Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Unscrupulous Literati Fan Wencheng
Li Yongfang withdrew his troops and retreated, but the Mongolian cavalry did not have time to retreat. Even because of Li Yongfang's retreat, his formation was in chaos and was directly exposed to the Imperial Guard Cavalry Battalion.
Oboi took the lead and waved his right arm hard, and the fierce horse roared and killed several Tartars in succession.
The soldiers from other cavalry battalions also immediately entangled with these Tartar cavalry.
Nowadays, the effect of Oboi's unique cavalry training is fully revealed. The sharing of humans and horses makes the soldiers of the cavalry battalion kill the enemy as freely as on the back of the horse.
And this tribe that once relied on horseback to dominate the world has now lost the power of the former Golden Family.
The Mongolian troops, which have been in constant internal strife for many years, are now in a mess. Although individual soldiers are still strong in their ability, they cannot afford to organize decent confrontations once they encounter cavalry of the same size.
The reason is no different. Even the Mongolian cavalry of the two banners that are now aiding Huang Taiji are composed of several tribes of different sizes.
Some tribes saw that the Ming cavalry was so fierce and fearless, so they even began to retreat directly in order to maintain their own strength. In this way, the Mongolians of the two flags were directly defeated soon.
Huang Taiji now regrets his selfish decision to let the Han and Mongolian cavalry take the initiative. Although he can explore the virtual and real Qingming army at the cost of sacrificing the Han and Mongolian soldiers and consume the Ming army's ammunition, it also reduces his morale.
"It seems that Zhu Youxiao and his Imperial Guards are not as simple as imagined. The artillery will become so powerful. How will the artillery be lost on our side?"
Huang Taiji said, Tong Yangxing, who had already lost his lottery, came forward: "The khans came back, and all of them were destroyed. Although there were several available, it was difficult to match the enemy's new cannon with such powerful range."
Huang Taiji, who did not feel how powerful the Ming munitions were at first, couldn't help but feel a little distressed, and even asked Fan Wencheng on the side: "Mr. Fan has a good idea."
Fan Wencheng stroked a few yellow beards under his jaw, and looked at the Han people who were plundered around and tied to pigs, cattle, dogs and sheep. He couldn't help but smile and pointed at the sad people and said:
"It would be better to let these people walk in front of the Khan. If the Ming army dares to fire, they will only die of people, but they can also consume the Ming army's gunpowder. At that time, our Eight Banners warriors broke out from both wings and advanced with a rapid force, which may directly disrupt the deployment of the Ming army;
If the Ming army dared not fire and Zhu Youxiao was really a king who loved the people, then his firearm was useless and could only fight with us. With the courage of my Eight Banners men, there was no need to be afraid."
As a person who was willing to break his hair into the Tartar camp in the early days, Fan Wencheng was naturally not a person with far-reaching ambitions in the Ming Dynasty. Moreover, because he had no moral integrity, he paid attention to it without moral integrity and ignored the lives of the people of the same clan. Although he spoke of benevolence, righteousness and morality, he was even more vicious than the Tartars.
Although the leaders of the Tartars were not ashamed of him as a Han man, they all agreed with his suggestion. Everyone wanted to kill less people from their tribal bannermen. The population was wealth over the years. Instead of doing so, it would be better to let these robbed Ming people be cannon fodder. Anyway, these people were brought out of seclusion in the future and were just slaves to "two-legged sheep".
But Huang Taiji did not make any statement. Naturally, he was not unwilling to drive the people of the Ming Dynasty as human shields to pave a way for the Eight Banners warriors to rush out.
But he did not want to use this to attack the Ming army unless he had no choice. After all, these so-called slaves were the foundation for his future rise in the Later Jin Dynasty.
Huang Taiji closed his eyebrows and thought, the current situation was the result he least wanted to happen.
He knew that he was currently short of soldiers in the Later Jin Dynasty and lacked strength. Although a single soldier and a single team were far better than the Ming army, which was still farming or playing boys a few months ago, the Ming Dynasty still had hundreds of thousands of armored soldiers, and the longer he dragged in the Ming Dynasty, the more dangerous it became.
What Huang Taiji wanted the least was to be a war of attrition. Since fighting with his father for many years, he had known that the war of attrition was the least worth fighting for the Later Jin Dynasty, which lacked productivity.
But when he thought that he could capture the Ming Emperor Zhu Youxiao alive by just destroying the confrontation organized by the Ming army in front of him, so as to threaten the Ming Dynasty court, he was reluctant to withdraw after losing hundreds of flags.
Finally, Huang Taiji stood up resolutely: "Transfer the mission, driving the 10,000 people who were plundered forward from the front. Duoduo and Abatai each led three thousand armored warriors to break into the left and right wings. Li Yongfang's troops, Khalkha's troops, and Kur's troops carried out the third and fourth rounds of attacks. No matter how powerful the thief's weapons were, they rushed to Ben Khan. They would not sing gold or withdraw troops. Dorgon, you lead three hundred white armored soldiers in the Yellow Banner to supervise the battle. If you dare to retreat, you will be killed immediately!"
"yes!"
The Tartars all stepped on the war horses, leaving only the heads as thick as copper coins holes, shiny under the sunlight, and their faces showed fierce look, and their mouths were full of heat, with murderous aura.
At the same time, tens of thousands of people were escorted over, with colorless faces and messy hair. Although most of them were adult men or women, there was no look of anger and hatred in their eyes, only sorrow.
"Let's go! Why are you standing there!"
The puppet army, which temporarily acted as a driver, surrendered to the Later Jin Dynasty, the Han army, who whipped the Ming people forward with a whip.
If hesitated a little, he would even kill him with a knife.
The Imperial Guard, who had been resting and strengthening the defense line before the Tartars attacked, immediately entered the battlefield after learning that Oboi had reported that the Tartars had arrived.
However, when he saw countless Ming people walking towards him, the soldiers of the Imperial Guard were stunned.
Fu Dahai had ordered the artillery troops to adjust the artillery positions, but he had not given any orders for a long time.
Zhu Youxiao also hurriedly walked out at this time and came to the artillery position. He was patrolling and saw the people who were rushing forward step by step. He couldn't help but smash the ground: "Despicable!"
Although in this era, killing civilians on the battlefield was not a major matter, Zhu Youxiao, as the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, and what he promoted to the Imperial Guards was to love and respect the people. Now that the people appeared under his butcher's knife, if he brazenly ordered the attack, the prestige he established would be destroyed.
What's more, he could not do anything to attack the unarmed people of the same clan, just like other imperial guards.
"We will change the enemy, and we will change," Zhu Youxiao said and shouted loudly: "Obai!"
"minister!"
"Lead the cavalry battalion to kill first, annihilate the Tartars that drove the people, and the infantry battalion followed quickly. After the cavalry battalion opened the gap, escorted the people back, and pushed the artillery battalion forward, put the Tartars in before attacking!"
"yes!"
Oboi and his cavalry had never dismounted their horses from the beginning. At this time, with the order from Zhu Youxiao, nearly a thousand cavalry rushed out again.
Chapter completed!