And the battlefield in the south of Shenyang was a collision of iron and blood between the most powerful iron cavalry and the most stubborn infantry army in the seventeenth century.

Why on the battlefield at the end of the Ming Dynasty and the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, the Qing people said that in the countless battles won by the Qing Dynasty, the strength of the field battle was not out of Montenegro.

Da Ming said that the strength of the field battle is no greater than the Hunhe River.

The bloody battle of Montenegro and the bloody battle of the Hunhe River are just different names for the same battle, but whether it is the title of the Qing people or the Ming people, they are all called bloody battles.

In terms of the comparison of the strength of the two armies on the north bank of the Hunhe River alone, counting the men and horses in Shenyang, the Jin army has reached an overwhelming advantage of eleven to one.

There are also iron-blooded eight banners that go forward and follow each other like a pack of wolves and fierce beasts to resist the charge.

However, under such an absolutely crazy onslaught, the Jiuqianchuan Army still stood still.

Nurhachi brandished his sword like crazy, and the 50,000 troops of the four banners on the right flank collided again and again.

The infantry armor was shattered, then the cavalry went directly into battle, and the cavalry's war horse was pierced through the chest by the Ming army's horse rejection gun, and even the horse rejection gun was broken by the war horse galloping.

In the Sichuan army, after the spear in someone's hand broke the armor, all of them pierced into the body of the war horse, leaving only a small piece of spear, but the Jin army still pounced fiercely.

Whoever dies his horse dismounts and fights again, and he who falls off his horse crawls into battle.

Those who broke their hands and feet hugged the Ming army with their mutilated limbs.

They punched and kicked, and gnashed their teeth......

"Throw the gun!"

The middle stone pillar army is the most stable, and the attack is also the most ruthless, and the penetration of the rows of throwing guns can be called the power of anti-weapon anti-tank rifles compared to the bow and crossbow.

There are Jin soldiers, people and horses, and they are strung into sugar gourds by the throwing guns of the Shizhu Army.

However, the Jin army's offensive was too fierce, as tough as the stone pillar army, and the outer car formation also showed signs of loosening.

"Chopping the saber, up!"

Suddenly there were rows of soldiers jumping on the chariot, no armor or helmets, red clothes and hair, that was the color of the Ming Dynasty.

There are hundreds of swordsmen led by Qin Banghan personally, and they come out of the battle formation with hideous faces, just to return the color to the strongest in the world.

"White pole soldiers!"

Connected to the hundreds of white-pole soldiers behind him, Qin Yiming's spear was the most dazzling, under the hot sun, he was long and jade, and his black face was neither happy nor angry, like a black sculpture.

He is the most fierce scolding, but he is by no means the fastest, Qin Yiming, who has been fighting horses for forty years, does not know how many enemies he has killed with his own hands, and he does not know how many robes he has buried with his own hands.

He just got colder and colder, his heart and hands were cold, and gradually the whole person became silent.

Because he doesn't like to kill, and he doesn't like to talk either.

But at this time, he was young and vigorous, and a spear was closed as if it were sealed, and his eyes were shining left and right.

Qin Bangping's slashing knives moved in the nine heavens.

Qin Yiming's white-pole guns were sent and received in an instant, moving like meteors and as fast as lightning.

The hook and sickle under his command cooperated with the second uncle's horse chopping knife, and in a team of two, they demonstrated like a harvester cutting wheat on the plain.

The swords were wide open and closed, the white-pole spears were driven straight in, and no one cared about the defense, and these brave men were fighting for their lives with the enemy from the moment they jumped out of the battle formation.

Chopping swords and shattering armor, and white-pole guns breaking armor; The chopping knife cut off the horse's head, and the white pole gun waited for an opportunity to open the horse's belly.

If the slasher succeeds, the fallen soldier will be pierced by a white pole gun.

The two Jin soldiers in front of them were killed by the Stone Pillar Army and turned over on their backs, and they did not exchange for the lives of the dead soldiers of the Stone Pillar Army, but there were almost no standing men and horses on their side.

As soon as the bangzi sounded, the two death squads solemnly withdrew to the battle formation, and the spears continued to stand upright on the chariots, and the guns and cannons rang out again in front and back of the military formation.

The Yongning Army and the Youyang Army on the left and right flanks were also all killed.

The barrels and barrels of the artillery and muskets were red, and the shells and ammunition were almost gone, but there was still no sign of an end to the battle, and Nurhachi's Eight Banners Army was still desperately charging.

It's just wave after wave, one after another, and the old Han king, like the Ming army, can't see any miracles in this collision of iron and blood.

Layers of corpses piled up on the north bank of the Hunhe River, and in just a few hours of fighting, the four banners on the right flank lost thousands of troops.

The northern army that had escaped forty miles saw that Huang Taiji had withdrawn, and hurried back to Baitapu slowly, but only when they heard the report that the sentinel had returned, they were already so frightened that their bones were soft, and they couldn't walk, and they walked more and more slowly.

Gradually, King Han calmed down a little, and he trembled in distress.

It was too easy to capture Shenyang City a while ago, which made King Han contempt for the Ming army, if he saw Yuan Yingtai, he would even spit on the pig's face, and then scold him: You idiot.

Could it be that idiot who facilitated this bloody battle that shouldn't have happened?

Even King Han, who had calmed down, could no longer find a reason to start this bloody battle.

Shouldn't it, can't it?

The Ming army definitely knows that it is impossible to win, I have 100,000 iron cavalry in Shenyang City, and you only have more than 10,000 in total, but you want to have a big fight with me, and it is under the condition that I am waiting for work?

What kind of logic is this?

Maybe war is like two people who scare each other, spitting at each other, standing on the street with their waists and scolding the air, and then they all scare themselves so much that they just rush up to K and his daughter regardless of anything.

King Lao Han felt that the Sichuan army was crazy, really crazy, but what about himself?

How could he not know that this Sichuan army was the largest group of thorns in the Ming army in Liaodong, but he still gritted his teeth and came to pull out other people's front teeth?

The battle on the north bank of the Hunhe River can be described as a tearing battle between a pack of wild wolves and a hedgehog.

The result can be imagined, in the end, the wolf is full of thorns, and the hedgehog is full of hair.

Pierced by a hedgehog, the old wolf king Nurhachi finally realized in his heart that this must be the most painful battle he had ever encountered.

"Manchu Old Files" also recorded the bloody battle of the Hunhe River in the future, saying: It was the first bloody battle of Liaozuo's troops, and it was the most tragic battle suffered by the Qing Dynasty before entering the customs.

In this battle, the losses of the Eight Banners Army were more than those in the battles of Ningyuan and Ningjin.

However, the old lady looked at the map, and this was just the beginning of an appetizer.

Although Nurhachi was sober, he didn't realize that he would suffer a bigger blow, because the most powerful Ming Dynasty in three hundred years, and the most powerful, calmest and most ferocious in China for thousands of years: the Ming Female Military God!

...... I haven't come out to say hello to him yet.

This is a battlefield that even the old Han king has never seen for decades.

The confrontation between the two armies is like a mountain running to the sea, the vast field of the iron horse galloping is like sand and clouds, the waves of turmoil fade, and the Ming army is still standing solemnly.

The first charge resounded in the sky like a water sounding gorge, and the collision again and again was like a thunderwave rolling wind and rain, but the defeat and retreat again and again seemed to dissipate like a white rainbow, making all the Eight Banners indescribably angry and depressed.

During the first few waves of charges, the four flag owners and Gushan who were squeezed back by the flow of four flags were still crying.