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Chapter 168: The Qing soldiers who are defeated but not defeated

The defeat was like a mountain of fall, and Jingzhou once again witnessed the Jedi counterattack. The arrogant army of yam often failed here.

Wu Sangui bypassed Dongting Lake and fled north from Taojiang. He worked tirelessly along the way, crossing the river and burning bridges, allowing him to escape the pursuit. However, he misled the Eight Banners soldiers behind him. When Haoge and Ajige saw that Wu Sangui had lost the news, and the defeated soldiers shouted that the commander was dead, the two of them would no longer dare to organize a counterattack on the spot.

Wu Sangui successfully saved all his direct lineages, but he suffered from the Green Camp soldiers transferred from the north. The main force of the Qing army, more than 200,000 Green Camp soldiers, lost the command and dispatch of the central army, and the various troops transferred from the occupied areas lost their command and command, and they were immediately in chaos. They also knew that they could flee north, but some could no longer find the north, so they ran where there were fewer people.

In order to expand the results of the battle as much as possible, the Ming army divided its troops to chase and chased various defeated soldiers. The prefectures and counties along the way were their territory. The Qing soldiers chased them tightly and had not had time to occupy them. This increased the fear of the defeated soldiers. Every time they passed by the city, they ran faster, for fear that the city gate would open and chase a group of Ming soldiers. At this time, the wind was really loud and the grass and trees were all soldiers.

Hou Xuanyan and Xia Wanchun, who had been chasing for a night, soon chased to the front. It was dawn, and Hou Xuanyan rode on the hills on the outskirts of Baling City, and looked into the distance. The Qing soldiers in front had already crossed the Yangtze River, and seemed to have advanced and retreated in moderation, without the appearance of defeated soldiers. They retreated decisively, and even the war horses were thrown by the river. Countless horses were shaking their hooves by the river. Hou Xuanyan raised the horse whip and pointed to the river and asked, "Brother Duan, which Qing soldiers are this?"

Xia Wanchun lifted the reins of the horse, reached out to block his forehead and said, "Look at the flags of the Taurus, they should be from Haoge."

These people fought in Jiangshan and Wuchang Prefecture's naval forces. Although these soldiers outside the pass were not used to taking boats, they pulled out arrows and shot them angrily without any disadvantage. The Wuchang Navy was in a lowlander, and most of their ships were trough ships for transporting troops. The Huguang warships were surrendered to the Qing soldiers. The navy was anxious that the navy could not stop these people from crossing the river. The leader of the navy, He Zhicun, saw Hou Xuanyan's flag from afar, and came ashore to see him with shame: "The commander-in-chief, the flag was incompetent, and he did not intercept the river and annihilate the enemy."

Hou Xuanyan nodded gently and sighed: "The Yellow Banners... The Eight Banners soldiers of the two Yellow Banners are well-known and should not be underestimated. If you don't take this opportunity to annihilate them in one fell swoop, you will meet them in the future and will be a strong opponent, and the outcome is still unknown."

Xia Wanchun nodded and said, "Our cavalry can't cross the river. Let's get off the horse and cross the river to chase!"

Hou Xuanyan hesitated, and after a moment he stomped his feet and said, "Cross the river!"

Fengzi Camp chased him too quickly, with a total of 5,000 people, and a thousand people stayed on the road to recruit surrendered soldiers. The 4,000 horses and the Wuchang defenders carried by the navy were only more than 20,000. Hou Xuanyan was uneasy, but he was really unwilling to let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so he decided to cross the river to pursue him. "First stick to them, and wait until our army arrives later, then go forward to fight." The generals around him didn't agree with it. They were still immersed in the joy of victory, not caring about it at all.

Xia Wanchun directed his men and horses to board the riverside, and left the war horses by the riverside, and ordered several teams to stay here, waiting for the friendly troops behind to confiscate the war horses.

The water flowed smoothly on the river. In the middle of winter, the river surface did not freeze, but the water mist was heavy. After the Ming army crossing the river went ashore one after another, Hou Xuanyan stood at the bow and looked back, and there were still many ships squeezing around the river. He stood at the bow and commanded the gathering of people and horses. Suddenly, the shouts of killing sounded in front of him. Ajige returned and brought a small group of two white flags to fight back to the river. Now it is a half-crossing situation, and it is the most difficult to meet the enemy. Fortunately, Ajige's main force is still retreating, and this team of people is fighting back just to gain time.

Ajige and Haoge did not know that Hou Xuanyan missed the best time to avenge among these Ming army vanguards. However, this small group of Qing soldiers still caused enough trouble. Hou Xuanyan rushed to meet the enemy. The Eight Banners soldiers were skilled in bows and horses, and they often shot their children and children in succession. After a round of arrows, the Ming army crossed the river without any cover.

The fog on the riverside in the early morning was very thick. Hou Xuanyan didn't know how many Qing soldiers had arrived, so he didn't dare to be careless. He commanded everyone to go to the boat for a while and a cold arrow shot towards Hou Xuanyan's face. The personal soldiers beside him were quick-eyed and pushed Hou Xuanyan away with a feather arrow, and a blood mark was rubbed on his cheek. Hou Xuanyan stood at the bow of the boat. Although he could avoid the deadly arrow, he lost his balance and fell into the water.

So cold! The river water poured into the armor instantly froze him to the point of losing his intuition, and his hands and feet became disobedient. In the midst of the winter, the river water was so cold that it was so cold that Hou Xuanyan felt that his armor had turned into a weight of ten thousand pounds and slowly sank with him. At this moment, a feather arrow broke through the air again and happened to be inserted on Hou Xuanyan's shoulder that stretched out from the river.

The soldiers and generals around were shocked. They hurriedly took off their clothes and jumped into the water. Seven or eight men pulled him, protected him from being shot by the bow and arrow, and dragged him to the edge of the boat. Xia Wanchun's face changed drastically, and he rushed to the bow of the boat to direct everyone to pull them up with ropes. Everyone dragged Hou Xuanyan into the cabin, removed the armor on his body. He took him naked, wiped his body dry, cleaned up and bandaged his wounds, and wrapped him with cotton clothes.

Ajige was unsure. After a counterattack for a while, he hurriedly retreated. The heavy fog on the river made each other very afraid, and no one knew how many troops the enemy had. Xia Wanchun looked pale as Hou Xuanyan looked pale, his lips trembled but he couldn't make a sound, and ordered the escort Hou Xuanyan back to the other side.

Hou Xuanyan lost his intuition all over his body. After drying, he slowly relieved himself and stretched out his hand tremblingly. He was extremely anxious. Once the fighter shot was missed, there would never be such a chance again. Even if he was himself, he would not dare to bet again. Xia Wanchun held his hand and asked, "Supervisor, are you awake?"

Hou Xuanyan raised his head hard and found that he could not lift it up at all. Xia Wanchun hurriedly lowered his head and leaned against his mouth.

"Around... bypass... these Manchu soldiers, kill... kill the Green Camp, and recruit them... Xiang... Xiangyang, Xiangyang." Hou Xuanyan's mind was clear. With tens of thousands of people, he could not defend any city in Jingxiang. As long as he killed the Green Camp's troops, no matter how brave the Manchu soldiers were, they could only withdraw from Huguang. Otherwise, the cities here would be trapped in their cages.

Xia Wanchun nodded heavily, Hou Xuanyan used all his strength and said, "Du Yinxi... Recover Xiangyang, recover. Remember."
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