Chapter Thirty-Eight: Survival in the Dead

In fact, eight thousand cavalry could fill a canyon.

As far as Chen Dong and Yunping were concerned, the chaos created by Yunping killed dozens of people at most and injured more than 100 people, but the Mongolian war horses were not suitable for grenades, a weapon that could create a huge sound, and the landslide naturally caused a riot.

The horses of the cavalry rioted, and this was a disaster.

Even the Mongols, who deal with war horses all year round, need some time to calm down their war horses.

At this time, Wu Sangui, who occupied a favorable position, rushed down from the mountainside with the Guanning Iron Horse.

"Line up in an attack formation and move forward!" Wu Sangui's eyes were red at this time, and he issued an attack order.

He took the lead and held his sword, and rushed out first.

The knights of the Guanning Iron Cavalry put away their bows and arrows, took out the melee weapons that had been prepared long ago, and between the runs, led by Wu Sangui, they lined up backwards in turn, forming a conical formation. In an instant, the horses increased to maximum speed, and the oncoming wind blew their battle flags to a whirl.

The charging soldiers stretched out their hands to untie the flags on their backs, and the flags fell to the ground one after another, and in an instant they were trampled into rags by the horses' hooves.

The landing of the flag shows that there is no advance or retreat in this battle.

They roared in great understanding, like a thunderbolt from the sky, and rushed towards the most dense places of the enemy.

Wu Sangui was followed by eight hundred of the same warriors, and as he roared, everyone raised their arms and shouted. This imposing team rushed straight into the oncoming enemy army.

Wu Sangui's double-knife handle was hung on the iron ring of the leather armor, the double-knife goose wings were unfolded, and his hands were holding the hilt, like a tiger descending from the mountain, and a dragon coming out of the water, unstoppable.

Groin. At this time, the war horse was like a beast, and with a brute force, it carried Wu Sangui straight into the Mongolian cavalry.

The speed of his charge was too fast, and the sharp long knife did not need to be waved in the Mongol cavalry, like a sickle, tearing the chest and abdomen of the staggered Mongol cavalry through the bloody wounds.

At this moment, Wu Sangui's eyes were bloodshot, like a red-eyed monster, and he could no longer see the slightest handsome appearance and elegance in him, and all that was left was wild, fierce, and ruthless.

The Mongolian cavalry in a panic was still panicking to pacify the war horses, and they had no time to take care of the fierce charge of the Ming army.

In an instant, it was like a walled house that had been washed away by a flood, and it collapsed with a bang. Both those who lost their breath and those who did not, under the iron hooves of this group of people and horses, turned into a mass of minced meat, leaving only a bloody path.

The Mongols began to panic, dodging the vicious gods left and right, and scrambled to abandon the mad horses to escape from the flesh mill.

Just as Wu Sangui entered the Mongolian cavalry, Hong Chengchou's Chinese army had already arrived, and after looking at the battlefield situation, Hong Chengchou didn't even hesitate for a moment, so he ordered the whole army to attack.

This time, Hong Chengchou did not hide half a point, his personal guards took the lead in charging into battle, and these Mongolian cavalry, who had not yet recovered from Wu Sangui's stormy attack, once again saw a dense black grenade.

"Boom, boom."

Where the grenade landed, the horses that had not yet been pacified became panicked again, and instinctively they began to run backwards.

Seeing that the enemy formation began to retreat, Hong Chengchou shouted, and his personal general overwhelmed the handsome banner and pointed forward, guiding the infantry who came one after another from the rear to continue to advance.

Wu Sangui was killed in the chaos in the dark, right around him, full of enemy heads, at this time, the speed of the war horse had slowed down, he had to wield his double knife, wantonly slashing and slashing in the enemy army.

Although the enemies in front of him fell to the ground one after another, but the speed of the war horse could not get up, it was the end of the cavalry, and Wu Sangui's heart was anxious.

Wielding the knife to kill the Mongols who were in the way, Wu Sangui's ribs were cold, and he didn't care about the position of the knife, because, thirty steps away from him, there was a large sword commonly used by the Mongolian king.

"Come with me......" Wu Sangui roared, summoned the few remaining cavalry around him, and under the escort of his companions, Wu Sangui threw a grenade at Daxu thirty paces away.

With a "boom" sound, Daxu was torn apart by the grenade.

Wu Sangui was overjoyed and shouted loudly: "Tu Xie Tu is dead. ”

The cavalrymen around him also shouted: "Tushetu is dead." ”

Immediately more people shouted: "Tushetu is dead!" ”

Hearing that the Ming army was shouting the name of the prince, the Mongolian cavalry looked towards Daxu, but they did not see Daxu, so some stupid Mongols followed and shouted: "The prince is dead." ”

Chen Dong, who was standing on the top of the mountain, watched in horror that Wu Sangui was not only not surrounded by people in the chaotic army, but instead killed a small open space in the encirclement of the Mongols.

said to Yun Ping, who was also inhaling cold air: "This dog day is hard to get." ”

Yun Ping shook his head and said with admiration: "If the officers and soldiers of the Ming Dynasty were like this, my Lantian Yun clan would have been tricked alive by the emperor to go to the capital to skin and cramp." ”

Chen Dong pointed to the Chinese army of Hong Chengchou, who swept the Mongols like a tide, and said, "The Mongols are finished. ”

Yun Ping said: "Seriously, we only caused a little chaos among the Mongols, and we were keenly grasped by this guy Wu Sangui, expanding the advantage to this point, creating a precious opportunity to win for Hong Chengchou's army to sweep away."

Whether it is Wu Sangui or Hong Chengchou, these two people are rare generals, which is why my young master values Hong Chengchou. ”

At this time, the battlefield was very chaotic.

The Ming army and the Mongols sandwiched a layer on top of each other, as if it were a huge piece of meatloaf.

This huge meatloaf was twisted into two large whirlpools.

Around the two whirlpools, the Ming army and the Mongols engaged in fierce battles.

Hong Chengchou knows very well that this situation will not last long.

Just behind them, 60,000 Jianzhou people led by Huang Taiji, Dolgon, Yuetuo, Dudu, Bai Yintu, and Yingerdai, and the Mongols were ten miles behind him.

He didn't expect Yang Guozhu to support him for an hour, he only hoped that he could break through the Tushetu Khan in front of him and escape before the pursuers arrived.

"Don't pester, assault, assault!"

After Hong Chengchou gave the military order, the horn in the army sounded the horn of advance, at this time, whether it was the Guanning Iron Cavalry or Hong Chengchou's Chinese army, everyone gave up the fight with the Mongols and only killed the enemy in front.

The Mongols, whose morale had long since collapsed, finally could not withstand the ferocious assault of the Ming army like wild beasts, and unconsciously moved out of the way of the central road, and the Ming army squeezed into the mountains.

Wu Sangui buried his head in the fight, and suddenly, his eyes lit up, there was no longer a hideous Mongol, he couldn't help but look up to the sky and roar, before he wanted to urge the war horse to continue to advance, but the front legs of the war horse knelt down suddenly, and he fell under the horse.

When he got up from the ground, he found that it was not only his own war horse that was in such a condition, but also many of his subordinates who had fallen off the warhorse.

From the time they left Matsuyama Fort, these horses had been running violently, and after two fierce battles, they were finally exhausted.

Ignoring these and catching an ownerless Mongolian horse, Wu Sangui hurriedly stepped on the war horse, and when he looked back, he found that a large number of Ming troops rushed out of the encirclement, and the joy in his heart was about to let him fly.

Seeing that there were still Mongols shooting arrows at the Ming army on the slopes on the left and right sides, he beckoned the Guanning iron cavalry, who had changed their mounts, to divide into two teams and began to attack the scattered Mongols on the mountainside.

After Hong Chengchou rushed out of the chaotic army, he did not stay, and reflexively killed the chaotic army.

At this time, Tushetu Khan, who was outflanked by the Ming army, fled the battlefield in panic after losing more than half of his subordinates.

With the defeat of the Mongols, the battlefield gradually quieted down.

The wounded soldier had left, Hong Chengchou still had no intention of leaving, no matter how Wu Sangui urged him to leave quickly, Hong Chengchou was unmoved, just looked at the end of the valley sadly......

As much as he managed to tell him, Yang Guozhu couldn't come back, he still wanted to wait, maybe......

Chen Dong ran down from the mountain and told Hong Chengchou that the Jiannu army was already ten miles away, two dark red blood tears dripped from the corners of Hong Chengchou's eyes, and then, he said to Wu Sangui: "Let's go!" ”

From Songshan to Xingshan, less than 80 miles...... The army of 23,000 was more than half lost.

Tushetu Khan knelt in a pool of blood and kept prostrating, hoping that Huang Taiji, his son-in-law, would forgive him for his defeat in battle.

Huang Taiji didn't have much anger on his face.

Said lightly to Dolgon: "The six thousand people of Feiyangu only came back alive less than three hundred, and the four hundred white armor of Aobai fell one hundred and sixty-seven people in battle, and Aobai is still unconscious, I don't know if he can live."

Of my 10,000 pro-troops, less than 6,000 remained...... Now you have also seen that the 8,000 cavalry of Horqin Tushetu can be called all of Horqin, and now, there are nearly 5,000 less.

We lost nearly 20,000 elites, and Hong Chengchou still escaped.

Dolgon, my brother, won't you give me an explanation? ”

Dolgon fell to one knee and said bitterly: "The sin is in worship of Yin Tu and Ying Erdai!" ”

Huang Taiji nodded and said: "It makes sense, come on, behead Bai Yintu and Ying Erdai on the spot!" ”

Bai Yin Tu and Ying Erdai were taken aback, and before they could plead, they were already firmly controlled by Huang Taiji's personal guards, and seeing that their heads were about to fall to the ground, an official wearing leather armor knelt at Huang Taiji's feet and said: "Your Majesty is gracious, although Bai Yin Tu and Ying Erdai are guilty, they cannot be punished at this time." ”

Huang Taiji glanced at Fan Wencheng, who was kneeling at his feet, and said, "Why? ”

Fan Wencheng said boldly: "This will only cheapen Hong Chengchou and let him get the victory he didn't get from the battlefield." ”

Huang Taiji chuckled and said: "It makes sense, worship Yin Tu and Ying Erdai, the heads of the two of you will be placed on your necks first, and if you can't make meritorious contributions, you can cut them off yourself." ”

Bai Yintu and Ying Erdai escaped alive, kowtowing like pounding garlic.

Huang Taiji ignored the two fools, lifted Tushetu Khan up from the ground and said, "Hong Chengchou is fierce, I know you did your best. ”

When Tushetu Khan saw that Huang Taiji had pardoned him for the crime of defeat, he kowtowed repeatedly.

From beginning to end, Huang Taiji did not support Dorgon.

"Fan Wencheng, I want to behead Yang Guozhu, I was admonished by you, I want to behead the prisoners of the Ming army, I was also admonished by you, and now I want to kill Yin Tu and Ying Erdai, and you don't agree.

Now that I've met your request, shouldn't you come up with something that works for me? ”

Fan Wencheng said with a smile: "Your Majesty, the minions have already planned, we want to take Xingshan in one go, and it will be on Yang Guozhu and these Ming army prisoners......"

Chapter 2, I don't like to do colonoscopy, gastroscopy, so I'm back.

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