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The Battle of Ningyuan was a shame that Dolgon could not wash away in his life. Even in terms of the difference between the two sides. No matter where it is or who directs the final outcome, it is the same.

And, judging by the current pessimistic situation. No matter how hard he tried, how hard he toiled, he almost fell ill. Even if the Manchus squeezed out the last drop of oil and water, they would not be able to survive the attack of that Ming army!

This is what makes Dolgon feel the most chilling. There was no need to fight this battle at all, and all they could do was to inflict as much damage to the Ming army as possible here in Shenyang City. And Daming, the most important thing is people!

"Is there no other way?" Bumu Butai wept. Her son has only been on the throne for a long time, and this is about to become the king of the dead country? After enduring it silently for so long, is it all over?

Dorgon shook his head slightly, the corners of his mouth twitching. Slowly opened his heavy eyelids, and his eyes were full of helplessness. "If there is really no other way, would I be the way I am now?"

After a pause, he sighed lightly and looked at Bu Mu Butai with complicated eyes. He whispered, "Actually, there's something I want to talk to you about." ”

"How?" Bumu Butai raised his hand to wipe his tears and asked suspiciously.

Dolgon raised his arm to take Bumu Butai's hand, lowered his eyelids slightly, and whispered, "You go with Fulin." The farther you go, the better, and never come back. Shenyang City cannot be defended. ”

"What?!" Bumu Butai was shocked, grabbed Dolgon's hand tightly, and said in a trembling voice, "Is this already the case?" Is that the only way to do it? Where can we go when we are orphans and widows?! ”

Dolgon closed his eyes, quirmed the corners of his mouth, and whispered, "Don't stay in the city. Go to the north side. Go all the way north and don't come back. I've found your stand-in. Let's go back wherever we come from. ”

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Bumu Butai and Fulin were not able to leave Shenyang in the end. The Manchus, who were unusually arrogant in the past, had seriously overestimated the combat effectiveness of the new army, but in fact their predictions were still much worse.

Earlier, I received information that the new army had just crossed Xiping Fort and was preparing to cross the Liao River. Bumu Butai packed his things in a panic and found some confidants to take care of all the affairs. When I was about to go out, it was already two days later. In the past two days, thousands of elite dragoons rushed towards Shenyang City with a shocking degree.

These elite dragoons, each with several horses, galloped along the black soil where the frozen ground had not yet thawed.

Along the way, they stormed and burned down several Manchu villages. In a short time, they came to the vicinity of Shenyang City. At the same time, scouts were sent to the surrounding areas of Shenyang City to cover the battlefield. In this case, it is impossible for Bumu Butai and Fulin to get away smoothly!

They weren't just two people on horseback or in a wagon. This time one go. Even if he escapes the pursuit of the Ming army, he will not have any chance to turn over in the future. If you want to survive between the white mountains and black waters in the north, the necessary henchmen and materials are indispensable.

It's a pity that just when Bumu Butai was preparing things and personnel, the powerful Ming cavalry had already killed them at a gallop. At this moment, there are Ming army sentries around the entire Shenyang City, and it is impossible for so many people and carriages not to alarm others to leave.

After the arrival of the Ming army, Dorgon regained his strength. He organized an elite army, wanting to take advantage of the moonless night to quietly attack the Ming cavalry, which was no more than a few thousand. Solve this big problem in one fell swoop. At the same time, it boosted the morale of the Manchus.

The dark sky was covered with clouds, and a crescent moon was long gone. In Shenyang City at night, only those dead wind lamps on the city walls were left to shake gently under the night wind.

The white-flaged Bayala Protector Charanga lay quietly on the ground, and behind him were hundreds of elite guards of various banners. These people were all lying quietly on the cold ground at this time, and no one dared to speak.

This is a half-hillside a few miles outside of Shenyang. The cavalry battalion of the Ming army was stationed here. During the day. Dolgon organized a strong attack on this humble Ming army camp, but was beaten by a dense fire of muskets.

And those artillery have not yet dug the pit and erected the support. A large group of Ming cavalry rushed over, and a dense fire of muskets drove away all the artillery and guards. Then all of these guns were blown up.

In desperation, Dolgon had no choice but to draw a group of elite guards from various banners who did not have night blindness and were born as hunters to attack this Ming army camp at night under the cover of night.

These Bayalas are the best hunters. Quietly taking people's lives is nothing more than an idle matter. As long as they are allowed to infiltrate the Ming army camp smoothly and use the dim night to engage in hand-to-hand combat with those Ming troops, there will definitely be a chance to defeat this Ming cavalry.

The camp of the Ming army not far away on the opposite side looks very strange, and from time to time a shiny strange gadget will fly. It looks like the kind of fireworks set off by the Han people during the New Year's Festival, but it is bright like a small sun, reflecting a piece of light on the earth, illuminating in mid-air for a long time before slowly disappearing.

When this strange thing went to the sky, Chalanga and these people could only lie motionless on the ground, for fear of being revealed by the night guards on the opposite side.

After the strange fireworks dissipated, Chalanga and the others could crawl on the ground for some distance. Then the fireworks will go up again, and they will continue to wait on the cold ground.

Unconsciously, these hundreds of elite Bayalas had approached less than a hundred steps away from the Ming army's military camp. At this moment, with the light of that fireworks, Chalanga could even see the faces of the sentries in the sentry post in the military camp opposite!

The closer he got to the Ming army camp, the stronger the uneasy feeling in Chalanga's heart became. As an excellent hunter, Charang'a, who has been born and died on the battlefield for many years, instinctively senses uneasiness.

These Ming troops actually didn't set up secret posts outside the barracks?!

If the opposite side was those Ming troops that had been fought against in the past, Chalanga would not feel too surprised. Most of those Ming troops were just some rabble. But the Ming army in front of them, who beat the Manchus all over the place, is obviously not a rabble, they are the real elite division!

Charanga did not believe that this elite Ming army would make such a mistake.

Cha Lang Ah raised his eyes solemnly and looked at the Ming army camp opposite. The black hole of the military camp not far away was like a silent monster, exuding a kind of momentum of strict rectification and killing. It's terrifying to watch.

A whispered urging sounded behind him, and Charanga had no choice but to continue to crawl forward through gritted teeth.

It's getting closer. The uneasiness in Charang'a's heart also intensified. Less than fifty steps away from the shallow trench outside the Ming army's barracks, a 'clanging' sound suddenly sounded in the silence of the night!

"Oops!" Cha Lang Ah screamed in his heart that it was bad, and now he woke up those Ming troops. Sure enough, the roar of the Ming army sentry suddenly sounded on the opposite side. After a short time, several bright fireworks rose into the sky, and the snow was reflected outside the military camp.

What these Bayalas encountered was a touch warning of the canned food boxes eaten by the Ming army hanging on the barbed wire!

At this moment, a horn suddenly sounded from behind. The Baya lamas who were prostrate on the ground shouted in unison, and instantly got up from the ground, raised the war knife in their hands and screamed, and the tide rushed towards the Ming army camp opposite.

Charanga also stood up. Grimacing faces, he rushed towards the opposite side. At this time, it was only a few dozen steps away from the military camp of the Ming army. The trench outside the barracks was shallow and narrow, and it couldn't stop the assault of the elites.

Moreover, it was at such a close distance that the alarm was triggered. It is impossible for the sleeping Ming army to react in such a short time. It only takes a short charge to enter the Ming army camp!

Sure enough, it was the same as Charanga guessed. Although those Ming army sentries saw clearly this dense group of Manchu elites with the help of those bright fireworks. Round after round of muskets began to fire, but there were too few of them. It was not enough to stop the charge of the Bayaras.

Seeing that he was about to rush to the vicinity of the trench, after crossing the trench was the barracks of the Ming army. As long as you rush in hand-to-hand combat, it is not impossible to defeat this Ming army that was attacked by night!

At this moment, Chalanga's heart suddenly became cold, as if something bad was about to be born.

Before he could react, he used the bright fireworks that continued to rise in the air. Charanga's eyes suddenly widened. looked at the Ming army camp close at hand in horror!

There, behind those fences in the barracks, rows of Ming soldiers suddenly appeared! Those Ming soldiers all had cold faces, and they all held a musket with a handle that flashed with a dark luster in the light!

"How is that possible?!" Charanga couldn't believe his eyes! How long has it been? From the time the alarm was triggered, it was only a few breaths! How could those Ming troops be prepared in such a short time? Look at that number, there are at least a thousand!

Either those Ming troops did not sleep at all. Always waiting for them here. Either that, or those Ming troops use so many people as sentinels every night! In addition, Chalanga didn't understand what else could make these Ming soldiers react so quickly!

Chalanga can't figure this out, it's too weird. Not only did he not figure it out, but the hundreds of Bayalas who were traveling with him also had expressions of disbelief on their faces! It's fucking weird.

Merely. This is the battlefield, even if it is only a matter of a moment, the Ming troops on the opposite side who have already prepared for a long time have already opened fire.

"Bang bang bang ~~~" A dense popping sound like fried beans sounded continuously. The fence facing this side of the Ming army camp suddenly flashed with brilliant light. The entire fence was covered in dense smoke! ("The Merchant Who Travels Through Time and Space" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform.) At the same time, there is also a 1oo% lucky draw gift for everyone! Open WeChat now, click on the "+" sign in the upper right corner "Add Friends", search for the official account "ddxiaosconfused" and follow, hurry up! (To be continued!)

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