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Chapter 359 The Death of Aobai

Oboi and the remaining Eight Banners Army formed a Spanish phalanx. Outside were spearmen, behind were bird gunmen and turtledove gunmen, and in the middle were cannons.

The group of Ming army infantry rushing in front rushed too fast, but more than 20 people were overturned by Qing army cannons. However, the Qing army's red-barrier cannons had only one round of launch opportunities. It would take at least six minutes for the next round of launch to be needed for the extremely slow loading of the red-barrier cannons.

The França machine has a fast firing rate, but the França machine has a very close range.

Zhao Peng gathered all the scattered soldiers together, with a total of 2,800 scattered soldiers shooting at the Qing army formation at the range of the Qing army's Fran aircraft three hundred steps away.

"Bang bang bang" The rifled rifle burst out with a bean-like gunfire, and dense bullets shot towards the Qing army crowd. Only screams were heard one after another. The Qing army's bird gunner, turtledove gunner and Fran machine gunner fell one after another.

The 4,000-strong infantry formation of the Ming army took neat steps and walked forward step by step towards the incomplete Qing army formation.

In desperation, Obai made a desperate order: "Roar up! Fight with Mingdo."

But how could the remaining more than a thousand melee Qing soldiers rely on nearly 4,000 flintlock spearmen? With Gong Xiaoda's order, the 1,300 flintlock spearmen in the front row of the 4,000 Ming army fired.

"Bang bang bang" dense bullets shot towards the Qing soldiers seventy steps away. The group of Qing soldiers rushing up was filled with snow and mist, screaming in succession, and a large area of ​​Qing soldiers in front fell down.

After the first row of 1,300 musketeers were shot, they immediately retreated. The second row of musketeers pulled the trigger, and another row of roaring gunshots rang out. The Qing soldiers in front of them screamed and fell down a large area. After the second row of shooting, they immediately retreated and loaded the bullets. After the third row of musketeers were shot, they also retreated.

At this time, the first row of musketeers had just loaded up, picked up the flintlock rifle, aimed at the Qing army's rushing forward. In this cycle, the gunfire did not stop for a moment.

The Ming army musketeers retreated and fired repeatedly, always maintaining a distance from the Qing army. The flintlock spear kept roaring, knocking the Qing army that was trying to rush up one by fifty steps away.

After several continuous rounds of shooting, only a few dozen Qing soldiers who could stand in front of them were left, leaving only the Qing generals such as Oboi, Zhang Tianlu, Murima, and their Goshha in the middle, and everyone was injured.

Obai's right arm was penetrated by a lead bullet, and blood flowed continuously. He was also shot on his left shoulder, his collarbone was broken, and his left arm could not be lifted at all. The war horse under his crotch was also shot several times, and he fell to the ground and made a sad neigh. Everyone around Obai was injured. His younger brother Murima was covered in blood, but he just held on for one breath and did not fall down.

"Preparation!" Gong Xiaoda's flag gun was about to point forward.

"Slow!" Zhao Peng stopped Gong Xiaoda, who was about to order the last round of fire.

The Ming army put away the gun and held it on the ground, with bayonets facing the sky, and more than 4,000 soldiers stood upright.

Zhao Peng rode out of the Ming army formation on a horse, walked sixty steps away from Aobai and the others, picked up a tin trumpet, and shouted at Aobai and the others: "General Ao, it's a chaotic time and it's time to hire people. General Ao, you surrender. We are all East Asians, we need you to fight side by side and attack the Red-Farewell Yi together."

"Surrender? I will not surrender if my loyal ministers don't serve the second master!" Oboi smiled bitterly, then he turned to Murima and the others and said, "Sixth brother, and brothers, you can surrender. I will sacrifice my country today!"

After saying that, Oboi used all his last strength to push Murima and the others away, and tried to lift his injured right arm. The steel knife in his hand blew hard towards his neck, and a blood sword splattered into the air. Oboi shook it a few times and slowly fell down.

"Third brother, third brother!" Murima came forward crying, hugging Oboi's body and burst into tears.

"We will never surrender!" Oboi's Goshha also drew his sword and committed suicide.

Murima slowly let go of Obai's body, turned to stand up, and looked at Zhao Peng with hatred: "Thief, my third brother is dead, I Murima will never live alone!"

After saying that, Murima also pulled out the knife and wiped her neck.

None of the remaining Eight Banners soldiers of the Manchus surrendered, and all drew their swords to commit suicide. In the end, only Zhang Tianlu and the twelve Eight Banners Han troops were left.

"I surrender, don't kill me, don't kill me!" Zhang Tianlu knelt on the ground and begged.

The twelve Eight Banners Han soldiers also knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, expressing their willingness to surrender and be loyal to the Ming Dynasty.

Zhao Peng sneered: "What's the use of keeping these greedy people who are afraid of death? Come on, you'll pull all these traitors down and chop them down!"

The Ming soldiers surrounded and dragged all Zhang Tianlu and the twelve Eight Banners Han troops down. The Ming soldiers drew their swords and raised their swords and fell. The heads of Zhang Tianlu and the twelve Eight Banners Han troops landed on the ground one after another.

Zhao Peng ordered: "Do you have a good burial of Obai and the others. As for Zhang Tianlu and his Han army, the bodies were thrown into the pile of corpses."

Oboi, Murima and a group of Mangoba Geshiha's corpses were carried down by the Ming army, prepared coffins for them, and then selected a cemetery for burial. As for Zhang Tianlu and the headless traitors, they were thrown into the pile of dead Qing soldiers, and then poured tiny oil and burned them to ashes with a handful of fire.

In this battle, the Ming army won a great victory. Only less than 20,000 Qing troops ran away. More than 90,000 elite Qing troops were annihilated, more than 30,000 of them were killed or died by trampling on each other. The remaining more than 60,000 desperate Qing troops surrendered and became prisoners.

"Reported to the Grand Commander, he captured 63,237 real and fake Jianshu, including 7,623 real slaves; 12,139 Mongolian Tartars; 14,371 fake Han slaves; 29,104 green camps." Gong Xiaoda, who had cleaned the battlefield, came to report.

"Take the prisoners down and send them all to Tianjin, and wait for the ship to come to Qiongzhou." Zhao Peng nodded. After capturing so many prisoners, this is the biggest gain. These prisoners are not only young and middle-aged laborers, but also in their future global strategies, they are also soldiers, and they can contribute to China's territory in the future.

Just when Gong Xiaoda was about to order all the prisoners to Dagukou, Zhao Peng shouted: "Slow down! Just send the prisoners of the green camp away. Keep all the prisoners of the Eight Banners, and use them as bargaining chips for negotiation."

The reason why Zhao Peng changed his mind was because he had to negotiate with the little emperor Fulin next. If the negotiations were successful, it would be best to take them back without bloodshed. If the negotiations were not completed, order the city to be siege.

If the negotiations were successful, Fulin led the Qing Dynasty to surrender to the Ming Dynasty. Zhao Peng would show them a clear way at that time, which was the conditions we had discussed with Dorgon before. The Qing army marched westward to the Western Regions. The Ming army helped them train and provide weapons, so that the Qing army and the Mongols could fight along the way to Central Asia and incorporate a large area of ​​Central Asia into China.

At this time, Central Asia was still the territory of the gods. Compared with the gods, the Chinese identity between the Manchus and Mongols who believed in Buddhism would be much stronger. At that time, it would be much easier to use the Manchus and Mongols to deal with those gods than the Ming Dynasty itself.

Central Asia is a strategic location connecting East Asia and West Asia, East Asia and Europe. By controlling Central Asia, you can remotely control West Asia. Moreover, Central Asia itself has rich oil resources underground, and West Asia has the richest oil resources in the world.

Zhao Peng's appetite is not that big, and he does not intend to include the territory of the West Asian gods in his own territory because it is difficult to manage. However, Central Asia must take it down. Through Central Asia, he can control the vast majority of the world's oil resources.

In this era, oil seems to have no use. At most, it is used to make tincture oil for siege, defending cities and naval battles, or to extract kerosene to replace expensive whale oil to light the lamp. But Zhao Peng knew that in the future, oil is an important energy source. After entering the industrial age in the future, oil is the blood of industry and the blood of war machines. Whoever controls oil will control world finance.
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