Remember [Chinese Network] in one second, and provide you with high-speed text debut. Sony was even more worried after seeing the military situation of the Ming army.

He didn't doubt that Zhai Zhe had made him look at the most warlike subordinates. But he didn't see the most terrible army of the rumors, and the countless cannons and carts. When he came, he passed through the Tongzhou barracks, and when Abatai held a military meeting, he had the honor to observe, whether it was Mu Jilun and other Manchu generals or Li Chengdong's Han generals, they all lost the courage to fight a decisive battle with the Ming army.

Brightly armored cavalry surrounded the splendid brocade envoys and walked north, without saying a word all the way.

The time had passed, the sun hung in the west in the air, there was no wind, and there was not a single wave in the silence of the canal. The water was very muddy, and the number of dead bodies in it had increased in the past few days, and there was a faint smell of it.

After crossing the Xiang River, it was only forty miles away from the Qing army camp, and Che Feng saw a Mongolian scout with a bow and a guard not far away.

Sonny saw that the chief soldier next to him was a Mongol, and he was surprised that the Mongols could also be promoted to such a high military position in the Ming army, and then thought of Zhai Zhe's experience in Tumut, and guessed the origin of the car style.

When they were about to separate, he said in a similar way: "Che Zongbing, Ombu Khan is in Shengjing."

"Hmm" Che Feng snorted dissatisfiedly: "I am Han" He hates that others regard him as a Mongolian, because of his appearance, he will never be able to get rid of others treating him as a Mongolian.

Sony was not happy to see the wind, so he didn't continue the rest of the story.

"I'm going to send the messenger here," Che Feng reined in his horse and pointed ahead, "If you go any further, you may see blood," his rudeness and rudeness made it impossible not to regard him as a barbarian.

Sony arched his hand: "Thank you for sending me over"

The Ming cavalry and the legation were thus separated. The Qing captives' scout cavalry picked up Sonny and headed north along the canal.

When the light cavalry of the Ming army returned to the Chinese army like a storm, the wind saw a scene that was about to boil.

There was no singing, and the tents that had been standing just now were disappearing one by one like balloons that had been stepped on. The soldiers were in formation, the mule-drawn gun carriages were forming a large circle, and the soldiers were loading the gun carriages with iron balls and powder boxes.

"Is this going to strike? Night Raid? Che Feng looked up at the sky, as if he had prepared a little early.

A herald wearing chain armor galloped over with a pennant in his hand: "Chief Che obeys the order and orders you don't need to go back to the Chinese army to restore your life, and the soldiers and horses of the headquarters immediately pull out the camp and march three miles to the right of Li Zhi'an's department." Scouts out of the camp, every moment to report the movement of the captured soldiers and horses"

"Obey" the wind turned the horse's head: "It's really going to attack"

The Ming army threw the tents and grain and grass baggage to the last government soldiers, and set out in the direction of Tongzhou.

Zhai Zhe walked with Feng Qin.

The pro-guards and cavalry all polished their swords, and each of them carried three spontaneous bird guns.

As the sky darkened, the Ming army lit torches. From a distance, the light in the dense marching columns resembles the Milky Way shining in the sky.

A scorching fire was marching, Yan Yingyuan and Yuan Qizhou were the twin horns of the assault, and the Fengqin Department followed closely. Li Laiheng, Li Zhi'an and Sun Zhijing tribes are behind

Zhai Zhe and Feng Qin urged the horse in parallel, the moonlight was cool, he looked up at the sky: "The moon is really bright tonight" The moon in the sky seems to have been rubbed off a piece, and it is almost complete.

The "Bao" scout rushed towards the Chinese army, and the torches in his hands drew a bright line in the air, "The Qing Lu light cavalry intercepted on the front road, harassing our vanguard with feathered arrows"

Feng Qin calmly ordered: "Order Yuan Qizhou and Yan Yingyuan to speed up, defeat the interception, and cross the Xiang River for fifteen miles to rest."

Not long after the scout left, there were guns and shouts of killing more than a dozen miles ahead.

Feng Qin turned his head to look at Zhai Zhe, and said calmly: "Without iron cannons, my Ming soldiers can also compete with the Qing Dynasty." ”

Zhai Zhe knew that the Yuan Qizhou Department was the most enterprising member in the army and a natural candidate for strikers. Yan Yingyuan ruled the army strongly, and would rather be broken than broken, whether it was defending or attacking, the more dangerous it was, the more it could exert its combat effectiveness.

The Qing cavalry that came to harass did not stop the Ming army, and the speed of the army's march was actually accelerated.

In the dark night, every time the Ming army's bird gun sounded, it brought out a bright light. This dim light, it is impossible to see people's faces within five steps, only the flickering light, as if there are countless fireflies flying at low altitude.

"This is the era of firearms" Yuan Qizhou assaulted surrounded by the ears of his own soldiers, since he was still Lu Xiangsheng's supervisor, he has always liked to rush to the front line at a certain moment, letting the knife in his hand drink blood.

Half an hour later, the light cavalry in the darkness retreated, and the noisy sound of guns stopped.

Until the ugly time, the Ming army crossed the Xianghe River for fifteen miles to rest, and there were no more soldiers and horses of the Qing Dynasty.

The dew was heavy at the turn of summer and autumn, and the soldiers were busy covering the boxes full of gunpowder with cowhides. Zhai Zhe, Feng Qin, Fang Jin, Bao Guang and others gathered in a circle to bite the dry cakes

Feng Qin took a sip of water, brought the crumbs in his mouth into his stomach, and said, "After dawn, the Qing soldiers must be waiting for us on the opposite plain."

Zhai Zhe didn't say anything, and Bao Guang asked curiously, "Why?" ”

"People who are afraid of fear do not dare to fight in the night, that will make them more afraid"

Zhai Zhe said with a smile; "It's torture to be against you."

The army rested for an hour and then marched again.

The moonlight was gone, and the morning star was embedded in the eastern sky.

The horses bowed their heads and marched at the same speed as the foot soldiers, building up their strength.

The morning star gradually blurred, and the soldiers in the army array extinguished the torches, and only the footsteps of Qi Brush were left in the heavens and the earth.

Suddenly.

There was a faint roar ahead, the earth trembled, and the water in the canal rippled with fish scales.

The scouts ran wildly, scattered torches flew, "the Tartars are coming" "The Tartar cavalry is coming"

After Tongzhou is the capital, and Abatai has no way out.

A row of black shadows on the plain came like a flood that had broken the embankment.

Yuan Qizhou roared: "Array, array"

The repulsion formation with wheels was pushed to the front of the formation, and the iron hooves of the Jurchens had stopped a hundred paces away. Dense feathered arrows shot through the sparse light to knock over the soldiers who were pushing the horses to resist. In the gap, the cavalry rushed forward without slowing down until they dismounted in front of the repulsors, and they reached out to grasp the bronze poles of the repulsors, trying to overturn these pesky spears.

"Open the Gun"

The lead passed through the gap of the rejection array, and the Jurchens were full of holes and fought with their last strength to overthrow the rejection array.

"Kill" the cavalry rushed in through the gap in the hastily erected anti-horse formation.

Yuan Qizhou shouted: "Gun soldiers retreat"

There is no need for him to shout, these are all tactics that have been practiced hundreds of times in daily training. The five columns of bird-gunned soldiers turned around and returned to the military formation at the moment when the repulsion formation was broken, and disappeared into the dense spear phalanx behind them at the moment when the swooping cavalry scimitars reached the back of their heads.

The Jurchens dismounted, holding swords in both hands and slaughtering the crowded phalanx of Ming pikemen who were almost out of breath.

Those who suffer from gains and losses in their hearts cannot make up their minds to fight to the death, and Abatai has the courage to fight against Bidoregon. He did not fight with Feng Qin, although he heard the generals explain that the artillery fire was terrifying, but he had not seen the artillery fire of the Ming army with his own eyes. So after he heard the army march to Tongzhou last night, he arranged this battle of dawn with ease and waiting

The most ferocious white-armored soldiers fought in the front, and the heavily armored soldiers threw away their horses and sprinted into the crowded Ming army column. It's not that they are brave, but that the closer the Ming army is, the safer they will be, so that the Ming army hiding behind them will not find a chance to shoot with a platoon of guns.

They fought hundreds of battles with the Ming army, and even fools came up with a way.

Five hundred paces away, Bolo urged his horse to shout: "Sprint, sprint, don't turn back" The cavalry's surprise attack had an excellent effect, and it would be like a blood-sucking leech, entangled the Ming army.

Through the confrontation in the past few days, he found that Yan Yingyuan's battle array was well guarded, so he chose the direction of the strong attack as the Yuan Qizhou army, hoping to defeat the Ming army in one fell swoop, and then take the opportunity to fight a decisive battle with the main force of the Ming army in Tongzhou.

In front of him, the spear phalanx of the front army was rushed to pieces, Yuan Qizhou was furious, urged the horse to lead the Chinese army forward, and shouted: "The guns are scattered and shoot freely, and the second column of the phalanx is erected." ”

The armor of the Ming army pounced on the battlefield, their spears pointed crookedly at the sky, threatening the cavalry who dared to approach.

"Block" Yuan Qizhou slapped the horse's buttocks, and he must not let the cavalry of the Qing Dynasty break through the formation and rush up, otherwise his ten thousand people will become reptiles under the iron hooves.

The flat queue gradually transformed into an elongated shape, and the armor of the two armies was entangled. Feathered arrows and bird's guns weave through the battlefield, and the battle lines become intertwined. The Qing archers fired faster, but the Ming army's bird guns dealt more damage to the Qing warriors.

The cavalry circled around the perimeter, the ground sprinkled with thistles, and as long as the forest of spears had not fallen, they could only sprint through the gaps, and the trickle could not form a rushing flood.

The chariot was pushed forward, but the gunners looked at the tangled battle lines in front of them, helpless.

"What are you afraid of, without artillery, Lao Tzu can defeat you" Yuan Qizhou urged him forward, and he finally couldn't help but raise his long Qi knife.

On the plain of more than ten miles, the two teams of vanguards were attacked at the same time, and the originally flat formation gradually thickened in the battle, and they gradually pushed outward like two bull's horns, revealing their foreheads in the middle.

This forehead is not a fatal heel, but a rhinoceros horn in disguise.

The artillery array, which looked like a mess, quickly sorted out its clues, and the gunmen and armor escorted the direct-fire cannon forward without hurrying, and the projectile cannon marched towards the rear of the two horns.

The scout in the morning mist blew the horn, and then ran back desperately, jumping into the mud pit that had been watched a moment earlier.

"Woo woo"

Then, the muffled thunder completely woke up the dawn, and the iron ball flew out parallel to the ground, before the Qing cavalry in front could see the iron cannon of the Ming army clearly.

The scout hid in the mud puddle and continued to blow the horn until it was completely muffled by the sound of artillery.

Just now he saw the Qing soldiers rushing a mile away. If it was any brighter, he wouldn't have had to risk his life, but now he had to lay down his life.

The projectile artillery fell 300 paces behind the positions of the two armies, and some poorly controlled iron balls fell right on the battlefield. Even if the Ming army was stoned to death, it was inevitable.

The sun dispelled the morning fog, and the battlefield was fully revealed.

The god of the battlefield roared forward, the corpses crushed under the wheels of the gun carriage. They move slowly, but they are irresistible.

Muzilun asked: "Do you still want to let the cavalry charge?" ”

Abatai's face turned pale.

"When the Han people can compete with the Eight Banners armor warriors in the field, what advantage do we have?"