When Hao Shaoqi's infantry collapsed and fled after a surprise attack, Hao Shaoqi's thousands of old battalion cavalry also fell into a great crisis.

Although these old battalion brothers are also brave and fierce, they fight and kill fiercely, but war can never be won by relying on personal blood and bravery.

These old battalion soldiers of the Dashun Army, who can only rampage and fight fiercely, meet the cavalry of the Jiang family army who are not weak to them at all, and even stronger than them, and they are also forming a formation on the battlefield, and their bravery can be regarded as the end.

The battle between the two sides did not last long, and the Dashun army fell into full disadvantage. If it weren't for the bravery and bloodiness accumulated over the years that they had struggled to support, they would have collapsed long ago.

In fact, this is also because Jiang Jiajun did not do his best. For the Jiang Army, this first battle with the Dashun Army is not only to show the prestige of the Jiang Army, but also to take this opportunity to see how strong the real combat power of the Dashun Army is.

These in front of them can be regarded as the elite of the Dashun army, but now it seems that the Jiang family army can defeat them with a maximum of sixty percent of their combat strength when the number is equal, and they don't even need sixty percent.

After testing the limit of the combat effectiveness of these Dashun troops, the mountain armor issued an order for a comprehensive encirclement and annihilation.

The desolate horn whistled again, and the rapid and passionate war drums seemed to sound in the hearts of every Jiang family soldier.

When the drums became faster and denser, and finally reached the highest point of the most rapid and intense, the soldiers of the Jiang family's army, who had been silently impacting and fighting silently, suddenly burst out in unison, just like the clear sky suddenly exploded with countless thunderbolts, like a silver bottle bursting, like a dragon going out to sea, like a landslide and the ground cracking......

A large array of 10,000 black infantry slowly pressed over from the front, with the shield hand in front, and the spears formed a great wall of steel that was formidable.

Behind the shield wall were thousands of archers, their bows raised, their thick arrows already on the bowstrings, ready to fly into the bodies of their enemies.

And to the west, with the rhythmic whistle and rhythmic drums, a group of soldiers with completely different uniforms pressed towards the Dashun army.

They were dressed in short red military uniforms, hats with large brimmes, black leather boots, and white belts around their waists.

In their hands they held a long, sharp musket with a sharp bayonet, a short knife for hand-to-hand combat hung from their waists on the left, and a deerskin bag on the right, which was bulging and filled with gunpowder, projectiles, etc.

These were the 1,000 flintlock musketeers assigned to the front army, and they marched forward in a neat line in four columns, marching forward in unison with the whistle of the commander on the far right of the line and the drumming of the two waist drummers beside the commander.

To the east, a thousand grenadiers in short military uniforms of the same red. In addition to the short knives that they use for melee combat when necessary, their biggest features are a black bag around their waists, and a black backpack on their backs, which contains their greatest weapon: small bombs.

This so-called small bomb is actually the original product of the grenade, but now it is still stupid and black, and there is no handle, and when it is used, you need to use a fire fold to ignite the fire rope on the bomb before you can throw it out and explode.

Moreover, there are no prefabricated fragments on the bomb, so neither the degree of safety nor lethality of use can be compared with the grenades of later generations.

But for this era, it is already a great weapon of infantry melee combat.

The grenadiers did not need to be in a tight formation like the musketeers, they were formed in five columns, marching forward at the whistle of the commander, holding the fire fold in their left hand and a bomb in their right hand, waiting for orders to strike at any time.

The only remaining southern side had been blocked by the Jiang cavalry who had withdrawn from the battle, and they rode on tall Arab horses, carrying bloody long knives and staring coldly at the remaining cavalry of the Dashun army.

Before the battle, less than half of the nearly 10,000 cavalry of the Dashun army were left after a bloody battle.

Even the remaining half of the people are basically injured. Even Hao Shaoqi's own arm was pulled out by the war knife with a long gap, and blood covered his entire right arm.

Thankfully, he's left-handed and can still hold a knife.

It's just that all the cavalry of the Dashun Army, including Hao Shaoqi, were already frightened and shocked in their hearts, and their original courage and bloodiness had already been completely shattered by the opponent's toughness and today's embattled posture.

There is no way back for them now, and even what little fighting spirit they have left can only be maintained that they will not surrender immediately.

Jiang Jiajun slowly advanced from all sides, getting closer and closer to the remnants of Hao Shaoqi, and Hao Shaoqi's face was already oozing beads of sweat.

I thought that this trip to Shanhaiguan would be very easy.

Under the premise that the general trend of the Ming Dynasty has gone, and most of the Ming Dynasty has become the territory of Dashun State, as soon as his 50,000 army arrives, Zu Dashou will definitely surrender immediately and bow down.

But he never thought that Shanhaiguan had already changed hands. What awaits him is not the Ming army that is about to collapse at the touch of a button, but a real iron-blooded heroic division, an invincible army that destroys a country.

At this point, Hao Shaoqi finally thought of the origin of this army, even if he was sluggish.

Since Li Zicheng started his army, the biggest enemy in his heart was the Ming court. If you want to list one more opponent for him, Zhang Xianzhong, who occupies Shuzhou, can also be counted as one.

Although Jiang Chuan killed vigorously in Liaodong, due to the barrier of the pass, the world is far away, and the news is blocked. Although there are sporadic news that has reached the Guannai, basically the people who know it are all in the Ming court.

Even if Li Zicheng later learned some news about Jiang Jiajun, he didn't care too much.

In his heart, he never thought that Jiangchuan, a newly rising force, would be able to destroy such a powerful Liaodong power as the Manchu Dynasty, let alone that after he destroyed the Manchu Dynasty, he would immediately enter the customs and compete with him for the world.

Even, Li Zicheng felt in his heart that the so-called Jiang Jiajun was simply a smoke bomb released by the Ming Emperor, which was used to bluff people.

In his opinion, even if there is really such a Jiang family army, I am afraid that he is still fighting with the Tartars in Liaodong at the moment, where is the strength to compete with him for the world.

To put it simply, because of the excessive self-aggrandizement and the asymmetry of information, Li Zicheng didn't take such a force as Jiang Chuan to heart at all and didn't take it seriously.

It's just that sometimes when I occasionally chat, I will mention it to the people around me, and then everyone laughs, thinking that it is the Ming Emperor who is blowing nonsense.

Hao Shaoqi also knew the name Jiang Jiajun in this situation, and it was not clear as for more.

So it wasn't until the last moment of life and death that he finally thought of this in his heart.

That's why he suddenly shouted: "You are the Jiang family army who entered the customs from Liaodong? ”

After a moment of silence, a majestic voice came from the towering Shanhaiguan Pass Wall Mountain in the distance: "Kneel down and surrender immediately, His Royal Highness the King of Qin should spare your lives." If not, shoot and kill! ”