Uiju.

After receiving Wu Sangui's order, Wang Pu, the commander of Datong, did not pay attention to it, but ordered to continue to step up the siege of the city, wanting to take the opportunity to win the first credit for breaking the city. On the other side, after receiving the order, Ma Ke, the general soldier of Shanhaiguan, led his troops to the south to reinforce, but he only brought 10,000 horses, and still left 10,000 horses to continue to attack the city.

Wu Sangui transferred 40,000 people from the east and west, but only 10,000 people received the order.

However, Mako's 10,000 horses did not immediately rush to the battlefield south of the city. They were intercepted on the way, and the one-armed Zilharang, with the last of his troops and horses in the city of Uiju, rushed to intercept them. As for Yizhou City, Zilharang was directly thrown to the people in Yizhou City, and he didn't care.

The rumbling of artillery on the battlefield has long since stopped.

Although Zilharang was missing a arm, he was extremely fierce at this time, and he knew very well that it was time to fight hard, if he couldn't take advantage of Shi Tingzhu's surprise attack and fight back to win in one fell swoop, then they would all have to die here. There was no way back, and he left the city of Uiju behind.

"The winner is here, kill!"

More than 1,000 cavalry, with rumbling hooves, the Manmeng cavalry held their sabers high and quickly crashed into the 10,000 Shanhaiguan soldiers and horses who rushed to the opposite side.

In the open space outside the city, the Qing cavalry shouted to strengthen their courage.

One thousand against ten thousand, but no one in the Qing army was afraid.

Ma Ke led ten times the enemy's horse cavalry, but when he saw the indomitable charging momentum of the Qing army, he was a little afraid. He waved his hand to stop the running and advancing team, and instead of choosing to directly hedge with the Qing army, he ordered to line up on the spot.

The soldiers of Shanhai Town began to line up nervously, with infantry shieldmen in the front row, spearmen in the middle, fire gunners on either side, cavalry in formation, and archers in the middle.

Their formations were lined up little by little. The Qing army had already arrived quickly.

As the two sides drew closer, the Qing army began to throw bows and arrows vigorously on their horses. Countless arrows roared into the air, forming a dense rain of arrows and spilling them into the Ming army's unformed formation.

Many soldiers were shot and fell to the ground screaming.

Ma Ke rode on a horse, under the banner of the general army in the formation, looking at the fierce and desperate momentum of the Qing army, gritted his teeth and waved his sword and shouted, "Release the arrow!" ”

Many Ming archers hurriedly raised their bows to fight back, but the arrows fired in a hurry were sparse and messy, and did not cause much damage to the Qing cavalry wearing heavy gold. Some of the charging Qing cavalry were shot and fell from their horses, but the rest of the cavalry were still rushing.

"Rush over and hack them to death!" Zilharang took the lead and shouted orders. He did not let the Qing army shoot around the Ming army's formation, but led his men to rush straight to the enemy formation, preparing to break the formation directly.

When you meet on a narrow road, the brave wins!

"Shield!"

Many Ming troops looked at the momentum of the Qing cavalry charge, and also felt the intention of the Qing army this time. Some of the officers in front of the formation shouted loudly, telling the shieldmen to press their shoulders against the big shield.

The officers in the back row were also shouting to their spearmen, "Flatten the spears." Quick, stick the tail of the spear into the ground, and hold the spear tightly! ”

"These damn Tartars, they're not afraid of death!"

On the flanks of the infantry. It was the cavalry of Shanhaiguan, which was not many in number, but there were also two thousand horsemen. However, Ma Ke did not order the cavalry to come forward to intercept, and those cavalry were the elite of Shanhaiguan. He didn't want to fight the Tartars here. He even believed that with these 8,000 infantry arrays, a thousand Tartars could not break through.

Just withstand the impact of the tartar. When the time comes, it is not too late to outflank the cavalry.

Zilharang led the cavalry all the way to the front of the formation, and no one intercepted him.

"Kill!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Zilharang rushed towards the hastily formed military formation of the Ming army. Beside him, the Qing army, riding one after another, mounted the shields and spears of the Ming army without hesitation.

This is a rather stupid tactic, and the cavalry should never use it as such. But at this time, Zilharang was on the same page, and his men followed.

The war horse crashed into the infantry formation, the thin infantry formation that was temporarily formed was shaking, the battle broke into the opening, the Qing cavalry swung the knife and slashed, and many Ming soldiers were knocked down by the war horse, trampled, and stabbed to death by the Qing army.

But soon, the Ming army also began to counterattack. After withstanding this violent impact, the shieldmen tried their best to stabilize the shield formation, and the spearmen behind desperately stabbed their spears out, and the horses neighed and the knights screamed on the battlefield.

The Qing army rushed to the Ming array one after another like moths throwing fire, and the Ming soldiers were also desperately stabbing their spears.

There were heavy casualties, on both sides.

The blood flowed like a river, and the fighting was extremely tragic.

Zilharang's horse was pierced by a dozen spears, screaming and killing.

He rolled off his horse, swinging his knife only to slash left and right, and the Qing cavalry next to him was also desperately following up, and the knight behind him continued to charge.

The Ming troops holding the shield had fallen under the horse's corpse, and the spearmen's spears were also pierced on the horses, many of which could not be pulled back, and some were crushed.

"Hack them to death!" Zilharang was covered in blood and had many wounds on his body, but he didn't know it, and he slashed wildly with his knife.

A gap appears.

The Qing army in the back is still following up, and the gap is getting bigger and bigger.

Ma Ke also saw that the front was unstable, and the Qing army had broken through the wide front and tore a hole in the middle.

"Stop them."

He didn't expect the Qing army to be so fierce, like wild beasts, and they tore apart their front in a daze.

There was a sudden big change on the battlefield, although Ma Ke had 10,000 soldiers and horses, and the Qing army only had 1,000 people, but now the 1,000 cavalry of the Qing army was like a big sword inserted into the Qing army's formation, and it was still piercing and tearing apart.

The formation was torn apart, and without the protection of the strongest shield array and gun array outside, the Ming army only held out for a moment, and then began to evade the Qing cavalry in all directions.

In the blink of an eye, the 10,000 Ming troops could no longer stop the 1,000 Qing cavalry, and there was even a scene on the battlefield where the Ming army scattered and fled like birds and beasts, while the Qing cavalry rushed straight to the Chinese army like a sharp blade.

Ma Ke waved his broadsword, trying to transfer the cavalry to the left and right, but it was too late, although the cavalry on both flanks was elite, but the Chinese army collapsed, and these cavalry began to retreat under the leadership of the defeated army.

Zilharang jumped onto an ownerless warhorse, brandished his sword and continued to lead his troops forward, laughing as he rushed, and was very happy. He finally found the long-lost feeling of pleasure again, the 10,000 Ming army was defeated by the 1,000 Qing army. The army was defeated and scattered, this is the Ming army. A thousand Qing troops chased after 10,000 Ming soldiers to kill, this is the Eight Banners warriors.

After the Battle of Songshan, a series of battles, the Qing army suffered repeated defeats, and Zilharang even felt that he would not be able to fight. When I fought, I was always worried about the whistling shells of the Ming army. But now, the long-lost feeling is back, and in the face of the Ming army, he feels that he is a wolf again. And the Ming army is just sheep.

The corpses of the killed Ming soldiers were everywhere, and more Ming soldiers had lost their hearts, and they began to scatter and flee.

The banner of the general army also began to retreat, the Ming army was defeated, and the 10,000 mountain and sea soldiers were defeated.

"Cut them all!" Zilharang pursued his horse and shouted loudly. In front of them, the defeated soldiers of Shanhaiguan Town were desperately fleeing, and they did not dare to turn back.

The battlefield south of Uiju.

Wu Sangui and Zu Da were still leading Ning Jin's soldiers and horses to fight fiercely with the Qing army led by Duoduo and others, and Ning Jin's army faced the Qing army that came out of the city. Burst out with a fierce fighting spirit, bravely kill the enemy, and fight to the death.

No one retreated, and no one cut off the head. Under Wu Sangui's loud shouting, this Guanning strong army, which had won many battles against the Qing army after the Battle of Songshan, had no fear of losing his subordinates in the past period.

The two armies fought fiercely. Someone is constantly falling, and every moment there are dozens and hundreds of fighters falling forever. But there was a fierce battle on both sides, and no one retreated.

"Why haven't Ma Ke and Wang Pu come yet?" Zu Dashou has rich experience in the battle array. Although the Ming army broke out with an abnormal fighting spirit at this time, on the battlefield, the Qing army's offensive was still too fierce. The Ming army was gradually losing the upper hand, especially after the artillery emplacements were captured. At present, Ning Jinjun is still fighting with blood. But he knew that if there were no more reinforcements coming, and as soon as this blood qi dropped, then the Ming army was likely to return to the state of fear of Jianjian in the past.

Once you fall behind, you are likely to collapse at any time.

Wu Sangui also found out that the two of them had not arrived for a long time, and his heart was extremely angry.

"Come on, go and urge Wang Pu and Ma Ke to come quickly!"

Wu Sangui turned his head to Zu Dashou and said, "I'll transfer Ning Yuan's cavalry up for a while." ”

Zu Dashou's face was hesitant, and then he grabbed his nephew.

"Something is wrong."

"What's wrong?"

Zu Dashou looked back at Yizhou.

At this time, I saw that Ma Ke was leading a cavalry to run towards this side in embarrassment, and behind them, there was a Qing cavalry that was rapidly pursuing.

"Defeated, defeated!"

With Mako's arrival came countless cries of panic.

"What the hell is going on?" Wu Sangui was furious.

Ma Ke galloped over, shouting from afar, "It's a big deal, a large number of Qing captives are killed from Guangning, and the leader is Dolgon, the Prince of Rui, at least 20,000 elite cavalry of the Eight Banners of Manchuria." They have defeated the soldiers and horses of the general soldier Liu Zhaoji, I can't resist it, and my subordinates have already dispersed. ”

Wu Sangui was stunned, a little incredulous.

Quang Ninh is just east of Uiju, separated by a large mountain, not far away.

Shi Tingzhu is not alone, he is just a striker, and the main force that really rescues Yizhou is the 20,000 elite cavalry led by Dolgon.

In the distance, the sound of hooves was like thunder, and the Nine Kings Dolgon had arrived.

Wu Sangui's eyes were full of unwillingness, he looked at the white flag opposite, and vaguely saw that his white flag owner Dolgon, the fourteenth son of Nurhachi, was the same year as him, and even a few months younger than him. He was the ninth of Nurhachi's sons and nephews, and was therefore also known as the Nine Kings.

Now, his arrival has shattered Wu Sangui's plan to seize the victory in Yiju, and will even put him in a place of no return.

"Dorgon is here, and there is no hope. Now we have to find a way to retreat immediately and save our strength. Withdraw! Zu Dashou calmly persuaded his nephew.

For the nine thousand mountains, the success fell short.

It's just a little bit, it's just a little bit like Wu Sangui is about to win Yizhou.

But that's the difference, heaven to hell.

"Uncle, we fight them, we have an army of 120,000, and the Tartars plus reinforcements are only 50,000, as long as we resist this round of their offensive, we can win, at least stabilize the situation. Uncle, we can't withdraw now, as soon as we withdraw, we will be finished, and then we will be defeated. Wu Sangui was unwilling, he knew very well that if he retreated at this time, it would most likely turn into a big rout. At that time, it is difficult to say how many soldiers and horses can be brought back.

"Don't be stupid." Zu Dashou shouted, "In this situation, let alone 120,000, it is 240,000, and we can't win." Ma Ke has already been defeated, Liu Zhaoji has also been defeated, and there is no news from Wang Pu's side, but with this guy's character, I am afraid that he will run away as soon as possible. Just rely on our soldiers and horses in Ningjin and Jinjin towns, how can we stop these blocks? If the cannon is still there, maybe there will be no chance, but now that the cannon has fallen into the hands of the Tartars, what should we do to fight with the Tartars? ”

"Listen to my advice, stay in the green mountains, and don't be afraid of running out of firewood. What else are you fighting here, think about it more, if we can withdraw with the soldiers and horses, even if we only keep the elite of Ningjin, we will still be able to maintain our status and not be pursued by the imperial court. If we do fight the Tartars here, then everything will really be over. Without soldiers and horses, no matter how brave you fight, you will be held accountable. ”

Since Yuan Chonghuan was killed, Zu Dashou has always been wary of the imperial court, and he usually does not leave the barracks. He deeply understood that the emperor killed Yuan Chonghuan back then, but he did not pursue him, just because their ancestral family was a general of Liaoxi, which had a great influence on the Liao soldiers. The tension of the war outside the border made the emperor just need him.

But if there are no soldiers in hand, how can the emperor still tolerate them.

As for fighting with the Tartars, Zu Dashou didn't believe that he could fight at all, and he didn't want to fight. When it was in a tailwind situation, Ning Jin's soldiers and horses could still fight with enthusiasm. But in this situation, how can it be fought?

The situation on the battlefield changed rapidly, confirming Zu Dashou's words.

After Dolgon led 20,000 strong troops from Guangning all the way to kill, the Ningjin soldiers who were still fighting bravely with the Tartars on the battlefield immediately began to waver, and the retreating Ming army soon appeared on the battlefield, and then the Ming army on the entire battlefield began to retreat, and soon the retreat turned into an escape.

"The tide is gone, run!" Zu Dashou sighed and began to ride his horse and turn away.

Wu Sangui looked at the collapsed battlefield and was heartbroken, and his reputation was lost here. He wanted to rush forward and fight the Tartars to the death, but in the end, he also sighed, turned his horse's head and retreated south with his uncle Zu Dashou.

"Defeated, defeated!"

"Run!"

The Ming army didn't even have a decent retreat, but they just took care of their own lives and fled in all directions. The camp tents, the baggage, everything was left behind, the soldiers and horses of the five towns, and even the soldiers and horses of the two towns of Ningjin, who were fighting together, were completely scattered and fled at this time, Wu Sangui and Zu Dashou only took one cavalry, and they couldn't control the other soldiers and horses at all.

"My cannon!" Wu Sangui was riding on his horse, and he couldn't help but look back at the Ningyuan artillery array in the south of the city. The artillery he painstakingly exchanged for from Liu Jun was all finished. (To be continued.) )

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