The Ming cavalry that had come from a long distance did not attack immediately, but stopped to rest in the distance. The horses needed to accumulate strength, and the soldiers needed to form formations. The Ming troops arriving one after another came more and more, gradually forming a overwhelming force.
The Qing army on the opposite side clearly felt the pressure. Everyone knew the situation of a fortified city in front and pursuing troops behind them. The successive defeats had already hit the morale of the army like a sieve full of holes.
Suk Saha sighed and said to Ao Bai: "It seems that all the good men of the Qing Dynasty will be lost today. General Ao, hurry up and protect Prince Rui and leave. As long as the prince is here, Daqing will have hope of making a comeback."
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Obai took a deep look at Suk Saha. Years of fighting side by side had developed a tacit understanding between them. He knew that this general who had climbed up from Niulu Erzhen step by step with his military exploits had already made up his mind to die.
Obai put his hand on Suk Saha's shoulder and shook it vigorously: "I'll leave this place to you. Your Majesty and I will wait for your return in the capital." After saying that, he turned his horse and left without even looking back.
Having experienced hundreds of battles, he also knew that the failure of this second southern expedition was a foregone conclusion.
The morale of the Yun Ladder soldiers who were attacking the city was in a state of chaos. They were smashed into pieces by a fierce rolling of wood and rocks on the city wall. The leader of the team shouted at the top of his lungs: "Go up! Go up quickly!" But the soldiers did not.
They began to retreat slowly. It was useless to attack the city now. Reinforcements had already arrived.
The people in the city cheered thunderously, and everyone had tears in their eyes. They paid a huge price and finally defended Jinan City. Victory was at hand. Liu Ziguang also climbed into the city from the east gate carrying the injured Addison on his back, and carried the wounded
After settling in, he hurried back to the south gate to take charge of the work.
Seeing Liu Ziguang's safe return, everyone cheered again. After discussions with several company commanders Qian Hu, everyone decided to go out of the city to attack and use cavalry to sweep away the Yun Ladder soldiers.
After the city gate was opened, two cannonballs were fired first to clear the way, then a crossbow cart swept the remaining arrows towards the ladder soldiers like a splash of wind, and then came the large group of cavalry mixed with people from the death battalion and the iron guard. Liu Ziguang took the lead and waved.
The light infantry were no match for the cavalry. Thousands of people were chased away like ducks by hundreds of cavalry.
After a short rest, the Ming army blew the horn, and the cavalry launched an attack in three groups. After the Qing army experienced several major defeats, there was not much cavalry left, and they could only shrink into a few circular formations for defense. As for the previous
Suksaha no longer cares about the various siege troops sent out. The battlefield is chaotic and signal transmission is poor, so they can only fight on their own.
The scene of the battle under the city of Liguo a few months ago was reproduced under Jinan City. A large-scale battle began hastily. Liu Ziguang led his men to specifically find those infantry and small groups of cavalry to attack, and they moved freely on the battlefield.
, like a fish in water.
Dorgon suffered continuous physical and mental double blows and fell ill on Qianfo Mountain. The deafening sound of killing outside alarmed him. He dragged the sick body out and took a look. It was already a mess outside. Obai led a group of soldiers
Came over in a hurry.
"Your Majesty, the situation is over, let's go." Oboi knelt on one knee and begged.
"Don't leave! The lonely king still has tens of thousands of troops who can still fight." Dorgon did not want to face the reality of failure. In fact, he also knew that many soldiers had deserted along the way from Tai'an. Now,
The number of capable soldiers is already much lower than that of the Ming army.
"Look, Your Majesty!" Ao Bai pointed to the situation down the mountain and said, "Eight thousand soldiers and horses can't take Jinan City despite repeated attacks. Now the Ming Army cavalry has come up, and the smoke and dust of large groups of troops are also seen in the east and west directions. I'm afraid we won't be able to defeat Jinan City anymore."
It's too late to leave, our bannermen have been basically wiped out, those Han people are unreliable." Seeing that Dorgon was still hesitating, Obai said in a more serious tone: "Your Highness, keep the green hills, don't worry about running out of firewood, the capital is still there
There are so many people, if something happens to you, what will the Emperor do? What will the Queen Mother do?"
Dorgon took out his telescope and looked down the mountain. He saw that the Ming army was well-organized and had clear flags. It had cut the Qing army into several parts and was encircling and annihilating them. However, the Qing army only had Suk Saha's central army banner still standing.
The other troops were completely disbanded and were left to the slaughter of the Ming army. At this time, large groups of Ming troops were arriving one after another. If they did not leave, they would really have become a turtle in the urn.
"Come on!" Dorgon threw the telescope and spat out a mouthful of blood, which dyed the gray beard on his chin red. Seeing that the prince was ill again, Obai waved his hand, and the soldiers on both sides rushed forward with their cloaks.
Dorgon was wrapped up and carried down the mountain. In a hurry, there was no time to pack things. A group of people came down from the mountain in embarrassment and fled away under the escort of the cavalry of Prince Rui's personal guard guarding the bottom of the mountain.
The sound of killing gradually faded away, and Dorgon shed a muddy old tear in the bumpy car. He was defeated twice in just four months. Both father and son were defeated at the hands of Yuan Chonghuan. Could it be that God is really going to kill me?
clear?
As if to match Dorgon's sad mood, it began to rain lightly. The convoy hurriedly drove slowly and hurriedly, leaving messy ruts and horse hoof prints in the wheat fields. They finally escaped from the battlefield and fled all the way to the north.
, the panicked soldiers did not notice that a group of cavalry was already following along the track.
The carriage jolted violently, causing Dorgon's chest to surge with blood, and a sweet smell emerged from his throat. He hurriedly grabbed a piece of silk and covered his mouth, and dark red blood emerged from the gaps in the silk.
, his health is getting worse and worse. The bombing at Yanzhou City was not a minor blow, and it even affected his old injuries from a few years ago. Coupled with the death of Fan Wencheng, the loss of armor, and the mental shock of the army's disastrous defeat, he
It feels like my soul has been drained, and whether I can return to Beijing alive is a question.
"Obai, come here." Dorgon stretched out his hand out of the window to greet Obai who was marching outside the carriage, "Your Majesty, the general is here." Obai gently moved his horse and got closer to the carriage, wearing an iron helmet.
The red cherry blossoms on the car were soaked by the rain, and the water droplets fell along the edge of the helmet and fell on Dorgon's hand that was holding the car window, making it cold.
"Obai, if anything happens to the king, the Zhengbai flag will be handed over to you. The emperor is young, has soft ears, and is easily deceived by traitors. You must be loyal to the emperor and the queen mother to protect our Qing Dynasty forever. This is the Zhengbai flag.
Take the seal of the flag owner." These words were almost like last words. Obai's face was shining, and he didn't know whether it was rain or tears. "My lord, I will risk my life to ensure that you reach the capital safely.
Yes, the owner of the Zhengbai Flag will always be you, the prince!"
"Take it, you are still a Batulu. You have followed me through life and death for so many years, why are you still such a mother-in-law!" Dorgon scolded, feeling anxious, he spit out another mouthful of dark blood, and took out the white flag.
The gold seals are stained with blood.
"Your Majesty, please don't be angry, I will just take it." Seeing Dorgon's anger, Obai did not dare to refuse anymore, and stretched out his hand to take the gold seal stained with the blood donated by the Prince.
Dorgon let out a long breath and lay back in the car. "If I remember correctly, there is a Guandi Temple twenty miles further. Park your car there."
There is a Guandi Temple fifty miles north of Jinan City. The small temple, which has been in disrepair for a long time, stands on the roadside, looking weathered and dilapidated. The motorcade temporarily stopped in front of the temple gate, and Dorgon walked with the help of Geshiha.
After getting off the carriage, in just a few days, an old and strong tiger general became like this. He was really sick and fell like a mountain.
Dorgon shook off Goshiha's support, calmed down, and ordered: "You guys take a break, I want to pay homage to the Second Master Guan alone." After saying that, he walked into the temple alone with staggering steps.
Several Goshhars were scattered near the temple and were on guard. Others took the time to feed the horses and beat them. Others lit small stoves to boil medicine for the prince. This place was already a certain distance from the battlefield and there were no villages around. They couldn't help but relax their vigilance.
.But they didn’t know that the cavalry team that was following them was already hiding in the nearby woods.
Liu Ziguang led his men to fight left and right, specializing in killing small fish and shrimps. After killing hundreds of people, he felt that it was not enough, so he remembered that Prince Rui still owed him a pair of boots, so he captured a small officer of the Qing army and tortured him.
After learning that Dorgon was recuperating on Qianfo Mountain, a group of people rushed up the mountain but found that the building was empty. They followed the trail and finally found Dorgon's motorcade. They were hiding in the woods south of Guandi Temple.
Inside, the sound of wind and rain obscured the traces of this group of amateur hunters. Liu Ziguang hid behind a big tree and observed the situation with a telescope: "There are almost three hundred people in total, all cavalry, and they are resting now. Dorgon is one
What do people do in that shabby house?”
"Maybe it's to take shelter from the rain. There are more Tatars than us, what should we do?" Zhong Shouyong, a tracking expert, asked.
There were only more than a hundred cavalrymen who followed Liu Ziguang, and the rest were scattered in the chaos. Although the brothers were all good men, the other party was not a scumbag. They were all big and round, and they were obviously the prince's personal troops.
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"If we can't attack by force, we'll outwit you. You guys wait here and watch me capture Dorgon alive." Liu Ziguang took out a thin green felt from under the saddle and put it on his body. He also put some mud on the felt to use it as camouflage.
With his camouflage gone, he quietly avoided the Qing army's surveillance posts and slipped towards the back wall of the Guandi Temple.
The Qing army's sentry was really careless, and the sight after wearing a raincoat and a big bamboo hat was not good. Liu Ziguang actually allowed Liu Ziguang to successfully touch the back wall of the Guandi Temple. There happened to be a large hole in the back wall for foxes and wild dogs to enter. He touched it
Feeling the texture of the earthen wall, it had become a bit soft from the rain. Liu Ziguang gently expanded the hole in the wall while listening to the sounds inside.
"Brother, five years have passed in a flash. It seemed to be spring and raining at that time. Our southern expedition failed. You were injured by Yuan Chonghuan's hidden arrow. On the way back, you rested in this small temple to take shelter from the rain. Speaking of which, I
I really should be grateful to Yuan Chonghuan. If it weren’t for his arrow, it would have been really hard for me to succeed. Bage, you are so powerful. You were able to withstand my thunder blow when you were hit by the arrow. But you are old after all, and you still died under my sword.
, Brother Bago, don’t blame me. In order to save the lives of Yu’er and Fulin, as well as the reputation of our Qing royal family, I can only do this. If I don’t take action, the lives of our three mothers will not be saved after we return to the capital.
"Bago, Bago, you have taken away too many things that belong to me. Father Khan originally wanted to pass the throne to me, but you took it away." Yu'er was originally my childhood sweetheart, but you also took it away.
Yes, there is Fulin, who is obviously my biological son, but he still wants to call you Emperor Ama, so it is natural for me, the Fourteenth, to take back what belongs to me."
This gloomy inner monologue obviously came from the mouth of Prince Da Qingrui. Liu Ziguang, who had already mastered Manchu, listened to it for a while and roughly understood the meaning. It happened that the hole in the earthen wall was big enough.
, he took advantage of the cover of the rain to sneak in quietly, and then lowered his voice and hummed sinisterly: "Old Fourteen, give me back my life~~~"
"Who?" Dorgon's heart trembled. When Bago was dying, he made such a hoarse and low voice. Could it be that Bago's ghost is still here and has been waiting for me here?
Dorgon pressed his hand on the handle of the knife, and suddenly let it go. He smiled sarcastically: "I am still afraid of ghosts when I am dying. Even if you don't come to claim my life, Bage, I won't be able to live for long. Now I want to
Come on, the most ruthless emperor's family, who said that we are all the sons of our father Khan? If we are just ordinary hunters outside the customs, there will be no troubles, the throne, women, country and country, we are all greedy, we brothers are all
I was defeated by too much greed. If I hadn’t been thinking about the colorful world in the south of the Yangtze River and went south for many expeditions, I wouldn’t have been defeated so miserably. Bage, come and take my life. My fourteenth brother is willing to accompany me in this small temple.
You, just like when I was hunting with you when I was little."
Dorgon's hands drooped, his eyes were closed tightly, and two lines of clear tears fell from the corners of his eyes. His old face was like that of an ordinary Manchu man, and he could not find the majestic aura he had in those days when he conquered the world and fought in the north and south.
With a sigh, "You finally realized it, but it's too late." This sentence was said in Chinese, no! There are outsiders! Dorgon hurriedly stretched out his hand to draw the knife, but he was seriously ill and was no match for the man in front of him, and even
Before his hand could reach the handle of the knife, he was struck on the neck with a knife and fainted. The last thing he saw was Liu Ziguang's ferocious face.
Obai knew that Prince Rui was alone to pay homage to the late emperor who died here five years ago, so he did not rush him to hurry up. However, half an hour had passed and the prince had not come out yet. If he did not leave, the pursuing troops of the Ming army would attack him.
When they arrived, Obai was so anxious that he finally couldn't bear it and pushed open the ajar temple door with a few Goshiha. However, in the temple covered with cobwebs, there was only the clay-embroidered wood-sculpted Guan Erye who looked at him disdainfully with a pair of pink and phoenix eyes.
They were stunned, but there was no trace of Prince Rui anywhere!