The morale on the side of the Tartars is not high.

I was tossed in the middle of the night, and I haven't even eaten until now.

At this time, the cold and hungry were forced to rush into battle, and the morale was high.

Houjin also urgently got some rice balls and dried meat or something, so that he could eat some.

But the herdsmen of all tribes were miserable, they were really hungry and went to the battlefield.

Hundreds of Tartar bannermen were sprinkled into the seven or eight thousand steppe herdsmen to supervise the battle, swarming forward like a swarm of bees.

Aya is an ordinary herdsman in the Naiman tribe, and he was summoned by his own Taiji in ignorance, saying that he was following the Great Khan to rob the Han people.

He had met Han Chinese, and every year there would be Han Chinese who would come to the tribe with a convoy to do business.

The things of the Han people are really good, the iron pot that every herdsman longs to have, the cloth of various colors that the tribal girls love, the jewelry that Su Rina cherishes, and the wine that only the tribal leaders are entitled to enjoy, and they stand on the side and smell and feel that the pores of the whole body are comfortable.

Their things are really good, but their hearts are more ruthless than the most cunning wolves on the grassland.

A hairpin is exchanged for a sheep!

When he bought a hairpin for Su Rina, it really made him feel distressed for a long time.

When he followed the Taiji nobles to send troops, Aya came with red eyes.

He wants to rob Han people, iron pots, jewelry, cloth, and women! Whatever it was, he wanted to grab it.

The poor and crazy herdsmen are eager to dig up the soil from the ground and take it away.

The result was a big disappointment for him, the Han people didn't grab it, but they were pulled to the edge of this big river to fight with the Han army!

Looking at the ironclad Great Wall on the other side, which was shining dazzlingly in the sun, Aya's legs and stomach were cramping.

The Taiji lord of their tribe also has an iron armor that is said to have been handed down from his ancestors.

The wolf's tooth arrow can't hurt at all, and it can only knock out sparks when you cut it with a knife, which is really enviable.

But now on the other side, the dense Ming army is wearing iron armor.

It's not going to be able to fight at all.

Aya subconsciously wanted to escape, but before she could turn the horse's head, she heard the screams of her companion Arixi behind her.

Turning his head to look over, he saw Ah Rixi, who had already turned his horse and ran backwards, and was cut off his horse by a post-gold supervisor.

The overseer was short and stocky, with a fleshy face. A pair of yellowed triangular eyes swept over, and Aya's heart twitched when she saw it.

He subconsciously wanted to go to Taiji, why could he kill our people casually.

But when he saw Taiji, there was a burst of despair in his heart.

Master Taiji was surrounded by several white-armored soldiers of Houjin, and the knife was almost on Master Taiji's neck.

Originally, from Huang Taiji's point of view, he would not do this kind of thing of killing chickens and taking eggs.

But now that it has reached a critical point of survival, of course, the cozy gesture of the past must be thrown away, forcing the cannon fodder to fill in their lives.

Anyway, as long as you can win, it's easy to say anything.

The terrible sound of the bull's horn sounded again, and the tribal cavalry began to pick up speed.

If you don't speed up, you can't do it, and the big golden banner man who is supervising the battle behind him has already brandished his weapons and started to cut people, and only dead people are left behind them.

Aya was just wrapped up in the people around her, and she kept speeding up and crashed straight into the Great Wall of Steel on the opposite side.

The thunderous cannon sounded, and the scorching cannonballs flew over with a roar, crashing into the crowd and immediately pulling out a blood gourd.

Continuing to rush forward, the sound of dense firecrackers rang out, and the tribal cannon fodder fell to the ground in rows.

Aya, who was embarrassed to control the horse to avoid the people and horses on the ground, suddenly felt empty in front of him, and all the people who stood in front of him before were now gone.

One hundred and ten steps ahead, there is a forest of spears slanted by the Great Wall of Steel of the Ming Army.

The instinct to survive made Aya subconsciously want to rein in the horse, but the sound of crackling firearms sounded on the opposite side again, and he felt his body suddenly hit by a heavy hammer and fell off the horse's back.

Before the huge horse's hooves behind him stepped on his face, Aya's last thought was.

'Surina, can't go back~~~'

The surging cavalry slammed into the spear array of the Divine Pivot Battalion.

In an instant, people turned on their backs, and countless deaths and injuries were innumerable.

Looking at it from Li Yunze's side, it was like a raging wave crashing on the embankment.

He lowered his eyelids and picked up the flask, pouring wine into the glass in front of him.

"Fuso has a lot of gold and silver, and it is also rich in rice. Gotta find a way to get them to call Daddy. ”

At this point in the battle, there is not much Li Yunze can do, and sitting here to be the Dinghai Shenshen Needle to stabilize the army's heart is his biggest role at this time.

Not far from him, more than a dozen artillery pieces that had been urgently transported over, with the elevation angle adjusted to the maximum, were desperately pouring fire into the distance.

Thousands of firecrackers from the Divine Machine Battalion in front of them, standing on benches and wooden boxes, fired at the Tartar army in a classic three-stage shot.

Three-stage shooting is not a foreign product, as early as the Hongwu period, Mu Guogong Mu Ying used this shooting method that can maximize the advantage of firepower.

The Ming Army's new firecrackers used seamless steel pipes bought by Li Yunze from the modern world, which were far from being comparable to the original firecrackers that were wrapped in layers of iron sheets.

The most significant advantage is that it can withstand continuous shooting.

Under the rounds of intensive shooting, there was already gunsmoke in front of him.

The morning breeze blew, and there was a pungent smell everywhere.

Li Yunze, who was holding a wine glass, sat quietly, silently looking at the tragic battlefield in front of him.

Layer after layer of Tartars crashed into the Great Wall of Steel, like waves crashing on the shore.

Clausewitz's theory of war said that a strategic decisive battle in one morning can decide the fate of a country.

The battle of the main forces of both sides, the winner will get everything.

Whether it was the Tartars or the Ming army, they were all desperate for victory at this time.

The corpses at the intersection of the battle lines were piled up, and the Tartars behind couldn't get by, so they simply dismounted and turned over and slashed and killed.

Abbatey, who was forced to go to the front line, armed with a sharp axe and a group of bayalas, roared and jumped into the Ming army array.

The giant axe in his hand slashed wildly, and several Ming soldiers were knocked down one after another.

The Ming troops in the first few rows were all armed with spears, and they were not able to fight in close combat.

A burst of gunfire passed, and Bayala, who had followed Abatai over the mountain, fell in a row, and the rest seized the opportunity to burst in and assist their master in opening the gap.

This elite force successfully disrupted the nearby battle line.

Behind the Ming army's array, drums and the roars of the generals sounded.

The pikemen in the front row quickly retreated, while more armorers with shields in one hand and a golden gourd, or hammer, in the other, stepped forward to fill the gap.

Both sides are wearing heavy armor, ordinary knives, guns, bows and arrows are helpless, and only this kind of person with a sharp axe and heavy hammer can cause damage.

An axe slashed at the neck of the Ming army in front of him, and the huge impact force directly broke the neck of the Ming army.

But after the Ming army fell, Abatai's eyes were still densely packed with iron cans.

"Why, why hasn't the Ming army run yet?"

Panting Abatay felt incredulous.

In the past, it was not that they had not rushed through the Ming army's military formation, but when the casualties reached such a level, the Ming army should have run a long time ago.

Why don't you run!

A hammer slammed down, and Abatai raised his axe to block it.

The heavy force of the impact made his hands tingle and tear apart.

Before he could make the next move, another hammer swept over him and smashed into his waist.

This blow smashed his waist to him.

Under the severe pain, Abatai involuntarily fell to his knees with weak legs.

The Bayalas around them frantically wanted to come and rescue their masters, but it was too late.

With a whistling sound, the hammer slammed into Abatai's head.

With the instinctive reflexes cultivated over the years, Abatai moved his body desperately, and the hammer landed on his shoulder.

The blow shattered his shoulder blades.

Abbatey threw himself to the ground, desperately raised his head and saw the windswept figure in the distance.

He understood that the reason why the Ming army didn't run away was because their emperor was behind him!

A hammer fell, striking directly into Abatai's skull, plunging his eyes into eternal darkness.

"Eighth!" The iron-faced Dai Shan rode his horse and came, "We can't rush anymore, let's withdraw." ”

The terrifying losses in front of the front line really scared Dai Shan.

Even when he was on the bank of the Hunhe River, he didn't lose so much.

"Withdraw? Where to retreat? Huang Taiji, whose eyes were bloodshot, smiled coldly, "At this time, where can you retreat?" ”

"This..."Looking at Huang Taiji in front of him, Dai Shan was even a little afraid, "We can go back to Shenyang City first, repair it and then ambush the Ming army..."

"Second brother." Huang Taiji, who was looking at the battlefield in front of him, was silent for a moment before calmly responding, "I can't go back." The soldiers and horses have already been thrown in, and now the withdrawal of troops will immediately lead to the collapse of the whole army. At that time, the cavalry of the Ming army pursued and killed all the way, and a few more people could return to Shenyang City alive. ”

Dai Shan sighed, "Old eight, I know your thoughts. But today's Ming army is too difficult to gnaw, and it can't be gnawed. ”

Huang Taiji sneered, "If you can't gnaw, don't gnaw?" Then what kind of battle is there to fight, wouldn't it be better for the whole army to flee together and go back to the white mountains and black waters to fish and hunt. ”

"Second brother." Huang Taiji said sincerely, "I know you mean well, but we don't have a choice." If you don't fight here today, you will have to fight somewhere else in the future. At that time, there will be no such time as it is now, and the main force of the Ming army will be isolated on the opposite bank. At that time, we won't even be able to see the Emperor of the Ming Kingdom! ”

"You have to fight early and late, even if you want to stick to Shenyang City, there is no food and grass. Either flee back and be a savage, or you can throw the warriors here and fight a decisive battle! ”

His expression was a little fanatical and looked at the Daxu in the distance, "You don't need to completely defeat the Ming army, as long as you can capture that Daxu and take the Ming Emperor, we will win." Second brother, you believe me~~~"

Looking at Huang Taiji, who had fallen into madness, Dai Shan felt palpitations for a while.

The eighth child is obsessed, and he wants to take down the emperor of the Ming Kingdom, but he is not a stone, and he can run when he can't beat it.

Shaking his head helplessly, Dai Shan rode back and found his son Yue Tuo, "There's no way, rush." Don't rush to the death, keep an eye on it, don't throw the warriors away. ”

Positive red and inlaid red. The banner's soldiers and horses began to move forward, filling into the terrifying meat grinder.

The battlefield, which was already fierce like cooking oil, became more and more intense.

If there is no way out on either side, then it can only be a desperate fight.

Li Yunze, who was on the viewing platform, narrowed his eyes.

"Two reds. Flag soldiers, this is not to fight? ”