Under the leadership of Jurkhan, the Mongols began the first round of charge, and they came like a flood with a sluice gate, and in an instant the earth resounded with a rumbling sound of horses' hooves, like a thunderclap in the sky suddenly sounded around them.

Without Zhu Youzhen's orders, the sword and shield men in the back row rushed to the front for the first time, and they used the shields in their hands to instantly build a shield wall, and behind this shield wall were pikemen ready to go, they would use the gaps in the shields to harvest the enemy with the spears in their hands.

After the pikemen, there were archers who had abandoned their bows and arrows, and at this time they had been arranged in four rows according to Zhu Youzhen's requirements, with the muzzles of the black holes pointed forward, and everyone's fingers had been placed on the trigger.

Zhu Youzhen couldn't help but sneer a few times when he saw Zhu Erhan's charging formation, more than a hundred years have passed, and the Mongol attack has not grown at all like their ancestors. Zhu Youzhen couldn't be clearer about Zhu Erhan's intention to put himself in the pot, but Zhu Youzhen would not let Zhu Erhan succeed so easily.

"Everyone, get ready." Zhu Youzhen raised his sword high.

And Jurkhan has begun to whip the horsewhip non-stop, he doesn't know why the opponent has not shot from a distance, but for him, the opponent has given up the long shot is the best news.

"A thousand meters, eight hundred meters." Just charge a few hundred meters, and when the archers are exposed to the cavalry's attack, it's time for the cavalry to perform.

"Boom." In the deafening sound, the distance between the two armies was further reduced, and even some of the Mongols with good range had begun to draw their bows and arrows.

Serev, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, was also extremely nervous, he knew that the Korqin people were powerful, but when he really saw it with his own eyes, he felt that it was so terrifying.

"Shoot." Zhu Youzhen suddenly yelled.

The soldiers in the first row immediately pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"Boom." Five thousand guns rang out almost at the same moment, and the sound was not much worse than that of a cavalry charge.

The scarlet bullet quickly rushed out of the muzzle and flew towards the rushing Horqin people, who were charging rapidly, and the Horqin people who were charging rapidly suddenly turned on their backs, and the hundreds of horsemen who rushed to the front fell directly to the ground with their horses and horses, but the Horqin people in the back were unmoved, and stepped directly on the corpses of their companions.

They had long been accustomed to the greeting of firearms in the confrontation with the Ming army, and in their opinion, as long as they had survived the first round of the Ming army's charge, the balance of victory was in their hands.

However, this time they miscalculated, and the sound of the Ming army's firearms did not stop, but continued to exert its might.

In the rear of the Ming army, the Huzun cannon also began to roar, and one by one the shells were pushed out of the barrel and hit the rear of the Horqin people, and a large area was taken away at once.

Under the greeting of the bullets, countless Horqin cavalry fell one after another, some were directly taken away by the bullets, and those who were not taken away were also trampled into pulp by their companions behind them.

In the face of huge casualties, the psychological defense line of the Horqin people finally collapsed, they didn't know what was going on, when did the Ming firearms become so powerful, and they began to retreat unorganizedly.

And poor Julhan was also hit by a bullet in the middle of the chaos and fell off his horse.

The Korqin people who lost their command became even more confused, and Serev, who had been watching the battle at this time, could no longer hold back, and originally wanted to command 100,000 Mongolian iron cavalry to attack, but after shouting for a long time, he found that no one obeyed his orders.

Knowing that these people were still obeying the order of the Ming Emperor not to interfere, Serev didn't care about anything, so he ordered his troops and horses to pursue the Korqin people.

At this time, Zhu Youzhen also began to command the Guanning Iron Cavalry to charge, these cavalry had already been gearing up, and now they got Zhu Youzhen's order, and suddenly pursued in the direction of the Horqin retreat like a tiger.

The Horqin royal court had become a Shura battlefield at this time, and the pursuing Guanning Iron Cavalry and Serev's troops launched an attack on the troops left behind in Horqin. Those remaining troops were the opponents of the coalition forces, and they were slaughtered in less than a moment, and the old people and children of those tribes were all spared, and all of them became dead souls under the sword.

When Zhu Youzhen arrived on the battlefield, all the battles had ended, the originally prominent Horqin people were wiped out in an instant, the women of the tribe had already been concentrated, and the treasures treasured by the Horqin people for several generations had also become Zhu Youzhen's bag.

Serev didn't dare to make his own decisions about these possessions, although he was very greedy and wanted to keep these things for himself, but the attitude of the 100,000 Mongolian iron horsemen under his command just now had made him understand that if he dared to resist the Ming Emperor, then his tribe would have the same fate in an instant.

"Your Majesty the Emperor, what do you think of these women? To kill or not to kill? How many kills? Serev respectfully asked.

Zhu Youzhen didn't answer, but looked at the women, and the women at this time were all curled up together in fear, and each of them had fear written in their eyes.

For these women, Zhu Youzhen has already thought of a way to deal with them, he wants to bring all these women back to the mainland, after Li Zicheng and other displaced people have been raging for many years, the population has dropped sharply, and many peasants can't even eat enough, let alone women, Zhu Youzhen wants to bring these women back as a prize to reward those displaced people who have made military merits and defected to the imperial court.

At the same time, another purpose of Zhu Youzhen is to rely on the hybridization of these homeless people and Mongolian women to cultivate the best next generation.

After disposing of the woman, what is left is Horqin's treasure, and now that there is a system, it is easier for Zhu Youzhen to count the money, as long as he silently recites the system, he will report the amount of treasure in the entire Horqin.

Four million taels of silver. Compared with the big families of the Central Plains Dynasty, this money is nothing, but it is already a lot to have this money in the bitter cold land located in the north of the desert.

"One million taels of silver is yours." Although Zhu Youzhen is very short of money now, he is not stingy, he knows a truth, if you want others to be loyal to you, then you have to make others feel that it is profitable to follow you, one million taels is nothing to Zhu Youzhen, but for those Mongolian tribes who are used to it, it is a big pie falling from the sky.

Sure enough, when they heard that His Majesty the Emperor was going to give them a reward of one million taels of silver, they were excited and grateful.