Thanks to my friends, Tuofei Nanpu Lao and Wanshi, for the huge reward. Awesome! A wolf travels thousands of miles to eat meat. I have a question: what else
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There are only two paths in life: one is to choose, the other is to persist.
For Balchuhun, the first option is no longer available.
He had no choice but to move forward, because if he returned empty-handed, Dorgon would surely execute him.
But it was too difficult for him to persist.
Dorgon only gave him 500 men and horses. As soon as they left the capital, these 500 men and horses began to hesitate and whisper to each other.
"My neighbor Pav also disappeared last night. Someone saw him collecting rent outside Xuanwu Gate yesterday evening, but he didn't come home at night. Luo Zuoling led people to look for him, but he is still missing."
"It's already this late, and you're still going outside Xuanwu Gate? Aren't you courting death?"
"In my opinion, the regent should order the killing of all Han people in the outer city."
"Don't you want to be the regent? There are hundreds of thousands of Han people in the outer city, and we only have four or five thousand bannermen left. It will take you several days to chop off their heads. If the Han people are provoked to rebel, the whole city will be in chaos."
"Don't talk about that, just focus on the present."
"Yes, I heard that there are tens of thousands of Qin troops in Yongqing. If we go there with 500 people, we will die."
"I heard that the Qin army's rockets are more terrifying than the red cannons..."
Balchuhun felt uneasy listening to these discussions.
Although he holds the title of Beile, this is not due to his military merits, but due to the influence of his father Yuetuo.
So far, he had led troops to fight only a handful of times, but almost all of the Qing Dynasty's capable and brave generals had been killed or captured. Dorgon could only pick the tallest among the short ones and let a "rich second generation" like him take over.
This was also an important reason that affected the morale of these 500 Qing troops.
A commander as capable and good at fighting as Duoduo was defeated by the Qin army. The soldiers all thought that following Balchuhun who had little combat experience would not lead to a good ending.
"Shut up! Shut up everyone. Whoever dares to talk nonsense again, I will kill him first!" Balchuhun was frightened by the discussions of his soldiers and could not help but shouting sternly.
It’s finally quiet!
After crossing the Marco Polo Bridge, everyone rushed southeast at an accelerated pace. After another ten miles, strictly speaking, Barchuhun and his men entered the "enemy-occupied area";
Although most villages did not raise the flag of rebellion, the yellow dust raised by the war horses could be seen from afar. The sound of gongs could be heard in every village, and the villagers hid and dodged. The young and strong men quickly took up their weapons and prepared to resist.
Some large villages usually build earthen walls around the entire village to prevent robbers.
When Balchuhun and his companions passed by, they could always see vigilant eyes watching them from the wall. These prying eyes made people feel as if they were being stabbed in the back. In short, they caused great psychological pressure on people.
In this kind of environment, you have to remain highly vigilant at all times, and over time, it is easy to suffer a mental breakdown.
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"Report! General Wang, there are five hundred Jiannu coming towards us!"
At Wangjiashan, a man on horseback rushed into the forest and reported loudly to Wang Guichen.
Behind Wang Guichen was a large flag with the Chinese character "Qin" on it. This was given to him by Liu Zhongqin to gather the rebels. After hearing that there were 580 soldiers, Wang Guichen asked cautiously, "Who is the enemy's main general?"
"General, I have seen clearly that it is the Barchuhun who was scared away by us yesterday. It is him, no doubt about it."
After hearing that it was this guy, Li Sangui immediately pounded his fist and said, "General, our chance has come. This Balchuhun is simply a fool. We made some noise yesterday and scared him away. Why don't we set up an ambush today and kill him."
Mo Liang also said: "That's right, five hundred and eight banner soldiers, this is a huge contribution, General, let's do it."
"Don't you need to tell me this? Everyone come here, let's discuss together how to capture these 500 Jiannu in one fell swoop."
The Qin Army flag granted by Liu Zhongqin was very useful. Wang Guichen had already gathered nearly 4,000 volunteers. In addition, he also got some weapons from Liu Zhongqin, which was one of the reasons why Wang Guichen was confident.
In the past, let alone four thousand young and strong men, even ten or twenty thousand Ming troops would not dare to provoke the Five Hundred Eight Banners Soldiers.
But things are different now. The myth of the Eight Banners Army has long been broken. Even Wang Guichen's several thousand young and strong men dare to clamor to destroy the five hundred Eight Banners Army. This psychological change is truly touching.
Balchuhun was looting a small village with twenty or thirty households and nearly a hundred villagers. They were surrounded by the Qing army before they had time to escape. Some women and children who hid in wells were also searched out, and the village was filled with cries.
At this moment, there were sudden gunshots, and three Eight Banners soldiers fell down at the entrance of the village. Balchuhun and others were shocked, thinking that the Qin army was coming to kill them, because ordinary rioters did not have guns.
"What's going on? What's going on? Are the Qin troops attacking?" Barchu shouted in a stern voice.
"My Lord, they are a group of rioters." A loud shout came from the entrance of the village.
Balchuhun rode out in a hurry, and then heard eighty-seven gunshots. He was so scared that he hid behind the house. Outside, two of his men were shot and fell in a pool of blood.
He looked out and saw a dozen rioters holding guns and riding horses rushing out of the woods outside the village and fleeing towards the southeast.
"Chase them! Kill them!" Balchuhun felt extremely insulted. A dozen rioters dared to attack his hundreds of troops and even killed five of them. If he let these dozen rioters go like this, how could he hold his head up in front of the soldiers
Hundreds of Eight Banners soldiers could not stand such humiliation. After all, the enemy had only a dozen men. So they rode their horses and chased after them. The horses neighed and the hooves sounded like thunder. Under the scorching sun, the two, one fleeing and the other chasing, used all their strength to fly over fields, villages, sparse woods, hills, and streams...
"Ah!" When several hundred Eight Banners soldiers rushed into a shallow stream, their horses stumbled one after another. The horses neighed sadly, the soldiers howled miserably, and one by one the Eight Banners soldiers fell off their horses, their heads were broken and bleeding, and they looked miserable.
The Eight Banners soldiers behind them could not rein in their horses and rushed forward, causing a huge collision. Those who fell off their horses suffered the most, being trampled beyond recognition by the chaotic iron hooves...
It turned out that except for the two-zhang-wide area where a dozen rebels crossed the river, the shallow stream was covered with barbs. The Eight Banners soldiers saw that the stream was small and the water was shallow, so they thought they could just rush across it, but they never expected that their boat would capsize in the ditch.
Just as the Qing army was colliding with each other, a huge flag of the Qin army was suddenly raised in the weeds across the stream. Thousands of young and strong men stood up following the flag, with gongs beating and shouts reaching the sky. On the hill behind, hundreds of flags of various colors were raised, and large clouds of dust rose, as if thousands of troops were chasing from behind.
Balchuhun looked back at the thick yellow dust behind him and felt terrified. It was all over, it was all over now, he was surrounded.
At the same time, a few feet away from the other side of the river, patches of grass were lifted up, revealing pits under the grass. No one appeared in the pits, but thunder bombs with sparks flew out of the pits. Boom! Boom! Boom... The Eight Banners Army, which had been huddled together in the creek, was bombarded by thunder bombs one after another, crying for their parents and running away in panic.
Wang Guichen and more than 2,000 people came running wildly. They had all kinds of weapons in their hands. Many of them held long bamboo poles, which were at least 30 to 40 feet long and sharpened at one end. They poked at the Eight Banners soldiers in the stream from a distance.
This is more effective than a knife or a gun. I can poke you, but you can't cut me. I poke! I poke! I poke hard! Poke the face, the horse's belly, the butthole. Anyway, any soft spot is my first choice!
There were also people who used stones to hit people. Don't underestimate the stones. They were the size of a fist and they smashed hard, making a bang. Their power was no less than that of a bow and arrow. Balchuhun, who had just escaped to the shore on horseback, was hit on the head with a "bang". He suddenly felt as if the sky was full of twinkling stars. His eyes rolled back and he fell off his horse.
The Eight Banners soldiers were in a frenzy and no one cared about his life or death. Those who could escape fled, and those who did not escape probably suffered the same fate as him.
Many Eight Banners soldiers whipped their horses desperately and escaped half a mile when they suddenly stumbled and fell dizzy, still unable to figure out what had happened.
Wang Guichen was ruthless. He laid a net of heaven and earth. In the wasteland within a radius of one or two miles, they dug countless small holes. These holes were only slightly larger than a horse's hoof and about half a foot deep. Once a galloping warhorse stepped into one of them, it would definitely lose its footing and fall to the ground. It was a horrible sight...
"Another one!"
"again!"
"There's one... two... five here, hahaha..."
Half a mile away, war horses kept falling and tumbling on the ground, and thousands of young men rushed over, cheering and shouting;
Wang Guichen used this trick and actually killed most of the 500 Eight Banners soldiers. Only 200 of them managed to escape.
In the wilderness, there were young and strong men running everywhere, cheering, rushing to capture prisoners happily, infantry capturing cavalry, it was so exciting!
And strictly speaking, Wang Guichen's thousands of men could not be considered "soldiers and infantry". They were more like fishermen from Hailian, happily going to the beach to catch crabs after the tide receded...
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