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

The Jian Nu had already suffered a defeat, especially Kong Youde's army. They surrendered to the Qing Dynasty because of a mutiny among their subordinates. The army's discipline was already poor, and the soldiers from the Beijing camp shouted and threatened them, and they suddenly became like headless flies, running around in panic.

The Qing army camp was in chaos, and the heavy cavalry was blocked outside. Only a part of the Jiannu infantry was offering sporadic resistance. Under the frenzied attack of Qi Dazhu and others, the Jiannu army lasted less than half an hour before finally retreating again.

Qi Dazhu and others were overjoyed and immediately informed Zhang Shikang of the news. The Jiannu retreated in a hurry and they had no time to take away all the food and supplies in the military camp.

More importantly, after Qi Dazhu entered the military camp, he immediately led his men to the stables, killed the Manchu Han army who were trying to snatch horses from the stables and escape, and intercepted countless Tartar war horses. This was great news.

You must know that it has always been the Jianlu Tartars who broke into the imperial military camps and seized the imperial artillery, food and supplies. This is the first time that they have done the opposite.

But Lu Xiangsheng frowned when he heard the news.

"There's something fishy going on!"

He originally wanted to expand the results of the battle as much as possible, so it was within his expectations that he would be beaten back in the end.

After all, if the Tartars were so easy to defeat, why would the imperial court continue to lose land outside the Great Wall?

But no one expected that in less than half an hour, the Tartars actually ran away, leaving behind all the food and supplies.

Zhang Shikang was naturally very happy to hear the news, especially when he heard that a lot of war horses had been intercepted. The future world belongs to firearms, but the present world still belongs to war horses.

The number of war horses in the Tatar army was almost one to one with the number of troops. Even the Tatar infantry had war horses when they moved forward. However, compared with the 3,000 cavalry in the Beijing camp, they were really not enough.

Especially after seeing the Tatars' heavy cavalry, Zhang Shikang wanted to expand the cavalry of the Beijing camp even more.

As for the sudden defeat of the Tartars, Zhang Shikang did not think too much about it. He remembered that a guy named Cao Gui said that if the enemy retreated in an orderly manner, it might be a way to lure the enemy.

But if the retreat was very panic-stricken, it could naturally be a real panic-stricken one. It would be very difficult to disguise when there are so many people, not to mention that they didn't even want food, fodder, weapons, and even the most important war horses.

Although there was still a possibility of luring the enemy, Zhang Shikang did not think that the Beijing Camp was so important to the Tatars that they would shed so much blood to lure the enemy.

Thinking of this, Zhang Shikang said:

"Who cares? If they retreat, we will chase them as far as we can. This will be our revenge for the humiliation we suffered from the imperial court before."

Lu Xiangsheng hesitated for a moment, but ultimately did not object. After all, he was a guest, and Zhang Shikang had saved his life. Although he had only saved him temporarily, the favor was always there.

After the Jiannu infantry retreated, the Jiannu heavy cavalry not far away did not linger in the fight, but also rushed towards the Jiannu's defeated soldiers.

After receiving Zhang Shikang's order to continue the pursuit, more than 10,000 infantrymen of the Beijing Camp immediately chased out. They might not be able to catch up with the cavalry, but they could catch up with the infantry without war horses.

Needless to say, the defeated soldiers of Kong Youde's army had completely lost their morale due to the successive defeats, and were as easy to kill as lambs running around.

There were also quite a few Tatar infantrymen, who had no choice but to follow the main force as their horses were captured by Qi Dazhu. They might be brave at ordinary times, but at this moment they were all out of breath.

The soldiers of the Beijing camp had to run at least twenty to thirty miles every day during training. They were best at long-distance raids, and as a result they killed quite a few weak Tartar infantrymen.

Wei Shuangyong, the lieutenant general of the Beijing Camp Cavalry Battalion, was of course also in the pursuit. Of course, his main task was still to guard against the heavy cavalry of the Jiannu.

The heavy cavalry was too difficult to deal with. Their steel-plate armor was almost invulnerable to swords and spears. He confronted the heavy cavalry for a long time. Although he tried his best to avoid contact with the enemy, he still lost more than a hundred of his men.

"Commander Wei, why is there a carriage over there? Aren't the Tatars known as a nation on horseback? Why are there people riding in a carriage?"

Sun Dasheng, a guerrilla of the Beijing Camp Cavalry, pointed at the Tatars in the distance.

Although it was Sun Dasheng's first time to participate in a battle, his performance was obvious to all. He killed five or six Tatars and even killed a Tatar heavy cavalryman.

"How would I know? Maybe she was kidnapped from somewhere." Wei Shuangyong thought for a moment and said.

The Jiannu looted everywhere within the Great Wall. In addition to property and food, they also looted people. The men were used as slaves, and the women were used as tools for sexual gratification in addition to being slaves.

Of course, there were also some female slaves who were kept by some Tartar generals because of their beauty, but their final fate was the same. They were discarded or killed after they got tired of playing with them.

"I don't have a wife yet! I have to go and see one." Sun Dasheng said with his eyes rolling when he heard that.

He found it very strange. The Tartars left in such a hurry that they didn't even have time to take their food and supplies with them. It was not right that they were still thinking about women at this time.

But his words still caused laughter from his comrades around him. However, Sun Dasheng was so thick-skinned that he didn't take it seriously at all.

"It's okay to go and take a look, but don't go too far from our headquarters, don't be reckless." Wei Shuangyong agreed to Sun Dasheng's request with a smile.

"Don't worry!" Sun Dasheng said, and rushed towards the carriage with his thousands of subordinates.

After all, the carriage was not running fast. After a while, Sun Dasheng caught up to the place several hundred meters away from the carriage. He looked at the carriage and frowned.

The carriage was a fairly ordinary box-type carriage, but there were as many as three or four hundred guards around it, and judging by their attire, they should be elite Tartar infantry.

"Zhang San, go and inform Lord Wei that there may be an important figure of the Jian Nu in this carriage. This guerrilla wants to go and take a look and let Lord Wei know."

Although Zhang San looked a little reluctant, he still ran towards Wei Shuangyong. Sun Dasheng glanced at his subordinates and said:

"Brothers, I see that the person in that carriage must be the Tartar general Yangwu. If we can capture this Tartar leader, our contribution will be great."

Sun Dasheng looked serious and spoke confidently, but he actually didn't know what was in the carriage.

Although his father often beat him, he also taught him how to rally the troops and boost morale on the battlefield. A small lie is incomparable to a victory.

Even two thousand imperial troops would not dare to confront the three hundred elite Tatars head-on, so he had to think of a way to stimulate his subordinates.

The Tartars were good at fighting, and their infantry was also good at fighting. The soldiers in the Beijing camp had trained so hard and had replaced their equipment with new weapons, but they were still at a disadvantage in a one-on-one fight with the Tartars. They could only barely have a chance of winning when fighting two against one.

And after all, he was just guessing. Even if it wasn't true, it wouldn't matter. It was just a guess, so isn't it normal to be wrong?

Seeing the excitement on everyone's faces, Sun Dasheng said:

"One thousand versus three hundred. The advantage is on my side. Do you have the confidence to defeat them?"