Ming Zuo

Home is close at hand, but Badali can't go back.

In front of him, there were tens of thousands of National Defense Army infantry phalanxes layered on top of each other, with guns and cannons like a forest, and it was definitely not something he, the thousands of defeated soldiers, could penetrate.

As long as he dared to attack, no one left would be wiped out in front of the formation.

He wanted to escape, but it was impossible.

The third cavalry division formed a fan-shaped array, which blocked all directions.

Forced to have no choice but to lead the remaining soldiers and horses back to a nearby hillside, Badali was besieged by the National Defense Corps.

"Report, the friendly army on the opposite side is under the command of the Northern Strategic Group, led by Commander Hong himself."

The third cavalry division was quite surprised by the appearance of friendly troops in the north. Pan Zhengyang hurriedly sent scouts to make contact.

When they learned that Hong Qi had come, Pan Zhengyang and the others were very happy, and immediately rode to meet him.

"Boss Hong, I haven't seen you for many years. Thanks to you, Badali was blocked."

Meeting teachers is always a joy.

In particular, the Liaodong strategic cluster and the northern strategic cluster were originally separated by thousands of miles, but now they can meet together, which is enough to show that the war is going smoothly.

Hong Qi grabbed Pan Zhengyang's hand and looked at it with a smile, but then he blew his beard and stared.

"Boss? Am I very old?"

Pan Zhengyang quickly changed his mind.

"You are not old, how can you be old? You look like our brothers."

In fact, Hong Qicai will be about 40 years old, and he is in the prime of life among the generals, so he is really not old.

After the exchange of pleasantries between the two sides, Hong Qi was very concerned about the battle situation.

"How is the fight with Deputy Commander Lou? Where is the battlefield?"

Pan Zhengyang hurriedly made a report.

Hong Qi was extremely sorry to hear that the main battlefield was on the Xilamulun River four hundred miles away.

"It's a pity that I can't help the old man."

He, Lou Fu and the others all came out of fighting side by side together in the Houying back then. Today, each side has thousands of troops under its command, but there are not many opportunities to meet each other.

Four hundred miles away, with the infantry in his hands rushing over at this time, the battle was already over.

"Boss, what should I do with Badalie in front of me?"

Hong Qinai was an admiral with a high status, so Pan Zhengyang handed over the command to him.

How to deal with the Horqin right wing is not only a military issue, but also involves politics, so Hong Qi can grasp it better.

Sure enough, Hong Qi didn't focus on how to fight.

"Badali has great influence in Monan Mongolia. If Horqin's right wing can be dealt with properly, it will be of great benefit to the long-term stability of Monan Mongolia."

Pan Zhengyang knows the elegant meaning when he hears the stringed songs.

"You mean...persuading Badali to surrender?"

Hong Qi smiled proudly, pointing to the ambush in front of him.

"Aside from surrendering, does he have any other options?"

Wanyan Zhengbo immediately said: "If we want to force Badari to surrender, there is a suitable candidate. In the previous battle, we captured his second son, Dorji Selen."

Dolji Selen was sent by Badalley to block the rear, but under the combined attack of the Dragoons and Light Cavalry, the entire army was finally wiped out.

He himself was cut off from his horse with a knife, but fortunately he was not seriously injured and became a prisoner.

When he was brought up at this time, he was short of breath when he saw the generals gathered by the National Defense Forces.

Hong Qi pointed to the hillside in the distance.

"Your father, Badali, is now trapped above, and all of you from the Horqin right wing are in the hands of our army. The fate of the future depends entirely on your father's thoughts. You go to see your relatives first, and then go to Ask your father what he thinks. Tell Badalee, if you don't want to be wiped out, put down your weapons and surrender."

Dolji Sereng agreed nonchalantly, without integrity at all.

He was first taken to a prisoner of war camp.

Here, the old, young, women and children of Horqin's right wing have all been taken care of.

But seeing that his relatives were safe and unharmed, Dolji Seleng was really relieved.

"Being alive is of course the best. Tell your father to think more about your clansmen."

Although Princess Tanzhe is the adopted granddaughter of Nurhachi, she has been married to Horqin for many years, and with a full house of children and grandchildren, she naturally has to think about herself.

Her words are powerful.

After all, she is Auba's wife, and her attitude also represents the choice of Horqin's right wing.

After getting the exact attitude from his relatives, Dolji Selen didn't dare to delay, and was going to go to Badali immediately.

When I came out, I saw people from Horqin's right wing scattered around in the huge prisoner-of-war camp.

They were not tied up, and there were no soldiers guarding them.But these tribesmen are all very stable, and their honest appearance makes Dolji Selen feel a little strange.

When did the proud Mongols turn into meek lambs?

He didn't know at all that when the National Defense Forces rushed into the garrison, the ferocious appearance had frightened all these Mongols.

Therefore, even if they were not strictly controlled at this time, they did not dare to mess around at all.

The powerful force of the National Defense Forces will be their shadow for the rest of their lives.

Under the release of the National Defense Forces, Dolji Selen climbed the hillside alone.

This place has not been attacked yet, but Badali and others have already collapsed.

Seeing Dolji Sereng running up, Badalie was very anxious.

"Why don't you run away quickly? What are you doing here?"

Dolji Seleng's eyes were full of tears.

"Father, surrender. Otherwise, our Horqin will be wiped out."

He told Badalley about meeting Princess Yuzhe and her relatives.

This surprised the Mongolians trapped on the mountain.

They thought that their relatives had already been killed by the National Defense Forces, but they didn't expect that they were just captured.Not only was he not abused, he was able to live a good life.

"Commander Hong of the Chinese Army asked me to tell you that as long as we put down our weapons and surrender, our lives are guaranteed."

Standing on the hillside, you can see the prisoner-of-war camp from a distance.

Although it was very blurred, Badalie understood that the little black dots there were actually his relatives.

Whether those people live or die, whether he and the people around him live or die, is all in his own mind.

"Based on our relationship with the Qing Dynasty, is the Chinese Army really willing to let us go?"

Dolji Seleng asked bitterly.

"Do we have a choice?"

This sentence silenced everyone.

In fact, the National Defense Forces don't need to persuade the National Defense Forces to surrender at all, and this small hillside can't stop the National Defense Forces' attack at all.

The National Defense Forces can obviously kill them all, and even kill the entire Horqin right wing.

Under such circumstances, persuasion was still carried out.

In addition to not being easy to kill, it must be a big conspiracy.

But for the Horqin right wing, if they can not be destroyed, what more can they hope for?