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Chapter 493 Xiping Fort

Wang Xiao has been to Shenyang before, and it only takes three hours to get from Jinzhou to Shenyang on the Beijing-Harbin Expressway.

But this is obviously not the case now. The army marches over mountains and ridges to meet the Tower Bridge on the river. On the way, it has to maintain physical strength and conserve horsepower, and it has to set up camp at night...

After the battle at Xiaolinghe, Guan Ning's cavalry suffered only more than 27,000 casualties, and together with the escort cavalry led by Wang Xiao, they could barely make up 30,000 people.

These 30,000 people are in enemy territory, and it is not easy to cover their tracks.

The Chu Dynasty's current sphere of influence in Liaodong is only the Liaoxi Corridor. If they show their presence slightly, Yizhou, Guangning, Liaoyang, Haizhou, Yaozhou... can all send troops to attack.

Wang Xiao did not have the strength to conquer these places first, he only had one goal.

But in this case, even marching would be extremely dangerous without first cutting off the barriers around Shenyang.

Fortunately, Qin Chengye knew the terrain well, and 30,000 cavalry bypassed Yizhou, rushed north to Pingding Mountain, and then rushed straight to Jianzi Hill, avoiding the Jiannu spies, and quickly rushed towards the Liaohe River.

Two days after setting off, they finally arrived at the west bank of the Liaohe River.

Crossing the Liao River in the east, there is a vast plain between them and Shenyang City.

The current Shengjing City of the Manchu Qing Dynasty was built on the vast plain between the Liaohe River and the Hunhe River, with the Liaodong hills extending from the Changbai Mountains as its backdrop.

The Liaohe Plain opened in front of Wang Xiao like a huge pocket.

It is also like a bloody mouth, with all the surrounding forts and cities as its fangs.

But Wang Xiao wanted to rush over without hesitation and turn the world upside down...

To cross the Liao River, the fastest way is to cross the Pingyang Bridge. To cross the Pingyang Bridge, you must first take Xiping Fort.

Qin Chengye stood on horseback and looked east at Xiping Fort, and sighed unconsciously.

"Twenty years ago, General Luo died here."

Wang Xiao asked: "General Luo?"

"I was originally under the command of General Luo Yiguan, and was later promoted to the post of Guangning Post Guard... During the Guangning Battle, he served as the deputy commander-in-chief of the Pingliao Army. He judged the marching route of the old slave and reported it to the Superintendent Wang Huachen, however, was blocked by the rebels. General Luo could not mobilize the elite troops of Pingliao, so he had to personally lead three thousand troops to defend Xiping Fort. At that time, the generals agreed that "each of them will defend the stronghold, and assist each other in emergencies. Anyone who violates the law will be punished." As a result, Sha Ling suffered a disastrous defeat and Liaoyang fell. Lao Nu's 50,000-strong army stormed Xiping Fort, but the reinforcements withdrew immediately after the battle. General Luo led 3,000 men in a bloody battle, and Lao Nu sent an envoy to persuade him to surrender. General Luo shouted, 'Don't you know that you are a righteous man?!' The old slave was furious and shot General Luo blindly with an arrow..."

"At the end of the battle, Xiping Fort's gunpowder and arrows were exhausted. General Luo bowed to the south and lamented, 'I am exhausted.' Thousands, bloodbathed Xibao and slaughtered all the Dingkou in the city. More of my comrades died in the battle than Xipingbao..."

Qin Chengye said this, and there was a hint of sadness in his eyes.

Wang Xiao looked at Xiping Fort for a while.

Maybe Qin Chengye has not surrendered yet, and is there the influence of General Luo?

There were many traitors in the Chu Dynasty, but there were also countless loyal ministers and righteous men scattered around...

"Then today, we will take back this place to pay tribute to General Luo's heroic spirit."

"Today?" Qin Chengye raised his horsewhip and said, "Old slave, fifty thousand people attacked this fort and it lasted three days."

"Time has not waited for me. I have finished all the food and grass I brought..."

Huang Taiji did not allow Dingkou to farm or graze in the Liaohe River area because it was too close to Jinzhou.

One of the purposes of establishing the Guanningjin Defense Line was to prevent them from living in the Liaohe River area.

But for many years, the Chu army guarded Jinzhou and never crossed the border. This order prohibiting grazing and farming was not so binding.

Outside Xiping Fort, houses were built one after another, creating a prosperous scene.

It is already February, and there are many people digging the soil along the Liaohe River, and there are also people driving cattle, horses, and sheep for a walk.

Most of them are the servants of the bannermen. Whether they live well or not depends mainly on the temper of their master. If they are beaten to death by their master and starve to death, they are just dead. Those who can survive will always survive...

This morning, the sound of horse hooves sounded like thunder.

The coatmen raised their heads, sweat dripping down their bare foreheads.

Looking around, I saw a dark cloud drifting towards this side in the distance, gradually outlining a long line of black crows.

"Are we going to fight again?" the coat guards murmured, "Are we going to rob the Chu Dynasty again?"

For them, the Chu Dynasty was already a very vague existence. But when the masters robbed food, money, and people from the Chu Dynasty, they had more slaves to work with them, and they could live an easier life.

If the master obtains military exploits, he may be able to raise the flag...

If the land of the Qing Dynasty was larger, I would be able to live a better life.

There's going to be a war, which seems like a good thing. But I don't know where this cavalry is going to rob?

Suddenly, someone shouted: "It's the Chu army! It's the Chu army..."

"Run away!"

A line of smoke rose from Xiping Fort.

Guan Ning's cavalry galloped faster and faster, and their swords and armor shimmered in the sun, contrasting with the surface of the Liao River.

A huge horn sounded...

Monkul was feeding his horse and drinking water by the Liao River.

Sengkule's name means "leek" in Manchu. He was born with a white flag. He was already forty-one years old. Due to his old age and injuries to his legs and feet, he no longer went on expeditions with the army.

Although he now has five packs and a large piece of land, he is still used to feeding the horses by himself. This is a habit he has developed over the years.

At this time, after hearing the sound of the horn, Sengkule turned his head and saw the Chu army approaching from afar. He couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

These Chu cowards still dare to come to the Qing Dynasty?

It seems that I didn't scare you.

Sengkule was a herdsman when he dismounted, and he was a warrior when he mounted. He had fought several battles in his life, so he was not panicked when he saw this situation. He slowly let the horse drink water, touched its head, and said: "Old man, follow me.

I went to grab two pieces of armor and came back..."

On the banks of the Liao River, many Eight Banners mounted their horses and ran towards Xipingbao.

From Xiping Fort, rows of cavalry filed out.

Monkul rode his horse to the foot of the fort and saw a group of cavalry collecting their coats. He also recognized one of them, Niu Lu.

"Sarah, give me a bow and quiver."

Niu Lu, named ‘Sa La’, looked back and said with a smile: “Sengkule, where is your son?”

"Going to war."

"It's great. When he comes back, you will have more white and tender coatings..."

Sengkule raised his head and glanced at the Chu army, which was getting closer and closer, and said: "Don't be nagging, give it to me quickly."

Sara smiled and asked someone to give the bow and arrow to Sengkule, and then said: "Don't rush to the front, let the coatmen go up first. I'm giving them the sword, do you want it?"

Monk Kule patted the long knife on his waist and said proudly: "I have a good knife."

The two of them didn't talk much. Sengkule kicked the horse's butt and merged into the formation of the flag soldiers.

He was not very familiar with the soldiers around him and had never practiced together, but as soon as he joined the team, they could feel the mutual trust and tacit understanding.

"Come on. Let me show you the bravery of the bannermen..."

Outside Xiping Fort, the coated slaves received their swords and formed a huge square array.

Behind them, the powerful Eight Banners cavalry stood proudly.

In front of them, Guan Ning's cavalry had hit them hard.

"kill!"

"kill……"
Chapter completed!
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