Griffin Commander in the Late Ming Dynasty

Zu Dashou was lying on the ground, blood gushing out of his chest, his mouth open but unable to breathe. He tilted his head to look around, and saw the Jinzhou soldiers and the Manchu Plain Yellow Banner rushing around him. Even his son Zu Zerun disappeared in the crowd.

In Zu Dashou's last vision, the cavalry stopped beside him, raised the saber in his hand, and swung it heavily at himself.

On the drum tower of Jinzhou City, Huang Taiji sat in the city, looking at the blossoming outside the city in despair. Victory news came one after another. The defense line of Zijing Mountain in the east was breached, and the defense line of Yueya Mountain in the west was also breached. Nearly 100,000 Eight Banners troops were completely defeated. The defense line of the Qing Dynasty collapsed step by step. Even the most elite Manchurian Eight Banners could not stop the decline...

Dorgon came anxiously and dragged him, saying, "My brother, why are you standing there in a daze? The Ming army is coming to kill us. Let's go!"

Huang Taiji said sadly: "I am unwilling to accept this!"

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Volume 418: Chapter will be updated tomorrow

I'm so unlucky. I ordered a barbecue today, and I started to spray after eating. I said I'd like to have some hot porridge in the evening, but it was too hot and burned my tongue. I don't know what's wrong with Orange Gua. It's down for maintenance. I can't even open it. I'm going to sleep. I'll update one more chapter tomorrow to make up for it. By the way, I'm going to give the protagonist some new humanoids. Do you have any ideas? You can vote in the thread and I'll post them later.

Volume 419: Chapter Chapter : Dorgon Begins Operation

The sky gradually brightened. There was no civilian in Taiping Village on Baiyun Mountain, which was more than 40 miles away from Jinzhou City. Instead, the armed and sharp-armored Bayara soldiers could be seen everywhere.

In the hall of a wealthy family's courtyard, a large group of Qing dynasty princes and ministers were sitting together. Everyone looked exhausted, as they had been running all night to find this place.

Seeing the generals' gloomy and listless faces, Huang Taiji knew that he had to say something to avoid embarrassing everyone, so he couldn't help but comfort them: "Victory and defeat are common in the military. Since ancient times, there has been no general who has never lost a battle. Guan Yu was the best in China, but he also lost at Maicheng. Zhuge Liang was a brilliant man, but he also made mistakes and lost the Xianting..."

"You are all familiar with the Romance of the Three Kingdoms. Even the sages in the book are like this, let alone us ordinary people?"

Huang Taiji added: "Although we suffered a great defeat this time, our Qing Dynasty still has Prince Rui, Prince Zheng, Hong Daxueshi, Heluohui, Li Guohan and others. These veterans are familiar with military affairs. As long as we all unite as one, our Qing Dynasty will surely be revived again!"

"Your Majesty!"

Everyone was very moved after hearing this. Wouldn't it have been better if you had said this earlier? Everyone thought you were dying, but who knew you were so open-minded.

In fact, as long as you can look at it in a positive way, everyone is actually fine.

Huang Taiji nodded with satisfaction and said, "Where is Scholar Hong? Has he not returned from collecting food and grass yet?"

Grand Secretary Ning Wanwo stepped forward and said worriedly: "Your Majesty, the Grand Secretary has not returned yet, and I am afraid..." He did not say the second half of the sentence, but everyone understood what he meant. These Han people are always able to run away, so could this B be moistened too?

Dorgon waved his hand and said, "You think too much. The Great Yan Emperor has already announced that he will eradicate all evil. Even if Hong Chengchou goes back with his hands tied, Jiang Han will not let him live."

While speaking, Huang Taiji glanced at the Han generals around him. The meaning was self-evident, and everyone understood.

However, Huang Taiji was somewhat worried. The army was short of food before, and Hong Chengchou volunteered to raise food, and sent Concubine Zhuang and several other concubines who followed the army to a safe place in the rear. Could this be a trap? Could this man still be thinking about his Concubine Zhuang, and would turn around and take Concubine Zhuang away and run away?

Huang Taiji shook his head and quickly dispelled this thought. People should not be so evil. Moreover, Concubine Zhuang had her trusted general Aljin with a banner of Mongolians. Even if Hong Chengchou had lustful thoughts, he didn't have the courage...

Just when Huang Taiji was worrying about whether he was a clique or not, there was another noise outside. Soon, a Qing soldier came to report: "Your Majesty, the enemy is coming!"

"Come on!"

Without saying a word, Huang Taiji quickly grabbed the warhorse beside him, jumped on the horse with extremely skilled and beautiful movements, whipped the horse hard, and fled far to the north without stopping.

After several days of fighting, Huang Taiji had already realized the reality. The Eight Banners Cavalry, which he was so proud of, was nothing in front of the enemy's artillery. The most important thing now was to save the green mountains so that there would be no shortage of firewood! Only by protecting yourself can you have a future!

The rest of the Bayala soldiers also drew their horses and ran away. Ning Wowan and other civil officials hurriedly found horses and ran after them, without any delay. They all felt that this time was different from the past, and the situation was very serious. If they were not careful, they would be in trouble...

After chasing for more than thirty miles, Mao Yuanyi was very tired. The side effects of drinking to drown his sorrows and listening to music in brothels in the south in recent years began to appear. Being a drunkard also had a price, which was that his health was getting worse day by day. As the old saying goes, rouge and powder are like charming medicine, and honey-like lips are like two killing knives. After chasing for this distance, Mao Yuanyi clearly felt his legs beginning to tremble. However, Huang Taiji was right in front of him. How could he let go of this good opportunity to pursue him?

Not to mention, he and these Tartars had a grudge for taking away their master, and they wanted to skin and tear their bones apart one by one! Before coming out, he told Jiang Han all his thoughts, and Jiang Han agreed very happily. You want revenge, right? No problem, as long as you have the ability to take revenge, then go.

Mao Yuanyi also felt that the Great Yan Emperor was broad-minded and had great talent. If Chongzhen was released, he would definitely not be used. Oh, why are you still mentioning Chongzhen and criticizing him now!

Mao Yuanyi frantically urged his horse to chase after him, shouting, "Kill the slaves!"

The earth shook, and the volunteer cavalry rushed straight towards Huang Taiji and his entourage in front.

Seeing the volunteers chasing after them, the fleeing Qing generals became agitated. They had not expected that the Great Yan Army was chasing them so closely. Huang Taiji panicked and hurriedly sent out a hundred men to fight and stop them.

As Huang Taiji's imperial guards, the Bayala soldiers had long been prepared to die for their country. Soon, the two cavalry forces collided with each other. Given that they were led by 191, one could imagine their tragic end.

The sound of hooves was like thunder, and the volunteer cavalry continued to pursue them at a high speed. As sporadic gunshots rang out, people from the Qing army kept falling and rolling.

After being chased for dozens of miles, Huang Taiji's horse ran until it foamed at the mouth and died.

He grabbed the horse of a Bayala soldier next to him and continued to gallop, but everyone's horses were almost exhausted and could not run anymore, and some soldiers had already been lost.

Looking at the smoke and dust billowing behind him and the volunteers chasing after him, Huang Taiji was very anxious. He still had great ambitions to fulfill, so how could he die here?

He suddenly saw a garrison in front of him, and vaguely saw a few Qing army flags. He was overjoyed and urged his horse to gallop towards the garrison.

Seeing the Qing army here, all the people who had been running all the way burst into tears of joy, and saw the hope of survival!

However, when they entered the garrison, they found that the Qing army here was only a baggage train responsible for logistics, with only a few hundred people, and they were Korean soldiers with little combat effectiveness, and they didn't even have a war horse!

Huang Taiji had a sad face and felt desperate!

"Your Majesty, the Ming army is chasing us, hurry up!"

"Your Majesty, I will stop the Ming army, retreat quickly!"

Several more Baturu of the Qing Dynasty volunteered to go and stop the attack, and rushed forward with knives in hand.

Huang Taiji had no time to praise them as he was anxiously looking for a means of transportation.

"Myna! There are animals here that can escape!"

Huang Taiji paused, and looked in the direction where Dorgon pointed, only to see a tall donkey in the baggage train carrying food to the front line, grinning and shouting...

"God help me too!"

Huang Taiji was overjoyed and immediately ordered the Bayala soldiers to take all the food and fodder off the donkey carts.

The war was intense and all the horses were requisitioned by the army. It was already very good for the baggage train to have donkeys pulling carts.

"Myna, run away! The Ming army is coming!" Dorgon was still shouting.

Hearing this, Huang Taiji was horrified. He didn't care about the cleaned donkey cart, and didn't care about his image. He jumped on the donkey cart and pulled the reins hard, shouting, "Go!"

Donkeys are not like war horses. They will go wherever you point them. They will run around and have a low safety factor. If you hang a cart behind them and drive them hard, they will be much more stable...

"Myna, wait for me!"

Dorgon exclaimed and jumped onto Huang Taiji's donkey cart with a beautiful jump.

Seeing their master driving away on the donkey cart, the remaining Qing generals also climbed onto the other donkey carts to escape.

Thousands of volunteers came chasing after them, and the dense sound of horse hooves seemed to shake the earth.

The endurance of the war horses in the Central Plains was actually not stronger than those in the grasslands, but the cavalry of the Volunteer Army took turns riding two horses, which was much better than the Eight Banners soldiers who were fleeing in panic. Even so, the Volunteer Army had a hard time chasing, and the horses under them were sweating.

Mao Yuanyi looked at the donkey carts going away, locked his sights on the donkey cart with the yellow robe, pointed at it and shouted, "Separate and chase!"

"Get out of here!"

"Myna, we are all from the same mother, why can't you give me a ride?"

On the donkey cart, Dorgon was fighting with Huang Taiji for the precious donkey cart, and neither side would give in.

The weight of two people eventually affected the speed of the donkey cart. Huang Taiji wanted to kick this dangerous man off the cart, but he was never able to do so. After all, Dorgon was much younger than him and much stronger, and his whole body was stuck to the cart like a dog-skin plaster.

"I am the emperor, how can I be captured! Old Fourteen, listen to me, I will pay a large sum of money to redeem him from the hands of the Great Yan Emperor!"

Dorgon thought, "Bullshit! I've lost my head in the hands of those bastards. How can you redeem me? Redeem my head?" Thinking of this, Dorgon's face gradually darkened.

"Since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust!"

He pulled out an arrow from his waist and stabbed it into Huang Taiji's kidney!

Huang Taiji was suddenly struck, his whole body froze, and he looked at his brother in disbelief, "Damn it, you really want to kill me! ?

"Myna, don't blame me, you were the first one to do it!"

Dorgon was afraid that the night would be long and he had to make sure to kill the other party since he had started. He pulled out another arrow and stabbed it at Huang Taiji. Huang Taiji was not prepared before, so he would naturally not let Dorgon succeed easily again this time. He quickly raised his hand to block it, and the two began to wrestle on the donkey cart.

However, Huang Taiji was injured and had an old illness. How could he possibly defeat Dorgon, who was in his prime? He soon became exhausted and watched helplessly as the arrow tip got closer and closer to him...

Soon, a bright yellow corpse rolled to the ground. Dorgon grabbed the reins of the donkey cart and quickly started to steer it.

“Haha…hahahahahahahahahaha” The smile on Dorgon’s face gradually became more and more unrestrained, and he felt as if the clouds had finally cleared and the moon was revealed.

"Slave Chief, don't run away!"

Dorgon suddenly woke up when he heard a shout from behind him. He heard the deafening sound of hooves from behind and a large group of volunteer cavalry were chasing after him.

"Drive! Drive!"

Dorgon was so frightened that cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he whipped the donkey, which seemed to be in good spirits.

The surrounding land was flat and the donkey cart was moving at a fast speed. Dorgon became more and more proficient and even had a sense of wonder.

Faced with some farmland puddles and several hills, Dorgon avoided them perfectly with his superb driving skills. Such a genius, he can be called a driving god!

However, the volunteer cavalry behind him was getting closer and closer, and the sound of gunfire was getting more and more frequent. Dorgon's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. He whipped the donkey hard and shouted at it, "Help me break through the siege quickly, and I will make you the donkey king! Quick! Quick!"

At this moment, it was as if the donkey was moved and the donkey god descended. Suddenly, a sea of ​​flags appeared in the distance ahead, and on the flags were the emblem of the Qing army.

"It's Hong Chengchou and Aljin! Damn it! We're saved!"

Dorgon was so excited that he was incoherent, and he whipped the donkey again. However, even during this period, he did not forget the details. He pulled out another feather arrow, gritted his teeth, and stabbed it at his shoulder!

He knew very well that the emperor was dead, and if he was fine, it would not be a big deal! I knew at a glance that it was you who did it, so I had to get hurt a little to make it justifiable.

Soon, some of the volunteers saw the body of Huang Taiji, which had been well-cut open, rolling on the ground. There was an arrow in his waist and another in his neck, piercing him from front to back. He was dead.

"The slave chief has been executed!!!"

The volunteer cavalryman shouted excitedly! Killing the Tartar Emperor alone! What a great achievement! ! ! As for who shot the arrow, let’s not worry about it for now! Who knows, it might be some lucky guy?

The volunteers nearby were also infected and became more excited: "The slave chief has been killed!!!"

They have their eyes on Dorgon who is still far away, and there is still a meritorious person who is still running!

Many volunteers raised their muskets and fired, but Dorgon seemed to be assisted by God and dodged all the attacks.

Another crisp sound echoed, and Dorgon, who had already run into the Qing army's formation, fell off the donkey cart, and then a circle of Qing army generals immediately surrounded him.

In a horse-drawn carriage accompanying the army, Dorgon's face was pale, his chest was covered with hemostatic powder and other medicines, and a long feather arrow was stuck in his shoulder. Several military doctors around him were treating him with sweat on their foreheads.

Dorgon pointed outside the car and said weakly: "Send an order, retreat quickly... return to Shengjing..."

Beside the carriage, Hong Chengchou was silent for a long time. Today was an eye-opener. The emperor of the Qing Dynasty was chased and had to escape in a donkey cart. He was also beaten to death. Now the Qing Dynasty was leaderless. What should it do in the future?

Hong Chengchou was not as panicked and frightened as the other Qing generals. Instead, he felt a little excited...

Now that the Qing emperor is dead, wouldn't Concubine Zhuang become a widow? She is already so pitiful, I can't let her be a widow any longer!

Volume 420: Chapter Chapter : After the War

The Battle of Jinzhou lasted for two days and one night until Mao Yuanyi finally could not hold on and led his troops back. The entire battlefield then quieted down. Only the stubborn Zu Dale still led his family to defend the city of Jinzhou.

In this great battle, the volunteers launched a fierce attack and pursued the defeated soldiers, killing nearly 30,000 enemies and capturing more than 40,000 Qing troops. Among them, the Eight Banners of Manchuria suffered tens of thousands of casualties and were almost defeated.

The leader of the Manchu Plain Yellow Banner, the Qing Emperor Huang Taiji, the leader of the Manchu Bordered Yellow Banner Turg, Bahana, the Bayalahu Zhangjing of Huang Taiji's imperial camp, four Gushan Ezhens from the Han, Korean and Japanese banners of the Eight Banners, twenty-seven Jiala Zhangjings and ninety-five Niulu Zhangjings were beheaded.

After several major battles, the Eight Banners Manchu soldiers were almost wiped out, and there were not many young and strong people over the age of fourteen in the entire tribe. If the Qing Dynasty wanted to re-establish the Eight Banners, it would take at least a dozen years.

With the death of Huang Taiji, the throne remained vacant and was bound to go through a struggle. In addition, without the deterrence of the Eight Banners, chaos was bound to break out within the Qing court and a reshuffle was necessary.

After this battle, the Qing Dynasty was no longer able to fight the Great Yan Dynasty. The volunteer army was able to recover the entire Liaodong region before the autumn sowing, appease the people, and distribute land.

In the Jinzhou battle, the Volunteer Army suffered heavy losses. During the pursuit and the tug-of-war in the villages and towns, more than 3,000 people were killed. After all, it was 10,000 against 100,000. The ferocity of the Qing soldiers was evident. At the same time, this was the result of Jiang Han's training. The Volunteer Army had given a satisfactory answer by winning with such small casualties. They not only relied on the advantages of firearms, but also fought hand-to-hand! They were not inferior to any army in the world!

The banks of Xiaoling River were densely packed with makeshift tents, filled with wounded soldiers, military doctors and civilian laborers. Medicines such as hemostatic powder and plague-preventing pills were transported here in boatloads.

The various volunteer armies searched for the remaining Qing soldiers around the battlefield, and also took custody of the captured prisoners. Civilian servants who followed the army also entered the battlefield to clean up, bury bodies, collect captured spoils, etc.

With the roar of artillery fire all around, Jinzhou City has become an isolated city. Zu Dale in the city is also very clear about his situation. The Qing Dynasty has been defeated, his cousin Zu Dashou is dead, and his nephew Wu Sangui has also fled. Jinzhou City is difficult to preserve.

There are only three options before him now: one is to continue to hold on and wait for reinforcements, the second is to break through, and the third is to surrender.

But everyone knows that the young Emperor of Dayan is extremely cruel to traitors. Once they are caught, their property will be confiscated and their entire family will be exterminated. Who can bear this!

In fact, at this point, no one, including Zu Dale, had held out any hope for reinforcements. Even Zu Dashou's eldest son, Zu Zerun, had run away, so how could there be any reinforcements?

I just hope that everyone can break out with their own abilities. If you can't, you can only blame yourself for your bad luck.

In general breakout battles, only a few can successfully escape, and the vast majority of troops will become cannon fodder.

However, this time, their actions were completely uncovered and clearly seen by the volunteers who had opened the map. Zu Dale, Zu Kefa and other main figures of the Zu family each led some troops and broke out from three directions of Jinzhou City at the same time at five o'clock in the morning. As expected, they were surrounded.

Faced with the black muzzles of artillery and guns, almost all the Jinzhou soldiers chose to kneel down and surrender.

The volunteers marched into Jinzhou City in a mighty force. When they arrived in front of the memorial archway in the city, Mao Yuanyi looked up at the memorial archway, which was more than ten meters high, and frowned.