Anti Qing

Chapter 33
Duoduo stood on the wall of the camp, watching the Dashun Army's rear banners swaying, marching and drumming again and again, unmoved.

The [-] Green Battalions on the two wings, despite the fierce attack by the tens of thousands of Shunjun troops led by Liu Zongmin, only continued to fire arrows, without any sign of wanting to move for support.

Because of this, Liu Zongmin couldn't sprint with all his strength, and always had to leave a reserve team on the two wings, in case the Qing army on the two wings suddenly surrounded him.

Although the two wings of the Qing army were dominated by green camps, and their combat effectiveness was not as good as that of Dashun's veteran soldiers, they still had a large number of people, with a total of more than 2 people.

The sentry cavalry came in and out from behind the camp, continuously reporting the situation of the two wings.

"Reporting to Prince Yu, there are no traces of bandits near Yuanwanggou!"

Doduo nodded slightly, raised his hand and pressed it back, signaling to continue the investigation.

The sentinel immediately turned his horse's head and galloped away without stopping.

The Manchurian formation has been in contact with the main force of the Rogue Central Army for more than an hour, and the sky is gradually getting dark, but the sentry cavalry still haven't found any traces of the Rogue army in other directions.

"Turai."

As soon as the words fell, a general of the Qing army in the iron armor of the Zhenghuang flag rode out.

"exist!"

Duoduo stared at the rear of the Dashun Army and said calmly.

"I order you to draw three hundred elite guards from Zhenghuang Banner, Zhenghong Banner, and Zhengbai Banner to attack from the flank of the bandits and cut off their way back."

Tu Lai, the leader of Zhenghuang Banner's guard, raised his mouth slightly and smiled cruelly.

"As ordered!"

In the camp of the Qing army, the sound of hooves was rolling.

More than three hundred Jurchen cavalry in white armor shouted and charged forward, holding wide-bladed goose-wing sabers, steel tiger spears on their backs, and hard bows on their horses.

Although these guards only consisted of more than 300 soldiers, they were more well-equipped than the average Jurchen cavalry. They were all heavily armored from men to horses, and there were more than three horses per person. They went straight to the flank of the Dashun Army.

The thunderous sound of horseshoes resounded across the field, and the broadswords in the hands of three hundred Jurchen white-armored cavalry shone coldly, and the armor reflected the moonlight.

The cavalry of the Shun Army who stayed on the flanks came forward to meet them, and they screamed in pain after meeting each other.

"It's the White Armored Soldier!"

Liu Zongmin's eyes were tearing apart, the weapons in the hands of ordinary cavalry could not even break through the defense of these white armored guards, they couldn't stop them at all!

"Follow the forehead and return to the formation!"

Ordinary cavalry don't have the sophisticated armor like Lao Ben's Jingqi, and they don't have a strong will to fight, so they avoid them one after another.

Those bandit leaders who were subdued by Li Zicheng's coercion early on had evil intentions, and they were even more unwilling to fight to the death and engage in this meaningless fight.

Without the cover of the flanking cavalry, the ordinary soldiers of the Dashun Army in the rear were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered in the face of these white armored cavalry.

Although there are many people, they will disperse as soon as they charge, and they cannot form a joint force at all.

As a last resort, Liu Zongmin had no choice but to give up Nikan in front of him, and mobilized more than a thousand troops from his old elite to support the flanks himself.

As soon as Liu Zongmin withdrew, the balance of the fight between the cavalry instantly tilted.

Later, Duoduo continued to increase the number of Jurchen cavalry under Nikan's subordinates. Originally, the two sides were evenly matched, but now the Dashun Jingqi had lost their superiority in numbers, and without Liu Zongmin personally leading them, the formation was in chaos.

The battlefield was changing rapidly, and Nikan keenly grasped the confusion of the positions among the Dashun Jingqi, and immediately led the team to rush in, straight to the heart.

The price of this momentary change is the lives of dozens of experienced veterans.

The Jurchen cavalry were all powerful and courageous. In just a few breaths, dozens of Dashun fine cavalry were caught off guard and fell off their horses, and then they were trampled into flesh by the hooves of the rolling horses.

Liu Zongmin withdrew in time to help the flanks, but before he arrived, he saw the Dashun Army on the flanks in chaos, with miserable howls one after another.

Three hundred white-armored guards rushed into the crowd, slashing left and right, like wolves entering a flock of sheep, with almost no resistance.

Fear and panic spread in the Dashun army, and the rear line tended to collapse almost instantly.

Tulai, the leader of Zhenghuang Banner Guard Zuo Ling, laughed loudly on his horse, and the wide-edged goose-winged knife was dyed bright blood red.

"Kill them all!"

"I will lead you to Xi'an, and you will not seal your sword for three days!"

The three hundred guards were all dressed in white armor, so the blood spattered on their armor was more conspicuous.

They are like heavy tanks rolling over the crowd. Arrows can't hurt them, and knives are not enough to break their armor.

Some Dashun soldiers roared and stabbed with long spears, leaving only a mark on their armor.

Wherever they passed, the soldiers of the Dashun Army fell to the ground one by one, with blood splattered and bones piled up, and quickly piled up into a hill.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

In the distance, a familiar drum sounded.

The rear of the Chinese army, which was on the verge of collapse, immediately burst into cheers.

"Your Majesty is down!"

"March! March!!"

A black line appeared in the field of vision, followed by billowing smoke and dust, and a large white banner gradually rose with the bloody moonlight.

Liu Fangliang's white horse and silver spear, behind him the Zuoying elite rider tied wicker branches, billowing smoke and dust as they passed by, screaming wildly to kill.

The smile on Tulai's face froze instantly, and his eyes widened.

He clearly saw that the smoke and dust covered the road for several miles on the flat river outside Jindou Pass, and there seemed to be people and horses coming and going in the smoke and dust.

The marching drum was clearly accompanied by the arrival of King Chuang.

With such a billow of smoke and dust, could it be said that there are still tens of thousands of horses coming to help the rogues?
The Dashun soldiers around seemed to confirm Tu Lai's conjecture. The marching drum sounded, and the rear formation that was on the verge of collapse suddenly froze.

The Dashun soldiers who were running around gradually gathered together again, and some of them ran into the spear points of the Manchurian guards in spite of themselves, just to throw them off their horses.

Afterwards, several Shunjun brothers from around came forward together, peeled off the guard's helmet and visor, and pierced it with knives and guns.

The [-] elite Manchurian guards, under such a method of fighting for their lives, many of them lost their minds and died on the spot.

When a white-armored guard next to Tulai was looking into the distance, a Dashun soldier quietly cut off the horse's leg on his mount, and with a howl, both the man and the horse rolled to the ground.

Several Shunjun stepped forward and killed him in the same way.

"Withdraw! Quickly withdraw!"

Withdraw if you want, it's not that easy.

Liu Fangliang's left battalion elite cavalry had already arrived in an instant, fighting with these white armored guards, Liu Zongmin also brought more than a thousand fine cavalry to kill them at this moment.

Elite against elite, Shunjun Jingqi has more than ten times the number of guards.

Not to mention evacuation, Tu Lai only felt that two fists were hard to fight with four hands. Although he was not in danger of his life for a while, he was completely surrounded by the rear of the Dashun army.

On the camp wall, Duoduo used binoculars to carefully observe the rear formation of the Dashun Army, and when he saw an extra large white banner, he immediately sneered.

"Looks like Thief Li came in person, well, I'm waiting for him!"

"Pass down the king's military order, there are no bandits on the two wings, and the green battalion on the two wings will follow up quickly, press all up, and charge directly!"

"The thieves in front have been fighting fiercely for a long time, and they have long been exhausted. If they can't break through their central army in one go, they will all be punished by military law!"

Watching the sentinel gallop away, Duoduo was full of ambition.

Li Thief's tricks were still too weak after all, he had already guessed that Li Thief must have hidden reinforcements behind him, and he would copy the rear just waiting for his own wings to move first.

Now that thief Li appears, it's time to close the net!

"This king will eat up these rogues outside the camp before Li's army arrives, and then regroup the army to fight in person!"

Not long after, a large number of footsteps sounded from the two wings of the Qing army, resounding over the field like thunder.

Accompanied by overwhelming arrows, the Green Battalion army on both wings pressed forward with a neat military formation, forming a joint force with the Manchurian military formation outside the camp.

Liu Zongmin's central army suddenly felt overwhelming pressure, and the wild goose formation was on the verge of being broken under the joint attack of the Qing army from three directions.

But no one noticed the faint sound of digging under the soil layer of the [-] Green Battalion on the left.

After Wu Zhaosheng, the leader of the Han army in Zhenghuang Banner on the left wing, led the green battalion to leave, there was a buzzing sound in the ground under their feet.

Li Zijing led more than a hundred old soldiers from the headquarters, and supervised thousands of Shun soldiers digging tunnels non-stop.

The sound of rumbling footsteps as Wu Zhaosheng led the green battalion pressed in was enough to cover up the sound of tunnel digging.

Now, Li Zijing has passed the most difficult part, less than two miles away from the foot of the camp where Duoduo is.

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