The Zhangshui River Valley is like an open mouth, waiting for the Qing army to fall into its trap.
At this time, Hararty, the vanguard general of the Qing army, knew nothing about this.
He didn't even hesitate at all when he rushed to the entrance of the valley.
Thousands of Manchu and Qing cavalry rushed into the valley one after another, slashing and killing as if they were entering an uninhabited land.
But not long after they showed off their power, they were hit in the face.
Many Ming soldiers suddenly appeared on the low plains on both sides of the originally empty valley.
They bent their bows and shot arrows quickly, and the top-down coverage made it impossible for the vanguard led by Hallertai to escape.
Damn it, I was ambushed.
It was only then that Harartay realized what had happened, but it was too late.
There was a shower of arrows, and dozens of cavalrymen were shot off their horses.
The horse under the rider's crotch whinnied and turned uneasily.
"Get out, get out quickly" Hararty made the only right decision at this time.
However, it is not easy for a large number of cavalry to turn around in a narrow river valley, especially when the army is in panic.
It took a while before Hallertai commanded the cavalry to complete this task.
By the time they ran towards the mouth of the valley, they had lost more than a hundred cavalrymen.
These damned Nangou don’t dare to fight openly and can only do these little tricks.
Hallertai was already filled with anger at this moment.
The feeling of punching hard and hitting cotton is really not pleasant.
But getting closer to the entrance of the valley, Hallertai has seen hope.
When he goes out, he must find an opportunity to cut these southern dogs into pieces.
But just as the cavalry was about to rush to the valley entrance, a raging fire suddenly broke out.
The flames formed a wall across Harartai, blocking their way.
Obviously, the Ming army made arrangements at the mouth of the valley before Harartai led the cavalry into the valley.
They waited until all the Qing troops entered the valley and then tied the openings of the robes tightly.
The rope that tied the hole was a fire.
Just the right fire Hallertai wanted to forcefully rush out, but the fire was too strong, and no matter how hard he whipped the animal under his crotch, it refused to take another step forward.
Harartai felt a sense of sadness in his heart.
Is he going to be buried here today?
The flames were blazing, mercilessly devouring everything.
Luck Dehun's nails dug into the flesh, leaving a trail of blood.
He watched helplessly as a thousand vanguard cavalry led by Hallertai were ambushed, but could do nothing.
These were a thousand elite cavalry, and all of them were lost because of Luck Dehun's decision-making error, which made him feel heartbroken.
Luck Dehun didn't know how to explain to the regent Dorgon.
He was really useless.
"Master Beile, the thief is so cunning, it is not appropriate to stay here for too long."
Fan Wencheng sighed, his voice full of helplessness.
Luckard turned to Fan Wencheng guiltily and said, "I acted on my own will.
If I had been more careful, I wouldn't have made such a big mistake."
Luck Dehun was very grateful to Fan Wencheng.
If Fan Wencheng hadn't stopped him, he might have rushed into the river valley and been ambushed to death like Haraltai.
Fan Wencheng cleared his throat and said, "Master Baylor, don't blame yourself too much.
Victory and defeat are common matters for military strategists, not to mention that the thieves will cheat and win without force.
If it were an upright duel, they would definitely not be the opponents of the Qing cavalry."
Luck Dehun couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.
He knew that Fan Wencheng was trying to comfort himself.
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There was no way to speak openly and honestly about the battle between the two armies.
It was the last word to win the battle.
"In Mr.
Fan's opinion, what should I do now?"
At this moment, Luck Dehun had completely put away the airs of Qing Baylor and obeyed Fan Wencheng's words.
"Withdraw your troops and wait to find out whether the Qingming thieves are real or not before making any calculations."
"Mr.
Fan is mature and prudent, so I will listen to you."
Although Luck Dehun was very unwilling, he also understood that continuing to waste it would not only be useless, but would also play into the Ming army's ambitions.
God knows what the Ming army has arranged in the dark.
Now Luck Dehun doesn't dare to gamble anymore.
Losing the first battle made the arrogant Luck Dehun very frustrated, but he must accept this fact.
He believed that as long as he understood the movements of the Ming army, he would be able to regain his position sooner or later.
After Luck Dehun led the main force to retreat, Gao Jie sent soldiers into the river valley to harvest the heads.
The thousand cavalry led by Hallertai were all elite Manchurians.
They were all buried in the river valley this time, which greatly boosted the morale of the Ming army.
These thousand true tartars were rarely burned to death.
Knowing that he could not break out of the valley entrance, Hararty ordered his cavalry to turn around and gallop along the valley, hoping to escape from the valley exit.
Although there is only a slim chance, it is better than rushing through the fire.
But Hallertai obviously thought too much.
The Ming army deployed many archers on the low plains on both sides of the river valley.
After several waves of arrows rained down, Harartai's men were left with only a few dozen lonely men.
In the end, Hallertai was shot off his horse before he could lead his troops to the middle of the valley.
For Gao Jie, this result is absolutely acceptable.
You must know that this is a thousand real prisoners.
One head is worth fifty taels, and one thousand heads is worth fifty thousand taels.
This is a big reward What makes Gao Jie even more happy than the silver reward is that this battle allowed the soldiers to dispel their deep-rooted fear of Jianlu.
I don’t know when it started, but there was a saying that the Eight Banners of Manchuria were invincible.
After the Songjin War, the Ming army was frightened by Jianlu and did not dare to go out of the city to fight with them in the field.
The war hasn't started yet, people are scared, what else is there to do?
Rao was a soldier under Gao Jie, and he was also very afraid of the Jianzhou Jurchens.
He had many negative emotions before this battle.
But Gao Jie fought a beautiful ambush.
Although he did not kill the Jianlu commander Luck Dehun, he shot and killed his general Harartai, which greatly boosted the morale of the Ming army.
Gao Jie believed that after this battle, his soldiers would no longer be as afraid of the Eight Banners of Manchuria as before.
Through this victory, the soldiers will realize that the so-called invincible Eight Banners soldiers are also ordinary people.
They will scream in pain just like they are hit by arrows, and they will still be corpses if their heads are chopped off.
Once this hurdle in my heart has passed, many problems will be solved.
"Commander, I didn't expect that Nalek Dehun was so calm.
He did not lead the main force to chase into the river valley, but only sent a vanguard to test."
Li Chengdong was still a little bit upset about not being able to capture Luck Dehun.
After all, the head of a Manchurian Baylor is more valuable.
"Well, I can't tell.
It is said that this Luck Dehun is in his early twenties."
Gao Jie said quietly: "If he doesn't have the guidance of an expert around him, then he is really young and old.
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It's a pity that he met me, which is unlucky for him
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