anymore. He quickly said: "It must be crossing the river. When I came, I participated in the military convention. He was ordered by the general to say that after crossing the Daqing River, it would be not far from Zhili, so he asked the brigade to cross the river first. The baggage and people and animals have just crossed the river."
Chapter completed!