Autumn of the 17th year of Chongzhen

Chapter 247 The Return of the Soul
Looking at the chariot, Wang Yan looked at the Manchurian cavalry locked in the formation, tore a hole from the front army, and rushed out of the encirclement of the Ming army, he couldn't help sighing.

The power that human beings unleash when facing death is indeed awe-inspiring.

When the Qing army was about to massacre Yangzhou, Wang Yan led 80 soldiers and civilians, and forcibly withstood the siege of 30 Qing soldiers for nearly two months in a desperate situation. What he relied on was this kind of power that emerged in despair.

Heaven and earth are not benevolent, and all things are dogs; saints are not benevolent, and people are dogs.

Heaven and earth, like saints, don't care about benevolence, morality, or emotion. Therefore, in a desperate situation, whether they are Han people or Manchus, they will explode with abilities far beyond normal.

Dai Zhifan blocked Tunqi, but not Tulai, and the Qing army rushed out after all.

Looking at the car, Du Yinxi slammed his fist on the guardrail angrily, "Duke, let's send troops to pursue it~"

Wang Yan looked at the battlefield. Nearly 2 Mongolian cavalry broke out from the encirclement. At this time, they were fleeing with the green battalion all over the mountains and plains. However, with the speed of the Mongolian cavalry, they would soon overtake the green battalion who rescued them.

At this time, with the brigade of Mongolian cavalry pouring out of the gap and the retreat of the Green Battalion, the pressure on Dai Zhifan's troops suddenly eased, and the gap was immediately blocked, leaving nearly a thousand cavalry trapped in the formation.

"In this battle, the cavalry of the Qing army lost less than half, but their vitality is still there." Wang Yan glanced at the battlefield, shook his head at Du Yinxi and said: "Our cavalry is too small, and its combat power is not as good as that of the Qing cavalry. , and can only kill some green battalions, if the Qing army cavalry turns around and strikes, it is not beautiful, it is better to eat nearly a thousand cavalry in the formation first, and then come to fight with Luck Dehun in the future."

"It's a pity to just let Luck Dehun go like this." Du Yinxi regretted for a while, and then sighed: "Now I can finally understand the pain of the Song people. It's hard to hurt the enemy's vitality, it's really aggrieved, but the Duke captured nearly [-] Qing cavalry this time, which can be regarded as a great victory for the infantry against the cavalry, and can be called a brilliant general in the world."

"It's all the soldiers' lives, not mine." Wang Yan looked at the corpses and broken swords all over the ground under the watch car, with a sad expression, but a feeling of sadness in his heart, "This battle, I don’t know how many Han family sons have sacrificed to me~”

Since entering Chu, Wang Yan has successively used the strategy of fighting to the death, besieging Wei to save Zhao, and attacking the west. Not only did he completely reverse the situation in Huguang in one fell swoop, but he also wiped out the two banners of the Qing army and recaptured the three important towns of Yuezhou, Changde, and Jingzhou. It must be taken and become a famous general in the eyes of the world.

It was precisely because of the successive victories that Wang Yan became more and more arrogant, and he began to disregard the generals of the Qing court. In the first battle, Luck Dehun underestimated the enemy, and Wang Yan did the same.

He miscalculated the situation, and then carelessly placed all the defensive car camps on the two wings, which almost made a big mistake.

If it hadn't been for the brothers in the Chinese army who tried their best to block the impact of the Qing army, the Ming army would have failed long ago.

Du Yinxi looked at Wang Yan, looked at the corpses of the soldiers of the Ming army, and couldn't help but chanted lightly: "The soul is coming back, the courage of a great man, the soul is coming back, I can be happy, the soul is coming back, the homeland is hard to leave, nostalgia is coming, Come back, come back~”

In the main formation of the Qing army in the distance, the Qing soldiers who had escaped from the Ming army gradually returned to the banner of the Qing army. When Luke Dehun saw that the Ming army did not pursue, but retreated, he couldn't help but He swayed twice on the horse, and then fell headfirst from the horse.

Seeing this, Tong Yanghe couldn't help sighing in his heart, "This Wang Yan is really difficult to deal with. Under a great victory, he can still be so cautious. He is really a strong enemy of the Qing Dynasty."

At this time, he hurriedly asked to help Luck Dehun up, and then ordered the army to return to the camp.

Tong Yanghe looked at the comatose Luc Dehun, and knew that Lord Baylor was completely finished. Today's battle was Luc Dehun's last chance, but he failed completely.

The Qing army withdrew to the camp, and Tong Yanghe ordered Luck Dehun to settle down, and ordered all the ministries to lighten their troops.

At night, when the various ministries reported the casualties, Tong Yanghe hurriedly gathered more than 7 horses, the Manchurian cavalry lost more than 6000 people, the Green Battalion infantry lost more than 4000 people, and a royal Bei Ziai was also killed. Xinjueluo swallows his breath.

Looking at the statistical data, Tong Yanghe couldn't help but take a deep breath. If the previous losses are added, the Qing Dynasty equals to the loss of elite cavalry of four banners, plus two royal families, one Han County King and one Han Duke .

This kind of loss has never happened since the beginning of the Qing Dynasty. Tong Yanghe can already imagine how the regent will suppress his anger when he gets the news.

At this time, Tong Yanghe's face turned pale, and suddenly he picked up the pen and paper in a hurry, and began to write on the memorial. He wanted to report the memorial to Beijing before Lukede woke up, so as not to be implicated.

On the battlefield, after the Qing army retreated, as the victors of the battle, the responsibility for cleaning up the battlefield naturally fell on the Ming army.

At this time, the Ming army cleared the comrades with a torch, and they couldn't find any one, so they took off their military badges, called their names loudly, and handed them over to the documents for registration.

In this battle, Wang Yan gained nearly 5000 war horses, but he also lost more than [-] Han soldiers.

When Houyongying formed an army, there were more than 1 people, and more than 6000 people died in Yuezhou. Today, another [-] people died in battle, and it became a real one out of ten.

They used their lives to wash away the shame on their bodies. Wang Yan and Du Yinxi personally made sacrificial rites to commemorate the dead warriors.

The blazing fire rose up in the wilderness, illuminating the night brightly. Tens of thousands of Ming soldiers watched their robes silently, and were reduced to ashes in the fire, and weeping sounded from all around.

Xie Kuang and the rest of the dozen or so Houyong camp officers, together with more than 1000 surviving officers and soldiers of the Houyong camp, knelt down on one knee in front of Wang Yan: "My lord, we ask to keep the camp of the Houyong camp forever." Number!"

The Houyong Camp was compiled temporarily by Wang Yan, and it was not recorded in the imperial court. His existence did not conform to the imperial court rules, and it was supposed to be reorganized. What's more, there are only a thousand people left now, and there are no soldiers to supplement them.

Wang Yan looked at Xie Kuang and these thousand soldiers, but was moved in his heart, and decided that no matter what happened to Wu Luan, he wanted to keep his battalion number.

At this time, Wang Yan stepped forward, helped Xie Kuang up, and let the soldiers stand up again, sighing: "Dao Wu once asked me how to make Houyong a powerful army in the world, and I said to find the spirit of Houyong. Now, you have found it."

Wang Yan patted Xie Kuang on the shoulder, and said to the army: "Soldiers of the Houyongying Camp, the governor will write to the emperor to ask for your glory. From now on, you will be the governor's personal guards. As long as this governor's name in Houyongying will be preserved, this governor will let everyone in the world know your name~"

(End of this chapter)