I am Emperor Wanli

Chapter 327: Fushun City
After receiving the secret letter, Wei Jianping read it four or five times but still couldn't believe it.

"real or fake?"

"Commander-in-Chief, this is a secret order written by the Governor himself, how could it be fake?" replied the military school of the Governor's Office who was ordered to deliver the order.

"No, I mean what's in the secret order. Is it true or false?"

"Governor Wei is leading the team personally." The military academy was too lazy to tell whether it was true or not.

"It can't be wrong that Duke Wei is leading the team. Duke Wei previously served as governor of Liaodong for two years, and his power and virtue were equally respected by the Jurchens, in particular.

I never thought that at this critical moment, Duke Wei could gather a special force and turn the situation around. Okay, I understand. You go back and report to Duke Wei. I will follow your orders and will not make any mistakes. "

"Yes!"

In an earthen house in Dong'an Fort, 30 miles northeast of Fushun City, Wei Xueceng, dressed in military uniform, a fur-edged cotton jacket and a fur hat, sat on a wooden stake, reaching out to warm himself by the fire.

"Gao Ce, are you transferred from Tiancheng Guard in Datong Town?"

He asked in a friendly manner a general next to him, who was in his twenties, fully armored, and looked strong and majestic.

"In reply to Lord Wei, I was born in a military household in Shanxi Town. I joined the army at the age of sixteen and became a guerrilla commander of Tiancheng Guard in Datong Town. In the 44th year of Jiajing, I was transferred to Jizhou Town. In the first year of Longqing, I was transferred to Liaodong Town. I followed General Li and Deputy General Zhou to wipe out the Jianzhou and Haixi Jurchen tribes, and became a garrison commander for my meritorious service."

Wei Xuezeng nodded and said: "The Xiantai has entrusted you with an important task, so he must think you are a good general."

Wei Xuezeng was nominally the leader of the army, but it was impossible for him to directly command the operations.

Tan Lun selected Gao Ce, the garrison commander of Liaodong Town, to lead 300 military officers and command an army of 10,000 young and strong Jurchen tenants and military households, which Tan Lun named the Sushen Camp.

"The governor is showing favor to me."

"Changce, this battle is of great importance. Whether or not Liaodong's predicament can be reversed depends on this one move! You are very important."

"Governor, I will do my best and go through fire and water."

"How are you handling the situation in Sushen Camp?"

"To reply to the governor, with your reputation, the organization went very smoothly. According to the order of the governor, we will organize three battalions according to the Class B cavalry regiment. There will be 3,000 men in each battalion, and 1,500 brave men in the front and back, organized into the Ruiyi Battalion as the vanguard.

These Jurchen soldiers have lived in Liaodong for a year or two. They are all experienced Jurchens and are good at hunting, fighting, riding and shooting. They can be of great use. "

Wei Xuezeng nodded, waved his hand, and signaled his attendant to bring a small map. He spread it on his knees and said to Gao Ce: "Changce, the 30,000 Jurchens led by Zhuangtu Taiji have surrounded Fushun City on three sides. His main tent is here, on the deck fifteen miles northwest of Fushun Pass.

To capture the king, we must first capture the thief! As long as we take them by surprise and annihilate Zhuangtu Taiji and his 3,000 Chahar followers, the 30,000 Jurchens in Fushun City will not fall into chaos without a fight."

Gao Ce nodded and said, "What the governor said is very true. Most of these 30,000 Jurchens are from Haixi, and some are from Jianzhou who escaped.

I have talked with the Jurchen soldiers and warriors in the Sushen Camp in the past few days. The Jurchens gather in tribes and often fight each other in order to snatch prey and occupy pastures and rivers.

These 30,000 Jurchens were either unfamiliar with each other and had no tacit understanding; or they had old grudges that they kept secret and were afraid of the Ming army. But now they were able to gather together, with the Ming threat outside and Zhuangtu Taiji leading them inside.

As long as we defeat Zhuangtu Taiji and raise the banner of the Ming army, these 30,000 Jurchens will surely fall into chaos! "

Wei Xuezeng nodded with satisfaction.

Tan Lun indeed had vision and chose a good general.

He knows himself and the enemy, and has a plan in mind, so he will be confident of winning the battle.

"Changce, have you formulated a strategy?"

"I have summoned a dozen Jurchen officers to attend the military meeting. We have agreed to have the Ruiyi Camp go around the outer perimeter of the deck and pretend to be the Jurchen tribe coming from the old land of Jianzhou to join Tumen Khan.

The Ruiyi Battalion put on Jurchen clothing and armor, and ambushed in the dense forest outside. Once the Ruiyi Battalion entered the main tent camp of Zhuangtu Taiji, they would cooperate with the outside forces to annihilate Zhuangtu Taiji and his followers in one fell swoop.

"Good!" Wei Xuezeng praised, "I am old and frail, and I can't even lift a finger. I won't be a burden to you. Regardless of victory or defeat, I will be here waiting for you."

Gao Ce stood up and said solemnly: "I will fight to the death and live up to the expectations of the governor!"

The Ruiyi Camp easily infiltrated Zhuangtu Taiji's camp.

Zhuangtu Taiji had driven the Jurchens to attack Fushun City for more than ten days, but they became more and more discouraged. He also knew that the Jurchens were full of resentment, so he did not dare to force them any more. So he started to fish for three days and dry the nets for two days, slacking off. During this period, many Jurchens heard the news and came out from the dense forests of Jianzhou and Haixi to join Zhuangtu Taiji. He asked his men to give them titles at random and point out a place to settle them.

Now Zhuangtu Taiji is waiting for Tumen Khan to capture Kaiyuan City in the north.

After Kaiyuan City was taken, Fushun City was isolated and difficult to defend and was attacked from all sides, so it naturally fell. Zhuangtu Taiji could happily follow Tumen Khan to Liaodong to make a fortune.

If we fail to take it, Zhuangtu Taiji will have something to say, "You, Tumen Khan, led 60,000 elite troops of the Chahar tribe and failed to take Kaiyuan City, so don't blame me for not being able to take Fushun City."

Move forward and retreat freely!

Lie flat on top and let the bottom get messed up.

After a little reconnaissance, we found that the defense of Zhuangtu Taiji's camp was lax and poor. We must seize the opportunity and launch the attack immediately.

Li Dayong, the captain of the Ruiyi camp, was a Jianzhou Jurchen, and was born into a Liaodong Jurchen military household; Zhang Erhe, the captain of the camp, was a Haixi Jurchen, and was also born into a Jurchen military household.

The Jurchens who have now settled in Liaodong will give themselves a Chinese name, randomly choosing a surname from the Hundred Family Names list, adding a given name at random, and then adding the first, second, third, etc. characters in the middle according to the order of their brothers and sisters.

But there are very few people with the surname Wang, because the leader of the Jianzhou Jurchens, Wang Gao, rebelled, harassed Liaodong, shocked the northeast, and then the Ming army began to suppress the Jianzhou and Haixi Jurchens.

The Jurchens who surrendered did not want to have the same surname as the traitor.

Li Dayong and Zhang Erhe looked at each other, looked at Gao Ce eagerly, and asked in stiff official language: "Gao Shoubei, can we also shout 'Great Ming will win'?"

Gao Ce pointed at a military academy student, and everyone looked over and watched the military academy slowly pull out a flag from his backpack and put it on a flagpole.

Gao Ce asked, "Do you know what flag this is?"

Li Dayong, Zhang Erhe and others looked at each other. Li Dayong replied hesitantly, "The big flag with the Chinese characters on it was given by the Xiantai."

At this time, the flag had been put up, and the military academy raised it, and a large flag with the word "Ming" appeared in front of everyone.

"We charge forward and kill the enemy under this banner, why can't we shout 'Great Ming wins forever'?"

In the late afternoon, just after finishing his dinner, Zhuangtu Taiji heard the leaders of various tribes complaining to him in the big tent that the Jurchen tribes were fighting again over the little food.

He has a terrible headache.

There is not much food left now, and everyone is hoping to conquer Liaodong and become rich overnight.

But it is not so easy to enter Liaodong.

Suddenly, Zhuangtu Taiji heard a thunderous roar coming from outside, getting closer and closer. His face changed, he jumped off his chair, and rushed out of the tent in a few steps.

Tens of thousands of soldiers and horses surrounded the camp, holding up hundreds of large flags, all of which had the word "Ming" written on them, which made the Jurchen tribes tremble with fear.

These soldiers looked and dressed just like the Jurchens, brandishing swords and spears while shouting, "May the Ming Dynasty win!"

The momentum is like a rainbow and unstoppable.

The unprepared Zhuangtu Taiji and his 3,000 Chahar troops were defeated with heavy casualties. He was beheaded by Li Dayong with a single blow, and his head was impaled on a long wooden pole to show to all directions.

As Wei Xueceng and Gao Ce had expected, the remaining 30,000 Jurchens became weak in the knees when they saw the Sushen camp charging towards them with the Ming army flag in hand.

When they saw the head of Zhuangtu Taiji, they began to flee. When Wei Jianping led the Ming army out of Fushun City, they were completely defeated and fled all over the mountains and plains.

Wei Jianping and Gao Ce met in front of Zhuangtu Taiji's tent. The two had met before in Liaoyang City and had gone out together to wipe out the Jurchen tribes. They were very familiar with each other.

"Brother Changce, you are amazing! You wiped out 30,000 Jurchens in one fell swoop. I was a little slow and didn't get anything."

Gao Ce took his arm and asked, "Brother Wei, do you want to achieve more extraordinary feats?"

"What miraculous feat?"

"The head of Tumen Khan!"

Wei Jianping's eyes suddenly lit up!

(End of this chapter)