Beiyang new warlord

This Wu Sangui really doesn’t regard himself as an outsider anymore, he picked up a bayonet from somewhere, and he used it with great success. Seeing that Jiannu was about to run away, this guy threw the bayonet like a javelin, and fell down again with a click One, ran 30 meters away from the ditch, cut off the head, and carried it back to the ditch in a bragging manner.

No matter which army, the men always respect the warrior. Seeing him so brave, those Dongjiang soldiers with blood spots all over their bodies and a large splatter on their faces also held their bayonets and cheered.

"Huh! Brother Mao, it's such a pleasure. You didn't see it just now. This little tartar made us cut it like a stupid roe deer. It's so damn hard to find the north! I used to be not convinced by you Dongjiang, Now I'm lucky, even the gunners are so damn brave, who the hell are they afraid of!"

"This time we killed probably no less than [-] Jiannu. If we want to cut off all of our heads, we have a commander in chief. You and my brothers are in the weak years. Who can compare to the official commander in chief and a hero in the world? Hahahaha!"

Just in time to see Mao Jue coming back, Wu Sangui threw away his braided head and greeted him with a big smile.

"Brother Mao, you"

Mao Jue didn't look like he had won a battle at all. Instead, he had a mournful face and pointed directly to the southeast.

"Return to the general army! The Liaodong army collapsed, and the motherfuckers fled all over the mountains and plains. Just now, tens of thousands of horsemen in blue and red ambushed another wave at Xingpo, and went around behind us. Now I am a lone army. We're under siege!"

Turning his head in horror, Wu Sangui noticed that half of the sky in the east was burning red, and the pervasive shouts of killing lingered for a long time. In the distance, he could still see the galloping cavalry swinging their knives down the fleeing infantry. At this time, there is nothing left of the great array of imperial troops, except for the crackling chariots that were burned.

Wu Sangui staggered as soon as his legs went limp.

Chapter 122. The battle of life and death

I don’t know if it’s smoky, but this dusk came very early. At this time, the huge Dalinghe battlefield has become silent. Don’t look for it. 80.00% of the casualties in the cold weapon war came from chasing and killing. The Qing army naturally Will not let go of this opportunity to eliminate the main force of the Liaodong Ming army.

Thick smoke bursts, the battlefield is full of overturned chariots, arrows stuck all over the ground, and corpses in disorder. However, surprisingly, there is also a flag of the Ming army planted on the smoky battlefield.

Mao Jue Corps.

Only when it hurts will he let go. He came over fiercely, fought for an hour, lost more than 800 corpses, and fled back in despair. He didn't want to touch this hedgehog again, but let Mao Jue squat comfortably in his crop circle.

In the mist of the cooking smoke, the corn sticks are gurgling and cooking in the pot, but the big guys have lost the energy to gnaw the corn in the morning. In the fierce decisive battle just now, the Mao Jue Corps suffered little loss, but the scene in front of them, no matter how optimistic people are, they will probably laugh If you can't come out, Jinzhou will be besieged. Going back is definitely a dead end. How can thousands of infantry fight against tens of thousands of Jiannu infantry and cavalry on the vast plain? Even if Li Ling is alive, he will probably be in vain .

"Tashan and Xingshan still have some soldiers and horses. It's really impossible. Let's retreat in that direction?"

It's not too fishy, ​​Wu Sangui suggested carrying a stick of corn with blood on his hands.

"If you want to send yourself to death, go out and turn right, close the door, thank you."

With his butt pouted and a binoculars in his hands, Mao Jue almost choked Wu Sangui to death with a single word. I really don't know where he came from with so many strange words. He shook his head helplessly, and Wu Sangui asked listlessly again.

"Then what do we do now?"

"Eat! If you die, you will be a full ghost!"

This Wu Sangui is completely speechless.

But this army is really miraculous. If it were any other army, they would have panicked and mutinied by this time.But here, Mao Jue looked at the telescope quietly. The rest of the people should eat and drink, and there was no restlessness at all. It wasn't that the soldiers were not worried, but that they were all bound by an invisible discipline. And for his own commander, it seems that the big guy is still very confident.

Finally, the tough dinner was over, and Mao Jue seemed to have had enough of seeing it. Anyway, Jiannu didn’t plan to come out for a while, and the big guys were gathered in the ditch in the center, and Mao Jue stood in the middle of the ditch, like a speech , facing all his mercenary fighters.

"Big guy, we've been trapped! Front, back, left, and right are all Jian slaves, tens of thousands of people!"

Following behind Mao Jue, he still wanted to rush to the scene, but Mao Jue's first sentence almost made him stagger and fall, so he tugged at his sleeve sadly.

"Brother Mao! You can't say that? It affects morale!"

"The greatest morale booster is to be honest with soldiers!"

Throwing away his hand, Mao Jue's voice was full of anger, pointing to the east and roaring furiously.

"Liaodong Army, a group of pigs! The general had already thought of a countermeasure, but he insisted on going his own way! We faced the bombardment of Jiannu's 24 red barbarian cannons! To buy time for them, these cowards who are selfish and struggling to survive would rather go far away. Facing the enemy being hacked to death, I don’t want to fight the enemy to the death, even if I die, I will die vigorously! These bastards have brought us to such a state!”

These words scolded Wu Sangui like hell, his handsome face twitched a few times, his mouth opened and closed slightly, but he really couldn't say anything, everything really went to collapse according to Mao Jue's prediction.

First of all, these soldiers should not be allowed to resent the commander. Mao Jue's swearing immediately aroused the sympathy of the sergeants, and all kinds of swearing followed. Wu Sangui's [-] or so Guanning cavalry could not hold their heads up. Come on, before setting off, I vowed not to end the siege of the Daling River. In one day, the main force was wiped out instantly, and the [-] pigs had to be killed for a few days. The Liaodong Army even performed worse than [-] pigs.

However, as Mao Jue pressed his hands down, the curses that boiled against Yingtian became silent again in an instant, and everyone's eyes focused on Mao Jue again.

"Those pigs can't be trusted, now we have only two options, one is to surrender and become a slave!"

Wu Sangui's expression changed immediately, but Mao Jue shook his head before he could speak.

"But I don't choose this road! Everyone has been to Yizhou. You should know what life is like for Ming people in Yizhou who coat slaves in Yizhou. They live in a barn and don't even have a coat in the cold winter months. All the crops are dedicated to the nobles of the slave chieftains, one master and one slave, not enough to eat and not warm, the face of the ancestors is completely lost!"

"And look at what these Jiannu did in the pass. The four cities of Yongping surrendered, and they still slaughtered the city! Today, we killed so many of them Jiannu. Once they put down their weapons, they will most likely kill us directly. Kill all!"

"Surrender is largely a dead end!"

With a finger down, Mao Jue's voice resounded, and the thousands of soldiers who heard him nodded.

"The second road is also a dead end to a large extent!"

This time, he turned his gaze to the north. In the dusk, he could still vaguely see the huge enclosure of the Eight Banners army, and the madness that had been hidden in his heart appeared on Mao Jue's face like never before.

"In front is the camp of Jiannu, and the Khan who built slaves is also inside. Just kill him! We can all go home, and the land in Liaodong that was encroached by Jiannu, your home for generations can also be restored little by little. Take it back! But I don’t know how many people are staying there, this trip may hit a stone with an egg!”

"But I want to die standing up!"

Suddenly pulled out the revolver and fired three times in the air, Mao Jue's handsome face turned ferocious like Yan Luo's for a moment.

"No matter how many people he has, I will fight with them! What about you!"

The high-spirited voice swept across the plain in an instant. Maybe he was used to obeying Mao Jue's orders, maybe he was convinced by the truth. No matter which town or whose personal soldiers, almost everyone raised their fists high.

"Fuck it!"

Wu Sangui shook his head in admiration at the back, fighting and charging into battle, he beat Mao Jue all by himself, but the commander of the army, now he was really convinced, the army in Liaodong, he had never seen the commander speak a few words, can stimulate his subordinates to follow For a while, Wu Sangui even suspected that if Mao Jue was the commander in chief instead of Zhang Chun, he might not have lost.

On the other side, Adelaine's lake-blue eyes were full of complexity, admiration, admiration, and hatred.

"so similar!"

The night was getting darker and darker, the sun faintly revealing a little fish-belly on the horizon, two people were also standing on the wall of the trench, one of them was wearing a bright yellow robe, and the other was wrapped in gauze on his head, like Like an Indian third brother.

"What a bunch of lunatics!"

Timidity and hatred are now the best portrayal of Mang Gurtai. This big robber and big slave owner still has lingering fears, and he is looking sideways at Huang Taiji with some worry. This is his brother, but he is bigger than him. slave master.

The matter of Amin's massacre of the city, but he picked it up and went to the end, won the title, circled in, life is worse than death, today all the flags including the Mongolian flag were won, only his Zhenglan flag was beaten, crying father and mother Yes, he was afraid that Huang Taiji would make an excuse, and it was also related to being peed today, he couldn't bring up any savagery.

However, Huang Taiji didn't realize at all that he was murdered in front of his eyes and the corpses were scattered all over the field. He even looked towards the south with admiration.

"That's right! What a bunch of lunatics!"

"However, Ben Khan was wrong. He used to think that the young master of the Mao family was just a dandy who got into the eyes of money. Today, it seems that he is a lunatic who can fight. But at this point, even if he is a lunatic, he should be sober. Right? Fan Wencheng, how wrong you are!"

Not qualified to stand beside Huang Taiji, and far away, Fan Wencheng bowed deeply.

"Master Shengming!"