Chapter Forty-Seven: Desperate Survival
The Jin soldiers outside the city yawned, holding their weapons and squinting at the Ming army squinting at the city gate, and secretly blamed this group of Huazi for disturbing their dreams. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
A weak horn sounded throughout Houjin's company camp, and the Jin soldiers, who were hiding in the warm camp tent and playing around the stove, scolded and threw down the dice in their hands, picked up their weapons, and walked to the snow with a reluctant face and shivered.
The sparse golden soldiers stamped their feet in groups of three or five, craned their necks like watching a circus, and pouted as they looked at the oncoming Lone Army of Kulun City. They didn't take this group of lone soldiers called Hanako in their eyes at all, if they weren't afraid that the generals wouldn't be able to get off the stage, I'm afraid they wouldn't even be able to do a defensive formation, 30,000 against 1,000 and 5, if they didn't win, it would be hell.
Huang Taiji looked at the lonely army rushing over from afar, sneered, waved his hand and said that he would kill them all, and then went back to the gorgeous camp to plan where to enter the pass and attack the city of Daming.
Luck doesn't favor the same person all the time, and the soldiers who survived the year-long war are definitely the best of the best, and the years of war have long since baptized them into bloodthirsty killing machines.
will not be afraid of death, and soldiers will not hesitate to die. The lone army of Cullen City, which looked at death as if it were home, rampaged through their tents like hot knives cutting butter. This group of golden soldiers who underestimated the enemy suffered the retribution of the world in an instant, and the lone army of Kulen City killed them on their backs.
Chop, slash, stab, pick, without a trace of superfluous movements, kill with one blow. The lone soldiers are like the old farmers in the autumn wheat fields who are tanned by the sun and have a hint of hunchback, skillfully wielding the sickle in their hands to harvest the golden ears of wheat all over the ground, this is really a harvest season.
The surrounding soldiers fell one by one, and the lone soldiers who were alive had long since dried their tears, and burst into laughter when they saw their robes fall, celebrating that they had finally escaped from the sea of suffering. Two groups are made together, and the five-five system is still a crazy meat grinder, chasing and killing Jin Bing.
One person and one sword, with long hair dancing like a madman, Guan Shanyue had been fighting in the enemy formation for half an hour. His whole body had long been stained red with blood, both the blood of his enemies and his own. Although there were pro-soldiers desperately protecting each other, his armor had long been torn under the chopping of the Jin soldiers, and the flesh on his back turned out, smiling very brightly.
Wei Zhongxian's forehead was exposed, and he pushed away a dead soldier beside him, stabbed him hard in the back, and looked back with a warm smile, "Let the miscellaneous family block the knife for you once, there are no regrets in this life!" ā
The surrounding dead soldiers all cried loudly, tearing the surrounding Jin soldiers to shreds like crazy wolves, clearing a wide area for tearing off their sleeves and carefully bandaging the wounds for Wei Zhongxianzai, as if the Jin soldiers surging up around them were like air.
Setel of the Bahrain Division, Neiqi of the Zarut Division, and Zaisai of the Ongirat Division, although these three people beat and scolded the soldiers under them on weekdays, they suddenly turned into a tigress protecting their calves, protecting the lives of the soldiers with their sharp minions. And the soldiers are also desperate to protect their thoughtfulness.
This is a gorgeous movement played with blood, the unruly lone soldiers in the last moment of their lives, with the most precious life burst out of the most beautiful fireworks in the world, to the heaven and earth to show no regrets.
Zhang Debiao, who led the old brothers of the post station to hold on, slashed the golden soldiers in front of him with a knife, and took advantage of the gap to wipe a handful of blood on his face, and looked up as if looking from a distance. I saw him frowning, rubbing his eyes incredulously, as if he saw a fish flying by in the sky, dancing and shouting: "It's the Ming army, it's the Ming army, behind the Jin Bing camp is the Ming army, the Ming army is here to save us!" The Ming army is coming......"
The lonely soldiers began to think that Zhang Debiao was hallucinating and talking nonsense, but when they looked at them from afar, they saw with their own eyes that a group of brightly dressed and angry horses and brightly armored Ming troops rushed towards Jinying like a red tide, and even from such a distance, they could hear their earth-shattering shouts of killing.
"There is a Ming army in the east, my God, it's really a Ming army!"
"There is also a Ming army in the west, it's not an illusion, it's a real Ming army!"
"There are also Ming troops in the north, countless Ming troops, brothers, we have been saved!"
"Hooray, hooray, hooray!"
"Hooray, hooray, hooray!"
"Hooray, hooray, hooray!"
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In all directions, shouts rang out one after another, and the reinforcements from the Imperial Court finally arrived, and the surviving lone soldiers cried with joy.
Guan Shan Yuefeng lightly put on the dislocated arm of a personal soldier, wiped the salty blood from his lips, and turned his head to look north.
A group of soldiers dressed in leather armor and red clothes rode on war horses and carried the banner that covered the sky and the sun and rushed over, some saw and some covered half of it, he vaguely looked at the long banner that hunted in the wind, and the words "Qin Liangyu, the doctor of Guanglu of Shangzhu State", "Zuo Du Governor of the Governor's Mansion of the Chinese Army", "General Zhendong", "Shaobao", "Mrs. Yipin", "Shi Yan Xuanfu Envoy" and so on.
Guan Shanyue looked at the name of Qin Liangyu on the banner and felt very familiar, but he couldn't remember who this Qin Liangyu was for a while, he forcibly suppressed the thoughts of Xiao Nizi in his heart, shook his head and pointed in the direction of Kulun City, and shouted loudly: "****** the imperial court has finally sent troops, everyone is gathered together and retreats in the direction of Kulun City, don't be broken by these wild boar skins, it's not too late to be happy under the city wall." ā
The sudden appearance of the Ming army on the periphery greatly reduced the pressure on the lone army in Kulun City, and at this moment the situation was reversed, and Huang Taiji could no longer take care of them now, and the commander of the troops and the Jin soldiers organized the defense.
After a bloody battle, the soldiers who were originally fighting separately around them gradually gathered together, and rushed in the direction of Cullen City in battle.
"Newspaper, newspaper, newspaper, enlightenment...... Kick-off ...... Qi played the Great Khan, it was Qin Liangyu's white pole soldiers who came, and there were more than 40,000 people all over the mountains! ā
"Urgent, urgent, urgent! Kicking off the Great Khan, the front line probe the Malay report, the Raka army in the north has moved, last night they have begun to gather the cavalry of various tribes, it seems that they are clearly going to take advantage of the fire to rob! ā
"Newspaper, newspaper, newspaper, Great Khan, the cavalry on the front line can no longer hold under the attack of the Ming army's three-eyed guns and artillery, and they are beginning to show signs of collapse, and this white pole soldier has fought with our army several times on the Shanhaiguan front, and is well versed in the combat path of our army......"
Qin Liangyu's white pole soldiers are simply the lingering nightmare of Huang Taiji, the white pole soldiers have defeated the gold soldiers on the Shanhaiguan front several times, and the gold soldiers have long had a shadow in their hearts. Once bitten by a snake, ten years afraid of the well rope, at this time when I saw the mountains all over the wilderness, people were terrified of the white pole soldiers have already retreated in their hearts, and some of the poor psychological quality has begun to throw down their weapons and run away.
Huang Taiji's mind was thinking quickly, weighing all kinds of pros and cons, at this time, Kulun City was already a ruined city with no strategic significance, and even if he took it himself, he had to rebuild it. Besides, there were still horses on the north side, and they didn't have the iron horses and silk fabrics they needed. And these soldiers are the capital that he can sit on the throne of the Khan, if he does not have these soldiers and return to his own prestige, his reputation will inevitably plummet in the future, even if those Baylors are not secretly stumbling and making trouble, it is estimated that Mang Gurtai and Amin, who have long been eyeing this Khan position, will also take advantage of the chicken to make trouble. He scolded in his heart: "******, I originally wanted to take the opportunity to establish my authority, but this Master Fan also said that the Ming army would not send reinforcements, so I traveled thousands of miles to attack Kulun City. ā
How could Fan Wencheng not understand what Huang Taiji was thinking, knowing that he was the Great Khan of Houjin, and the word "retreat" could not be spoken, so he stepped forward and bowed and saluted and said: "Great Khan, leave the green mountains without worrying about no firewood, at this time, it is better to break it!" ā
Huang Taiji borrowed the slope to get off the donkey, waved his hand in front of the generals behind him, his face was reluctant, and he frowned and said: "Well, we have studied this Ming city thoroughly, which is ten thousand times more important than destroying the Ming army in the city, and it can't be bought by a thousand catties, so we will rely on it to attack the hinterland of the Ming Dynasty in the future." Now that the goal has been achieved, we can't let the soldiers give up their lives for no reason, so let's think about this matter in the long run! ā
Fan Wencheng and the generals behind Huang Taiji praised Huang Taiji for showing compassion for his subordinates and cherishing the lives of his soldiers.
This group of people reversed black and white, and after a bit of sycophancy, Huang Taiji's heart was full of joy, as if he had won the battle.
The Ming army who rushed to the aid only killed the golden soldiers who threw away their helmets and armor, and shouted "Malu, Malu, Qihu, Qihu......"
The defeat was like a mountain, and the Jin soldiers were too late to flee for their lives at this time, so Guan Shanyue easily led the surviving more than 500 brothers to retreat to the city gate.
He took off his helmet and poured out the blood inside, and asked with a puzzled expression: "Brother Zai Sai, you have been in Houjin for several years, and the golden soldiers shouted "Ma Lu, Ma Lu, Qi Hu, Qi Hu!" "What do you mean?"
The soldiers were bandaging Zaisai's wounds, and he didn't feel any pain on the battlefield just now, but he grinned at the pain at this time, and couldn't help laughing when he heard Guan Shanyue's words: "This is the words of wild boar skin, "Ma Lu, Ma Lu" is the meaning of "Mom, Mom" in Chinese, and "Qihu, Qihu" is the meaning of "escape, escape" in Chinese. This group of wild boar skins can't hold on, haha, what I killed just now is really a dark sky, happy, happy, oops, it hurts me to death! ā
The soldiers who were bandaging each other around looked at Zaisai's embarrassment and laughed.
Guan Shanyue, who escaped death, just laughed twice, and felt a heart-piercing pain from the wound on her back that had just been bandaged by her own soldiers, and she couldn't laugh anymore, so she had to endure the pain and not speak, and instead pulled her neck and looked for the figure of Xiao Nizi on the battlefield with an eager face.