Emperor Ming Dynasty

Chapter 409
"Report, Suqian City was taken by the Ming army."

While they were discussing the tactics, a messenger suddenly announced, and there was a burst of babble, very eager, which really made it difficult for Wu Sangui to understand.

Fortunately, King Sanshun on the side took care of him and translated it.

"Suqian?" Jierhalang squinted his eyes. If he remembered correctly, the city had already been captured a few days ago.

"Where did the Ming army come from?"

"I heard it came from the east!"

"East?" Jierhalang opened the map and headed east along Suqian City, only to see Shuyang County.

"It turns out that these miscellaneous insects ran here."

Hauge couldn't help cursing: "I'm going to kill them."

Although it is only a county seat, Suqian is located by the canal, which can cut off the grain ships heading south at any time.

Jierhalang felt a headache: "It seems that if we win a city, we have to let them dismantle it before we are done, or we have to jump out again."

"General, let me go!"

Manchu is slower, but he can understand it, so Wu Sangui hastily volunteered:

"A few miscellaneous bugs can only disgust people, so don't bother Baqi."

"never mind!"

Jierhalang narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "King Pingxi also has status, these people are not worthy of your action, let the young generals do it!"

As he spoke, he called out names, and a young general in his thirties happily left.

Wu Sangui was full of regret.

Immediately, the meeting continued to discuss the method of combining water and land and dividing troops into parallel. The atmosphere was very good.

And here, a group of five thousand cavalry from the barracks left and headed straight for Suqian behind.

Suqian City Wall has a big hole, and it will definitely not be repaired in a short time, so it will be easy to regain Suqian City.

Moreover, he was ordered to dismantle Suqian City, which was in the way, so as not to be taken away by the Ming army.

However, the most important thing is to destroy the Ming army hiding in Tibet.

As Mele Zhangjing, Zhuma La is full of ambition, and the war horse under his crotch is dark and extremely handsome.

The so-called Mei Le Zhang Jing, Gu Shan Ezhen's deputy, was later called the deputy capital.

Although it is not as good as the status of the leader of the Gushan Ezhen Banner, he is also an extremely important general among the Eight Banners.

Zhu Mala once went south with Luck Dehun, made great achievements in battle, and knew the Ming army very well.

"The Ming army is very timid, smaller than a sheep on the prairie. As soon as they see our cavalry coming, they immediately drop all their weapons and run away."

Zhuma La calmly said: "When I went to Hangzhou, I only had a thousand people, and there were tens of thousands of people on the opposite side. As long as I sprinted, the other side would be defeated without a fight, and they would turn around and surrender."

"My Heifeng hasn't sweated yet!"

"Ha ha ha ha--"

The cavalry laughed.

These days, it has been the battlefield of artillery, and these cavalry are very depressed. Now when they come out, the speed of the horses is much faster.

However, despite being wild, the formation was not chaotic, loose on the outside and tight on the inside, changing positions from time to time, as if hunting.

Reluctant to relax, Zhumala led the cavalry to Suqian City after a night's rest.

Sure enough, the once dilapidated city has now erected a flag, and the flag fluttered amidst the howling cold wind.

"As expected of the south, even the wind in winter is much smaller than ours, just like a woman scratching her itch—"

"Don't rob me, I'm going to kill ten—"

Leading the cavalry to station, Zhu Mala did not lose vigilance.

The cavalry smiled recklessly, their eyes were burning. The Suqian city in front of them was a great pasture for them to make contributions.

And those Ming troops are the prey.

However, the Qing army remained cautious.

A cavalry of more than a hundred men quietly entered the city. As the vanguard, they will bring real news.

After a long time, the cavalry lost 30 people and fought bloody.

"Meilezhangjing, there are thousands of Ming troops in the city, one or two are in armor, their clothes are worn out, and their weapons include crossbows, bows and arrows, spears, etc. They are stronger than the average Ming army!"

Niu Lu gritted his teeth, his face was bloodstained: "I lost some brothers, but it's nothing to worry about."

"It seems to be elite, how is the situation in the city?"

Zhu Mala continued to ask.

"The streets are a bit more chaotic, but the logic is still there, and many houses are still the same."

"First go to occupy the entrance of the cave, the city gate, and then hunt up, pressing on step by step..."

Just like hunting, Zhumala first deployed hunting dogs to seize favorable terrain, and then continuously narrowed the range to kill the prey.

He understood that as long as the Eight Banners warriors entered the city, the Ming army would panic, and the Eight Banners who had the back road would eat and kill without restraint.

No matter how powerful Xiong Xiazi is, he cannot escape death.

Although he was a bit more cautious, these years of war experience had been integrated with his hunting.

Sure enough, when he came to Suqian City, many Ming troops had already collapsed, giving way to nearly half of the city, and many people continued to escape outside the city.

"The prey has panicked!"

Corresponding to what was expected, Zhuma La showed a smile.

"Speed ​​up, but don't be too fast. Surround them from both sides. The remaining exit is their death path."

Although he didn't understand the phrase "surround three and one lacks one", Zhumala understood that if the prey was given a chance of survival, the dying and struggling beast would often cause relatively large losses.

In less than half an hour, [-]% of Suqian City was occupied by Zhu Mala.

But what is more regrettable is that the Ming army is worthy of being a mouse, and it ran so fast that it left Suqian City in the blink of an eye.

"Zhang Jing, shall we still chase?"

Recapturing the city so easily made the morale of the Eight Banners high, and the Ming army was defeated as always, which made them extremely happy.

"Chasing, why not chasing!"

Zhuma La squinted her eyes, and said decisively: "There are still few people with ants attacking the city. Besides, we can't let the brothers do the demolition of the city. Take down this group of Ming troops completely, and cut off the rat's tail."

"Shuyang City must also be captured."

So, after resting for half an hour, the Eight Banners jumped out and followed the footsteps to the east.

However, this group of Ming soldiers shot quickly, and their footprints were covered, and they disappeared after a while.

This is really annoying.

However, Zhuma La is not afraid:
"How could two legs outrun four? Before they could react, head east—"

"Go to Shuyang, that's their lair."

So, he continued to run for dozens of miles, preparing to search the house overnight, but was caught off guard.

It was not until dawn that Shuyang City appeared in front of everyone.

Looking up, a few idle soldiers were yawning, and some pedestrians were walking slowly, what a leisurely small town.

"Zhang Xian predicts everything like a god!"

"Hahaha, kill this Han man—"

After being told one after another, Zhumala's confidence doubled, and he easily broke through into the city with his soldiers and horses.

(End of this chapter)