Chapter Ninety-Eight: Self-Defeat
Dordor was about to enter the city, but was rushed by the crowd and almost fell off his horse.
The Tartar soldiers around him were all top-notch warriors in the two white flags, and they slashed the Qing soldiers who rushed over to death one by one. On Duoduo's face that was ripened by the wind and snow outside the gate, hatred slowly condensed, and he gritted his teeth and said: "The rear army turned around, gave way to the people in the city, and crowded and beheaded!" ”
Several Jialazhangjing persuaded one after another: "Lord Wang, the fire in the city is too big, it's useless. Let's protect the prince and withdraw first. ”
"Lord Wang, let's fall into the hands of the Ming army, let's go back to Jiangning first, we won't be able to escape when it's over."
The muscles and flesh on Duoduo's face condensed into a ball, looking very terrifying, he pulled out the scimitar in his waist, slashed a Jiala Zhangjing to death, and said in a cruel voice: "Whoever dares to say that he will escape, this king will cut off his head, and give me an order to turn around and withdraw our men and horses." ”
The rear army was full of Han soldiers who had surrendered to the Qing Dynasty, and their incompetence was originally the biggest assistant of the Qing soldiers in sweeping the Central Plains, but now it has become a nightmare for the Qing soldiers. These people were panicked and at a loss, and with the chaos of the situation, the commander's orders were not passed on at all.
The banner soldiers who took the lead in escaping from the fire city, seeing that they couldn't rush out, drew their swords like slashing off the heads of these Han Qing soldiers. The Han soldiers were slaughtered for no reason, and some of them were fierce, and they immediately raised their knives and slashed back. When the generals saw it, they were terrified, this was about to happen.
Once this kind of chaos occurs in the barracks at night, panic will soon spread, and if the generals cannot control the crazy soldiers, the soldiers will kill each other, even if the army is very disciplined, once the camp is roaring, the consequences will be very terrible.
This is something that is almost unimaginable in modern thinking, but in the harsh conditions of war in ancient times, such things that make people feel strange are not unusual. Therefore, the punishment of the battalion screamers in the army was very severe, and it was very common for the generals to make a decision on the spot and kill dozens of soldiers to control the situation. Now the city is mixed up, and even the generals are squeezed in the middle.
The fire in the city was getting bigger and bigger, and the soldiers inside were cramming out like crazy, and the billowing smoke and raging fire had made them lose their minds. Everyone knew that if they didn't go out, they would only be burned to charcoal. The strong desire to survive prompted the Qing soldiers in the city to squeeze out even more desperately. It's a pity that the city gate is so big, and there are many dead bodies under their feet, and the more anxious they are, the more difficult it is to evacuate outside.
Hou Xuanyan had already led his troops around the city wall at this time and came to Xicheng, and when he saw the sight in front of him, an indescribable pleasure surged into his heart.
A young general looked up to the sky and laughed, and said, "Commander, come on!" ”
Hou Xuanyan blocked him with a sword and said: "Now I go up to help them get out of trouble, so that they can fight us wholeheartedly, but there will be fewer of their own people who will be trampled to death." Let's go to the rear army and intercept and kill the Qinggou on the periphery. ”
There were no less than 100,000 soldiers and horses in Changzhou, walking around the city, adding invisible pressure to the Qing soldiers under the city. Seeing it from afar, Duoduo shouted, "Turn around to meet the enemy, and you can break the siege by killing them." ”
The Qing soldiers who were retreating, saw the thousands of troops and horses that suddenly appeared in front of them, turned around and squeezed back. Yang Wulie was almost squeezed off his horse, and whipped a whip on the body of a soldier in front of him, scolding: "Turn back, give me a head back!" ”
He took a closer look, and it was the little soldier who was squeezing in the direction of the city, and he didn't want to fight, so he suddenly became angry and scolded: "Lao Tzu went back and flayed you alive." ”
The mood of the little soldier was on the verge of collapse, whether it was the fire in the city or the enemy soldiers in front of him, it came so suddenly. His heart had long been filled with fear, and he had lost the ability to think, and when he heard in his ears that the hateful general in front of him was going to skin himself alive, he subconsciously raised his knife and cut it. Yang Wulie didn't expect that the big-headed soldiers in his battalion, who were inferior to pigs and dogs, would actually cut themselves, and he was defenseless, and his horse's legs were cut off with a knife, and he fell to the ground with a frightened face. He was greeted by countless pairs of big feet, trampling him to the point of flesh and blood.
Dodor finally gave up the idea of fighting back, his eyes narrowed, and his voice was like the low roar of a hungry wolf: "Withdraw!" Go to Jiangning. ”
His own soldiers escorted him and fled westward. Seeing that their clothes and armor were different from others, the Suzhou soldiers knew that this was a group of big fish, and rushed over to surround them. At this time, after a long time of scuffle, the sky will soon light up, and Hou Xuanyan also saw these Tartars, they are holding dragon flags with white backgrounds, white armor and black helmets, and red tassels on their heads. His eyes lit up and he shouted, "That's Dord, don't let this pig run away." ”
A squad of less than a hundred people, including Duoduo, shot like a sharp arrow into the paper. In an instant, it penetrated the Suzhou soldiers who surrounded them, they held scimitars in their hands, rode on horses and slashed left and right, and Duoduo and his own soldiers in the middle pulled out feather arrows from the quiver pot and opened the bow left and right. Every time, Suzhou soldiers fell to the ground in response, and the arrows were not missed.
Hou Xuanyan's eyes were bloodshot, and he shouted: "Stop Duoduo, don't let him go!" ”
These hundred Tartars are not as brave as humans, and the people on the periphery have spears and feathered arrows stuck in their bodies, and they are slashing like no one. Their armor is extremely tough, many arrows are just stuck outside their armor, and in addition, they are not afraid of death, and they are skilled in horsemanship, so there is no enemy in front of them.
In such an army, the role of individual bravery and technical skills is negligible and almost negligible. However, the team of 100 people cooperated with tacit understanding, and it still had the effect of charging into battle. After only a dozen or so horses, the group of Tartars rushed out of the thousands of people with Duoduo in tow.
Although Hou Xuanyan's army was numerous, it had not yet been formed into a formation, and the others were willing to help, but they were separated by their companions, so they could only watch them flee from the flanks.
Hou Xuanyan was so nervous that he tore the wound in his palm, the sword in his hand fell to the ground in response, and shouted regardless of the pain: "Chase, chase me, don't let Duoduo go." ”
The Tartars, who rushed to the encirclement, did not blindly flee for their lives, they half stood up, took their bows and turned back to shoot. The horses galloped and bumped all the way, and these people were still unaffected, shooting their bows and arrows as if they were on the ground. They consciously stood behind Dord, using their flesh to take his place with arrows and javelins, and if one fell off his horse and died, the other would be replaced immediately. The fallen Tartars were soon cut into meat sauce by the infantrymen who caught up.
These people were like arrows and arrows, and when they raised their wrists, a feathered arrow fell into their hands, and then they shot out immediately after the arrows in front of them. The pursuing Suzhou soldiers fell in response, and the equestrian skills were not good, so gradually Duoduo was nowhere to be seen.
Hou Xuanyan's eyes were about to split, and he pointed at Xia Wanchun and asked, "How many cavalry are there, they will chase after me, and I will definitely take back Duoduo's head." ”
Xia Wanchun turned on his horse and chased in the direction where Duoduo had disappeared.
The fire in Changzhou City has burned from the east city to the west city, Hou Xuanyan looked at the Qing soldiers who were besieged under the city, leaving less than 10,000 people to follow Yan Yingyuan to clean up the battlefield, as long as it is blocked here, the main force of the Manchu Qing Dynasty in the city will be reduced to ashes.
The other 100,000 people, following his handsome banner, finally stepped out of the victory river, and Nanjing Jinling was in front!