Chapter 117: Dead to the End

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I could see the stump and broken arm flying in front of me, but I couldn't hear anything. Everyone's ears were so loud that they couldn't hear a sound, not even the buzzing sound.

In less than a minute, 10,000 catties of explosives poured down, and the ground seemed to become a sea surface with a strong wind, and the huge waves were raging, wantonly venting their anger, tons of soil were lifted off the ground, and the people on the ground became rootless, staggering.

After the sound of the artillery stopped, Guan Shanyue crawled out from under the burial of the broken soil, his ears regained a trace of hearing, he shook the broken soil on his body, walked forward in a daze, stopped at a distance of four hundred meters from the battlefield, and did not dare to advance half a step.

It was a hell in front of me, a blood-colored hell, and even the blades of grass a hundred meters away were covered with blood and flesh.

Countless enemies and sycophants were blown to shreds, and not even a whole corpse was left, but they were lucky and died a happy death.

Most of them were not killed by the explosion, but by the sound of the sound, although they could not see any injuries outside their bodies, the organs in their bodies had already been shattered, and the strange twisted facial features showed how painful they were when they died.

There were more than 2,000 people who were dragged to death and trampled to death, and those who were trampled on were also out of breath and less in breath, and their lives were short.

Those who were lucky enough not to die no longer had the arrogance they had just now, and they all hid far away, staring at the miserable scene in front of them in shock, and they were so frightened that they didn't dare to take a step forward.

It's not that they haven't been shelled, but they can't figure out that the explosion of the Ming army's shells is like thunder in the sky, and the power is ten or even dozens of times more powerful than the cannonballs of the Rakshasa people.

Hara Hura gritted his teeth and pushed away the horse that was pressing on him, and pulled his foot out of the stirrup with severe pain, blood staining his trouser legs.

His horse had just been blown up, and the last time he protected the Lord, he saved his life with his own life.

Harahura got up from the pile of dead people, shook his head, found the direction of the setting sun, finally distinguished the east and west, north and south, and stumbled towards the more than 5,000 stunned Warat soldiers behind him.

Chen Ergou shook the soil on his body, came to Guan Shanyue's side, and shouted at the top of his voice: "My lord, the battle situation is certain, do you want to take advantage of the victory to pursue?" ”

After shouting for a long time, Guan Shanyue finally heard what Chen Ergou was shouting clearly, and he also shouted at the top of his voice: "Don't be careless and underestimate the enemy, hurry up and gather the troops to treat the wounded and prevent the enemy from raiding." M's, it's too close, and our people were shocked a lot just now. ”

The position of the Daning Legion suddenly became busy, while busy treating the wounded, while gathering the team and preparing for the next wave of attacks.

Before they could finish gathering their troops, Guan Shanyue suddenly found that the Warats on the opposite side suddenly dismounted one after another, and under the leadership of Harahura, they sang a deep and sad Mongolian song.

He had long understood Mongolian, and he could tell that this was a song about missing his hometown and mother.

There were many Mongolian brothers in the Daning army, who were riding on war horses, their eyes were red, and they were infected by this sad atmosphere, and they sobbed one after another.

This is a long Mongolian tune, and after singing this song to his hometown, Harakula led five or six kilowatts of people to sing a song to soothe the souls of the dead.

Guan Shanyue was also moved by this atmosphere, and even had a hint of the idea of surrendering. But he always felt that something was wrong, because he felt that the momentum of the 5,000 Varat people was even more terrifying than the momentum exuded by the more than 40,000 Varat just now, and it was almost overwhelming for him.

Batur, who was crying into tears, came to Guan Shanyue with a sob, fell to his knees with a puff, choked up and said: "Lord Guan, since you can recruit the Haixi Jurchens and the Horqin Department on the battlefield, and Madame has also surrendered the Chahar Department on the battlefield, our Daning is not a population now, so you can send a kind heart to let them live and surrender them!" ”

Guan Shanyue hesitated for a moment, and then shook his head resolutely, he couldn't explain to Batur how difficult the Dzungar Ministry would be in the future, and I was afraid that there would be no chance to nip them in the bud in the future.

He knew that this was not the time to be a, so he cut his heart and said, "No, they must die when it comes to this part, but I can let them die a decent death." ”

Batur didn't want to give up, and was interrupted by Chen Ergou just as he wanted to speak, "Damn, they're stupid to herd sheep, how can they pull out their weapons and die, what are they going to do?" ”

Everyone present rubbed their eyes in disbelief, they couldn't believe what they were seeing, the Warats in front of them actually sang a neat war song and stepped on the corpses, brandished the long knives in their hands, and charged at them.

The first to react was Guan Shanyue, who ran to the side of the jade horse while shouting at the top of his voice: "Enemy attack, enemy attack, blow the trumpet, meet the battle!" ”

50,000 people have become 5,000 people, and Halakura is like the embattled Chu overlord on the bank of the Wujiang River, who does not want to go back and has no face to go back to meet his hometown fathers, and now he can only defend his pride with death.

Chen Ergou now began to respect the enemy in front of him, "In order to show respect, should we use bayonets to fight?" ”

Guan Shanyue was silent for a moment, raised her hanging head, and looked firmly at the enemy who was getting closer and closer, "No, every soldier's life is precious, you can't be rash, ending their lives quickly is the greatest respect for them." ”

The remnant sun was like blood, and Daning's cavalry ran from one end of the battlefield to another, and from that end back to this end, the Miao knives in their hands rose and fell and fell and rose again, until all the Warat people lay down and could not get up again.

The Warat people fought very tenaciously, showing their momentum and dignity.

But in the era of cold weapons, with almost the same number, the infantry of the Warat people was no match for the Daning cavalry after all.

"All the firearms battalions are there, fire guns to salute, release, release, release ......"

Guan Shanyue originally wanted to capture Harahura back to Daming and give it to Emperor Chongzhen to avenge the revenge of the Tumu Fort back then, but now he put away his heart of play and buried the five thousand enemy soldiers who died on the battlefield, because such an opponent is worthy of respect.

"Release the Pixiu battalion and the firearms battalion, and clean up the battlefield while it's still dark, especially those war horses, they must all be caught for me, and they will definitely be used in the future." Keep the dozen or so Rakshasa captives for me, don't kill them, I'll be of great use. ”

Guan Shanyue ordered, and the surrounding heralds went around to deliver the military order. After a while, there was a spectacle of 10,000 people catching horses on the grassland.

Guan Shanyue calculated like this, now Daning's army equipment has not opened up the generation gap with the enemy he is facing, and it is a little stretched to protect the existing territory with the current military strength, and it is necessary to have more troops to defend the expanding territory, and it is a matter of time before the army expands. If you don't grasp the ready-made war horses in front of you, it will take years to breed, and a fool will do that!

A few days later, the Daning army arrived in Kulun City, and the people in the city welcomed them with a grand welcome ceremony. In the evening, a grand bonfire was held on the wide grassland outside the city, and the soldiers and civilians gathered together to sing and dance to celebrate the victory of the battle.

In the lobby of Zhang Debiao's mansion, there is an arm-thick white wax lit, which illuminates the entire lobby.

Guan Shanyue sat in the center, Liu Wenxiu in his left hand and Zhang Debiao in his right hand.

After happily eating a few glasses of wine at the opening banquet, Guan Shanyue immediately poured a basin of cold water on everyone's heads, throwing out a question that everyone had never thought about, "Although we have cut off the forces of Warat for a few catties in this battle, the rest of them are old, weak, sick and disabled, so don't worry. But have you ever thought that there will be a power vacuum in the territory controlled by Warat in the past, how can we fill this vacuum? ”

The generals were all speechless, they only thought about how to defeat the Warats, and they never thought that they would achieve such great results.

Guan Shanyue was silent for a moment, and then threw out a shocking opinion, "There is also a big country in the east of Warat, called the Rakshasa Country, I think you have also heard of it. Personally, I believe that this power vacuum will exacerbate their eastward expansion, and if we don't fill the void quickly, we will become their wedding dress for this battle. ”

The generals present were in an uproar and discussed indignantly, but after discussing for a long time, they did not come up with any feasible countermeasures.

Liu Wenxiu's fingers tapped rhythmically on the table, his brows sometimes furrowed and sometimes stretched, and his brain was running rapidly.

He suddenly got up and signaled everyone to be quiet, took a drink from the wine glass, and smiled at Guan Shanyue with confidence: "It is naturally good that the remaining Warat people can surrender, if they can't surrender, it's the best, if they can't surrender, we will do our best." Although it was the eastward invasion of Harahura, it can also be said that these lands were all fought down by our soldiers with blood, and they can't just become other people's wedding clothes for no reason. There must be people to defend the land, and now the victims of Shaanxi, Gansu and Shanxi are all over the place, and it is a disaster to stay in the homeland, but in my humble opinion, they can be used by me, just like at the beginning of Daning's restoration, as long as there is a year's ration, they can take root in this land. ”

Guan Shanyue's eyes lit up, he coincided with Liu Wenxiu's opinion, "Wen Fu sees that some things are wasted when they are placed in one place, but if they change the environment, they may become treasures." It's like a saline-alkali field, if you grow wheat, he will produce a pitiful amount, but if you grow sweet sorghum. The land is still the same land, but the situation is very different if it is farmed. ”

When the generals present heard this approachable parable, they all smiled.

After Liu Wenxiu laughed, he provided Guan Shanyue with useful information, "We have a professional team in Daning to build the city, and it's not a problem. And according to Tanma's report, Yang He, the governor of the three sides of Shaanxi, recently expressed his stance resolutely on the side of Emperor Chongzhen, and his son Yang Sichang lobbied around in Shaanxi and Gansu on behalf of his father. ”

"It's really dozing off, someone brought a pillow, God help me!" Guan Shanyue smiled, "Wen Fu's staff is really not for nothing, I will leave early tomorrow morning to rush back to Duoyan City to ask for advice from the saint." Come, guys, let's have another drink! ”

Everyone had just drunk a few cups, and when they were on the rise, they saw an officer and soldier of the Pixiu battalion rushing in under the guidance of Chen Ergou.

The generals all put down their wine glasses, craned their necks and looked at Chen Ergou and the officers and soldiers of the Pixiu Battalion who were each holding two steel knives, not knowing what they were going to do when they rushed in.