On a small road a hundred miles away from Jinzhou, a team slowly drove up. The October autumn wind blew up a cloud of dust on the ground. The dust in the sky was raging everywhere in the air, making the people on horseback
I had to squint my eyes.
Haug, who was riding on horseback, complained angrily to Goshiha who was following him closely: "This damn weather is really disappointing. If it weren't for my father's great cause, I wouldn't be here if I were killed."
Marching in this weather."
Geshiha on the side quickly flattered him: "That is, the prince, with his rich body, personally implicated himself for the foundation of the Qing Dynasty. The slaves were very moved when they saw it. Look, every civil and military man in the dynasty was involved.
You didn’t come, but you came. Doesn’t this further prove the prince’s loyalty to the country?”
"Haha..." Hauge smiled, reached out and patted this Goshiha on the shoulder and said: "You are still considerate as a slave. I remember that you are not married yet. If you return to Jinzhou,
If you catch a girl, I will reward you two if you find a suitable one, and I will warm your bed. This Han woman is better than our Manchu women. She has a beautiful plate, a slim waist and a big butt, and she knows how to serve people.
Then you will be blessed, hahaha..."
After finishing speaking, Haug burst out laughing. Hearing Haug's promise, the Goshiha was so excited that he quickly lay down on the horse and saluted Haug, and kept thanking him: "Slave writes the master's reward.
Thank you Master for the reward!"
Fan Wencheng on the side shook his head secretly and smiled bitterly. This Hauge was really unreliable. He had already begun to promise rewards before he arrived in Jinzhou. If the foundation of the Qing Dynasty was passed to such a person in the future, it would not be easy.
You know what it's like to be ruined.
"bump......"
While Fan Wencheng was worried on the side, a dull sound came from the distance.
Fan Wencheng's expression immediately changed. Although he was a civil servant, he was no stranger to this kind of sound. He had also visited the military camp of the obedient King Kong Youde. This kind of sound was clearly the sound made when a fire cannon was fired.
, although the sound just now was a little duller than the sound of firecrackers he heard in King Gongshun's camp, it was still basically the same.
Fan Wencheng was stunned for a moment. Then he shouted, "No, there is enemy territory! Your Majesty, send someone to investigate quickly!"
After Fan Wencheng yelled, he realized that he didn't need to remind him. Some knights around him had already automatically moved forward and followed the sound of firecrackers. They took off their backs while galloping.
The long bows on the bows were bent and arrows were bent one by one. In the blink of an eye, they were ready for battle.
It was only then that Fan Wencheng realized that Hauge and the several Geshehars around him were looking at him with sarcastic eyes. Hauge said disdainfully: "Don't worry, Scholar Fan, this is just a common thing. We are here now."
We are marching near Jinzhou, so naturally Jinzhou's Ye Busuo will often be active here, so it must have been the opponent's Ye Busuo who was firing just now."
Seeing Hauge's nonchalant look, Fan Wencheng became anxious. He anxiously rode his horse to Hauge and said, "My lord, have you forgotten what the emperor told you before leaving? Our trip is to be with everyone."
China is starting a war, but to find out what they are and what they are. Those people just now were obviously just a small group of spying outposts for Dahua. How can you get entangled with them!"
"shut up!"
Hauge glared at her impatiently and scolded: "What do you know? How can we march if we don't drive away the other party's scouts? If these flies come to harass us from time to time, can you walk with peace of mind?"
Fan Wencheng, who was scolded by Hauge, opened his mouth but didn't know how to refute. Although he was conceited and resourceful, his skills in marching and fighting were still far behind those of Hauge who had a military background.
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Seeing that Fan Wencheng had been silenced by him, Hauge smiled proudly and said to himself: "This Fan Wencheng had the support of his father when he was in Shengjing. He has repeatedly spoken out against me, but now that he is here
In the king's territory, we cannot tolerate him being so arrogant anymore."
Thinking of this, Hauge said calmly: "Okay, Master Fan. You are a counselor that my father values and I, the king, must be responsible for your safety. Someone, please "protect" Mr. Fan well. If anything happens,
If something goes wrong, I will take your heads!"
When he said the word "protect", Hauge specially emphasized his tone.
"twitter!"
Immediately, the four Goshiha agreed in unison, and soon rode their horses to Fan Wencheng's side, surrounding him.
Fan Wencheng looked at Goshiha who had surrounded him tightly with a wry smile. How could he not know the other party's intentions? I'm afraid that the protection was fake, and he was afraid that he would not talk too much, so it would be true to monitor him.
Looking at Fan Wencheng's helpless face, Hauge was secretly proud. Now Fan Wencheng could no longer chirp at him. Since the war, this old guy has been buzzing in his ears like a fly.
It doesn't stop, and I can't really beat him to death. Now look at how nagging he is.
"Bump...bump..."
Just when Hauge was feeling proud, the gunshots in front were still ringing out unhurriedly, and there seemed to be faint screams coming from the distance.
"How is this going?"
Hauge raised his thick eyebrows in displeasure, and his ugly flat face became stern. He said to a Gesheha next to him: "You, hurry over and ask those useless slaves why they can't even keep a few people in the night."
It can't be solved even if it's collected. If it doesn't work, go home and nurse the baby as soon as possible!"
"twitter!"
This Geshiha was about to take the order and leave. At this time, several Qing army scouts in front came running over. Looking at the several scouts running back, Hauge suddenly felt a thump in his heart. Out of soldier's will,
With his intuition, he suddenly felt a strong sense of uneasiness.
He clearly remembered that there were more than ten scouts who had gone out just now. Why did so few come back now? Could it be that something happened ahead?
Soon, these scouts came to a stop in front of Haug. They were carrying several corpses on their horses. The leader Fende Bashiku dismounted and came to Haug and knelt down.
He cried loudly on the ground: "Your Majesty, my servant is useless. The people who went with us were ambushed by the Han people. Many of our brothers were killed by them!"
After saying that, this big man who was over thirty years old burst into tears on the spot. There were 16 people under his name, Fende Bashiku, and he had lost 12 of them in the previous round of fighting. It can be said that
His team was almost completely destroyed, and the huge losses made him lose his temper on the spot.
"What, you...you trash!"
Hauge's face turned red with anger. Without thinking, he raised the riding crop in his hand and whipped Fende Bashiku on the ground.
"Pah...pah...pah..."
"These damn Nikans...and you trash, what use do I have for you if you are so vulnerable!"
Hauge is irrational when he is furious. The riding crop in his hand is made of a mixture of human hair, ponytail and copper wire. It is also extremely tough. With just a light whip, it will draw out a whip on the human body.
The whip marks were bright red, not to mention being beaten with all his strength by a rough man like Hauge.
After Hauge finished whipping him more than a dozen times, Fende Bashiku, who was lying on the ground, was already on the verge of death from the whipping.
At this time, Hauge, who was tired from whipping, threw away the whip in his hand, pointed at the other Qing soldiers who were standing blankly in front of him and asked: "You, it's you who come here and tell me, those
How many people are there in Han Dog, and they actually caused you to lose most of your troops?"
The Qing soldier who was selected trembled and said: "Prince Qi, the other party...the other party doesn't have many people. They have about ten people. But what's different from us is that this time we encountered
The night we arrived was different from the previous encounters we encountered. They all used fire blunderbuss, and their fire blunderbuss hit far and accurately. Our men and horses were knocked down by them before they even got close to them. Your Majesty.
, It’s not that the slaves are useless, it’s that these Chinese dogs are too treacherous!”
The scout was afraid that he would fall into the same fate as his previous companions, so he immediately told the situation in full detail and continued to defend himself.
After hearing the words of the scout, the furious Haug gradually calmed down and ordered: "Come here, bring down the bodies of the warriors who died in the battle and let me see them."
"twitter!"
Several scouts did not dare to neglect, and quickly removed the seven or eight corpses from the horses and placed them on the ground. Hauge dismounted and came to several corpses to look at them. After looking at them, he turned the corpses over for observation.
The wounds on these corpses are almost all the same. They are all gunshot wounds caused by fire blunderbuss. The wounds in the front are not big, no more than a bullet hole as big as a thumb, but the wounds behind are very scary, almost
It was a wound as big as a fist. Such a wound would kill an elephant immediately, let alone a human being.
"hiss........"
Hauge not only took a breath of cold air, but also raised his head and asked: "When we fought with you just now, how far away were those Ye Bu Shuang from you?"
The famous detective whistle sniffed and choked: "Your Majesty, those Han people's Ye Buzai are very cunning. They are completely different from the Ye Buzai we encountered in Jinzhou in the past. They are one hundred and fifty to two days away from the slaves.
They started firing from a hundred steps away. Their fire cannons were extremely accurate, and our people were constantly being massed and defeated before we even got close to them. The slaves had no desire to kill the enemy, but they were powerless!"
After saying this, the detective also burst into tears.
Hauge said nothing, stood quietly, looked at the corpse on the ground and murmured: "No wonder Dorgon, Abate and the others never mentioned the Southern Expedition since they came back from the last one.
, it turns out that the Han people’s firecrackers are so sharp..."
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