Southern Ming, my destiny is too abstract

Chapter 95 Must I be extremely sad at this moment?
The summer solstice is coming soon. At this time, Yunnan and Yunnan are lush with vegetation, and the green scenery is full of vitality.

However, in the fields of Chuxiong Prefecture where the land should be plowed and prepared for rice planting, there were only a few old men.

The Qing army was confronting the Ming army in Chuxiong Prefecture and Jingdong Prefecture along the Yuanjiang River. No civilians dared to show up at this time.

Even the Ming army's continuous propaganda made the Qing defeat in Kunming Prefecture and the Qing army's retreat to the east known to the people of Chuxiong.

Almost all the people either fled to Jingdong or hid in the mountains.

Wu Sangui stood on a high place and looked to the east.

Wuliang Mountain is covered with dense forests, and a few tea farmers are hurriedly picking the tender green shoots of Pu'er tea trees.

The clouds and mist that had not yet dissipated in the Ailao Mountains covered the peaks, and the terraced fields on the mountainside glowed with silver light under the shining sunlight.

The scenery was completely different from that of Liaodong, and Wu Sangui was fascinated for a while.

After guarding Yunnan and Dian for two or three years, he still had not had a thorough look at the land south of the colorful clouds.

After this separation, I don’t know if there will be another chance.

Wu Guogui pursed his lips and said unwillingly, "Your Majesty, let me lead the elite troops from Liaodong to Jingdong Prefecture to test the waters."

After receiving the message from Zhang Yong.

After a day of debate, Wu Sangui's army decided to march north to Chuxiong immediately.

If you lose your money, you can still rob it.

We cannot be blocked in southern Yunnan by tens of thousands of Ming troops.

After some time, when Li Dingguo comes and surrounds them, they will not be able to leave even if they want to.

They had just passed Menghua Prefecture and arrived at Dingbian County on the border of Chuxiong Prefecture.

There is a chance to go straight to Jingdong City between Ailao Mountain and Wuliang Mountain.

Wu Sangui shook his head slightly: "How far can you go?"

"Just like what Duolong and Bai Hanzhen said before Chuxiong Prefecture City, two or three thousand soldiers cannot break through the Ming army led by Ma Zide and Zhao Yinxuan."

Wu Sangui turned and looked at Wu Guogui: "The entire army has entered Jingdong Prefecture, Mu Tianbo is blocking Zhenyuan Prefecture, and Li Dingguo is blocking Menghua Prefecture. How can we move forward?"

Wu Guogui's lips moved, and then he sighed softly.

He also knew that he was trying hard to speak.

Not only the north and the south, Zhu Cixuan also joined forces with the old army of Dashi who had rebelled and captured Chuxiong Prefecture, and even the east was blocked.

At that time, they would have no choice but to follow Zhu Youlang's example and flee south to Hongshawadi, trying to capture and hold Emperor Yongli hostage.

Zhang Yong sent troops to the north. After Shang Shan was killed, the Eight Banners Army also struggled to break through Zhu Cixuan's encirclement and retreated to Qujing Prefecture to join Shang Kexi.

The more than 10,000 old Dashi troops in Dali Prefecture were also instigated to rebel by Qi Sansheng and Wu Zisheng.

Even the chieftains and soldiers in their own army mutinied and fled overnight when they heard that Zhu Cixuan had recovered southern and western Yunnan.

Except for Qujing Prefecture, Guangxi Prefecture and Guangnan Prefecture, the Qing army in the entire Yunnan and Yunnan only had less than 20,000 Pingxi vassal troops left.

As Li Dingguo entered western Yunnan, not counting the miscellaneous chieftain soldiers and Hongsha soldiers.

The number of legitimate Ming troops was more than twice theirs.

If he didn't run away quickly, he would be sandwiched between Zhu Cixuan.

Wu Guogui said bitterly: "Zhang Yongshang has misled our Pingxi Wangfan."

How dare Shangshan lead a group of Niulu to hunt down Zhu Cixuan?

In Tengyue and Yongchang, haven’t they made it clear about Zhu Cixuan’s bravery?
Wu Guogui took a detour to attack the Ming army, and his two thousand cavalrymen were defeated by Zhu Cixuan's hundreds of cavalrymen.

If Shangshan were alive, he could at least lead the Eight Banners soldiers to support them in Kunming Prefecture.

Wu Sangui shook his head again: "Don't worry about whether he is clever or not. The lesson of having his head and body separated is enough to make the Qing court officials like Shang Kexi and Ai Xing'a sober up."

Shangshan was a Gushan Beizi, a Duolo Beile before the Qing Dynasty.

Although he was only Nurhaci's nephew, he was not as good as his biological grandson Nikan.

But his surname is Aisin-Gioro, which is not much different from that of Kong Youde, the king of a different surname.

A small group of Ming army scouts were seen galloping out from between Wuliang Mountain and Ailao Mountain.

Wu Sangui waved his hand and ordered the army, which had rested for a night, to continue its march back north.

It was not until the night of the third day that the Pingxi vassal army arrived at Chuxiong Prefecture.

Wu Yingqi, who had been waiting here for many days, knelt down and apologized: "Father, it is my fault that I have failed to do my job well."

Wu Sangui helped his two sons up with an expressionless face, and a hint of sadness inexplicably appeared in his eyes.

"You're not the only one who's fighting for the humiliation of your mother. Even that pirate Zheng Yanping stayed overseas fighting against the Qing for fifteen years after his own father surrendered to the Qing."

But now, the Wu family really can't have it both ways and jump between the Ming Dynasty and the Qing Dynasty.

Let Wu Yingqi find another opportunity to surrender to the Ming Dynasty in the future? Absolutely impossible.

Only the Zhu family likes sister-brother love and mother-son love.

Zhu Cixuan really acted like what he claimed, that the Second Ancestor had appeared in spirit and that all the ancestors were blessing him.

His ancestor, Emperor Xianzong, favored his wet nurse, Wan Zhen'er, so he visited the beauty that his uncle, Emperor Chongzhen, almost took into the palace.

It's not that Wu Sangui hadn't thought about surrendering to the Ming Dynasty.

Zhu Cixuan was extremely fierce and could defeat Huang Taiji and Dorgon.

But even if Zhu Cixuan has the southern barbarian countries as his foundation, the Qing Dynasty is still strong and the Ming Dynasty is weak. Not to mention whether Zhu Cixuan will collapse halfway, it will take at least ten years before he can decide the outcome with the Dai Qing Dynasty.

He was nearly sixty by then.

His eldest son, Wu Yingxiong, his real son in name only, was still in the capital.

Wu Yingqi stood up and bowed his head, saying, "Father, I have selected some elite soldiers from the captains of the Pingxi Palace."

"Shang Kexi also went west, near Kunming Prefecture, and sent Zhang Yong and Zhao Liangdong to meet us."

Wu Sangui nodded slightly.

As a member of the Dai Qing Dynasty, he also had his own Eight Banners.

The fifty-three captains were all Ming troops from Liaodong who surrendered to him at Shanhaiguan. These were his foundation.

A lot of soldiers were lost in Mubang in western Yunnan and they are about to replenish them.

The next day, after completely plundering Chuxiong Prefecture, Wu Sangui led 20,000 personal troops and continued to rush towards Kunming.

Arrived at Kunming City.

The soldiers in the army felt completely relieved only when they saw their families.

The generals from Wu Sangui onwards who were in charge of pacifying the western region fell silent when they saw the city of Kunming.

This prosperous southwestern city was not destroyed by Zhu Cixuan.

Even because Ma Zide rebelled against the Ming Dynasty, the Ming army did not attack the city walls and gates.

Only the grain storage warehouses and part of the government office were burned down.

What really made them unable to hide their worry was the empty streets and alleys.

A few months ago, they had a happy Spring Festival here thanks to the silver money allocated by the Qing court.

But now it is so dilapidated.

The Ming army's situation in Yunnan and Yunnan is set, and the city of Kunming will be completely destroyed in the confrontation between the two countries.

Just like the repeatedly destroyed Chengdu city, it has become a completely empty city.

From Liaodong to Yunnan, they seem to have no way out.

Wu Sangui glanced at the generals who had complicated expressions.

Suddenly I remembered that day in Shanhaiguan.

At that time, no one could have imagined that he would ask Dorgon for troops and let the Qing army enter the pass.

Li Zicheng could not have imagined it, and neither could his generals.

After all, his family property, as well as the property of his subordinates, are all in the capital.

Wu Sangui walked up to the gate of the Pingxi Palace where the plaque had been removed and looked back at his generals.

"Do you think that I must be extremely sad at this moment?"

"There must be unspeakable regret in leaving the city of Kunming, which I have guarded for generations."

"Do you think that you and I are unbearable and will die without a burial place in the future?"

The generals were silent for a moment.

Wu Sangui continued seriously, "No matter how powerful Zhu Cixuan is, can he surpass Sun Kewang in leading an army of 200,000 out of Yunnan?"

"I can't bear it anymore this time."

"During the Battle of Songjin, Hong Chengchou was captured, Zu Dashou surrendered to the Qing, and I was left alone defending Shanhaiguan. Was it too much?"

"There were rebels who captured the capital and forced the late Emperor Chongzhen to death. How could I be so miserable being caught between the Shunqing and the Qing?"

"Was it so unbearable that Liu Wenxiu was so powerful that he forced me to Baoning and almost forced me to withdraw from Sichuan and Shu?"

Wu Sangui looked at the nervous generals and asked again: "The court transferred me from Jinzhou to Hanzhong, and then to Yunnan and Yunnan. We may be able to move on."

"We've already walked six thousand miles, what else is there to go but a few hundred miles?!"

(End of this chapter)