Chapter 169: The Mongols are going to surrender

The chariots, horses and horses, the pennant on the official road from Quang Ninh to Gaizhou, the solid and neat footsteps of the soldiers, the creaking of the ground that was crushed by the wheels on the horse, and the snorting of the war horses formed a mighty song of the expedition.

The Jiangjia army marched north, this time to complete its work in one battle, completely sweep away the last power of the Tartars, and put the entire Liaodong in Jiangchuan's sphere of influence.

Di Qing was the vanguard general of this expedition, and his main task was to remove all obstacles in the way of the army, such as the last city to stand in front of Sheng Jing.

This time, the vanguard he led had an infantry cavalry army with a total of 20,000 horses, and the most important thing was that Jiang Chuan gave him all the men and horses of the Shenji Battalion. Ten cannons in red coats, fifty field guns, two hundred grenadiers, five hundred musketeers.

And as a striker, he only brought three days' rations, all of which were dry rations carried by the soldiers. Only some rations were prepared for the war horses, which were pulled by some carts.

For this quick conquest of Gaizhou, everyone felt that there was no big problem. The last time the Qing army was defeated, the loss of troops was not many, so the defense of Shengjing was already powerless, and it was impossible to send reinforcements to Gaizhou.

Di Qing rode in the middle of the army, still wearing a monstrous bronze mask.

Countless scouts traveled back and forth, passing on his orders or reporting on what was ahead.

The army had already left Quang Ninh City fifty miles, and it was still more than a hundred miles away from Gaizhou City.

In Liaodong on a March day, there is a scene of lush vegetation and vitality everywhere. As far as the eye can see, it is full of green, mixed with wildflowers of various colors. Birds flew by in the sky, and the crisp chirping chirped into the ears, and the sky and the earth were refreshing and beautiful.

Even Di Qing, a fierce general, the eyes behind the bronze mask were also fascinated by this charming spring light, and looked around with a faint smile, and when he passed a pale yellow wildflower, he even leaned down and copied it gently, and the flower was already in his hand.

He was about to sniff the flower between his nose, but he heard the sound of the horse's hooves coming in front of him, his eyes were fixed, obviously there was an emergency military situation, he straightened up and looked, and threw the small flower just now on the ground, and the delicate petals were quickly trampled by the horse's hooves and scattered into mud.

Together with Pegasus galloped in front of Di Qing, and immediately the scout rolled the saddle and dismounted, and said to Di Qing urgently: "General, there is a team of men and horses blocking the way in front. Look at the banner and the style of the robe is Mongolian. ”

Di Qing's eyes froze, Mongolian?

When did the Mongols have the courage to stand in the way of the Jiang family army alone, their masters were defeated and returned from the Eight Banners, so they could only hide in the city and defend passively, how could the Mongols have the courage to come and seek death alone?

A series of thoughts quickly flashed, Di Qing's face remained unchanged, and he said to the scout: "Explore again." If the Mongols want to see me, bring them. ”

The scout took the order and left.

Di Qing had already vaguely guessed the purpose of these Mongols, but out of caution, he ordered the whole army to stop and prepare for battle.

After the order was conveyed, the various divisions quickly reacted, and the cavalry flanks and two flanks of the wasteland swept away, forming a charging formation. The infantry lined up on the official road, and the field artillery was also dismantled and placed in front of the main formation, forming a defensive formation.

Di Qing stood alone in front of the formation, looking indifferently into the distance, waiting for the scout's second return.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the sound of horses' hooves to sound again. Di Qing's eyesight is excellent, and he can see clearly, and it is the six horsemen who are running over.

Five of the horsemen were black-clad and black-armored Jiang Jiajun scout cavalry, with a Mongol in left clothes in the middle.

Six horsemen flew over, stopped ten paces in front of Di Qing, and dismounted together. Five scouts approached with the Mongol between them.

"Tell the general that this man is a messenger of the Mongols, saying that he wants to see the general. His subordinates were ordered by the general to bring him. "The first scout is the one who just came to report back, obviously a scout officer.

"Okay, you go ahead and scout." Di Qing said lightly.

The five scouts glanced at the Mongol with some hesitation, obviously worried that this person would be unfavorable to Di Qing.

"Go ahead, I'm afraid the person who can hurt me Di Qing in front of me hasn't been born yet." Di Qing's voice came from behind the mask, although it was still indifferent, but it was clearly carrying a strong confidence.

Everyone had seen Di Qing's heroic posture in the last battle, killing Azig and seriously injuring Dolgon, so he immediately bowed down and said, "Subordinates obey orders!" ”

The five scouts flew away again, leaving only Di Qing and the Mongol envoy face to face.

Di Qing didn't speak, just looked the Mongolian envoy up and down.

This is a typical Mongol, with a stout body, a short neck, a large head and a flat face, two buns combed on the top of his head, pigtails tied to the sides, and only a pair of eyes dripping and rolling, indicating that this guy is a cunning man.

The Mongolian envoy was originally equal to Di Qing's first question, but Di Qing was furious when he looked at him, and his originally calm expression began to become flustered.

Especially the hideous and terrifying mask on Di Qing's face gave him a lot of pressure, making him feel as if there was a god staring at him, and finally he couldn't bear it, and knelt on the ground with a puff and lowered his head: "General Barre, the commander of the Mongolian Chahar Department." ”

As if he hadn't heard his words, Di Qing's eyes looked past him into the distance, not knowing what he was looking at.

The power of silence is often amazing, and this Mongolian envoy felt more and more pressure in Di Qing's silence, and the March weather had begun to have fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and his body began to tremble slightly, still lying on the ground and not daring to raise his head.

I don't know how long it took before Di Qing's voice came faintly: "Your master wants to surrender?" ”

The Mongolian envoy was stunned for a moment, breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had been amnestied, and hurriedly said: "Back to the general's words, our Mongolian tribes were forced by those Jurchens to take refuge in them before. Now that your army is mighty, all of our Mongolian tribes are willing to break away from the Jurchens and abandon the darkness and turn to the light. We, the Chahar Division, are even more willing to form an alliance with your army. Our Khan of Geldan has sent me to negotiate an alliance with your army. ”

Di Qing didn't speak, but there was a hint of sneer in his eyes, staring at the Mongolian envoy, looking at the Mongolian envoy like a pins and needles, feeling like he was being stared at by a tiger, and the beads of sweat that disappeared on his forehead just now began to come out again.

After a while, Di Qing's voice came from behind the mask again: "Alliance? Isn't it a surrender? ”

(End of chapter)

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