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Under Hejian City, Li Haoxian's side was like a cloud, Bai Junyan looked a little uneasy, and said: "General, I have heard that the Duke of Yue led troops and never accepted prisoners into the camp, and now our old troops are not as many as the new ones, in case..."

Li Haoxian disagreed, and laughed: "The big handsome doesn't accept prisoners? You have only followed him for a few days, and when you were in Suzhou and Hangzhou, if you didn't take prisoners, where would the 100,000 troops come from to defend Changzhou. In the final analysis, it is just a matter of judging the situation, and now that Dolgon has made hundreds of thousands of people, forcibly conscripted into soldiers, and ants bite and kill elephants, if I don't adapt to the situation, how can I sweep Gyeonggi. ”

After the pioneer general Hu Bawan left Hou Xuanyan, he showed his ambitions, accumulated military merits and rose all the way, and couldn't wait to say: "When will we attack the city?" ”

Li Haoxian said with a smile: "We have such a might, sweeping Gyeonggi is like probing for things, so we use a dignified teacher to plow the court and sweep the holes." ”

After speaking, he stretched out his hand and waved, and the army behind him set up a position and moved forward.

This set of large arrays has repeatedly performed miraculous feats on the battlefield, and it is the natural nemesis of the cavalry, and Li Haoxian is handy with it.

The soldiers of the Flame Battalion, as usual, charged forward in the great array. They were originally soldiers and horses in Suzhou, and it has been four years since the first year of Hongguang, and the fire camp has never rested in these four years, and they have never returned to their hometown.

In the first year of Hongguang, Aixinjue Luo Boluo came to attack, and the prototype of the Agni Battalion, Jiangsu, Zhejiang, and the Righteous Division began their own conquest. During the battle of Jingxiang, they rushed to Huguang, a big battle had just ended, these people were transferred to Yangzhou, Li Shutai, who was the champion of the three armies, died in their hands, and Huai'an rose again. After a bloody battle, Qingjiangpu stoned Wakda to death, and Fengyang Jierharang raised troops to attack. Then Jinan City and Dewangfu fought two fierce battles to pacify Shandong, and these soldiers never rested.

Even if it is an iron body, it is a little tired now, but fortunately, Gyeonggi should really be the last battle.

The soldiers of the Agni Battalion miss the beautiful scenery outside Gusu City and their long-lost relatives. Ye Niang's wife's voice and appearance are now a little blurred, accustomed to seeing the flesh and blood on the battlefield, accustomed to hearing the drums and horns, the country voice has not changed, and her face has changed, and when she goes back, I don't know if the young son and the young girl can still recognize her father...

"After this battle, we can go back to our hometown..."

This sentence was on the lips of more and more soldiers of the Agni Battalion, and the Hundred Battles Heroes had not tasted defeat, and now they were also eager for the arrival of the final battle.

At this time, the two most elite soldiers of the two white flags in the entire Manchurian Jiannu, carrying 400,000 cannon fodder slave soldiers, slaughtered the river with great momentum.

Dolgon, who was not dead with a sigh of relief, already had the intention of dying if he could not win, and this was his third personal expedition after entering the customs. The previous times were the massacre of the anti-Qing rebels near Gyeonggi, and only this time was a serious contest.

As soon as the two sides fought on the outskirts of Hejian, 400,000 cannon fodder slaves were defeated and fled. 400,000 people on the battlefield is enough to shock everyone's minds, and when 400,000 people flee, Li Haoxian's heart is full of pride.

He decided to completely tear up the last line of defense of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, waved the command flag and pursued the whole army, the slave soldiers were fine, the Qing soldiers with two white flags were all heavy cavalry, and the fire battalion chased after them, and his own formation was completely disrupted. In the evening, some of the fierce generals in the Qing army were completely enraged by this humiliating pursuit, and several Melerjangs jointly asked Dolgon to fight back. Dolgon was provoked by this sudden defeat, and completely ran out of oil, and when he heard these voices asking for war, he suddenly had the meaning of the time when the Manchu Qing Dynasty was invincible.

"Stop and fight back against the Ming army!"

The two white flags turned their horses' heads, and after the rout, there were cannon fodder behind them to block their guns, and these Tartars did not suffer many casualties. Moreover, they were on horseback, with less physical wear and tear than the Agni Battalion, and under the leadership of their respective leaders, the Eight Banners horsemen killed a horse pistol.

During the pursuit, the Flame Battalion, which gradually lost its formation, was exposed to their iron horses.

The situation was gradually reversed, and they wanted to rearrange the formation, but the newly recruited soldiers and horses were about to collapse at the first touch, and they were defeated and fled at the same time, disrupting the main force of the Flame Battalion. This rabble, instead of playing any role, became a lethal factor.

Victory or defeat is in an instant....

The invincible Agni Battalion, at the last moment of the final battle, fell.

The heavy cavalry smashed into the phalanx of infantry without formation, like a wolf into a flock of sheep, and many musketeers tried to raise their spears and shoot, but were cut down by the merciless scimitars. The sword and shield men blocked the attack, and no one helped them to make up the knife and shoot, and as the sun set, Li Haoxian's heart was like ashes, and he gathered his troops and horses and retreated south.

The Manchu cavalry once again took advantage of their mobility, and the pursuit was like a rainbow, how could a two-legged man outrun a four-legged horse.

Hu Bawan and Chen Pengjie protected Li Haoxian and shouted loudly: "General, withdraw, we will give you the queen of the palace." ”

Li Haoxian laughed miserably: "You guys withdraw, I'll come to the palace." ”

More than a dozen generals of the Agni Battalion dismounted together, and the surrounding soldiers also roared together, persuading Li Haoxian to retreat.

Li Haoxian looked lonely and sighed: "This battalion, don't I forget it?" ”

"General!" Liu Yong roared, his voice sharp like broken porcelain, and beckoned his subordinates to dismount and give up the horses to others.

"Get out! He also made me the commander of the Agni Battalion, and obeyed orders. ”

At sunset, a burly man, with thousands of guards beside him, blocked the road between the rivers. The knife was under the horse, and the blade of I don't know how many people had been killed, as always, flashed cold, but it looked a little sad.

In the distance, the main force of the Flame Battalion abandoned its partners behind and could no longer get out, and fled to the south.

Dolgon was overjoyed, and all the Manchurian Jiannu generals did not expect that they could turn defeat into victory by sacrificing their lives.

Someone in the crowd recognized Li Haoxian and shouted in Manchu: "That's Li Haoxian!" ”

The countless Qing soldiers who rushed in the distance slowly surrounded the remaining soldiers of the Flame Battalion, and the remaining soldiers formed a circle, with the tip of the gun pointing outward, guarding Li Haoxian in the center.

Li Haoxian looked to the south, thinking back on the magnificent experience of the past few years, as well as the ruffian commander with high and low shoulders. Looking around, the soldiers of the Agni Battalion really supported him, and they helped him to fight back to Dengzhou, but unfortunately I couldn't take them back to their hometown.

"Do you know how to sing Suzhou Minor? Suddenly I wanted to hear it..."

All the soldiers of the Flame Battalion suddenly turned their heads in unison, staring blankly at the commander who was about to lead them to the north and south and sweep away the strong enemy.

Since the Song Dynasty, the high-ranking officials and writers in the area of Jiangnan and Suzhou and Hangzhou have gone down to the peddlers and pawns, and everyone loves to sing songs.

"The green clouds are locking Qingwan, and the case is fragrant. The official class was held in nine points this year, and the ferry bought new fish and geese. Wu Nong's soft words sounded in the battlefield filled with gunpowder, and there was only one person at first, and they all sang together. Li Haoxian closed his eyes and waited for the Qing soldiers to attack. The charred flesh, the internal organs in the bloody water, and the brains on the ground seemed to be gone. The soldiers looked at each other and smiled, just like they sang a minor tune together as a child, running back and forth in the rich and prosperous streets of Suzhou. It's home, it's where your loved ones are.

"The cups and plates are not dry, the joy is infinite, and it is difficult to forget everyone!"

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