Pulandian Town, Golden State.

The Qing Dynasty's Red Flag Gushan Ezhen Tezu looked desperately at the growing number of Ming troops outside the town walls, as well as the countless Ming men digging trenches along the estuary of the Dengsha River to the hinterland of Jinzhou.

Beside the official road near the Dengsha River, less than three miles from Pulandian, the blood stained the river red, because there were so many corpses of men and horses that one section of the river no longer flowed, and became a real dead river, emitting a disgusting stench.

The official road was full of corpses, discarded armor and weapons everywhere, and countless broken military flags were floating on the undulating river, including those of the Jingbei Army and the Eight Banners of Manchuria.

The soldiers of the Eight Banners of Manchuria with the Red Banner who were captured by the Ming army were panicked and uneasy under the threat of the long knives of the Jingbei Army, collecting the corpses lying on the official road and salvaging the spears and broadswords scattered along the river.

Tezu still hasn't figured out how there are so many Ming troops on Jinzhou's side, and he can't figure out how the Ming army dares to send so many soldiers and horses to attack Jinzhou, an important town in southern Liaoning that guards Lushun, while fighting the Daishan army.

Of course, the battle in Jinzhou was not over, and when the Eight Banners who landed in the Ming army retreated, Tezu ordered people to block the north and south gates of Pulandian at the first time, but he knew that with the low city wall of Pulandian, he could not stop the Ming army with a large number of artillery.

Sure enough, just when Tezu and the Eight Banners under his command were wandering, the Ming fleet anchored from Jinzhou Bay unloaded a cannon and even the Manchurian Dragon Banner cavalry with a green flag.

"My lord, we ...... What to do? ”

Tezu's Goshha commander Gangtaha looked at the approaching Ming army, his face turned pale with fright, and even his voice was a little unfavorable.

The rest of the red-flag-inlaid Niu Lu also looked at the red-inlaid Gushan Ezhen Tezu in front of them in horror, and in a desperate situation, they could only put their hopes on their own coach.

"General Amba, you go and tell the Jiannu inside for Ben General, if they don't open the door for a pillar of incense, once the town is broken by our army, then Ben will slaughter the city."

Li Dingguo, the chief soldier of the governor's old base camp in attack on Lushun, looked at the Manchurian soldiers on the town wall with disdain.

"Well, General Li rest assured!"

Anba, who had followed Li Xingzhi to the kiln, obviously did not think that his status in the Jingbei Army was lower than that of Li Dingguo, so he answered, and with a move of the saber in his hand, he rushed to the low city wall of Pulan Town with more than ten vests.

"My lord, the thief is coming, do you want to release the arrow!"

Niu Lu Suna, who was guarding the wall, looked at Tezu with a sad face hesitantly.

"There are only a few thieves here, what shots, see what they say?"

Since he led the cavalry to raid the Ming army and landed on the horses, Tezu has been full of fear, this group of dogs of the Ming army has too many artillery, and those scattered bullets fired by the Hongyi cannon are really not something that the cavalry can stop.

"Herod......!"

After rushing to the place where the arrows were promised from the wall of Pulandian Town, An Ba suddenly reined in his war horse, raised his knife and pointed at the Manchurian soldiers at the head of the city and shouted angrily: "This will be the Jingbei Army's Green Flag Banner Banner Commander Amba, if you surrender now, this banner owner can spare your dog's life, if you resist stubbornly, hehe, the corpse that fell by the Dengsha River is your example." ”

"It's Antiba, it's Antiba, why is he still alive?"

"How did this son of a bitch's Amba become the owner of the green flag of the Jingbei Army?"

Anti-Barbuda was originally a positive blue flag of Niu Lu Ezhen, has been guarding Yaozhou, inlaid with red flags to guard Gaizhou and Haizhou in southern Liaoning, the distance between the two sides is not far, the red flag inlaid Niu Lu and Tezu are naturally still somewhat familiar with Antiba.

"Khalchu they have been defeated, do you want to be buried with them, or take refuge in my Jingbei army, the general will only give you a pillar of incense time, if the hour passes, no wonder the general's long knife does not recognize people."

An Bake doesn't care what the Qing army in the town thinks, his thinking is very simple, since he has taken refuge in Li Dashuai, he will die for Li Dashuai, this time he attacked Liaodong, and Dashuai also personally promised to let himself and Alan Chai save their own home.

"Dorobel is dead, aren't they in danger Prince Nari?"

Gangtaha was moved by the surrender of the Jingbei Army, Anba can vote, and he also became the banner master of Laoshizi, why can't we defect to the Jingbei Army, left and right themselves and Tezu are from the Haixi Jurchen Dada Department, and followed the Borjin shrimp to join the Dongyu, but also because Yehe and other large tribes were attacked by the Jianzhou Jurchens, in order to survive, they had to take refuge in the old slave and were incorporated into the red flag.

Tezu is the eldest son of Borjin shrimp, and he is not ignorant of the affairs of the war array.

Now Daishan and Khalchu are fighting a decisive battle with the Ming army in Lushun, and the Ming army's partial division appeared in Jinzhou, and is frantically digging trenches.

If this group of Ming troops dug the trench from Jinzhou Bay to the sea overnight, then there would be no way for tens of thousands of military horses to retreat.

"Gang Taha, I'm afraid you're not scared by the Ming thief, we Manchurian men only have good men who died in battle, where will there be cowards who surrender to Ming dogs.

Suna is an authentic Jianzhou Jurchen, so he is naturally unwilling to surrender to the Ming army.

In the face of Li Dingguo's surrender, the Eight Banners General Zuo in the Pulan store was in a dilemma.

Just as they were arguing over whether to surrender or not, the sound of horses' hooves sounded on the official road from the south to Lushun, and then the remnants of the Mongol troops led by Namutu and Khaldemuni appeared in the distance on the horizon.

"It's the Mongolian military banner, it seems that Prince Li and Dorobelle have won."

"The Mongolian soldiers are coming, will Prince Li's army be far away?"

Suna shouted excitedly, a smile appeared on Tezu's face, and the rest of the Manchurian generals were also ecstatic one by one, even Gang Taha, who had the intention of surrendering, stopped talking.

But something happened to them in despair, when the Mongolian soldiers who were rushing wildly saw a large number of Ming troops blocking in the direction of Jinzhou, they suddenly turned their horses and headed towards Nanguan.

"Ah......h

Suna was stunned, and Tezu was also stunned, no one expected that the reinforcements who thought they were coming would actually flee after seeing the banner of the Ming army.

The Qing army in the town looked puzzled, but Li Dingguo outside the town fell into ecstasy, judging from the performance of the Mongolian military flag, Lushun must have succeeded, as long as he dug the trench in Jinzhou Bay, the Qing army in southern Liaoning and the Tartar in front of him really became the turtle in the urn of the Jingbei army.

"It's down!"

The retreat of the Mongolian soldiers made Tezu lose the confidence to resist, and his original hereditary position as the owner of the red flag was taken over by the clan of the Aixin Jueluo family, he already had complaints about Huang Taiji, and now Daishan and Karchu are obviously unable to save, and the main force of the Qing army is in Shenyang, so he has to plan for his family and future.