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

Chapter 115 The hero laments his twilight years

When Songshan Fort attracted the attention of the entire Liaodong region.

Haizhouwei, the mouth of Liaohe River.

An old slave dressed in a brown thin velvet robe stood by the river, accompanied by Fan Wencheng and Tong Yangxing.

The old slave stood here quietly, looking at the hazy rolling mountains on the other side across the vast Bohai Sea, without speaking for a long time.

The honor guard stopped quietly not far away, and the royal guards were all extremely capable.

"Wang Qi himself, are you sure you have entered Songshan Fort?" After a while, Nurhaci finally spoke.

Fan Wencheng lowered his head and replied softly: "According to the reports from the front, we only saw Wang Qi and the general of the Liaodong Army, but not him."

"With Wang Qi's current status and title, I thought that he would not be in danger personally," Tong Yangxing continued from the side: "Furthermore, Songshan Fort is very close to Ningyuan City. Even if there is a situation in Songshan, he can arrive quickly. Lead the troops to support.”

Tong Yangxing was recently promoted to General Niangan by Nurhaci, and a clan daughter was given to him as his wife, making him responsible for the entire Houjin military intelligence system and intelligence exploration. It seems that he is ready to focus on training.

"Isn't there any news from Ningyuan City yet?" The old slave showed no emotion or anger on his face, just looking at the surging sea water in the distance.

The sky-blue sea water mixes with the slightly turbid Liaohe River water, giving people a sense of beauty where heaven and earth meet.

Tong Yangxing quickly raised his head and glanced at Nurhaci, then lowered his head and said: "Due to the martial law in Ningyuan City, our agents and spies have not been able to spread the news for the time being."

When the old slave heard this, he glanced at Tong Yangxing with a stern look on his face and stopped talking.

With a plop, Tong Yangxing knelt on the ground and said urgently: "This servant is stepping up contact with the spies in Ningyuan City to determine Wang Qi's movements within half a month!"

"Half a month?" Nurha's white beard trembled, obviously dissatisfied with Tong Yangxing's answer.

"Ten days! It only takes ten days," Tong Yangxing kowtowed: "I will go to Guangning Sanwei in person tomorrow and I will definitely find Wang Qi!"

Nurhachi lowered the corner of his mouth, and for a moment the fierce light in his eyes flashed: "As long as Wang Qi is killed, the rule of the entire Ming Dynasty and Liaodong region will inevitably collapse! By then, Songshan Castle and Ningyuan City will be at your fingertips!"

"Great Khan, according to the report from our spies in Horqin Left Banner, there have been unusual movements in Yueshan recently," Tong Yangxing was still kneeling on the ground and straightened up to report to Nurhachi.

"Huh?" Nurhachi said softly and looked at Tong Yangxing: "Keep talking!"

After Wang Qi killed Huang Taiji, he forced him to hand over the surrender certificate. From that moment on, Yue Shan and others had no choice.

In the old slave's heart, after the Ping annihilation of Liaodong, Horqin organized his banner to bury Huang Taiji.

"Yueshan sent Bat'er and led more than 5,000 people south. It seems that he is going to participate in the Liaodong war. Calculating the time, he will arrive at the border town of Jingbao area in about two days."

"Haha, I heard, why did Yue Shan please Wang Qi and stuff all the prairie pearls into Wang Qi's tent?" Nurhaci showed a rare smile, but with a hint of ridicule.

"Great Khan, this time Battle led his army south, and I heard that Hai Lanzhu was also following him," Tong Yangxing obviously knew everything about the Horqin court, and even the movements of a woman.

As if he could see Tong Yangxing's dirty thoughts, Nurhachi raised his eyebrows and said, "If you win, I will reward you with the Hailanzhu to play with."

"I don't dare!" Tong Yangxing said he didn't dare, but the smile on his face could no longer be suppressed and he grinned.

The first pearl of the prairie, that kind of beauty, Tong Yangxingxingxingxingxingxingxinggui has been coveting for a long time.

Fan Wencheng on the side shook his head slightly, obviously despising Tong Yangxing. How could a woman be shaken by military and national affairs?
  "Where did Amin go?" Nurhaci looked away, turned around and walked slowly towards the distant ceremonial carriage. Fan Wencheng and Tong Yangxing followed suit. At the same time, Fan Wencheng replied: "The military report arrived early this morning. Amin has led his army to Xiuyan City and will arrive at Haizhou Guard around noon tomorrow."

"Then wait until tomorrow when Amin leads his army to Haizhou Guard, and then we set off together to cross the Liao River and enter Guangning City!"

As Nurhaci spoke, he got on the carriage and turned around and said: "Send someone to tell Yanguli! Play slowly and steadily. No matter what, as long as the Ming army is held down in Ningyuan City, and when my follow-up army arrives, we can capture the Daming Shanhaiguan Pass in one fell swoop." All areas to the north!”

"Slaves, please obey Khan's orders!"

Fan Wencheng and Tong Yangxing bowed to answer.

At this moment, Nurhaci's personal bodyguard from afar came forward and handed a letter: "Great Khan, this is Sanbeile's secret message."

Tong Yangxing and Fan Wencheng both looked confused.

how?

Could it be that the guards in Guangning have changed?

Or have traces of Wang Qi been discovered?
  Nurhaci looked down at the result letter with an expressionless face after unfolding it.

After a long while, Nurhaci snorted coldly: "We don't wait for Amin anymore. Instruct him to rush directly to the front line of Guangning. At the same time, Xiaoyu will be everywhere at once. Two yellow flags will set off on time at Xu o'clock in the evening, cross the Liaohe River, and arrive at Guangning City!"

Hearing that Nurhachi changed his mind and wanted to go directly to Guangning City, Fan Wencheng's expression immediately changed and he stepped forward and asked: "Great Khan, is it Guangning or Songshanbao?"

With a crash, Nurhachi threw the letter in his hand to the ground and turned back to the carriage.

Upon seeing this, Fan Wencheng and others bowed to say hello. They waited until Nurhachi disappeared before lowering their heads and picking up the letter.

"What's going on?" Tong Yangxing also looked anxious.

Nearly half of the Hou Jin army was dispatched. Wouldn't they be unable to capture even a small Songshan Fort?

After a long while, Fan Wencheng read the letter and then said: "Heshuo Tu was eager to achieve success. He led his army to attack Songshan Fort before Zhu Beile arrived. However, due to the unknown terrain and unknown defenders, his command was at a loss, and he lost his troops and generals several times. All attacks were repulsed by the Ming army, and nearly a thousand of our Eight Banners warriors were lost!"

hiss.
  Tong Yangxing's heart sank when he heard this: A bad start would be a big disaster!

Whoa, whoa, whoa! ! !
  Nurhaci's violent coughing sound was heard, followed by the comforting voice of his concubine Yehenala.

After a while, the coughing in the carriage finally subsided.

Fan Wencheng and Tong Yangxing looked at each other: It can be seen that Nurhachi's mood is not as calm as it seems.
  Not long after, Nurhachi's hoarse voice came: "Pass the decree! Let Hu Erhan, Bayanda and others immediately lead the 20,000 people under the Yellow Banner to Guangning Houtun! Daishan will command the entire army and only surround but not fight!! The rest! Let’s discuss the matter after the whole army arrives.”

"The slave leads the order!"

The Hou Jin Dynasty could not tolerate any failure this time. Nurhachi tried his best to reverse the decline of the Hou Jin Dynasty. The army crossed the Liaohe River and once again occupied a large territory in Liaodong.

The whole situation cannot be ruined just because of a small Songshan Fort!
  In the carriage, the side concubine Yehenala wiped the traces of blood from the corner of Nurhachi's mouth, her expression full of worry: "Khan, don't worry, I think Dabeile and Sanbeile can do it."

"It would be great if Si Beile was here," Nurhachi sat on the soft couch, losing his firmness and strength just now.

At this moment, the father missed his eighth son, Huang Taiji, very much.

(End of this chapter)