Looking at the burned tents and pastures ahead, Dorgon spat hatefully, stepped onto the war horse again, shouted: "Continue to move forward, don't worry about these tribes anymore!"

It has been several days since I ran out of Beishan. I passed dozens of tribes along the way, one of which has burned all the pastures and tents, leaving no grain for Jiannu.

Even if you occasionally see a few dead cows and sheep, there are already flies as big as mung beans buzzing and flying around. The corpses emit an indescribable smell, which cannot be used as a supplement to military rations.

This also made Dorgon and others' hearts sink more and more.

What this situation means is simply too obvious.

The news that Dajin left Beishan had leaked, and the Ming people already knew the way the army was going to march, and once again played the solid walls and clearing fields that he had played in the capital back then, taking away everything he could eat, burning all the things he could not take away, leaving only the corpses.

With such a situation now, it has become impossible to rely on looting the Ming Dynasty or looting tribes on the grassland. It is better to stay here quickly and go to India early.

It was not until I ran for another seven or eight days that I could barely reach the range of Hang Aishan.

Dorgon was a little curious and scattered a large number of spies, but no one brought back any useful news. Where did the Tatars here? Where did they go?

Hang Aishan! These Tatars should be hidden in Hang Aishan!

But the people of the Ming Dynasty could be confronted by their people. Naturally, Dajin had no choice but to do anything to them, but these Tatars were always scattered in the wild, right? As long as they were found, would they be able to obtain supplies?

After a little discussion, Dorgon, Daishan and others came to a common conclusion and continued to implement it.

The entire Jiannu army began to head towards Hang Ai Mountain in the northwest.

At this time, Liu Menghui, commander of Yanranwei in the hinterland of Hang Aishan, was worrying about the people of Wuyang, Wuyang in the city.

Almost all the people around Yanran flocked into Yanran City. Those with relatives entered the residences and those without relatives simply set up tents on the street. The consequence of people eating horses was that the entire Yanran City became stinky.

What's even more fucking is that Yanran City is very big, but the civil servants and men in the government have not yet been in place. The commander is actually doing the work of the governor. He shoulders civil and military positions, and not only has to prevent Jiannu from invading, but also has to worry about the people in the city.

The only benefit is probably that these people brought a large number of cattle and sheep into the city. Although it smelled a little bit, the price of beef and mutton suddenly fell to the bottom. Even if they used the market price to buy cattle and sheep, the soldiers could open their stomachs and eat until they couldn't eat it.

While he was having a headache about how to make the smell in the city lighter, a scout was already hurried towards Liu Menghui: "Report! Jiannu is less than forty miles away!"

Liu Menghui stood up with a snoring and shouted, "Notify the city to prepare for defense! If Jiannu enters the city, everyone will punish themselves to thank His Majesty!"

Dorgon and his group finally found Yanran City and saw the huge Jingguan in front of Yanran City and a stone tablet standing in front of Jingguan.

"The Emperor Chongzhen of the Ming Dynasty told the world that the Tatar Mosbatul did not know the number of days and launched a vassal of war. I accepted the orders of heaven to punish the people and punish all the Tatars gangs in Yanran. He then built a Jingguan to show that all those who dared to have disobedient officials in the world will be punished without mercy!"

The contents on this stone tablet are somewhat different from the wooden signs erected by Emperor Chongzhen at first, but Yisi was always a Tatar who messed with me. Now they have been built into Jingguan. Anyone who plans to make me unhappy can try it!

Dorgon could understand Chinese characters, Amin, Jirgalang, Duoduo and others could understand them. It was because he could understand what was written on it that he was shocked.

Mosbathur Khan is not a very easy-to-get-in-one role. In terms of strength, he is even stronger than Lin Danhan, which is similar to the peak period of the Great Jin Kingdom.

But now? The entire Tatar has been erased and built into such a huge capital!

After taking a breath, Dorgon turned his gaze to Yanran City in the distance, turned his head to look at the Jiannu army behind him, and spat again, and then ordered: "Go!"

Dorgon planned to give up Yanran City. Although Yanran City was not big and the possibility of conquest was also very high, Dorgon still planned to give up.

Because a large number of casualties will occur in the siege, and it will take a certain amount of time.

The problem is that what Dajin lacks the most now is population and time. Once it consumes too much in Yanran City or delays it for too long, it is easy to make a mistake. The Ming Dynasty's army will definitely not let it go so easily. Now it is because the incident suddenly happened, which caught the Ming army off guard.

But it is certain that the dog emperor of the Ming Dynasty has sent a large army to pursue his people.

Liu Menghui, on the top of the city, looked at the Jiannu army that was leaving, touched the beard on his chin, and ordered his personal soldiers to come and Yan Ran ran away again, and then muttered in a low voice: "Do you want to go out of the city to pursue Jiannu?"

The thousands of households next to them looked at each other. After a long time, Xu Yuanliang, the first thousand households, bowed and said, "Sir, our Yanranwei has only been 5,000 people, but it is half less than Jiannu."

Zuo Qianhu Ding Ding Wei also advised: "Sir, our garrison is not a combat garrison itself. The weapons and equipment are more than the combat readiness garrisons. We are now attacking rashly, but I am afraid that Jiannu will fulfill his intentions?"

Liu Menghui's eyes swept across the five thousand households and snorted coldly: "Look at you all the trash!"

But Liu Menghui also knew in his heart that these thousand households were telling the truth. Now that Jiannu has bypassed Yanran City, he should not run out and stimulate those dogs Jiannu.

After all, compared with the first-level combat readiness guard, the one who is not one or two is not inferior to the first-level combat readiness guard. When I built Yanran City here, I never thought that these dogs Jiannu would run here. My guard was naturally classified as a second-level combat readiness guard, rather than a first-level combat readiness guard.

If Yanran Guard was a war prepared guard, Liu Menghui would be confident enough to use more than 5,000 troops to destroy these Jiannu!

After a slap in hatred, Liu Menghui said: "Jiannu is all cowards, so are you! He will give me some fun training in the future!"

After scolding, Liu Menghui ordered again: "Be careful, don't let these dogs Jiannu kill them and shoot them back!"

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Everything on the grassland is short of salt, tea, and iron, but there is one thing that has never been missing.

War horse.

The deepest feeling of the Ming people on the entire stone prairie is that there are too many broken things like war horses, but there are not enough cattle and sheep.

There is no way, raising war horses is mandatory by the government. A good war horse can be taxed at the price and offset the tax on selling cashmere and wool. This is necessary for breeding.

If it weren't for this reason, he would have slaughtered some of them, so he still had to worry about these animals? Raising two more big dogs and more sheep would be a serious matter!

Therefore, Xia Ezhe, Emperor Chongzhen and others never worried about the war horse under their crotch. They did not care much about horsepower, but instead moved forward regardless of it.

With constant rotation of war horses along the way, Xia Ezhe really touched the tail of Dorgon's army.

The task that Emperor Chongzhen originally assigned to Xia Ezhe was just to bite Jiannu and not let Jiannu escape. As a result, after seeing Jiannu, Xia Ezhe's eyes began to turn red. After all, he had a grudge for killing his father, and Lin Danhan died at the hands of these Jiannu.

Xia E philosophically thought of Emperor Chongzhen, touched his chin-covered beard, turned his horse's head and walked around the military formation, shouting loudly: "Kong said Chengren! Meng said to be righteous! Fighting for the Holy Emperor is a battle of benevolence and righteousness! Holy war! Tu Guang and Jiannu repaid Your Majesty, today! Men, follow this marquis forward! Fight to the death!"

"Fight to the death! Fight to the death!"

The Chahar tribe, which had already had some style of distortion, became increasingly distorted by Xia Ezhe's brainwashing.

On the grassland, the strong have everything, and the weak have nothing. This is the iron rule that has been followed since Genghis Khan. The Ming Dynasty is now strong enough, so the Chahar tribe is naturally willing to follow such a master. Even if he dies for his master, there is nothing extraordinary.

When Xia Ezhe began the Xia family brainwashing mode, the cavalry and herdsmen of the Chahar tribe realized that even if they died, they would die for the Holy Emperor and for the sake of benevolence and righteousness, because this is a holy war!

It makes sense to die for sacred war than to attack each other for the sake of interests!

Jiannu, who had also discovered Xia Ezhe's troops, also began to line up. Everyone knew in their hearts that Xia Ezhe's 20,000 cavalry was considered a vanguard force if they were killed. The dog emperor of the Ming Kingdom might even bring a large number of horsemen on the way.

If you can't leave today, you will never have to leave again in the future. Just stay here as fertilizer for this grassland!

Dorgon, Dai Shan and others understood this very well, and their desire to survive stimulated several Jiannu chiefs to take the lead in rushing.

The collision of war horses, swords and swords were chopped off, and the human body rolled down and was trampled by the war horses again. The howling after being cut, many sounds mixed together, playing the Sonata of Death together.

Su Moer was a little nervous. Although he had been killed by Huang Taiji, Jiannu's life was like Wang Xiaoer's New Year, and every year was getting worse. Su Moer had seen great storms and was used to life and death.

But in fact, what Su Moer really saw was at best the tip of the iceberg. After all, he was Bumubutai's personal maid, and most people still had to respect Su Moer a little.

After unconsciously rubbing the corners of his clothes for a long time, Su Moer clasped his hands together again, closed his eyes and prayed: "I hope Dahan can win this time!"

But Bumubutai showed a smile of relief on his face, and he comforted him: "What are you worried about? Whether you win or lose, it's just life. You are still young and beautiful, even if Dorgon and the others lose, you can survive.

However, after listening to my advice, if they really lose, let’s commit suicide together. It’s better to have a companion on the road to the underworld, so that they won’t be alone and a lonely ghost.”

Su Mo'er's expression was a little nervous and a little stubborn: "No, the Khan is wise and powerful, and he will definitely not lose. He can definitely defeat those barbarians!"

Bumubutai smiled and pointed at the carriages next to him: "Look, which carriage doesn't cry? These people have been living a comfortable life for a long time and are afraid of death.

But they all forgot that when they bullied the Han people, they, and you and me, were all laughing happily. Who had ever cared about whether the Han people were crying or laughing? Now it’s just retribution, so there is no need to cry.”

After sighing, Bumubutai continued, "Actually, there is nothing wrong with it. Huang Taiji is a waste. Even the good Jin Kingdom is destroyed by him. Dorgon is just like this. Even some women and children cannot protect it. The Jin Kingdom has completely died. It's okay.

When Dajin really dies, you and I will die, maybe I can see my son, that miserable son, haha."

Listening to Bumubutai's laughter gradually became a little crazy, Su Moer had no time to worry about Dorgon, so she grabbed Bumubutai's hand and said, "Miss, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me! I am timid and can't stand the scare."

Bumubutai patted Su Moer's hand and smiled and said, "Let's see what's going on outside the window?"

Su Moer lifted up the curtain on the car window, and a heavy smell of blood came to his nose, causing Su Moer to turn his head suddenly and almost vomit.

After enduring the discomfort of nausea and vomiting, Su Moer looked at the battlefield again.

The weapons scattered everywhere, the corpses of people and war horses, and the blood flowing from the corpse gathered into a small river, making the outside of the car window a Shura field.

There were still a lot of people fighting, scolding, and shouting to kill. Everyone had a hideous face and wanted to kill the enemy opposite them so that they could survive.

But Su Moer could see clearly that the Great Jin soldiers led by Dorgon were almost unable to hold on.

Now, there are only more than 11,000 soldiers who can ride war horses in the entire Jin Dynasty, but there are 20,000 Mongolians on the opposite side.

Moreover, unlike the Mongols under Obataiji's previous troops, the Mongols who were fighting with Dorgon seemed to be fearless and did not care about their own life and death at all. They adopted the method of fighting for injuries and life without any concern.

Su Moer couldn't understand, both of them were Mongolians, why did Oba Taiji become so cowardly when he was fighting? If Oba Taiji could be like the Mongols opposite from the beginning, how could Bumu Butai need to marry into the Great Jin Kingdom?

In other words, if Oba Taiji could dare to fight as hard as the Mongols on the opposite side, I was afraid that Oba Taiji would unify Liaodong, not Lao Khan Nurhaci, and would not have to die like a dog.

ps: The third update is here, and today is another 12,000-word update. Why don’t the hot readers hand over the tickets and rewards to me quickly!
Chapter completed!