Ming Zuo

When the will collapses, no matter how powerful the army is, it can only be destroyed.

Dorgon launched a desperate charge.

Dorgon fell with the Qing dynasty.

On the battlefield, countless people saw this scene.

The impact brought by this scene is unparalleled.

Even the regent of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, who was so powerful in the world, fell under the guns of the National Defense Forces. How can we win?
The Qing army all lost their fighting spirit.

Everyone turned around and ran away.

Even though I don't know where to run, even though I don't know what the meaning of running is, I just want to run.

Run as far as possible, away from this terrible battlefield.

The fate of the Qing Dynasty?
The prestige of the Eight Banners?
Full of glory?

Gone!

It's gone!

Now they can't care about anything.

escape!
I just want to escape!
Don't even know what to run away for.

It was the army on the opposite side that gave them a terrible blow.

At this point in the battle, the outcome has been divided.

The resounding charge horn resounded across the battlefield, and the original rigorous and steady formation of the National Defense Forces suddenly dispersed, and all the officers and soldiers burst into fanaticism.

It is advisable to chase the poor with the courage of the left, but not to be the overlord.

Today is the curtain of the withdrawal of the Qing Dynasty from the stage of history!

The Wehrmacht no longer needed to maintain formations or think about fighting.

The rest is to pursue the remnants of the enemy to the ends of the earth.

On the battlefield on the left wing, Manzhu Xili struggled several times, but failed to stand up from the ground.

His steed fell aside, almost bathing him in the stench of horse blood.

One of his legs was broken, and he nearly fainted from the pain.

Accompanied by the guards, Wang Yan came up, soaked in blood, like a demon.

The saber shone as cold as the Styx, and it pointed at Manzhu Xili's nose.

"I am willing to surrender, I am willing to surrender, don't kill me!"

Wang Yan lifted his visor and looked at him coldly.

"Gather your soldiers, it's best not to have other thoughts."

Manzhu Xili cold sweat like a waterfall, kowtow like pounding garlic.

The owner of the Horqin Left Middle Banner, King Zaksadoro Baturu, behaved the same as before.

Timid as a mouse, humble and cowardly.

Willing to do anything to survive.

The Qing army completely let go of the sheep, and spread their legs just to run faster than others.

Their only direction is the West.

That's where they came from.

Although running to the west will make you farther and farther away from your hometown, the Qing army can no longer care about it.

Survival became their instinctive choice.

Numerous national defense forces joined the pursuit sequence.

Tens of thousands of people trampled the grassland into flat ground.

Dorgon's body fell on the battlefield.

His armor could no longer see the bright and dazzling brilliance, and the soldiers of the Wehrmacht did not pay attention to him.

Countless footsteps passed over his corpse, until he could no longer see his appearance in the end.

How beautiful he was in life, how miserable he was after defeat.

The way the Qing army fled was destined to be covered with blood.

Just after running for less than [-] miles, a powerful cavalry suddenly came in from the north.

The rushing cavalry was completely unreasonable, wantonly interspersed and divided in the Qing army formation.As the horse team passed by, the corpses of the Qing army fell to the ground.

The Third Cavalry Division, which had dealt with Horqin's right wing, returned to join the battlefield.

The princes and aristocrats of Horqin's right wing, such as Badali, followed Pan Zhengyang and others in fear, watching the one-sided battlefield, and they were so grateful.

Fortunately surrendered, otherwise...

With the addition of cavalry, the defeat of the Qing army was even more difficult.

How can the two legs of infantry run better than cavalry?
Even compared with the infantry of the National Defense Forces, the Qing army could not run.

The fleeing Qing army was eaten up bit by bit, and the number decreased rapidly. If there were no accidents, they would all die on the flat grassland.

However, just as they were about to pass through the gap between the two mountains, there was actually a large group of rout soldiers running from the Xilin Gol Grassland.

The two sides collided, the same frightened bird.

The two sides didn't even have time to ask what happened, they could only turn their heads together and ran to the nearby mountain.

In the western sky, the cavalry of the brigade came like a tide, and together with the pursuers from the east, they completely surrounded the remnants of the Qing and Mongolian coalition forces.

"Haha, it turned out to be Master Zuo. Your movements are really fast!"

When all the ministries gathered, Lou Fu held Zuo Shi's arm and laughed heartily.

The same is true for Zuo Shi.

"Congratulations, after this big victory, Liaodong and the Grasslands are considered to be a sure thing."

After the Central Strategic Group captured Hebei, Wang Yan's First Cavalry Division conquered Shanhaiguan and rushed to the Xilamulun River battlefield along the Liaoxi Corridor.

After Zuo Shi's Second Cavalry Division took over the defense lines of the Great Wall such as Xifengkou and Da'ankou, they did not station there, but plunged into the Mongolian grassland.

Zuo Menggeng used his troops, and he always used his full strength when fighting a lion against a rabbit.

Even if he knew that Lou Fu's troops were superior, he still had to be foolproof.

Zuo Shi led the Second Cavalry Division into the grassland, and within three months, swept across Harqin and Eastern Mongolia without any single enemy.

Just before the decisive battle between Lou Fu and Dorgon, he led his troops to appear next to the garrison of Horqin's left wing.

Today's Horqin Left Wing and other Mongolian tribes have all been taken to the Xilamulun River by Dorgon, leaving only the old, young, women and children.

Facing the second cavalry division fully loaded, how can they resist it?
The second cavalry division was swept away by the storm, and the tiger entered the flock, directly destroying Horqin's old nest on the left wing.

Bumbutai and others could only protect Shunzhi and flee eastward in panic, hoping to join Dorgon.

As a result, the two defeated soldiers are now surrounded on the mountain.

Shrinking on the Huanggang beams, looking down the mountain, the National Defense Forces are boundless, far beyond the grasslands, making the remaining Manchu and Mongolian people all cry.

They knew there was no way out.

"Mother, are we going to die?"

Shunzhi huddled in Bumbutai's arms, watching in horror as the National Defense Forces gradually tightened the encirclement, without the majesty of an emperor.

Even today, he doesn't know what it's like to be an emperor.

Unlike him, Bumbutai burst into tears and asked the sky silently.

The Qing Dynasty died.

So what is the fate of these surviving people?
Her son is the emperor, if it falls into the hands of the Han people, it will be extremely miserable.

But if she wanted to kill her child with her own hands, as a mother, how could she do it?

Looking around, there are only some girls left in the high-level Manmeng.

None of the men who could call the shots came back.

Just now she had asked the defeated soldiers who had fled back from the east, and she also knew that Dorgon had died in battle.

Even Dorgon is dead, who can protect their orphans and widows?
If the National Defense Forces were to kill, wouldn't the Manchus and Horqins be extinct?

"Someone came up."

I don't know who made a cry, which made Bumbutai wake up from his grief.

At the foot of the mountain, I saw two Mongolians holding white flags and walking up step by step.

When the distance was a little closer, she finally recognized it.

One is his younger brother Manzhu Xili, and the other is Badali, the right-wing leader.

In Bumbutai's dark heart, a little light suddenly appeared.