The deafening explosions came and went on the hillside, the huge fireworks spewed out a roasting red light, Mao Jue's largest killer artillery array turned into a sea of fire in the terrifying serial explosion, and the dead soldiers of the Qing army who assaulted seemed to be unlucky, and they were torn and shattered under the blows of the collapsed artillery and projectiles, and the broken artillery pieces and torn limbs rained down the hillside.

But at this time, Huang Taiji didn't care anymore, the 160,000 Qing army came to life like an ancient beast, the two wings, representing the Mongolian light cavalry full of hair and claws, charged upward from the gentle slopes on both sides, and the Chinese army was the Qing army's strongest blood basin mouth Eight Banners Iron Cavalry held high the bow and shouted, and the heavy soldiers behind him were also holding spears, holding high the Pu knife, and rushing forward, it was completely a Taishan pressure egg, and once again the blood of Salhu was repeated here.

60,000 against 160,000, the difference in strength is more than doubled, Napoleon, who was known as a genius in later generations, the battle of Leipzig 180,000 French troops against 360,000 anti-French alliances is still hated on the spot, but at this moment, Mao Jue, who was sitting on the military bench and looking down, showed unprecedented excitement and madness like a vampire on his face, looking at the Qing army like the tide rushing to the foot of the mountain, he waved his arm forward as if he was crazy.

"Cannon !!"

Not only him, but even the rest of the Dongjiang generals were blood-red in their eyes, and they roared collectively like madmen.

All the top brass of the Dongjiang are crazy together?

No way!

Then the crazy one should be Huang Taiji!

There was still the excitement of killing on his face, but the eyes like eagles and wolves suddenly appeared full of horror, and fireballs like doomsday meteorites dragged black smoke and reflected them in Huang Taiji's pupils.

"Ahh

With a bang, sixteen pounds of terrifying solid bullets dragged up a series of gray smoke and stuck in the crowd, and the horses and knights were torn to pieces by this terrifying chemical energy.

"Ahhhhh!!hh

In the heart-rending scream, the shrapnel that exploded on the head smashed one by one with the breath of death on the top of the heavy infantry group, and a Jianzhou infantry was smashed through the chest with his chest, and knelt down in disbelief in the transparent blood hole, and then raised his head, and the desperate roar revealed the last unwillingness.

On the chaotic battlefield, the Qing army of the entire unit and the entire unit quickly disappeared under the artillery fire, looking at the firelight gushing from the mountain, the defeat of Yuan Chonghuan under Ningyuan City was like water, and the fear once again appeared in Huang Taiji's pupils.

"How is that possible?"

There is nothing impossible, there are indeed more than 220 red-coated guns in the Chinese artillery array destroyed by the assault troops, but who told him that this is all the artillery fire of Mao Jue! There was a famous saying in later generations, don't put all your eggs in the same basket, how could Mao Jue be stupid enough to concentrate all the artillery together to give the Qing army a chance to connect the pots.

It was really poverty that limited Huang Taiji's imagination, and after destroying the main artillery position of Mao Jue's Chinese army, he couldn't wait to order the whole army to march, which happened to expose the troops to the Dongjiang artillery fire without cover. The main position of the Dongjiang River is in front of the Kelao Mountain Arsenal, just like the Soviet army in the Battle of Stalingrad, the tanks that have just gotten off the production line drive directly to the German position, and the latest artillery is the production line that was only under yesterday, and more than 300 cannons blasted out this swan song of death.

Intoxicated with the thick smoke of gunpowder, looking at the Qing army's large array that was already messy after three rounds of shelling, Mao Jue waved his war knife forward frantically.

"Dongjiang Army, Offensive !!"

There is only one word to kill, in the shouting in the sky, his eyes are bloody, Liu Da, who has been beaten for most of the day, was the first to rush out of the trench, followed by the Dongjiang army like the black tide also poured down from the hillside like opening the gate and releasing water, at this time there was no three-stage shooting, rushing to the front and shooting directly, followed by the rush of the back and shooting again, under the gunfire, Manmeng Tie, who had lost the impact and the will to fight, fell off the horse one by one, and the rest of the panicked wanted to retreat, but were picked off the horse by the bayonet of the Dongjiang army that caught up.

The entire Qing army began to show a collapse, and the front army retreated one after another, colliding with the infantry behind.

But Huang Taiji is the Huang Taiji in the end, after the shock, a face full of oil and sweat was gloomy as if it was about to rain thunder, and he pressed his hand down fiercely.

Six of the eight flags were dispatched, and the only one that preserved the strength was the two yellow flags led by Huang Taiji himself, but at this time he couldn't care about preserving, and in the stormy waves, the two cavalry passed through from the panicked Mongolian light cavalry on both sides and the rout of the main formation.

On the two wings of the Dongjiang Army, which was advancing by leaps and bounds, suddenly a group of cavalry suddenly rushed out, and dozens of soldiers who were caught off guard and pushed out of the skirmish line were swept to the ground by the galloping cavalry.

"Blow the trumpet, gather the formation!"

In the sound of the horn, the scattered Dongjiang troops began to shrink together, and one by one the Hesse Sen array chessboard began to take shape on the battlefield, and the invincible Zhenghuang Banner cavalry still ran into these formations regardless of it, this time they were not facing the Liaodong musketeers who turned around and ran, but the bayonet bush of Hesse Sen.

"Die, dog Tartar!"

With a roar, Wen Meng personally stabbed the knife forward, and with a puff he killed the officer of the Yellow Banner who was at a loss in front of the sharp steel forest.

In front of the bayonet bush of the Dongjiang River, they did not bargain, and in a moment they lost three or four hundred men and horses, and the short-lived Zhenghuang Banner cavalry hurriedly retreated.

However, in the past ten minutes, the Qing army on the verge of collapse has won a precious respite, in front of the Qing army fortress, the infantry team of the Yellow Banner has completely turned into a supervision team, at this time, it doesn't matter whether it is the Jurchen Eight Banners or not, as long as they dare to ask for it back, they will all be pressed on the ground and cut off their heads, Huang Taiji himself even walked out of the barrier, personally roaring and supervising the battle, the same sword flashed, and the retreating heavy infantry was fierce and fierce, and the dying beasts shouted and rushed forward.

Overhead, the galloping Dongjiang artillery fire did not stop for a moment, in the flesh and blood rolling, in order to survive, the cavalry and those heavy infantry had to desperately crowd in front of the Dongjiang army formation down the mountain, from a bird's-eye view from mid-air, the battlefield was like a huge yin and yang map, the light gray and blue Qing army and the dark and heavy Dongjiang army were squeezed together, and in the middle of the clear distinction was the sword mountain forest.

In the sound of the metal impact of ping-pong, the two armies were desperately stabbing the guys in their hands at each other, no one could have imagined that in more than ten minutes, the battlefield had undergone such a huge change, the space was so narrow, and the Qing army, which had no room to move, and the Dongjiang army had even been dead for a long time, but it was still pushed there, unable to fall.

"Fa Ye!"

In the hoarse waiting, the sergeants behind him tapped the trigger one after another, and in the fluttering sound, the Qing army who was still frantically moving forward burst with green smoke on their chests, screaming and dying in a large row. The porcelain grenade in the brittle porcelain bottle crackled and was thrown away, and the metal pieces that erupted made a large piece of Qing army cover their faces and fall down screaming, and the rear Jiannu also shot arrows into the sky, but even if it was a heavy armor-breaking arrow, there were still few casualties in front of the Dongjiang cold forging armor and cold forging helmet.

Indeed, the Dongjiang Army, which is absolutely inferior in numbers, is squeezed a little bit, and it can output damage, and the young men under Mao Jue are at least three times the opposite.

But bearing such astonishing casualties, instead of retreating, the emperor showed a grim and vicious smile on his face.

The sun was already slowly falling towards the mountain, reflecting the entire earth battlefield in a blood-red color, Mao Jue himself was red-eyed, a revolver was hot, and he still kept shooting, shot empty, threw it directly to the soldiers behind him, and then grabbed another one.

Victory seems to be at hand.

But at this time, the historic turning point came again, and a desolate bull's horn suddenly sounded violently behind him.

Full of disbelief, Mao Jue turned his head in horror, and connected to the right side of Garao Mountain, a white dragon flag with teeth and claws suddenly appeared in his eyes.

It is said that it is the Eight Banners Iron Rider! At the earliest, Nurhachi relied on elite infantry to defeat one Jurchen opponent after another in the mountain col, mountain warfare, the Qing army was not a layman, and the cunning rabbit three caves were like Huang Taiji, which was really terrifying.

A million-level battle, investing the last squadron at the right time is enough to decide the direction of the battle, not to mention that this is more than 2,000 murderous and bloodthirsty barbarian warriors in the White Flag.

In Mao Jue's horrified gaze, the white flag that suddenly rushed out of the ravine viciously drilled into the position of Garao Mountain, and the dragon-like roaring Hongyi cannon began to fire a little bit dumbly, and in a hurry, he led the men and horses to turn around to save, but the Dongjiang army was also out of the trench position at this time, and the Mongolian cavalry, who had just fled like a leper dog, rushed back again, and actually faintly surrounded the back of the Dongjiang army.

Once again, the tide of battle has taken a turn for the worse.

Looking back at the sun that was sinking more and more in the west behind him, Huang Taiji's fat old face showed an unprecedented hideousness, and at this time, he no longer had the intention of recruiting Mao Jue, raised his head, laughed wildly and roared.

"Beat the drums, march! Those who cut off the Dongjiang River, plus the third level of the future, will be sealed Baylor!"

The greedy green light quickly spread out in the pupils of the Qing army, who were sweaty and panting......

(End of chapter)