The Zhangshui River Valley is like an open blanket, waiting for the Qing army to throw itself into the net.

At this time, Harreld, the vanguard commander of the Qing army, knew nothing about this.

He didn't even hesitate in the slightest when he rushed to Taniguchi.

A thousand Manchu cavalry rushed into the valley one after another, wielding swords and slashing as if they were in a no-man's land.

But it didn't take long for them to show off their might before they were hit in the head.

Many Ming soldiers suddenly appeared on the low plains on both sides of the originally empty river valley. They bent their bows and arrows and fired arrows quickly, covering them from top to bottom, leaving no blind spots, and the vanguard led by Harreld-Tay had no way to hide.

Damn, ambushed!

It was only then that Harartay realized what had happened, but it was too late.

A rain of arrows fell, and dozens of cavalrymen were shot off their horses. The rider hissed from his crotch and spun in circles uneasily.

"Withdraw, get out!"

Harrell Tay made the only right decision at this point.

However, it was not easy for a large number of cavalry to turn around in a narrow valley, especially when the army was in a panic.

It took a while for Harrett to command the cavalry to complete this task, and by the time they galloped towards the valley mouth, they had lost more than a hundred cavalry.

These southern dogs, they don't dare to have an honest duel, they will only play these little tricks!

Harrell Tay's heart was already burning with anger at the moment. The feeling of throwing a punch hard and smashing it on the cotton is really not very pleasant.

But as Taniguchi got closer, Harreltay already saw hope.

When he goes out, he must find an opportunity to break these southern dogs into pieces.

But just as the cavalry was about to rush to the mouth of the valley, a raging fire suddenly broke out.

The flames formed a wall in front of Harrerthai, blocking their path.

Obviously, the Ming army made arrangements at the mouth of the valley before Harartai led the cavalry into the valley, and waited until all the Qing troops entered the valley, and then tied the mouth of the blanket tightly.

And the rope that ties the mouth tightly is a fire.

Just the right amount of fire!

Harretty tried to force his way out, but the fire was so great that no matter how much he whipped the animals under his crotch, he refused to take a step forward.

Harrethai felt a sense of sadness in his heart.

Is he going to die here today?

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The flames are raging, mercilessly devouring everything.

Luckedhun's nails dug into the flesh, and a bloody mark was made.

He watched as Harreld's 1,000 vanguard cavalry was ambushed, but he could do nothing.

This is a thousand elite cavalry, and it was all broken because of a mistake in the decision-making of Luckedhun, which made his heart like a knife.

Luckedhun didn't know what to do to the regent Dorgon, he was really useless.

"Lord Belle, the thief is cunning, it is not appropriate to stay here for a long time."

Fan Wencheng sighed, his voice full of helplessness.

Lucked turned to Fan Wencheng guiltily and said: "It's all my will, if I am careful, I won't make such a big mistake." ”

Lucketthun is very grateful to Fan Wencheng. If Fan Wencheng hadn't stopped him, maybe he would have rushed into the river valley like Harrerthai and was ambushed and died.

Fan Wencheng cleared his throat and said: "Lord Belle doesn't have to blame himself too much, victory and defeat are a common thing in soldiers, not to mention that the thief is a thief who makes fraud win." If it is a dignified duel, they must not be the opponents of the Great Qing Iron Cavalry. ”

Luck couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart. He knew that Fan Wencheng was comforting himself, how could there be any dignified statement about the two armies fighting, and winning the battle was the last word.

"In Mr. Fan's opinion, what should I do now?"

At this moment, Luck Dehun had completely put away the shelves of the Great Qing Baylor and obeyed Fan Wencheng's words.

"Collect the troops and withdraw the troops, and wait to find out the truth of the thief before making a calculation."

"Mr. Fan is old, so I'll listen to you."

Although Luck Dehun was very unwilling in his heart, he also understood that continuing to consume would not only be useless, but would also fall into the hands of the Ming army.

God knows what the Ming army has arranged in the shadows, and now Lecset doesn't dare to gamble anymore.

The defeat in the first battle was frustrating for the haughty Luckedhun, but he had to come to terms with it.

He believed that as long as he figured out the movements of the Ming army, he would be able to get the field back sooner or later.

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After Luckedhun led the main army to retreat, Gao Jie sent his soldiers into the river valley to harvest the head.

The 1,000 cavalry led by Harreldey were all elite Manchurians, and all of them were buried in the river valley this time, which greatly boosted the morale of the Ming army.

Very few of these thousand true tartars were burned to death.

Knowing that he could not break out of the valley entrance, Harrerthai ordered his cavalry to turn around and gallop along the valley, hoping to escape from the valley exit.

Although there is only a chance at it, it is better than a hard one.

But Harretty was clearly overthinking.

The Ming army had a large number of archers on the low plains on both sides of the river valley, and after a few waves of arrows, only a few dozen of Harartay's men remained.

In the end, Harrell Tay was shot off his horse before he could lead his troops to the middle of the valley.

For Gao Jie, this result is absolutely acceptable.

You know, that's a thousand captives.

A head is worth fifty taels, and a thousand heads are fifty thousand taels.

That's a big bounty!

What made Gao Jie even happier than the silver reward was that through this battle, the soldiers were able to dispel the fear of Jianyu that was deeply rooted in their hearts.

I don't know when it began, and the saying that the Eight Banners of Manchuria was invincible in the world spread.

Since the Battle of Songjin, the Ming army was even more frightened by Jianyu, and did not dare to go out of the city and fight in the field.

The battle hasn't been fought yet, and people have coaxed it first, what else is this playing?

Rao was a soldier under Gao Jie, and he was also very afraid of the Jianzhou Jurchens, and there were many negative emotions before this battle.

However, Gao Jie fought a beautiful ambush battle, and although he did not kill the commander of Jianyu, Luckdehun, he shot his general Harrertey, which greatly boosted the morale of the Ming army.

Gao Jie believed that after this battle, his soldiers would no longer be as fearful of the Manchurian Eight Banners as they had been before.

Through this victory, the soldiers will realize that the so-called invincible Eight Banners are also ordinary people, who will cry out in pain when they are shot by arrows, and will be corpses when their heads are cut off.

After this hurdle in my heart has passed, many problems will be solved.

"Dashuai, I didn't expect Nalek Dehun to be so calm, he didn't lead the main force to chase into the river valley, but only sent a vanguard to try."

Li Chengdong is still a little hesitant about not being able to capture and kill Luckedhun. After all, the head of a Manchurian Baylor is more valuable.

"Well, I can't see it. It is said that this Luckedhun is also in his early twenties. ”

Gao Jie said quietly: "If there is no master around him to guide him, it is indeed a young man." It's a pity that he met me, and he was unlucky. ”

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