Home is so close, but Badali can't go back.
In front of him, tens of thousands of infantry phalanxes of the National Defense Forces were stacked on top of each other, and the muskets and artillery were like a forest. It was definitely not something that his thousands of defeated soldiers could penetrate.
As long as he dares to attack, everyone will be wiped out in front of the battle.
It was impossible for him to escape even if he wanted to.
The Third Cavalry Division formed a fan-shaped array, blocking all directions.
With no choice but to lead the remaining soldiers and horses, Badali retreated to a nearby hillside and was then surrounded by the National Defense Corps.
"Report, the friendly forces on the opposite side are under the Northern Strategic Group, led by Commander Hong himself."
The appearance of friendly troops in the north surprised everyone in the Third Cavalry Division. Pan Zhengyang quickly sent out scouts to contact them.
When they learned that it was Hong Qi who had arrived, Pan Zhengyang and others were extremely happy and immediately rode off to see him.
"Mr. Hong, I haven't seen you for many years. Thanks to you, Badali was blocked."
It's always a joy to meet up with each other.
In particular, the Liaodong Strategic Cluster and the Northern Strategic Cluster, which were originally thousands of miles apart, can now meet together, which is enough to show that the war is going smoothly.
Hong Qi grabbed Pan Zhengyang's hand and looked at it with a smile, but then glared.
"Boss? Am I very old?"
Pan Zhengyang quickly changed his tune.
"You are not old, how can you be old? You look like our brothers."
In fact, Hong Qicai was about forty years old. He was in the prime of life among generals and was not really old.
After the two sides exchanged greetings, Hong Qi was very concerned about the battle situation.
"How's the fight going over there, Deputy Commander Lou? Where is the battlefield?"
Pan Zhengyang hurriedly made a report.
Hong Qi was particularly sorry to hear that the main battlefield was at the Xilamulun River four hundred miles away.
"It's a pity that I can't lend a hand to my old friend."
He, Lou Fu and others all fought side by side in the rear camp back then. Now that they are on separate sides and have thousands of troops under their command, there are not many opportunities to meet each other.
They were four hundred miles apart, and with the infantry in his hands rushing over at this time, the battle would have been over long ago.
"Boss, what should I do with Badali in front of me?"
Hong Qinai was a general with a high status, so Pan Zhengyang handed over the command to him.
How to deal with Horqin's right wing is not only a military issue, but also a political issue, which Hong Qi can better grasp.
As expected, Hong Qi did not focus solely on how to fight.
"Badali has great influence in Monan Mongolia. If Horqin's right wing can be dealt with properly, it will be of great benefit to the long-term peace and stability of Monan Mongolia."
Pan Zhengyang heard the elegant music and knew its elegant meaning.
"You mean...to persuade Badali to surrender?"
Hong Qi smiled proudly and pointed at the ambush in front of him.
"Does he have any other option besides surrender?"
Wanyan Zhengbo immediately said: "If we want to force Badali to surrender, there is just a suitable candidate. In the previous battle, we captured his second son Dorji Seleng."
Dorzi Seleng was sent by Badali to block the retreat, but under the joint attack of the Dragoon Regiment and the Light Cavalry Regiment, the entire army was eventually annihilated.
He himself was also chopped off his horse with a knife. Fortunately, he was not seriously injured and was made a prisoner.
He was brought up at this time and saw the generals of the National Defense Force gathered here, and he became short of breath on the spot.
Hong Qi pointed to the hillside in the distance.
"Your father Badali is now trapped up there, and your tribe on Horqin's right wing are also in the hands of our army. The fate of the future depends entirely on your father's thoughts. You go to see your relatives first, and then go Ask your father what he thinks. Tell Badali that if you don’t want to be wiped out, put down your weapons and surrender.”
Dorzi Selen agreed in a nonchalant manner, showing no integrity at all.
He was first taken to a prisoner of war camp.
Here, the old, young, women and children on Horqin's right wing have all been supervised.
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However, seeing that his relatives were safe and sound, Dorji Selen felt relieved.
"Of course it's best to be alive. Tell your father to think more about your clan members."
Although Princess Minzhe is the adopted granddaughter of Nurhaci, she has been married to Horqin for many years, and with a family full of children and grandchildren, she naturally has to consider herself.
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She has a strong voice.
After all, she is Oba's wife, and her attitude also represents Horqin's right-wing choice.
After getting the accurate attitude from his relatives, Dorji Seleng did not dare to delay and was ready to go to Badali immediately.
When I came out, I saw Horqin's right-wing tribesmen scattered everywhere in the huge prisoner-of-war camp.
They were not tied up, and there were no soldiers guarding them. But these tribesmen are all very peaceful, and their honest appearance makes Dorji Selen feel a little strange.
When did the proud Mongolians become docile lambs?
He had no idea that when the National Defense Forces rushed into the camp, their ferocious appearance had frightened all the Mongolians.
Therefore, even if they were not strictly controlled at this time, they would not dare to act randomly.
The powerful force of the National Defense Force will be their lifelong shadow.
With the release of the National Defense Forces, Dorzi Seleng climbed the hillside alone.
This place has not been attacked yet, but Badali and others have collapsed.
Seeing Dorji Seleng running up, Badali was very anxious.
"Why don't you run away quickly? What are you doing here?"
Dorzi's eyes were filled with tears.
"Father, surrender. Otherwise, we Horqin will all be wiped out."
He told Badali about meeting Princess Minzhe and her relatives.
This surprised the Mongolians trapped in the mountains.
They thought that all their relatives had been killed by the National Defense Forces, but they did not expect that they were just captured. Not only was he not abused, but he was still alive and well.
"Commander Hong of the Chinese Army asked me to tell you that as long as we lay down our weapons and surrender, our lives will be safe."
Standing on the hillside, you can see the prison camp in the distance.
Although he was already very immature, Badali understood that all the little black dots there were actually his relatives.
Whether those people live or die, whether he and the people around him live or die, it all depends on his own thoughts.
"Based on our relationship with the Qing Dynasty, are the Chinese Army really willing to let us go?"
Dorji Seleng asked heart-wrenchingly.
"Do we have any choice?"
This sentence silenced everyone.
In fact, there was no need for the National Defense Forces to persuade them to surrender, and this hillside could not stop the National Defense Forces' attack at all.
The National Defense Force could obviously kill them all, and even kill the entire Horqin right wing.
Under such circumstances, he still tried to persuade him to surrender.
In addition to not being easy to kill, he must also have a big plan.
But for Horqin's right wing, what else can they ask for if they can avoid being destroyed?
