The red Bajiala army was knocked off their horses by those white waxwood poles. Many of them had no time to get up. They were smashed by a group of strong men with hammers. The sound of metal hitting tin cans was heard.

Amidst the sound of banging cans, the Eight Banners' elite Hong Bajiala army was completely wiped out.

Gushan'e Zhenzuo leader Hiltai was killed in battle!

The Zhengbai Banner cavalry behind them does not have the heavy armor of the Red Bajiala Army, and without the cover of the Red Bajiala Army. Crossbow arrows like locusts can easily penetrate their leather armor, just as the Eight Banners soldiers on the battlefield are cutting wheat.

was shot to the ground.

The Eight Banners soldiers no longer had the same vigor as before, and their attacks were fruitless. The casualties were getting bigger and bigger, and there were more and more corpses. After another round of raindrops of crossbow arrows, the always proud Zhengbai Banners cavalry finally disobeyed orders and all retreated!

Huge cheers erupted from the Ming army's formation, and then the cheers rolled like waves on both sides of the Hun River. Those with weapons in their hands raised their fists and roared, while those without weapons raised their fists and roared.

This is the first time in many years that I have seen such an embarrassing defeat of the Eight Banners soldiers.

Li Xiao was so excited that he felt hot all over. It was a pity that the white pole soldiers were infantry and the Eight Banners soldiers were cavalry, otherwise the result would have been greater. For the first time in a cold weapon battlefield of blood and knives, the blood in Li Xiao's body seemed to be burning.

War with hot weapons is more efficient than this, and more spectacular and cruel. But it doesn't have the excitement of fighting with iron horses!

People and horses covered in iron armor rushed over at a speed of nearly 60 kilometers. The pressure was definitely no less than that of a tank. Few people could face this kind of pressure and still hold on with their shields stupidly.

But the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty did it. They used their flesh and blood to fight against the most powerful enemy on the planet. Now they have won, a great victory!

"Grandma! The white-pole soldiers are so damn exciting!" Ao Canghai waved his fist excitedly, but Li Xiao was unfortunately hit and pushed directly into the pit.

"The white-pole soldiers roam the southwest, and Chieftain Yang Yinglong is no match for him. He is known as the strongest soldier in the southwest, and now it seems that he has his own merits." Qi Jin nodded in praise.

"His grandma should have known that we would take our troops to the north bank and let the Tatar soldiers have a taste of the power of our mandarin duck formation!" Zhou Dunji was filled with resentment for not being able to catch up with this bloody battle.

This bridge is the only bridge connecting the two sides of the Hun River within a hundred miles that can pass a large group of cavalry. There are two small pontoon bridges downstream, but they do not seem to be able to support a large number of cavalry. The Tatar soldiers want to

If we continue to attack Liaoyang, we must capture this bridge.

The Baigan soldiers and the Qi army were stuck at both ends of the bridge, and they had to be defeated if they wanted to attack Liaoyang.

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"Hiltai is dead!" Hearing the battle report from the front, all the generals, Beile and Beizi looked at Nurhaci in shock.

The Hongbajiala Army was composed of the elites of the Eight Banners, and its assistant leader Xiertai was even more ferocious. Back then, on the Jilin Cliff, he fought alone against Master Du Songdu of the Ming Dynasty and was not defeated. In the end, he was chopped off with his own hands.

Juniper's head.

Unexpectedly, it was actually lost here. I originally wanted to rely on the Red Bajara Army to open up the situation, but this time the situation became even more confusing.

Nurhachi looked at the bridge in the distance. Ever since he started his army, the Ming army in Sarhu, Fushun, and Shenyang had been defeated every time. But he didn't expect that in front of such a small bridge, his front teeth collapsed.

"Sir Xifo!" Nurhaci looked at it for a while and suddenly called out a person's name.

"The slave is here!" A guy who was two meters tall, with arms thicker than a person's thighs, and thighs thicker than a person's waist, stood out from the crowd.

"Take your Zhenghuang banner with three hundred Niulu and attack from the east along the bank of the Hun River." Nurhachi said with a calm expression.

The Ming troops in front of him were indeed elite, but Nurhachi could see clearly. These Ming troops only numbered four to five thousand, and the Ming troops on the other side should not exceed ten thousand. And his subordinates brought all the Eight Banners. There were a total of 60,000 people. A river could not stop him from attacking Liaoyang.

"Huang Taiji!" Nurhaci called out another name. This was his eighth son. He was famous among the Eight Banners for his bravery and resourcefulness in battle.

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"I heard that there is a bridge near Baitapu that can cross the Hun River. You take the 300 Niulu from the Xianghuang Banner headquarters and take a detour to Baitapu. After crossing the Hun River, cut off all connections between the Ming army and Liaoyang."

"Cha!" Huang Taiji responded, stood up and left with nearly 10,000 cavalrymen under Xianghuang's banner.

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"The slave is here!"

"Lead Niu Lu under the banner of Xianghong and attack from the northeast."

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"Daishan, Amin! Azig!"

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"You take the three flags of red, blue and white and take a detour to the west. Stand by to attack!"

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"Mang Gurtai!"

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"Cross the river downstream and join hands with Huang Taiji to cut off the Ming army's retreat."

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"Amma! Dorgon is also going to fight."

"Haha! My little eagle, those on the opposite side are all elites of the Ming Dynasty. I have never seen those on the north bank. Those on the south bank are the famous Qi Jiajun. When I was in North Korea, Ama had dealt with them before. They were very powerful. .Follow Amma and see how Amma defeats them."

Nurhaci patted Dorgon's little head, his face full of endearment.

The four major Baylors were all sent out by Nurhaci, and the Eight Banners' main town immediately dispersed and entered the attack position.

"Oops! The Eight Banners soldiers have dispersed. It looks like they are going to attack in general." Zhou Dunji saw the Eight Banners soldiers disperse and became nervous. There were too many Eight Banners soldiers on the opposite side, and his own Zhejiang soldiers only had 4,000 people. Bai There are 4,500 soldiers, including the civilians, which is only about 10,000 people.

"General Zhu and General Jiang will leave with 8,000 troops two hours later than us. It is only two hours before sunset. If we persist for these two hours, we can unite our troops. By then, we can attack. You can retreat and defend. There is no need for the Tatars!" Qi Jin attended the supreme military meeting last night and knew Yuan Yingtai's deployment well.

"Jiang Bi is still a man, Zhu Wanliang! Humph...!!" Zhou Dunji snorted twice when mentioning Zhu Wanliang.

"Dunzi, don't talk nonsense. General Zhu is a superior officer!" Qi Jin also had no idea about this Zhu Wanliang. If something went wrong with him, what awaited him and the Baigan soldiers would be the destruction of the entire army.
Chapter completed!