At night, Cao Bianjiao selected 3,000 cavalry to suddenly kill out of the city, taking advantage of the night to rumble into the Qing army camp.

But this camp was only a small Mongolian tribe stationed, and Dolgon placed them outside the city with the intention of using them as cannon fodder, and when Cao Bianjiao continued to advance less than a mile, the real battle came.

The Qing army from nowhere surrounded Cao Bianjiao's subordinates, and the strange shouts of the Tartars and Mongol Tartars were everywhere, and the shouts of the 3,000 cavalry were suddenly annihilated in the chaos.

Hong Chengchou and the others, who were watching the battle in the city, were worried and kept pacing back and forth, at this moment, everyone felt that this breakthrough would not end so simply.

On a small hillside not far away, a group of white-clothed and white-armored Qing army leaders and Bayala guards surrounded Dolgon, watching the Ming army trapped in front of them fight to the death.

Wearing the Manchurian white flag armor, Dolgon only showed a pair of sharp eyes, and he turned around and ordered:

"Let the Mongols and Koreans go up again, surround them in groups, and wait until these lambs are exhausted, and our Eight Banners will break them again!" At this point, Dolgon's eyes, which had been bent into the moon in the sky, suddenly asked:

"By the way, which Ming army general was trapped in the battle by the warriors, and which army and horses were led, but a character who dared to fight and was not afraid of death."

Hearing this, Wang Xixian, who was behind Dolgon, hurriedly stepped forward, nodded and said:

"Prince Hui Rui is the Yutian soldiers and horses led by Cao Bianjiao."

"Oh", a touch of murderous intent suddenly appeared in Dolgon's eyes, and he said coldly:

"It's him, Aobai! Since Cao Bianjiao can't surrender, this future will be handed over to you! ”

As soon as the words fell, a Qing army general wearing heavy armor walked out of the formation, nodded slowly under the attention of all the Belle leaders, and said in a deep voice:

"Prince Rui, rest assured, Cao Bianjiao will not survive tonight!"

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Yutian General Cao Bianjiao held a big knife in his hand, but he was a little dazed on the horse, and the more he broke through, the deeper this feeling became.

Several times out of the city, the farthest is only a few miles away, but the mountains are full of Qing army's men and horses, and where is the way to go?

Listening to the shouts and scolding of the Qing army around him, and seeing the heroic Ming soldiers constantly falling in a pool of blood, Cao Bianjiao's tiger eyes were gradually filled with blood red.

Seeing this, Cao Bianjiao raised his knife so that everyone could see him here, and shouted:

"Lao Tzu has heard of this place, many of our Ming people have died here, if you want to run, you can run, if you want to surrender, you will go down, and you will not be embarrassed."

Saying this, Cao Bianjiao slashed the Mongols who rushed up with his sword, blood splattered on his face, and then shouted back to his voice:

"But Lao Tzu doesn't want to be the general who surrendered, what is the point of living without backbone? The head can be broken, the blood can be kept, the land of the ancestors cannot be abandoned, just die in battle, what are you afraid of! ”

After speaking, Cao Bianjiao urged his mount, shouted, and brandished his broadsword to rush in the direction of the Qing army, which was the largest number of Qing troops, that is, Dorgon.

When the Ming cavalry and family members behind him heard these words, they couldn't help but boil with their blood, yes, this land was handed down by our own ancestors, how could it be easily handed over to the Tartars to ravage?

It's just a death in battle, so what's there to be afraid of!

Most of the people were silent for a moment, and then immediately urged their mounts, and rushed after Cao Bianjiao without fear of death.

The Qing army on the opposite side saw the Ming army rushing towards it, and did not react too much, the leader with a white flag just smiled and ordered, and the first few rows of infantry began to draw bows and arrows, and the Korean generals also followed the order, so that those Korean firecrackers raised their firearms and aimed them at the Ming army.

With a burst of shouting, the rear of the Qing army suddenly burst out of the sound of fried beans, and then the hundreds of arrows and feathered arrows of the Eight Banners also came out of the string, and the arrows brought out a rapid sound of breaking the air in mid-air, a sharp turn, and fell towards the ground.

The scene seemed to be silent for a moment, and the gallant Ming cavalry suddenly erupted in blood, countless arrows and projectiles flew on their armored horses, and the ironclad soldiers at the front took most of the firepower, and almost the entire row fell.

The cavalry and horses that were not yet dead were lying in pools of blood, convulsing and convulsing, and the blood slowly gathered under their feet into a babbling stream, staining the land red again.

Wang Tingchen, the general soldier of Liaodong on Songshan City, looked at this scene and knew that the cavalry of Cao Bianjiao's department was like an inconspicuous stone thrown into the river and sea.

"Supervisor, send someone out of the city, otherwise General Cao's soldiers will be more auspicious and less wow!"

Wang Tingchen was like ants in a hot pot on the city wall, unable to stand for a moment, constantly walking back and forth, and several requests to go out of the city for rescue were rejected by Hong Chengchou.

Seeing Qiu Minyang, Wang Tingchen and others constantly asking for battle, Hong Chengchou couldn't stop crying and laughing.

If the first eight general soldiers were like them, if the emperor could trust himself more, not give orders indiscriminately behind him, and not let the overseer Zhang Ruoqi, who was not familiar with the war, blindly command, how could this war develop to the point where it is now?

Hong Chengchou really wanted to save Cao Bianjiao, but Dolgon on the other side was scheming, maybe he was waiting for him to open the gate of Songshan City, and he might send troops to rescue the moment, that is, when the city was broken, he couldn't give up his heart.

Suddenly, there was a burst of artillery in the distance, followed by a series of loud noises, the Ming army in the city thought that the Qing army took advantage of the situation to attack the city, and immediately became chaotic, Wang Tingchen and others hurriedly ordered to set up defenses.

When the Ming army climbed the tower, they found that the Qing army in the distance was also in chaos.

At this time, Hong Chengchou suddenly woke up, and it sounded carefully, this cannon sound is not like Kong Youde's Wuzhen artillery battalion, but it is like the Shenwei general cannon of the Ming Dynasty, and there are many Western Franc machine sounds, looking at the direction, it is shooting at the Huang Taiji Dragon Tent on the mountain!

It is impossible for the Qing army to shoot at Huang Taiji, so the result is nothing more than one, and the cannon must be our Ming soldiers and horses, depending on the number and degree of artillery, at least there must be no less than a few hundred.

The surrounding Ming army generals and soldiers began to discuss, obviously noticing the sudden change in the situation, at this time, which Ming army would dare to come to the rescue of Songshan Fort, could it be Wu Sangui and Wang Pu?

Thinking of this, Hong Chengchou immediately shook his head, listening to the sharpness of the artillery fire in the distance, even if Wu Sangui transferred all the artillery of Ningyuan City Defense to fight to the death, I am afraid that it will not reach this point.

What's more, there is no Francophone at the head of Ningyuan City, and Ningyuan's gunners will not be so uniform.

If it weren't for Wu Sangui, then it would be even more impossible for Wang Pu, the chief soldier of Datong, the chief soldier of Shanhaiguan, Ma Ke, and the chief soldier of Shanxi, Li Fuming, who were scattered among their subordinates, to be as timid as a mouse, and how could they turn back and come to the rescue if they were not as good as Wu Sangui.

The cannon rang out continuously, and Hong Chengchou saw it from a distance, and the side of the Emperor Taiji Dragon Tent on the mountain beam was already shouting and killing, and it seemed that a Ming army had hit that side.

"Good! Well burned! ”

"Kill all these Tartars!"

"Inspector, the last general will fight!"

"Supervisor, although there are not many soldiers and horses, you can still fight!"

"Inspector, give the order!"

When the Ming army in the city saw the fire in the Huang Taiji Dragon Tent, they were already raising their swords and guns and cheering continuously, and many generals, including the general soldier Wang Tingchen and Qiu Minyang, were all asking for battle.

Although they don't know which soldiers and horses are brave enough to rescue Songshan Fort at this time, they know that the other party is the army of the Ming Dynasty, and this is enough!