In fact, Hong Chengchou's handling is correct. Whenever a large army retreats, he should use elite troops behind the palace to guard against the enemy's tail-chasing.

There were many Guanning cavalry under Tang Tong, Wu Sangui and others. They were proficient in offensive types, and their position defense was average.

The troops in Jizhen were dispersed several times in a few years. Although they were hand-crafted by Hong Chengchou, they were not considered to have been on the battlefield for a long time. These troops were in the middle to prevent accidents.

Cao Bianjiao was his old subordinate when he was appointed as the governor of the five provinces. His Lintao soldiers were very tough and could be assured to be used by the palace. Wang Pu also chose him because he was Lu Xiangsheng's old subordinate. Hong Chengchou, the name of Xuan Dajun, was also familiar with.

Unfortunately, Hong Chengchou misjudged this person! Xuan Dajun is good at fighting, but Wang Pu is not! When he followed Lu Xiangsheng under his command, he used the excuse to avoid the battle, found a Yuzi to leave Lu Xiangsheng and ran to Shanxi. At that time, Yang Sichang suppressed Lu Xiangsheng, so no one pursued him. This time, when he heard that he wanted to have his palace, Wang Pu was so scared that his soul and six spirits were almost dispersed. He went back to the military camp and ordered his subordinates to pack up their things. He actually broke the order and fled first.

It doesn't matter if he escapes, and the order of the entire army was disrupted. The soldiers were panicked when they ordered a retreat today. The night march was even more difficult to solve even in future generations. Everyone was afraid of being abandoned. Seeing the Datong Army bypassing him and fleeing first, Jizhen next to him also became in chaos, and many people ran away.

The husband and wife were birds in the same forest, and they flew on their own when the disaster came! The husband and wife were like this, let alone the troops of each town that were tied together. Wu Sangui and Tang Tong were not showing any weakness. He supervised the Guanning Army and fled to the front. Then there were Shaanxi soldiers. In just half an hour, the 130,000 troops carefully organized by the court completely transformed into scattered soldiers and scattered soldiers, and each unit fled.

An unorganized retreat was still at this night, which was simply a disaster. Not to mention the enemy's assault, even if one trampled on his own, there were hundreds or thousands.

What's more, the purpose of this battle was to eliminate the Ming army outside the pass, how could Huang Taiji watch the Ming army retreat?

The loud shouts of killing sounds also sounded overwhelmingly in the northeast.

"Supervisor! The East Captive Attack!"

He was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, and Cao Bianjiao shouted anxiously.

After encountering such a big change in a short time, Hong Chengchou's spirit collapsed. He sat on the beacon tower with his eyes blank, muttering and shaking his head.

"It's over! It's over!"

I don’t know if he is talking about himself or the Ming Dynasty.

"Supervisor!Supervisor!"

The two armies were shouting in a hurry and there was no response. The battle between the two armies had already sounded at the foot of the mountain. The Ming army, which had no leader, was unilaterally massacred. In a hurry, Cao Bianjiao finally knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

"Prespondent, take care of yourself! Cao Bianjiao is gone!"

Then he shouted and threw his helmet on the ground. The tiger general made a big stride and went down the mountain.

Whenever it is time for crisis, the hero appears so precious. He has a big gun on his right arm, walking forward while Cao Bian Jiao is still strong and powerful, shouting with great energy.

"We are the country of the Heavenly Kingdom, how can we let a group of barbarians laugh at us ashamed of no one in the Ming Dynasty! I, Cao Bianjiao, would not be the rat. Ning Yuan stood and died, and would not let the blades of these thieves be cut on the back!"

"Now I, Cao Bianjiao, died here!"

The passionate voice of death can always infect the passionate blood in the man's heart. A large group of Lintao soldiers followed him without saying a word. There were also nearby Guanning Iron Cavalry, Datong border soldiers were inspired and gathered with the call. As long as there is a leader, the great China has never lacked the spirit of dying generously!

On this end, thousands of Ming troops retreated backwards, but a small group of cavalry charged in the opposite direction. In the panic and roaring escape, they rushed in hard against the overwhelming Qing army.

Even if there are thousands of people, I will go!

On the other side, the Qing army camp.

He didn't care about the bleeding from his nose, and his clothes were dyed red. Huang Taiji was personally in charge of the army at the forefront, roaring and commanding excitedly.

"Beat the drum and march! Kill all these wise men!"

In his roar, Abatai, Dorgon and others who had suppressed many days were like tigers going down the mountain, and they ordered their subordinates to go forward frantically. Wherever the cavalry passed, the heads were rolling. The Ming army infantry, without the protection of the formation, were simply a group of lambs to be slaughtered.

But at this moment, Haoge's troops, who were marching, suddenly fell over! In the firelight, Huang Taiji obviously saw a Ming cavalry hitting into Haoge's Zhenglan Banner Cavalry group. For a moment, the arrogant Eight Banners Iron Cavalry could not resist.

Especially the Ming general who led the army at the forefront threw away all his armor, with his bare hands, swept across like a dragon, and charged forward. He was picking off all the enemies that the Qing army had blocked.

He was already sure to win. Looking at the cavalry, Huang Taiji became loving talent and not only nodded and ordered.

"The Ming people also have such passionate and loyal people. If you capture him later, you should treat him well!"

He was also full of smiles. Bao Chengxian, Fan Wencheng, Ning Wan and several other Han officials were slapped and nodded in admiration.

"The emperor is kind, and I admire him! I admire him!"

People like to listen to good things and are in a good mood. Huang Taiji raised his head and accepted all the flattery.

But before these kings and ministers could be intertwined for a long time, the situation was a little wrong. The only five or six hundred Ming army cavalry had cut through thousands of military formations of the Zhenglan Banner. Although more than half of the losses had been lost, the Ming army general, who was killed in blood, was still bravely heading for his central army.

Huang Taiji's brows immediately locked up, and Tu Lai on the side immediately turned over and kowtowed and begged: "Your Majesty, let Tu Lai meet that guy!"

"Go!"

Amid the sound of the horn, the fierce Zhenghuang Banner cavalry divided a large number of strands, and several Niulu rushed forward with a roar. The battle situation was once again filled with blood.

But the Ming army in front of him was simply crazy, and he had no intention of jealousy at all. Even if he was stabbed against each other, he would have to push the spear at his hands into the enemy's chest. Huang Taiji saw with his own eyes that two blood holes were penetrated by the Ming army madman who had fallen off his horse with half a spear and dragged forward with a horse hoof of a cavalry in the Yellow Banner. The flesh and blood rubbed against the ground and a ferocious mark was dragged out. The horse that had lost its balance finally fell to the ground.

"Emperor! General Tu Lai!"

Also looking at the sweat on his forehead, Fan Wencheng pointed forward quickly. In the riding group, the Ming general was hitting the chest of a snare. The demon god picked up the person alive and seized the gap. Tu Lai rushed forward despicablely, and the sabre was fierce and slashed directly to Cao Bianjiao's head.

Seeing Cao Bianjiao's head and head were about to be different, a loud shout sounded on the side. When Huang Taiji was sweating and bleeding from his nose, another Ming army officer jumped off his horse desperately, blocking the fatal knife with his body. The two of them immediately rolled and rushed under the horse's hooves.

The Zhenghuang Banner Essential Cavalry who lost his command could not stop it!

Huang Taiji could no longer calm down. His fat face was moved and he looked at him in disbelief. Fan Wencheng was also extremely shocked and shouted loudly in horror.

"Protect the Emperor!"

Amid the heavy footsteps, the heavy infantry of the Qing Dynasty ran out from the two rows, quickly arranged a human wall in front of the imperial court, raised the spears horizontally, and blocked them forward fiercely.

It was really the last moment of strength. The remaining thirty or forty Ming cavalry crashed into the spear formation, and the war horses fell down one after another. However, under the nervous attention of Huang Taiji, his imperial front-line waving Yala's personal army was still fighting continuously, and a chaotic feeling was like an irresistible killing from the front to the back.

He was already out of breath, and there were two or three scars deep on his body. If he were ordinary people, he might have fallen long ago. However, Cao Bianjiao had such an incredible spirit and had already lost his spear. He cut a geese-winged knife in his hand, but he still kept slashing forward. With the crackling sound, another Qing army fell backwards with fear.

A light finally came out of his eyes. Huang Taiji's imperial flag was already shocked and his face clearly appeared in Cao Bianjiao's eyes. A ferocious but satisfying smile appeared on his bloody face. But before he could pluck the last trace of strength, a puff sound suddenly came. Two bloody spears stabbed into his body and came out of his chest.

The last two personal warriors who were caring behind him had already used their bodies to block the spear for him in the last second!

Is it still killed by the back?

Full of anger and reluctance, looking at the bloody spear thrown out of his chest, the next second, Cao Bianjiao roared wildly, and threw the geese-winged sword at his hand at Huang Taiji.

The knife hit Huang Taiji's horse, which was so shocked that the yellow horses were raising their hooves.

After slapping, the last drop of blood was shed. The general who had both generations of loyalty to the Ming Dynasty, knelt on the ground with wide eyes and died with fear of revenge.

"Emperor! Emperor!"

Fan Wencheng and more than a dozen others screamed and helped him. Huang Taiji staggered off the horse, but his eyes were always looking at the direction where the sword flew. In his mind, the fear brought by the Dongjiang Army, which rushed forward like a tiger, was discovered again. After a long time, he couldn't say a word.

There are warriors who shouted like this! Is there really hope of winning the Qing Dynasty?

Unfortunately, among the 130,000 Ming troops, there is only one Cao Bianjiao.

Without any concern about the comrades behind him, relying on the blood of his comrades, tens of thousands of people fled from Songshan in a daze. After running for several hours, the exhausted Ming Jun sat on the beach panting.

The war horses were so tired that they spit white foam and knelt on the ground. The culprit of this agitation, Wang Pu, general of Datong, was also gasping among the soldiers like a dog. He gasped for a few seconds before he looked back and watched with glory on his face.

But this glory didn't last long, and suddenly someone screamed in horror.

“Tartars!

The heavy footsteps shocked the earth. In the sky, the dark knights seemed to crawl out of hell, holding up their sabers in front of the bright moon, and rushed straight towards the exhausted and unmoving Ming army.
Chapter completed!