"Old Chen, stop his bleeding quickly and use the best golden sore medicine. Don't let him die here!"
Lao Chen, the doctor who came with the army in a hurry, was a little confused by Zhao Guangrui's roar, but he did not dare to neglect the movements of his hands.
The soldiers behind him were also full of doubts. What happened to his deputy commander?
Do you attach so much importance to a slave-building general?
Looking at everyone's expressions, Zhao Guangrui said excitedly: "Do you know who he is? Amin!"
"Amin?"
After hearing this, Lao Chen's busy hands shook violently, and dense beads of sweat immediately appeared on his forehead.
The soldiers were a little confused, and then one of the soldiers suddenly said: "Sir, Deputy Chief Soldier, the Amin you are talking about cannot be the second son of Nurhachi's brother Shuerhaqi.
Beile Amin, the second of the four great Beiles of the Later Jin Dynasty and the leader of the blue flag! "
"Yes, that's him!"
hiss……
The soldiers really took a breath this time, their eyes full of horror, and then turned to excitement.
"Lei Ming, Zhong Yong, you guys are really lucky. This battle is over. Just because of this, you can at least be the boss."
"We have to treat guests. We have to eat at Zuixianlou in Zunhua City for three days!"
"That's right, there is smoke coming out of your ancestral graves, you can catch such a big fish!"
"Brothers, we all have a share of this credit, we brothers won't just take it all!"
"If we don't die in this battle, we will drink whatever the brothers say!"
Both Lei Ming and Zhong Yong were also full of excitement. As everyone said, they were just lucky.
Although Zhao Guangrui on the side was also tense, the smile at the corner of his mouth could no longer hide the joy in his heart.
He thought he was just an ordinary slave-building general. At best, he was Mele Erzhen, and if he was higher, he was Baylor of some tribe.
But he never expected that it would be Amin.
This man participated in the Battle of Sarhu, the extermination of the Ula tribe, the extermination of the Yehe tribe, the defeat of Shenyang, Liaoyang and other battles. He led the troops to attack North Korea and forced the North Korean king Li Zhu to sue for peace.
His deputy commander-in-chief was promoted by Yuan Keli. Since there was no one available, it was hard to say whether he would be able to keep him after the war.
But now that Amin is captured alive, his position as deputy commander is considered stable.
"Okay, watch Amin, don't let him die!"
"Brothers, keep killing!"
The fighting is still going on, but the edge of Jiannu's attack has slowed down.
Under the fierce bombardment of hundreds of firearms, Jiannu was unable to break through the Juma stake formation, leaving corpses on the ground, and finally had no choice but to withdraw his troops.
"Quickly hit!"
"The gunner is ready to attack at any time!"
Looking at the retreating Jiannu cavalry, Sun Zushou issued an order.
Groups of sergeants rushed out of the military formation and raised their long knives towards the injured Jiannu soldiers who were still moaning and screaming.
The Jiannu cavalry who had retreated several miles regrouped.
Mang Gurtai looked at the assembled sergeants, his face so gloomy that he could shed tears. It was roughly estimated that more than half of them were killed or injured in this charge.
"Report to...Manggul Taibeile, Aminbeile was captured by the Ming army!"
A rapid voice sounded, and Mang Gurtai and the generals' expressions changed in shock.
"What nonsense? Amin Beile is so brave and powerful, how could he be captured by the Ming army!"
"We saw with our own eyes that when Amin Beile was charging, his horse was injured by a Ming army's bow and arrow. Then Amin Beile was hit by a fire blunderbuss and fell to the ground, and then he was hit by two arrows.
During the rescue, we were attacked by the Ming army's firearms and were taken back to the army by the Ming army. "
The faces of the generals became a little ugly again, and they still haven't seen Amin, which means that Amin was either killed in battle or captured.
"Manggul Taibele, what should we do next?"
"Withdraw your troops quickly and catch up with the Chinese army!"
"Then...but the Great Khan asked us to stop the pursuing troops, this..."
"How to block it? After crossing the Sancha River, there is no broad and flat terrain for us to make a detour.
As long as the Ming army advances with the horse-repelling stakes and the long-range attacks of firearms, we can't stop it at all. It's better to catch up with the Chinese army and fight with the Chinese army's firearms! "
Mang Gurtai's tone was cold: "Give me the order and retreat quickly!"
After a while, Mang Gurtai led the remaining more than 5,000 cavalry and quickly headed towards Hanerzhuang City with billowing smoke and dust.
As soon as they retreated, the news reached Sun Zushou and Zhao Guangrui.
At this moment, Sun Zushou and a group of generals looked at the captured Amin like a monkey. Amin's face was full of grief and anger.
"Don't look like this. You are not the first. Dorgon and Fan Wencheng were also arrested.
It's not the last one. We will catch Huang Taiji, Mang Gurtai, Azig, etc. in a day or two. We will reunite you then! "
puff……
Uh... hiccup... hiccup...
Amin spat out a mouthful of blood, his face flushed, and his eyes were full of horror and fear. He couldn't say anything because he was so excited, he could only utter some inexplicable syllables.
"Keep an eye on him. Even if he is allowed to die, he will still be of great use!"
"Send the order, the scouts keep a close eye on the retreating elite slaves, and report any news as soon as possible.
The army took turns carrying the horse-rejecting stakes and continued to advance, and the gunners were ready to attack at any time! "
Sun Zushou led the reinforcements from Zunhua and Santun camps and set off again, but the speed was not a little slower than Mang Gurtai's cavalry.
After another hour, Mang Gurtai's remaining soldiers caught up with the Chinese army led by Huang Taiji.
After hearing Mang Gurtai's report, Huang Taiji suddenly changed his color.
Pointing at Mang Gurtai, his fingers were trembling, but in the end he didn't curse angrily, and his heart was full of complex emotions.
It’s simply that if you plant flowers intentionally, they will fail, but if you plant willows unintentionally, they will create shade.
Compared to Amin, he was more afraid of Mang Gurtai.
Although Amin had great military exploits, he was not the biological son of his father Khan after all, and he had participated in the defection of his father Shuerhaqi, so the threat to him was not too great.
And Mang Gurtai is the son of his father Khan. He looks rough in temperament, but is actually as careful as his hair. He is similar to Zhang Fei.
Although the civilian officials don't want to see him, he has great influence in the military. This is the most terrifying thing.
"Mang Gurtai, this Khan has left thirty tiger squatting cannons for you to use..."
"Report... urgent military information from the former army!"
Just when Huang Taiji was rearranging his plan, a hurried emergency call came, interrupting his words.
"Great Khan, the front army is reporting urgently that the city of Hanerzhuang has been captured by the Ming army."
"What? It was breached? Is there any news about Fan Wencheng?"
Huang Taiji couldn't hold back any longer, and his expression changed drastically.
He did not ask when it was breached or whether any warriors had escaped. Instead, he immediately asked if there was any news about Fan Wencheng, which fully shows the importance of Fan Wencheng.
"Great Khan, not yet. The entire Hanerzhuang City has become an empty city. The heads of all the Dajin warriors have been chopped off and piled at the intersection three miles outside the city!"
"Report... to the Great Khan, the four beiles, Tumei of the Horqin tribe, the old man Kongguoer, Darhan Taiji, and Xinaming'an Daiqing, are dead."
