Chapter 780: Captured Alive
There is a bare hill two miles northwest of Shengjing City. Since there is no production or flora in this area, it is rarely visited on weekdays.
The same is true today. There was no movement near Xiaoshanbao except for two small animals that were foraging and a few nests of ants.
In the evening, about an hour before the sun sets, a bare rock at the foot of the hill suddenly shook, and then another moment. Finally, the rock rolled down to the side, revealing a hole as big as a table, and scared the hare that was foraging on the side turned around and ran away.
After a while, a vest soldier in armor poked his head out. He looked around for a long time with caution, and then he came out after confirming that there was no danger.
As the vest soldier came out, an old man with a white hair in his temples soon came out. He was no one else, but Daishan who entered the secret passage to escape.
Immediately afterwards, many people began to come out in a row, but there were a lot of people inside, and there were war horses, so it took almost two quarters of an hour to fully come out.
Looking at the dozens of family members and more than one hundred Goshhas gathered around him, Daishan said in a hoarse voice: "I won't say much if I don't want to say anything else. Now everyone has been on my horse and has been running towards Hetulala in the West. Only when we get there can we have hope of living. Do you understand?"
Shuotuo and several older sons looked at each other, and they all understood their intentions.
Although Huang Taiji had already quietly sent his family and Zhenghuang Banner to Hetuala as the capital for a comeback, Hetuala did not have a person with enough reputation to preside over it. As long as Daishan arrived at Hetuala, with his identity and prestige, the soldiers of Zhenghuang Banner would most likely fall into his hands. As long as he could control the elites of the Zhenghuang Banner in his hands, where could they go in the great Liaodong?
Everyone responded: "I understand!"
"Go...get on the horse..."
Following Daishan's orders, everyone got on the horse.
Dai Shan raised his right hand high and shouted loudly: "Out..."
"Pudding lump..."
Before Daishan's word "fa" could be heard, a dense sound came from afar.
When everyone heard the sound, everyone's faces changed. As a man of man who grew up on horseback, he was so familiar with this sound. It was a sound that only when a group of cavalrymen walked in a hurry. Who would run in this direction so anxiously at this time? The answer was soon revealed.
"It's the Ming cavalry!"
Looking at the cavalry that had already speeded not far away and began to surround him, both Shuotuo and Daishan looked desperate...
The sky finally darkened, and as the resistance Qing soldiers were gradually eliminated, the sound of fighting and guns and guns that had resounded for a day also gradually stopped.
After a day of fierce fighting, the Ming army wiped out more than 30,000 Qing soldiers and captured more than 10,000. A large number of Qing generals, including Ajige, Amin, Dorgon, Duoduo, all died in battle, and a few were captured. It can be said that this battle has basically killed all the Qing Dynasty.
The Chongzheng Hall of Shengjing Palace was surging, and hundreds of torches illuminated the Chongzheng Hall and the surrounding areas. Through the light, you can see that Jiangning Army soldiers wearing iron armor and holding muskets are everywhere.
In the main hall of Chongzheng Hall, Yang Feng, Sun Chengzong and the generals under their command gathered together. After a day of hard battle, they finally lost the restoration of Shengjing for many years, but also destroyed most of the vitality of the Qing Dynasty. From emperors to princes and ministers, all of the Qing Dynasty were beaten by them. Such a victory was not an exaggeration to describe it as glorious.
Today, the Chongzheng Hall is full of people, and the generals of both the Jiangning Army and the Liaodong Army are all smiling happily.
This is a battle to destroy the country. Since Emperor Yongle, the Ming Dynasty has never had such brilliant results. Needless to say, they all understand how shocking it will arise when the news comes back to the capital. Therefore, even Wu Sangui, who was just beaten with thirty military sticks not long ago, smiled.
Sun Chengzong looked at the magnificently decorated hall, stroked his beard and nodded frequently, "These Tartars have taken great pains to build this palace, and they probably spent a lot of money."
Yang Feng said lightly: "Where did the Tartars' silver come from? It was not by plundering our Ming people. In my opinion, this hall and even the entire palace were built with the blood and sweat of the Ming people. It seemed magnificent, but in fact it was a shame for our Ming soldiers."
"Um!"
Sun Chengzong's hand was just stroking his beard, and he was almost choked by Yang Feng's words and couldn't speak.
He knew that Yang Feng was dissatisfied with his order to prohibit the transfer of artillery to attack the mansion today. Thinking of this, he shook his head helplessly.
To be honest, sometimes Sun Chengzong envies Yang Feng. Some things can be done openly and honestly. No matter how many people talk about it, it is just a waste of water and no matter how bad things happen, but once it is changed to him, Sun Chengzong will be different. Maybe something big will happen.
Just when the atmosphere was a little silent, a noise came from outside. A group of Jiangning soldiers came over with several Qing generals. Yang Daniu could not beat Yang Feng and saluted a military salute and said loudly: "Qihou, the last general has captured Daishan and his family. Please give me instructions!"
"Oh...that's great!"
Yang Feng smiled happily, and the leaders of the Jiangning Army also showed joy. Who is Daishan? He is Nurhaci's second son, Erbeile of the Qing Dynasty, and the highest-ranking person in the entire Manchu Qing Dynasty except Huang Taiji. They know too well what such a person means to be captured, and this contribution is too great.
Even the generals of the Liaodong Army showed envy. Yang Feng actually captured Dai Shan alive and would probably be promoted several levels after the war.
Sun Chengzong couldn't help but say, "General Yang... bring that Dai Shan up for me to see."
Soon, more than a dozen Jiangning soldiers pressed down Dai Shan and several of his sons.
At this time, Daishan no longer had the majesty of the past. His armor was covered with filth and blood, and his face was covered with mud, looking embarrassed.
Dai Shan, who was also coming up by two soldiers, looked around and finally set his eyes on Yang Feng. After a while, he asked hoarsely: "Are you Yang Feng?"
Several servants shouted and scolded each other: "Bold, you dare to call the name of the marquis directly, so why don't you kneel down quickly!"
"Hahaha……"
Daishan laughed.
"I am the second Beile of the Qing Dynasty. How can I not call Yang Feng's name directly? I just hate that I killed too few of you, the Han dogs in the past!"
"Bang!"
Chapter completed!