"Mang Gurtai, take your people, find those people, and you must find a way to kill those people! At least you can't let them fire as unscrupulously as before. This kind of artillery is too terrifying...
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Mang Gurtai picked up the iron gun next to him and rode on his good horse. He tightened his grip on the gun, his eyes and pupils shrank, and his face was serious and cold. Since the Battle of Sarhu, the Kingdom of Jin has not faced such a challenge for a long time.
The rumbling sound of artillery fire was like rushing thunder. The tiger's eyes suddenly widened and shot out streaks of light.
"In that direction, rush over and kill those hateful Chinese dogs." Mang Gurtai roared, like a bloodthirsty lion, running towards the place where death was caused. Horse hooves formed in formation, and behind him were two thousand golden cavalry.
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Mang Gurtai's speed was very fast. The closer he got, the clearer the dull clanging sound became. Suddenly, his back felt a little tight, and he instinctively lowered his body and pressed tightly against the horse's back. At this time, a sound broke through the air.
The screams of a Houjin soldier came from behind.
When he looked up again, Mang Gurtai saw a blurry figure appearing in the distance, and the figures became clearer and clearer. After seeing the other person clearly, Mang Gurtai suddenly shrank his pupils, and his hands were sweating. It was so surprising.
There were many people guarding it. It seemed that the Han people had expected this. Mang Gurtai had no other choice. Listening to the faint screams coming from the battlefield, he had to rush over and destroy those artillery pieces. He continued to kill.
If we go on, it will definitely be a disastrous defeat this time.
So far, the Han cavalry has not been dispatched on a large scale. Once defeated and the Han cavalry catch up, how many people will survive in the end?
Holding the iron gun tightly, clamping the horse's back suddenly, Mang Gurtai roared: "Charge over, the warriors of the Kingdom of Jin will surely win!"
"Roar!" the Jurchen cavalry shouted in unison. They followed Mang Gurtai forward, and no one was afraid of death. In their hearts, how could they lose to the Han people when they fought in front of the battle? The battlefield on horseback was Mongolia.
No one dares to compare with a Jurchen man.
Liu Guoneng slowly raised his hand. He was not in any panic, but just calm. After a while, a black-armored cavalry appeared at the front of the team. Tuo Buhua held up his scimitar and the horse moved forward slowly. When the distance between the two sides was still there,
When they were two miles away, Tuo Buhua stood up from his horse and shouted, "Kill!"
The originally slow steel cavalry suddenly picked up speed and ran faster and faster, turning into a galloping black cloud and colliding with the Jurchen cavalry in the blink of an eye.
The armored heavy cavalry was built for cavalry confrontation. Their mission is to crush the opponent in the cavalry confrontation. With powerful defense and impact, the cavalry gun in their hands, these heavy cavalry armed to the teeth will soon use practical skills to defeat the enemy.
Actions tell the Jurchens who is the master on the battlefield. The collision without fear of death and the brutal fighting arouse the animal nature in everyone's heart. No one will retreat at this time.
Bang bang...boom...
Accompanied by the terrifying sound of artillery fire, the cavalry charge came to fruition. In just a moment, the Jurchen cavalry formation was cut into two pieces. The heavy armored cavalry was like a meat-cutting knife, completely cutting the pork from the middle.
The Jurchen cavalry that had been cut apart were separated to the left and right, and were much weaker. At this time, Liu Guoneng's main force quickly surrounded them in a fan shape.
At the age of thirteen, Mang Gurtai followed Nurhachi on expeditions east and west, and he was very familiar with the battlefield situation. At this moment, he felt great pressure. He knew very well that the formation was cut and the impact formation could not be kept compact. The opponent
Surrounded by a fan shape, you lose space on your side and are squeezed. It won't take long for you to be blocked and beaten.
In a cavalry confrontation, this situation is very unfavorable. The best way is to disperse the assault to both sides and reorganize the formation. Or retreat and reorganize.
The armored heavy cavalry that had crossed over had reorganized their formation and connected the iron ropes. In a blink of an eye, an iron rope defense line was formed behind the Jurchen cavalry. Some battle-hardened Jurchen veterans had already sensed that the situation was not good.
They started to turn around with their men, and they collided with the armored cavalry again. Only then did they discover a terrible thing.
Because the armored heavy cavalry are connected with iron ropes, the war horses are almost connected together. Even if the heavy cavalry on horseback is killed, the war horses are still there. Even if the war horses die, they are still connected with the iron ropes, and the iron ropes are hanging on them.
The sharp blade made it impossible for the war horse to rush past.
A veteran came to Mang Gurtai and said in a panic: "Master Beile, the back road is blocked. The heavy cavalry behind has pressed up. The situation is not good for us."
Mang Gurtai looked behind him, and saw that the formation had become scattered, and some Jurchen cavalry had panic expressions on their faces. He could no longer hesitate, and pointed his iron gun in the distance, and the Jurchen cavalry began to charge left and right.
Due to the weak defense on both wings, the Jurchen cavalry quickly rushed out.
Tuobuhua quietly watched the changes on the battlefield. When Mang Gurtai broke out from left to right, the corner of his mouth moved, and a trace of contempt arose in his heart.
"Press up and don't give the Jurchens a chance to reorganize their formation. The heavy cavalry is responsible for breaking out. Mang Gurtai, do you think you have a chance to fight again?"
Tuo Buhua shouted, and his horse was already running forward. Behind him, Liu Guoneng still led hundreds of soldiers without moving. No matter how the battlefield changed, Liu Guoneng would not move because he knew that his mission was not to kill the Jurchens.
, but guard the Fire Camp behind you.
Mang Gurtai mobilized his horses, hoping to find a chance to fight again, but Tuobuhua and his cavalry were chasing after him. Some people on both sides were already fighting together. How could there be a chance to reorganize their formation? That terrible iron armor
The heavy cavalry came again. This time, they formed a neat formation and pressed over from the flank at a speed that didn't seem very fast.
The heavy cavalry made a surprise attack, and the weak flanks were like a layer of window paper. The cavalry that had just managed to get together was overwhelmed again.
The sound of horse hoofbeats sounded again, and Tuobuhua led a thousand cavalry to insert from the weakest middle position of the Jurchens. Mang Gurtai roared in pain, and the iron gun in his hand was dripping with blood. He was extremely brave, but he still could not change this.
battlefield.
He knew that he was defeated this time. He was completely defeated. He had already been defeated before he saw the Han artillery. The Han people had deployed heavy troops here and were waiting for their prey to come.
There were fewer and fewer people around him. Mang Gurtai took one last look at the cruel battlefield, and two tears flowed from his eyes. Withdraw, only withdraw, maybe a few people could survive.
Mang Gurtai finally withdrew, but there were only less than 400 remnant soldiers following him. He charged to the death and suffered huge casualties, but he was defeated miserably. Tuo Buhua did not pursue it deeply because he still remembered what Liu Guoneng had said before.
words.
Protecting the Agni Fire Camp is the most important thing. If the Agni Fire Camp is lost, there is only death. Tuo Buhua doesn't know why those people are so valuable, but he knows that military law is ruthless.
On the other side, in a moment of peace, He Jingyuan turned his gun and aimed in another direction. The artillery fire blocked an area, which was the only way for the remaining soldiers of Mang Gurtai to escape back. On the gray battlefield, Mang Gurtai
Tai urged the people around him to keep running forward. In their hearts, it might be safe only to return to Karaqin.
Boom...mixed with the neighing of war horses, a burst of thick smoke rose. Mang Gurtai saw more than ten Jurchen warriors falling not far away, and the injured horses whined with difficulty.
The artillery fire fell here, and Mang Gurtai was stunned. His heart had been shocked by the cruel scene in front of him. Minced meat, blood, and severed limbs, how could the Jurchen warriors resist...
"No, Lord Belle," a veteran shouted and rushed over. She jumped and threw Mang Gurtai off the horse. Then, there was a series of gunfire, and the area was covered with gunfire.
, the ground turned into scorched black, leaving pits one after another. When the smoke cleared, those living opened their misty tearful eyes and looked around, feeling only desolation and deathly silence.
In a single pit, there lay a burly man. His armor was in tatters and his whole face was bloody. He opened his eyes angrily and held the iron gun tightly in his hand.
Mang Gurtai is still dead!
The remaining Jurchens were all dumbfounded, and there was a voice that kept echoing in their hearts. The warrior Mang Gurtai of the Jin Kingdom died like this, and died in the enemy's fire in a daze. Lord Baylor was gone, and they returned and returned.
Can you live? But if you don’t go back, where can you go?
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Daishan has been waiting for the news from the front, but he who used to be calm and composed becomes more and more anxious as he waits. For some reason, the uneasiness in his heart increases little by little. Finally, some remnants of soldiers came back, but they failed to capture the Han artillery positions.
He brought back a piece of heartbreaking news. His brother Mang Gurtai was gone. He died in battle on the way to escape.
Daishan only felt that the world was spinning, and then he let out a cry of sorrow and fell backwards. The people next to him were busy with their hands and feet, and finally woke up Daishan. When he opened his eyes, Daishan burst into tears and said, "Mang Gurtai
, your death is not worth it!”
Mang Gurtai died in battle and Daishan fainted, which almost foreshadowed the outcome of this battle. The artillery fire was still spreading. He Jingyuan obeyed Tie Mo's order and shot out all the artillery shells desperately. Under the baptism of artillery fire, the woman
The Zhenren's attack went from being fierce to declining, and finally sparse and on the verge of despair. Tie Mo finally ordered a counterattack, because at this time the Jurchens were already exhausted and their morale collapsed.
Zhou Dingshan raised the gun in his hand, veins bulging in his wrist, "Kill the Tatars!"
The horn sounded, the infantry formed a large front and the cavalry rushed over like tigers out of the mountain. He Jingyuan used the last cannonball in his hand to extend the attack and cooperated with the cavalry charge.
Under the powerful artillery fire and the new war mode, the brave Jurchens were like broken rags, swaying in the wind. Collapse, complete collapse, whether the Jurchens or Haraqin's cavalry, they all bowed their heads towards
Fleeing south, trying to save a life. From Qingzhou to Karaqin, the land of more than fifty miles turned into a long road of death. People kept falling down, staining the knives in other people's hands red.
On the tenth day of the twelfth lunar month in the second year of Chongzhen, the Yunfu cavalry and Daishan's troops fought at the foot of Qingzhou City. In this battle, new artillery appeared on the battlefield for the first time and they achieved a decisive victory. In two days, the troops from Qingzhou to Karaqin
, the Yunfu cavalry defeated the Jurchen coalition and killed more than 10,000 people. At the same time, Beile Mang Gurtai of the Later Jin Dynasty also died on the battlefield.
After defeating Daishan's army, the Yunfu cavalry did not stop for a moment, but went straight towards Xifengkou along the outskirts of Kalaqin.
In the battle of Qingzhou, Daishan was defeated. The news not only shocked Huang Taiji, but also shocked Lin Danhan. At this time, Lin Danhan was glad that he did not take action rashly, otherwise it would not be Daishan who would be unlucky, but Lin Danhan. This iron man
Mo was indeed cunning. He actually hid so many artillery pieces. If he didn't use them, he would kill someone if he used them. Daishan was also a famous general of his generation. Without any defense, he was beaten to the point where he was unable to fight back.
Tae was buried at the foot of Gyeongju Castle.
In the north of Xifengkou, Huang Taiji briefly stopped at a place called Luomapo. Sitting on a high slope, looking at the sunset, the sky was like blood, and the withered grass was whimpering in the cold wind. The sky was just like Huang Taiji's mood, heartbroken and reckless.
Gurtai is dead. How much I want to take revenge. The Yun Mansion soldiers and horses are heading towards Xifengkou. Soon, the two sides will collide. I really want to intercept them head-on and kill them all.
Huang Taiji hated the man named Tie Mo so much that he wanted to eat him alive. But he couldn't.
Nowadays, the morale of the army is low, and all the troops are disorganized and have their own evil intentions. Under this situation, fighting with the soldiers of Yunfu will probably cause heavy casualties and huge losses. Even if they return to Shenyang, how can they suppress Dorgon, who has soared in strength?
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This detention was planned for a long time, not only to seize a large amount of supplies, but also to make Huang Taiji's position more stable. In order to reduce the threat, Dorgon was not even allowed to enter the border. But who would have thought that Yun Mansion
The soldiers and horses traveled thousands of miles to the Haraqin tribe, and Dorgon quietly entered Shenyang and took over various tribes. It can be said that the strength in Dorgon's hands increased a lot at this time. In contrast, due to the hasty withdrawal of troops, the gains from entering the pass
The benefits are also far lower than what I had expected before. The subsequent distribution of benefits will inevitably make some tribes dissatisfied.
In this case, if a war is launched and the losses are heavy, there will probably be more dissatisfied tribes. By then, Dorgon will secretly laugh his head off.
The most terrible thing is that Hou Shilu is like a mad dog, leading the elite soldiers of Xuanfu and Datongfu to follow behind.
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On the 12th day of the twelfth lunar month, the Yunfu cavalry and the Houjin main force led by Huang Taiji were less than thirty miles apart. What is strange is that both sides maintained a tacit understanding of the distance and no one launched an attack.
Huang Taiji's life was difficult and he was wary. Tie Mo was also wary. He had run out of artillery shells. In order to defeat Daishan and intimidate the heroes, he fired all the artillery shells he had accumulated for half a year. At this time, in his hand,
The cannons are like tigers without teeth. Now, all they have to do is rely on the residual power of the Gyeongju Battle to bluff people. If the Jurchens really want to kill them, they really have no choice but to fight head-on.
In a head-to-head fight, Tie Mo was not sure at all. He might be able to win in a conventional battle, but in the end there would definitely be heavy casualties.
The goal of intimidating Liaodong and forcing the Jurchens to return to the army has been achieved, and other casualties can be avoided if possible.
On the 13th of the twelfth lunar month, Li Jiasheng's vanguard cavalry met Zhou Dingshan's vanguard. At this time, Huang Taiji had no chance even if he tried to fight. With Hou Shilu's support, the Yunfu army came to Xifengkou in a mighty manner and returned to the Ming Dynasty.