Huang Taiji's face was iron-blue.

The battlefield was still the same as last night, the high platform where he set up the golden tent was empty, and the guards of honor, documents, seals, and even the bronze candle tree left behind were emptied, more than five hundred and twenty, and the corpses of the two most elite soldiers of Niu Luzheng and the Yellow Banner were on the spot, and from here they spread to the edge of the trench, and there were traces of being burned by fire everywhere.

Up to now, the 8,000 taels of yellow flags, red flags, and blue flags that were scattered last night guarding the camp have not been recruited, and the losses are estimated to be more than 3,000.

Seeing that Huang Taiji's face was gloomy as if it was raining, Feiyangu, Duoduo, Azig, these state-building ministers secretly showed gloating expressions.

This Jurchen male lord is too strong, originally the equal status of the major banner owners, so that he doesn't know how much power he has cut the big nobles, Amin said that the ban will be banned, and if there is nothing to do, the flag lord will be deprived of Niu Lu or something, it is rare that this big sweat is unlucky, and the major nobles are happy to see him weaker.

Here, only Haoge really cared about Huang Taiji, and as soon as he came up, he knelt down in front of Huang Taiji with urgency.

"Amma, are you alright? Erchen learned that his father Khan was chased and killed by Ming Gouzi, so he immediately withdrew from Jinzhou City, you weren't hurt, right? ”

Haoge is filial piety, but he doesn't speak through his brain, he is a big sweater, and he was killed like this by a lone army, which is enough to be embarrassed, and he was exposed by his eldest son in front of so many ministers, and Huang Taiji's face immediately turned black.

Fortunately, he still has a difficult brother here, and the third brother of his family, Mang Gurtai, has a bag on his head like an Indian third brother, pointing at the other brothers of the Aixin Jueluo family who are watching the excitement and scolding.

"There were 50,000 Ming troops who attacked the camp last night! And there are a lot of firearms! The Hongyi cannon is extremely sharp! Our banner can't resist the hard fighting, there are heavy casualties, the Great Khan ordered to return to help, why don't you wait for a long time!"

"Fifty thousand? Why don't you say that the entire army of the Ming Dynasty attacked the camp last night? It was clear from the viewing platform yesterday that the main forces of the Ming army were all on the right flank, and the left flank was only such a small circle, how could there be 50,000 people? ”

"How could the Ming army break through my three major battalions in a row, and also disperse the most elite pro-army of Zhenghuang Banner!"

This is strong enough words, you don't have the ability to blame others? But Azig, who retorted angrily, was speechless.

After many years of fighting with the Ming army, these banner generals have already developed a consensus, eight banners and 1,000 men and horses, enough to fight 10,000 Ming troops, and the two banners left in the camp last night have more than 8,000 horses.

"This may be a trick of the Ming army, hiding about 30,000 men and horses in a small trench, intending to attack our army on both sides, but the Ming dogs in the east were defeated too quickly, and the west was caught off guard, and the dogs had to jump over the wall at night."

"I can't blame you flag owners Baylor last night, after all, it's late, and the armies are busy pursuing, and there is really no way to come back quickly to support, if you want to blame it, you can only blame the Ming army for being too cunning."

Fei Dongying, the old minister of the Nurhachi era, opened his mouth to play a round, and his words made a group of banner owners Beile nod secretly, the defeated army in this battle will be Mang Gurtai and Huang Taiji, and there is nothing to be held accountable, it is better to make it so big and small.

This time Mang Gurtai is a lucky man, he has lost two battles in a row, if he was afraid that he would not be able to keep the banner owner before, but this time he is exempt from blame, but his positive blue flag folded more than ten Niu Lu, and the weakened old man is about to become an old man, it is estimated that he can't laugh, Huang Taiji himself has suffered heavy losses, fortunately he still has a yellow flag, and his strength is still stable Eight Banners, but more or less, Huang Taiji's authority has still been impacted.

But after all, this is a rare male lord outside the Guan, in the morning, he collected the remains of the children of Qiding, and the eunuch who had no head was buried thickly, and in the afternoon, Huang Taiji returned his attention to the military and political affairs of Houjin.

After all, the military goal of Houjin was also achieved, captured Dalinghe City, and also defeated the main force of the Ming army in Liaodong, outside the city, groups of Ming troops were driven back by the Eight Banners like sheep, and the military town near Jinzhou was captured, under the whip, these people had to do coolies with a wheezing, burying trenches, and smashing the walls of Dalinghe City with a sledgehammer.

is also like Mao Jue's urine, more than 70 generals and officials, more than 50 were captured, and these guys really didn't keep their integrity at all, and they all knelt at the feet of Huang Taiji.

"You are willing to belong to my Dajin, Ben Khan is deeply gratified, you and others will be reinstated, and they will lead the original department, as long as you are loyal to my Dajin, Ben Khan will not spare the high-ranking officials, glory and wealth!"

"Xie Da Khan!"

The small life was pinched in the hands of people, including the general Jiang Xin, and a group of Liaodong army generals slammed their heads on the ground against their will.

But in a group of people, there are still people who still stand angrily like chickens, seeing this scene, the commander of the three armies, the commander of the three armies, Zhang Chun, the commander of the three armies, is angry white beard is up, and he smashes his crutches angrily.

"Eat the king's luck, worry about the king! You are all ministers of the Ming Dynasty, and you have received the grace of the country, but now you are kneeling at the feet of this thief chieftain, are you worthy of Your Majesty and your ancestors? What face do you live? ”

"Mr. Zhang, the Ming Dynasty is corrupt and unkind, the scholars are tired, and the traitors are in charge! Why do you bother to be loyal to such a sunset dynasty? Mr. Thou will not give up, Ben Khan is willing to sweep the couch to welcome him!"

Although hostile to the Ming Dynasty, but for the loyalty of the Ming scholars, Huang Taiji still cares very much, there is such a loyal man, Huang Taiji can't help but personally open his mouth to persuade him to surrender.

However, this Zhang Chun is also a typical Huaxia scholar, maybe he doesn't have much ability, but his integrity is Haoran, and Huang Taiji's persuasion has attracted his scolding.

"Presumptuous, Chieftain of Thieves! Ruzu Ruzong is also a minister of the Ming Dynasty! Tired of the grace of the Ming Dynasty, the first emperor and the first emperor were merciful, took you and others into a miscellaneous hu, granted official positions, gave education, and let you live and work in peace and contentment, but you did not want to repay, repeatedly violated the border pass, and now it is a rebellion, and you are not as good as beasts!"

"It won't be long before the Great Tomorrow Army will slaughter all these rebellious ministers and thieves!"

"Bold!"

"Old man, you are looking for death!"

Haoge personally scolded, and a large group of tooth-swinging horns also angrily pulled out their knives and stepped forward, about to chop off this Zhang Chun, but Haoge was really right in scolding, Zhang Chun was indeed looking for death, seeing that the knife was on his neck, he didn't frown.

At this scene, Huang Taiji, who was watching it, sighed helplessly, and immediately waved his hand.

"Stand down for Ben Khan!"

"Take the generals down!"

After completing the surrender ceremony, a large group of Ming army captives were all carried down, first shaved their heads into ugly money rat tails, and then started their slave careers, but Zhang Chun, who did not gnaw at the surrender, was taken away by Huang Taiji.

In a big pit, scattered pieces of broken metal were scattered all over the ground, and four cannons that had blown out of the hole were lying on the ground black, and more than thirty people with yellow flags were squatting there to pick them up, and every piece of metal refused to give up.

Last night, Mao Jue left an unforgettable impression on this hero, but what impressed him the most was the more than 50 minutes of artillery bombardment before the attack, and the Ming artillery fell on the heads of the Eight Banners artillery with precision like eyes.

There is also a bayonet musket under Mao Jue, a flintlock pistol blackened by fire and covered with bloodstains and debris, which was held in Huang Taiji's hand and fiddled.

"I stayed here yesterday, but Mao Jue, the eldest son of Mao Wenlong, the governor of Dongjiang Town, beat down the kid from my Yizhou?"

"It's that kid! That waste has also taken refuge in you? ”

Except for Mao Jue, who dared to say that he was afraid at the decisive battle meeting, Zhang Chun had never seen the second one in his life. However, his words made Huang Taiji couldn't help but be stunned, originally wanted to learn about this fierce enemy he encountered for the first time in his life through the mouth of the enemy, but he really didn't expect that Zhang Chun would have such an evaluation.

After being silent for a while, Huang Taiji said slowly.

"Ben Khan wants him to take refuge in my Dajin, yesterday, just such a gentleman, broke through the three trenches of my Eight Banners, forcing Ben Khan to flee north, and ran away with Zu Dashou!"

"Mao Jue and Zu Dashou broke through?"

Full of incredible, Zhang Chun screamed in horror, and after a while, he seemed to be crazy, laughing and crying, and finally, lying on the ground and crying, and pounding the ground hard, this look, Huang Taiji is even more strange to see.

"Why does Mr. Zhang look like this?"

"The old man hates! used the second son's strategy earlier, how could he become such a prisoner! But the old man is also happy, there are such good generals in the court! Sooner or later, I should drive you out of my Ming land and kill all of you rebellious ministers and thieves!"

"Oh? What stratagem? ”

Even if this Zhang Chun had a bit of a brain, he just cried and laughed on the ground, but he didn't say anything anymore, and after waiting for a while, Huang Taiji was a little annoyed, but he hummed a little contemptuously.

"It's too early for Mr. Zhang to come to this conclusion, right? Since you don't want to use his strange tricks, how can other people in the Ming Dynasty be willing to use them? Depressed, who knows if this General Mao will be my Dajin's Yelu Chucai? ”

In an instant, Zhang Chun was dumbfounded.

…………

Ah sneeze~

It was also the westerly sun, and it was the warmest time of the day, but Mao Jue sneezed fiercely.

"General, aren't you catching a cold?"

For the first time, Mao Jue also felt that Su Changmei's fat face was so cute, and it was rare that this thing was squeezed over with a flattering face and was not kicked away by Mao Jue, but really thought about it seriously.

"Maybe! Last night, Lao Tzu was sweating all over his body, and he was beaten by these guys, and then he walked the river breeze blowing by the Daling River, maybe he really caught a cold!"

"Oops, the general has a cold? What's the matter? Su Fang! Sue dog! Why don't you go and find out the old ginseng that Lao Tzu brought, Su bite, your fucking life, Su people, Su people, people! Find a fat chicken for the general! Hurry up and make up for it, forget it, Lao Tzu will go by himself!"

This Su Changmei, there is a lot of a name, but the name of the pro-soldier is so bad, Mao Jue almost didn't laugh when he heard it, seeing this fat thing jumping up and down, Mao Jue didn't care about him, but turned his eyes to the sea in the distance.

The tattered warships of the Dongjiang River are now moored a mile or two away, and there are constantly sentry ships and sampans rowing back and forth from the two places, constantly transporting the Ming army.

This is his Dunkirk retreat, although the battle of the Daling River was still lost, but Zu Dashou survived by eating more than 8,000 elite soldiers, the remnants of 34,500 people, and his own corps survived, and in the end the wheel of history shifted slightly.

I don't know how much this has changed, but it's not a bad thing, right?

Behind him, a large golden tent that was quite gorgeous, but stained with a lot of blood, was drying on the beach, and there were a lot of evasions, concessions, umbrellas, gourds and the like stuck on the side.

Holding the horse for a walk, Zu Dashou seemed to look at his favorite concubine, circling around these things, and in the end, the old guy turned to Mao Jue's direction with a painful face and walked over.

"General Xiao Mao, the grace of saving your life, the great grace is not grateful! These honor guards and fuses are all handed over to General Xiao Mao, please be sure to accept them!"

In the history books, there are often words about the capture of the honor guard when recording the great victory, this thing is not ordinary, it represents the majesty of a country's monarch, and even this thing can be captured, which shows how thorough the victory of the war is, this thing is handed over, and the knighthood is certain!

Especially Zu Dashou is not meritorious this time, the battle was fought by Mao Jue, he was saved by Mao Jue, and he also lost Dalinghe City, in the end, it is considered to be a loss of the city and abandoned land, plus the previous account of the collapse of the Beijing Division, I don't know how the imperial history of the court will tell him how to settle accounts with him! If you have these things, you might be able to guarantee that you'll be fine.

But Zu Dashou was not shameless to this point after all, his flesh hurt for a long time, and he still decided to hand over these things to Mao Jue.

However, looking at his painful and sincere face, Mao Jue, who still had two short arrows on his back as decorations, also smiled helplessly and waved his hand.

"Uncle Zu is polite, Liaodong, Dongjiang is even a branch, together in this bitter cold place outside the pass, for the country to resist humiliation, not to mention that this thing is you and I The two armies fought hard together for a day, so it was taken, the elder is the greatest, and naturally it belongs to Uncle Zu!"

Hearing this, Zu Dashou's face couldn't help but change.

It's not that Mao Jue is familiar with his relatives everywhere and disgusted him, but the meaning of these words, Mao Jue actually gave up the great credit to himself and fought together, he has 10,000 soldiers and horses, Mao Jue is only 5,000, he is still a famous general, calculate the credit, naturally count him, and there is also this imperial Taiji honor guard, Mao Jue is equivalent to giving him a title! He himself is equivalent to carrying all the hard work, at most mixed with soy sauce.

Of course, Mao Jue is not Lei Feng who does good deeds without leaving a name, people are afraid of being famous, pigs are afraid of being strong, this time he has no doubt, what great credit will he get again, he may not be promoted to make a fortune, not to mention, according to Chongzhen's temper of Emperor Louzi, he may become his royal firefighter, and he has to wipe his ass everywhere, look at those ancestors Yuan Chonghuan, Yang He, Lu Xiangsheng, Zheng Chongjian, Yang Sichang are all counted, which one has a good end?

And a sentence of the same breath also pointed out the price code that Mao Jue wanted! He needs the support and friendship of the Liaodong Army! There is an ancestor with a long life in Liaodong, and many small actions of Mao Jue can be implemented.

Just now it was grateful, this remark made Zu Dashou impressed, he was able to defeat thousands of troops, it can be called a brave word, such a young man Zu Dashou has seen a lot, but he regards the name of merit as dung This open-mindedness, he hasn't seen a few elders who are still high-powered, if his nephew Wu Sangui has such a merit, I'm afraid he would have shouted to heaven a long time ago, where might he let it?

This time, this Liaodong veteran was a little more sincere, and he hugged his fist very solemnly.

"I don't thank you for my great kindness, and I will use it in the future to the place where my ancestors lived! The virtuous nephew only needs one word!"

(End of chapter)