More than twenty miles south of Haoshui Bridge, under the moonlight, only the shadow of the official road could be seen vaguely.
But in this dark night, there were two groups of people fighting in the dark.
"Woo woo woo" screams sounded from time to time in the cold wind. However, these two groups of people had no intention of retreating. On the other hand, their war horses, without their masters riding on their backs, seemed to be harmonious with each other, breathing white air as they watched their masters fight to the death.
If someone comes close, they will see that in the fighting crowd, both sides will say something before they start fighting.
"Tatars!"
"My uncle's!"
"Go to hell!"
"..."
If both of them reply, then the two people will stop and look for their opponent again. Or maybe one of them didn't say a word, or he said the previous sentence with a Liaodong accent, and the hands didn't stop moving, and he went straight to it.
Of course, there are also some people who can say a bird song before starting work, which has a similar effect.
I don’t know how long it took, but fewer and fewer people were able to move.
Suddenly, the sound of horse hooves came again, holding a torch, coming from the south.
"Brother, come and kill the Tatars!"
This shout was very loud in the night. It immediately attracted the new cavalry and quickly moved closer to where the sound came from.
Seeing this situation, some people in the fight no longer dared to continue fighting, and fled to where the horses were, trying to escape on horseback.
However, the people on the other side did not give them a chance. They pounced on them one after another and pestered them, preventing them from getting a chance to mount their horses. In the end, only three people mounted their horses and fled north.
There were about thirty knights in total who came over, and about ten of them did not stop and chased the three people who escaped. The other knights rushed towards the place where the battle had just taken place.
After a while, under the light of torches, I saw people lying on the ground. There are Tatars and Ming army soldiers. Those lying motionless on the ground have basically died in the battle. For those who were still moving, newcomers rushed over to help.
Just by glancing at the battlefield, you can see that the previous battle was extremely tragic.
A Ming army soldier's legs had been cut off, but he was holding the left leg of a Tatar with only half of his head. The fatal wound was on his back. Obviously, although this soldier's leg was broken, he still fought regardless and used his own life to create opportunities for his comrades.
There are actually quite a lot of deaths like this! It can be seen that the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty really fought hard and refused to retreat!
"I am General Yu Zhenlong of the Tianxiong Army. I don't know which brother rescued me. Thank you very much!" Under the firelight, a man with a face full of blood pushed aside the body of a dead Tatar next to him. He asked, clasping his fists.
Hearing this, someone immediately responded and said in an admiring tone: "It turns out he is the brother of Tianxiongjun, he is awesome!"
"Yes, you are really good. When you encounter the Tatars, you can fight to the death without retreating!"
"Yes, the Tatars are all elite scouts, they are very powerful!"
"..."
Hearing this, Yu Zhenlong turned his head to look at the battlefield illuminated by the fire, sighed and said, "If our Tianxiong Army doesn't fight to rescue Lu Shangshu, we will really be ashamed of Lu Shangshu!"
At this point, he paused and added: "If we retreat, some brothers will definitely be captured by the Tatars, and our army's movements will probably be exposed in advance! For Lu Shangshu, we have to risk our lives!" "
Hearing this, the latecomer fell silent.
They actually know that even if they are so desperate on this road, there must be other roads where they will not be like this. Sooner or later, the Manchu Tatars will catch prisoners and ask them about the general situation.
Everyone who believes in General Yu Zhenlong also understands this. But when they faced off against the elite Tatar scouts, they still fought to the death, just to have more hope of saving Lu Shangshu?
Someone was thinking about these things and couldn't help but ask: "Brother, let me ask, does Lu Shangshu really love his soldiers as much as his sons?"
After hearing this, Yu Zhenlong smiled faintly and said, "Are you from Guan Ning's army? You will know it when you return to Lu Shangshu to lead him. Although Lord Shangshu is a civil servant, not to mention loving soldiers as sons, he will always be at the front when killing enemies. I won’t hide behind!”
After these words were spoken, Guan Ningjun fell silent all night long. Obviously, it seemed a bit hard for them to imagine that the Ming Dynasty actually had such military officials?
At this moment, a cry for mercy suddenly sounded: "Brother, please, don't kill me, I am also a Han!"
When everyone heard the sound and looked around, they found that it was the comrades who were cleaning up the battlefield and captured the injured Tatar.
When Yu Zhenlong heard this, he immediately stepped forward and shouted sternly: "How is Lu Shangshu doing now? What about the situation over at Haoshui Bridge? Tell me!"
Fighting to the death without retreating, if you can win, there will be benefits, such as being able to catch people alive and get information from the enemy.
Soon, someone took the captives and rode southward.
Just as they thought, not all of them would fight to the death with the Tatars like Yu Zhenlong's troops during the night when the Ming army was deployed. Therefore, when Gao Qiqian learned about the situation at Haoshui Bridge, the Manchu and Qing Tatars also captured Ming prisoners and reported the news back.
In the military tent of the Manchu camp, Dorgon stood up from his seat when he heard this. He stared at Tan Ma who was kneeling on the ground and asked, "Have all the Ming troops in Jize been dispatched? Marching overnight?"
"Return to the master!" Tan Ma immediately repeated the report, "The Ming army captured by the slave did not accept confessions at night. When they set off, all the Ming army battalions were already in action. If the troops had not been sent out overnight, I am afraid they would not have been like this at night. toss!"
Ye Bushou was spread out before the army was dispatched, so his knowledge was limited, but his general movements could still be guessed.
Seeing that Dorgon couldn't find out anything more, he waved his hand to ask him to step back and explore again.
"Uncle, I think you are right!" Yue Tuo waited for the scouting horses to leave, and then said to the frowning Dorgon, "Now there have been many scouting horses reported. The Ming army dispatched Ye Bu this time The scale of the collection is so large that it should indeed serve as the eyes and ears for the marching army."
"I know this." Dorgon nodded after hearing this, with a worried look on his face. He looked back at Yue Tuo and said seriously: "What I am worried about is that the Ming army is really abnormal this time. The battle of scouts is very fierce. When did the Ming army dare to fight so much?"
After hearing this, Yue Tuo also showed a worried look, and seemed to mutter to himself: "I don't know what the emperor of the Ming Dynasty gave Gao Qiqian, so that he could force these Ming troops to fight so hard?"
After hearing this, Dorgon did not answer his question and said: "Send an order to have the other troops rush back. For Lu Xiangsheng's troops, narrow the encirclement and destroy them as soon as possible without Lu Xiangsheng breaking through, and then fight Gao Qiqian with all his strength." Department."
At this point, he showed a bit of cruelty and said: "I don't believe it anymore. How could Gao Qiqian, a timid and fearful person, change his temper?"
