Li Changshan personally led the main force of the 1st Marine Division to storm the No. 3 Tent, and now, he can no longer care about casualties.

The soldiers first swept every corner of the front with flintlock pistols, and then pushed forward little by little.

The tent No. 3 was a tent, with no earthen walls, and could not stop the bullets of the flintlock pistol.

The Ming army relied on the superiority in numbers, they did not distinguish between priority and priority, all the soldiers surrounded the big tent, from all directions to shoot inside, the Jurchen bows and arrows, the range was not as good as the flintlock pistol, they could only fight and retreat, and finally gathered in the center of the big tent.

They found that bows and arrows could not hurt the Ming army at all, so they simply threw bows and arrows, wielded their more familiar scimitars, and pounced on the Ming troops on the periphery.

What the Ming army was waiting for was such an opportunity, and the counterattack of the Jurchen soldiers happened to expose their bodies to the guns of the Ming army.

"Bang, bang, bang......"

The sound of flintlock pistols, although not neat, was very dense, and in the face of a large number of chaotic bullets, the Jurchen soldiers threw themselves to the ground one by one.

The Jurchen soldiers had no way to retreat, and the Ming army made it clear that they wanted to annihilate them all, so as not to suffer the enemy on their backs.

Hundreds of Jurchen soldiers, in less than a cigarette, all fell, and they were either dead, or rolling on the ground and screaming.

"Hurry up, make up for the wounded soldiers, clean up the big tent, the first brigade is still waiting for our reinforcements!"

The soldiers of the first brigade, except for one cavalry regiment, did not return, and now there are only 2,000 people, they are divided into three rows, each row is no more than 700 soldiers, and the Jurchen soldiers who came to reinforce the No. 3 big tent are full of five Niu Lu and 1,500 cavalry, which is close to the number of the Ming army.

These five bulls do not belong to Dorgon's white flag, but to the blue flag of Zilharang.

There are a total of twenty-five Niu Lu with the blue flag, and ten of them are deployed in the west of the Liaodong Peninsula to guard against the Dongjiang Army on the island.

The remaining fifteen Niu Lu were all deployed on both sides of the Yalu River, on the one hand, to guard against Mao Wenlong's main force of the Dongjiang Army, and on the other hand, to deter the Li Dynasty of the Dynasty # Xian.

Mao Wenlong rarely landed in Liaodong, and his supplies mainly came from Chao # Xian and the island, and the Chao # Xian people did not dare to oppose the Dajin Kingdom openly, and Zierharang usually had no pressure at all.

When Dolgon asked for help from Zilharang, Zilharang immediately drew five oxen from the nearby Jurchen cavalry, which happened to form a Jiala, led by Gyala Ezhen Tuoman Saharan, to reinforce Dolgon.

Tuoman Saharan had not fought for a long time, and his scimitars and arrows were almost rusty, and when he received an order from Zilharang, he led five of Niulu's cavalry and galloped westward to the lower reaches of the Sancha River.

When approaching Yaozhou, Tuoman Saharan heard the fierce sound of cannons, and his blood immediately boiled, and in order to rush to the battlefield as much as possible, he and his cavalry desperately beat the war horses.

Toman Saharan was eager to give birth to a pair of wings so that he could fly to the battlefield early, if it was too late, the weak Ming army might have been killed with a white flag.

It was Hou Wenxing's 1st Marine Brigade that greeted the Tuoman Saharan.

After Hou Wenxing relieved the psychological fear of the soldiers, he has been with the soldiers, and now, he is standing behind the third row of soldiers.

He's ready, it's going to be a tough fight.

Although Li Changshan said that the cavalry regiment that was scattered out would come back to reinforce them, but now there is no way to contact the cavalry regiment, and no one knows whether the cavalry regiment will rush back, and if it comes back, whether it can catch up with this battle, the key to defeating the Jurchen soldiers is to rely on themselves.

"Brigade, the Jurchens are about to enter the firing range!"

"Brothers, get ready, the Jurchen cavalry horses are fast, as soon as they come within range of the flintlock muskets, the first row of soldiers, shoot immediately."

"Bang."

"Bang."

"Bang."

……

The soldiers in the first row, who fired all the bullets, rushed to the front of the Jurchen cavalry, and more than a hundred people immediately fell from their horses.

Among the five Niu Lu's cavalry, 100 people fell from their horses, which did not attract the attention of the Jurchens, and although Tuoman Saharan saw that someone had fallen from his horse, he did not slow down his horse at all.

"Brave Jurchen warriors, rush forward and kill all these Han tofu soldiers."

The Jurchen cavalry, which was running at the forefront, began to draw their bows and arrows.

"Whoosh...... Whoosh......"

The arrows flew towards the Ming army's position in the interval between the flintlock muskets.

The Jurchen cavalry had not yet entered the range of bows and arrows, and these arrows fell to the ground twenty or thirty paces in front of the Ming army, and there was no substantial damage to the Ming army.

But the arrows were as dense as raindrops, and when they flew towards the Ming army's position, they interfered with the Ming army's line of sight, and also induced the fear of the gunners, and the rhythm of the flintlock guns was chaotic.

What turned out to be a salvo that was in unison began to turn into a personal diffuse.

Some Jurchen soldiers were hit by more than a dozen bullets, but some Jurchen soldiers were not shot, and the Jurchen soldiers in front of them quickly crossed the death line of 100 steps and approached the middle line of 80 steps.

Hou Wenxing realized that the situation was wrong, and he was so anxious that he shouted loudly: "Volley, salvo, the speed must be the same." ”

The Jurchen soldiers rushed over like a tidal wave, and although there were a large number of wounded soldiers left on the ground, they did not hesitate in the slightest.

The Ming army was still shooting, but now there was no standard for speed or slowness, and the Jurchen cavalry kept squeezing over, and the soldiers' hearts were panicked again.

The arrows sent by the Jurchens were getting closer and closer to the Ming army, and the farthest arrows almost hit the Ming army.

"Hurry up, shoot." Hou Wenxing had already drawn his saber and stared at the Jurchen cavalry that was advancing a little bit.

"Bang, bang, bang......"

The flintlock pistol never stopped, but it was a little messy.

The war horses of the Jurchen cavalry have not slowed down, and they are in front of the Ming army, which is a completely non-threatening air.

The Jurchen cavalry had already attacked the cordon of sixty paces, and this distance had already entered the range of bows and arrows.

The Ming army began to suffer casualties, and the horror of death shrouded the hearts of every soldier.

"No retreat is allowed, and those who violate the order will be immediately punished!" Hou Wenxing held his saber and personally supervised the battle in the back, if the Ming army retreated now, in front of the Jurchen cavalry, there was no way to escape, such a rout was simply the suicide of the whole army, he was ready, once the Jurchen cavalry broke through the defensive line, the Ming army had to engage in hand-to-hand combat that they were not very familiar with.

The soldiers on both sides are competing for attrition.

The Jurchen cavalry counterattacked with bows and arrows in all directions, and because they had to aim, they rushed forward at a slower speed.

Hou Wenxing couldn't bear to look at the soldiers around him, one by one fell under the arrows of the Jurchens, he turned his head and looked at it from a distance, his cavalry regiment did not even have a shadow, however, the Jurchens did not have reinforcements, and these Jurchen cavalry in front of him were also a lone army.

"Whoosh!"

A Jurchen arrow hit Hou Wenxing's arm, and red blood overflowed along the shaft of the arrow and his dark gray coat.

"Brigade ......"

"Brigade seat is injured......"

"I'm fine!" Hou Wenxing pushed aside a few pro-soldiers who squeezed over, "Leave me alone, shoot quickly, Jiannu is about to rush over." ”

"Damn, Jiannu." The soldiers scolded and raised their guns to shoot at the Jurchen cavalry.

Hou Wenxing was hit by an arrow, but he still did not retreat, and his injuries burned the blood of the soldiers.

In front of the bows and arrows of the Jurchen cavalry, the soldiers no longer dodged, and even the lightly wounded soldiers on the ground grabbed flintlock pistols and returned to the battle.

The sound of flintlock pistols suddenly became dense, and the Jurchen cavalry was unable to take a step forward for the time being.

"Da Da Da ......"

The cavalry still had an advantage in speed, and after withstanding the brief outbreak of the Ming army, the Jurchen cavalry still advanced little by little.

Tuoman Saharan didn't know how many soldiers had fallen from their horses, and the Ming army was right in front of him, and the blood on the ground and the smell of blood in the air had already stained his pupils red.

"Luza, it's only thirty steps, what should I do?"

"Even if you fill it with your life, you must also block this group of slaves." Hou Wenxing pressed the wound on his left arm with his right hand, but he just forcibly pulled out the arrow on his left arm, and he didn't have time to bandage it.

"Brigade, do you want hand-to-hand combat?"

"If you can't stop Jiannu from advancing, you must fight hand-to-hand and prepare your sabers." Hou Wenxing knew that in front of the cavalry, the infantry had no way to escape, and in front of the cavalry, if they wanted to fight hand-to-hand to save their lives, they could only rely on God's help.

"Yes, Brigade."

The Jurchen cavalry, after paying the price of thousands of casualties, finally broke through the position of the Ming army, and hundreds of Jurchen soldiers broke into the ranks of the Ming army.

They had thrown away their bows and arrows and used all their scimitars.

The Ming army also put down the flintlock pistol and pulled out the saber at the waist.

"Tintin, Dangdang ......"

The scimitar and the saber collided, making a crisp sound, but more than that, it was slaughter.

The Jurchen soldiers rode on horseback, condescending, and more importantly, the cavalry had a huge advantage in speed, and they often changed places with a single slash, not giving the infantry a chance to return fire at all.

The Jurchen cavalry was tortured by flintlock pistols for a long time, their eyes were already blood-red, and now they ushered in a chance for revenge.

"Chop off the horse's legs!" Hou Wenxing found that the Jurchen soldiers rode on horseback, and the Ming army was infantry, so it was difficult to cut their vital parts, and if the war horses were cut down and the Jurchen soldiers were taken off their horses, the two sides were basically in an equal position.

After the Jurchen cavalry fell from their horses, as long as they were not seriously injured, they still brandished their scimitars and slashed at the Ming army who had no experience in hand-to-hand combat.

Fortunately, the Ming army was more numerous, so it was not killed for the time being.

"Master, the Jurchens are rushing over!"

Li Changshan had just cleaned up the Jurchen soldiers in the big tent, and the five Niu Lu with blue flags had completely broken through the defense line of the First Marine Brigade, and the soldiers on both sides had already been strangled together.

"After a while, the Jurchens rushed up?" Li Changshan didn't have time to think about it, "Quick, set up a second line of defense and let the first brigade withdraw." ”

The soldiers of the first brigade could no longer be withdrawn, and the Jurchen cavalry was fighting vigorously, and they retreated at this time, which was to leave their backs to the Jurchens.

Li Changshan's soldiers had already set up a gunman array of 2,000 people, and the soldiers behind him were still gathering.

He couldn't care about the soldiers behind him, "Keep in line, squeeze through, and replace the first brigade." ”