Under the fierce blows of several rounds of ballistas and trebuchets, the Qing infantry, which was completely unable to defend and counterattack, suffered heavy losses, and the 5,000 infantry had already suffered nearly 1,000 casualties, and their morale was rapidly approaching the zero point.

There was a crying father and mother's wailing and screaming everywhere, some soldiers looked at the neighing of their comrades whose heads were smashed and their brains were shattered, some held their broken thighs and screamed, and some looked at the crossbow arrows on their chests as thick as spears, and looked incredulous, and then their heads tilted and died.

These seemingly primitive and backward long-range weapons made these Qing soldiers experience from hope to collapse and despair in an instant, and the morale has completely collapsed, the people in front ran back to escape, and the people behind did not receive the order to retreat and did not dare to get out of the way, so the two sides picked up knives and guns and slashed each other.

The officers and generals who led the team also suffered many casualties, and the remnants had no intention of directing the soldiers to move forward.

They wanted to fight back with bows and arrows, but the range of bows and arrows was not comparable to that of trebuchets and ballistas.

And if they want to get closer to fight back, it is impossible, there is no telling how many traps are waiting for them in front of the road. Although these traps have little effect on the infantry, they do limit their speed.

Once their speed is limited, they will inevitably be crowded into a dense group, which in turn will create good opportunities for enemy trebuchets and ballistas.

The main general of the Qing army is dripping blood from his heart, and before he arrived in Liaoyang, his 20,000 reinforcements have already been beaten up by people, and he has lost two or three thousand people.

At this time, his head suddenly became agitated, and he hurriedly looked at the official road behind him.

Since the enemy dares to block his front with such a small army, won't he make a fuss behind him? I'm afraid I would do the same if it were myself, right?

"Withdraw! Evacuate! The enemy may have an ambush! The protagonist of the Qing army was in a hurry, and blurted out everything he thought in his heart, not thinking that his words might cause a rout among the soldiers.

Perhaps, it is his kind of person who is said to be a prophecy.

Before he could finish speaking, he heard the dull sound of horses' hooves coming from the official road behind him.

Moreover, the sound of the horses' hooves became more and more dense and urgent, and even those who had not fought could hear that it was the sound of the cavalry of the brigade beginning to charge.

The protagonist of the Qing army was horrified, and hurriedly looked back, only to see the cavalry in black clothes and black armor rushing towards him, the sharp tip of the bright spear flashing with a cold cold glow, and the hearts of the people watching were chilling.

"Array, counterattack, counterattack!" The Qing army commander shouted loudly, and his whole face was distorted.

But he had forgotten the current state of his army, the infantry in front was in disarray, their morale was broken, and the cavalry in the rear had also suffered heavy losses and were repairing.

The army in the middle was at a loss, not knowing what to do.

At this time, it seemed that in order to cooperate with the outflanking assault of the cavalry, the infantry of the Jiang family army in front of the Qing army also began to slowly press forward, and they used the wooden planks they carried in their hands to pave directly on the road, and they did not need to clean up the horse trap at all, and directly stepped on the wooden planks to move forward.

While advancing, the crossbowmen behind the pikemen fired arrows at the chaotic infantry phalanx of the Qing army, and the casualties of the Qing infantry increased dramatically.

The Qing army commander turned pale at the moment, and suddenly saw the dense forests on both sides of the official road, and hurriedly ordered: "Retreat into the forest, retreat into the forest!" ”

The Qing soldiers who were like headless flies had long lost their will to fight, and when they heard the order of the commander, they all rushed to the dense forests on both sides, and no one cared about the wounded soldiers who were lying on the ground and wailing waiting for rescue.

Ran Wu looked at the Qing army who was hiding in the woods in a panic, a strange smile appeared on his face, and he did not continue to order, but quietly watched the development of the situation on the battlefield.

In his heart, there is no suspense in this battle.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the dense forests on both sides of the official road to let out bursts of screams and shouts, as well as the screams of people dying, and then some Qing soldiers escaped from the forest crying in embarrassment.

Behind them were the black-clothed and black-armored Jiang family army infantry who had already been ambushed in the dense forest, and at this moment everyone was bravely chasing and killing the embarrassed Qing soldiers.

The black figures that kept pouring out of the dense forest, as well as the cavalry of the Jiang family army who charged from the official road behind them, and the infantry of the Jiang family army who pressed from the front of the official road, gradually squeezed the Qing army in the middle, whose morale had completely collapsed, and they had no way to escape.

Wearing three layers of iron armor, he didn't even look at the weapons that were slashing at him, but he used his arm as thick as a thigh to smash the huge mace in his hand to smash the Qing soldiers in front of him.

The Qing soldiers were horrified, and in the end, no one dared to stop him, and they all scattered and fled when they saw him coming.

Shan Zhuzi felt that it was not enjoyable, and he was about to rush over to a place where there were many Qing soldiers, but he was stopped by a person behind him.

"Mountain pillars, stop fighting, hurry up and shout for them to surrender, these Tartars are still useful." Shanzhuzi looked back, and called Ji Biao, the deputy captain of the original personal guard battalion who stopped him, has now become the infantry captain of the Left Route Army, and is the top boss of Shanzhuzi, a centurion.

"It's really boring, I haven't killed it yet!" The mountain pillar urn shouted angrily, but when he met Ji Biao's stern eyes, he was immediately intimidated.

"Hey, the dog Tartars on the opposite side have all listened, quickly put down their weapons and surrendered, and squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands, otherwise your grandfather will have to smash your dog heads!" Shanzhuzi shouted at the Qing army at the top of his voice.

The sound was absolutely proportional to his body, as if a burst of thunder suddenly sounded out of thin air, rolling and sweeping across the battlefield, and almost everyone heard his voice.

When Ji Biao heard his words of persuasion, the corners of his mouth twitched.

The Qing army was already without the will to fight, and at this moment, under the persuasion of the humanoid broadcast of the mountain pillar, many people began to drop their weapons and squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands, waiting for the verdict of fate.

The commander of the Qing army had been hit in the head by a mace from Shanzhuzi in the melee just now, and no one stood up to obstruct it at this moment.

Someone took the lead, and the Qing army soon all laid down their weapons and surrendered to the Jiang army with their heads in their hands.

Ran Wu was inspecting the battlefield, and Ji Biao rushed over and said, "General, in this battle, our army killed more than 6,700 enemies and captured about 13,000 people. How to proceed next, please decide the general! ”

Ran Wu looked at the Qing army captives who were squatting on the ground and shivering, pondered for a while, raised his head and said lightly: "Let's go to Guangning." ”