Cutting over the end of the Ming Dynasty: a dog-leg knife at the beginning

Chapter 912 Retreat
Bang bang bang!

There was another burst of gunshots like popping beans, the muffled sound of lead bullets piercing the flesh was creepy, and the screams kept coming and going.Turge turned his head, just in time to see clusters of blood and dust bursting from the backs of the fleeing Qing soldiers. The thick armor was useless in front of the pointed lead bullets, and the armor leaves were beaten to pieces.The worst thing is that the lead bullet has been severely deformed after penetrating the armor, and immediately exploded a hole the size of a bowl after hitting the human body!These are all warriors they have cultivated through untold hardships. They have practiced martial arts hard since they were young. Priceless fortune!But now, their lives are as cheap as ants. Facing the roaring pursuers, their lives are only worth a shot of lead!
Turge stared at the Tibetan cavalry who shouted loudly, in groups of three or four, biting four or fifty meters behind them like a pack of wolves, pointing their guns at the backs of the Manchurian warriors from time to time and pulling the triggers, The eyes are almost bleeding!If he could, he really wanted to lead his troops to turn their horses around and fight back, tearing these daring Tibetan cavalry into pieces, without using oil or salt, just chewing up pieces of skin and bones and swallowing them into his stomach!But facing the muzzle that could shoot lead bullets at any time, he had no choice but to urge the horse to run faster and faster, and stay away from these evil spirits!
The devil knows what's going on. Even if you stand on flat ground and try to load a bullet with a firecracker, you have to go through a lot of trouble. But these Tibetan cavalry can ride and chase while loading and shooting at the same time, and they can shoot very accurately. , one shot at a time!If you look carefully, it is not difficult to see that the rifle barrels used by the Tibetan cavalry are relatively short, and the range and accuracy are naturally inferior to the rifled flintlock rifles equipped by the infantry, but they are easy to load.These Tibetan cavalry, who seemed to be nailed to the back of the horse and were as stable as Mount Tai no matter how they bumped, were simply a nightmare for the Manchu warriors. For the first time, they gave the Manchu warriors a taste of being shot like rabbits by the opponent in a mounted battle. There was no way they could do it. It was frustrating to fight back.There were also some warriors who did not believe in evil. They picked up their bows and arrows, turned their horses, and rushed towards these Tibetan cavalry. They planned to use their piercing arrow skills to teach these country bumpkins from the Western Sichuan Plateau a lesson, but before they could wait, they Once they entered the effective shooting range of the cavalry bow, a volley of guns would kill them straight away.Now Turg has nothing to do with these Tibetan cavalry, because behind a mere two to three hundred Tibetan cavalry are a full two thousand Mongolian hunter cavalry, and behind these two thousand Mongolian hunter cavalry are nearly a thousand lance cavalry, such a powerful strength , he can't afford to offend him at all!
By the way, there are also the Qiang cavalry carefully recruited and trained by the Sichuan Army. Although their equipment and training are far different from those of the Heluo New Army cavalry, they are also skilled in bows and horses and very powerful. They can fight against the elite knights of the Qing Army. Don't fall behind.This Qiang cavalry only has 400 people. It is not many troops, but it is extremely ferocious. Once it bites someone, it will chase and beat him fiercely and will not stop until its head is cut off!

Turg flew towards the mountain pass battlefield without looking back, listening to the bursts of gunfire coming from behind. Seeing the soldiers in front and behind being hit by bullets, with blood splattering everywhere, he almost gritted his teeth.The Ming army made it clear that they wanted to kill them all. Damn Ming Gou. After gaining a little power, he completely forgot about the embarrassment he felt when he was defeated by the Eight Banners warriors thousands of miles away, right?I, Turge, will remember you, don’t let me find a chance in the future!Once I find the opportunity, you will have to repay with a pool of blood for every drop of blood shed by the Manchu warriors today!
call out----

A howl stung his eardrums, followed by a scream.Turg turned his head and saw that his messenger's whole body was stiff, his mouth was wide open, the muscles all over his body were spasming in pain, and his throat was making a rattling sound, and there was a steel crossbow inserted in his vest. Nearly half of the one-foot-long crossbow arrow had penetrated into the orderer's chest. Such an injury could not be saved.Turg almost broke another tooth. This messenger was his confidant, smart and loyal. He always valued him very much and planned to keep him company. Unexpectedly, he was knocked down by a stray arrow now!

Damn Minggou!
Forty steps away, Qi Polu put down the crossbow angrily, and cursed: "Damn it, I wanted to shoot an eagle, but I shot a sparrow!"

The cavalrymen of the Tianxiong Army burst into laughter: "Young Master Qi, can you do it?"

Qi Polu rolled his eyes and shouted: "Stop talking nonsense, just give me more effort to catch up with them! They have killed so many people, no matter what they say, they can't let them escape!"

Recalling the tragic scene of more than 1 elderly women on the bloody battlefield, the laughter of these cavalrymen stopped abruptly, and the light of hatred burst out in everyone's eyes, and they urged their horses to catch up with them even if they were exhausted. !
At this moment, the thunderous sound of horse hooves came from the other side of the mountain pass, and dust rose into the sky. Feeling the vibration from the ground, Qi Polu felt a trace of uneasiness in his heart and shouted: "Stop!"

The cavalrymen of the Tianxiong Army reined in their horses one after another, staring vigilantly at the dust rolling in like a wall in front of them.A squadron leader of the Mongolian Hundred Riders made a precise judgment: "At least six or seven thousand riders!"

Six or seven thousand cavalry, that can only be the enemy army, absolutely not the Tianxiong army.When starting out, Lei Shisheng collected almost all the missing cavalry in the entire army, and only managed to gather [-] cavalry for Zu Dabi to lead south quickly, leaving only a few Oirat cavalry by his side. Now the cavalry of the Tianxiong Army is unscathed, and they can't make up this number, they can only be the enemy!
Zu Dale, Qin Yiming and others who were lagging behind were shocked when they saw this, and they rushed to catch up, and then reined in their horses. More than three thousand cavalry lined up in a majestic formation, looking solemnly ahead.

In the front, the banners are hunting, people are shouting and horses neighing, and the iron cavalry is rushing forward like a tide. The dust is like fog, the flags are like clouds, the swords and guns are like forests, the armor is like snow, and the murderous aura is soaring!The leader is wearing a set of gorgeous armor decorated with a lot of silver, and the breastplate is also plated with mercury. He looks quite handsome. This gorgeous armor adds a bit of dignity to him. Dorgon, the Prince of Great Qingrui who is afraid of even a generation of heroic Huang Taiji!And the one next to him who is a few years younger than him, holding a hideous mace, no need to guess, is Prince Yu Duoduo!After several rounds of extremely bloody battles, the two finally pushed the thousands of cavalry led by Zu Dabi back to the mountain pass. After confirming that Zu Dabi would not be able to rush out in a short time, Dorgon and Duo couldn't wait. Lead five Jiala's troops to go straight to Yangquan.Dorgon knew very well that the key to this battle was not how many Ming troops were wiped out, or even Yangquan's gains and losses, but whether he could take Yang Menglong's head. Yes, if they can't kill Yang Menglong, it's useless for them to annihilate the Ming army. The Ming army from the Central Plains, from Shaanxi, and from Sichuan will drown them alive in Shanxi!
How's it going in Yangquan?Ao Bai has the courage that no man can match. In addition, Suorutu, Turge, Bogdo, Torre, etc. who led the troops to support the battle are all first-rate generals. He was able to win the city of Yangquan with only a few thousand defeated troops. It shouldn't be a problem to defend a small town, right?

I thought so, but Dorgon was still uneasy along the way. The reason was that Yang Menglong was too difficult to deal with. As long as he hadn't seen his head, Dorgon couldn't let go of his hanging heart. !
When he saw thousands of cavalry retreating in smoke and dust all the way, Dorgon's complexion changed drastically, and Duoduo's expression also became gloomy, and he called out in disbelief, "Defeated?"

Dorgon glared at him and said, "Stop talking nonsense!" Only after he finished speaking did he realize that his voice was trembling violently.But at this time, the defeated Qing army who had eaten crotons had already seen their flag clearly, reined in their horses, and several generals led everyone to get off their horses, knelt down on the ground, and crawled forward with hands and feet. Crawling while crying, it was like a child who had been beaten badly saw his mother. Even if they were killed, they would never have imagined the day when they would cry when they saw reinforcements, right?And the Ming army stopped not far away, watching with cold eyes, the outcome couldn't be more obvious.

The rushing iron flow stopped abruptly, thousands of Manchurian cavalry stared dumbfoundedly at this discomfited army, unable to believe their eyes.

lost?

They braved the wind and snow, ran for thousands of miles, suffered so much, suffered so much, how many people were frozen to death and injured, and went to Yangquan with untold hardships, just to seize that chance of victory!They dispatched the fiercest Jiala and the most valiant generals to deal with only a few thousand routs, but in the end they were... defeated!
I can't believe it, I can't believe it!

Dorgon seemed to be thrown into the ice cellar, and his heart was cold.He gave up the opportunity to continue to suppress the Tianxiong Army and led the main force to attack thousands of miles in order to take Yang Menglong's head. It can be said that this time he cost tens of thousands of lives at the expense of wealth!The result was good, it failed!He and his main force were trapped in Shanxi like this. The Tianxiong Army would never let go of such a good opportunity. They would definitely take the opportunity to launch a massive counterattack, cut off his retreat, and bury all of his tens of thousands of elite troops in Shanxi. Among the mountains and mountains!This time, he lost the bet. What he lost was not only the opportunity to eradicate the serious trouble in his confidant, but also his army, and even his own life!

Duduo jumped off his horse and rushed to the row of generals kneeling on the ground in three steps at a time. His eyes popped out of his sockets and he roared in disbelief: "Defeated? Defeated? How could it be possible? ,How can it be!?"

Turge and the others prostrated themselves on the ground, not daring to raise their heads.

Dorgon also jumped off the horse, his white forehead was bulging with blue veins, his eyes were spitting fire, and he roared angrily: "Where is Aobai? Where is Aobai!?" Look at him like that, if Aobai is in front of him now In front of him, I'm afraid he will chop him off with a sword!He grabbed Bogdo with one hand to look at him, pushed him down hard on the ground, and shouted: "You are not Oboi!" Then he grabbed Torrey and looked at him, then pushed him down: "You are not Oboi either!" He picked up Turge again, stared at him fiercely, panted heavily, and roared like a beast: "Where is Oboi? Where is Oboi? I will kill him!"

Yes, kill Oboi!
If it weren't for Aobai, how could he have led the main force to attack for thousands of miles, exposing the long supply line to the Tianxiong army!
If it weren't for Aobai, how could he have acted so recklessly and ventured deep into Shanxi without annihilating the Tianxiong Army!

He trusted Oboi unconditionally, personally led the main force to support him, and sent the most elite Jiala and the most advantageous generals to him, hoping that he could conquer Yangquan in one go!Fortunately, Oboi rewarded him with a disastrous defeat. Not only did he fail to achieve his strategic goal, but he also put tens of thousands of the main force in a desperate situation!The anger in his chest erupted like magma, burning his reason to ashes, he didn't care about anything, he just wanted to kill Aobai and tear him to pieces!

Turge whispered: "Oboi died in battle!"

Dorgon was stunned for a moment and murmured: "Dead in battle? Died in battle?" Then he roared again: "Where is Suorutu? I sent him as a vanguard and asked him to cooperate with Obai to capture Yangquan as soon as possible. Why didn't he do it? I will cut him into pieces!!!"

Turge's voice was even lower: "Sorutu is also dead!"

As if someone had punched him heavily in the chest, Dorgon let go of Turg powerlessly, took a step back staggeringly, and smiled miserably: "Hehe, I died in battle, I died in battle..." Looking up at the sky, he let out a stern voice He roared: "You died cleanly, but do you know that you have brought misery to my army! You have brought misery to the Qing Dynasty! You two bastards——" Next, he felt his chest was congested, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out!

Turge burst into tears, kowtowed again and again, and said loudly: "The slave is incompetent and has affected the entire army. I am willing to make atonement!"

Duoduo raised his eyebrows and yelled: "Brother, don't talk nonsense with them, first clean up these trash before attacking, take care of the Ming army in front of you, and then surround Yangquan, if you don't believe it, you won't be able to defeat them!"

Turge raised his head, his forehead was smashed, blood was flowing all over his face and he didn't even wipe it off, he said loudly: "This slave is incompetent, he suffered a disastrous defeat in Yangquan City, and affected the entire army, and he has no face to live on. If you don't bother Prince Yu to do anything, this slave will kill himself!" With a choke, he drew out his saber and wiped it off his neck.Those generals who were defeated together with him also pulled out their swords one after another. They knew very well that the blitz on Yangquan was a gamble that cost the lives of tens of thousands of troops. Now that they are defeated, Dorgon will definitely not let them go Yes, it is better to commit suicide on your own merits.

Dorgon yelled: "Stop!"

This shout was like a thunderbolt, shaking everyone's body and stopping.

Dorgon kicked Turge over with one foot, and roared: "Since the Taizu raised the army, Jurchen men have only warriors who died in battle, and there are absolutely no cowards who commit suicide! If you want to die, you have opportunities, so don't be in a hurry!"

Duoduo kept calling: "Brother!"

Dorgon gritted his teeth and said, "Stop talking, let them get on their horses, and we'll retreat!"

As soon as this remark came out, several elite soldiers of Jiala were all blown up, and they roared angrily: "Retreat, why retreat! We Jurchen athletes, how can we shrink back in front of the Ming dog! Don't do it! If we want to retreat, we must rush to kill these Ming gangs! The dog retreats again!"

Dorgon sternly shouted: "Those who dare to speak out, behead!" After speaking, he got on his horse and withdrew in the direction he came from without looking back.Doduo stayed there for a while, feeling that there was nowhere to vent his anger, so he let out a roar, swung his mace and threw it heavily on a big rock, smashing the big rock to pieces, then jumped on his horse and shouted: " withdraw!"

Thousands of Qing soldiers gritted their teeth until they bleed, stared in the direction of Yangquan with hatred, turned their horses and retreated in the direction they had come from.They were not reconciled, really unwilling to admit defeat like this, but the rumble of cannons from the other side of the mountain pass reminded them that now was definitely not the time for a decisive battle with the Ming army. We can only retreat first, and then make plans!
The Ming army did not pursue.

They didn't have the strength to chase anymore.

(End of this chapter)