Dolgon fought to the last minute, he failed to defeat the Ming army, which was supposed to be like sheep, and he did not wait for his reinforcements.

The Sea of Ona is dead, Buda is dead, the Kashhare is dead, and the warriors of the white flag are dying one after another.

In the past, dozens of Eight Banner soldiers dared to catch up with thousands of Ming soldiers and howl wolves, and it never happened again, but instead several Ming soldiers dared to attack the Eight Banners soldiers who were twice as numerous as them.

There is nothing to write about the course of the battle, and in the face of absolute strength, there is no possibility of success in any tactic.

Dorgon was defeated, defeated by his underestimating enemies, defeated by his impatience, defeated by his self-righteousness.

If time could be turned back, Dolgon would definitely choose to gather the main force of the Eight Banners and go south, rather than just take his 1,000 troops with the White Banner to the south. But if he really has a chance to choose again, must he be the commander who goes south?

No one knows the answer, but one thing is certain: if Dorgon really had a chance to become the new commander of the Eight Banners, he would never venture south alone.

Dolgon was not willing to be defeated like this, he could not accept the shame and consequences of defeat. He couldn't calm down anymore, he hacked to death the leader of the pro-soldiers who was holding his thighs and begging to retreat, and ordered the most stubborn red armor to rush towards the Ming army with him again.

Stubborn resistance and dying is probably the best portrayal of Dolgon and these red-armored fang-swinging soldiers.

For those red-armored tooth lamas, it is a supreme honor to be able to fight and die with their masters.

Sadly, their master, Dorgon, didn't have the honor of dying with them, he was just crazy. It really makes him feel the same feelings as the minions, and it makes him more painful than killing him

The light cavalry of the Ming army surrounded Dolgon after strangling the remaining dozens of Eight Banner soldiers.

In the battle with the Eight Banners White Armor and the Armored Soldiers, the light cavalry also suffered great losses, but compared to the remnants of the Jin Army, it was still a much stronger force.

Under the siege, Dolgon could not fly even with his wings, he had given up the best chance to escape, and now, there was really only one way to die.

Cao Bianjiao once again showed his true qualities, he took off his heavy iron armor, abandoned his exhausted mount, picked up a spear from the ground and slew Dolgon.

The red-armored tooth swingers could not reach the brave Cao Bianjiao at all, and there were no less than ten so-called warriors who died under Xiao Cao's gun.

After the killing, except for the dozen or so red-armored tooth swingers who were tightly guarding Dolgon's side, there were no Eight Banners standing on the entire battlefield. There were quite a few wounded soldiers wailing on the snow that did not die, but both the Jin army and the Ming army had already ignored their existence.

When the soft-hearted Ming army found that the golden soldiers on the ground were still struggling, they would kindly use the long knife in their hands to help them end their pain.

There is no greater goodness in the world than to help people free themselves from the pain of death

When Dayong came up from behind, Fang learned that Dorgon was surrounded. It was strange that this puppet Qing regent Fourteen Baylor did not escape, and it was quite strange that a person as smart as Dolgon would hold on to the last and kill himself, instead of running away immediately to wait for him to fight again.

Stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid of no firewood.

Wouldn't it be very unjust to throw your little life here like this?

The fact of the victory of the Ming army became known to the Han people as the Eight Banners were no longer visible, and under the pressure and maintenance of the left battalion of the infantry army, the chaotic crowd who were eager to flee for their lives finally quieted down.

After quieting down, there was immediately another chaos, but it was the crazy mother who was looking for her lost child, and the husband who escaped death was looking for his wife

The river beach, where there was no one left, is now crowded with Han people looking for their relatives, and they pick up the corpses one by one to look at them, some of them cry in despair on the spot, and some of them are relieved and look at the next corpse with great nervousness.

The injured people were carried out one by one, and people bandaged them as much as possible, and Lang Zhong, who knew a little about medicine, was already busy at this time, but what could they do in the face of the wounded people who broke their arms and legs one by one.

The Han army, which was not dead, began to clean up the battlefield under the leadership of the officer, although there were many Ming troops in sight of what was surrounding, but they did not dare to look at it, only cut off the heads of the dead Jin soldiers with their hands and feet, and then moved the soldiers who died in their own battles together, and moved the wounded soldiers to a safe place.

The coachmen were also looking for their carriages on the battlefield in the slots, and some of the brave ones even dared to reach out and grope in the arms of the dead Eight Banners

Looking at the young Belle Lord in front of him, who was much younger than himself, thinking of the fate of this young man in the era when he did not exist by himself, Dayong was very emotional.

He stopped Cao Bianjiao's urge to kill Dolgon, and immediately stepped forward, raising his voice to say something confusing to Dolgon, "Dolgon, your glory is over. ”

Our glory is over?

Dorgon muttered to himself, his angry eyes slowly becoming hollow, and after a long time, he lifted his still handsome face and looked at Dayong with a blank expression.

"Why didn't Mrs. Hong personally lead the army?" Dayong asked the doubts in his heart.

Dolgon didn't answer Dayong, he couldn't tell the other party the truth.

After waiting for a while, unable to find an answer, Dayong shook his head, and was about to beat the horse and leave, he never wanted to waste time in this senseless waiting, there were still many things waiting for him to do. He was about to leave, but he heard Dolgon suddenly shout, "Are you going to kill me?" ”

It's a strange question, doesn't Dorgon want to die? If he didn't want to die, why did he act so fearless and treat death as if he were home?

Dayong turned around and looked at Dorgon, and saw that the young man's eyes seemed to have some life, not as dry as before. He didn't answer directly, but asked rhetorically, "What do you say?" ”

Dorgon hesitated for a long time before saying, "I don't know what to do. The voice was so small that Dayong couldn't hear it clearly.

When the remaining dozen or so red-armored tooth lamors heard the flag owner say, "I don't know what to do", their faces were a little strange. Dolgon's face turned red, as if he had done something ashamed.

"Death may be the best ending for you."

Dayong also tasted the subtext of Dolgon's words, but he would not accept Dolgon's surrender, so he coldly threw down this sentence.

The spear that Cao Bianjiao put down immediately raised again, and at the same time, hundreds of Ming soldiers jumped off their horses and pressed towards Dolgon with the long knives in their hands.

The red-armored tooth wagews glanced at each other, their eyes in despair, and they prepared for the last fight.

To everyone's surprise, Dolgon suddenly knelt on the ground and said calmly to Shi Dayong: "I surrender, I, Dolgon, am willing to lead my people to surrender to Daming." ”

"Surrender?"

Is Dorgon really going to surrender? Dayong was as uncomfortable as eating a fly, and after being slightly stunned for more than ten seconds, he shook his head, "No need, Da Ming does not accept the submission of livestock. ”

"You!"

Regarded as a livestock by the other party, the anger and shame in Dolgon's heart can be imagined, he instinctively wanted to jump up from the ground and fight with the Ming army to the end, but the recovered reason made him unable to do so, he couldn't die, he definitely couldn't die here!

Didn't the old Khan surrender to the Ming people back then! Didn't the Han people say that it is not too late for ten years to lie down and taste courage and revenge for a gentleman!

As long as I survive, there will always be a day of revenge for me!

Fan Wencheng said that the heroes of the Han people are all able to stretch and bend, and I, Dolgon, am also a Manchurian hero, and I can also stretch and bend!

He struggles to calm the flames of humiliation in his heart, trying to make himself look a little more dignified, and he must convince Akito to accept his surrender.

"I still have 100,000 Eight Banners in Dajin, and I will fight with you with the strength of the country, and it is not yet known who will kill the deer!"

"I, Dolgon, am the lord of the white banner and the son of the first khan, if the general accepts my surrender, I will never be the enemy of the Ming again, and I Dolgon is also willing to help the general persuade other generals to surrender to the Ming, and from then on I will receive the grace of the Ming Dynasty and fulfill the loyalty of the Ming Dynasty!"

"If you kill me, my Dajin will never die with you!"

“”

Dayong stopped Dolgon's bad words, "Yes, you Eight Banners still have the strength to fight, and it is impossible to make a conclusion about who will win this war at the moment, but this commander is sure that you Dolgon will not live to see the day when the winner is decided." ”

"Are you really going to kill me?"

Dolgon tried to see the other party's true hole cards from Shi Dayong's eyes, but to his disappointment, all he saw was indifferent killing intent.

Is Akito really going to kill me?

Dorgon finally despaired.

"Have you ever heard of a two-legged sheep?"

A desperate Dorgon heard a term that made people shudder. Two-legged sheep, he froze, he knew what the two-legged sheep meant, once upon a time, those Ming people were not two-legged sheep in his eyes.

"You are a two-legged sheep in the eyes of Ben Shuai. Speaking of which, I haven't tasted the meat of the Tartar prince yet, these guys are pampered, and I think this meat should be much more fragrant. ”

Dayong laughed, and smiled heartily. The hearty laughter brought the people around him, and Ming Jun looked at Dolgon and those red-armored tooth wraths with a smile. It's a sincere laugh, a laugh from the heart.

"Since Dashuai wants to taste this guy's meat, the last general will go to get meat for Dashuai!"

In the laughter, Cao Bianjiao led his troops to kill him

As in the previous battle, more than a dozen red-armored tooth swingers could not set off any wind and waves at all, and in the frantic attack of the Ming army, they were quickly hacked to death with random knives.

Dorgon never resisted, he was tied.

After capturing Dolgon alive, Cao Bianjiao wanted to cut his neck with a knife, but Dayong said that he couldn't let Dolgon's death be too easy, and he had to let him experience the pain of death.

Good life will experience the pain of death?

Cao Bianjiao thought about it and asked his subordinates to get the guillotine knives used for straw in the army. When he was in the northwest, he had seen his uncle Cao Wenzhao execute those rebellious people with a guillotine, and the torture of the rebellious people before their death was absolutely memorable.

The guillotine used to cut the horse material is not fast, not to mention that this guillotine is so embroidered that if it is used to cut off Dorgon's body, it is impossible to imagine how much suffering Dolgon had to endure before he died.

Cao Bianjiao was very satisfied with his arrangement, this embroidered guillotine could definitely make Dolgon feel the pain of death.

"You're going to kill me with this guillotine?" Seeing the guillotine, Dolgon panicked, he was really panicked, he was no longer afraid of death, but he couldn't imagine that he would be executed by the Ming army's guillotine.

His question made the Ming soldiers burst into laughter.

Cao Bianjiao didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, and motioned to the soldiers to drag Dolgon to the guillotine, and then two pressed the head in front and two in the back to press Dolgon alive under the guillotine like killing a pig.

"Don't, don't, don't"

Dolgon was heartbroken and begged the Ming army to give him a good time, but no matter how he shouted, the Ming army ignored him.

An easy death is a luxury.

Cao Bianjiao personally operated the knife and slammed it down in Dolgon's pleading, but when he heard a "poof", a stream of blood spurted out, splashing Xiao Cao and the execution soldiers all over their faces.

Blood is hot, salty, and fishy, no different from other people's blood.

With a single slash, Dolgon's voice was gone.

Cao Bianjiao was startled, thinking that a knife would kill Dolgon, and hurriedly wiped the blood from his eyes with his sleeve, but he was surprised that the knife did not cut Dolgon into two pieces, but on the upper half of his body, only to see that the vertebrae were cut in two, and the bone marrow and flesh were blurred.

Dolgon didn't know if his heart was dead, or if he fainted in pain, or if he decided to be a hero before he died, but he didn't make a sound at all, and his head hung there.

Cao Bianjiao grabbed Dolgon's braid and looked at his face, then cursed, and without saying a word, pulled the guillotine from Dolgon's body again, and then slammed it again.

At this moment, Dorgon reacted, and a wail of "ahhh

With a wail, Dolgon's body broke in two, and his intestines and stomach and lungs slid out of the snow with a guillotine.

The four soldiers who assisted in the execution let go of their hands very cooperatively, so the Ming army saw a Dolgon who had lost the lower half of his body waving his hands constantly, and the screams were earth-shattering.

The pain of wanting to die but not being able to die was unbearable for Dorgon any longer, and human instinct prompted him to scream and struggle desperately.

The back half of Dolgon's body twitched there, too, and he didn't make any big moves, and his legs wouldn't stand up on their own without a brain. But the front half of his body is like a dragonfly, and he can still fly after the back half is removed.

I saw him propping up the ground with his arms, standing up half of his body, and jumping around on the snow.

This picture reminded Dayong of "Liao Zhai".

Dorgon finally died, and died a painful death. His two bodies were awakened by the Ming army and boiled on the spot.

As a commander-in-chief, Dayong was fortunate to taste the fattest and most delicious piece of meat on the body of the puppet Qing regent - breast meat.