Domineering Daming

Amidst the explosion like rain, a Han soldier officer pulled Azig and Jierhalang out of the mud, and quickly walked away with his support.

Both of them were miserable, covered in blood, Azig blocked Jierhalang, and one arm was blown off.

"Let's go!" Jierhalang quickly calmed down, and now he was also angry and resentful, shouting loudly.

"Retract troops, withdraw troops!"

The crowd shouted and shouted, and the sound of Mingjin sounded.

Although Zhang Pan couldn't see whether Jierhalang was dead or not, he couldn't help feeling a pity when he saw that Houjin advanced and retreated in an orderly manner, and someone was still directing him.

"General, shall we pursue?" A guard beside Zhang Pan asked.

"No need." Zhang Pan shook his head, and said, "I have confronted Jierhalang several times with him, and he uses his troops prudently. If it weren't for this cannon raid, it might not be so easy for him to retreat."

Half a day later, Jierhalang withdrew his troops from Tieshan. The Jin soldiers were extremely annoyed, and slaughtered everything they went to vent their anger.

Azig's face was pale, his arms had been bandaged, he gritted his teeth and said to Jierhalang, who was also weak, angrily: "Should we just withdraw our troops like this? I have never been defeated so inexplicably. I want to kill all the southern barbarians!"

Jierhalang was wounded all over his body, his eyes were still calm as usual, he looked to the north, and said: "Zhenjiang has fallen, our way of retreat has been cut off. Amin Baylor lives or dies under the city of Yizhou, how can we continue this battle? "

Azig was not reconciled, looking at the empty left sleeve, he was mad with hatred.

Another half day, Jierhalang and Amin met at the south bank of the Yalu River, which is separated from Zhenjiang by a river.

"How about Amin?" Ji Erhalang went straight to the Chinese army.

Li Xianzu clasped his fists and said: "Go back to Baylor, was injured by gunpowder, unconscious, and needs to be treated as soon as possible."

Jierhalang came to the military tent and saw that Amin was lying on the military bed, his face was as pale as paper, wounds were all over his body, smudged with blood, he looked very serious.

He sighed in his heart, remained silent for a long time, and said, "Send the order to withdraw the troops."

The coach Amin was in a coma, and he was seriously injured. This battle cannot be fought anymore.

Li Xianzu clasped his fists in agreement, walked out of the tent, walked a few steps and quietly gestured to a soldier behind him, the soldier nodded knowingly, and left without a sound.

It didn't take long for Mao Wenlong in Zhenjiang City to receive a secret letter. His expression was greatly moved, and he stood up and said in a deep voice: "Let's set off immediately!"

The Dongjiang Army led by Mao Wenlong left Zhenjiang with the prisoners and headed straight for Phoenix City.

Chapter 294 Tailgating

Jierhalang led his troops back to Shenyang. This time, he did not teach Mao Wenlong a lesson, did not destroy Dongjiang Town, and did not lose troops or generals. It was Amin who fell into a coma and was seriously injured.

Azig was strong, and led two armies with Jierharang, and quickly marched northward.

The west of the Yalu River, the east of the Taizi River, and the Liaodong Peninsula are almost all within the scope of activities of the Dongjiang Army. They must leave as soon as possible.

Azige was full of anger and resentment, and when he arrived in Zhenjiang, he didn't care, and directly ordered the massacre of the city.

Jierhalang felt unbearable pain all over his body, and forced him to continue going north.

Azige couldn't bear the anger, and cursed: "These southern barbarians are full of shit, if they dare to leave the city, I will kill them all!"

Ji Erhalang sat on the horse, frowning, with cold sweat on his head, and did not answer.But he knew in his heart that Nurhachi had also made cannons back then, but the craftsman was killed. It was strange that other craftsmen died later, and the cannons were never made.

Li Xianzu followed the two not far behind, looked into the distance, and immediately stepped forward and said: "Baylor, Phoenix City is ahead, why don't you repair it."

Jierhalang looked up and said, "Well, Phoenix City is guarded by Alli, and the whole army needs to rest for half a day with an order."

Houjin's defeat this time has dealt a huge blow to the morale of the army, especially the unforeseen death of Amin, and the shadow has been lingering over Jierhalang and the [-] army.

Azige and Li Xianzu didn't speak, the army rushed to attack the city in the cold winter, desperately attacking the city, and returned to the division one after another, almost non-stop, it was time to take a rest.

"kill!"

Suddenly, from inside Phoenix City, Mao Wenlong rushed out with a tall horse, brandishing a long knife.

"kill!"

Soldiers and horses also rushed out from the direction of Danshan Fort. There were very few cavalry, and most of them were infantry.

"kill!"

From the rear, a large banner also appeared, and countless figures rushed out from the forest and charged towards Jierhalang.

Azige's face was livid with anger, he pulled out his spear with his right hand, and said coldly to Jierhalang: "Kill it, let these southern barbarians see how powerful my Eight Banners cavalry is!"

Jierhalang's eyes sank, and he said in a tone that could not be refuted: "Give me an order to immediately protect Amin Baylor's tent and break out to the southwest!"

Azig wanted to speak, but seeing Jierharang's stern eyes that he had never seen before, he felt guilty and did not refute.

"rush!"

The rear golden cavalry suddenly moved, sharp as a knife, and rushed towards the southwest at high speed.

The front of the cavalry was extremely terrifying, and it was difficult for the infantry to resist. Kong Youde, who came from the north and the south, sat on his horse and shouted: "Don't block it, stop the one behind!"

Geng Zhongming, who came out of Xianshan Castle, also shouted: "Don't chase, kill the ones behind!"

Mao Wenlong had the most soldiers and horses, and was also the strongest, with a total of 2 soldiers fiercely thrusting towards Houjin Dajun's waist!

"kill!"

The Ming army's killing sound shook the sky, the drums sounded like thunder, bows and arrows, long spears, and short soldiers turned this place into a meat grinder.

Azig held the rein with one hand, and said bitterly, "I've never been so aggrieved!"

Jierhalang's eyes were fighting, and his back was like ants, unbearable, he gritted his teeth, and said in a low voice: "Don't worry about it, as long as you arrive in Haizhou, there will be support!"

Azige couldn't see it, but Li Xianzu behind him could see it clearly. The armor on Jierhalang's back was soaked with black blood, and his figure was unstable and wobbly, as if he was about to fall down at any time.

In the end, Hou Jin had mostly cavalry, and most of them broke out and galloped towards the north.

Mao Wenlong, Kong Youde, and Geng Zhongming worked together to detain part of the Jin army and strangle them with all their might.

After half an hour, Kong Youde's face was covered with blood, and he said cheerfully: "My lord, let's keep chasing him and kill him again!"

Geng Zhongming also came over, with several wounds in his body, and excitedly said: "My lord, there are a total of 3000 heads, this time must be a great achievement, kill it!"

Mao Wenlong sat on the horse, his chest was heaving, his eyes were bloodthirsty, and he said in a deep voice: "Okay, Kong Youde, you go south and take Yongning! Geng Zhongming, you go north and take the five cities of Xinmo. The others follow me. Enter the Qingtai Palace, the Yuanshan Pass, and continue to hunt down the bandits!"

"Yes!"

The two said loudly at the same time, turned around and led the troops to split up.

The Dongjiang army has always been doing sneak attacks and containment, and it has never been so happy to kill like it is today.Every soldier was extremely excited, screaming to chase and kill.