Hundreds of households in Liaodong, covering the light with one hand

Chapter 108 Marquis Dingyuan’s plan
  When Beijing's hopes were pinned on Wang Qi, there was already an undercurrent surging in the land of Liaodong.

In the past few days, Hou Jin's troops were continuously marching westward from the Liaohe River. In order to consolidate the results of this battle, Lao Nu invested all his property and troops in almost the same way as Xiong Tingbi stationed in Haizhou Guard at that time.

In the current situation, Houjin has deployed a large number of troops in Zuotun, Youtun and Houtun of Guangning.

Judging from the sand table map, the entire corridor north of Shanhaiguan has Songshan Fort as the dividing line, the area controlled by the Ming Dynasty to the south, and the area controlled by the Hou Jin Dynasty to the north.

And, more importantly, after the Later Jin Dynasty occupied Guangning, the connection between the Ming Dynasty and the Horqin Grassland was cut off. If you want to re-establish a trading route, you must go up the Nuer River, cross the upper reaches of the Xiaoling River, and then go north for five miles. It takes more than a hundred miles to reach the Horqin Kulun Banner.

At the same time, Lao Nu has already issued his latest instructions to the rear gold flag owners ahead.

Twelve words: slaughter the common people; destroy the Han soldiers; destroy the fortress; cut off the communication.

Under this, Liaodong has become the end of the Han people.

To the north of the Songshanbao Pass, under the hazy sunlight, the ground has been trampled into blood by the Jianzhou cavalry. Countless people were driven in groups, with no clothes on, and their bodies and limbs were injured. During the whipping and cruelty, Hou Jin During the construction of siege fortifications, the lives of most of these people have come to an end. Among them, those who are willing to serve as slaves and lick the soles of the feet of the Eight Banner Lords, Gushan, Jiala, and Niulu Lords can barely survive. , have been slaves for generations, and their children have been the playthings of the banner owner and worshiped for generations. If they are not willing, they will be slaughtered on the spot like pigs and dogs, their heads will be used as rubber balls, their heart, liver, spleen and lungs will be used as sewage, and their stumps will bleed all over the floor.

In this scenario, ordinary people have almost given up on resisting.

I can only grovel and be a slave.

Suffering is always the background that the people at the bottom cannot escape.

They can only pray to the superiors. For example, at this time, the duel between Lao Nu and Wang Qi can come as soon as possible, so that the entire land of Liaodong can be controlled by one person as soon as possible. In this way, there may not be less suffering, but as cattle and horses, being enslaved The qualifications are there.

And under this situation, almost everyone in Liaodong can feel that a storm is gathering.

The showdown between the two forces may be in the near future.

Ningyuan City, the general military office.

Wang Qi sat at the head of the high hall, with Liaodong manager Xiong Tingbi beside him. In the two rows in front of him, there were all first-level generals of the Liaodong towns in full armor.

"In the past ten days, the entire defense of Ningyuan City has been taken over by the garrison battalion," Yuan Chonghuan, sitting third under Wang Qi, introduced the current defense situation in the city to everyone in the hall:
  "The entire Ningyuan City is divided into four areas. The outer city defense is under military control. Only generals above the general rank can issue acquisition orders. The outer city area is the transition area, which is the area exclusively managed by our garrison battalion. The southwest of the inner city is for the common people. Activity areas, food, water, and personnel activities are strictly controlled. Daily activities should not exceed three hours. The rest of the time, you can only stay in the controlled area. Only corvees, civilians, and fortification workers can enter and leave. The other area of ​​Gulou District in the center of the city is for In the core military area, all matters related to the city’s defense and troop dispatch depend on this.”

"This military control is limited to three months. The Liaodong General Soldier and the Minister of Economic Affairs and Strategy have the right to extend this control time at any time!" Yuan Chonghuan spent half an hour explaining to everyone in the hall what military control is and what civilian activities are. Areas, what are the places where spies may appear, and what are the key points of city defense.

As for why three months?
  One: After all calculations, the food in the entire Ningyuan City is only enough to last three months. After three months, people's hearts will be in chaos.

Second: To transport grain and troops in Shanhaiguan into Ningyuan City, they need to avoid the Houjin cavalry who may invade at any time, so they can only be transported in small groups at a time, otherwise they can only be used as snacks and supplies for Houjin.

Third: The three-month deadline set by Wang Qi in the court. No one in Liaodong knows about it. Even storytellers and music sellers have turned this paragraph into a drama, and it has begun to spread in the capital.

I heard that even the old slave heard this, and of course he just laughed after hearing it, just like making a joke.

Ping Liao in March? The old slave thought to himself that it was only right to capture Ningyuan City in three months and let Wang Qi return to Shanhaiguan in disgrace.

While Yuan Chonghuan was speaking, Wang Qi kept his eyes slightly closed, and his ten fingers were constantly entangled in his sleeves, as if he was making plans. When Yuan Chonghuan finished speaking, he slowly opened his eyes and said: " Man Gui, Zhao Lijiao, and Yuan Chonghuan are responsible for the defense of the entire Ningyuan City. They have been limited to three months. Everything about the military affairs in the city depends on Yuan, Man, and Zhao!"

As if feeling the burning gaze of everyone, Wang Qi glanced at the scene and said in a solemn tone: "If there is anyone who disobeys the order, Yuan Ke will kill him immediately!"

As soon as the word "Zhan" came out, the atmosphere in the entire hall became solemn.

After saying this, Wang Qi turned to look at Xiong Tingbi: "Master Jinglue, can you say a few words?"

Xiong Tingbi has boarded Wang Qi's pirate ship and is now only responsible for the civil affairs in the city, that is, appeasing the people and coordinating food and grass. The rest depends on Wang Qi alone. Now let Xiong Tingbi say that there is only one sentence.

"Everything is as Marquis Dingyuan said, Xiong has no objections," Xiong Tingbi lowered his eyes and nodded slightly.

"If you have an experienced gentleman like Mr. Xiong, what else can I ask for!" Wang Qi smiled at first and nodded to Xiong Tingbi, then turned to look at the audience, and his tone suddenly became solemn: "Three days later, our ancestors will Dashou, Luo Yiguan, and Qi Bingzhong led a total of 15,000 people to follow this general to Songshan Fort, and within one day, they could seize the passage guarding the pass!"

Wang Qi has emphasized the importance of Songshan Fort countless times, and everyone present understands it.

But Wang Qi wants to lead his troops there in person?

The voice fell.

Not only Zu Dashou, Yuan Chonghuan and others, but also Xiong Tingbi looked surprised.

When facing battle, the general will be in danger, which is a taboo for military strategists.

If Wang Qi makes a mistake, the entire Ningyuan City will be in danger.
  No, the entire Liaodong will suffer.

"Marquis Dingyuan, you" Xiong Tingbi said, trying to stop him.

"Xiong Jinglue, this is military affairs," Wang Qi ignored Xiong Tingbi and raised his hand to stop him from speaking. He just looked at Zu Dashou and others.

"General, please obey your order!" Zu Dashou, Luo Yiguan, and Qi Bingzhong had no choice but to stand up and accept the order.

Yuan Chonghuan, who was sitting at the bottom, looked at Wang Qi's expression, and suddenly a ridiculous idea came to his mind: Wang Qi, he doesn't really want to pacify Liaodong in three months, does he?
  Just rely on the 30,000 troops in Ningyuan City?

Just rely on a few general officers in this hall who suffered repeated defeats at the hands of Hou Jin?
  Just rely on a few fledgling civil servants like yourself?

Or, the Liaodong manager who sat in the hall like a puppet and made meritorious deeds?

Thinking of this, layers of beads of sweat appeared on Yuan Chonghuan's forehead: Regardless of whether Liaodong is annihilated or not, just speaking today, this son's ambition is far less than ours!

(End of this chapter)