Beiyang new warlord

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A red flag guard with a spear was standing guard on the ditch all the time, even though Huang Taiji got off the mound, he didn't move, but not long after, the sound of heavy footsteps behind him came to his ears. Unable to bear it, he turned his head slightly, and with such a sideways glance, the face of the fierce, bearded man, who was originally full of flesh and flamboyant, was instantly filled with fear and panic.

On the other side, on the side of the Dongjiang River, on the southeast side of the Tieshan Highway, there were lights and festoons, and it was very lively.

To be honest, Dongjiang didn’t take advantage of it today. The Qing army couldn’t fight consecutively, and they were short of food, and their condition declined. Even so, the battle loss rate on this day was about [-]:[-]. The casualties of the Qing army were around [-]. They and Lee's North Korean troops numbered as many as [-].

If you want the horses to run, you have to give the horses grass! If you want the ashes to charge the Dongjiang River, you have to give them benefits, so that the reckless people will forget their lives. This is now the big capitalist and the big warlord. Mao Jue knew it all too well.

In the evening, he prosecuted his meritorious service and paid 30 taels of silver for a head. Not only can he pay in cash, but he can also exchange for a lot of Dongjiang’s goods, such as cloth, pots and so on! There are also cans from Tieshan Cannery. Eating, cigarettes are distributed in boxes and smoked casually, except for wine, because a bottle is not served because it is necessary to fight, it is heaven for these guys.

"Ichiro Yamashita, beheaded twice, rewarded with ten pots, twenty pieces of cloth, fifty pieces of cigarettes, Kazuo Shuang from the village entrance, beheaded three times, rewarded with ten taels of silver, three swords, and one collar of armor"

The lingering smell of smoke makes people's brains feel ecstatic, and there are piles of things that are distributed on the spot. Someone helps to pack them and send them directly back to the country of Japan. You don't need to worry about it. I was so overjoyed inside, surrounded by the merit offering platform, I saw a circle of sparks shining there, the eyes of the Japanese warriors holding their heads were shining with gold, and there were ten arrows on the side of each marching pot. Many Japanese Li Chaoren ate canned food.

Just like Chinese instant noodles have become aristocratic food in Africa, the canned fish that Dongjiang people are tired of eating is simply a delicacy for them. The delicious food and shiny real money make a group of guys forget the bloody and horror of today's decisive battle clean and dry.

"It smells like smoke!"

Covering her small nose, Adelena frowned delicately, and ran to Mao Jue angrily to complain.

"You don't care about them!"

In the banquet hall of the big tent of the Chinese Army, Mori Nobuhide, Kuroda Toshinaga, and Pu Ada all had a cigarette in their hand, eating noodles as if they were reincarnated like evil spirits, at the other end, Luo Zhige, Wen Meng, Kong Youde and the others lit up a cigarette and watched in a bit of depression. Mao Jue endured the smog, because he was happy now.

From the first day when he understood his situation after crossing, the Qing army had been hanging on his head like a beheading knife. Although these guys have not been completely dealt with now, they can suppress the Qing army and fight, which has already shown Mao Jue When it comes to hope, or he already has the chance to win, so what if he travels to the biggest meat grinder battlefield in the late Ming Dynasty?Laozi can still survive, and he must live with dignity.

"Let them go! I'm happy today, at worst, I've approved the ban on smoking in your office."

"Humph!"

Covering her little nose, she deliberately turned her little head away, but in fact Adelaina's mouth was also full of smiles.

The smell of victory!

But during the banquet, when Mao Jue happily picked up his wine glass, the tent outside the door was suddenly lifted, and two messengers rushed in, kneeling heavily on the ground.

"General, urgent military situation!"

Returning to Jialuo Mountain, looking down from the commanding heights, Baima Mountain City, Ershilipu, Thirty Fort, Desheng Fort, a series of castles in Dongjiang, the beacon fires are lit up one by one like a baton.

Jiannu came to reinforce the army again?

This idea came to Mao Jue's mind for the first time, and was immediately rejected by Mao Jue. Not to mention that the Qing army is strong, it is already strong, and more than half of the 20 troops have been dispatched. It is impossible to come again, even if Furthermore, there should be news in the morning, and it shouldn't explode suddenly in the middle of the night!

With his brows furrowed tightly, the next beacon fire at the Forty Mile Terrace was ignited again. Suddenly, Mao Jue slapped his thigh!

"The Tartars are running!"

"Blow the bugle! Mobilize our Dongjiang headquarters troops and launch an attack immediately!"

Cleverly, Mao Li grabbed the horn, and the desolate sound of the horn suddenly echoed throughout the Jialaofeng camp, while the Dongjiang generals who followed them up the climb had their eyes red with excitement. They didn't have a chance to play, and watched others cut off their heads for money. Now, it's finally time for them to show their talents!

One, two, three torches were lit up one after another, and the battlefield where the corpses were still scattered was filled with shouts of killing again. On the top of the earth wall, a few red flag soldiers tried to draw their bows to resist, and in a blink of an eye there were crackling gunshots like fried beans They were directly blasted down, followed by the well-trained Dongjiang Ruishi, who was furious and eager for glory, and climbed up without fear of death.

It's not that Huang Taiji didn't have the empress dowager, but more than half of the Zhenghong Banner among the Eight Banners plus more than 8000 elite soldiers from each banner. Not for a moment.

"Kill!"

puff~

click~

The fire was ignited among the camps, and the shouts of killing were imminent in a blink of an eye, and a few soldiers who were shaking their teeth tremblingly knelt on the ground and kowtowed their heads.

"Master, let's go! If you don't go, it will be too late!"

But the unlucky ghost who was left here by the lottery, the dignified Prince of the Qing Dynasty and Shuo Li, and Da Bei Le Dai Shan stroking the old man's long beard with a bitter smile.

"Walk?"

"The emperor ordered me to stay behind, did I leave? Even if I escape back, I will end up with Amin, the old man might as well die here!"

While speaking, there was already a puff from outside the tent, and a gust of blood sprayed directly on one side of the curtain. Seeing that they couldn't leave, the two soldiers became so brutal that they simply drew their knives and rushed out, but immediately followed by bang bang Two shots were fired.

It is no different from autumn hunting. The overall situation has been decided, and the best prey will be left to the most noble people to hunt and kill. At one hour and three quarters, the Qing army camp has fallen, and Huang Taiji's Huanglong tent was offered by the generals. It was given to Mao Jue. He was covered in military uniform and held a revolver. Mao Jue's gaze was like lightning. He pointed at the head of a soldier who was shaking his teeth and came in. He was already trembling like chaff. Stepping back step by step, seeing Daishan sitting behind him, he raised up with a burst of strength, and swung the knife again suddenly.

"Han dog, kill"

Bang~

Immediately, his head blossomed, and the person thumped and fell to the ground. Although he knew it was impossible, Mao Jue still pointed the smoking gun at Daishan.

"Huang Taiji?"

Just now he was full of momentum, but looking at his own soldiers, he was as strong as a calf, and he was paralyzed on the ground, his brain was broken, and his hands and feet were still twitching. , fell limply on the ground, and the voice of Daqing Dabeilor was a little trembling.

"Return, Mao Man, Master Mao, General Mao! In the next generation, you are not good, not the emperor"

The disappointment was beyond words, and Mao Jue waved his hand in a dispirited way: "I caught it."

He walked out of the tent in a few quick steps, and he could still see the beacon fires in the northwest, but Mao Jue then angrily punched the totem poles of the people around him, speaking viciously.

"Can't run!"

I really can’t run away! Along the way, more than half of the Dongjiang’s fortresses have not been removed. There is always a price to be paid for jumping towers and killing people. Now, Huang Taiji has tasted this bitter fruit.

In the mountains and fields, more than a dozen Mongolian cavalry dragged their horses and fled in panic, but immediately, a burst of gunfire erupted in a village in the middle of the mountain, and with the sound of being shot, five or six men were directly knocked down On the ground, he fell dead under the horse, and the rest didn't dare to resist, and just turned over and knelt under the horse, kowtowing their heads desperately.

On the Dongjiang road, thousands of defeated soldiers fled forward in a daze, while the defense tower sanctioned him crazily. The red-hot shrapnel in the night sky were like shooting stars, crackling and falling on the crowd, why dodge? All the evasive tactics were gone, and the terrified Qing army was massacred by artillery and bullets, leaving behind a whole body of corpses.

Marching at night is already a difficult problem for future generations, not to mention being under overwhelming sniper fire. Only less than ten kilometers away from the front line of Mount Garao, Huang Taiji's 12 troops were scattered. Being attacked by this artillery fire is even more serious. defeated.

However, the scattered Qing soldiers and the artillery fire from the fortress also brought problems to Mao Jue's pursuit. The pro-army group running on the Dongjiang highway had to carry dozens of flags with Mao characters, each flag Two braziers were raised high up to illuminate them, and the scout cavalry ran to the forts in advance to bring out all Dongjiang's own defenders, so as to save accidental artillery fire.

This is also the last battle!

The chase started in the middle of the night, and when it reached the Yalu River, it was almost noon the next day. Only more than 2 soldiers from the Dongjiang Army who carried the banner arrived at the battlefield first, and Mao Jue was the first to climb up the battlefield without attacking immediately. The red pine peak near Jiangyan.

Looking down through the binoculars, the huge river has been overwhelmed. Those with horses hugged their necks and swam westward, while those without horses were dozens of people scrambling for various logs and rafts. A large group of people had already crossed the river, however, there were still more than [-] to [-] slave-building troops crowded at the ferry.

Moreover, what is surprising is that the right incisor fort in the Dongjiang River has not yet fallen, and it is constantly pouring artillery fire at the Qing army's Tartars in the river, forcing the Qing army to avoid this shallow water area and take risks in the deep water. Swimming across, the screams of the Qing army being washed away resounded across the huge river.

Seeing this scene, Mao Jue was really overjoyed, he waved his hand violently, and shouted orders behind him.

"Come on, lift it up!"

In the roar of dozens of people working hard, the heavy Hongyi cannon was pushed to the Hongsong Mountain. There is no shortage of cannons in the Dongjiang River. The people on the road didn't know which banner cavalry, Mao Jue gave an order, and erupted out suddenly.