Chapter 910: Suppressed Pilon Captured

The duel between artillery and muskets and sabers and bows and arrows began under Heian Castle, and in just half an hour, all the 5,000 elites of the Suppression Pilon Division were scattered.

There was no way out of the way, and in the dignified battle, the Eight Banners were defeated so completely. In fact, he and his Eight Banners barely touched the edge of the Ming army, and when the Eight Banners leather armor infantry attacked head-on, the Ming army's muskets all fired, and the lead bullets smashed like hailstones, and the armored soldiers fell down one after another like cutting leeks.

Compared to the leather infantry soldiers, the cavalry besieging from the flanks was in no way better off than the leather infantry soldiers. According to past experience, after three rounds of muskets of the Ming army, they will become burning sticks, and then it is the time for the cavalry of the Eight Banners to show their might.

However, they were wrong, the muskets on the flanks of the Ming army were not only continuous, but even the range far exceeded the cavalry of the Eight Banners, when the cavalry intended to sweep through the formation, and when the first round of arrow rain was projected into the Ming army's formation, the musket salvo began, and with the sudden white smoke, a round of lead bullets swept hundreds of cavalry.

The flank cavalry attack was hit by a sudden and heavy blow and ended in failure. But how can Suppilon be reconciled? The Ming army in front of him was only three or four thousand people, which was less than his elite Eight Banners, and if the other party had tens of thousands of people, it would be fine. But the number of the Ming army is obviously less than that of the Eight Banners Force, if he is beaten like this, there is no way to pass it back, what face does he have to curb Bilong?

So Kubilon ordered that regardless of the cavalry and footmen, they would all attack strongly, and attack the Ming army at all costs, as long as their army formation was crushed, there would be no suspense in this battle. However, Kupilon soon found out in despair that no matter how the Eight Banners Army rushed and attacked, the long line of the Ming army was like an iron wall, and it could not be broken through no way.

The armor soldiers of the Eight Banners followed one after another, falling down and rushing up again, and they even touched the face of the Ming army, and they retreated under the heavy casualties. Even if the Eight Banners Force was extremely brave, it was difficult to withstand such a fierce blow and such tragic casualties.

Although the cavalry rushed straight into the Ming army with the speed of the war horse, there was a long short blade inserted in the musket in the hand of the Ming army, which was supported on the ground obliquely by hundreds of thousands, and the short blade was forward, and the cavalry crashed headlong into the hedgehog covered with thorns.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the Suppression Commander had already lost more than thirty percent of his men, and this proportion was already the limit of what the cold-weapon army could bear. Even the Eight Banners of the Manchu Qing Dynasty were no exception, they began to stop obeying orders, and turned to rout and flee for their lives!

"Give me all back, go back, whoever retreats without permission will be killed!"

Looking at his subordinates and soldiers who had lost control, he wanted to cry without tears, he was unwilling, he wanted to fight to the death, but no one listened to his orders anymore.

With his sabre, he slashed a dozen of the routers who had fled from him, but to no avail. A Eight Banner soldier was unwilling to be killed, raised his sword to resist, and under the shock of Ji Bilong's heart, he was knocked out by the saber in the hand of the other party.

The rout soldier was stunned for a moment, and then habitually waved the saber out in his hand, and he couldn't dodge, and the cloth armor on his body was cut through a long hole, and after the skin and flesh were cut, blood overflowed everywhere.

"Zhang Jing was killed, Zhang Jing was killed!"

I don't know who shouted, and everyone saw that Niu Lu Zhang Jing was covered in blood, and the already broken military spirit completely collapsed.

"Quickly withdraw, quickly withdraw, go back to King Yu!"

No one paid any attention to Suppilon, not even his own soldiers. Like a rag, Suppilon was discarded on the battlefield. The wound caused by the rout's stab was not shallow, from the right shoulder, diagonally across the chest, to the abdomen. What's more serious is that the tendon of Suppilon's right arm was cut with a knife, and since then he can no longer hold a knife and bend the bow.

The entire rout lasted less than half an hour. The wounds on his body affected the speed of his escape, and he tried to find his horse in the chaos, but soon found that his horse had long been ridden away by a thousand swordsmen.

There is a proverb in Liaodong, which says that if a soldier is bearish, he will be a nest of bears.

Curb Pilon is a typical bear general, as strong as the Eight Banners of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and in the hands of Curb Billon, he even collapsed so badly.

"Don't move!"

"Don't move!"

With a few fierce rebukes, a black and cold iron pipe pressed against Suppilon's head. He was not stupid, he knew that as long as he moved, the other party pulled the trigger, and more than a dozen lead bullets would immediately explode his head like a watermelon.

At this point, what's the point of living, and he wants to fight with these Ming troops, killing one is enough, and killing one more will earn one more. But he secretly held back for a long time, after all, he didn't have the courage and determination, and in the end he could only obediently tie his hands and arrest him.

He originally wanted to pretend to be an ordinary soldier to deceive the Ming army, but he betrayed him with his gorgeous cloth armor, and he looked like a big official, how could the Ming army who captured him believe his lies?

Later, after being identified by the captive, this person was actually the grandson of the slave chief Nurhachi, and Yao Qisheng immediately found a treasure when he learned about it. He kept him alone in a reinforced cell, where he ate and drank well, and found the best doctor in the entire Ping'an Dao to treat the stab wounds on his body.

However, after seven or eight days of treatment, it did not improve, and the sores on the body of Curb Pilone actually showed signs of ulceration and suppuration.

It happened that a Western missionary, following a merchant ship from Nanjing, landed in Ping'an Road, and this missionary was proficient in medical skills, and after treating Kupilon, he said to Yao Qisheng with a heavy expression: "Your Excellency, if you want to abuse a prisoner, why do you pretend to treat him? ”

Yao Qisheng was inexplicably asked, and it dawned on him when the missionary described in detail how the wound of Suppilon had festered and suppurated.

It turned out that I don't know which Korean country Langzhong deliberately smeared filth on the wound of Suppilon, so not only could it not be improved, but it was not surprising that it festered and suppurated. After Yao Qisheng learned the truth, he scolded those Korean Lang Zhong for blackening his heart.

There is also a way to steal, the doctor is benevolent and sagely, even if he has an inextricable hatred with the Manchu Tartars, he must take revenge with dignity, this method is really outrageous and despicable.

The missionary used spirits as a liquor to thoroughly clean the window, and Curb Pilon was also a man, although he was a defeated general, but he held back and did not scream, during which he fainted in pain several times.

Even so, the missionary still reluctantly told Yao Qisheng, "After the purge, his life may not be saved, and if it continues to deteriorate, there is nothing I can do." ”