Azig was all cavalry, but the cavalry of the Jianyu was not the same as the light cavalry of the Mongols.

In the process of combat, Jianguo still relied more on war horses to provide transfer speed, and in the process of frontal combat, Jianguo was actually more accustomed to infantry combat.

It is precisely because of this that the cavalry equipment of Jianyu is much more than that of the light cavalry of the Mongols, and the cavalry's war horses are not blindfolded like the Guanning iron cavalry that charges professionally.

The Qing army's camp was seven miles away from the Jingchengguan battlefield, and Azig and others did not dare to ride their horses with all their might at the initial stage, and only began to rush forward when the artillery bombardment was carried out.

Fortunately, the artillery unit arranged by Li Jinghong played some role, and by the time Azig arrived at a distance of only two hundred steps from the battlefield, more than ten minutes had passed.

Azig, who charged here, was a little surprised when he saw the Ming army's formation at the pass, because there was Taihang Mountain behind him, and the Ming army's formation was in an obvious basin shape, which looked very dangerous.

Of course, what made Azig even more panicked was the Guanning Iron Cavalry led by Wu Sangui, for this group of old opponents, Jian Yu was probably more familiar with their combat power than the Ming army itself.

But when I looked at the figures in the fat jackets of the big red mandarin ducks in front of the front of the Ming army, I could still find the shadows of Wu Sangui and others.

"Dashuai, where did you break through?"

In the midst of the surging cavalry, Nikan asked Azig in a loud voice.

At this time, time could no longer allow the Qing army to turn around, and Azig was old in the battle formation after all, so he directly waved his long knife and pointed at the front of the Ming army.

"Charge there and crush them!"

"Roar~~"

More than 10,000 horsemen roared, and as they rode up like savages, they gestured with their spears and sabers.

"Ready, shoot."

The Ming army arrays on both wings were the first to send the order, and the Ming bayonet that followed the Ming army's guns made the war horses under Jianyu's command subconsciously lean towards the center of the large array.

Such a dense formation gave the winged muskets exactly the opportunity to play.

"Bang", "Bang", "Bang"

"Bang", "Bang", "Bang"

On the land of Hebei, the Ming army led by Li Jinghong finally used the three styles of Longxiang to make Jianyu understand what it means to pour firepower.

Up to 6,000 muskets were fired at a rate of 10 rounds per minute, and 60,000 rounds of ammunition were fired into the central battlefield in one minute.

Although due to the distance, these firepower could not cover all the Jianlu cavalry, but the Jianlu cavalry team close to the two flanks was still visibly directly thinned by the naked eye.

Yes, thinned by a layer.

One by one, the black-faced and yellow-toothed, or tattooed ones with broken hair and tattoos fell directly from their horses in a panicked and painful scream, and many corpses even fell out of their internal organs.

"Forward Shoot!"

Realizing that their own firing distance and coverage were too small, the commanders of the two wings immediately gave a loud order.

The soldiers of the Ming army, who were still lined up, walked briskly in small steps, and kept reloading.

The three styles of Long Xiang gave them a great sense of psychological security, as long as they still had bullets, as long as they still had comrades, then the enemy would eventually lose.

In the large formation of the Jianlu cavalry, Azig and Nikan and other Jianyu generals let out a painful roar, "Han dog, I don't share the sky with you. ”

These are all elites with white flags, and these are all good minions of their own family.

Without leaving much time for these savage-like Jurchens to react, the Ming army's position, which still maintained a hollow phalanx in front of the front army, also began to shoot.

The entire battlefield was filled with white smoke, and the previous battle had not yet dissipated, forming a faint mist under the Jingcheng Pass.

"Kill!"

The Jianyu cavalry, showing their yellow teeth and dripping saliva, finally crashed into the front military formation of the Ming army after dodging rounds of bullets.

Just when a Jianlu cavalryman waved his knife and was about to cut the Ming army in half in front of him, two soldiers in front of the Ming army's hollow phalanx stabbed the bayonet in their hands from under the horses together.

A stinging man, a stinging horse.

In the midst of the horse's screams, the captive was directly stabbed in half with a bayonet.

The two Ming soldiers smoothly pulled out the bayonets with the bloodletting grooves and continued to stab the next Jianguo who rushed up.

The entire Ming army was constantly repeating this action, and because the grenadiers threw grenades to destroy the impact of the Jianyu cavalry, the Jianyu cavalry could not exert the power they should have.

In just a moment of contact, at least seven or eight hundred cavalrymen were directly killed in the sound of guns and bayonets.

The Ming army arranged several hollow phalanxes to ensure that no matter which side it was facing, hundreds of soldiers could fire at Jianyu.

Even if the cavalry of Jianyu rushed through a gap in the phalanx, they would also receive bullets from behind.

The effect of Li Jinghong's formation in the city was quickly reflected.

At the same time as the cavalry led by Azig charged the front army, the Ming army arranged on both flanks began to accelerate its march towards the battlefield.

There is a possibility that the captives will be surrounded and annihilated!

In the cavalry formation, Nikan looked back at this posture, and immediately shouted at Azig in fright: "Prince, you have been tricked." ”

Azig immediately decided, "The whole army retreats!" ”

At this moment, one of the phalanx commanders in the former military array caught a glimpse of Nikan's figure.

He picked up the musket that was stuck upside down on the ground, slammed it at Nikan's pigtail head and pulled the trigger.

As Azig watched, the wild boar's skin descendant's neck was like a water pipe had been burst, and blood gushed out with a snap, killing him instantly.

"Grass, missed", the phalanx leader punched himself in some annoyance.

"Nikan!"

Azig let out a scream of sorrow and looked back as he was driven back by his own soldiers.

The Ming troops on both sides are accelerating closer, and it will be too late if they don't retreat.

In the end, the speed of the Ming army slowed down after all, and the more than 3,000 Qing troops who were carrying Azig finally escaped from the front of the battle, leaving only corpses and moaning wounded.

"Stop the pursuit and clean up the battlefield."

Looking at the remnants of the fleeing soldiers, Li Jinghong waved his hand to stop the impatience of the soldiers and horses under his command.

"Wan Sheng!"

Under the Jingcheng Pass, a burst of cheers erupted in the Ming army's array.

With 12,000 Ming troops, they resisted 30,000 Jianqing, and killed and wounded most of them, and the modern combat system of the Liu family made the Qing army realize the pain of Bali Bridge in advance.

This situation became clearer as the results of the battle were told.

The entire Ming army suffered 1,127 casualties, while there were 20,043 corpses of the Qing army on the battlefield alone, and the rest were 6,879 surviving prisoners.

When the news broke, the whole army was even more excited.

What a Jurchen is invincible, let your mother's bullshit.

"Commander, please also advise, what to do with these captives?"

In Li Jinghong's army, a brigade commander came to ask for instructions.

Li Jinghong pondered for a moment with a blank eye, and then ordered loudly.

"Before coming, the second brother had a clear order, Jianyu invaded Huaxia, the crime is unforgivable, and ordered all the captives to be killed, and the Jingguan was built in front of the Jingcheng Pass to deter Hulu."

"Whoa!"

In the Ming army, the morale of a group of hawkish generals was greatly boosted.

"By the way, leave a few real Jurchens, and we still have to bring something for Chief Fulin of Jianyu."

From the Qing army that died, the Ming soldiers found Nikan's body, and after the capture identification, Li Jinghong planned to make a fuss about it.

Later, several fast horses galloped out of the Ming army's large array, and the three lucky ones who were selected were constantly rushing east in panic with bloody scalps, and a beautiful box was hung on the horse of one of them.

"A Jianyu without a pig's tail is a good Jianyu", Li Jinghong laughed as he looked at the backs of the three Tartars.

Azig ran wildly with three thousand remnants of his army, and did not dare to stop and breathe until thirty miles away.

Counting his soldiers and horses carefully, Azig came from his heart.

This notoriously grumpy prince cried out loud.

It didn't take long for the three Tartars who ran out of the Ming army formation to find the big team, and Azig took the box and looked at it, and immediately became even more angry.

Two days later, Azig, who hurried all the way back to Beijing, appeared in the Qianqing Palace, which was not burned by Li Zicheng.

"Your Majesty, I deserve to die, I deserve to die, not to mention the loss of the army, but also to leave Nikan in the army, please punish Your Majesty."

In the Qianqing Palace, the young Fulin, accompanied by Dolgon, Zilharang and other Manchu officials, looked at Azig kneeling under His Highness and the box beside him with a grim face.

Although Fulin was young, he really inherited the fierceness of his son Huang Taiji and Jurchen Shengfan, and he didn't blink his eyes when he looked at Nikan's head that couldn't close his eyes.

Dolgon's face flushed and he pulled Nikan's head out, a shaved head with a line carved into his face.

"If anyone dares to kill our people, our Han army will ask for their heads"

"Ming Prime Minister Liu Xi lives to stay"