Aoki Lin never expected that the battle situation would develop like this.

He originally thought that the first time he charged, he would disrupt the position of the Beijing camp.

As long as the two wings of the Beijing camp collapse, the entire formation will be destroyed.

At this time, as long as an attack is launched on the front, the formation of the Beijing camp will completely collapse. At that time, it was the time when his iron cavalry casually slashed and killed the great virtuous people.

As long as the elite of the Dade Jing camp is defeated and Wang Ziteng is defeated, the remaining Dade soldiers and horses will fall into fear.

They would just cower in place, praying in their hearts that the king of the Southern Courtyard would not attack them.

At that time, it was time to release the Tatars and rob everywhere.

Unexpectedly, two consecutive charges did not break the formation of the Beijing camp.

In desperation, Aoki Lin had no choice but to dispatch the whole army.

He has an advantage in numbers, terrain and combat power, and even if the Beijing camp is strong, it won't last long.

I didn't expect that the operation would prepare so many artillery.

Watching his athletes fall off the horse in pieces, Aoki Lin's heart was bleeding.

These fallen men, even if they were not hit by the artillery, were trampled into mud by the hooves of the horses swarming from behind.

These athletes are all from their own tribe and are the pillars of each family.

They followed themselves in the north and south, and never suffered such great losses.

Now that so many people have died, how can I explain to those men, women and children who support me after I go back?

Although his side still has an advantage in terms of troops, the situation on the battlefield is not optimistic.

The engagement took place only on the front and on both flanks, with a large number of their own cavalry crammed into the middle. These forces were not only useless, but also became the target of the artillery bombardment of the Beijing camp.

Because the middle was full of Tatar cavalry, the artillery of the Beijing camp could shell unscrupulously, but there was no need to worry about hitting their own people.

Aoki Lin was eager to withdraw his troops and reorganize the attack.

But he also understood that troops could not be withdrawn at this time.

Once retreated, the Beijing camp would chase after them.

No matter how fast the cavalry was, no shells could run as fast as the shells, and at that time, it would be a disaster, and the final result would be a great rout.

Now, he can only hope that his brave athletes can survive the difficult moment. As long as you pass this level and break through the artillery position of the Beijing camp, you will be able to occupy the advantage.

It's time to go up and cheer up the athletes.

"Follow me, kill!"

Aoki Lin shouted, and led his hundred-man guard to rush forward and join the battle group.

Wang Ziteng here, looking at the situation on the field, was also shocked.

He has so many cannons and killed countless enemies. If it had been replaced by the army of great virtue, it would have collapsed long ago.

But these Tatars fought to the death. And the offensive is getting more and more fierce, and he is not afraid of death.

Although the battle in Beijing was fierce and the artillery never stopped, the situation became more and more dangerous.

The battle front was constantly compressed, and the enemy was getting closer and closer to the artillery positions.

As soon as the artillery positions were captured by the enemy, the only advantage of the Beijing battalion was lost, and the entire defensive line began to collapse.

When the confidence to resist is lost, there will be an instinctive retreat, unable to stop.

At that time, a situation will be formed in which the Tatars will be chased and beaten from behind.

Once this happens, it is the beginning of unilateral killings by the Tatars, and the consequences are unimaginable.

A rain of arrows came, and the soldiers around him stood up to protect the prince of the pillar.

There was a scream, and several of his own soldiers fell to the ground.

These soldiers followed him for many years, from birth to death. But Wang Ziteng only glanced at them and ignored them again.

At this time, he did not have time to show his mercy.

More soldiers, the bigger picture on the field, needs his attention.

"Dashuai, the situation is getting more and more critical. After a long time, we are afraid that we will ....... ”

Feng Ziying didn't finish speaking, but Wang Ziteng understood what he meant.

If this continues, the artillery positions will be broken through sooner or later.

At that time, it was the beginning of the defeat.

But what can he do? No.

If the reinforcements don't come, they can only hold on for a while and count for a while.

It seems that it is difficult to avoid the annihilation of the entire Beijing camp here today.

I only hope that the death of my own Jingying can wake up those who stand by and watch.

Thinking of Jia Rui's warning to himself earlier, Wang Ziteng couldn't help but feel a chill.

The development of the whole situation turned out to be almost exactly the same as Jia Rui's prediction. It's really ironic when you think about it.

Under the nest, will there be no eggs? It is you who have preserved your strength, once the Tatars capture the capital, how can you preserve the great virtue?

Do you really think that the Tatars will spare you and give you glory and wealth?

"Marshal, the Tatars are about to break through the artillery positions."

Feng Ziying shouted.

The prince drew his saber.

"Follow me!"

The prince slapped his horse and rushed out.

"Protect the marshal."

Feng Ziying also rushed forward after him.

"Fight with them."

The pro-soldiers did not hesitate and rushed forward.

With a single sword, the prince cut down a Tatar from his horse, and with a whoosh, an arrow came at him, right at the junction of the shoulder armor.

There was a sharp pain, and the knife in his hand almost fell to the ground.

"Dashuai."

Feng Ziying shouted, raised her crossbow bow, and shot the three closest Tatars off her horse.

Then he swung his knife and slashed down a Tatar next to him.

"Protect the marshal."

The soldiers were also scattered, fighting desperately at this time, and finally approached Wang Ziteng.

"I'm fine, kids, follow Ben Shuai to kill today."

Ignoring his pain, the prince shouted, drove his horse forward, and slew the Tatars to death.

When the soldiers of the Beijing camp saw that the commander personally went into battle, their morale was greatly boosted, and they killed even more frantically, but no one retreated.

The green wood forest over there is also constantly boosting morale.

The Tatars knew that as soon as they captured the artillery positions, they would remove the greatest threat and would desperately kill on this side.

Both sides were red-eyed, and the battle entered a stalemate.

At this moment, the Tatars suddenly remembered the sound of a drumbeat that shook the sky.

"Reinforcements are coming."

"Our reinforcements are coming."

Both sides thought their reinforcements had arrived, and shouted almost simultaneously.

I saw a big flag appear, approaching quickly. On both sides of the banner, the black-pressed cavalry galloped in, kicking up smoke and dust in the sky.

Thousands of horses galloped, their hooves trampling on the earth, and the earth seemed to tremble.

The closer the banner turned out, the more clearly the word "Lu" could be seen on it.

"It's Governor Lu's soldiers and horses coming. Children, reinforcements are coming, hold on. ”

Wang Ziteng shouted, and slashed down a Tatar knight with his sword.

"Brothers, here are our reinforcements, kill all these Tatars."

Feng Ziying shouted loudly.

The person who came was none other than the 8,000 cavalry of Lu Fengyu, the governor of Zhili.

These new forces joined the battlefield from behind the Tatars, and when they rained down arrows, the Tatars were attacked in the back, and immediately fell into a panic, and countless people fell one after another.

Waves of arrows came, and the Tatar psyche finally broke down, and fled to both sides.

"Don't run, you can't run."

Aoki Lin knew that this escape would definitely be defeated.

But he was powerless to stop it, and could only watch his team rout.

"Captain Wan, we can't stand it, let's run away."

Butler and Ger rushed over.

"How can I run, tell me to go back and explain to the king?"

Aoki Lin also had the intention of escaping, but it was not good to pull down his face and give this order.

"I can't care about that much."

Butler gave Tug a look, and Tug approached Aokilin, and suddenly made a move, picking up Aokilin and crossing his horse.

Tug was tall and strong, and Aoki Lin struggled a few times before he didn't move.

"That's it, that's it, withdraw the troops."

"Commander Wanli has an order, withdraw the troops!"

The gong hand next to him had been waiting for this sentence for a long time, and immediately sounded the gong for the withdrawal of troops.

The Tatars had already begun to flee, and those who had not fled heard the sound of the gong, immediately gave up the attack, turned their horses and ran.

"Kill all the Tatars. Chase! ”

The morale of the soldiers and horses of Jingying and Zhili was greatly boosted, and they began to pursue one after another.