Zilharang and Yue Tuo, who were in command of the Chinese army, naturally saw it.

He immediately ordered the siege to be stopped, and after retreating a mile, he set up a position and prepared to meet the battle.

As the Ming army got closer and closer, Zilharang became nervous, he swallowed a mouthful of water, and glanced at Yue Tuo.

They all saw the horror in each other's eyes.

Where did so many Ming troops come from?

Zilharang said a few words to his own soldiers, and several of them rode to the side, preparing to leave the battlefield.

Help!

This was Zilharang's first reaction.

The Ming army in front of him was at least 50,000 or more, marching towards his side in a closed circle. Although he thinks he can fight, the opponent's equipment looks very good, and there is a good chance that his own side is not an opponent.

"Cave Hole! I'm a cave turn, please answer when you receive it! ”

"Received by the cave! Please talk about the hole! ”

"There are a few cavalry members of Jiannu who are leaving the battlefield from the left flank."

"Received by the cave! Keep watching! ”

Zhou Yuji was about to send troops to intercept him, but was stopped by Zhang Weixian.

"Let them go!"

Seeing that a few of his own soldiers had successfully left the country, Zilharang breathed a sigh of relief and launched an attack. There is also the Ming army behind, and he can't let himself fall into the situation of being attacked on his back. Rush out first.

But he rushed to find that the Ming army stopped, looking at the action in the front row, was it to launch?

Zilharang silently estimated the distance between his side and the Ming army.

Five hundred steps, four hundred steps, three hundred steps, two ..... Well?

Bang!

The Ming army opened fire?

Yes~

Before he could be confused, he heard screams from beside him.

The cavalry charging in the front row fell in response.

And then came the second shot!

Third shot!

Rows and rows of cavalry fell from their horses. Zilharan noticed that something was wrong.

The opponent's musket not only has a long range, but also is extremely powerful, and it is immediately a blood hole when shot on the body. The thick armor on his body couldn't stop it at all.

Zilharang looked left and right in horror, and in just a moment, the people around him lost at least two or three thousand.

What kind of gun is this?

Keep rushing, and you'll have to die!

He flinched.

For the first time, he felt that the saber in his hand was a piece of scrap metal. But the defenders in Zunhua City, who were obviously killed with this knife yesterday, cried for their father and called their mother, why did they change today?

"Stand back! Back off! ”

He shouted as he turned his horse's head and stepped back. But the momentum is so easy to stop immediately. The front and back are crowded together.

On the opposite side, 12,000 musketeers were calmly firing.

Except for the 2,000 soldiers of the Brave Guard Battalion who had been on the battlefield, the others were somewhat nervous. Sun Yingyuan considered this situation and applied to Zhang Weixian to mix the 2,000 soldiers of the Yongwei Battalion with the 10,000 musket troops of the 10,000 Shenji Battalion. This move played a big role, and seeing the comrades around them calmly loading and shooting, their tension eased a lot.

After another round of shooting, Jiannu finally retreated out of range. In the open space between the Ming army and the Ming army, there were at least three or four thousand people, some of whom were not yet dead, and were lying on the ground weeping and moaning bitterly.

"All units of ideas, slowly advancing!"

This is, Zhang Weixian's excited voice came from the intercom of the generals.

He was really excited and so happy.

At first, I didn't expect that I had been engaged in power schemes in the capital all my life, and when I was old, I would have the opportunity to come out and lead troops to fight. For the first time, he knew that fighting could be so easy and hearty.

This pair of walkie-talkies, telescopes.

Make the battlefield as transparent as a sandbox.

And this long-range, powerful musket.

This is no longer a war, this is a one-sided slaughter.

10,000 musketeers outflanked Zilharan in a semicircle, followed by infantry and cavalry on both flanks.

"What should I do?" Yue Tuo asked Zilharang with a wry smile.

"I don't know, I'm afraid I'm going to explain it here today."

"We can't give up, let's break through from the flanks again!"

"Good!"

After saying that, the two regrouped and launched an assault on the left flank.

Here the firepower is really weaker, but only relatively.

Zhang Weixian discovered their intentions and ordered the right flank to shrink rapidly and launched an attack on the infantry that had entered the firing range. The cavalry ran fast, but the infantry ran slowly.

One by one, the Eight Banners fell to the ground, towards the dominoes.

The cavalry that stormed the left flank, having paid the price of three thousand lives, finally rushed out.

To be exact, it was released.

"Left flank musketeers, infantry, disperse!"

Zhang Weixian commanded the musketeers on the left flank, and the infantry quickly dispersed, making way for the enemy cavalry that rushed to the front.

Zilharang and Yueto are overjoyed!

Sure enough, the Ming army is still those Ming army, and they don't have the courage to face their own iron hooves at all!

They stopped fighting, clamped the horse's belly hard, and sped up.

At this time, the cavalry they led was already five or six thousand people.

When Zilharan burst out of the encirclement, he let out a long breath.

Life saved.

But he was still happy too soon.

"The Tartar cavalry rushed out, and the cavalry on the right flank went to the left flank to support. Italian artillery preparation, dragoon preparation. ”

"The musketeers continued to encircle the Tartar infantry. After the infantry captained the spearmen to prepare, defending the Tartar cavalry from the perimeter to counterattack. ”

Zhang Weixian once again used the walkie-talkie to give orders and command the dispatch.

Zilharang's face, who had just come out of the encirclement, changed greatly, and he found that he was greeted not by a horse and a flat river, but by the cavalry of the other side. Cavalry with muskets.

Before he could react, the gun went off, and so did the cannon.

The shells fired from the three hundred Italian guns on the left flank whizzed into their ranks, and the people in their way turned on their backs. After two rounds of firing, the Jiannu cavalry again rushed to the front.

"The cavalry on the left flank is scattered, and the cavalry on the right flank is on top."

After paying nearly two thousand casualties again, Zilharan rushed out again.

However, his hopes soon turned to despair, for six thousand dragoons and three hundred Italian guns awaited him on the right flank.

There were fewer and fewer cavalry around Zilharang and Yueto.

Finally, rushed out again.

Now Zilharang was relieved. There's nothing out there.

He looked at the sparse cavalry beside him, and tears fell.

It's finally out.

These Ming people are really shameless, and they know that the pipe is shooting and shooting! There was no chance of frontal combat at all, and when I finally rushed to the range of the bow and arrow, I found that the arrows fired did not have any effect.

He was going to go back and report to the Great Khan.

Let's go back to the customs.

Eating grass roots can no longer come.

If the cavalry can still rush out on their horses, then the infantry is like dumpling stuffing, wrapped in a thick dough.

Of the 20,000 men led by Zilharang and Yueto, there were 8,000 infantry, and 7 or 800 died during the siege.

There are about 7,000 left. After careful observation, an officer of the Eight Banners found that the right flank was relatively weak. So he consulted with a few generals and rushed towards the right flank.

At this time, the right wing of the Ming army was indeed weaker than the left flank, but that was relative.

The right flank just didn't have cavalry.

But more than 70,000 beats more than 7,000, no matter how thin it is, how thin can it be?

The rows of swords of the charging infantry aroused the ferocity of the Eight Banners, and the speed under their feet was faster. Finally, it came to the eyes of the Ming army.

Anyway, you can't live, killing one is enough, killing two earns one.

They think so, but unfortunately Zhu Youzhen is not.

The musketeers retreated, and the infantry joined in. Leave no mouth alive! ”

The musketeers calmly retreated.

Then, the Eight Banners felt full of malice from the Ming army.

Big brother, can you give me some reaction? I jumped up and slashed at you, and you shook your body? What are you wearing?

No one can answer a dead man's question.

In the team, Li Zicheng was muttering to himself.

"Twenty two, twenty two, thirty two 、......"

In fact, not only him, but in the eyes of those poor and frightened Shaanxi soldiers, these former terrifying Eight Banners soldiers have become an ingot of moving silver.

There are too few people!