mesbooks Chapter 635: Too many soldiers have died for that bastard
Chapter 635: Too many soldiers have died for that bastard
Half a minute later, the tall Ajige fell down, gasping for breath and looking at Ma Lingqi in disbelief.
The appearance of a woman in the military camp was shocking enough to him, but what shocked him even more was that this woman was so agile.
Ajige's martial arts skills were already the best among the Eight Banners, but when fighting with this woman, he was unable to keep up with his opponent's speed.
Within a few moves, his scimitar was completely ineffective and he could only block subconsciously.
But the woman's attacks were getting faster and faster, so that after just a few mistakes, he was stabbed once in the right hind leg and once in the left kidney.
Especially the shot to his left kidney that injured his internal organs. Ajige felt that his physical energy was rapidly draining away. He fell to one knee on the ground and had lost the ability to fight again.
At this time, with the cooperation of Xu Wenyuan, Sun Dasheng, Niu Gang and Qi Dazhu, most of Ajige's subordinates had been killed, and the remaining dozens of people had given up resistance.
When the last rays of sunset were about to set, Zhang Shikang ordered his men to bring Ajige, who was tied up like a twist, to the front of the battle.
"Dorgon, look who this is?" Zhang Shikang ordered someone to lift Ajige's rat braid.
Dorgon's face in the distance suddenly turned gloomy. He had realized something was wrong half a quarter of an hour ago. If the surprise attack failed, he should have returned in a quarter of an hour at most.
However, since there had been no response for such a long time and the morale of the Guards had not been affected in the slightest, he felt that something bad might have happened.
Now seeing Ajige tied up in front of the battle, Dorgon naturally understood what he would face next.
But he did not reply. Even if he was his brother, his defeat would only prove his incompetence. Speaking at this time would only affect morale and would be of no use at all.
Besides, he had seen that Zhang Shikang was very eloquent, so it would be easier if he didn't say anything.
"Go tell Huang Taiji that if he withdraws his troops, I will spare his life."
Zhang Shikang was speaking in a completely ironic way. After so much trouble, if the Jiannu army retreated at this time, it would be the end of the world.
"Hmph! Are you about to collapse?
How could the Great Qing Empire retreat because of one person? Ajige died for the Great Qing. Once I get your dog head, His Majesty the Great Qing Empire will posthumously confer a title on him.
And you will pay the price."
Dorgon finally spoke. Although he was very upset about his brother being captured, Zhang Shikang's words made him feel a lot more relieved.
Zhang Shikang threatened them with his brother and asked them to withdraw their troops. It seemed that he could no longer hold on. This was definitely good news for the Qing Dynasty.
After hearing what Dorgon said, Zhang Shikang showed no expression, which was within his expectations.
However, Ajige suddenly became ferocious. He wanted to speak and tell Dorgon that all this might be a conspiracy.
He wanted to tell Dorgon that he had finally seen clearly what was on the open space in the Ming army camp. It was a cannon covered by branches and rags.
There were a lot of cannons, including heavy copper cannons that were enough to cause huge damage to the Qing warriors.
But his mouth was stuffed with cloth, so he could only make whimpering sounds and could do nothing else.
Seeing Ajige like this, Dorgon thought that Ajige was afraid of death, and immediately frowned and said:
"Brother, you may resent me for not saving you, but as a member of the Qing imperial family, please maintain dignity for the Qing."
This was already a very impolite statement. He had never thought that Ajige would be afraid of death. Because of this, Dorgon was very angry.
Hearing Dorgon say this about him, Ajige became even more furious. He felt that he was being wronged and his eyes widened as if he wanted to eat Dorgon.
Dorgon was worried that Ajige would do something that would further damage the prestige of the Qing Dynasty, so he said to Zhang Shikang:
"Kill me if you want. No need to waste time talking. It won't be long before I use your head as a sacrifice to him."
"Well, let him reunite with his cousin Jirgalang down there!" Zhang Shikang said with a wave of his hand.
Qi Dazhu drew out his sword and chopped off Ajige's head with one stroke. The scarlet blood spurted out more than a meter away.
Dorgon gritted his teeth and suppressed his anger:
"What do you mean? Are you trying to confuse us again?"
"Hahaha! You will receive the news soon." After Zhang Shikang said that, he kicked Ajige's head towards Dorgon like a ball, and then turned around and returned to the camp.
By this time, the sky had gradually darkened. Although fighting was still going on on the battlefield, it was not very intense due to limited vision. However, because neither side had issued an order to retreat, the battle continued, some near and some far away.
"General, it looks like the Tartars won't let us rest tonight. The final battle will begin at dawn tomorrow."
Sun Weifan followed and said to Zhang Shikang.
"We've been waiting for a long time, haven't we?"
Zhang Shikang didn't even turn his head. There were too many corpses and too many familiar faces behind him.
But this is the price of victory.
Later, Dorgon temporarily handed over the command to his deputy and went to see Huang Taiji.
He had been thinking about Zhang Shikang's previous words and thought it necessary to remind Huang Taiji that the naturalized Jirgalang might encounter an unexpected accident.
However, as soon as he met Huang Taiji, Huang Taiji handed the secret letter he had received to Jirgalang.
Huang Taiji's face looked very ugly, and Dorgon began to frown when he saw the words above.
It was written that more than 13,000 soldiers of the Bordered Blue Banner and more than 4,800 soldiers of the Eight Mongolian Banners were completely wiped out, and Ajige was besieged and feared to have met with an unexpected disaster.
The person who did all this was Lu Xiangsheng, the commander-in-chief of the Tiger Guards, who had been keeping his troops idle and hiding behind the Great Wall.
Thirteen thousand Manchurian Eight Banners, almost more than 20% of the existing Manchurian Eight Banners in the Qing Dynasty, were gone just like that.
But the war continued. Huang Taiji was the first to calm down and said to Dorgon and Daishan:
"We don't have much time left. As soon as tomorrow morning comes, we must kill Zhang Shikang.
Otherwise, our Qing Dynasty will lose all hope of turning the tables."
According to estimates, Lu Xiangsheng's army is mostly infantry, and will arrive as early as tomorrow afternoon, but it is not ruled out that Lu Xiangsheng will send cavalry to support first.
If this is the case, the Guards will most likely receive the first wave of cavalry support at noon tomorrow, and then there will be a steady stream of support.
Morale is fluctuating, and the time for the Qing Dynasty to regain its former glory may only be tomorrow morning.
"Don't worry, Your Majesty. They won't be able to rest all night. I have already made all the arrangements." Daishan took over the conversation.
It is difficult to carry out a real decisive battle at night, but it is easy to send troops to harass the enemy and prevent them from sleeping peacefully.
He didn't think that the Ming army would be able to maintain its combat effectiveness the next morning after a day of hard fighting and no rest at night.
However, they could rely on their superior military strength to allow most of their soldiers to rest.
"Tomorrow morning, I will personally lead the charge and defeat them in one battle!"
Dorgon gritted his teeth and seemed to have made a great decision.
"After this battle, I will posthumously honor Ajige and promote him to a higher rank." Huang Taiji said this, of course, to encourage Dorgon.
Jirgalang died, Ajige also died, they were all their brothers. Too many of their soldiers had died for this war, for that bastard.
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The former site of the Kharchin tribe of Mongolia, the afternoon of the third day of June.
It only took Wu Sangui half a day to completely massacre the remaining Kharchin troops. The resentful army had no psychological burden at all towards their mortal enemy.
Under normal circumstances, after a fierce battle, soldiers should be given time to rest and relax. After all, there are still many women left in the Kharchin tribe.
This was a personal grudge between the Liao soldiers and the Tartars. In the past, countless of their fathers were killed and insulted by the Tartars.
But Wu Sangui ordered all the prisoners to be killed, and then gathered the entire army again.
This made the soldiers of the resentful army very puzzled, but they did not dare to say a word due to military orders.
Not long after, Wu Sangui came over with a solemn expression on his face.
He held a letter tightly in his hand, and the letter paper was already wrinkled.
All the reinforcements were looking at him, and gradually realized that something very important might have happened.
There was total silence on the vast grassland, with only the occasional snorting of war horses.
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