There were rolling sounds, and from time to time, there were shouts of killing and the sound of cannons and artillery coming from the front.
The choking smell of gunpowder smoke and blood filled my nose, turning the originally sunny weather in May into a chilling atmosphere.
Looking at the Ming army camp standing in front of him, Dorgon felt a chill in his heart. He felt that the Ming army camp was like a hedgehog covered with sharp thorns, which could not be touched or touched.
I made so many shield carts that I even pulled out the big carts in the camp to make up the number, but it was like a mouse trying to pull a tortoise, but it had no effect.
Today is the first day of attacking the camp, and we have already suffered more than 3,000 losses. If we attack for a few more days after the delay, the consequences will be... Thinking of this, even though Dorgon has always been known for his ruthlessness, he can't help but
I felt scared for a while.
Thinking of this, Dorgon glanced at Yue Tuo next to him again. Although Huang Taiji ordered him and Yue Tuo to lead the left and right armies to attack Ming Dynasty this time, everyone with a discerning eye knew that Dorgon Ming Ming was attacked this time.
Both in terms of troop strength and firepower configuration, they are much smaller than Yue Tuo, so naturally Yue Tuo is the main force.
Regarding this point, Dorgon was still very unconvinced a few days ago, but now he began to feel a little lucky in his heart. Although being a coach is majestic, he also has to bear more responsibilities and obligations. For example, in front of him
This big problem made Yue Tuo frown.
Looking at the Qing soldiers who continued to fall in front of the Ming army camp, Yue Tuo took a long breath. He closed his eyes in pain and whispered: "Order the warriors to withdraw first, we can't let them die anymore."
Got it!"
Yue Tuo's mood at this time was contradictory and entangled. He had just given the order to attack until dark this morning, but he slapped himself in the face just one morning later.
With a long sigh, Yue Tuo said helplessly: "Okay... let's withdraw first!"
"Woo...Woo..."
A blast of desolate horns was heard, and the Qing soldiers who had been beaten by the Ming army were relieved as if they were being pardoned, and they scrambled back with their shield carts and carts.
Seeing the Qing troops retreating, bursts of cheers rang out in the Ming army camp, and the Ming soldiers jumped out of various bunkers happily. They raised their weapons high and couldn't help but jump for joy.
Even a calm man like Lu Xiangsheng couldn't restrain his excitement, so he invited Hu Dawei, Yang Guozhu, Pang Gang and other generals, deputy generals, guerrillas and other officers to inspect everything in the camp.
When they walked out of the camp and came to the first and second trenches, they were stunned by the tragic atmosphere. They saw corpses of Qing soldiers scattered everywhere in front of the formation. There were also pieces that had condensed into black.
In the pools of purple blood, the painful groans of the surviving Qing soldiers could be heard from time to time. Those Qing soldiers who fell densely in the trenches were still mixed with mud and blood, and they were all dead.
Corpses of various shapes were lying in the trench, and some surviving Qing soldiers were still struggling and moaning in pain.
Behind the trench, it was also a mess. There were dead bodies with their heads and feet cut off. Broken limbs and viscera were everywhere. If someone walked on it and didn't pay attention, they would step on it and kill you.
Sliding here. Because it is flat ground, the blood stains are several times denser than those in the trenches, which is scary. From time to time, you can see broken chariots and Qing army weapons and flags discarded everywhere on the ground.
Seeing this scene, no matter how hard-hearted a person is, he can't help but sigh. It's really a picture of hell on earth!
Lu Xiangsheng looked at Pang Gang who was following him, took a deep breath and said, "Chaodong, since the Tatars have been repelled, please ask your brothers to clean up!"
When everyone heard this, their eyes showed envy. Cleaning up the battlefield was a good job, not to mention how much money could be extracted from the dead Tatars. Just the heads of these captured Tatars were enough.
It makes people crazy, but as everyone has seen in the battle just now, it was the Qingzhou Army that was always contributing, and he was just playing the drums. Lu Xiangsheng's behavior is justified.
After listening to Lu Xiangsheng's words, Pang Gang glanced at Lu Xiangsheng gratefully. He also knew that this was Lu Xiangsheng's reward for himself and the Qingzhou Army, but he still shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "Captain Lu, I will not understand your kindness.
But the general thought it would be better to let the brothers from Xuanda and Shanxi clean up the battlefield together. After all, the battle is fought by everyone together, so it is not appropriate for the general to do this."
Lu Xiangsheng was startled for a moment, and then he realized what Pang Gang meant. Pang Gang didn't want to be a solitary eater. It seemed that he was not only good at fighting, but also a good man. Thinking of this, Lu Xiangsheng looked at Pang Gang even more
Softened.
"Well, since Chaodong has said so, let's do this. Each of your three families will send a thousand people out to clean up the battlefield."
Hu Dawei and Yang Guozhu were stunned after hearing Pang Gang's words. Just now Lu Xiangsheng had promised to give him the benefits, but this guy just gave it up, which made them like Pang Gang even more.
Under the order, each of the three families sent a thousand soldiers to start clearing the battlefield. The corpses on the ground were easy to deal with. They just stripped off the armor and it looked like the heads were piled together, ready to dig a big hole for burial. But the trench
But the corpses inside gave them a difficult time. Some of these corpses were hit by artillery, and some were hit by lead bullets. Many corpses were scattered on the ground in pieces. In addition, there were also corpses originally placed by the Ming army in the trench.
The spikes are very difficult to get rid of.
One of the generals complained to Hao Dayong, who was responsible for carrying the corpses: "Hao Qian, these Tatar gentry are all in pieces, and they are all covered with spikes and blood. If the brothers accidentally fall down, they will fall down."
That would be great fun.”
Hao Dayong scratched the seeds on his head with his thick fingers, thought for a moment and cursed: "Idiot, if you can't go down, why don't you know how to hook them up?"
"But where did we get the hook?"
"Why do I have such stupid subordinates like you!" Hao Dayong said with a look of resentment, "We don't have it. Don't we have Xuan Dajun and Shanxi Army? We can borrow some hooks and sickles from them soon.
Do you? Remember to move quickly, we will be in trouble when it gets dark, the corpse is so close to us, and the plague will easily spread if we don’t take care of it!"
The Ming army was very skilled in picking up the corpses. One group of people took off the armor of the dead body, and another group of people was responsible for chopping off the head like a pig's head with an axe. There were also officers responsible for recording the trophies.
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The final result came out, 3,323 heads were obtained in this battle!