Abai has been watching the battle, and seeing that the first Jiala has been unable to attack for a long time, he can't help but feel a little anxious, and he wants to send the second and third Jialadu up to completely cross the defense line of the Ming army.

Cherge saw his cousin's thoughts, and hurriedly dissuaded, saying that the Ming army's defense line was set up along the river, but it was a ring, and the area for attack was not wide.

Abai still listened to his cousin's opinion very much, and stopped thinking about it at the moment, but when he saw that the first Jiala was suppressed by all kinds of firearms of the Ming army, the soldiers suffered heavy losses, and there was no progress for a long time, he was also a little annoyed, and scolded: "Gurto, this minion is really a waste!" ”

"Third elder brother, the Ming army is good at using firearms, and it is rare for the first Jiala to approach the Ming army's defense line without fear of casualties."

The second Jiala Zhenyin Dahuqi and Gutuo were friends, and his brother Wu Erhan married Guerto's daughter, so he must say a good word to Guerto.

"The third brother is in a hurry, the loss of Guerto's people is not small, but the Ming army can't support it for long, just wait for their firearms and medicine to be consumed, and the minions will personally lead the troops to kill them!"

Zuomele Ezhen Duokana is very confident in the total annihilation of this Ming army of more than 1,000 cavalry, after all, the other side not only has few troops, but the defense line they rely on is even more rudimentary, and most importantly, the other side has no reinforcements!

Abai nodded, Duokana's words undoubtedly reassured him, compared to being able to capture and kill the dog thief in Liaoyang, the first Jiala died more armored people and his third elder brother could still accept it.

"How long can the Ming army last?"

"This..."

Whether it is Mailer's forehead, Jiala's forehead, or his own cousin, no one can give an accurate answer to the third elder brother.

They didn't tell the third elder brother that judging from the current battle situation, the Ming army was really a difficult bone to gnaw, and it was very difficult to fight compared to those Haixi tribes and Horqin people, so it was really unknown how long it could last.

The Khan used to say that the army's firearms were not terrible, but when he really faced those black holes, even if he was as brave as Dokana, he was a little uneasy.

Now, I can only give up the first Jiala, and strive to be able to consume the medicine of the Ming army.

At that time, they will definitely be able to give the third elder brother an accurate answer!

..........

The banner owner can bear the death of more armor-clad people in the first Jiala, but Gurto can't accept it, and several Niu Lu Ezhen under his command have come to complain, saying that the sons and daughters have died too much, and if they continue to fight like this, the first Jiala will be defeated.

The firearm of the most miserable loss of the most four Niu Lu Ezhen Budali Hai called Ming Ming injured his right leg, he was snatched back from the battlefield by his subordinates, and when he saw Jia La, he struggled to kneel, crying and begging Lord Ezhen to take down the fourth Niu Lu.

“... My lord, just leave some seeds for my fourth cow! ”

Gurto cried bitterly in his heart, but his face was unmoved, and he would not dare to order the withdrawal of troops even if he had 10,000 courage without the military order of the banner master.

"Carry him down for me!"

Gulto waved his hand impatiently, and several Goshkha immediately stepped forward and took the crying Budari Sea down. Seeing this, what else could the rest of the Niu Lu really say, they could only continue to go back to command with their hearts. Otherwise, Lord Ezhen will be angry and take them to military justice, and that will be the wrongful death.

In fact, the tenacity of the Ming army has far exceeded the judgment of these Niu Lu Ezhen on them, and since the southern and northern wars with the Khan, the Ming army is undoubtedly the strongest opponent they have ever encountered.

No wonder I heard that the old man in the banner often advised the Khan King not to conflict with the Ming Dynasty, otherwise it would lead to the disaster of extermination.

The Ming Kingdom and their army are indeed the most powerful army in the world!

It's just that there is no order to collect the troops, even if they are afraid in their hearts, this gang of Niu Lu Ezhen still has to lead their subordinates to charge the Ming army's defense line.

I don't know how many corpses were lying in front of the wooden fence of the Ming army, and the sky over the Anping River was full of gunsmoke. As the battle continued, the Jin soldiers also changed their tactics, they were no longer the usual horses rushing forward, but dismounted from a distance, and then either hid behind the horses, or half-squatted on the ground to shoot arrows at the Ming defense line in front.

This method of play can only be effective unless the Ming army is on the verge of collapse, or the soldiers are completely unprotected, but judging from the performance of the Ming army, these two points are basically non-existent.

It can also be said that this style of play is a collective "refuge" action of the officers of the Jin Army who are on the front line - it can minimize casualties.

The only thing that surprised Jin Bing was that the sound of the Ming army's guns seemed to have become thin.

.......

It's time!

Zomael's ears had been listening, he was judging the consumption of the Ming army's medicine, and he could now be sure that the Ming army's medicine was almost exhausted. It's just not used up, and there's not much left.

"Third elder brother, the slave has gone!"

Dokana turned on his horse, and nearly 1,000 cavalry from the seven Niulu rushed out of the large array with white flags, and then gathered in one place and rushed towards the Ming defense line.

"Little Thirteen, be careful!"

Cheger touched his brother's head, carefully tugged at the iron armor on his brother's body, patted the heart guard on his chest, and personally helped his brother onto the horse.

Abai's gaze was kind and encouraging.

For this Ama's favorite nephew, Abai, who is a cousin, has always loved and cared for him, and if Chaohar can make contributions, he will definitely ask his father Khan to promote Chaohar to Jialaezhen.

Along with Chaohar were 46 red-armored tooth warriors, all of whom were dressed in two layers of leather armor, wearing hats and helmets, and wearing heart guards, with an average age of about 30 years old.

"Kill!"

Chaohar drew his knife and pointed forward, the spire of his helmet shining brightly in the sunlight.

The young face was full of excitement.

.......

"Ezhen, it's the swing of the tooth, the banner master's swing of the tooth is dispatched!" Gulto's own soldiers excitedly pointed to the red-armored soldiers who galloped over to kill them.

Gurto breathed a sigh of relief, his first armor was lost more than half of the battle, and if the third elder brother didn't increase his troops, he wouldn't have the face to go back to see the families of those dead soldiers.

"Blow the trumpet!"

The 1st Armor Division, which was in a stalemate with the Ming army, heard the sound of the horn, and they quickly moved away, revealing a wide field that could accommodate thousands of cavalry charging at the same time.

Chaohar's heart beat faster, but the horse's speed always remained at a constant speed, running forward unhurriedly, and then accelerating a little bit.

On his left flank, the same was true of the thousand warriors led by Meler Ezhen Dokana, whose dull sound of horses' hooves sounded in his ears like the most beautiful sound in the world.

Strictly speaking, this is the first time Chaohar has fought with the Ming army, and the last sneak attack of the Ming army is not what a man should do at all in his opinion.

Nanban, let you know what a warrior is!

With the gesture of Chaohar, the 46 red-armored tooth-swinging soldiers lay on their horses in unison, which allowed them to avoid the Ming army's guns and cannons to the greatest extent.

The Ming army on the opposite side noticed the addition of the new forces of the Jin army, the military flags on the sentry platform were constantly waving, and the sharp trumpet sound was also transmitted from the south to the north.

300 zhang, 200 zhang, 100 zhang...

The speed of the horse is getting faster and faster, and the heartbeat is getting faster and faster.

As the horses passed through the array of the first armoured men who were standing on the ground and looking at them with admiration on their faces, the red-armored soldiers were all filled with pride.

They are the elite of each banner, and they are also the well-deserved warriors of the Jurchen clan.

They are hungry for battle, hungry for victory!

They are not afraid of the Ming people!

They want to slaughter those damned Ming people who have been oppressing them like cattle and sheep!

After this battle, they will be true warriors, warriors who defeat the Ming people!

Amma! The child will not disgrace you!

Chaohar straightened up and clenched the long knife in his hand hard, he wanted to use the severed head of the Ming people as a gift for Eniang!

As Ama once said, their Niu Hulu family is a real Jurchen surname, and they are also the most loyal servants of the Khan King!

There are only warriors who died on the battlefield in their Niu Hulu family, and there were no wrecks who died in bed!

If you want to get the respect of all the Jurchens, you can only prove yourself with bravery!

"Kill!"

Chaohar closed his mask, which was given to him by the Khan's uncle, who didn't want his nephew to have a scar on his face.

"Kill!"

The shouts of thousands of Jin army cavalry dispersed the smoke in mid-air, making the Anping River not far away seem to suddenly stop.