Jin Guo is actually a multi-ethnic aggregate composed of the Jurchen of the Wanyan Department as the core, forcibly pinched up by force, and bribed people's hearts with the benefits obtained from robbery everywhere.

Or rather, a very large gang of slave robbers.

In this gang of bandits, the highest-ranking robber is naturally the strongest person.

In other words, the three princes of the Wanyan headquarters.

But if their performance is not worthy of their status, the other bandit gangs that join in may not dare to kill them and become their own bosses.

The three princes have directly killed Wan Yan Wu and the whole family, forced Wan Yan Lou to die, forced Wan Yan Yinshuke to reverse, and now he is dead Fu Shi Lie Zhining.

With the death of so many high-ranking nobles, the middle-level and armor soldiers of the tribes below are probably already panicking.

If it is a little weaker, it is difficult to guarantee that this Dajin country will not fall apart directly.

This is the trouble peculiar to the Kingdom of Jin, and the three princes have to fight this battle for their own reputation, although in reality no one really wants to fight.

"In this way, you give me the cavalry, and I will lead people to attack it once, break the low wall, and earn some face to end, so as not to hurt the roots."

Wanyan Zonggan says:

"You lead the troops to watch the other directions, don't let Xu Shiyang raid me."

"It's easy to do, but what happens after that?"

Wanyan Zongwang asked:

"Out of Gaizhou, Liaodong is a horse and a flat river, we are not good at building cities, don't think about peace in the whole Liaoyang in the future!"

"No way, we can't hold it anymore." Wanyan Zonggan shook his head helplessly: "The way is to pay attention to leading them to the flat ground to fight in the field in the future, and if you win a few more times, they won't dare to come." ”

"There are also Mugwu people, there is only one way now, we can't attack it, unless we are willing to give up Liaoshen and go back to the deep mountains and old forests."

Of course, this is even worse, why should the people below give up the rich life on the Liaozhong Plain to accompany them to drill the old forest.

How much difference is there between the Gensheng Jurchen savages?

"Made! How did we get to where we are now? ”

"One step at a time, there's always a way." After Yan Zonggan finished speaking, he raised his horsewhip and shouted to the soldiers around him: "Assemble!" Follow Lao Tzu! ”

……

Whew~~~ Smack!

Several fireworks flew into the air, exploding a brilliant spark in the sky.

Red.

Xu Shiyang raised his head and sneered.

"How dare you come? Who gave you the courage to storm my imminent position? ”

……

The Jurchen cavalry of the brigade galloped directly on horseback, and the reconnaissance cavalry of the Qi army did not dare to face its front, and they all dodged to both sides.

More than 6,000 Jurchen cavalry marched in unison with their weapons held high, all kinds of flags and howls fluttering in the wind, and every thousand people were a column, and each column was like an iron wall that would gallop, pressing towards the Qi army with great momentum.

The cavalry of the Jin army approached quickly, and without hesitation, they stepped into the range of the Qi artillery, and plunged into the barrage formed by the cannonballs, and suddenly a horse neighed and shouted, dozens of cavalry fell down, the horses rolled on the ground, the four hooves twitched like struggles, and a terrible neighing sound sounded everywhere.

Wanyan Zonggan and his three sons: Wanyan Chong, Wanyan Liang, and Wanyan were all in the first column of the galloping cavalry array, and the crown prince Bo Jilie personally led the charge, and the Jurchen cavalry regained their courage and moved forward side by side, they quickly filled the positions left by their comrades who were knocked down by cannonballs, and continued to forge ahead.

The Jurchen cavalry seemed to merge into a monster, and there was only one heart, and the monster ran in the cannonballs and gunsmoke, and the dense helmets, swords, and armor pieces reflecting the afternoon sun rushed behind them to the deafening sound of war drums.

The Qi soldiers stood behind the breastwork, quietly watching the approaching enemy.

The terrifying cavalry array did not seem to be able to intimidate them at all, and everyone was very quiet and calm, without the slightest wavering.

There is no need to waver, since the formation of the Forces nouvelles, no matter what enemy they face, they have never suffered a single defeat.

Not once, so this time will not be an exception, all so convinced, all convinced of victory.

The Qi army deployed an entire field brigade to the north of Gaizhou City, and it was the oldest and most prominent Dingyuan brigade.

Although most of the veterans have been assigned to other brigades to serve as the backbone, even the new soldiers are proud of the red banner of the Dingyuan Brigade.

The Jin army's cavalry formation was like a person, and the Qi army's infantry was even more so, they quietly listened to the hooves of the six thousand war horses getting louder and louder, listening to the sound of iron armor rubbing, sword clashing, and rough and fanatical howls, not moving, waiting quietly.

Suddenly, a horn sounded, and all the officers shouted in unison: "Raise your gun!" ”

The sound of the guns returning fire here also stopped, and the gunners were nervously and orderly changing the shotguns for the cannons.

The Qi army's position was completely quiet, in stark contrast to the babbling Jin army.

Wanyan Zonggan, who was rushing to the front of the troops, suddenly felt some palpitations, this was a sign of danger, although at this time his enemy did not make a single sound at all.

However, it was this silence that made this Jurchen Bo Lie, who had fought for most of his life, feel uneasy and very uneasy.

However, there is no chance to retreat at this point.

The Jurchen cavalry entered a distance of 70 paces, and the armored soldiers in the front row stood up skillfully on the stirrups and threw light arrows at the enemy.

The rain of arrows pressed towards the enemy, but except for a few uncontrollable cries of pain, Wanyan Zonggan still couldn't hear anything.

After the terrifying silence, a rapid horn suddenly sounded from the position of the Qi army on the opposite side, and all the officers of the Dingyuan Brigade shouted in unison:

"Fire!"

As the only all-firearms brigade, the 2,200 flintlock guns of the Dingyuan Brigade exploded violently, plus the 16 field guns loaded with double shotguns and the 8 siege guns arranged to provide fire support at the north gate, nearly 10,000 lead bullets flew over a distance of more than 40 steps, sweeping the entire Jin Army array like a violent wind!

The Jin army suddenly turned on their backs, and almost all the cavalry in the front row fell in this thunderous blow, and the tumbling human body and war horses became obstacles that hindered the advance of the rear row, and countless riders were tripped by their own people, and the people and horses all rolled together, and the sound of broken bones and miserable howls were earth-shattering.

Wanyan Zonggan's menacing longitudinal horse formation was instantly contained.

Perhaps the Jurchen armor soldiers still had the courage to continue attacking, but their mounts were visibly frightened, and the pungent smoke and thick smell of blood stimulated the sense of smell of these creatures, and many of the horses began to wander in place restlessly, no matter how much their owners whipped them, to no avail.

Some of them were violent enough to continue the charge, but the fragmented front could not pose a threat to the Qi army, not to mention a row of bright bayonets sticking out of the chest wall.

This delay, the second round of salvo fire of the Qi army came head-on, and the sideways lead bullets frantically harvested human lives, and the warriors who rushed to the front of the team died first, and the armored soldiers hiding behind could survive.

After two rounds of harvesting, the Jin army lost all momentum.