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Chapter 759: Victory does not mean the end of the war

The handsome flag is the heart of the army, and it cannot be moved lightly, whether it is the Ming Dynasty or the Tartars, they all know this truth. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The battlefield is now a pot of porridge, in the flank and rear of the two positions of the Ming army, there are also Tartar cavalry in the containment of the attack, on the frontal battlefield, the infantry and horse team on the side of Jizhen have driven the attacking Tartars out of the car formation, under the roar of heavy artillery, the Tartar army formation opposite Jizhen also began to scatter.

Not to mention the direction that the Huwei army is facing, the Tartar army formation faced by the Huwei army has been completely defeated, and there are strangulations on a few battlefields, which are also temporary.

Mu En had already begun to adjust the direction of the artillery, bombarding the Tartar cavalry attacking the flanks of the army, and the cavalry attacking here could not effectively rush to the front of the cart, and were disgraced by the fire and light artillery, and some were lucky enough to rush below, but they were either shot to death by the archers or poked to death by spears.

There was no way to advance or retreat, and the morale was extremely low, and when the artillery turned around and bombarded once, it immediately collapsed.

In the battle on the steppe, the rout of the Tartar cavalry did not necessarily mean defeat in the strict sense, because the steppe was vast, and the cavalry could be reassembled after retreating to a safe distance.

Rushing to the flanks of the chariot formation, this cavalry did not suffer many casualties, and the strength of this rout did not suffer any damage, but they were the first to see the yellow flag move.

Shuai Qi moved in a hurry in the direction of Naturalization City, and the prince was about to run away, so we are still stupidly insisting on something here.

Quiet down a little, every Tartar warrior is afraid, cavalry fighting, rushing and fighting, one dip and leave, the casualties will not be too big, treat this kind of infantry army, you can continue to harass, use the mobility to consume the enemy irritability, and finally seize the opportunity to defeat in one fell swoop.

But today's battle is different, look at the corpses of men and horses lying all over the ground, where the surviving companions scream, where the horses struggle helplessly.

The hearts of the people on the Tatar side began to chill, and some people began to think in their hearts, we were originally a tribe scattered on the steppe, nomadic for a living, why did we shed blood to defend your city.

More and more people saw the retreating banner, the Huwei army was attacking on its side, Jizhen was counterattacking on its side, and the Tartar army was on the defensive in an all-round way.

Shuai Qi retreated, even those who still wanted to insist on fighting couldn't hold on, the commander was like this, why should we die, and the artillery of the Ming army seems to be the thunder of demons, every roar will bring death, and the will to fight of these Ming troops is amazingly tenacious.

Obviously, they have broken into their array, and even broken so many holes, but the Ming army inside has not yet collapsed, and the teams roared and pounced to fight, what the hell is going on, they are alone in this grassland, we are under the city, the fire has been ignited, and the new force is constantly invested, why can the Ming army still hold on.

Listen to the ancestors, listen to the fathers, describe the army of the Han people, except for looking at the number of people, there is no merit, there are only a few hundred brave soldiers in the army of tens of thousands of people, these people are killed, the rest of the tens of thousands of people will be scattered, hundreds of cavalry to the Ming people under the city of 100,000 people, the Ming people only dare to close the city gate, do not dare to fight...... But what I encountered today was completely different, they were braver, more persistent, and the firearms.

Defeated, defeated, run, if you don't run, you will die here, it is glorious to die for victory, but in this rout, what is the point of dying, run away......

The Tartars' formation was like an avalanche, it quickly disintegrated, the positions and formations were collapsing, the generals and soldiers were scattering, and everyone was turning their horses and fleeing.

"General, the Tartars fled, and the Tartars fled."

In the position of Jizhen, a pro-soldier staggered to Yang Jin, shouting with a crying voice, Yang Jin held the handle of the knife tightly, hearing this, he didn't react in half a sound, and when he heard the shouts one after another in the car array, Yang Jin reacted, and his body shook before he stabilized.

Before the cannon sounded, the situation on the side of the Jizhen military formation was extremely critical, and Yang Jin kept the defense of the other directions of the car formation while pushing up the forces that could be called one by one.

The fire was ignited, the enemy's cavalry came in one by one, the situation became more and more critical, Yang Jin and his personal guards were also ready, ready to rise at any time.

When the thunderous cannon sounded, the trebuchets collapsed, the pressure began to decrease little by little, and the Tartar cavalry, who had been desperately rushing in, began to be less resolute and began to retreat gradually, until now.

"Fight the fire, go put out the fire"

Yang Jin, who shook his head, finally reacted and began to give orders loudly, the coach Wang Tong put the grain and grass on the side of Jizhen's position to protect, at that time he also felt that Wang Tong felt that Jizhen would definitely take on the main battle, and felt that he could not protect the grain, now look, the Huwei army clearly does not want these East to tie their hands and feet, they have long been ready for the main battle.

Thousands of foot soldiers and dozens of heavy artillery actually crushed the Tartar cavalry nearly ten times as much, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it was devastating.

"Unbelievable, unbelievable"

Yang Jin was whispering in his mouth, until now he was still in a trance, Wang Tong is twenty-two years old this year, and he has been in the army for more than five years, how can he fight like this.

"My lord, my lord, the marshal has given an order, ordering our army to send troops to pursue the enemy"

Yang Jin shook his head and hurriedly ordered loudly.

After all, a few hundred steps apart, the Tartar commander under the yellow flag ran first, and it was impossible for Wang Tong to catch up, and after chasing for a mile or so, Wang Tong stopped the pursuit.

"Ordered all teams to pursue the remnants of the enemy without having to go a mile, and return to the army to clear up the remnants of the enemy."

Approaching this point, the city of Naturalization City became clearer and clearer, Wang Tong looked at it immediately, and said to himself:

"It's just a stronger, larger Cangzhou city"

After speaking, Le Ma turned around and walked towards the main formation of the army, although the Tartar soldiers and horses were mainly cavalry, coming and going like the wind, but the Ming army also had nearly 5,000 cavalry.

In the pursuit and clearance of Fang Cai, the cavalry of the Ming army was also prominent, and the effect of the pursuit was not to be said, but in fact it divided the battlefield, and some of the Tartar cavalry who did not have time to escape were trapped in it, and now it is the opportunity to completely sweep it away.

At this time, there was no suspense in the battle situation, the Ming army already had an absolute advantage, the Tartar army was scattered, the commander fled, and the rest of the people did not even have the will to resist.

Either he was killed on his horse, or he wailed and dismounted and knelt down in surrender, and by the time Wang Tong returned to his main formation, it was almost over.

The artillerymen took snow from the places where they had not yet been trampled and used it to wipe the barrels of their guns, while the gunners wet the cloth towels they carried with them and wiped the barrels of their guns.

After a continuous fire, the metal barrel and the barrel of the gun became hot, and if it was not cooled down in time, the next shot could not be used.

In addition to the infantry of the two regiments, the rest of the soldiers began to clean up the battlefield, the Tatar cavalry suffered heavy casualties, and there were Tartar cavalry on the battlefield who were temporarily incapacitated, but could still survive.

The security guards and civilians in the car formation also went out to search, on the one hand, to search the corpses of gold, silver, belongings and weapons, on the other hand, to collect the intact Tartar horses, and to assist the artillery team to sort out the artillery.

Wang Tong was also a little relieved at this time, and picked up the water bladder on his side and prepared to take a few sips, but now the water in the pouch had been frozen solidly, and there was no water to pour down.

Now the sun is sinking in the west, the sky is dark, from the battle to the present, a few hours have passed, and he doesn't care about drinking water at all, Wang Tong shook his head and smiled and hung the water bladder on the edge of the saddle, looked back, and now the guards have a feeling of unfinished thinking on their faces, and they can't help but ask:

"Isn't that a win? Why do you have such a face? ”

It is not a trivial matter to be asked by the coach like this, but seeing Wang Tong's kind expression, Han just said in a rough voice:

"Dashuai, you see that other people are playing wonderfully, but we don't move much......"

Before he finished speaking, Chen Dahe, who was following Wang Tong, frowned, opened his mouth and scolded:

"Ridiculous, your job is to protect the marshal, thinking about what to do in battle, in this kind of war, the safety of the marshal is the most important......"

Wang Tong smiled and waved his hand, and said teasingly:

"Don't worry, do you think the battle is over? This is just the beginning. ”

After saying this, the crowd, who looked at each other, rode to the edge of the chariot formation, facing the cart on the side of the Tartars, and occasionally an arrow was nailed to it, and the others were unharmed.

Wang Tong turned over and dismounted, climbed into the cart, sat there comfortably, tired for a day, finally able to rest and rest, I don't know how many people on the battlefield are looking at Wang Tong, seeing the coach sit down so easily, the battlefield was quiet at first, by not knowing who started first, cheers exploded violently.

Everyone was shouting, everyone was cheering, shouting everything, but in the end it was unified into one word:

"Wan Sheng, Wan Sheng..."

The mountains are roaring and the tsunami is blowing, and the Tartar cavalry has not yet entered the city, and there is still a possibility of killing it back, but everyone knows that the Tartars will not come back, and even if they come back, they will continue to be defeated, and everyone has this confidence.

The fire on the side of the Jizhen position has been extinguished, and Yang Jin, who presided over the position, also came here on horseback, Wang Tong sat in the carriage and looked at him with a smile, Yang Jin was a little ashamed, got off the horse and bowed down and said:

"Dashuai, nearly half of the grain and grass have been burned......"

"Don't worry about food and grass."

Wang Tong said indifferently, Yang Jin couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, hesitated to change the question, and said:

"Dashuai, there are 1,200 Tartar prisoners, what should be done?"