Signed to Zhu Cihong, Prince of the Late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 381 Chapter 381, the victory of the Ming army is set, and Azig announces his surrender
From Hong Chengchou's words, Dorgon had a very deep sense of urgency.

The Great Qing Army, which was supposed to run across the world and deflate the Ming army, can't beat the Ming army at home?

The combat effectiveness of the Qing army has actually dropped to such a point.

Isn't Azig...

Azig's expression was extremely ugly, and he roared angrily.

"Quickly, pass on my order, you must guard it for me, even if you die!"

At this moment, Azig has long since lost the calmness he had when he started the war.

The crazy assault of Zhu Cihong's cavalry had already made him a little overwhelmed, and now the British Duke led the main force of Ming Dynasty to stab him in the back, which was enough to make Azig feel a fatal crisis.

Death is at hand!

Azig took a deep breath, and grabbed Badali: "Brother Badari, I have something to ask you."

Badalie was also a little panicked, and hurriedly said: "Please tell me, Prince Ying, I still have [-] cavalry in my hand, where do I need to go for support?"

"Support?" Azig looked a little weird, looked around, and then said softly: "I don't mean to ask you to support any place, but... If the battle situation is not good, my life depends on The badalley brothers and the two thousand cavalry under your command."

Badali was stunned for several seconds before finally coming back to his senses, and looked at Azig in disbelief: "Prince Ying, do you want to run away?"

Azige straightened his expression and said, "What is escaping? It's just that if something goes wrong, you have to give yourself a way out, right?"

Badali opened his mouth, but finally said nothing.

After all, it's not that Badali didn't run past, and he really couldn't blame Azig in this respect.

For the Qing army, the war situation had completely deteriorated.

"Kill!" Countless Ming troops roared forward, their spirits high, brandishing all kinds of weapons to attack the Qing army.

All over the mountains and plains, wherever one looked, they were all soldiers of the Ming army.

At this moment, they all looked at the Qing army with a fiery light in their eyes.

These Qing troops are not only enemies, but also individual military exploits. They are the future glory and wealth of the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty!
"Die!" Li Dingguo galloped his horse, stabbing out the spear in his hand like a poisonous snake, and instantly pierced the chest of a Qing army general facing him, like a skewer.

Behind Li Dingguo, many knights of the Ming army rushed left and right, wielding sabers and slashing wantonly.

On this battlefield, the defense line of the Qing army has been broken into a sieve, they can no longer organize effective resistance, and the only option is to flee in all directions.

Li Dingguo was still dissatisfied, looked left and right, and suddenly locked his eyes on a certain place in the south.

Amidst the smog and dust, a large flag loomed.

Although Li Dingguo didn't know the Manchu characters on the banner, it didn't prevent him from drawing conclusions based on the experience in his memory.

"This must be the commander-in-chief's banner!"

Li Dingguo was overjoyed and shook his spear.

"Brothers, come with me, kill the slave-building general, and take the lead!"

Li Dingguo's galloping horse galloped, and behind him, thousands of Ming cavalry shouted loudly and followed up one after another.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the battle situation was completely eroded, and the news that reached Azig was all bad news.

"Prince Ying, the White Banner Army has been completely wiped out!"

"Prince Ying, Zhenghuang Banner and Xianghuang Banner Army have lost contact!"

"Prince Ying, someone saw that the Zhenglan Banner Army was suspected of surrendering to the Ming Army!"

At the beginning, Azig still had a bit of anger on his face, but as he listened, the anger gradually dissipated, replaced by despair and coldness.

Badali was by Azig's side. Hearing the news one by one, the leader of the Horqin tribe in Mongolia suddenly felt regret.

"If I had chosen to surrender to the Ming army like Abu Nai from the Chahar Department..."

The victory of the Ming army was clearly unstoppable.

They are both Mongolians but have chosen different camps. Now Abu Nai has become the winner, but Badali can only swallow the bitter fruit of failure.

It may even be buried here!
Badali looked around and saw the expressions on the faces of almost every Manchu and Mongolian soldier around him were bewildered and fearful of the future.

This battle is completely impossible to fight.

Badalley said softly: "Prince Ying, let's retreat quickly."

This sentence awakened Azig, he nodded and let out a sigh.

"I originally thought that I could kill Zhu Cihong here today, but I didn't expect... Hey, let's go!"

Azig is also an open-minded person. After knowing that he would die if he stayed, he immediately chose to retreat.

Under the escort of [-] Mongolian cavalry led by Badali, Azig hurriedly chose a place where there seemed to be not so many Ming troops to break through.

However, he had just galloped a few steps, when a gunshot sounded suddenly, and a guard beside Azig fell off the horse on the spot.

Azige was taken aback, and subconsciously turned his head to look, just in time to see Li Dingguo leading thousands of Ming cavalrymen out of the smoke and dust.

Disappointed, Li Dingguo put the musket back into the pouch under the saddle, picked up the long gun again, pointed the sharp point at Azig.

"Kill, not a single one of these Jian slaves can be allowed to escape!"

Azig's liver and gallbladder were torn apart, and he let out a scream that was barely human.

"Run away!"

……

After half an hour.

With a bang, a bullet hit the left hind leg of the horse under Azig's crotch. The horse hissed in pain and then rolled over to the ground, throwing Azig out of the horse.

Azig fell to the ground on his back, and felt that all his internal organs seemed to be displaced instantly, and he almost fainted on the spot from the pain.

I don't know how long it took, but Azig's consciousness gradually regained consciousness, and his sight also began to recover.

The moment his sight was completely restored, Azig was startled, and shrank his head subconsciously.

A black hole was aimed at his forehead.

Li Dingguo smiled and pointed at Azig with the muzzle of his gun, and said, "Prince Ying, it took a lot of effort to catch you."

Azig: "..."

The muzzle of Li Dingguo's gun moved down slightly, aiming at Azig's chest.

If the head is shot and the head is smashed, there may be arguing when the merits and deeds are rewarded, so it is better to keep a complete head.

Azig obviously realized something, and subconsciously shouted: "No, don't kill me, I surrender!"

The barrel of the gun in Li Dingguo's hand shook slightly: "Surrender?"

Azige hurriedly shouted: "I surrender, I know that your Ming prince Zhu Cihong has always treated prisoners preferentially, I can help you destroy the Qing Dynasty, you believe me!"

Li Dingguo had a strange expression on his face. After pondering for a moment, he put away the barrel of the gun.

"Then we have to see if His Royal Highness is willing to save your life."

(End of this chapter)