Boluo pressed almost all the Qing army, and there were only more than 3,000 cavalry guards left by his side.

More than 30,000 Qing troops dismounted from their horses and fought in the field, rushing towards the Ming army's defense line, and the Ming army's front was in danger.

Although the 40,000 Ming troops occupied the territory, they still struggled to defend.

When he was at Lime Mountain, Zhao Ming fought fiercely with the two red flags led by Kong Youde, and had a little understanding of the combat power of the Eight Banners soldiers. Therefore, Zhao Ming was not surprised after meeting the True Manchus.

Except for less than 5,000 Ming troops, who were Zhao Ming's direct descendants, many of them entered the Yangtze River and fought with the Eight Banners. They were not so afraid of the Qing army, the rest of the troops were either Huang Binqing from Zhoushan or the Zhejiang army that had collapsed in the eastern Zhejiang war.

These people either did not fight with the Qing army or were afraid of being beaten by the Eight Banners soldiers. Therefore, the Ming army has a good position in the territory and is still at a disadvantage. Zhao Ming is prepared in his heart.

This battle is not only very important for rescuing Jinhua, but also crucial for establishing confidence in the army under Zhao Ming.

As long as this battle is not lost and not defeated by the Qing army, it is a victory for Zhao Ming. It not only drags down the Qing army, but also restores the confidence of tens of thousands of Zhejiang troops, which makes them overcome their fear of the Eight Banners.

Seeing the front shaking, Zhao Ming was not hesitating, so he could only send his own line.

The soldiers of Jintang Guard had been preparing for a long time. After a military order, Ruan Mei, Li Zhongming and others drew their swords and roared, "Kill the enemy!"

Five thousand soldiers shouted like anger, rushed down the wilderness from the hillside like wolves and tigers to reinforce the front army.

Behind the Ming army front, Liu Si cut off a retreating soldier with one knife and roared loudly: "The retreating person is engaged in military law!"

The Dynasty first stabbed a Qing army to death with a spear. When he turned around, he saw the gendarmerie killing people. His eyes were red and he shouted loudly: "Brothers, retreat and die, and move forward and live!"

The military police shot several people in succession, but the Ming soldiers were still struggling heavily by Manchuria and forced to retreat step by step.

These double-armored Tartars could not be killed by one or two swords, and did not avoid swords. The Ming army slashed with one sword. The heavy infantry relied on their excellent armor and did not dodge, but instead slashed at the Ming army with one sword.

The Ming army soldiers were angrily cut down the sword with the idea of ​​dying together. Mars flew everywhere and failed to break the armor. However, Manchu took a heavy step and stabbed the Ming soldiers through with a knife.

The heavy Manchu infantry kicked away with one kick, and the Ming soldiers with unwilling faces slashed at another soldier. When the soldiers saw the scene just now, they did not dare to attack, and could only defend passively, and were killed and retreated repeatedly.

The soldiers of the military police saw the line of defense that was about to collapse and shouted in panic on their faces, "Don't retreat! Don't retreat!"

At the critical moment, Liu Si shouted repeatedly, "Brothers of Warriors, it's time to be loyal to the Ming Dynasty. It's better to kill the enemy than to die in vain when the military police!"

At this time, Manchu took a heavy step and pressed it up. Suddenly, a "bang" sounded, and a blood mist rose from a white-armored soldier's chest. He looked down at the wound that was bloody like a spring, and fell down with disbelief.

"Bang bang bang!" The Jintang guards holding flintlock rifle knelt on one knee, raised their muskets, and aimed at the Qing army from a high place to shoot.

This batch of flintlock guns was seized from the Dutch, with a total of 430 shots. Zhao Ming ordered Li Zhongming to select elite soldiers and had been training for a while.

"Shoot freely!" Li Zhongming fired a shot, shot down a soldier, and ordered coldly.

The smoothbore musket has low accuracy and can only accurately shoot targets within fifty meters. If you exceed this distance, you will be as fate.

However, this distance was enough. The musketeer loaded the ammunition and then shot the target condescendingly.

The flintlock rifle is more powerful than the combing rifle, and can easily tear the Qing army's armor from a close distance. The Qing army in the crowd was immediately shot and killed by name.

The heavy infantry pressing forward was suppressed by muskets. At the same time, the armored spearmen formed a formation advanced from the military police with their guns, and the spears poked, forcing the Qing army to retreat.

In the Qing army formation, Boluo suddenly put down the Qianlijing, looked at it with his naked eyes, and then picked up the Qianlijing, his face gradually became gloomy, and he said angrily: "What kind of musket is the barbarian used?"

Two hours passed, and at the foot of Siming Mountain, the two armies continued to fight to the death.

Ming sabers and shield soldiers, spearmen, and front resisted the attacks of the Qing army. Musketeers and archers stood at a high place to shoot the Qing army. As long as the Ming army in front did not allow the Qing army to break through and block the musketeers behind, the Ming army behind could continue to shoot the Qing army.

The Qing army arranged the same arrangement as the Ming army. The heavy infantry and green camp soldiers rushed forward in close combat. The archer stood behind and threw the arrows to the Ming army behind the low wall to provide support to the Qing army infantry.

However, the Qing army's infantry had trenches and low walls blocking them, and the Qing army's archers could only shoot, but their accurate heads were not high. The Ming army's archers and gunmen were condescending and could aim straight and kill them, so the Qing army was always difficult to break through the Ming army's defense.

The Ming army took advantage of the advantage of geographical advantages to block the Qing army's attack.

In the afternoon, at the foot of Siming Mountain, blood was already flowing into a river and corpses were everywhere.

The most intense battle was still the showdown between the two armies in the middle. Boluo did not play with the void, thinking that with the strength of the Manchu soldiers, it was enough to tear the Ming army's defense from the front and put the Eight Banners soldiers into the front. Zhao Ming could only passively throw 5,000 elite soldiers into the battlefield, and even sent a team of flintlocks that he was not going to use.

The two sides fought fiercely, and the bodies filled the trenches. The will of the soldiers on both sides was under cruel tests. At this time, whoever was slacking off might mean failure.

Under the Ming army's flag, Zhao Ming's palms were sweating and nervous inside.

In the past, he had to charge and kill happily, but now he is the head coach of the entire army, which is a completely different experience.

Several times he saw the front loosening, he was so angry that he wanted to take a gamble and lead his troops to rush down. However, as the commander of the 40,000 army, he could not do this because he knew very well that he had to control the overall situation.

This battle was not fair to the Qing army. The cavalry's advantages were not able to be used, and the ability of infantry combat was also offset by the geographical advantage.

Boluo was very angry. Unexpectedly, the war turned into anxiety. Seeing that it was impossible to win, it was very dark. The Qing army finally called out gold and stopped the troops and ended the day's attack.

After one day, the Ming soldiers were already very tired. Without cheering, the soldiers packed up the battlefield and seized time to rest and prepare for tomorrow's attack.

The next morning, the Ming soldiers quickly deployed defenses, but there was no movement in the Qing army camp several miles away.

At this time, a scout ran back and shouted loudly from afar: "The Qing army has withdrawn! The Jin army has withdrawn!"

The soldiers who were restoring the fortifications were stirred up when they heard the sound. Countless soldiers straightened their waists and rushed to the earthen walls, asking what was going on.

Zhao Ming, who was inspecting, looked at each other with his generals, and smiled on his face.

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Two days later, more than 30,000 Qing cavalry galloped on horseback north of Yunfeng Mountain at the border between Jinhua Prefecture and Chuzhou.

One day when Boluo attacked Zhao Ming, the Qing army suffered heavy casualties, which made Boluo realize that he could not eat Zhao Ming in a short time, and at this time Zhu Yihai was approaching Jinhua again, which would inevitably lead to a dilemma in the Qing army.

Boro realized this in advance, so he made a quick decision, changed his target, took advantage of the cavalry's advantage, and quickly moved, and appeared in Chuzhou.

"Master Beile, the five miles ahead is Zhu Yihai's camp!" The scout pointed ahead and said.

Boluo said with a calm face: "Zhu Yihai is a defeated player under Benbeile. Benbeile will deal with him first, and then destroy Zhao Manzi."

The cavalry continued to gallop, and soon came to the foot of the stretching Yunfeng Mountain. A large camp stood along the mountain, with countless Ming soldiers spreading across the hillside, and were speeding up to build fortifications, which made the Qing army feel that they had returned to the foot of Siming Mountain.

Bollorma stopped and only glanced at Daying, and his face changed drastically.

"I'm so angry!" He suddenly turned red, screamed strangely, spit out a mouthful of blood, and fell down from his horse.
Chapter completed!