The camp of the 'Tianyou' army was crowded with people again, and this time it was replaced by authentic Jianzhou soldiers and horses.

The fifth son of Nurhachi, the third of the four major beylers of the Dajin Kingdom, the owner of the Blue Banner, and Aixin Jueluo. Mang Gurtai sat upright on top of the military tent, his snort was heavy, and his face was gloomy. There were blazing torches in the tent, and dozens of generals were lined up on both sides, and they didn't dare to come out. Outside the tent, there was a scream of whipping, heartbreaking.

Mang Gurtai stared at a crudely drawn map behind the long case, frowning. Beside him was Engdeli, who had lost the battle today, and the pioneer general was scolding Gao Hongzhong who was kneeling on the ground, "It's this waste, and I didn't hold it all night." 50,000 people were tossed and wiped out by him. If he hadn't been so incompetent, I wouldn't have suffered this defeat today.

The number of soldiers and horses of those Han people is not much at all, but if you defend carefully, how can you hold out until the arrival of our army. As long as you hold on for half a day, half a day. But he actually abandoned tens of thousands of troops and abandoned the camp and fled. How much grain, grass, money, and grain did my Dajin spend on these tens of thousands of people, and just a dozen heavy artillery pieces are worth tens of thousands of taels, and this is all in vain. ”

Gao Hongzhong knelt on the ground and trembled, cold sweat fell from his forehead, and his two arms seemed to be powerless to support, bending and weakening from time to time. He didn't dare to argue, so he could only beg for mercy and shouted: "Please also ask the three Belles to be gracious, and spare me." Gao really tried his best, but the 'revolutionary army' was too strong, and the artillery was too powerful, and our 'Tianyou' army couldn't stop it at all.

Everyone saw the battle before dark. The cavalry of the thieves that week was so fierce that 2,000 men dared to rush at our great array of 6,000 men, killing and wounding countless people, and then marched away. But now that Lord Belle is here, the Zhou thieves and horses have all retracted into the gate, so naturally there is no need to be afraid. ”

Although the strength of the national defense force formed by Zhou Qingfeng is small, both the organizational structure and the weapons and equipment are moving from the classical army to the modern army, and the combat power is off the charts. A mere brigade can transfer more than a dozen large-caliber heavy artillery, and the scum of the 'Tianyou' army is really not an opponent.

Gao Hongzhong knelt on the ground and cried, tears flowing. He hasn't closed his eyes since he was busy yesterday, not only physically but also tired, but he still has to kowtow to his master. But no matter how loyal he was, Mang Gurtai never said a word. When he mentioned the defeat before dark, it made the faces of the Jurchen generals even more ugly.

Outside the military tent, the screams gradually turned from high-pitched to faint, and finally silent. Several Jurchen white-armored soldiers opened the tent curtains, walked in with bloody whips, and said, "Lord Belle, those minions who did not obey the order and ran around without permission have been whipped to death. ”

Hearing this, Gao Hongxin was like a knife, almost fainting.

Before dark, Engdeli rushed to Shanhaiguan with 3,000 cavalry vanguards, intending to be the last straw that broke the camel's back when the 'Tianyou' army was fighting with the 'revolutionary army', and obtained a decisive result-the 'Tianyou' army was not organized at all, and it was blinded by the strength advantage of 50,000 people, and it was actually beaten by a brigade of 5,000 people.

When Engdry arrived in a hurry, he was stunned by the Wehrmacht cavalry brigade that was waiting for work, and staged a counterattack with the weak defeating the strong - Manggus's thousand-man team was completely broken up and suffered heavy losses. By the time Mang Gurtai arrived with the main force, the Han cavalry had already swaggered back to Shanhaiguan with minimal losses.

According to the later count, more than 400 of Manggus's men were killed on the spot, and more than 300 were seriously injured. Most of the injured could not be saved, so they could only wait for death. Those who can save are also wasters, and if they can't fight, they can't work, they are a burden. Even Nurhachi's in-laws, Huang Taiji's father-in-law, and Manggus himself lost too much blood because he lost a hand, and he didn't know if he could still live?

Encountering such a big defeat is equivalent to a slap in the face of the powerful Dajin Kingdom. As Nurhachi's son-in-law, Engdri didn't dare to take responsibility, so naturally he had to find a scapegoat - don't think about it, just the minions of the 'God Bless' army.

Mang Gurtai was looking forward to a big victory, but he didn't expect it to be such a dirty face. Han Shi's cavalry brigade drove the 'Tianyou' army to attack Engedri's cavalry. This matter was grabbed by Mang Gurtai's pigtails, and many generals in the 'Tianyou' army were arrested and executed in one breath - among the people who were killed at the moment was Gao Hongzhong's own son, and it was no wonder that he was not sad.

Dealing with these minions in Gao Hongzhong is just a casual matter, and Mang Gurtai is now in a dilemma. He came over with 30,000 elite soldiers, and originally thought that there would be 80,000 of the 'Tianyou' army. Why can't such a force storm Shanhaiguan? But now it's troublesome, and the 'God Blessed' army is finished. Are these 30,000 people going or staying?

According to common sense, Mang Gurtai should take advantage of the fact that the loss is not big now, and immediately turn around and run. If these minions of the 'Heavenly Blessing' army die, they will die, and they will be recruited again. But early this morning, he passed the news to Shenyang, and Nurhachi was also ordered by Gao Hongzhongkeng to launch the other three strong attacks. As soon as this army moves, it is not easy to take it back.

Zhou Qingfeng's kid is really getting more and more difficult to deal with. He was originally a powerful infantryman, and this time he actually took out more than 2,000 elite cavalry in one go. What will he come up with next time?

Mang Gurtai didn't dare to think about it!

Besides, now Dajin Guo can't afford to drag it out. If they can't enter the territory of the Han people in the first half of this year to rob, the Jurchens, who have already exerted their potential to the extreme, will collapse on their own. Grain, tea, cloth, salt, everything will be consumed. The Jurchen tribes gathered under Nurhachi because of interests, and the whole group would fall apart because of interests.

"Master, we brought those Han horses." One of the wrappers lifted the curtain and said.

"Move in and let the guys see." Mang Gurtai shouted.

A dozen minions carried a dead horse into the tent and placed it on the ground. The Jurchen Belle Bezi who had gathered in the military tent all exclaimed, and the horse on the ground was far taller and stronger than any they had ever seen before.

"It's this kind of horse, and all the cavalry of the Zhou thieves ride this kind of big horse. In one breath, the array of our 'Heavenly Blessing' army was scattered, and we couldn't prevent it. Gao Hongzhong pointed to the dead horse and shouted, "Master, it's not that the slave is not unsatisfied, but he really can't beat it." ”

"Shut up." Mang Gurtai waved his hand casually, and Gao Hongzhong was knocked unconscious with a burst of energy. He stood up and walked over to the dead horse, frowning and touching the horse's flesh and bones.

Han Shi's cavalry brigade defeated the opponent's cavalry thousand-man team in one go through a group charge, but it still suffered some losses of its own. This dead horse was left behind by the cavalrymen who died in battle, and the Jurchens such as Mang Gurtai were like treasures.

"Those Han cavalry all ride this kind of big horse?" Mang Gurtai was also shocked after starting to check, he turned his head to look at Ngedri and asked: "This kind of horse is rare in the world, it should only be a war horse that a small number of generals can deserve, right?" ”

"It's not." Engedri shook his head bitterly, "Those Han people all ride this kind of big horse. The horse ran so fast that we couldn't catch up. It can also wear horse armor, and with the blessing of the military array, ordinary people can't cut through its armor at all. Manggus's thousand-man team met those Han cavalry, and it was pierced in the blink of an eye. It's like an adult bullying a child. ”

As he spoke, the minions below were holding a large-caliber shotgun. This was picked up from the Han cavalry who died in battle. Engdry sighed and said: "The craftsmen of the 'revolutionary army' have quite ingenuity to make such firearms. We didn't know how to use it at first, and it took us a long time to figure out how to use it. ”

Engedri ordered a coat to be loaded with a shotgun, and although his methods were also blind, anyone with a discerning eye could see the benefits of this firearm. After loading, Bao Yi tested the gun outside the military tent, and the effect of this large-caliber shotgun in one dozen pieces opened the eyes of dozens of Jurchen generals - only to know that there are such murderous weapons in this world, and the fierce generals who have been struggling for many years can't bear it.

Gao Hongzhong Xu was awakened by the sound of gunshots, and he also followed over and said: "Lord Belle, everyone in the thieves used such powerful firearms that week, and they fought quickly and accurately. Our 'Heavenly Blessed' army fired one shot, and the opposite side had already fired ten shots. I really can't beat it. ”

"Shut up." Mang Gurtai scolded again, extremely annoyed by Gao Hongzhong. He was very enthusiastic about this flintlock pistol, and hurriedly ordered: "Quickly send this musket back to Shenyang, and order the craftsman to imitate it." And also let our cavalry have this good thing. This Han thing is easy to use, so we can imitate it. ”

Engedri only knew that the flintlock pistol was useful, but he didn't know how difficult it was to build, and he felt that as long as he had such a book, it should not be difficult to build the same weapon. So he ordered the gun to be loaded, and a slave who could use it was sent back to Shenyang on a horse, so that Nurhachi would be happy.

This good horse, good firecracker, and that light and good artillery, all the conditions combined, show that the Han army under Zhou Qingfeng is completely different from the Ming army - the Ming army is poorly treated, morale is low, and it can only defend the city. As long as the Ming gentry hold the city, it is a victory, and it doesn't matter how many dead or wounded there are. But this 'revolutionary army' dared to fight in the field and was not afraid of the Jurchens at all.

"Now that the battle situation is unfavorable, what does the Three Baylors think?" Engedri asked in a low voice.

"What else could I think? Hit! Mang Gurtai looked up at the dark night sky outside the military tent and looked in the direction of Shanhaiguan, "At present, we have no way to retreat, but to attack to the end." We will stay here and order more soldiers to be recruited in the rear to keep the grain road. Then bring up the heavy artillery cast by the Taixi people, and bombard Shanhaiguan with cannonballs. ”

"But the 'revolutionary army' has more artillery than us, and they also have heavy artillery on the city walls." Engdeli interrogated a lot of cannon fodder of the 'Tianyou' army, and finally learned a little more about the situation, "The 'revolutionary army' still has sea ships to transport troops, and they can make a detour to our rear. I'm worried they'll use it again. ”

Headache.

Mang Gurtai scratched his bare scalp vigorously, and said in annoyance: "If only I had given the order to go south last night." It's just half a step slower, but it's so embarrassing. ”

"I can't complain about this matter, who would have thought that the 'Heavenly Blessed' army would be so incompetent?" "The only way to do this is to ask the Great Khan for help and attack with all his might," Engdeli advised. Since we have to fight hard, we will fight to the end, otherwise we will not have to live. However, the terrain on this side of Shanhaiguan is really not conducive to our Jurchen army, and perhaps we should attack the two states of Haigai instead. ”

"That's the territory of the eighth child, so it's hard for me to interfere." Mang Gultai thought for a while, "I tell my father Khan, let my father Khan decide." I heard that southern Liaoning is extremely rich by the 'revolutionary army', and if you can open the two states of Haigai and rush in to grab a handful, it is better than being trapped in front of Shanhaiguan.

As for this Shanhaiguan, if Zhou Qingfeng dares to come out to fight, I will naturally have to fight with him. If he cuts off my back route by sea, he will also send troops from the direction of Jinzhou. Besides, Father Khan will not sit idly by and watch my army of 30,000 be trapped. He summoned me yesterday with Feihe, and I was already free to do a big job. If Zhou Qingfeng wants to detour around my back, it may not be clear who will attack who at that time. ”

"Who is sitting in the direction of Jinzhou?"

"It is the right-hand man of my father Khan, the forehead of my Dajin, the first-class chief military officer, and the '10,000 enemies' Fei Yingdong."