Every cavalryman was seriously injured, especially Zhao Shujiao and Jin Shilin, who were at the forefront, if they didn't clean their wounds in time and stop bleeding and suture, even if they were lucky enough not to die, they would fall into a serious disease of lack of qi and blood.

After the battle, Chongzhen was still like this, and the uninjured artillerymen such as Zhou Ji and Peng hairpin were even more busy with tears in their eyes.

The sea is often the most intuitive way to feel the changes in climate.

In the sudden warm spring rain, Juehua Island was like a divine dog lying on the sea, and began to lick and heal itself.

Manggutai and Wuneg skated on the surface of the sea in a panic, and did not find the shore until dawn.

Knowing that it was too much to go back to life like this, and he really couldn't explain it, he tried his best to gather the remnants of the army, even refusing to let go of a batch of ownerless horses.

But even so, the 10,000 elites who were imposing when they went there lost as much as seventy percent in just one night.

The remaining three percent also completely lost their elite consciousness and momentum, shrunk their necks, their faces were relative, and their hearts were palpitating, but they were like lost dogs that escaped with their tails, just begging to survive.

From the first group of cavalry being shelled, to the slender things that still don't know what they are, but which make countless majestic cavalry and war horses look different.

to the flying firearms, the difficult and tragic street battles, and the 1,000 Ming cavalry who charged more than the elite of the Eight Banners, and then to the last wave of heroic bite chasing, and the appearance of tigers and black bears......

Wu Nege counted all kinds of things, and his heart was extremely unwilling, but he was extremely palpitating.

Mang Gurtai looked at the untidy remnants of the army in front of him, and remembered Lao Bahuang Taiji's several suggestions to the slave chieftain who spared no effort, as well as the guarantee of "Juehua is easy to take".

couldn't help but feel sad from it, and looked up to the sky and roared: "Old eight, old eight, what face do you want me to go back to see my father Khan!" You're so miserable for your brother! ”

Immediately, he remembered the majesty of his father Khan's rage, and his majestic body couldn't help but tremble violently, and he hesitated for a long time, after all, he didn't have the courage to go away and stand alone, but led the remnants of the army and went back to restore his life.

It's just that on the way back to the camp of Longgong Temple.

This bad-tempered Houjin San Beile has turned all his hatred into Huang Taiji's body, and has been gritting his teeth in his heart and roaring: "Old eight, old eight, in this life and this life, I swear not to stop with you!" ”

During the Manggutai period, Ai Ai, a distance that must be reached by the cavalry, was dragged by him until the evening, and then he came to the camp of Longgong Temple.

The main general is still so depressed, and the subordinates under his command can be imagined, no longer see the pride and vigor of the past, every cavalry is depressed, exuding a melancholy and ashamed atmosphere.

When they were far away, they dismounted and walked.

Mang Gutai and Wu Nag walked hundreds of steps on their knees, and finally crawled in front of the camp gate despite the mud.

The slave chieftain suffered a heavy setback under the city of Ningyuan, but he couldn't find the field, so he attached great importance to the battle of rushing to Juehua, and often climbed high and looked into the distance in person, looking forward to it like a Haidongqing.

This is the first time for this self-believing hero.

On the horizon, the shadow of an army finally appeared.

Although the number of people did not match the army sent out, the anxious slave chief did not think much about it, so he decided that his army had returned victorious, and he couldn't help but stir in his heart, and wanted to let out a long howl to express the depression in his heart.

But soon, he felt inexplicably uneasy, and then the more he looked at it, the more he felt that something was wrong.

I never expected that when I got closer, I saw such a ghost.

This scene naturally couldn't avoid the eyes and ears of Ning Yuan's scouts.

Yuan Chonghuan was ecstatic when he learned about it, and immediately ordered the whole army to cheer and laugh, and also used an iron horn to hit Houjin's morale.

What he saw and heard made the slave chief, who boasted of his destiny, angry, his eyes bulged out instantly, and his face was extremely hideous.

Huang Taiji and the others who surrounded him didn't need to look with their eyes to feel his anger, and their hearts were suddenly shocked.

However, they didn't even have time to admonish, and they saw the green tendons on the slave chief's head beating wildly, and then a mouthful of blood sprayed in the air, and the majestic body slowly fell backwards.

"Father Khan!"

"Great Khan!"

The camp of Jiannu's Longgong Temple suddenly exclaimed in surprise and became a mess.

In the middle of the night, everyone in the Houjin camp was destined to be sleepless.

When the slave chief woke up, it was the middle of the night.

The confusion of the first awakening gradually subsided, and the tiger's eyes were swept away, and the seven beylers, who had stood in the tent for half the night, immediately fell to their knees and begged for their father Khan.

However, those who are as keen as Huang Taiji Ashan clearly feel that the temperament of Father Khan is quite different from the past.

How to describe it? Weakness is buried in the deepest depths of the eyes, and malaise is hidden in the deepest depths of the spirit.

All in all, Wei Zewei.

But in this majesty, there is a faint trace of exhaustion and ...... Have the blues.

"Father Khan, are you going to retire?" Huang Taiji sighed inexplicably, and then said loudly, "Father Khan, the son is guilty of negligence, and I ask Father Khan to punish him." ”

When the slave chief heard this, he turned his head and stared at him for a long time, until his heart was awe-inspiring, and he almost knelt down, and then said, "What about the fifth child?" ”

Huang Taiji's heart was relieved, but his face was naturally stunned, and he said, "I'm still kneeling outside the camp gate." ”

"Call him in."

"Wow!"

The fine spring rain has been falling for a whole day and night, and there is no sign of stopping until this time.

When Manggu Tai crept into the tent like an earthworm, his whole body was already soaked through.

saw that the most loyal and brave son in his heart was tortured like an ant by a defeat.

For the first time in his life, the slave chief's heart softened, and countless harsh words came to his mouth, but they only turned into two simple words: "You say." ”

Mang Gutai's majestic body trembled violently, and he was busy telling everything about the war on Juehua Island as it was, without the slightest addition, and he didn't dare to hide it in the slightest, nor did he dare to exaggerate it in the slightest.

Because he knew very well that his father Khan was sharp-minded, and he was a reckless man, and he could not escape his eyes no matter what, rather than being questioned for concealment, it was better to be clear and clear, and then wait for it to fall.

In fact, there really is no need to exaggerate this battle.

Cannons, firecrackers, cavalry, tigers, and black bears alone were enough to surprise everyone.

What's more, according to Mang Gutai's description, there is also a mysterious and unpredictable thing on Juehua Island, which is horizontal in the air, which is easy to see with the naked eye, but can easily cut the flesh and blood of war horses and cavalry when charging with all their might.

However, he didn't know what it was, and his language skills were extremely poor, so he couldn't tell why he could describe it.

Fear, often because of ignorance.

The tent is all the Jiannu Baturu who fought a hundred battles, but at this moment, the fear and worry about the barbed wire fence even far exceed the cannons and firearms of the Ming Dynasty, as well as the courage and will of the Ming army to resist Jin.

Most of the ferocity of the Jurchens comes from the galloping of their cavalry, and the so-called Jurchens are not satisfied with 10,000 and are invincible, referring to the Jurchens' 10,000-strong cavalry array.

But Mang Gutai said: The faster the speed, the faster you will die, and if you want to break through, you have to take human lives to fill it.

Huang Taiji listened to his almost exaggerated description, and his face was stunned for a long time, before he fell to his knees again with a thud, and fell to the ground like Mang Gutai - his crimes, one was negligence, and the other was to attack Juehua Island.

The slave chief looked at his two sons, who had relied on him as his right-hand man and had made countless contributions in the countless wars before, and was silent for a long time, before he said in a deep voice: "Tell Wuneg to come in." ”

Wu Nag looked even more embarrassed than Manggutai, after all, he personally rushed to Juehua Island and participated in that tragic battle, so he knew more in detail.

After his repeated explanations and descriptions, Fan Wencheng roughly deduced that the mysterious things that cut the cavalry into the invisible were similar to thin wires.

Can a thin wire restrain the fierce Jurchen cavalry? This inference not only did not relieve the Houjin nobles who were proud of the cavalry, but they felt deeply worried and could not make a sound for a long time.

The slave chief's face was even more cloudy, and after a long time, he asked in a deep voice: "What are the casualties of our army?" ”

"About 3,000 were killed in battle with the enemy. Those who fell into the sea and died, about ...... Four thousand. By the time they returned to the camp, there were three thousand one hundred and thirty-seven horsemen...... Surviving. Father Khan (Great Khan), son (Weichen) ...... Capital crime! ”

Mang Gutai and Wu Nag did not make eye contact, so they were extremely ashamed, and even choked up for a while.

The slave chief's expression was incomprehensible, and he didn't know what to think, so he asked again after a long time: "How much is it to kill the dog?" ”

Vunag had a natural sensitivity to enemy casualties, and he had the best say in the battle.

Therefore, after a little calculation, he hurriedly said: "Back to the Great Khan, in this battle, my Dajin warrior killed Ming Dog from noon to midnight, very brave, and Ming Dog bit back extremely fiercely, so this battle is really extremely tragic."

The specific geometry of killing dogs, Weichen does not dare to make a judgment. But wherever the warriors of my destiny went, they destroyed the city walls, burned the grain and grass, and slaughtered all the dogs that stood in front of the horses, so Wei Chen was sure that the number of dogs killed would never be less than 10,000.

Ming dogs did not retreat in bloody battles, most of them were killed, and a few were like seriously injured old dogs, hiding in the dilapidated city walls to survive, although they could still rush out from time to time to bite a few bites and bark a few times, after all, it was just the end of a strong crossbow.

Even if you are lucky enough not to die, most of them will only have half a life left. Even if there were about 1,000 cavalry, there was not a single one left.

But Wei Chen grew up on horseback, and it can be asserted that with their attitude of rushing and killing, they were extremely injured, and if they didn't go down to earth without medicine, they would definitely not survive the night. Therefore, Weichen estimated that the death toll of Ming dogs should be around 15,000.

It's just that Weichen was incompetent, and he failed to bulldoze the last high ground guarded by the cannons, failed to burn all the grain and grass of the Ming dog, and failed to determine whether the dog thief Zhao Shujiao was dead.

Wechen ...... The sin deserves death, please the Great Khan to condemn the sin. ”