Huang Degong was very happy and even a little proud at this time. After working hard all afternoon, it was finally the harvest season, and it seemed that the harvest was pretty good. How could he be dissatisfied? Thinking about how he had been restrained in everything in the past few years and had lost more battles than won, he was still in his heart.
Although Baoding Prefecture defeated the bandit army half a month ago, its commander was a young eunuch, and he was just working part-time. Unlike now, he was doing everything from planning to commanding operations. This sense of accomplishment and the joy of the impending victory are very special.
Words can tell.
However, there is another person who is more proud than him, and even a little carried away, that is, the obedient Marquis Wu Weiying who has always existed as a useless image. Old Wu also had a brilliant life in the past and became the governor of the Beijing camp, but then he became like many ordinary nobles.
Becoming unknown and marginalized, you can only use the heroic feats of your ancestors to reward yourself.
Until a few months ago, Chang Yu was ordered to go out to snipe the Qing army going south. He needed a nobleman to lead the troops in the Shenji Battalion. Of course, this was the emperor's wish. So Wu Weiying, the former governor of the Beijing Battalion, was dead. Although he was very reluctant at the time, he went out.
Guan beat the Tatars, what a joke!
It's just that the emperor's order cannot be violated, so Wu Weiying went there bravely. He was always timid and mediocre outside the customs, and his military power was completely evaded by Chang Yu. He only gained military power when he went south to suppress the bandits. This guy went through a bloody storm outside the customs.
After his baptism, he gained some courage and courage, and his performance was remarkable. In addition, he was considered by outsiders to be from Dongchang, and he actually became somewhat famous, which he enjoyed very much.
Unexpectedly, we had to fight the Tatars again less than a day after leaving the city, and the Shenji Battalion was still the key to victory, outflanking the enemy behind and blocking the road.
Wu Weiying did a great job. He established a line of defense in the Liangma River. Nearly a hundred field guns (Hu Zun and other light guns) attacked from a distance. He also advanced with 3,000 musketeers. More than 1,000 cavalry swept the formation and opened fire under the cover of night.
In an instant, Duduo's rear formation was thrown into chaos, and he controlled the battle situation in a very short period of time, allowing the friendly forces to calmly counterattack and encircle him.
Huang Degong's soldiers have been fighting all year round. These veterans are best at seizing opportunities and beating down drowned dogs. Seeing the Qing army being surrounded, their morale is at a loss. They have been living in the shadow of the Tatars for so many years. How could they finally seize such an opportunity?
Soft-handed.
More than 10,000 soldiers and horses surged up and fought hard. At the same time, friendly troops from the southwest had also arrived. Tens of thousands of troops from the two armies were encircled. The Qing army was immediately overwhelmed. General Duduo led his troops to break out of the encirclement in a bloody battle due south.
In a hurry, he suddenly saw a fire dragon running from the west to block the way. Under the fire, there was a loud killing sound. It was estimated that there were nearly ten thousand people. Duduo was horrified. Before he could speak, Azig yelled and led his soldiers beside him.
He rushed over directly.
"Brother Twelve, you can't be too eager to fight," Duduo shouted, looking around and gritting his teeth: "Break through to the southeast!"
As the old saying goes, a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. In this era, the Qing army is the only one who can become the army of tigers and wolves, but there are many calves, and the most talented calves among them are the two troops of the Jingying camp and the emperor's personal guard.
The old saying goes that clay figures are all fire-minded. Even these extremely skilled calves are bloody and dignified. They are vegetables, but they really can’t stand the looks and contempt of other friendly troops, let alone those who have just been sent to the camp.
The soldiers under Dongchang, who was leading the troops in the middle, jeered and sarcastic.
Are you really that good? Are you really not as good as a eunuch?
They desperately need to prove themselves!
So this bunch of bullies, just like the Jinwu Guards who first arrived in Taiyuan a few months ago, went head-to-head with the rebels without knowing the heights of the world. The only difference now was that they were facing the Qing cavalry, which was said to be invincible in the world.
What makes people speechless is that they are all infantry.
However, no matter what, he still rushed forward without hesitation, brandishing his knife, howling, what Qing cavalry, these two eyes were black, it was not that there were more people to take advantage of!
With spears like dragons out to sea, Ji Jike led thousands of guards to block the Qing army's retreat to the south. He stood up with swords and swords, and Tu Yuan, who was invincible, led thousands of calves from the Beijing camp to fight alongside them.
The night is getting darker, the sound of artillery is incessant, and the sound of killing is fierce. The dark clouds in the sky suddenly disperse, and the sky and the earth are illuminated. The two armies are fighting fiercely within a radius of several miles. One relies on the superiority of the cavalry to charge forward to fight a bloody road, and the other relies on the advantage of the cavalry to rush forward.
There are many soldiers, and they will pursue and intercept the opponent to death.
On the top of Tongzhou City, the sound of artillery could be heard vaguely in the distance, which made Dorgon and other Qing generals frown deeply. Why did the Ming army still use artillery? It seems that the battle situation has changed!
Tan Ma rushed to find out.
Nikan led his troops back to the city while cursing. The Ming army was so shameless that they ran away as soon as he left the city. They chased him for several miles and got further and further away. He was worried that the Ming army might have an ambush, so he headed back home.
"The little eunuch is here!" Dorgon sneered and looked at the night sky!
The generals behind him couldn't help but trembled. Almost none of them had seen Chang Yu, but they had all heard of such a person, and they had all suffered losses from his tricks. After all, in the battle outside the Pass, the Qing army
The casualties were too heavy, and the shadow lingers.
Back then, Hong Chengchou commanded the Songjin War, and in two years of the Jiao War, the last elite of the Ming Dynasty were involved. However, it was the same battle outside the Pass, with the same troops. The young eunuch beat the Qing army in less than a month, with bruises on the nose, face, and even bones.
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The same soldiers and horses, the same strength, the same combat power, why are there such big differences?
According to common sense, since the Songjin War, the Ming Dynasty's national power has collapsed, and it has become terminally ill. When it is dying, it should not even have the power to parry. How can it become more courageous as it fights?
Dorgon and others still don't know the other reasons, but the little eunuch's constant tricks and the morale of his troops are always at their peak.
To put it simply, what they were afraid of was not the number of soldiers and horses of the Ming army, let alone their combat effectiveness. What they were afraid of was the insidious and cunning little eunuch who never fought head-on and dragged them almost to death with underhand tricks.
"The Ming army has troops from the north and the south, but I don't know whether the little eunuch is in the south or the north," Shang Kexi said in a low voice with a serious look on his face.
Dorgon chuckled: "The Ming army in the southwest is just a cover. The main force of the Ming army is on the northern front. From the fact that it has been fighting in the north for so long, I know that he should be in charge of the northern front."
"If that's the case, I'm afraid..." Geng Zhongming was a little worried: "Your Majesty, would you like me to lead my troops to support you just in case?"
"No need!" Dorgon sneered: "The terrain here is flat, and we can let our Qing cavalry gallop. If the Ming army wants to stop my cavalry, they can only use flesh and blood. It doesn't matter if they have a strong army, it will only add white bones."
Forget it, even if he encircles him, so what, how many charges can he withstand?" He turned his head and looked at the generals and said: "No need to worry, Duduo and Azig will only lose some skin in vain, and they won't suffer a big loss, but
Regardless of victory or defeat, the Ming army will pay a heavy price!"
"This king has such confidence in our Qing cavalry!" Commander Dorgon shouted, his voice rising into the sky with great pride, venting all the resentment he had been feeling for the past few days.
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