Chongzhen Daming: Starting from Coal Mountain

Chapter 539 Hunhe Great Victory
"Agou, put the military flag on the nest cart!"

Lu Xiangtong pointed to the towering nest cart in Jiannu's camp.

"Yes." The flag bearer Yu Agou suddenly agreed, and then carried the flag and rushed to the car for building slave nests.

However, at this time, the hollow phalanx of the 4th Infantry Brigade was still some distance away from the nest carts of Jiannu's main formation, and dozens of white armored soldiers with white flags were still wandering a hundred paces away.

Obviously, these white armor soldiers are still unwilling.

They are still fantasizing about fighting back and snatching away their own emperor's banner.

Therefore, seeing Yu Agou carrying the military flag out of battle, several Ba Yala turned back immediately.

The leading Ba Yala drew an arrow at Yu Agou with his big bow. At this time, there were seventy steps between the two sides, but the arrow still hit Yu Agou's heart accurately.

Yu Agou's right leg went limp immediately, and he knelt down on the ground.

But even so, Yu Agou still raised the banner vigorously.

After receiving the flag, Xu Wuniu galloped onto the slave nest cart.

It's too difficult, it's not easy. It's really not easy to walk from the coal mountain to today.

Fan Wencheng, Ning Wan and I immediately lost ground.

Looking at the sun and moon flag bathed in the sun,

"Congratulations." Xu Yingwei stretched out his right hand, clenched Zheng Sen tightly, and then embraced vigorously.

At this time, the entire North Sea has been frozen, so the courier can directly step on the ice linden to cross the North Sea, and within a day and night, the news can be delivered to the opposite side of the Terengganu Prefecture, and then the courier from the Terengganu Prefecture will expedite it for [-] miles. To Nanjing, it only takes two days and nights at most to send it to the city of Nanjing.

Waving his fist vigorously, Xu Yingwei yelled again sharply: "Come here, report the victory to Gaizhou Guard immediately. On October 20, 25000th year of Chongzhen, I had more than 5000 Daming soldiers and 10 Korean troops, and [-] Jiannu cavalry." The step army encountered on the east bank of the Hun River near Haizhouwei, after a day and night of fierce fighting, Jiannu was defeated, and more than [-] corpses were abandoned!"

After this battle, Da Ming will switch to a real strategic counter-offensive, instead of the small-scale counter-offensive on the local battlefield before. From now on, Jian Nu will be beaten.

These ten or so scout cavalry are all sharpshooters, and they hold Type [-] rifles in their hands.

Hong Chengchou, Fan Wencheng, Ning Wan, I, and Hou Fangyu also turned their heads and looked at the Sun and Moon Flag fixedly, all showing extremely complicated expressions.

Xu Wuniu grabbed the brocade flag and swung it violently, and the huge flag immediately stretched out against the wind.

Listening to the tsunami-like cheers of the soldiers of the Ming army,
An unspeakable sadness and resentment grew from the bottom of Dorgon's heart.

"Old servant complies with the order." Wang Chengen turned around and hurried down the tower.

Xu Yingwei let out a sigh of relief, this time he really won.

"Long live Daming!"

"Unfortunately, the cavalry did not come to Liaodong."

Gaizhouwei, on top of the north gate.

"Brother Damu, please be content." Xu Yingwei waved his hand and said.

However, from this moment on, the sky of Daming will be bright, and the road ahead will be smooth.

Because of standing on the top of the city for too long, Chongzhen's lips were frozen purple.

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"Brother Zhen." Zheng Sen walked up to Xu Yingwei and stood still, "Congratulations."

The Battle of Hunhe ended in a big victory. This result is indeed exciting, but the war between Daming and Jiannu is not over yet, and this battle can only be regarded as a turning point at best.

Still far away, the messenger on horseback started shouting: "Great victory at the Hunhe River! Report, great victory at the Hunhe River! My Ming soldiers defeated Jiannu on the east bank of the Hunhe River and beheaded more than [-] ranks!"

Chongzhen was tightly wrapped in a cloak, standing motionless on the top of the city and looking north.

"If you win, you win after all." Chongzhen murmured, and his hanging heart finally fell to the ground.

"It should be!" Chongzhen nodded, but his heart arose.

Soon, a dozen messengers left Gaizhouwei stepping on the linden ice.

Then inexplicably, Chongzhen's eye sockets became wet, and he felt a strong urge to cry.

While shouting, he also shed tears of excitement.

Wang Chengen persuaded with some heartache: "Long live, you have been guarding the city for nearly a day and night. Even the iron man can't stand it. Go back to the barracks to warm up. There are old slaves guarding here. Now, if there is any news from Haizhou Wei, the old slave will definitely report it as soon as possible."

But even if he died, Yu Agou still maintained the posture of holding the flag.

Stretching out his hand to check his breath, he found that Yu Agou had already swallowed his breath.

Although the results of the battle have not yet been counted, the beheading of level [-] is only a lot more.

At this time, a round of red sun jumped out of the clouds, pouring orange-red light on the flag's surface, which immediately made the sun and moon patterns embroidered on the flag's surface extraordinarily shining.

"Someone is coming!" Lu Jiude on the other side immediately called out, "Long Live Lord, it should be a messenger, and it should be the result of the battle at Haizhou Guard!"

There were still more than 100 steps away, and the scout cavalry of the Ming army opened fire first, and the Ba Yala soldiers who turned back were shot and fell to the ground one after another. After a few twitches, there was no more movement.

"But today, the myth of the Jurchens being invincible in field battles has finally been broken by us!"

The Battle of Hunhe was the Battle of Stalingrad in World War II.

"And our Ming Dynasty doesn't have many cavalry."

Looking at the Mongolian cavalry retreating like a storm, Zheng Sen felt a little unwilling.

A dozen messengers left on the ice, but Chongzhen had already regained his composure.

Before the words were finished, a vague black shadow suddenly appeared on the northern snowfield.

"If our Ming Dynasty can also have such a huge cavalry, this time we can wipe out all the [-] Jian slaves on the Liaohe Plain, instead of just fighting a rout."

Once Jiannu loses the advantage of being invincible in field battles, Daming will be able to rely on its national strength to form a crush.

"The sun, moon, mountains and rivers will always exist!"

"Brother, hand over the flag to me, and I'll put it on the Jiannu nest car for you!" Xu Wuniu muttered silently, and when he stretched out his hand to pick up the military flag, he easily took it over.

"That's right, it's me." Zheng Sen laughed dumbly. "In this battle of Liaodong, our army was able to win more with less and defeat Jiannu in the field. It is already an unprecedented victory."

This is the mission of a standard-bearer, and also the pride of a standard-bearer. People can die, but the flag cannot fall!
Xu Wuniu stretched out his hand to pick up the military flag, but found that Yu Agou's ten fingers were clenched tightly, but he was still motionless.

"Master!" Cao Eryu hurriedly dismounted from the horse, and rushed forward to help Dorgon up. In just a moment, Dorgon's face turned golden and he was completely unconscious.

"Xu Gejian, our family congratulates you too." Gao Qiqian wiped away his tears, and also stepped forward to hug Xu Yingwei, and then hugged Zheng Sen. Zheng Sen smelled a faint smell of urine.

Xu Wuniu mobilized his horse and came to Yu Agou.

The next moment, cheers like a mountain roar and a tsunami sounded on the battlefield.

However, Chongzhen still controlled the surging emotions after all, and told Wang Chengen: "Wang Daban, immediately send a messenger to Nanjing to report the victory, and tell Mr. Lu Ge that the news of the Hunhe victory must be announced to the world as quickly as possible. Let the officials, gentry and common people all over the world know this news as soon as possible!"

At this moment, Chongzhen really wanted to cry out loudly, to commemorate the suffering and hardships of the past few years.

Even though the battle has been deduced many times before the start of the battle, and even though the odds of winning this battle are quite high, anything can happen before the final result. The charm of war lies in the unpredictability of the outcome.

Only Hong Chengchou shouted: "General He Luohui, quickly withdraw the cavalry of the Eight Banners Mongolia and Horqin Mongolia, and then order the army to retreat another fifty miles, and temporarily station at Xining Fort in the west of the Liaohe River. Quick!"

Lu Jiude also jumped up excitedly, and shouted sharply: "Long live, we have won, we have won, my Da Ming soldier finally defeated Jiannu in the field battle, my Da Ming soldier finally defeated Jiannu in the field battle Jian slave!"

Seeing this, Lu Xiangtong immediately ordered the scout cavalry who had shrunk in the hollow phalanx to go forward to hunt and kill Jiannu's white armored soldiers, and more than ten scout cavalry rode out immediately.

Dozens of cavalry messengers flew away immediately.

"I hate it, I hate it so much!" Dorgon lost control of his emotions, "Hate hate hate hate hate hate!"

The accompanying Eight Banners generals also didn't know what to do.

After yelling seven words of hatred, Dorgon's face suddenly turned pale, and then he fell headfirst from the horse's back.

Whether it was the soldiers of the Ming army who attacked, or the soldiers of the Ming army or the Korean servants who stayed in the main formation of the Chinese army, they all let out huge cheers with forgetfulness, almost shouting out of their throats!

In just a moment, Daming's sun and moon flag was planted on Jiannu's nest cart.

He Luohui woke up like a dream, and hurriedly gave orders.

In this battle, it is a great victory, a great victory in Hunhe!

When Dorgon looked back in the middle of the retreat, he saw the sun and moon flag fluttering on the roof of the nest cart at a glance.

"No." Chongzhen waved his hand and said, "Whether you win or lose the Battle of Hunhe, I must be the first to know the news, Wang Daban, you don't have to..."

"Great victory at Hunhe! Long live, great victory, we won!" Wang Chengen cried with joy.

After a pause, he sighed again: "It has been 30 years since the old slave raised his troops with the Seven Great Hatreds. In the past 30 years, I, Ming, have never won Jiannu in a field battle, not even once, so that Jiannu actually yelled out the crazy words of "Jurchen is not satisfied with ten thousand, and ten thousand is invincible"."

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Even Gao Qiqian cheered with a shrill voice.

Looking at ancient and modern China and foreign countries, how many wars have capsized in the gutter?
Soon, the blurred shadow became clear, and it was indeed a messenger.

"The Holy Majesty said that you can't chew too much, and you can't become fat if you eat in one bite."

The huge cheers also alarmed Dorgon.

"Long live!"

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"Oh, by the way, I will also inform Wang Ding and North Korea."

Smiling, Chongzhen said again: "After all, the Korean army also participated in this Hunhe battle and made great contributions. After reporting the victory, I would like to express my gratitude to the Korean monarchs, ministers and people."

"Yes." Lu Jiude also excitedly rushed down the tower.

Soon, several messengers rode out of the city and galloped away.

(End of this chapter)