All Heavens and Worlds Modified History System

Chapter 41: Don't break your promise

This is not a fantasy novel, so there naturally won’t be any City Lord’s Mansion.

The most important place in the city is the yamen.

The generals gathered for a banquet, and naturally they did not eat dry food like the soldiers. They were waiting for hot food.

"Commander."

Zhu Laitong, who was in pursuit with his cavalry, returned with many people behind him. "All the escaped Jiannu were dealt with, and their families were captured."

Chen Ran turned his head and looked at the dozens of women and children who were tied up.

The women avoided their gazes, and the boys' eyes were full of hatred.

"Ha~"

"You guys take care of the woman." Chen Ran told Huang Long and the others, "As for the child."

Chen Ran was obviously a little embarrassed, frowning and sighing, "Forget it, next time I see these kids, I will never let them off easily."

After saying that, he simply turned around.

"Marshal, no!" Kong Youde and others were horrified and tried to persuade him, "These little Tartars will grow up in a few years. By then, they will be wolves that eat people without leaving any bones!"

"Marshal, when the Tartars massacred the Liao people, these beasts never spared the children of our Ming Dynasty!"

"Wuwuwu~~~My whole family was massacred by the Tartars. My nephew was only two years old and was stabbed on the tip of a gun by the Tartars. Wuwuwu~~~"

"My son, when you died, you were dug out by the Tartars before you were even born, ahhhh~~~"

The Liao people and the Jiannu had an irreconcilable feud, and many families were broken up and killed.

The atmosphere was tense at this moment, and the whole yamen was filled with crying as people recalled their tragic past.

"General~~~" All the old men in Dongjiang Town knelt down and kowtowed, "You can't let go~~~"

"Alas!" Chen Ran sighed, turned around and looked at the Tartar boys whose eyes were full of hatred. "Huh? We meet again."

The cries and pleas stopped, and everyone'(°ー°〃)'

"One should never break one's word." Chen Ran sighed softly, "Since you have promised not to let go of me when we meet again, you must keep your promise. Lieutenant General Kong, I will leave these people to you to deal with."

A few days later, at the city of Fuzhou.

The deafening sound of artillery fire lasted for most of the day. Finally, the east wall of Fuzhou City could not withstand the bombardment of artillery shells and began to crack and fall off. Finally, it collapsed with a loud bang, leaving a gap of several feet in diameter.

It’s still a familiar rhythm.

The musketeers stepped forward to cover the shooting, while the armored soldiers formed a battle array and charged with shields.

The Jiannu garrison in Fuzhou is larger than that in Jinzhou, with about 600 people.

The result was no different. In the end, the fleeing Jiannu were also caught up by the cavalry.

This time Zhu Laitong learned his lesson and dealt with them all directly, saving the Marshal from having to put on another scene of meeting again.

'When Huang Taiji learned of your dispatch, he decided to gather his main forces and march south for a decisive battle.'

'Note: You can modify two of the words.'

At the Fuzhou government office, Chen Ran was stunned for a moment as he looked at the subtitles that suddenly appeared in front of him. "How dare you come?"

"You are indeed a person of great determination and means. Can you do this?"

His analysis is actually not wrong.

The Jiannu, who invaded the capital last year and were beaten up and driven out of the pass by Chen Ran, are not in good condition.

First, the Mongolian tribes, except for the diehards such as Khorchin, almost dispersed immediately.

Then they returned to Liao, where the heavy losses brought about intense internal turmoil.

The Jiannu had a small number of people, and the loss of several thousand Zhen Tatars was not a large number in total, but when it came to each banner and each Niulu, the loss was huge.

Each banner and its own Niulu, of course, are very open about it.

Especially in Daishan's Zhenghong Banner, all kinds of noise and dissatisfaction were very serious.

The loss of the two beiles, Ajige and Daishan, caused turmoil at the political level.

There were too many people trying to fill the power they left behind after their death, and the struggle was fierce.

The reason why it caused such a big fuss was not only because the losses were too great, but more importantly, such a large-scale operation did not bring any decent results.

In a gang of robbers, anything can be covered up as long as there is enough profit.

Just like hundreds of years later, a general named Zhang started a rebellion in Liao land.

But this time, not only did they suffer heavy losses, but they also did not gain much.

A lot of gold, silver, jewelry and other easy-to-carry items were brought back, but once each flag received a share, there was not much left.

A lot of men were captured, but if each flag took a share it would not be much.

Moreover, not only did they fail to seize enough food, they also had to feed these people, which invisibly increased the living pressure of each banner.

In the past, there was a close friend of the Jiannu who could sell food to them privately, but this close friend had already been skinned alive, and the new Sun Chengzong would not sell food to them.

As for the craftsmen, various books, production materials and so on, Huang Taiji kept them in the public pens to enhance the strength of the entire Jiannu, instead of distributing them to the various flags.

The result of spending more than income is internal unrest.

This is also the reason why Chen Ran concluded that the Jiannu could not send out a large-scale military campaign before the autumn harvest.

Unexpectedly, Huang Taiji actually sent troops under impossible circumstances.

"Why?" Chen Ran did not rush to make changes, but seriously thought about why Huang Taiji did this. "Sir." Cao Demeng, who was sitting opposite and had a rare chance to play chess, asked with a smile while twisting the chess pieces in his hand, "It's your turn."

"Oh." Chen Ran, absent-minded, placed a piece casually.

"Sir." Cao Demeng followed suit and a big dragon took shape on the chessboard. "This round is a sure win for us."

Chen Ran stood up suddenly, and his knee accidentally hit the chessboard, causing the black and white chess pieces to fall to the ground.

"Uh~~~" Cao De was stunned. It was just a game of hand-playing. There was no need to get so excited.

"Eunuch." Chen Ran said sternly, "The Jiannu have begun to gather their army."

"Ah, ah?!"

After receiving the military order, the Dongjiang generals gathered in the main hall of the government office and chatted with each other in a relaxed manner.

They successively captured Jinzhou and Fuzhou, and captured thousands of people, nearly half of whom were Zhen Tatars. For them, it was definitely a glorious victory.

Moreover, the Marshal was very generous and distributed most of the spoils captured to various units.

For the impoverished Dongjiang tribes, Marshal Chen's performance was perfect.

Be able to win battles, share military merits, and give away spoils.

Such a good general, I look for him in my dreams thousands of times~~~
"The Jiannu have received the news." Amid the greetings of "Meet the Marshal", Chen Ran said very straightforwardly, "They have already begun to gather reinforcements."

Jinzhou and Fuzhou cover a large area and are not just two cities.

They also had military facilities such as fortresses, beacon towers, post stations, etc. in various places.

When the army from Lushun sets out, the news will naturally be sent back to Shenyang as quickly as possible.

It’s just that the Marshal received the news too quickly. It’s only been a few days and he’s already got feedback?

"Marshal." Shang Kexi, who took the initiative to approach Chen Ran and wanted to curry his favor, was the first to come out and salute. He looked sincere and said, "Let's retreat."

A stone stirs up a thousand waves, and all the generals come out to salute, "General, let's retreat."

Those who came out to persuade the enemy to retreat were all former generals from Dongjiang. They had been beaten by the Jiannu for years and had no confidence in a decisive battle with the main force of the Jiannu.

Those who did not stand up all followed Chen Ran.

They followed Chen Ran to defeat the main force of the Jiannu several times, and even killed Ajige and captured Daishan alive. They had no fear of the Jiannu.

Looking at the pleas of Shang Kexi and others at this time, Zhu Laitong, Wang De and others all showed contempt on their faces.

"General, let's retreat back to Lushun. We can rely on Lushun Fort and Nanguan Pass, as well as the ships of the navy, to delay the Jiannu army until they retreat."

Shang Kexi's words were sincere and heartfelt. He really wanted to curry favor with others and make progress.
"No need to bother." Chen Ran smiled at him gently, and then raised his voice, "I have made up my mind. The whole army will go north to Gaizhou to fight a big battle with the Jiannu!"

The reason for doing this is that he had changed the subtitles from "gather the main force of troops and march south for a decisive battle" to "gather a flag of troops and march south for a decisive battle."

If Huang Taiji really led the main force of the Eight Banners out in full force, Chen Ran might really have to retreat.

After all, the number of combat-capable soldiers under his command at this time, even if the retainers of the former Dongjiang generals were included, was less than 20,000.

The Eight Banners came out in full force. There was no practice of selecting one out of three or one out of five. Instead, everyone on the ground became soldiers, from people aged thirteen to sixty. It was possible to form an army of more than one hundred thousand.

'After all, there is no Maxim.'

If there were hundreds of Maxim guns, Chen Ran would dare to go straight to Shenyang!
Now it has been changed to come with one flag, which is just giving away lives.

After so many revisions, Chen Ran has already become proficient in using it.

It could be directly changed into a Niulu, and a hundred soldiers could march south, but that would be meaningless. What's the point of mobilizing more than 10,000 soldiers to actively attack and kill a hundred people?
One flag of soldiers is the most suitable. Not only can they defeat the enemy, but they can also surround and annihilate the Jiannu’s vitality.

The Jiannu had become a powerful force and it was difficult to destroy them in one battle. They had to be attacked piecemeal from time to time.

Killing thousands at a time, that's tens of thousands if you do it ten times!
How many tens of thousands of young and strong people could the Jiannu people, who already had a small number of people, have?

Looking towards the north, Chen Ran raised the corners of his mouth and whispered softly, "Who is the unlucky guy this time?"

Shenyang City, the Imperial Palace’s Council Hall.

"Father Khan." Brother Hao, with his eyes wide open, shouted in a rough voice, "That Chen guy is too much! He just came to southern Liaoning and he dared to lead his troops to invade the north. If we don't teach him a lesson, won't he look down on us?"

"Great Khan." Yuetuo, who was wearing mourning clothes, also stepped out to salute. "Big Brother is right. Chen Ran is so audacious that he must be killed. I am willing to be the vanguard!"

Immediately, Dorgon, Dodo, Dergelei and others came out to echo, saying that even if they had to sell everything they had, they would destroy this extremely arrogant Ming army this time.

These people were actually spies arranged by Huang Taiji.

Upon learning the news that Chen Ran was heading north, Huang Taiji immediately decided to eliminate this powerful enemy at all costs!

These agents were arranged in order to persuade Amin and Manggurtai, the remaining two of the four great beiles.

After all, Huang Taiji suffered heavy losses in the previous invasion of the Ming Dynasty, and his prestige was damaged. His words were not as effective as before, and he had to convince his two brothers before he could decide on such an important matter.

Manggurtai was really reckless. He remembered clearly the blood feud he had with Chen Ran when he was in Tongzhou last year.

"There is no doubt about this." Facing Huang Taiji's gaze, Manggurtai immediately said, "We must kill him!"

Huang Taiji nodded in satisfaction, then looked at the second Beile Amin, "Second brother, what do you say?"

At this time, the whole audience was shouting and killing, and all the pressure was on Amin.

This person was not the old slave’s son, but the second son of the old slave’s younger brother Shurhaci.

Unlike the bloodlines of these old slaves, Amin represents a distant branch.

After a moment of silence, he raised a question, "We are short of food, fodder and weapons, and we have to guard against Ligdan Khan and Sun Chengzong. It's also the spring ploughing season. Isn't it inappropriate to fight at this time?"

(End of this chapter)