"kill!"
Just as the two sides were about to meet, Buck Yong rushed in sideways and completely put an end to his idea of saving people.
It's over.
The moment his charge was interrupted, Dorgon knew that Ebilun was finished.
Because Ajige failed to stop the Ming army's infantry.
In fact, this cannot be blamed on Ajige, after all, he had too few troops.
If you attack the left wing, the Ming army's right wing and center army will maintain their formation and continue to attack. If you attack the center army, the left and right wings will support you.
It's impossible to stop it.
What's more, the weather was hot and the personnel and horses were already exhausted.
If the fighting continued, the Ming army would fall to the ground from heatstroke without them having to do anything.
The deputy governor was unable to stop Liu Wenyao.
With equal numbers, they were no match for the Ming army.
"Retreat! Retreat!" Dorgon shouted with gritted teeth after making a half circle.
As Dorgon led the main force away, Ebilun and more than a thousand Eight Banners soldiers were trapped in the encirclement of the Ming army.
Wang Yongji and Ma Dai took the opportunity to separate from Ebilun and went to the outskirts of the battlefield to rest.
Just after taking a sip of water, Wang Yongji, Ma Dai, Bakeyong and Liu Wenyao who had just arrived received Huang Degong's military order: pursue Dorgon and continue to use the strategy of tiring the enemy.
The four men did not dare to delay and could only follow the order and continue the pursuit.
The only ones left on the entire battlefield were Huang Degong's 30,000 infantrymen and Ebilun and his more than 1,000 cavalrymen.
Looking at the dense array of armor-piercing spears, Ebilun became desperate.
Even though his men were all heavy cavalry, they were unable to break through the Ming army's spear formation.
"No killing for surrender! No killing for surrender!"
The Ming troops on the periphery shouted in unison.
Seeing this, the rest of the Ming army also followed suit and shouted in agreement: "Surrender and you won't be killed! Surrender and you won't be killed!"
Will surrender really mean no killing?
Of course not!
Asking them to surrender was just an excuse, the real purpose was to reduce casualties on their side. After these people laid down their weapons, the Ming army would rush forward and behead these surrendered soldiers.
The head of the Northern Tartar is worth twenty taels of silver, how can we not kill him?
Ebilun took a deep breath and slowly put his saber in front of his chest: "I, Ebilun, am a member of the Manchu Niuhulu clan and the Bordered Yellow Banner of the Qing Dynasty. I will never surrender to you!"
"Eight Banners soldiers, with me..."
Bang!
Before Ebilun could finish his last words, a Ming soldier holding a bird gun pulled the trigger: "Fuck you, why are you yelling so loudly? You scared me!"
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