Gao Yihuan led the cavalry, galloped over from afar, glanced at the Qing army in the wilderness with a clairvoyant mirror, and sneered on his face.

Seeing the patches of Qing troops and their dependents, some of which were scattered all over the wilderness, Gao Yihuan was full of confidence.

In this battle, as long as Dolgon is killed, Fulin Xiaoer is captured, and the woman who is said to be very powerful, Bumu Butai, the Great Wei will be able to win the war against the Qing Dynasty for many years.

At that time, it will be clear who will resist the Tartars, who will turn the tide and relieve the people from hanging upside down.

At this time, he was watching, and in the Qing army camp opposite, a cavalry of nearly 100 people galloped out and came to expel the Wei army who were peeping.

"King, it's not safe here, let's go back first!" Li Laiheng lifted the big gun and said urgently.

King Wei observed in front of the Qing camp, and the clairing mirror was almost on Dolgon's face, which was indeed a little too disrespectful.

Gao Yihuan saw Qing Qi rushing out, unhurriedly took away the clairvoyant mirror, and then pulled out the reins of the horse, "Let's go, let's go back!" ”

The war horse neighed, and the Wei cavalry pulled their horses and headed west before the Qing cavalry could chase them.

It was night, in the county office, Gao Yihuan was anxious about the generals, and Xu Heihu in the east also came to discuss.

Everyone stood in front of a temporary sand table, Xu Heihu pointed to the sand table with a wooden pole, and introduced: "Great King, the area between these two rivers has gathered about 140,000 people, including 15,000 true Tartar soldiers, about 60,000 people in the Han Eight Banners and a small number of Mengba Banners, and the remaining more than 65,000 people are all dependents, and most of them are Manchu dependents. ”

When Jin Xiangang heard this, he said: "In this way, there are still more than 70,000 soldiers in the Qing army, which is the same as ours. ”

Gao Yihuan asked, "What about those Han Banner's dependents?" ”

Xu Heihu said: "Most of them arrived in Dengzhou in advance, and the minister has already sent three thousand soldiers and horses over. ”

Gao Yihuan nodded, and then said, "Let's talk about tomorrow's plan!" ”

Xu Heihu said: "The morale of the Qing army is completely absent now, but there are many of them, gathered together, and the ministers have no way to take them, tomorrow the infantry army will be in a row of guns, pressing from the west, forcing the Qing army to fight, and then the guns will be chaotic in its military formation, and the minister will lead the horse army to rush again, and it will inevitably break the Tartars!" ”

……

In the dark night, outside the Qing military camp, rockets trailing trails fell into the camp with a whistling roar, igniting the tents from time to time, causing a riot.

Dorgon stood outside the tent, looking at the rising light, knowing that it was the Wei scouts who fired rockets and harassed the large army camp.

The muscles on Dolgon's face twitched, why do you still play these small tricks in order to gain an advantage.

He watched for a while, and then walked to the camp where the Manchurian dependents lived, and when the Manchurian men, women, and children saw Dolgon coming, they all stood up and gathered around.

An old man's eyes were full of anticipation and said, "Master, can we still go back to Liaodong?" ”

"Lord Wang, the minions want to go home!"

Everyone around looked at Dolgon with a timid look in their eyes, afraid to hear a negative answer.

Manchurians are also human beings, and they are also afraid of death, and they will also feel fear.

Dolgon looked at a pair of expectant eyes and nodded firmly, "Now there is no way back in the Qing Dynasty, but as long as you show courage, this king will definitely be able to bring you back to Liaodong!" ”

With a few words of encouragement, Dorgon returned to the tent, summoned a number of generals, and began to deliberate.

"This king got the news that there are only 70,000 Wei thieves who have come to Qingzhou now, and we must defeat these 70,000 Wei troops before the Wei army in Hedong does not chase after us!"

……

The next day, in the eastern suburbs of Lechang County, the land of Qilu was desolate, full of abandoned fields and dilapidated villages.

The desolate scene spread to the end of the land, and the world was desolate.

At this time, a sad song came from the east, "Octagonal drums, jingling, eight flags planted in all directions." Under the big flag, the soldiers are marching, and the warriors of the Eight Banners are fighting in all directions. Yellow helmet, yellow armor, yellow robe, yellow saddle, yellow horse, yellow bell. Send troops and horses, win battles, defeat the barbarians and return to their hometowns. Cross the village, enter the village, the war horse is bolted to the gate, enter the house, beat Qian'er, meet Ama and Eniang~~~"

A desolate and desperate chant came, the voice was clear, revealing the hope of survival, but also a sense of homesickness.

Gao Yihuan was riding on the horse, and when he heard a voice from afar, he frowned slightly, and then snorted coldly, "Tartar gives this hand to the lonely king!" ”

He looked back at the 40,000 Wei troops behind him, only to see the banners waving, the queue was strict, and the guns were like a forest.

Now that I know that I want to go back to Liaodong, I miss my father and mother, and I remember my hometown, why should I go earlier?

The Wei army absorbed a lot of Mongolians, and Gao Yihuan had a concubine who was proficient in Mongolian and Tibetan.

At this time, he clenched his right hand into a fist, raised his arms and shouted, "Change the formation!" ”

The military order was issued, and the advancing Wei soldiers stood still, walked down the official road, and then turned around one end as if opening the door, turning the vertical formation of 300 people into a horizontal formation.

Soon one by one, the vertical formation turned into a horizontal formation, and the 40,000 Wei troops formed a huge horizontal formation in a short time, and an extremely thick black line appeared on the ground plane, advancing like a wall.

At this time, Li Guoshuai led 30,000 people to Jining to block the Ming army, and the Wei and Ming sides had basically torn their faces.

Gao Yihuan led the main force of the Wei army in Henan, and more than 100,000 Qing troops and the dependents of the Eight Banners fought in Qingzhou.

At the end of July and the beginning of August, the weather gradually cooled, but Gao Yihuan felt a little chilly.

The reason for this is that the singing voice in front of him is getting clearer and clearer, Gao Yihuan can only understand a general idea, but from the voice, he hears a sense of desolation and despair.

Li Laiheng had goosebumps on his body, and he broke his mouth and spit, "King, what are they howling?" Strange oozing. ”

At this time, the sound was getting closer and closer, and the Qing army did not form a defensive formation, but was moving forward.

Eventually, a variegated line appeared on the horizon, and as time passed, the line grew thicker, and finally extended infinitely, becoming a carpet of countless figures.

Gao Yihuan picked up the clairvoyant mirror and put it in front of him to watch, and saw clearly the army pressing up in the circular vision, they had no flags, no armor, no military formations, and not even all men.

In the opposite team, there are men and women, old and young, uneven, in the vision of the clairvoyant, Gao Yihuan even clearly saw that at the front of the team, an old Tartar with a gray beard, next to him stood two small Tartars who were only up to their waists, and they were holding weapons in their hands.

Gao Yihuan put down the clairvoyant mirror, his face showed cruelty, and he said coldly, "It's interesting!" Dolgon, this turtle grandson, is so tragic!! ”

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