Nazheng Lanqi Taiji took the last seven or eight Manchurian cavalry to surround it together, probably knowing that Wu Sangui was brave and brave, he didn't dare to be tough, three or four people were responsible for encircling and pinning down, and the rest were pulling horses back and forth to exploit loopholes.

After a while, Wu Sangui slashed two Manchurian cavalry in a row, but because the other party was whistling back and forth, he left as soon as he touched it, and he only had one person, and he couldn't chase it on the left or block it on the right, so he was exhausted after all.

Seeing Wu Sangui struggling to dodge, Abatai, who had been watching the battle for a long time from the side, finally found an opportunity, took out the rope from the horse bag, turned it around a few times in his hand, and urged the horse to throw it out with a loud shout, and put it directly on Wu Sangui's head.

"Huhuhu~"

"Driving~"

The four Manchurian cavalrymen who went back and forth took out their ropes one after another, and took advantage of the advantage of being numerous to force in the same direction, directly dragging the weak Wu Sangui off his horse.

After falling off the horse, Wu Sangui slashed wildly, although he cut off the two ropes, but the other party didn't give him more time at all.

They urged the mount to run wildly, pulling Wu Sangui to run for a distance, and when Wu Sangui struggled without the slightest strength left, they turned over and dismounted and hugged him, tying him up firmly.

Holding the end of the rope in his left hand, Abatai watched everyone wrap Wu Sangui into a zongzi and escorted him over, while fiddling with the tiger-headed knife in his right hand, he sneered:

"Over the years, you and I have been on equal footing, Ben Baylor respects you as a man, and you ended up like this, what else do you want to say?"

In fact, Abatai said this politely, he just wanted to save Wu Sangui's face, but Wu Sangui didn't appreciate it, he felt the fishy smell in his mouth, and he didn't want to open his mouth and spit a mouthful of pus and blood on Abatai's face.

Seeing Abatai Youjing wiping angrily, he laughed and said:

"I'm afraid that your two blue flags will be lost in this battle, and you are so eager to catch the general, it is nothing more than to ask for credit in front of Dolgon, hahaha, Abatai, do you think Dolgon will let you go?"

Hearing this, Abatai tightened the rope in his hand, and saw that Wu Sangui's face was flushed, so he felt a little relieved, and he sneered:

"Wu Sangui, you are dying, there are really a lot of words!"

While speaking, Abatai had no interest in asking, and swung the big knife in his hand directly at Wu San.

Wu Sangui wanted to dodge because his hands were tied tightly, and his wrists were difficult to resist upward, but he was held hostage by the Qing soldiers, so he could only watch the opponent's knife get closer and closer.

"Yuanyuan, where are you......"

The last person Wu Sangui remembered was Chen Yuanyuan, who was still in Beijing, and his life and death were uncertain, but the next moment he was slashed in the chest, screaming, and blood gushing out.

Abatai was afraid of Wu Sangui's bravery, afraid that he would be dying and struggling, so he stabbed him several times in the chest and abdomen, and the Qing soldiers around him were not idle, and put down the rope in his hand and pounced on him to slash.

Everyone slashed wildly, and it was not until Wu Sangui's last breath disappeared that they relaxed their hearts.

Who would have thought that just one Wu Sangui would kill more than a dozen Manchurian cavalry alive, and if it weren't for the use of ropes and exhaustion tactics, I am afraid that more would die today.

After a while, I came running from afar:

"Qi Yu Rao Baylor, Li Zicheng Jing is less than a mile away from here!"

Abatai nodded, and ordered to cut off the heads of these Guanning cavalry and the Chuang army as military merits, and he returned to the camp with confidence with the heads of Wu Sangui and Tian Jianxiu.

......

Outside the city of Tongzhou, the Qing army camp.

The people in the camp shouted and neighed, several colored flags fluttered in the wind, and Manchurian cavalry in full body armor kept coming in and out, but not long after, a team of positive blue flags ran back in embarrassment.

Although these Manchurian cavalry with the blue flag were embarrassed, each of them immediately had three or five heads, and although the leader Abatai had lost the battle, he looked like he had won a victory.

When Abatai entered the tent, the regent Dolgon was deliberating, and all he was talking about was what to do, and Turg had come back a few days before Abatai, and they already knew the news of the fiasco in the rear.

At present, Dolgon should have taken advantage of the situation to enter Beijing, but who would have thought that the two blue flags and 20,000 elite cavalry would almost be wiped out.

The Eight Banners of Mongolia were already ready to move, and now the strength of the Eight Banners is only more than 80,000 ding, and the Eight Banners of Mongolia and the Eight Banners Han Army are about 120,000.

"Abatai, you still have the face to come back!?"

A roar suddenly came from the originally silent tent, and Dolgon, seeing that this guy was actually running back happily, immediately threw down the big cigarette stick in his hand, got up and stared at his eyes and shouted:

"Come on, grab these useless things for this king!"

Abatai is Rao Yu Baylor, who has made outstanding achievements in the past, and the Zhenglan Banner people next to him also have a Taiji and two Baylor, both of whom are among the best nobles in the two Blue Banners at the moment, and it stands to reason that even if he loses the battle, he should not be caught, even if it is Huang Taiji, it is nothing more than a punishment.

But Dolgon was unforgiving, and he opened his mouth to arrest people, which caused the more than 20 Baylor kings in the tent to be a little frightened, but they didn't say much.

This time, according to Dorobelle Turg, it was indeed Abatai who took the blame for himself, and 20,000 cavalry attacked the Qi army of more than 20,000 infantry troops, and it was just a matter of directly defeating the opponent without a single blow, and in the end he was wrapped in dumplings.

The two white flag soldiers standing outside the tent walked in one left and one right to stand up to Abatai, and it was only at this time that Abatai was a little flustered, broke free from the two flags, and lay on the ground and shouted:

"This is the head of Tian Jianxiu and Wu Sangui, please take a look at the regent!"

Dolgon stepped on the chair with one foot, his anger had disappeared slightly, and he looked at the two boxes brought by the servant, but he only raised his eyes slightly and glanced at it, and he jumped to his feet in anger.

Tian Jianxiu didn't know him, but Wu Sangui was very familiar.

Originally, Dolgon still had the intention to use Wu Sangui and Guan Ningjun to contain the Qi army, and even with the idea of recruiting Wu Sangui for his own use, looking at Abatai who was lying on the ground to ask for credit, he was simply angry.

"Pull down, pull down."

"Regent, just spare Yu Baylor this time, Tian Jianxiu is the general of the breaking army, and Wu Sangui is my old enemy of the Qing Dynasty, which can be regarded as a combination of merits and demerits."

Dolgon's killing intent has been decided, and the few Baylors with two blue flags finally couldn't help but persuade him, hearing this, Dolgon smiled and turned around:

"Okay."

"Then let Rao Yu Belle make meritorious service and take the three flags to attack Beijing."

The surrounding Baylors discussed for a while, Mongolia under the three banners, that there were only more than 8,000 cavalry in total, Huang Taiji had attacked Beijing City a few years ago and returned in vain, didn't he tell him to die.

"What, you still have something to say?"

Dolgon smiled and looked at the blue flag Baylor who had just spoken, and at the same time as he asked, a faint killing intent had risen around him, and Baylor's face was full of panic, and he quickly knelt down and said:

"The regent is wise, and he has nothing to say about his humble position."

"Okay."

Dolgon smiled with satisfaction, glanced at Abatei in wonder, and said:

"Rao Yu Baylor, what are you doing stupidly standing here, you can get over the credit by taking down Beijing City."