In June, the sun was scorching, and it didn't rain for half a month. The red sun emitted poisonous fire, as if it was about to ignite the earth.
A team of two or three hundred cavalrymen flew by quickly, and Beizitunqi followed Dorgon closely.
"The Regent, Hesha Town is ahead, and it is thirty miles away from Guangping County!"
Dorgon rode his horse to a mound and looked around with his eyes. All the ministers and guards who followed him rushed up, forming a sliver of encirclement to protect Dorgon.
"Hahahahahahahahahahaha!" After watching for a while, Dorgon suddenly burst into laughter, and his laughter was particularly refreshing.
Feng Quan, the Grand Secretary who followed the visiting, smiled and bowed and said, "The Regent's eyes were like lightning. He must have seen the ultimate victory. The old minister congratulated the Regent!"
"Sir Feng, what do you think I saw?"
"This... the old minister doesn't know!"
Dorgon showed a contemptuous smile on his face. Feng Quan entered the cabinet by following Wei Zhongxian's path. With the fall of Old Wei, he was demoted to a commoner. After the Qing Dynasty entered the pass, he searched for surrendered ministers and traitors everywhere. Feng Quan was a scholar of the East Pavilion, so he naturally became the first target of his fight.
Dorgon appointed him as the Grand Secretary of the Inner Academy, and because he was familiar with the allusions of the court, he ranked first, and ranked first in Fan Wencheng, Ganglin, Qi Chongge, Ning Wan me. Feng Quan was flattered and asked to move the rankings. Dorgon said: "The country respects the virtuous and respects guests, so please do not let him go."
He was deeply loved by the "Sacred Lord" Hong, this Grand Secretary Feng did his best and wished he could lie at Dorgon's feet. However, this person was an internal strife after all. He knew nothing about military affairs, so Dorgon couldn't help but feel a little disgusted.
"Scholar Feng, have you seen it? The radius of 100 miles around Guangping is full of flat horses. It is the place where my Qing cavalry uses its weapons. Gu Zhenhua chose to fight me here, which is a dead end!"
After Dorgon said this, the servants around him exclaimed in unison.
"Regent, wise, I am invincible in the Qing Dynasty!"
Dorgon was full of complacentness and turned his horse's head to leave. Suddenly, the corner of his eyes found a little light flashing in the artemisia a few hundred meters away. Dorgon had been through a great enemy for a long time, and he instinctively felt something was wrong. He hurriedly threw away his saddle.
Just as his butt was lifted, a gunshot came.
"Protect your car quickly!"
Beizitunqi and others were so scared that they were out of their minds. If the Regent made a mistake, the Qing Dynasty would be over! They all rushed forward, helping Dorgon up from the ground.
"Regent, are you okay?"
Dorgon grinned and said, "I'm fine, why don't you go and arrest the assassin!"
The guards hurriedly followed the gunshots. Dorgon looked at his shoulders. The bullets blackened his armor, but fortunately they didn't hurt their flesh. But Feng Quan, who was behind Dorgon, was not so lucky. He, a literati, didn't know how to avoid it. The bullet hit his head.
Dorgon flashed his eyes and couldn't help but feel scared. Feng Quan's head was knocked away, his brain was flowing all over the ground, and the only remaining eye was wide open, as if he couldn't believe it, why the bullet shot him like his eyes.
"Regent, this place is dangerous, hurry up and leave!"
Surrounded by everyone, Dorgon turned around and left. It seemed that everyone had forgotten the Grand Secretary Feng Quan, and his body was thrown on the ground. It was not until the next day that the Tartars came to collect the corpse, but he was eaten by the wild beasts and only a few bones were left.
In summer, the water and grass were lush. An** took advantage of the Minnie gun and hid in the grass and played a hunting game with the Tartar scouts. In less than three days, more than 170 Tartar scouts were killed, including Feng Quan, a thought-provoking Grand Secretary.
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"These Ming dogs are so hateful. What else do they do besides sneak attacks? They have the ability to fight to the death with the Eight Banners Power Team!" Sony said angrily. His nephew was just beaten to death yesterday, and he was full of resentment.
Fan Wencheng, the old man, said: "The Regent, the old minister thought that Gu Zhenhua frequently attacked sneak attacks, just to obstruct the investigation. Most of the time, their troops were not concentrated, and they were delaying the time!"
Dorgon nodded and sneered: "Mr. Fan hit the nail on the head. My Qing Dynasty was full of cavalry and was very fast. Most of the Ming people were infantry and had many firearms, so it was very inconvenient to transport."
When Beizitunqi heard this, he hurriedly asked, "Regent, since that's the case, should I take the lead?"
"That's right!" Dorgon smiled and said, "My Eight Banners brigade has arrived. The cavalry of various Mongolian units has reached 120,000. I have an army of 200,000. Why are you afraid of Gu Zhenhua's children? To set up a formation to attack at dawn tomorrow, let Minggou taste the power of the Iron Cavalry!"
The Tartars were dispatching troops, and the command center in Guangping City was also brightly lit.
"Report to the prince, Bei Zhi led all 5,300 soldiers from the 21st Brigade to arrive, and listen to the prince's instructions!"
The person who spoke was Kang Dali. He was born as Gu Zhenhua's guard and his soldiers were also An**'s elite. As a result, the main force of An** in Guangping had reached 65,000. All the essences including the chariot camp, wing cavalry, and artillery.
Wu Kaijie said: "Prince, if we take away the men and horses taken away by Li Xu, our army still has nearly 50,000 people. However, I think we can't wait any longer and we must fight as soon as possible!"
Gu Zhenhua's eyes swept to the others present, and Guo Yunlong hurriedly stood up.
"What Staff Wu said is reasonable. About half of our troops have not arrived, but we have also delayed more than 200,000 troops in Handan. The relocation has been delayed for a long time. Once Handan is not protected, we are in a disadvantageous position. Therefore, we should fight Dorgon immediately."
Sun Cheng, who has always been steady, also said: "Yes, I agree with this view. The war cannot be delayed! After all, we are infantry and the enemy is cavalry. If we are late, we will change!"
Gu Zhenhua looked at the others again, and each showed a strong expression.
"Okay, since everyone thinks this way, we will fight the Tartars to the death tomorrow."
"Guo Yunlong, Zhou Yingjie, you lead five brigades, plus a car battalion and an artillery regiment as the central army. They mainly attack the Tartars."
When they heard the sect generals, the two of them stood up excitedly and hurriedly saluted. This decisive battle was an initiative to go down in history. It is a great honor for them to act as the main force, and they are enough to glorify their ancestors!
Pressing the excited voice, they said together: "Please rest assured, the humble position will definitely win!"
Gu Zhenhua again looked at Sun Cheng and Xie Bin and smiled and said, "You each lead two brigades as two wings. Be sure to prevent the Tartars from attacking in detours!"
"As for the order!"
Gu Zhenhua finally said to Yue Polu who was already waiting in a hurry: "This time, as the main force of the assault, the trump card of the entire army, he will act with me. He will give the Tartars a fatal blow at a critical moment!"
"That's great!" Yue Polu smiled and said, "The humble position will definitely let the Tartars taste the most painful lesson!"
After the division of troops and generals were completed, everyone immediately went down to prepare, and the huge war machine began to operate at high speed. From the third update to the next day, all the cooks had already started cooking. The soldiers from the fourth update to the next day began to eat.
Everyone knew that this was the last meal before the war. It might also be the last meal for some people in their lives. Veterans patted the recruits on the shoulders and comforted the nervous rookie.
As soon as the sky was dawn, all the soldiers started to move and rushed to the battlefield.
An**’s main force was 60,000 to 70,000, plus the already civilians, the total number was nearly 100,000. The Tartars had more than 200,000, and so many people. The entire front was 200,000 miles wide, and the soldiers were densely packed. If you look at it from a high altitude, it would be like two ants fighting.
As the central army, Guo Yunlong first let the Cheying camp seize the favorable terrain of Tiantai Town. In front of them was an old river channel, and the long dam formed natural fortifications to protect them. Under their feet was the gentle slope of the river valley, with a wide view, which was just suitable for musket combat.
Just as the army was just ready, the red flags were waving back and forth on the high hot air balloon, urgent and fast.
"The Tartars are here!" Guo Yunlong said with a smile.
Zhou Yingjie smiled and said, "That's right, we have been waiting for a long time this day!"
According to the Western hour, around 8:30, a large number of Tartar cavalry appeared in Guo Yunlong's vision, densely packed with no boundaries at all.
In the middle, half of the Tartars were under the banner of white and half were under the banner of yellow, and people shouted and neighed, which was very lively.
"Hahaha, I didn't expect that the two yellow flags and the two white flags that have always been disagreeable are so close. It seems that we have made a lot of contributions!" Guo Yunlong said with a smile.
Zhou Yingjie also said: "No matter what flag, I will make them all the dead flags!"
The two sides were less than two thousand steps away from each other, and there was a rumbling sound of war drums sounded from the Tartars, and a team of armored cavalry rushed out. Behind them, the Tartar artillery pushed the cannons and aimed the high muzzle at An**'s position.
boom!
At around 9 a.m., the first cannon fell on the embankment, which had no effect except for splashing a ball of soft sand.
But it was this artillery that set off the prelude to the war. The Tartar artillery was like crazy, constantly firing artillery at An**. The sky was not a round shell, with smoke filled with smoke and a choking nose.
The Tartars seemed to have also learned the experience of An**, firepower, whoever has the strong firepower will win the battle!
But this may have been right in the past, but war always had to make progress. The hot air balloons flying high in the sky were not affected by the smoke of gunpowder, and they could see the Tartar artillery positions clearly.
The flag kept shaking, and An**'s artillery immediately aimed.
Tan Xingming finally determined the location of the cannon and finally shouted loudly: "Let's fire!"
"Open fire!"
"Open fire!"
Hundreds of artillery roared together, and strong smoke filled the sky. Hail-like projectiles hit the Tartar artillery positions.
"No, run!"
The Tartars heard the screaming sound and hurriedly looked up, and saw a large piece of iron lumps hit. Some people turned around and ran away, but it was still too late.
The shells exploded beside them, and corpses suddenly flew everywhere, blood and blood.
However, Tunqi, who was supervising the battle, didn't care at all. The artillery became more and more fierce as he fought. With a wave of his long sword, the cavalry ready to go rushed towards An** in a surging manner.
Chapter completed!