"No matter how fast a barbarian runs, can he still outrun a war horse? Chase him, and chop them all to death if he catches up."
"Hahaha, yes, the barbarians have been arrogant for so long. I didn't expect their general to rebel!"
Outside the city, the hoofbeats of three Mongolian Eight Banners cavalry rumbled, chasing the Ming army in the direction of their retreat. Outside the city, there were hundreds of Ming troops running around like headless flies. They just rushed forward and cut down dozens of them.
Di Sanpin brought people to stop him, saying that these Ming troops were all his subordinates, and he saved them. He thought that he would be ministers in the same palace as Di Sanpin in the future. Di Sanpin could at least be granted the title of marquis, which would not be a low status. Baiyin
After he was very happy to sell his face, he turned his horse's head and headed forward. There were many barbarians in front of him, so why bother the great hero of this battle for a small gain? But he didn't notice it all the way.
How many Ming troops were gathered together made them feel strange.
Di Sanpin did not go far, but waited for Jixiha at the foot of the city. Ignoring the angry, puzzled, and disdainful looks of the surrounding soldiers, Di Sanpin said calmly: "Don't look at me like that, I saved your lives.
If you are willing to follow me, I will naturally help you gain wealth. If you are not willing, I will let you leave when the war subsides."
"Marquis Di is indeed affectionate and righteous!" laughed loudly, Ji Xiha strode over, and bowed deeply to Di Sanpin from a distance, "The Qing Dynasty is thirsty for talents, and people like Di Hou are willing to abandon the darkness and turn to the bright side. In the future,
It will definitely soar into the sky.”
Looking at the head of Di Sanpin in his hand, Ji Xiha smiled even more: "Qingyang conferred the title, Di Hou's achievements will definitely reach the heavens. After this battle, Di Hou is also a figure in the emperor's heart.
When the time comes, you and I will be closer to each other." Looking around at the wary Ming army, Jixiha whispered, "We Manchu men are most appreciative of a good man like Di Hou who cares about old friendships. These few
Xiaobing, Dihou can handle it by himself."
Di Sanpin sighed in his heart, this old Jiannu was so attentive that it was hard for him to feel bad about him. It was evident that Jiannu could deceive so many traitors into working for them. Di Sanpin pretended to be moved and said: "The criminal will be stubborn.
, I am grateful for the grace of the Qing Dynasty, and I have repeatedly fought against the heavenly soldiers. Now that I think about it, I feel really worried..."
Ji Xiha comforted him and said: "Everyone is his own master, so why bother? Don't mention the guilty one again. I, the Holy Emperor of the Qing Dynasty, am so wise, how can I care about trivial matters in the past? Even if Di Hou is relieved, he will be born as the emperor in the future.
Just service."
Di Sanpin thanked him again and begged: "My lord, I will gather my soldiers here and go to the camp to listen to your instructions. When my lord returns from victory, I will be the vanguard and march straight towards Kaili."
Ji Xiha was even more satisfied. After all, Di Sanpin had just surrendered and his hands were not weak. If he had spoken out and participated in the pursuit, he would have to be wary of him. Now that he asked himself to be trapped in the camp, Ji Xiha saved a lot of trouble.
Xiha nodded and said: "It's hard for Dihou in the battle, so let's go and rest for a while. I will have an in-depth talk with Dihou later."
Di Sanpin presented the head in his hand and said goodbye. Bo Dun stared at the head for a moment and asked: "I don't know Feng Shuangli, is this him?"
Ji Xiha also looked at the head carefully, looking at the surprise, anger and fear that still remained on the head and face, shook his head and said: "I have never seen Feng Shuangli, but I saw the scene when Di Sanpin took action.
It should be true.”
After a pause, Ji Xiha said again: "Since Di Sanpin has truly surrendered, I must go to the front line to take charge of the overall situation. Go forward from Zhenyuan until there is a fortified city in Kaili. I will go and see if there is any chance to take advantage of the chaos. Capture Kaili Bodun, I will leave half of Niulu to you, and guard Zhenyuan. No matter what, Di Sanpin is not allowed to enter the city."
"It's strange, these barbarians can really run." Baiyin wondered ten miles outside Zhenyuan City. They had just bypassed the Ming army camp, and the camp was empty, not a single soul.
"This is completely unreasonable. How could a barbarian not go in and take shelter when he saw the camp?"
"I didn't see many people on the main road. Could it be that they all ran from the trail?"
"Who brought a map to see where the trails are?"
The Mongolian Eight Banners who were chasing were talking a lot, and they all felt that something was abnormal. Under normal circumstances, except for the group of enemy troops who were able to run the best, the rest should stop and go, looking for large groups of broken troops to gather together. In this way, the escape speed will be slower. They have been chasing for ten miles, and they have chopped off less than one head. If this is reported back, their colleagues will laugh out loud. Thinking about Shenyang and Songshan, which time was it not? Is the pursuit fruitful?
"Are all the big fish on the side of Agula and Gergen? Are we going the wrong way?" Someone wondered. The Mengba Banner divided into three teams to pursue, taking different routes. This possibility also exists.
"It doesn't make sense. We should be the first to catch up with the Ming army when we come out of the west gate." Bai Yin shook his head.
At this time, a cavalryman who went out to explore the road returned and said excitedly: "Baiyin, we found a big fish ahead. There are about three hundred people, less than three miles away from us."
Baiyin was overjoyed. The previous doubts disappeared. The barbarians were all locals and were more familiar with the terrain than them. It was not impossible to run faster. Didn't they find it now?
Three miles away, Tao Ye, who was leading the team to run wildly, had a face full of despair. He was also Feng Wanbao's subordinate and knew something about Liu Wenxiu's plan. Unfortunately, Tao Ye was not born with a strong sense of direction. The last time he took this road was in the middle of the night, so he was walking now. Halfway through, he had deviated from his original route. He walked back for a while and finally found the road again, but was discovered by a Tatar scout.
Tao Ye was sweating profusely, half nervous and half tired. Most of the men in Xiying were lean, and he was the only one with a fat body. This long journey was immediately too much for him. But he was the guide of this group. Without anyone in the Ming army, no one could ignore him, and their marching speed inevitably slowed down.
Behind, the sound of Tatar horse hooves could be faintly heard. Tao Ye gritted his teeth, stopped suddenly, and shouted: "The Tatar horses are fast and can't run away. What should we do?"
In the team, the one with the highest official position was the commander. He was silent for a moment and shouted: "If you run, you will die. Form a formation! Fight with the Tatars!"
Tao Ye shook his head: "We can't fight. The Tatars are all cavalry. How can we fight with them? Run away, as many as we can escape."
The general scolded: "Can you outrun the Tatars' horses? If we form a formation to resist, as long as we defeat the Tatars, we will still have a way to survive."
Tao Ye's face turned pale and he trembled: "How about we surrender? I have information and I can definitely get our lives in exchange."
Mr. Gao was furious and was about to chop Tao Ye to death when he suddenly asked: "What information?"
Tao Ye told Liu Wenxiu and Feng Shuangli's plan, and the president's eyes flashed with excitement. He suddenly turned the handle of the knife, knocked Tao Ye to the ground, and shouted: "Watch him closely, don't let him escape. Form a formation and meet the enemy!"
Tao Ye kept struggling, and several Ming soldiers rushed towards him like wolves and tigers. They tied him into a rice dumpling and threw him into the formation. After only a few seconds of tea, smoke and dust rose from behind, and Bai Yin and the others arrived. Bai Yin stopped.
The cavalry suddenly frowned when they saw that the Ming army had formed a semicircular formation with its back to the jungle, and there were dozens of gunmen and crossbowmen in front of the formation. His men were all light cavalry, and the losses suffered by forcing the formation were heavy. It was not easy to pursue the remnants of the enemy.
It's a beautiful thing, and no one wants to lose their life on the eve of victory.
Bai Yinsuo patrolled for a while, but he still couldn't bear to give up. Since he defected to the Manchu Qing Dynasty, he had also learned a lot about the battles since the rise of the Manchu Qing Dynasty. He knew that the Manchu Eight Banners would often dismount and fight on foot when encountering such a thick infantry formation. He
He ordered the soldiers who were good at infantry combat to dismount and charge into the formation, and then ordered the remaining soldiers to launch fire on their horses, tempting the Ming army's gunners to fire.
With the help of their horse power, the soldiers of the Mongolian Eight Banners started shooting arrows when they were more than 80 steps away from the Ming army. At 80 steps, it was difficult for bows and arrows to penetrate armor, but they were still lethal to soldiers without armor. In order to facilitate their escape, the Ming army wore armor.
There were not many soldiers, and they were all concentrated in the front row of the array. A rain of arrows struck, and several Ming soldiers in the back row were hit in vital parts, screaming and fell to the ground. The general shouted loudly, asking the gunmen not to shoot in a hurry.
There were not many gunmen, and if the Tatars could not be brought close enough to strike with thunder, it would be difficult to cause serious damage. The Mongolian bannermen did not get close, so they just shot the arrows in waves. Some people in the Ming army were hit by arrows, and some were slightly injured.
They started to get agitated, but the general manager had no choice but to shout: "The gunmen fired back, took aim and hit them, and dispersed them."
"Bang bang bang", more than twenty muskets opened fire. Outside the formation, the Mengba Banners who were rushing back and forth knocked down two people, and the others ignored them. They took advantage of the musketeers to reload and charged forward with the dismounted infantry.
The general shouted: "Get ready to meet the enemy, the crossbowmen shoot arrows, and retreat behind the formation..."
There was no time to say more, the distance of eighty steps was approaching in an instant, and before the gunmen could fire a second shot, the Tatars had already rushed to the front of the formation. The dozens of sharp arrows fired in a hurry did not achieve much results.
The Tatars all wore double layers of armor, and when they shot their bows and arrows, it was as if they were scratching an itch. A few Tatars had arrows hanging on their armors, and they rushed towards them with strange screams as if nothing had happened, and they slashed with their swords.
The sound of blades rubbing against armor, the sound of spear points piercing the human body, and the sound of large shields colliding with each other were heard instantly. More than a hundred heavily armored Tatars seemed to have entered an uninhabited land, and the Ming army's array was smashed into pieces.
They fought fiercely and tried their best to keep the front unbroken. However, the Ming army fought for half a day and rushed for more than ten miles. It was already at the end of its crossbow. At this moment, when the Tatars were charging with all their strength, they immediately felt weak and some people were constantly injured and fell to the ground.
The Ming army in the rear dragged the comrades in front back with all their skills, took off their armor and put it on themselves. Without armor, they went up to deliver food. The Ming army continued to rotate and barely maintained the battle line, but the number of wounded soldiers gradually increased, and the Tatars
However, the losses were not great. It was only a matter of time before the formation was broken.
The general was desperate, holding a large shield, and was crumbling under the repeated heavy blows of the two Tatars. He glanced in all directions and saw that many of his comrades had fallen. The formation of more than 300 people could still stand at this moment.
Only about 200 people were left alive. The Mengba Banner's projectiles continued, and from time to time Ming soldiers in the formation were shot and screamed. If the formation was broken, how many of the more than 300 people would be left alive? But the news from Tao Ye changed.
If he can't save the lives of three hundred people, maybe the Tatars will leave him alone and kill all the remaining people. Do you want to beg for mercy from the Tatars in order to survive?
The general manager was struggling in his heart. He was from Sichuan and saw with his own eyes the atrocities committed by the Tatars in Sichuan. He did not understand the Huayi debate, but he had his own rules for doing things. If the Tatars killed his father and fellow countrymen, he would kill them.
The Tatars took revenge. The Tatars destroyed his family. One day, under the leadership of the King of Jin and King Shu, he would kill the Tatars’ hometown and cut off the roots of the Tatars.
"Blood for blood!" the general yelled. I would rather die than be regarded as a traitor. Who here does not have a blood feud with the Tatars? Surrender to the Tatars and live an ignoble existence. Even if he dies, he will not be able to enter his ancestral graves and will have no shame to see his ancestors.
"Blood for blood!" The surrounding Ming troops roared together, and they all used their remaining strength to force the arrogant Tatars back a few steps. A few Tatars who charged too hard had no time to retreat, and were surrounded by the angry Ming troops.
In the middle, he was chopped to bloody pulp. We once resisted the oppression of the Ming Dynasty with bare hands. Now, we have knives and guns in our hands, how can we bend the knee to the Tatars? Not for Emperor Zhu who is far away in Kunming, for the comrades behind him, for the sake of being
We will never surrender to our compatriots massacred by the Tatars!
"Kill them all!" General Ma threw down the shield in his hand, picked up the spear next to the Tatar's body, and shot a Tatar with a frightened face to the ground, roaring loudly, "A
Don’t let it go!”
He slammed into a Tatar who was retreating hastily, pushed him to the ground, held the gun head tightly, and ignored the gun blade that cut his hands to pieces of flesh and blood, and pierced the opponent's throat with the gun. "Kill!" The Ming army roared one after another.
, one by one, they hugged the Tatars desperately, slashed with knives, stabbed with spears, and stoned them. The front line was already in chaos. The Tatars were frightened by the desperate momentum of the Ming army. They left dozens of corpses behind and hurriedly retreated. The Ming army retreated.
After chasing for a few steps, I saw the Tatar cavalry waiting for an opportunity. They did not dare to leave the formation too far, so they hurriedly retreated.
Bai Yin's face was as dark as water. He had miscalculated. The Ming army was about to collapse. It suddenly broke out under the leadership of the young officer, catching him by surprise. Watching the Ming army form a formation again, the Ming army was about to collapse.
Under the general command, he slowly retreated. Baiyin secretly gritted his teeth. This Ming army must not be let go.
"Chase them, harass and shoot them, and slow down their retreat. I'll see how long they can hold on." Bai Yin said coldly.
A cruel pursuit was staged on the mountain road. The Mengba Banners were like maggots on the tarsal bones, taking a bite whenever they saw an opportunity. The Ming army continued to reduce its numbers, and the breath it had just been raised slowly dropped again, and despair spread among the army again.
The general was at his wits' end and stopped the army at a narrow intersection. After a short discussion, he asked the unarmored soldiers to take the seriously injured soldiers to go first, leaving the rest behind.
"Kill him." He glanced at Tao Ye who was pleading with disgust, and shouted to the boss. This stupid guy has brought them to a dead end, and now he wants to sell his friends to survive. Even if he dies, he must see him die.
in front of yourself.
The Ming army beside him did not hesitate and chopped off Tao Ye's head with a knife. General Manager said in a deep voice: "Brothers, we have no way out, but they still have it." General Manager pointed at the wounded soldiers who had left, and then
He said, "I will always die. I knew it from the day I decided to follow the King of Jin to resist the Tatars. I am not afraid of death. My family, my friends, and my entire village were all killed by the Tatars."
, I should have died long ago.”
The Ming army around them was silent. In this damn troubled world, who is struggling to survive? Who does not have the heavy blood debt left by the Tatars? If they can survive and live a stable life, who is willing to live this life of licking blood from the edge of a knife? But this damn life
The Tatars don't give us a chance to live a peaceful life.
"I have killed countless Tatar traitors in the past few years. I have calculated that my family's revenge has been avenged long ago, but I still want to kill them, kill them all, until the Tatars no longer dare to oppress us.
Han people." President Ba took a breath, with tears glistening in his eyes, "It seems that today is the end, brothers, are you afraid?"
"Don't be afraid!"
"Only turtles and grandsons are afraid!"
"I killed two Tartars today and made a profit!"
The Ming army roared angrily, and the general said with satisfaction: "I chose this place specially. I am condescending. If the Tatars want to pass by, they have to attack from above. Brothers, wait until the Tatars come up. No one will be allowed unless they take away a single Tatar."
Go to hell. Even if you die, you have to kill one of them before you die!"
"good!"
"Kill them all!"
"One for each person, is that enough for the Tatars? Hahaha..."
The Ming army laughed loudly. They were indifferent to life and death and would do anything if they refused. I am not afraid of death anymore. What can the Tatars do to me?
The sound of horse hooves sounded. Baiyin raised his head and looked at the Ming army commander who was standing in the middle of the road. He looked at him with contempt, and secretly praised him in his heart. He is a good man. It is a pity that he is the enemy's hero and my enemy.
Such tough-minded Han Chinese must be killed. Otherwise, how can the Qing Dynasty maintain its hold on the world?
"What's your name, Han?" Baiyin suddenly asked loudly, "A warrior like you shouldn't die in obscurity."
Mr. Ba laughed loudly: "I, Chen Fei, a native of Luzhou, Sichuan, do you remember the dog Tatar?"
Baiyin said no more, nodded slightly, and the battle broke out again.
It was getting dark, and the sound of fighting gradually ceased. The corpses of the Ming army and the Mengba Banner were covered with the narrow mountain road, layer upon layer, and there was no place to set foot. Chen Fei was covered with wounds, and he could barely stand, leaning on his spear. There was no one around him.
A comrade-in-arms, Meng Baqi surrounded him, but did not kill him.
Baiyin separated everyone and stood still in front of him.
"We Mongolians are the most important hero. As long as you are willing to surrender, I will plead with Lord Ezhen to protect you from death." Baiyin persuaded him to surrender. "Are your wounded soldiers at the front? If you surrender, I promise not to hunt them down again."
.”
"Life and death are determined by fate." Chen Fei said disdainfully, "If you have the guts, go after him and see if you die or they die?"
Baiyin raised his eyebrows: "It seems there is an ambush ahead? I was just wondering. You were able to escape so fast. Was it premeditated?"
Chen Fei laughed and said: "Damn Tatar, just take your time and guess. If you want me to leak military information, wait until the next life."
Baiyin said regretfully: "You are young, why seek death? Too many people have died today. Surrender, you are worthy of Yongli."
Chen Fei snorted: "Do you think I am fighting for you for the sake of the emperor? Dog Tatars, you killed my family and you still expect me to sacrifice my life for you?" He looked at the bodies of the Tatars on the ground, and suddenly laughed happily,
"Hahaha, my bite today will hurt you, right?"
Baiyin's face twitched. This group of Ming soldiers fought to the death, causing him to lose more than a hundred people. "Kill him!" Since we are destined to be enemies, it is natural that dead enemies are good enemies.
"I really want to drink another glass of wine from my hometown and take a look at the river in Luzhou..." Chen Fei took a deep look at the north, which is his hometown, "Why can't they kill all the damn Tatars?"
Raising his gun, Chen Fei roared angrily and launched the last charge in his life.