Chapter 071: Battle of Quang Ninh III

'Bang bang bang...'

Chen Cao has already exhausted the paper shells in his hand, a flintlock pistol is now a scrap, he is not good at fighting bayonets, but he is still good at playing with knives.

Qiang..

Yanling's long knife was drawn, and Chen Cao looked coldly at Fei Yingdong in the firelight in the distance: "Is the countryman here?" ”

"Uncle," Zhao Xin trotted over, followed by Li Wan'er in armor.

The sneak attack was too dangerous, Li Wan'er originally stayed in the camp, but now the situation is very good, Fei Yingdong is surrounded by three hundred families in the inner circle of the big tent, the outer is the right guard, and the outside is the cavalry and foot soldiers of the Tartars, and the outermost is still in the fierce battle.

Chen Cao can't speak the Jurchen here, only Li Wan'er will, in order to persuade Fei Yingdong to surrender, he had to let Zhao Xin personally go to the camp to pick up Li Wan'er.

"Persuade them to surrender, tell them that they are surrounded, let them disarm and surrender, and make sure that it is Fei Yingdong inside." Chen Cao looked at Li Wan'er.

Li Wan'er nodded, and then said loudly towards the position of the big tent with her throat, Chen Cao, who was chattering, couldn't understand it, and finally, the other side spoke, and had a few words of conversation with Li Wan'er.

Li Wan'er turned her head to look at Chen Cao: "He said that he is Zarguqi of the Dajin Kingdom, and Fei Yingdong, a first-class general soldier." ”

The so-called Jurchen official name is really in the way, Li Wan'er frowned when she saw Chen Cao: "Zarguqi is an official name, which is equivalent to a cabinet scholar in the Ming Dynasty." ”

Before Chen Cao could speak, Fei Yingdong began to talk to Li Wan'er again, Chen Cao saw that Li Wan'er's face gradually became embarrassed, and then he closed his mouth.

"What did he say?" Chen Cao asked.

Li Wan'er closed her mouth and didn't want to answer, and Chen Cao didn't want to ask anymore when she saw this, and at that moment, a herald came galloping: "Uncle, the reinforcements from the Tartars are coming." ”

"Old thief," Chen Cao scolded, and immediately reacted that Fei Yingdong was delaying time: "Zhang Fengnian, attack the past, whether you live or die." ”

"Yes..."

'Bang bang bang...'

The internal gunfire rang out again, Fei Yingdong had more than Bai people under his guards, all of them were extremely fierce, Chen Cao was also to reduce casualties, but the most important thing was to capture Fei Yingdong alive and use it to threaten Nurhachi, but now it seems that the dead and alive no longer exist.

Even if a person is fierce, a person who is extremely accurate with a knife and arrow, he cannot achieve the point of 'the gun cannot be hit, and the knife cannot be cut'.

Fei Yingdong's guard circle is getting smaller and smaller, and he himself is extremely anxious, because the Nanjing right guard has already surrounded a big circle around his big tent in the big camp, and there are still people in the circle surrounding him, in the case of all muskets, unless there is a tunnel in his big tent, he will definitely die now.

And in less than thirty breaths, there were only seven or eight people left around Fei Yingdong.

Then Fei Yingdong shouted again, and Li Wan'er looked at Chen Cao and said, "He said he wants to fight you alone." ”

"Uncle, the old thief will definitely die now, so there is no need to waste time with him." Zhao Xin dissuaded.

Chen Cao sneered, and then said: "Since he wants to fight me alone, then I will kill him with my own hands, Wan'er, tell him loudly, I will fight him alone, whether he lives or dies, let his men go out safely." ”

Not long after, Fei Yingdong took off his pocket and walked out of the protective circle of his cronies and servants with a long knife of Yanling, and Chen Cao also walked over with a knife when he saw this.

Fei Yingdong has been fighting for decades, never lost a battle, and is the first person to charge into battle every time he is about to fight, and both of them have the title of Manchu Baturu.

In his eyes, Chen Cao, a young man in his early twenties, was not his opponent at all, but the reason why Chen Cao dared to come down like this was not only to deter Jiannu, but more importantly, where was this fifty or sixty-year-old guy the opponent of his strong young man, besides, Chen Cao was still very confident in his own force value, no matter how bad it was, there was a handcuff in his waist to save his life.

Fei Yingdong took the first move, took a step forward and swung the knife in his right hand, Chen Cao turned sideways, and then returned with a knife, and the two took a step back after colliding with the knife.

Chen Cao felt numb, and so did Fei Yingdong, and after sitting down and resting, the two swung their knives against each other again.

Onlookers could only see the sparks from the collision of the blades.

Chen Cao retreated again, he deeply felt that Fei Yingdong was really powerful, and it was really troublesome to find his flaws, so he couldn't help but gasp.

Fei Yingdong still, he underestimated the young Ming army general in front of him, this young man was different from anyone he had fought in the past.

"Ahh

Fei Yingdong shouted and rushed towards Chen Cao, Chen Cao took a deep breath, and then rushed towards Fei Yingdong with a knife, Fei Yingdong did not swing the knife this time, but stretched out his left hand, grabbed Chen Cao's cuirass buckle, and pulled it back with all his strength.

Chen Cao lost his strength at that time, and was pulled back by Fei Yingdong.

"Uncle..."Zhao Xin was shocked.

Li Wan'er also trembled, if something happened to Chen Cao, they wouldn't be able to go back.

At the last moment, Chen Cao threw away the Yanling knife, let Fei Yingdong exert his strength, and he pulled out the *** knife from his waist, and then at the moment when Fei Yingdong raised the knife and slashed, his right hand went up, and the extremely sharp tip of the knife stabbed into his left rib, Chen Cao's force before death was also brave and abnormal, and the entire bayonet was stabbed in.

The thing was very small, no one could see it in the night, Fei Yingdong was stabbed by the military thorn, and he lost his strength immediately, Chen Cao was thrown off in front of his feet, and he jumped up when he landed, kicked Fei Yingdong's knee, and then reached out and snatched the long knife in his hand, turned the blade, and slashed down.

Chen Cao couldn't understand the Jurchen words of Fei Yingdong's minions, but at least he clearly saw Fei Yingdong's unbelievable eyes and the head flying into the sky.

"Stop them." Zhang Fengnian gave an order, and all the minions were thrown to the ground, unable to move.

Several Jurchen minions struggled to the death, but the situation that Fei Yingdong was dead could not be changed.

Chen Cao asked Zhao Xin to pick up Fei Yingdong's head, and then pulled out the military thorn on his body and inserted it into the military thorn bag on his waist: "Wan'er, tell a few of them, this uncle will clearly order Wu Bo Chen Cao, let them go back and tell Nurhachi that if they want revenge, come here." ”

Li Wan'er was stunned for a moment before she came to her senses, he couldn't believe how Chen Cao got out of the predicament, and then spoke to the minion.

"Uncle, the Tartar reinforcements are chasing our brother behind them, and they are fighting on the periphery." The herald came again.

"Take Fei Yingdong's head and go to deter them. Orders were given to all the ministries to kill as many as they could, not to take prisoners, and not to live their mouths. Chen Cao said sharply.

As soon as Fei Yingdong died, the Tartars were leaderless, Nahai didn't believe that his father was killed, and led the cavalry to rush in the direction of the big tent, but was mercilessly hit by the flintlock pistol, and he himself was also hit, so he had to withdraw from the battle and seek opportunities in the periphery.

Cherge and Ada Hai arrived successively, the two were fighting fiercely at the right guard at the gate, but they only then reacted, the firearms of this Ming army were sharper than before, as long as they launched a charge, they would be hit by continuous muskets, and they were wondering, Wang Xiaojie and Han Shun's pursuers behind them rushed to come, and the two sides fought together outside the camp gate, plus the addition of the right guard, the battle became one-sided towards Chen Cao's side.

It is impossible for Nahai to abandon Fei Yingdong, as a son, if his father's corpse cannot be snatched back, there will be no place to live in the banner.

So he led his five thousand cavalry and rushed towards Chen Cao's position.

"Uncle, the Tartar has gone mad, and the front has been broken." When the herald arrived to report, an arrow came after him, killing him with a single arrow.

"Uncle, let's go." Zhao Xin shouted.

"Go fart," Chen Cao took the flintlock pistol from Zhang Fengnian's hand: "Order, the right guard of Nanjing, fight separately in the big camp with the small flag department." ”

"Yes..."

Nahai finally broke through the right guard to form a musket formation, but the price paid was also extremely heavy, until he rushed to Chen Cao's position, followed by only seventeen or eighteen horsemen, but the momentum was like thunder.

'Bang...'

Zhang Fengnian's shot was originally aimed at Nahai, but Nahai's cronies and minions flew in to block Nahai, Nahai was knocked down, drew out a long knife and slashed at Chen Cao, who was guarded, and the knight behind him also approached quickly.

"Uncle, be careful..."

"Protect the countryman..."Chen Cao shouted, then took out a handcuff from his waist and hid it: "Get out of the way." ”

The generals of the Ming army had the habit of wearing handcuffs, but Nahai had never seen it, and Huang Taiji had some captures in his hands, and Nahai rushed to Chen Cao with the help of the cavalry, and the people around Chen Cao were fighting against the cavalry.

"Ming dog is killed..."

Nahai shouted, Chen Cao felt that after going back, he would let Li Wan'er teach him the truth, and then raised his gun: "Baga..."

'Bang...'

Nahai's forehead was struck by lead bullets, which pierced through his skull and itself fell backwards with inertia.

Chen Cao shook his head helplessly: "What kind of bullshit are you talking about..."

Zhang Fengnian saw that Chen Cao's danger was lifted, and then he called on the Jiading team to eliminate the dozen or so cavalry in front of him as soon as possible, and then led people to press forward.

The whole camp was in chaos at the moment, Fei Yingdong was dead, Nahai was dead again, Cherge was blocked outside the camp gate, and Ada Hai, who was in a hurry, fought together with Wang Xiaojie's department, and at this moment the war situation in the camp was decided, Chen Cao immediately ordered to start fighting against the Tartar infantry outside the camp gate.

From the beginning of the sneak attack to the beginning of the morning of the three o'clock to the beginning of the hour, Adahai and Cherge only withdrew in a hurry with more than a thousand horsemen, and Song Che came in a hurry after completely repelling the Tartar foot soldiers, but the battle on the side of the camp had already ended.

"Shi Xiu, how is the battle going over there?" Chen Cao was a little tired, but the victory in the sneak attack battle had already killed Fei Yingdong, and the joy made him feel as if he had taken a stimulant.

Song Che took Guanhaiwei, Yangzhou Wei and Dahewei to attack the 5,000 foot soldiers of the Tartars with the superior forces of the three guards, and they were all the Han troops of the Baoyi, to put it bluntly, the Liaodong Han people who surrendered to the Tartars and the original guard troops.

This kind of second-line army is like the Imperial Cooperative Army, and its combat effectiveness is not at the same level as the Southern Army, which has gone crazy, because it is close to Xining Fort, Song Che did not dare to pursue too much, and after killing more than 1,000 people in the battle and capturing more than 1,000 people, he hurried to the camp to join Chen Cao.

"More than 2,000 people have been captured, and a batch of materials have been captured, how is it on your side?" Song Che looked a little tired.

"Fei Yingdong, the main general of the Tartars, and his son Nahai," Chen Cao said and patted Song Che on the shoulder: "The battle situation is unprecedentedly good, but it is not suitable to stay here for a long time, the cavalry of the Tartars will arrive soon, and quickly lead the team to our battalion to transport the artillery baggage, and then rush to Xiping Fort, let's go to support them." ”

"Good..."

"Uncle..."Xu Kaixian hurried over: "Xipingbao front line urgent report, the commander-in-chief Liu Qusuo led the reinforcements at Pingyang Bridge Fort encountered the Tartar attack troops, the whole army suffered heavy losses, and now it has urgently withdrawn to Shalingyi to join Qi Bingzhong. ”

Chen Cao suddenly felt bad when he heard this, and then immediately asked Zhao Xin to bring the map to check: "We are only sixty miles away from Xining Fort where the Tartars are located, and ninety miles away from the Shaling Station, and the cavalry of the Tartars appeared in Pingyang Bridge Fort, which is enough to prove that there are no Tartars in Xining Fort anymore, and Nurhachi will definitely encircle and annihilate Liu Qu and them at the Shaling Station;

Immediately give an order, the whole army is ready, immediately march, and go north to Xiping Fort. ”

"Uncle, let's not care about Shaling Station?" Zhao Xin frowned.

Chen Cao shook his head: "Divide it and divide it, and surround it to help." Zhao Xin, you send someone to infiltrate the Shaling Station, let Liu Qu and Qi Bingzhong lead the army to break through in the northwest direction, don't defend it. ”

"Yes..."

Song Che asked, "YCIS, is it really as you said, this battle?" ”

"Hmm..."Chen Cao nodded: "Luo has always been loyal to the country, if you can save it, you can save it, if you can't save it, forget it..."

July 22, Fort Xiping

The general of Xiping Fort, the deputy chief soldier Luo Yi, looked at the headless Jurchen cavalry outside the fortress, and couldn't help but feel sad.

The general Hei Yunhe is a native of Liaodong, and has fought with the Tartars for ten years and has been in danger several times, but today he also feels that this battle has no life at all.

The guerrilla general Li Maochun rushed from the female wall on the right and scolded angrily: "Why haven't those people who are greedy for life and afraid of death come yet? ”

Zhang Ming, who was also a guerrilla, walked from outside the gate of the village first: "My lord, when will the reinforcements from the imperial court come?" ”、

After the fall of Xining Fort, the Tartar army had already cut off the connection between Xiping Fort and Zhenwu Fort, and even asking for help was unsustainable.

"Wait," Luo has always looked coldly at the various military flags standing outside: "I will receive the emperor's favor in the world, and no inch of land in Liaodong can be lost, even if one life is worth one life, I must also pull out the hands and feet of the thief chief." ”

"Yes..."

Outside Xiping Fort, Nurhachi was waiting, waiting for news from the Sand Ridge Post to launch a final attack on Xiping Fort.

"The Great Khan...", the herald came on horseback: "Something is wrong..."

Nurhachi was surrounded by cronies, Dai Shan frowned, and asked for Nurhachi, "What's the matter?" ”

The herald saluted to Dai Shanxing: "Qi Beile Ye, the Ming army, the Ming army crossed the Da Liao River the night before yesterday and attacked the camp of Zarguqi, Zarguqi and his son Nahai were both killed, and the whole camp was defeated, leaving only Cherge and Ada Hai with more than 1,000 horsemen to retreat to the Shaling Post to join the second Belle Ye. ”

"Father Khan..."Daishan immediately jumped off his horse and reached out to support Nurhachi.

Nurhachi eased his nerves on his horse, and then waved his hand: "Go down, let Mang Gurtai come to Xiping Fort as soon as he finishes the battle of the Sand Ridge Station." ”

"Tsk..."