The whirring wind blew across the lonely plain, the land was vast, the ground was full of blood and dead bodies, the shield cars were abandoned in rows and rows in the distance, and the two blue flags had retreated, and they hurried back to the main force on the original right side, the Qing army began to retreat, Hong Chengchou was so weak that the battlefield was full of strong gunpowder smell, which made people's noses very uncomfortable, and he said strangely, "The Qing army retreated?" And General Qin, why is this here? How about the Qing army on the right? ”

The prince also looked at him with strange eyes, and Xiao Chuan said, "The Qing army has retreated!" "The generals are inexplicably strange, how can the situation be good, the Qing army is gone?.

The prince sat down on the ground weakly, his whole body was already wet with sweat, he couldn't sit on the ground, gasping for breath, his handsome face was not dissipated at the moment, he was delusional about the cavalry in the distance, that was his last reliance! Three thousand battalions! It was also the last elite under his command who could fight.

The five army battalions were defeated, the Shenji battalion was defeated, and the Qing army's fierce artillery fire and earthquake were shining, which was not something he could resist at all. "He stood up in ecstasy, and now he realized how precious life is more than death.

On the side, Hong Chengchou stood up and helped the prince and the two of them understand the ferocity of the firearms of the Han Eight Banners at this moment, and he wondered, "Why did the Qing army retreat?" "Obviously, he was only one step away from defeating his own Chinese army, and the Ming army collapsed, so why did he retreat?

"Because my cavalry is about to defeat Huang Taiji!" Xiao Chuan snorted What a good opportunity was ruined by these two guys, the prince's elite and strong but the number is too small, and his firearms are fierce but there are no qualified soldiers who use firearms, and they can't exert the power of firearms at all, Hong Chengchou's Hong army needless to say that it is still possible to fight the peasant army, and the Qing army can only help transport food.

"What! That's the elite of two yellow flags and two white flags! ”。 Hong Chengchou licked his lips, it was really hard for him to think that the man in front of him had even defeated the four most elite banners of the Qing army, or was it so fast? No wonder the Qing army is gone, otherwise what? Waiting to be defeated by the Ming army?

The prince didn't say anything, walked over and said congratulations and walked aside alone, looking at the battlefield without saying a word, looking at his appearance Xiaochuan didn't know whether to comfort him or not! can understand his mood at the moment, the dignified prince is naturally not very comfortable when he encounters this kind of frustration.

"It's a pity that my cavalry is entangled! Otherwise, you can still pursue" Xiaochuan wanted them to follow Yitong to pursue the Qing army, thinking about it, even if the Qing army was generally elite, let them chase and kill, in case of collapse, it would be fun for the other party to counterattack, the prince wanted his three thousand battalions to go with him, and shook his head and gave up this plan.

Trampling on the ————, a burst of cavalry rolled up the yellow sand in the distance, but it was the appearance of the Guanning army, they seemed to be preparing to attack the Qing army, Xiaochuan clapped his hands and exclaimed: "When I was the eighth king when I was fighting just now, now I am running faster than anyone else, powerful, powerful!" Xiao Chuan snorted and said that he also admired the copper skin and iron face of these people, no wonder the official luck was prosperous.

The Ming army began to organize a counterattack, although only the Guanning army, which had just become a shrinking turtle, had a chance to counterattack, the two armies in the middle had been beaten and were about to collapse, and the cavalry of the Qingzhou army on the right had been entangled and the infantry could not chase the four-legged enemy cavalry, so only the Guanning army and his family went forward.

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The dense Qing army encirclement under the city of Jinzhou has dispersed, the Qing army has retreated, and no longer besieged Jinzhou, an important town outside the Ming army, began to besiege Jinzhou, Zu Dashou in the city went out according to the agreement, Wu Sangui entered the encirclement and saw a veteran in the distance lying in a pool of blood.

"Uncle!" Wu Sangui walked over quickly with infinite grief in his heart, and there was a bloody mouth on Zu Dashou's waist at this moment, oozing blood and staining the land red, Wu Sangui said sadly, "Uncle! Uncle: "Before his tears flowed, he didn't go to rescue Jinzhou for the benefit of Guan Ningjun, but after all, blood is thicker than water, and he still left tears when he saw this scene.

Nearby, a group of ironclad black pressed half-kneeling ancestors Dashou's face was pale, and he fell weakly in the arms of Wusan Gu, and the corners of his mouth were still bubbling with blood, and said, "Gui'er!" "The voice was extremely weak.

"The child is here! Uncle, I'll take you to the doctor in the army! You won't die, you won't die" Wu Sangui burst into tears.

"Life and death are fateful, don't go to the doctor, you know yourself," Zu Dashou said, and continued to look at Wu Sangui and said, "This battle has made my uncle understand a lot and figure out a lot, you must remember one thing"

"Uncle, please speak, the child must remember" Wu Sangui immediately said, "Yes!" Children must remember"

"The number of Ming Qi is not exhausted, the prince and the Duke of Qin will be able to protect the country for fifty years, burn all the letters with the Qing army, and make friends with the Duke of Qin in the future!" Zu Dashou said. The Qing army will inevitably suffer heavy losses in this battle, and he doesn't think that the Qing Dynasty has the possibility of rising again! can only put eggs in one basket, only the Qingzhou Army is the only one who is the real new star of the Ming Dynasty in the future, the prince? It's still too immature.

"This!" Wu Sangui thought of Chen Yuanyuan's heart, which was an unspeakable depression, and he was naturally reluctant to defect to Qin Xiaochuan, and in his heart, the Qingzhou army could fight, but the court had no foundation, how to compare with His Royal Highness the Prince, he was naturally inclined to fall to the prince.

"You!" Zu Dashou had a mouthful of blood prominent, completely closed his eyes, and countless ancestral descendants in the vicinity were in pain, and they all worshiped Wu Sangui, this Zu Dashou's nephew, Zu Dashou died, and in the future, all the soldiers of the ancestral family, the family could only rely on Wu Sangui.

Boom, the sound of iron hooves galloping, like the rush of the tide, in the distance is the mercury sloping the earth, like a forest of red feathers, with infinite might. Behind him were numerous Hun cavalrymen wearing leather robes and fur hats.

Xiao Chuan stood at the front, angrily wanting to question why Guan Ningjun didn't go after the Qing army, but when he saw the dead Zu Dashou, he closed his mouth, but Wang Heng was worried: "Zu Dashou is dead!" The ancestors of the Jinzhou defenders will definitely take Wu Sangui as the head of the horse in the future, and the Guanning army will be more united inside and outside! ”

On the side, the prince and the others didn't care about this, what they cared about was Xiaochuan, and several people looked at this red-feathered cavalry with burning eyes, more than two hundred years of the Ming Dynasty, except for Taizu Chengzu and the two of them, who let the wolves and horses in Mobei be the first to look forward, no! And the young man in front of him did it, and this group of arrogant wolves lowered their noble heads and offered their most humble smiles.

The north wind is howling, the battlefield is so lonely, the sky is dark, the earth is vast, and the boundless cavalry looks so simple and vicissitudes in this vast land, just like the torrent from the Eilechuan, they are as cold, as vicissitudes, and on this boundless land, it seems like a flood from the snowfield.