Li Yangeng, who is familiar with the combat power of Jurchen cavalry, feels that he can turn the tide.

At first, his idea was not to resist Dorgon's three thousand white flag slave cavalry, but to catch them off guard when the slave cavalry was trapped and exhausted after the war.

Even though Liu Xingzuo's eight thousand men were killed and Wang Jukui died in battle outside Xinzhou City, Li Yangeng still believed that he could save 170,000 people in the city by his own strength.

A mere three thousand Jianlu is not worth worrying about!

Li Yangeng rode on his horse, looking at the killing fields, still passionately and loudly said:

"Although I am a fake slave, I am lying in the blood of my Han family. It is finally time to serve the country's kindness and wash away the shame!"

"The Tartars came from afar and they were bound to lack supplies. They wanted to fight quickly and had just experienced a great battle. They calmed down their hearts and were tired and lazy!"

"You just need to follow me, surround me, and break the way in one go!"

"The soldiers will defeat this team of slaves and slaughter the old chief's son Dorgon will be the captive to comfort the king's heart. At that time, you will follow me to return to the Ming Dynasty and join in the great righteousness!"

"We are dignified Han people, and we are never fake slaves!"

Li Yangeng made a speech at the forefront and successfully drove everyone's anger. These Ming troops in Liao, who were forced to be captured, raised their swords and guns and cheered:

"We are Han people, not fake slaves!"

"Kill the enemy!!"

The preaching here also attracted Dorgon's attention.

He looked at the other party's united momentum and was shocked and hesitated for a moment. After all, Li Yangeng's words were true.

The three thousand iron cavalry of the white flag had just fought with the eight thousand horse bandits, and more than a hundred were killed. The rest were injured, and some scouts were dispersed to inquire about the news.

At this time, we should have avoided the edge and slowly defeated it.

"Hiss~"

The horses as if they smelled the aura of war, and began to sniff uneasily. Dorgon thought about it again and again, and then decided to hold the reins of the horse with one hand:

"Benbele was ordered by the Khan to go to war, but he did not expect that there were so many Han people on my land of Dajin to oppose my Dajin!"

"Benbele has ordered that he will not be sealed for three days when he arrives in Xinzhou!"

If you don’t seal a knife for three days, you can’t give it a random order. It’s almost like telling them that you can burn, kill, and loot at will when you arrive in Xinzhou.

The woman you snatch is yours.

The gold, silver and treasures you snatch are yours.

Under the butcher's knife, every Han dog killed is a future that can be used as a future for attacking Liao territory. This kind of good thing is a fatal temptation for every Jurchen person.

Moreover, they did not think that this Han cavalry, which had only 4,000 people, would pose any threat to their 3,000 great Jin Iron Cavalry.

In Liao, a thousand iron cavalry defeated ten thousand Ming troops, which was just a common thing.

"The Jurchens are not satisfied with ten thousand, and they are invincible!"

This sentence was first sung by countless Ming troops who were beaten to death by them, and coupled with Nurhaci's deliberate propaganda, it became a situation where the Ming army heard about the golden change.

Two years ago, Shenyang garrison He Shixian did not obey Xiong Tingbi's orders and left the city without authorization, but ended up in a corpse in the wild. This is the best example.

Once the Ming army leaves the city, no matter how many people, the cavalry of the Dajin have the confidence to defeat them. This is confidence and even more strength!

When Dorgon thought of this, he clenched his fists.

To be honest, although he was very confident on the surface, he was unsure of it. He had already fought a war and still didn't know whose other party was.

This confused battle always makes people feel depressed.

Li Yangeng led his cavalry and rushed with Dorgon's Zhengbai Banner Cavalry. The row of cavalry in front of him was all over the horse and screamed and was shot down and off the horse.

A Ming army was knocked off the horse by the Jurchen cavalry. Although he quickly turned over, he was still penetrated by the tiger gun stabbed behind him and lost any resistance.

Li Yangeng was determined to survive and die with Xinzhou City.

He looked around and found a white armored cavalry coming straight to him. He sneered in his heart and laughed and scolded:

"Damn Tartars, I'm afraid the Three Kingdoms have seen too much, and they are thinking about killing generals!"

As soon as he finished speaking, in an instant, the brave and warlike White Armored Cavalry rushed to his eyes. Li Yangeng did not dare to be careless and hurriedly stopped the reins.

The mount made a loud noise and raised its front hooves high, blocking the realization of the White Armored Crane.

Take advantage of his illness and seek his life!

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Li Yangeng suddenly exerted force without any restraint, and picked the weakest part of the right shoulder armor of the White Armored Nu Rider, and shouted:

"Dog Tartar, come on for me-!"

As he spoke, the white armored slave cavalry was picked up by Li Yangeng and even the spear in his hand could not hold it. It fell to the ground with a "clang" sound.

"General Shenwu!"

Seeing this, the morale of the Ming army, who were in a tough battle around, was greatly boosted. They shouted, raised their morale, and began to attack Dorgon's middle road.

Li Yangeng snorted coldly, threw the White Armored Nu Rider to the ground, tightened the reins, lifted the front hooves of the mount, and stepped on the White Armored Nu Rider on the ground.

With a scream, the White Armored Cavalry, who had just claimed to be brave, had already inhaled more energy and had less energy. He hurried on the ground, his eyes full of fear.

On the battlefield, there is no need to hesitate for a moment.

Seeing that the White Armored Nu Rider was no longer alive, Li Yangeng turned his mount and stabbed his gun straight at another slave rider.

The two armies fought and fought in a dark and dark way, and the sun and the moon were gone.

It’s not that Li Yangeng’s 4,000 men were more elite than Liu Xingzuo’s 8,000 men, but the commander led the way and fought against powerful enemies repeatedly, which made their army motivated.

When they thought that the old chief's favorite son was opposite, the Ming army bravely moved forward and planned to capture the thief first.

While fighting, two or three hundred cavalrymen rushed out of Xinzhou City in the rear, but Liu Xingzuo, who was no longer masked, rushed over with a bright silver spear and shouted from afar:

"Brother Li, I'll help you!"

Seeing the reinforcements, Li Yangeng, who should have been happy, was a little angry at this time. He pulled his horse back and shouted:

"Why are you here? What about the people in the city? Don't worry?"

"It's all evacuated. Good brother, you can hold on for so long!" Liu Xingzuo laughed, "How did you come here in just two hours?"

"It's piled up with human lives..."

"It's been three hours..." Li Yangeng was also a little surprised. He looked at the ten-year-old child surrounded by a group of white-armored cavalrymen, and pointed at:

"He is Dorgon, the old chief's favorite son."

"If we can catch it and give it to His Majesty, we will definitely wash away our humiliation!"

"What are you thinking? The news we made in Xinzhou is too big. Lao Nu has sent reinforcements. If we don't retreat now, we will all stay here."

When Liu Xingzuo heard his thoughts, he was shocked and said quickly:

"The one who came was Amin, more than 10,000 cavalrymen in Zhenglan Banner, and they will arrive as soon as dark. Let's go, brother, don't fight hard."

Li Yangeng looked at Dorgon who was so close to him and said with regret:

"But I'm not willing!"

"Since we two have already met, there is no need to hide it anymore. I have contacted Yuan Keli, the governor of Denglai. Now I am only left to go to Pidao to meet Mao Shuai, and I will be clear about my righteousness!"

"Yuan Keli will lead us to the capital to meet the saint. By then, all humiliation will turn into smoke and clouds!"

Liu Xingzuo advised: "You can't let your brothers endure these years of humiliation for nothing because of your time today. Listen to me, let's go!"

Listening to this, Li Yangeng's eyes flashed with a clear light, and he was determined to track the railway:

"The great cause of anti-Jin is still long. I will listen to you and withdraw!"
Chapter completed!