For the overall situation and for themselves, of course they didn't want Amin to be eaten by Mingjun.

Huang Taiji was also in a hurry, and in the end he finally made up his mind to lead troops to rescue Amin himself.

He did not dare to neglect, so Huang Taiji urgently drew troops at the other two city gates.

Finally, the troops were in place and opened the city gate. Huang Taiji was about to take the troops to rescue him, but he didn't expect that the Ming army camp would actually send an order to withdraw the troops.

Huang Taiji was surprised, but he didn't care about so much, and immediately took his men to rescue Amin.

However, when he arrived and joined Amin's army, the Ming army had already faded away, leaving only the bodies of Tartar soldiers on the ground.

There are countless corpses, Huang Taiji roughly estimates that it should be around 10,000.

Ten thousand elite Eight Banners disappeared like this. This is really the flesh of Huang Taiji.

Looking at the Ming army camp, Huang Taiji wanted to attack in one fell swoop, kill the Ming army without leaving any armor, and tear Zhang Jiuyan to pieces.

But unfortunately, it was getting late at this time and it was about to dark. At this time, it was obviously not possible to attack.

In addition, after experiencing Amin's huge losses, the corpses and blood everywhere made the morale of the Eight Banners Army depressed. Huang Taiji had no choice but to choose to withdraw his troops.

"Brother, why don't you fight well? Even if Huang Taiji comes, so what?"

In the Ming army camp, Liu Zongmin couldn't figure it out that he had already wiped out half of Amin's troops. Even if Huang Taiji came to save him, he would not be afraid of him.

Besides, there are still 200,000 troops in the Ming army camp. If Huang Taiji really comes, Zhang Jiuyan can still bet on the remaining 200,000 troops.

In this way, even Huang Taiji's men could eat it.

Not only Liu Zongmin had doubts, but other generals also had such doubts.

They looked at Zhang Jiuyan with confusion and waited for Zhang Jiuyan to resolve the doubts.

Zhang Jiuyan smiled slightly and said, "You have been fighting on the battlefield for many years. You shouldn't naively think that just fighting today's battle can defeat the Eight Banners and capture Huang Taiji alive."

"Then, that, of course, that is impossible."

Although everyone wants to fight to make a decision, Liu Zongmin, Gao Jie, and all the generals,

They also knew that it was a dream to annihilate the Tartars by fighting a day. Of course, they would not really think so.

Seeing that they didn't speak, Zhang Jiuyan continued, "Since the war will not end like this, why bother to be impatient and play with them slowly.

This time, our general raised one million troops and was at the city. 70,000 to 80,000 people dig ditches and build villages here every day, just to have fun with the Tartars here.

I just want to let the Tartars dry up here, so that they can’t die, and let them know what it feels like.”

Just when Huang Taiji was drawing troops from other city gates, Zhang Jiuyan learned the news through the scout.

Zhang Jiuyan didn't have to think about it and knew that Huang Taiji was going to send troops to rescue him.

So when Huang Taiji opened the city gate and was about to lead the troops out, Zhang Jiuyan indeed ordered people to withdraw the troops and retreat the troops;

The reason for doing this is because of Zhang Jiuyan's analysis just now that this battle against the Tartars is not a war that can determine the outcome in one or two days.

To achieve the final victory, you must maintain enough patience, and also maintain the morale of the general and keep it firmly.

The basis for maintaining the morale of the army is to continue to win battles.

And it is best to win a battle where you die less and your enemies die more.

Just now, Huang Taiji brought a hundred thousand troops to rescue him, and Gao Jie's troops were besieging Amin's army.

If Huang Taiji came at this time, some of Gao Jie's soldiers would inevitably fall into a situation where they were attacked from both sides.

At that time, for these soldiers, this undoubtedly pushed them to death.

This is something Zhang Jiuyan doesn't want to see.

In addition, it was getting late at this time and it was about to get dark.

The war was not good for the Tartars this dark, and also for the Ming army. If the troops did not retreat, they would inevitably kill a thousand enemies and harm themselves in the end.

Such a war will most affect the morale of the army. If you fight such a war a few more times, you will be at risk of collapse.

In this way, it would be better to withdraw the troops in time, escape unstoppable, and come back with the military medal.

If you want to kill the Tartars more, there are opportunities, so you can take your time and you can't escape.

Everyone understood what Zhang Jiuyan meant and deeply understood that Zhang Jiuyan's considerations made sense.

Retreat in time is also the most beneficial choice for the Ming army.

Everyone was convinced, and at the same time, they had to admire Zhang Jiuyan's ability to maintain a clear mind while winning.

At this time, the army was victorious, and there was another commander in charge, and they became more confident in defeating the Tartars.

That night, the Ming army camp was filled with laughter and laughter.

Zhang Jiuyan celebrated and personally poured wine to reward the meritorious soldiers, encouraging and caring for them.

The soldiers were all extremely excited and happy. They sang songs and told stories about their hometowns, with wine and meat in their mouths, which was very lively.

Compared with the lively atmosphere of the Ming army camp, the Tartars in Shenyang City were a lifeless party.

They all lowered their heads and remained silent, while others were crying for their relatives who died in battle. The scene was extremely sad and dull.

At this time, Amin was also a eggplant made by Rushuang, which was listless.

In the past, he was proud of his appearance, but he was nowhere to be seen. Some were just discouraged, and some were angry with Zhang Jiuyan and Mingjun.

This time, more than 10,000 people were killed in the battle, half of which were his soldiers and horses. These were real Tartars, and they were all real Tartars with real tails behind their heads.

As the lord of the banner, Amin only has 8,000 soldiers under his command. These 8,000 people can be said to be the flesh of his heart.

Now that this battle has come, Amin has killed more than 5,000 people in battle, and the rest are basically injured. It can be said that his flag is already ruined.

In the world of the Tartars, everything is spoken by strength.

If you have soldiers in your hands, you are the boss, you are everything, and you have all the status.

If you lose your strength, then you are just a decoration or a false reputation. No one regards you as a dish.

Now Amin is in such a situation, you can imagine that even if the Tartars have great luck and repel the Ming army this time, Amin will have no good life.

From then on, he had no place to stand in the Tartars.
Chapter completed!