Chongzhen Ming Dynasty: Starting from Meishan Chapter 471 I am not Cao Ren
At the same time, on the watchtower at Dagukou.
Yan Yingyuan and Chen Mingyu are already thinking about the next development of the battle.
"Jianheng, did Dorgon's death really have such a big impact on Jiannu?"
"That's natural. The death of Dorgon had a greater impact on Jian Nu. This is much greater than the death of the old slave under Ningyuan City, or the sudden death of Huang Taiji in Shenyang."
"Why? Why would Dorgon's death have a greater impact?"
"The reason is simple, because there are more Prince Baelor who are qualified to compete for authority."
"When the old slave died suddenly, the only ones who were qualified to fight for power were Daishan, Mang Gurtai, Amin and Huang Taiji. When Huang Taiji died suddenly, the only people who were qualified to fight for power were Hauge and Duo.
Ergon, so Jiannu successfully completed the transfer of power and no internal strife occurred."
"But I'm afraid it won't be so easy this time."
After a pause, Yan Yingyuan continued: "According to the information provided by the Green Camp prisoners, Jierhalang has been sent to Ningguta as a slave, and Daishan has also been pissed to death. If Dorgon dies again, the remaining princes and princes will
Only Duduo is left here, and Azige has the most outstanding reputation. However, Duduo is far away in Xuzhou, and has suffered repeated defeats before, and his reputation has plummeted. Azige is also a foolhardy fool.
Husband, so neither of them can control the situation."
"Jianheng, isn't there a little emperor named Fulin?"
"It is precisely because of the little emperor Fulin that the situation is more complicated."
Yan Yingyuan smiled and said: "At that time, it will be a situation where everyone is vying to be the emperor's father and regent."
If Chongzhen were here, he would definitely give Yan Yingyuan a thumbs up, because he accurately foresaw the future situation. In another world, after Dorgon's sudden death, many princes and princes jumped out to compete to be the regent of the emperor's father, among them
Including Dorgon’s brainless brother, Azig.
But in the end, all these princes and princes fell into the hands of a woman.
The little emperor Fulin is indeed still young, but the woman in the Forbidden City is quite talented in politics.
Yan Yingyuan naturally had no way of knowing that such a powerful woman was hiding in the Forbidden City in Beijing, so he was very optimistic about the future development of the situation.
After hearing Yan Yingyuan's analysis, Chen Mingyu was also very happy.
"So, Dorgon's sudden death was really an unavoidable disaster for Jiannu, haha."
After laughing, Chen Mingyu said again: "Speaking of it, it is really God's help. Our artillery battalion killed Dorgon so easily. God bless the Ming Dynasty."
"Is it easy?" Yan Yingyuan suddenly paused in his heart when he heard this.
"Isn't it easy?" Chen Mingyu asked, "Killing Dorgon with just one volley of cannons is much easier than killing the old slave in Ningyuan City. The old slave didn't die immediately after taking one shot."
"You didn't die immediately after being shot?" Yan Yingyuan woke up like a dream after hearing this, "It's broken!"
"Jianheng?" Chen Mingyu was startled by Yan Yingyuan's sudden voice, "What's wrong?"
Yan Yingyuan didn't have time to explain to Chen Mingyu, so he immediately put his head towards the trumpeter below and shouted: "Assembly horn! Blow the assembly horn quickly! Assembly horn, assembly horn, blow the assembly horn!"
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Wang Fuchen and Jiang Xiang led the Green Battalion to retreat, followed behind the Zhenghong Banner soldiers led by Ga Dahun and Jixiha, and were fleeing wildly to the west when a dark group of people suddenly appeared in the wilderness ahead.
In the darkness, two figures could be vaguely seen sitting at the front of the crowd.
Wang Fuchen and others subconsciously slowed down and slowly came to the front of the crowd.
After seeing clearly the two voices sitting at the front of the crowd, Gadahun, Jixiha and the dozen or so red flag generals behind them were immediately stunned.
"Royal father and regent? Your Majesty!"
Gadahun and others were a little confused. What is going on?
Wang Fuchen secretly thought to himself, "Sure enough."
This is indeed a trap, and the Ming army is in trouble.
Dorgon waved his hand and said: "Gadahun, you don't need to worry about me, just keep running."
"This, Emperor Father and Regent, things are not what you think. We are raising red flags..." Gadahun quickly knelt down to explain to Dorgon, but Dorgon waved his hand to stop him.
"This is my will, run forward quickly."
Dorgon growled: "Otherwise I won't be able to spare you!"
There was something to be said for that, so Gadahun jumped up and ran forward.
Looking at the red flag soldiers and the green battalion soldiers running past in a chaotic manner, Dorgon turned his gaze forward again, and saw clusters of red lights shining from time to time under the night sky, which were the Ming army's self-generated fire cannons being fired.
It's almost time, as long as the Ming army takes a few hundred steps forward, they will enter an ambush circle!
However, at this moment, a trumpet sound suddenly sounded in the distance in the direction of Dagukou.
"Du da du du du du..." The melodious and long sound of the trumpet came from far away.
"This is..." Dorgon was confused for a moment, "The charge number of the Ming army?"
"Master, this is not the charge, this is Minggou's assembly call!" Hou Fangyu's weak voice suddenly sounded from behind Dorgon, "The charge's rhythm is aggressive and exciting, while the assembly call's rhythm is slow and peaceful, this is the assembly call!"
"Assembly number?" Dorgon said in astonishment, "You mean the Ming army is going to withdraw?"
"Yes, Minggou is about to withdraw his troops." Hou Fangyu said anxiously, "Master, please give the order to attack!"
Dorgon was a little hesitant. The Ming army had not yet entered the ambush circle. If the Eight Banners Han army were launched in advance, the effect would be greatly reduced. It would definitely be impossible to completely annihilate the Ming army. At most, it would be a defeat.
If it was just a defeat, considering that the Ming army's navy had already entered the trench, and when the Ming army's defeat was completed, it would be able to retreat to the gun platform with the support of the navy to defend the battle, then the outcome of the Battle of Dagukou would still be uncertain.
However, after just a moment of hesitation, the intensive sound of gunfire in front suddenly stopped.
The Ming army, which had just been chasing Zhenghong Banner and Green Camp's defeated troops and firing cannons, actually stopped firing cannons.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Although it was too dark to see anything, Dorgon could still imagine that at this time, most of the Ming army had turned around and was moving quickly
Retreat.
"Master, attack quickly."
"Anything later will be a missed opportunity."
Hou Fangyu was so pissed that he was about to burst out.
Dorgon finally made up his mind.
As soon as possible, I don’t know what happened on the other side,
But if you don't take action, you will really miss the opportunity.
At that moment, Dorgon shouted: "Etuhun, let go of rockets!"
"嗻!" Etuhun immediately raised his big bow and put the rocket he had prepared in advance on the string.
The right-yellow-flag Baya Lajung King Tulai next to him immediately lit the kerosene-soaked cotton cloth wrapped on the rocket arrow, and the rocket burst into flames.
Etuhun raised his big bow again and let go of the bowstring.
Then a dazzling stream of light pierced the night sky.
Etuhun's rocket was the order of the Eight Banners Han Army.
The next moment, more than 30 cannons left in the first batch plus more than 50 cannons delivered in the second batch, a total of more than 80 red cannons, sprayed out flames at the same time, and the sound of the cannons was loud.
Along with the huge sound of artillery, the musketeers hiding in the darkness on both sides also opened fire.
In an instant, dazzling red lights shot out into the night ahead like lightning.
With these flashes of red light, Dorgon finally saw the Ming army. Sure enough, the Ming army was retreating quickly, and he didn't know what happened?
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"Is this...an ambush?" Chen Mingyu couldn't believe his eyes.
"Yes, there is an ambush, this is a trap." Yan Yingyuan was also shocked and broke into a cold sweat when he saw this. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and pulled back the base camp at the critical moment of life or death, otherwise he would have suffered a big loss this time.
"But how is this possible?" Chen Mingyu said in disbelief, "Is it possible that Dorgon had already guessed your intention and then planned this trap?"
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"It is impossible for Dorgon to know the exact parameters of our Hongyi cannon." Yan Yingyuan shook his head and continued, "So, this is probably just a temporary idea on his part. He wants to imitate Zhou Yu and fake his death."
"Fake death? This guy Dole is really cunning." Chen Mingyu said solemnly, "We almost fell into his trap."
Yan Yingyuan sneered and said: "Dorgon wanted to imitate Zhou Yu's trick of cheating death, but unfortunately I, Yan Yingyuan, am not Cao Zixiao, so I can't fall into his scheme. I immediately sent a lantern signal to the navy to coordinate the retreat of the infantry camp."
The messenger who was watching the battle immediately hung the three-color lantern on the watchtower.
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Shi Tingzhu has arrived in front of Dorgon.
"Master, the Ming army suddenly withdrew, and I don't know what happened. But our Eight Banners Han army definitely did not reveal its target. Really..." Shi Tingzhu was very worried that Dorgon would vent his anger on him.
However, Shi Tingzhu's worries were unnecessary, and Dorgon had no intention of blaming him.
"Shi Tingzhu, this is none of your business." Dorgon waved his hand and said, "I have no intention of blaming you."
Shi Tingzhu breathed a sigh of relief, just don't blame us, and then asked: "Master, do you still want to pursue me now?"
"No need." Dorgon sighed and said, "There is no use chasing him now. If you are not careful, you will suffer a big loss. After all, the navy of the Ming army has also arrived."
After a short pause, he said again: "Retreat five miles to the stronghold."
After Dorgon's order was issued, all Jiannu tribes broke camp and retreated overnight.
At the same time, the list of casualties from last night was also presented to Dorgon.
After seeing the casualty list, Dorgon really didn't know whether he should be happy or sad?
What made Dorgon happy was that Gurmahun, Luoluohun, Ledu and Balchuhun, who had just become the leader of the red flag, were all killed or seriously injured, and they were the kind who could not be saved.
Seriously injured.
The other county kings, Beile and Beizi were not much better either.
The reason why these Eight Banners nobles suffered heavy casualties was because several shells from the Ming army's artillery directly hit the observation tower on the top of the Jinglan carriage, and many nobles were directly shattered.
In comparison, Dorgon and the others were relatively lucky.
