On the battlefield at this time, in addition to the fierce fighting between the two armies of Ming and Jin on the side of the Taizi River, there were rows of bird guns on the hillside, and beyond that were the black hole of the captive artillery.

Zhu Xieyuan's judgment was not wrong, Nurhachi really passed through the Weining Taizi River, and was defenseless against the all-out offensive of the Ming Dynasty.

The border armies of Datong and Ningxia formed a phalanx, with the foot soldiers in front and the bird guns behind, gradually forming a situation of encirclement and killing.

In half an hour, the number of soldiers killed on both sides reached nearly 10,000, and the vast majority of them died under the sharp artillery and guns of the Ming army.

The rest were defeated in a face-to-face fight and died at the hands of the enemy.

A horn sounded, and the Houjin army began to prepare to force the crossing of the Taizi River.

Now they plan to sacrifice the men and horses behind them to forcibly build a pontoon bridge, as long as they cross the Taizi River, and on the other side is an endless plain, allowing their Jurchen cavalry to gallop!

At the same time, the counterattack of the Houjin army arrived.

Huang Taiji picked out the Jurchen armor soldiers who were good at shooting and lined them up in several rows, bent their bows and arrows, and aimed them at the Ming army's bird guns on the hillside.

"Whoosh-"

Rows of bird guns fell down in response, and those who did not fall were not afraid at all, found other positions, and then ignited the bird guns in their hands to continue firing at the Houjin army on the side.

At the same time, some of the Jurchen cavalry finally squeezed out of the crowd.

They put away their bows and arrows, pulled out their shiny tiger-headed broadswords, shouted and screamed, and rushed towards Zhang Wanbang's Datong border army.

Zhang Wanbang did not hesitate, and led the family Ding team to the top, and Yu Datong's border army saw that the main general was so brave, and all of them used their lives.

All of a sudden, this part of the newly joined Jurchen cavalry was also mixed up in the chaotic battle situation, and they couldn't advance or retreat.

"Great Khan, there are Ming troops rushing to the west, their artillery has been firing from nowhere, and the warriors of the Eight Banners have suffered heavy casualties, please pay attention!"

Nurhachi rode on his horse, his initial anger had dissipated, and he quietly observed the situation on the battlefield.

He soon discovered that although the Ming army was in ambush, its strength was not superior to his own, and he was already sure that the commander of the Ming army was definitely not on the battlefield.

The Ming army in Datong Town rushed out in the south, but the Ming army in Ningxia rushed down from the eastern slope.

The chief officer of the Ming army in the south took the lead, and the Ming army there was also very strong in combat, compared to the Ningxia Ming army in the east, which was relatively weak.

The Ningxia chief military officer may be a breakthrough, although he shouted loudly, but he only took the family team to stay in the middle, maintaining the Ming army in the east and cooperating with the Ming army in the south to encircle and kill him.

Nurhachi has fought with the Ming army for many years, whether it is brave and daring, or greedy for life and afraid of death, he has seen any Ming army general.

This chief officer of the Ming army in Ningxia Town is definitely an opportunistic and afraid of death, if he puts on the momentum of breaking through to the east, the Ming army over there is likely to collapse!

At this moment, Nurhachi seemed to have forgotten the screams of the clansmen on the battlefield and the shouts of killing as the Ming army approached.

He closed his eyes and pondered.

If the Ming army is significantly stronger than its own, it is the best choice to cross the river and retain the superior cavalry of the Eight Banners, which will prevent Dajin from being injured in this battle!

But now, after observing the battlefield, Nurhachi suddenly had a new idea.

The Ming army in Ningxia did not have many troops, and at a cursory glance, Nurhachi estimated that it was only within 20,000 people, which was not as large as the number of the Eight Banners cavalry surrounded by the Taizi River.

It's just that their army is currently surrounded in a small place by the Taizi River, and they can't give full play to the combat ability that cavalry should have.

Nurhachi soon understood that what he needed now was to quickly carve out their own battlefield for Dakin's cavalry.

If the cavalry could gallop freely, he believed that he would turn defeat into victory in this battle!

Thinking of this, Nurhachi's eagle-like eyes lit up, and he looked at the dense forest to the east for a while, and murmured:

"The commander of the Ming army, where is it..."

Obviously, he was trying to find a way to lure Zhu Xieyuan to expose his position, and then discharge the superior cavalry to directly take down Zhu Xieyuan and solve the battle.

Suddenly, Nurhachi drew his broadsword and pointed to the east, shouting:

"Leng Geri, Ben Khan ordered you to lead all the cavalry and Eight Banners infantry that you can muster, break through to the east, and go straight to the chief military officer of the Ming Kingdom!"

Leng Geri, Shu Mulu, a native of the Yellow Banner of the female Zhen, the younger brother of Yanguli, has followed Nurhachi since he was a child, and has made great achievements in the war of unification and statehood.

In the second year of the Apocalypse, he was ordered to follow Amin to conquer Korea, led more than 10,000 Jurchen cavalry of the Zhenghuang Banner, and defeated the 50,000 Korean troops led by Kim Kyung-seo, the marshal of the Eighth Province of Korea, in a field battle, and entered the Eighth Baylor with merit.

Since the beginning of the war, Leng Gri has been guarding Nurhachi's side, and when he heard this, he immediately dismounted, knelt on his knees and said:

"Slaves obey!"

Immediately, Leng Grize rode away.

The two armies were fighting fiercely, and suddenly a snail horn sounded in the Houjin army.

A large number of Jurchen cavalry took advantage of the roar of artillery fire flying through the sky, slashed and slashed the chaotic and incapable of fighting the Liao people in front of them, and together with thousands of heavy armor of the Eight Banners, they attacked the Ming army in Ningxia in the east.

"Zhentai, the Tartars rushed towards the Ningxia people!"

An adjutant with blood on his face hurried over.

Zhang Wanbang led his family to fight in front, but it was difficult for the Jurchen cavalry to survive because of the obstacles of the Jurchen cavalry who were not afraid of death.

He looked at the Huangjia Nu Chief who was close at hand, and gritted his teeth with hatred.

"The Tartars are about to break through to the east, quickly fly to the superintendent, why haven't the Xuanfu soldiers and horses in the north crossed the river yet?" Zhang Wanbang slashed a Tartar soldier in front of him, turned his head and asked.

The lieutenant followed him closely and shouted:

"Just now someone said that the soldiers and horses of Xuanfu Town are about to cross the Taizi River, I am afraid that Wang Rujin's Ningxia soldiers will not be able to resist the Tartar offensive, so they are called away!"

Zhang Wanbang naturally knew that Wang Rujin was not a character who dared to fight to the death, and he was also a little worried in his heart, but no one did expect in advance that the slave chief would neither cross the river nor go south, but suddenly break through to the east.

There are too many uncertainties in the war, and few people can fully anticipate the movements of the other side.

The Jurchen cavalry, wielding a tiger-headed broadsword, followed behind an ugly Tartar with a pigtail of money, stepped over layers of corpses and a sea of blood, and suddenly crashed into the array of the Ningxia Ming army.

There were many new recruits in the Ningxia border army, and Wang Rujin often ate empty salaries on weekdays, resulting in a real amount of 25,000 soldiers and horses in Ningxia Town, now only more than 15,000.

None of the recruits had ever seen the formation, except for a few people such as Li Hongji and Li Guo, most of them were subconsciously retreating in the face of the Jurchen's brave charge.

One or two are retreating, four or five are also retreating, and only the veterans are still gritting their teeth and holding their ground.

Ningxia Town's attack with Datong Town suddenly stalled, and even tended to collapse under Leng Geri's fierce attack.

In an instant, the situation took a turn for the worse.

The Ming army, which was still surrounded on three sides, soon fell into a serious crisis, and Zhu Xieyuan got the news almost at the same time that Leng Geli led the army to charge and kill Ningxia Town.

Zhu Xieyuan's location is fifteen miles behind Ningxia Town.

Wang Rujin didn't know if he could provoke the big beam, if he ran away like this, Ningxia Town would definitely collapse, and Zhu Xieyuan himself would be directly exposed.

At present, the soldiers and horses in Ningxia Town are crumbling, except for the soldiers and horses of Xuanfu who are crossing the river, Zhu Xieyuan only has a supervision battalion by his side.

But Jiannu is not a fool, if the Governor Biao battalion is sent to support Ningxia Town, Nurhachi is likely to guess his location directly.

In that way, the Jurchen cavalry of the entire battlefield will rush to this side.