Ming Zuo

Chapter 182 The Aftermath 【Seeking Monthly Ticket】

Bai Xiaoqi didn't know that the person they shot to death was Amin, he hurriedly shot two rounds of arrows, shot all three people to death, and ran up.

"Hey, Captain, what is this?"

A soldier stepped forward and kicked the corpse.Since you don't understand, then ask Bai Xiaoqi.

Bai Xiaoqi actually didn't understand what the Houjin military uniform was, but it was obvious that this guy in the blue robe with red trim had better armor than the other Tartars.

"Whatever, he should be a high official anyway. Drag it back and let Qianzuo take a look."

The outflanking of the cavalry brigade completely determined the outcome of this battle.

Moreover, the cavalry brigade came from behind, so there was no need to worry about accidental injury. Therefore, one round after another was fired, so that the golden soldiers disappeared quickly.

Just at this time, the battle on the west bank ended, and the first and second battalions also crossed the river and entered the battle.

The hundreds of infantry and cavalry remaining in Houjin were gradually compressed into space, and then stripped away layer by layer, leaving only corpses circle after circle.

When Zuo Menggeng crossed the river, he saw the artillery brigade crying.

"Qianzuo, the team is...the team is gone."

Zuo Menggeng was in a trance, and the corners of his eyes were soaked in an instant. Following the guidance of the soldiers, he came to Li Xiangzhu.

At this moment, Li Xiangzhu had already lost his breath, and was still sitting upright, his eyes glaring at the front, and his mouth seemed to be shouting something.

Jia Yunzhi of the squadron was weeping loudly, telling the story of Li Xiangzhu's sacrifice intermittently.

"Tartar... Tartar rushed up, seeing that he was about to be unable to defend, and the team was in a hurry. He approached with a gun mount and fired. Tartar... the Tartar was blasted down, but the team was shocked to death gone."

Zuo Menggeng squatted in front of Li Xiangzhu, already crying.

This is a scholar!
Because he couldn't survive and fled to Linqing, he has been diligent and diligent since joining the Houying.Li Xiangzhu was in charge of the artillery brigade because he was busy.

He doesn't understand anything, but he never complains, and always works hard and learns silently.

In order to help the whole team practice their artillery skills, he has not had a good night's sleep for a month.

Although there was a mistake in his command when the battle started just now, Li Xiangzhu used his own sacrifice to keep the position and responded to his call with his precious life.

Although Zuo Menggeng thought about it before the war, there will be sacrifices, and many people will sacrifice.But when someone he really knew died in front of him, the grief that pierced his heart was still hard to contain.

A hand stretched out beside him, patted his shoulder, and comforted him with a weak but joyful voice.

"You are the leader of the first army, so crying, what are you doing? We won the battle, and the chestnut team is now under Jiuquan, so we will be happy. Just like you said, we fulfilled our promise and did not let the tartar go. Take revenge for the suffering people."

Zuo Menggeng turned his head, but saw Huang Zongxi lying on the stretcher with one sleeve empty.

"Where's your hand?"

Compared to his panic, Huang Zongxi was very indifferent.

"It's just a broken hand. It's nothing. Let me tell you, I killed seven Tartars with my own hands."

When looking at Li Xiangzhu, Huang Zongxi's eyes were also red.

"Hey, I used to hide in my hometown in Zhejiang, splashing ink, talking about the world's affairs in a logical way. It seems that the world's affairs are so easy, nothing can't be done. Now I understand on the battlefield. In troubled times, it is so difficult to save one's life. difficult."

Zuo Menggeng held his remaining hand, and felt somewhat relieved.

"Yes. So we have to work harder, and don't let kind-hearted people all over the world experience such grief."

Huang Zongxi's face was pale, obviously extremely weak.

"Now I finally believe in your words, we will definitely succeed."

Zuo Menggeng watched Huang Zongxi being carried away for treatment, watched the soldiers gently gather Li Xiangzhu's body, and then looked down the mountain.

The battle is over.

The entire Jurchen army was wiped out, and those who were finally surrounded were all killed in battle.

Perhaps they also understand that falling into the hands of the Ming army may be worse than death.

However, some Han soldiers survived by luck and became prisoners and were escorted over.

Under the moonlight, those who are still alive are very confused.

They... have they won?
Win the invincible Manchurian Eight Banners?

Why does everything seem like a dream, it feels so unreal?

Until they saw that Zuo Menggeng walked up to the hillside, propping up the world like a jade pillar supporting the sky.

"Today, here, under the witness of the Great Wall and the Baizhang Pass, we won! We defeated the invincible Jurchen Eight Banners. We won [-] against [-]. There is no doubt about our victory. We The victory told everyone that there is no invincible enemy in this world, because we are the strongest. This great and rich land does not allow any robbers to be rampant. Today we can defeat the enemy here, and in the future, We can defeat the enemy anywhere. Do you have that confidence?"

There was silence between heaven and earth, and Liu Yiyuan raised his arms and shouted.

"Long live!"

One leg was chopped off, and Mao Yuanyi, who used a musket as a crutch, also shouted.

"Long live!"

Everyone was surrounded by the joy of victory and felt the burst of confidence even more.

"Long live... long live... long live!!!!!!"

The murderous aura soaring into the sky made it difficult for Mingyue to stand up to her, and she hid behind the clouds in fear.

After this battle, the rear battalion finally got rid of its immature appearance and began to step into the ranks of a strong army.

After a great battle, after the battle of blood and fire, life and death, and after fully enjoying the joy of victory and the emotion of surviving a thousand deaths, what remains is only deep exhaustion.

That night, the entire army only carefully collected the remains of their comrades-in-arms, and then held a cremation ceremony.

The weather was so hot that their remains could not be brought back to Linqing, but their ashes had to be handed over to their relatives.

It was not until the next morning, after the rest, that the whole army began to clean up the battlefield and count the results of the battle.

"Qianza, look, what kind of official is this?"

Bai Xiaoqi and others dragged the corpse over, Zuo Menggeng looked at it, but didn't dare to confirm it.After thinking about it, someone called the prisoner over.

"Will you know who this is?"

A few captives leaned forward in fear, took a look with fear, and immediately collapsed on the ground in fright.

"This is Big... Big... Big Baylor."

Bai Xiaoqi was confused when he heard this, and kicked him immediately.

"Grandma, tell me clearly, what is Big Baylor?"

But Zuo Menggeng laughed loudly and kept patting Bai Xiaoqi's shoulder.

"Okay, Bai Xiaoqi, you're not only smart, you're also lucky. Do you know who this is?"

Even though he was asking Bai Xiaoqi, Zuo Menggeng was also very excited and couldn't help but lean over to observe it.

Bai Xiaoqi became even more itchy.

"Oh, Qianza, just say it, I don't know what kind of cat or dog it is?"

Zuo Menggeng was in a good mood, pointing to the dead body on the ground, he said: "This is not a cat or a dog, but Dazi Dabeile and Huang Taiji's brother Amin. Including Huang Taiji, there are only four Dabelors in total, and now you Killed one."

"Oh, doesn't that mean that I killed the general who led this group of Tartars?"

Bai Xiaoqi was dizzy, grinning foolishly.

Killing Amin is an absolute feat.

The whole army worked together until the afternoon before finally clearing up the results of the battle.

In this campaign, a total of [-] people from various tribes of Houjin and Mongolia were eliminated.Below Amin, Turge, Chakara, Namutai, Kurchan, Baige, Bao Chengxian, and Gao Hongzhong were all beheaded.

Only Tang Gudai ran away with thirty people, got into the vast mountain, and disappeared.

Whether this is good for Houying or Da Ming, it is definitely a big victory enough to shake the world.

From October last year to the present, for more than half a year, the Ming army has not seen a well-known general of Houjin beheaded, not even a Han general.

Huang Zongxi was injured and was bedridden. Liu Yiyuan temporarily took over his position as the Military Affairs Department. He was busy counting the results of the battle, and asked excitedly, "Shall we report it now?"

Zuo Menggeng had already thought about it, and shook his head to veto it.

"Wait a day, and tomorrow we will send someone to Qian'an to report to Lord Ruogu. Today and tomorrow, we will forge the battlefield."

The rear battalion is dignified to use field battles to eliminate more than [-] post-gold troops.

Although this is the result of everyone's desperate efforts, if Ming Ting sees the actual situation, the secret of the rear camp will not be hidden.

The only way, of course, is to fake the battlefield into a siege battle in two days.

The Tartars rushed out of the pass and desperately attacked the city. Relying on the pass of Qingshui Pass, the rear camp stubbornly blocked Houjin's attack.Find the right opportunity at the last moment and go out to fight in the city, which is why we achieved such a great result.

Only in this way can the number and combat effectiveness of the rear battalion be hidden, as well as the overly advanced weapons.

Only with Hou Xun's cover can he escape the eyes and ears of interested people.

(End of this chapter)