In front of the first line of defense of the Ming army's Songshan position, Huang Taiji's golden tent stopped.

Since it has been decided to personally command this battle, it is natural to command it close to the front line, so that the morale of the army can be improved and the situation on the battlefield can be grasped at any time.

Huang Taiji sat on horseback, looking towards the top of the slope, surrounded by Daishan, Jierharang and others. Since Amin's blue banner was unwilling to fight, he sent him to the rear to suppress the formation, letting him know that even if he didn't rely on his blue banner, Dajin could still defeat the Ming army.

Now all the forms are in his control, Azig once again launched a charge against the third line of defense of the Ming army, from his point of view, the mountains are full of Houjin soldiers, are heading towards the top of the slope to launch the final impact, I believe that soon to break through the Ming line of defense.

Although he saw that the victory was in his hands, Huang Taiji still had a strange feeling in his heart.

This new Liaodong strategy is really not simple, first with a lone army deep into Liaozuo, blooming everywhere in his back, not only burned their grain and grass, but also forced back Jinzhou Haoge, and later mobilized Jinzhou heavy troops to stop him in Songshan, forcing him to force the fortification, and the Ming army to fight a war of attrition.

You must know that every time Dajin fights with the Ming army, he basically wins with wisdom, and has never fought any war of attrition with the Ming army, because this is very unfavorable to Dajin. Liaoyang, Shenyang, and Guangning all relied on trickery to open the city gates, and the Ming army's four-way Xingshi and Sichuan-Zhejiang coalition forces were also annihilated by their concentrated superior forces.

But now this Sun Yueling actually gave him a knife in the way, forcing him to forcibly attack the three lines of defense of the Ming army, and these three lines of defense are extremely strange, they have never encountered them before, and these three lines of defense alone have made them pay a lot of price.

It is gratifying that after so many years of tempering, the combat effectiveness of the Dajin soldiers has long been under the Ming army, and the Ming army has been frightened by the name of Dajin, and does not dare to fight Dajin in the field. Today, under his arrangement, the three lines of defense carefully set up by the Ming army are about to be breached.

Even if that Sun Yueling had the ability to pass through the heavens and the earth, he could only fall under Dajin's sword at this time and repay his Emperor of the Apocalypse with his life.

Thinking of this, Huang Taiji said to Zilharang beside him: "Pass the order, and the flags will increase their attacks." Tell Azig that you must take Matsuyama before the sun sets! ”

Zilharan answered.

Soon, Huang Taiji's order reached the ears of the generals who attacked Tashan Fort, and they commanded their soldiers to step up the attack on the Ming army's position on the high slope, although the Ming army's resistance was very stubborn, they were confident that they could annihilate the Ming army in Songshan.

At this time, the middle area of the Ming army's defense line on the top of the slope has long been plunged into a sea of blood, because this is the area where the enemy's most elite white-armored soldiers charged, Lu Bing has already concentrated the strongest soldiers in the sword and shield battalion in this area, even if he dies today, he will be buried with the white-armored soldiers of Houjin.

"Kill the Tartars!" Lu Bing frantically waved the Yanling knife in his hand and slashed towards the surging white-armored soldiers. At this time, all strategies and formations have lost their effect, and the fight is who is ruthless enough and who is strong enough, either they all die for the country, or they will knock the Tartars down a high slope, and there is no other possibility.

The white-armored soldiers were obviously red-eyed, the tenacity of the Ming army was beyond their imagination, and even made them feel a fear from the bottom of their hearts, but this little fear was quickly covered up by hatred and anger, if they could not defeat this Ming army today, then this army would become their collective nightmare in the future.

So they roared and roared, frantically storming the Ming army, wave after wave, regardless of casualties.

On the other side of the defensive line, Zhao Shujiao, the commander of Pingliao, also personally joined the battlefield. This was the last and most powerful impact of the enemy, so he let the rest of the cavalry battalion all take their swords into battle and join the tragic battlefield.

After three days, this tragic war of attrition caused heavy losses to the Guanning army, and more than half of the seven battalions were lost. Fortunately, it was not only the Ming army that suffered casualties, but also the casualties of the Houjin, as evidenced by the piles of enemy corpses on the position.

I thought that there was no problem in holding Songshan for three days, but it seems that they still underestimated Houjin's field combat ability, if Sun Yueling could not successfully raid the Huangtaiji Golden Horde, then the Songshan position would become a collective grave for the Jinzhou Guanning army.

"Kill!" Zhao Shujiao was covered in blood, and led people to press towards the white-armored soldiers from the side. The white armor soldiers are the elite of Houjin, as long as they can be eliminated, then the enemy's attack is bound to be greatly reduced.

Under the sunset, the top of the pine mountain slope is like a Shura hell, corpses are everywhere, blood rain is flying, stumps and broken arms can be seen everywhere, and the strong smell of blood is blown away by the strong wind and drifts into the nose of every soldier participating in the battle; The rushing rain of blood spilled into their eyes, staining everything in front of them red, and even the glow of the setting sun was no longer dim, but bloody.

"Poof", President Qian's Lu Heng pierced the armor of a white-armored soldier with a knife, knocked back several white-armored soldiers one after another against him, and then slashed at them with his remaining strength - he had already killed Red Eye, if he still had consciousness, then there was only one thought, that is, killing one was enough, and killing two would be earned.

After cutting down a few enemies, Lu Heng turned his head, and dimly found that there were several more enemies on the left rushing towards him, and he couldn't help but roar and raised his knife to slash at the enemy.

Unexpectedly, these enemies were shocked when they saw him raising their swords, and they dodged in both directions, and shouted in Chinese:

"My lord, it's us!"

"Stop, sir!"

Lu Heng could hear that a few people were speaking Chinese, so he quickly put away his knife and gasped: "What's the matter, I thought it was a tartar, get out of the way, don't get in the way!" ”

"Be careful, sir!" Suddenly, a soldier shouted at him.

Hearing this, Lu Heng hurriedly turned around to dodge, and with a "whew", a steel knife flew past his ear, bringing a gust of cold wind. When he turned around, another steel knife slashed at him.

Lu Bing hurriedly raised his knife, and with a "dang" sound, he was unstable on his footing, and immediately rolled to the ground.

The Ming soldiers behind him hurriedly rushed over and killed these Houjin soldiers.

As the battle continued, the Ming army on the defensive line gradually fell to the downside, the long formation was cut into several pieces by Houjin, and tens of thousands of people crowded together to fight, like two beasts trapped in a cage, and they would never stop until they tore each other apart and bitten each other. But at this time, the Ming army had no reinforcements, and the Houjin soldiers were still rushing towards the top of the slope, occupying an advantage in numbers, and the development of the situation was extremely unfavorable to the Ming army.

Lu Heng found that the people around him were fighting less and less, and the soldiers of Houjin were fighting more and more, gradually forming an encirclement and surrounding them in the middle.

"Come on, Tartar of the dog day, come and kill Lao Tzu!" Lu Heng roared, and the blood on his body was dripping down.

In response to him, more than a dozen long knives of the Houjin soldiers slashed towards those of them who were trapped in the encirclement.

"Dangdangdangdang", the sound of blade clashing sounded intensively, Lu Heng once again used his strength to cut down the two enemies, he couldn't hold on anymore, he fell down on one knee with a knife.

But he still raised his head and scolded at the enemy who was blurred in his vision: "Lao Tzu grass you eighteenth generation......"

With a "poof", a long knife entered from behind, penetrated his back, and came out from the front of his heart, so that he could no longer speak the rest of his words.

In the middle of the defense line, it didn't take long for Lu Bing, the garrison of the capital division who was making desperate resistance to the white-armored soldiers, to learn the news of Lu Heng's death, Lu Heng's death made him sad and indignant, and the hatred in his heart reached its peak, and he once again led people to rush to the oncoming white-armored soldiers, ignoring the injuries on his body, and slashed at the white-armored soldiers.

His bravery inspired countless soldiers, and under their frontal impact and the instigation of the soldiers of the flank cavalry battalion, the Houjin and white armor soldiers retreated one after another, and were driven down from the top of the slope by the Ming army. But the white-armored soldiers quickly stabilized their position, and under the leadership of a general, they once again launched an assault on the top of the slope.

Lu Bing saw it clearly, the enemy's general was Azig with a white flag, and he was about to give them a head-on attack, but he heard someone shouting on the side: "Lu Bing, you hurry up and lead people to defend the right flank, and Azig will hand it over to Ben Shuai!" "It was Zhao Shujiao, who brought people to respond from the side.

"No!" Lu Bing responded to the order and hurriedly took someone there. His cousin Lu Heng died, so he naturally had the task of defending the right flank.

Zhao led the sword to stand on the top of the slope, looked coldly at the impacting Azig, and suddenly turned his head to the already personal soldiers and shouted: "The herald fires!" ”

Immediately after receiving the order, the soldier yelled at Fort Tower Hill behind him, shouting, "Fire! ”

"Fire!"

"Fire!"

In the shouts of the soldiers of the Ming army, the sound passed all the way to the highest point of the remnant wall of Tashan Fort - four Hongyi cannons had been transferred here, and there were only the last eight shells, just to wait until this critical time to fire.

After the gunner received the order, he immediately lit the cannon's fire rope, and the sound of "Zizi" rang out, and green smoke rose from the cannon body of the Hongyi cannon.

"Boom", with the sound of huge cannons, the mountains and fields collapsed, the heavens and the earth exploded, and four huge fireball projectiles were like meteorites falling from the sky, throwing towards the enemy troops in the middle of the hillside.

At the same time, an earth-shattering cry suddenly sounded in the sparse forest to the west, and smoke and dust rose from the sky, and an army of thousands of people slaughtered out of it, like a double-edged sword, towards the golden tent with the yellow flag at the bottom of the slope.

In the midst of the shaking of the mountain, the Houjin soldiers were suddenly a little panicked, and even the white-armored soldiers who were at the forefront of the charge were stunned, not understanding what was happening.

Zhao Shujiao was waiting for this time, pointing to the army that came out from the west at the bottom of the slope, and shouted to everyone: "All the soldiers, that is Lord Jinglu, at this moment he is leading people to take the enemy's middle army, and the slave chief Taiji will not escape!" ”

The sudden change shocked the Ming army, who originally thought that they would lose this battle, and at this moment they heard Zhao Shujiao shouting that it was Lord Jinglu who personally led the troops to charge, and they were all excited, and their morale was suddenly greatly boosted.

Zhao Shujiao raised his arms again and shouted: "Killing the Tartars is today!" Soldiers, kill the enemy with me! The leader rushed towards Azig.

"Kill!" The Ming army shouted, and the fighting spirit was ignited again.