Chapter 62: A Good Slave of Our Great Qing Dynasty
"Retreat, retreat immediately!"
Dolgon, who had just arrived at the battlefield, looked at the surging Guanning army in the distance, and gave the order to retreat without hesitation.
There, a red flag stands out.
Even if he couldn't see the face under the banner clearly in the telescope, just by standing on a chariot with two horses galloping wildly, waving a giant mace as a command, Dolgon knew that his old opponent had arrived, and he also knew that these Guanning troops were not here to help him, and in no more than a quarter of an hour, those brave cavalry who followed behind the chariot would join him on the battlefield.
He knew these people very well.
This is the only remaining Ming army on the battlefield outside the Guan, and although these people often flee without a fight, it is just their habitual self-preservation, and these people are not inferior to his subordinates in Eight Banners Manchuria in terms of pure combat effectiveness.
An invincible general, plus the most elite cavalry in the thousands of Ming troops......
It was the final blow that crushed him.
"Ah Hun, there are still 30,000 people behind us, we can't just evacuate!"
Duoduo said unwillingly.
"Retreat, there's no need to fight anymore!"
Dorgon said.
"But ......"
Duoduo still wanted to struggle a few more times.
Although he also knew that this was actually the wisest choice, not to mention the addition of Yang Qing and Guan Ningjun, in terms of the current comparison of forces on the battlefield between the two sides, they could not defeat Li Zicheng, whose combat effectiveness was not at the same level as the Ming army. Especially the 20,000 most elite cavalry, although it is still inferior to the Eight Banners Manchuria, it has already surpassed the Eight Banners Mongolia, and they have no advantage in the cavalry battle. In infantry battles, their shield chariot heavy infantry could not break through the spear formations of the Shun army, and the latter had the advantage of artillery, and they were even at a disadvantage on the actual battlefield.
Originally, I was expecting a follow-up to arrive, but now it is difficult to arrive in the follow-up.
The Guan Ning army and the Shun army in the original city combined, the strength was a full double that of their follow-up.
But he was really unwilling!
This is the closest the Qing Dynasty has come to entering the Central Plains, so should he just give up and continue to endure the bitter cold outside the customs for generations?
"There is nothing but, retreat, we have lost this opportunity, we can only shed more blood if we continue to fight, we can't afford to flow, retreat, go back to recover first, there will always be opportunities, there will be no next year, there will be no next year, there will be no next year, as long as the strength of my Eight Banners athletes is still there, as long as there are still people in the south who need us, we will never lack opportunities, but if our blood is dry, there will never be a chance!"
Dorgon said.
"The regent is wise, the gentry in the Guannai longing for me in the Qing Dynasty are like the hope of a long drought, Li Zicheng is perverse, even if he is rampant, there will be a day when he will be awarded."
Fan Wencheng said with a smile.
The next moment, Duoduo punched him in the face......
"Dog, didn't you say that?"
Duoduo scolded and punched him a second time, poor Fan Wencheng and a literati, how could he stand his old fist, his face was already covered with blood after just two punches, and he kept kneeling there and begging for mercy while screaming.
"Bold!"
Dorgon kicked Dodor away and shouted.
"Mr. Fan, are you alright?"
He then said to Fan Wencheng.
"Regent, the slave is fine, King Yu is sad that the King of England can't avenge him, and it is also the duty of the slave to give him a little anger, not to mention just a few punches, that is, to beat the slave to death, as long as King Yu can relieve the pain in his heart, the slave is also willing. It's just that this battle really can't be fought anymore, we have lost too many troops, we have few people and insufficient soldiers, this is our biggest weakness, Li Zicheng lost a month back to make up for his army, we have to rely on time to make up for our losses.
We can't afford to lose!
At this time, Li Zicheng is powerful, and we can only avoid his edge!
But it is impossible for the gentry in the Guannai to endure his tyranny, Li Zicheng said that he wants to give free food to the field, if he really wants to do that, those gentry must not fight with him! It is impossible for Chongzhen to cooperate with him after he goes to Jiangnan, and it is impossible for Li Zicheng not to expand to the south after he is temporarily free of our threat, and the two of them will also have conflicts in the future. Li Zicheng will not be interested in our Liaodong, he is just afraid that we will attack his back when he goes south, after this battle, we will not have a big deal to negotiate peace with him, first coax him to go south with peace of mind, and then we will take the opportunity to recuperate, and then wait and see what happens in the pass. ”
Fan Wencheng said inarticulately.
Then he spat out a few teeth that had been knocked out by Dodor and said earnestly, "Regent, there will always be a chance. ”
Indeed, there will always be opportunities for them.
As long as those traitors in the south are still around, they will always have a chance.
Dorgon was well aware of this.
It is impossible for those gentry in the customs to really endure Li Zicheng, and it is impossible for the Jin merchants to endure the losses caused by the severance of trade, they just haven't reacted yet, after all, the time is still short, the battle of Shanhaiguan has only been more than 20 days from the beginning to now, and Li Zicheng has only entered Beijing for more than a month, and the gentry in places like Guanzhong and Henan may not be able to know about the battle of Shanhaiguan.
But soon they will learn that the Qing Dynasty had tried to save them.
The Great Qing Dynasty will become their hope.
If Li Zicheng does not change his attitude towards them, they will eventually have a day when they will be unable to bear it, and then it will be the opportunity for the Qing Dynasty to go south again.
"This Central Plains, after all, is my Qing Dynasty!"
Dorgon snapped his horsewhip and regained his complacency.
Suddenly, thunder exploded above his head, followed by a large raindrop, and a gust of wind blew through the cover of his blessed Huangluo umbrella and fell directly.
Immediately after that, the Qing army on the battlefield quickly began to retreat.
But Li Zicheng will not let them leave smoothly like this, he also knows very well that if he can completely annihilate the Qing army in one fell swoop, then even Liaodong is his, the value is low, and there will be no harm in swallowing it if it is possible, and even if he can't annihilate them all, the more he puts the blood of the Qing army, the safer the Great Wall line will be, and he will have the ability to prepare for the next operation against Jiangnan. At this moment, with the arrival of the Guanning army, especially the entry of Yang Qing and those Wu family slaves into the battlefield, his strength skyrocketed, and the morale of his subordinates also skyrocketed......
"Oh yes, what the hell!"
Yang Qing wiped the blood from his face and looked at the dark battlefield speechlessly.
It's completely disrupted now.
Because of the interference of the storm and the blurred vision in the heavy rain, the generals on both sides completely lost control of the battlefield, even Yang Qing lost contact with most of his subordinates because he rushed too fast, and now there are only less than a hundred horsemen such as Gao Dejie and others, beyond this range, he doesn't know who it is with his eyesight.
Just as a stone battle in history was disturbed by wind and sand, this battle was actually disturbed by heavy rain.
"General, where?"
Gao Dejie slashed his opponent and shouted.
Yang Qing gained not only him as a fierce general in the Guanning Army, but also Wu Guogui, as for the other famous generals who were not in the Guanning Army at this time when Wu Sangui rebelled, Xia Guoxiang did not know his origin, Li Benshen was Gao Jie's person, and Gao Jie was still in Huaibei at this time, Ma Bao was Li Zicheng's old battalion, and what he fought side by side with Yang Qing just now was that Wang Pingfan was a Fengtian man, and it was impossible to be in the Guanning Army at this time. Wu Sangui's subordinates who rebelled in the later period were not purely the old foundations of the Guanning Army, a large part of them also included the green battalion that he recruited and surrendered to him during the Guannai battle, as for the main generals around him at this time, they were not younger than him, and even most of them were older than him.
He is a young man, and these people are all deputy generals and generals.
Wu Guogui is the only remaining veteran in the later period.
And Gao Dejie was only a middle-level officer at this time.
"Where? North, of course! ”
Yang Qing looked at the compass in his hand and said.
Immediately after he pointed to the north, the chariot under his feet immediately moved forward, Gao Dejie wiped the rain on his face and followed with more than 100 horsemen, and the two Qing soldiers who ran away unfortunately bumped into their front, Yang Qing picked up two small axes from the carriage and threw them over, and accurately smashed into their faces in the applause.
In fact, at this time, the Qing army was also in chaos.
Because of the lack of direction in the rain, coupled with the fact that the command flag could not be seen, the vast majority of the Qing army had already run away like this, although Yang Qing only had a hundred horsemen, but the vast majority of the Qing troops encountered were not headless flies, and there were no more than 1,000 people at all, and even more than 500 people were rare, in such weather, whether it was the flag or the drum horn command range, it would not exceed the 500 level, the vast majority of them were tens of hundreds of ten people, and many of them even ran in the wrong direction.
"Ma, is this suicide?"
Yang Qing looked at the dozen or so cavalry soldiers who suddenly appeared behind the two Qing soldiers and said in astonishment.
They were actually running towards Shanhaiguan.
This kind of trivial matter does not need to be solved by him at all, Gao Dejie led the cavalry to rush forward immediately, and at the same time, Yang Qing suddenly found that there was something strange in the rain and fog on his right, he immediately raised the telescope but then threw it away, this kind of primary version of the thing is not as good as his eyes, he immediately jumped out of the carriage and walked there, and soon a shadowy figure appeared in his field of vision.
These people are heading north like him.
He is the fastest in the Shun army, so this can only be the Qing army.
Yang Qing didn't greet Gao Dejie either, he dragged the mace alone, and quietly began to charge under the cover of the heavy rain, almost at the same time, with a lightning bolt in the sky, the figure suddenly became much clearer, and then a Huangluo umbrella cover that was put away in the rain and two sides of the same fold suddenly appeared......