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Chapter 135 Saarhu Prisoner of War

The important area from Anshan to Benxi in the north of Haizhouwei was guarded by the two banners of Amin and Yuetuo who had been defeated.But as the eastern part of Shengjing was threatened by the Goryeo army, they had to give up their natural danger and retreat to Shengjing.Otherwise, once the Koryo army cut off Shengjing from their troops, the Jin soldiers trapped in Anshan would be in short supply.

"Calm down, we are going back to the teacher and not retreating!" A Niu Lu was really cursing.

When the Eight Banners soldiers of the bordered red flag and the bordered blue flag rose up, the Eight Banners soldiers panicked and their ranks were disorganized.If the Fu Liao army came here at this moment, they might be able to easily defeat them again.

"Soldiers are already tired of fighting, and they are afraid of the Liaonan army like tigers. If things go on like this, we don't have to fight them in the future, we just surrender to them." Standing on the high ground, A Min saw that the formation of his bordered blue flag was in a mess. , could not help feeling disheartened.

"Alas. The whole Xiangbai Banner army was annihilated, and that boy Du Du became a prisoner of the Liao Army. When the news came, it was impossible to stop the panic of the soldiers." Yue Tuo said.

Thinking of Du Du being captured by the Liao Army, A Min felt even more melancholy: "I still can't understand, the main force of the Liao Army has concentrated on attacking us, how can the white flag be wiped out? Du Du followed me to conquer Goryeo, It's not a wine bag and a rice bag."

"How long will it take for Your Majesty to return? If you don't come back, this battle will not be able to continue. If you lose Shengjing, you and I will be the sinners of Dajin." Yue Tuo also said with emotion.

"Zhenghuang Banner and Zhenglan Banner fell into the fortress of the Ming Army in Datong Town and looted countless times. Unexpectedly, Datong City was fortified, and the Ming Army in Ningyuan came back to help. Your Majesty was dragged by the Ming Army. At least it will take more than half a month. The time to return." Amin said.

"More than half a month? I don't know if the Liao Army will give us this time." Yue Tuo went on, "Let's go, Hao Ge and my father should have been waiting for us to go back in Shengjing. The four banners joined forces to fight , I am afraid that even in the era of the former kings, it was rare."

"You are wrong. This time it is not just four banners, but actually five banners. This time in the battle of Shengjing, we must defeat the momentum of the Liao Army." Amin said, "The guards guarding the Jianzhou Guard Zhengbai Banner was ordered to leave Jianzhouwei and is heading south."

"Jianzhou is the birthplace of our Jurchen tribe, how can Zhengbai Banner leave Jianzhou easily?" Yue Tuo said in surprise, "Not only Jianzhou, but also the Jurchen tribes in Haixi and Donghai are also intimidated by Zhengbaiqi."

"If Shengjing falls, do you think Jianzhou can hold it?"

Hetuala, a city with special significance in Jianzhouwei, was the base camp where Nurhachi stationed troops to prepare for war. Before the capital was moved to Shengjing, Hetuala was the center of the Houjin forces. Until now, there are still many Jianzhou Jurchen nobles here live.

Due to the insufficient population of Jurchens in Jianzhou, many people from southern Liaodong, Liaodong, and even Korea were moved to Jianzhou Wei by Houjin to fill the population.

Among them, many Ming soldiers who were captured in the Battle of Sarhu became slaves in Hetuala.

In a small dilapidated temple in Hetuala, twenty or thirty ragged men crowded together.Winter is coming, but their master has no mercy on them.

"Everyone, I heard from a businessman who ventured to Houjin that our Ming army is on the northern expedition, and now we have regained the four guards in southern Liaoning, and are attacking Shengjing in eastern Liaodong! If we win this battle, we will probably fight Go to Jianzhou and wipe them out completely, we are not far from regaining our freedom!" A man stood among the crowd and said excitedly.

"Brother Wang, is what you said true? Our Ming army really recovered the four guards in southern Liaoning?"

"Does our Ming Dynasty still have troops capable of recovering southern Liaoning? If there were, our Ming Dynasty would not have lost so badly in the Battle of Sarhu, and we would not have been reduced to what we are today. look like."

The other slaves with disheveled faces asked questions one after another.

"At least I, Wang Dalang, used to be a small general under the general of the Xuanfu. How could I lie to you by saying some crown words? I have already inquired. It is our newly appointed general of Dongjiang Town, Chu Yun, who took over southern Liaoning. The army he leads is called the Liao Army, equipped with the most advanced firearms. It is said that the firearms of our former Shenji Battalion are less than a fraction of that of the Liao Army! Now the Liao Army is uniting with Koryo and is preparing to attack Shengjing. !” said the man among the crowd.

Twenty or thirty prisoners of war looked at each other.

"If this is true, then our hard times are finally over!"

"This group of damned golden men, when our Ming army attacks, I will settle new and old scores with them!"

"Grandma, bear, I haven't even eaten a day's full meal with this group of golden men in the past few years. If I make a mistake, I will be whipped by them with iron thorns. Look, this body is full of scars. The scars are several times more!"

A slave peeled off the torn cotton wadding on his body, revealing horrific scars.Either deep or shallow, twisting like a centipede.

The other slaves couldn't help but gasped when they saw it.But some people also shouted, "Why am I not? It's okay to be beaten, even if I don't have enough to eat, but the most unbearable thing I can't bear is that I can't return to my hometown! My hometown is in Qinchuan. When I was ordered to help Liaodong, my mother was already [-]. , Now that eight years have passed in a hurry, I don't even know if my mother is still alive. I'm not filial..."

Everyone is in awe.Only they can truly experience the feeling of being a prisoner of war in an enemy country.

"I didn't call you here today to listen to your complaints. No matter how sad, angry and painful you are, what good is it? Can you still say that those high-ranking golden masters are killed?" Wang Dalang interrupted the desolate atmosphere.

"Brother Wang, you..."

"Now our Ming army is fighting to the death with the Jinren, and we bear the enmity of our family and country, how can we not do our part!" Wang Dalang said with pride.

His voice echoed in the small ruined temple, cheering up everyone present.

"Shut up! Brother Wang, if the golden man hears about this, all the brothers present will be killed! Hetuala has three bullies who have the golden man Zhengbaiqi!" A slave grabbed hold of it nervously. Wang Dalang's arm.

"Hey, I'm going to say it today, and I'm afraid the Jinren won't hear you! You, you, and you, don't you forget that you are still a soldier of the Ming Dynasty?! Today, you are still like a dog Do you want to beg for money from the golden man, just to survive?" Wang Dalang's sharp eyes were like sharp knives, and every slave who looked at him lowered his head in shame.

"I got the news that Jianzhou Guard's Zhengbai Banner is shrinking its troops and rushing south to help Shengjing. Hetuala has less than one Niulu soldier. This is our chance to avenge our shame!" Wang Dalang said again.

Hearing Wang Dalang's words, all the slaves raised their heads at the same time, showing fanatical eyes.

(End of this chapter)