Anti Qing

Chapter 15 Looking at each other (for further reading!)
It was noon, and the dazzling sunlight made people unable to open their eyes.

Li Zijing exhaled, tremblingly took off his hat, and found that the shiny hat from last night's expedition was now covered with scars, like ravines on the flat land.

As soon as the tense expression was relaxed, pain came to my heart.

Unknowingly, there were several small wounds all over his body, and the blood had clotted into scabs. The most serious thing was that it was loose after a long time, and his whole body was sore after the fierce fighting.

Li Zijing looked at Geng Zhongming who was escorted away by the soldiers like a defeated rooster, then turned around immediately, gritted his teeth and moved his body.

The sound of fierce fighting and the sound of rumbling drums still lingered in his ears. Li Zijing raised his palm to block the sun and looked around the tragic battlefield.

From Jindou Pass down to the gully in the distance, numerous corpses of the Dashun Army and the Qing Army were discarded on the ground, under the scorched earth and ashes, flags, knives and guns were thrown all the way, and no one cared about the shield carts and luggage.

A few vultures hovered above the corpses that had not been completely buried by sand and stones. Several arrows were still stably inserted into the corpses, but the broken spear was still held in the hands of the corpses.

The sharp cry of the vulture resounded in the air, and its sharp eyes were fixed on the ant-like Dashun soldiers on Pingchuan.

Seeing the countless unknown corpses on the side of the road, Li Zijing felt sad.

Most of these people are only in their 30s and [-]s. They are in their prime and fiery youth. They are dragged to the front line by the tide of troubled times and embark on the road of no return.

Li Zijing put the blood-stained Yanling Saber back into its sheath, unable to get back on his horse, he just led the rein and followed at the end of the team.

Several shield vehicles passing by were charred black, and the ground was full of mutilated bones from both sides.

Among the imprints left by some running footsteps, there are a few pieces of meat floating on the bloody water, which reflects Li Zijing's increasingly determined eyes.

Li Zicheng stood on the top of the slope where Duoduo once stood, looking to the west.

The location right now is indeed an excellent spot for observation. To the west, one can see the Qing army camp far away, and to the east, one can clearly see the Dashun soldiers in action on the Guancheng.

It's just that Li Zicheng didn't know that Duoduo also had a magical thing called a telescope in his hand.

Li Zicheng didn't know why he fought this battle. If his flanks were attacked according to his past habits, he would definitely retreat directly.

As long as the old capital is not seriously damaged, it is acceptable to fail many times.

Maybe it's the love for his only younger brother, or maybe it's the guilt for the people in Mizhi's hometown that made him order this battle out of nowhere.

Recalling the thrilling direction of this battle, Li Zicheng also breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, Duoduo's fighting spirit was not high, and he immediately withdrew to the camp when he saw that the front line was broken, otherwise there would be more corpses on the ground.

Li Zicheng rejected Liu Zongmin's pursuit proposal, and ordered the battlefield to be cleaned up as soon as possible, and the injured soldiers should be withdrawn to the pass for medical treatment and recuperation.

Afterwards, he jumped down the small slope, got on his horse and galloped back to Tongguan.

In previous battles, a large part of the casualties of the Dashun Army did not directly die in the battle.

There were many wounded on the battlefield, and there were different priorities. The Dashun Army developed too fast. After Xiangyang was established, although the fifth field battalion and the city defense army were established, they did not form a separate military medical team.

Compared with Jiannu, who had fought against the rites of the Ming Dynasty for decades, the foundation of the Dashun Army was still very weak, and the medical conditions were far inferior, so that it was always impossible to treat all the wounded in time.

Although the Dashun Army did not have an established military medical team, there were many doctors or pharmacy apprentices before joining the army.

Now these people are gathered together, protected by veteran soldiers, running around the battlefield to treat the wounded.

Perhaps in the not-too-distant future, these weaknesses will be rectified one by one, but it will take time.

Jiannu attacked from two directions, chasing and killing thousands of miles from Shanhaiguan all the way, the Dashun Army was forced to disperse its main force, and there was no time to develop slowly.

At the head of Tongguan City, the flag of Dashun is still fluttering in the wind, but it has lost the peace and tranquility of the past, replaced by devastation.

The corpses piled up outside the city, and were ignited by the remaining Dashun soldiers, gradually igniting a fire that soared into the sky, billowing black smoke.

The sun was slowly setting in the clouds, and the golden afterglow sprinkled on the earth, and the banners, knives and guns that were still left on the battlefield were still glowing with blood.

The mountains and fields are vast, and the peaks on both sides of Guancheng gather a bloody sunset glow.

The blood seeped into the arrow clothing worn by the Dashun soldiers, and the color gradually became blurred.

Looking around, the soldiers of the Dashun Army retreated into the pass, sitting or standing, gathered in groups of twos and threes, and they were already bruised.

But compared to before, he was a little more angry and no longer seemed lifeless.

This victory may be called a tragic victory, but it was indeed a hearty victory, which completely dispelled the fear of Jiannu in the hearts of the Dashun soldiers.

Tongguan General Military Mansion.

The mansion of the Ming Dynasty commander-in-chief stationed in Tongguan in the past has now been transformed into a venue for Li Zicheng and the civil and military officials of Dashun to discuss military affairs.

In the courtyard outside the General Army Mansion, two banyan trees rose from the ground, vigorous and tall.

In the lobby, there are many collected seats on the left and right, and some documents and newspapers whose handwriting can no longer be seen are scattered on the ground in a mess.

From time to time, soldiers hurried past the door, and there were bursts of footsteps.

"sit down."

Li Zicheng had no time to rest after his inspection of the city gate, so he rushed back to the lobby, dressed in dust and dust.

More than a dozen old soldiers in cotton armor followed into the hall, and then lined up on both sides and stood with knives to guard his safety.

Li Zijing stood in front of a chair on the right, and upon hearing this, he also sat down with the generals.

Before Li Zicheng could speak, Liu Zongmin stood up.

"Why don't you give up the chase?"

"Qinggou was repelled by the cavalry formation, it is a good time to take advantage of the victory and pursue!"

At this moment, Liu Zongmin's beard and beard were stained with blood, and the cyan arrow clothes were almost torn apart, revealing the black cotton armor inside.

Although they are all cotton armor, the suit Liu Zongmin wears is very finely crafted, with interlayers inside and densely packed small iron pieces inlaid in it, which is extremely tough.

Compared with ordinary soldier cotton armor, this suit on him is equivalent to an extra chain mail defense.

If a set of chain mail is worn inside the cotton armor, it will be difficult to poke it directly with a spear.

"Are you okay to say that?"

Li Zicheng looked at him, sullen.

"Qinggou retreated in an orderly manner this time. He must have set up an ambush on the way and attacked rashly. In case of being ambushed and killed by Qinggou, you will come to retreat the enemy?"

Liu Zongmin widened his eyes and shouted.

"What ambush, where are there so many ambush!"

"If you win, you don't take advantage of the victory to pursue it. Do you wait until tomorrow to attack the camp?"

"If there is an ambush, I will pay you with my life!"

Li Zicheng's face became colder, and he stared at Liu Zongmin, who also looked at him without showing any weakness. In the end, it was Li Zicheng who looked away first.

Suppressing the anger in his heart, Li Zicheng glanced at Li Zijing on the left.

"My younger brother said at first that dogs would set up ambushes, did you hear me?"

"For the same loss, how many more times do you have to eat before you can remember?"

When Liu Zongmin heard this, he also looked in front of him.

Li Zijing sat on the opposite side of Liu Zongmin, looked at each other for a moment, felt Liu Zongmin's angry eyes, suddenly felt timid and guilty for no reason, and subconsciously wanted to avoid his sharpness.

But it suddenly occurred to him that the ambush himself was right, he brought the firearms correctly, the battle was won, and Geng Zhongming was captured alive.

Shouldn't it be him who panicked?
So, Li Zijing took a deep breath and looked up.

The eyes collided, and they clashed in the blink of an eye.

A majestic lion, like a lion rising from rage.

A firm and confident man with sharp eyes, as steady as an old tree.

Liu Zongmin squinted his eyes, and found that Li Zijing was calm and composed, his eyes were completely different from yesterday, and had undergone some kind of qualitative change overnight.

The instant fighting between the eyes of the two was like a thousand arrows firing together, almost overturning the entire lobby.

The lobby is very quiet and the atmosphere is subtle.

Liu Fangliang came out suddenly, breaking the strange tranquility.

"Your Majesty, I proposed the robbing of the camp. Last night's battle was due to my failure to heed King Chuang's advice, which caused the brothers to fall into deep siege."

"Lao Ben suffered heavy injuries, and now the discussion of pursuit is all because of me, please punish me, Your Majesty!"

Li Zicheng stood up, looked around the crowd, and finally settled on Liu Fangliang.

"My Dashun lost a lot of money, with more than 2000 casualties, but I don't think he may feel good about Duoduo!"

"This battle is mainly about the prestige of my Dashun!"

"You are not at fault, and I will give you credit!"

Liu Fangliang raised his head, his face full of shock.

"His Majesty."

Li Zicheng naturally noticed the tension between the two just now, and was also very surprised that the third brother was not defeated.

There are very few people in the Dashun Army who can do this, that is, face Liu Zongmin's glaring gaze calmly and without changing expression.

It seems that in the past, there was too little concern for this younger brother, and there is actually such a difference between the brothers.

"The biggest hero in this battle is my third brother."

Li Zicheng looked to one side with a smile and beckoned.

"Respect yourself, come forward."

　I went out temporarily yesterday and got home after midnight. I'm really sorry!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)