Harreldey rode left and right, and each slash resulted in the life of a monk.

He killed so hard that blood splashed to the corners of his mouth, and he licked it subconsciously.

It's salty!

Although the killing was enjoyable, Harrerthai did not forget his master's orders.

Dorobelle's order was to go and take the head of the thief.

The location of the thief is not difficult to determine, and the place where the flag is waved is.

Harrethai had already made up his mind to capture the thief himself.

He clamped his legs between the horse's belly and rode forward with skillful control.

Daniel Zhang, who was not far away, was obviously completely panicked.

Although he knew that the Tartars were ferocious, he did not expect them to be so violent, like wild beasts.

Compared with the Tartars, the soldiers under his command were like farmers hoeing and farming, and they were not vulnerable at all.

Daniel Zhang felt the murderous aura from Haraltay and fled with a whip in panic.

At this moment, he has only one thought in his heart, he must not be caught up by the Tartars!

Daniel Zhang had a good way of escaping, he threw away his armor and stripped off only a middle coat, which not only reduced the weight and made the horse run faster, but also confused the enemy general, so that they did not know that it was Daniel Zhang himself who fled.

Otherwise, as long as the enemy general finds the brightest pursuit in armor, he will be able to catch Daniel Zhang sooner or later.

At this moment, Daniel Zhang had long forgotten what lured the enemy to go deeper, and his mind was full of only fleeing for his life.

Harrerthai rushed to the vicinity of the general's banner and found that there were no generals at all, but a group of big-headed soldiers.

Upon discovering that he had been deceived, Harrethai was furious.

He slashed left and right, and instantly cut down several monk soldiers. Watching them lay in a pool of blood and wail did not make Harretty feel better, but only aroused his competitive spirit.

"Cunning southern dog, you can't run far. I'm going to catch you with my own hands and tear you to pieces!" ”

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The main general fled from the battle, and the monk army was in turmoil.

The soldiers scattered and fled for their lives, and it was a complete rout.

Harreldey roared loudly as he reaped his life.

He had already lost his mind and chased out for five or six miles, just to catch Daniel Zhang and kill him to vent his anger.

Lecquedehun, who had been watching the battle, saw it in his eyes and was anxious in his heart.

It's too reckless, this Harrell Tay is too reckless.

"Mr. Fan, what should I do now?"

In desperation, Luck Dehun asked Fan Wencheng for help.

"Lord Belle is not in a hurry, according to the slaves, it doesn't seem to be a fraud for the thieves to disperse."

Fan Wencheng has seen many big scenes in his life, and today's war is nothing at all.

The soldiers are not tired of deceit, and of course there is a possibility that one side will feign defeat in a battle between the two armies to attract the other side to pursue.

But such a premise is to save the lives of most of the soldiers.

And the situation in front of him is completely different, and the killed Ming soldiers abound. If the lives of so many soldiers were used as a price to lure the Qing army into pursuit, the price would be too great, right?

At least Fan Wencheng wouldn't do such a stupid thing.

Either the commander of this army is a madman, or the Ming army has been completely killed.

Fan Wencheng prefers to believe the latter.

"Mr. Fan means the whole army is pursuing?"

Luck's eyes lit up when he heard this.

After all, it was the first time he had led an army and was eager to prove himself by making meritorious contributions.

These thousands of Nikan's heads are the best military feat. If they could all be cut off, Luck would be able to see the regent Dorgon once and for all.

This temptation is something that Luckedhun cannot refuse.

Of course, he still wanted to hear Fan Wencheng's opinion. After all, he had little experience with this kind of decision-making.

"According to the minions' opinion, Lord Belle might as well order the army to follow first. However, to be on the safe side, it is still necessary to keep the army and the vanguard army at a distance, so that even if there is a sudden change, it can be dealt with in time. ”

Old fox!

Lucked said secretly in his heart.

But in all fairness, what Fan Wencheng said makes a lot of sense.

The distance between the army and the vanguard gave Luck plenty of room to make adjustments.

Don't be afraid of 10,000, just in case.

If the thief is really feigning defeat, then there must be an ambush ahead.

If Luck follows too closely, even if he realizes the danger, he doesn't have time to adjust, then he will be in the hands of the thief.

"But in this way, Harrethai is in some danger."

After a moment's hesitation, Luckedhun voiced his concerns.

Although it shows that the possibility of the thief's defeat is very small, but if it is really encountered, Harreld-Tay may not recover.

"Lord Belle, Ci is not in charge of the troops!"

Fan Wencheng said in a deep voice: "This is better than trapping the army in danger and trapping Lord Belle in danger." ”

Lucketthun nodded and said, "What Mr. Fan said is right! ”

He ordered the whole army to pursue, but he deliberately suppressed the speed and kept a certain distance from the Harrell Tay, who was the vanguard.

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Daniel Zhang didn't know how long he had been running, but he felt that there were fewer and fewer subordinates behind him.

If this continues, even if he escapes, he will suffer heavy losses.

But he couldn't care about that now. Saving your life is the most important thing at the moment.

"General, look, the entrance to the Zhangshui River Valley is ahead!"

A pro-soldier suddenly said excitedly.

Daniel Zhang fixed his eyes when he heard this, and sure enough, he saw a relatively narrow opening.

Daniel Zhang is very clear about the situation inside, the entire river valley is in the shape of an inverted gourd, the entrance is small, and the exit is relatively large.

However, as long as the Tartars were introduced into the valley, there was absolutely no possibility of escape.

Dead tartar, it's time for Lao Tzu to take revenge!

Daniel Zhang viciously spat out a mouthful of phlegm and ordered in a deep voice: "Go into the valley with Lao Tzu." Let's settle the new accounts and the old accounts together with the Tartars! ”

At this moment, the monks and soldiers under Daniel Zhang only thought of retreating to a safe river valley, and did not even have the slightest idea of turning around and fighting with the tartars, and they all followed Daniel Zhang to gallop wildly and rushed straight to the entrance of the river valley.

"Marshal, Daniel Zhang and they are here!"

Li Chengdong's eyes were sharp, and he was the first to see Daniel Zhang and others riding over.

They stood in the low plains above the river valley with a clear view.

"There seems to be a Tartar chasing behind, there should be a lot of people!"

Gao Jie nodded and said, "It's okay if this kid is a little useful, pass the order, and the whole army will be on alert!" ”

Li Chengdong clasped his fists with both hands and said resolutely: "The last general will be ordered." ”

Although Gao Jie has been in battle for a long time, he is also very nervous at the moment.

After all, this is the first time he has led troops to face off against the Eight Banners, and he has no idea what kind of fight he can make.

However, the Ming army was in the dark, the Tartars were in the light, and the ambush war was very beneficial to the Ming army.

Gao Jie rubbed his palms repeatedly to warm himself up.

In mid-November, Beizhili has reached the point where the water has turned into ice, and the Zhangshui has long since thawed.

Gao Jie and the soldiers of the Ming army under his command had been standing on the low plains of the river valley for an hour, and they couldn't make a fire to keep warm, so they were really cold enough.

But it was all worth it for the sake of ambushing the Tartars.

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