Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Dead
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Under the protection of the Qing army, Wu Sangui returned to Shanhaiguan again, but after the killing, Wu Sangui was also dumbfounded.
Right in front of him, two groups of Guan Ning soldiers dressed in the same clothes were killing each other, slashing each other, and the corpses were all over the ground, even more cruel than the enemy.
"What are you doing, don't stop Ben Shuai!"
Wu Sangui is so authoritative, he usually says nothing, but it doesn't work now, after he finished shouting, a few people suddenly stared at him.
"Brothers, this dog traitor surrendered to the Manchus, cut off Wu Sangui's head, and dedicated it to King Chuang!"
These people shouted and rushed towards Wu Sangui, and the big traitor's brows also stood up, and he could only swing his sword to cut down these guys, and Yang Kun and others around him were also unceremonious, slashing and killing.
The remnants of the Guan Ning army all knelt down in front of Wu Sangui and wept bitterly: "Dashuai, rumors are spreading in the city, saying that Dashuai has been cleared, and the thieves' men and horses have come in, and many people have surrendered to the thieves, turned around, and killed each other. Marshal, you, if you don't come back, Guan Ningjun will be finished! ”
Wu Sangui looked at these people, let out a long breath, and asked sharply: "If Ben Shuai sues everyone, it's not a rumor, what should you do?" ”
These people were stunned for a moment, and looked up at the Qing army behind Wu Sangui, and they all understood what was going on. Several of the leading soldiers slammed into the ground and kowtowed a few times.
"Dashuai, no matter what, the villain swears to follow Dashuai to the death, and he has no two hearts."
"Don't worry, Dashuai, wherever you go, we will follow."
These soldiers kept kowtowing, and Wu Sangui finally had a little comfort, there were still people who were loyal to him.
At this moment, Ma Bao, the love general, suddenly fled in a hurry with the remnants of the defeated army. The gang was almost all blackened, and Ma Bao was like a hell imp, his helmet was gone, his head was burnt yellow, and there was a foul smell.
Seeing Wu Sangui, Ma Bao rolled down directly from the war horse, and he didn't care about the pain all over his body, and fell down at Wu Sangui's feet: "Dashuai, the big thing is not good, the warehouse has been burned, and all the food is gone!" ”
"What?" As soon as Wu Sangui heard this, he almost fell off his war horse, food is the root of life, if it is gone, how can they live!
"What about Gao Di, he is not taking care of the grain, why is it still burned, Ben Shuai wants to settle accounts with him."
"Don't look for it, Mr. Gao is dead!"
This sentence was like a thunderbolt, and it hit Wu Sangui's head, and the thunder made him scorched on the outside and tender on the inside, and the sky was spinning, and he almost fell under the horse.
The three giants of the Guanning Army, Li Yutian, the governor of Liaodong, have been killed by him, and now Gao Di, the chief soldier of Shanhaiguan, is dead again, which is really out of his bearing.
"Say, who is it, who killed General Gao?" Wu Sangui gritted his teeth and said.
"Dashuai, I've only heard that it is, it's ......"
"Who is it, tell me!"
"It was led by Mr. Li Jibo, and it seems that Mr. Gao died at the hands of Gu Zhenhua."
Yes!
Wu Sangui screamed in pain, and the wound on his mouth oozed blood again, and his mouth was full of blood, just like a bloodsucking demon, hideous and terrifying. Wu Sangui ignored these, gritted his teeth and shouted: "Gu Zhenhua, you rat generation, Ben Shuai must tear you apart!" ”
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At this time, Gu Zhenhua didn't know that his masterpiece had made Wu Sangui almost mad, and all his thoughts were on the battle with the Manchus.
Just after Gu Zhenhua led the cavalry to join the camp of the Dashun army, the Manchu army also went out of the city gate, lined up the formation, Duoduo personally commanded, and the Eight Banners attacked.
Thousands of war horses stepped on a neat rhythm and pressed towards the Dashun army. They weren't fast, but every step was extraordinarily shocking. Through the ground, the shock wave reached the hearts of every soldier, and people couldn't help but be terrified.
The two sides were getting closer and closer, and the distance was almost within 100 paces, when the Manchu cavalry suddenly stopped, took their bows and shot arrows, and a dense rain of arrows shot towards the Dashun army.
The power of the Manchu Qing's heavy arrows was amazing, and hundreds of soldiers fell to the ground in an instant, and even if they were lucky enough not to die, they completely lost their combat effectiveness. However, the Dashun army was also extremely tenacious, even if there were heavy casualties, but it did not mess up the formation.
The blow worked, and the Manchu cavalry quickly mounted their horses and quickly urged their mounts. In an instant, it was like a landslide and the ground cracked, and the cavalry was like a flood that burst the embankment, flooding towards the Dashun army.
The distance between the two sides reached about thirty paces, and the musketeers of the Dashun army finally knocked the trigger, and the lead shot went out, hitting the Qing soldiers who were attacking head-on. However, these projectiles were not strong enough to penetrate the thick armor of the Manchu cavalry, and only a few fell off their horses, and the other cavalry continued to rush forward.
Gu Zhenhua was also watching the battle from behind, and his brows immediately wrinkled, the firearms of the Dashun army were all those garbage goods of the Ming army, and a round of shooting did not hurt a few Qing troops, but because of the explosion, he killed and injured a lot, and the inferior arms killed people!
It was too late, it was fast, and in a short distance, the musketeers of the Dashun army could only shoot one round, so they had to retreat, leaving the sword and shield soldiers to meet the Manchu Qing.
One of the soldiers smirked and threw the axe in his hand, which smashed a shield, and he pulled the chain back, and the shield shattered immediately. This guy skillfully swung his axe and slashed towards the soldiers of the Dashun Army, a stream of red liquid burst out, and the soldiers of the Dashun Army were split in half.
These Tartars had different weapons, including knives, clubs, throwing axes, and javelins, but without exception, all of them were skillful, and a single charge crushed the advance of the Dashun army.
Li Yan's eyes straightened, these are the elite of the Dashun army, and they can't even withstand a round of attacks, how amazing is the combat effectiveness of the Manchu Qing Dynasty!
"Brothers, stop me and don't retreat!"
Li Yan personally ordered, urging the Dashun army and the Manchu Qing to fight, the Dashun army is also the elite who crawled out of countless battles, although the equipment is not as good as the Manchu Qing, but their desperate strength is not bad at all, relying on a bloody bravery, regardless of casualties, stepping on the corpses poured up, and the Tartars also fell into trouble.
"Lord Wang, the warriors can't bear it, let's add more people."
Duoduo nodded, this round of attacks was just to test the combat effectiveness of the Dashun army, and there was a sneer on the corner of his mouth: "Amba, Achang, each of you will take two Niu Lu and attack from the left and right wings!" ”
"Yes!"
Two sturdy Tartar leaders jumped out and rushed towards the Dashun army with their men at a gallop. Two more hammers were hit on the front, and every moment the Dashun army fell, and there were more and more corpses on the ground.
Gu Zhenhua, who was watching the battle, frowned together, he had always regarded the Manchu Qing as the biggest opponent, but after really meeting this opponent, he also felt the horror of the Manchu Qing.
The nomadic fishing and hunting peoples can consume a lot of high-quality protein, and their natural physique is far superior to that of the farming people, and they have the greatest weapon of war horses, and their mobility is beyond imagination.
Originally, the agrarian people had wise brains and advanced armaments, and they could also achieve balance and even victory. But those traitors passed on advanced production technology to the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and after decades of accumulation, the Eight Banners have been far ahead of the Ming Dynasty and even the army of Dashun in the field of equipment, which is definitely a huge irony.
The Eight Banners have strong armor, sharp weapons, and galloping horses, which together make them an unstoppable force.
The Dashun army shouted and rushed bravely, but the weak body was knocked down by the light, lacking the protection of armor, and the flesh and blood were extremely fragile. Although they fought bravely and forgot their lives, they were still no match for the Manchus, and if they wanted to kill a Tartar, they often had to pay five or six lives, or even a dozen people.
The miserable exchange ratio stung everyone! The situation on the battlefield is becoming more and more unfavorable for the Dashun army, with mountains of corpses piling up, elite losses and the danger of collapse.
"Sir, let's go too, if the Dashun Army is finished, we won't be able to hold it." Yue Poyu said anxiously.
"Boy, don't just know about shouting and killing." Li Jibo said unceremoniously: "Our Lord Gu said beautiful words, I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to let him work hard." ”
"Old Li Tou, don't talk nonsense here!" Gu Zhenhua also widened his eyes: "It's not that I don't want to help the Dashun army, but we have been killing for more than a day, people are sleepy and tired, and the army is undecided, rushing out at this time is just to deliver food to the Manchu Dynasty." ”
When everyone heard this, they were all silent, and at this moment, Li Yan suddenly rushed over and stared at Gu Zhenhua coldly: "Lord Gu, since you said that you want the two sides to cooperate, you can't just fight to the death and life of the Dashun army!" ”
"That's nature, and we're definitely not going to sit idly by." Gu Zhenhua said: "But General Li, the Tartars are well-equipped and have excellent combat power, even if we rush forward, the effect will be limited." ”
"Does Lord Gu want to shirk responsibility?"
"Of course not, I'm just wondering if I can find a better opportunity to deal a heavy blow to the Manchus."
Li Yan frowned, to be honest, the sharp Manchu Eight Banners had completely shocked Li Yan, and the soldiers tried their best, but they couldn't kill these guys who were armed to the teeth. He couldn't help but think of the sadness of "you have a mace, I have a heavenly spirit cover".
"Lord Gu, do you really have such a good way?"
"Yes, but it will be a big sacrifice!" Gu Zhenhua said firmly.
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"Lord Wang, the thieves can't hold on anymore, and the warriors are about to break through their military formation!"
Duoduo showed a smug smile on his face, and the haze of being plotted by Gu Zhenhua also dissipated, and he laughed wildly: "The Han people are cowardly, and the whole army will attack!" ”
Duoduo gave an order, and the long-brewing general attack of the Eight Banners finally began, and countless cavalry stepped on the solid ground and rushed towards the Dashun army.
The two sides got closer and closer, and suddenly in the ranks of the Dashun army, more than 400 people poured out, a team of four people, the front two were holding black, shield-like things, and the two people in the back were carrying wooden barrels, and rushed towards Manqing without hesitation.
Gu Zhenhua looked at these dead soldiers, his eyes were moist, and he shouted loudly at their backs: "Brothers, one day Benjue will return to Shanhaiguan, and he will definitely set up a monument for you, so that all descendants will be proud of you!" ”