Chapter 394 The contention between the white mountains and the black waters (2)
"This time, some villages should not be left behind." Captain Liao Degong rode on the back of a divine black water horse, pointed the whip at a medium-sized village under the hillside, and said firmly: "For those villages that have helped the Tartars, our first priority is to force the local residents to our controlled area, and if the migration fails..."
Speaking of this, Liao Degong paused for a moment and did not continue to talk. Instead, he carefully got off the horse and walked down the hillside. However, although he didn't say it, everyone already understood the meaning. There was no need to say much about some things, and it didn't mean it in words. Just understand it in your heart.
It was already afternoon and evening. After the people in the village finished their work in the fields, they had already returned home in groups of three or three to prepare for dinner. There were still many mules and horses and carts in the courtyard at the entrance of the village. The carts were covered with thick rain cloths, and the rain cloths were bulging under them. I don’t know what they were loaded with. Considering that this was a necessary road to Phoenix City, what were the things carried by these carriages and horses, it was almost out of the way, and it was nothing more than food, military supplies and other things that continued ahead.
When the East Coast people found this time, to be honest, they also asked the former Datong Town to bring good fortune to Xiong Hui and his old brothers. Since Xiong rebelled on the East Coast people, Captain Liao Degong, who is now the commander of the entire Liaodong War Zone, was overjoyed, and then urgently ordered more than 300 elite soldiers from Kuandian County. Under the guidance of Xiong Hui and others, they went straight to Phoenix City, Kuandian County and Dandong County, and successively destroyed several undiscovered Tartar villages in the vast area between Kuandian County and Dandong County, with great results.
To be honest, the village where they are located is already located at a diagonal back of Phoenix City, near the main traffic route from Phoenix City to Shenyang and Fushun. It is quite important. Therefore, Captain Liao Degong and other East Coast generals ordered hundreds of people to run here, which is indeed a bit risky, because if they are discovered and surrounded by the Tartars, the losses will be disastrous. The two counties of Kuandian and Dandong will immediately face severe tests.
But since you have already reached this point, it is too shameful to run back without a vote. You know, even the Taurus cavalry often breaks down and comes to the territory of the East Coast people to burn, kill and loot, especially an officer named Chongnian, who once led a hundred cavalry to the vicinity of Dandong County, killed and injured hundreds of soldiers and civilians who stayed on the construction site overnight, burned a barn and several stables, and was simply arrogant to a certain extent. According to a former Ukrainian Cossack who had confronted the Tartars at the construction site at that time, he said: "When I was young, I once hiked day and walked at night and sneaked into the city of Azov, which was the glory of my life, but now I was caught off guard by the Tatars and caught me by the Taurus. I think this is a great shame."
Therefore, even the Tartars dared to play so much. Why did he, Liao Degong, have to hide in the county town to command the battle remotely? That was simply a shame for soldiers, which was completely unacceptable to him. Therefore, after receiving the news of Xiong Hui and others surrendering, he immediately lit up most of the soldiers in the county town, running to the direction of Phoenix City overnight due to the lack of guidance in the past, and he had been blinded by the various villages scattered in the vast Changbai Mountains. He didn't know where to look for them, but he could only rely on scouts to find some luck and fortune occasionally.
However, this time, with Xiong Hui, a leading party who had been stationed in Phoenix City for more than a year, the matter became much easier. Now, just a few days after that, three Qing villages were destroyed. Except for one of them that had been empty, the other two were blocked by the East Coast cavalry. Those who were dissatisfied have been killed on the spot, while the rest have been forced to move to the East Coast controlled area and will be sent to Sakhalin Island, Jeju Island, Kuril Island and other places for surveillance and residence in the future.
The village they encountered today is the fourth in a few days, and since it is deep in the enemy's backbone, it is obvious that it cannot be forced to move according to the previous few times. So, in order to give the enemy a strong shock, we can only kill and kill them all. Let's pay tribute to the military and civilians of Dandong and Kuandian County who were killed and injured by the Tartars in the past two years.
There are more than a hundred people following Liao Degong in this fashion, all of whom are brave elites, no worse than their old rival, the Eight Banners of Manchu and Mongolia. After all, they have been masters who have played the "hide and seek" game in Changbai Mountain for two years. Anyone with poor strength and bad luck who are early cold will they still be able to get what they are today?
Xiong Hui and his ten old brothers were arranged to go to the first round, and there were more than a dozen East Coast riders following him. After the sky gradually became dark, Xiong Baek, who was just over 30 years old this year, touched his bald head and said to the East Coast officer who led the team: "Sir, there is no Flame Mountain that cannot be passed. We are a large number of people and are all good players. If there is no trouble in this village, we will be fine in one trip. However, we are the front team, so we should not hear the sound (point to shoot) unless we have to, so as not to shock the Tartars and be difficult to deal with."
He was accompanied by Lieutenant Bei Zhensheng. This lord is the youngest son of artillery captain Bernini. He graduated from the cavalry department of Dingyuan Army Officers School. He was in his prime. He now has a second-class staff position in the Army Department. Then he went to these reserve troops in the Far East to train, thinking that he would make plans for his future promotion. He would hear Xiong Hui, a new investor, ask him a question. He nodded softly and responded in a low voice: "You are right, just do it!"
Xiong Hui turned over and dismounted, lit a brother to watch the horse respond on the spot, and then took the remaining nine people to touch it first. Perhaps because of the help of the Heavenly Lord, the tall guardhouse at the beginning of the village was empty, which made Xiong Hui, Bei Zhensheng and the others smoothly sneak into the village, and then hid in the shadow of the courtyard wall under the cover of the sky.
A few minutes later, they quietly moved outside the large mansion at the entrance of the village. At this time, the gate of the mansion was closed, two big red lanterns hung on the left and right, illuminating the swaying figures on the guardhouses on both sides. Xiong Hui was also a veteran. After a little discussion with the guys, he assigned four subordinates who were as light as swallows, and saw that they climbed over the wall and entered the yard lightly like spirit cats, and then divided them into two routes to eliminate the guard posts guarding the yard.
Perhaps because of carelessness, during this process, the people on both sides of the guardhouses did not notice it at all. This made people wonder if they were already drunk. Because Xiong Hui and the others had already clearly heard the sound of shouting and yelling in the yard before climbing over the wall and entering the yard. The Tartar soldiers inside were obviously in a banquet for many years, and even the Eight Banners outside the Pass in the bitter and cold land had fallen. When Huang Taiji was in power decades ago, who dared to have a banquet so openly during the military affairs that the military discipline was gone?
Since the enemy gave a gift, the people on the East Coast could not accept it, right? So, after dealing with one sentry on the guardhouses on both sides, four good men who had infiltrated in advance quietly opened the door bolt and let Xiong Hui, Bei Zhensheng and others in. Xiong Hui was also a cruel man, and he was also overwhelmed by the Tartars in his heart. He did not delay after coming in. He put two thin iron hands and threw bombs, and then rushed straight to the hall with several old brothers holding 1633 flintlock pistols.
The hall was brightly lit at this time, and shouts were heard one after another. The person sitting in the upper head was probably an officer, and one of them was actually a leader, which made Xiong Hui a little dazed for a moment. He was catching a big fish. The officers were still some little minds in the lower head, and they were also ugly after drinking. Some people were drunk, some were drunk, some were shaking their bodies, and some were drunk and whispering.
When will I fight again if I don’t fight at this time? Xiong Hui took the fire from an old friend behind him, ignited the leads of the two bombs, and threw them in from left to right. He heard two loud "booms", and the bomb directly detonated in the hall. Thin iron sheets, iron nails, steel balls, and broken porcelain pieces suddenly flew everywhere, blowing the Tartar officers and soldiers in the hall into howling, which was so chaotic.
Xiong Hui, Bei Zhensheng and others didn't talk nonsense when they saw this. They rushed in immediately after the bomb exploded. They first called the pistol with the ammunition in their hands, knocked some undead Tartar officers and soldiers to the ground, then threw away the pistols, pulled out the saber from their waists, and then finished the corpses on the ground one by one to ensure that there was no more survivor, including the Zuoleng, who had been blown to death.
Just now Xiong Hui and others gathered in the courtyard of Yu Villagetou. Some Eight Banners soldiers lived in the room next to them. After the center succeeded, Liao Degong and others outside the village immediately rushed over with nearly a hundred main cavalrymen. The key target was always that courtyard, because there might be a large number of military funds from the Tatars there.
The people who were whipping quickly rushed to the gate of the courtyard. Xiong Hui and others closed the gate and were shooting dozens of Tartar soldiers through the high courtyard wall. The people on the east coast used guns, while the Tartars used strong bows and crossbows. They had already suffered some casualties and injuries. Obviously, both sides were not mediocre.
However, although there were dozens of Tartar soldiers present, and there may be some weapons in the village, today's winners are destined to be East Coast people. This has nothing to do with it, it is only related to being prepared or not. Most of the officers of the Eight Banners soldiers were killed in the courtyard at the village head. The remaining crowds of people were no longer the leader, and they were used to hold hair! Not to mention that there were more than one hundred people on the East Coast people who came to kill them in the two groups, and they were fully armed, and they were also fierce (most of the veterans trained in Shandong and the natives of Shandan, Northeast China). If they could not defeat the so-called Eight Banners grain transport soldiers in front of them, they would have no shame to go home. They would have found a piece of tofu outside and would have killed them!
Liao Degong was surrounded by his subordinates. Although he tried his best to rush forward to fight, he was always stopped by his subordinates, which made him feel a little disappointed. He didn't even have the chance to shoot one shot, which was very regretful. Of course, he also understood the mentality of his subordinates. In this battle to beat the dogs in the water, Liao Degong really had no need to go forward and take risks. If any Tartar soldier was killed by his luck, wouldn't everyone have no place to cry?
The battle ended more than half an hour later. The cavalry rushed over from the east coast killed the Eight Banners soldiers besieging the courtyard of the village, released more than ten people including Xiong Hui, Bei Zhensheng, etc., and then dismounted one after another and divided them into battle groups to clear away the remaining enemies one by one. In fact, many of them were not Qing troops at all, but ordinary villagers. However, the people on the east coast did not intend to distinguish them at this time and killed them all.
The benefits of doing this are, first, it can shock the Tartars, destroy their will, and attack their confidence. You must know that with the increasing number of Qing soldiers in Phoenix City, they have been quite arrogant recently. There are many people sneaking to the east coast to attack and kill. The people on the east coast who were killed and injured were not humans? You are doing the first day of the Tartars, so don’t blame us for doing the fifteenth day of the 1st day. You know that we were not so harsh at the beginning, and we were all forced by you!
Secondly, it also gives the people below some chance to get rich. Strictly speaking, these soldiers are among the huge reserve troops on the east coast. They don’t have many military pay on weekdays, and they rely on going out to fight for subsidies and spoil dividends. Therefore, for things like cleaning up wars and looting villages, superior officers usually let the people below do it while ensuring victory. As long as it is not too hot, everything is fine.
Everything ended three hours after nightfall. Liao Degong stood at the entrance of the courtyard at the village entrance. When the evening breeze blew, the air brought a strong and nauseating smell of blood. Behind him were soldiers carrying firewood. The Qing army's military funds in the courtyard had been initially inspected, most of them were food, others were bowstrings, arrows, projectiles, gunpowder and other things, and there was very little gold and silver. The officers and soldiers of the East Coast who came here had already picked some of them and put them on their own. The rest could not be taken away, so they could only burn them. Well, some mules and horses carrying goods could be taken away, because this did not affect the speed of the large army's movement.
After listening to the reports of all the officers under his jurisdiction, Liao Degong asked everyone to go out to complete the team and prepare to set off. As for himself, he took out a box of crocodile matches from his pocket. After lit a pipe for himself, he ignited a bundle of firewood soaked in tinder oil, then strode out of the yard, turned over the horse, and disappeared in the dark night with his troops.
And the day after they left, a team of hundreds of people rushed over from the south. The leading officer was solid and extremely sturdy, wearing a high lightning rod on his head. It was Chongnian who had just returned to Phoenix City for a few days. At this moment, he looked at the charred village in front of him, and was speechless in his heart. At the same time, he was more afraid. Will the yellow-clothed thief dare to jump near Phoenix City to launch a raid? If they were to destroy it so unscrupulously, could this Phoenix City still be able to defend? And even Phoenix City can't be defended, will other places be far away?
As a top loyal minister in the Qing Dynasty, Chongnian couldn't help but fall into deep worries: the white mountains and black waters outside the pass will one day fall into the hands of outsiders?
Chapter completed!