Anti Qing

Chapter 13
Seen from above, the soldiers and horses of the Dashun Army and the Qing Army outside Jindou Pass had been completely chaotic.

The originally well-organized Qing army almost collapsed. After losing the Manchurian governor team, everyone was like a bereaved dog, completely devoid of resistance.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The marching drum sounded again, and it rang throughout Pingchuan in a short while.

The Dashun army formed a three-wall cavalry formation and broke through the Qing army formation in one go. The remaining infantry also rose up immediately, taking advantage of the situation to launch a final charge.

Geng Zhongming waved his whip convulsively, wishing that his horse could fly directly to the yellow dragon banner in the distance, because the entire battlefield, only there is safe now.

In his eyes, the earth receded like a tide, and Geng Zhongming couldn't care less about how many people were still following him.

As long as he can escape, the defeated soldiers can be gathered again, and human life is worthless.

"Chichi-"

A burst of brilliant flames illuminated Geng Zhongming's eyes, and a fire dragon shot out from a distant Dashun cavalry in a black tunic, and arrived in an instant.

Geng Zhongming was hit directly by the rocket, but the mount was still running forward, so that he fell to the ground in embarrassment.

Behind him, the cavalrymen of the Zhenghuang Banner Han army stopped one after another, reined in their horses, turned around, and charged towards the Dashun fine cavalry who were chasing after him to cover him.

But the number was still too small. Although these Han soldiers were brave enough to protect their master, they were submerged in the tide of the Dashun cavalry in an instant, and not even a single wave was raised.

The horses intersected, and more than a dozen cavalrymen of the Zhenghuang Banner Han Army screamed and fell off their horses, becoming the ghosts of the chasing Lai Dashun cavalry.

Iron hooves step on the ground, ten thousand horses gallop.

Geng Zhongming got up in a hurry, and his whole body fell to pieces, even the gun helmet on his head flew to nowhere.

Before he had time to observe the surrounding situation, he could only smell a burning smell coming from his nose.

The rocket fired just now failed to break through the armor he was wearing, but the sparks ignited his beard and hair.

Geng Zhongming rolled wildly on the ground, managed to extinguish the small fire on his beard and hair, but his armor was stained yellow with sand, his face was scorched black, and he was extremely depressed.

A sound of hoofbeats approached and gradually stopped in front of him. It was a shadow that wasn't too thick.

Li Zijing threw away the thunderbolt cannon in his hand, pointed the blood-stained Yanling saber under the horse, and said in a deep voice.

"Stop."

Geng Zhongming was about to get up, but the tip of the knife above his head was pressed against his throat in an instant, and Li Zijing's face was frosty.

"Don't court death."

Geng Zhongming glanced slightly, seeing that the battlefield was settled at this moment, and more and more Dashun cavalry were coming beside him, his mood immediately became gloomy.

He raised his hand, squinting and smiling.

"Little brother is very capable, why did you become a thief?"

Li Zijing naturally knew that he was a rogue when he traveled through time, but now he was resisting the Qing Dynasty, but not rebelling.

Then he looked up and down and sneered.

"Seeing that you have healthy limbs, why are you willing to be Jiannu's running dog?"

Geng Zhongming's face was livid, but he smiled again on second thought.

"I will be my dog ​​and you will be your thief. I don't care about you, and you don't care about me. But as long as you let me go, I can give you good things."

Li Zijing was taken aback.

"What good stuff?"

Geng Zhongming thought there was something going on, so he turned sideways quickly.

"In my armor, as long as you let me go, this thing is yours."

Li Zijing stretched out his hand and took it in. He felt it was a stick, but when he took it out, it looked like a telescope.

Geng Zhongming is very fond of this thing, looking forward to it.

"How about it?"

"Looking ten miles away, it's as if it's right in front of your eyes. This thing is a good thing. Don't you have any bandit leaders?"

Li Zijing closed his left eye and looked through the mirror with his right eye.

In the small circular frame, the brigade of Qing troops rushed into the camp, dug trenches, erected horses, and the scene of the battle is unobstructed.

As you can see, Duoduo really retreated despite the difficulties, and he couldn't hold out when he returned to the camp.

Good stuff, really good stuff.

Li Zijing took off the binoculars and was amazed.

The person in front of him actually has such a good thing in his hand, I am afraid that Duoduo also has it in his hand, standing outside the camp, he can look at the Guancheng from a distance.

The Dashun Army didn't even know the terrain outside Tongguan, they only knew how to use the tactics of crowds, how could they be undefeated in history.

In this battle, the Dashun Army fought in the same way as yesterday, and Duoduo followed suit, defeating the flank of the Dashun Army on the east side.

If Liu Zongmin hadn't led the cavalry to break through the Qing army's front line, he would have been copied by the Qing army cavalry from the flank just like yesterday.

Of course, this is also the reason why Liu Fangliang immediately led Lao Ben Jingqi to cooperate.

Two hundred thunderbolt cannons went down, although they failed to cause much damage, they filled the rear of the Qing army with smoke. Fire dragons were everywhere, which interfered with Duoduo's judgment.

Having said that, if I had this thing long ago, I still need to go under the nose of the Qing army to find ambushes?

"Tied up!"

With an order, several veteran soldiers of Dashun stepped forward and bound the injured Geng Zhongming's hands and feet with three strokes.

Geng Zhongming turned pale with shock and shouted loudly.

"You are not trustworthy!"

"You accepted my gift, why don't you let me go?"

Li Zijing squatted down, and lightly smashed his head with a binoculars, with a half-smile.

"Is it worth keeping promises with someone like you?"

"Haha, enjoy it! Kill it with joy!"

There was a sound of hoofbeats behind him, and Liu Fangliang rode over. The original iron gun on his shoulder had already been thrown away, and he was carrying a fine steel tiger gun that he had seized from nowhere.

"This is.!"

"Isn't this King Huaishun?"

Liu Fangliang was shocked, jumped off the horse, squatted in front of Geng Zhongming and watched carefully.

"How did the majestic King Huaishun of the Qing Dynasty become such a bird?"

After saying that, Liu Fangliang turned around, looked at Li Zijing who was also shocked, and immediately understood, and laughed.

"I forgot about King Chuang, you don't know him!"

Liu Fangliang stood up, pointed at the captives who were tied up, and said loudly.

"I would like to introduce to you brothers, this is the majestic King Huaishun of the Qing Dynasty, the flag owner of the Zhenghuang Banner of the Han Army!"

"How about it, isn't the name domineering enough?"

The number of Dashun troops around gradually increased, so they focused their attention.

Faced with the ridicule of the group of people whom he regards as rogues, being watched like monkeys, the disgraced Geng Zhongming wished he could find a crack in the ground and sneak in.

He never expected that the one who shot him off his horse and captured him was Li Zicheng's third brother, Li Zijing, known as the Little Chuang King.

Before that, Geng Zhongming was still thinking about what made Li Zicheng come out and lead all the main force to rescue.

He had considered all the factors except this one.

Duoduo also underestimated Li Zicheng's determination to save people this time. The Nikan troops sent to the front to support were insufficient, and the shield car was late, so they were scattered by Dashun's three-wall tactics.

Li Zijing was really surprised. He saw that the Qing soldier's armor was brightly made, and it should be a big fish, but he didn't expect it to be such a big fish.

Huaishun Wang Geng Zhongming, isn't this one of the San Francisco in the early Qing Dynasty?
Just fell in Tongguan?
Along the way, I didn't see many corpses from the Eight Banners of Manchuria. Most of them were the corpses of the infantry of the Dashun Army, and the battle damage ratio was very exaggerated.

As for catching Jian Nu alive, that's simply impossible.

The gang of tartars ran so fast, how did they leave this King Huaishun alone?
Li Zijing looked around with the binoculars he just got, and found that the Qing army was retreating very quickly. In such a short time, the main force had already retreated westward and returned to the camp.

On the way to the Qing army camp, the Eight Banners of Manchuria still maintained a strict formation, and the rear formation pulled the shield car, which could be changed to a defensive formation at any time.

The Qing army was in order, and it was obvious that they were retreating in a planned way, rather than being defeated.

After looking at it for a while, Li Zijing put down the binoculars and looked around at the thousand veterans who followed closely behind him.

They are all wounded, with tired faces, but firm eyes.

After one night, Li Zijing's performance was obvious to all. If there was no Li Zijing, there would be them lying on the ground.

In the distance, a big cyan banner is floating in the air, and the banner engraved with the word "Da Shun" is still buzzing at the top of Tongguan City.

The Dashun Army has stopped pursuing and started to collect usable supplies.

As the night passed, Li Zijing walked through the gate of hell several times, and the thought of regretting playing the battle often lingered in his mind.

But now, his mind finally became firm.

The Qing army is not scary, and they are not invincible. It is not difficult to survive, it depends on what path to take next.

Hiding in Tibet will eventually be discovered.

Once they lose the protection of this army, they can only drift with the tide, and these unknown corpses on the ground will end up the same way.

Li Zijing squinted and saw that Geng Zhongming, the famous Huaishun King in history, had lost everything and became a plaything in his palm.

If caught, he would probably die after suffering endless humiliation just like him.

In troubled times, only by holding the knife in your hand can you control your own destiny!

　"Qizhen Wild Vehicle Volume Six":
　　"Using a binoculars, you can detect thieves from far and near. Glass is embedded at both ends of the lens barrel, and you can see forty or fifty miles away as if you are right at hand."

　　
　
(End of this chapter)