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

Sebuten, the Beizi of the Balin tribe, felt a palpitation in his heart and woke up from his sleep.

The woman in his arms also half sat up, revealing a hint of spring on her chest.

"Master Beizi, what's wrong with you?" the woman asked.

Sebuten was a little dazed. He didn't know where the fear came from, but he didn't want to talk about this to a woman. He just said impatiently:

"You go to sleep, I'll go out for a walk."

Saibuten said as he stood up from the bed.

The population of the entire tribe has declined sharply in the past two years, from more than 40,000 people at its peak to only more than 20,000 people now.

Seven years ago, the Balin tribe surrendered to Huang Taiji under pressure from Nalindan Khan. At that time, the Later Jin was unstoppable and had no rivals outside the Great Wall.

The Ming Dynasty court was also defeated by Huang Taiji and lost lands one after another. After the surrounding tribes successively surrendered to Huang Taiji, Saibuteng also surrendered to Huang Taiji, and his tribe was incorporated into the Eight Banners of Mongolia.

This should have been a glorious thing, after all, the Eight Banners were the elite of the Qing Dynasty.

This was indeed the case in the past two years. His brother followed Huang Taiji in his campaigns and made many contributions. He was allocated six or seven hundred Han slaves alone.

However, since the defeat in the interior three years ago, the situation took a sharp turn for the worse, and the Qing Dynasty suffered a series of failures in its military operations against the imperial court.

Especially in the battle to enter the pass two years ago, his brother and more than 7,000 brave warriors of his own army were almost all killed inside the pass, and his brother's body was not found.

Last time, His Majesty the Great Qing Empire actually fell into Zu Dashou's trap and lost both his wife and his army. It was really disappointing.

A few months ago, civil officials from the Qing Dynasty came here and originally wanted to have his tribal warriors reorganize 5,000 people to join the Eight Banners Mongolia to replace his brother.

But after much consideration, Saibuten finally asked the court for a one-year grace period, on the grounds that if more troops were sent into the Eight Banners, his tribe would be left unprotected, so that his tribe could have a chance to breathe.

The official looked very unhappy when he left, but there was nothing Sebuteng could do.

Nothing is more important than the survival of the tribe.

Sebuten picked up the remaining wine from last night and drank it all, then lifted the door curtain of the yurt.

A gust of cold wind suddenly rushed into his chest. He tightened his leather jacket and was about to ask the guard at the door what time it was when he suddenly heard a series of dull sounds in his ears.

Sebuten's brows suddenly frowned.

As a nation on horseback, he was very familiar with this sound: it was the sound of a large number of cavalry charging collectively.

The Bahrain tribe is closest to the Xitumed tribe, and this is the only possibility that Sebuten can think of.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

Shouts were heard not far away, and the entire camp immediately fell into chaos.

"Pass my military order, all soldiers must assemble immediately!" Sebuteng felt his heart bursting with fear.

His tribe has less than 7,000 combat-capable soldiers at most. In order to defend against the Xitumed tribe, he has recently been running to the surrounding Ujumchin tribe quite often, hoping to get support from the Ujumchin tribe if the enemy attacks.

Although the situation was somewhat critical before, considering that the military strength of the Xitumed tribe was not much higher than his, and his tribe did not have much hatred with Omubu, Omubu did not need to fight him to the death.

After all, even if Ombu won, he would suffer heavy losses.

But I didn't expect that the other party actually dared to come.

"Tell Man Zhu Xili to send someone to notify Ujumchin's allies immediately!" Saibuteng took his scimitar from the tent and ordered his guards.

The guard immediately ran away after receiving the order. Another guard pointed at the panicked people not far away and said:

"Master Beizi, they... they are already rushing over here! Look over there!"

But about a hundred steps away, groups of cavalry rushed out from the fog. Their clothing and equipment were different from those of the Mongols, but they all had looks of bravery on their faces.

"No! Not Ombu, not Xitumed!

Who are they and why are they suddenly attacking me?

Could it be the Ming Dynasty court? "

……

Li Zicheng rode on a war horse and rushed to the front. Behind him, Liu Zongmin held a broadsword in his hand and Hao Yaoqi held an iron whip in his hand.

Li Guo and Tian Jianxiu followed closely behind, while Liu Tichun had already led his troops to charge into the enemy camp.

"Charge in, kill everyone without mercy, regardless of age or strength! Kill!" After saying this, Li Zicheng drew out his sword and rushed towards a man who looked like a leader.

A total of 15,000 cavalrymen poured into the Balin tribe like a flood of carp crossing the river, and the defense organized by Saibuteng lasted only less than half a quarter of an hour.

After experiencing a period of continuous depression, Li Zicheng's 30,000 troops suddenly erupted at this moment in confusion about the future and fear of the present.

Silence, silence, if you don’t explode in the silence, you will only die in the silence.

This is the only way. If they cannot win a great victory, their situation outside the Great Wall will only get worse.

Just before rushing into the tribal gathering place, all the soldiers suddenly burst out with a strong desire to win, and this desire made their adrenaline surge.

Awakening, time to hunt.

It was dawn, and the sky was about to brighten. Most of the people in the Barin tribe were still sleeping. After the defense that Sebuten had barely organized was torn apart, the entire Barin tribe could no longer organize any decent resistance.

When Li Zicheng's infantry arrived at the battlefield, the entire Balin tribe finally collapsed.

They fled in all directions just to save their lives, but Li Zicheng had already anticipated such a situation.

He immediately ordered Liu Zongmin to lead his 5,000 cavalry to pursue the defeated soldiers, while the remaining troops completed the encirclement of Balin's tribe.

The soldiers under his command were killing like crazy, as if they were venting their emotions of the past few days. Many people from the Balin tribe had already kneeled down in the yurt, hoping that their lives could be spared.

But the soldiers of the Zui Camp, who were blinded by bloodshed, rushed up and chopped the man to pieces.

After more than half an hour, the war within the Bahrain tribe was basically over.

The entire gathering place was littered with corpses, some from the Guilty Camp, some from the Bahrain Tribe, but most of them were from the latter.

In the end, there were more than 5,000 Mongols who surrendered to the Zui Camp alive.

No more than 3,000 people broke out of their encirclement, and Liu Zongmin was still intensifying his pursuit. Most of the 3,000 people did not even have time to ride their horses, and it was estimated that they could not run far.

"King Chuang, what should we do with these prisoners?" Niu Jinxing came personally to ask.

Li Zicheng wiped the blood off his sword on the door curtain of a yurt.

Due to the good prior reconnaissance, the battle went surprisingly smoothly and the Bahrain tribe was not prepared at all.

This battle is too important for them. The depressed atmosphere they have been feeling these days is about to explode, and this battle is nothing short of a process of release.

Similarly, after this battle, Li Zicheng realized that there was no possibility that they would surrender to the Jiannu again.

This time they almost wiped out the Balin tribe, and Huang Taiji would never tolerate them again.

Thinking of this, Li Zicheng no longer had any hope, but became more determined.

He looked at the prisoners not far away, and after a moment of silence, he said calmly:

"Kill them on the spot, leaving no one alive."

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