Chapter 184: Occasionally
At this time, the Jurchens were indeed full of enterprising spirit, and after each battle, there would also be a rich distribution of loot.
The things looted on the battlefield, of course, the big head is the Khan King and the Baylors, but each of the Eight Banners soldiers will definitely have their own share, the battlefield capture, in addition to handing over to the masters of the cattle records, the rest can be kept by themselves, the Jurchens are now also poor and terrible, whether it is the Ming army robes stripped off, or the scattered silver taels collected, including horses and baggage grain, as well as those boots and cloth shoes, this is a good thing that can make the Eight Banners soldiers very excited.
After these battles, the unfavorable situation of the Jurchens being threatened by the Ming Dynasty will also be broken, and the so-called Dajin Kingdom will really gain a firm foothold.
In the night, the torches formed a long snake emitting firelight, Zhang Han put on his clothes and looked at the high place, only to see the fire dragons spreading to the northwest, the farthest firelight was no longer visible, and there was a team behind the torches preparing to set off.
Nuerhachi grasped the contradictions and gaps of the Ming army, made the most full use of the intelligence advantage, and also took advantage of the discord between the generals and commanders of the Ming army, and the shortcomings of the unfavorable cooperation, and the eight banners were far behind the Ming army in terms of total strength, and each battle was eight banners with more and fewer blows, almost like the autumn wind sweeping the leaves, two battles on the first day of March, and the Ming army's western route army was completely annihilated until dark, and now the army is all rushing to the north road of the Ming army, the commander of the northern route army is cowardly and incompetent, the number is small, and the elite is not as much as the western route army, it is conceivable that the result of waiting for the 20,000 Ming army will be.
The morale of the Eight Banners is also strong, it is forbidden to make noise during the march, and when the march starts, there are still some Eight Banners soldiers who are constantly whispering and laughing, Zhang Han listened to it for a while and then stopped listening, and most of the words he said were boasting of his military exploits, nothing more than how many Han soldiers were hacked to death, how many robes and shoes were stripped off, and how much silver was collected.
Before dawn, the moon went down and the stars disappeared without a trace, except for the bright light of the morning star.
The sound of horses' hooves and the whispers of people and laughter gradually fell silent, and the voices of people came from Zhang Han's camp, and the Jurchens who guarded him were all dressed in armor, and all of them did not have very good expressions on their faces.
Shu Mu's face was gloomy, this time he didn't have any merits in the battle that decided the fate of the Eight Banners, his Niu Lu Ezhen position was getting farther and farther away from him, and there was nothing captured, and Shu Mu's expression must have been particularly brilliant when he faced those arrogant partners after returning to Hetuala.
Tan Tai yawned on the side, his face was much calmer, his mission was to protect and serve Zhang Han, this was the order of his banner master, Emperor Taiji, whether Tan Tai went to the battlefield or not, a credit has been received.
Li Laibin led people to dig a stove on a shallow slope to make a fire, preparing to heat some dry food to eat, and the rice porridge and dried fish were soaked together, which was a simple version of the fish porridge, and the aroma spread after a while.
"Zhang Han, I heard that you won't go to Pi Ziyu?"
In the second half of the night, the sentinel came back, and it had been found out that the Ming army on the North Road had passed the three-way pass yesterday, and rendezvous with the baggage battalion of the West Route Army, more than 20,000 soldiers and horses were divided into three parts, in the shape of the word "product", Ma Lin led the main force in the center, and the baggage battalion and the supervision army Pan Zongyan led thousands of soldiers and horses at both ends of the front, and the three battalions were each other's horns, but according to the report of Tangma, the Ming army's camp was very problematic, the three camps were too far apart, and Ma Lin was the back, which was very consistent with the previous intelligence of the Later Jin, and Ma Lin, the general soldier, was really cowardly.
After hearing the human voice, Zhang Han took his eyes off the head of the large group marching with torches and turned to the direction where the human voice came.
"It's Four Baylor."
Zhang Han showed a very respectful expression on his face, and bowed down from a distance.
Not kneeling to these captive chieftains, this can also be regarded as a move by Zhang Han to protect his identity, after all, he is not a subordinate of the Jurchens, and only he knows the real reason.
Huang Taiji rode over with a smile, jumped off the horse with vigorous and flexible skills, and stretched out his hand to help Zhang Han. He was wearing a cyan half-worn arrow robe, no armor, and an ordinary warm hat on his head, only a huge east pearl formed by the tassel showed the extraordinary status of the master.
In the insert on one side of the horse's belly, Huang Taiji's huge step bow is placed in it, and on the other side is a one-handed broadsword made of fine iron.
Zhang Han noticed that the chest and hem of Huang Taiji's robe, as well as the cuffs, were stained with blood everywhere, and he knew that in the historical records, Huang Taiji took the lead in this battle, fired a series of bows and arrows, and then slashed the enemy with a knife.
"I feel cold and mentally exhausted." Zhang Han explained to Huang Taiji: "I really can't drive with the army anymore. ”
Huang Taiji turned his head to Tan Tai and said, "When you return to Dacheng, you go to my house to get ginseng, and tell them that you want the oldest root." ”
Zhang Han said with an uneasy expression: "How dare you be so heavily gifted by Sibeile, and besides, you will only suffer from the wind and cold." ”
"It's your weak body." Huang Taiji said with a red face: "There is nothing to live in the city on weekdays, and you have fought many times with the army, in the end, you Han people are weaker." ”
Zhang Han looked ashamed, but he was only grateful.
Huang Taiji said to Shu Mu again: "If you protect Zhang Dongzhu, you will have a great merit, and you will be given half a future." ”
Shu Mu was overjoyed, although this was not to reinstate him, it was better than a vain effort.
Huang Taiji comforted Zhang Han a few more words, and seeing that the army had already marched for the most part, he said goodbye to Zhang Han again and left in a hurry.
On the horse, Huang Taiji thought carefully about his words and deeds, and felt that there was nothing wrong with it, and then he thought again: "This Zhang Han seems to be scared on the battlefield, and it is not surprising, although he is not a person I can see through, in the end he is only a Han of the Ming Kingdom, and the weakness in the bottom cannot escape." ”
At the same time, Zhang Han's eyes also showed a look of relief, Huang Taiji paid too much attention to him, behind the surface of the concern was actually constant temptation and vigilance, this time if he followed the Eight Banners Soldier Company to play a few roads, and slept in the open for a few days, it would certainly make Liang Xing and others continue to be tempered and improved, but it was also likely to make himself too flamboyant and high-profile in front of Huang Taiji, and now it seems that the decision on a whim actually got an unexpectedly good result.
After dawn, the Eight Banners were almost finished, and at this time, there were many bannermen and Han soldiers from the direction of Salhu, and their expressions were much more wilted, after all, after cleaning the battlefield for a day and a night, they might not rest for a minute and run here again, which is really a chore.
And this battlefield has been preliminarily cleaned, the robes and valuable things of the Ming army must have been searched, even if there are fish hidden in the net carefully turned out, it must be one in a hundred, this time it is pure cleaning of the battlefield, so everyone's face is completely the same unfortunate look.
The sky was bright, Zhang Han and the others were full of porridge and stood on the hillside looking at the situation in front of them.
From the valley to the riverside, and then to the depths of the dense forest halfway up the mountainside, there were corpses of Ming soldiers everywhere, and on the ground were pools of solidified blood, black, red, black and red, like spots that suddenly grew on the earth.
Discarded flags and scattered weapons were everywhere, and the dead horses were piled up first, and the flagmen stripped the furs, removed the inedible sewer, and cut off the pieces of meat, which for them might be the best reward for their gratitude, and at last the men let out a merry laugh as they skinned the flesh.
The flags of the Ming army and the golden drums were gathered together and piled up into a small mountain, which could also be recycled and reused.
The weapons were put together in bundles, and soon they were piled up on small hillsides, and then everyone understood what it meant to be piled up like a mountain.
Armor, helmets, leather belts, inserts, all kinds of remnants of materials are still piling up.
By noon, more than 10,000 people were stripped into bare pigs by more than 1,000 Qiding and the Han army, and the corpses were piled up in a chaotic place, and a Niu Lu Ezhen came to chat with Zhang Han, according to him, until the battle was all over, all over the country would send the old and weak women and children to come out to cooperate with the Qiding to dig pits, don't look at the cold weather now, it will soon be a spring flower, and then the corpses will be corrupt and stench, spreading the plague.
As for those who died in the depths of mountain streams and dense forests, there were few people and many wild beasts, and nature would help the Jurchens to dispose of those corpses.
Zhang Han knew that after a few decades, the corpses of the Ming army on the Kuandian Road were still found from time to time, and they were all piled up together by dozens or hundreds, and the Ming army in front of him could still be buried in the ground, but the people who were still talking and breathing yesterday were stripped naked and lying on the ground today, no matter what, he had a sense of sadness in his heart.
"Let's go, we're done." Zhang Han looked left and right, Liang Xing and Chang Wei stood on his left and right sides, Liang Xing's face was solemn, at this time he struggled out from a purely military point of view, his heart was hit hard, Chang Wei's face was a lot more resolute, this period of time, Chang Wei is maturing day by day, Zhang Han often thinks that he brought his cousin to such a point, which is the right uncle's entrustment, but such a cousin returns to Xinpingbao, I am afraid it may not be able to please people, one gain and one loss, life is really difficult to achieve both.
On the second day of the first month, the main force of the Houjin soldiers moved to the Shangjian Cliff of Fulha Mountain in the northwest more than 30 miles, where the main force of the Malin Department camped here, dredging trenches, strict scouts, and dividing the troops into camps in the shape of a zigzag, which seemed to be strict and neat, but in the words of later generations, and then there was no use for birds...... After camping at night, he heard that the Ming army on the West Road had been annihilated, and the army was in an uproar, and Ma Lin was also greatly frightened, cowering and making no decision...... Although the superintendent Pan Zongyan was a civilian, but he was very courageous, he advised Ma Lin to march quickly, not to delay the fighters here, Ma Lin did not listen, and scattered the battalions, far apart, said that it was a horn trend, but in fact it was completely separate.