The elite cavalry of Jungar broke through the blockade of the Mongol Eight Banners, and almost lost their speed, and soon fought with the Manchurian Eight Banners.

The two armies fought on the winding road, like two big snakes, from different directions, burrowing into a hollowed-out bamboo pole.

The two snakes desperately rushed forward, but the bamboo pole was too thin, and the two snakes were crowded together, and in the end, no one could break through.

In the mountain road, more than 100,000 people crowded and killed, blood flowed like a river, corpses were everywhere, and the secrets were all human figures.

A Mongolian cavalryman, wielding a scimitar, chopped a Qing soldier off his horse, and a Han soldier Niu Lu next to him immediately smashed it, blood flowed out from under the Mongolian sticky hat, and the Mongolian soldier shook a few times, and then fell headlong.

The biggest casualties were still the forwards of the two armies, and the knights who rushed to kill the front were all dyed with blood, and the two banners of the Han army had been reduced by nearly thirty percent.

At this time, the two generals Xian Guoan and Ban Zhifu had already fallen into the sea of the Mongols, and when he looked back, the banners behind him were decreasing.

The Mongols were not having a good time, as they had a strong opponent and were now losing more than 5,000 of them.

The warriors of the nomads can be said to be natural warriors, but the Qing army has been fighting non-stop over the years, and the soldiers have been baptized on the battlefield, and they are all elite soldiers, not much worse than the Mongols.

Both sides were elite, but the Mongols were far more numerical than the Qing army, and the Mongols should have had the advantage, but the Qing army's superiority in clothing and weapons seemed to offset the Mongols' numerical superiority.

The Qing soldiers and soldiers all approved cotton armor, and some even double-armored, while most of the Mongols were just a jacket, not even a leather wallet, and even fewer could wear iron armor, only the personal guards of the Great Khan could wear it.

Historically, the Liao, Jin, Western Xia, and Yuan were difficult to deal with because they evolved from tribes to states.

The productivity of the tribe is low, they can't smelt iron by themselves, even the iron pot has to be obtained from the Central Plains, the people lack clothes and armor, and the arrows are even made of bones, as long as the Central Plains Dynasty wants to fight, they can basically be defeated.

It is different to evolve into a country, they can smelt it themselves, and they can build ironclad weapons by themselves.

In the era of cold weapons, relatively speaking, nomadism was more suitable for combat than peasants, and now they have the same iron armor and the same weapons as the Han people, so it is naturally difficult to deal with.

Fortunately, the newly established Dzungar Mongol Khanate still existed in a tribal manner.

The fighting had been going on for most of the day, and the roads were covered with stumps and blood.

At this time, the cavalry on both sides were a little tired, and almost everyone was panting heavily.

Dai Shan stood on the hillside, watching the winding road, the two armies fought, the Mongol advance was stopped by the Manchurian Eight Banners, and the two sides fought fiercely.

In the past few years of the Qing Dynasty, the country's situation has not been good, forcing many second and third generations who were originally pampered to go to dangerous battlefields.

Chang Adai had seven wounds on his body, his war horse was shot dead by the Mongols, and when he fell to the ground, he turned over to avoid the trampling of the Mongols, and immediately climbed on an ownerless war horse to fight again.

Wakda was shot in the face by a stray arrow, the arrow hit the cheek, and he pulled out the arrow, bleeding all over his face, still swinging his sword.

General Jumala stabbed a centurion in the chest, lifted his body high, threw him flying, and threw a Mongol soldier off his horse, but at that moment an arrow suddenly struck him in the chest.

Jumala glanced at it in disbelief, the shaft of the arrow that had not entered his chest, the arrow was extremely powerful, and it shot directly through his chest, and the riding gun in his hand fell, and his head was suddenly beaten weakly.

In the distance, a Mongolian Wanhu collected his bow and arrows, immediately pulled out his scimitar, galloped over, and cut off Jumala's head with a knife.

The battlefield of the two battles is dozens of miles long, and the area is very large, even if you stand on the mountain bag, you can't get a glimpse of the whole picture.

Baturhun looked at the battlefield, and as time went by, he saw that the two armies were inseparable, and that it was evening, but he could not decide the victory for a while, and he began to become restless.

"Order, let Chechnya go around from the mountains to the back of the Qing army, there can't be such a stalemate!"

Baturhun didn't know when the Jin army would arrive, and the longer it dragged on, the more dangerous it became. He knew very well that once he was flanked, everything would be over, and he could only let the Chechen leaders go through the mountains and forests to give it a try.

A Mongolian soldier immediately rushed out to give the order, while Baturhun glanced back at the tail of the army, and then continued: "The sentry must report the situation behind at any time! ”

While the two big snakes were rolling and fighting on the mountain road, the Chechen department on the hillside led the horses to march slowly in the mountain forest.

"Regent! Look! ”

A general beside Dai Shan noticed that there were people and horses shuttling in the woods on the hillside in the distance, and immediately exclaimed.

After all, the Mongols had an advantage in terms of strength, and the Qing army had already strangled the Mongols on the mountain road, and the two big snakes were wrestling, and their bodies were twisted.

Seeing this, Dai Shan's heart sank, he had expected this situation earlier, but as expected, he did not have the extra troops to deal with it.

In the mountains and forests, the speed of the Mongols was very slow, and some of the slopes were steep, and they needed to detour, but seeing that the Chechen department had reached the middle of the battlefield, Baturhun was still happy in his heart.

The smile on Baturhui's face was about to bloom, but the noise and panicked sound suddenly came from behind him, but he looked back in fear, and the scene in front of him made his eyes round and his eyes almost flew out of his sockets.

Almost at the same time, a Mongol soldier hurried up to him and reported in a panic: "Great Khan, the Jin army is chasing and killing!" ”

There is no need for him to report it, although Baturhun did not see the Jin army, but between the low hills in the south, a piece of yellow dust was raised, but only ten thousand hooves galloped to raise such a large dust.

Looking at the distance, Huang Chen is still at least ten miles away from the battlefield, but all kinds of emotions of panic, uneasiness, panic, and even despair appear on the faces of the Mongols.

"Rush, rush me!" Baturhun instantly jumped like thunder on the horse's back, and he had no other choice, so he directly led the guards to beat the horse and rushed forward.

Yao Qisheng, the head of the conscription department who accompanied the army next to Dai Shan, noticed the yellow dust raised behind the Jungger army, and his heart was immediately shocked. ”

Dai Shan looked intently and saw a cloud of dust rising between the hills in the south, and the long strip of yellow dust was like a yellow dragon wandering north between the low hills.

The road outside the Star Gorge was winding, and although Dai Shan didn't see the army, he knew that it must be the Jin army????

"Hauge! Prince Su! Haha..." Dai Shan immediately laughed.

(End of chapter)