Although Ah Bai was brave and took the lead, it was a pity that he didn't know the Ying Long Army too well, and he didn't want to believe the joy he had heard from others, and he thought that he could kill the Ming army by violently charging and killing, but unfortunately he was wrong, and he could only take his life for this.

"Ahh

There were Manchurian soldiers roaring behind, watching Ah Bai fall from his horse, Ah Bai's death, and only the first wave of attacks killed Ah Bai, this supreme commander of the Manchurian army, how could the Manchu people accept it.

At this moment, all the people who were within one hundred and fifty meters were cleared by the dense bullets of the Fourth Army!

"Rescue General Ahbai!" There was a roar of rage.

"Drive!"

"Kill"

The Manchurians rode their horses again, desperate to save their general Abai, but unfortunately the bullets of the dragon army were ruthless.

Those people were still within the range of Ying Longjun's fire, and it was even more impossible to rush to the place where Ah Bai's corpse was.

"Fire!"

"Bang Bang Bang"

"Bang Bang Bang"

Ying Longjun kept firing, and the people who rushed in were as if they were sent to death, falling in pieces, people on their backs, and piles of corpses!

At this time, the artillery of the artillery battalion was also ready.

Oversized bullets were stuffed into the chambers.

"Fire!"

"Boom Boom"

Fifty new 90-millimeter cannons roared in unison, and fifty shells exploded in the midst of the full crowd, and in a moment, the blood mist was filled, and the stumps and arms were broken.

The Manchurians suffered heavy casualties, but most of this Manchu army was made up of veterans and remnants who survived the Nurhachi era and the Huang Taiji era, plus they were already not young, and they were even more fearless of death, and they even ignored the charge for a while.

Ying Long's army could only keep firing, firing rows of dense bullets, and the artillery battalion kept firing artillery, and powerful shells exploded among the people.

As the casualties of the Manchurians gradually became more and more severe, there were countless corpses of the Manchurians lying on the battlefield within 100 meters to 200 meters away from the Yinglong Army's military formation.

"Boom, boom, boom!!"

"Poof!"

Some shells exploded directly on the pile of corpses, blowing up countless blood mist and broken limbs and broken arms, and many corpses were directly thrown away and fell on other corpse piles, the scene was like the Shura region, bloody and cruel!

Yan Yingyuan looked at all this indifferently, not only did he not have the slightest compassion, but there was even a sneer in his expression.

At this moment, he had already decided that this army of Manchus had come to die in vain, not out of some trickery, although it seemed tragic, in fact it was the fearless of the ignorant. In this regard, Yan Yingyuan did not have any forbearance and compassion, the Ming Dynasty and the Manchus have been at war for decades, especially the period from the end of the Ming Dynasty to the end of Chongzhen, almost dragged down by the Manchus. Five times from the direction of the Great Wall broke through, killed how many Han men, kidnapped how many Han women, and led to the destruction of many families.

Yan Yingyuan does not feel who is right and who is wrong, there is only victory and defeat at present, either the victory of the Manchurians or the victory of the Ming Dynasty, and the war is originally cruel.

As the casualties became more and more severe, and the leader Ahbai was dead, now he didn't even know that the body was buried in that pile of corpses.

Faced with the constant death like an egg hitting a stone, the Manchurians also developed fear.

"Immortal God! Khan! "A Manchu veteran of the Nurhachi era looked up to the sky and cried out, he was sixty years old, he had witnessed the honor of the Eight Banners, and at this moment he saw the former Eight Banners veterans constantly falling on the battlefield, and he couldn't help the enemy, and he couldn't even cause any harm to the enemy, he couldn't accept all this, and the Ming army shattered his faith.

"Nope! Eight Banners is invincible! The veteran roared angrily, ignoring the bullets of the Ming army, and met them until he died.

Back then, Nurhachi had established an invincible faith for them, but now the faith has been ruthlessly broken by the Ming army, and their hearts are like ashes.

When nearly half of the 30,000-strong Manchu army was killed or wounded, the Manchus finally couldn't support it, the casualties were too miserable, and they were all senseless deaths and injuries sent to death in vain, which made people desperately afraid.

In the end, not everyone is not afraid of death, there are also people who are afraid of death, and at this moment, some of the Manchus looked at the piles of corpses in front of them, and under fear, they did not dare to take a step beyond the thunder pool within the range of the Dragon Army.

"Hmph, people are scared!" Feng Houdun sneered, mercilessly sarcastic.

Over the years, the Manchus have risen by barbarism and by capturing the Han people, and now it is time for them to come out and return.

"Withdraw!" Finally, some of the Manchurians could not bear such desperate casualties and began to retreat.

They can't help but despair, more than half of the casualties have been lost, and they have never been able to break through the Ming army's 100-meter death blockade to get close to the Ming army.

Not all the remaining Manchus retreated, and some of them were never able to accept this cruel defeat that was bloody and bloody, just like the Manchu veteran just now, the faith that had been established was shattered, which was unacceptable to death.

In the end, some of the Manchus retreated in horror, and some of the Manchus rushed over as if they were dying.

After half a pillar of incense, the battlefield where the guns and cannons roared just now, and the battlefield that shouted to kill the earth-shattering suddenly became quiet, and as the last Manchu fell, the soldiers of the Fourth Army of the Yinglong Army could no longer find a Manchu figure who could still stand up in their sight.

A tragic battlefield, piles of corpses.

"Big brother, these are all full of people!" Feng Houdun looked at the countless corpses full of people, and said excitedly.

To say that their Fourth Army has experienced many major battles, and has also defeated 100,000 troops in one battle, but it is the first time to kill so many Manchus at one time, although this is not the only time that the Ming Dynasty has fought with the Manchus, but it is absolutely rare, and the most important thing is that this is what their Fourth Army did.

Although Yan Yingyuan was introverted, he was also a little happy at this time.

War is cruel, many years of battlefield experience, Yan Yingyuan has already practiced like a stone, not to mention that the people in front of him are Manchurian, even the Han people can't arouse his slightest unbearable heart, and the victory of the war is the most important.

"Take advantage of the victory and pursue, go straight to Shenyang City!" Yan Yingyuan didn't hesitate much, and he didn't even have time to count the battlefield, so he ordered the army to pursue with victory.

Killing so many Manchus this time will inevitably hit the strength of the Manchus in Liaodong and shake the hearts of the Manchus in Liaodong, Yan Yingyuan hopes to take this opportunity to capture Shenyang City in one fell swoop, so that the capital of the Manchu Nurhachi and Huang Taiji era will return to the hands of the Ming Dynasty, which is definitely a ruthless blow to the heart of the Manchus who were fought by the Hebei Youyun area and the Ming Dynasty!

When the Manchurian army returned to Shenyang City, it didn't take long for Yan Yingyuan and the other Fourth Army of Yinglong Army to arrive, and the soldiers came to the city!

In the city of Shenyang, all the Manchurians were shaken, and some Manchu old nobles were even more excited and angry.

There are those who scold and worship, and there are those who scold Dolgon, in short, because of the arrival of the Fourth Army of the Ying Long Army, there was a great chaos in the city of Shenyang.