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One thousand and eighty-two the war is over (below)

Ordinary infantry are on the verge of collapse by this point.

The battle formation collapsed and morale reached a low point, because every infantry understood that the military formation was their only way to fight against the cavalry. Once the military formation disappeared, morale would be gone, and the next thing was to escape and chase.

But the Jianzhou Corps did not. They held on with Mao Wenlong's unimaginable fighting will. Even if they were torn apart, they still did not retreat but collapsed. They fought without stopping fighting, as if they were just for the sake of fighting, not afraid of life and death.

Such fierce battles shocked Mao Wenlong, but they also made him feel unprecedented joy and excitement. He cheered up and put the swords that had just killed three Jianzhou soldiers into the scabbards, snatched the long swords of the guards beside him, and rode his horse to the locations of more Jianzhou soldiers.

When he rushed to the destination, he swung his long sword and slashed hard. It was simple but powerful. The blood that cut directly splattered everywhere and flew across the broken limbs and his arms were still laughing, as if he had encountered something that made him extremely happy.

The Jianzhou soldiers did not have armor, nor did they have as good armor as the Qin army. The Qin army could kill them with one knife, but they might not be able to kill the Qin army if they were to slash a few swords.

So they caught the horse's legs and slashed it, asking the war horse to hurt and let the Qin army fall down. If they don't break their necks, they will go up and finish the attack, causing some damage in a short while.

Nurhaci was even more fierce. He held a machete in his hand. Three Qin cavalry surrounded him and could not fight him. He was knocked off his horse and chopped his neck with a knife.

However, Fei Yingdong was not so lucky. His left arm was injured and his combat power was sharply reduced. He was forced to retreat step by step and could not resist. His personal soldiers were killed or injured. He was in a mess with his left and right blocking. Another one was not careful, and his left arm was simply pierced by a large gun.

He whined to the sky with pain, and another shot was pierced from his chest into his back and his heart was slackened. Then he was pulled out from behind. His body twitched, his eyes were full of unwillingness, and his body was shaking, and he was hit by a Qin cavalry again.

Fei Yingdong was hit by the war horse and flew back several meters. He fell to the ground and spurted out blood. He twitched a few times, and stopped moving, his eyes were still open, looking like he was dying with his eyes open.

Nurhaci asked Daishan to protect his younger brothers and fight with him, and he could still protect them. As a result, as soon as the Qin cavalry rushed in, the queue could not be maintained. During the fight, Nurhaci and Daishan were separated for a long time.

Wherever Dai Shan saw, all the black armored cavalry riding on horses and the killed Jianzhou soldiers. Dai Shan felt extremely uncomfortable when he saw it. He ignored the tiger roar and protected his younger brothers. He stepped forward and grabbed a spear, pulled the Qin soldiers down, and pierced his neck with a sword.

Then Dai Shan turned his back on the horse and instigated the horse to run. He caught a Qin cavalry and stabbed him into the back of his back with a shot. He finally stabbed in, but he couldn't pull it out. As a result, two black armored cavalry went forward together and stabbed him with a shot.

In the midst of lightning, Dai Shan lay directly on his way to avoid the attack. As soon as he came, he was swept across the back by a shot. After a burst of heart-wrenching pain, he couldn't help but spray a mouthful of blood. When he turned around, he saw a young Qin stabbing him with a shot and stabbed directly into his heart.

Dai Shan vomited blood, held the gun with both hands, and looked at the Qin general with disbelief, but the Qin general didn't talk nonsense to him. Seeing him holding the gun, he let go of the sword from his waist and swung it over and cut off Dai Shan's head.

Daishan felt that his vision suddenly became out of control, and he felt dizzy, dizzy, and he was no longer conscious.

Zhang Long pulled out his big gun, knocked off the headless corpse with one shot, and went to fight with another Jianzhou soldiers.

As time goes by, the Jianzhou soldiers, which originally had the upper hand in number, began to fall into decline. The gap between infantry's weaknesses against cavalry and armor and weapons made the longer the battle, the more unfavorable the Jianzhou soldiers.

They were proud of the Jurchens with their ability to fight against the field, but the Qin army had stronger field capabilities.

The Qin army was born from the 30,000 Zhennan Army. Xiao Ruxun trained the Zhennan Army by training officers, so the Zhennan Army dared to fight against the Northern Russes' superior cavalry. The strongest corps in the Ming army at that time was the Zhennan Army. Xiao Ruxun was not very concerned about field combat capabilities.

Whenever a war broke out in the Northern Expedition, what decided the outcome was not the firepower of the Northern Expedition Army, but the field combat capabilities. The Ming army did not dare to fight in the field, and the field combat capabilities of the Ming army were not enough, so they were chased and beaten by the Northern Expedition Army.

After the founding of the country, Xiao Ruxun's attention to the Qin army's field capabilities did not decline but increased. His daily field training was unstoppable. Don't think that it would be easy to establish the country. All military skills and physical training were complaining even to the old town's southern army.

Under this intensity of training, the Qin army's ability to fight in field was stronger than at the beginning of the founding of the country, which was directly reflected in this war, suppressing the fierce and sad soldiers, and defeating the Jianzhou soldiers in less than half an hour.

Fei Yingdong died, Dai Shan died, and none of the sons left by Nurhaci died. Abatai, whom he had finally found, was trampled to death by Qin army war horses. Nurhaci collapsed, with nothing else in his eyes, only fighting.

An hour passed, and there were only a few Jianzhou soldiers still fighting on the battlefield, and the Qin army suffered considerable trauma.

Mao Wenlong personally killed seventeen Jianzhou soldiers. The horses had pig tails and heads hanging on their bodies, and their bodies were covered with blood from the Jianzhou soldiers. The white war horses were dyed red, and the strong smell of blood could not be blown away by the wind.

The Qin army slowly narrowed the encirclement, and the Jianzhou soldiers were stabbed to death one by one and could never get up again. In the end, the Qin army formed a large circle, and there was only one Jianzhou soldiers standing still in the circle.

Mao Wenlong reached out and took out a piece of drawing paper from the horse bag, looked at the person drawing on it, and then looked at the guy with a bloody look crazy looking man.

This is a portrait of Nurhaci sent from the capital. Mao Wenlong looked seventy percent similar, and his clothes were extraordinary. It was probably Nurhaci. As for the others, chopped off his head and took it back. While beheading merits, Chu Ying could also recognize his family.

After putting away the drawing paper, Mao Wenlong screamed at the top of his throat.

"Nuerhaci! You thief slave is still surrender!"

Nurhaci heard someone calling him and searching for the voice everywhere, which confirmed Mao Wenlong's judgment.

If you can understand Chinese and have a reaction, then you will undoubtedly be Nurhaci.

So Mao Wenlong called the dragon cavalrymen, took a light-released dragon cavalry rifle loaded with ammunition, and aimed at Nurhaci, who was glaring at the Qin army around him.

Pulling the trigger, a bang, a white fireworks filled the air. Mao Wenlong quickly closed his eyes, but the light-opening lead bullet penetrated into Nurhaci's neck accurately. The bullet broke half of his neck and directly knocked his head to the side. He fell to the ground and died, with an angry expression on his face.

The war is over.
Chapter completed!
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