Chapter 169 Dorgon and Duoduo

At this time, the Eight Mongolian Banners had not yet been fully formed. As a servant army, there were naturally no banner masters, only three nominal commanders, and these three nominal commanders were directly loyal to Huang Taiji.

Gurushabu, Omubu Huchuer and Genger have already called themselves the most powerful kings of the Mongolian clan!

According to the Han people's thinking, it is necessary to be as low-key as possible to become the commander of the minion army, and you should not arrogantly claim that you are the most powerful king.

If you do this, you will be looked down upon by your own tribe members and will also cause your master's displeasure!

However, the Mongolians do not think so, they are very proud.

Since Yun Zhao heard that these three fools claimed to be like this and slandered each other, he felt that his IQ was seriously humiliated.

He originally wanted to face the 20,000 elite Mongolians in person, but after hearing the news that spread throughout the grassland, he was too lazy to go again.

I think it was a good decision to let Yun Yang, who was also not smart enough, deal with these three people.

He even thought that the reason why Dorgon was unwilling to set out with these three idiots was that he didn't want to be contaminated with stupidity...

Facing the three Mongolian cavalry leaders who only knew how to charge and retreat two commands, facing the Mongolian cavalry leaders who had only 20,000 people and had to distance themselves from each other, facing the cavalry leaders who watched their friendly forces be defeated by the enemy but turned a blind eye and were somewhat happy, Yun Zhao decided to ignore them.

So, when Gengger's head was sent by Gao Jie, Yun Zhao carefully looked at the guy's face with a big round face, light eyebrows, long eyes, single eyelids, and a flat nose, which was almost the same as Temujin in the textbook.

However, there was no cruelty and wisdom revealed from Temujin's bones, especially after he died, the corners of his mouth were still pulling down, and it could be seen that he was crying before being beheaded.

"Temujin used up all the Mongolian tribe and started fortune for thousands of years!"

"From then on, this clan is left with only suffering and sadness!"

"They will always miss the huge Mongol Empire, so their hearts are proud. They miss their good days of being arrogant but don't know how to restore their cunning, but they are just targeting their own people. They are cruel and only targeting their own people. They have a majestic rule in their own tribes, and they are often helpless when they encounter invasions from foreign tribes..."

It is because of this that they were used by the Han people and enslaved by the Qing Dynasty... and may be used by other ethnic groups in the future.

Because they have a glorious history, in order to prevent rekindling, every nation who uses their ruthless means will be used on them. In Yun Zhao's memory, the Qing Dynasty's "reducing taxes and de-Mongolization" and the Soviet Union's "de-Mongolization" are the most painful memories in the history of this nation.

So, for a long time, they were proud and inferior, cruel and cowardly...

Therefore, once a nation has a great and glorious past, it is impossible to be small for others, and even if it is small, it will not be recognized.

This kind of smallness, they would think it was "sleeping on firewood and tasting gall", "exercising ulterior motives", "bearing humiliation and carrying heavy burdens" before taking off, and "resurrecting ashes."

Yun Zhao also has this kind of worry!

Not only did he have it, but Zhu Yuanzhang, Huang Taiji, but also the late Marshal Si... Therefore, the Mongolians had to have a tragedy, which became a universal value.

How brilliant and powerful they were at the beginning, how miserable and declining they would be in the future.

This situation is no longer a rare thing for the Han people. Whenever foreign races rule the Central Plains... the Han people are always the most unlucky race.

However, the Han clan can always turn over and become the master after being unlucky. This is the reason why the Han clan has lasted forever.

Yun Zhao looked at Genggeer's head and thoughts... Survival or destruction... This is a big problem...

Similarly, Dorgon, wearing white armor, also looked at the head on the table and thought a lot... This head belongs to Omubu Huchuer.

"In four days, six hundred miles, I ruined five thousand servants. Such a fool, I still have the face to ask me for revenge!

Where is Gurushabu?"

Duoduo, also wearing white armor, said: "I heard that Omubu Huchule was killed by his brother, and he ran away."

Dorgon sneered and said, "He thought the emperor could protect him?"

Duoduo sighed and said, "Yuetu and Du Du did not take advantage of Zhangjiakou either. Their food and grass were burned down, slaves were robbed, and more than 10,000 casualties were killed or killed.

Brother, you can't have too high demands on Omubu Huchu and the others. This time we are facing a strong enemy."

Dorgon sat straight, pressed his hands on his knees and looked at the blue sky outside the military tent and said, "Yun Zhao! Is he Zhu Ming's thief?"

Duoduo said: "Say he is, he controls Guanzhong and undermines Zhu Ming's rule in Guanzhong. Even the royal family bowed to him, and his disobedience was obvious.

He said he was not, and he was loyal to Zhu Ming. He never had any shortages in terms of taxes or various payments, and even spared no effort in rescuing Zhu Ming's people."

Dorgon smiled, patted his knees and said, "Is the counter-espionage plan of no use?"

Duoduo smiled bitterly and said, "It's used. Since Yun Zhao sent someone to openly use armored soldiers to attack the Minister of War in the daytime and caused a bloody crime, no one has mentioned the name Yun Zhao again."

Dorgon said in surprise: "The emperor has acquiesced?"

Duoduo said: "Yes, the emperor agreed. News came from Zhu Ming's inner court that if the emperor did not die, Yun Zhao would not rebel."

Dorgon laughed to the sky and said, "It's interesting, half loyal and half traitorous, so interesting."

When Duoduo saw his brother laughing, he couldn't help but frown and said, "Our brothers are disliked by the emperor. This time he encountered a strong enemy, will the brother really use soldiers from Zhengbai Banner to fill the trenches in Guihua City?"

Dorgon waved his hand and said, "It is true that the emperor is vigilant towards our brothers, but he still cannot do the vicious thoughts of using the enemy to consume the Qing soldiers of our Zhengbai Banner. These soldiers belong to our Zhengbai Banner, and even more to the emperor."

"However, it can be seen from the military newspaper sent by Yue Tuo that Yun Zhao built a defense line of more than 200 miles east of Guihua City."

Dorgon took a sip of horse milk and said, "Just just bypass the defense line. Yun Zhao can't build a defense line of hundreds of miles in all directions, southeast, west and north.

Guihua City is lonely and hanging on the frontier, which is an isolated city. Throughout history, there has never been an isolated city that can survive independently, and there is not a single one. How can he, Yun Zhao, be exceptional?

The focus of this battle is not on Guihua City, but on the Jiuyuan area of ​​Hetao, and on Tumotechuan!"

Duoduo gritted his teeth and said, "We have conquered the Mongolian tribes once, do we have to conquer them again?"

Dorgon smiled and said, "Don't worry, you can't stand it just two times? I guess that as long as the Mongols have no place to live, we will not be able to complete their true rule. We will continue to fight and suppress them in the future, just like Zhu Ming did in his early years."

"Yuetuo, Du Du has already made a copy and admits that he has failed. Our Zhengbai Banner has no way out. I always feel that they have no good intentions."

Dorgon sighed and said, "These people have learned bad things."

Duoduo said angrily: "That Fan Wencheng is still instigating Yuetuo and Dudu."

Dorgon glanced at Duoduo and said, "So, you were in Shengjing, so you forced to sleep with someone's wife?"

Duoduo laughed and said, "That woman is good. Didn't I return it to him later?"

Dorgon smiled and waved his hand and said, "Don't do such things in the future. If nothing happens, people will look down on you, Gushan Beile.

I will send orders to continue to march towards Zhangjiakou tomorrow. At the same time, I will send a small team of guerrillas to capture everyone I met. Without a minion army, we will recruit some more."

The army left, but the head of Omubu Huchu'er remained in the abandoned camp.

A big red-mouthed crow smelled rotten flesh flew from a distance, landed on the already smelly head and screamed happily, then took out one of his eyes and chewed it.

A feathered arrow flew over from a distance, nailing the big crow that was so complacent that it was nailed to the ground. The crow flapped his wings desperately, and after a moment, it stopped moving.

A young man in colorful clothes climbed up from the grass, and soon, six people in the same outfit stood up in scattered lightly.

The young man in charge looked around vigilantly, walked into the military camp quickly, and began to count the abandoned stove pits in the military camp.

These fire pits are left by the chef's cooking. As long as you count the stove pits here, you can accurately know the number of people in this army.

This is an extremely ancient military common sense. The number of troops is calculated through stove pits, the number of cavalry is known through abandoned simple mangers, the number of artillery is inferred by the traces left by the wheels of the cannon trucks, and the number of grain trucks is counted to calculate the material status of the army.

As long as these data are reported to Lantian City, there will be special talents to sort out the overall situation of Dorgon's army.

Then hand it over to the combat commanders for their reference.

In this regard, Lantian County has never slacked off.

Liu Xi saw the already smelly head again, took off the crossbow arrow, kicked the crow's body away, looked at the head carefully, and wrapped it in a leather pocket.

"Captain, why are you doing this dead head?"

Liu Xi said: "Looking at the appearance here, it should be where the enemy's central army camp is located. Look at the traces of this camp, which are the traces left by a very large tent. Maybe it is the place where the enemy commander stays. A head appears here should be good news. No matter who the head belongs to, it has reference value."

"It will be rotten when you take it back."

"No, I will marinate it with salt when we get back to the camp, which should be able to save for a while."

“Can we go back?”

"Let's go back, it's been thirteen days since I came out. Have you finished what I should do?"

After receiving a positive answer, Liu Xi and his group hugged their waists and ran quickly towards the mountain ten miles away on the half-person-high grass.

Gurushabu watched Dorgon's army leave, sitting dumbly on a huge rock and wondering what he was thinking.

When he set out, he had seven thousand fully armed cavalry beside him, and these cavalry were almost all the flag captains of the Hariqin tribe. Now, there are only less than two thousand people left.

The entire tribe of Hariqin tribe has 26,700 tents, which is a rare large clan in Mongolia in Liaodong. This time the emperor wants to form the Eight Mongolian Banners. Gurus masters want to support the Zhenghuang Banners, the Yellow Banners, and the Zhenglan Banners, and want to live some good life under the command of the Three Banners.

When he came, he thought Dorgon would still achieve supreme merits like he had chased Lin Dankhan last time. He thought that the Tumote tribe, which Dorgon had strangled once, had no power to fight back. Therefore, after being appointed by the Qing emperor, Gurus was the first to stand up to respond and actively dispatched all the tribe's flag ministers to participate in this great expedition.

He didn't expect that they would encounter a shameful failure in the Bailongdui.

Gurus Habu admitted that he was frightened. After Genger's cavalry was covered by white smoke, countless fireballs exploded in the white mist. He saw Genger running out of the white mist with his own eyes. Some people who were not able to distinguish between the south and the north were actually running towards the enemy's position. He watched him like a wild goose being bombarded from the horse...

A group of men in black with faces drove Bai Wu to stab the cavalry that fell off the horse to death one by one, and then led the panicked war horse away.

He also saw Omubu Huchuer attacking. This time no white mist appeared. However, as long as the cavalry approached the men in black who were pushing the side van, they would be broken by a storm-like iron ball with loud noises.

There, two iron balls would rotate and fly, like a huge sickle to cut the heroic cavalry into two pieces... There would also be black iron balls that exploded after landing, and then scattered iron pieces, the iron nails suddenly dispersed, easily piercing the leather armor... and some things like jars were thrown over, and when they landed, a fire would ignite, forming a wall of fire, cutting the huge cavalry formation into small pieces, small pieces, and finally the men in black used muskets...

This is a massacre.

Gurus Gebu swore that he had done his best, but his army was attacked by another cavalry... These cavalry would throw an iron ball that could explode and a fire-breathing iron ball. They had a short musket that could be activated with one hand. No matter how fierce the Mongolian warriors under their command were, they would fall off their horses after being bombarded by the musket... Moreover, before they charged, their artillery was clearing the way for them, how could the Mongolian warriors who were ravaged by the guns face a brutal enemy like a demon?

In just one hour, Gurushabu felt that he was going to be exterminated, so he started running... After running for a full six hundred miles, countless war horses died exhausted on the road.

Those who survived were only the people in front of them, no food, no cattle and sheep, and some even had weapons and horses.
To be continued...