Anti Qing

Chapter 37
You chase after me, the horseshoes are flying fast, and the smoke and dust are billowing.

"Chase!"

"Don't let Dodo run away!"

After chasing all the way, only a hundred or so of Liu Fangliang's more than a thousand elite riders remained with him.

The two sides were one in front and one behind, and the Jurchen cavalry were all skilled in bows and horses. They would turn around from time to time and shoot cold arrows suddenly between fleeing.

However, the Dashun cavalry who came after them were veteran cavalry who had fought for many years. They also had the ability to ride and shoot, and their counterattack arrows were even more hasty.

After chasing for about a mile, several fine riders on both sides were injured and fell off their horses. Liu Fangliang suddenly grasped the reins tightly and stopped the horses.

"General Zhi, why don't you continue to chase?"

The veteran elite riders also stopped and looked around, their eyes eager to pursue.

In their view, Duoduo is right in front of them, and it would be a pity not to take advantage of the victory and pursue it.

Liu Fangliang didn't reply in a hurry, but squinted and stared around.

In front is the mouth of the valley, on the left and right sides, one side is a dense forest, and the other side is a high slope. This kind of terrain is an excellent place to set up an ambush.

After watching for a while, a hare suddenly ran out of the dense forest on the right.

This phenomenon is normal, but considering that the main general of the Qing army is Duoduo, Liu Fangliang was almost ambushed outside the Qing army camp before.

If Li Zijing hadn't reminded him in time, he might have suffered heavy losses to his old Jingqi in Zuoying that night, and the situation was similar.

Although it was just a few rabbits running out of the forest in a panic, Liu Fangliang still remembered Li Zijing's stern warning that night.

"Beast terror, Fu Ye!"

It's always right to be cautious.

Liu Fangliang thought for a moment, raised his hand and said.

"There's no need to chase, if Duoduo lays an ambush along the way, all the brothers will be killed by me."

Yu's Zuoying elite riders looked at each other a few times. Although they all felt sorry, they also knew that Liu Fangliang was right.

They have suffered a lot of similar losses, and now this great victory is hard-won, I don't know how many brothers' lives were exchanged for it, so they must not be careless again.

Accompanied by the neighing of several horses, everyone turned their horses' heads and walked away.

Behind the dense forest on the left, Nikan led the Qing army to lie down here. He was also dumbfounded when he saw the chasing cavalry of the Dashun Army turning back.

Nikan clenched his fists and hit the ground hard, his eyes full of unwillingness.

"Go back and report to Prince Yu, these rogues have learned to be smart."

The Qing army failed to set up an ambush, but it also avoided the pursuit of the Dashun Army cavalry. After Liu Fangliang withdrew, the pursuit troops of the Dashun Army also stopped abruptly.

The Qing army in ambush quietly got up and retreated from the side and rear of the dense forest.

Two miles away, Doduo was holding the rein of the horse with one hand, his eyes glowed coldly, but compared with before, his armor was crooked and he looked a little embarrassed.

Behind Duoduo, there are thousands of rout troops organized by him, most of them are the Jurchen Eight Banners who evacuated relatively quickly.

When these rout soldiers fled last night, most of them panicked and did not choose their way. The organizational structure was scattered, and the flags could only be distinguished from the color of the armor. However, the organization of more than a thousand people who retreated from Niutouyuan was relatively neat.

Doduo stared into the distance, with blazing fire of vengeance in his eyes, as if he was waiting for some news.

Not long after, smoke and dust billowed ahead.

A Jurchen cavalry came first, and Doduo's eyes flashed brightly.

The Jurchen cavalryman was panting heavily, his whole body was dusty, and even the armor of man and horse was covered with a layer of yellow sand.

"Report to Prince Yu, the bandits were not fooled!"

"Our troops were ordered to lure the enemy, but when the bandit leader Liu Fangliang arrived at Gaopo, he suddenly stopped to wait and see, and then retreated back!"

Duoduo slowly lowered his raised hand, without saying anything, but looking in the direction of Tongguan with longing eyes.

"Liu Fangliang doesn't have such a great ability, he must be a capable person from the bandit army."

"When this king finds out who this person is, he must be skinned and his tendons pulled to vent his anger!"

Duoduo gathered his rout troops here, just waiting for an east wind, and this east wind was Nikan's ambush!
Once the ambush ahead is successful, Duoduo will immediately put down his banners and drums, and personally lead the thousands of routs to take advantage of the situation to cover up and kill them back.

He has almost determined that if the ambush is successful, the situation on the battlefield will be rewritten in an instant.

The army of rogues who were cleaning up the battlefield scattered, and there were still many people packing their luggage in the camp. If they were caught off guard, they would surely be defeated.

But Duoduo didn't expect that Liu Fangliang learned how to be smart this time. When chasing, he knew to observe the terrain and turned back!
This time it was really defeated, completely defeated!
In the end, the hope of counterattack was shattered, and the chill in Doduo's eyes was so cold that it could freeze people.

He clenched his hands tightly, letting his nails dig into the flesh, the blood dripping slowly, and his expression remained unmoved.

The rogues fought so steadily, Duoduo knew that it was impossible to maintain the siege of Tongguan with these remnants and defeated generals alone.

He squinted his eyes and stared at the majestic tower of Tongguan. Although he was unwilling and angry, he could only raise his bloody palm and give orders coldly.

"retreat!"

Behind him, the Qing army no longer had the high fighting spirit they had when they came back, each of them was downcast, and even the banners were raised crookedly.

The footsteps gradually faded away, and the dust and smoke raised covered the last traces of the Qing army.

At the same time, the land several kilometers away from the original Qing army camp was filled with joy.

The Dashun Army had stopped chasing and began to collect soldiers and horses to clean up the battlefield.

The quality of the Qing army after first entering the customs was quite good. Even the soldiers and horses of the green battalion were all banner soldiers of the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty, not the green battalion that was corrupted later.

The first-generation Green Battalion formed by the flag soldiers of the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty was mostly the frontier army of the Ming Dynasty before, with their own equipment and food and salaries collected from local people, so their combat effectiveness was considerable.

The Green Battalion soldiers were the last to go into battle and were the first to break up. There were still a lot of usable armor and weapons, and they only needed to be put on the arrow jacket to equip a new old and strong soldier.

As for the Jurchen banner soldiers who were scattered and besieged to death, it was the highlight of this time.

These Jurchen braided soldiers were the foundation of the Qing Dynasty, and their equipment was naturally not comparable to ordinary green battalions.

The armor of the Jurchen Eight Banners is mostly a full set of cloth armor, and a small number of white armor guards are scattered everywhere with gun helmets. Most of the swords and guns are stainless steel wide-edged goose-wing knives and tiger guns.

Most of the Jurchen guards are strong-backed and heavy-backed, and the swords and guns they use are also particular about their strength and strength.

The broad-bladed goose-wing knife is an enhanced version of the original lancet, and the tiger gun is an enhanced version of the original iron gun of the Ming Frontier Army.

Li Zijing picked up one of them and was instantly shocked by its weight.

This tiger gun is really heavy, if it is not a strong person, it is difficult to swing it, let alone use it on horseback.

If you look closely, you can see that there are many blood grooves inside this tiger gun. The head is wrapped with cloth and painted with lacquer, and the steel wire is wrapped around the outside. Antlers are tied horizontally on both sides of the bottom, and the butt has a leather sheath.

Such exquisite equipment, not to mention the soldiers of the Dashun Army, even the general Jurchen Eight Banners can't be used casually.

It's just a pity that the white-armored guards came and retreated quickly, most of them were one-man horses, changing while running, and not many caught up.

Those who died on the battlefield were almost all killed by siege before they had time to run.

Most of these Manchurian guards fought to the death before they died, and were besieged by the Dashun army in turn, so they didn't have much armor to use.

On the battlefield at this moment, the silence was a little terrifying.

The loud shouting and killing that lasted for several days completely dissipated, and what was left was only scattered corpses and a gurgling red stream.

The soldiers of the Dashun Army did not cheer after the victory. Most of them just raised their feet and stepped over the bones, silently picking up equipment.

Under the blood-red sunset, there are one lonely figure after another blankly cleaning the battlefield.

The troops of the Dashun Army returned to Jindou Pass on foot with the captured weapons and luggage, and they came and went from under the city gate in an endless stream.

This situation lasted for a full day.

A small number of veteran soldiers were left on the battlefield, commanding ordinary soldiers to pile up corpses into hills and burn them.

Soon after, billows of black smoke rose into the sky.

The exuberant fire burned outside the pass all night. Fortunately, the sudden east wind blew away the smell of burnt corpses, making people feel a little better.

The flag of Dashun was still flying over the city of Tongguan, but everyone's heart was extremely heavy.

(End of this chapter)