Griffin Commander in the Late Ming Dynasty

Seven days later, the volunteers attacked Guangning Qiantunwei, and the Qing army retreated without a fight. The volunteers recovered a hundred miles of land outside the Great Wall without losing a single soldier.

The volunteers then pursued the victory and successively captured Gaotaibao, Ningyuan, Tashan, Daxingbao, Xingshan and Songshan. The troops advanced all the way to Xiaoling River on the south bank of Jinzhou, pushing the entire battlefield northward by 400 miles.

In Jinzhou City, Huang Taiji lay on his bed, and from time to time he would reach out and gently rub his bald forehead. His headache was getting worse and worse. Every time it attacked, his head was splitting. The problem was that he couldn't find a Hua Tuo now. Even if he found one, he would not dare to treat him if the other party told him that he needed to chop off his skull with a sharp axe.

The princes and ministers around were all worried. The emperor was the leader of the revival of the country. Nothing could go wrong at this critical juncture, otherwise everyone would be left in a state of panic.

A eunuch handed over a memorial, and Huang Taiji took it. After reading it carefully, his expression became much more relaxed. He said, "Lai Mubu is great. When the war is over, I will confer him the title of Heshuo Prince!"

"Your Majesty!"

Many officials cried with joy. Hong Chengchou also breathed a sigh of relief. This was really a timely help. Mongolia! It was him again! The Mongolians' action was so timely!

It was not until this time that Huang Taiji realized that Hong Chengchou was indeed a rare and capable person. If he had listened to him earlier, the Qing Dynasty would not have suffered so many casualties and been chased for more than 400 miles.

Huang Taiji said to the Eight Banners generals: "The Tianwu Army's artillery is too powerful, especially the mushroom cloud, which is really hard to defend against. And their artillery can shoot so far, how should we deal with it?"

No one in the Eight Banners could answer. Ning Wanwo, the Grand Secretary of the Inner Court, and others were also confused. They knew almost nothing about deploying troops and formations and could not do it at all. I, Baiyin, ask you, why can't I do it?

Hong Chengchou thought for a moment and said, "Withdraw from Xiaoling River and rely on the defense of Jinzhou City and the surrounding villages and forts to defend against their artillery."

Ebilun grinned and said, "Can we defend against their mushroom clouds by hiding in the city and the village?" As a lucky man who had seen the effects of the fuel-air bomb from a distance, he had been completely frightened by the power of that terrible weapon.

"Yeah, it's impossible to prevent it."

"Not only can I not defend myself, but I am also being pushed into a dead end. I can't escape at all!"

Several Manchurian generals shouted, apparently they were deeply afraid of the fuel-air bomb. They could not understand what it was and could only call it a mushroom cloud.

Hong Chengchou shook his head and sighed, "As far as I know, the Great Yan Emperor has always shown himself to be a man who loves his people like his own children, and his army has never taken the initiative to attack civilians. We only need to confine the civilians, and our army will set up defenses around them. The civilians will not participate in the battle. In that case, the Great Yan Emperor will never touch innocent civilians."

Many people did not fully understand it for a moment, and they only heard Huang Taiji clapping his hands and saying, "Master, this is a great idea, let's do as you say!"

He said to Ebilun, "Send people to capture all those people and put them in the defense line. The more we capture, the better!"

After slowly understanding these words, the Manchu generals who were originally dissatisfied suddenly felt admiration. They then understood why Huang Taiji had gone to such great lengths and was willing to be cuckolded in order to subdue Hong Chengchou. This man was so talented!

This green hat is worn well! There should be more people like this, and they should wear more!

(Huang Taiji: I am testing your code!)

Huang Taiji asked again: "Mr. Hong, how should we deal with it next?"

Hong Chengchou said: "The three Mongolian alliances have entered the pass, with more than 10,000 cavalry. It will be easy for them to cut off the logistics of the Great Yan army. We just need to wait."

Dorgon asked: "What if the Great Yan army refuses to withdraw?"

Hong Chengchou paused, then said slowly: "Then we can only fight them to the death. Let them cross the river to the north bank. At that time, my Qing Dynasty must send out the Manchurian Eight Banners to fight them in close combat, regardless of losses, until they can't move forward, and then naturally withdraw our troops and stop fighting."

These words made the Manchu soldiers and others nod their heads repeatedly. If they wanted to fight against the Great Yan army, they would definitely be treated badly at a long distance. Close combat was the strong point of the old Eight Banners of Manchuria. As long as they defended Jinzhou and the village forts, they could not use artillery or muskets, so they could only charge in alone.

Huang Taiji nodded repeatedly after hearing this. It seemed that if the Qing Dynasty wanted to revive again, Hong Chengchou was the only one who could do it. He walked back and forth for a few steps, then turned back and said, "Appoint Hong Chengchou as the Grand Tutor and the Prince's Grand Tutor, the Grand Secretary of the Imperial Academy, the Minister of War, and the Assistant to the Imperial Council. No one is allowed to interfere!"

After hearing this, Hong Chengchou immediately knelt on the ground and said, "I am so honored by the Emperor. I will do my best to revive the Qing Dynasty!"

......

On Rufeng Mountain, Mao Yuanyi quickly noticed some changes in the Qing army's deployment.

In the past, the Qing army would block the other side of the river and attack when the enemy was halfway across the river. Perhaps they were afraid of the mushroom cloud that came from nowhere. At this time, the Qing army's defense line was several miles away from the Xiaoling River, guarding Jinzhou City and some surrounding villages and forts.

In fact, it’s useless for them to hide anywhere. That thing can even hit Shengjing directly. The reason it’s useless is simply that they don’t want to.

At this time, the Volunteer Army had concentrated nearly 15,000 troops in front of Xiaoling River. Mao Yuanyi's next goal was to capture Jinzhou, divide the troops into several routes, and march towards Fushun, Jilin, Ningguta and other places to completely recover the lost territory outside the Great Wall!

If the war goes well, we can even cooperate with the navy, cooperate all the way to the Korean Peninsula and drive the Eight Banners Army into the sea.

However, not long after, news came from the Jinyiwei intelligence point in the south of the desert that more than 20 flags of the Mongolian Jirim League, Zhaowuda League, and Zhuosuotu League had raised their flags in rebellion and sent troops southward to enter the pass.

The Mongols never imagined what they would face when they sent troops south to enter the pass.

Your death star is like a nightclub light ball in the sky!

I have read the posts in the past two days and found that many people have quarreled with some of my previous inappropriate chapters. Let me explain in the end. I was indeed a little young when I wrote it. It was mainly because I read Marx's chapter on workers at that time. It said that workers will inevitably be lazy in the process of labor. This is the nature of workers and the nature of biological organisms. Compared with ancient people, modern people have a better understanding of the labor process and are more lazy. Due to the limited knowledge level, ancient people could not think of higher levels, the boss's capital behavior, and the inequality between production relations. They just simply believed that doing more is an idealistic truth. It is indeed that I did not read the book thoroughly enough, which led to problems in expression. I hope that everyone will try not to quarrel about this aspect in the future. After all, we are all workers. If we can really do more, everyone will naturally be willing to work hard. After all, which of the three countries in East Asia is not ridiculous? qun壹⑥巴二伊7⑦①榴

Volume 417: Chapter Chapter : The Qing Army Retreats

Inside the Volunteer Army's tent, Mao Yuanyi was discussing with everyone how to attack Zijing Mountain.

Because the Qing army held a large number of civilians hostage, the Shenwu Army was unable to fire artillery. The terrain of villages and forts was not suitable for large-scale musket formations, so they could only attack in battalions and outposts.

Zijing Mountain is the commanding height of the entire Jinzhou Prefecture. It is only a dozen miles away from Jinzhou City and close to Xiaoling River. Its location is very important.

Huang Taiji deployed a total of 50,000 troops around Zijing Mountain, half of whom were the Eight Banners of Manchuria.

If the volunteers could successfully occupy Zijing Mountain, they would have a clear view of the surrounding battlefield. With the accuracy of the volunteers' artillery, they could target the Qing army's formation and avoid the confinement points of the civilians.

If one wants to attack Zijing Mountain, one must first capture several village forts at the foot of the mountain. Among them, Xiaosi Fort, a fortress on the mountain road, is the most difficult to capture.

There were only more than a hundred households in Xiaosibao, and no more than two hundred houses. However, the Qing army's defense density was very high, with a full banner of troops deployed in the surrounding area.

However, a problem arose. Because of the common people, the volunteers could not use firearms on a large scale and could only engage in close combat. This would be a very severe battle, but no one frowned.

It's not like the volunteers had never fought with the Qing cavalry before. In the previous decisive battle, a month of mutual testing and fighting had already caused these volunteers to transform rapidly. In addition, after several major battles, the Tatars' golden body of invincibility in the wild had long been broken. Psychologically, the volunteers actually had a lot of advantages.

At times like this, Mao Yuanyi was actually quite happy, because all the previous battles were fought with the help of firearms, which did not show his abilities. Now, under such complex conditions, it was the best battlefield to test his level as a commander!

That afternoon, the volunteers began to attack the Zijing Mountain defense line and launched a series of strong attacks on several surrounding villages and forts, constantly dispersing the counterattack forces of the Eight Banners Army.

The cavalry brigade responsible for the assault once again rushed into Xiaosibao and engaged in a brutal hand-to-hand tug-of-war with the Manchu Bordered Yellow Banner and the Han Army's Plain White Banner.

A tall white warhorse rushed into the Manchu Bordered Yellow Banner formation like a whirlwind. Before the people arrived, the silver spears flashing with sharp cold light had already arrived. After a burst of spear light, two Manchu Bordered Yellow Banner flagmen died under the spears of the mounted warriors without a sound.

At this moment, a person appeared, riding a white horse and holding a silver spear, but he was not 191. This person was named Xuan Zhiyi, the captain of the cavalry company, and used to be the personal guard of 191. Although being the personal guard of 191 really has no work significance, this position is not something that everyone can hold. You have to know that to be the personal guard of the commander-in-chief, one must have amazing martial arts skills.

As a personal guard of 191, Xuan Zhiyi's full set of equipment is naturally on par with that of his commander. Even though he has now become the leader of a company, he has never changed his outfit and is deeply proud of it. This time, he is specifically responsible for the attack on this area.

Xuan Zhiyi pointed his spear and shouted, "Charge in!"

Amid the dust, there were bursts of shouts and screams. Xuan Zhiyi took the lead and rushed into the village fort. The cavalrymen behind him followed closely behind him. They killed the newly gathered group of Manchu soldiers of the Bordered Yellow Banner in an instant. The leader, a Niulu Zhangjing, was even shot dead by Xuan Zhiyi.

However, the battle finally returned to their familiar rhythm, and the Eight Banners soldiers began to regain their original feeling and launched a frantic counterattack. The two sides began to fight in this small area.

However, although it was impossible to use heavy firepower, it did not mean that light firepower could not be used. Soon, these Eight Banners soldiers found that their own people were inexplicably being blown up into the sky while walking on the road, and there were even strange birds flying in the sky.

The Finger Spirit and the Scout were like hardworking old farmers in the Eight Banners' army formation, especially the Finger Spirit, who was a level 7 Teemo, diligently placing mines and scouts. These watermelon-sized combat robots were simply the best attacking units in this kind of complex terrain. Often, the Eight Banners soldiers who were still fighting hard with the Volunteer Army would suddenly be killed by a laser that came out of nowhere.

The battle lasted for two hours, and soldiers on both sides suffered casualties. Faced with the fierce attack of the volunteers, the Manchu Bordered Yellow Banner finally could not hold on and was defeated and retreated to Zijing Mountain.

Several other villages and forts were also gradually captured by the volunteers. The imprisoned civilians were rescued and desperately fled from the battlefield.

The loss of the people made the volunteers afraid to use their weapons recklessly, and the situation of the Qing army began to deteriorate.

Moreover, the deployment of these Dayan troops was very clever, and they always attacked the weak points of their defense, making the Qing army extremely uncomfortable.

On the Zijing Mountain, as more and more enemy troops surged up from the mountain, the face of Turge, the leader of the Manchu Bordered Yellow Banner, turned pale. He shouted to the messenger beside him: "Hurry up and send a flag signal, asking the emperor to send reinforcements!"

Turgu was a member of the Manchu Bordered White Banner, the eighth son of Eyiduo, the chief of the five founding ministers of the Later Jin Dynasty, and a famous general of the Qing Dynasty. He followed Nurhaci in his conquests at a young age. He was one of the eight ministers of Huang Taiji and was originally Duoduo's confidant. After Duoduo died in battle, he was promoted. He was extremely filial.

"Damn it, why are these guys so fierce?"

Turg fought with the Ming army more than 30 times in his life and won every battle. However, this time, he felt panic in his heart. The Eight Banners warriors, whom he had always been proud of, were beaten back in close combat and had no power to fight back.

The sound of killing was deafening from the Zijing Mountain. The battle situation was beyond the expectations of all the Eight Banners generals. Looking at the flags waving on the mountain, Huang Taiji hurriedly ordered the war-loving Manchu Zhenglan Banner to rush to support.

The general beside him said anxiously: "Your Majesty, this will wipe out all our Manchurian soldiers!"

Huang Taiji glared at him and asked, "Do you think I don't know?" He shouted angrily, "Do you expect some people who are afraid of fighting to flee without using Manchurian soldiers?"

As he spoke, Huang Taiji glanced casually at Wu Sangui and other Han generals. Wu Sangui's Guanning Army should have faced Mao Yuanyi's Dayan Army head-on, but he had been following behind the Eight Banners of Korea, which made Huang Taiji increasingly disgusted with him.

If a great war had not been imminent, Huang Taiji would have certainly let go and dealt with these Han generals who were only concerned with preserving their strength. But now, he could not act rashly, and he had to endure it.

As the civilian strongholds became increasingly scarce, the volunteers began to open up more and more, and the revolver machine gun in the hands of the Cyclops MG also began to move. It was not used before because this thing was too lethal. You have to know that the strength of the building structures in this era was not very good, especially for small villages like this, which were mainly made of adobe houses. If it were to sweep over, the bullets would not have eyes and might cause huge casualties to the civilians.

After another two hours of fierce fighting, dusk was approaching. The volunteers had captured half of Zijing Mountain and wiped out the Han Army's Plain White Banner, the two Japanese Red Flags, and the Manchu Bordered Yellow Banner. Even the Manchu Plain Blue Banner that came to support them was destroyed.

The volunteers rushed up Zijing Mountain and saw the mountain road was littered with corpses and the blood had dyed the road red.

On the road leading to the top of the mountain, there were random gunshots and explosions from time to time. Volunteer soldiers fought one after another, with heavy casualties. There was not a single living Eight Banners soldier along the way, and they all huddled on the top of the mountain.

Turge, leader of the Manchu Bordered Yellow Banner, hid on a cliff and witnessed the entire battle. He was stunned by the performance of the Dayan army.

Soon, he was surrounded by the volunteers.

Looking at the group of ferocious Yan soldiers around him, Turg was very nervous, but he still pretended to be calm.

Turge looked at the volunteers around him and said with a pale face: "I followed Taizu to start an army when I was young. In the past 30 years, I have fought 39 battles with the Ming army and won every battle. The Ming army I encountered was afraid of my Eight Banners like a tiger and could not withstand a single blow. However, you, I admire you!"

He said to the surrounding volunteers: "I want to fight your commander in single combat. Even if I die, I want to die like a flag master."

The volunteers looked at each other, but heard a sound of armor colliding. The soldiers made way, and a figure covered in silver armor and holding a halberd appeared in front of Turg: "As you wish"

"Will you leave your name?" Turge didn't want to die at the hands of an unknown person.

"Dayanmutao"

After replying lightly, 191 raised his heavy Qinglong halberd and rushed forward. There was a sharp sound of metal, and the two separated. Turge's right hand went numb, and his sword fell to the ground with a clang.

He forced a smile as his chest had already been pierced by a halberd: "Good... martial arts..." He struggled to finish this sentence before all the strength in his body disappeared like water and he fell heavily to the ground.

"Take him away and find a place to bury him." Without even looking at the other party, 191 led the army to continue the attack.

When the Jingwu Army attacked Zijing Mountain, various Ming troops also launched a full-scale attack again.

At dusk, thick white smoke rose above Zijing Mountain, and a large number of artillery shells flew into the sky and fell onto the surrounding battlefield.

Mao Yuanyi raised the telescope, looked at the two sides fighting fiercely in the distance, and murmured: "It seems that the volunteers have taken over Zijing Mountain." This thing was brought out by him from the General Staff Headquarters. Unlike the Ming Dynasty's monocular telescope, this one is binocular, which is more convenient for viewing.

Zijing Mountain was finally captured, and the Qing army was doomed to defeat!

Using a telescope to observe from the mountain, the battlefield can be seen at a glance, and the military deployment of all parties and the location of the imprisoned civilians are clear at a glance.

By measuring the distance, the volunteers set up hundreds of heavy artillery on Zijing Mountain and launched continuous bombardment on the Qing army's defense line at the foot of the mountain.

Under attack from various Yan armies, the Qing army's defense line had become very narrow, and street fighting was taking place in the village fort. The volunteer army's artillery directly bypassed the Qing army's defense line and landed behind their defense line, causing maximum deterrence and casualties.

The houses in those village forts were almost all built with adobe and wood, and more were built with thatch. After several rounds of artillery attacks, a large number of houses caught fire, and the fire quickly spread behind the village forts.

Half of the village was on fire and filled with thick smoke. The Qing soldiers hiding in the village quickly collapsed under the double blow of fire and artillery shells.

At the same time, many of the Qing troops who were running around would be unlucky enough to step on the mines buried by Zhi Ling, and fall onto trees with their buttocks, or be shot down by the old six scouts who were ambushed in corners while they were halfway through their run.

When the Qing army, which was fighting hard in the front, saw the accident in the rear, they were suddenly under great pressure and had no desire to fight anymore, and they kept disintegrating.

Every village and fort was engulfed in flames. The Qing army had already been in chaos, pushing and trampling on each other in the fire, their eyes filled with tears from the smoke. The various volunteer armies took the opportunity to launch a full-scale attack to rescue the imprisoned people.

The Guanning Army on the flank retreated in fear of fighting and voluntarily gave up its defense line. The Jinzhou Army of the Zu family was also ready to move and was hesitating whether to retreat or not.

"charge!"

"kill!"

The exciting war drums sounded, and the volunteer soldiers shouted in unison, rushing forward like a red tide sweeping across the earth.

Amid the roars of the mountains and the sea, musket bullets rained down on the Qing army positions.

As the war drums sounded, the enemy became completely bloodthirsty. The Qing Dynasty's ace army, the Manchu Plain Yellow Banner, which was led by Huang Taiji, completely collapsed and rushed towards Jinzhou City like a tide.

The volunteers formed a battle formation and advanced like a wall. It seemed that no one could stop them.

"Fire!"

Every time this order was sounded among the volunteers, hundreds of Qing soldiers fell down inexplicably.

The Qing army's musketeers also organized a counterattack, but the gap between the two sides was too great. Whether in terms of range or accuracy, there was a gap between the times.

If the two sides can achieve a nearly one-to-one ratio in close combat, then the casualties in long-range combat of one to twenty are all inflated. This time, Jiang Han asked Mao Yuanyi to lead the troops, and he also had the idea of ​​training them. Now in the whole East Asia, only the Qing soldiers are a relatively qualified whetstone. Otherwise, if they only rely on iron and blood but do not have a strong army, the Great Yan established in this way will only be a castle in the air.

The country is not a country of one person, but a country of millions of people, and cannot be separated from the masses.

Suksaha recovered from the shock of the volunteers' hail of bullets, and saw that the Plain Yellow Banner had been completely destroyed, with only a few hundred armored soldiers running around in the crowd.

Not to mention the Jinzhou army, they had already fled, faster than rabbits.

“Zu Dashou, take your troops to stop them! We can’t let them capture Jinzhou City!”

Suksaha shouted orders to the running Zu Dashou. Because the emperor of the Qing Dynasty was still in Jinzhou City, he sent all the elite Manchus to the defense line. He was only accompanied by less than a thousand Bayala soldiers and Gebushixianchaoha guards.

"understood!"

Zu Dashou responded from a distance, shaking his rat-tail braids, and ran towards Jinzhou City without looking back. That was his old nest, and as long as he was there, he could guard it for a year or two, and then he could negotiate with Dayan...

"Snapped!"

Amid the chaos, a crisp gunshot rang out, and Zu Dashou fell suddenly from his horse as if he had been hit hard.