The "monk army" led by Zhang Yong had about 7,000 soldiers, all of which were the Green Camp soldiers of Weihui Prefecture, Henan who surrendered at the time.

Of course, Gao Jie would not expect to rely on these 7,000 people to defeat the enemy.

Their real function was to anger Luke Dehun and lead the young general to pursue him in anger.

Temptation the enemy into the depths and attack them!

This is Gao Jie's tactic.

Of course, the specific one depends on how Zhang Yong performed.

Anyway, Zhang Yong followed Gao Jie to conquer several cities in a row and had become the vanguard of the Ming army and had no way out.

Gao Jie doesn’t have to worry about Zhang Yong turning against the water and surrendering to the Qing Dynasty again.

Although Zhang Yong had the highest level of command of troops, he also knew that all the scattered cavalry were exploring the enemy situation.

According to the scouts who came back, the Qing army was stationed in Hanwang Village, not far from Ningjinbo.

Then how to induce the Qing army to pursue is the first issue that Zhang Yong needs to consider.

Zhang Yong had to pretend to pass by so that it would not arouse the suspicion of the Qing army.

Moreover, he could not get too close to the Qing army camp. Otherwise, Zhang Yong would not even be able to lead his troops to run away when the Qing army broke out in large numbers.

A suitable distance is particularly important.

These are all problems that are enough to make Zhang Yong’s headache.

After a long time of busyness, he finally gritted his teeth and made a decision and "swayed" by the mound a mile away from Hanwang Village.

In this way, even if the Qing army reacted and went out to pursue the camp, it would take some time. Zhang Yong, who was prepared enough, ran away.

Since it is acting, you have to act like a little bit. Zhang Yong ordered people to slap out the Ming army flag that had been prepared long ago, indicating that his current identity is already a senior Ming army general.

After setting up the flag, Zhang Yong set off.

The closer you are to Hanwang Village, the more nervous Zhang Yong felt.

He knew very well that from here, it was forty or fifty miles to the Zhangshui River Valley where Gao Jie's army was ambushing. Although they had horses and rode, they had to run for a while.

Moreover, they were all riding inferior horses, and the Qing army led by Luke Dehun must be matched with excellent Mongolian horses. If they were caught by the Qing army during the pursuit...

Zhang Yong shook his head suddenly, not daring to think about it anymore.

Sometimes people often scare themselves to death. If they simply don’t think about it, it’s not that scary.

As Hanwang Village got closer and closer, Zhang Yong became more and more nervous. When he was less than two miles away from Hanwang Village, he received news that he was not sure whether it was good or bad - the Qing army launched a large-scale attack.

It was obvious that the Qing army sent a scout and found the movements of Zhang Yong's army, which led to the attack in advance.

For Zhang Yong, there is only one thing he has to do now - run away!

It is a little gratifying that the Qing army needed to pursue it longer.

Zhang Yong's ability to fight is mediocre, but his ability to run away is unique.

Under his leadership, the "monk army" rode the bad horse out of a good horse. Even the elite Qing army riding Mongolian horses could not catch up.

Sometimes the Qing army shortened the distance to 500 steps, but it was quickly pulled a little further. At the nearest time, both sides maintained a safe distance of 300 to 400 steps.

Zhang Yong was secretly happy.

The Belelek Dehun, who commanded the Qing army, seemed to be a fool, and he knew that blindly chasing the fish would be one step away from taking the bait.

But just when Zhang Yong thought the task was completed, the Qing army, chasing all the way, suddenly stopped.

Zhang Yong was stunned now, and he was neither stop nor stopped.

Less than two miles away from the Zhangshui Valley where Gao Jie's army was ambushed, the Qing army stopped at this time. Did he realize something?

Damn, it would be too disgusting if all the previous efforts were wasted.

Zhang was so brave that he was about to jump into his feet and curse, but Dorobel Lekdehun and Fan Wencheng were having a brief conversation in the Qing army formation not far away from him.

"From Mr. Fan's perspective, this monk army has collapsed all the way. Is there any fraud?"

When Luke Dehun left the capital, Dorgon warned him many times to be calm and calm when encountering problems and listen to Fan Wencheng's opinions more.

Therefore, whenever important decisions are made, Luke Dehun always thinks of Fan Wencheng as soon as possible.

At this moment, Fan Wencheng narrowed his eyes slightly and focused his thoughts.

After a moment, he exhaled a breath of turbid air and said, "Master Beile, the truth and false things in this world are not clear. But it is always right to be careful according to what I have seen."

No wonder Fan Wencheng couldn't make a judgment for a while. It was really because Zhang Yong acted too seriously.

This guy is completely in his true nature, which makes Fan Wencheng, who once thought that the "monk army" was acting, begin to doubt his judgment.

"Well, why not send a pioneer to test first. What does Mr. Fan think?"

Fan Wencheng nodded and said, "Mr. Beile is a man of great importance and the servant admires him."

Seeing Fan Wencheng agreeing, Luke Dehun waved his hand and said, "Harertai, Benbele ordered you to lead a thousand troops and take over the head of the general of the bandit army."

Nahalertai quickly responded: "Zhe!"

The eight banners of Manchuria were very disciplined during the war, especially the two yellow banners.

Harertai led a thousand elite troops of the Yellow Banners to fight out, and the distance between the entire cavalry team was very tight, not as loose as the Mongolian cavalry when they charged.

Seeing that the Qing army took the initiative to fight out, Zhang Yong quickly ordered to continue running away.

But this time, because the startup was slower, it gradually became stuck by the Qing army.

The speed advantage of high-quality Mongolian horses is reflected. Although their instantaneous explosive power is not as good as that of Arabian horses, it is not comparable to that of the inferior horses that Zhang Yong rode by his soldiers.

"Monk soldiers" were constantly chopped off their horses and shouted bitterly.

Zhang Yong was so scared that he pissed on his body, his legs tightly clamped against the horse's belly, and he tried his best to whip it.

Unlike infantry pursuit, in cavalry pursuit, it is difficult to turn around because both sides are fast at speed. Therefore, the pursued party has no other choice but to escape. What the pursued party needs to do is to expand its advantage and continue to kill.

The whole process is like a snowball.

The cavalry in the yellow flag raised their hands and took their swords and easily reaped their lives, just as simple as cutting leeks.

Although Zhang Yong's cavalry was seven or eight times that of this group of people pursuing the Qing army, they never thought of counterattacking.

The hungry wolf entered the flock and hunted him freely, asking for him.

Blood stimulated the desire for killing deep in Harrelta's heart.

They are all hunters who came out of the dense forests of the Heishan Mountains in Liaodong, and have a very special understanding of hunting.

Coldness and calmness are the qualities that hunters must possess, and bloodthirst is the key to pushing hunting to the extreme.

"Kill, kill all the southern dogs on both ends of these rats!"

Haraltai roared and took the lead in urging the mount under his crotch to rush forward. He waved several swords in a row to chop off several "monk soldiers" and let out a burst of laughter.

Nandogs are all a bunch of waste, and there is nothing else except running. This time he must perform well in front of Dorobel, and cut off Nandog's head and become a rank!

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