Haisheng Mingdi

Chapter 614
There are dozens of miles of ground in Zhangqiu, and fighting is everywhere.

Boluo led more than [-] troops, and managed to rush to Zhangqiu for eighty miles, but he was hit in the head and had to run away to break through the encirclement.

But how could the Ming army let them come and leave whenever they wanted?
The soldiers of the imperial battalion in each town held back their energy for a long time, just waiting to eat meat. Although fighting is dangerous, the rewards are rich.From generals to soldiers, even auxiliary soldiers are unwilling to miss this opportunity.

If you kill a Tartar, you will be rewarded with 30 taels of silver, and if you capture a war horse, you will be rewarded with [-] taels of silver.

All armor, knives, guns and gunpowder were rewarded with silver rewards.

To put it bluntly, even if you are injured, you can still get injury money. In case of unfortunate death in battle, there will also be three years of salary and pension plus twelve taels for burning and burial, which is 200 yuan less. Get a ration.

They all came from the troubled times of Chongzhen these years, and human lives are worthless.

The big deal is that if you die, you will be reincarnated again. This opportunity to make money is gone, but it is really gone.

Besides, this battle is to beat the dog in the water.

It's a good thing to pick up cheap, so can you miss it?

Bo Luo was being chased like a lost dog, and he was also known as the famous king of the clan. He fought all the way to Hangzhou City back then, but he really had never fought a battle like this.

There are more than 1 full soldiers, even though many of them are old and young, and even armored slaves, but in the past they fought against the Ming army like this, but they were invincible.

The Ming army bit up like crazy, never seen such a ferocious Ming army.

Moreover, the equipment of the Ming army was actually better than theirs.

Especially the firearms, they hit fast and far, and they were accurate.

Even the cavalry were equipped with muskets, which were self-generating firearms that did not require matchlocks. They were much shorter than ordinary bird guns and could be reloaded immediately. Reload, chase again, shoot again, hit and go.

Bo Luo led the people to the rear, and his subordinates were all elites, forming a cavalry formation. As a result, they couldn't get half of the benefits in the hands of these guys, and they were always disrupted by them from a distance.

They fought back with bows and arrows, but they were far inferior to their muskets.

Sometimes they can fire three shots at a time, one long and two short, rushing close and shooting three shots, even the lead bullets and cotton armor can't withstand it, but when they fight back with bows and arrows, the wounds are mostly blocked by the cotton armor.

They hit and ran, reloading from a distance, many full riders had bloodshot eyes after being irritated, and chased them regardless of orders. , Most of those who go out never return.

Boluo could only fight while retreating, but these hussars in cloaks relied on their guns to shoot far and fast, hanging behind like flies, constantly harassing and shooting, and constantly killing.

What's more terrible is that from time to time, a group of light cavalry with sabers rushed out. They approached like the wind with light sabers and fast horses. Anyone who lagged behind was charged and chopped down by them, and then ran like the wind again. up.

From time to time, a group of breastplate musketeers appeared blocking the way. These musketeers played differently from those wearing cloaks. They always rushed close and then jumped off their horses to form a musketeer formation. , Keeping up with their thick breastplates and bayonets, if you want to rush but can't take advantage, if you want to escape but can't escape.

There were also Lancers cooperating with these dismounted cavalrymen, holding their lances and shouting to charge, and they ran into them directly.

As soon as he gets entangled, there will be gunfire infantry who don't know where to come, standing still and holding bird guns, they will fight over in rows.

Along the way, the corpses of the Eight Banners were everywhere.

The Qing army has been discouraged.

No morale.

They just ran to Jinan, but they were tired and tired, and the horses couldn't run anymore, especially those Eight Banners who followed without horses, and the convoy, it was even worse.

Manqi directly abandoned them, fled around them, and abandoned them on the road, while the Ming army surrounded, divided, and slaughtered them.

Bo Luo had already been beaten so badly that he lost his will to fight. He ran and ran to the back, unable to muster up any courage.

He turned his head from time to time, looked at the battlefield behind him, looked at those fellow clansmen who were being overtaken and surrounded, and were doing desperate resistance. He knew that he had lost, and he lost in a daze.

He regretted not leaving Jinan City.

He regretted leaving the city without collecting more information. The Ming army ambushed so many soldiers and horses here. If he was more cautious, he should be able to find out.

He didn't even know if he could escape back to Jinan.

The sound of crackling guns sounded behind him, and another cavalry slanted to catch up.

However, no one on the full horse turned around to fight. Instead, they kicked the horse's belly hard to speed up their escape.

Faced with a battle they can't win, no one wants to turn back.

After chasing for a while, Zhao Xiaolou stumbled, fell to the ground, couldn't get up, felt his body was hollowed out, his legs were as weak as stepping on cotton, he was even dizzy and tinnitus, and his stomach kept rolling Nauseous, his throat was dry as if on fire, and he felt his head was dizzy and confused.

Captain Li Baoquan helped him up, "Are you injured?"

"I don't know." Zhao Xiaolou responded with difficulty, panting.

At this time, a Qingqi galloped past, and an order came.

Let them return to the camp to gather and help clean up the battlefield.

Their combat mission is over.

In this battle, the [-] soldiers of the Zuoxie in Shence Town suffered a lot of casualties, and the more than [-] soldiers of the auxiliary battalion also suffered a lot of casualties. They used their bodies as bait to withstand the impact of the [-] fine cavalry of the Tartar forwards. Delayed them for a long time until Bolo came.

In order not to startle the enemy, the ambush soldiers at Girl Mountain and Yuhuang Mountain stayed still, and Zhangqiu only sent a thousand hussars to help.

Although they are two against one in terms of military strength, three thousand battles with three thousand assistants, and three thousand elite Eight Banners, three years ago, no one believed that they could win.

But they won.

When Boluo arrived, they had wiped out more than a thousand Tartars, and even beheaded the leading general Tulai.

"Deputy Liu doesn't know if he's okay, so go back and have a look." Zhao Xiaolou still remembers Vice President Liu who was injured and unconscious. He admires Vice President Liu very much. I despise them, and read to them every day to teach them how to read and write letters to them.

Zhao Xiaolou followed Captain Liu and recognized hundreds of characters. Although his handwriting was not good, at least he recognized quite a few.He was very grateful to Captain Liu and thought he was a very good person.

Hope he's ok.

Li Baoquan helped him back to the camp, there were corpses everywhere, blood flowed all over the ground, and the ground was dyed red, they found the position of their previous guards.

Auxiliary soldiers have already begun to clean up the battlefield.

Soldiers in Ming army uniforms, especially wounded soldiers who were still alive, were tied with cloth belts of different colors on their arms, and then the seriously injured were carried away first, and the slightly injured were bandaged and nursed on the spot.

There are also auxiliary soldiers pushing carts, carrying courage, carrying big knives and axes, and beheading Tartars on the battlefield.

Some were in charge of stripping armor, some were in charge of picking up weapons, and there were even military veterinarians who were inspecting wounded horses on the battlefield.

There will be follow-up auxiliary soldiers who will come and slaughter the horse, and directly peel the skin and divide the meat. This is important food on the battlefield, and it is still in short supply. It is absolutely impossible to waste it. Slaughter and tidy up, so as not to spoil it.

The two of Zhao Xiaolou turned around, but they didn't see the deputy of Team Liu.

The other three wounded soldiers also disappeared.

They pulled out six of their dead teammates from the pile of dead people. Looking at the bloody face, Zhao Xiaolou felt extremely sad. They trained together every day, ate together every day, and even slept together, grinding their teeth and spanking. Such a group of people just disappeared.

He remembered each of them's usual catch phrases, and even knew their respective family conditions, whether they had parents, whether they had sisters, where they were from, and what plans they had for the future.

But now, they were all lying here motionless, and even Zhang Tiezhu, a big man who usually complained constantly, was rare and quiet.

Zhao Xiaolou couldn't help crying.

After checking them one by one, Li Baoquan closed his eyes, then picked up the knife and began to chop off the heads of the nearby Tartars.

This was originally a matter for the auxiliary soldiers. The soldiers don't need to cut off their heads specially, and they will still have corresponding credits after the battle. The decapitation work of the imperial camp is now changing to collective rewards, but he still slashes with his knife regardless of his fatigue. , seems to vent the anger in his heart in this way.

Zhao Xiaolou also silently picked up a tartar's smooth knife, kicked off the tartar's helmet, and then slashed fiercely with the saber.

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The head of Zhangqiu city.

The emperor has been standing under the nine flags.

Although the distance was more than ten miles, everyone in the city knew that Daming had won.

It was a great win.

The Tartars were completely defeated. According to this momentum, the Tartars might even be wiped out. Eighty miles away, the Tartars had little chance to escape back to Jinan.

Even if Jinan has not yet been encircled by Ming army Zhongsu and other towns, not many can escape the pursuit.

Even if Boluo fled back desperately, as long as there were no thousands of people fleeing back, basically the entire army could be said to have been wiped out.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

Song Zhifu congratulated the emperor excitedly.

Zhu Yihai watched all this with a calm expression. This battle has been planned for more than a year, and various deduction calculations have been made in advance, and a lot of preliminary preparations have been made.

Today's battle was actually expected.

Good fighters have no illustrious feats.

This battle seems to be won by more than few, and the fight is nothing special, but in fact, the planning in advance and the layout in advance have already pushed the odds of winning to extremely high before the battle.

This is very in line with the emperor's military style, unless it is absolutely necessary, he will not take risks.

He prefers decisive victory outside the battlefield.

Why is Bolo so weak now?It was the result of his being trapped and harassed for two years.The reason why he came to Zhangqiu Zhongfu was because he was pressed by the Ming army and had no other way out, so he had to go out of the city to take risks.

Every step was calculated by Zhu Yihai.

And Zhu Yihai has made countless efforts for each step, recruiting Yuyuan Army, Li Huajing, etc., dispatching the fifth column in Yongcheng and other places, opening up base areas behind the enemy, and even supporting the rebels in various places, and even economically. Blocking blows is to tilt the balance a little bit like him.

There were many people who wanted to fight this battle three years ago, but Zhu Yihai endured it because the odds of winning were too low at that time.

He has endured until now, and it has been almost two years since he moved his capital to Dengzhou before he finally made a move.

"It is advisable to chase the poor bandits with the remaining bravery, and not to be called the Overlord of Learning!"

Facing the defeated Tartars and the congratulatory ministers, Zhu Yihai responded with two lines of poetry.

"The three towns of Jinwu, Qianniu, and Yulin were ordered to continue their pursuit until they reached the city of Jinan. They had to pursue relentlessly and not give them a chance to breathe. Don't say that the poor should not be chased. It is eighty miles from Zhangqiu to Jinan." Road, I want it to be the burial place of Tartars,

This is a rare opportunity, we must never let them run away again! "

Right now, the morale of the tens of thousands of people in Boluo has fallen to the bottom, especially exhausted. This is the time to beat the dog in the water, and we must not be soft-hearted.

The pursuit was hard, but the Tartars' escape was even more tiring.

And the main force of the Tartars is no longer nearby. Although Jinan still has some left behind Mongolia, the Eight Banners of the Han Army and the Green Battalion, Zhu Yihai no longer takes them seriously. The Eight Banners of Manchuria have collapsed, and Jinan has long been besieged. The Mongolian and Han soldiers who have lost their fighting spirit, seeing the defeat of Manchuria, are afraid that they will not even dare to leave the city.

Even if they come out, with the power of the current Ming army carrying a big victory, they can be wiped out.

Besides, he has transferred Zhongsu and other two towns to encircle Jinan, and Shenji Town is coming behind.

If this Manchurian army can be completely wiped out now, then the battle of Jinan will go smoothly.

If the Tazi soldiers were sent into Jinan, even if half of them fled back, they would have to fight a tough battle.

It was finally caught out, how could it be released again.

"Shence Town is fighting well, especially the Zuoxie. They have four battalions with two thousand soldiers, but they have played a real warrior's prestige. Let them return to Zhangqiu to rest. The Youxie did not wait for the Tartars on the right wing, and there is no need After chasing them, let them come back to help clean up the battlefield and hunt down the nearby Tartars."

"Hurry up and bring back the wounded soldiers in a carriage. If you need first aid, quickly set up a tent there to rescue them. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, you must rescue these Daming guards."

"Are the medicine bandages ready?"

"Return to Your Majesty, the stretcher team and the medical team have been prepared in advance, and a lot of medicines, gauze, etc. have been stockpiled, and they have all been dispatched now." Chen Qianfu replied.

Zhu Yihai thought for a while, "Forget it, it's meaningless to sit here, I'm going to check it out myself on horseback."

"Your Majesty, the battle is not over yet, and the outside is still not safe. Please, Your Majesty sit in the city and take command."

"There is nothing to command," Zhu Yihai walked directly down the city, the guards quickly followed, and the ministers had no choice but to follow.

"You don't have to follow, just stay here and direct the aftermath." Zhu Yihai refused to let them follow, and took his guards with him and left the city to the north to the Shence Zuoxie battlefield.

Zhu Yihai rode his horse for ten minutes to arrive at the battlefield of the Shence Army.

There was a strong smell of blood here, but Zhu Yihai patrolled the battlefield indifferently. Seeing the emperor's arrival, the soldiers, auxiliary soldiers, wounded soldiers, and medical soldiers on the battlefield all saluted the emperor.

"There is no need to kneel down and salute on the battlefield, just do whatever you want."

Wen Hu rushed over after hearing the news.

Just as he was about to worship, Zhu Yihai jumped off his horse and grabbed him, "I heard that your kid directly killed the first-class prince of the Tartar, Gu Shanerzhen Tulai?"

"It was he who wanted to kill himself and insisted on coming to our Chinese army to sit on the flag, and he wanted to kill the general and capture the flag, but he was shot dead by our Chinese army guards with heavy muskets, and after that he hung my flag on the flagpole, and handed over his flag."

"Good job, it's a great achievement. How about the casualties of your Left Association?"

Wen Hu was a little sad, "The casualties were quite heavy, and these Tartars were quite ruthless. In this battle, there were [-] soldiers under his command, and almost [-] of them were killed or seriously injured. Most of the seriously injured were disabled. It is estimated that there are still many people who can be rescued." No return."

Zhu Yihai knew that many wounded soldiers on the battlefield often died from wound infection, which was much higher than the death rate on the direct battlefield. Many disabled soldiers were not seriously injured at first, and their limbs had to be amputated after wound infection.

"Nearly half of the more than [-] auxiliary soldiers who participated in the war were lost. We probably killed about [-] Tartars here, but we lost at least [-]. I am ashamed of your Majesty. Two against one Beat it like this."

Zhu Yihai patted Wen Hu, "After all, this battle is no better than Muling Pass. Back then, you guarded Muling Pass with Meng Xian. It was easy to fight against the three thousand Tartars. Cavalry, such a field battle is not easy. You two thousand infantry soldiers and three thousand elite cavalry, you can fight like this, it is very good, I can see it clearly."

This battle was generally well fought, but there were also problems, the main one being the lack of artillery firepower. An artillery battalion only had eight three-pound guns, and each battalion only had smaller Francois and tiger squats, which basically could only be used at close range. shot.

To increase the firepower of each battalion needs to be accelerated, at least one or two three-pound guns must be equipped, and the township artillery battalion must be equipped with twelve-pound field guns.

The weight of the three-pound gun has little effect on the march of the infantry battalion, but the twelve-pound field gun will have an impact, but if this kind of big battle is fought, field guns must be available.

This time, the four towns ambushed the Qing army, not a frontal field battle, but an ambush, and the Ming army took a lot of advantage.

If the two armies were directly preparing for a field battle, Zhu Yihai estimated that the casualties would be even greater.

"The soldiers lost by your association will be replenished immediately from the auxiliary battalion, and the soldiers that are lacking in the auxiliary battalion will be replenished from other auxiliary battalions. Give priority to replenishing your Shence Army with full strength."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your love." Wen Hu straightened up and thanked.

"You deserve it."

Zhu Yihai inspected the battlefield, and finally arrived at the field hospital. He looked at the wounded soldiers in the tent, and the cutoffs where the military doctors sawed their arms and legs. There was blood everywhere, and his heart was blocked.

This is war, no matter how well-prepared the battle is, there will still be deaths, many people will still be injured, or even end.

In this battle, at least [-] people will die directly, and in the next half month, about [-] to [-] wounded soldiers may die, or even more.

After one battle, three or four thousand Zhan Fu soldiers died, and half of the town was wiped out.

For a soldier killed in battle, three years of military pay will be paid as a pension, and then twelve taels will be burned and buried, which will cost almost 200 taels, and then a ration will be given to support the orphans and widows of the martyrs.

It was directly 80 million silver dollars in pension expenses, but compared to the thousands of imperial soldiers who had been trained for two or three years, Zhu Yihai still cared more about people. Money can be earned, but people are gone when they die.

But the war is so tragic. Once the battle is over, thousands of people will die in a single battle.

The emperor insisted on staying in the field hospital to help, and he didn't care about the blood and filth. It seemed that this could remind him that this was a cruel battle, and every decision must be cautious and careful, otherwise, blood would flow into rivers and thousands of bones would die.

Until it was getting late and the last batch of wounded soldiers were dealt with, the carriage was sent to Zhangqiu City.

Sitting in front of the empty tent of the field hospital, Zhu Yihai felt somewhat exhausted and exhausted after busy work, and even more relaxed.

Jin Gongyu, the commander-in-chief of Shence, Changxing County, came riding on horseback.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, victory is ahead. General Zhang Mingbin of Jinwu Town has beheaded the Tartar king Boluo. Our army has chased for fifty miles and wiped out all the Tartars. We have killed more than [-] people along the way and captured more than [-] prisoners."

"More than eight thousand prisoners?"

Zhu Yihai was surprised when he heard the news, did so many Tartars surrender?Even if he knew from the intelligence that there were many Manchus, old and young, and coated slaves among Boluo's more than [-] troops, it is still surprising that more than [-] people surrendered.

This shows that the Tartars are really dead.

"Very good." The emperor spit out two words after a long time.

Soon, Song Zhipu and others also rushed here to welcome the emperor back to Zhangqiu.

(End of this chapter)