Chapter 536 The End of King Shun

Author: The beggar

Chapter 536 The End of King Shun

"What a fool. I could have caught him from the beginning, but he ran away."

Ozgen was not satisfied with this.

Before attacking the Eight Banners Army, he happily went directly to where Hauge was stationed and killed him. After all, he got the news from the prisoners.

I thought that this time I would be able to use Chun Chun's main force to win down an emperor from the Aixinjueluo family, laying a solid foundation for his future promotion to the king, but I didn't expect that Hauge ran away.

All they found was a messy settlement and Mongolian tribesmen running around to pick up trash.

After casually extorting something from the tribe to relieve his anger, Ejigen led his troops and the main force led by Zhu Cijiong attacked the Eight Banners soldiers north of Zhangjiakou. They defeated one side and killed more than a thousand people, and then captured another three thousand.

The remaining people.

Originally, if they followed the trend and kept pursuing them, this group of Eight Banners soldiers would be exhausted and they might be able to gain more gains.

But Fang Yizhi proposed the method of letting him escape and pursuing Hauge.

Only then did Ozgen lock Haug's headquarters on the vast grassland again.

"Pursue quickly. The cavalry of the black, blue, black and red army has been dispatched by me. This time I will help you intercept the Eight Banners soldiers from joining Hauge's troops. You must catch up and intercept them."

Hao Ya looked serious.

The city on the grassland was not stable, so Hauge's troops rushed to the city of Sunit. No matter what damage was caused, it might affect Black Banner's control over Khalkha Mongolia and the vast grassland.

"How could I catch a pseudo-emperor of the Aisin Gioro clan alone! How could I let go of this opportunity! Even if I die, they will have to catch me!"

Ozgen's troops quickly moved north.

The main force of the black flag has killed the main force of the eight flags, which consists of two red flags and a white flag.

The Rangers harassed them, and then Hao Ya led a team to encircle and blockade them. The Eight Banners Army soon became unable to escape and had to stop in the Chahar tribe's nomadic land, choosing to deploy defenses on the spot and resist.

But the Black Flag Army did not give them the opportunity to dig trenches to improve their defenses, and the artillery fire came very quickly.

Small cannons mounted on the backs of livestock were blasted first, and then the thunder cannons were transported over. The Eight Banners were forced to retreat in a hurry. The entire army formation was scattered in disarray by the bombing. There were constantly Eight Banners soldiers who were hurriedly avoiding most of the cannon fodder.

, and then was attacked by the Black Flag Army.

After being unable to fight, they either left two or three corpses and fled, or they knelt down and surrendered on the spot.

Because of this, the Eight Banners Army soon had a different reaction.

A group of Han soldiers from the Eight Banners scurried out like headless flies and were naturally caught by the Black Banner Army. Then a letter in their hands arrived at Zhu Cijiong's place.

"Teacher, Kong Youde wants to surrender."

"Your Highness has a good plan, why not share it with you."

After Zhu Cijiong presented the letter to Fang Yizhi, there was already some plotting on his face. Hearing this, he said directly: "It will take some time for the army to sweep away the Eight Banners. We should not accept the traitor Kong Youde, but if

Being able to use him to defeat the enemy has many benefits, so I think we might be able to make him die in the chaos."

Fang Yizhi applauded when he heard the words: "Your Highness, why don't you quickly draft a letter and ask Kong to gather more soldiers and raise the flag in the Eight Banners Formation to rebel? This will show his true intentions."

"good!"

Therefore, Jierhalang's operation of taking Geng Zhongming down and tying him to the flagpole still makes some sense.

Datong battlefield.

Jierhalang's troops led an army to break through, leaving only Geng Zhongming in the original formation.

As soon as his army left, several of Geng Zhongming's personal followers finally emerged and freed him from the flagpole. But as soon as they did, Geng Zhongming couldn't help covering his face and shouting in pain: "It's so painful!"

The situation took a turn for the worse. He was tied to the flagpole and his mental activity was at a loss for the past few days.

regret.

Not only do I regret that I followed the Eight Banners to revolt as soon as I had a brainwave, but I also regret many of the decisions I made in the first half of my life.

But now, he is in desperate situation.

"Master, the black flag has already moved up after seeing the movement of the army!"

The people below urged Geng Zhongming to make a decision, and they were so eager that they could only say the word "defeat".

But Geng Zhongming waved his hands with despair on his face and asked for one of them's saber.

No chance.

You should vote early.

But with him being tied up like this, he would have no chance at all when the black flag army surrounded him. Without the power of size, it would be impossible to think at this time anyway. Jierhalang's move only left him one way, that is

die.

"Is there any paper? No? Forget it."

After saying that, Geng Zhongming took off his clothes, cut his fingers with a knife, and swung it on his fingers.

"The guilty minister Geng Zhongming respectfully asked, and the guilty minister was ordered by the regent to station in Shaanxi and Gansu."

A blood letter with little literary talent and full of begging for mercy was written by him before the Black Flag army arrived.

At the time of writing, Black Flag's vanguard had already taken over Yangyuan County, and they quickly discovered Geng Zhongming and his party under the bare flagpole.

Then, several personal guards around Geng Zhongming became anxious.

"Master! It's too late to die! Why not wait first! There may be a turning point for the young master!"

Geng Zhongming waved his hands after hearing this.

He understood what the personal guard meant. Although he couldn't lower the black flag with his merits, his son might be able to.

But he knows his sons better.

It's simply impossible.

"Go to Black Flag yourself. You are all capable. Even if you are a slave in Black Flag, you will only be a few years. If you contribute a little in the battle, you can live like a human again. It is better than being under my king."

After persuading his subordinates.

Geng Zhongming tied a blood letter written specifically to plead for mercy to his family members who were half in the Hauge army and half under the protection of Shang Kexi on the flagpole, and then pointed the blade at himself.

There were guards nearby trying to stop him.

But his companion tugged at the corner of his clothes.

Several people knelt down and cried without saying a word. Seeing this, Geng Zhongming sighed sadly and drew his knife to kill himself.

After his body squirted on the ground and twitched painfully for a while, several of the guards looked at each other and whispered for a while, then raised it up and shouted at the black flag that had rushed over.

"This is King Huaishun of the Qing Dynasty! He committed suicide here because of his crime!"

Niu Lu was overjoyed when he heard this.

In a blink of an eye, he ordered the execution of these personal guards, and then personally beheaded Geng Zhongming with a knife.

Since King Huaishun, the false king of the Eight Banners, was killed in a formation, then naturally there can be no blood book, and it will be burned completely by fire.

Later, Tang Hanfu led his troops to pursue Jierhalang's troops who broke through the encirclement.

Chasing all the way to Wutai Mountain, the two armies fought several times along the way, making the Eight Banners soldiers' retreat more and more obvious. In front of them, Jierhalang personally charged into the battle and was shot in the forearm. If he hadn't been wearing an iron ring arm made by Liaodong Black Banner, he would have died.

I can't run much anymore.

After arriving at Wutai Mountain, the Eight Banners were afraid to go out in the mountains and forests for the time being. If they ran again, they would really run away.

Jilharang sat in the tent and felt the pain and weakness in his arm. The projectile did not penetrate the iron arm, but made a dent and impacted the forearm bones.

This caused some pain in his left arm whenever he moved it.

It made him very clearly feel that he was old and weak, and he was no longer the brave general he once was.

Looking around, many Eight Banners generals were surrounding them, all of them covered in sweat and had just recovered from the state of running for their lives.

The soldiers under his command were even more embarrassed, and Jierharang knew this.

It would be better if you could take a breather.

But Black Flag obviously won't give them a chance to relax.

I can no longer run.
Chapter completed!