Wu Sangui, who returned to his camp, asked his men to secretly prepare dry food and drinking water, and also arranged for some people to take care of the horses.
In the previous cavalry battle, some of his cavalry were killed and wounded, and now he only had more than 200 people left.
In today's Guan Ning army, it can be regarded as occupying a high position.
After arranging everything, Wu Sangui was in no hurry to leave.
He knew that there were too many people that he needed to take away. If he left too early, he would be easily discovered, so he waited patiently until everyone in the camp fell asleep in the middle of the night, and replaced his family members with patrolling the camp. Then he took the people and secretly left the camp.
To prevent the sound of horse hooves from waking up other members of Guan Ning's army, he specially asked people to tie thick cotton cloth on the horse's hooves, and also tied a branch or wooden stick to the horse's mouth.
It was not easy for more than 200 people to leave the camp without making any noise.
Even if Wu Sangui repeatedly warned his subordinates, he could not guarantee that he would not make any sound.
Perhaps because they slept so deeply in the latter half of the night, the team of more than 200 people successfully left the camp without causing much commotion or attracting other people.
Wu Sangui did not dare to ride the horse out of the camp. Instead, he led the horse all the way and walked for several miles. Then he untied the cotton on the horse's hooves and took off the wooden stick in the horse's mouth.
In Guan Ningjun's camp, Zu Dashou, who was supposed to be resting, went to stand outside his tent.
"Is the person gone?"
"He's gone, even his subordinates."
"It doesn't matter if you leave. If you don't have the same intention, you can't stay even if you force yourself to stay."
"Uncle, you really shouldn't let them go. There are hundreds of them. Now the strength of our Guan Ning Army has been weakened a lot."
"Forget it, it's going to rain. Mom wants to get married. After all, he's from Uncle Ben's province."
After saying that, Zu Dashou turned around and returned to his tent.
After dawn, Guan Ning's army suddenly lost more than 200 people, so naturally he couldn't hide it.
Many generals of the Guan Ning Army came directly to Zu Dashou, wanting to get an explanation.
In the end, I don't know how Zu Dashou comforted them. After everyone left Zu Dashou, although their faces were ugly, no one mentioned Wu Sangui's departure again.
Wu Sangui's departure meant that Guan Ningjun suddenly lost a lot of people, but for the entire Qing army now, it was not too many.
At dawn, the Qing army was on the road again.
Because of the experience of the previous two days, Jilhalang knew that the pursuers behind him would not get too close, so he simply slowed down his speed and conserved more energy to cope with emergencies at any time.
The road taken by the Qing army was the same road they took when they came before.
It's not that you can't go in other directions, but you need to go a long way, and for many people in the Qing army to take an unfamiliar road, they need to be led by Mongolians who are familiar with the surrounding situation.
Otherwise, when walking on the grassland, there is no reference point, and you may deviate from the direction after walking for two days.
The day passed like this.
The Qing army did not encounter any danger, and the pursuers of the Tiger Flag were hanging far behind, neither far nor near, as before, and they did not take the initiative to cause trouble for the Qing army.
When setting up camp at night, Jilhalang found a few bagaras and told them, "Tell the people on patrol to be more alert when patrolling at night."
"嗻!"
Several bagaras responded in unison.
Jirharang looked up at the stars in the night sky.
It was a sunny day, but he always had the illusion that a storm was coming and the building was full of wind.
At night, the surroundings of the Eight Banners Soldiers' camp were quiet except for groups of bonfires burning. The guards guarding the bonfires filled them with firewood from time to time to prevent the bonfires from being extinguished.
However, Guan Ningjun not far away was no longer so quiet.
"Let me go, you don't even have the guts to catch me!"
A man with his arms tied was escorted to Zu Dashou by several of Zu Dashou's soldiers.
"What's going on?" Zu Dashou, who was sitting by the campfire, raised his eyelids and glanced.
One of the soldiers said: "Uncle Qi, my subordinates patrolled the camp at night and found that this person wanted to escape, so they captured him."
"Fuck your grandma, why can Wu Sangui leave but I can't leave? I'm not convinced." The tied man shouted loudly.
Although no one was around, many people stretched their necks to look at them.
Zu Dashou held a wooden stick in his hand and put it on the fire to roast, listening to the crackling sound on it. After a long time, he said: "I told you during the day, and you also promised that I will not leave, but at night Just slap your mouth on Uncle Ben's face, what do you want Uncle Ben to do?"
As he spoke, he looked at the tied man.
"Uncle, you are unfair. My brothers have followed you through life and death. They defected to the Qing Dynasty from the Ming Dynasty. Now you are your uncle, but it is okay for the brothers to get nothing. However, you let your nephew escape when it was dangerous. You want to live, but let us old brothers who have followed you through life and death accompany you to death, I don't accept it." The tied man stared at Zu Dashou with wide eyes.
Zu Dashou picked at the bonfire with the wooden stick in his hand and said: "I have explained to you that we have suffered such heavy losses in this expedition to Qingcheng. Huang Taiji will definitely take the opportunity to attack our Guan Ning army. , Wu Sangui took the people back first, just to prevent us who stayed in Liaodong from being prepared in advance and not having an accident."
"Even if we send people back to deliver the message, there is no need for so many people to go back. Besides, the Wu family and his son have gone back. Why!" The tied man said unconvinced.
Zu Dashou turned to look at him and asked: "Can you fight with Wu Sangui? Are your people as capable as Wu Sangui's people? If you can't compare, why should I send you back?"
The tied man was immediately asked.
Wu Sangui was ranked among the best generals in the entire Ming army in Liaodong, and the only people who could compare with him were Cao Wenzhao and his uncle and nephew.
Among the other generals of the Guan Ning Army, few were more capable than Wu Sangui.
"Why don't you speak? Weren't you very talkative just now?" Zu Dashou said.
The trapped man snorted and turned his head to the side, leaving half of the back of Zu Dashou's head.
Even if what Zu Dashou said made sense, he was still unconvinced.
When Zu Dashou saw his appearance, the corners of his eyes trembled, and he said, "Uncle Ben knows that on the surface you seem to be obeying Uncle Ben during the day, but secretly many of you are planning to sneak away at night."
"Bah, so what if I know!" The trapped man spat fiercely on the ground.
Zu Dashou smiled and said: "Because I knew this, I sent people to guard in advance. I didn't expect that you would be the first one to be caught. It's a pity."
"What's such a pity?" the trapped man asked curiously.
But at this moment, a sudden change occurred, and the half-burnt wooden stick in Zu Dashou's hand was inserted diagonally into the trapped man's throat.
