Ming Taizi's Total War

Chapter 125 Pursuit
"The armored knight rests where he is, and the rest follow me to pursue." Seeing the Eight Banners soldiers, Zhu Cihong left suddenly like a receding tide.

Zhu Cihong realized that they had been defeated, and was overwhelmed by the almost abnormal defensive power of the plate armor knights, and lost their fighting spirit, so they retreated so quickly.

The plate armor knights had consumed too much energy in the previous battle, so Zhu Cixiang let them rest where they were and no longer participated in the pursuit.

Putting on plate armor and chain mail was tiring, and ordinary men with poor physical strength couldn't even stand up when wearing armor weighing tens of kilograms, let alone fight.

The Western European plate armor knights that Zhu Cihong picked up had no moisture at all. Except for the slightly rough workmanship and decoration of the armor, they were almost as defensive as the plate armor worn by Western European kings.

Naturally, the weight is the same. It's not the kind of nobles who eat, drink, and train all day long, so they can't wear it to fight.

"Tatars, please leave!"

"Zhang Chao, go and chase the Tartar cavalry, and I'll help Yue Qijie." After Tong Mengchun's Eight Banners' cavalry dispersed, he revealed the Ergen infantry armor that was coming behind, and Yue Qijie who was chasing closely .

Although thousands of people were commotion, Tong Mengchun still heard Zhu Cihong's words.

He first sent the soldiers around him to gather up the broken Eight Banners Xiaoqi, while he went to look for Ergen alone.

Ergen's Eight Banners heavy infantry has more than 1000 soldiers. Although some troops were damaged in the attack on Chenqiao, the organization is still there. He can't afford to lose this elite soldier. He will bring these people back no matter what.

"Ergen, don't go in the direction of the Han army, quickly retreat with me, more and more Han troops are coming ashore, we can't resist it."

At the same time that Zhu Cihong was fighting with him just now, all three thousand battalions of cavalry had landed, and even the infantry had landed a thousand under the leadership of Zhang Zhong.

Tong Mengchun didn't know how many Han troops would be on board, let alone whether there would be a steady stream of Han troops around to support them.

He originally thought that Zhu Cihong, the Han emperor's army, would be as vulnerable as the so-called King Qin's army he had encountered when he entered the pass and looted.

But he never imagined that Zhu Cihong would have such a large elite cavalry of thousands of people, whose quality was no less than their Eight Banners vests.

"But, that little Han emperor is only a hundred feet away from us." Ergen said dejectedly after hearing Tong Mengchun's words.

Capturing the emperor of the enemy country is such a great and almost monstrous contribution. In the Qing Dynasty, who is relatively able to reward meritorious deeds, I am afraid that he can directly become a prince.

Ergen saw that the monstrous credit was about to flow from his fingers, and he couldn't accept it no matter what.

"Don't be stubborn anymore. The Han people's force is stronger than we imagined. If we don't withdraw, we will lose our lives."

"Oh, I never expected to fight for hundreds of miles, but in the end I got nothing." Ergen Hammer said to himself dejectedly.

"Get on the horse, there is no time to sigh at this time." Tong Mengchun urged.

Hearing Tong Mengchun's urging, Ergen had no choice but to hurry up and order his subordinates to mount their horses and leave with Tong Mengchun.

As the saying goes, the defeat of an army is like a mountain. Once the army crosses over, it is like a mountain that collapsed. It will never go back, and it will never be organized again in a short time.

Those Eight Banners infantry received Ergen's order, and they got on their horses quickly at first, and they all knew to follow Ergen or Tong Mengchun.

But later on, Zhu Cixiang ordered people to ride on top of the horse and shoot several times from time to time.

The loud sound and flames frightened the Eight Banners Valiant Riders, losing their former glory.

Just when Zhu Cilang rushed to the front and personally led people to pursue him, Yue Qijie came to him.

I saw that Yue Qijie was wearing a messy mountain armor, and the phoenix wings on his head were also lost in the strenuous exercise, but he still insisted on following Zhu Cihong's side.

"Your Majesty, you are a man of gold, it's too dangerous to take the arrow yourself, you'd better go back to the rear." Yue Qijie didn't want Zhu Cihong to take this risk.

Although it is impossible for the Eight Banners soldiers to form an organized resistance in pursuit of the Ming cavalry, they are not afraid of ten thousand, just in case.

If Zhu Cihong was slashed or stabbed by that tartar, it would be a big trouble.

"Yue Qijie, these thousands of Tartars are Miqing's new force. Eliminating them will deal a major blow to Miqing. I must kill them all today."

"Don't try to persuade me. Time is running out now. Go and order the local soldiers and civilians in Zhuzhou and counties. No matter what the price is, you must stop them."

"You can't let anyone go. Since the Tartars dare to come, then I, Zhu Cihong, dare to let them come and go."

Zhu Cixiang stared at Yue Qijie with his eyes stained red by blood, and said to Yue Qijie, he looked like a martial arts madman whose eyes were red with blood.

"Yes, I must send orders to all places, and stop them at all costs." Hearing Zhu Cihong's edict, no matter how much Yue Qijie tried to persuade Zhu Cihong, he had to carry out the order first.

The Eight Banners, who all had horses, were difficult to deal with. With their many horses, they were very mobile and were like slippery loaches on the battlefield. Zhu Cixiang caught up with them many times, but only killed a few dozen Tatars. The cavalry was thrown off by Tong Mengchun and the others.

Fengqiu County is not big, and Yue Qijie has a lot of people who can send out messages, so more than half an hour has passed, and Fengqiu and the nearby places with a radius of hundreds of miles know that the Tartars have been defeated by their emperor. good news.

But Tong Mengchun and the others didn't know that because it took a lot of time to gather and restrain their subordinates, and no matter what maneuver method the large army used, the marching speed would be very slow, so until Yue Qijie spread the news, they also Did not leave Fengqiu.

But on the way, Tong Mengchun met a few people who could be said to be sleepy and came to deliver pillows.

"Master Tong, how is the war going? Why did you come back here?" Seeing Tong Mengchun walking back, Han Guang didn't know what happened.

"Oh, it's nothing, I can't find the little Han emperor, so I want to find a few towns to plunder first."

"For the time being, you and Huang Zongbing will be stationed on the official road. After I lead the elite riders to loot around, you will send people to transport me back to Huaiqing."

Tong Mengchun's lies were very clumsy, Han Guang was not blind, and Tong Mengchun didn't hide it either, he had already seen the distressed appearance of the Eight Banners Qiqi behind Tong Mengchun.

Many people were disheveled, and some even lost their helmets without paying attention. Han Guang saw it all.

But Han Guang didn't dare to speak his heart out. In front of these banner people, he was not even considered a slave, at most he could be regarded as a hunting dog.

(End of this chapter)