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At least tens of thousands of war horses were killed in this battle, and at least three thousand slaves of various types were killed and killed in the Model Army. Even worse, at least tens of thousands of casualties were killed and killed.

It is completely unrealistic to transport all the bodies of these people and horses back to Haicheng in a short period of time.

Therefore, the men and soldiers of various departments only brought the corpses of Zhen Manchu and the war horses that were easy to pack up around. Other Han slaves, including the corpses of war horses that were far away, could only give up first.

But this is not the most difficult task.

The most difficult task at this time is to carry the bodies of the model soldiers who died and resettle the injured, especially the seriously injured children.

Since the beginning of the model army, "not abandoning, not giving up" is the most basic creed. With the establishment of the military academy, this culture began to penetrate into the bone marrow.

Even if the tribes do not want these victorious gains at this time, they must transport the bodies of their children back first.

Even though the model army is extremely orderly, each Thousand General Corps has practiced this on weekdays, but the battlefield is too big and there are too many gains. Even if the efficiency of the men is already very fast, it is still not enough, and it seems messy and slow.

This allowed many soldiers to continue to push forward and create more time and space for these soldiers.

"Da da da da da..."

However, this disorder had not lasted for more than ten minutes. A thunderous horse hooves roared again from a distance.

Standing on Xu Changqing's Yuanrong Car, you can clearly see that at this time, there were at least tens of thousands of cavalrymen in the north, south and west directions. Tens of thousands of war horses returned, and there was no end at all. There was a vast cloud covering the sky.

Xu Changqing was not afraid at all, but instead showed a cold smile on the corner of his mouth!

After suffering such a big loss, if Dorgon didn't kill him and shot him back, he would not be the king of the Qing Dynasty at this time!

In later generations, there was a great saying, "Successful generations, even if they pay ten times the price, must ensure victory and lose money and gain publicity!"

This is true in the business world, let alone the battlefield at this time?

Xu Changqing's layout this time is actually not very high-end. It can destroy the enemy in the blink of an eye like Kong Ming. Dorgon may be hit by Xu Changqing with a punch at the beginning, but as long as he calms down, he will surely come back to his senses soon.

But even if he came back to his senses at this time, it would be too late!

This is a kind of careful suppression in all aspects!

The Qing army was busy with show before, and before lunch started, the model army started to push out, and they had no time to have lunch.

In this midsummer weather, in order to prevent the horses from eating too much and breeding epidemics, their habit of feeding horses is different from usual. They only eat two meals in the morning and evening. When the horses need to carry people, they will only supplement them with some bean cakes.

At this time, neither the Qing army nor their war horses were in a state.

In addition, most of their mobile camps have been destroyed by the Model Army's hot air balloons, and there is no time to clean up the pots and pans, so it is definitely not easy to eat.

This is Xu Changqing's advantage!

In other words, it is Xu Changqing's evil taste.

Just let you know that I want to do this, but you can't do it. Are you angry?

...

As Xu Changqing expected, at this time, not only Duoduo was about to get angry, but although Haoge still forced himself to push over, he was also angry. The lion who was snatched from the lioness during the ecstasy period

son.

Dorgon asked him to act as a reserve team in today's war. He seemed to be giving him a "fatty" but in fact he was very proud to exclude him and Zheng Lanqi from the core of power.

Because at that time, the impact of various Qing troops was very likely to completely defeat the Model Army.

Once the Model Army was defeated, he Haoge would still hold the tail of the bird's feathers, and he couldn't even smell a bit of hot.

Although it is precisely because of this that he and his various slaves of Zhenglan Banner escaped, but now the problem appears, and they are immediately taken on the blame.

"Master, we can't rush around. At this moment, our warriors have no strength, and the horses don't have much strength. If they rush around, there will be big problems."

At this time, they stopped outside the model army's battle formation, and many slaves dismounted, took out high-energy foods such as bean cakes and sesame cakes and quickly fed the war horses, but several confidant slaves were eager to persuade Haoge.

"Yes, Master, it's okay for us to rush down. If we can't rush down... this time the shit pot will probably fall on us. They are so cruel."

"Master..."

Because of the legacy of Huang Taiji, Zhenglan Banner still has some foundation, which is much better than the two red flags.

Although Huang Taiji didn't like Haoge very much back then, Haoge was his species after all, and he would have a deep affection.

Unfortunately, before the layout was completely completed, he was cut down by Xu Changqing at the foot of the Kufeng Mountain.

But although they have these foundations, they were excluded by Dorgon's brothers, Jiergalang, Daishan and others. On the surface, it may be okay, and they can barely get through it. But at this time, life and death are involved, how can these slaves be willing to do so?

Haoge was already angry at this time and was anxious to attack his heart. Seeing the gang of slaves chatting like crows, he suddenly felt his head explode. The wolf roared, "Shut up for me!"

“…”

Everyone didn't dare to speak again, but they all looked at Haoge in a hurry and prayed with their eyes to Haoge not to be impulsive.

"Hey! My Qing Dynasty, why is this? Why is this!!!"

Looking at the appearance of these servants and feeling the atmosphere of Xiaosha around him, Haoge couldn't help but whistle to the sky, his face full of sadness, and his tall and straight figure was much hunched.

Of course he knew Dorgon's vicious intentions, but did he stop doing things because of this? If he didn't do it, Dorgon would be caught even more!

Haoge is indeed a 'rhythm', but after the past two years of polishing, he no longer has the hot temper he used to be. He took a few deep breaths to adjust his breathing. He calmly said: "The Regent has issued an order. We should still fight, but how much we should fight, but how much we should be careful! You dog slaves, don't be like howling. It's one thing for him to fight, but! How can we fight, it's another thing!"

"Master, you mean..."

Several big slaves are all smart.

Haoge sneered: "Even if we can't destroy Xu Changqing in this battle, we have to scare him well! Let him understand that the power of my Qing Dynasty is not something that he, Nikan, can provoke?!"

...

"Why is the dog thing so ink?! Brother, this Nikan doesn't want to be foolish, right?"

In a flash, more than ten minutes passed. Seeing that Haoge's head was in front of him, it was slow to move. Duoduo's new and old hatreds surged into his heart at the same time, his eyes turned blood red, and his murderous intent was almost overflowing.

Dorgon's eyes were slightly turbid, but his spirit was packed up a lot, full of coldness

He sneered, "It's normal for Hauge to make up some horsepower, don't worry."

As he said that, he waved his hand to greet a confidant slave and said coldly: "Immediately notify Prince Li and Prince Zheng, after Haoge charges, add and subtract personnel according to the situation!"

"twitter!"

Seeing the slave leaving in a hurry, Duoduo shivered and hurriedly looked at Dorgon: "Brother, don't you want to play really?"

Dorgon sighed deeply and smiled bitterly: "Fifteen, don't you understand? We have no chance anymore. Look, Haoge is going to lose a lot of money this time."

...

Seeing that the troops of Haoge's Zhenglan Banner still did not launch an attack for more than ten minutes, Xu Changqing couldn't help but relax.

Not far away from Xu Changqing, many hot air balloons have almost filled the ammunition consumed, and dozens of them have been launched again.

Not to mention that the others are almost loaded, even if there are dozens of ammunition-filled hot air balloons, the Model Army already has the capital to be invincible.

Although war horses are beasts and cannot speak, they are very spiritual.

Even though the war horses of the Haoge tribe did not participate directly in the war, the sadness of the "rabbit and fox" is contagious. So many similar corpses are in front of you, how could these war horses not respond?

At that time, those war horses with masters may have to die, but no one can say that those war horses without masters!

In a daze, dozens of hot air balloons were launched. Li Fengshou also took off at this time. He gave Xu Changqing a thumbs up and said that they were all ready.

Xu Changqing smiled and replied to him with his thumbs up and looked at the sky to the west.

At this time, it was almost 5:30, and the sky in the distance was already red. Although the sky was dark late in the late summer and early autumn, the twilight reflected in the red has begun to rise between the sky and the earth.

In addition, the continuous rise of smoke from the fires everywhere also indicates that the real twilight will soon arrive.

However, Xu Changqing quickly frowned.

Today’s chaos may have changed the microclimate here. It’s not surprising that it rains at night. You must hurry up!

Xu Changqing folded his hands together, closed his eyes, and murmured to pray.

Even if it rains have a huge impact on the cavalry, it has a greater impact on the model army dominated by firearms.

Even though it really rains, the model army still has the confidence to fight against the Qing army, but the cost is really high.

Even if 10,000 or even 20,000 people are killed in battle, it is normal...

Xu Changqing didn't think much about it at this time, but gradually relaxed and enjoyed the last silence of the storm.

The so-called "Planning depends on people, and success depends on heaven."

Everything depends on who is stronger and who is darker!

But this land is the land of the Ming Dynasty, the territory where the descendants of Yan and Huang have lived for countless years. Countless ancestors, generation after generation, have shed countless blood and sweat here, and countless ancestors have buried their bones here!

Xu Changqing believes that they will bless themselves, the Ming Dynasty, the Chinese nation, and their descendants!

God, I will bless China!

Perhaps Xu Changqing's prayer really worked. Haoge had no ink marks for too long. In just a few minutes, the terrifying sound of horse hooves suddenly swept across!
Chapter completed!