A small soldier of the frontier army in the late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 565 The Big Crash Captured

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"very good!"

Wang Dou on the hills saw the battle situation ahead, Zhong Tiaoyang and others were also very excited. It is enough to be proud of the record of defeating more than [-] Han Eight Banners with a large number of guns.

Xie Yike clapped his hands and applauded, at the same time he said bitterly: "Our army suffered a lot of casualties in this left-wing war, and Master Wen..."

He wiped away his tears and gritted his teeth: "It's all caused by the traitor Kong Youde, he must be captured and skinned alive!"

With a cold light in Wang Dou's eyes, he resolutely ordered the Chinese army to sound the trumpets and drums, and the Jingbian army attacked from all fronts. Dou ordered him not to accept him at night, and even some soldiers from the guard battalion sent out to hunt him down.

He issued a special order: "Be sure to capture Kong Youde alive, as well as the Hongyi artillery officer, the rest of the Koryo generals, Han bannermen, etc., whether to kill or capture, let the sergeants choose!"

Qin Yi, who praised the painting, pondered for a while, and said: "General, Zerun, the true ancestor of the Han Army Zhenglan Banner Gushan, is the eldest son of the ancestor, is it..."

Wang Dou waved his hand and said coldly: "Let the sergeant choose himself!"

All the generals in the Chinese army stood proudly. Qin Zanhua was born as a literati, so he had more considerations, but what they liked most was to be kind and friendly, so why would they be afraid of the dissatisfaction of Zu Dashou or Liaodong generals?Dare to join the Qing Dynasty and oppose the Jingbian Army, no matter what your status is, you can only die!
"Chase!"

There were cries and shouts everywhere, all over the mountains and plains, all the Han troops of various banners struggling to escape, all the places where they could walk were crowded with people, and those who accidentally fell were immediately trampled to the ground by their own robes.

They were all in disarray, and even those who wanted to stop resisting were forced to escape involuntarily.

After fleeing the crowd like a torrent, the Jingbian Army and the Xuanzhen New Army shouted for pursuit. During the pursuit, the Jingbian soldiers and others still paid attention to the battle formation, mostly in order to start a chasing and killing small three talent formation. Chasing and rushing to the north among the fields.

Shi Tingzhu had braided hair, and under the cover of some personal guards, he stumbled and fled eastward. He was originally riding a horse, but in such a terrain, the horse could not run fast, and it was easy for the horse to stumble.

Shi Tingzhu was in a panic, he didn't pay attention to a gully in front of him, he even fell down with his horse, not to mention the whip in his hand was thrown far away, the horse's hooves were even broken.

The broken soldiers all over the place are even more obstructing the escape. At this time, they don't care whether Shi Tingzhu is the one-flag Gushan Ezhen. In anger, they even stabbed him with a single shot, and the two guards fell down in disbelief. on the ground.

In order to escape for their lives, they abandoned their horses. Shi Tingzhu has rich experience in escaping. When he was in the Ming army, he escaped countless times. onto them, lest you fall down.

There was only one thought in his mind, flee, flee, flee to the emperor's army, and there would be a way out. Behind him, Zu Zerun's distant shout came: "Shi Shuai, Shi Shuai, wait for the younger brother, Shi Shuai!" handsome……"

The voice was anxious and desperate. In the past, Zu Zerun always had a sense of superiority over Shi Tingzhu. His father was Zu Dashou, the de facto leader of a wealthy warlord in Liaodong, and one of the oldest generals. Shi Tingzhu was only his father's subordinate.

In addition, Huang Taiji always looked at Zu Zerun differently in order to recruit his father, so Gu Shan Ezhen, who is also from the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty, Zu Zerun also had a feeling of being superior to Shi Tingzhu. At this time, the arrogance was completely gone He just shouted anxiously, hoping that Shi Tingzhu would stop and wait for him.

Not long ago, Shi Tingzhu saw North Korean general Jin Yuze, Xianghong Qi Gushan Ezhen Liu Zhiyuan, and Xiangbai Banner Gushan Ezhen Wu Shoujin, stabbed to death by random guns from the Jingbian army. Life is important, so who cares about Zu Zerun or Shi Zerun?
Let's talk about it if you can escape from birth. In an emergency, let alone Zu Zerun, his parents are by his side, and he must only care about himself.

But with a casual glance, he secretly groaned, he has rich experience in escaping, and all the armor and clothing that showed his identity were stripped and thrown away, unlike Zu Zerun who showed off, he had to wear a gilt armor when he fled, maybe Zu Zerun shouted At that time, he was noticed, and several fierce Jingbian Army spearmen chased after him in a row.

Shi Tingzhu uttered a strange cry, rolled and crawled, walked forward with both hands and feet, and rushed forward, not knowing when the guards around him got separated.

He ran desperately, and those spearmen and soldiers were chasing him closely. Judging from the shouts of the two Tartar generals just now, it can be known that the guy in front with only his dirty clothes and trousers left must be a big fish.

"Don't come, don't come!"

Zu Zerun screamed, put his hands on the ground, kicked his legs vigorously, and retreated at an indescribable speed, but he looked terrified, like a weak young woman who met a few big men who escaped from prison in a deserted field.

As the eldest son of Zu Dashou, his family focuses on cultivation on weekdays. He has the demeanor and city mansion of his own family's children. I have gone to cloud nine.

He is not the Governor of Liaodong Qiu Minyang, nor is he General Cao Bianjiao and Wang Tingchen, who can face death without changing his face.

In front of them are several Jingbian army gunmen fighting. They wear eight-petal caps, iron pointed helmets, blue-gray short-sleeved fur winter coats, blood-dropping spears in their hands, and arm armor leaves on both arms. A chilling light shone in the sun.

Their faces were full of murderous looks, and they looked at this Ertar general with disheveled hair and armor covered in weeds and mud with disdain.Judging by his armor color, he is a high-ranking official of Gushan Ezhen level, or a member of the Zhenglan Banner of the Han Army. Kill him and fight for military merit for yourself.

Seeing them approaching step by step, stepping over some corpses strewn about on the ground, those are his personal guards, all of them are dead at this time, Zu Zerun even rolled and crawled and screamed, he cried and begged loudly while crawling .

Suddenly he felt empty, but there was a wide ditch behind him. Looking forward again, a muscular and gloomy spearman had already lined up, and slowly raised his shiny spear to him, Zu Zerun Howled loudly: "Don't kill me, my father is Zu Dashou..."

However, the spearmen of the Jingbian army stabbed without hesitation, and the spear pierced through the armor in an instant, and deeply pierced Zu Zerun's chest. The spearman drew out his long spear, and stabbed deeply with another shot. The blood rain, as his long spear was pulled out and inserted, spread in the cold wind.

"I'm coming too!"

Han Kaihui strode forward, Liu Lie hurried up, and the rest of the spearmen rushed up and stabbed at Zu Zerun. His vitality was extremely strong, and he was still howling after being stabbed dozens of times, but his body had been twisted into To die.

Finally, his body didn't move, no sound came out of his mouth, and his body covered with bullet holes and blood holes occasionally twitched a few times.

Wu Dingguo slowly withdrew his spear from Zu Zerun's body, wiped the flesh and blood on his armor repeatedly, and said, "You two Tartars, don't say your father is Zu Dashou, your father is Hong Chengchou even use."

Liu Lie said naively: "Captain Han, how much military merit do we have for killing this second Tartar official?"

Han Kaihui shook his head: "I don't know, ask Chief Mou Jia."

Mou Dachang shook his head: "I don't know either, ask Commander Zhao..."

Shi Tingzhu faintly heard Zu Zerun's miserable howl, a chill made him shiver all over his body, he yelled, exerting all his strength, at this moment, he was the most outstanding marathon champion in history , and not as fast as he escaped.

Boom, there are bursts of golden stars in front of my eyes, but Shi Tingzhu ran too hastily, didn't pay attention to his feet, accidentally tripped over a field ridge, fell like a dog, and heard heavy footsteps behind him, Shi Tingzhu's body was like sifting chaff He trembled like a man, and he didn't know where the strength came from. When he pressed his hands, he was about to jump up.

With a chirping sound, a long spear pierced Shi Tingzhu's calf, Shi Tingzhu howled sharply, he desperately wanted to crawl forward, there was another chirping sound, incomparable pain came from his right hand, but it was a long spear piercing him again The palm of his hand dug deep into the soil.

Shi Tingzhu roared and struggled, suddenly felt his hands and feet loosen, the spear was pulled away, and then his scalp tightened, a thick and powerful hand grabbed his money rattail braid, and lifted it vigorously, Shi Tingzhu felt his scalp would be pulled I went, and while screaming loudly, I had to stand up along with that hand.

The soldiers of the Jingbian army wearing hats and helmets in front of him, the man pulling his hair was covered with scars all over his face, Shi Tingzhu thought he was fierce, his appearance was terrifying, and he was full of murderous looks, compared to this man, he was insignificant Great witch, seeing the fierce glints in their eyes, Shi Tingzhu was terrified and exhausted, his eyes suddenly went dark.

When he was about to pass out, he seemed to hear a few words of dialogue indistinctly: "...Do you know these two Tartars?"

"do not know……"

"I don't know the identity, let's tie it up first..."

His life could be saved for the time being, Shi Tingzhu's heart relaxed, and he was completely unconscious.

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Not far from the right mountain of Yijialing, Jin Zidian and Eduardo sighed at the same time when they saw the soldiers of the Jingbian Army approaching successively. The two of them escaped slowly with some subordinates, and were overtaken and surrounded by some Ming troops.

Jin Zi ordered the North Korean official uniforms of his first-rank officials. The emperors and ministers of the Ming Dynasty had always been friendly to the vassals, and they were also striving for North Korea to leave the Qing Dynasty and return to the Ming Dynasty again. Perhaps, he could use this to save his life.

Eduardo straightened his Portuguese military uniform and smoothed his lips and temples to try to make himself look tidy. He was also thinking that the Eastern countries have always been friendly to foreigners, whether they are Tatars or Chinese, and hoped that they could take advantage of them. This saves lives.

Moreover, his single-handed cannon technique is very useful. No matter how resentful he is, survival is the top priority.

Seeing those Ming soldiers approaching with great strides, their fine iron helmets and armors, and their sturdy demeanor, he was secretly startled: "These Ming soldiers are also first-class fighters in Europe."

When the Jingbian soldiers were not far away, Eduardo suddenly raised his hands and shouted in blunt Chinese: "Long live the Ming Dynasty, brave and mighty!"

"Long live the Ming Dynasty, brave and mighty!"

There were only four Fulang robots left beside him, raising their hands together in response: "The sun and the moon never set, and they will shine forever!"

"The sun and the moon never set, and shine forever!"

This is a strategy that Eduardo and his fellow countrymen urgently discussed. Orientals like to listen to good things, and maybe shouting this can increase their friendliness.

Their actions made Jing Bianjun and Jin Zidian stunned for a moment, and a group of officers stepped out of the crowd and strode over.

Edward saw that the officer was wearing armor, leg skirts, and a cape. The shiny scales on his body seemed to be of great value at first glance, and he must have a high military rank.

Eduardo knew that the Oriental was just a small soldier, and he liked to be called a general. Although the officer in front of him was tall and burly, with a sloppy face, he gave people an indescribable oppressive force...

He still suppressed his fear, and gave a noble salute politely: "Spain-Portuguese Empire, Baron Lopez Family, Eduardo Philip de Menezes Lopez, I have met Your Excellency General... Your Excellency, please understand me I have fought bloody battles for Ming with Lu Weilue’s guerrilla in Gongsha, but because I failed, I was taken to the Qing Dynasty and had no choice but to serve them. However, I am still in the Han camp and my heart is in Cao. I am also very willing to serve Daming and the general again..."

Zeng Yiyi looked at Hong Yi coldly, saw his mouth opening and closing, talking non-stop, he suddenly punched him hard on the lower abdomen, and Eduardo bowed his back in pain, he endured the pain and uttered an inarticulate cry Said: "Da Ming Wan Sui, Bowei milk is used in Chinese medicine..."

The four Hongyi subordinates trembled and echoed in fear: "The sun and the moon are falling, the sun and the moon are falling..."

Zeng Yiyi grabbed Eduardo's skirt and pulled it in front of his eyes. He said with a grim expression, "You red-haired ghost, do you know how many casualties your artillery battalion caused to our army? Mr. Huang Qian, he is my former boss." Boss, he was smashed to pieces by your artillery..."

He gritted his teeth, but thinking about the general's order, he still threw Eduardo away and told the left and right: "Tie him up, bring him back to the general, and then take care of him."

Eduardo fell to the side, still yelling in fear: "The Great Ming Dynasty is broken, the Chinese use Bowei milk..."

Zeng Yiyi strode towards Jin Zidian, seeing this savage-faced Ming general approaching, Jin Zidian's face was pale, and he was very frightened, but he still forced himself to remain calm and reserved.

Behind him, there are a few staff members in robes, cotton soft-soled high-waisted boots, and big-brimmed hats on their heads. At this time, one of the staff members stepped forward, bowed his hands and saluted, and said in fluent Chinese: "I have seen you General of the country."

He introduced Jin Zidian: "This is the government of North Korea, right Yizheng Jin Zidian, Mr. Jin."

He was afraid that Zeng Yiyi would not understand the meaning of Jin Zidian's official position, so he reminded him: "It is equivalent to the old man of Shangguo."

He spoke with a sense of pride in his words.

Zeng Yiyi looked at him for a while, and suddenly a heavy slap across the face, followed by the loud sound, the teeth and blood of the North Korean staff spurted wildly, his body circled, staggered and fell to the side, struggling for a long time Sorry.

Zeng Yiyi cursed: "Fuck you, you lowly Korean dog, how dare you show yourself in front of me?"

Seeing the appearance of the staff, Jingbian soldiers and others laughed, while Jin Zidian was trembling with anger: "Presumptuous, too presumptuous, it's insulting to gentleness, it's really insulting to gentleness..."

Zeng Yiyi squinted at each other, and slapped him with his backhand. Amidst the sound of slaps, he slapped Jin Zi more than a dozen times in one breath, causing his mouth and nose to bleed, his official hat fell off, and his temple hair was disheveled. The elegant and elegant image was completely gone, and then Zeng Yiyi pulled Jin Zidian to his eyes, and looked at him coldly: "Do you still dare to be stubborn?"

Blood dripped from Jin Zi's nose from time to time, staining his first-rank official uniform red. Seeing Zeng Yiyi, he shook his head in fear.

Zeng Yiyi threw Jin Zidian aside, and looked at the rest of his staff, all trembling like frightened rabbits.

He snorted coldly: "You Yizheng is a fart, and it's not You Yizheng of our Jingbian army, so I tied them all up!"

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The cold sound of spears piercing into the body, the roar of bird guns, and the exclamation of the defeated army all merged into a melody of defeat and pursuit. On a low hill, dozens of Han troops gathered in a circle. Around them, surrounded A large number of spearmen and gunmen of the Jingbian Army.

Most of these Han troops were soldiers from the Zhenghong Banner, and some generals from the Yu Banner. Many of them were former Dongjiang Army veterans such as Kong Youde, Shang Kexi and others.

These veterans were quite brave, although they fled and were hunted down, they actually caused some casualties to the Jingbian Army and Xuanzhen New Army soldiers. If it weren't for Shi Tingzhu and others' relationship with the routed troops, those subordinates such as Kong Youde would not be so easily dispersed.

At their feet, corpses and wounded were piled on top of each other, covered with various bullet holes, and some bullet holes. In a pool of blood like a small river, lay the twisted corpses of Shen Zhixiang, Cao Shaozhong, Liu Chengzu and others.

Seeing the surrounding Jingbian army raising their guns densely again, the remaining Han soldiers, although their faces were pale, didn't show much fear. They suddenly roared, and charged down the hill with swords and guns in hand.

In the explosion of the gunfire, they fell to the ground one by one. Through the white smoke after the shooting, Xie Shangbiao saw that there was no one in front of him. He nodded in satisfaction. No matter how fierce these two Tartars are, they are no more fierce than birds. Gun, thinking of the battle on the left wing, some first-class troops in the department were casualties, and felt sad.

Suddenly, I saw another person struggling to get up among the fallen crowd in front of him. A gunman beside him raised the bird gun and thanked him for letting him put it down. Seeing the man struggling to support him, he stood up straight and was as strong as a cow. Body, with a thick, black and ferocious face in his 40s, he was shot in the leg and in the left rib, and his whole body was dripping with blood.

Looking at the Jingbian army in front of him, he suddenly burst out laughing wildly. He tore off the padded jacket and let out his black-haired chest. Enough! Enough of life!"

He laughed maniacally: "I have killed Tartars, killed a hundred people in Dengzhou, slept with an official lady, and beheaded a child under three years old, I am enough!"

Amidst the laughter, blood kept flowing from his mouth, making him even more ferocious.

Xie Shangbiao said coldly: "In the end, why don't you be a dog for the Tartars? Lick their assholes?"

The man's laughter stopped, he looked towards the sky, and murmured: "Yes, maybe I, Lin Renzhen, should have followed Mao Shuai back then."

Xie Shangbiao pulled out his own sword and threw it over: "You must die, but because you have killed a Tartar, you are considered a man, so kill yourself!"

The man slowly picked up the Jieshou knife: "Forget it, it's better to die by the knife than by the gun."

He burst into tears suddenly, and shouted to the sky: "Hate, I hate so much!"

He suddenly stabbed the Jieshou knife into his heart, and died immediately.

Xie Shangbiao walked over, pulled out his head-removing knife, and sighed: "When a person is about to die, his words are also kind."

Instructed the left and right: "Bury him alone, engrave a sign with words, without name or surname, and become a lonely ghost."

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"Preliminary estimates have captured more than [-] Han and Korean troops, beheaded Liu Zhiyuan, Jin Yuze, Zu Zerun, Wu Shoujin, and Shen Zhixiang, captured Shi Tingzhu, Jin Zidian, Hongyi dwarfs, etc., only Geng Zhongming, Shang Kexi and Ma Guangyuan may have escaped."

On the hill of the Chinese army, all the generals surrounded Wang Dou, and Chi Dacheng reported the preliminary statistical results to Wang Dou. In front of the hill, all the way up to the rear, there were all dejected captives, and some Jingbian army and Xuanzhen new Army escort.

All the generals in the surrounding area were all elated, especially the officers and generals of Xuan Town, this battle was a big victory, they killed and captured many Gu Shan Ezhen and generals of the Han Army Banner in one go, and even captured the You Yizheng of North Korea up.

Wang Dou nodded: "Where is Kong Youde, have you caught him?"

Zhong Tiaoyang said: "The soldiers and the Jianshaoying brothers are still hunting, Kong Youde can't escape!"

Wang Dou said indifferently: "Kong Youde must be captured, and he must be captured alive. When the time comes, I will hand him over to Brother Wen."

He looked forward, and there was smoke and dust billowing on the right side, and several horsemen were rushing forward, twisting along the complex ground in a zigzag shape, showing their superb riding skills.

Running to the front, Xie Yike, who was the leader, was covered with sweat, but he looked cheerful, and he shouted from afar: "General...General, good news...the soldiers in the army have been killed. ...The Tartar forward battalion, Zhangjing Laosa, captured the big thief Kong Youde alive... Great joy, General..."

He ran too fast and was too busy shouting. Just when he reached the edge of the hill, his horse stumbled and Xie Yike rolled over.

He quickly got up, but fortunately he was not injured, and cursed: "Damn..."

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Sishi, the sun rises high, bringing a little warmth to the increasingly cold weather.

"Report from the sentry cavalry. Uncle Zhongyong is fighting with the Eight Banners of Han. I don't know how the battle is going."

The battle on the left wing affected Hong Chengchou's heart, but it was far away, and it was not easy to go there, and it was inconvenient for sentry riders, and first-hand information could not be known immediately.

Also, according to the sentry horse's report, under the city of Jinzhou, Wu Sangui, Ma Ke, and several generals Tang Tong had fought fiercely with the Manchurian and Mongolian troops with two red flags under the city.

But that side is not optimistic. The [-] Ming army is fighting against the [-] Qing army. Many of them are miscellaneous auxiliary soldiers, and it is still quite difficult.

On the right wing of the army, all the cavalry fought fiercely with the Manchurian and Mongolian two white flags many times, and the two yellow flags pushed towards Xingshan again. What will happen there?It's all Hong Chengchou's worries.

He retracted his gaze and looked at the formation of the Chinese army on his own side, with a worried expression on his face. The Erlan Banner was full of Mongolian troops, and a part of the Mongolian army from the outer vassals. After several fierce battles, he had already broken through the front formation of his Flang machine guns once. At that time, Hong Chengchou urgently dispatched reinforcements, and the right wing also came to support them, so they retreated.

However, their attacks became fiercer and fiercer, and the slave chieftain Hong Tai dispatched troops, depending on the situation of the battle, he sent more troops and reduced the troops of each banner at any time. It might not be that the Erlan Banner mainly attacked the middle, but they attacked alone. Their tactics were quite flexible. , Hong Chengchou felt very strenuous.

"I hope Uncle Zhongyong's left wing will win a big victory, and help him as soon as possible!"

Hong Chengchou looked forward to it.

Qingqi on the right wing launched another attack, the rushing iron flow shook the ground, the mighty generals of Shenji Battalion fired mortars and mortars continuously, and finally their rockets roared like ten thousand golden snakes, divine fire and crows flying horizontally, the sound of Terrible.

At the same time, the second blue flag of Manmeng once again launched an attack on the middle road. They galloped so fast that the scorching sun in the sky seemed to be shaking non-stop.

Amidst the sound of swans, the densely packed Frang machine guns in the car camp fired together, and the smoke filled the ground. Amid the sound of hooves, the rolling horses separated to the two sides, revealing the heavy cavalry behind them and countless horse herds.

(End of this chapter)