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Chapter 184 Occasionally

At this time, the Jurchens were indeed full of enterprising spirit, and after each battle, there would be generous spoils to be distributed.

The things that were plundered on the battlefield were of course from the Khan and the Bellers, but each of the Eight Banners soldiers who participated in the battlefield would definitely have their own share. In addition to those who were handed over to the masters of Niulu, the rest could be kept by themselves. The Jurchens were also terriblely poor now. Whether it was the Ming army robes they stripped off, the scattered silver they collected, including horses, baggage and food, boots and cloth shoes, these were all good things that could make the Eight Banners soldiers extremely excited.

After these battles, the unfavorable situation that the Jurchens threatened by the Ming Dynasty would be broken, and the so-called Great Jin Kingdom would truly establish a firm foothold. In addition to the enslaved Ahas, thinking of such a prospect is enough to make the Eight Banners full of energy and not take it seriously.

In the night, the torches formed long snakes emitting firelight. Zhang Han put on his clothes and looked up at the high place. He saw fire dragons constantly spreading to the northwest. The farthest firelight could no longer be seen clearly. There were also teams preparing to set off with torches behind.

Nuerhaci seized the contradictions and gaps of the Ming army, and made full use of the intelligence advantages, and also took advantage of the disagreement of the generals of the Ming army and the unfavorable shortcomings. In terms of total force, the Eight Banners were far behind the Ming army. In each battle, the Eight Banners attacked less, almost like autumn wind swept away fallen leaves. On the first day of March, two battles were fought until dark, and the Ming army's Western Route Army were wiped out. Now the army rushed towards the Ming army's northern route. The commander of the Northern Route Army was cowardly and incompetent, with few people, and the elite was not as many as the Western Route Army. It can be imagined what the result would be to wait for the 20,000 Ming army.

The Eight Banners were also full of morale, and no noise was allowed during the march. When they were on their way, some Eight Banners soldiers were still whispering in a low voice. Zhang Han listened for a while and stopped listening. Most of the words were boasting about his military achievements, which were nothing more than how many Han soldiers were killed, how many robes and shoes were stripped off, and how much silver was collected. After hearing this, he could only make him feel depressed.

Before dawn, the moon sets and the stars disappear without a trace, only the stars emit bright light.

The sound of horse hooves and the whispers and laughter gradually became silent. Voices came from Zhang Han's camp. The Jurchens who were guarding him were all wearing armor, and all of them looked bad on their faces.

Shumu looked unlucky. He did not make any military achievements in this battle that determined the fate of the Eight Banners. His Niu Luezhen position was getting farther and farther away from him, and nothing was seized. Shumu's expression must have been particularly brilliant when he returned to Hetuala when facing those arrogant partners.

Tan Tai was yawning on the side, his face was much calmer. His mission was to protect and serve Zhang Han well. This was an order issued by his banner master Huang Taiji himself. Regardless of whether Tan Tai went to the battlefield or not, a credit had been obtained.

Li Laibin and his men dig a stove on a shallow slope to make a fire, and prepared to heat some dry food to eat. The rice porridge and dried fish were soaked together. It was a simple version of fish porridge, and the aroma spread out soon.

"Zhang Han, I heard you won't go to Bi Ziyu?"

When he came back from the second half of the night, he had already found out that the Ming army of the North Road had passed the Sanchakou yesterday and met with the baggage battalion of the West Road Army. More than 20,000 troops were divided into three parts, forming the shape of a "中" character. Malin led the main force to the center. The baggage battalion and the supervising military officer Pan Zongyan were at the front ends. The three battalions were considered to be mutually supportive. However, according to the Tangma report, there was a big problem with the Ming army's camp. The three camps were too far apart, and Malin was the backstand, which was very consistent with the past information of the Later Jin Dynasty. Malin, the general, was indeed cowardly.

After hearing the voices, Zhang Han moved his gaze from the heads of the large team marching with torches and turned to the direction where the voices came.

"It's four Baylors."

Zhang Han showed a very respectful expression on his face and bent down from afar.

Not kneeling down to these captive chiefs is also a move that Zhang Han proudly prides himself on his identity. After all, he is not a subordinate of the Jurchens, and only he knows the real reason.

Huang Taiji rode his horse over with a smile, jumped off the horse with agility and flexibility, and reached out to help Zhang Han. He was wearing a green half-old robe, not wearing armor, and just an ordinary warm hat on his head. Only a huge east bead made of tassels showed the extraordinary status of his master.

In the piercing side of the horse's belly, Huang Taiji's huge step bow was placed in it, and on the other side was a one-handed sword made of fine iron hanging.

Zhang Han noticed that Huang Taiji's robe's chest, hem, and cuffs were covered with blood everywhere. He knew that in the historical record, Huang Taiji took the lead in the battle to rush forward, with bows and arrows fired, and then used a knife to kill the enemy. It seemed that the record was not false, and it was not as boasted as other records of the Jurchens.

"I felt the wind and cold in the lower part, and I felt tired." Zhang Han explained to Huang Taiji: "I can't drive with the army anymore."

Huang Taiji turned to Tan Tai and said, "When you return to the big city, you go to my mansion to get ginseng and tell them that you will be the oldest one."

Zhang Han said with an uneasy expression: "How dare you be the Four Beile give me so much? Besides, I am just a little cold."

"This is your weak body." Huang Taiji said with a blushing face: "It's nothing to live in the city on weekdays. If you fight with the army many times, you Han people will be weaker."

Zhang Han showed a look of shame on his face and thanked him alone.

Huang Taiji said to Shu Mu again: "Protect Master Zhang and you will make a great contribution and will give you half a future."

Shu Mu was overjoyed. Although this was not called to reinstate him, it was better than to be futile.

Huang Taiji comforted Zhang Han a few more words. Seeing that the army had already gone, he said goodbye to Zhang Han again and left in a hurry.

On the way, Huang Taiji thought about his words and deeds carefully, and felt that there was nothing wrong with it. Then he thought: "This Zhang Han seemed to be scared on the battlefield, and it is not surprising that although I can't see through this person, he is just a Han man from the Ming Dynasty, and his weakness in his foundation cannot escape."

At the same time, Zhang Han's eyes also showed a sense of relief. Huang Taiji was too concerned about him. Behind his superficial concern was constant testing and guarding. If he followed the Eight Banners Soldiers to fight for several ways and sleep in the open for several days, it would certainly make Liang Xing and others continue to be tempered and improved, but it is also likely that he would be too ostentatious and high-profile in front of Huang Taiji. Now it seems that the decision on the whim actually got unexpected good results.

After dawn, the Eight Banners soldiers were almost finished. At this time, many Banners and Han soldiers came from the direction of Sarhu. Their expressions were much weaker. After all, they had cleaned the battlefield for a day and a night, and they might not have a rest for a minute and ran here again. This was indeed a chore.

Moreover, the battlefield has been initially cleaned, and the Ming army's robes and valuable things must have been searched. Even if there is a fish that escapes the net and is carefully turned out, it must be in a few cases. This time it is purely cleaning the battlefield, so everyone's face is completely unlucky.

It was bright and Zhang Han and others had enough porridge and stood on the hillside to watch the situation in front of them.

From the valley to the riverside, to the depths of the dense forest halfway up the mountain, there are Ming army corpses everywhere, and there are pools of frozen blood on the ground, black and red, like spots that suddenly grow on the ground.

There were discarded flags and weapons thrown away everywhere. The dead horses were first piled up together. The flagists peeled off their fur, removed uneasy things and cut off the meat. For them, these dead horse meat might be the best reward. When they were peeling and picking up the meat, these people finally made cheerful jokes.

The Ming army's flags, golden drums and other objects were gathered together and piled up into hills, which could also be recycled and reused.

The weapons were put together in bundles and quickly piled into small hills. Only then did everyone understand what it means to pile up like a mountain of armor.

Armor, helmet, leather belt, insertion, and all kinds of residual materials are still piled up like mountains.

By noon, more than 10,000 people were stripped of more than 1,000 flag soldiers and Han army into pigs, and the corpses were piled up in chaos. A Niu Luezhen came to chat with Zhang Han. According to him, he had to wait until all the big battle was over before all the old, weak, women and children would be sent out to cooperate with flag soldiers to dig holes. Don’t look at the cold weather now, and the flowers would soon bloom in spring. At that time, the corpses would be corrupt and stench and spread the plague.

As for those who die in the deep mountains and dense forests, they don’t have to pay attention to it. There are few people and many wild animals. Nature will help the Jurchens solve the bodies.

Zhang Han knew that decades later, the bodies of the Ming army along Kuandian were still discovered from time to time, and dozens or hundreds were piled together. The Ming army in front of him could be buried underground, but the person who was still talking and breathing yesterday was stripped of his seldom lying on the ground today. No matter what, he felt a sense of sadness in his heart.

"Let's go, our work is done." Zhang Han looked around, Liang Xing and Chang Wei stood on the left and right sides of him, Liang Xing's face was solemn. At this time, he struggled from a pure military perspective, and his mind was severely damaged. Chang Wei's face was much more resolute. Over this period, Chang Wei was matured thousands of miles a day. Zhang Han often thought that bringing his cousin to such a level was the right way to entrust his uncle. However, such a cousin returned to Xinpingbao may not be able to please people. With gain and loss, life is really difficult to achieve.

On the second day of the lunar month, the main force of the Later Jin army moved to Shangjian Cliff on the Fullerha Mountain more than 30 miles northwest. There was the main force of the Marin division here to set up camp, dredging trenches, scouts, and divided the troops into the shape of the Pin character. It seemed to be strict, but in the words of later generations, there was no use for it... After camping at night, he heard that the Ming army on the west road was wiped out, and the army was furious. Malin was also very scared and flinched and did not make a decision... Although Pan Zongyan, the military supervisor, was civil, was extremely courageous. He advised Malin to march quickly and not delay the fighter here. Malin refused to listen and scattered the battalions, far apart, saying that they were in a horn, but they were completely fighting on their own.
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