"Boom"

"Kill"

In the Mongolian steppe, near the city of Beijing, tens of thousands of soldiers of the Yinglong Army on war horses fought against the Manchus.

This is a soldier of the Fourth Army of Yinglong's army, Yan Yingyuan's subordinates.

"Rush!" Yan Yingyuan roared loudly and personally led a part of the men and horses to dig through the defenses of the people.

Although there are many Manchus here, there are more than 30,000 people, but they are mostly old and young, women and children, and even the Manchu soldiers who fought with the Ying Long Army have many old people and young hairy children who are only twelve or thirteen years old.

Excluding the women and children who were really unable to resist, only more than 3,000 Manchurians fought against the soldiers of the Ying Long Army.

With such a short distance and short encounter, although Ying Long's army could not give full play to the advantage of the range of firearms in its hands, and could only fight with bayonets, and its riding skills were not as good as those of the Manchurians, Ying Long's army had an advantage in numbers and an advantage in young and strong strength.

As the last thirteen-year-old Manchurian boy was pierced through the chest by the bayonets of two Yinglong soldiers at the same time and fell to his death, all the 3,000 Manchus who resisted were killed, and the remaining 27,000 Manchurians, old, weak, women and children were all captured.

"Child"

A Manchurian woman in her thirties rushed out, holding the corpse of a Manchurian teenager who had died in battle and cried, even if she was surrounded by dozens of Yinglong soldiers, she seemed to be unaware, and her eyes only saw the corpse in her arms, this was her son, who was not yet thirteen years old.

"You, you killed my child!" The Manchurian women raised their heads and looked at the surrounding Yinglong Army soldiers with hatred, especially Yan Yingyuan, who took the lead, with grief and despair in addition to hatred.

Under such eyes, many soldiers of the Ying Long Army felt guilty, although the Manchurians were hateful, but most of the people they had just killed were elderly people and underage children, and there was nothing to be proud of.

It was Yan Yingyuan, who looked at all this indifferently.

"Humph! It's really ridiculous, it was you Manchus who entered the customs to kill my Han people, and wanted to take away my Han people's country, but now we have just been defeated, and the Han people who have died in the hands of your Manchus over the years are millions of memories, even if you kill all your Manchus, it is not enough to compensate! You are full of people today, and you deserve all of your sins! Yan Yingyuan sneered, he didn't feel that there was anything unbearable just now, if the Manchus won, the Manchus would definitely treat the Han people even more cruelly.

Since the rise of the Manchus, they have attacked the Ming Dynasty every year for decades, and gradually rose by plundering the people of the Ming Dynasty, it can be said that the rise of the Manchus is based on the blood of countless Han people.

Yan Yingyuan's words woke up the guilty soldiers of the Yinglong Army and made them regain their perseverance, yes, it was the Manchus who did their own crimes, they had killed countless Han people over the years, and today was just their retribution, countless Han people who had been killed over the years were watching from the sky, and they had nothing to feel guilty about for the Manchus.

The full-man woman was stunned, gritted her teeth, and couldn't say anything to refute it.

Looking back over the years, whenever the soldiers of the Eight Banners returned from the Ming border pass, each of them could get a lot of property, which I don't know how much Han blood was stained, and what they ate was all taken from the hands of the Han people who were brutally killed, how many Han people they killed, and now what qualifications do they have to blame the Han people.

The Manchurians around them were speechless, they looked down on the Han people over the years, regarded the Han people as two-legged sheep, which family did not have one or two captive Han clothed minions, when they wantonly those Han coated minions, have you ever thought about today.

After the silence, these Manchurians, old and weak, began to fear their future again, and there was countless hatred between them and the Han people, and how the Han people would treat them.

The so-called one report for one report, how the Han people who were captured by the Manchus were in fear back then, and the Manchus who were captured by the Fourth Army today are even more frightened.

"Newspaper"

"Commander, the emperor personally led a large army into the Mongolian steppe, and ordered you to go to the meeting immediately!" There was an order from a scout to bring Zhu Cijiao.

"The emperor led the army into the Mongolian steppe?" Yan Yingyuan's spirit was shocked, and then his face was happy, which showed that the Manchurians had completely failed.

Yan Yingyuan left 3,000 soldiers of the Yinglong Army to guard the old and weak here, and then galloped away with other men and horses in the direction where Zhu Ci was located.

Because the Fourth Army was equipped with captured war horses, Yan Yingyuan and others quickly joined the main forces of the Northern Expedition such as Zhu Cijiao.

"The last general, Yan Yingyuan, the commander of the Fourth Army of the Dragon Army, see the emperor!" Yan Yingyuan got off his horse and bowed to Zhu Ci on one knee.

"Aiqing has worked hard, excuse me!" Zhu Ci smirked.

Zhu Ciji was extremely satisfied with the results achieved by the Fourth Army in Liaodong.

"Emperor Xie!"

After getting up, Yan Yingyuan told Zhu Ci about the fact that he had just captured 27,000 old and weak women and children, and he also had another thing to report, which made Zhu Ci make a decision.

"Your Majesty, in addition to capturing the old and weak women and children all the way, the last general also found another group of old and weak women and children in the other direction, and the last general implores to lead the fourth army to chase and kill, and they will be captured back!" Yan Yingyuan said.

Since the Fourth Army landed in Liaodong by sea and broke through the two major cities of Shengjing City and Hetuala, most of the Manchus in Liaodong began to withdraw in the direction of the Mongolian steppe to avoid the pursuit of the Fourth Army.

"No need, Dolgon has already begun to move west with the Manchurians, and I plan to let them go first and focus on dealing with the Mongols!" A hint of sharpness flashed in Zhu Ci's eyes, not chasing and killing the Manchus at this time does not mean that he will really fight with the Manchus from now on and let the Manchus go.

The main reason is that Dolgon's decision to move west with the Manchus is really in line with Zhu Ci's wishes.

Since Dolgon moved west with the Manchus, he would definitely not choose to be close to the Ming Dynasty, and the only suitable place for them was the Middle East, which was now the place of Ottoman Turkey.

Ottoman Turkey is the descendants of the Turks, the Tang Dynasty was driven to the Middle East by the Han people, and now the Manchus have moved westward, all the way through, nothing more than that place, there is no doubt that the Manchus and Ottoman Turkey must have a dragon fight.

Although the Manchus are few, the cavalry at this time is known as the world's first cavalry, and it is not without reason that they can fight such a huge territory as the Qing Dynasty in history, and with Dolgon's presence, the Manchus may not be able to spark some sparks with the Ottoman Turks, which is what Zhu Ci hopes to see, for this reason he even secretly decided that if the Manchus really fight with the Ottoman Turks, he will secretly help the Manchus improve some of their strength, so that they have enough strength to fight with the Ottoman Turks, so as to test the situation there for the Ming Dynasty to expand the Middle East in the future.

Yan Yingyuan and the others didn't know Zhu Ci's thoughts, but since Zhu Cicheng had made a holy decree, they complied, although they were unwilling, they also decided to let go of the Manchus first, and suspend the pursuit of the Manchu old and weak women and children who migrated westward, of course, it is impossible to put back the nearly 200,000 Manchu people who have been captured, and Zhu Ciji is also ready to exchange them for some silver with Dolgon, not more, at least 100 million taels of silver!

Thinking of Dolgon's expression after knowing that he would show after opening an increase, Zhu Ci staggered the corners of his mouth with a wicked smile, and he didn't know if Dolgon was willing, if he was willing, I was afraid that he would have to take these silver from the Ottoman Turks, presumably Dolgon must be inspired by this and become another Nurhachi, after all, the Manchu population is less than one million, and he has nearly 200,000 in his hands, accounting for nearly a quarter of the current total population of the Manchus, 100 million taels of silver may be more, but Dolgon must break his teeth and swallow it in the king's stomach, It is impossible to give up 200,000 Manchurians for 100 million taels of silver. Zhu Ci hesitated, and he didn't know if the Ottoman Turks could withstand the attack of the Manchus in the end, withstand the robbery and plundering of the Manchus, or whether the Manchus were not strong enough and were directly destroyed by the Ottoman Turks.

Forget it, it's still far away, Zhu Cijiao doesn't plan to care about these things for the time being, he led his troops into the Mongolian steppe, the main purpose is to make the Mongols pay the price of blood and wash the Mongolian steppe in blood!

"Your Majesty, after the Mongols entered the Mongolian steppe, they were divided into two parts, one part went to the northeast to the Korsin grassland, and the other part went to the northwest to the Chahar grassland!" The scout listened to the information and came back to report to Zhu Ci.

Korqin and Chahar are the two largest tribes in Mongolia and occupy the most abundant water and grass in the Mongolian steppe.

Zhu Ci nodded and looked at the sky, at this time it was already sunset, ready to get dark.

"Spread my will, camp on the spot!" Zhu Ci hesitated and ordered, planning to plan well with the generals tonight, and see how to divide the troops to attack Horqin and Chahar tomorrow, and their lair is in those places, and they can't run!