Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Battle of the Beijing Division, the Great War Descends (5)
The roaring sound of artillery coming from the city of Tongzhou unconsciously made Dolgon's fingers crack. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
"Didn't you say that there were no Hongyi cannons in this Tongzhou City? This, what is this?! ”
In the face of the Ezhen people under the tent who looked like they had defeated roosters, Dorgon was furious.
Originally, for Dolgon, the open and secret battle with Huang Taiji made him have to be careful everywhere in order to preserve his strength, although the matter of taking over the forward, in addition to the last resort, Dolgon has his own mind in it.
Dolgon hopes that he will lead the army as a leader, all the way to the city of Beijing, and he can also follow up with the army of Huang Taiji, and once the army of Huang Taiji and the main force of the Ming army enter a state of fierce battle, in Dolgon's view, it is a fisherman's benefit, when the time comes to capture the Ming Jingshi, it is he Dolgon, these are not just for Dolgon once had such an idea, the most important thing is that in Dolgon's heart, wait for the money, and after returning to the Guanwai, he will have the capital to compete with Huang Taiji.
However, there are unforeseen circumstances, and now, Dolgon never imagined that his army with a white flag would be blocked under this small Tongzhou city, and it would suffer heavy losses, and how could Dolgon not be angry.
"Where are the Nimaha people!"
Seeing that the people below bowed their heads one by one and were silent, Dolgon was even more angry, but he scolded.
Nimaha was the same person who replied to Dolgon at the beginning and said that there was no Hongyi cannon in this Tongzhou city, and when asked about this person, Dolgon wanted to take down this person to thank those dead white flag soldiers.
Hearing Dolgon's question, there was even more dead silence in the tent for a while, and after a while, the next Niu Lu whispered.
"Returning to Lord Gushan, Lord Nimaha has already died—has died under the red-clothed cannon, and there are five hundred brothers of Benjiala, slaves, slaves, I—"
Speaking of this, that Niu Lu was actually a little choked, just escaped from the Ming army's Hongyi cannon, but now he has to bear the thunderous wrath of his master, which can be said to be even worse.
"Oh."
Hearing what Niu Lu said, Dolgon, who was still in a rage before, was obviously stunned, obviously Niu Lu's words touched the depths of his heart just now.
"You calf, what are you crying about, if you die, please father, or brother!"
Seeing that Niu Lu choked for a while, Fucha Hachu on the side was already unaccustomed to seeing it, but he scolded and pinched.
Who would have thought that after his scolding, the Niu Lu was not angry, but wailed.
"How do you know, my brother! My own father! ”
"It's-"
Hearing this wail, Fuchaha came out with a black line.
- "Alright, be quiet! ”
Faced with the chaos in the tent, Dorgon was scolded.
The wails just now brought Dorgon to his senses, and he knew that the mistake had been made, and no matter how much he complained or angry, it would not help.
For the sake of today's plan, the only way to do this is to calm down, think about good strategies, and try to save the serious impact of this defeat as much as possible.
"Fucha, what about the casualties in the army?"
"Returning to the master, there are about 4,000 casualties, most of them died on the way back, master, for the sake of today, what is the plan?"
There were heavy casualties in the army, and Fucha Hachu was also annoyed, but although he was a little reckless, he knew that the current situation was serious.
"The whole army will temporarily retreat ten miles away, and strengthen the guard to prevent the Ming army from going out of the city and robbing the camp."
Dolgon, however, said coldly.
"Where is the Great Khan, the master withdraws his troops like this, but it's-"
Hearing Dolgon's words, Fuchahachu couldn't help but be a little worried.
Seeing Fuchaha ask like this, Dolgon smiled bitterly, but after a while, he suddenly remembered what happened before, but it was the Tao.
"It's okay, the starling brother didn't dare to attack Ningyuan City, which has a Hongyi cannon, but he wanted to make a detour to Xifengkou, and now this Tongzhou City actually has this Hongyi cannon, and it is also common sense for me Dolgon to withdraw the army, oh, by the way, how did you do what I told you to do?"
"Don't worry, master, this matter is already in order."
"Oh, it seems that today's defeat is a blessing for Seon!"
Dolgon, however, twitched the corners of his mouth and sighed.
"Master, who are you?"
Hearing Dolgon's words, Fuchahachu was a little puzzled.
"It's okay, today is Dolgon's a little rude, everyone, today's battle, you are all under the account of the cattle have losses, you go down first, and later Dolgon personally worships the immortal heaven, in order to rest the souls of the white flag soldiers for me!"
Dorgon waved his hand, but it was the word.
Seeing that Dorgon said this, the people did not say much, but they said 'heck' and left the camp one after another.
Seeing that everyone was leaving, Dorgon was overjoyed.
"Starling, it seems that this decisive battle against the Ming Jingshi must not be far away!"
——In the city of Tongzhou.
However, it was said that after Houjin Dolgon retreated, Sun Chengzong did not send anyone to pursue, because he knew that the opponent in front of him was Houjin Zhengbai Qi, and it was also Azig's former team.
Sun Chengzong remembered that he once told the emperor about the contradictions between the eight banners of Jiannu, and he also sighed for the death of Azig, but now he heard that the white flag was replaced by Azig's compatriot brother Dolgon to make the new Gushan of the white flag, in Sun Chengzong's opinion.
Everything seems to be more interesting - of course, no troops to pursue, Sun Chengzong understands that for the Later Jin, the defense of Tongzhou is destined to be more confusing, perhaps in the Later Jin's view, the deployment of the Ming Dynasty must be to fight with the Later Jin in Jizhou, Tongzhou area, and not the Beijing Division.
Then in this way, the emperor's decision-making, a big battle situation will definitely be formed.
"Dashuai, why don't you go out of the city to pursue?"
The Later Jin army was defeated like a mountain, and Sun Chengzong did not send troops to pursue, but it caused some confusion among the generals.
Faced with the doubts of the generals, Sun Chengzong smiled and said.
"Ladies and gentlemen, this is the Houjin Striker, not to mention that the strength of Jiannu is far greater than ours, but we need to wait for the Tianjin General Army to lead the army to join the division."
Hearing Sun Chengzong's words, the generals stopped talking, only Ma Shilong on the side seemed to think of something, but he smiled on the side.
"I'm afraid that the handsome man has other intentions!"
Hearing Ma Shilong's words, Sun Chengzong also smiled.
"Cangyuan, you--but although the Houjin army is retreating, I am afraid that the reinforcements of Jiannu will arrive later, Cangyuan, the burden on your shoulders is not light!"
For Sun Chengzong's words, Ma Shilong's face also sank, and he understood that the upcoming attack should not be as easy as before.
After all, the previous ambush was a somewhat light enemy of the Houjin army.