The soldiers who followed him, there were only a dozen Niu Lu, Dai Shan's heart was getting heavier and heavier, he looked at the distance behind him, and the soldiers who continued to catch up were sparse and sparse, and he could count them with one hand.

In the burning tent, the shouts of the soldiers could no longer be heard, and the soldiers who had escaped from the fire had already gathered.

Are there only so many cavalry left?

Dai Shan didn't want to think about it anymore, and he forced himself to change his mind.

"The Ming army is definitely going to cross the river, what should I do?" He kept asking himself, "These frightened soldiers, can they stop the Ming army from crossing the river?" ”

"If the Ming army crosses the river, these remnants of the army will be defeated, will they still have combat effectiveness after the catastrophe?"

Dai Shan's eyes have been staring at the burning tent, how he hopes that his soldiers will keep coming out of the tent.

However, Daishan was disappointed.

Not only did the soldiers not appear, but the fire burned more and more, their beef and mutton, their mare's milk, their leather armor, and their bows and arrows......

Dai Shan didn't dare to think about it, his soldiers, except for the war horse, only had a scimitar left.

If he can't stop the Ming army from crossing the river, there is only one way to escape, but where can he escape? Could it be like Hauge, go back to reinforce Shengjing?

However, he clearly told Haoge that he wanted to block the Ming army from crossing the river, and if he met Haoge, what kind of reason would he say?

The flowering bullets were still shooting, aimlessly, but they were more than two hundred paces away from Dai Shan's side, and Dai Shan restrained the war horse, and he hesitated.

The current Dai Shan is like an ownerless war horse, completely losing its direction.

Will it prevent the Ming army from crossing the river, or will it retreat north?

The Ming army is about to cross the river, he must make a choice, all the soldiers, are waiting for the military order.

"Boom...... Long ......"

A flowering bullet exploded in the crowd, and after a ball of fire, three soldiers let out a scream.

One soldier had his left leg broken and his knee was broken, and the lower half of the soldier didn't know where he flew, and the other two soldiers, both on fire, were rolling on the ground and howling like a wolf.

"How can the artillery of the Ming army shoot so far?" Dai Shan wanted to die, and in front of the flowering bullets of the Ming army, his cavalry was completely passively beaten, and he didn't even have a chance to fight hard.

As soon as Dai Shan's words fell, more flowering bullets flew into the crowd, and more soldiers joined the tumbling ranks, but unfortunately, their companions had no intention of helping them and left them to fend for themselves.

"Withdraw, hurry up and retreat, go back to Shengjing!" Dai Shan finally made up his mind, he had no choice, he was hit by another wave of flowering bombs, and his soldiers, no matter how they cheered, could not stop the Ming army from crossing the river.

Dai Shan ran while reorganizing the army.

The tactical literacy of the Jurchen soldiers was brought into full play at this moment, and they lined up in four columns and returned north.

Dai Shan's soldiers counted the number of people, and there were less than twenty cattle in total.

"After such a while, more than half of the casualties have been killed?" Dai Shan wanted to cry without tears, but the important thing was that he didn't dare to cry happily in front of the soldiers.

He turned his head to look back, but he was disappointed again, and there were no soldiers behind him, "The Ming army that should feed the wolves, there is a kind, and if you fight with us on the plain, you will know that you will attack us with firearms." ”

The accident happened, and this was the third time that Daishan was disappointed.

In front of them, Hong Chengchou's Fourth Army, which relied on the superiority of firearms, intercepted their way.

"Big Baylor, what should I do? The Ming army has tens of thousands! ”

"Tens of thousands? Why are there so many Ming troops? They are like ants. ”

"Big Baylor ......"

Dai Shan pondered, the Ming army on the south bank must have begun to cross the river now, there are tens of thousands of Ming troops behind, and the moment he gives up blocking the Ming army from crossing the river, he is doomed to be unable to turn back.

Since there is no way back, there is only one way, "The Ming army has no artillery, otherwise they would have opened fire a long time ago, rushed, and took advantage of the speed advantage of the cavalry to break through their defensive line." ”

"Da Da Da ......"

The Jurchen soldiers began to accelerate, and they wanted to increase the speed of the horses to the maximum, and give full play to the speed advantage of the cavalry.

"Bang."

"Bang."

"Bang."

……

The bullets of the flintlock pistol, like a messenger of the soul, hooked the Jurchen cavalry who rushed to the front one by one from the horse.

Hong Chengchou was ingenious elsewhere, he arranged six rows of soldiers in the front, each row of 1,500, on the left and right sides, each with 3,000 cavalry guards, on the outside of the cavalry, there were two small hills, behind the hills, there were faint Ming troops snooping.

There were six rows of gunners, and the interval between the flintlock muskets was very small, and the speed of the bullets was faster than the advance speed of the Jurchen cavalry.

The gunners had already completed two waves of shooting, and the Jurchen soldiers were still charging.

The Jurchen cavalry was like a torrent, but they crashed into the Three Gorges Dam.

Dai Shan was at the back of the cavalry, and he only saw the cavalry charging, but he could not see the result of the charge—the cavalry that had rushed to the range of the flintlock pistol had all fallen off their horses.

"These Ming soldiers who don't even eat wolves, their flintlock pistols are so powerful!" In despair, Dai Shan can only get a little cheap in language.

"Big Baylor, we've already suffered five or six Niu Lu!"

"Five or six cows?" Dai Shan was already numb, he hoped that he never understood the meaning of these numbers, "Huh? What did you say? We lost five or six Niu Lu? ”

"yes, Big Baylor, we can't charge like this, we have to find a way."

"How?" Dai Shan just had no way to let the soldiers risk their lives to attack the position of the Ming army, and he felt that his head was empty, as if he had no brains.

The Ming army on the bank of the Prince River must have crossed the river, Dai Shan seemed to hear the sound of horses' hooves, they could no longer retreat, if there was no road ahead, what could he do?

"Big Baylor, can we go around the east and west?"

"Detour?" Dai Shan remembered, in addition to the front and back, there are left and right, but there is the Hunhe River in the west, if you force the river, it may be in the middle of the river, and it will be hit by the Ming army's pursuers, besides, after crossing the river, what is the place to go in the west?

Only the east is left, the east is good, if you cross the border wall, you can also return to Xingjing, Xingjing is Hetuala, the place where the Mandate of Heaven Khan raised his army, which has always been the rear of the Dajin Kingdom, and now there are at least 100,000 herdsmen living there.

"Retreat to the east, let's go back to Xingjing first?" Dai Shan felt that his brain seemed to be bad now, and he didn't know if his decision could save the soldiers in front of him.

"That's right, Big Baylor, now that the situation in Shengjing is unknown, we will still Xingjing! Do you want me to give orders? ”

"Well, you go and give the order!" Dai Shan nodded in agreement, he didn't know how many soldiers had fallen off their horses after such a long delay, and after fighting with the Ming army for so long, he already knew that once he fell from his horse, his soldiers would lie on this cold land forever.

The bullhorn of the Jurchens made a terrible sound.

"It's not good, the Jurchens want to run away." Hong Chengchou already understood the meaning of this bullhorn, "Shoot quickly and maximize the range of the flintlock pistol." ”

The Jurchens had already turned around, and their backs were aimed at the Ming army's flintlock guns.

The maximum range of the flintlock pistol can reach 120 paces, and if the muzzle is raised, the range can be increased, but the hit rate and bullet penetration cannot be guaranteed.

The gunners didn't care about the hit rate, they just shot the bullet at the back of the Jurchen cavalry, and if they ran farther away, they wouldn't even have a chance to shoot.

"Cavalry, sortie." Hong Chengchou saw that the flintlock pistol could no longer reach the back of the Jurchen cavalry, and finally gave the order.

The six thousand cavalry on both sides had long been ready to pursue, and they were waiting for Hong Chengchou's order, and as soon as the order was reached, they were like lions descending the mountain, rushing towards the sheep from the left and right sides.

The remnants of the Jurchen cavalry, less than ten Niu Lu, are much smaller than the Ming army, and more importantly, they were slaughtered twice by the Ming army today, and they have no chance to fight back, and in front of the Ming army, they have completely lost confidence.

Dai Shan, who has always been resourceful, also feels that his brain is not enough today, and under the pursuit of the Ming army, he will only beat the war horse hard, and vent all the anger that he has been holding back for a long time on the butt of the war horse.

"Da Da Da ......"

The Jurchen cavalry are fleeing for their lives, and they have already used their strength to feed.

"Da Da Da ......"

The Ming army has increased the speed of horses to the maximum, and they all know that the Jurchen Eight Banners, there is only this cavalry left, and if they miss the cavalry in front, their war may be over.

The Jurchens don't need to study, they grew up on horseback since they were children, and their horse control skills are far stronger than those of the Ming army, besides, the Ming cavalry chasing behind is actually just infantry on horseback, not cavalry like Man Gui at all.

The distance between the two sides widened from two arrows to three arrows.

Seeing that the Jurchens were gradually getting rid of the Ming army, they didn't need to look back at all, they just lowered their heads, crouched on their horses, and galloped at full speed.

"Dada......"

A larger number of Ming troops, facing the Jurchen cavalry, they really broke the tide of the embankment, and came all over the mountains.

"The Sun and Moon Banners, Big Baylor, they are...... Ming Army! ”

"Ming Army?" Dai Shan did not slow down his horse, and in the cavalry, he could not slow down, unless he was ready to be rammed by other war horses, "They are also cavalry, kill them, don't fall in love, after rushing over, get rid of them immediately." ”

It was really the Ming army that rushed over on the opposite side, and Man Gui gritted his teeth: "Ge Si'er, at any cost, rush to the place where the red flag is up, cut them first, these cavalry, we want them all." ”

"Yes, Throne." Ge Si'er replied while reorganizing the soldiers: "Arrow charge, the target is where the red flag is." ”

"Boom!"

Two groups of cavalry, like two huge iron bulls, collided violently on the vast plain.

The difference is that an iron bull is strong and an iron bull is weak.

This is the final decisive battle between the Ming cavalry and the Eight Banners cavalry.

Ge Si'er personally took the lead, and the 19th Cavalry Division, under his leadership, swooped towards the red flag in the middle of the Jurchen cavalry.