It was a fierce battle that neither side expected. Both sides of the battle had been invincible elites. One side was the cavalry elites who swept everything outside the pass, and the other side was the navy and marines who were disciplined and recovered half of the walls. The bloodiest collision was made at the moment of contact.

The Ming army was disappointed. In their eyes, these Qing soldiers in the titular clothes should have disintegrated after the triple strikes of artillery, fire and spear, just like the Guanning Army or the Green Camp soldiers they had met before. However, what they never expected was that the Qing soldiers in front of them were different from the Qing soldiers in the past. They lived for death and killed. In the case of great losses, they still broke into the Ming formation without hesitation without any hesitation.

The disappointment was also the Manchu and Mongolian cavalry that had been domineering for a while. In their opinion, these Ming troops seemed to be very different. In Liaodong, the Ming troops might be able to resist a little, but once the cavalry rushed into the formation of chariots, the only courage of the Ming soldiers would flow thousands of miles away. The rest only needed to hold a butcher's knife to chase the remaining enemies. When the Eight Banners entered the pass, the Ming troops in the guard station were even more unbearable and collapsed at once. However, the Ming soldiers in front of them not only had great courage. When the cavalry rushed to the front, they not only did not flee in all directions, but they still maintained their formation shapes. They turned the musket in their hands, held the muzzle of the musket, and stood up to fight.

What they didn't know was that when the new soldiers were trained, they were facing the impact of dozens of war elephants. The officers did not order to retreat, and no one dared to take a step back. If the soldiers who escaped in the face of the battle had dozens of military sticks, they would be sent home if they escaped many times. Not only would they not be able to get a generous monthly salary, but the stains after being sent off also accompanied them throughout their lives. Even when they went to find a job, no factory was willing to ask for it. Therefore, once a soldier in a family was sent home, the entire family would be shamed. This is the source of Ming soldiers' discipline.

Training through various extremely harsh military orders, in a closed environment, the officer's words are imperial edicts. One word of advancing, one word of a thousand troops must not be slower or one step back, one word of retreat, and one word of advancing, one word of advancing, no one can go against the snake formation composed of ten thousand people.

Not only the training factor, but also the inculcated concept of honor in the military camp also made them feel extremely disgusted with the fleeing. Among the nearly 200,000 Ming soldiers, there was only one backbone, everyone would serve him, and everyone could sacrifice for him without conditions. In hundreds of years, perhaps sacrifice for a leader is completely without human rights or even evil, but some people never understand what kind of disaster a farming nation without heroes and leaders will encounter.

In the back formation of the Ming army, a huge flag was quietly raised. The flag was woven in bright yellow silk cloth, with vermilion red handwriting on it, especially dazzling - Shuntian Hao ordered to recruit Jiannu and the Ming Navy Marine Corps. On the bottom of the big characters, there were a few small vermilion red characters, and seals were stamped. This was the notes written by the emperor himself and the seals were stamped on himself. As soon as this flag appeared, it represented the Emperor of Ming personally to watch the battle.

"Long live the Emperor of Ming Dynasty." The flag-holder held the flagpole and shouted. At this time, there was no order from the officer. The two sides against each other were already in a close relationship, with blood splashing, and no order was effective. This was the last order in the most intense battle.

‘Look, His Majesty the Emperor is here. One step back is the greatest insult and trampling on His Majesty the Emperor. To defend the imperial flag, we must never let the dirty Tartars touch the corner of His Majesty the Emperor's flag and move forward.’

"Long live." Ming soldiers beside the flag-holder shouted, spreading the voice even further.

"Long live." The sound waves were rising and falling. The soldiers who followed the officer's orders were boiling suddenly. They rushed out of the array like cheetahs and launched a charge.

We have suffered too much suffering and endured too much sorrow. Our ancestors have expanded their territory and ordered all nations to come to pay tribute. The world is so great. Only my great Ming Dynasty is the world. How can we allow Di Yi to enslave our parents, wife and children? How can we allow Di Yi to trample on our clothes and clothes?

"Long live." Every word from the warriors echoed in their chests. The greatest enthusiasm burst out. The blood was burning. Either destroy everything and destroy themselves.

The decisive battle gradually reached its climax. The Manchu and Mongolian cavalry did not expect that the Ming soldiers would have the courage to erect spears and carry muskets to launch counterattacks on the cavalry. They did not expect that these Ming soldiers were so powerful. The Manchu and Mongolian cavalry obviously did not prepare enough. They originally thought that as soon as the war horses arrived and the butcher knives were together, these timid Ming soldiers would run away with their heads in their arms. This was definitely not their fantasy. It was summarized from countless battles by their fathers. But it was obvious that the fathers and their past experiences were not very useful. Faced with the rainbow-like bright soldiers, they rushed forward with spears like tides, dancing muskets. Then the cavalry rushed to sprint, causing the cavalry to sprint behind them to stop their horses. The cavalry formations were already scattered and became even more scattered.

After a short pause, the bloodiness of the Manchus also aroused. They understood better

The principle of food and earth. Meeting on a narrow road. If anyone is timid, then he will face it.

Thousands of troops finally collided with each other. Manchuria obviously had the advantage of the cavalry. At the moment of the collision, the front warrior was knocked into pieces by the horse, but it also weakened the inertia of the warrior's collision. The companions behind him, who were like tides, rushed over with their spears, and used the cost of their comrades' lives to insert the spear into the horse's belly at once...

The advantage of war horses is obvious. Even if the Ming army is not afraid of death, the front lines were still ruthlessly broken by the cavalry. The Eight Banners soldiers also realized the power of the Ming army in front of them and dared not take it lightly anymore. Their current target is the imperial flag behind the formation. They obviously felt that that was the source of the morale of the Ming army. As long as it was removed, it would be victory.

The Ming soldiers also obviously saw the intention of the Qing army, and some people were yelling: "Defend the imperial flag."

"Long live." Countless people responded to him.

"Kill." After the sprint, the advantage of the cavalry gradually disappeared, and the two sides began to get stuck together and slashed each other. This was definitely the most thrilling battle. No one on both sides chose to retreat and never ended. The knife slashed the blade and used his hands, and his hands were split open with his roots, and he used his mouth...

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Liu Guoxuan stood under the imperial flag, his palms were covered in sweat. Whether he was under the command of Zheng or committed to the Ming Dynasty, he had never fought against large-scale Manchu and Mongolian cavalry, obviously, he really underestimated the combat effectiveness of these barbarians who drank blood and ate meat.

There was almost no time, Liu Guoxuan was shouting in his heart that there had been an hour of fierce battle, and Manren could afford to delay, but the navy and Marine Corps could not. Once Manren's reinforcements came from all directions and launched a siege, it would be really bad.

But Liu Guoxuan also understood that when the two armies met, they must not take a step back, especially the battle between infantry and cavalry. Once they retreated, everyone would become the prey of these Manchus riding horses and holding swords. The only way was to defeat Manchus' confidence in one fell swoop and make Manchus retreat.

"Xu Dayou." Liu Guoxuan yelled.

"The last one is here." A burly man stood up. This was Liu Guoxuan's personal guard captain. Before the last moment, Liu Guoxuan would not let the guards fill in it.

Liu Guoxuan looked at Xu Dayou for a while and hit Xu Dayou's heart with one punch. Xu Dayou remained motionless, still waiting for Liu Guoxuan's orders straight.

“Go.

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Without too much language, Xu Dayou naturally understood the Governor's intentions and clasped his fists with his hands: "Abide by the order."

Xu Dayou pulled out the long sword by his waist and stood on the mound. The eyes of countless parents were cast on him, and they turned a deaf ear to the bloody killing ahead.

The long sword shone in the dazzling sunlight. Xu Dayou raised the long sword, and the tip of the knife faced the sun: "Go ahead but not retreat, kill."

"Kill." The personal soldiers around them drew their long swords one after another. Their equipment was different from ordinary Ming soldiers. Each of them had a waist knife, and there was also a small musket on their waists.

"Kill." This sound was very abrupt. When the soldiers looked at the source of the Sing Yuan, they saw that Liu Guoxuan had turned over and covered his war horse, covered with his whole body, and had taken over the imperial flag from the hands of the flag-holder in his hand, and his horse's belly was solemn.

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On the bloody battlefield, a team with a small number of people rushed towards me like a torrent. The headline was a bright yellow flag. In the sun, the flag seemed so bright and dazzling, but the Ming soldiers knew what this meant. In the shouting and fighting, countless people began to unconsciously gather at the imperial flag. The difficult-to-solve battle situation obviously showed undetectable changes.

"Long live." The shouts shook the sky, as if they were about to break through the layers of clouds and resounded through the sky.

"Defend the Imperial Banner." This was originally just a slogan, but on the battlefield of swords and shadows, it had turned into actions. Countless people unconsciously leaned against the Imperial Banner, like snowballs rolling in the snow, getting bigger and bigger, and the number of people was increasing. Wherever the snowball passed, it was almost invincible, and it was cleaner than the iron cavalry of the Eight Banners swept across.

The tired Qing soldiers found that their opponents had unrivaled courage, and their shouts became louder and louder and more abundant...

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Chapter completed!