Late Ming Dynasty: Oops, I am surrounded by the Donglin Party

"Yes! Take down the general!"

When everyone heard this, everyone agreed. Sun Dasheng was already popular in the military camp. Not only did he have a father who was a deputy admiral, he also had an older brother who was an admiral. He himself was also very brave and trusted by his subordinates.

"It's not bad to snatch a woman for Sun Youji!"

"Hahaha!"

"Don't joke, generals, listen to my orders, charge at the Tartar infantry and go straight to the Tartar four-wheeled carts!" Sun Dasheng said as he rushed forward on his horse.

A thousand cavalrymen behind him followed with a roar, and in just a few breaths they encountered the Tartar infantry.

Sun Dasheng brandished his sword, but this group of Tartars were very good at fighting, and their bravery was even greater than that of the Tartars in the previous melee. Sun Dasheng felt a little tired as soon as they came into contact with him.

Not to mention his subordinates, many of whom had injured their horses and had to dismount to fight the Tatars, but with little effect.

Fortunately, Sun Wukong’s purpose was not to kill all these Tartars. He led more than 200 elite soldiers to defend while rushing towards the carriage.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Sun Dasheng finally knocked down the coachman, and he immediately lifted the curtain of the carriage.

"day!"

There was only one person lying in the carriage. He was about forty years old, and the armor he was wearing was obviously not something that ordinary people would wear. It was even embroidered with gold edges.

Only members of the royal family could have gold edges embroidered on their armor, and the leader of this Tartar army, Yuetuo, seemed to be a member of the Qing royal family.

It's just that this person seemed to be ill. His face was covered in sweat and had many red spots. It looked scary at first glance. He had already fallen into a coma.

“It’s true…” Sun Wukong was stunned for a moment, then excitement appeared on his face.

After confirming this, Sun Dasheng immediately ordered one of his men to guard the carriage, while he himself served as the groom. At the same time, he said to his men who were still resisting the Tartars:

"Hahahaha! Brothers, the Tartar's general is already in our hands, hurry up!"

When the cavalrymen of the Beijing Camp heard this, they all felt that their guerrilla commander had foreseen the situation and that they had earned the credit. For a moment, they all looked excited.

The group of Tartars did not understand what Sun Dasheng said, but ever since Sun Dasheng seized the carriage, they became even more crazy and were fighting to the death.

Many Tatars almost gave up their defense and were determined to take back the carriages.

Although the Royal Guards are powerful, well-treated, have high salaries and a low risk factor, they have one thing in common: they must protect their commander.

Once the main general encounters an accident, no matter whether he is from the Ming or Qing Dynasty, he will be executed.

Sun Dasheng certainly knew why these guys were risking their lives, but he had the advantage of more people and horses. After paying some price, he finally rushed out.

However, the group of Tartars continued to chase after them relentlessly, and soon Sun Dasheng met up with Wei Shuangyong.

"Commander Wei, there is a member of the Jiannu royal family in the carriage. I don't know if it is Yuetuo. I pulled him back."

Sun Dasheng drove the carriage excitedly to Wei Shuangyong and lifted the door curtain as he spoke.

"It's him! He is Yuetuo! Dasheng, you have done a great job. Go find the admiral quickly. I will take care of the pursuers!"

When Wei Shuangyong was fighting side by side with Lu Xiangsheng, he had seen Yuetuo once. Capturing the Jiannu commander was no small matter.

While he was happy, in order to prevent the heavy cavalry from getting wind of the news and snatching it away, he immediately ordered Sun Dasheng to go to the rear and hand Yuetuo over to Zhang Shikang.

He took the remaining troops to stop Yuetuo's personal guards.

Sun Dasheng was not vague either. He immediately ran back with his men. The carriage was moving slowly and it took them quarters of an hour to find Zhang Shikang.

"Brother, I captured Yuetuo!" As soon as Sun Dasheng saw Zhang Shikang, he immediately lifted the curtain of the carriage excitedly.

No matter how powerful he was in the military camp, he always looked like a lackey in front of Zhang Shikang, with an expression of seeking praise written all over his face.

Zhang Shikang and Lu Xiangsheng stood together. After Lu Xiangsheng confirmed it, a smile appeared on his face.

He immediately understood why the Tartars were in such chaos that they did not have time to take away their food, supplies and even horses. It turned out that their main general had fallen.

Only Zhang Shikang frowned.

He walked over and took a closer look, his face changed drastically, and he covered his mouth and nose and said:

"Is this guy suffering from the Black Death?"

Yuetuo's face was covered with sweat and his exposed skin was covered with red rashes. People at that time knew very little about infectious diseases, but Zhang Shikang had experienced several major epidemics after all, so he had some understanding of infectious diseases.

In addition, this was the end of the Black Death pandemic, and many places in the Ming Dynasty were left empty-handed due to the Black Death.

"Admiral Zhang must be talking about the plague. I have seen the symptoms of the plague. This Yue Tuo is not suffering from the plague."

After all, Lu Xiangsheng was knowledgeable and experienced. In fact, there had been outbreaks of plague in Xuanfu and Datong. In order to prevent the spread of the plague in the military camp, he also did a lot of homework.

"Even if it's not the plague, it's probably not a good disease. Sun Dasheng, stay away from this admiral. And those who have had close contact with this guy, go to quarantine."

Zhang Shikang had been isolated for a long time because of an epidemic, so he was particularly wary of infectious diseases, almost subconsciously.

Sun Dasheng was dumbfounded. He had no idea what an infectious disease was. He only knew that he had captured the royal family of the Tartar. He ran all the way here to take credit, but not only did he not get any praise, but he was instead looked down upon by his eldest brother with his hands covering his nose.

"Brother...I..."

"Don't talk. Cover your mouth and nose with your shirt. Where's the doctor? Call him over quickly."

Zhang Shikang asked the people gathered around to disperse while giving orders to his subordinates. Lu Xiangsheng watched the whole process and felt that although Admiral Zhang was young, he was very reliable in doing things.

You have to know that there are few people in the entire court who take the epidemic seriously.

Soon the military medical officer came over and, at Zhang Shikang's reminder, he also covered his mouth and nose with cloth and got on the carriage to check.

"Admiral, this man does not have the plague, but smallpox. Your Excellency is far-sighted. This disease is indeed contagious." said the medical officer.

Sun Dasheng was numb when he heard this. It really was contagious. He looked at the unconscious Yue Tuo, then at himself, and then at his elder brother Zhang Shikang. He didn't know what to do.

"You guys just stay here and are not allowed to go anywhere. Anyone who disobeys my order will be executed." Zhang Shikang gave the order very solemnly upon hearing this.

After saying this, he felt that it was a bit cruel to Sun Dasheng, so he comforted him:

"Brother, I'm not disliking you. You know what a contagious disease is. If it goes wrong, many people will die. You just stay here and wait for a while. If everything is fine, you'll be safe."

Sun Dasheng felt a little relieved. After Zhang Shikang gave instructions to Sun Dasheng and others, he ordered the medical officer to stay with them. In addition to observing whether Sun Dasheng and others were infected, he also ordered him to treat Yue Tuo.

After all, Yuetuo is a member of the Qing royal family, and the nephew of Dorgon and Huang Taiji. Such a person may be more useful alive than dead.

After a long time, Sun Dasheng and others were finally settled. Now that the Jian slave leader was captured by them, the battle was finally decided.

By the evening, news came from the front that Kong Youde's troops were basically wiped out. The Tatar infantry also gained a lot of gains, but eventually retreated under the cover of the Jiannu heavy cavalry.

Seeing that it was getting dark, Wen Bangguo and Niu Gang stopped the pursuit and started to clean up the battlefield.

At this point, Zhang Shikang finally felt relieved.

After all, it was his first time leading troops into battle. It was definitely not easy. Zhang Shikang even had trouble sleeping at night for a while.

"I wonder what Master Lu's plans are for the future?"

As soon as it got dark, Zhang Shikang found Lu Xiangsheng with a plate of side dishes and a pot of wine.

Lu Xiangsheng suffered heavy losses this time. Only a little over a thousand of his eight thousand men are still alive, and his direct Tianxiong Army was almost wiped out.

The loss was not small. Lu Xiangsheng was not like Zhang Shikang, who not only had a rich father who spoiled him, but also a powerful emperor who protected him.

It is not easy to rebuild the Tianxiong Army. Zhang Shikang certainly wants to help, but he also has to listen to Master Lu's ideas.

Lu Xiangsheng was sitting alone in the big tent, staring blankly at the night sky. When he saw Zhang Shikang coming over, his expression was still melancholy. He cupped his hands and sighed:

"Why bother planning? I'm afraid I can't escape death this time."

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