It is still on this great plain, last night, a legend of the starry sky on a rainy night was staged, and today, the war is still going on.

Although it is a rush to the road, but after consuming a night's physical strength, it will eventually be impossible to get rid of the Ming Dynasty army that raised jīng. The Houjin army, which was entangled with hunger, cold, exhaustion, frustration, defeat, fear, etc., was once again overtaken by the Ming army.

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"Sure enough, it's a lost dog, and it's too slow, when is it, and it's just running here, the Tartar doesn't cut a piece of ròu down this time, don't think about leaving......" As a cavalry expert, Man Gui saw the Tartar in the distance from a distance, and after gradually catching closer, he confronted each other from a distance, and observed the situation of the Tartar a little, Man Gui came to this conclusion.

After saying a word contemptuously, Man Gui led a large group of people to stick up. As a temporary vanguard of Man Gui, this time, is finally found the opportunity to gallop on horseback, this time in this big battle, he has always been Qin Liang yù's right to brave, although the horse team manager looks good, but, there is actually no chance to play, scout battle, covering the battlefield, this, most of it is máo Wenlong is doing, the army has white pole soldiers, burning Tartars is done by people from the General Staff, he is on the entire battlefield this time, basically playing soy sauce, this time chasing Tartar team, it is good to say, to come to such a "vanguard" opportunity, led the men and horses to chase wildly, if he didn't stretch out his hands and feet this time, it is estimated that after this battle, he won't even be able to drink soup.

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Yuan Chonghuan also led the men and horses, rode horses and hurried, the task assigned to him was to be a strange soldier, ready to rest the next day to give the Tartars a "surprise", unexpectedly, the white pole soldiers were too powerful, the Tartars did not dare to fight, the white pole soldiers were close to the Tartar camp overnight, and then received the news of Qin Liang yù, Qin Liang yù had already burned the Tartar camp clean, only said that he died a lot, died very miserably, let him quickly lead the troops up, it was late, I was afraid that I would not even be able to drink the Tartar soup.

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When approaching the Tartar camp that was burned to ruins, Yuan Chonghuan understood what the Tanma who sent him the message meant, this Tartar camp was really burned to ashes, and its tragic condition could only be described as miserable.

The broken corpses, flags, armor, and all kinds of objects were scattered all over the place, and the broken camp tents, a few scorched, and half of the fence still standing, were all that was part of the camp.

Yuan Chonghuan was shocked, although he had known in advance that this hot air balloon would win well, but he didn't expect that it would be this kind of ending. Looking at the Tartars, the big battalion was stunned.

"I've seen Lord Yuan"

"I've seen Lord Yuan" Ma Xianglin, Staff Officer Huang and a few others came to greet Yuan Chonghuan with everyone.

Yuan Chonghuan woke up from the shock and hurriedly returned the salute.

After a little greeting, Yuan Chonghuan really couldn't help but ask about last night, and after asking, he still had to rush to chase Qin Liang.

"Dare to ask General Ma, is this Tartar camp really burned by a hot air balloon? This burns so cleanly, I look at a lot of dead Tartars," Yuan Chonghuan asked curiously.

"What Lord Yuan said is not bad, this is the hot air balloon burned, last night, I waited for nothing to do, just sat there and watched the camp of the Tartars burn like this, rushed over overnight, the fire has not been extinguished, to the dawn, the fire is gradually extinguished, this fire, is indeed the Tartar burned badly, this no, I heard the horse said, the Tartar even the horse is scattered a lot, it can be seen that last night's panic, the commander-in-chief has been tired of the Tartar, caught up, estimated mō, can also catch up with many Tartars, I wait for this step, it is really short, Otherwise, I would have caught up with it earlier......" Ma Xianglin was also excited when he talked about last night's experience, and said that it was a pity that he couldn't chase the Tartars.

“…… Awesome, awesome......" Yuan Chonghuan listened and nodded, he didn't see the spectacle of the starry sky on a rainy night with his own eyes, he couldn't imagine the scene at that time, he could only infer the situation last night from the Tartar camp that was burned to ruins. After listening to Ma Xianglin's explanation, some thoughts unconsciously entwined Yuan Chonghuan, and Yuan Chonghuan's originally somewhat proud head began to lower and become melancholy.

"Lord Yuan doesn't know, last night's fire, at least burned more than 10,000 Tartars, and now he is still counting it carefully, this burn is really miserable, a lot of it has to be pieced together, in order to count one, tsk, tsk, tsk, miserable......" The staff officer surnamed Huang also said, at this time, his pale face finally got used to it, no longer white, his face was full of flying looks. ,

"More than 10,000 ......" Yuan Chonghuan muttered to himself, this remark, to his shock even greater, originally because of the victory of Songshan Fort and famous, some proud and complacent Yuan Chonghuan, is completely frozen, only dispatched more than 100 hot air balloons, burned the Tartars like this, more than 10,000 Tartars died here, but the camp did not move, that is to say, Qin Liang yù This battle, almost no casualties, killed more than 10,000 Tartars in one fell swoop, and achieved the greatest battle merit with very small losses, the battle loss ratio is tens to more than 10,000, Maybe even lower, thinking of this, Yuan Chonghuan's mouth, numb, not a taste at first, he fought in Songshan Fort, tried his best, tried his best, fought with the Tartars, fought hard, and only killed 8,000 enemies, his own losses were almost the same as the Tartars, the gap between them, so that Yuan Chonghuan is not a taste, such a huge gap, since the victory of Songshan Fort, the joy is gone.

The bitter taste kept rising in Yuan Chonghuan's heart.

“…… How can there be so many? More than 10,000 ......"Bitterness, constantly emanating from Yuan Chonghuan's heart, bitter to his face, and bitter to his whole body. Yuan Chonghuan didn't know and couldn't figure out, was the battle of Songshan Fort a big victory or a big defeat? White làng Fei Shi pawns' xìng life?

"Lord Yuan doesn't know, if you want to say that there are burned to death, there are actually not many, Xia Guan estimates that at most there are three achievements that are unbelievable, and more, it is smoked to death,...... At that time, the lower official said, this is God harvesting tartars, a fire is burning, and there is such a rain, this is not God harvesting tartars. Now it seems that this is indeed the case, many Tartar corpses are not injured or scarred, and they have been smoked to death......" The more the staff officer surnamed Huang said, the happier he became, and when it came to the proud, he couldn't help but boast about his strength.

"......" Yuan Chonghuan didn't know what to say, and then looked at the Tartar camp that was burned to ruins in the distance, and he was inexplicably melancholy, a big victory or a big defeat?

"Everyone, Yuan is leaving, and the commander-in-chief is still urging the official to go to answer it, so he won't stay long, and after the triumph, he will drink with you" Yuan Chonghuan tried hard to break free from the melancholy that was bothering him, and said loudly, his destination was not here, but to pick up Qin Liang, and after the melancholy, he immediately cheered up and prepared to answer Qin Liang, although he had tried his best to shake away those melancholy, but those melancholy always surrounded Yuan Chonghuan.

"Then don't stay more, when the adults are triumphant, they will definitely have a good drink......" Everyone saw that Yuan Chonghuan was leaving, and they didn't dare to stay, so they said some goodbye slightly. Yuan Chonghuan led the men and horses and rushed forward.

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Man Gui successfully got close to the Tartar, and after a few rounds of sāo disturbance, the exhausted Tartar had to stop and confront Man Gui, otherwise, let Man Gui be disturbed like this, he would not be able to go, not to mention, the Ming army had already arrived.

"Commander-in-chief, this Tartar is really a lost dog, and this is going a little slower." After Man Gui stuck to the Tartar, he no longer made too many moves, but waited for the arrival of the large group of people, his thousands of people, in the face of tens of thousands of Tartars, were still too thin, and as soon as he met with Qin Liang, he immediately commented on the Tartar.

"Indeed, looking at today's Tartars, these jīng spirits are very poor, and the team of people over there is not a foot soldier?" Qin Liang yù also saw that the jīng qi god of the Tartar was a few grades worse than in the past, the people were still those people, but the original jīng qi god was gone, and what was even more outrageous was that the Tartars who rode shè for a living actually had a team of foot soldiers, this team of foot soldiers, standing sparsely, without a little formation, it seems, hún luàn incomparable, Qin Liang yù, who was extremely familiar with the foot soldiers, could see at a glance that these people were not foot soldiers, but horseless cavalry.

"Yes, commander-in-chief, this is strange, in the past, the Tartars beat our foot soldiers, bullying our cavalry not much, now, we are going to open the meat, beat the Tartar foot soldiers, this time, the commander-in-chief must let the end of the future do this thing......" Man Gui said happily, he has always taken a fancy to the Tartar team, and wants to use this team of foot soldiers to open the meat, but, after trying a few times, the Tartars are desperately intercepted, after making trouble a few times, Man Gui simply stopped making trouble, and when the team arrived, could they still run? Can two tuǐ outrun four tuǐ? That's not two thousand living people, that's two thousand heads......

"Hehehe, it's good to say, since the governor intends to have that team of foot soldiers, then jiāo to the governor is ......" Qin Liang said generously, at this time, Qin Liang yù's mood was exceptionally good. ,

"Tartar didn't sleep all night, burned the camp again, rained again, and now he is cold and hungry, and his whole body is tired. It's not easy for the Tartar to be able to hold on to this at this time...... "Máo Wenlong also looked disdainful, and smiled and commented on the Tartar in front of him, the appearance of the Tartar that is scattered, how much will he suffer.

"Máo Shuai is reasonable, since this is the case, then I will ...... wait, huh......" Qin Liang was about to give the order to attack, but saw that the Tartars suddenly changed formation......

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The team of Houjin walking slower and slower was desolate, and the back had been caught up by the Ming army, and sāo had been disturbed several times.

"Great Khan, the one who came behind was Man Gui of the Ming Dynasty, and he had already done it a few times, Great Khan, if it goes on like this, I'm afraid it won't work, I have to think of a way......" Zierharang said anxiously, he was in charge of the broken queen, and now he was glued by Man Gui, and he couldn't get out easily.

As soon as these words came out, the people around Huang Taiji were silent.

"It's too much to deceive people, fourth brother, we still have forty or fifty thousand horses in Dajin, he has thousands of people, and he dares to stick it up, I really don't know whether to live or die, fourth brother, in my opinion, it's better to put down the formation, kill it, and completely solve Mangui, so that the Ming Dynasty will not dare to chase, otherwise, if you go on like this, when will it be the head" Amin's fiery temper broke out, and he was going to kill a horse pistol.

"Yes, Great Khan, there are so many of us, is it necessary to be afraid of him thousands?"

"Master, let's do it, kill Man Gui, the Ming Dynasty knows that it is powerful, so naturally he doesn't dare to chase it anymore......"

In the crowd, there was an immediate burst of shouting.

"How? People are full of food and sleep enough to chase us, look at us, all of them are like faded jī, do you still have two or two strengths? Can you still pull a bow horse? Is there any piece of the body that is not soaked? Immediately, there was a fierce opposition.

"Great Khan, still can't fight, although Mangui is only 6,000, but Tanma said, there are 20,000 less people from the Ming Dynasty, it is estimated that the horse team on the ground is pulled, if you fight with Mangui, it is to fight with 20,000 Ming Dynasty cavalry, our Dajin is so tired, soaking wet, and has not eaten, this rain bow, the bow can't be pulled, this is almost no chance of winning, Great Khan, can't fight" There are also people who strongly oppose.

"What, if you're scared, don't fight, so what should you do? There are so many of us who can't walk, do we let them wait for death? The fiery quarrel immediately became louder.

Huang Taiji closed his eyes, silent, let everyone quarrel, whether he fought or not, he was not good at making decisions, today's Dajin is weak and tired to the extreme, until now, drenched in the rain and not dry clothes, not to say, not to eat, if it is glued by the Ming Dynasty, it will be all over, but if you don't fight, what about so many people who can't walk and can't get out of the back? Do those people have any other way than to die? Back then, they were also chasing the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty who couldn't run on the grassland, and now, the Ming Dynasty is chasing them in turn.

"Report ......" The crowd was arguing, and a scout horse shouted in the distance and rushed over.

The quarrel of the crowd stopped for a moment to see what news there was.

"What's the matter?" Someone didn't care about anything and shouted loudly.

"Asayan has returned, saying that he has something important to report to the Great Khan......" said the tanma.

"What about people?" Someone shouted in place of Huang Taiji.

"Back to Erbeylor, I'm injured, I'm ...... in the back" Seeing that it was Amin who asked, the Tanma looked at Huang Taiji and replied.

Everyone was expected to go, and in the distance a man was hunched on horseback, covered in blood, and it seemed that he was very badly injured.

Huang Taiji hurriedly stood up, stepped forward, and helped the injured man off his horse.

"Asayaan, what's wrong?" Huang Taiji asked softly. A crowd gathered around, ready to see what news the wealthy Tanma had brought.

"Master, let's go,......" The man tried hard to open his eyes, looked at it, and saw that it was Huang Taiji, the light in his eyes calmed down slightly, and said hard. It can be seen from the blood on this body that the injury is extremely serious.

"What's wrong?" Huang Taiji hugged this person and asked as calmly as possible.

“…… Master, the slave crossed the defense line of the Ming Dynasty to explore the horse, went over there to find the lost horse, and saw that the Ming Dynasty had a large team of men and horses rushing over, led by Yuan Chonghuan, the governor of Liaodong in the Ming Dynasty, master, go quickly, there are reinforcements in the Ming Dynasty...... "This man covered in blood worked hard to make the words clearest word by word.

Although these words are intermittent and not very clear, the meaning that comes out is extremely shocking How did Yuan Chonghuan come to the Sancha River? This is really a bolt from the blue, no wonder the Ming Dynasty is so confident, it seems that it has been prepared for a long time. The faces of the crowd were immediately difficult to see. ,

"Are you sure? How many people are there? How far is it going? Huang Taiji asked in a calm tone as much as possible, but no matter how much he suppressed the shock in his heart, an anxious look inevitably appeared on his face, and his hands trembled even more.

"Go back to the master, the slave can be sure, the slave has seen Yuan Chonghuan's appearance, it will never be wrong, the centaur slave didn't see it too clearly, there are about thousands, from here, I'm afraid that there will be one or two miles, it will be there in a moment, master, go quickly, ......" After speaking, this Houjin Tanma, called Asayan, put the clairvoyant mirror on his body, jiāo to Huang Taiji's hand, tilted his head, and lost his breath.

Shock and fear permeated the surroundings.

Huang Taiji held the clairvoyant mirror's hand and trembled uncontrollably.

How did Yuan Chonghuan get to the battlefield of Sancha River? This question shocked everyone, Jinning is hundreds of miles away from here, and there is still a gap between them, thousands of people unconsciously crossed them and ran to the Sancha River, which made them almost unimaginable, can people fly?

"Retreat......" Huang Taiji instantly seemed to be a lot older, and his body, which had been trying to straighten up, became rickety again, and said calmly.

Everyone listened to what Huang Taiji said, they all lowered their heads and stayed, no one dared to say that they would stay and fight to the death, now, there is only one way, that is, to escape, the reinforcements of the Ming Dynasty, one after another, even Yuan Chonghuan, an impossible soldier and horse, appeared, what else is impossible.

“…… Who wants to stay behind? Huang Taiji asked calmly again.

Everyone kept their heads low again, and after they left, there was only one way to die.

"If there is no one, then Ben Khan will stay......" Huang Taiji said calmly.

The heads of the people were lowered again, and no one dared to raise their heads again.

"Great Khan, I'll stay......" Zilharang also said calmly.

Seeing that Zilharang stood up, everyone raised their heads again and looked at Jilharang with admiration.

“…… That's okay, Zilharang, you can stay, Beyler, gather 4,000 men and horses for Zilharang to stay behind the broken queen, and in addition, those who don't have horses, also leave the broken queen......" Huang Taiji said calmly.

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On the battlefield, it was a one-sided slaughter.

Under the pressure of Qin Liangyi, Man Gui rushed towards the 2,000 Houjin foot soldiers, and the 2,000 Houjin "foot soldiers", some people, did not even have weapons in their hands, and the arrows were sparsely pulled, and the bows and arrows that had been drenched in the rain for a long time could not have powerful arrows at all, and the bowstring could not withstand pulling.

The cavalry of the Ming Dynasty rushed towards the phalanx of the two thousand Houjin "foot soldiers", experienced a short "rain of arrows", and instantly crashed into the phalanx of the Houjin foot soldiers, this so-called phalanx, collapsed instantly, and the scene suddenly turned into a massacre.

Máo Wenlong slammed head-on into the Tartar cavalry that came forward to intercept it, which gave some cavalry the style of a decisive battle.