In the eyes of the Ming army and the Qing Dynasty, who are familiar with the details, Xiying is indeed the weakest link.

Bolo in Yangzhou City fought fiercely with the Ming army for a month, and was familiar with the appearance of the Ming army on the battlefield, so he ordered the cavalry that broke through to leave from the west camp.

Zheng Zunqian and Sun Zhijing jointly guarded Xiying, and the Zheng family and the Sun family were Ning Shao's family friends, and their experiences were very similar. Both of them are young sons in the family, and they don't care about the imperial examination, and they have practiced martial arts since they were young, and they love to make friends with chivalrous people, and they are angry at the crown when they oppose the shaving order.

The west camp is divided into two parts, Zheng Zunqian guards the north of the camp, and Sun Zhijing guards the south of the camp.

The sound of guns came from everywhere, and it was still quiet before Xiying.

Zheng Zunqian sat in the big tent of the Chinese army and stood by the sword.

"Report, report" A cavalryman ran back to the barracks from outside the camp, went to the big tent of the Chinese army, and said in a panic: "The Qing cavalry is coming"

It was a scout who had stayed on the high ground outside the camp, and he was in a hurry all the way, and if anyone noticed, he would have seen a strange trajectory on the way back to the camp.

"There are four or five thousand Qing cavalry" The scouts were indeed a little panicked, and the Qing cavalry that broke through a few days ago made the officers and men in the camp a little afraid. I don't know if those arrangements will work.

"Really?" Zheng Zunqian came to his senses, got up and summoned a few followers and said, "Come with me to have a look." ”

A watchtower was built at the gate of the big tent of the Chinese army in the camp, which was more than ten zhang high, and Zheng Zunqian led four entourages to climb up the spiraling stairs.

The group climbed to the highest platform, and Zheng Zunqian lifted the clairvoyant mirror.

Through the thin fog of the early morning, dense cavalry was slowly coming.

"Sure enough, he took good care of me, attacked other camps with foot soldiers, and used cavalry to deal with my western camp"

Zheng Zunqian sneered, put down the clairvoyant mirror, and ordered the guards to wave the flag in the camp.

A group of foot soldiers came out of the camp tent with bird guns in their hands, and lined up five neat formations in front of the wooden gate of the camp, and the bird guns pointed diagonally to the sky.

The air is humid.

The Qing cavalry was extremely patient,

The figure in the clairvoyant mirror became clearer and clearer, and Zheng Zunqian even felt that he could touch Dao's bearded face as soon as he stretched out his hand.

The guns outside the north camp and the east camp were fierce, and only the south camp, where the artillery array was arranged, was as calm as ever.

"Let's do it", Zheng Zunqian's face was cold, it was raining.

Flags were waved on the watchtower, and thousands of Ming soldiers retreated from the flanks into their tents.

The inside and outside of the Xiying Gate instantly became empty.

The rain had no effect on the Qing soldiers outside the city.

"Coming, coming" Zheng Zunqian held up the clairvoyant mirror, and the corners of his mouth showed a cruel smile.

The cavalry queue quickened its march and stopped five or six miles outside the gate of the western camp to watch. A moment later, the first column of cavalry left the ranks, and the knights beat the reins and galloped towards the gate of the western camp.

The main entrance of Xiying is a potholed road, and muddy muddy water has accumulated in the deep pits.

A rude man behind Zheng Zunqian suddenly said: "My lord, these are Mongolians"

Zheng Zunqian's clairfront mirror did not leave his eyes, and said, "That's a pity."

Three miles, two miles,......, Qing cavalry saw that there was no one in front of the Ming army barracks.

"Ahh

The status of the Mongols was a little higher than that of the Han Chinese, but they could not escape the fate of taking the lead.

"Bang"

There was a loud bang.

The corners of Zheng Zunqian's mouth twitched.

In the middle of the avenue in front of the main gate of the Xiying, mud and muddy water splashed everywhere, two groups of war horses flew out sideways, the people around the explosion site turned on their backs, and four or five cavalrymen rolled on the ground in pain.

When the smoke cleared, Zheng Zunqian saw a deep pit exploded in the middle of the avenue, a pit that could bury more than a dozen people.

"It's a pity" Zheng Zunqian put down the clairvoyant mirror, "only five people were injured"

The plain at the entrance of Xiying seemed to have turned into a mine, and one after another exploded, and the shallow pit on the ground turned into a deep pit, and the earth flew everywhere. The sprinting Mongol cavalry naturally stopped, and the confused people circled their horses to discern the direction, and their brains turned their horses back, and no one dared to rush forward again.

"It's a pity" Zheng Zunqian was very dissatisfied.

The Qinglu were too cautious, if the dense line of foot soldiers came to attack the camp first, or if the Qinglu's cavalry was a little more reckless. The mines planted after more than ten busy days will not only have such simple results.

Qing Yu knew that Xiying was the weakest link, and of course Zhai Zhe knew it.

Many soldiers in the Ming army used to be miners, and they did not dig many tunnels in Yangzhou City, but there were deep pits in front and behind the Xiying.

After a brief panic, the Qing cavalry retreated.

Zheng Zunqian is as stable as ever.

At this moment, a cannon rang out behind him, he turned his head, and in the Qianli mirror, the west gate of Yangzhou was wide open, and the foot soldiers swarmed out like crucian carp crossing the river.

The Qing prisoner placed the breakthrough in the western camp, and Bolo heard that the battle on the periphery had started, and urged 10,000 soldiers and horses to kill them according to the agreement.

The Ming military order flag on the tower turned, and a large number of foot soldiers in the west camp changed direction and lined up at the west gate of the west camp.

Most of the infantry soldiers in the western camp came from eastern Zhejiang, and they had no experience in dealing with cavalry, but they were not afraid of the Qing cavalry. The cowardly were left on standby in the Chinese army, and the warriors who wanted to be ashamed of themselves wore iron armor and carried short axes in battle.

Zheng Zunqian looked forward for a while, and looked back for a while, and his expression was very relaxed.

There were raindrops in the air, and for the sake of caution, the bird gunners did not attack. In the Ming army, only one of the troops in Fengqin was an all-firearms army.

A quarter of an hour later.

At the west gate, the dense phalanx of pikemen of the Ming army handed over to the fast-paced Qing soldiers.

The Qing soldiers were short of firearms, and Zheng Zunqian used the most defensive formation at the east gate, and used armor to protect the flanks of the spear phalanx.

Time is his best friend.

There were 150,000 soldiers and regular soldiers of the Ming army under the city of Yangzhou, and the southern camp needed to guard the artillery array, which was the largest. After the Yangzhou soldiers and horses were killed out of the city, the Ming army would either attack Yangzhou City and besiege Wei to save Zhao, or they would send people to come to the aid of Xiying.

Outside the west gate of the West Camp, the Qing cavalry was regrouping.

Unfortunately, after stepping on the minefield, Meng Baqi and the Jurchens who supervised the battle were a little confused.

There were only 20,000 soldiers in the west camp, and at this time, eighty percent of the soldiers and horses were intercepted from Yangzhou City at the east gate. However, most of Zheng Zunqian's attention was still outside the West Gate, and for some reason, he looked at the Qingyu cavalry with some expectation.

Suddenly, thunder billowed dozens of miles to the south.

The Ming army built rainproof fortifications on the artillery array of the southern camp, and the pouring rain could not stop the bombardment of a hundred cannons.

The guard reminded with many mouths: "My lord, the soldiers and horses of the southern camp have moved"

Zheng Zunqian snorted coldly and said, "Siege Wei to save Zhao and see how Dolgon and Bolo cope"

The defenders of Yangzhou went out of the city to attack the western camp of the Ming army, and also took a certain risk. If Bolo loses Yangzhou City because of this, even if he defeats the Ming army's western camp, it will be a discounted deal. Zheng Zunqian didn't know that in the eyes of Zhai Zhe and Li Zhi'an, Yangzhou City was a boiled duck.

Outside the western camp, the Qing cavalry separated, and a group of foot soldiers appeared behind them and marched towards the main camp.

Zheng Zunqian paid close attention to the outside of the city, and the banners and banners on the tower were constantly being called. Just now, the Qing cavalry rushed to lead the self-mines, and the self-mine positions were arranged very close to the camp, and there were still mines that needed to be manually guided, which were specially prepared for the foot soldiers.

The foot soldiers hidden in the tunnels lead the way according to the signal transmitted by the lookout above.

The roar of the Xiying explosion quickly overwhelmed the Nanying.

An hour later, the flat ground at the gate of Xiying became miserable

This is not a sneak attack, this is a real battle. Dolgon wanted to blossom in the center and attack on all sides. Zhai Zhe wanted to besiege the city and send reinforcements, and did everything possible to lure Dolgon from Gaoyou City to Yangzhou City.

But the battle was far from being as grand as expected, and Dorgon did not have the courage to take a desperate gamble, and the soldiers and horses to the north and east were all pinned down, and the real battle was really only a concentrated western camp.

And here, is the battlefield carefully arranged by Zhai Zhe.

The Qing soldiers outside the western camp waited for an hour in the mine array before rushing to the gate of the camp. More than a thousand corpses have been placed on the side of the giant pit in front of the Xiying Gate

An hour can give birth to many things, and an hour on the battlefield is enough to determine the outcome of a war.

Yuan Qizhou led 10,000 regular soldiers and 10,000 government soldiers to rush outside the Xiying Gate, and attacked the Qing soldiers out of Yangzhou City with Sun Zhijing's troops.

Unfortunately, the rain stopped suddenly.

Luck turned.

In the rainy season, it doesn't rain all the time. After Cang Tian took care of the Qing soldiers, he began to favor the Ming Dynasty, and those who would not seize the opportunity would be punished.

The western camp was already ready to rush to the stalemate front. They cut through the gaps in the phalanx of spears, interspersed with the armor and fired freely.

The dense spear forest of the Ming army was dominated by the armor soldiers who fought hard against the Qing captives.

When the weather cleared, the sound of bird guns and feathered arrows appeared almost simultaneously, and the casualties on both sides were doubled in an instant.

The pikemen of the Ming army continued to pounce, and the originally strong phalanx appeared to loosen slightly.

However, Feather Arrow failed to decide the battlefield.

In just two quarters of an hour, almost all of the Qing soldiers who charged in front of them were either killed or wounded. The heavy armor was too eye-catching, and the bird gunners and tiger squat gunners stared at people to clear them, driving the Qing soldiers to retreat.

It was a bitter battle

The Qing soldiers attacking from Yangzhou City were attacked by the enemy at the same time on the front and flanks, and gradually could not resist.

Zheng Zunqian was looking around, his soldiers were in a bloody battle, and he was like a person outside the battlefield.

"Coming, coming," the entourage behind him raised his voice.

It wasn't the bitter war that couldn't deceive Dolgon, it wasn't the moment of chance that he couldn't make up his mind.

Iron hooves burst, and a surging flow of cavalry rushed towards the gate of the Ming army's west camp.

There are no more mines, and the newly turned out land here and there is proof that there are indeed no mines here.

When they arrived at the gate of the west camp, the knights dismounted and took their bows and arrows, and shot the defenders on the tower, and the dead men cut open the gate of the west camp with a huge axe.

The Ming army fled in twos and threes.

The Qing cavalry poured in like a stream of iron, killing at the towering lookout outside the big tent of the Chinese army, and Zheng Zunqian was still on it.

The galloping cavalry, unstoppable all the way, were sprinting, overturning the camps of the Ming army along the way, and then, and then disappearing to the ground.

The flat ground at the entrance of the Chinese army's tent suddenly collapsed, revealing a huge sinkhole, and the Qing cavalry rushed down one after another.

The cavalry in the rear stopped advancing, changed direction, and then they continued to disappear to the ground.

As cavalry continued to fall into hell, the shape of the sinkhole was revealed. The Ming army actually dug a semicircular pit three zhang long and two zhang deep around the gate of Xiying.

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