Chapter 308 The power is exhausted

Tatar's tail-cutting interception can be said to be a success, but it can also be said to be a failure.

It was successful because the Tatar army had already gone far away while the two armies were fighting, and soon disappeared, temporarily escaping the interception of Jin Sheng's troops.

fail. Then the three thousand elite Tatar troops were wiped out.

The Tatars have little knowledge, and three thousand elite soldiers are just ten powerful soldiers. Earlier, Abatai and Turg's fifth invasion had lost 20,000 to 30,000 elite troops, which had severely damaged the vitality of the Tatars. Now, if Dorgon had not determined to fight for the fate of the country, not to mention 3,000, even 300 people would be able to defeat the Tatars. Painful angina. You know, in previous wars between the Ming court and the Tatars, such as the Battle of Songjin, only a hundred or so heads were beheaded.

"The Tatars have been running for half an hour, and we can't delay any longer." After the war, amid the broken limbs and broken arms, Jin Sheng said to Baodi County Zun: "The Tatars' goal is the capital, and I will send troops to chase them immediately. Once the follow-up is done here, it will be entrusted to the county magistrate."

The young county magistrate nodded vigorously, bowed and said: "General Jin, don't worry."

Jin Sheng laughed loudly: "I have met many people, but not many can compare with the courage of the County Lord. The County Lord has a bright future, and I congratulate you in advance!" After saying this, he beat his chest and saluted, clasped his fists and said, "Farewell!"

The county official bowed slightly and said: "This county is really reckless here. We still taught the Tatars to take away the main force and we dare not take the credit. If we go here, we will definitely win a great victory!"

"Thank you for your good words from the county!"

...

Sarhuda stood by the horse road with a gloomy face. He called the guide: "Tell me, how far is it from here to the capital?!"

The guide was a fake Tatar. He was originally a Han businessman who plundered from the Gyeonggi area when the Tatars entered the customs in the early years. Now he shaved his hair and changed into clothes, he knelt humbly in front of Sarhuda's horse, kowtowed and said: "If you want to return to the master, on your way to the capital, you have to cross the Xianghe River and then to Tongzhou. After passing Tongzhou, the capital will be close."

"How far is the Xianghe River?" Sarhuda asked again.

"Less than thirty miles." The guide said, "I have traveled to various counties in Gyeonggi Province for business, and I am very familiar with the roads."

Sarhuda waved his hand: "Step back."

"Why don't you kill him?" E Shuo said in a muffled voice: "Three thousand soldiers were lost, and my heart is on fire. It is better to kill a few Han barbarians to vent my anger."

Sarhuda shook his head: "The more you get to this time, the more calm you have to be. We haven't arrived in the capital yet, and these people are still useful."

He added: "The Xia thieves reacted too quickly, and their combat power is frightening... Now the only way is to attack the capital of the Southern Dynasties quickly and complete the tasks assigned by the regent... As for the rest..."

What else is there to say?

After Abate's entire army was wiped out, I don't know how many people hated him and believed that the responsibility for the entire army's annihilation lay with Abate. But now I finally know that this is not a crime of war. Really invincible. The enemy is too powerful, and compared with Ming Ting, it is impossible to reason. In the early years, the Ming Dynasty had tens of thousands of troops to pursue, with 1,800 men chasing them. Those days may be gone forever.

Even a mere county town dared to send out young people to intercept. The Han people's mentality was different from before.

Sarhuda already knew the fate of the three thousand soldiers and horses who had been cut off - they were already in signs of collapse before they even lost sight of them. This battle was not going to be easy.

"Tell the men to hurry up and arrive at the capital of the Southern Dynasty before nightfall today." Shaerhuda gritted his teeth and said, "Even if we are exhausted, we must arrive before the time limit!"

E Shuo was silent.

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Capital.

"The Tatars have tried their best." Zheng Yunzhi handed the secret report to Sun Wen on the side and said: "The eight hundred miles to Zhigu are urgent. The Donglu are taking the water route. More than 10,000 soldiers and horses landed at the mouth of the Chaohe River. Ninety percent of the targets are Capital. General Lin Jiangsheng has led his troops to cut off the road to intercept, and is expected to intercept Donglu's surprise attack troops in the Xianghe area. Calculating the time, it should be almost done now."

Sun Wen looked at it and said: "How can the capital be shaken by a mere tens of thousands of troops? Donglu made the wrong idea."

Zheng Yunzhi laughed and said: "The Donglu still looks at Zhuxia with the old eyes, which is because the information given by the king is not equal. The fall of Abatai may only arouse the anger of the Donglu, and people with discerning eyes will have doubts. But we have to do this because of the battle for the fate of the country. However, it would not be a good thing if the Donglu troops are allowed to approach the city. Although the soldiers and horses stationed in the city are not afraid of the Donglu, the people cannot bear the panic."

Sun Wen nodded and said: "The people of the capital have just recovered from the destruction. In the early years, the Tatars entered the pass several times. The people were frightened and couldn't stand the panic. But Mr. Zheng, don't worry, the military will have its own affairs." The general area is located in the general area. General Lin Jiangsheng is good at fighting, so he will be fine."

Zheng Yunzhi said: "But we need to make some preparations."

"As it should be."

It has not been a day and a night since the Tatars landed at the mouth of the Chaohe River. The people don't know it yet, but the capital is still so vibrant. Zheng Yunzhi and Sun Wen received the news, so they were tight inside and tight on the outside, taking strict precautions and not mentioning it.

In Shanhaiguan, Ying Yi received the news earlier than in the capital. Chaohe Estuary is closer to Shanhaiguan. The news was delivered to Ying Yi in the form of a battle report. After reading it, Ying Yi put it aside. He believed that Lin Jiangsheng had the ability to deal with this surprise attack by the Tatars.

"I ordered Lin Jiangsheng to garrison three guards in Tianjin to guard against surprise attacks by the Tatars on the waterway." Ying Yi said: "In this battle for the fate of the country, all possible means are used. Dorgon would not think of the waterway. The Tatars are connected to the north, and the Tatars are connected to the south. Taking the water route, hundreds of thousands of troops came to Shanhaiguan. What's the plan? It's obvious at a glance."

"However, Lin Jiangsheng was guilty of almost ignoring the mouth of the Chaohe River, which allowed the Jiannu to land smoothly. If the Tatars are completely wiped out without harming the people, the merit can be reduced. If not, he will be punished after the war."

Zhu Bingkun and others suddenly looked solemn and sat upright.

Ying Yi then sighed: "After all, there was some negligence here. Because the current situation in Hebei was initially decided, all aspects were not considered satisfactorily. Moreover, many of the generals had never fought a water battle, so they neglected it. We should take this as a warning and teach them a lesson." "

Then he said with a smile: "Dorgon has no skills, so we will wait for news from Qian Yue. Once Qian Yue captures Jinzhou, we will fight decisively."

Dorgon is indeed at the end of his rope.

Hundreds of thousands of troops were locked in a stalemate outside Shanhaiguan. Every day, people ate and horses chewed, and food and grass were reduced at a rate visible to the naked eye. This is nothing. There has been no news from the north, either from Horqin or Tumut. What frightened Dorgon the most was the former garrison in Guangning.

It has been seven or eight days since he arrived here, and the small front garrison is still as stable as a mountain. Hauge's plan to break the city in three days was already in ruins. Although Dorgon was given the opportunity to capture Hauge to the end, in the following days, no matter who he was, he could not help but lose the former garrison guarding the mere 6,000 soldiers and horses. Instead, he lost many troops and suffered heavy casualties.

So far, Dorgon is no longer willing to attack again and has only surrounded a group of Korean soldiers, but a thorn in his back always makes it difficult to sleep.

In the Sanshan Camp, Dorgon sat motionless, his expression much gloomier than when he came. He was wearing a set of silver-gray armor, with a pocket on his side. He gently touched the cold armor, and his heart was as cold as the armor.