There were wails in the Qing military camp outside Haizhou, not because of how many soldiers died, but because more than half of the horses of the Tartar soldiers were killed by the raiding Ming army.

It seems that the target of this group of Ming troops is not soldiers, after all, the night is not conducive to the battle of both sides, and if they can't fight, they can hide, after all, there are many of them.

But the war horse won't hide!

God knows who came up with such a bad idea, at the beginning a large group of cavalry burst in, led by dozens of thieves, with firearms that were constantly emitting in their hands, and most of the people they died in the battle died in this firearm.

The cavalry was followed by a large group of scruffy-dressed 'weirdos', a palpitating Tartar soldier who described it this way:

These weirdos wore everything, their weapons were all sorted, and against the backdrop of the barracks torches, each of them showed a pair of greedy eyes, which even made those of them who often went out to fight the autumn breeze look hairy.

Because only they understand that these are a real group of outlaws.

The strange men followed the cavalry in front of them and rushed left and right into a no-man's land, and in a moment they burst into their makeshift stables.

In a panic, the Tartar soldiers could not get close to these cavalrymen armed with strange firearms, and it was not until Bao Chengxian organized a large group of shield soldiers to rush forward without fear of death, and this group of thieves 'retreated' to the south.

Bao Cheng entered the stable first only to find that the people were not defeated at all, but retreated in an orderly manner after the autumn wind.

These guys are here to steal horses, not only to steal, but also to kill!

It's not easy to kill people when they are blind in the dark, but it's easy to kill horses!

The war horses stood in rows one by one, stabbing them in and resting!

According to statistics, it took less than half an hour for this gang of thieves to break through the barracks to 'flee from the desert'.

And this period of time is exactly the time it takes for the Qing army to organize an effective counteroffensive!

In just half an hour, they lost more than 3,000 horses and stole more than 4,000 horses......

Most of these dead war horses were stabbed in the stomach or neck, and the neck was fine, and it didn't take long for them to lose too much blood and die.

Horses stabbed in the stomach often suffered even more, and the Tartar soldiers who came to inquire about it screamed and wailed as they watched their horses struggle in the stables in pain.

For these Tartars, who were good at charging on horseback, killing his horse was as uncomfortable as killing his own brother.

And he watched his war horse die, and a knife stabbed into it hurt not only the belly, but also internal organs and other organs, and the medical officer accompanying the army was powerless to do anything about this penetrating wound.

Crazy!

Whether the horses were stolen or killed, the Tartar soldiers who had lost their horses could not contain their emotions for a while.

The first unfortunate one was the stableman who was responsible for feeding the horses, and this stable, who had suffered an unwarranted disaster, was stabbed in the middle by a Tartar soldier who lost control of his emotions.

Even the grain officer was surrounded by a group of soldiers, seeing that things were about to get out of control.

"Presumptuous! Who gave you dog guts! Are you going to rebel? Bao Chengxian took a few steps and shouted to stop the atrocities of his soldiers.

"you Made, you dog slave is a fart again, Lao Tzu's horse is dead, and I've been with Lao Tzu for four years......"

One of the Tartar soldiers was so sad that he didn't see Bao Chengxian still following him, and directly collided with Bao Chengxian, who was the deputy commander.

It's no wonder that no matter how high your military rank is, you are still a Han Chinese, and no matter how high your status is, you are still a demoted general.

Throughout the ages, generals have been looked down upon, let alone proud Jurchens.

Bao Chengxian was ridiculed for a while, and before he could react, Dolgon behind him had already stepped forward from the darkness.

"What is the crime of lawlessness, if you commit the following crimes?" Instead of scolding the Jara directly, Dorgon turned his head and asked the chief executioner behind him.

As the regent, Dolgon naturally didn't take a small Kela seriously.

"His Royal Highness the Regent, according to the laws of the Qing Dynasty, you should be beheaded!" The Prisoner was a diminutive Tartar, but his voice was unequivocal.

"Then do according to the law!" Dolgon said coldly.

"Your Highness spares your life! Humble and wrong! Your Highness spares your life! As soon as he heard the sound, he felt that something was wrong, and when he followed the sound, his head buzzed like a lightning strike.

Dolgon stood in front of the camp in a bright yellow brocade robe, and looked particularly respectful and tall in the light of the fire.

In the entire Qing Kingdom, except for His Majesty the Emperor, who dared to wear yellow clothes, there was only the regent of the imperial father in front of him.

When he heard that he was going to be beheaded, he was so frightened that he fell to his knees and kowtowed to confess his sins.

Many generals behind Jiala also pleaded, after all, there was a reason for this, and Jiala was also overly sad.

But Dorgon did not intend to retract his order, but only ordered the chief of the sentence to do so.

"His Royal Highness the Regent, it is a taboo for soldiers to behead generals in battle, and I humbly ask Your Highness to give this Jiala a chance to make meritorious contributions!" Bao Cheng bent down first and bowed his hand to speak.

was so rudely confronted in front of his subordinates, Bao Chengxian said that it was fake not to be angry, but Dolgon had already given him face like this, what else could he say?

"Hmph, the law is unforgiving!

This king hasn't said anything about you, as a deputy commander, it is also an unforgivable sin to let a mere 3,000 Ming army break through the camp!

Go and get thirty military sticks to reflect on yourself! ”

Dolgon turned his head and almost pointed at Bao Chengxian's nose and said angrily.

He was angry, not because more than a thousand soldiers had died, nor because many horses had died.

It's because he was once again defeated in the hands of Daming's An Guohou.

Not to mention the previous ones, this was the first time he had fought with this An Guohou.

Tonight's raid, is it a disadvantage for him?

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"Drive! Drive! "The faint moonlight shone on the land, and a large group of cavalry galloped in the night.

"My lord! Cool! It's cool to kill! Kuoduan rode a war horse and rushed beside Liu Hongji, and in the surprise attack just now, he suddenly burst out of five AKM magazines in one breath, and he was very addicted.

"What's the matter, play like this, this gun has been scrapped by you in a few days, and there is no spare one for you!" Liu Hong gradually became angry.

Although there are a lot of bullets in the ring, considering that there will always be a day when they run out, AKM Hyakhu's bullets are uniformly distributed, and most of the soldiers know how to use them sparingly.

But this broad end is good, every time he goes on an expedition, he will inevitably run out of bullets, and he will come to him with a shy face to go through the back door!

In a short time, the whole team arrived at Fort Tower Hill.

The Tartars in the fort had already been slaughtered, and Feng Dunhou had been waiting anxiously for a long time with more than a thousand musketeers and a part of the allied troops.

PS: Under the Eight Banners system in the early Qing Dynasty, every 300 people were recorded as a cow and set up a cow to record the amount of a cow, five cattle to record a Jia La, and a solid mountain to set up a solid mountain.