"Retreat, retreat quickly!" The moment he heard the sound of horse hooves, Ji Xiha screamed as if he had been struck by thunder. He was now sure that this was a game from the time Di Sanpin surrendered. Feng Shuangli, a ruthless man,

He set up this trap by pretending to die just to lure him into the trap.

"The Pseudo-Ming Dynasty is indeed very weak." At this moment, Ji Xiha's mind suddenly became clear. "The Pseudo-Ming Dynasty does not have the ability to stand up to the Qing Dynasty.

It is difficult to know the falsehood and truth. No, even if I die here, I still have to spread the news. The Qing Dynasty must send troops immediately, and falsehood will be destroyed!"

Jixiha thought of Bodun who was still in Zhenyuan. This junior who was greedy for life and afraid of death had become his life-saving straw at this moment. He called Dahasu and said with a decisive look: "Dahasu, hurry up.

Let's go, take a few more horses, rush back to Zhenyuan, find Bodun, and ask him to go back and report to Luo Tuo and Hong Jing's strategy. Don't give up on the overall strategy of the Western Expedition just because of my temporary defeat. The pseudo-Ming has worked so hard to plot against me, Ji Xiha,

What you are afraid of is that I, the Qing Dynasty, will launch a massive attack, and you must take my words to heart. Sun Ke is expected to be trustworthy, and the false Ming can be broken. You must not give the false Ming time to recuperate."

The sound of hoofbeats was getting closer, and the dust raised by the large group of cavalry was clearly visible. "Time is running out, hurry up, find Bodun, and return to Shenzhou immediately. I'm worried that Fake Ming also has a back-up plan for Zhenyuan."

With tears in his eyes, Dahasu choked out: "Master, the pursuers are still far away. Come with me. Let's hurry up and the barbarians won't be able to catch up."

Jixiha shook his head and said: "I can't leave. If I'm not here, these Mongolian Tatars won't resist desperately. I have to stay to buy time for you and Bodun... Besides, I was fooled and ruined this flag."

Elite, even if I go back, will the emperor spare me? Even if the emperor doesn't care, those Mongolian princes and princes will not let me go."

Jixiha said no more and waved Dahasu to leave. Dahasu had no choice but to kowtow his horse a few times with tears in his eyes, raised the reins, and left quickly. Jixiha was slightly relieved and shouted: "The barbarian only knows

Conspiracy and conspiracy, thinking that this can scare the invincible Eight Banners warriors! I think this is a joke! Warriors, are you afraid? Do you want to kneel down to the barbarians and beg for mercy? Don’t you dare to prove your bravery to the barbarians?"

The noisy Mengba banners gradually calmed down and listened quietly to the words of their banner leader. The army is the purest group. What they fear most is that in times of chaos, no one in charge will stand up and take charge of the overall situation. Jixiha spoke up in time,

The Mongolian Eight Banners once again found their backbone. With Ji Xiha's instigation, they seemed to have returned to the days when they were chasing death in the Central Plains and no longer feared the Ming army cavalry. "...

Raise your long bows, raise your scimitars, and let these barbarians who only know how to farm the land see who is the real master on horseback!"

The Mengba Banners roared loudly, a cry of despair and excitement. "No matter how cunning and scheming the barbarians are, in the end, it is our weapons and courage that determine life and death! Warriors, do you lack courage?

?Have you forgotten the glory of the Eight Banners cavalry? Don’t you dare to wave your sword at the weak enemy?"

"We dare!"

"Then charge and defeat them!" Ji Xiha's face flushed, and the blood filled his squinted eyes, "There is no enemy that the Eight Banners cavalry cannot defeat, kill!"

With a roar, the Mengba Banners moved like a tide and charged towards the Ming Army cavalry. On the side, the Ming Army infantrymen who were watching the Mengba Banners' desperate attack had already given way to the road, quietly blocking the Mengba Banners' retreat route.

"Are the Tatars crazy?"

"It's just that he refused to accept his fate. In order to encircle and annihilate them, the king even dispatched the cavalry from the old camp."

"The Tatars are still very ruthless. Run away quickly. How many of them can escape..."

The two cavalrymen faced each other head-on, just like a big wave hitting a rock. The Mengba Banner failed to make any waves in front of the Ming army's heavy armored cavalry that rushed in like a wall, as if the first snow had been burned by the scorching sun and melted cleanly. Jixiha

Rushing in front of the Mengba Banner, Xie Xie Shengfeng brandished a big gun. With his sense of smell and force honed over decades on the battlefield, he knocked down several Ming cavalry who were coming from the front. But the Ming army's queue was too large.

It became denser, with almost no gaps between the cavalry. Ji Xiha was immediately slashed by three or four sabers at the same time. He stared angrily at the expressionless Ming cavalry passing by him, and murmured inaudibly.

: "I am Gushan Ezhen of the Qing Dynasty..."

The battle ended quickly. The light cavalry and the heavy armored cavalry faced off head-on, just like a child trying to defeat a fully armed adult. The Ming army cavalry rumbled past, and the Mongolian Eight Banners almost had no soldiers left on horseback.

More than a hundred Mengba Banners who lined up at the back had reined in their horses early and stared blankly at the scene that looked like a massacre. In their fear, they even forgot to escape.

The Ming army did not kill them all. The infantry who had previously avoided the side gathered around, dragged the Meng Eight Banners off their horses and tied them up tightly. After the formation, Liu Wenxiu, who was fully armored, also arrived on the battlefield.

After taking a look at Meng Baqi, where almost all members were killed, he sighed inaudibly and asked, "Have you found Ji Xiha? Is he dead or alive?"

"Reporting to the king, we have found him and he was killed on the spot by our army."

"Give the body to Harabaersi and ask him to take it back for delivery. Inform Luo Dashun that the Zhenyuan side can be activated. Not a single Tatar can be returned to Hunan." Liu Wenxiu said with satisfaction, "Let the Jin Yiwei search carefully.

Where have the Tatars gone along the way? Let us count the casualties of our army. The captured Tatars will be locked up first, and I will think about how to deal with them."

"As you command!"

Zhenyuan, Baiyin has returned.

"Bai Yin, have you noticed something is wrong? I had previously advised my uncle, er, Mr. Ji not to pursue him, and now I don't know where he has gone." Bo Dun's face was pale and he said tremblingly, "Let's retreat, sir.

I feel like something big is going to happen.”

Bai Yin glanced at Bo Dun with disdain and said angrily: "Why are you so anxious? Even if the Ming army has an ambush, can they immediately come to Zhenyuan? If we don't find the master, it will be a death penalty for us to go back."

Bo Dun muttered: "I'm not from your Eight Banners of Mongolia..."

Baiyin was furious and said: "We still have nearly a thousand troops in hand, which is more than enough to defend Zhenyuan. If you withdraw now, Zhenyuan will be recaptured by the barbarians, and the master will have no way out."

Bo Dun was unconvinced and said: "My uncle had a whole banner of troops that day. Didn't Zhenyuan almost lose it? If Di Sanpin hadn't surrendered, we would have been beaten back to Hunan."

Baiyin was stunned and suddenly said: "Di Sanpin, is it a real surrender or a fake surrender?"

Bo Dun was also stunned, scratched his head and said: "It must be true, otherwise what is he trying to do? Feng Shuangli was beheaded by him..."

Baiyin shook his head: "It doesn't sound right. What the Ming Army General Commander I was chasing didn't sound right before he died. The barbarian must have a conspiracy. Bodun, you are optimistic about Zhenyuan. I will take people to find the master. We must withdraw immediately."

"

Bo Dun said unwillingly: "Why don't we go back to Hunan first? Your Majesty has all the cavalry on hand. Even if there is an ambush, we should be able to escape..."

Baiyin glared at him bitterly, said no more, and led the team. Bodun had no choice but to really run away. The key point was that these Mongolians didn't listen to him and asked him to return to Hunan alone.

, he neither knew the road nor had the courage. He poured a sip of tea into his mouth, and Bo Dun shouted: "Where are all the people? Add some boiling water, the tea is damn cold."

Already..."

No one paid attention to him, and Bo Dun stood up with a curse, preparing to deal with some Mongolian Tatars who didn't take him seriously. At this time, a firework suddenly rose outside the city, accompanied by five short and four long drums.

Dun was stunned and asked curiously: "Who sets off fireworks in the wild at night?"

In the city, riots suddenly broke out. Around the east gate, which had not been affected by the war before, fires suddenly broke out everywhere. When the Mengba bannermen at the city gate rushed to check and put out the fire, a bunch of Ming troops covered in mud suddenly came out.

, just greeted the Mengba Banners. The Mengba Banners were caught off guard, and although this Ming army did not form a battle formation, they were all skilled in martial arts, and they killed the Mengba Banners with heavy casualties. It took just a cup of tea, but at the city gate

The Meng Eight Banners were driven away, and the Ming army did not pursue them. They rushed into the city gate and pushed the city gate open before the Meng Eight Banners at the top of the city could drive down.

The dispersed Meng Eight Banners shouted loudly and soon attracted patrol personnel. The young officer leading the team was shocked when he heard the news. While sending people to report to Bodun, he organized people on the spot to recapture the city gate.

By the time they arrived in front of the city gate, this group of Ming troops had already seized the time to build simple fortifications at the city gate. They hid behind the mounds and fired at them with bows and arrows. The Meng Eight Banners attacked several times and were beaten.

Went back.

When Bo Dun heard the news, he was shocked and his first reaction was to run away. His subordinates tried hard to persuade him and heard that the Ming army was only half a hundred men, so Bo Dun plucked up the courage to organize his men and prepare for a counterattack. He

He only had half a Niulu, less than 200 people, and with the part of the Mengba Banner that Baiyin brought back, it could be more than 500. Thinking that if ten beat one, it wouldn't be a big problem, Bodun calmed down and went boldly.

He ran towards the east gate proudly.

While still on the road, bad news came one after another. Di Sanpin led his troops to the west gate and asked to enter the city. News also came from the north gate, and he saw a large group of Ming troops carrying torches and heading straight for the east gate. Bo Dun was in a hurry and pulled him

Niu Lu Zhangjing, who stayed behind, said: "The barbarians are going to seize the city. Let's run quickly and go through the south gate. There is no Ming army there yet."

Niu Luzhangjing glanced at Bo Dun with disdain, ignored him, and ordered repeatedly to his men: "Half of the people go to the west gate, and Di Sanpin is not allowed to enter the city. It's late at night. I don't believe he dares to attack the city. The rest follow me."

East Gate, drive the barbarians out, I won’t believe it, fifty or so barbarians can change the world..."

Bo Dun stamped his feet angrily, but he couldn't think of anything. He stood on the spot and gritted his teeth as hard as he could. The passing Mengba bannermen turned a blind eye to him and followed Niu Lu Zhangjing in a hurry. Bo Dun tried hard for a long time, but finally did not dare to go alone.

I followed him to the south gate in dismay.

"A quarter of an hour, brothers, General Luo will be here in a quarter of an hour." At the east gate, the Ming Army general banner leading the team looked at the approaching torches and loudly encouraged morale.

"We don't need General Luo to come. These more than a hundred Tatars are not enough for us to kill." The surrounding Ming soldiers laughed loudly. Under the dirt on their heads and faces, there were white teeth. They sold Zhenyuan from Luo Dashun

They have been hiding under a few houses at the east gate, hiding in the darkness for half a month. Now they can finally see the light of day, and everyone is in a good mood.

A fierce battle broke out almost the moment the two sides met. The Mengba Banners did not test it. They raised a few shields and collided with each other. The Ming army relied on the geographical advantage and stubbornly bore the impact of the Mengba Banners. Both sides were in the city.

The small area in front of the door was fought over inch by inch.

There was not much space in front of the city gate, and the Mengba Banner, who could not all join the battle, showed off his special skills and threw rain of arrows at the Ming army from behind. Seeing this, the general banner shouted: "Back off, throw thunder, everyone will

Come to the city gate cave."

The soldiers of the Ming Dynasty did not hesitate, and they all used their strength to knock back the Mengba Banners in the front row a few steps, turned around and ran towards the city gate. When the Ming soldiers in the back row rushed in front of their compatriots, they immediately threw several thunderbolts.

After the explosion, when the smoke cleared, the Meng Banners saw that all the Ming troops had retreated into the city gate, and they formed a hedgehog formation with shields in front and guns in the back.

"Withdraw, it's too late." Bo Dun advised again.

"Get out of here, you coward!" Niu Lu Zhangjing was furious.

"Good intentions are worth a donkey's liver and lungs..." Bo Dun muttered, sweating all over his head in anxiety. The Ming army had made it clear that they would stand firm and wait for reinforcements, but the city gate road was so narrow that the Meng Eight Banners were unable to move out. When could they recapture the city gate?

"Charge, charge with me, we must take back the city gate!" Niu Lu Zhangjing no longer hesitated, shouted and stepped forward, leading his men to charge.

"Ding, ding, ding..." At this time, there was a warning sound of knocking at the top of the city. Then, there was the sound of bows and arrows at the top of the city, and the sound of dense footsteps outside the city. Inside the city gate, the Ming army cheered loudly. Bo Dun stepped on his feet.

Look, there are flashing torches, and Ming army reinforcements have arrived.

"Surrender, this is the situation." When things came to a close, Bodun calmed down. He would definitely die if he persisted in resisting. If he surrendered, might there be a way to survive?


Chapter completed!