Late Ming Dynasty: Oops, I am surrounded by the Donglin Party

Chapter 613 After this battle, I will take you home

"As long as Zhang Shikang is killed, everything will turn around. For this, we can spare no expense." Prince Rui Dorgon murmured.

"Before this, that bastard had at least 80,000 soldiers protecting him, so I had no idea where to start.

Now that dog thief is really arrogant and even dares to divide his troops around me.

This is the opportunity that the Great Shaman God has given to the Qing Dynasty. Brothers, do you have confidence? "After Huang Taiji said this, he looked around at Dorgon and others with hope.

Huang Taiji was very good at winning people's hearts and had great prestige among the royal family. Even arrogant people like Ajige and Duoduo, or his nephews and nephews such as Haoge and Oboi, were very honest in front of Huang Taiji.

In Huang Taiji's view, the situation has gradually become clear. Zhang Shikang, that bastard, divided his troops to plunder the Khalkha and other tribes. In a short period of time, this might really cause some Mongolian tribes to become disloyal and even to pretend to obey but actually disobey.

But he knew in his heart that it was difficult to do everything well. There would be gains and losses. Those in a higher position should know how to make choices.

"I will obey your majesty's military orders!" Dorgon said on his knees.

Daishan, Ajige, Duoduo, Jirgalang and others also knelt down and said:

"I will obey your majesty's military orders!"

At this moment, the seven-member council of the Qing Dynasty was particularly united.

Everyone understands the importance of this decisive battle. Compared to this, personal grudges can be put aside.

On the first day of June, Huang Taiji left Jirgalang's troops to provide cover, while he led an army of 120,000 to leave Guihua City under the cover of night.

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Guihua City, dawn.

Li Zicheng held a piece of naan in his hand and stood on the city wall, silently looking at the night sky which was just beginning to turn blue.

The naan was so hard that he had to break off a piece and chew it with water. His armor was very worn and the hem was even more tattered.

There was no peace on the city wall. Besides the snoring, there were more muffled cries from the wounded soldiers.

It has been more than thirty days, and the brothers in the city are waiting for reinforcements with their eyes bleeding.

Many parts of the walls of the West City and the South City collapsed because the Jianlu used red cannons. In order to plug the gaps, at least four thousand people died in the battle within a few days.

The northern city was almost breached, but thanks to Ombu's Mongolian brothers, they fought to the death and repelled the enemy.

After more than two months of getting along with each other and several attacks on the Mongols who were affiliated with the Jianlu, the Zuizi Camp and the naturalized Tumed tribe had become like brothers.

"Brother Li, you've been busy all night, why don't you go and rest?"

The voice of Omubu came from not far from the city wall. He was holding a wine jug in his hand, and his voice was deep and gentle.

"Oh, I couldn't sleep. It's almost dawn, so I came to see my brothers." Li Zicheng replied in a slightly hoarse voice.

Being surrounded by a large army is the greatest test of a general's ability. As a general, he not only has to command the battle, but also has to appease the soldiers' morale.

Especially during a long siege, or even the enemy's continuous fierce attacks, there were a large number of wounded and the people in the city were in panic, all of which required the commander to comfort them.

Otherwise, if there is a mutiny, everyone may face a catastrophic disaster.

After the city wall was breached, even if they risked their lives to repel the enemy, Li Zicheng and his men had no time to rest. They had to use the night to repair the gaps in the city wall as much as possible.

Soldiers and militiamen could work in shifts, but Li Zicheng could not. He was worried because he had promised his brothers that he would take them home.

"You Han people are always worried. The Jianlu haven't attacked the city for three days. I think something must have happened outside." As he spoke, Omubu threw the wine jug in his hand to Li Zicheng.

Li Zicheng took it and drank two big gulps.

"Perhaps. Commander Lu is no ordinary man. I think he will give us an explanation." After a pause, Li Zicheng said:

"If we make it back alive."

"Li, don't overthink it. There isn't a decent city within hundreds of miles outside Guihua City.

If we can't hold on, we can still run away." Omubu was much more flexible.

He was a native Mongolian. No Mongolian tribe had never experienced failure. The reason why the tribe could continue to exist was because they knew how to run.

In their eyes, it is not shameful to run away if you can't win.

"But Brother Li, we've been out there for so long, looting tens of thousands of war horses alone, and causing losses to many tribes that defected to the Jianlu.

The sins of you and your brothers should have been redeemed, right?"

Omubu had known about the situation in the Zui Camp for a long time. After learning about what Li Zicheng had done inside the Great Wall, Omubu admired Zhang Shikang's magnanimity even more.

If anyone rebelled against him in the tribe, Omubu would skin that person and eat his flesh. Anyone who joined him in the rebellion would be killed, and their wives and children would be enslaved.

But Zhang Shikang still provided Li Zicheng with troops and supported their wives and children. As long as they redeemed their sins, they could go back and might even be given an official position.

“Well, before we were besieged, someone from the Imperial Guard came and said that after this battle, the brothers could go back.

It can be considered a return home in glory.”

Li Zicheng rarely showed a smile.

When Li Zicheng was wandering around in the interior of the country, he never missed home. At that time, he thought that people like him had no home and would never miss home.

But when he arrived outside the Great Wall, he found it was a vast wilderness with no human habitation for dozens of miles, and all he saw were enemies. At some point, Li Zicheng suddenly began to desire to return to the interior of the Great Wall.

Not only him, but also Li Guo and others as well as the ordinary soldiers under him had the same idea.

Unfortunately, most of his brothers have died, and now there are only about 8,000 people left with him.

"I will be reluctant to do so, Brother Li. You are not like those Han officials who are only good at talking. You are a real brother, and your brothers are also warriors." Ombu kept praising.

The two chatted casually, and soon the sky in the east began to turn pale.

Its daybreak.

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A faint horn sounded from the skyline.

Emubu and Li Zicheng looked at each other, and the latter quickly lay on the ground with his ear close to the ground.

"There are a large number of cavalry charging collectively!" Li Zicheng preached to Emu.

The sound did not come from the enemy camp outside the city. Since it was not the enemy, it must be reinforcements.

Omubu suddenly became excited. The two of them encouraged each other and ran towards their respective camp headquarters.

A quarter of an hour later, the enemy camp was in chaos, and it was obvious that the reinforcements had come into close combat with the enemy.

On the collapsed west city wall, Li Zicheng was in front, and Li Guo, Hao Yaoqi, Liu Zongmin and others stood behind him.

Li Zicheng drew his sword facing the rising sun, turned around and shouted to his thousands of men:

"Brothers, reinforcements have arrived. After this battle, I will take you home!"

"Kill the enemy!"

"go home!"

Thousands of soldiers from the Sin Camp shouted in unison, crossed the collapsed city wall, and rushed towards the enemy in the distance.

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