Chapter 566 The arrival of victory

Fight hard.

A tough battle.

In the huge battlefield, there were already casualties and corpses everywhere.

Those who can still swing their swords support each other and gather together to continue fighting hard.

Both sides were looking forward to miracles, but there was no miracle, only death, and a battle torture people's will; there was no miracle, but the battle had to continue, and both sides had no way out.

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Yuan Chonghuan's glorious image has become a pillar that aroused the battle between the Ming officers and soldiers. Whenever the Ming officers saw Lord Futai, who was covered with arrows, his tired body was injected with strength again, and his arms were filled with lead, and he seemed to be able to wave them again.

Ordinary soldiers have very low requirements. They don’t say how much money they receive, what to do if they are injured, nor what to do if their family members die. As long as the officials fight side by side with them during the war, then they have nothing to say. If the officials are fighting, they can fight.

As time goes by, on the battlefield, it is becoming more and more beneficial to the Ming Dynasty.

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Jiergalang's face was sweating, with some panic and incredible eyes. The combat power of the Ming Dynasty exceeded his expectations. Yuan Manzi's team was much tougher than he imagined. Things were not as he imagined that he could easily defeat Yuan Manzi. On the contrary, by now, the decay of Dajin has gradually emerged. The sword's hand and the knife that waved it, no longer had any strength.

The Yuan Manzi in Jiergalang's eyes was also on the battlefield at this time, like a hero, rushing left and right with a large group of people, and tearing the stalemate battlefield. His arrows became his best capital to show off, and every time he went, he could always cause trouble.

Jirgalang looked at the corpses all over the ground and felt a vague pain. In this battle, he lost the Dajin, at least because of his poor population. He fought so hard with the Ming Dynasty. Even if he won, he would lose.

Should we let the last force in the camp come on? Perhaps it can save the failure, Jirgalang hesitated.

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It is different from the stalemate of the front battlefield.

Between Jinzhou and Songshan Fort, the battle on this small battlefield is one-sided.

The four thousand infantry could not stop the cavalry's charge, and the formation immediately collapsed. The "disc" that was still gathering immediately spread around and turned into a defeated soldier. Fortunately, most of them were running towards Songshan Fort, because the officials said that they were only seven or eight miles away from Songshan Fort, and there were still more than twenty miles to Jinzhou.

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"Master, the Ming Dynasty sent reinforcements from Jinzhou and is now coming to Songshan Fort..." A slave rushed to Jiergalang and reported.

"How many people? Cavalry or infantry?" Jirhalang asked coldly. He did not receive any news that he had sent reinforcements. According to the cavalry in Yuan Manzi's hands, all of them should be on the field at this moment. Could it be that he had been deceived?

"I think there are about 4,000 or so of the infantrymen running towards Songshan Fortress. Sahalianbeile has sent people to intercept them." The slave said immediately.

"..." Jirgalang's face turned red and pale. He was really careless and too confident. Yuan Manzi did not have other reinforcements. However, he did not expect that Yuan Manzi would be so bold and dare to send infantry out of the city. Jirgalang realized that it was not that Yuan Manzi was so bold, but that his hands and feet were tied here and he no longer had the strength to deal with infantry out of the city. If Sahalian sent the last troops to deal with infantry in the Ming Dynasty, what should we do here? What should we do? Jirgalang felt for the first time that something was wrong.

Why did Yuan Chonghuan send infantry to rescue? Even if the infantry runs to Songshan Fort, he will definitely win? Jirgalang suddenly remembered something, his face turned pale, and his eyes were filled with panic, mixed with this feeling of despair.

"Tell Sahalian that he must guard the camp well and never let the Ming Dynasty infantry approach Songshan Fort..." Jierharang said with a pale face. He might be too careless and too conceited, and ignored many things that he didn't need to worry about at first, but now Yuan Manzi is fighting with him desperately. Many things that he didn't need to care about or pay attention to have now become the death talisman of the Dajin.

"Zhe!" The slave who sent the order was a little surprised. The camp was so big, how should we defend it? Two or three thousand people had to defend the camp that besieged Songshan Fort. Is this possible? However, this was not something he was considering. He responded and immediately took a horse and left.

Jirgalang looked at the battlefield in front of him with a pale face. On this battlefield, the Jin Dynasty was becoming increasingly declining, and reinforcements seemed impossible to come, and there was also the danger of the camp being burned. In this battle..., perhaps, it was time to call Dorgon and the others...

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Most of the four thousand people who were broken up between Jinzhou and Songshan Fort ran towards Songshan Fort, which had only "seven or eight miles" instead of Jinzhou, which had "twenty miles".

If we judge by the outcome of the battle, the five or six hundred Tartars who rushed to the formation completely defeated the four thousand Ming Dynasty infantrymen. At this moment, they were chasing and slashing behind, which is the best proof.

However, sometimes it is not to say that whoever wins will be able to laugh to the end. Although the five or six hundred Tatars can chase the people in front of them and kill the Ming Dynasty infantry to the fullest, failure is approaching them because Songshan Fort is right in front of them.

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Songshan Fort.

Zu Dashou was anxiously waiting for the people from Jinzhou. If the people from Jinzhou came, he could attack the Tartar camp. If the people from Jinzhou could not arrive, he could only go by himself. How to go and how to burn it? These things have to be thought about, life and death, but he was just fighting.

"Report!..." a messenger rushed over and shouted loudly.

"What's the matter? But is someone from Jinzhou?" Zu Dashou, who was watching the battlefield south, asked immediately.

"Sir, I'm here, but it seems that I'm chasing the Tartars behind me, and it seems that I'm rushing to come..." The messenger said with some embarrassment.

"What?" Zu Dashou asked in disbelief. Did the reinforcements be driven to Songshan Fort by the Tartars?

"...How many Tartars are there?" Zu Dashou asked again.

"Sir, there shouldn't be many people watching the scene, otherwise, there wouldn't be so many people coming..." The messenger could not obtain accurate information, so he could only give a rough idea.

"Let's go!" Zu Dashou immediately ran northwest. He wanted to see for himself what was going on. Why is reinforcements a virtue? He was chased by the Tartars to come to Songshan Fort? He still had to save the reinforcements? Zu Dashou's heart was cold, and he just hoped that there would be no accidents.

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Looking at the reinforcements running from afar, Zu Dashou didn't know what expression to use to express his mood.

"Sir, what should I do?" a general shouted.

"Sir, do we want to go out and pick it up?" another general asked. They had received Yuan Chonghuan's orders and had prepared a group of troops to attack the Tartar camp. They were ready to leave the city at any time, waiting for the troops coming from Jinzhou. But now the troops from Jinzhou have arrived, but they have been driven over. The reinforcements are not reinforcements, but have become burdens.

Zu Dashou was also a veteran in war. The general order given to him by Yuan Chonghuan had already made the situation very clear. The reason why he was asked to leave the city to attack the Tatar camp was because there were trenches and tunnels around Songshan Fort, which was a natural environment suitable for infantry combat. The cavalry could only dismount and fight here. The cavalry dismounted was nothing, and it was not as powerful as infantry.

"Send the order, leave the city immediately to respond..." Zu Dashou gave the order without much hesitation. On the flat ground, thousands of cavalry could rush into the army of five or six thousand infantry, but when he arrived at Songshan Fort, Zu Dashou was confident that he could deal with at least two thousand cavalry dismounted. Is the Tatars still 2,000 cavalry? Obviously, there was no one. Since there was not, what were you afraid of?

"Sir, is it too dangerous? What if..." Some generals felt it was too risky.

"No, this is a God-given opportunity. If I missed this opportunity, I may not be able to reach it later. This time, I will let the Tartars know how powerful I, Jinning, and others..." Zu Dashou said with a spirit as he looked at a large group of reinforcements running closer and closer.

Soon, ropes were hanging from Songshan Fort, and many people walked down the ropes. They were leaving the city. The gate of Songshan Fort had been blocked and to leave the city, they could only hang them with ropes.

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“Huff…”

“Huff…”

"Brothers... run quickly, the people from Songshan Fort... are here to pick us up!..."

"Run!...There are our people in front..."

"Everyone... run quickly! You can survive after rushing through that ditch..."

A group of defeated soldiers rushed towards the huge trench surrounding the Songshan Fort. At the other end of the trench, it was obvious that the Ming Dynasty's official army was already taking it seriously. In the eyes of these defeated soldiers, as long as they rushed through the trench, they would naturally be safe, so they ran even harder.

Behind these defeated soldiers was a group of Tartar cavalry who killed and killed people. If they broke through the infantry formation of 4,000 people with five or six hundred cavalry, this was undoubtedly a very amazing thing. They could even boast about themselves for a while and would be regarded as heroes. But today, they couldn't laugh and were even more desperate. They were desperate to kill people. In front of them was Songshan Fort. What was the huge trench around Songshan Fort? They naturally knew that there were many tunnels inside. After this group of Ming Dynasty infantry rushed into the trench, they could only sigh at the trench. The consequences of such many infantry entering Songshan Fort are now very obvious.

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"Prepare, open fire!" The order was given.

"Baobaobaobaobaoba..." A dense sound of musket shooting crawled into the Tartar team that rushed to the trench.

"…Fire..." Another order was given.

There was another burst of dense musket shooting sound, and the Tartar cavalry team was rushing to chase after him, and immediately fell down. In front of such a dense musket camp, the cavalry through the horse-drawn pit were obviously helpless against these musket shooters and immediately retreated far away.

The most desperate thing that made the Tatar cavalry really happened. The pit originally dug, in order to prevent the Ming Dynasty's rescue, has now become a weapon for the Ming Dynasty to defend itself.

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“Huff…”

“…huh…”

“…huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Zu Dashou felt that he had walked into a "huff" sound, and the huff almost ripped his lungs.

"The official has seen Lord Zu, thank you for your life-saving kindness... I sacrificed my life to help, and finally did not mistreat Taiwan's military order..." A fat general who was just angry and breathing evenly rushed to Zu Dashou and took over his mission.

"Thank you for your hard work, Lord Song, I sacrificed my life to reach Songshan Fort. This battle with the Tartars made great contributions..." Zu Dashou said.

"Mr. Zu is too humble. The subordinates dare not regard themselves as Jinning's heroes. They just pity my brothers. They died miserably!..." The fat general said, and shed some tears. Although this "Victory Escape" was "victorious", it was really a terrible victory. He was chased by someone and killed for more than ten miles, breaking up nearly half of his troops. If it weren't for the fact that Songshan Fort was the only safe place nearby, it would be hard to say how many people could be left.

"Mr. Song is loyal and brave, we all see it. I will definitely report it to Futai..." Zu Dashou said. Faced with these reinforcements that had been whining, Zu Dashou just wanted to attack the Tartar camp as soon as possible.

"... The officials have arrived at Songshan Fort and answered the military orders of Futai. At this moment, when Lord Zu is dispatched and issued an order, please ask Lord Zu to give orders..." The somewhat fat reinforcement general finally realized the impatientness in Zu Dashou's eyes and said quickly, although it is important to fight for credit and prove that hard work is important, don't delay things.

"Okay! That official is not polite. How many people are there now? " Zu Dashou was already impatient and immediately said yes. If he hadn't seen these people running half-death and being chased half-death before they came here, he would have taken over it.

"Sir, I was disbanded by the Tartar cavalry halfway. Now I think there are only two thousand people who have run here. I am ashamed, ashamed..." The fat general looked around for a moment and found out how many people he had.

"Okay! It's not advisable to stay for a long time at this moment. The official in the south of the city has ordered someone to remove the thousand-pound Folang cannon. When we wait for us to go up, we will bombard the Tartar camp with cannons. I believe the Tartars will definitely be very beautiful. The adults suffered here, and the brothers who were killed and injured here will be punished for the death and wounded here..." Zu Dashou said kindly again.

"Receive the order!" The fat general said vaguely. Now that he has arrived at Songshan Fort, he has already won. So what is left is to get a bigger victory and get a bigger contribution.

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"Swoosh..."

Yuan Chonghuan had already practiced listening and defending positions. When he heard the arrows, he immediately bowed his back, buried his head, and protected his face. Yuan Chonghuan had already practiced this set of actions very well.

"Sher..." Yuan Chonghuan grinned again and shot an arrow on his body.

No one of the guards around reminded Yuan Chonghuan to be shot again, because there were too many arrows on Futai, and he could already open an arrow shop.

"This is the arrow shot by that little boy. It's so cruel and it hurts..." Yuan Chonghuan cursed happily. After staying on the battlefield for so long and being hit so many arrows, Yuan Chonghuan became more and more excited and more excited as he beats.

"Men!!" Yuan Chonghuan shouted excitedly with his sword raised, and another arrow stabbed on his body. It was necessary to shout to celebrate. Only the man can resist so many arrows.

"Men!!" The guards around immediately raised their swords to echo, shouting the word "Men". As soon as these two words were shouted, it means that their Futai Lord was shot with another arrow, and then they were still intact.

This loud call made the morale of the Ming Dynasty officials and soldiers on the battlefield revived, and they turned to look at the source of the sound. The "dazzling" Lord Futai was naturally in the spotlight. He also shouted "Man!!...", causing this battlefield that was extremely tired to burst out with sounds.
To be continued...