There was a breeze blowing on the battlefield, and the generals under the banner of Shuai were talking and laughing, ignoring the strong bloody atmosphere in the wind, but Yuan Wenhong, the head of the Jiaozhou battalion behind Li Meng, couldn't stand this. This chapter is available online from the web

This Shandong celebrity has a pale face, his mouth is tightly closed, and he looks very uncomfortable, although Yuan Wenhong is a literati, he can also ride a horse, and he must often follow Li Meng's side in this position, and he has to be by his side on a battlefield like this today, but the bloody atmosphere of this Shura field is not something he can bear.

Yuan Wenhong has read a lot of military books, war strategies, history books, and classics, and has read thousands of volumes, so he naturally feels that he is well-informed, thinking that this battlefield is full of iron-blooded pride, and he is nothing more than following behind the marshal, galloping on horseback, sharing some victorious military exploits, and the cheers and love of the soldiers are beautiful.

What's more, there were often literati in the Han and Tang dynasties, and Yuan Wenhong often compared himself with Cen Shen and Gao Shi, of course, he often compared himself to Fan Zhongyan in his heart, but he didn't dare to declare this idea.

Famous scholars and literati are always a little different from the usual sour and rotten scholars, others are very afraid to go to the battlefield, but Yuan Wenhong has always been quite expectant, and he feels that when he goes to the battlefield, his knowledge and mind will definitely be different.

Moreover, in the center of Shandong, I also know the victory of the Jiaozhou battalion, and know what kind of benefits those generals and soldiers have obtained in these brilliant victories, there is no fear, but there are a lot of expectations, and the future will definitely be different from the credit that will be received by the commander who will be born and die together.

Yuan Wenhong, the main bookkeeper, thought that everything was fine, but when he came to this battlefield, things were completely different from what he imagined, the horse he was riding was a good horse, quite obedient and docile, but there was no need to worry, but the deafening shouting and killing sound, and the thick and strong bloody atmosphere in the air, directly made Yuan Wenhong's heart tremble.

Murder is full of wilderness, blood is flowing like a river, these two words that only appear in books on weekdays. Yuan Wenhong really realized it today.

A wolf-like Tartar cavalry suddenly appeared in front of the formation, as if they were rushing towards this side frantically, and the chief bookkeeper Yuan Wenhong was about to turn his horse and run away from the horse.

Seeing that the people around him were not moving, as if nothing had happened, he finally calmed down and did not show cowardice and make a fool of himself. But the change in the voice on the battlefield, the miserable howling and killing, may be passed on.

I don't know what touched Yuan Wenhong's mount, the horse didn't move much, but he moved his body very uneasily, the horse's body shook, and Yuan Wenhong only felt that his chest and abdomen were overturned, and a burst of things rushed up, and he couldn't bear it anymore. Wow wow and vomit there.

Li Meng and the others, who were still talking and laughing there, were also shocked by this little episode. I saw the appearance of Master Yuan behind him. They all looked at each other. The corners of his mouth smiled but did not make a sound.

Wang Hai, the commander of the pro-soldier camp, hurriedly ordered:

"Quickly bring some water to Mr. Yuan."

A pro-soldier untied the water bladder and walked to the side of Yuan Wenhong's mount and handed it to Yuan Wenhong. There are also people who use earth to bury the filth of the earth. Li Meng's expression did not move. But I thought of it in my heart. Every time it matters. It is these generals who can ignore life and death. The literati are much worse. Now is the time to strike the earth immediately. But the two sets of civil and military teams of the Shandong system are almost balanced. Isn't that inappropriate? This is the time when military land should be prioritized. Wait until the time of peace. Let's raise the status of the literati again.

Over there, Yuan Wenhong drank a few sips of water. Finally calmed down. A little ashamed, he smiled and said:

"Xiucai doesn't go out. You will know what is going on in the world. But this one goes out. Fang knows that this world is not what he thinks. That's what the book says. But I've seen the things of the world. I don't dare to go out again. Ladies and gentlemen. See the smile! ”

Yuan Wenhong's self-deprecation was quite free and easy, he didn't know that this vomit on the battlefield aroused a lot of other thoughts in Li Meng's heart.

Li Meng, the current commander of the Jiaozhou battalion, is no longer focused on the battlefield. Victory is already a certainty. Then we should consider that after the victory, there are still many things in Shandong. There are more things in the world, and during this time, my attention is on these tens of thousands of Tartar soldiers and horses.

But under this great tomorrow, King Li Zicheng, Cao Cao Luo Rucai, and Zhang Xianzhong, the Eight Kings, are still rampant in the heart of the Ming Dynasty. In the land of Nanzhili, there is still an endgame laid by himself, and the Zheng family in Fujian doesn't know what has happened recently. Speaking of which, near the capital division, there are almost 220,000 soldiers and horses stationed around Emperor Chongzhen, which is also a big problem.

Yesterday, I discussed with the Shandong Salt Gang and the Beizhili branch rudder and the branch shopkeeper of the Lingshan Commercial Bank, and I knew a little about the things on the grassland, the Western Regions and the North and the Mongolian tribes, the power of these big tribes is also very strong, and they are the ones who are defended by the soldiers and horses on the nine sides.

The Mongol tribes attached to the Tatars gradually moved eastward, while the conflicting Mongol tribes avoided the Jurchen sphere of influence as much as possible, and went west and north as much as possible to recuperate.

Thinking about this, if he beats the Jurchens weakly, then the barbarians of the grassland who eat the weak and the strong, maybe there will be more powerful tribes and forces coming out, of course, it is more likely to be subjugated to his own military might, thinking of this, Li Meng couldn't help but smile self-deprecatingly.

According to the news from all over the country, the entry into the customs is only the eight thousand banners, seven thousand, the eight banners of Mongolia, all of which are wiped out, that is, to give the other party a big blow, but the Manchu Qing outside the customs is still in the process of continuous improvement, no matter how you look at it, he is still the biggest enemy in the north.

It's useless to think so much, let's concentrate on dealing with the problems of the Manchu Qing Dynasty first, things can only be done step by step, I have been thinking about the layout since the year before last, always thinking about success in one fell swoop, but everything does not meet people's wishes, every time I look at the big chess game has been played, there is always an unexpected change that appears, messing everything up, and letting myself rush to put out the fire.

To say that up to now, there has been no problem, and all the chaos and accidents have been quelled and solved by relying on the strong force and efficient system operation of the Jiaozhou battalion, but it also warned Li Meng that the affairs of the world and the general trend of the world are not transferred according to their own will.

The marshal pondered there, and the generals on the side were whispering. It is said that everyone is quite solemn in abiding by the rules on weekdays, and even more so around Li Meng, but at this time, the big victory is imminent, and everyone is unable to suppress the excitement in their hearts, so they are talking in a whisper here, and the honest Zhao Neng is even more wondering if he is begging the handsome in private. Let the marshal give Wang Tao a special case, such a meritorious man is not rewarded, isn't it a joke in the Jiaozhou camp.

"Killed more than 30,000 Tartars, this time the variables should be big enough!"

No one heard Li Meng's self-talk, crossing is like a butterfly, every time it flutters its wings, it may cause huge fluctuations in the long river of history, but Li Meng feels that his strength is too small, and the variables caused by it are too small, every time. There is no change in the general direction of history, and sometimes, Li Meng even thinks. No matter what you do, the direction of this history will inevitably lead to that dark end.

After this battle, Li Meng's worries had disappeared, he realized his strength, and Li Meng's self-confidence began to grow stronger than ever. Perhaps, after this battle, history should have changed......

When Li Mengzheng was emotional, Zhao Neng was worried, Wang Tao was excited, and Yuan Wenhong was uncomfortable, Tang Er, the commander of the cavalry on the battlefield, hurriedly ran over on horseback.

When he arrived, Tang Er reined in the horses. He gave a military salute on his horse, and said:

"Handsome! The thief chief Abatai has already run out of the encirclement......"

As soon as he said this, the generals under the handsome banner suddenly quieted down, Tang Er didn't seem to expect that his words would actually cause this effect, but Li Meng saw some doorways, and said calmly:

"Tang Er, you come forward."

Tang Er came to him in a bit of a daze, Li Meng had no expression on his face, and ordered again:

"Lean in!"

Tang Eryu was confused. There was already a look of regret and anxiety on his face, and he thought that the handsome man would have something confidential to tell him, so he hurriedly came over.

Li Meng raised his arm and slapped Tang Erdi's helmet hard, this time it was not the military law of the military formation, and I didn't know what the rules were, but this time it was quite light, although it was through the helmet, Tang Er's head was still buzzing. Dizziness. Li Meng reprimanded angrily:

"As the commander of the Ma army, he fought the battle well. Don't put your mind on pondering the tricks of the drill camp to please you, don't care about it this time, next time you will engage in these useless things, this commander will remove your position, and you will practice your military law when the battle is practiced!! ”

When the coach Li Meng said this, everyone who was still a little worried and confused suddenly realized, looked at each other, and couldn't help but laugh out loud, Tang Er's expression was even more embarrassed, and he tried his best to please him, but he didn't expect to be reprimanded by the marshal, these generals are indeed younger, and they are inevitably a little unstable in doing things, which is normal, and the big victory is imminent, and people's thoughts are inevitably easier.

"What the hell is going on, say it quickly, it's really child's play, or during the big war, engage in these useless things!"

was reprimanded by Li Meng again, Tang Er opened his mouth quite embarrassed and said:

"The thief chief Abatai led dozens of guards and protruded from the gap, such a big thief, it is more appropriate to ask the marshal to use the knife, so he specially came to invite the marshal."

This is to deliberately let Abatai go, and then ask Li Meng to personally go over and kill people, this is a great lottery, so he hunted with the emperor, and let the guards below blast the prey out of the grass and trees, and the prey came to the emperor, and then it didn't take much effort to hunt, and enjoyed the fun.

To say that what Tang Er did was really exciting, and it was a very good idea to curry favor with him, but in such a big battle, it was a bit frivolous to make such a move, and it was not something that a commander of a large army should think about, so Li Mengcai was quite dissatisfied.

Turning his head to look at Wang Tao on the side, and then at the generals with excitement on their faces, Li Meng laughed out loud, he had an idea in his heart, and after a little groaning, he said aloud:

"Well, since this bureau is set up, then don't waste it, everyone, let's go and have a look!!"

On the battlefield now, even the screams have gradually stopped, and there are orderly and organized killings. Moreover, it was the Jiaozhou battalion, a physically fit, well-trained, and well-armed soldier, who was quite efficient and fast in the situation of numerical superiority.

At this point, I can finally think about saving some horses without being too wasteful. The battlefield has gradually quieted down, which means that the situation is getting better, and everyone can also have some leisure to do something, and Li Meng is also relieved to go hunting.

The general Abatai had broken down almost at the last minute, and although the screams were getting closer and closer, he still led his men to wait for an opportunity, waiting for a chance to break out of this dead end.

Now he didn't want to save the troops of the Eight Banners, and all Abatai was thinking about now was wanting to save his life, except for the mounts under him. He also had two ownerless horses by his side, which were mounts that had killed their masters, and this was when Abatai was trying to escape for his life. The horsepower is sufficient, and the horse can be changed frequently.

But when you look around, all you can see around are layers of spears, and the spears erected on the periphery are constantly flattened, which is the embodiment of the soldiers taking turns to enter the assassination. The siege was almost a dead end, there was no escape from the ground gap, and the nerves of the general Abatai became more and more tense, and he was on the verge of collapse.

"General. Come and save me! Come and save me!! ”

Korqin Belle Turichen and his guards were already separated from the Tartar brigade by a group of spearmen from the Jiaozhou camp and surrounded by groups. Tu Lichen saw many teams on the battlefield of Fang Cai that they were divided by the foot soldiers of the Ming army, and then gathered in the middle and calmly eaten.

Now it's his turn, this is a dead end, he hasn't enjoyed enough glory and wealth, he regrets it now, how can he be said by his two sisters, the ghost came to Mingguo and stayed in Shengjing. In this desperate situation in front of him, Belle Turichen's courage was about to be frightened.

The only one who can save himself is the general Abatai not far away, this person has always had a way, and now only he can save himself, Tu Lichen shouted there regardless of it.

The Manmeng guards around Tu Lichen kept screaming and fell from their horses, and the Ming army's foot soldiers were getting closer and closer to him, but Tu Lichen's heart-rending shout was only exchanged for an indifferent glance at Abatai, and then ignored it. Run with the team around you to another slot.

"General. If you don't save me, my two sisters ......"

Desperate. In a fit of rage, Belle Turichen shouted and threatened, but the face-tearing words were only half a sentence, and a swinging axe struck him in the back, and Korqin Bel Turichen was wearing cotton armor made by the best craftsmen of the Yehebe.

But in front of the swinging axe gun, there was no defense, and the axe split the cotton cloth, iron blade, and chain mail, and struck Turichen in the spine fiercely.

At this moment, great pain filled the whole body of this Tartar Belle, and he opened his mouth wide, no matter how he shouted, he couldn't shout out, this huge pain was also his last feeling.

It was a squad of the Jiaozhou battalion that killed him, and he didn't feel particularly glorious when he hit Tu Lichen, but he just died on a tartar on his axe and gun, and after this big victory, everyone must have a rich reward for military merits, but the Jiaozhou battalion is not a meritorious service.

The axe almost completely sank into Tu Lichen's back, and the team pulled their arms apart, directly pulled the person off the horse, lifted the axe and gun upward, and got up from Tu Lichen's back, and the team hurriedly ordered the soldiers around him:

"Take this horse away, the horse is good, this harness is also very valuable, don't break it......"

The battle was going on in such a state, Daluhua and Luhutai, the pro-noble generals of the Eight Banners, disappeared one by one, or died in front of themselves, or died in a place they couldn't see, and the heart of the ordered general Abatai became colder and colder, although he was engrossed in staring at the surrounding front, wondering when he could rush out, but he also inadvertently thought about why this situation became like this, it was really unreasonable.

"Amma!! There's a gap over there!! ”

It really looked like it was blessed by the Immortal Heaven, and just in front of Abatai's team, there was actually a gap in the queue transfer of the Ming army. Yue Le, who was also extremely lucky, after gathering with Abatai, did the same thing as Abatai, looking for an opportunity to escape.

How could the Ming Army Front, which had been extremely rigorous from the beginning, suddenly have such a gap, no one has thought about this question anymore, there is a gap to escape, this is the opportunity given by God, Abatai, Yue Le, and the soldiers behind them are extremely hungry. There is no difference between a hungry wolf that suddenly appears with fresh flesh and blood.

These people immediately began to fight Ma Ti regardless of it, and rushed out towards that gap, and the Ming army's defense was indeed lax.

Actually rushed out from here led by Abatai, it was really unbelievable to say, after being highlighted by Abatai, several Tartar squads followed behind Abatai. also saw this unbelievable gap, and their ecstatic mood was no worse than that of Abatai and his party.

But when they were about to rush over, the Ming army filled the gap with extremely swift action, as if the gap had never existed.

After breaking out of the encirclement, Abatai and his party suddenly felt that their mood had become extremely relaxed, and in the midst of the siege, their eyes were full of the death of their companions and the soldiers of the Ming army, and they felt as if they were in the hell of Shura. My heart was filled with despair and fear.

At this time, he rushed out, although there was a Ming army behind him, but in front of him was a large area of flat land and wilderness. The mood suddenly improved, and it was like this to escape.

However, this feeling did not last long, shouting to the east and right and behind, the cavalry of the Ming army caught up, and in the encirclement of the inner circle, the horsepower of Abatai and Yue Le and others was exhausted, and after it was highlighted, it may not be able to run high.

The cavalry of the Jiaozhou battalion had been fully rested, and the cavalry on the periphery had added some food such as bread and fritters to the mounts. The horsepower recovery is not slow.

What's more, in order to trap these escaped beasts, Tang Er's side still used the reserves directly under his hand, and there would be no problems, and it was very safe.

The elite cavalry of these Jiaozhou battalions were not as wild and flying as the chasers, and they silently surrounded the small group of Tartar cavalry, and began to kill those Tartar guards who were not so noble.

The fleeing cavalry and the fleeing infantry are of the same nature. They are all completely sold behind their backs to their enemies, even these so-called elite white-armored soldiers, the reason why the elite of the Jiaozhou battalion horse team is called elite, is that they can freely use the riding spear on the horse to make assassination-based combat skills, even in the horse high movement, there are also some people who can quickly complete the ammunition loading of the arquebus on horseback.

The spears and the firing of the guns were all attacks that the fang-swinging cavalry could not resist, even if the broadsword danced like a windmill. It can't be blocked either. Wants to fight back with a mounted spear. The spears in their hands are a little shorter than those of the Jiaozhou battalion.

Until now. It was indeed not a battle, but a pure hunt, and the outskirts were so exhausted that the Tartar cavalry had no will to fight and were dismounted one by one.

Abatai beat the horses desperately, but his horse was already tired, he couldn't lift it at all, no matter how much he whipped, he wouldn't get there quickly, Abatai remembered that he was still a general who led tens of thousands of soldiers and horses yesterday and even this morning, but now he can command only these dozens of people behind him, and even these dozens of people are still being killed by the Ming army.

The screams made Abatai more frightened, his brain was about to run out, what the hell was going on, since he could remember, everything he had come into contact with seemed to have been subverted in the past two days, and his mind had gradually become blurred.

The screams became a little sparse, Yue Le turned his head a little on the horse, and saw that there were few people still following them, Yue Le gritted his teeth and said loudly:

"Amma, you ...... first"

Halfway through his words, he heard a "touch", Yue Le, who was on the horse, suddenly made no sound, reached out and grabbed the cotton armor on his chest, twitched a few times, and fell off the horse.

He fell from his horse to the ground, and was pulled by the horse, and the man flipped from the ground, and there was a bloody hole in his back armor, and the blood mark was slowly spreading.

The mount dragged the corpse for a few steps, but it could not run, and I don't know what it had tripped over, but the horse fell to the ground, foaming at the corners of its mouth, and neighing in a low voice. The horse's legs twitched at once, and he couldn't live.

Fang had just rushed left and right in the formation, and the horses, which had not been well rested or fed, finally ran away.

Yue Le was considered one of the most outstanding men of the Manchu generation, and was always valued by the Emperor Taiji and the other nobles of the Eight Banners. It is said that Huang Taiji once said to Dai Shan in private, "I rely on you when I am here, and when my son sits in this position, he will rely on Yue Le."

Therefore, Abatai is not a fragrant bait in the Qing Kingdom, but the high-ranking officials and nobles of Shengjing are polite when they see Yue Le, and let their children and nephews take the initiative to contact and make friends.

In the positive blue flag, although Haoge is the owner of the flag, the people below have always burned the incense of Yue Le, just thinking that Yue Le will have the possibility of taking charge of this positive blue flag in the future.

Abatai is among the brothers of Huang Taiji, and he is unexpected. Several complaints have been reprimanded, and how far you can do it depends entirely on luck. But he attaches great importance to this son, in addition to the direct blood relationship, the father and son are connected, and they also feel that this is the hope of their own future.

Fang Cai Yue Le was hit by the fire hammer behind him, and the moment he fell from his horse, the ordered general Abatai only felt a buzzing sound in his head, and he couldn't figure out anything, and his eyes became blurry and couldn't see clearly. He didn't even notice that there wasn't even a single cavalryman with him.

He didn't know how long he had been running, and Abatai was just thinking in his heart that I was going to go back to Guanwai. I will bring a large army to the Ming Kingdom again, and kill all of you damned Han dogs, and then I will be the Prince of Iron Hat, and my sons and grandchildren will continue to do it from generation to generation.

Suddenly, Abatai suddenly felt that the front of him sank, and the whole person immediately lost his balance, the armor on his body was heavy, and the fall was even more ruthless.

It slammed into the ground, and Abatai's eyes went dark. In a trance, I remember that when I fell, there were several knights in front of me blocking the road, but the horse was turning and losing its balance.

Abatai's mount was a selected horse, but it didn't lose its strength, but the horse's chest was hit with a firecracker, and the horse was killed directly.

Li Mengduan, the commander of the Jiaozhou battalion, sat on his horse, surrounded by Zhao Neng, Wang Hai, Tang Er, Wang Tao and others, and looked coldly at Abatai, who fell in front of him more than ten steps, this is really similar to the noble hunting, and the soldiers below drove the commander of the Tartar army to you. Make it easy for you to kill. It's a good picture. Killing this defeated general did not mean anything to Li Meng. For him, the real thing that boiled his blood was the sense of accomplishment after commanding the army to slaughter the Tartar troops, and he felt wonderful when he breathed that bloody breath.

Falling to the ground, Abatai staggered to his feet, the pointed leather helmet on his head had been crooked, Abatai's eyes were scattered, his body trembled, he staggered a few steps, and he didn't care that he was surrounded by the generals and cavalry of the Ming army, and walked to his mount's corpse as if no one was around, and pulled out the broadsword with great effort.

He raised his broadsword and looked around blankly, but laughed out loud, and said in a voice that was almost howling:

"I am a general ordered by the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty, and I am the commander of the Ming army...... Your Majesty...... Your Majesty...... The minister this time, along the way, destroyed the withering and decaying, returned with a big victory, returned with a big victory!! ”

"I am also the son of Lao Khan, and I am also the blood of Aixin Jueluo, why should you be the emperor and the prince, but I am a Baylor ......"

"No, no, our Manchurian army has entered the pass several times, all of them are arbitrary, isn't the Ming army rotten to the roots, how can there be such a team, is it falling from the sky, it must not be the army of this world, but the devil!!"

What general's bearing, what command's calmness, is gone in Abatai, where he is madly brandishing his broadsword, crying and laughing.

There was a middle-aged man dressed as a shopkeeper beside Li Meng, listening to Abatai's words, and kept translating to Li Meng, the words of Abatai's crying, of course, were all Manchu, and those generals and strategists behind Li Meng were all looking at each other, they were frightened by the so-called "Jurchen Man invincible" and "unparalleled in cavalry and archery" for many years, in the legend, these Tartar soldiers are nine feet tall, strong and brave, invulnerable monsters.

"I didn't expect that the thief chieftains of the Tartars are so obscene, it's a pity for Duke Lu, it's a pity for those loyal generals and soldiers!"

Yuan Wenhong commented softly there, all this he saw was indeed a complete subversion of the knowledge he had learned from reading books.

Wang Hai, Tang Er and Zhao Neng were all in the front row, looking at Abatai's expression with disdain, but Zhao Neng's honest face was rare with a bit of happiness, he remembered that the nearly 10,000 good sons and daughters of the Dengzhou Army in Jiaozhou Camp were killed and injured in the hands of this fang, and today's revenge was avenged, which was really happy.

Abatai staggered and completely lost his balance, and did not pay attention to the situation around him, and even came to the front of those cavalrymen, his crazy performance, so that the cavalry of the Jiaozhou battalion looked down on him, watching him come, a young and vigorous picked up the riding spear and was about to stab it.

The thief chief was left to the commander, and the non-commissioned officer on the side hurriedly stopped, and the cavalryman couldn't hold his hand, turned his thorn into a pump, and the spear shaft was pumped horizontally, and hit Abatai's helmet hard, and at this moment, Abatai was knocked to the ground. Tang Er's face changed suddenly, thinking that Lao Tzu finally left it for Dashuai, and then you will be sucked to death...

Abatai, who was knocked to the ground, struggled to stand up again, but this time it was not as crazy as Fang Cai, perhaps it was the volley that made him sober up, he grabbed the big knife, the confusion on his face turned into exhaustion and nervousness, Abatai staggered to the center of this small encirclement, straightened his pointed helmet, stared at Li Meng, who was obviously the boss, and said in stiff Chinese:

"You are the commander of the Ming army?"

Ignoring him, Abatai raised his knife and continued to himself:

"You and I are the commanders of the army, are you willing to fight me one-on-one! The old man was unwilling to lose this battle!! ”

Listening to Abatai's strange accent full of resentful challenges, Li Meng, who was looking down at him on the horse, had a disdainful face on his face, and said contemptuously:

"Are you worthy?"

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