the world is at stake

This Jia Laer really returned to his team, and ordered in a low voice: "Send the order, today's battle is hopeless. Hurry up and prepare to withdraw, so as not to fight again and run too fast."

He Shuutu had five Niulu under him, and Niulu Ezhen and Pashiku who led the team lost more than half of them, so they really didn't want to fight anymore.Hearing what the leader said, they hurried to prepare.

These five Niulu were ready to run, but the other Niulu were not blind.No one is willing to stay behind, so naturally they all have to sneak around to prepare.

Manggurtai is not completely ignorant of this, but he has nothing to do.He looked at the sun that was still hanging high, and only regretted that time passed too slowly—even if he wanted to retreat, he had to retreat at night, otherwise the Han people on the opposite side would chase after him casually, and the army would be defeated like a mountain.

At fourteen o'clock in the afternoon, two cannon shots were heard from a distant hillside.The spherical projectile arrived immediately, aiming at Mangurtai's flag of the general.

If it is the chief general of the Ming army, he likes to plant his general flag on the top of the city, after all, they rarely fight in the field.Jiannu's general flag is often handed over to a horse-riding white-armored guard to carry it, so that it can be maneuvered at any time.

The guards carrying the flag are at the entrance of the deserted village, and the one-foot-high flag is tired after carrying it for a long time.He leaned the flag against the side of the horse and rode it obliquely, and fed the horse with fried beans in one hand, and he was also in a hurry to drink water and eat dry food.

The two shells flew more than 500 meters, and the aim was still within five meters, and they hit the ground near the flag-carrying guards.There were two bang bang bangs in a row, the shells fell and the sand splashed, and the momentum was not small.

The horse carrying the flag was frightened, kicked its hooves, kicked out the guards feeding the horses, and then ran away with a patter.The one-foot-high battle flag naturally fell limply.

On the battlefield, the chief general Zhanqi must not make an accident easily, and if he makes a mistake, his head will be beheaded.The guards who fell to the ground endured the pain and struggled to get up to prop up the flag again.

But at the moment, no one on the Jiannu side cares about the general flag.Just hearing the sound of the cannon, they stood up one by one in horror, all looking at the hillside occupied by the Xinhua Han people.

Two puffs of white smoke rose from the slope, and the two bronze cannons moved back to their seats, rolled backwards onto the artificially built sloping mound, and returned to their original positions by themselves.

The gunner grabbed the gun brush to clean the gun bore, reloaded and aimed, and the gun elevation angle had been raised to the maximum, almost lobbing the target.

Zhou Qingfeng and Wang Xin looked into the distance with the binoculars, and what they saw was that the men and horses of Zhenglan Banner were like ants in a frying pan, or wasps that had been stabbed in their nests.The whole group moved around in shock, without any rules.

"Let the first battalion and the second battalion launch an infantry assault." Zhou Qingfeng ordered, and Wang Xin personally led the command.

Then there was the sound of military drums on the mountain road, and three hundred Xinhua infantrymen lined up in a square formation, stepping on the beat of the drums, carrying rifles, and walked out slowly at the prescribed pace.

The sound of drums and cannons drove the birds and beasts on the wilderness mountain road to flee.Rulin's spear stabs lined up in rows, undulating with clanging steps.

The soldiers' thighs were like spring-loaded machines, moving steadily, neither too fast nor too slow, neither too long nor too short, moving forward at a constant speed.They stared straight ahead, all with stern faces and indifferent expressions.

The mountain road is neither wide nor narrow, with 50 people lined up horizontally.The company commander leading the team walks at the forefront, always observing the location of the enemy and the road conditions, while stabilizing the speed of his own team.

On the battlefield, soldiers tend to be emotional and move too fast.The company commander has to stand in front of the protruding queue, raise the command saber flat, march backwards, hold down the speed, and ensure a straight line.

Among the monotonous drumbeats, there is also the gentle sound of bagpipes, which is used to ease the soldiers' emotions.Zhou Qingfeng originally thought about using the suona, but he gave up after using it once—when the thing was blown, the drumbeat was suppressed.

Cui Xiaoer was walking in the first row with a rifle on his shoulders. He looked sideways at the line of his subordinates, and was very proud of his young men—all young people from the Songjiang countryside, honest, dull, and timid.But they are now the most powerful army in the world.

In the past, these young people lived worse than cows and horses. They didn't eat or drink. They treated everyone as a master and kowtowed like garlic.It wasn't until they took five-foot spears and blew up the fortress of officials and gentry that their minds were refreshed and they had the aura of contempt.

76 steps per minute, 65 centimeters per step. In order to maintain this pace on rough roads, Xinhua infantry often have to practice for a whole year, longer than practicing using a flintlock.

The Xinhua Army doesn't like corporal punishment, but the instructors in the military group will scold those who walk in the wrong queue until the soldiers are trained to be as precise as a machine when they walk in the queue.

When the neat queue walked slowly in a calm manner, it carried the coercion like a mountain toppled.The Jiannu headquarters on the opposite side are being bombarded, and they are in a panic. If you look up at the approaching phalanx, you will feel the deterrence of your soul.

Mangurtai was caught off guard by the chaos brought about by the shelling. His barren village became the focus of shelling, and the Han people on the opposite side continued to bombard him at a rate of one round per minute.

Light artillery has a small caliber and cannot form a ricochet at a long distance, but the power of lobbing is still powerful.Especially in the case of grenades, each explosion clears a piece of ground.

Most of the buildings in the deserted village are low and decayed, and they will collapse when they are blown up.The Jiannu soldiers hiding in it fled in a hurry and could not be organized at all.After all, the shelling came from 600 meters away, and the organization was also bombarded.

"Lord Baylor, run for your life." A guard brought a horse and pulled Mang Gurtai away, "That cowardly He Shuutu has escaped, and his five bullies are the fastest."

The horse was frightened and neighed restlessly. If it hadn't been led by the guards, it would have run away long ago.

Mang Gurtai felt extremely humiliated and wanted to stay and fight to the end.But all the men and horses of the Zhenglan Banner were on the run, and he, the banner owner, was not allowed to give orders.

"How did this happen? It was just a few shots, why did they all run away? I, Dajin, ran wild in Liaodong. When did I become as incompetent as the Ming army?"

Lord Belle didn't want to leave, but the people below still wanted to live.Before the Han people on the opposite side came, five or six guards dragged Mangurtai onto his horse and left by force.

Waiting for the infantry formation of the first battalion of the Xinhua Expeditionary Team to come up, the slave-building army gathered around the deserted village all ran away.The opponent ran so fast that Zhou Qingfeng and Wang Xin, who were commanding from the rear, couldn't catch up.

The two saw that it was still early, so they ordered two infantry battalions and three naturalized battalions to move forward.The two infantry battalions advanced alternately along the road, and the two naturalized battalions chose to guard the flanks on both sides of the mountain road.The remaining naturalization battalion followed with artillery.

Due to the loss of luggage, Mangurtai's troops ran very fast.But a rout is a rout, and soon a large number of slaves were exhausted and fell to the side of the road, waiting to die.

Since slaves also had the hair style of money rat tail, Wang Xin ordered the naturalization camp to remove all slaves from the road and identify whether they were real slaves or Han Chinese?

Seeing Jiannu retreating on the opposite side, the mountain people in the Guihua camp have long been eager to try.They dragged the slaves to the sides of the road, looking at the physique first.Those with a strong physique will be killed directly without mercy.

Only those who are thin and scarred, can speak Chinese and tell where their hometown is, can save their lives.Just for this screening, half of the slaves were killed.

The infantry phalanx stopped and went, continued to move forward, and soon encountered a large number of flag soldiers of the Zhenglan Banner.

The banner soldier was Yu Ding, who was mobilized by various Niulu families, and followed the white armor soldiers to rob.They didn't dare to confront the Xinhua infantry phalanx head-on, so they could only desperately drill into the woods on both sides of the mountain road.

The naturalization battalion, which uses cold weapons, is not good enough to deal with white armored soldiers, but it is confident in killing these miscellaneous fish banner soldiers who run into soft-legged shrimps.

Cui Xiaoer's team took steady steps to pursue Mang Gurtai, when they heard fights and howls from the woods on both sides of the road from time to time.

The soldiers of the naturalization battalion wore half breastplates, armed with spears or machetes, and walked into the forest in groups.Their physical strength is well preserved, and they can chase two or three miles in the woods.

The soldiers in the naturalization battalion did not have to worry about, and there was no shortage of equipment, but the Xinhua Expeditionary Team did not have enough officers to control them.Zhou Qingfeng was bolder in using the naturalization camp, not afraid of casualties.

Zhenjiang and Phoenix City have two naturalized civilian supplementary groups, which can be pulled out to fight at any time.

The soldiers of the Jiannu Banner wanted to flee, so Zhou Qingfeng sent them to the Guihua Camp to chase after them, and the chased opponents ran wildly all over the mountains and plains.Although most escaped, this group of flag soldiers had no food or drink in the mountains, so they would not have much fighting power.

They chased and chased, and the hundreds of horsemen in Manggurtai who were chasing ahead couldn't stand it.

His horses drove the mountain road all night last night, and today they were whipped and escaped without a break. On the contrary, their physical strength is not as good as that of the well-trained 'horrible erect ape'.

The war horse that Mang Gurtai rode ran for five miles and refused to leave, no matter how much he smoked.If it is smoked again, it will fall on the side of the road and smoke continuously, looking like it is about to die.

The same is true for most of the other white armored guards and the elites of various cattle records. No matter if they rely on two legs or four legs, they can't run away from the Xinhua infantry who came slowly behind, beating drums and playing bagpipes.

"These Han people are like ghosts, following us to the death. Is it possible that we have to follow all the way to Kuandian?" Mang Gurtai cursed, looked at the surrounding terrain, and really wanted to set up an ambush for a counterattack.

However, there are only more than 200 Zhenglan Banner elites who are following Mang Gurtai, and they have discarded their helmets and armors, just want to reduce their load and run faster.It is not easy to organize them into an ambush.

The chasing Xinhua infantry fully trusted the rifles in their hands, took off half of the breastplate to reduce the load, and chased behind with minimal physical exertion.

The two battalions moved forward alternately, chasing leisurely, like an outing, but in fact they kept going, seemingly slow but fast.

Not to mention that there are also two naturalized battalions providing flank cover for the Xinhua infantry.These local soldiers in Liaodong gradually turned red-eyed, their morale was high, and they dared to rush forward even when they saw Mang Gurtai.

If the counterattack fails, you can only continue to escape.

This escape was a mountain road of more than 20 miles, which made Mangurtai, a Manchu and Shubeile, very tired.

He can still feel refreshed after walking twenty miles of mountain roads on weekdays.But today he was defeated and fled for twenty miles, but he was so tired that his legs were weak, his limbs were trembling, and he was covered in cold sweat.

It was going to be dark, and Mang Gurtai's Xinhua Han people who wanted to pursue him had to rest their feet, but saw a team of hundreds of people emerging from the mountains in front of them, and they rushed over in a daze.

Suddenly seeing this team, Mang Gurtai shouted to the sky to kill me.But when you get closer and take a closer look, the other party is also a money rat tail, dressed as a Jurchen.

Get a little closer, and a man came out on a horse from the opposite side, crying, "Fifth Brother."

"Old Ba?" Mang Gurtai hurried forward, and the one opposite him was his eighth brother, Huang Taijiu.He looked at the other party's embarrassed appearance again, and asked in surprise: "What's the matter? You didn't guard Kuandian, why did you run out?"

Huangtai class cried, "I received an urgent report from the fifth brother today, and I wanted to send troops to help. The Xinhua Han people who never thought of coming up from the Pushi River were extremely cunning. The generals who led the troops were slowly building fortresses and approaching Kuandian, but today they suddenly attacked the city. .

The Han people came in such a hurry that my Zhengbai flag was not on guard.

At noon today, the west and south walls of Fort Kuandien were blown down.A large number of Han soldiers armed with guns poured in from outside the city, and thousands of Han slaves in the city shaved their hair as a mark and suddenly rebelled.

In less than an hour, Kuandian Fort fell.The old minister Fei Yingdong let me lead the team to escape after desperately fighting.Brother Wu, what should we do now?Have you killed the Han Chinese in the north? "

Mang Gurtai's heart was as cold as ice, and Na Na replied: "Fifth Brother, I was also defeated. The Han people in the north are chasing after me, and I have been chasing my brother for a long time."

Before the words were finished, the sound of drums and bagpipes came from the mountain wind.Rulin's spears are moving slowly on the mountain road, and the neat phalanx is like an emissary summoning souls, trying to take people's lives.

Chapter 47

The Huangtai class also thought about getting dark, but it wasn't dark yet.

He fled north in a panic, with fewer and fewer people around him.This noble person, one of Dajin and Shuobeile, felt abandoned by his subordinates.All the way there was a lot of turmoil, and if there was any movement, I would scare myself.

Nurhachi unified Jurchen's various ministries by force, and shaped the Dajin Kingdom by relying on the land, wealth and high-pressure policies he robbed.Under this system, it is not only the slaves at the bottom who are oppressed, but nobles and military officers at all levels are also burdened with heavy shackles.

When there are enough interests, this group can be maintained.Once the losses outweigh the gains, groups at all levels attached to Daikin will fall apart.This process can become especially fast between life and death.

When Wang Xin set off from Aiyangbao to pursue Zhou Qingfeng, he sent a message to Chen Ding in the direction of Kuandian, informing Nurhachi that he might go south.Chen Ding has no doubts about this, because the three "flags" of Kuandian must be saved by slave chiefs.

Chen Ding's march towards Kuandian has been steady.But when Zhou Qingfeng intercepted Mangurtai halfway, he took two infantry battalions and set off lightly.

Facts have proved that the Xinhua infantry has epoch-making field mobility on its own two legs.

The two battalions marched more than 20 kilometers on the mountain road, passed through many field fortresses built halfway by the Huangtai class, and suddenly appeared under the fortress of Kuandian Fort, and blasted the city.

A few days before the attack, Chen Ding released the dozens of Jurchen prisoners who had been captured before several times, and contacted the Jurchen military officers in Kuandian City.

Nurhachi is very good at poaching opponents' corners on the battlefield.But today came a group that is better at engaging in the 'United Front'.

The forces forcibly kneaded by Nurhachi by force quickly appeared hesitation, anxiety and even disintegration in the face of stronger military armed attacks.

Chen Ding promised to only eradicate the Aixinjueluo family and spare other Jurchen tribes, and open the border market for reasonable business in the future.Under this premise, everything is negotiable.

I don't mean to say whether to do it in the future, but the strength and strike ability shown by the "Xinhua" force shows that it will be an important party in Liaodong-at least much stronger than the Ming army.

The cattle records gathered in the city should be carefully considered.Time was running out, and after the two city walls in the southeast of Kuandian were blown down by hundreds of kilograms of black powder, there was only one result to consider.

The Jurchens of the non-Jianzhou Department in the city rebelled.They shaved off the thin braids at the back of their heads, tied white scarves on their arms, and then led the Xinhua infantry into the city to counterattack the Huangtai class and Fei Yingdong.

Chen Ding's rapid penetration had already startled the Huangtai class, and the blasting of the city even tore through its physical and psychological defenses.The Ministry of Non-State Construction who was provoked stabbed him in the back again.

The chaos caused by multiple accidents was extremely deadly, and Niu Lu of the Jianzhou Department was beaten into a panic.Fei Yingdong led his troops to resist but was killed on the spot, and Huangtai class fled in a hurry.

Jiannu's 1 troops stationed in Kuandian fell apart in a blink of an eye.

Seeing Mang Gurtai, the Huangtai class only dared to say that they were raided by the Han people in Xinhua and the Han slaves in Kuandian rebelled, but they dared not say that other Jurchen tribes were stabbed in the back.He didn't tell the truth until he found out that Brother Wu was only surrounded by the Jianzhou Department.

"The Bayan rebellion in the Dong'e tribe?" Mang Gurtai scolded fiercely after knowing about it: "My subordinate He Shuutu also disappeared. He belongs to the Zhechen tribe, and he swore to his father Khan that he would never betray him. "

The two brothers gathered less than a thousand men and horses, and they were tired and hungry, like a frightened bird, in urgent need of rest.

Not to mention Chen Ding who had already captured Kuandian, Zhou Qingfeng came slowly along the mountain road with five battalions of [-] troops.With his blunt temper, he is determined to keep chasing him, and he will not stop until Kuandian.

It was already dusk and the sun was setting. The two brothers were short of breath and looked at each other.They followed Nurhachi to fight against various Jurchen tribes since they were young, and led troops through the desolate wilderness countless times like today.

Fatigue, hunger, pain, and poverty are not uncommon in war.The Huangtai class and Mangurtai will not be afraid of this.At that time, the Jianzhou Ministry was invincible, and the occasional failure did not matter to the overall situation, and it would recover quickly.

But now, from September to October, in less than 1 days, the Xinhua Han people who came across the sea drove the Huangtai brothers to a corner. More than [-] troops disappeared in a daze.

Right now Kuandian definitely can't go, the rest of the soldiers and horses will either go into the mountains and flee back to Hetuala with food and dew.Either launch an attack on Zhou Qingfeng's troops and forcefully break through.

When Huang Tai asked whether the Han people in the north were strong or not, Mang Gurtai smiled wryly and said dejectedly: "I conquered Haixi, conquered the Wula tribe, and chased Bu Zhantai. I was able to fight from morning to night without feeling tired. .

I also know that the Han people in the north are coming fiercely, and I must force all the departments to do their best.So I issued strict orders, used heavy rewards, and selected the most capable cronies.

But this morning we only fought for an hour, and my [-]-horse infantry could not fight anymore.The Han people beat up all my cronies.

Retired at noon, thinking about staying up until dark to launch a night attack.But the Han people pushed out the cannon again.Before I could think about how to deal with it, He Shuutu, a despicable villain, immediately led the team away when he heard the cannon fire.

The Han people lined up in a phalanx, carrying firecrackers, and walked over in a daze.Whether it's the armored soldiers, guards, or banner soldiers around me, they all look like ghosts.

I have never seen such a silly formation, as if assembled for the purpose of being beaten.But when my big gold warrior rushed up, there were rows of firecrackers on the opposite side, making it impossible for people to get close.

So I had no choice but to run away.Halfway through, I found that the artillerymen of the Han people hadn’t kept up. I thought it was an opportunity to reorganize the manpower, thinking that the Han people left the fortifications, and the field battle might not necessarily be strong.

But... Sele personally led the cavalry to charge the Han phalanx.The Han people are stuck on the mountain road, and they are still firing guns row after row. When they get close, they will throw the "enemy of ten thousand people" who will explode.

Eighth brother, you know Sele, he is my most powerful general.He led an army of more than 200 horses to charge, hugging the frightened horses amidst the sound of gunfire, trying not to be knocked off their horses, just hoping to kill a few Han dogs before dying in battle.

I have pity on my big gold warrior who has worked so hard and suffered countless casualties, so he can only go up and throw a few machetes and throwing axes.

Only a dozen or so cavalry rushed to the front of the Han Chinese phalanx, but the firecracker formation on the opposite side turned into a hedgehog-like spear formation in the blink of an eye.The front row squatted down and erected spears, and the back row used short guns to attack.

Even if a few cavalry troops rushed through the phalanx from the side of the mountain road, the Han soldiers were not afraid.There was a phalanx behind them, and a casual spear attack killed all of our men.

I watched the battle from behind, and felt that I couldn't do better, so I could only turn around and continue to escape. "

Mang Gurtai burst into tears while talking, sat on the ground and wailed: "I don't understand, I really don't understand!

Han dogs are like wood, they can neither lure the enemy, nor ambush, nor charge into battle.They don't know how to fight at all!

The gang of logs will only walk and walk along the mountain road in rows.I'm obviously better than them, but the Jurchen warriors can't rush, just can't rush.

They only made one move back and forth, setting up a square formation and firing guns, and they played endlessly.Two of my personal soldiers, Goshha, went crazy, no matter how many people we went up, they all died in vain. "

Mang Gurtai was crying and beating the ground, his hands were bleeding.The guards around him also wept, saying that the banner owner had used all kinds of methods, so he had to rush himself.

Huang Taijiu felt sad when he heard that, and thought to himself that it was lucky that he didn't fight head-on with the Xinhua Han people in Phoenix City, otherwise he would have died early.

He helped Manggurtai up, and comforted him, "Fifth Brother, don't cry. Let's go to Father Khan, to Ama. Ama can always find a way."

Hearing that he was going to find Nurhachi, Mang Gurtai finally came back to his senses, "If you want to leave, you have to go fast, otherwise the gang of dogs behind will have to catch up again. After fighting for a day, they seem tireless."

Zhou Qingfeng came from the northwest, and the brothers had to go to the northeast if they wanted to escape.The mountains are steep, but there are also many trails, abandoning the burden, leaving only one person to ride alone, and run fast.

Before dark, Zhou Qingfeng chased him to the upper reaches of the Pushi River, where the surface of the river was already like a stream.At the bend of the river, there were a large number of discarded military banners and supplies, including the Zhenglan Banner of Mangurtai and the Zhengbai Banner of Huangtai.