The Jiannu who came to Jinzhou was Yue Tuo, the owner of the red flag.

Yue Tuo did not get more than 10,000 soldiers, as he had hoped.

Huang Taiji gave Yue Tuo the greatest support, and all the Jurchen Niulu and Han Army Niulu were full.

However, when Saisang saw that the Mongolian cattle records in Ningyuan and Jinzhou had been wiped out, and the Ming army had recovered Ningyuan and Jinzhou, his mind changed, and he refused to complete the Mongolian cattle records on the grounds that "now is the critical period for horses, cattle and sheep to give birth, and a large number of people are needed".

So now Yue Tuo's subordinates only have 7,500 soldiers. four dishonored Mongol Niulu, four hundred soldiers; three full Han army Niu Lu and two dissatisfied Han army Niu Lu, 1,300 soldiers; Five full Jurchen Niulu and twenty dissatisfied Jurchen Niulu, 5,800 soldiers.

Yue Tuo reorganized the soldiers and sorted out twenty-five full cattle records. One of them is a Mongolian cow, four Han army cows, and nineteen Jurchen cows. There is also a Niu Lu, which is a joint compilation of the Mongols, Han Chinese and Jurchens, Yue Tuo chose a Jurchen person to serve as Niu Lu Ezhen, which is also counted as the Jurchen Niu Lu, so that the Jurchen Niu Lu reaches twenty, which is exactly four Jia La, and one Mongolian Niu Lu and four Han Army Niu Lu also happen to constitute a Jia La.

These Niu Lu are all improvised, but it will basically not affect their combat effectiveness, the Jurchens never need to run in to fight, each of them has been trained since childhood, and they are born warriors.

Seven thousand five hundred, two or five less than the more than 10,000 soldiers originally envisioned by Yue Tuo, however, Yue Tuo did not care, the 7,500 Jurchen soldiers have never lost a battle.

Although the Ming army's flintlock pistols have improved, and the range has exceeded that of bows and arrows, but so many Jurchen soldiers, if they charge forward together, the Ming army's flintlock pistols will not have time to shoot at all, once the Jurchen soldiers break through the Ming army's defense line, those Ming army's gunners are lambs to be slaughtered one by one.

Yue Tuo left one Mongol Niulu and four Han Niulu in the city of Guangning, and the remaining twenty Jurchen Niulu, totaling six thousand Jurchen soldiers, were all brought to the Jinzhou front.

He wants to concentrate all his core forces and take Jinzhou City back with his own hands, and he also wants to take revenge on Yuan Chonghuan and win back the face of his defeat in the south of Jinzhou City.

Yue Tuo's army set up camp fifteen miles from Jinzhou City. Fifteen miles was the closest distance in his heart, and he couldn't wait to launch an attack on Jinzhou City immediately.

Fifteen miles is also a safe distance, and all the artillery of the Ming army has a range of less than five miles; Fifteen li is the best distance to launch an attack, with the speed of the Jurchen cavalry, it can reach the north gate of Jinzhou in half a pillar of incense, and if it is accelerated from the beginning, the speed of the cavalry is just the maximum.

"Lord Belle, are we going to approach the city with the whole army, or should we send some soldiers to test it first?" Zuo Meile Ezhen Wuda had long thought that he would meet the Han army at the head of the city, and there were Han people to ravage, his blood boiled, and because the right Meel Ezhen Hulu stayed in Guangning, he became the second person under Yue Tuo.

Yue Tuo glanced at the distant Jinzhou City: "We don't have enough siege equipment now, it's useless if there are too many people, Halleha, you take the soldiers to the city and see how the Ming army reacts, if you can lure them out of Jinzhou City, it would be the best." Uluhei, you go and prepare the ladder for the siege. ”

"Yes, Lord Belle." Halha and Uluhei are both red-flag-sladen Alajin, two of the generals that Yue Tuo trusted very much. Uluhei went to prepare the ladder for the siege, and Haleha took his five oxen and galloped towards the city of Jinzhou.

Haleha did not have the equipment to siege the city, so he could only rely on bows and arrows to shoot the Ming army at the head of the city, and give the Ming army a dismount first.

Du Wenhuan also came to the city, he wanted to see with his own eyes how Yuan Chonghuan dealt with Jiannu, he was standing behind Yuan Chonghuan, this was the first time he saw Jiannu's cavalry on the battlefield, although the number was not large, but the momentum of the cavalry running was still very terrifying, "Commander, do you want to use artillery?" ”

Yuan Chonghuan shook his head: "This is not Yue Tuo's main force, don't use artillery for the time being." ”

Halleha stopped about a thousand paces from the North City Gate to get a closer look at the Ming army.

At the head of the city, the Ming soldiers were in groups of three or five, wandering around the city very casually, and some of the soldiers were still talking to each other—no one cared about the arrival of Halleha, as if Halleha and his soldiers did not exist at all.

Halleha was furious, how could these loose Ming Dynasty tofu troops snatch Ningyuan and Jinzhou from the warriors of the Dajin Kingdom? He shouted: "Warriors of the Dajin Kingdom, we will go to the city together now, use the bows and arrows in your hands, shoot through the heads of these Han people, and let their blood be poured all over our Jinzhou City, Changshengtian is watching us, he will definitely bless us with success from afar." ”

"Da-da-da-da."

The horses in front began to charge, just in time to make way out of the way, and the horses behind followed.

"Commander, Jiannu is going to attack the city."

"Got it." Yuan Chonghuan had already fought with Jiannu many times, and this time he returned to Liaodong, relying on the advantage of the flintlock pistol, and plundered Jiannu again, so he was very calm, "My lord, Wenhuan, you go down first!" Jiannu's bow and arrows are powerful, and the city is not safe. ”

"The old man must see for himself today how the flintlock pistol shot Jiannu." Sun Chengzong had long wanted to see how Jiannu died, how could he miss such a good opportunity today? By his side, there were already personal soldiers with shields to protect him, and if he didn't leave, Du Wenhuan would not leave the city.

Yuan Chonghuan was helpless: "My lord, Wen Huan, then you have to be careful." ”

"Commander, one hundred and fifty steps."

Yuan Chonghuan had no time to take care of Sun Chengzong and Du Wenhuan, Jiannu was approaching the city, and he had to rush to command the army, "Prepare the flintlock gun." ”

Without Yuan Chonghuan's order, the gunners hiding behind the city wall were already ready to shoot, and according to the sound of the horses' hooves, they could also judge the approximate location of Jiannu, and they were all waiting for Yuan Chonghuan's final order.

"Commander, a hundred steps."

"Shoot."

Yuan Chonghuan's deep voice pierced the sky, and was accurately conveyed by the herald to each gunman.

"Bang."

"Bang."

"Bang."

……

The Jiannu soldiers who rushed to the front fell off their horses without warning, and the uninjured war horses, due to inertia, rushed forward a few steps, and only after they found that there were no soldiers on their bodies, they slowly stopped, and wandered around in place, looking for their respective masters.

Most of the more than 100 Jiannu soldiers who fell to the ground did not die thoroughly.

One soldier felt a heat in his chest, and he reached out and touched it, and a stream of warm, viscous liquid ran down his fingers and toward his wrist.

"I'm hurt." The soldier was startled, and the wound that had been touched came out with a sharp pain like scissors striking inside.

His screams, as if pushed to dominoes, quickly spread and spread around, and the screams on the ground came and went.

The screams were quickly muffled and ignored, and the cavalry of Jiannu was still advancing at high speed, and the flintlock pistols of the Ming army did not stop firing.

In front of Jiannu, 1,200 Ming soldiers were a little crowded in a small area, and the speed of shooting slowed down because the soldiers in front had to constantly give way to the soldiers behind them.

After paying the price of more than 300 people, Jiannu began to break through the firing zone of 100 paces.

"Two groups of shooting, the target is the first Jiannu."

On both sides of the city wall, on the left and right fronts of Jiannu, there were six hundred gunners each, they were a little far away from Jiannu, and now Jiannu had crossed the firing zone of a hundred paces, just in their range.

The Ming gunners in front directly ignored the Jiannu who broke through the firing area, and they still blocked the firing area with dense bullets to prevent the Jiannu soldiers behind from continuing to advance; The Jiannu soldiers, who had managed to cross the firing area, were hit by another round of flintlock pistols on both sides.

Halleha's eyes were red, he couldn't count, he didn't know the exact number of casualties among the soldiers, but he knew that there must have been quite a few soldiers who fell off their horses.

There were countless fallen horses on the ground, and many horses without masters on their backs, scurrying in despair and sorrow in terror and confusion under the city.

Until now, not a single soldier has come into range of bows and arrows, and the Ming army should have suffered no casualties.

"My lord, the city is dangerous, let's go back to the barracks! Wen Huan, first accompany the adults back to have a good rest, and tomorrow you will change your fourth division to guard the city. Yuan Chonghuan estimated that if it weren't for the casualties, Jiannu would sooner or later break through the blockade of the flintlock pistol and enter the range of bows and arrows, and then the city would be dangerous.

"The old man finally saw how the flintlock pistol used Jiannu as a target, go, go back to the barracks, Chonghuan, you can go down too!" Sun Chengzong saw Jiannu fall under the flintlock pistol without any resistance, and his curiosity was satisfied to the maximum.

"My lord will go back first, and his subordinates will change their tactics at any time according to the situation of Jiannu."

"Okay, then Chonghuan be careful."

"My lord, please, Wen Huan, please."

Sun Chengzong and Du Wenhuan left the city together, and they saw the power of the flintlock pistol, and also saw the bravery of Jiannu - on the battlefield, until the victory was decided, Jiannu did not care about death.

Like the Mongols, the Jurchens practiced shamanism and believed that the Immortal Heaven would take care of them at all times and ensure their victory in every war.

Unlike the Han Chinese, they don't care at all what happens after their deaths.

If they die on the battlefield, they do not receive a pension, nor do they need a pension - after their death, the women, children, cattle and sheep, and even the elderly in the family will be inherited by another familiar or unfamiliar man, or a new man will enter the family and take their place entirely.

Therefore, the Jurchens have no worries on the battlefield, they are not afraid of bloodshed or even death, and even if they die, their women, children, cattle and sheep, will not be left unattended.

For them, the whole meaning of life is to kill on the battlefield and then take the other party's women, children, cattle and sheep, or because of military exploits, win the respect of others, and be distributed more women and possessions by the banner owner.

But now Halleha can't afford it, the efficiency of the flintlock pistol is too high, and the number of Ming troops is too large, and in just a few minutes, his men have lost hundreds of people.

"Shield, put the shield on your head."

The Jurchen soldiers raised their shields above their heads to protect their heads and disarm some of the flintlock muskets.

"Shoot a horse." Yuan Chonghuan found that horses are much larger than people, and if they were targeted, the hit rate would be much greater.

"Bang."

"Bang."

"Bang."

……

After the horses were hit by multiple bullets, they could no longer bear the weight of the soldiers, and they fell one after another, and the Jurchen soldiers on horseback were also overturned to the ground by the horses.

Soldiers with good luck can also get up quickly, find a group of ownerless horses, and re-enter the battle, while unlucky soldiers are crushed by the injured horses on their arms and thighs, unable to move at all, or directly trampled into meat by the horses behind.