The Soul of the Han Dynasty in the Late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 240 Capture Dataiji Alive

Zhuo Erbi is going to run to the war horse to get weapons, whether it is a Mongolian scimitar or a bow and arrow, otherwise he is just waiting to die?

Where is Wang Zhanpeng willing to give him another chance, he laughed and said: "Don't admit defeat? Still want to run? Don't blame me for being merciless!"

He drove his horse forward and leaned forward with the back of his knife and knocked on Zhuo Erbi's calf, only to hear Kalaqin Taiji fall five steps away with a scream, and then hugged his calf and wept.

It was obvious that Wang Zhanpeng had discounted Zhuo Erbi's calf, and this kid finally had no chance to escape.

Wang Zhanpeng, who was in a good mood, let out a howl like a wolf, and he actually captured the leader of Karaqin Zhuo Erbi alive.

After rolling on the ground for a while, Zhuoerbi finally recovered from the huge pain. He still did not give up his escape effort, and said in a trembling voice:
"Hero, my auspicious family is rich. If you are willing to let me go back to Qingcheng with me, I will offer ten thousand taels of gold and one hundred taels of beautiful women."

Wang Zhanpeng laughed loudly and said: "Master Taiji, please forgive me, is I a fool? Go back with you to get the golden beauty? Is it possible? It is nine out of ten that I will be torn to pieces by you."

Zhuoerbi swore: "Bentaiji is the king of Karaqin, and he promises everything. I swear by longevity..."

Wang Zhanpeng became impatient and interrupted: "Okay, okay, wait until you see my mentor and swear! See if he will spare your life."

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The field battle in the south of Qingcheng came to an end. The Karaqin Tartars lost more than [-] horses, and only [-] or [-] horses were able to escape.

At least [-]% of them were injured, and [-]% of them should be seriously injured. Even if they managed to escape back to Qingcheng, they should have lost their combat effectiveness.

When 560 soldiers were cleaning the battlefield, the infantry of the "Red Banner Army" did not stop. They left [-] vehicles behind, and all the infantry without horses took turns pushing [-] wheelbarrows to continue marching.

Perhaps some infantrymen of the "Red Banner Army" were more or less nervous before this battle, but everyone was relaxed and happy at this time.

They have already proved their combat effectiveness, and they understand that the seemingly fierce enemy cavalry is as fragile as paper under firepower.

At this time, the gunners were so nervous that they thought that as long as there was a wheelbarrow in front of the position to hinder the enemy's charge, they would be calm in the face of the attack of [-] Tartars.

This is the call to victory!The morale of an army that continues to win is naturally like a rainbow!

Before he knew it, it was already afternoon, the winter days were too short and the sun was about to set. Huang Han planned to choose a sunny slope to set up camp near Qingcheng forty or fifty miles.

The knights who chased the defeated Karakin soldiers came back one after another. Most of them led the captured horses and immediately carried leather armor, iron armor, bows and arrows, etc. and captured them.

When it was completely dark, dozens of knights surrounded Wang Zhanpeng and returned.

At this time, the infantry camp had been set up, and most of the cavalry had already returned to the camp. When they learned that Wang Zhanpeng had captured Dataiji of Karaqin, they cheered thunderously when they returned to the camp.

Instigated by Hanzi, dozens of officials swarmed up and pulled Wang Zhanpeng off his horse and lifted him up. Hanzi shouted: "One, two, three!" Then Wang Zhanpeng was thrown high.

Wang Zhanpeng shouted: "Da Lang, Da Lang, show mercy, I can't stand this, I'm dizzy!"

Hanzi, Song Pengfei, Yang Danian and other officials didn't care whether he was dizzy or not. He threw it nine times and was finally stopped by Huang Han.

Zhuoerbi couldn't stand up and was in a state of embarrassment. He was thrown in front of Huang Han and tried his best to straighten his upper body. He wanted to leave the last trace of dignity.

Huang Han said quietly: "Good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and we only fight for the early and the late. When you helped the tyrant and led the way for the Jiannu, did you think of today when you burned, killed and looted in Daming Pass?"

Zhuo Erbi insisted: "If you want to kill or cut, it's up to you, don't talk too much!"

"I won't kill you, I will take you back to Daming and let thousands of Han people who have been harmed by you try you."

Huang Han didn't want to chatter with this dying man, so he waved his hand, and the idiot who likes to make trouble raised Zhuoerbi like an eagle catching a chicken, which touched Zhuoerbi's broken leg at once, and the kid immediately uttered like killing a pig. like screams.

The fool was amused, and scolded: "Why are you so loud, you bastard? Does it really hurt? Does it hurt here?" As he spoke, he deliberately kicked Zhuo Erbi's broken leg.

Zhuoerbi rolled his eyes in pain, and said, "It's not a good person to torment people!"

At this time, more than a dozen warriors whose homes had been destroyed by the Tartars surrounded them, and they exchanged ideas with Master Taiji...

It didn't take long for Zhuo Erbi to turn into pleading for mercy: "Ah... you heroes are merciful, your Patriarch himself said to save my life, oops, oops..."

Huang Han saw that Taiji had adjusted his position before he said again: "Don't kill that guy, we have to keep him as a prisoner at the Meridian Gate, and let the medical soldiers connect his broken leg!"

Zhuo Erbi, who was thrown in front of Huang Han again, with disheveled hair, knelt down and climbed a few steps to Huang Han's feet and begged: "My lord, please be kind, I am willing to surrender to Da Ming, and serve Da Ming from now on."

Huang Han smiled and said: "Yes! In a few days, I will take you back to the capital to face the saint. The Son of Heaven is kind. I guess he will accept your surrender, and maybe even give you a canonization."

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Not long after cleaning the battlefield, most of the laborers rushed to the camp with a loaded wheelbarrow and led their horses with a smile.

At this moment, there is no fear of the unknown because there is no military service, because everyone has seen with their own eyes that more than [-] cavalry, which should be the main force of Karaqin, charged the infantry formation of the "Red Banner Army" and were beaten to the point of crying.

The laborers didn't know that the reason for causing so many casualties was that the Karakin people were not used to the new tactics and suffered a rash loss. If they only sent three centurions to carry out harassing attacks, then even if the "Red Banner Army" won Not much to gain.

Now it’s not just labor that thinks that the master’s wisdom is in his hands, and it’s only a matter of time before he defeats the Karakin people and seizes Qingcheng. Even the soldiers of the "Red Banner Army" think that if the Karakin people don’t choose to escape, there is only death waiting for them.

As night fell, the camp of the "Red Banner Army" laughed and laughed, and the aroma of wine mixed with the smell of roasted whole lamb permeated the entire camp.

Many laborers who heard about the capture of Karaqin Dataiji rushed to watch the excitement. They saw the drow who was like a puddle of mud huddled in the corner of the yurt.

Seeing the biggest official in Harqin looking at the pointing Ming army with fearful eyes, many people who had blood feuds with the Tartars gave up their plans to beat him up.

The young apprentices all publicized that the Tartars are paper tigers, and even their king knelt and shivered at the feet of our benefactor, crying and begging for surrender.

This news is even more exciting. The soldiers and laborers now even look down on the Tartars who are working for tigers. They are looking forward to the upcoming battle tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)