When Mo Luo and Wang Ping Fan were in a stalemate under Baoning City, Mo Luo received a letter from Wang Fuchen requesting that he go to Hanzhong for rescue as soon as possible. Mo Luo is in trouble: go, the road is far away, and it is difficult to come to Boryeong, and I have to toss again; Don't go, if Hanzhong is lost again, Xi'an won't be able to go back. Just when Mo Luo was in a dilemma, the news came that Qipan Pass and Chaotian Pass were occupied by Wu Zhimao's department of the Zhou army. Now there is no point in hitting Boryeong again, and the traffic with Daniel Zhang has been completely blocked.

After thinking about it, Mo Luosi couldn't help but sigh: "Wang Fuchen was originally the adopted son of Wu Sangui, but now he can pay so much attention to the king's affairs and be loyal to the imperial court, which is really rare!" It seems that Hanzhong has to go! After listening to it left and right, he reminded: "Be careful of deception, there is now a rumor in the army that Wang Fuchen has descended to Zhou, so you must guard against it." ”

After Mo Luo heard this, he thought in his heart: Even if Wang Fuchen rebelled, then Hanzhong would have to go. Baoning and Luoyang can't be defeated, Chaotian Pass and Qipanguan are lost again, the army is cutting off food and grass, only rush to Hanzhong, even if it comes to a center to bloom and fight, it is not starved to death here. Besides, he still has 80,000 elites in his hands, and I'm afraid that he will do something!

Thinking of this, Mo Luo passed two military orders:

1. Fly to Beile Chani and Bei Zi Dong, telling them to give up attacking Luoyang and turn around and return to Hanzhong;

2. Send a scout horse to find out what flags are in Wang Fuchen's army and whether there is any abnormality.

Moro led the army, removed the encirclement, and slowly pulled out the camp.

Bei Zidong's forehead was originally going to attack Luoyang, but now he received Mo Luoxin's instructions. Bei Zidong immediately ordered Bel Čani to lead a team of men and horses to meet at Moluo's place, and then turned to Hanzhong himself. Belecani thought that there were 80,000 troops on Moro's side and that it would be safer to go there, so he gladly accepted the order. Bei Zidong looked at his distant back and giggled: Silly boy, go and send you to death! I went back to Xi'an!

After Wang Fuchen received the information that Mo Luo was rushing to Hanzhong, his eyes lit up excitedly: "The fish has been hooked!" Then he came to the barracks and said to the soldiers: "Brothers, Moro has forced you to fight without paying you a salary, and now he has ordered the marshal to deal with you by military law, and even if my horse harrier dies, I will not carry out such an order from him!" It's just that everyone abandons the darkness and turns to the light and joins the Zhou army, and they need to make meritorious contributions. Now that the heavens have given him a good opportunity, Mo Luo has been fooled and has come to Hanzhong. Ben Shuai decided to ambush him in Ningqiang, are you willing to go? ”

"We are waiting for the great grace of General Wang, and I am willing to swear to the death with my liver and brain!" All the soldiers said in unison.

Wang Fuchen saw that the morale was high and everyone was vying to be the first, and his heart became more and more proud. He arranged for Li Zhilun to lead 10,000 horses to ambush on the left mountain of the Ningqiang Valley, Wang Guangbang to lead 10,000 horses to ambush on the right mountain, and he led 30,000 horses as the Chinese army, pretending to meet Moluo.

Wang Fuchen also specifically instructed that when the three armies were moving, they should still play the banner of the Qing army. When the ambush is killed, it will be replaced.

After Moro withdrew from the siege of Baoning, he first received 5,000 soldiers and horses from Belčani, and the two armies were combined in one place and marched slowly. At this time, the Malay newspaper said: Wang Fuchen's army still has a Qing banner, and there is nothing unusual. When Mo Luo heard the news, he was overjoyed and said to the soldiers: "Brothers, Wang Fuchen is still a loyal minister of my Qing Dynasty!" Now the rumors are self-defeating! Ben Shuai knew that everyone was hungry, and there was food in Hanzhong, so everyone worked harder, rushed to Hanzhong, and ate him happily! ”

When all the soldiers heard that they were going to have something to eat, they all cheered:

"Hooray! Kill back to Hanzhong! ”

As a result, Mo Luo was a fast horse, and the soldiers also trotted all the way, arriving at Ningqiang the next day.

Ningqiang valley two mountains sandwiched a ditch, the mountain is high and the valley is deep, the road in the ditch is narrow and rugged, and there is no daylight. When Moro's army arrived, it was nearly evening, and the afterglow of the setting sun did not drive away the fog in the mountains, but rather looked extremely eerie. It seems that it has been raining here for the past few days, and the roads are not only rough but also muddy, and the soldiers' shoes are full of mud when they step on the muddy water.

Morro, who had marched and fought, saw that the valley was secluded, and that the trees were overgrown on both sides, and that the birds and beasts of the forest were screaming fiercely; The fog was so thick that he couldn't see the situation on the mountain at all, so he couldn't help but feel suspicious and slowed down.

At this time, I suddenly heard a report from Tanmalay: "Two miles ahead, there is Wang Fuchen's department to greet the army. ”

"What flag?" Morrow asked.

"Great Qing Dragon Banner."

"Good! Revisit! ”

Mo Luo reported this, and his heart was overjoyed, so he ordered: "The whole army passes, speed up!" ”

"The whole army passes, accelerate forward!" Orders were passed backwards, layer by layer.

Li Zhilun was lying in the cold bushes, and it had been half an hour. His legs trembled from the cold, and he gritted his teeth and insisted. Finally, the Qing army began to pass through the valley, with cavalry in front, Moro's central army behind, infantry and baggage in the back.

Li Zhilun's heart was pounding, one team, two teams, three teams...... The cavalry in front of them all passed.

"Fire!" Li Zhilun seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and shouted hoarsely. Hearing only a cannon sound, Li Zhilun on the left, Wang Guangbang on the right, and the Zhou army slaughtered from the valleys on both sides, changing the banner of the Zhou army.

"Rush!" All of a sudden, artillery fired and arrows flew wildly. The flames of fire reflected the whole valley.

"Not good! Medium! Morro was so shocked that he almost fell off his horse.

"Retreat! Withdraw from the valley! ”

At this time, I saw Wang Fuchen wearing a yellow horse under his crotch, wearing a big blue robe, and killing from the front. The Qing army's horse team was frightened, picked up and scrambled, and ran wildly. The baggage convoy behind was slow to move and it was difficult to turn around. The army is crowded in the narrow valley, you squeeze me to step on it, crying dad and calling mother.

Belecani was quite calm and yelled: "Don't panic! Shoot the arrows! The archers of the Qing army listened to the order and began to fire arrows in all directions. But the Zhou army was in the dark, the Qing army was in the light, the Zhou army was not missing, and the Qing army could only shoot indiscriminately.

The Zhou army attacked from three sides, shouting and killing to the sky. Wang Fuchen deserves to be called the "horse harrier", I saw him like a light harrier galloping on the horse, dancing a halberd with an iron halberd, galloping in the conflict of the enemy, slashing left and killing right, a hundred swings, brave and invincible, where he passed, the Qing army fell a piece.

The Qing army trampled on each other, with countless casualties. Belecani defended Moro to the death, fought a bloody way, and escaped in the direction of the way. The Zhou army was sparse and did not set up a blockade on the back road, and Mo Luo and Belecani led the troops to desperately flee to Yangping Pass. While fleeing Belecani, he scolded: "Wang Fuchen, this kid, is so fucking bad!" Unexpectedly, Wu Sangui had already surrendered! ”

Mo Luo said: "Wang Fuchen is really hateful, but there is something more hateful than him!" ”

"Ahh Who? ”

"Beizi Dong'er!"

Belčani slapped his head: "Yes! This bitch, let me come up here, he said that he went to Hanzhong, but he didn't even have a figure! ”

"Herald!" Moro shouted.

"In! What does Master Mo command? ”

"Go to Bei Zidong again, and inform him that he must go to Yangping Pass to save him! Otherwise military law engages! ”

"Whew!" The herald galloped away.

Mo Luo gritted his teeth and said hatefully: "Bei Zidong, I have to slaughter you!"

Moro scolded as he let Belecani break off. He believed that after Wang Fuchen's victory, he would inevitably pursue him closely, so he handed over all the heavy troops to Belecani and led the light cavalry forward.

When Bei Zi Dong heard that Mo Luo was ambushed by Wang Fuchen in Ningqiang, he was so frightened that he dared to come to the rescue, and ran back to Xi'an in a puff of smoke.

Wang Fuchen chased for a while and exchanged fire with the rearguard troops of Belecani, and the two sides fought for a while, causing damage to each other. Wang Fuchen said to Li Zhilun: "Mo Luo dog jumped off the wall in a hurry, and he lost half of his men and horses in the valley just now, but after all, there are many of them, and many people still escaped!" ”

Li Zhilun said: "Yes, I think this formation is Mo Luo let Belecani drag us behind, and he led the light soldiers to march in front." If we let Bei Zidong come back to save him, then it will really not be easy for us to do. ”

Wang Fuchen said: "In the battle of the valley, Mo Luo was scheming, it was he who miscalculated, if we chased unhurriedly in the rear, we fell into his trap." Once Mo Luo is allowed to return to Yangping Pass, it will not be easy to fight. ”

Li Zhilun thought for a while, and suddenly said, "There is!" I know there's a path here, and we can copy it in front of Molo, so that if we attack back and forth, Moro will be defeated! ”

"Oh? There are also trails here? ”

"Yes, the last general grew up in this area, and he is too familiar with the terrain here."

"Good! Then order you and Wang Guangbang, take 10,000 light soldiers, copy the path, and be sure to go around to the front of Mo Luo before dawn and block him. Then let's fight back and forth, and we can win the battle! Wang Fuchen ordered.

"Yes!" Li Zhilun and Wang Guangbang took the order and left.

The path Li Zhilun said is an ancient plank road from Ningqiang to Yangping Pass, which has long been abandoned and is overgrown with wild grass. From the outside, it's not a road at all. This ancient plank road is only known to local hunters, and only old hunters know. Li Zhilun's father is an old hunter, and when he was a child, Li Zhilun often followed his father to shoot pigs here, so he accidentally knew about the existence of this trail. I didn't expect it to come in handy today.

Li Zhilun ordered Wang Guangbang to lead the infantry and accompany him in the rear, while he himself led a group of light cavalry to cut grass in front to open the way.

At about the fourth watch, Li Zhilun finally saw the light of the fire, and a sentry slowly moved forward on the main road. No need to ask, this must be Morro's troops!

Li Zhilun ordered the soldiers to extinguish their torches and ambush in the grass on both sides of the road. Draw your bow, set up your arrows, and wait for Moro to approach.

Five hundred steps, two hundred steps, one hundred steps, Mo Luo's figure riding a tall horse was close in front of him, and Li Zhilun could almost see the tip of his nose.

"Shoot the arrows!" Li Zhilun shouted, and suddenly the bow and arrows were fired, but poor Na Moluo had not yet reacted, and ten thousand arrows pierced his heart, and he was shot into a hedgehog and fell off the horse.

"Moro is dead!"

The Qing army was in a mess for a moment, and they couldn't see where the Zhou soldiers were, so they desperately released arrows. When they finally saw the location of the Zhou army's ambush, the Eight Banners soldiers were really in danger, and they surged towards the Zhou soldiers, and the two sides immediately fought hand-to-hand.

At this time, Wang Fuchen chased after Belecani and caught up. As soon as Belecani saw that Moro had fallen in a pool of blood, he immediately dismounted, rushed forward with an arrow, hugged Moro and cried: "Lord Mo, Lord Mo! The little ones are late! After that, he flew back on his horse and commanded the Qing army to rush left and right, trying to break out of the encirclement. But helplessly, Wang Fuchen's army had already been killed, and the Qing army was surrounded in it, and finally it couldn't break out. It just so happened that a cannonball exploded in the middle of the Eight Banners, splashed shrapnel and pierced Belechani's left chest, blood suddenly gushed like a pillar, Belechani struggled twice, and fell.

Wang Fuchen saw from a distance that Mo Luo and Belecani were dead, so he shouted: "Listen to the Qing soldiers—put down your weapons, and those who surrender will not be killed!" ”

The remaining Qing troops saw that the commander was dead and surrendered one after another.

Wang Fuchen gathered the surrendered troops, and counted them, not much, more than a thousand people. Then he ordered the bodies of Moro and Belecani to be found, wiped clean of the blood, put on new clothes, and ordered to be buried alive.

After cleaning up the battlefield, Wang Fuchen ordered the soldiers not to remove their armor and continue to march towards Yangping Pass. When Mo Luo left Yangping Pass to go to Boryeong, there were still 8,000 men and horses left in the pass. When he arrived at Yangping Pass, Wang Fuchen shouted to the defenders in the city: "The defenders of Yangping Pass, Mo Luo is dead, Varka and Bei Zi Dong are fleeing back to Xi'an, you are already isolated!" Please surrender to the speed switch, those who surrender will not die, and they will be treated favorably! "The Qing army guarding the pass was leaderless, so it had to switch and surrender.

At this point, the Battle of Northern Sichuan ended. The Zhou army annihilated a total of 150,000 Qing troops, captured 50,000, and suffered more than 20,000 casualties. Varkha and Bei Zidong led 20,000 remnants to flee back to Xi'an. Guangyuan, Baoning, and Hanzhong were all owned by the Zhou army, and the whole territory of Sichuan was recovered.

In addition to the Minister of Economic Strategy Mo Luo, the Manchurian generals killed in this battle were: Ma Pei, the chief of the white flag, Sang Abu, the chief of the red flag, Muru, the commander of the Red Banner, Ka Xitai, the commander of the Yellow Banner of the Guardian Army, Ye Chen, Balang, Buenha, the Altai of the Blue Banner, the Commander of the Escort Army, the Red Flag Jiedu, the Red Flag Manggu Chan, the Gebaku, and the Blue Banner Alhuda. After this battle, the Manchurians heard the name of Wang Pingfan, that is, their legs trembled.