Shouting and killing, screaming, one after another, chaotic, Hong Chengchou and the others are still like a dream, Wu Sangui slapped himself a few times, it is a reflection, the Qing army is defeated, defeated, not defeated, it is a real defeat, he looked around, Bai Guangen on the side looked dull, as if he was demented, Wu Sangui knew, he had collapsed, only for the generals can experience the collapse, the complete collapse, the kind of sacrifice of the soldiers, countless robes that lived and died with themselves, died one by one, Slowly, some people will become numb, and some people will collapse, and Bai Guangen is the one who collapsed, he shook his head and stopped talking.

When the soldiers collapse, they will cheat the battalion, and the general will sometimes collapse like Bai Guangen and a few people, they are sluggish, some cry silently, chanting names, one by one the names of the soldiers they know, or the names of the generals, keep chanting them, a few people will understand, silent, "There are too many dead in this battle" He shook his head and sighed.

"Chase, chase! Don't let the Qing army escape" Hong Chengchou shouted loudly, he shouted like this, a group of generals, how many of them changed their faces, chasing the Qing army? If you really want to wipe out the Qing army, Wu Sangui's first thought is to allocate a huge amount of food and salary to the Guanning army every year, will there be so much food and salary in the future?

"Three thousand battalions, the three thousand battalions of the main palace can chase and kill the Qing army!" The prince said coldly, looking at the chaotic battlefield in front of him, Wu Sangui's face changed, looking at the prince's expression, the Qing army was defeated, no matter what, Liaodong will decline in the future, following the prince is the way out in the future, follow His Royal Highness the prince! When he thought of it like this, he figured it out, and since then, the Qing army has been destroyed. There is no need to think about the salary of the Liaodong Army, and it will have a new future with the prince in the future.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, a certain Guan Ning army will go to battle with you" Wu Sangui said this, his eyes were extremely solemn, the prince nodded, pulled out his sword, and the crowd began to charge, the iron hooves were galloping, and the cavalry of the Ming army was like a red iron stream. Generally, the charge began, and the prince said, "Don't worry about the Mongolian cavalry, don't care about the Mongolian cavalry, chase the main force of the Qing army, the main force!" Manchurian Eight Banner Army, bite them! He snorted.

Behind the five military camps, and even the Guanning army, more than 50,000 iron cavalry, is to pursue the Qing army, the remaining more than 8,000 bannermen of the Yellow Banner are behind the shield carts scattered all over the place, and then the cover of the shield carts, in the back of the arrows, actually blocked the cavalry of the Ming army, Ao Bai's face is all cold, as the die-hard faction of Huang Taiji, at this moment his master is dead, this slave naturally has no intention of living alone, just want to die here, die on the battlefield in Liaodong, unwilling to return to Shengjing, where there is no longer their homeland.

"Just let Dolgon's dog slave go, master, didn't you see his arrogant appearance just now" Gushan Ezhen on the side said, with a kind of anger on his face, "At this time, no one is fighting for him, hey! "What's the use of fighting for the throne at this moment, that powerful force in the north/

"Repel the Ming army on the opposite side is" Dolgon said, with a cold color on his face, looking at the galloping iron hooves in front of him, with a shield cart, the defense line of the bow and arrow is to prevent the cavalry of the Ming army, at this moment victory is in sight, the Ming army that was bent on death has the heart to protect itself, and the Qing army that knows that it will die is not afraid of life and death.

The 3,000 battalions of the prince on the opposite side saw the hope of victory at this moment, so they still wanted to fight to the death? They all have an idea of how good it is to survive and go home, not to mention the Guan Ning army on the side, the formation is scattered, and they have completely lost their fighting spirit, and many people have even begun to think about how they can not survive, how to go back and squander the reward, and how to be willing to fight to the death at this time.

The prince took such a helplessness, looked at Wu Sangui, and said, "General, why did you give the soldiers a reward in advance" He was also helpless, and issued a reward in advance, this battle is not over, how to break through this line of defense of the Qing army.

"I don't know that after the Qing army broke and fled, it had the heart of death" Wu Sangui was full of apologies, looking at the direction of the Qing army's retreat, who knew that the Tartar with the yellow flag would not leave, and would still stay on the battlefield and fight to the death. "The Last Will Be Convicted"

The prince shook his head, how his subordinates were willing to fight at this moment, some of them had retreated to the back, and at the dawn of victory, they were afraid of death.

The sound of iron hooves rushing ———— stepping on him, a group of cavalry rushed like an iron stream, the earth trembled, and the pebbles on the ground jumped up and kept jumping.

The red feathers are like a neat forest, and the soldiers under the iron armor raised their spears high, holding a handcuff in their left hand, and began to charge, Mo Jun rushed to the front, "The man in front, give your grandfather Yulin Jun the way to get out of the way, and he will not be responsible if he is killed" He shouted so loudly, and there were bursts of ridicule behind him.

The Jiangnan army, but also the Ning army was angry in their hearts, but they didn't dare to complain, they wished that someone would come forward to disperse the Qing army in front of them, and the Yulin army immediately rolled up the smoke and dust in the sky and began to charge, rushing into the queue of the yellow flag, like a red torrent rushing into the yellow embankment, and the embankment was washed away.

The prince and the others really looked at it, and they were all weird, "Aren't they afraid of death?" He was strange, he didn't understand, how the Qingzhou army still maintained this mentality of not fearing death after the victory, looked at Wu Sangui, the other party also didn't understand, the same people, how could the gap be so big!

The Qingzhou army was followed by the Xuanda cavalry, they followed behind, and they were also not afraid of death, the Xuanda cavalry rode tall war horses, excellent war horses from Wusizang and even Tibet through tea and horse trade or tribute, looking at the Guanning army's face was red, these excellent war horses and even their armor, and even the fire guns in their hands should be theirs, but at this moment it was equivalent to being cut off halfway.

"Hehe, look at how Xuanda killed the Tartars!" Cao Bianjiao laughed and said, looking at the Guan Ning army with a provocation on his face, he just laughed, and he threw himself into the battlefield, Wu Sangui's face turned blue, and the prince regretted his performance this time, far exceeding Guan Ningjun, and he even faintly regretted that he should choose Guan Ningjun that day? Xuanda looks to be doing better?

The cavalry quickly broke up the queue of the yellow flag, and under the repeated charge of the iron hooves, like a river, the cavalry charge that would not stop, and any defense seemed so pale, and the cavalry in small groups, either with handcuffs or spears, charged and charged here like this.

Zhenghuang Banner also collapsed, and the Guanning Army and the 3,000 Battalion of Nanjing began to charge, with iron hooves galloping, looking mighty and majestic, but they were despised fiercely, Cao Bianjiao snorted, and said, "What a group of bad seeds, he shouted so loudly" Wang Yanchen on the side hurriedly pulled his sleeve and said, "Be cautious, be cautious!" ”

"Chasing, that's the traitor is still gratifying, the traitor is still gratifying" A group of people began to chase and kill the Han Eight Banners, and the Han Eight Banners without horses were naturally the first to catch up and be slaughtered.

Yesterday I was busy on the road, packing up in the morning, taking the car to Yangzhou in the afternoon, and having dinner in the evening. Sorry.