Of course, they knew that as long as they broke through and joined the rushing infantry armor, the Ming army's large array might collapse, but their weapons were so miscellaneous that the pikemen of the Broken Army were neatly armed, and they emphasized teamwork, and the casualties of the Jiannu vests were far greater than those of the Broken Army, and they gradually couldn't support it, and they kept retreating, even if the coercion of each Niu Lu led the urging was not very effective.

Qi Buchen had already thrown away his useless bow and arrows, and picked up the spear of a fallen soldier to defend himself, but fortunately he had managed to dodge a few attacks, otherwise he would have turned into a zombie on the red frozen ground.

The two white flags kept falling, constantly retreating, at this moment, from the Ming army formation continued to fly out of the freshly cut off heads, all of them grinned, with long braided Jurchen heads, and soon the chaotic Jurchen words came out of the Jiannu array, "Alhatuba Yala is dead, Alin Aniulu is dead, Dahasuba Yala is dead." ”

When Qi Buchen heard that Dahasu was dead, his head slammed, as if his whole body had no strength, and tears poured out involuntarily.

Began to have some Jiannu soldiers fearful retreat, they began to fear the next fight, there is no hope of victory, their role model is endless, and then, the Jiannu army formation collapsed like a snow-capped mountain, all the people fled at full speed with their backs to the Ming army, many people threw away the heavy long weapons, shields, and rushed wildly, and the soldiers of the Broken Army were striding in pursuit, and there were constantly injured and backward Jiannu soldiers who were inconvenient to walk were stabbed to death by the Broken Army, but the other soldiers could no longer take care of it, and no one turned back to face the battle. Qi Buchen mixed in the crowd and crawled towards the main formation, he had only one thought in his heart, he wanted to go back alive and return to Liaodong.

Zilharang was stunned to see the two white flags collapse and disperse, when the two armies could not hold each other, he was also surprised by the combat power of this Ming army, however, he still did not doubt that the two white flags could finally win, but was surprised by the enemy's tenacity, and then he had not seen the specific battle situation in the distance, in an instant, the two white flag armies collapsed, and a large crowd of people rushed towards his place in embarrassment.

Zilharang's face was pale, his whole body was stiff, his fingernails plucked the flesh and blood without knowing it, he knew that he was in big trouble, and the two white flags were defeated in his hands. This is something that has not happened for a long time since the founding of Dajin, but it has happened under his own leadership.

"Lord Belle, Lord Belle." Hailai's loud shout woke Zilharang.

"Order the vest to go out and take two white flags." Zilharang silently woke up and turned his head to say urgently. If you don't attack again and let the Ming army chase and kill, I'm afraid that not many men and horses can safely retreat to this position.

Hailai hurriedly answered, and then went into battle himself, leading the remaining bannermen of the blue flag and the two white flags to gallop towards the rout.

Zhao Lie put down the binoculars, and he saw the Jiannu cavalry of the brigade getting on the horse and attacking in a whole team.

"Order, stop the pursuit, regroup."

Zhao Lie just wants to be cautious now, he doesn't think that the broken army at this time can fight against the Jiannu cavalry in the field, and now he uses the terrain advantage to wait for work, and narrowly wins for a while, and the result is already satisfied, but if he rushes out of the favorable terrain here and enters the wilderness, hehe, it is a short blow and a long one, and it will be a way to defeat.

Huang Han gave an order, and a hurried gong sounded.

The Breakers halted their pursuit and retreated to the starting point of the pursuit.

"Casualties change. Casualties change formations. ”

The musketeers returned to the front of the group, and the pikemen, who had suffered heavy casualties, began to make up for the gaps in sequence. At the same time, personnel were dispatched to rescue the injured.

Suddenly, another large array of swords and axes stood in front of Jiannu, the banner fluttered in the wind, the cold light of the armor was cold and murderous, the only difference was that many soldiers had dark red blood stains on their bodies, and the armor was also damaged, but the morale was invincible.

Hailai secretly shouted that it was a pity, he personally led the team in the hope of slowing down the horse, so that the pursuing Ming army thought that there was a chance to take advantage of it, and left the damn place surrounded by debris, he took the opportunity to use the cavalry armor to defeat the Ming army and reverse the victory, but unfortunately the damned Ming general on the opposite side was very cautious and immediately withdrew the troops, so as to hang him out of a mouthful of old blood, why is it so unpleasant.

Hailai angrily watched the rout soldiers crawl to the front, many of them were pale, their eyes were blank, and many of the armored soldiers were also extremely depressed, the momentum of the lion in the past was gone, and even a few bannermen were so frightened that they cried, and he cut a few in a row, which made the crying extinct.

Hailai led the cavalry to hold down the position and slowly returned, and the cavalry of the Broken Army followed unhurriedly. Qi Buchen followed the brigade to the west in confusion, and his cousin died in battle, which gave the early brother Qi Buchen a great blow to the battlefield, he was confused and retreated with the two white flag soldiers, and the artillery of the Broken Army did not wake up Qi Buchen with a round of pursuing artillery fire, he was thinking about how to go back and explain to his father and uncle.

Hailai retreated to his position. The Zhenglan Banner was responsible for monitoring the Ming army, and the other two White Flag soldiers were reorganized and reorganized for battle.

"Hailai, send someone to report to the second big Baylor." Zilharang looked at the flaming red banner in the east and said dejectedly.

"Lord Belle, this ......" Hailai was very embarrassed, although he was not the boss, but he was a deputy general, Zilharang was Lord Belle, even if the defeat of Jilharang was responsible, it was only nominal, there could be no big punishment, and most of the sins had to be borne by him.

"Hailai, you must know that King Khan ordered us to go on an expedition this time, first, to attack Korea, and second, to destroy the fields of Yiju Tieshantun on the Dongjiang River. Now, we are waiting for the defeat here, you don't think that our army still has a chance to turn defeat into victory. Zilharang said self-deprecatingly.

"The slave didn't dare, but he felt very aggrieved." Haylai replied with a stiff neck.

"The Ming army is guarding that position, and the surrounding area is not conducive to the attack of our cavalry, if it is a foot battle, there is no doubt that it will lose men and horses in vain, give the order." Zilharang said lonely.

"Hey, the minion will give the order." Hailai said helplessly.

Zhao Lie watched from afar as the Jiannu soldiers slowly retreated, and finally won, although it was a miserable victory, but after all, it was a rare big victory.

"Daming Wansheng." Zhao Lie raised the spear in his hand and shouted with all his might.

Zhao Da, Yu Dabao and the guards around him shouted in unison, and all the soldiers also echoed the voice, and their voices changed from chaotic to neat and loud......

"Wan Sheng, Wan Sheng, Wan Sheng......" The cheers of the Broken Soldiers resounded all over the land, many soldiers raised their weapons in their hands, raised their arms and shouted, and many soldiers let tears flow wantonly on their faces, laughing and sadness vented at the same time. The thrill of revenge spread throughout the army, after all, this is an army composed of fugitive Liao people, almost all of whom fled from their hometown in Liaodong, and the joy of the enemy is simply beyond their limits.

Zilharang also heard the tsunami-like cheers of the Ming army, he was shocked, and when he looked back, he saw a joyful red banner in the distant sky and the arms raised by Rulin, Zilharang looked at it with hatred for the last time, and turned his horse away. The army had no desire to fight, and Jilharang could only temporarily retreat to Tieshan Town and wait for Amin's arrival before attacking the Ming army again.

Gradually, the Jiannu army disappeared from view, different from the appearance of the iron army when people shouted horses and neighed majestic, and the three banner soldiers left silently when they left, leaving only a small number of rangers to monitor the Ming army.

Zhao Lie's chest was full of the joy of victory, from this moment on, he firmly believed that the army that had gone through this battle was officially formed, and the soldiers who won the hard battle were the steel and iron bones of the army in the future.

It's just that when Zhao Lie saw the corpses of people and horses covered with the plains and the wounded who kept crying, the joy disappeared.

The Broken Army's sanatorium was half a mile behind the battlefield, and dozens of tents had been temporarily erected, and the Broken Army had already made preparations to treat the wounded.

The Medics of the Broken Army are now the busiest of the men, and the wounded are constantly being transported. The doctors completely followed Zhao Lie's instructions to clean the wound with boiling water, debride it with spirits, and then apply medicine, and bandage the wound with clean cotton cloth. The tent that had been set up in advance was gradually filled with wounded, and the cries and wails continued to sound, which was really miserable, and the other soldiers walked around the point.

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