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The old slave's face was gloomy, as if the ice had accumulated for thousands of years in the depths of the snow-capped mountains, and the loose old folds seemed to be frozen by the ice, like a rough sculpture carved with a knife. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

But at this time, the sky was already dark, and although the smoke in front of him had dispersed a lot, there was confusion everywhere he looked, even if he wanted to have a seizure, he could only wait until the front daishan and them retreated, and first found out what was going on.

The old slave has been fighting horses all his life, experienced in a hundred battles, and how rich is his experience in battle formations?

The opportunity that Abatai seized today can be described as fast, accurate, and ruthless, and when both sides were exhausted, he penetrated directly into the heart of the Ming army in the most violent and direct way, which can be described as a fatal blow that can directly control the overall situation.

But the old slave really didn't expect that even though Abatai had almost reached the limit, in front of him, Dajin's warriors were showing a trend of collapse, as if they had encountered something terrible.

It's a pity that there has been smoke ahead, and the old slave can only see a general idea, but he can't find out the details.

He really couldn't imagine what means Li Yuanqing and the Ming army used, not only to block the fatal blow of the Dajin warriors, but even to beat them back like water dogs.

This almost completely broke the cognition of the old slave for most of his life.

Next to him, the young Dorgon also frowned.

The methods of the seventh brother Abatai were simply beyond his reach, and at the moment before Abatai rushed into battle, Dorgon even thought that Dajin had already settled the overall situation in this battle.

But the facts in front of him were like a blow to the head, directly waking up Dolgon.

Dolgon's young face was full of solemnity, and he had faintly felt that this battle, even if it seemed that Dajin had taken the initiative, was far from being as simple as it seemed.

Not far behind Dolgon, Azig also had a solemn face.

He didn't expect that the originally good situation would evolve into what it is now?

Li Yuanqing's name, in the past few years, he has heard it I don't know how many times, and I am afraid that he will grind out cocoons in his ears.

Originally, Azig thought that Li Yuanqing was just a little more lucky and a waste of fame, but at this time, the living facts made him realize that his previous judgment was outrageously bad.

On Azig's side, Zilharang's face was not good-looking.

But after all, he is more mature, and through the situation in front of him, he already understands that this battle is far from being so easy to end.

For now, I can only wait for the news from Huang Taiji's side first.

Behind the old slave, the Jurchens and Mongolian magnates were like being beaten with a stick, and the atmosphere was terrible.

But among them, there are two pairs of eyes, but they are clearly different.

Li Yongfang thought that the overall situation of Dajin today had been decided, and he had already found a way to pat the horse, and he was going to go to the old slave to please him.

But Li Yuanqing and Ming Jun used their actual performance to slap him hard and hard in the face of his horse.

Faintly, in Li Yongfang's heart, an indescribable sense of fear could not stop rising.

This Li Yuanqing, is it really the nemesis of him and Dajin sent by God?

But not far away, Liu Xingzuo's eyes were a little indescribably bright.

He had long known that since Li Yuanqing dared to set up camp here, he must have his means, but he did not expect that in such an adversity and almost collapsed state, Li Yuanqing and the Ming army would be able to make a big comeback, and suddenly beat Houjin.

Although Liu Xingzuo is the beloved son-in-law of the old slave, the edges and corners of his body have already been smoothed out after the tempering of the past few years, and he has long been desperate for the old slave and Houjin.

At this time, the courage of Li Yuanqing and the Ming army seemed to open a flash of the door for him, he was like a boat drifting in the deep sea, and he suddenly saw the lighthouse of the faint light......

The old slave and the magnates of the Houjin prince did not wait too long, and after a while, Dai Shan and Amin hurriedly rode their horses and rushed over here.

Dai Shanbu took the lead in turning over and dismounting, and knelt on the ground respectfully, "Khan Ama, Erchen and others are guilty......"

Amin, Mang Gurtai, Yue Tuo, and Du Du also knelt down in a hurry and kowtowed again and again.

Not to mention Abatai, he kowtowed desperately, and blood was knocked on his forehead.

To this day, he still can't believe that the fatal blow that he has been carefully planning for a long time in a vain attempt to change his fate was completely dissolved by Li Yuanqing in an understatement, and he not only hit the head and bleed, but also took the lives of many warriors.

The old slave glanced at everyone with a gloomy face, and said almost through gritted teeth: "Second brother, tell me, what happened!" ”

Dai Shan hurriedly kowtowed vigorously, "Khan Ama, Li Yuanqing has a secret weapon, which is extremely lethal, and it is even more terrifying than artillery." At every turn, it can cause a dozen or even dozens of casualties, especially when the warriors are in close proximity. Before he could use this secret weapon, many of the warriors had already rushed over the earthen wall and were about to break up their camp, but as soon as the secret weapon was thrown, the warriors suffered heavy losses in an instant. Seeing that the situation was out of control, Erchen could only order to withdraw his troops first and temporarily avoid Li Yuanqing's edge. ”

Mang Gurtai was also busy saying: "Khan Ama, Li Yuanqing's secret weapon is extremely fierce, if it weren't for the second brother's minion desperately protecting him, I'm afraid that the second brother would also be hit." ”

Mang Gurtai said, looking at Amin who was kneeling beside him.

Amin couldn't help scolding in his heart, he couldn't imagine that Mang Gurtai's dog offal would fall into the well at this time, didn't this fucking splash dirty water on him?

Especially the old slave is on fire.

But here, Abatai glanced at Mang Gultai gratefully.

With Mang Gultai's words, at least, Abatai could temporarily avoid the old slave's anger and wait until he calmed down.

Amin also reacted at this time, and hurriedly said: "Great Khan, Li Yuanqing's secret weapon is indeed fierce, as if it is like a broken porcelain jar." The fragments of these porcelain jars hit the body of the person, as if they were going to beat the person into a sieve, and it was simply pervasive. If it weren't for Goltu's desperate protection, the minions would ......"

As he spoke, he hurriedly said, "Come on, go and help Goertu over." ”

"Wow."

Immediately, a few of his minions with the blue flag helped Goertu, who was already a little unconscious, to this side and let him lie on the ground.

According to the ignorant medical methods of this era, although Gortu was injured on the thigh, it was not enough to kill him for a while, but a dozen or dozens of dense small wounds, just the subsequent tetanus, were enough to kill him.

Amin's trick really worked, and it really attracted the attention of the old slave.

The old slave hurriedly turned over and dismounted, and personally investigated Gortu's injuries.

Several minions hurriedly and carefully took out their knives and cut the cloth behind Goertu's thighs, leaving his wounds completely exposed to the old slave.

As soon as he saw the densely packed, bloody wounds on his thighs, Rao is a man like an old slave, his face couldn't help but change greatly.

The princes and magnates around him also gasped.

They couldn't imagine what kind of weapon could cause so much damage to people, this, it was like a ghost claw.

For a moment, the old slave fell silent, and he slowly exhaled a long breath and said, "Come on, send Goertu down to recuperate." Let the best shaman heal him. ”

"Wow." Immediately, a servant hurriedly carried Goertu down carefully.

Everyone was silent, and the atmosphere did not dare to breathe.

The old slave looked up at the Ming army's earthen wall not far away, at this time, the earthen wall had been lit up in several places, and the shout of "Wansheng Wansheng" was like a surging wave, even if it was blocked by the north wind, it still vaguely spread to this side.

On the side, the horseback Duoduo was sleeping soundly, and saliva was pouring out.

And the tired look on the faces of everyone around him can't be hidden, the old slave already understands that today's things are no longer possible.

Even, without a certain period of time for repair and recuperation, the military is afraid that it will have to ......

After a moment, he let out a long sigh, but his expression was much calmer, "Today, you are all tired, and the warriors are tired. If there is anything, let's talk about it when we go back to the camp! Order, collect the troops! ”

"Wow!"

For a moment, the piercing sound of gold resounded in the air.

The main force of Houjin was like a tide, and quickly retreated towards the camp to the north.

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At this time, the smoke has dispersed with the wind, and most of the thousands of Tartars who rushed into the Ming army's battle array in the earthen wall were killed by the Ming army, and only a small number of them, relying on the geographical advantage, have climbed over the wall and fled.

Inside the earthen wall, there was a mess everywhere, stumps, broken arms, all kinds of corpses, discarded at will, and the strong smell of blood, along the north wind, actually drifted over the entire camp.

But the spirit of the sons and daughters is excellent, and the shouts of 'all victories and ten thousand victories' are endless.

This is their most instinctive vent after a hard-fought victory.

At this time, there were already many auxiliaries and bird soldiers, who rushed to the earthen wall again and regained control of the earthen wall.

Torches were lit on the watchtowers, and Joseph's foreign devils returned to their respective batteries and lit torches to light up the night sky.

The pitch-black night was dispelled a lot at once.

Li Yuanqing also came to the battlefield on the edge of the earthen wall to inspect the casualties of the sons and daughters and inspect the battle.

"General."

"General."

Although most of the sons and daughters were tired, after all, they had won the battle, and their spirits were good, and when they saw Li Yuanqing coming, they hurriedly straightened up one by one and greeted Li Yuanqing.

"Brothers, hard work."

"Brothers, you are the pride of my Immortal Camp, the pride of my Daming, and the pride of my Li Yuanqing."

Li Yuanqing smiled affectionately, patted this shoulder, shook hands with that, and didn't care at all, his sons were covered with blood.

"The general is mighty! The Immortal Camp is mighty! ”

"General Wansheng! Immortal Camp Wansheng! Victory ......"

Almost instinctively formed, the children shouted together without thinking, and the neat sound almost pierced the entire night sky.

Li Yuanqing's heart was also indescribably proud.

These are his sons!

This is the army he built with his own hands!

Today, in an almost desperate situation, his sons and sons came back and dealt a heavy blow to the Houjin army.

Even though he was already a little tired physically and mentally, Li Yuanqing's spirit was excellent, and he was full of endless fighting spirit.

"Hurry up and get the hot soup ready! Also, inform the auxiliaries to boil more hot water and wash the children. ”

Li Yuanqing whispered to Niu Gensheng and commanded.

"Yes." Niu Gensheng didn't dare to slack off, so he hurried to do it.

The identity of the leader of the pro-army seems to be mighty and noble, but in essence, his tasks and responsibilities are also quite complicated, and he is more tiring and bitter than the front-line generals.

Fortunately, Niu Gensheng was in the same year, full of energy, and he could still cope with it.

After settling these down, Li Yuanqing personally commanded Xu Heizi, Huang Guoshan, Kong Youde, and Shunzi, plus a number of auxiliary soldiers, to clean up the battlefield.

Although it was winter at this time, it was only the beginning of November, and due to the geographical location of Zhenjiang, the weather was not cold enough, and although these corpses had begun to solidify, they were far from being directly frozen in the cold winter.

As a result, these bodies must be disposed of in a timely manner.

Otherwise, once the plague is triggered, the consequences are simply unimaginable.

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