Horse Circle City, or Dongchang Fort.

"A powerful general? They are all physical mortals, so I don't believe they are as fierce as the red cannon."

Dorgon sneered.

The news that Ajige was killed in battle or was dismembered by five horses has just been sent here. The latter is internal information. The former is made public. Beizitunqi, who led three thousand remaining troops to retreat to the front, was very clever and strictly ordered his Baoyi to deliver the letter. No one except Dorgon was allowed to say this.

After all, this had a great blow to the morale of the Qing army.

Ajige is almost the best among the Qing Dynasty kings. It can be said that every battle must be first, and the struggle must be forward to overcome difficulties. He is a vanguard character. Although he is not good at mind, he is the absolute number one general. His death is already very harmful to morale. If he is still killed by others in such a humiliating way, it will not be as simple as morale. The kings of Chenyang have devoted all their might to bet on this expedition, which is not to say that everyone agrees with this big team. The army, even the sixteen or seventeen-year-old boys of each flag participated in the war, and they really couldn't afford to lose. Moreover, the opponent this time was not the Ming army. They beat the Ming army over the years, but Li Zicheng was the same! Even if they were arrogant, they knew that they could not treat Li Zicheng as the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty's agricultural garrisons. The risk of doing their best to bet on this is too great. If the news of Ajige being dismembered by five horses spread again, then someone would definitely ask Dorgon to suspend the attack and negotiate with Li Zicheng on this reason.

But young generals like Tunqi don't want to see such results.

The Central Plains are so close.

There is no reason to stop outside Shanhaiguan and continue to suffer in the bitter cold of Liaodong. For those elderly people, Chenyang is already a good day compared to life in the mountains and forests, but for these second-generation or even third-generation Eight Banners, the flower world of the Central Plains is what they dream of.

I finally got this opportunity, and that is something I cannot miss anyway.

Isn't it just a dead person?

Is it because I am trapped outside this barrier that fewer people die of hunger and cold every year?

"This thief is very good at fighting!"

Shen Zhixiang next to him said with concern.

He is the Han army of Zhengbai Banner, and the vanguards are all two white banners.

Dorgon held the white flag, Dodo held the white flag, and Ajige was the owner of the small flag. He divided the white flag separately. In order to divide the three brothers, Huang Taiji always asked the three of them to divide the two flags and constantly changed their subordinates. After all, this division is easy to create conflicts.

Ajige was fooled by this and always had conflicts with Dorgon.

But Dodo listened to Dorgon, so after Huang Taiji's death Dorgon simply continued to maintain this division.

Speaking of which, the five thousand Qing troops were not only killed by Yang Qing, but actually killed at Yang Qing's hands. The total number was less than 200 people. The rest were all done by the Shun Army. Li Laiheng's chiseling under Yang Qing led one third of them. Tian Jianxiu led 10,000 infantry soldiers in the old camp of Shun Army to confront the Qing army and Wu Sangui's reinforcements, causing another third of the Qing army to lose. The last third was done by Tang Tong and Liu Zongmin's troops who arrived later. This bad-famous guy was in the battlefield. In order to seize the most desire for war horses, he led his superior troops to retaliate Aiduli, who had originally blocked the Nanhaikou Pass. The reason why his cross attack was blocked behind and could not pass through was forced to retreat.

This battlefield performance is completely different from the Ming army's peasant soldiers!

"If you can fight, then you will be a thief after all. My Qing Dynasty king's army followed the heavens and responded to people with righteousness and rebellion. The gentry in the pass looked at him as if he had been drought for a long time. The ones that were blocked were nothing more than Shanhaiguan. Once Shanhaiguan opened, the rest would be destroyed and destroyed."

Fan Wen Cheng Zhizhu said as if she was holding it.

"What's more, are all the thieves?"

He paused for a moment and continued, "It may not be? The trespass headquarters may be brave, but how many of the 100,000 trespasses are his headquarters? How many are the surrendered Ming army? Could it be that the surrendered Ming army is the same as these? How many are pure bandits? Are they also the same as the trespass headquarters? It would be good if 40% of the 100,000 out of 100,000 can fight, and which of the 80,000 soldiers in the Qing Dynasty is not a human being like a tiger or a horse or a dragon? The army will be the trespass at that time..."

"boom!"

There was a sudden loud sound like the sky collapsed and the earth cracked.

Just as the ground was clearly shaking, even the dust on his head fell one after another. Fan Wencheng, who was caught off guard, screamed and sat on the ground in an instant.

"What's going on!"

Dorgon suddenly stood up and roared...

At this time, on the Liao River a mile away, Xu Cheng, the Jinyiwei, turned his head and looked at the floating bridge that originally stretched across the river with a shocking expression. At this time, the floating bridge that had just been aroused from the middle. The river water and broken wood in the sky, together with the blown-off body, fell like a heavy rain. The two iron chains that fixed the floating bridge were also cut off by the explosion just now. The floating bridges split into two halves quickly spread out and swept downstream with the river water in the ebb. The surviving Qing troops on the bridge screamed in horror in the violent ups and downs of the bridge, crowding each other, fleeing back regardless of everything, holding the iron chains firmly to prevent falling, and even jumping downwards...

He was indeed confused.

This is a pontoon bridge that doesn't collapse.

They just need to make sure that the boat under their feet does not overturn and they can be pushed to the shore by the current, but it is obvious that many Qing troops forgot this in the chaos caused by the explosion.

"These Jiannu are so stupid!"

Xu Cheng said with a smile.

Just as he slapped his head with a slap.

"You can't run away, there's one that's not blowing up!"

Yang Qing suddenly emerged from behind him and shouted without hesitation.

Xu Cheng looked at the floating bridge that swept across the water, and suddenly remembered the fuse he had lit with his own hands. It seemed that it was here. He was instantly excited and plunged into the river with Yang Qing next to him at the fastest speed. Almost at the same time, a fire ball like the same as before suddenly arched in the middle of the floating bridge, pushing the floating bridge and the Qing army on the bridge into the sky and instantly turned into fragments. The next moment, Xu Cheng, who had already submerged half a foot deep, was hit hard by the invisible force like a heavy hammer, which made him open his instinctively underwater and scream, and then the fierce water flow pushed him forward...

I don't know how long it took, but he finally woke up from the heavy hit.

Then he couldn't wait to emerge again, and this time, not far ahead of him was a capsizing pontoon bridge.

This pontoon bridge is about twenty feet long.

At least half of the Qing army of Niulu climbed on it like an ant.

Because both ends were blown off, this section of pontoon bridge completely lost its connection with the two sides, and flowed down the river surface that was turbulent due to the ebbing tide. However, because two iron chains that also lost connection with the two sides fell into the river water, dragging the mud and sand at the bottom of the river under the water, forming a dragging force against the current, causing the pontoon bridge to gradually sink. The Qing army grabbed everything that could fix them in fear, and continued to intensify the sinking of the pontoon bridge with their chaos. There were a large number of fallen Qing troops desperately grasping the last straw, and their weight increased the sinking speed even more.

Fortunately, this is a pontoon bridge, so they still have the possibility of being spared...

OK, nothing more!

Because Yang Qing emerged from them.

"Who is that?"

Dorgon, holding a monocular lens on the city wall, said with a blue face.

In his vision, a guy who seemed like a water ghost suddenly emerged from the floating bridge that was about to overturn. He held a knife in his hand like killing a group of lambs to be slaughtered, constantly cutting his throat on the necks of the Qing army climbing the floating bridge. The latter could not even stand firmly, and he had to hold the floating bridge with both hands to ensure that he would not be washed away by the river. It can be said that he had no ability to resist, so he could only let him slaughter one by one. A few who could barely swim twice tried to resist, but were easily knocked out by the demon and disappeared from the river. Those who could not swim could only crowd desperately like a flock of hungry wolves and let them slaughter.

Floating corpses and broken wood on the river surface rushed towards the sea.

No one answered Dorgon. Whether Duoduo, Shen Zhixiang, or Fan Wencheng, they all shut up and looked at this scene silently. There were countless Qing troops watching this scene. They just watched the brave and invincible Eight Banner elites on the land, and were slaughtered in the river.

"A bunch of waste!"

Dorgon said hatefully.

At the same time, Yang Qing also raised his head and looked at them in a sympathetic manner. Although it was difficult for him to see clearly, there were still tens of thousands of Qing soldiers on both sides of the Taiwan Strait as spectators. He must not miss this good opportunity to show off. He cut off the throat of the last Qing army and then cut off the guy's head, and then climbed onto the floating bridge that was automatically straightened because everyone was dead and raised high...

"Sister Da Yuer!"

He cleared his throat and shouted loudly.

"Sister Da Yuer, the commander of the Ming Dynasty Jinyiwei Yang Qing admired his sister for a long time. He heard that his sister had a good skill in bed. He was not talented and had a big donkey product. He wanted to fight with his sister Sanjue. I thought that the dead ghost Huang Taiji Sanqin Queer had a hard time cheating on his sister. Dorgon was also a silver-like gun head. If his sister was happy, it would be better to go to Jiangnan with him. Although his sister was born in Tartars, it was impossible for a wife to be a concubine, but it was still possible. At that time, wouldn't it be a happy fight between her and her sister day and night?"

He just stood on the pontoon bridge with his head held up and drifted downward.

"What is he doing?"

Dorgon was confused, and then he also got on the horse in a sympathy and rushed out of the city as fast as possible. Soon Yang Qing's voice gradually became clear in his ears...

"Sister Da Yu'er, I have a treasure book in the room in my hand. All kinds of tricks are very wonderful. I just wait for my sister to experiment on the bed. Sister, and I'm waiting for my younger brother in Shenyang. I'm about to come to my house soon. In the future, my older sister will no longer have to endure Dorgon's waste. His little bird is a finger long..."

"Chasing, I'm going to cut this dog thing!"
Chapter completed!