The Manchu Qing Dynasty was led by the regent Dorgon, and the Ming army was led by the Ming Emperor himself, and the morale of the soldiers on both sides was extremely strong, and the blood of the battle was boiling, and the most fierce collision since this decisive battle occurred.

There are nearly 40,000 people in the Eight Banners, and there are more than 30,000 in the Ying Long Army, although the Eight Banners have been recuperated and recuperated, and they are waiting for work, but the Ying Long Army has more than 30,000 ordinary Ming troops to help in the war, and even if Dolgon comes out in person, it is impossible to quickly defeat the Ming army.

The Eight Banners are very brave, but this battlefield is the central location of Xuzhou, there are houses everywhere, the streets have long been blocked by debris, there are obstacles everywhere, the war horses of the Eight Banners can not exert a strong impact, not much stronger than the foot battle, and the Ming army under the hard battle, the casualties are very heavy.

Ying Long's army was very tenacious, even with those ordinary Ming troops were unprecedentedly tenacious, and there was no sign of collapse under most of the casualties, but the more they fought, the more courageous they became, and the farther the Eight Banners advanced, the greater the resistance.

"Regent, the casualties of the Eight Banners are too serious, let's withdraw, otherwise if it goes on like this, even if we can win this war, the elite soldiers of the Eight Banners will be exhausted, and how can the Qing Dynasty rule the world." A white-flaged general suddenly pulled Dolgon and persuaded him.

The Qing Dynasty has developed for decades, there have never been such heavy casualties, 100,000 Manchu children went south, and now there are only more than 30,000 left, in one day, almost more than ten years of development achievements have been exhausted, you must know that the Manchu Eight Banners are the foundation of the Qing Dynasty's rule, in such a loss, let alone ruling the world, even their own nest outside the gate may not be able to keep.

"Get out!" Dorgon kicked the white-flagged general in the chest.

"Regent, listen to the minions!" The white-flaged general was obviously unwilling, and pounced on Dolgon's thighs again to tearfully persuade him.

"Disturb the morale of the army, you deserve to die!" Dorgon was furious, and his eyes were furious.

"Whew!" The white-flagged general was instantly slashed by Dolgon's sword.

"Spread the will of the king, and if there is anyone who disturbs the morale of the army, there will be no forgiveness!" Dolgon glanced coldly at the Eight Banners around him, and said with a grim expression.

"Wow!" The soldiers of the Eight Banners did not dare to have any more thoughts, and put all their thoughts into the big battle.

"Kill!" Dolgon led the charge again.

In fact, Dolgon didn't know that the losses suffered in this war were unbearable for the Qing Dynasty, but did he still have a chance to regret the war until now, he didn't want to dominate the world this time, but even if all the Eight Banners were lost here, the little emperor of the remnant Ming must be killed, because this war made him deeply aware that the little emperor of the remnant Ming was definitely the biggest henchman of the Qing Dynasty, if he couldn't get rid of it, only two years for the Ming Dynasty, it would be a disaster for the Qing Dynasty, and the Qing Dynasty would have the threat of destroying the country and destroying the nation.

Dolgon firmly believes that as long as the little emperor of the remnant Ming dies here, the Ming Dynasty will be leaderless, and it will be chaotic, and the Qing Dynasty will still have enough time to recover and make a comeback, and the world will still be the Qing Dynasty.

Dolgon's eyes suddenly widened, and his eyes stared at a bright yellow figure that suddenly appeared not far in front of him.

"Hahahaha, the little emperor of the remnant Ming, he actually ran to the king by himself, God help me Daqing!" Dolgon looked up to the sky and laughed, his neck turned red with excitement, and he felt that this was a godsend, and he could seize the little emperor of the Ming Dynasty to win the final victory in this battle without defeating the Ming army.

"Kill! Capture the little emperor alive, seal Baylor, and reward 3,000 slaves! Dorgon made a frantic promise.

The eyes of all the soldiers of the Eight Banners were red, you must know that Baylor is only under the prince, such a heavy promise, not only the Manchu soldiers are crazy, but even the generals like Ao Bai, who are already in the high-level of the Eight Banners, are also red and become crazy.

All the Manchurians seemed to have turned into the most vicious wolves, rushing and killing them frantically.

"Dolgon!" Zhu Cihong also stared at Dolgon's figure, and led Ying Longjun to meet him.

The two sides collided violently.

"Protect the emperor!" Several commanders of the Ying Long Army yelled at Peng Cheng, constantly fighting with the Manchurians around them.

Dolgon didn't entangle with the Ming soldiers, he only had the Ming Emperor Zhu Cihong who was thirty or forty meters away from him in his eyes, and he had only one thought, to catch Zhu Cihong.

Zhu Cihong seemed to have the same idea as Dolgon, and kept approaching Dolgon.

Peng Cheng protected Zhu Cihong's side to the death, slashing and killing the people of the Eight Banners who pounced one after another.

"Dolgon!" Zhu Cihong's hand pinned behind his back held the tunnel hair short, and yelled at Dolgon.

"Zhu Cihong!" Dolgon didn't know that the fatal was approaching, and stared greedily at Zhu Cihong, who was getting closer and closer to him.

Twenty meters, ten meters!

The Ying Long Army, which was full of eight banners, fought frantically, and the fierce battle had reached a fever pitch.

"Zhu Cihong suffers death!" Dorgon slashed and slashed down two of the Ying Long soldiers who stood in his way.

Zhu Cihong's eyes had narrowed slightly, and the killing intent in his eyes flashed, there was only one chance, he had to wait until he was far enough to hit with one blow!

Five meters! Now is the time!

Zhu Cihong suddenly flashed the golden tunnel hair and aimed it at Dorgon's chest, and pulled the trigger with lightning speed.

"Bang!" Lead bullets shred the oiled paper that sealed the muzzle of the gun and fired at Dorgon.

The cold hairs on Dolgon's body stood on end in an instant, and he felt a breath of death approaching.

Dorgon struggled to writhe himself, but in such a short period of time, the speed of the lead bullet shot did not allow him to dodge.

"Whew!" A splash of blood splattered, and Dorgon's chest was instantly dyed red.

"Ahh

"Regent!" Several generals of the Eight Banners shouted in fear and rushed forward to protect Dolgon.

"Kill Dolgon!" Zhu Cihong roared.

"Kill" Many soldiers of the Ying Long Army saw the scene of Dolgon flying out upside down with a stream of blood, and their morale exploded to the extreme, their eyes were red, and many people were excited, if they could cut Dolgon's head, they would undoubtedly make a monstrous achievement and live for generations!

Ying Longjun and other Ming soldiers went crazy, and the soldiers of the Eight Banners were demoralized because Dolgon did not know his life and death, and they were defeated and retreated for a while.

A few Manchurian generals carried Dolgon and quickly retreated!

"Kill!" At this time, the rear of the Qing army also heard the sound of earth-shattering shouts of killing.

It was the 110,000 army of the Red Lady who defeated the 50,000 Mongol-Han coalition troops of the Qing army and killed them.

Attacking from front to back, the situation was extremely delicate for the Qing army.

"Poof!" Dorgon suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, one hand covering the injured area, and his pale face kept gasping for a few breaths.

"Regent!" The generals of the Eight Banners were relieved to see that Dolgon was not dead.

After more than ten years of fighting, Dolgon was injured more than once, and his quick reaction allowed him to avoid Zhu Cihong's fatal blow just now and dodge the vital point, so he was not killed on the spot.

"Biography, the will of this king, all, the army, immediately withdraw from Xuzhou City!" Realizing that the tide was turning, Dorgon gave the order with difficulty.

"Wow!"

Dolgon was seriously wounded, the morale of the Manchu Eight Banners was greatly lost, the reinforcements of the Ming army arrived, and under the front and rear attacks, the situation was extremely unfavorable for the Manchus, and retreat was the only choice for them to preserve their remaining strength!

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