These Han troops have followed the Qing army for more than ten years, and they have long been familiar with the Qing army's fighting style.

When the 300 cavalry of the Han army rushed to a hundred paces away from the Yongwei battalion, the Yongwei battalion remembered a burst of gunfire, and then produced a large amount of white smoke at a speed.

These Eight Banners Han Army are just Tartar minions, and they are naturally not as good as the soldiers of the Eight Banners Manchuria, and the best armor on their bodies is only a layer of iron armor, and the poor ones are only wearing shabby leather armor, and they are bare-chested.

As soon as he entered a hundred steps, he was attacked by the powerful fire of the Yongwei battalion, and the dozens of cavalry running in the front immediately let out a muffled snort, and a fist-sized blood hole appeared on his body without exception, and they fell from their horses one after another.

Some Qing soldiers with stronger vitality were not killed in seconds, and let out a miserable cry of ghosts and wolves, lying on the ground like a spinning top and rolling around.

Yanguli's eyes widened, full of shock, the cavalry had just rushed a hundred paces, and before they had entered ninety steps, how could they be knocked over by the fire? When did this Ming Kingdom's burning stick become so powerful?

Of course, Yanguli was only shocked, not afraid, how could the third in command of the Ming Dynasty this time be frightened by the Ming army with only a few thousand people, just kidding!

Yanguli gave an order, and the Han infantry quickly rushed up to join the battle, in his eyes, weren't these Han troops cannon fodder?

The Han soldiers of the Eight Banners Han Army were all Han people who had lived under the rule of Jiannu for more than ten years, and most of them were Han people who were plundered by Jiannu, and their parents, wives and children were under the rule of Jiannu.

Therefore, even if they knew that they were cannon fodder, no one dared to resist, not to mention that there was Jiannu's Overseer Team behind him, as long as he took a step back, even if he cowered, he would be killed by the Overseer Team on the spot.

So they can only grit their teeth and rush forward, rushing forward may still be able to survive, otherwise they can only die.

Zhu Cihong sneered: "When these two Tartars arrived at the Tartars, they were reborn and became brave and championed the three armies. ”

Sometimes the puppet army is more hateful than the devil, don't look at the involuntary and pitiful appearance now, on weekdays, follow the Qing army to plunder the people of the Ming Dynasty, and when they loot everywhere, they are very positive.

The remaining Han cavalry desperately urged their horses to rush forward one by one, only hoping to quickly rush into the Ming army's formation and start a close battle with the Ming army.

However, these 300 cavalrymen were as if they had come to deliver food, and the musketeers of the Yongwei battalion calmly shot, changed guns, reloaded, changed guns, and fired again.

After a few rounds, the cavalry of the Qing army seemed to be mowed, and people and horses fell to the ground one after another.

In just a few minutes, the entire cavalry team was spared, and all of them were killed under the muskets of the Brave Guard, and basically no one could rush to within thirty paces of the Brave Guard's formation.

Yanguli couldn't help but feel that there was only a cold sweat all over his body, and his hands and feet couldn't help but tremble, the field combat ability of the Ming army in front of him was really terrifying.

Just as as soon as the Han army became a Qing army, its combat effectiveness immediately soared, and once the fire gun reached the hands of the Ming army on the opposite side, it immediately became a sharp weapon for killing, no wonder they were able to defeat Tan Tai's rear team in such a short time.

Could it be that this is the main force of the Ming army? Could it be that there are all such troops in the Ming Guojing camp? Yanguli had this thought, and a cold sweat broke out in the middle of it.

If the Ming State had tens of thousands of such troops and cooperated with the Ming Army's men and horses, then their 100,000 Eight Banners Army would never be able to get out of the pass and would be trapped and died in the land of Gyeonggi of the Ming Kingdom.

But when attacking Changping, why didn't these armies appear?

The whole process was full of weirdness that Yangul couldn't understand, but he didn't have time to think about it.

The shooting of the Yongwei battalion continued steadily, and a burst of news spread, and in the blink of an eye, the cavalry units of the Eight Banners Han Army had been wiped out, and at the same time, the infantry also entered the range of the Yongwei battalion and came to die.

The gunfire did not stop, and the soldiers in the front row of the Han infantry also fell to the ground one after another. Everything happened in front of the eyes of the infantry army, and many people finally couldn't hold back the fear in their hearts and turned around and retreated, but they were faced with the butcher's knives of the Overseer team.

There was a commotion in the infantry formation of the Eight Banners Han Army, and those who retreated in front met the soldiers advancing behind, and they quickly crowded into a group.

Yanguli couldn't help but feel a sadness in his heart, hasn't this situation always happened to the Ming army? How could it appear on the victorious Qing Xiongshi?

However, in his heart, there was still no intention of retreating, because the property and food plundered by the Qing army along the way were all in the city, and his withdrawal was equivalent to giving all the spoils to the Ming army, and the commander Azig would definitely not let him go after knowing it.

Yanguli finally made up his mind, even if he fought hard and suffered heavy losses, he would kill all the Ming troops and avenge his younger brother Tan Tai by the way.

"Let the warriors with white flags press up, but those who retreat will be killed on the spot!" Yanguli ordered in a deep voice.

He knew very well that if the army was defeated once it increased, the entire army would be scattered, and the so-called defeats would often appear in the front army.

Every time the Qing army entered the customs, it transferred troops and horses to the leading generals for command and distribution, and then handed over to the banner owners after the war. Therefore, although Yanguli is a person with a yellow flag, he also temporarily commands some soldiers and horses with white flags.

Under the frantic suppression of the Manchurian soldiers with white flags, the Eight Banners Han Army of the front army finally stabilized a little and continued to advance with lead bullets.

Seeing that the situation was improving, Yanguli ordered the whole army to attack and completely annihilate this Ming army.

Originally, Yanguli had 12,000 men, Tan Taibu reimbursed 3,000 men, plus the Han army lost nearly 1,000 people, and now only 8,000 people are left to attack the Yongwei battalion.

At this time, the Han army in the front row was basically dead, and a team of shield soldiers with white flags appeared in front of the formation holding shields several feet high.

Some iron shields were very protective, and the lead bullets of the Yongwei battalion muskets hit the thick iron shields of the Qing army, and the parts of the bullets were also deeply convex and sunk, but they were not broken and pierced.

However, not all the shield soldiers of the Qing army held iron shields, but more held shields with hardwood and leather, which could not stop the muskets of the Yongwei battalion at all, and were broken by lead bullets.

Under the cover of the iron shield of the Qing army, the Qing soldiers continued to advance, and the thousands of Qing troops behind were also pressing step by step, with magnificent momentum.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, there was a loud thunder in the rear of the Yongwei camp, and bursts of artillery shells whistled from the hillside to the Qing army below.

In a whistling sound, dozens of hot large iron balls weighing several catties entered the camp of the Qing army and directly brought out a bloody road, and more than a dozen small bullets fired with the cannon were even more chaotic, and one by one the Qing soldiers screamed and rolled to the ground.