Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 442 The Red Eyed Gambler

Compared with the peace of the begging army with a faint joy of victory, the slave camp is really gloomy and gloomy.

Dorgon was like a mountain eagle, sitting sullenly on a big tiger-skin mattress with one leg arched. That one was quite handsome, enough to match the face of the male number one in later generations, with a blue vein on his forehead. His eyes were beating like those of Hellfire Baron, beating with palpitating flames, looking down leisurely.

Several Hanchens, such as Fan Wencheng, Bao Chengxian, etc., trembled like little chickens. Although there was roast lamb and fine wine in front of them, they wanted to bury their faces in the wine bowl, and even got into the wine directly. In the jar, among the people, except for a few Zhengbai flag generals who are mourning, the remaining Zhenghong, Zhenglan and other flags are more or less gloating.

Today, the slaves brought out by each family are almost dead, and there are only [-] left in the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty. Even the full Tiger Gun Battalion, Vanguard Battalion, and Infantry Battalion suffered heavy casualties, and the Jianzhou nation died in battle. No less than [-], this is almost the second worst defeat since the war between Hou Jin and Ming Dynasty.

Now Jiannu has entered the customs four times, even if he was defeated by Guanning's iron cavalry once, not so many people died. The three Dorgon brothers are very arrogant in the court, especially Azig and Duoduo, both Master who likes to cause trouble, some people have long disliked them. When he returns this time, Huang Taiji probably will have to take the two of them and slash their white flags twice.

"Baylor, this Ming army, in my opinion, let's not fight! The big guys entered the customs to make a fortune, to get something for our old and young men in the old forest, not to die here!"

The one who spoke was Zhenghongqi Jiala Duoluo, the grandson of Daishan. If he really wanted to talk about his seniority, he even called Dorgon an uncle, but the strange tone clearly did not put Dorgon as an uncle. In his eyes, there was quite a provocative taste, as if Dorgon would definitely be punished and imprisoned when he went back this time.

This really caused a stream of cold water to be poured on the hot oil. With a loud bang, Dorgon kicked the case in front of him and flew out. Like a leopard, Dorgon roared with red eyes: "You can't retreat! I, the Qing Dynasty, have never suffered such a loss. The blood of our nation cannot be shed in vain!"

"Dorgon, you also know that the blood of the nation cannot be shed in vain! Then how did you fight? From Jiazhuang to Guangzong, the lives of nearly [-] children from Jianzhou have been in your hands. Lanqi already has four bull records in your hands! If you continue to fight, do you still have the face to go back to see the young and old in Shengjing?"

Ye Bushu also stood up. He was Huang Taiji's fourth son. After Mang Gurtai's treason was exposed, Huang Taiji took the opportunity to annex Zhenglan Banner. But Huang Taiji didn't have any tolerance for others at all, he was the most selfish, the loss of six to 700 people in four cattle records, he was trembling with distress for a long time.

"Lord Baylor, retreat!!!"

Seeing that Dorgon's attitude aroused public outrage, Fan Wencheng couldn't help but stand up and fisted Dorgon tremblingly.

In fact, Dorgon also knew in his heart that the confrontation with this group of Ming troops has only broken the skin a little, but he has already been injured. After all, he is on the territory of Ming Dynasty, not to mention that he is alone and has no logistics and food roads, all relying on looting, Song Qingshu can afford to delay it for two months, but he can't afford it.

In particular, it is not that the Ming Dynasty has no soldiers, and the nearest one is the Liaodong army that has been fighting with the Houjin for many years. The reason why Gao Qiqian stayed honest was that he was completely intimidated by the might of the Qing army. Maybe the vicious dog will rush over to grab some credit, and if he bites twice, it will be even harder to get away!
But the truth is like this, whether he can accept the ceremony is another matter. For so many years, he, Dorgon, has worked hard in the Eight Banners, risking being imprisoned behind Huang Taiji's back, and running his own business with consequences that are more painful than death. Isn't the purpose of the small forces to get back everything that was snatched by Huang Taiji back then?If this goes back like this, how can Dorgon be reconciled to the waste of years of hard work?
But just as he was gritting his teeth, his eyes were red like a gambler who had lost everything, and he was struggling violently, outside the camp gate, the sound of the roaring red cannons suddenly sounded like winter thunder. There was a violent sound on the ground.

In the past, the Ming army was scared of being beaten, but this time, Jiannu was also scared of being beaten. The complexions of Duo Luo, Ye Busu, Chu Ke and other noble clans of Jianzhou all turned pale in an instant. Bushu also screamed in panic like a neurotic.

"The Ming army is here to steal the camp, everyone run!"

"What are you panicking about?" At this moment, Dorgon was the calmest, and stopped Ye Busu in one gulp, looking around angrily.

"Ming Gouzi is relying on their weird fortress. If we pull it out to fight in the field, we Baishan Heishui athletes will be afraid of the group of coated slaves who farm the land! Order the guard barracks to go out of the camp, the Xiaoqi camp and the Jianrui camp put on armor and horses, let's go out have a look!"

Seeing Dorgon striding out the door, the distraught Jianzhou nobles just calmed down and followed them out.

This time the accident happened, but it was actually Qihuojun himself, who followed Dorgon to board the cart, and everyone saw that in Guangzong's camp, a fire was more than ten meters high, dyeing half of the sky red, and The Hongyi cannons on the bastion, which made Jiannu fearful, turned around and bombarded the much wider Zhangshui tributary. By the light of the fire, hundreds of cavalry could be faintly seen fleeing frantically.

"Baylor, do you want to send someone to meet him?"

Fan Wencheng couldn't help asking in shock, Dorgon immediately shook his head violently.

"No, who knows if it's Ming Gouzi's trick!"

"Pass my order, the army is in armor and ready to fight, don't move rashly!"

Under the anxious gaze of the Qing army, the cavalry was hit by shells four or five times, dozens of people were blown to pieces, and then they went around the ice under the bite of the Ming army cavalry. In the end, the Ming army behind them was obviously not reconciled, but they didn't dare to break into the attacking range of the Jiannu army, so they could only pick up the firecrackers on the horse, and aim at the back with all their might. Shooting on the ground, more than a dozen people were shot off their horses, screaming and rolling all over the ground. Finally, the remaining 20 people ran back to the camp in a state of embarrassment, and the strong man in the lead screamed with all his strength in Manchu.

"I, Guerjia Oboi, don't shoot arrows, open the door quickly!"

Hearing this shout, Ye Bushu's eyes lit up. Not to mention Oboi's bravery, his family is the most loyal to Huang Taiji!His return is definitely a great harvest for the two yellow flags!
But Dorgon was obviously reluctant, and hesitated for a moment before waving hesitantly. In front of the battle, the Jianrui Camp, which was eyeing a tiger, took back the fully drawn Liaodong bow, and the gate opened, and the remaining 20 people could come It's coming in.

"Oh, Oboi, you've come back, I'll tell you, you're a yellow man, you can't die!"

Ye Bushu was the first to go up to him personally, and eagerly grabbed Aobai's sleeve, but afterward, Dorgon followed suspiciously, sized up one eye that was swollen like a light bulb, Aobai who still had many wounds on his body asked sharply.

"Oboi, how did you come back?"

"You have to ask, you escaped! You don't suspect that Oboi has taken refuge with Ming Gouzi, right?" Ye Busu, who looks like the second young master in the capital city, immediately reprimanded with displeasure on his face. Dorgon choked when he heard it.

The Qing Dynasty was at its peak, and there really was no precedent for people from the Eight Banners to join the Ming army!Such doubts are tantamount to breaking the skin with the Guarjia family.

But this time, Oboi was not rebellious. Instead, he knelt down and replied respectfully: "Go back to Lord Baylor, Ming Gouzi locked us behind the camp and planned to take us to the capital to ask for credit from Emperor Ming Gou. The defense is weak, they underestimated me Oboi too much, I strangled the guard to death with shackles, and escaped with the big guy!"

"Dog~ Japan's Ming Gouzi, you even fired a cannon to beat me!"

When he said these words, Aobai, who was careless and careless, obviously had a guilty look. Fortunately, he was kneeling, and Dorgon's attention was suddenly attracted by his shooting me, and he raised his head and looked at me. The fire that hadn't been extinguished yet, ambition suddenly blazed in his eagle-like eyes. After watching for a few minutes, Dorgon suddenly turned his head and shouted at Bao Chengxian.

"Come on! Bring out the cannons. I'll shoot six of them at Minggouzi Tushan, and throw the remaining two on the river!"

"tie!"

The gunners were still the remnants of the Eight Banners of Han Dynasty. In order to avoid the artillery fire of the begging army, the big camp was set up five miles away from the Guangzong barracks. Putting lead bullets into the muzzle, the gunners of the Eight Banners of Han Dynasty lit the match regardless of the angle of elevation, and immediately turned and ran, covering their ears.

Bang, eight fire snakes spewed out one after another, but the effect was not good. Only one shell hit the Qihuo Juntu Mountain, but four of them hit too far, flew past the Ming army camp, and landed on the ground. on the ice.

At this time, the cavalry of the Qihuo army had already retreated, and a dozen of Ba Yala's personal soldiers rushed out. After a long time, they came back panting, knelt under the cart, and reported loudly.

"Returning to the master, apart from a dozen or so dents on the ice surface, the cannonballs were embedded in it, and it didn't shatter. Looking at the situation, it was frozen for at least two or three feet, so explain it harshly!"

A burst of burning surprise completely bloomed on Dorgon's face, looking viciously at the Ming army camp opposite, Dorgon sneered murderously.

"Ming Gouzi, you will definitely die!"

(End of this chapter)