In the Jianyu army, Ahsan is also looking from afar.

He could see that the Ming army here must be the most elite soldiers, in just a few days, they have built the mountain pass like a giant fortress, Dongsheng Mountain is full of banners, all over the trench barriers, the sergeants are densely packed, and the entire Dongsheng Mountain exudes a kind of momentum of strict rectification and killing.

If the Qing Dynasty wanted to kill Chongzhen, tens of thousands of people would definitely die here in order to succeed.

"Fortunately, the left battalion joined, fortunately, the Ming army only has 5,000 people, tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, if you die 20,000 soldiers of the left battalion, at most 30,000, you should be able to take the head of Chongzhen." Ahsan muttered to himself. "Then, turn around again and kill the soldiers of the Returning King!"

He is confident, because all the 30,000 main forces of Jianyu have arrived, and the horse's hooves are rolling and murderous.

Azig came to Ahshan's side and said to Ahshan, "How?"

"Back to the prince, Yamaguchi has a lot of killing opportunities, and if you want to kill Chongzhen, it is estimated that you will lose twice or even three times the strength of the Ming army."

Azig looked in the direction of the mountain pass, "The key to this battle is speed. We can't give the Ming army any time to breathe, let alone time for the Ming to rescue. Within three days, we must attack the mountain pass and rush into the mountain basin."

Ah Shan looked at Zuo Menggeng's banner, "It shouldn't be difficult."

Azig smiled knowingly, "It's not that hard to have them! It's a pity that we brought three red-coated cannons, otherwise, we can save Zuo Mengeng some population."

"Three doors are enough!" Ahsan coped, but his mind drifted out.

When Azig saw this, he guessed what he was thinking, "Don't worry about future battles. Since we entered the customs, we have been invincible, and when we reach Jiangnan, it should be easier. Those Jiangnan people who have never been to Liaodong will not be able to stop our Bingfeng!"

"Da Ming seems to be powerful, but too many people are greedy for life and afraid of death, too many people are greedy for glory and wealth, and too many people are powerless. At such a time, the large number of people has become a burden to the Ming Kingdom."

Ah Shan deeply believes that the Ming army is not without combat effectiveness, but too afraid of death, too afraid of responsibility, and fighting each other, often at the most critical moment of the confrontation between the two armies, some people take the lead in fleeing or surrendering in order to protect themselves, resulting in the defeat of the whole army.

Salxu is like this, the battle of Songjin is like this, this time into the customs, the war in Shanxi and Guanzhong, it is still like this.

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On the second day, Zuo Mengeng received a military order and began to command the soldiers to deploy and prepare for the attack.

His face was not very good-looking, because he knew that it was by no means easy to storm the mountain pass, especially as the first battle, he would definitely suffer heavy casualties, but the military order could not be violated, and there was no turning back.

His left battalion could only follow Azig all the way to the black.

Boom Boom Boom ......

Jianyu's red-coated cannon began to roar, and huge projectiles smashed into the mountain pass, kicking up large fields of dirt. For a time, thunderbolts flew sideways, and the smoke of gunpowder filled the air, and the whole mountain pass trembled.

Although it can't cause much effect, but the Hongyi cannon is a powerful weapon in this era, everyone on the battlefield can feel the huge power of the Hongyi cannon bombardment, the kind of ground shaking, terrifying, and the power of turning into powder at every turn, not only causes damage to people's bodies, but also is a huge shock to the psyche.

Sure enough, the soldiers of the left battalion saw that the power of their own artillery bombardment was amazing, and the Ming army did not dare to show their heads at all, and the cowardice in their hearts was not calmed down.

The soldiers of the left battalion have increased their morale somewhat.

After several rounds of artillery tests, many earthen walls of the Ming army collapsed. But the Ming army did not make the slightest move, as if no one was stationed, and there was a deathly silence.

Seeing this, the soldiers of the left battalion were even more excited.

"Woo woo woo ......"

After five rounds of artillery bombardment, the horn sounded, and 30,000 infantry charged.

Dense figures rushed towards the mountain pass.

Boom Boom Boom ......

At this moment, the Ming artillery launched a counterattack.

The Jianyu artillery array outside the mountain pass was intensively bombarded, and one after another flowering shells were smashed into it, the artillery and gunpowder smoke were wantonly swayed, and the earth and rocks were splashed, and the red-clothed artillery of the Jianyu was blown up in all directions, and the Jianyu gunners were blown to pieces in an instant.

"Damn!"

Under Wang Qi's command, Azig gritted his teeth, and as soon as he raised some morale, he was suppressed by the Ming army.

There is no way, the Ming army occupies a favorable position, is condescending, can easily find its own artillery array, and the firing range is also long, once the intensive counteroffensive, it will inevitably be this situation.

"Kill ......"

The soldiers of the left battalion did not know that their artillery had been reimbursed, and they were still rushing.

Azig held up the clairvoyant mirror and looked at the pass without blinking, eager to rush into the valley now.

Unfortunately, the Ming army dispatched repeating crossbows, and thousands of crossbow arrows were thrown down, and the soldiers of the left battalion suffered great losses immediately.

Zuo Mengeng frowned.

"Lord Wang, keep attacking!" Ahsan was impatient.

"Lord, withdraw it!" Zuo Mengeng was even more anxious.

The two spoke almost at the same time, and Azig glared back and shouted, "There are still 30,000 people in the left battalion, and they will be sent too!"

"Huh?" Zuo Mengeng thought he had misheard, "Do you want to send someone up?"

"If you don't rush in, you will only cause more casualties." Azig was categorical, "Quick, all the soldiers of the left battalion are pressed up."

The corners of Zuo Mengeng's mouth twitched, and he reluctantly gave the order.

Chongzhen stood at the top of the mountain, watching the screaming soldiers of the left battalion rushing like headless flies, and was speechless, "How does the left battalion train on weekdays, look at this formation, it is not as good as the villagers."

"Father, if they charge in a phalanx, will it be more difficult to deal with?"

Chongzhen shook his head, "No. Forming a phalanx is easier to shoot and bomb. The better the training and the neater the phalanx, the better it will be for us to show our strength."

The corners of Zhu Cijiong's mouth hooked, but he didn't speak again.

At the foot of the mountain, just as the second group of soldiers of the left battalion was preparing to charge, the first group of soldiers fled back in large numbers.

"Damn! Rubbish! It was only a few dozen cannon shots, and it scared me." Azig roared, "Overseer, up!"

10,000 Eight Banner soldiers rode up, killed the soldiers of the left battalion who fled back, and shouted orders to continue the charge.

In the face of the fierce Jianyu cavalry, the soldiers of the left battalion did not dare to resist, and reflexively continued to charge.

After another rain of arrows, the onslaught of artillery fire.

Azig calmed: "The Ming army is full of firepower, and it is estimated that it will not be able to disperse for a while and a half, and the left battalion soldiers will quickly press on."

Zuo Mengeng was helpless and gave a death order, and the second batch of Zuo Battalion soldiers began to charge.

60,000 people spread like ants.

In order to prevent the left battalion from retreating again, Azig sent another 10,000 warlords.

20,000 cavalry of the Eight Banners fought in the rear, and 60,000 soldiers of the left battalion were sent to death in the front.

Azig was not distressed at all, but Zuo Menggeng's heart was like a knife, he originally wanted to preserve his strength, but he squandered it so much, he couldn't help but rejoice, "Fortunately, the follow-up troops have not come for a long time, otherwise the left battalion will definitely be greatly injured."