Gao Yihuo led the cavalry, ran over from a distance, and scanned the Qing army in the wilderness with thousands of mirrors, and sneered on his face.

Seeing the Qing army and family members in pieces, some disorganized and scattered throughout the field, high Yiyi and joy full of confidence.

This war, as long as the killing of Dorgon, capture Fu Lin children, and the supposedly powerful woman Bubu Bute, Dai Wei even won the victory of the anti-Qing War for many years.

At that time, who resists the thaiks, who turns the tide, and the people are hanging upside down, it is clear at a glance.

At this time, he was looking, opposite the Qing army camp, a nearly hundred horsemen galloped out of the cavalry, came to expel the Wei army who was watching.

“It’s not safe here, so go back first.”Li Laiheng raised the big gun and said in a hurry.

Wei Wangxuan observed in front of the Qingying gate, and the thousand-mile mirror almost appeared on Dorgon's face, and it was indeed a little too disrespectful.

Gao Yihuan saw that he was riding out, not slowly taking a thousand mirrors, and then pulling the horse, "Go, let's go back!"

The horses croaked, and the Wei cavalry pulled the horse west before the Qing cavalry came after it.

It was night, in the county, Gao Yi was eager to the generals, and Xu Black Tiger in the east also came to discuss.

The crowd stood in front of a temporary sandpan, Xu Black Tiger with a wooden pole pointed to the sandpan and introduced: "King, the area between the two rivers, gathered about 140,000 people, of which the real tirritator soldiers fifteen thousand, the Han eight flag and a small number of the eight flags about 60,000 people, leaving more than 65,000 people, are family members, and most of them are full of family."

Jin Xingang said, “So there are still more than 70,000 soldiers in the Qing army, which is on par with us.”

Gao Yihuan asked, “Where are the family members of the Han flag?”

Xu Black Tiger said, "Most of them arrived in Dengzhou in advance, and the courtiers have sent 3,000 soldiers and horses."

He nodded his head and said, “Tell me about tomorrow’s plan.”

Xu Black Tiger said: "The Qing army now has no morale, but they have many people, gathered together, the courtiers can't take them, tomorrow the army will be a gun array, from the west to press, forcing the Qing army to fight, when the gun chaos their army, the court will lead the horse army to a storm, will inevitably break the Tatar!"

...

In the night, outside the clearing camp, a rocket dragging the trail, whistling into the camp, occasionally ignited the tent, causing a riot.

Dorgon stood outside the tent, looking at the raging light, knowing that it was Wei Jun's repulsive rocket and harassing the large barracks.

Dolge's face muscles tugged, the thief you have the advantage, why play these small means.

He looked at him for a while, and went to the camp where the family members of Manchuria lived, and the men, women and children of Manchu saw Dorgon coming over, and all stood up and gathered around.

An old man’s eyes were full of expectation: “Lord, can we still go back to Liaodong?”

“Slaves want to go home!”

Everyone around me looked at Dorgon, looking timid in their eyes, afraid to hear a negative answer.

People are also full of people, and they are afraid of death and will be afraid.

Dorgon looked at a pair of expectant eyes and nodded firmly, "Now there is no way back, but as long as you have the courage, the king will be able to bring you back to Liaodong!"

Dorgon encouraged a few words, returned to the big account, attracted many generals, and began to discuss.

"The king got the news that there are only 70,000 Wei Thieves in Qingzhou now, and we must defeat these 70,000 Wei Juns before the Wei Army in the east of the river catches up!"

...

The next day, in the eastern suburbs of Lechang County, the land of Qilu was desolate, and everywhere was deserted fields and broken villages.

The deserted scene has spread to the end of the land, and the earth is desolate.

At this time, a sad song came from the east, "octagonal drum, tinkling, eight large flags inserted four sides."Big flag, soldiers march, eight flags warriors fight eight sides.Yellow armor yellow robe, yellow saddle yellow horse bell.Fight horses, win battles, and defeat the barbarians back home.Across the village, into the village, the horse hydrant at the gate, into the house, hit a thousand children, see Amma and the mother ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

A cold and desperate chant came, the voice was clear, full of hope for life, and there was a sense of homesickness.

Gao Yihuan rode on the horse, heard the sound from the distance, frowned slightly, and then snorted coldly, "Tatrel to the lone king to this hand!"

He looked back at the 40,000 Wei army behind him, only to see the banner, the queue is strict, the thorns are like a forest, he sees the undulating jaws, raising the yellow dust cannon, and his heart is extremely calm.

Now I know to go back to Liaodong, think of my parents, remember my hometown, what to do?

Wei Jun absorbed a lot of Mongolians, coupled with Gao Yihuan has a concubine who is proficient in the Mongolian-Tibetan language, and Gao Yi always learns foreign languages, but also knows a little Mongolian, and can hear a generality.

At this time, he held his fist in his right hand and shouted, “Change the formation!”

The military order was issued, and the sergeant Wei in the procession stood, walked down the official road, and then opened the door, turning to the center of the head, turning the vertical formation of three hundred people into a cross-section.

Soon one by one, the vertical formations were transformed into cross-sections, and the 40,000 Wei army formed a huge cross-section, and a very large black line appeared on the ground plane, which pushed forward like a wall.

At this time, Li over-shueled 30,000 people and went to Jining to block the Ming Army, and Wei Ming basically broke his face.

Gao Yihuan led the main force of the Wei Army in Henan, and fought with more than 100,000 Qing army and eight flag families in Qingzhou.

At the end of July and the beginning of August, the weather was gradually cool, but Gao Yiyi felt a sharp chill.

This is the reason for the more and more clear singing in front, high praise can only understand a general, but from the voice, but heard a sad despair of meaning.

Li Laiheng had a goosebump on his body, and he broke his mouth and spit, "King, what do they howl?"It's weird."

At this time, the sound was getting closer and closer, and the Qing army did not form a defensive battle, but was moving forward.

At last, a cluttered line appeared on the horizon, and over time, the line gradually thickened, and finally infinitely extended, into a carpet of countless shadows.

Gao Yihuan took a thousand mirrors and looked in front of his eyes, and in the circular horizon he saw the pressed army, they had no flags, no armor, no army arrays, not even men.

In the opposite line of the line, there were men and women, old and young, uneven, in the horizon of the thousand mirrors, Gao Yihu even clearly saw that in the front of the team, an old tall tart with a bearded white, stood two small tartars only to the waist, and they all had weapons in their hands.

Gao Yihuan put down the mirror, the face showed a cruel color, cold voice, "interesting!The son of Dorgon is so sad!”

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