In order to protect their families in the rear and the hard-won shelter, the male group of refugees developed unprecedented momentum and formed a "hemp rope" with the local people. Although their combat power was not matched by the menacing Qing troops, they could not defeat the menacing Qing soldiers.
His flesh and blood body built a human wall, forcefully dragging Dagubian in place, unable to move forward.
Those who went forward fell dead or wounded, while those who followed stood up, brandishing their uneven farm tools and weapons, and fought to the death with the hateful Tatars.
From now on, at least in Datong, the inner spirit of the "peasant rebels" is no longer exclusive to the Dashun Army. Chongzhen, who still symbolizes the uprightness of the world, uses his heart-to-heart governance in a short period of time to make thousands of refugees become Buddhas and win this part of the world.
human heart.
This cause and effect resulted. At the critical moment, Chongzhen resettled thousands of refugees in the palace of Dai Wang, and only then did these thousands of refugees stand up to defend Datong at the last moment.
The Ming army had a great victory in the north, and their morale was high. Before Tang Tong could meet him, Wang Jinchao led his troops to return for reinforcements, and the others had no choice but to follow closely. They did not close the camp at night because the light cavalry was very fast, so they rushed to the city first.
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At the sentry post in the north of the city, the houses were all empty. Ma Yaozi saw a fire spreading in the west of the city from a distance, and hurriedly led his team there. After clearing several places and killing dozens of Tatar soldiers, Ma Yaozi was able to bump into Sun Xuanhuai's family. Fortunately, he was in time.
At that time, Sun Xuanhuai himself was only slightly injured. Several servants died in the courtyard, but his wife was unharmed in the bedroom.
After listening to Sun Xuanhuai's story, Ma Yaozi stayed overnight to clean up the Qing soldiers who were chasing and killing the Qing soldiers who were looting and setting fire in the rear. He was a brave man and went to Chongzhen's residence alone.
Sun Xuanhuai accompanied Ye Bu to collect the camp, gathering the rescued people and merchants along the way. The crisis at the rear was not only the military disaster, but also the gradually rising fire.
"Master Sun, the granary is flooded!" Song Xiance, who had been hiding somewhere before, walked out from the street corner. When Sun Xuanhuai heard this, he screamed, and followed the panting Song Xiance towards the granary.
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"How dare you!"
Ma Yaozi raised the general flag and Li Jinxiang kicked open the ajar door. The scene inside was as miserable as hell. There were dozens of corpses lying on the ground. The smell of blood rose to the sky from both young and old. Seven or eight braided soldiers took off their clothes.
Standing in the courtyard, he raped the refugee female family members.
"Who are you?" One of them looked at Li Jinxiang and asked, his expression slightly panicked, but he still kept on sprinting.
He never wore a Ming army fat jacket when he went out at night, so the Qing soldiers didn't recognize him at once. Li Jinxiang gritted his teeth and slowly approached with a knife in hand. All the fifty brothers behind him did the same.
"The person who killed you."
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Chongzhen rode alone to the battlefield in the east of the city. What he saw was that the scene was so brutal that it had never been seen before. How many people had to die before there was no place to stay on the ground?
"After fighting in the countryside, the bones and flesh wandered on the road." Chongzhen's words were full of sadness. He could foresee that behind the brutal and inhumane war, there would be endless trauma to the people, and the reincarnation would not end.
The heroic fighting of Wang Jinchao and others succeeded in repelling the main force of Dagubian. After receiving the imperial order brought by Ma Yaozi, the entire army left the city and continued to pursue the retreating Qing soldiers.
Chongzhen slowly moved forward with blood along this road, and this battle should be won.
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Faced with Jiang Xuan's constant harassment, Hedu was extremely annoyed.
Damn it, the Ming army always tentatively attacks its main camp. Once he organizes his personal guards to counterattack, the Ming army immediately retreats, then comes again after a while, and the cycle repeats until the end.
However, this is not a big problem. As long as the frontal battle goes smoothly, the Ming army's inferior skills will be defeated. Two hours after the battle started, the city gate was breached on the Dagubian road, and Mengchai on the other side of the river must have
Soon too.
Thinking of this, Hedu smiled happily and opened the brocade box on the table. Inside was an opened oil paper, which contained a piece of brown plaster. Hedu was lustful. He was like this before entering the customs. Recently, he felt that the bed situation was a little
Feeling tired, he spent his own money to find someone to buy this thing from.
Although this plaster is inconspicuous, one tael is worth hundreds of gold! I heard that this recipe was made by Emperor Wanli of the Ming Dynasty. It was made from the "Afurong" tribute from the Western Regions, supplemented by other precious medicinal materials, and dried.
This brown cake shape has the effect of nourishing yin and nourishing yang, and prolonging life, so it is euphemistically called "longevity ointment".
Hedu took out the cigarette rod, pinched a small amount of plaster and put it in it, lit it on fire and smoked it. This plaster was too strong and could only be smoked in small amounts.
The green smoke rose in the tent, and the physical and mental fatigue disappeared. Hedu lay on the couch and seemed to be in a state of ecstasy. He couldn't help but praise: "There is such a magical medicine in the world." After taking a few puffs, he suddenly fell asleep.
Thick.
"Where is Hedu Beile!"
In Datong City, Wang Jinchao and Tang Tong's magic soldiers descended from the sky, catching Dagubian off guard. Seeing that the defeat was complete, he had to retreat hastily. However, the Ming army pursued them without delay, and the Qing soldiers who retreated were beaten to death.
After dispersing, Dagubian returned to the camp with only a few hundred remaining people around him.
Opening the curtain, a pungent smell of urine hit his face. Dagu covered his nose and got into the tent, only to see Hedu sleeping soundly with a cigarette rod in his left hand.
"Damn it, I'm fighting for my life in front of you, you..." Dagu was very angry. He had another sentence behind him, but he held back and didn't say it. He called out "no sight" and "no movement" several times in a row, Dagu said
Bian had no choice but to pick up Hedu and take him out of the tent.
"Retreat!" Hedu was unconscious and Mengchai was missing. Dagu was the supreme commander of the Qing camp. Following his order, the troops moved quickly. Wu Weihua, who had been staying in the Han banner camp,
Seeing that everyone was packing their things, he hurried over and asked, "Masters, have we won the battle?"
The Manchu people were all busy packing up the belongings they had brought out of their homes. Who had time to pay attention to a Han Chinese? Wu Weihua didn't get a response, so he had to go to the main camp of Hedu to see the situation.
"Commander Dagubian, this is..." When we arrived at the gate of the main camp, we met Dagubian on horseback directing the people to push the carts, which were fully loaded.
"Wu, come here." Dagu waved and waited for Wu Weihua to approach, then said: "Take your people and come to the rear for us."
"Ah?" Wu Weihua pointed at his nose. Me, the queen? Dagubian looked displeased. He pulled out the knife and pointed it at Wu Weihua, who looked at a loss. "What? Isn't it possible?"
"Okay." If he dared to say no, Dagubian would chop off his head on the spot.
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"Jianlu is withdrawing its troops." Jiang Xuan lurked in the dark and kept observing the movements of the Qing camp. He saw people gradually pushing carts out, apparently heading towards him.
"General, isn't the main force of the Jianlu army still attacking the city?" He Qiu asked doubtfully.
Jiang Xuan's eyes suddenly lit up. He had tried to attack the Qing camp many times before, but failed to achieve any results. Now he was worried about how to break the situation. What he asked for in the bid reminded him.
"We robbed the grain truck and showed no intention of retreating. There is only one reason for the sudden withdrawal of troops."