Chapter 154: You, It's Good

This time, the luck of the black dog seemed to have been exhausted in the previous scolding battle, and the Houjin cavalry, who had just rushed to the city, was instantly knocked down forty or fifty people before they could counterattack.

Hehegou looked at the soldiers who died in battle beside him, and his mind was instantly filled with boiling blood. His eyes were staring at the Ming army in the city, and his pupils were full of bloodshot and anger.

Take an arrow from your back and aim with your bow. With a whoosh, a Ming soldier who shot relatively happily was instantly pierced through the eye by a bow and arrow, and the dead could not die anymore.

It's just a lot of strength, how can it be compared to thousands of people, even if you stand still and let the black dog fire the bow and arrow to your heart's content, you won't be able to kill a few people and you will be exhausted.

"Let the hey dog retreat".

Azig, who was standing in the rear watching the battle, watched his men being shot mercilessly one by one, gritting his teeth with hatred.

As the drums of the retreating war were beaten, the attacking Houjin cavalry slowly withdrew from the Ming army's attack range one by one. Of course, there is also an accident in this, the black black dog, who has long been filled with hatred in his brain, does not seem to hear the sound of the retreating drum, and is still releasing the bow and arrow on his body.

"Ezhen, why did King Wu Ying let them retreat."

One of the subordinates who belonged to the black dog rode up to the front and said anxiously. There's no way, it's not in a hurry. Whenever a large army goes out to fight, it is necessary to ensure that the military orders are consistent. Let you move forward, there is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire in front of you, and you have to step on it hard to step back, and there is a mountain of gold and silver in front of you, and you have to abandon it ruthlessly.

With the continuous retreat of the Houjin cavalry, the pressure on the Ming army in the urban and rural areas was suddenly greatly reduced. Wang Minghui stood on the city wall, looking at the only two cavalrymen under the city, especially looking at the dress of one of the cavalrymen, as if he was still an officer, he suddenly came to his senses, and hurriedly ordered his subordinates to rain arrows towards the black dog.

Although the black dog was already extremely angry at this time, his perennial career had already given him the nerves to have a sense of crisis. When the rain of swords hit, the hey dog turned sideways and flipped directly under the belly of the war horse. It's just a pity that his loyal subordinate was shot directly into a hedgehog and smashed heavily on the ground.

The death of his subordinates seemed to clear his mind, and he looked at the wide and unforgiving battlefield around him, jumped on his horse and galloped away.

"Master, the slave has embarrassed you."

After the black dog returned to the army, he came to Azig and knelt on the ground decadently.

"You, very well".

Azig had a smile on his face, but that smile always seemed creepy.

"Master......".

Before the dog's words were finished, Azig suddenly pulled out the whip from the horse's back and slapped it on the black dog's face, and suddenly a blood mark appeared on his face, and then blood dripped down his cheek and fell to the ground.

"This whip is not to blame you for losing your troops, but because you don't listen to orders."

Yes, Azig really didn't blame the black dog from his heart, and he lost more than 100 people under the city walls. After all, this is a war, as long as there is a war, people will die, whether it is the enemy or themselves, even their own son Nurhachi has not lost a battle, and even his own life has been lost.

It's just that he didn't listen to orders, but he made himself angry, and I don't know how many wars in history have been lost because of the subordinates' disobedience to orders. I don't care what the other Eight Banners are, but my own white flag must obey my own orders.

"Since you like to fight so much, then you will personally lead the project tomorrow. If you can't get to Beijing, you don't have to go back."

Azig's tone was very cold, without any emotion, and he got up and returned to the camp under the protection of dozens of guards.

Back in time, when the Black Dog launched its second attack, a dozen fast horses arrived at Azig's camp.

It turned out that before Abatai's rescue, Huang Taiji's Chinese army had already controlled the entire battlefield situation, and although the Ming army was not defeated, the two sides also maintained an evenly matched situation.

At the west gate, Sun Chengzong, under the heavy protection of Yuan Chonghuan and other generals, stood on a high platform, looking at Huang Taiji's camp through the clairvoyance in his hand.

It's just that the big shadow of Huang Taiji, due to the arson, caused a fire everywhere, and he couldn't see the scene inside clearly, so he could only listen to the continuous reports of his subordinates.

"Teacher, the disciple thinks that we can take this opportunity to dispatch the entire army to attack Huang Taiji's camp, and this battle will definitely wipe out Huang Taiji in the capital."

Yuan Chonghuan was full of ambition at this time, looking at the fire-lit Huang Taiji in the distance, and said unceremoniously.

Sun Chengzong looked at his former disciple, and there was only an endless wry smile in his heart. Although this disciple of his own is filial piety and has fought on the battlefield of Liaodong for many years, this bad problem of getting carried away has not been reduced much. I wanted to scold him twice, but now Yuan Chonghuan has already had to be a high-ranking official, and if he scolds him for a while like in the past, it will damage the majesty of his disciple.

"Elemental, what do you think of Huang Taiji's person."

Sun Chengzong retracted his gaze, and instead looked at Yuan Chonghuan and asked with a serious face.

"The Pseudo-Khan Emperor Taiji is calm and cold, his heart is extremely strong, and he will not lose confidence because of some setbacks, but will be angry and strong. Especially the city is so deep that no one can guess what is going on in his heart.

In addition, this person has a long-term vision, knows what he wants, and is trying to do it.

In addition, Huang Taiji attaches great importance to the Han people, appoints a group of Han people who still have some talents, and tries to change the current mode of survival after the future, and knows how to make good use of the talents."

Although Yuan Chonghuan didn't want to praise his old enemy in his heart, it was just that the confrontation in Liaodong for many years made Yuan Chonghuan appreciate it very much in his heart.

"Now that you know this person, do you still think that a sneak attack can defeat Huang Taiji?"

"This...".

Yuan Chonghuan was speechless for a while, lowered his head and pondered on the side, not knowing what he was thinking.

He didn't have anything for Yuan Chonghuan and Sun Chengzong, but asked about the interception of Qin Liangyu, the person next to him.

"Back to Da Rao, General Qin sent someone to spread the word, and Abatai led the Zhenglan Banner to the rescue. Due to the order of Da Rao, General Qin did not intercept Abatai's men and horses, and Abatai has now come from the south gate to the west gate."

From the south gate to the west gate, there is at least seven or eight miles to travel, plus the time to put into the battle, there must be at least two incense sticks.

Sun Chengzong pondered for a while, "Where is Wu Xiang?"

Wu Xiang stood up and responded, "The end will be."

"You are now leading 10,000 horses at the west gate and the south gate to intercept Abatai's blue flag, at least a stick of incense, only a lot."

Although he disagrees with Yuan Chonghuan's idea of attacking the whole army, Sun Chengzong still doesn't mind beating the water dogs, and it is good to take this opportunity to eliminate some more Jiannu, anyway, it will be fought in the future, it is better to fight late than early, and some can be eliminated.