Griffin Commander in the Late Ming Dynasty

Any civilians who showed any sign of obstruction or resistance would be beaten and scolded by the bannermen, and even some Jurchens were ruthlessly hacked to death.

Many Qing soldiers knew very well that they had been abandoned by the Qing Dynasty and were trapped in the city with no way out. Even if they robbed a lot of things, once the city was broken, the looted property would eventually become the spoils of the Dayan Army.

With this idea in mind, many Qing soldiers just smashed and destroyed everything, including bottles, jars, utensils, and wooden carvings.

The house, furniture, silk and satin were burned!

They destroyed everything that could be destroyed, vented their resentment, and staged a final act of madness.

This banner of Manchu soldiers was truly crazy. After a year of marching from Shengjing, all the territory and spoils they had fought so hard to gain were snatched away by the Yan Army!

More than 2,000 miles! More than 4,000 miles round trip! Being chased all the way back from Shanhaiguan, even a normal person would be driven crazy!

Despite this, there are still some idiots who go around looting gold, silver and other valuables, carrying large and small bags on their backs like Jerry.

As the saying goes, justice will come and retribution will come. The crazy behavior of the Qing soldiers did not last long. The unguarded city gates were soon opened by some Jurchen people who were afraid of being killed, and a large number of Dayan cavalry poured into the city.

Under the charge of the Dayan Cavalry, the chaotic Blue Banner troops, which should have been as tough as a mountain, became as brittle as a piece of paper at the first touch.

Along the way, the Great Flame Dragon Cavalry encountered almost no resistance from the Eight Banners Army, and the whole process was so smooth that even the volunteers who came behind found it unbelievable.

Qing soldiers could be seen burning, killing, looting and doing whatever they wanted on the streets. When they saw the Yan army entering the city, especially with the big red Yan flag, they did not dare to come up and fight, but fled in all directions shouting.

Some Qing soldiers who could not escape did not resist. They dropped their weapons, knelt on the ground, and shouted words such as surrender and mercy in stiff Chinese.

The volunteers advanced all the way, and although they did not kill many Qing soldiers, they took in three to four thousand surrendering Qing soldiers, which even Mao Yuanyi could not believe.

He had fought with his mentor and the Qing army many times before, but had never fought a battle like today. In previous battles, those stinky Tartars were more ferocious than each other, rushing towards their own positions like male baboons in heat. But now?

Looking at the Tartar in front of him who was knocking his head and bleeding profusely, he could hardly understand this era.

Little did he know that some of the Eight Banners Army were completely frightened by the Volunteer Army, and their backbones were broken. Everyone came out to fight, and you asked me to fight with others with bayonets, but you came up and threw a knife at me, asking me to kill the Primarch alone? Are you crazy or am I crazy? The fighting spirit in the hearts of many people instantly fell to the bottom.

Especially after seeing the huge mushroom cloud, in the minds of these Qing soldiers, the other side had the help of gods, but what about their own? Nothing! So why not order quickly? Waiting for the fetal position?

Don't worry, everyone. I know you are anxious, but don't worry, after these few chapters are finished, I will arrange the domestic affairs and the plot of card drawing. The plot must have a beginning and an end..... Besides, don't worry, I should be anxious. I was preparing to collect 8888 and take a screenshot, but when I woke up under the quilt, der, it's 8950. How can I explain this? qqun①六巴二一7⑦1溜

Volume 422: Chapter Chapter : Dark Duel (Vegetarian)

Dorgon and his entourage arrived in Pyongyang Prefecture, Pyongyang Province in a hurry, and Fei Yangguo, the Prince of Du who was stationed in Pyongyang, went out of the city to welcome him.

After escaping death, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Fei Yangguo was Nurhaci's sixteenth and youngest son. He loved to show off and offend people since he was a child. He was almost executed by Huang Taiji. In the end, it was Dorgon who saved this little brother.

Although Fei Yangguo has no father and cannot go to the battlefield, he at least has a banner of Mongolian soldiers. In addition, Pyongyang City is backed by mountains and blocked by water, controls the northwest, and overlooks the Yangtze River (Taedong River). It is an important military town of the Qing Dynasty in Korea, with a large number of troops stationed there. In addition, the battle line is long and logistics are difficult. It is almost impossible for the enemy to conquer it within a short period of time.

The war lasted from December to January. After a bumpy journey, Dorgon began to feel a little exhausted. He felt cold all over in the hot summer and pulled his clothes tightly all day long.

If he had not practiced martial arts since childhood and had a strong physique, and if the military doctor had not rescued and cared for him in time, he would have almost killed himself. However, because of this, no one suspected that Dorgon had done something fishy. After all, who would kill himself by inflicting pain on himself?

The news of the complete defeat in the Liaodong battlefield had unknowingly reached Shengjing. The army of more than 100,000 was almost wiped out, the emperor passed away, and the entire Qing court was in panic.

Prince Zheng Jirgalang, ministers of state He Luohui and Shuo Zhan, Han army flag Gushan Ezhen Li Guohan and others rushed to Pyongyang overnight, nominally to rescue the emperor but actually to fight for power.

Before, everyone was at ease assisting Huang Taiji. Now that the emperor is gone, who will take over the throne? What will the situation in the court be like in the future?

These are the issues that everyone is most concerned about.

In order to divert everyone's attention, Dorgon convened a meeting of the princes, preparing to fight against foreign enemies first and then stabilize the country. Everyone should not think about the throne for now, because the problem now is that there is a powerful enemy at hand!

He summoned his brothers Jirgalang, Fei Yangguo, Ashan, He Luohui, Manchurian Grand Secretary Ganglin, Han ministers Hong Chengchou, Ning Wanwo, Bao Chengxian, Korean Kim Jijeon and other important ministers to discuss how to deal with the current war situation.

The military situation outside is critical, so everything else has to be put aside for the time being. Although everyone is dissatisfied with who Dorgon is, they still sit down quietly to discuss the matter.

Now the remaining military forces of the Qing court are distributed as follows: Eight Banners Manchuria, Prince Zheng Jirgalang's Manchu Bordered Red Banner with 8,000 men, and Prince Jiezhi Lai Mubu led the Plain Red Banner with 3,000 cavalrymen to Mongolia to seek help. I'm afraid they are in great danger now. The Plain Red Banner also has 4,000 infantry and foot soldiers who stayed in Shengjing.

The two yellow flags and the pure blue flag, these five flags were destroyed, and there were less than a thousand people left in each flag. There were also 9,000 people secretly hidden by Dorgon. The entire eight banners of Manchuria had only more than 20,000 people in total.

The Eight Banners Mongols were controlled by Prince Fei Yangguo, Ashan, the former leader of the Manchu Plain Yellow Banner, and others, with a total of less than 20,000 people.

The Han army flag, Li Ruotai, Li Guohan, Zu Zerun, Zuo Guangxian and other two Tartars, had a total strength of about 50,000 troops, not counting the 30,000 troops in Wu Sangui's hands.

There are only more than 30,000 North Korean cannon fodders under Kim Ji-jeon's control.

Everyone understood that most of the people of the old Eight Banners had been killed. There was no need to think about relying on the old soldiers left by Huang Taiji. If they wanted to fight again, they would have to do it themselves. After all, there were only 10% Manchu soldiers, and the Manchus only controlled 10% of the Mongolian soldiers. It would be very stressful to control so many servants, so they had to solve the external troubles first.

Furthermore, the Great Yan army was too outrageous. There was a huge gap between the two armies in the quality of soldiers and weapons, especially weapons. It was simply impossible for them to play together. If the other side marched eastward at this time, the Qing court would not be able to resist at all!

If there is another mushroom cloud from the other side, will they still be alive?

Faced with Dorgon's straightforward question, several ministers looked at each other at first. No one could come up with any solution, or no one dared to say anything.

If you propose to continue the resistance, then as the proposer, your people must push forward and set an example for everyone.

If I suggest not fighting and admit defeat, I will lose face.

After a moment's silence, a group of Manchu princes and nobles turned their attention to several Han officials, signaling them to take the blame.

The Council of Princes and Ministers was originally a system in which Manchu princes, the Eight Banners, beile and other upper-class nobles participated in handling state affairs. It was also called "National Council" and had strong military and democratic customs of the slave-owning aristocracy.

Later, after Huang Taiji conquered Korea, he absorbed important figures from the Han Army Banner and the Korean Banner to participate in political affairs, which promoted the transformation of the Qing Dynasty from slavery to feudalism.

Grand Secretary Ning Wanwo ran all the way with me. His weakened body was about to fall apart. He knelt down tremblingly and said, "I suggest that the court immediately recruit soldiers, train soldiers, build military equipment, and strictly guard the passes in various places to prevent the Yan army from entering the court..."

Jirgalang said: "Isn't this nonsense?"

Dorgon closed his eyes and touched his bald head. It was as if the bastard had said nothing. Where could he recruit soldiers? The Qing Dynasty had been at war for years, and almost all the young and strong men of the Eight Banners Manchu soldiers had been killed or injured. It was simply impossible to recruit people. Many Liaodong soldiers surrendered, but Dorgon was worried about them.

The slaves' power is too great and will threaten the safety of their masters. Dorgon is also trying to find ways to weaken the strength of the Han army flag.

Dorgon put himself in the position of the Qing emperor to think about the problem. Along the way, he had been thinking about the environment after he came to power. After sorting out all this, Dorgon clearly realized how bad the current situation of the Qing court was!

Whether in terms of military strength or financial and material resources, there is a huge gap between the two sides. The only chance for him is to go south and cause trouble while the other side is still unstable and in chaos in the Central Plains. However, he did not expect that even at this time, the other side would be able to beat him to death. If he could stabilize himself, he would not dare to think about it.

Dorgon cursed Huang Taiji in his heart, "You should have listened to Hong Chengchou's advice and slowed down your southern expedition, retreated to Jinzhou early, and rearranged the Guanningjin defense line. We could have played a game of attrition with them, and the Qing Dynasty could have accumulated more years, and the situation might have been different."

Ning retreated after I finished saying that nonsense, and then no one spoke again in the audience.

Dorgon waited for a while, looked again and again, and finally couldn't help but call on him, "Master Hong, you tell us about it."

Looking at the whole scene, only Hong Chengchou is the most trustworthy. His most cruel plan was to cut off the food supply, his greatest achievement was to save the emperor, his worst crime was treason, and no matter how great his achievements were, they could not compare to his loyalty in saving the emperor.

In Dorgon's mind, Hong Chengchou was like a typical woman, who was disobedient at first, but after she gave herself up, she was loyal to the Qing Dynasty. She was a slave worth cultivating! As for the cuckold, it was Huang Taiji who was cuckolded. What does it have to do with me, Dorgon? I still have to say that I am cuckolded!

Moreover, the talent, knowledge, and experience that Hong Chengchou has demonstrated in the past few months are much better than all the garbage here. Now that the Qing Dynasty is in danger, it would be a bolt from the blue if such a talent is left unused.

Seeing that Dorgon had called on him to ask, Hong Chengchou smiled slightly and stepped out and said, "Your Majesty, in my opinion, the only solution now is to negotiate peace with the Yan Kingdom, which may keep our Great Qing safe!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Prince Du Fei Yangguo slammed the table, stood up and said, "Bullshit! My Great Qing swallowed up Korea in the east and marched south to the Ming Dynasty. Wherever our troops pointed, the enemies retreated. How can we talk about peace? What are you, a southern barbarian, up to?"

The several Manchu princes and nobles present were not impressed with Hong Chengchou. Everyone knew this guy, the Governor-General of Ji and Liao of the Ming Dynasty. He was a tough old bastard and an old rival!

They wanted to come out and say a few words, but when they saw the idiot Fei Yangguo jump out, they all smiled and sat back down.

Fei Yangguo is the youngest son of Nurhaci and one of the three bloodlines left by the old Khan. He is more or less an opponent on the road to the throne. It couldn't be better for this guy to show off his IQ, set up an opponent and seek death.

Hong Chengchou was not panicked at all. What kind of workplace was that when I was in the Ming Dynasty? What kind of workplace is yours? You little Tang people are playing words with me, can you beat me? He looked at Fei Yangguo, pointed to the north and smiled faintly: "Tens of thousands of Ming troops are chasing us all the way, and they are in Pyongyang Prefecture. How about the prince of Du County take the troops to deal with it?"

Fei Yangguo was startled, then clasped his fists and said, "Excuse me, please continue."

He returned to his seat, picked up a piece of fruit on the table, and began to eat it.

Dorgon ignored the fool and said after a while, "Hong Qing, do you think Yanguo will negotiate peace with my Qing Dynasty?"

Hong Chengchou said: "I am 60% sure that the Yan army will fight continuously within half a year, first attacking the Central Plains, and then going out to fight against our Qing Dynasty. In addition, the Mongolian rear troops will also need to be dealt with. Moreover, the Central Plains is so large, and the Great Yan Emperor must want to unify the Central Plains. They also need time!"

"I estimate that the logistics of the Great Yan army have reached the point where they are stretched to the limit. As long as the Great Qing cedes territory and pledges loyalty, peace talks will surely be concluded!"

Hong Chengchou was originally 90% sure. The reason he was 60% sure was because he didn't quite know what kind of person Jiang Han was, and they had never fought each other before.

As soon as he finished speaking, Manchurian Grand Secretary Ganglin shouted angrily: "How dare you! Do I, the great Emperor of the Qing Dynasty, want to follow the example of the Southern Song Emperor and rely on ceding territory and humiliating myself to save my life?"

Jirgalang also said: "Now my Qing Dynasty has very little land left. Where can I take more land?"

Someone else said, "If we can't beat them, what should we do if we don't negotiate peace? Are you going to do it?"

"Negotiation is fine, but ceding territory and becoming a vassal requires further discussion..."

"Why not send an envoy to find out the truth first? If we can negotiate, then negotiate. Don't make any more trouble..."

After discussing for half an hour, seeing that Dorgon's arrow wound had relapsed and he could not endure it, the Qing court's council of ministers reached a temporary consensus to negotiate peace!

It would be nice to negotiate peace, but who should go?

"Hahaha, I won't go!"

Ning Wanwo, the Grand Secretary of the Inner Court, stated on the spot that he would not go! If someone forced him to go, he said he would immediately resign and retire!

The second Tartar, Bao Chengxian, also shook his head like a rattle, with a resolute look on his face and his words were equally unambiguous.

"Ganglin, you are our Manchurian Grand Secretary, how about you go?"

"I'm not good at speaking Mandarin, so I can't talk to them..."

"Grand Maester Xifu, how about you go?"

"Are you dreaming?"

"..."

The Qing Dynasty had been pushing it back and forth for a long time and still could not decide who to send as an envoy to Dayan. Dorgon finally decided to post an imperial edict and select envoys from inside and outside the court.

"The Emperor has decreed that anyone who takes the initiative to request to be sent as an envoy to Dayan, regardless of life or death, success or failure, will be given the title of First-Class Jingqinihafan (Viscount) and the title of Baturu!"

The Qing army over there was as anxious as ants on a hot pan, so what was Jiang Han doing?

He was playing chess. Of course, he was not Xiao Shen. The main reason was that there was nothing relaxing in the capital. He was a human being, not a machine. After arranging tasks in all directions, he still needed to relax his brain and take a rest.

The secret base is not in Beijing, so there is no way to play games. We can't just hold back on making babies every day. At least there are some chess and card games here, so Jiang Han got a deck of cards for everyone to play.

"Commander, isn't it boring to play cards so directly? I heard that you card players have the custom of dark duels. Do you want to add some extra ingredients?" AA-12 suggested.

"? Dark Duel?" Jiang Han looked at the cards in his hand. Why don't you just take the three of a kind from me? "What do you want as a bonus?"

"Well... candy..." AA-12 was interrupted by Haruta beside him before he could finish his sentence, "If there's a bet, then it must be something interesting!"

"What do you want to do? A thieving fox!" HK416 was very wary of Springfield. This B had been eating alone for more than half a month, and his credibility was extremely low among the humanoids.

"Don't be so defensive... Aren't we playing a game now? Since there's a bet, should we play vegetarian or meaty?"

Jiang Han: “?”

"Of course it's meat, what's the point of vegetarian ones? Even dogs won't play with them!" M2HB joins the battle

Jiang Han: "That..."

"Anyone want an advance? Add me in!" Mosin-Nagant came over.

Jiang Han: "Weren't we just playing cards? How did it turn into a party?"

Chuntian: "Of course we play cards, but the stakes are decided by everyone. For example... how about taking off a piece of clothing for every loss?"

Jiang Han was shocked: "No, is this how your dark duel works?"

M2HB: “I think it’s OK”

Mosin-Nagant "I think it's OK too"

HK416: "I will definitely win this time! I'll show you my ability as a top student!"

"Okay! Then everyone take turns drawing lots and play with the Commander in order!"

Jiang Han: "Why do you only play with me?"

However, his words were law outside, but now at home his words had no impact at all. A group of human figures gathered together and began the exciting lottery session.

"Aha! Look at my magic draw!" 416 raised his hand fiercely, and when he saw the long stick in his hand, his face fell.

"Relieve your sorrow, hahahaha"

"Sorry everyone, it seems that I win this time!" Haruta waved the short stick in his hand with a smile of victory on his face.

"You woman! It must be open! It's not fair! Rematch, rematch!"

Jiang Han's forehead began to sweat. Fortunately, Chuntian had a well-known figure and a traditional style of clothing. If it was M2HB, he would have a hard time controlling the gun.

Taking out the poker cards, Jiang Han was about to ask Chuntian what kind of cards he was going to play, but as soon as he looked up, he saw Chuntian starting to take off his clothes without saying a word.

"Haruta! Wait a minute! Wait a minute, aren't we talking about playing cards? The stakes are to take off clothes?"

"Yes, I admit defeat!" Haruta said confidently: "Oh, that's right, isn't it against the rules to admit defeat directly? Oh, I'm so hateful, Commander, please punish me severely!"

I'm so awesome!!! Jiang Han felt his scalp tingling. He turned around to ask other dolls for help, but found that they seemed to be inspired and immediately started to take off their clothes.

"Why are you guys taking off your clothes too!"