Desert Eagle Suletan Khan

Wu Wanfu's worry was unnecessary. The defense of the guards stationed in the area of ​​Xiami Village on the south bank of the lower reaches of Shili River was indeed lax, not because of an ambush, but because of their chief of a thousand households, the leader of the Nogai Bear Tribe, Yilian. Yilian also had another identity: the father of Consort Kang Zhenya and one of the fathers-in-law of the Great Khan Lianhua. This father-in-law followed the Tiger Barsi of Oirat to the war and made many military achievements. He was just promoted from deputy chief of a thousand households to chief of a thousand households. He was in high spirits at that time, and he had a backer in the palace. Naturally, he was arrogant and did not obey the management of Wei Zheng, the chief of a thousand households in Mobei.

Wei Zheng ordered him to strengthen the defense of Xiami Village. He was careful at first, but later he heard that the Qing army was attacking Datong and Yanggao, and thought that the Qing army had no time to move south, so he relaxed his vigilance and recited the verses of the Koran in his tent day and night. His tribe converted to Islam, and he himself was a devout believer. The commander did not pay attention, and his subordinates gradually became lax, so that the soldiers who were supposed to patrol tied their horses under trees and slept on the grass, which was discovered by the Qing scouts.

"General Wu, your chance to make a contribution has come," Shang Shanle said to Wu Wanfu, the general of Fujian Town, in a friendly manner: "Fujian Town will cross the river first, Zhejiang Town will be the second, and I and Jixiha'ezhen will come after."

"Yeah~" Ji Xiha, Wu Wanfu and Shang Haoren responded in unison.

Damn it, what do you mean my chance to make meritorious service is here? It's obvious that they are afraid of an ambush to test my subordinates. Wu Wanfu cursed in his heart, but he had no choice but to carry out the military order.

Fujian is located on the coast. Wu Wanfu's subordinates are quite good at swimming. They built rafts and small boats and quickly crossed the narrow Shili River and landed.

"Ah~ Yawn~" The guard sergeant in charge of lookout yawned loudly and stood up. His pupils suddenly dilated and groups of enemies appeared in his eyes.

"Enemy! Enemy attack!" He screamed in fear, but it was too late. All the Fujian people had crossed the river, and half of the Zhejiang people had also crossed.

"Kill~kill~kill~"

Wu Wanfu's troops broke into the Wei army camp and killed anyone they saw. Yilian and his 2,000 Nogai warriors were caught off guard and were thrown into chaos.

Fortunately, Yilian was a good rider. He jumped on his horse and galloped away. Because he was too panicked, he did not flee to Huairen City where Wei Zheng was, but fled to Yunchuanwei upstream of Shili River. Elinqin Batur, the general of Datong stationed in Yunchuanwei, was shocked when he heard the news. He strengthened the defense of Yunchuan, Weiyuan and other places, and sent an urgent report of the battle situation to Shenyang 800 miles away.
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In Huairen City, Wei Zheng, the commander of the Mobei Army, saw the defeated soldiers of the Yilian tribe and immediately realized his dangerous situation: about 20,000 Qing troops were coming towards him, and there were only 3,000 defenders in the city.

"Captain of the Wanhu, the enemy is numerous and we are few. It would be better for us to withdraw from Huairen first and go to Pingluwei to join the general of Elinqin Batur," suggested Huairen guerrilla Sun Zongkai.

"Retreat? We are safe, but His Royal Highness the King of Liao will be in danger," Wei Zheng glared at him, "When you were a garrison commander, you always boasted about your bravery. How come you have become so afraid of death now that you are a guerrilla commander?" Sun Zongkai used to be the garrison commander of Shanyin. When he was transferred to Wei Zheng's command, Wei Zheng saw that he was quite brave and promoted him to the guerrilla commander of Huairen.

Sun Zongkai's face flushed red, and he shouted, "The commander is not afraid of death, so why would I be afraid of death?"

"Okay! In that case, you will stay with me to guard Huairen." Wei Zheng's words were as cold as iron, and his heart was already determined to die. There were only 1,500 Mongolian soldiers and 1,500 Han soldiers in Huairen City. He was not sure if he could defend the city, but as the head of the Great Kingdom, how could he ignore his friendly army and flee in the face of the enemy? After informing Liao Wang Sumur and Datong General Elinqin Batur, the head of the Great Kingdom led his men to quietly prepare for the defense of the city, waiting for the coming storm.

Shangshan's army arrived. When crossing the Shili River, only a few dozen of his men were killed or wounded. The 20,000-man army, with the momentum of a fresh victory, came overwhelmingly. Before the battle, he had made a careful investigation. The walls of Huairen were not high, and the defenders were only 3,000. He was confident that it would not be difficult to capture the city.

However, things in the world are often unexpected. What should be difficult is often easy, and what should be easy is often difficult. Under the leadership of Wei Zheng and Sun Zongkai, 3,000 guards fought to the death. The Qing army attacked for ten days but still failed to conquer the city. Thousands of corpses lay under the city wall. Shangshan was enraged. Twenty thousand troops attacked a small city with only 3,000 defenders, and more than 3,000 casualties still failed to break the city. He snorted coldly at Gushan Ezhen Jixiha: "Tomorrow morning, you lead your troops to attack the city. If you fail, you will be subject to military law!"

"Yes!" Ji Xiha responded majestically.

The generals were startled. The Eight Banners soldiers under Ji Xiha were the apple of the eye of the prince and would not be deployed unless it was absolutely necessary. Now that they were being used, it was obvious that they had made up their minds to break into the city tomorrow.

In the early morning of the next day, while it was still dimly light, Gushan Ezhen Jixiha personally led 3,000 Eight Banners soldiers straight to the foot of Huairen City. This Qing army was very elite. They hid skillfully behind shield carts with swords and shields in hand. When they approached the city wall, they jumped out one after another, set up ladders and climbed up the city.

"Go to hell!" Sun Zongkai slashed at a Qing soldier with all his might. The Qing soldier was very fierce. He didn't retreat after being stabbed on the left shoulder. He slashed at him with his right hand. Sun Zongkai lowered his head to avoid the slashing knife and slashed the man to death with a backhanded knife.

Just as he was catching his breath, a strong wind suddenly came, and a tiger spear pierced his lower abdomen. Sun Youji was a good martial artist, he dodged the tiger spear sideways, and slashed the opponent's chest with the knife in his hand. The opponent was not hurt at all, and the spear swept across and knocked Sun Youji down.

"But it's a strange thing~" Sun Zonkai cursed in confusion, only to find that it was his own knife that had bent the blade.

"Puff~" The tiger spear came again, and he fell to the ground and couldn't dodge. It hit his chest, and blood gushed out. "What a broken knife~" Sun Youji struggled to say this sentence and then fell silent.

The personal guards died one after another in the battle, and finally only Wei Zheng was left, who was tightly surrounded at the edge of the city.

"You must be General Wei Zheng, right? I have heard that you are very brave. If you are willing to surrender to the Qing Dynasty, I will recommend you to the Emperor as a first-class duke. What do you think?" The Qing Dynasty conferred nine ranks of nobility on meritorious officials of different surnames, with the duke being the highest and the first-class duke being the highest among the dukes. Promising this title was full of sincerity.

"Who are you? How dare you make such a guarantee?" Wei Zheng asked doubtfully.

"I am Shangshan, the Doroberel of the Qing Dynasty." Shangshan smiled slightly, believing that the other party must have heard of his name.

"So you are Shangshan Beile", Wei Zheng also smiled, "Thank you for your kindness, but I, David, only have captains who died in battle, not captains who surrendered. My sword hasn't drunk enough blood, so I won't be polite." After that, the captain brandished a Mongolian scimitar, looking like a mad tiger, and rushed towards the Qing army. He killed more than ten people with his own hands and died of serious injuries. When he died, his face was hideous and his hair and beard were erected.

"What a fierce general! If all the soldiers of the Wei Army were like this, the battle would be difficult to fight!" Shang Shan was frightened by his bravery and shouted in a daze.
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When the news of the death of Wei Zheng, the chief of Mobei, reached Shenyang, the Great Khan Lianhua was deeply saddened and issued an edict to posthumously confer the title of Huairen County Prince on Wei Zheng. He also dismissed his father-in-law Yilian, who had failed to guard Shili River, from his post and demoted him from the chief of a thousand households to an ordinary soldier. (End of this chapter)