In the second year of Chongzhen, the second day of October.

Sonomu had just arrived the night before, and Wang Zezhi had caught up the next morning.

Sonomu and the Horqin tribe were shocked, Wang Zezhi just ordered the artillerymen to come for a baptism, and before the cavalry attacked, the entire Horqin tribe began to scatter and flee.

The main reason is that all the young men in the Horqin clan followed the twenty-three Baylors to go with the Emperor Taiji on the expedition to the Ming Dynasty, and they had no strength to resist at all.

After the artillery bombardment, the cavalry began to harvest, and the elite cavalry had no suspense about the old and weak women and children.

The Horqin tribe stationed at Long'an Station fell within a day, and Wang Zezhi captured countless cattle and sheep captives.

This Horqin is not the whole of the Horqin Department, you must know that Horqin has four subordinates, divided into ten banners, and tens of thousands of households.

It was Wang Zezhi's original plan to go to Hao'er, which was also the nomadic land of the Horqin Department.

In a panic, Sonomu fled in the direction of Shengjing.

Wang Zezhi did not pursue immediately, but ordered the whole army to camp in place, and he wanted to use this as a base to start the campaign for Houjin, and in addition to this, he had to wait for one person, that is, Wang Xian.

Wang Xian brought sappers disguised as merchants to transport supplies to various supply points, and in addition, Wang Zezhi also ordered him to install internal responses in various cities in Houjin to facilitate his attack on the city.

"Report, there are large groups of enemy troops attacking from the north and south."

Before Wang Zezhi's camp was firmly established, a sentry came to report that the enemy's reinforcements had arrived.

When Wang Zezhi heard this, he immediately ordered a formation to meet the enemy.

He rode to a high ground and held up his monoculars to look at it.

More than 2,000 people came from the north, and there were more people from the south, and it was estimated that there should be tens of thousands.

The whereabouts of Wang Zezhi's army had been leaked when they approached the Sonomu camp.

Now he has hit the enemy's lair, and the enemy cannot be unresponsive.

There were fewer enemies in the north, because there was only one fortress to the north, and there were many castles and guards to the south, and there was also Shengjing, the capital of the Later Jin Dynasty.

With Wang Zeyi's order, the sound of trumpets and drums continued to sound, and according to the order, the sergeants of one squad after another, row by row, and company after company began to line up.

With the company as a unit, in a few dozen breaths, they formed several phalanxes with both offense and defense.

"Drumming to meet the battle, artillery bombardment."

"Knock Knock ~ Knock Knock ~"

"Boom~"

Drums sounded and artillery rang out.

Like a passionate war song, the herald kept waving the flag to convey Wang Zezhi's orders.

"The steel-armored heavy cavalry is the vanguard to attack the southern road, the light cavalry charges, the northern enemy is met head-on, the arrow rain strikes, the focus is on the enemy army in the south, the musketeers guard the gunners, and the personal guards follow me to stick to the Chinese army camp."

Amid the sound of horses' hooves, a sea of steel strode towards the enemy formation to the south.

The first to arrive was a rain of arrows like dark clouds.

To the north, the light cavalry, under the cover of artillery, pierced the enemy's cavalry array with arrows while firing on horseback.

The two soldiers handed over, and the flesh and blood of the horses and sergeants flew all over the sky.

The Jin soldiers who rushed up were hit head-on, and they were caught off guard.

The Jin people have been crisscrossing Liaodong for so many years, and they have never seen such a powerful Ming army, and in their eyes, the Ming army does not dare to fight with them at all.

In the field, as long as they encounter the Ming army, no matter how many soldiers and horses there are, they will be defeated and annihilated.

It can be said that ten Jin soldiers in the field of Liaodong can easily defeat a hundred Ming troops.

This is also the reason why they dare to abandon the city after receiving the information.

What they didn't expect was that this time they kicked the iron plate, and the Ming army on the opposite side was not something they could resist at all.

It was Amin Belle who led the army from the south, because he couldn't let go of the MLM business in Shengjing City, so he volunteered to stay.

Amin has an extreme personality, is self-serving, and easy to act recklessly.

When he heard that the Ming army was coming, he attacked from Shengjing with a few defenders and horses without saying a word.

"Attack the enemy's artillery, attack the enemy's artillery with all your might." Amembel knew the power of artillery, because Nurhachi died at the hands of artillery.

When he found out that the enemy was a hard guy, he immediately changed his tactics and attacked Wang Zezhi's artillery position.

"Gunners prepare, check the ammunition." The king gave the order, the heralds waved their flags, and the musketeers carefully inspected them.

Amin Belle divided three thousand elite horsemen and charged at the artillery position without fear of death.

"Ready."

"Into range."

"First echelon, shooting."

The noise continued, and the firecrackers of the first echelon raised the Lumi guns in their hands and aimed them at the enemies in front of them.

At this distance, the enemy's bows and arrows will not hit them at all, but the Lumi Gun's long attack range can easily kill them.

The sound of firecrackers rang out, and the enemies who rushed over saw a flash of fire in front of them, and then a cloud of smoke rose up, and before they could react, they saw their fellow clansmen fall off their horses one by one.

Amin Belle stared at the cavalry rushing towards the artillery position with wide eyes, and he couldn't help but wonder, what kind of firearms did the officers and soldiers of the Ming Dynasty use, and why were they so powerful?

In his consciousness, the firearms of the Ming army were either short and small, or often dumb fire, and it was impossible for them to have this kind of power.

With the sound of metal, the first echelon of musketeers immediately retreated, and they quickly began to reload their ammunition.

Their movements seem dazzling to outsiders, but to them practice makes perfect, it doesn't take long at all, and some people don't even need to look at the fire gun to bounce back the medicine.

While the first echelon retreated, the second echelon began to continue firing.

"Shoot!"

Under the orders of the company commanders, the firecrackers of the second echelon pulled the plate machine.

Sharp projectiles shot out one after another, shooting out blood mist on the enemy's body, and the enemies who rushed over were knocked to the ground one by one.

You must know that the fire guns under Wang Zezhi's command are the most ruthless and poisonous Lumi guns.

The enemies who rushed over, whether they were leather armor or iron armor, could not block Lu Mi's blow.

The Jin people who crisscrossed Liaodong were killed by Wang Zezhi's firecrackers one after another, and they had never encountered such a scene.

The second-echelon firecrackers retreated, and the third-echelon firecrackers pressed up.

As for the first echelon of firecrackers, they were ready to go to the back of the fifth echelon.

Another flash of fire flashed, and a line of fireworks rose.

As the third echelon of musketeers was discharged, the enemy on the opposite side finally rushed to the range of the bow and arrow.

But at last only twenty or thirty of the three thousand men rushed forward, and these twenty or thirty men were so frightened that they forgot to shoot, and they turned their horses and ran back.

For the fourth-echelon sergeants who were anxiously waiting, how could they let go of their military exploits and run, so in the sporadic gunfire, the cavalry that Amin Belle transferred over to raid the artillery position was completely annihilated.

Amin Bel's eyes were red, and after seeing that the three thousand troops were all annihilated, he planned to order the whole army to fight to the death.

He was about to give the order when he was stopped by his men, and without him, their frontal attack had already been routed by the steel-armored heavy cavalry.

As for the rest of the soldiers and horses, they were no longer in formation, and they scattered and fled.

When Amin Belle saw this, he turned his horse's head and fled south.