"Your Majesty, we have won, a big victory!"

As the sun set, the smoke of gunpowder by the Luan River had not yet dissipated, Zhang Guodong returned from the battlefield on horseback, came to the emperor's imperial tent, and happily reported the news.

The tent was set up on the top of a hill a few miles away from the battlefield, and from the hill you could see the battlefield in the valley below. The smoke of gunfire has not cleared on the battlefield, but the sound of artillery has already faded.

The shouts of killing gradually decreased, and were replaced by bursts of cheers.

Hauge's cavalry had broken up and was being divided and annihilated, and they had the heart to break through, but they were powerless to do so.

"Victory was expected." Liu Jun was dressed in a military uniform and carried a sword at his waist, but this distance was already the front line that the generals could agree that the emperor was close to the battlefield. As the king of a country, his subordinates would not let him really get close to the battlefield no matter what, let alone let him go to the battlefield to charge and kill the enemy.

However, a real battle should be planned before the battle begins.

In Liu Jun's often saying, that is, not to fight unprepared wars. Before a real battle, it is necessary to have a strategy planned in advance, judge the time and seize the situation, find out the situation between the enemy and us, and make comprehensive preparations.

From intelligence reconnaissance, the number of enemy troops and horses, geographical victories, and logistical supply must be mastered. And the most important thing is their own preparation, the state of training of the soldiers of the army, the situation of equipment, the supply of food and salary, the transportation of materials, and so on.

As long as everything is ready, it is suitable for war. And once the war starts, then it means that the pre-war preparations have been sufficient, the goal of the war has been clear, and the morale of the army is fully available. And if you do this, you have more than enough odds to win.

Unless it is forced to fight, an active war, before the war. If you don't have a 70% chance of winning, you shouldn't fight.

This battle of Luanhe, and even the entire battle of Yanbei, were already fully prepared, and when Liu Jun decided to start the war, he already had more than eighty percent chance of winning.

Cavalry units have already attacked.

These cavalrymen were constantly recuperating, and they followed the emperor's orders. In the first half of the battle, the battle was watched from a distance. When the cavalry of the Qing army was besieged and strangled by artillery and infantry, and finally exhausted and unable to continue, the cavalry of the Han army killed it in one fell swoop with full spirit.

They crisscrossed everywhere, like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves, scattering the Qing cavalry that was about to collapse, cutting it down, and trampling it to the ground.

"I want a perfect win. Tell the soldiers, don't let go of a Qing army, here, is their end. Tell the Dongyu that if he abandons his weapons and surrenders, he can save his life, and if he resists stubbornly, he will be killed. ”

The herald hurriedly wrote down the emperor's words.

Liu Jun added, "For those captives who are willing to abandon their weapons and surrender." Don't mutilate, these people are also valuable labor when they are captured. They will be the property of the empire in the future, you know. ”

"Yes."

Watching the cavalry brothers roar by, cutting down those Qing captives who couldn't escape to the ground, and watching many Qing captives finally throw down their weapons in despair, dismount and kneel to surrender, Cao Donggen felt extremely comfortable.

His legs were as heavy as lead. But the mood is extremely happy.

"We won, we won!"

Cao Donggen cheered and pounced on his companions, and picked him up, the tall Spanish mercenary Teprang was picked up by Cao Donggen, who was much younger than himself, and spun around a few times, and he was not angry after landing on the ground. He was also excited, and he even held Cao Donggen's face with both hands and kissed him twice.

The companions next to him laughed together, and Cao Donggen hurriedly broke away from Teplan, and kept wiping his kissed face.

"We won, brothers, we won!"

In less than a day, they had defeated 30,000 Qing cavalry, a result accomplished by their Han infantry of similar numbers.

"Cheap those cavalry, we are exhausted, now that the Tartars have been defeated, we have no strength to pursue, so let the cavalry pick up a big bargain."

"So what, this battle was won by our infantry, and no one can erase it, His Majesty the Emperor saw it with his own eyes. We've had enough meat, and now we're going to let the cavalry have some soup. Let them shine with us, brothers, and let us rest in place. ”

The company commander, Zhao Xuanzhu, walked over and began to ask the teams to report the numbers, register the casualties, and record the results.

There were more than 200 people in the company, and there were nearly 200 people left at this time, with more than 20 casualties, nearly one-tenth of the casualty rate. This casualty rate is not high for a large battle of 70,000 or 80,000 men, especially since they are still line infantry with a very high casualty rate.

Fortunately, they are only facing a group of traditional cavalry with no infantry and no artillery, if the other side is also equipped with a large number of artillery and muskets, the two sides can only fight in the most tragic queue to shoot the battle, this tactic, a frontal field battle, even if the casualties of the line infantry reach more than fifty percent is not unusual.

Teprang couldn't help but be grateful to God, their opponent was just a group of backward barbarians. No matter how ferocious the barbarians are, they are no match at all in front of a large-scale firearms force.

"Check the ammo pack, see how much ammo is left, and then check your guns."

Cao Donggen didn't have to count his ammunition pack, and he knew that he still had 120 rounds of paper ammunition left at this time.

Before going to war, each of them had fired a full 300 rounds of paper bullets, and he clearly remembered that he had fired a total of 180 rounds on the battlefield today.

In the whole battle, he fired 180 rounds of paper bullets, of which 71 were missed, of which 27 were shot but not killed, 35 were shot but not killed, and 9 were fired by the enemy's horses. There were more than a hundred rounds in the confusion and did not hit the target.

And miraculously, from beginning to end, he was not injured in the slightest.

In addition to being thirsty and hungry, he was extremely tired, felt sweaty, his clothes were wet, and his legs were heavy, and he didn't even hurt a little oily skin, which has to be said to be a miracle.

The company commander recorded the results of Cao Donggen's report, and looking at the numbers in the small notebook, Zhao Xuanzhu patted him on the shoulder, "Boy, it seems that you were born to eat this bowl of rice." When you get back, you'll be at least a sergeant major, and maybe you'll get a medal. Boy, I would recommend you to get a sniper training, and in the future, you may be able to become a good sniper, and in the future, you may be able to blow the head of the enemy commander in the head! ”

Cao Donggen saluted excitedly, "Chief Xie cultivates." ”

"This is an opportunity you earned yourself, so cherish it. I know you're Korean, but right now, you're a soldier of the Han Empire, and you're probably about to be promoted to a sergeant major, or even an officer in the future, so you should remember that when you join the Han Empire, you're no longer a Korean, you're a citizen of the Empire, a soldier of the Han Empire, you know? ”

"Yes." Cao Donggen was indescribably excited, became an officer of the empire, became a citizen of the empire, and from now on, he and his descendants will be a member of this powerful empire, and will be the subjects of the empire for generations.

"Cherish it, not everyone can become a subject of the empire. If you want to be a member of the empire, you have to dedicate and contribute your strength to the empire. ”

At this time, there was a sudden burst of earth-shattering cheers ahead.

"What's going on?"

Zhao Xuanzhu asked in a loud voice to a cavalryman passing by on horseback.

The cavalryman glanced back at him and laughed loudly, "Hauge has been caught, Hauge, Prince Su of the Tartars, one of the four auxiliary kings, and the eldest son of Huang Taiji." He was caught by us, caught by us. ”

Hauge was finally broken up with his subordinates in the breakout, he was bent on breaking through and refused to surrender, but he couldn't kill the siege when the Han cavalry finally attacked, Hauge finally had no chance to escape.

In the end, Hauge was surrounded, but he still swore to the death, and the war horse was killed, and he still did not surrender. In the end, if it weren't for the soldiers of the Haixi Jurchen tribe in the cavalry of the Han army who recognized him as Prince Su Haoge, I am afraid that he would have been shot and killed indiscriminately.

His identity saved his life, and after hearing that this was actually the commander of the Qing army, the Han cavalry refused to kill him again, and finally used a rope to trap him and successfully captured him.

"Your Majesty, hauge has been caught."

This good news quickly spread to Liu Jun, and Liu Jun was very happy to hear the news and brought him here.

Hauge, who was escorted to the royal tent on the mountain, was extremely embarrassed, his helmet had long been left behind, and the armor on his body was full of mud, even the discernment was scattered, his cloak was scattered, and several wounds on his body were still bleeding.

"Get on your knees!"

When the guards saw that Hauge was tied up, but they refused to kneel when they came in, they immediately shouted and reprimanded him, and then kicked him in the crook of the leg, knocking him to his knees.

Liu Jun glanced at Haoge a few times, sneered a few times, and saw that his face was full of unruly looks, and waved his hand, "I don't like to see his pig's tail cut." ”

Immediately, a guard pro-soldier stepped forward, and without saying a word, pulled his loose hair.

Hauge struggled as hard as he could, but the sturdy guards couldn't move, and only heard a few clicks, and the handful of hair was eventually cut off. After the guards finished cutting, they looked at the rest of the section and felt uncomfortable, so they raised their knives and started to do it, and shaved his head by the way.

In a moment, Hauge became a big bald head, because his struggle when he shaved his head, the shaving was not very clean, but a bit like a leprosy head, and it was scratched in several places, and many blood beads appeared, making it blue and white and red.

The soldiers in the imperial tent couldn't help laughing when they looked at this.

"Hauge, you are now my prisoner, and I give you two choices. Either you live or you die. Which one do you want to choose? If you want to live, then surrender to me, and if you choose to die, I will also fulfill you. ”

To live or to die, it's a tough choice! (To be continued.) )