Finally, Tan Tai broke out of the encirclement, led the army all the way to the north, under the response of Wu Sangui, finally repelled the encirclement and suppression of Zhu Jie's Beijing battalion army, but, this battle was lost too miserably, after a battle, the cavalry casualties exceeded 6,000 people, plus which station before, in just one day, it caused nearly 10,000 casualties to the Manchurian elite cavalry, especially when the final breakthrough, was pressed and beaten from behind by the musket battalion of the Beijing camp, it was really miserable, and the cavalry fell on the battlefield, extremely miserable!

However, compared to the death of Azig, these are nothing, Azig, that is the British prince of the Qing Kingdom, Dolgon's right-hand man, the weight of his status, even more than that of Zilharang, who is the auxiliary king, died in a battle, and the entire Manchurian elite cavalry will be wiped out outside Huai'an City!

Tan Tai and Wu Sangui returned to the tent, Azig's body was also carried up by the soldiers, a shot in the head, Azig could not even leave a last word, he died, the entire Manchurian elite cavalry was panicked, obviously, no one had the heart to fight.

"King Pingxi, what do you say next?"

Tan Tai asked astringently.

Wu Sangui smiled bitterly: "What else can I do?" Send it out immediately and play the court immediately, you are not unclear about the identity and status of Prince Ying, as soon as he was martyred, the shock to the court was too great. The morale of the army is turbulent, even if the combat strength of the Beijing camp is low, we have no hope of capturing Huai'an City......"

Tan Tai nodded heavily, Wu Sangui was right, it was impossible to capture Huai'an City, and now in this situation, it would already be burning incense for the army to safely withdraw to Shandong!

"Talk about my lord, you still give an order, withdraw all the armies in the south and east of the city, the sooner the better, now the Tianwei army in Huai'an City can not recover its combat strength for a while, after this big battle, Zhu Jie's Beijing camp has also suffered a lot of losses, it needs to be rectified, we must ask Zhu Jie to launch the second wave of attack, all the troops will be concentrated in the north, if you can compete with the Ming army, and even defeat the Beijing camp, that is the best, if you can't fight, then you can also try to preserve the strength and bring the troops back to ......Shandong."

Wu Sangui continued.

Tan Tai didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly ordered: "Someone, send an order, immediately order the armies of the southern and eastern cities to retreat to the north immediately, no mistakes, all departments are strictly guarded, beware of the sneak attack of the Ming army, as for the corpse of Prince Ying, it is better to pretend to be buried and send it all the way back to the capital!" ”

This is also a matter of no choice, ordinary soldiers and officials are killed, maybe they can be buried hastily, but Azig is a prince after all, how can he be buried casually?

The morale of the Qing army was low, and the mourning was all over the field, and now the Ming army is indeed full of joy.

This battle was fought too freely, 20,000 Manchurian cavalry, it was collapsed by 20,000 fledgling Beijing camp army, it can be said that it was a complete victory, although the casualties of the Beijing infantry cavalry are not a few, the infantry killed more than 2,000 people, injured more than 3,000 people, and the cavalry casualties exceeded 1,000 people, but these casualties, in the face of the Manchurian elite cavalry that was almost killed 10,000 people, is nothing at all, the other party is a cavalry, and it is the world's famous Manchurian elite cavalry, with smaller casualties in exchange for the opponent's fiasco, it is definitely earned.

Zhu Jie's arrow wound had been treated, his shoulders were wrapped in gauze, and Xia Wanchun and Lu Yang were kneeling in the handsome tent.

"Your Majesty, you must not be in danger in person, Huai'an is lost, we can still retreat to Nanjing, the war in the Central Plains has been significantly improved, Inspector Xu is enough to ensure that the Central Plains is invincible, but if you have a little mistake, we will not be able to fight this battle, the entire Ming Dynasty will fall apart, and the mountains and rivers will be broken!" The ministers are willing to die, and you are definitely not allowed to charge into battle! ”

The scene where Zhu Jie was hit by an arrow on the battlefield almost scared Xia Wanchun to death, but fortunately he was shot in the shoulder, if he shot at the critical point, he would not have thought about what would happen in the future, and he would have to commit suicide on the spot to apologize......

Even so, when the war ended, the furious Song Jiaxing still held Xia Wanchun and beat Xia Wanchun fatly, no matter what kind of protégé you are, it is you who go, you bastard, you lead the troops to the battle, the biggest task is not to rush to the aid of Huai'an Mansion, but to protect the safety of the Son of Heaven, and he has a good time patronizing and killing the enemy, is the emperor's safety all forgotten?

Now, Xia Wanchun still has two panda eyes, Song Jia is moving, where does he dare to fight back, he has done something foolish, not to mention, these people are not brothers with the emperor, brothers in life and death, beating themselves up, that is to make himself have a long memory!

"Okay, it's not as serious as you think, it's just a little skin injury, and I can't help it, if I really don't fight, today's battle, who will kill the deer, but I don't know yet, do you think that if I don't kill Azig, you will have a way to repel the Manchurian elite cavalry? That's more than 20,000 people, and the combat power is fierce, and it is rare to meet an opponent in the world! ”

Zhu Jie shouted.

"Your Majesty, ......"

Xia Wanchun cried: "You just don't think about yourself, don't you think about your disciples?" Just now, the minister was beaten up by Lord Song, look at it, both eyes almost blinded me...... Even if you don't think about your disciples, don't you think about the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty and even the people of the Ming Dynasty? Now you are at stake in the life and death of 10,000,000 people in the Ming Dynasty, and we can't afford to risk this......"

"Yes, Your Majesty, the ministers are guilty of capital crimes, let you return to danger in person, hurt your body, this is back to the court, how can we have the face to meet your colleagues? How to face the people of the world? ”

Lu Yang on the side kowtowed again and again and said.

Zhu Jie's heart was full of helplessness, now is no longer the time for him to lead the Tianwei army to the south and the north, once his identity changes, he will never go back, the courtiers below, which one dares to risk such a big deal and put himself in danger? In the future, I don't want to be able to show my strength on the battlefield......

"Okay, you all get up, hum, Jiaxing, this kid, I haven't seen any other improvements, but this temper has grown a lot, bastard, I got an arrow, and I have a fart relationship with the two of you?"

"Well done, Your Majesty, Lord Song is right, fortunately Lord Song is here, if Lord Qin is here, I'm afraid that the lives of the two of us can be left, let's talk about it......"

Lu Yang said astringently.

This is not bad, Song Jiaxing has always been steady, and he rarely has a hurry, but Qin Mufeng's words, it is not possible, if the hot-tempered Qin Mufeng knew that the emperor let someone else shoot an arrow, he was afraid that he would really use a knife to kill someone.

"Okay, don't talk so much nonsense, hurry up, transport all the grain and grass into the city, order Song Jiaxing to hurry up and prepare, the next step is the decisive battle with the Manchurian elite cavalry, hum, I must make the Manchurian Tartars pay the price of blood!"

(End of chapter)