Chapter 579 Escape

It is still on this big plain. Last night, a legend of the starry sky was staged on rainy nights. Today, the war continues.

Although he was running wildly, the Ming army that had been expending all night would be unable to get rid of the Ming army that was raising energy. The entangled Later Jin army, which was hungry, cold, exhausted, frustrated, failed, fear, etc., was once again caught up by the Ming army.

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"It turns out that he is a stray dog. He ran too slowly. When has it been since then, he has only been here? This time, the Tartars don't want to leave if they don't cut a piece of meat..." As an expert in cavalry, Man Gui saw the Tartars in the distance from afar. After gradually approaching, he confronted them from afar. After observing the Tartars' situation, Man Gui came to this conclusion.

After saying contemptuously, Man Gui led a large group of troops to post. As a temporary vanguard, Man Gui finally found an opportunity to ride a horse. In this battle, he has always been Qin Liangyu's bravery. Although the horse chief looked good, he actually had no chance to appear. He scouted the battle and covered the battlefield. Most of this was Mao Wenlong. The military formation had white pole soldiers, and the burning of the Tartars was done by the staff. He was basically a so-called soybean on the entire battlefield this time. The team chasing the Tartars was slandered. He had to come to such an opportunity to be a "vanguard" and chased them wildly. If he didn't stretch out his hands this time, he would probably not even be able to drink the soup after this battle.

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Yuan Chonghuan also led his troops and rode his horses to rush. The task he assigned to him was to be a surprise soldier. He was preparing to rest the next day to give the Tartars a "surprise". Unexpectedly, the Baigang soldier was too powerful and the Tartars did not dare to fight, so he forced the Baigang soldier to approach the Tartars camp overnight. When he received the news from Qin Liangyu, Qin Liangyu had already burned the Tartars camp clean with a torch, saying that he had died a lot and died extremely miserably. He asked him to lead the troops up as soon as possible. It was too late, and he was afraid that he would not even drink the Tartar soup.

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When he approached the Tartar camp that was burned into ruins, Yuan Chonghuan understood what the scattered horse who sent him the message meant. This Tartar camp was really burned to ashes, and its miserable situation could only be described as being so miserable that it could not be more miserable.

The broken corpses, flags, armors, and various objects were scattered all over the ground. The broken tents, a few burnt, and half of the fences still standing were all the whole camp.

Yuan Chonghuan was shocked. Although he had known in advance that the hot air balloon won a great victory this time, he did not expect that this would end. He was stunned when he watched the Tartar camp.

"I've met Lord Yuan!"

"Have you met Lord Yuan!" Ma Xianglin, Staff Huang and several others came to greet Yuan Chonghuan.

Yuan Chonghuan woke up from the shock and quickly returned the gift.

After a little greeting, Yuan Chonghuan couldn't help asking about what happened last night. After asking, he still had to rush to chase Qin Liangyu.

"Dare you ask General Ma, this Tartar camp is really burned by hot air balloons? It's so clean! Look at how many Tartars died!" Yuan Chonghuan asked curiously.

"Mr. Yuan said it was not bad. This was the hot air balloon. Last night, I did nothing and just sat there watching the Tartar camp burning like this. I rushed over overnight. The fire had not yet been extinguished. It was dawn that the fire gradually went out. This fire really burned the Tartars very much. I heard from the horses that the Tartars even had a lot of horses. It can be seen that the Tartars were panic last night. The commander-in-chief had already caught up with the fatigue of the Tartars. I guess he could catch up with many Tartars. I was waiting for this infantry, but I was really short-legged, otherwise I would have caught up with it..." Ma Xianglin said that he was excited when he talked about his experience last night, and said that he could not chase the Tartars, which was another pity.

"...Awesome, awesome..." Yuan Chonghuan nodded after hearing this. He did not see the wonders of the starry sky on rainy nights with his own eyes. He could not imagine the scene at that time. He could only infer the situation last night from the Tartar camp that was burned into ruins. After listening to Ma Xianglin's explanation, some thoughts unknowingly surrounded Yuan Chonghuan. Yuan Chonghuan's originally a little proud head also began to lower and became melancholy.

"Mr. Yuan didn't know that last night, at least tens of thousands of Tartars were burned to death. Now he is still counting it carefully. The burning was so miserable. Many of them had to be pieced together to be considered one. Tsk, Tsk, Tsk, Tsk, Tsk..." The Huang adviser also said. At this time, his pale face finally adapted, no longer had to be white, his face was filled with a flying spirit.

"More than 10,000..." Yuan Chonghuan murmured to himself, and this sentence shocked him even more. Yuan Chonghuan, who had achieved success and fame because of the great victory of Songshan Fort, had completely frozen. He only dispatched more than 100 hot air balloons to burn the Tartars to such a thing. More than 10,000 Tartars were killed here, but the camp did not move. In other words, there were almost no casualties in this battle, and more than 10,000 Tartars were killed in one fell swoop, achieving extremely small losses. Qin Liangyu's battle was almost gone.

The greatest military merits were achieved, and the ratio of losses was more than tens of thousands, or even lower. Thinking of this, Yuan Chonghuan's mouth was irritating and it was not pleasant at first. When he fought in Songshan Fort, he tried his best to fight with the Tartars and fought for his life, he killed 8,000 enemies. His losses were almost the same as those of the Tartars. The gap between them made Yuan Chonghuan feel uncomfortable. Such a huge gap had disappeared from the joy of Songshan Fort.

The bitter taste continued to rise in Yuan Chonghuan's heart.

"...How could it be so many? More than ten thousand?..." The bitterness continued to emanate from Yuan Chonghuan's heart, and the pain reached its face and the pain to its whole body. Yuan Chonghuan didn't know and couldn't understand whether the battle of Songshan Fort would be a great victory or a great defeat? Wassing the lives of the soldiers in vain?

"Mr. Yuan doesn't know anything. If you want to say that you are burned to death, there is not much. At most, you will be extremely successful. More of them are fumigated.... At that time, the officials said that God is harvesting the Tartars. A fire is burning strongly, and there is a rain. What isn't God is harvesting the Tartars? Now it seems that this is true. Many Tartars' corpses are not injured or scarred, and they are killed by fumigation..." The Huang adviser became happier and happier when he spoke. When he was proud, he couldn't help but promote his own strength.

"..." Yuan Chonghuan was so angry that he didn't know what to say. Then he looked at the Tartar camp that was burned into ruins in the distance. He became inexplicably melancholy, whether to win or lose?

"Everyone, Yuan has said goodbye now. The commander-in-chief still urged me to go and pick him up, so I won't stay. After the triumph, I will drink with you again!" Yuan Chonghuan tried hard to get rid of the melancholy that had troubled him, and said loudly that his destination was not here, but to pick up Qin Liangyu. After the melancholy, he immediately cheered up and prepared to pick up Qin Liangyu. Although he had tried his best to let go of the melancholy, those melancholy always surrounded Yuan Chonghuan.

"Then I won't stay for more. I will definitely have a good time when the lord returns...." Seeing that Yuan Chonghuan was about to leave, everyone did not dare to stay, so they said some goodbye. Yuan Chonghuan led his men and rushed forward.

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Man Gui successfully got close to the Tartars. After several rounds of harassment, the exhausted Tartars had to stop confronting Man Gui. Otherwise, if Man Gui continues to harass him like this, he will not be able to leave. Moreover, the Ming army's large brigade has arrived.

"Commander-in-chief, this Tartar is indeed a loser, and he is walking too slowly." After Man Gui put his hands on the Tartars, he stopped making too big moves. Instead, he waited for the arrival of a large group of people. His thousands of people were still too thin in the face of tens of thousands of Tartars. As soon as he met with Qin Liangyu, he immediately commented on the Tartars.

"Indeed, looking at the spirit of the Tartars today, they are all very poor! The team of people over there are not infantry?" Qin Liangyu also saw that the spirit of the Tartars was several levels lower than before, and the people were still those people, but their original spirit was gone. What's even more outrageous is that the Tartars, who made a living by riding and shooting, actually had a team of infantry. This team of infantry stood sparsely and had no formation at all. It looked extremely chaotic. Qin Liangyu, who was extremely familiar with infantry, could tell at a glance that these people were not infantry, but cavalry without horses.

"Yes! Commander-in-Chief, that's strange. In the past, the Tartars attacked our infantry and bullied our cavalry. Now, we have to fight the infantry of the Tartars. This time, the Commander-in-Chief must let the last one do this in the future..." Man Gui said with joy. He had always taken a fancy to the Tartars' infantry and wanted to use the infantry to drive the infantry. However, after trying several times, the Tartars intercepted them to death. After making trouble a few times, Man Gui simply stopped making trouble. When the team arrived, could they still run? Can they run with two legs than four legs? That's not two thousand living people, that's two thousand heads...

"Haha, it's easy to say. Since the governor is interested in that team of infantry, then I'll leave it to the governor..." Qin Liangyu said generously. At this time, Qin Liangyu was in a particularly good mood.

"The Tartars didn't sleep all night, burned camps, and were wet from the rain. Now they are cold and hungry, and they are exhausted. How can they be energetic at this time? It's not easy for the Tartars to be able to hold on until now..." Mao Wenlong also looked contemptuous and smiled and commented on the Tartars in front of him. The scattered Tartars would suffer more and more.

"Mao Shuai is right. Since that's the case, then we'll wait..., huh..." Qin Liangyu was about to order an attack, but saw the Tartars suddenly change their formation...

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The Later Jin team was getting slower and slower, and it was in a state of desolation. It was already caught up by the Ming army and harassed several times.

"Khan, the one who came from the Ming Dynasty was Man Gui from the Ming Dynasty. He has fought several times. Dahan, if this continues, it will be impossible. I have to think of a solution..." Jirgalang said anxiously. He was responsible for cutting off the rear. Now that he is stuck with Man Gui, he can no longer get out of it.

As soon as these words were spoken, the people around Huang Taiji remained silent.

"I'm too bullying. Fourth brother, our Dajin still has 40,000 or 50,000 people. He only has a few thousand people and dares to stick it up. He really doesn't know how to live or die. Fourth brother, in my opinion, it's better to set up a battle and kill Mangui and completely deal with Mangui so that the Ming Dynasty dare not pursue it. Otherwise, when will it be the end if we continue like this?" Amin's hot temper broke out and he was about to kill him and shoot him back.

"Yes, Khan, we have so many people, is it necessary to be afraid of thousands of them?"

"Master, let's do it. Kill Man Gui. Ming Dynasty knew it was powerful, so naturally he didn't dare to chase him again..."

Such a scream broke out in the crowd immediately.

"How to fight? They are full and sleepy, and come to chase us. Look at us, they are like chickens with hair faded. Do you still have two taels of strength? They still have to pull the archery? Is there a piece of my body not wet?" Someone immediately burst into strong opposition.

"Da Sang, I still can't fight. Although Man Gui only has 6,000, he said that there were only 20,000 people from the Ming Dynasty. I guess he was pulling all the horses on the ground. If he fights with Man Gui, he will fight with 20,000 Ming Dynasty cavalry. Our Da Jin is so tired, wet and have no food. He can't even pull the bow that has been wet in the rain, and there is almost no chance of winning. Da Sang, I can't fight!" Some people also strongly opposed it.

"What, you're scared! If you don't fight, what should you do? There are so many of us who can't walk, so let them wait for death?" The hot quarrel immediately became louder.

Huang Taiji closed his eyes and kept silent. He let everyone quarrel. Whether it was fighting or not, it was difficult for him to make decisions. Now Dajin is extremely weak and exhausted. Until now, he has been covered in rain and has not dried his clothes and has not eaten yet. If he is stuck with the Ming Dynasty, it will be completely finished. But if he doesn't fight, what should he do if there are so many people who can't walk or get rid of their bodies? Are there any other ways for those people to die? They were also chasing the Ming Dynasty's soldiers on the grassland like this, but now the Ming Dynasty is chasing them in reverse.

"Report..." Everyone was arguing, and a horse provoking in the distance shouted loudly and rushed over.

The quarrel between the crowd stopped for a while and saw what news was.

"What's the matter?" someone shouted loudly without caring about it.

"Asayan is back and says there is something important to report to the Khan..." said the explorer.

"Where are people?" someone shouted in place of Huang Taiji.

"Return to Erbeile, injured, behind..." The detective saw that it was Amin's question, looked at Huang Taiji and replied.

Everyone was looking for a man in the distance was covered in blood and was seriously injured.

Huang Taiji hurriedly stood up, went forward, and helped the injured man off the horse.

"Asayang, what's wrong?" Huang Taiji asked softly. A crowd gathered around, preparing to see what news this big gold-savvy explorer brought.

"Master, go quickly,..." The man tried hard to open his eyes and looked at it. Seeing that it was Huang Taiji, the light in his eyes calmed down slightly, and said hard. From the blood in this body, he could see that he was extremely injured.

"What's wrong?" Huang Taiji asked as he hugged the man and tried his best to calmly.

"...Master, the slave went over the line of defense of the Ming Dynasty to explore the horses and went there to find the lost horses. He saw a large group of people rushing over the Ming Dynasty. The leader was Yuan Chonghuan, the governor of Liaodong of the Ming Dynasty. Master, go quickly, there are reinforcements in the Ming Dynasty..." This man covered in blood tried his best to express the words to the clearest.

Although these words were intermittent and not very clear, the meaning revealed was extremely shocking! Why did Yuan Chonghuan run to Sanchahe? This is really a bolt from the blue. No wonder the Ming Dynasty was so confident. It seems that he was prepared. Everyone's faces immediately looked ugly.

"Are you sure? How many people are there? How far is it?" Huang Taiji asked as calm as possible, but even if he suppressed the shock in his heart, an anxious look could inevitably appear on his face, and his hands trembled even more.

"I can only be sure of my master. I have seen Yuan Chonghuan's appearance. I will never be wrong. The slaves didn't see clearly. There were about several thousand people. I was afraid that it would be 100,000 miles away from this place. Master, leave quickly..." After saying that, this Later Jin horse-study named Asayang handed the thousand-mile mirror that he wore on his body to Huang Taiji's hand. His head tilted and his breath was dead.

Shocked! Fear! Filled around.

Huang Taiji held Qianlijing's hand and kept trembling.

How did Yuan Chonghuan run to the Sancha River battlefield? This question shocked everyone. Jinning is hundreds of miles away from here, and there are still them in the middle. Thousands of people crossed them unknowingly and ran to Sancha River, which made them almost unimaginable. Can people fly?

"Get back..." Huang Taiji seemed to have grown a lot again in an instant. His body, which had been trying hard to straighten, hunched over again and said calmly.

After hearing what Huang Taiji said, everyone lowered their heads and stayed. No one dared to say that they would stay and fight to the death. Now, there is only one way, that is, escape. The reinforcements from the Ming Dynasty appeared one after another, and even soldiers like Yuan Chonghuan, which were impossible, appeared. What else is impossible.

"...Who is willing to leave behind the rear?" Huang Taiji asked calmly again.

Everyone kept their heads lower again, and after they were left behind, there was only one way to die.

"No one, let's keep the khan..." Huang Taiji said calmly again.

Everyone's heads were lowered again, and no one dared to lift their heads up again.

"Khan, I'll stay..." Jirgalang also said calmly.

Seeing that Jirgalang stood up, everyone raised their heads and looked at Jirgalang with gratitude and admiration.

"...Okay, Jirgalang, just stay here, Gebele, gather 4,000 troops to Jirgalang to stop the rear. In addition, those who have no horses will also stop the rear..." Huang Taiji said calmly.

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On the battlefield, there was a one-sided massacre.

Under Qin Liangyu's pressure, Man Gui rushed towards the 2,000 Later Jin infantrymen. Some of the 2,000 Later Jin "infantrymen" had no weapons in their hands and were shot sparsely. They were unable to shoot powerful arrows at all by the bows and arrows that had been rained for a long time, and the bowstring could not withstand the pull. If they used a little more force, the bowstring would break with the sound.

The cavalry of the Ming Dynasty rushed towards the two thousand people of the Later Jin "infantry" square formation. After a short "rain rain", they instantly crashed into the Later Jin infantry's square formation. This so-called square formation collapsed instantly, and the scene suddenly turned into a massacre.

Mao Wenlong rushed head-on to the Tartar cavalry coming to intercept, which made him look like a decisive cavalry.
Chapter completed!