Tomorrow

Chapter 169, Dorgon and Duduo

At this time, the Eight Banners of Mongolia have not yet fully formed. As a servant army, there is naturally no banner owner, only three nominal leaders, and these three nominal leaders are directly loyal to Huang Taiji.

The three Gurusjubu, Ombuhuchuer, and Gengger have claimed to be the most powerful kings of the Mongolian clan!

According to the thinking of the Han people, it is necessary to be as low-key as possible to be the commander of the servant army, let alone presumptuously claiming to be the most powerful king.

If you do this, you will be looked down upon by your own tribe, and it will also cause discomfort to your master!

However, the Mongols do not think so, they are very proud.

Ever since Yun Zhao heard that these three fools claimed to be so and broke each other, he felt that his IQ had been severely humiliated.

Originally, he wanted to face the 20,000 elite Mongols in person. After hearing the news spread across the grasslands, he didn't bother to go anymore.

I felt that it was a good decision to let Yun Yang, who had the same brain not enough, deal with these three people.

He even thought that the reason why Dorgon was unwilling to start with these three idiots was that he didn't want to be contaminated with stupidity...

In the face of three Mongolian cavalry leaders who only know how to charge and retreat, and the Mongolian cavalry leaders who have only 20,000 people who have to keep away from each other to guard against each other, they sit and watch the friendly army be defeated by the enemy but turn a blind eye and some steal The happy cavalry leader, Yun Zhao decided to ignore them.

Therefore, when Geng Ge’s head was sent by Gao Jie, Yun Zhao carefully looked at the face of this guy-a big round face, light eyebrows, long eyes, single eyelids, a flat nose, and Temujin in the textbook. The looks are almost the same.

It's just that Temujin didn't have the ferocity and wisdom revealed from his bones, especially after he died, the corner of his mouth was still pulling down, it could be seen that he was crying before his head was beheaded.

"Tiemujin has used up the Mongolian tribe for thousands of years!"

"From then on, only suffering and sorrow remain for this clan!"

"They will always miss the huge Mengyuan Empire, so their hearts are proud. They miss the good days of their dominance but don’t know how to regain their cunning, but they only aim at their own people. They are brutal and just Regarding their own people, they ruled in their own ethnic group, but they are often helpless when encountering foreign invasion..."

Because of this, they were used by the Han people and enslaved by the Manchus... and they may be used by other ethnic groups in the future.

Because they have a glorious history, in order to prevent a resurgence, every ethnic group that uses them will use the most cruel methods on them. In Yun Zhao’s memory, the Manchu dynasty’s “reduction of households”, the Soviet Union "De-Mongoliaization" is the most painful memory in the history of this nation.

Therefore, for a long time, they were proud and inferior, cruel and cowardly...

Therefore, once a nation has had a great and glorious past, it is impossible for people to be small, even if it is small, it will not be recognized.

This kind of smallness, they will think it is ‘suppressing the courage,’ ‘has ulterior motives’, ‘bearing humiliation’ before taking off, and it’s a horrible resurgence. ’

Yun Zhao also has such worries!

It's not just him, Zhu Yuanzhang, Huang Taiji, and also the late Marshal of Sri Lanka... Therefore, the Mongols must be tragedy and become a universal value.

How brilliant and powerful they were at the beginning, how miserable and declining they will be in the future.

This situation has long been nothing unusual for the Han people. Whenever a foreign race ruled the Central Plains... the Han people were always the most unlucky race.

It's just that the Han clan can always turn over and become the master after bad luck. This is the reason why the Han clan can last forever.

Yun Zhao looked at Geng Geer’s heads with a lot of thoughts... Survival or destruction... This is a big question...

Similarly, Dorgon, wearing white armor, also looked at the head on the table with a lot of thoughts... This head belonged to Ombuhuchuer.

"Four days, six hundred miles away, ruined five thousand servants of me, such an idiot, he still has the face to beg me for revenge!

Where is Gurusab? "

Dudor, who was also wearing white armor, said, "I heard that Ombu Huchuer was killed by his brother, and he ran away."

Dorgon sneered: "Does he think the emperor can protect him?"

Duduo sighed and said: "Yue Tuo, Du Du did not take advantage of Zhangjiakou, their food was burned, slaves were robbed, and more than 10,000 casualties.

Brother, you can't demand too much of Ombuhuchuer and them, this time we are facing a powerful enemy. "

Dorgon sat upright, with his hands on his knees looking at the blue sky outside the military tent and said: "Yun Zhao! Is he Zhu Ming's anti-thief?"

Duduo said: "To say that he is, it means that he controlled Guanzhong and emptied Zhu Ming's rule in Guanzhong. Even the royal family bowed their heads to him, and their disobedience was clearly revealed.

Saying he was not, he was loyal to Zhu Ming, no matter whether it was taxation or various payment, there was never a shortage, and he even spared no effort in rescuing Zhu Ming's people. "

Dorgon laughed, patted his knees and said, "Isn't it useless?"

Duduo smiled bitterly: "It's used, since Yun Zhao sent a soldier to kill him in the Shangshu family of the Ministry of War and cause a **** crime, no one has mentioned the name Yun Zhao anymore."

Dorgon said in astonishment: "The emperor acquiesced?"

Duduo said: "Yes, the emperor acquiesced, and there was a message from the inner court of Zhu Mingjing that the emperor is immortal, and Yunzhao is not against it.

Dorgon laughed up to the sky and said: "Interesting, interesting, half loyal, half anti-thief, so interesting."

Seeing his brother laughed, Duduo couldn't help frowning and said: "Our brother is not happy with the emperor. This time we encountered a powerful enemy, does my brother really want to fill the trenches of Guihua City with soldiers from the Zhengbai Banner?"

Dorgon waved his hand and said: "The emperor is wary of our brothers. However, he can't use the enemy to consume the evil minds of the soldiers of the Qing Dynasty. These soldiers belong to me and belong to the emperor. ."

"However, it can be seen from the military newspaper sent by Yue Tuo that Yun Zhao built a defense line of more than two hundred miles east of Guihua City."

Dorgon took a sip of mare's milk and said, "Just bypass the defense line. Yun Zhao can't build hundreds of miles of defense in the four directions, southeast, northwest.

On the lonely wall of Guihua City, it was an isolated city. Throughout the ages, there has never been an isolated city that can survive on its own, not one. He Yunzhao can be an exception.

The focus of this battle is not in Guihua City, but in the land of Jiuyuan in the Hetao River, in Tumedchuan! "

Duduo gritted his teeth and said, "We have already conquered the Mongolian tribes once, do we have to conquer it again?"

Dorgon laughed and said: "Don't worry, you can't stand it after only two times? I guess, as long as the Mongols have no fixed homes, we will not be able to complete the real rule over them, and we will continue to conquer them in the future. , Just like Zhu Ming did in his early years."

"Yue Tuo, Du Du has already entered the book, and he admits that he has failed. We Zhengbaiqi has no way out. I always feel that they have no good intentions."

Dorgon sighed: "These people have already learned badly."

Du Duo said angrily: "That Fan Wencheng is still instigating Yuetuo, Du Du."

Dorgon glanced at Duduo and said, "So, when you were in Shengjing, you forcibly fell asleep with your wife?"

Dudor laughed and said, "That woman is good, didn't I return it to him later?"

Dorgon smiled and waved his hand and said, "Don't do this kind of thing in the future. No one will look down upon you, Gushan Baylor.

The order continues and we will continue to march towards Zhangjiakou tomorrow. At the same time, we will send a guerrilla team to capture everyone we see along the way. If there is no servant army, we will recruit some more. "

The army left, but the head of Ombuhuchuer remained in this abandoned camp.

A big red-billed crow that smelled of carrion flew from a distance, landed on the already smelly head and quacked twice, then happily took out an eyeball and chewed it.

A feather arrow flew from a distance and nailed the proud crow to the ground. The crow flicked its wings desperately, and after a while, it stopped moving.

A young man in a colorful shirt got up from the grass, and soon, six people in the same costume stood up sparsely.

The headed young man looked around vigilantly, walked quickly into the barracks, and began to count the abandoned stove pits in the barracks.

These fire pits are left over by the cooks cooking. As long as you count the stove pits here, you can accurately know the number of people in this army.

This is an extremely ancient military common sense. The number of troops is measured through stove pits, the number of cavalry is known through abandoned simple mangers, the number of artillery can be inferred from the traces left by gun wheels, and the number of food carts is counted. The material condition of the army.

As long as these data are reported to Lantian City, there will be specialized personnel to sort out the overall situation of Dorgon's army.

Then give it to the combat commander for their reference.

In this regard, Lantian County has never slackened.

Liu Xi saw the already smelling head again, took off the crossbow bolt, kicked away the body of the crow, looked at the head carefully, and wrapped the head in a leather bag.

"Captain, what are you doing with this dead head?"

Liu Xi said: "Looking at the place here, it should be the place where the enemy's central army camp is located. Look at the traces of this camp. It is the trace left by a very large tent. Maybe it is the place where the enemy commander stayed. The appearance of a human head here should be good news. No matter who the human head belongs to, it has reference value."

"It will rot when you bring it back."

"No, I will salt it when we get back to the camp. It should be able to keep it for a while."

"Can we go back?"

"Go back, it's been out for thirteen days, have you finished what you need to do?"

After getting an affirmative answer, Liu Xi and his party rushed to the mountains ten miles away on the half-person-high grass.

Guru Sibu watched Dorgon's army go away, sitting sluggishly on a boulder, not knowing what he was thinking.

When he set out, there were 7,000 heavily armed cavalry around him, and these cavalry were almost all the flags of his Hariqin department. Now, there are only less than 2,000 people left.

The Hariqin tribe is 26,700 ancestors, a rare tribe in Liaodong Mongol. This time the emperor wants to form the Eight Banners of Mongolia, and the Gurus governor wants to surround the three flags of Zhenghuang, inlaid with yellow flags, and Zhenglan flags. I want to live some good lives under the leadership of Shangsanqi.

When he came, he thought that Dorgon would still be able to achieve supreme feats like the last time he chased Lin Danhan. He thought that the Tumed tribe, who had strangled by Dorgon once, could no longer fight back. After the emperor ordered the general, Gurusyabu was the first to respond, and actively mobilized the entire clan to participate in this great expedition.

He didn't expect that they would encounter a shameful failure in Bailongdui.

Gurussab admitted that he was frightened. After seeing Gengger’s cavalry covered in white smoke, countless fireballs exploded in the white fog. He saw Gengger run out of the white fog with his own eyes. I saw him rushing towards the enemy's position without distinguishing the north, south, east, and west, and watched him be blasted off from the horse like a wild goose...

A group of covered-faced men in black drove Bai Wu with long spears, stabbing the fallen cavalry to death one by one, and then led the panicked horse away.

He also saw Ombuhuchuer attack. This time there was no white fog. However, as long as the cavalry approached the men in black who were pushing the sidecars, they would be caught by a storm of iron with loud noises. The ball smashed.

There, two iron **** will spin and fly, like a huge sickle cutting a heroic cavalry into two pieces...There will also be black iron **** that burst open after landing, and then there are scattered iron pieces. The nails slammed apart and easily pierced the leather armor... and some jar-like things were thrown over, and then they would ignite a fire before landing, forming a wall of fire, cutting the huge cavalry formation into small pieces. , A small piece, finally used by those in black...

This is a massacre.

Gurussab swears that he tried his best, but his army was sneak attacked by another cavalry...These cavalry will throw an exploding iron ball, and they will throw a fire-breathing iron ball. , They have a short fire that can be triggered with one hand. No matter how fierce the Mongolian warriors under their command are, they will fall off their horses after being bombarded by the fire... Moreover, before they charge, their artillery clears the way for them and is fired. How can the Mongolian warriors who have been ravaged face the fierce enemies like demons again?

In just an hour, Guruszab felt that he was going to be annihilated, so he started to run... After running for a full six hundred miles, countless war horses died on the road.

The only ones who survived were these people in front of them, without food, cattle and sheep, and some even without weapons and horses.

Ombuhu Chuer ran faster than him, and entered Dorgon’s camp earlier than him. If it hadn’t been for his two in-laws in the Zhengbai Banner Army to give him some news, Guruszab felt that he Will also be beheaded by Dorgon.

"Go back to Shengjing!"

Gurusshabu looked desperately at the familiar Mongolian land. He swore that he was only defeated and did not surrender.

Those who are defeated can be forgiven, even the great Huang Taiji, there are times when they are defeated!

On the return trip, Liu Xi accidentally found Guruszabu, so under the dim sunset, a splendid firework slowly rose into the sky.

The bald-headed Yun Yang happened to see the continuous rising fireworks. He grinned and said to Lieutenant Yun Shu: "Found it!"

Gurusab also saw seven or eight colorful meteors, and even the beautiful flowers blooming from these meteors.

He thought it was a miracle, he thought it was the path that Changshengtian gave the Mongols!

Dorgon's army rolled forward on the grassland, Gao Jie's army retreated in strides on the grassland, and the cavalry belonging to Yunyang accompanied the army on the left side of Dorgon's army.

Dorgon's ranger saw these two armies, but the three armies did not conquer each other, but just accompanied each other all the way to the west.

In the middle, Duduo once sent a small army to test the combat power of these two armies. However, neither Gao Jie nor Yun Yang had any interest in sending a small army to fight Duduo's rangers on a small scale.

By the time Yue Tuo sent Du Du led three thousand cavalry to meet Dorgon, Gao Jie had already returned to the deep defense line of Lantian City, and Yunyang's cavalry brigade had also disappeared on the vast grassland.

Dorgon came to Zhangjiakou, talked with Yue Tuo and Du Du all night, and slept soundly all day.

Didn't get up for dinner until evening.

"I saw Fan Wencheng!"

Duoduo, his younger brother who was eating with him, smiled and said to Dorgon.

Seeing that Dorgon was silent, Dudor said again: "He wants to give his wife to me."

Dorgon raised his head and glared at the younger brother of a compatriot, "Does humiliating a loyal slave make your face more radiant?"

Duduo grinned: "He actually dared to hold a chicken feather as an arrow, and a slave dare to use the emperor's will to force me to confess my guilt!"

Dorgon said: "Since you know he took the emperor's will, why do you bother him? Do you think he is a slave qualified to refuse to carry out the emperor's will?"

Dudor dropped his chopsticks and said, "This is the emperor using this **** slave to humiliate me. If I were sent to an official full of people, I would not be so angry!"

Dorgon put the chopsticks on his brother and said: "The emperor is making rules, and I don't know what rules are, so I can only use the hands of these minions to make them.

Dudor, no matter how much you look down on these minions, you have to remember that they have the talents that we don't have, and we need rules in order to become strong. "

Duduo proudly said: "The master is the master, and the slave is the slave."

Dorgon frowned, looked at his anxious brother and said, "Our ancestors were former slaves under Li Chengliang!"

Dudor was furious and wanted to overturn the table, but was firmly held by Dorgon with one hand!

"Slave, master, these two are constantly changing. We are full of strength and we are the masters of everyone. If we are not strong enough, we can only be the slaves of others!

Dodo, you have to remember that there is no natural master, only masters punched with fists! If you are always strong, you will always be the master. If you can't be strong, then you have to be willing to be a slave. This is the way to survive.

So ~www.wuxiahere.com~ In this world, the strong are the eternal masters.

We are full of people who are good at fighting, but not good at governing the country. At this point, Fan Wencheng and the others are useful. They can make up for our shortcomings and are the help that we can always be the master.

We talked with Yue Tuo, Du Du and a veteran all night last night, until dawn, I came to a conclusion.

The enemy in front of us is an enemy we have never seen before. They are insidious, cunning, advanced weapons, brave in combat, clear goals, and well-founded.

They think of themselves as a state of etiquette, and regard me as a barbarian.

Dud, when will you grow up?

This world is very big, very big, we must be careful, only continuous victory can let us be masters forever.

You have to remember! Remember hardly. If you can't remember, I will whip you to make you remember! "

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