"Report, Suqian City was captured by the Ming Army."
Just as they were discussing tactics, a messenger suddenly announced, chattering in Mandarin with such urgency that it was difficult for Wu Sangui to understand.
Fortunately, King Sanshun on the side took care of him and translated.
"Suqian?" Jierhalang squinted his eyes. If he remembered correctly, this city had been captured a few days ago.
"Where did the Ming army come from?"
"I heard it came from the east!"
"To the east?" Jierhalang opened the map and headed east along Suqian City, only to see Shuyang County in sight.
"It turns out these bugs came here."
Hauge couldn't help but cursed: "I'll kill them."
Although it is only a county town, Suqian is located on the canal and can cut off the grain ships heading south at any time.
Jilharang felt a headache: "It seems that if we capture a city, we have to let them demolish it before we are done, otherwise we will have to jump out again."
"General, let me go!"
Manchu is slower, but he can understand it. Wu Sangui quickly volunteered:
"A few bugs can only disgust people, so don't bother the Eight Banners."
"never mind!"
Jierhalang squinted his eyes and smiled: "King Pingxi also has status. These people are not worthy of your action, so let the young generals take action!"
As he spoke, he called someone's name, and a young man in his thirties left happily.
Wu Sangui's face was filled with regret.
Immediately, the meeting continued to discuss the method of combining water and land and dividing the troops to advance simultaneously. The atmosphere was quite good.
But here, a group of five thousand cavalry from the military camp left and headed straight towards Suqian in the rear.
There is a big hole in the Suqian city wall, which will definitely not be repaired in a short time, so it will be easy to recapture Suqian city.
Moreover, he also received instructions to dismantle Suqian City, which was in the way, so as not to be taken away by the Ming army again.
However, the most important thing is to destroy the Ming army that is hiding in Tibet.
As Mele Zhangjing, Zhumala is full of ambition, and the war horse under his crotch is dark and extremely handsome.
The so-called Melezhangjing was Gushan Ezhen's deputy, and was later called the deputy capital commander.
Although he is not as powerful as the leader of Gushan Ezhen Yi Banner, he is still an extremely important general among the Eight Banners.
Zhumala once went south with Luck Dehun and made great achievements in battle. He knew the Ming army very well.
"The Ming army is very timid, smaller than sheep on the grassland. As soon as they see our cavalry coming, they will immediately drop all their weapons and run away."
Zhumala calmly said: "When I went to Hangzhou, I only had a thousand people, and there were tens of thousands of people on the other side. As long as I sprinted, the other side would collapse without a fight, turn around and surrender."
"My Black Wind hasn't even sweated yet!"
"Ha ha ha ha--"
The cavalrymen laughed.
These days, it has been a battlefield of artillery. The cavalry were very depressed. Now that they came out, the speed of the horses was much faster.
However, even though they were acting wildly, their formation was not chaotic, they were loose on the outside and tight on the inside, changing positions from time to time, as if they were hunting.
Unwilling to relax, after resting for the night, Zhumala led the cavalry to Suqian City.
Sure enough, the once dilapidated city now has flags erected, and the flags are fluttering in the howling cold wind.
"As expected of the south, even the winter wind is much softer than ours, just like a girl scratching her itch——"
"Don't fight with me, I'm going to kill ten of you -"
With the cavalry stationed under his command, Zhumala did not lose his vigilance.
The cavalrymen smiled wildly, with burning eyes. The Suqian City in front of them was a great pasture for them to make great achievements.
And those Ming troops were prey.
However, the Qing army still remained cautious.
A cavalry of more than a hundred people entered the city quietly. As a vanguard, they would bring real news.
After a long time, the cavalry lost twenty or thirty people and fought bloody battles.
"Melezhangjing, there are thousands of Ming troops in the city. One or two percent are wearing armor and shabby robes. Their weapons include crossbows, bows and arrows, spears, etc. They are stronger than the average Ming troops!"
Niu Lu gritted his teeth, with blood stains on his face: "I broke some brothers, but it's nothing to worry about."
"It seems they are elites. How is the situation in the city?"
Zhumala continued to ask.
"There is a bit of chaos on the streets, but the truth can still be passed, and many houses are still the same."
"First occupy the entrance to the cave and the city gate, then hunt up and press forward step by step..."
Just like hunting, Zhumala first deployed hunting dogs to seize favorable terrain, and then continued to narrow the range and kill the prey.
He understood that as long as the Eight Banners warriors entered the city, the Ming army would panic, and the Eight Banners, who had a way out, would eat and kill without restraint.
No matter how powerful the blind bear is, he cannot escape death.
Although he is a little cautious, these years of war experience have been integrated with his hunting.
Sure enough, when he arrived at Suqian City, many Ming troops had already dispersed, leaving nearly half of the city, and many people continued to flee out of the city.
"The prey is already panicking!"
As expected, Zhumala showed a smile.
"Speed up, but not too fast. Surround them from both sides. The remaining exit is their path to death."
Although he didn't understand the saying "Three are missing but one is missing", Zhumala understood that if the prey is given a chance to survive, the dying beast will often cause relatively large losses.
Within half an hour, Suqian City was 90% occupied by Zhumala.
But what is more regrettable is that the Ming army is indeed a rat, running very fast, and left Suqian City in the blink of an eye.
"Zhang Jing, are we still chasing him?"
Recovering the city so easily made the Eight Banners' morale high, and the Ming army was defeated as usual, which made them extremely happy.
"Chase, why don't you chase!"
Zhumala narrowed his eyes and said decisively: "There are still few people with the ants attacking the city. Besides, we can't let the brothers do the demolition of the city. We must completely capture this Ming army and cut off this rat's tail."
"Shuyang City must also be taken."
So, after resting for half an hour, the Eight Flags jumped out and followed the footsteps eastward.
However, this group of Ming soldiers fired fast, and their footprints were covered, and they disappeared after a while.
This is quite embarrassing.
However, Zhumala is not afraid:
"How can two legs outrun four legs? Before they can react, go east -"
"Go to Shuyang, that's their home base."
So, he continued to run for dozens of miles, preparing to raid his home overnight, but was caught off guard.
It was not until dawn that Shuyang City appeared in front of everyone.
Looking up, I saw a few idle soldiers yawning and some pedestrians walking slowly. It looked like a leisurely small town.
"Zhang Xian predicts things like a god!"
"Hahaha, kill this Han man——"
After being exposed one after another, Zhumala's confidence doubled, and with his troops and horses, he easily broke through and entered the city.
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