At the head of Ningyuan City, the mountain artillery had stopped firing, and the Tartar cavalry was already very close to the trench, and if they wanted to shoot again, they might injure their comrades in the trench.

The cavalry of the Mongol banner, almost all Mongols, although there were heavy casualties, not a single one retreated.

Those who fall from their horses and die will not give the order to withdraw, and the living soldiers, who have never thought about withdrawing, are all courageous, and the nomadic cavalry fights and never retreats, unless the formation is scattered by the superior cavalry of the other side.

On today's battlefield, the Ming army did not appear at all, and the corpses and horses on the battlefield could not block the way of the cavalry's advance, at most it was a test of the cavalry's horse control skills.

Dorgon had been waiting from behind, holding the reins of his horse's left hand, clenching it tightly, but the warriors never gave him hope.

The cavalry at the front is doing a good job of archery, but until the moment of falling from the horse, the arrow in the hand has not been shot out for a long time, and the cavalry behind it quickly replenished, or maintained the prepared posture before the arrow, if the eyes are not good, I thought that the cavalry was fixed on the battlefield.

Li Zijian was established at the head of the city in the northeast corner, ascending high and looking into the distance, the entire battlefield was in full view, seeing the situation in front of him, the corners of his mouth unconsciously showed a trace of imperceptible sneer, "The cavalry of the Tartars is really heroic, no wonder the Ming army has been defeated repeatedly!"

He Xiaomi glanced into the distance, revealing a disdainful look, "No matter how heroic the Tartar is, he hasn't come up to die?" These cavalry are almost gone!"

Li Zicheng said indifferently: "Xiaomi, there are 10,000 casualties of Tartars, right?" ”

"Back to the emperor, the observer over there just said that the first wave of the Tartar offensive has about 20,000 cavalry!"

"Twenty thousand?" Li Zicheng's heart moved, didn't he say that "the Jurchen is not more than 10,000, and there is no one who is invincible over 10,000"? It seems that this is just the boasting of the Tartars themselves, in the blink of an eye, the 20,000 cavalry are gone, the Tartars are really stupid, the casualties are so heavy, it is a completely slaughtered battle, but they don't know how to withdraw, even if they withdraw now, it's too late.

The corners of He Xiaomi's mouth were like a loofah placed horizontally, "Your Majesty, there are still many cavalry of the Tartars behind, will they still attack?" ”

Li Zicheng nodded slowly, "I hope that they will continue to attack, if they can inflict heavy damage on Dolgon this time, they can ensure Ning Yuan's safety for two years." But in his heart, he thought that in two years, Huaxia should have unified the whole country long ago, and at that time he could concentrate the strength of the whole country and launch a counterattack against the Tartars, and it was best to solve the Tartars in Liaodong once and for all.

Outside the city, in the northeast direction, Dolgon's gloomy gaze finally couldn't be hung up, and his gaze had penetrated the Mongolian flag cavalry on the battlefield.

The Mongolian Eight Banners are about to be wiped out!

He glared at Azig viciously, waved his hand weakly, and shouted in a low voice: "Withdraw the troops!"

"Withdraw!" Irogan immediately sent Dolgon's orders to the front.

The Mongol banner received the order to withdraw the army, although he was unwilling, but did not dare to disobey the regent's military order, and the remnants of the thousands of cavalry still quickly turned their horses' heads, and after a short period of confusion, they still quickly retreated.

Seeing that the Tartar cavalry was about to flee, Li Xin hurriedly shouted loudly, and the soldiers quickly raised their guns and extended the firing range until the remaining Tartars escaped out of range.

Seeing that the fleeing cavalry was only a few hundred, Dolgon was cold, and sat motionless on horseback.

The people around him knew that Dorgon was in a bad mood, so they didn't dare to disturb him, and finally Irogan whispered, "Regent......"

"Huh?" Dorgon swept around, only to realize that everyone was looking at him, but what could he do? The Ming army hid in the trenches and refused to come out, and the cavalry could not attack it......

Irogan leaned closer to Dolgon and said cautiously, "Regent, are we going to withdraw our troops, or are we going to continue the attack?" ”

Yes, to withdraw the troops, or to continue the offensive? Everyone is waiting for their own ideas! Dolgon pondered for a moment, and knew in his heart that even if the most elite cavalry of the Manchurian White Banner attacked, the effect would not be better than that of the Mongol Banner, and there was not much chance of victory at all, even if he could break through the enemy troops in the trench, his own casualties would not be less......

In this case, there is only one way to withdraw troops temporarily!

Dorgon was about to order the withdrawal of his troops, but Irogan said, "Regent, the Ming army is killing our wounded soldiers......"

"Regent," the Mongolian Banner is a white flag Gushan Ezhen Suna trembled with anger, he pointed to the battlefield in front of him, "The Ming army is slaughtering our brothers......"

The blue flag Gushan Ezhen Hu Shibu also said: "Regent, although the brothers were defeated, they all moved forward bravely, and the order was forbidden, and they did not disgrace the regent, and the regent can't leave them alone!"

Dolgon's riding tiger is difficult, give up these wounded soldiers, his prestige will inevitably be damaged, and it will take a lot of time to dominate the Mongolian Eight Banners in the future, if you want to rescue ...... How to rescue? Do you want the white flag warriors of your own lineage to die in vain?

Even if you come forward and die in vain, you can't save these wounded soldiers!

Ning Wan knew Dolgon's difficulty, opened his eyes slightly, and said, "Regent, these wounded soldiers are all warriors of the Qing Dynasty, but they have been injured, even if they are rescued, it is difficult to save them...... Besides, they are all within the range of the Ming army's guns, and they can't be rescued at all......"

Hong Chengchou glanced at the massacre that was going on in the distance, and muttered, "The Ming army deliberately slaughtered the wounded soldiers just to provoke us......"

"Do you want to let the Ming army cut the throats of the warriors with scimitars?" Zhenglan Banner Gushan Ezhen Wu Lai glared at Ning Wan and me, and said angrily: "If the regent ignores them, and the minister takes his soldiers to rescue them, he will die in battle, and he will die with the warriors, and he will be worthy of them!" He waved his horsewhip angrily and shouted behind him: "Warriors, go, even if you shed the last drop of blood, we can't let the warriors chill ......"

Seeing that Dorgon was in a dilemma, Azig hurriedly threw out a whip and shouted, "Bold Wu Lai, you dare to disobey the will of the regent?" ”

Wu Lai was just about to urge the war horse, but as soon as Azig drank it, he stopped his movements, pointed forward with his horsewhip, and said angrily: "Can't Prince Ying see that the Han dog is cutting the necks of the warriors with a scimitar...... The warriors were injured for the sake of the Qing Dynasty......"

"No need to fight anymore, there will always be casualties in the war!" Dolgon said coldly: "On the battlefield of Liaodong, we have defeated the Han people countless times and slaughtered a large number of Ming troops to win the current situation...... Today's war is unfavorable, so there is no need to worry about these wounded soldiers!"

Wu Lai was unconvinced, and muttered in a low voice: "What are Han people? Today's casualties are the Mongols......"

The Gushan Ezhen of the Han Army Banner not far away listened, although they felt uncomfortable, but they dared to be angry and did not dare to speak.

Dolgon glared, and Wu Laicai lowered his head and stepped aside, glanced in the direction of the trench, and knew that he had no strength to save the wounded, so he hid in the crowd.

Hong Chengchou saw that in the Han army flag, Liu Zhiyuan, who was inlaid with the yellow flag, and Li Guohan, who was inlaid with the blue flag, had anger on his face, so he quietly approached them.

Seeing that everyone Gushan really didn't dare to speak, Dolgon said: "Order to withdraw the army, go back to the camp first!"

The cavalry of the Manchurian White Banner took the lead, the remnants of the Mongolian Banner followed closely, and the last was the person of the Han Army Banner, Hong Chengchou glanced at Liu Zhiyuan and Li Guohan, because there were many people on the road, and there was no language exchange.

Seeing the Tartars' cavalry retreating, He Xiaomi was deeply disappointed, "It's a pity that the Tartars admit it, otherwise you can kill more Tartars......"

Li Zicheng smiled slightly, there was not much disappointment in his heart, the Mandate of Heaven Army slaughtered the wounded soldiers of the Tartars in front of him, Dolgon's heart must have been painful, he restrained his hatred for the Mandate of Heaven Army, and withdrew his troops back to the camp in a gloomy manner, although it was the most rational way to minimize the casualties of the cavalry, but it also exposed his heart: fear, fear of the combat effectiveness of the Mandate of Heaven Army!

Perhaps from now on, the cavalry of the Tartars will no longer dare to be unscrupulous in the land of Han.

But just like this, the tens of thousands of cavalry in the hands of Dorgon were released, and Li Zicheng was unwilling.

He made a simple calculation, Dolgon's southward this time, including the Eight Banners of the Mongols and the Eight Banners of the Han Army, had a total of 75,000 cavalry, and the number of dead was close to 40,000 after three days of fighting, and there should be 35,000 cavalry in Dolgon's hands.

The cavalry of the first battalion is hidden in Shoushan, but the first battalion only has 20,000 cavalry, even if the difference in combat effectiveness is not considered, the number is only half, and it does not have the ability to fight a head-on battle for the time being.

It seems that some Tartar cavalry will have to be consumed, I don't know if Dolgon will attack Ningyuan City!

Under the city of Ningyuan, the soldiers who had just experienced the big battle were harvesting the wounded soldiers of the Tartars, and they were originally worried that the cavalry of the Tartars would kill their horse pistols, but Dolgon had already retreated with the cavalry, and the soldiers were naturally smiling.

Harvesting the wounded, gathering horses, and scavenging, the soldiers methodically cleaned the battlefield, piled up the corpses of the Tartars, poured them with oil, and burned them.

A large number of wounded horses were brought into the city, and with the horse meat cut from the dead horses, it will be another horse meat feast today, and the excess horse meat will be marinated in time and stored for later use.

Compared with the joy inside and outside Ningyuan City, Dolgon and his subordinates, who withdrew their troops and returned to the camp, had their own thoughts.

Dolgon did not convene a military meeting, and when he returned to the Great Horde, he drank mare's milk wine and ate beef jerky alone, but his mind was thinking about the next strategy and the future of the Qing Dynasty.

In Azig's heart, there was no sadness, but there was not much joy either, and after returning to the battalion commander, he was dragged by Doduo to drink and get drunk.

Several Gushan Ezhen of the Mongolian Banner gathered together, drinking and scolding, and at first cursing the Ming army, these mongrel cowards and dogs who were cowering in the trenches, but shot all the Mongol warriors......

A few bags of mare's milk wine were in their stomachs, and they became more emboldened, so they accused Sang of scolding Huai and insinuating Dolgon, if it weren't for the Dolgon brothers who resolutely gave up, they would never have watched the Ming army harvest the Mongolian wounded soldiers.

The soldiers are gone, what will happen in the future?

They are already slaves of the Qing Dynasty and have no control over their own future, but mare's milk wine can be drunk by their temperament......

Hong Chengchou was even more upset and fluctuating, in three days, the Qing Dynasty lost 40,000 cavalry, especially today, he saw with his own eyes that the cavalry of the 20,000 Mongolian banners, but in an hour's time, all were annihilated by the Ming army, no, it was definitely not the Ming army, it must be the Mandate of Heaven army that he was familiar with!

After returning to the camp tent, Hong Chengchou was restless, restless, and after thinking for a while, he quietly touched the camp of Liu Zhiyuan, who was inlaid with the yellow flag of the Han army......