One step...two steps...three steps!
The Ming army pushed their artillery and slowly approached Lekedehun.
Every time the wheels under the cannon turned, they made a squeaking sound.
This sound is particularly harsh on the battlefield.
"I can't stand it anymore! I want to leave here!" The weak-willed Jiannu cavalry were the first to collapse.
"Anyone who surrenders will be killed without mercy!" The Jiannu general next to him drew his sword and hacked him to death.
However, this move not only failed to prevent the Jiannu soldiers from collapsing, but instead accelerated their escape.
The soldiers outside the army formation, especially those who were pointed at by the cannons, rode their horses out of the army formation and tried to escape.
But there were thousands of Ming troops blocking the way.
Not to mention people, even birds can’t fly out.
Before the Jiannu soldiers could get close to the Ming army, they were shot to death by the Ming army with arrows.
During the previous siege of the Jiannu, the battlefield space was limited and the number of Ming troops participating in the battle was also restricted.
Now the Jiannu soldiers took the initiative to leave the army and run to the vicinity of the Ming army, and the number of Ming troops participating in the battle increased exponentially.
After several rounds of arrow rain, half of the people around Leked were gone.
The remaining people had fear on their faces, and their remaining fighting spirit was quickly disappearing.
Lekedehun knew that the situation had reached a point where it could not be reversed.
He first looked around, then looked in the direction where Dorgon was fighting, and finally set his eyes on Li Dingguo's central army flag.
"Baturus of the Qing Dynasty!" Lekedehun raised the weapon in his hand and shouted loudly.
"Here!" The surrounding soldiers were shocked and responded at the same time.
"Our army has suffered heavy losses under siege and is no longer able to reverse the situation! A real man should be proud to die on the battlefield. Today is our chance."
"I am willing to face the national crisis with you!"
"Okay!" Lekedehun waved his weapon and pointed it at Li Dingguo's central army flag: "Everyone, follow me and charge forward. We will fight to the death!"
"Fight until death!" Hundreds of Jiannu soldiers shouted in unison.
"Kill!" Lekedehun rushed out first.
"Kill!" Hundreds of Jiannu cavalry rushed out.
The iron hooves of the warhorse stepped on the ground, and the dust it raised flew more than a meter high.
Lekedehun held a sharp blade in his hand and shouted as he charged: "The man standing in front of you is brave and skilled in fighting, talented in both civil and military affairs, handsome, the great-grandson of Emperor Taizu of the Qing Dynasty, the grandson of Prince Li, the second son of Prince Heshuo Yingyi, Duolo Baylor..."
When he finished shouting this, he was less than fifteen steps away from Li Dingguo.
As the distance got closer, the sound of the wind beside his ears suddenly disappeared.
Instead, there was silence.
The scene before my eyes also changed.
The Ming troops nearby seemed to have disappeared, leaving only Li Dingguo standing there alone on his horse.
Lekedehun used all his strength to tightly grasp the weapon in his hand and swung it down towards Li Dingguo.
There was no flash of knife light or blood as imagined.
All I felt was a stabbing pain in my chest and abdomen.
He looked down and found that his body was full of arrows.
The severe pain made him bend over.
hiss--
He took a deep breath, trying to ease the pain that way.
This method really works.
The pain in my body began to disappear.
Unfortunately, his strength was also disappearing.
at the same time.
Li Dingguo in his sight also began to become blurry.
With a plop.
Lekedehun fell off his horse, landed on the ground and began to twitch.
The surrounding Ming troops quickly rushed forward to stop the Eight Banners soldiers behind Lekede.
Li Dingguo urged his horse forward and came to Lekedeshen's side.
"Lekedehun." Li Dingguo called his name.
"Cough, cough." Lekede coughed twice weakly in response.
"Any last words?" Li Dingguo asked.
"Yes, cough cough." Lekedehun was about to say it, but was interrupted by his own cough.
"Sorry, I gave you the opportunity, but you didn't seize it!" Li Dingguo pulled the reins of his warhorse hard.
The warhorse raised its front hooves skillfully, then dropped them heavily.
With a "whoosh", the armored body was crushed by the iron hooves.
Li Dingguo dismounted, drew his sword, and cut off the opponent's head with a swish.
The hands of every Jiannu were stained with the blood of the people, and Lekedehun had even more blood on his hands.
To pity him would be to be cruel to oneself.
Li Dingguo would not show mercy to his enemies, let alone such inhumane enemies.
"The Ming army is mighty! The Ming army is mighty!" The surrounding soldiers burst into thunderous cheers.
Killing the Beile of Jiannu in battle was another great achievement.
The Ming army's actions attracted the attention of the remaining Jiannu soldiers.
While he was surprised, he was ambushed and killed by the nearby Ming army.
In the blink of an eye, only three or four Jiannu cavalrymen were left on the battlefield.
One of them was Lekedehun’s flag bearer.
The surrounding Ming troops rushed forward and hacked the flag-bearing soldier to death with their swords, and cut off Lekedehun's central army flag.
On the battlefield in the north, the herald ran to Dorgon and said, "My Lord, Lekedehun's central army flag has fallen!"
"Ah!" Dorgon screamed and almost fell off his horse.
"He...he..." Although Dorgon already had the answer in his heart, he never dared to say it out loud.
Lekedehun was from the Zhenghong Banner.
He is not only a royal noble, but also a pillar of the country.
If he died, how would he report to Man Dahai, the Eight Banners, or the Qing Dynasty?
"Your Highness, if nothing unexpected happens...his entire army has been wiped out!" said the herald with a sad face.
"Are you sure you didn't see it wrong?" Dorgon still couldn't believe it.
"I was not mistaken. His central army flag fell down and was never raised again."
"It's over!" Dorgon's face was full of sorrow. "In the end, I lost this battle of cutting off the food supply and retreat. If I hadn't received the news of the withdrawal in advance, I might have even lost my life."
"This time, I have been completely defeated. I am convinced!"
"Now is not the time to be sad," Fan Wencheng came to his side and reminded him, "Your Highness, please withdraw your troops quickly and return to Shengjing for support. It is the capital of the Qing Dynasty and must not be lost."
Hong Chengchou disagreed. He quickly said to Dorgon, "Your Highness, the most urgent task is to withdraw the troops from here and then quickly return to Shengjing to prepare for the relocation of the capital."
"Move the capital? Move to Hetuala?" Dorgon raised his eyelids and asked with red eyes.
"Yes!" Hong Chengchou nodded. "Shenyang has no strategic location to defend. It is better to give it up than to hold on. Then, we should follow the example of Emperor Taizu Gao (Nurhaci) and gather all the troops to fight a decisive battle with the Ming army in the Sarhu area."
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