A quarter of an hour later, Azig saw from a distance the Zhengbai Banner army with neat military appearance and bright flags.

At the front of the army, a young man was surrounded by the generals of the Zhengbai Banner. On both sides of them were the elite white armored soldiers of the Zhengbai Banner.

Azigace immediately stepped forward and shouted: "Fourteenth brother! You are here!"

The man Azig called his fourteenth brother was none other than the leader of the Zhengbai Banner, Prince Heshuorui Dorgon. Dorgon was made Heshuo Ezhen by the old slave Nurhaci when he was eight years old. He discussed national affairs with the Eight Great Beile and

In charge of the troops of fifteen Niulu.

Now Dorgon is twenty-four years old and has already become the second most powerful figure in the Qing Dynasty. He may seem young but appears to be extremely mature and steady.

"Brother Twelve, welcome back in victory!" Dorgon said with a smile as he looked at his biological brother who had the same mother.

Azig looked at the fourteenth brother who didn't know the situation, and said nervously: "Fourth brother, seventh brother...Seventh brother was killed by a barbarian!"

"What? Seventh brother died in the battle?" Dorgon said in surprise, a look of grief gradually appeared on his face.

Seeing that Dorgon suddenly became terrifyingly quiet, the generals around him stepped forward to comfort him. Dorgon waved his hands and listened expressionlessly to Azig and others' report on the battle.

Azige gave an overview of what happened when he entered the customs. He especially talked about how from Shunyi to Miyun, and then from Xincheng to the day before yesterday, a Yongwei battalion burst out of the sky, and there were also several troops from the Beijing camp. They were very tyrannical.

Qi suffered heavy casualties under his troops.

"A Ming prince with a few barbarian troops scared you so much that you didn't dare to fight, leaving all your money and running away?" Dorgon said coldly with his eyes open, staring at Azig.

When Azig saw him blaming him, he became angry and said, "What can I do? So many of my Qing warriors died in his hands. Aren't I thinking about our brother's two white flags? Why are you still here?"

Are you blaming me?"

"Brother Twelve, if nothing else, you actually left the brigade and got out first! Do you know what the consequences will be?" Dorgon was furious, and at the same time extremely disappointed in his own brother.

Azig is simple-minded, has no political acumen at all, and is even more messed up in his work, which makes people angry. He was originally the leader of a banner, but he was beaten away by Huang Taiji. This time he actually did such a stupid thing again. Not only did he lose his

Even the seventh brother Abatai died in the battle. Dorgon wanted to hit him on the head with a whip to make him smarter.

The generals of Zhengbai Banner all stepped forward to dissuade their brothers, telling them not to harm their harmony, but the two of them tilted their heads to the side in anger.

At this time, Zhu Cixiang led the cavalry army to pursue them all the way outside the pass. He was a little surprised when he saw another group of troops coming from the opposite side. He only had these 8,000 cavalry around him now. The Musketeers and Tianxiong Army had not caught up yet, so he did not dare to rush rashly.

Launch an impact.

The Ming army had nearly 10,000 cavalry, and it was so dark that one could not see the end of it. The Qing army did not know how many people were behind it, and they did not dare to attack rashly. The two sides faced off outside the pass.

"He is the prince of the Ming Dynasty!" A Tatar general beside Azig couldn't help but said in horror when he saw the dragon flag flying in the Ming army.

Azig and other Qing soldiers who had just left the border were already frightened. If Dorgon and thousands of Zhengbai Banner elites were not there, they would have started running away long ago.

Dorgon was even more annoyed when he saw Azig and other generals being frightened like this. He waved to a Tatar general next to him and asked him to come forward and send a message.

A Qing general on the opposite side rode his horse and ran dozens of steps forward and said: "Is that the prince of the Ming Dynasty opposite? My master is the leader of the Zhengbai Banner of the Qing Dynasty, Dorgon, Prince Heshuorui, and I want to talk to you!"

"Dorgon?" Zhu Cixiang didn't expect to meet such a man here. Although he had heard of Dorgon's name, he had no interest in this man who even knew his sister-in-law.

Zhu Cihong glanced at Dorgon in the opposite military formation. He did not answer the Qing general's words, but said to Zhao Jinglin beside him: "Are you sure you can kill that Tatar prince with cool armor?"

"Prince?" Zhao Jinglin was shocked when he heard this. He glanced at Dorgon in the distance, and his eyes became eager. He was eager to try: "Let me try it in my humble position!"

Zhao Jinglin took off the rifled gun hanging on his body and started loading bullets. After getting everything ready, he rode up behind a cavalryman, found the position of the black gun, tilted his head and began to aim at Dorgon.

Zhao Jinglin took two deep breaths, stared at the second-ranking Tatar figure in front of him, and slowly pulled the trigger.

Just hearing a snap, a Jia Lazhangjing beside Dorgon fell down. The generals and guards around him were startled, and they quickly protected Dorgon tightly.

Dorgon did not panic at all, but frowned slightly, a little surprised by the Ming army's shamelessness. At the same time, he did not understand why the Ming army's firecrackers could hit so far, which was a full two hundred steps away.

Ezhen Ashan of Zhenglanqi Gushan, who was chased by the Ming army like a lost dog all the way, said: "Prince Rui, the Ming army's muskets are very far away and very poisonous. Ehuang and Rao Yubeile died in their sneak attack. Please

You must be careful!"

Dorgon's eyelids twitched and his face looked very ugly. He glanced at the Ming army, snorted softly, and said in a cold voice: "Retreat the troops!"

Seeing the Qing army withdrawing, the Ming army cavalry burst into cheers, and Zhu Cihong sighed: "Oh, what a pity!"

Zhao Jinglin lowered his head, feeling guilty and secretly hating that he had not seized such a good opportunity. It was really...

Huang Degong said loudly: "Your Highness, some people and supplies have been transported out of the country by the Tatars. Should we continue to pursue them?"

Zhu Cixiang was also considering whether he should wait for the army to arrive and rush out of the pass together, first rescue the people, and then rob a wave of Tatar things.

Sun Yingyuan immediately stopped and said: "Your Highness, we can no longer pursue. Now in the Tatar territory, our army is pursuing too fiercely, and the logistics and food supplies can no longer keep up. Even supplying from Qian'an will take several days. It is basically guaranteed

No."

Huang Degong shouted: "Then we will learn from the Tatars, feed war with war, and seize wherever we fight!"

Sun Yingyuan retorted: "This land was the land of my Ming Dynasty not long ago, and my Ming Dynasty will definitely recover it in the future. I can't do it with the despicable means of the Tatars, and I don't think your highness can do it either!"

Huang Degong was left speechless by his refutation. In terms of cultural level, Sun Yingyuan was nine times ahead of Huang Degong, and in terms of reasoning, he was eighteen times ahead of him.

Huang Degong did not argue with Sun Yingyuan. He ignored people and accepted things as long as they were beneficial to the country and the people.

After Zhu Cixiang was silent for a while, he finally said: "Send the order to withdraw the troops!"

Even if we can gather several battalions of troops to regain some land outside the customs, what will happen after we regain it? How to defend it?

Not to mention that the Ming Dynasty cannot defend this land with its temporary strength. Even if a few battalions of troops recover, they will lose a lot. After all, outside the pass, the Tatars have artillery, but the Yongwei camp does not.
Chapter completed!