The gunners quickened their advance and pounced on the Jurchen cavalry.

The Jurchen cavalry did not notice Li Changshan's Ming army at all, and all their energy was on the Ming army around them, until the Ming army's flintlock pistols began to shoot.

Tuoman Saharin has been killing mercilessly, the leather armor on his body has long been dyed blood red, I don't know if there is his own blood in it, he has not been so aggressive in killing for a long time, until his soldiers were shot dozens of people, he found out about Li Changshan's arrival. Looking for the Ming army who is desperate to die, wait for me to kill all the Ming troops here first, and then go to reinforce you. ”

More than 200 Jurchen cavalry left the battlefield and rushed towards Li Changshan, and the soldiers of the first brigade suddenly lost their pressure, but they still could not withstand the impact of the Jurchen cavalry, and the number of casualties was still rising sharply.

The two hundred Jurchen cavalry that rushed towards Li Changshan were like a drift, and they disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Tuoman Saharan was shocked, two hundred cavalry, all gone in a blink of an eye, but why couldn't the Ming army finish killing?

He abandoned Hou Wenxing's First Marine Brigade, took the remaining Jurchen cavalry, and pounced on Li Changshan's position again, he wanted to avenge the Jurchen brothers who died just now.

"Brigade ......"

Hou Wenxing had already fallen in a pool of blood, in addition to the arrow wounds on his body, he was also stabbed twice by the Jurchens, fortunately they were not fatal parts, but the blood flowed a little more, and he fainted temporarily.

The soldiers dragged Hou Wenxing to a gentle slope, tore his clothes, bandaged his wounds, and stopped his bleeding first.

The last two hundred Jurchen cavalry, including the Toman Saharin, ran headlong into the muzzle of the flintlock pistol.

The road was chosen by themselves, and they collectively fell under the flintlock pistol, either pierced by the flintlock pistol, or after being wounded, they were cut open by the saber of the Ming army.

On the east bank of the Sancha River, calm was restored for the time being.

The sea breeze blowing from the sea, with a slight salty smell, like a woman's slender fingers, gently caressing the sweaty and even bleeding limbs of the soldiers, and the blood-stained sun and moon military flags swayed on the east bank of the Sancha River.

This sea breeze, mixed with the smell of blood in the air, made the Ming army who had survived the catastrophe feel like vomiting, they didn't have the joy after the victory, they just wanted to take a hot bath early and sleep beautifully, when they woke up, a qiē cruelty was a thing of the past......

The Ming army captured the Jurchen No. 3 tent and annihilated all the nearby Jurchen cavalry, but their own losses were also very large.

There were more than 1,200 soldiers of the Marine Corps who died in battle, and more than 1,000 wounded soldiers, and even Hou Wenxing fainted on the battlefield.

Li Changshan looked at the crooked soldiers, he didn't know if his rash advance was worth it, although he won the No. 3 tent in the lower reaches of the Sancha River, but his own soldiers also paid the price of thousands of casualties.

"Da Da Da ......"

The sound of horses' hooves came from far north, and the faces of all the soldiers changed color, as if all of a sudden, hoarfrost had fallen from the sky.

Li Changshan looked at the soldiers who were almost paralyzed, he was powerless to return to the sky, but he still had a glimmer of hope: "Could it be that the cavalry regiment is back?" ”

Countless eyes are staring at the north, and even Li Changshan has forgotten that he must first organize a defensive formation, what if it is a Jurchen cavalry?

The cavalry is getting closer and closer, and the line that was formed just now can now be clearly distinguished.

"The division seat, inlaid with a white flag, is a Jurchen cavalry!"

Li Changshan looked up to the sky and sighed: "Could it be that God, you really want to kill my First Marine Division?" ”

"Knock, knock, knock......"

The sound of chaotic footsteps came from the riverbank, interrupting Li Changshan's sigh.

Before Li Changshan could look back, the soldiers around him had already exclaimed: "Our people, the division, the First Group Army have crossed the river!" ”

"The First Army? Commander Yuan's army? Li Changshan looked back and saw that the Ming army had already gone ashore, and was crossing the Jurchen No. 3 tent and leaning towards him, and the three pontoon bridges on the river were crowded with a large number of cavalry leading war horses.

"God has blessed us at last!"

The soldiers of the Marine Corps also cheered, completely forgetting about the Jurchen cavalry to the north.

"Marine brothers, you have worked hard, leave this bit of Jiannu to us!" Du Wenhuan didn't bother to say hello to Li Changshan alone, but turned to his soldiers: "Brothers, line up in formation, since these Jiannu are here, let them taste the bullets of the flintlock pistol, don't let down the blood sacrifice of the Marine brothers." ”

The soldiers of the Second Army, to the north of the Great Tent No. 3, quickly established a line of 1,000 men, and the soldiers in the back quickly added to the back of the line, and the second and third platoons were also gunners of 1,000 men.

Du Wenhuan looked at the Jurchen cavalry rushing over on the opposite side, he narrowed his old eyes, and looked indifferent: "There are only more than 1,000 people, it seems that there are no soldiers in Dolgon to mobilize." ”

"Da Da ......" The Jurchen cavalry pressed towards the Ming army unscrupulously, and in their hands, they had already set up bows and arrows, ready to shoot at any time.

On the three pontoon bridges, the infantry and cavalry of the Ming army are constantly crossing the river, and they are competing for time with the Jurchen cavalry.

Du Wenhuan looked sideways, there were already more than a thousand cavalry guards on the left and right sides, he put his mind at ease, and in order to prevent an emergency, he set up a second line of defense eighty paces behind the gunners.

"Junzao, we haven't shot yet, how can there be blood on the Jurchens' bodies?"

"Blood?" Du Wenhuan looked closely, and there were indeed some blood stains on the Jurchens' bodies, which glowed with a glowing reddish light under the reflection of the sun.

"Did they just go into battle?"

Du Wenhuan knew that there was no Ming army in the north at all, "Could it be the Dongjiang Army?" ”

No one can answer Du Wenhuan's question, the battle is about to start, and no one needs to answer this question.

Du Wenhuan was silent, his eyes were already fixed on the Jurchen cavalry in front, in addition to the banners inlaid with white flags, there were also some various flags, but he didn't know the Jurchen writing, and he didn't know if Dolgon was coming.

"Throne, the Jurchens are in the range of the flintlock pistol!"

"Shoot!" Two simple words, short and powerful, Du Wenhuan ignited the beacon fire of the battlefield.

"Bang."

"Bang."

"Bang."

……

The Jurchen cavalry galloping at high speed was like encountering a tripping horse, and more than 100 Jurchen cavalrymen, like autumn leaves, bounced lightly into the air, fell heavily to the ground, and rolled forward after landing.

The Jurchen soldiers in the back continued to press up, hitting the muzzles of the soldiers in the second row.

The same story, the same time, the same number: the Jurchen soldiers lost more than a hundred people.

After the Ming army completed two waves of shooting, the Jurchen cavalry had fallen seven or eight hundred people, and the ground was full of silent corpses and tumbling wounded soldiers, and blood flowed everywhere, like a poultry slaughterhouse without a sanitary permit.

The soldiers of the 1st Marine Division, who were watching the battle from the side and rear, stretched their necks one by one, opened their mouths wide, and their eyes widened.

Dolgon, who was riding a big white horse, found that the situation was wrong, his soldiers had lost more than half, but they still did not enter the range of bows and arrows, not a single bow and arrow were fired, and the Ming army had not suffered casualties so far.

More and more Ming troops crossed the Sancha River, and now it is no longer possible to prevent the Ming army from crossing the river.

"What the hell is going on?"

Dolgon remembered the fiasco of Yueto and Mang Gultai, "Could it be that such a tragedy will also fall on my Dolgon?" ”

The flintlock pistols kept firing, the Jurchen cavalry kept falling from their horses, and the smaller the number of cavalrymen, the more relaxed the gunners were when they shot.

"You can't attack anymore, stop advancing."

Dolgon was unwilling, but he could only stop the pace of attacking, he already felt that if he continued to attack, his cavalry would soon die out, and even he himself would probably become the guardian saint of the three forks.

After receiving the message from Yaozhou City, Dolgon immediately took the only two mobile Niu Lu in Haizhou City and rushed to the No. 3 Big Tent.

Even when he met the cavalry of the Ming army, Dolgon was also full of confidence, and sure enough, more than a thousand cavalry of the Ming army were killed cleanly by his five ox records, and at that moment, his self-confidence was extremely inflated.

But in the face of the infantry of the Ming army, he was only half soaked in urine for the sake of being slaughtered, and his elite cavalry had already lost more than half, and he didn't even touch a single hair of the Ming army.

The gunners did not stop firing, they took full advantage of the range advantage of the flintlock pistol, and some of the Jurchen soldiers who restrained the war horse were within the maximum range of the flintlock pistol.

"Withdraw." Dorgon finally gave the last order he wanted to give.

"Chase." Du Wenhuan gave the order to pursue the cavalry on both sides.

"Da Da Da ......"

On the east bank of the Sancha River, two torrents of horses were set off, and this time, the weak Ming cavalry rarely became the pursuing party.

In terms of numbers alone, the cavalry guarding the sides of the Ming army has far exceeded the remaining soldiers of Dolgon, but Du Wenhuan knows the combat effectiveness of the Ming cavalry, they are infantry on horseback, and in terms of combat effectiveness, compared with the Jurchen cavalry, they are like junior high school girls who have met gangsters in the underworld.

Fortunately, the soldiers of the First Army all had war horses, and Du Wenhuan sent another infantry brigade, all riding war horses, to meet the pursuing Ming army.

After the Second Army crossed the Sancha River, Du Wenhuan did not wait for Yuan Chonghuan to cross the river, nor did he wait for the artillery and grain and grass behind, he immediately took all the soldiers of the Second Army and pursued it to the north with all his might.

More than 30,000 soldiers of the Second Army, all of whom stepped on their horses, chased north for three days and three nights, and the momentum along the way was like a bamboo, not only the No. 2 and No. 1 tents of the Jurchens standing on the east bank of the Sancha River were broken, but even the defenses of Yaozhou, Haizhou and Anshan, which were empty, were all taken by the Second Army.

Dolgon retreated again and again, and finally retreated to Liaoyang, where the five Jurchen Niulu stationed in Liaoyang took him into the city.

When Yuan Chonghuan came to Liaoyang, Du Wenhuan's second army had already surrounded the entire Liaoyang City, and he didn't give Dolgon a chance to escape at all.

"Wen Huan, poor Kou Mo chases, you chase like this, not only is it dangerous, but the soldiers will also be unbearable, right?" Yuan Chonghuan straightened his face, although Du Wenhuan did not disobey his military orders, but he pursued the Jurchen cavalry so desperately, obviously there was a suspicion of cutting first and then playing.

"Commander, I know the danger, but I can't swallow it." Du Wenhuan not only did not apologize, but also glared and blew his beard, as if he was the commander of the First Army.

Yuan Chonghuan frowned: "Wen Huan, what's the matter?" ”

Du Wenhuan's eyes widened, as if it was not Yuan Chonghuan standing in front of him, but Dolgon, "Commander, originally I was just taking the vanguard and seeing if I could take one or two cities by the way, but Dolgon slaughtered an entire cavalry regiment of the marines. ”

"Ah......h