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Chapter 290: Roll, Do You Want to See Sister Dayuer?

Zhengyang Pass.

Because it was already three o'clock in the morning, the whole town was almost silent.

This is actually just a patrol town, but because it is the confluence of the Huai, Ying and Pi rivers, it has always been an important trading town and even has a customs office. After Dorgon controlled Huaixi, because there was only one waterway to the north, the Ying River, all materials were assembled and loaded here and then transported north, making this place the most important hub.

Of course, even so, it cannot accommodate tens of thousands of troops.

Especially most of them are cavalry.

Therefore, there are now temporary camps all around Zhengyangguan City.

There were densely packed tents in the military camps, and countless horses, cattle, sheep and even camels, waiting for the daybreak to continue their retreat in the rainy night that was still cold despite the thaw...

"What sound?"

In the outermost military camp in the east of the city, Hun Dai, a Manchu soldier of the Eight Banners on guard, looked at the dark ground outside in confusion.

"Suddenly..."

A strange rumbling sound came from the darkness.

But I just can't see anything.

Firstly, it was a rainy night. Although it was just a drizzle, the fire in the military camp could only illuminate a few dozen steps around. Secondly, there should be many trees in that direction, so only a dark background could be seen. But the sound was getting clearer and clearer. Hun Dai and the Eight Banners Manchu soldiers beside him who were also on guard looked at each other, and then turned their eyes to the Green Banner soldiers who were serving as their tools.

"You guys, go out and take a look!"

Hun Dai scolded in his not-so-fluent Chinese, just like he was commanding a Japanese soldier of the puppet army.

Several Green Flag Army soldiers looked at each other.

"Sir, this might be some kind of wild beast. This place is close to the Huai River, and there are many evil dragons in the water. Now it crawls out during the rain. We are a large army, so they dare not come over."

An older Green Flag soldier quickly put on a smile and talked nonsense in a serious manner.

He is just talking nonsense!

Who would want to go out in this cold weather? It's pitch black outside, and there are many swamps and ditches around. You might fall into a muddy pond. What do these Eight Banner Manchus know? They can just make up a story to deceive people. Why don't they go out? When he said this, other Green Banner soldiers agreed one after another, and their stories were well-founded. There were turtles as big as houses in the Huai River, crocodiles several feet long, etc. All of them came out, and the Yangtze Alligator was excited after hearing it. However, Hun Dai and others did not doubt it. After all, they had really seen the Huai River flood, and they had many such legends. But at this moment, the thumping sound disappeared.

"Master, you see, I told you that this evil dragon would not dare to disturb the army."

The Green Flag Army said.

As soon as he finished speaking, a flash of red fire suddenly appeared in the darkness.

The next moment there was a sharp whistle...

"Shotgun!"

Hun Dai, who had fought many battles, roared in fear and fell to the ground instantly.

Almost at the same time, dense shotgun shells swept across his post.

Because they were caught off guard, the surrounding Eight Banners Manchus and Green Banners were all covered in blood and flesh in the whistling of shotgun shells. But before Hun Dai could get up, a second flash of fire appeared in the darkness, and he could already see a vague figure in the light. It was a monster with a single horn, very long and as tall as a small tree. But then the fire disappeared, and the place turned black again. The whistling of heavy artillery shells sounded, passing over their heads and hitting a tent, blowing the tent away, and the soldiers inside stood up in fear...

"Enemy attack!"

"Yang Feng is here!"

……

All kinds of terrified shouts were coming from the tents.

The awakened Qing troops crawled out in chaos.

The Green Flag Army, who didn't even have tents and had to live together with livestock, fled in chaos.

However, Hun Dai heard the strange rumbling sound again, and the shelling stopped.

But the chaos did not stop.

"Everyone stop, don't fall for that demon's trick!"

A cow was howling at the top of its lungs.

However, this kind of chaos that exploded the camp could not be stopped all at once, especially because the Qing army was driven by the deep-rooted fear of Yang Feng. Coupled with the completely collapsed Green Flag Army and the frightened livestock, the military camp was already in chaos. Just when Niu Lu tried to stop the chaos, Hun Dai found that the rumbling sound disappeared again. The next moment, there was a flash of cannon fire and the whistling of shotgun shells, and Niu Lu fell off his horse in an instant.

This makes things even more chaotic.

Those green flag soldiers had even run out of the barracks, and some even stole war horses.

There were also people holding valuables.

These guys were already in a panic. They wanted to surrender but were afraid of being killed. They wanted to escape but had nowhere to go. After all, they didn't have much money, and all their property was in the hands of the Eight Banners Manchus. So in this situation, of course the wisest thing to do was to grab some property and run away.

"Go out and kill that demon!"

An officer was still howling.

But obviously no one paid any attention to me. Who would be so stupid at this time? Besides, I didn’t even see anyone!

Moreover, even if it was really Yang Feng, he would not come alone, would he not bring thousands of troops with him? On a rainy night like this, you can't see anything if you go out. What if he deliberately lured them and there were a lot of ambushes waiting? Then there would be no return. In the chaos of the military camp, shells continued to be fired from the darkness. The effective killing range of shotgun shells was only two or three hundred meters, and it was impossible to see at this distance on such a night. Moreover, the firing position was not fixed, so in the chaos, the Qing army didn't even know how many enemies were bombarding them, and they didn't dare to go out to fight. Soon the entire military camp began to flee.

At the same time, other military camps nearby and even the city of Zhengyangguan were disrupted by the sound of artillery fire.

Especially from a distance.

Such camps of tens of thousands of people were actually distributed over a wide area. They were not all together, but were scattered into small military camps around Zhengyang Pass. Some were even more than ten miles away, so they had no idea about the truth behind the artillery sounds.

Only the sound of cannon fire could be heard.

And the sound of artillery fire continued.

The troops carrying the cannons must be a large group, which means Yang Feng has already arrived with his pursuers.

This terrible demon has arrived.

So what are you talking about?
run!

The Green Flag Army camped in various places immediately began to flee in large numbers.

Even some of the Eight Banners troops that were far away began to leave without permission...

They didn't want to die here with Dorgon.

By now, Dorgon's prestige had fallen to the bottom. This regent was no longer the same person in the hearts of the Eight Banners Army. He was like a waste. He had been tossing around for years and making the Qing Dynasty suffer. If he had not been coaxed into entering the pass by Wu Sangui, Yang Feng would not have attacked Shenyang and even the emperor was captured. If he had not been coaxed into going south by Zuo Liangyu, he would not have suffered heavy losses in Wuchang, which seriously damaged the vitality of the Qing Dynasty. Although the southward march to Fengyang was successful, it still had to be abandoned in the end. So many people died in vain, and in the end they were driven away.

He is just a waste!
inability!

Therefore, he could only look for someone to cover his retreat from among his own direct descendants, because other banners would simply ignore him.

Being bad is the original sin. If you can’t win, no one will respect your authority.

On the city wall of Zhengyang Pass.

"No, it's that monster himself!"

Dorgon said as he looked at the red fire flashing in the darkness in the distance.

The bombardment was indeed continuous, but the problem was that the location of each bombardment was different. If there were really a large number of enemy troops, the bombardment would continue at one point instead of constantly changing locations.

"Regent, we can't let him continue bombarding like this. I will take a cavalry with me." Qimektu, the third-rank duke of the Plain White Banner Mongolian, said beside him.

"Can you kill this demon?"

Dorgon said.

"Prince Regent, even if I can't kill him, I can still make him unable to fire. Stop him first, and then Prince Regent can organize the troops. Otherwise, we will collapse!"

Zimektu said.

Of course, what he said was pure nonsense.

There is no point in sorting out the situation now. The camps outside are in chaos. The total number of their retreating army plus the troops stationed in Tunqi has reached 70,000. There are still some troops stationed in Zhengyang Pass, but actually 30,000 of them are Green Banner Army, more than 10,000 are Eight Banner Manchus, and the other 30,000 include more than 20,000 Eight Banner Han Army and several thousand Eight Banner Mongols.

The Green Banner Army basically began to flee, and some of the Eight Banner Han Army also fled.

The morale of these Eight Banner Han troops was low after Kong Youde's death...

After all, I feel the same way.

In this state, how can Dorgon sort it out?

When he went out, he didn't even know which group of fleeing soldiers had attacked him.

In fact, the fundamental reason why the Qing army collapsed so quickly was that their morale had long been dispersed. The series of failures had already caused low morale among the troops, and this retreat also made their mentality collapse. After all, they had worked so hard and fought for so long but still could not beat their opponents. This was God's will, and they completely accepted the fact that they were losers.

We just can’t beat them!

We are losers.

We are all losers, so of course we have to act like losers and run away when we meet the enemy.

The warriors of the Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty now have the style of their former rivals, the Ming Dynasty’s official army.

"Well, you are worthy of being a Borjigit!"

Dorgon patted him on the shoulder.

Qimektu then descended from the city wall and summoned his Plain White Banner Mongols.

Dorgon stood on the city wall, looking at the tens of thousands of troops collapsing around him with a bit of sadness in the drizzle. These were the Eight Banners warriors who were once invincible, and this was not long ago, just a few years ago. Before the Battle of Shandong, the Eight Banners warriors were still invincible. Although they lost to Yang Feng in the Battle of Shandong, they still had the opportunity to enter the pass and change their fate. But why could they never get rid of this devil-like man?
He was like a nightmare, always haunting the Qing Dynasty, tearing flesh and blood from it time and time again, tearing the Qing Dynasty, which was so powerful that it could crush all its enemies, into its current state...

"God has brought disaster to the Qing Dynasty by giving birth to this evildoer!"

Fu Jingxing, the Minister of Works next to him, sighed as if he had telepathic connection with him.

Dorgon turned his head instantly and looked at him coldly.

"Regent, Your Majesty, I am only concerned about the country."

Fu Jingxing said in panic.

Dorgon suddenly drew out his knife and chopped off his head with one stroke.

"Let's go. We have tens of thousands of Eight Banner warriors. Why should we fear a demon?"

Dorgon said as he wiped the knife and put it back into the sheath.

then……

"Regent, Zimektu ran away!"

A general shouted.

Dorgon turned around in shock, lying on the city wall and looking down. Qimektu, who had just shouted that he wanted to go out and fight Yang Feng, was actually rushing out of the city gate with his cavalry and running directly towards the Qin River.

"Qimektu, you bastard, I'm going to kill your whole family!"

Dorgon roared angrily on the city wall.

Qimektu, who had already run several hundred meters, looked back at him as if he had telepathy, but then turned around and continued to run. At this time, the city outside had completely collapsed. Whether it was the Eight Banners Manchus, the Green Banners, or the Han and Mongolian armies, they were all rushing towards the Pi River. Some fast cavalrymen had even rushed into the Pi River. The water in this river was shallow, so it was no problem to wade through it in this season. It can be said that outside the Zhengyang Pass, all the Qing troops were rushing towards the river in a panic, and even some infantrymen were knocked over and trampled by the cavalry.

No one turned back to fight.

Even though they couldn't even see the enemy behind them.

At most, when the muzzle flashed, you could see a vague figure with a single horn, a huge monster.

Of course, this is more terrifying than seeing people.

After all, this has proven that Yang Feng has come.

"Prince Regent, let's go quickly. Everyone is retreating now. If we blend in, that demon won't be able to find us!"

A close confidant said.

Other close associates echoed this.

Dorgon almost vomited blood.

"How could I be afraid of that monster?"

He roared angrily.

Of course, whether you are afraid or not is your business, but you must run away quickly.

Those henchmen didn't care about his pretentiousness, they rushed forward, held him down, dragged him, and escorted the regent to the city. But at this moment, Dorgon heard the strange buzzing sound again. He raised his head in confusion and searched the sky, but the sky was completely dark at this time and he could not see anything at all.

There was a faint bright spot, flickering like a firefly...

"Damn it, now I understand why Lou Shi's beating of drums in the main camp could cause the Song Dynasty's hundreds of thousands of imperial guards to collapse without a fight. These souls have lost their souls. They are really like a pile of building blocks. A gust of wind might destroy them completely."

King Yang, who was watching this scene on the screen, was sighing with emotion.

In the trailer behind him, his followers were still shooting at the Qing army with steel cannons.

As for the heat dissipation of these guns...

Just change the barrel.

Prepare more gun barrels, and use ten gun barrels in rotation in one gun position, and even loading can be done in advance.

They used less than a hundred artillery shells to defeat Dorgon's 70,000-strong army.

It was worse than Loushi, but after all, the Qing Dynasty was not the Song Dynasty. At least the Qing Dynasty at that time was not comparable to the Song Dynasty during the Jingkang period, so this victory was still incredible. Yang Feng only went forward to harass Dorgon because his cavalry could not reach Zhengyang Pass by midnight, but he did not expect that he could defeat 70,000 troops with only 100 shells.

This is 70,000 pigs, and it will take ten days or half a month to catch them.

The result is just a collapse?
"GunGun has lost weight!"

King Yang looked at the scrolling on the screen and then turned on the microphone.

"Dorgon, do you want to see Sister Dayuer? I can let you meet her again and then torture you to death.

I was in the middle of thousands of people, feeling the wounds of thousands of blades, unable to see your eyes, wondering if they were hiding tears..."

He sang like a wolf howling.

(End of this chapter)