Chapter 1277

in the early morning, the gentle morning sun appears from the cloud layer on the East horizon, bringing infinite vitality to this spring morning.

The noise inside and outside the Ming army camp has been restored to calm. Only the campfire, which was not completely burned last night, is still fluttering in the wind.

However, the firewood is about to run out, which means that these bonfires have entered the end of life.

At this time, the results of last night's war are also fully counted out.

In this battle, the Ming army captured nearly 2000 levels of Tartar's head, all of them were adult strong men, all of them belonged to the main level of the military array in the later Jin Dynasty, and zhennu's head level also had 6700 ranks.

There are nearly 3000 horse corpses in the later Jin Dynasty, and nearly 2000 dead horses in the Ming army.

Five thousand corpses of war horses, even one hundred thousand of the Ming army, are enough for a carnival dinner.

As for weapons, armor and camp materials, there are countless. If you want to make a complete statistics, I'm afraid it will take at least a day or two.

This is the end of the battle. Although we are tacitly aware of it, we have already got the score in our hearts. This is the end of the battle.

With the victory of this battle, we have made an account of all aspects.

After a hard day and night of hard fighting, at this time, except for the soldiers on duty and the firemen who were busy handling the horse meat, most of the children returned to their temporary camps to rest.

But Li Yuanqing, sun Chengzong, Chen Zhong, Zu dashou, Zhang pan and other generals were all in the big tent of Li Yuanqing in Changsheng camp, quietly waiting for news from the north.

After all, this kind of thing can not only rely on the unilateral wishful thinking of the Ming army, and it can be ended if it wants to be finished.

If Huang Taiji wants to fight again, the Ming army will have to accompany him.

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At this time, the temporary camp of the main force of the later Jin army was very quiet at the edge of a hillside forest about 20 miles northeast of Pinggu city.

However, unlike the Ming army, it was quiet after excitement. Even though the officers and soldiers still had a smile in their sleep, the Houjin army camp at this time was just like a lonely morgue. It was as quiet as if there was no breath of living people

Huang Taiji 's magnificent gold tent is full of misty smoke. In the white jade ashtray beside it, dozens of cigar heads are scattered and piled up in 00.

Huang Taiji doesn't like cigars as a pastime. He is very strict with himself and has a high pursuit in his heart.

If the analysis of Huang Taiji's favorite pastime, can be roughly divided into two kinds

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