Chapter Seventy-Five: The Great Victory
The Zhenglan Banner cavalry, which originally intended to maneuver in the direction of the Daling River, was completely covered by this round of firepower.
Could it be that the Ming army also arranged an ambush on the side under the hillside?
Human instinct caused them to flee to the other side away from the artillery fire.
But soon, the leading escape troops discovered a fatal problem, that is, it was also covered with meadows, large and small!
The crossfire formed by the artillery fire on both sides of the Ming army was precisely to drive them to a dead end.
Seeing that the war horses under their crotches were lost in the quagmire, some panicked cavalry even turned over and dismounted directly, trying to trek back to the camp directly on foot, but soon found themselves in horror and found themselves in the quagmire.
The other group of cavalry turned to the Ming army in desperation, and was beaten into a sieve by the well-organized gunners.
Only the Jianzhou cavalry, who were not swayed by the shelling from the beginning and fled towards the Daling River without looking back, finally escaped from this flesh and blood Shura field.
And these surviving people are less than sixteen or seventeen Niu Lu, probably only in their early two thousands.
On the other side, Zu Dabi, who had finished cleaning the battlefield, reported to Yuan Chonghuan very excitedly, "Supervisor, this big victory, the first of more than 3,000 people is built, it is really an unprecedented victory!" ”
"It's a pity that the pursuit was too late, so I still let those remnants join the Han army and flee north together. Otherwise, if my eldest brother's soldiers and horses are also transferred here, and all those embarrassing Han troops are eaten, I don't know how happy it is! ”
Yuan Chonghuan said with a smile, "Don't be greedy, these 3,000 heads are also a big victory that has not been seen in the past ten years, that is, there are more than ten general soldiers promoted." ”
"Instead of chasing the dead to the north and luring Huang Taiji himself to a decisive battle, it is better to stick to Dalinghe Fort and think it is a fundamental plan."
"I have written to the imperial court to promote you to be the general soldier of Guangning, and now there are only the surrounding Guangning Left Guards in the jurisdiction. When we slowly advance until we conquer Quang Ninh, you will be able to sit more and more firmly in the position of the commander-in-chief. ”
Zu Dabi heard Yuan Chonghuan's outlook like this, and his eyes were also shining. He suddenly thought of Yuan Chonghuan, He Kegang and others who supported him behind the scenes, "Supervisor, Da Bi doesn't dare to swallow up such a credit alone." You also tell the court that you can give your children and grandchildren a martial position! In the future, he will come to Liaozhen, and I will personally take him to train and fight! ”
Yuan Chonghuan smiled and said, "Children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, I won't think so much about them." ”
"At present, the top priority is to continue to ask for food from the imperial court and continue to enrich the tuntian around Dalinghe Fort."
"Originally, the Holy Lord always disliked the huge cost of my Liao Town, and was unwilling to invest more, but with this big victory as circumstantial evidence, presumably the Holy Lord can only fully support us and others. I have already discussed with everyone that all the rewards of the imperial court will be used to buy grain, and it is necessary to let the people in the tuntian around Quang Ninh Wei spend the winter in peace until they are self-sufficient. ”
When Zu Dabi heard this, he was elated at first, and then he was a little worried. "Inspector, although we have won this battle, the Jurchens still haven't broken their bones."
"If that Huang Taiji is angry and gathers all his strength to attack, what should I do?"
Yuan Chonghuan shook his head and said, "I have fought with Huang Taiji many times, and I know that although this person is used to taking risks, he is scheming, planning and then acting, and he has always taken the initiative when he sees interests. ”
"Our big victory this time broke out half of his teeth, and let him know that my Liaozhen will not be a place where he will come and leave when he says he will go, and what good will it do him to attack Dalinghe Fort at this time?"
"Even if he wants to attack, I am ready, and the deployment of 20,000 troops here will only make him suffer greater losses."
Zu Dabi nodded again and again, and then he was relieved.
On the other side, Huang Taiji, who was far away near Heilongjiang, also got the news of Abatai's fiasco from Kuaima.
At this time, Huang Taiji was leading Haoge and others to search the mountains and forests, forcing other ethnic minorities who were still in the primitive fishing and hunting society to join his Eight Banners.
Historically, the Northeast region was also a corridor of ethnic migration, with waves of tribes migrating from the north-central part of the Eurasian continent to this region throughout the ages.
Therefore, it is unlikely that Jianzhou and the Jin Kingdom of the Song Dynasty have a blood connection, at most there are some shadows in language and culture.
After all, after the fall of the Jin Kingdom, it was first slaughtered by the Mongols, and then slaughtered by the Southern Song Dynasty.
Huang Taiji was originally full of joy, calculating that the Eight Banners would have a few more Niu Lu, and he strengthened the Eight Banners of Manchuria, gradually coerced the Mongolian and Han vassals, and took a step forward in the goal of competing for the world with the Ming Dynasty.
Who knew that at this time, the news of the fiasco of Zhenglanqi, the destruction of Niu Lu for nearly twenty, and the death of Abatai made everyone present feel heavy.
The most unbearable, of course, belongs to the banner owner of the Blue Banner, Mang Gurtai.
I saw him holding his waist and scolding Huang Taiji, "Back then, my father Khan set up eight banners and agreed that all sons would each hold a banner, which was to cherish the strength of my Jurchen headquarters. ”
"In case I Jianzhou has a faint monarch like Wanli, and let the children of the Eight Banners be sent to Langhu like the Ming army in Salhu, there are people who can restrain him."
"Who would have thought that since our Great Khan came to power, he first imprisoned Amin, transferred the blue flag to Zilharang, and then stretched out his hand to my blue flag step by step, and even divided half of the military power to Abatai."
"Now that Abatai has buried nearly half of the elite cavalry of my Blue Banner, it is actually the hand of the Great Khan, and I can't stand him anymore! If you don't help me at this time, then what awaits you will be the same fate! ”
Manggultai looked around, hoping to find similarly disgruntled allies.
Unexpectedly, however, there was only a dead silence around him.