"It's bad!" Dorgon's face changed suddenly.

"What's wrong?" Ajige and Ebilun looked at the regent at the same time.

"We've fallen into Huang Degong's trap of wearing out the troops!" Dorgon's face turned extremely pale. "Huang Degong used infantry to consume the energy of our horses, and when the horses were almost exhausted, he sent cavalry into battle. In this way, the advantage of our horses is gone."

After hearing this, Ajige burst into laughter: "Fourteenth brother, fourteenth brother, you think too much!"

He pointed at the Ming army formation moving in the distance and said, "The Ming cavalry is no more than 10,000. If we are defeated, we can retreat 20 miles. Should the Ming cavalry chase us or not?"

"If we chase them, they are outnumbered and we can easily kill them. It would be even better if we don't chase them. Our army can find a place to rest and then come back."

"The Central Plains is ruled by cavalry. In the eyes of our Qing cavalry, the Ming infantry is nothing but pork on the chopping board!"

Dorgon thought about it and felt that what Ajige said seemed to make sense, but he was still a little worried.

After a brief thought, Dorgon made up his mind and said, "Come here, inform Mr. Fan to break camp and prepare to withdraw the troops at any time. Except for food and weapons, all other unimportant baggage should be thrown away. As for the direction of withdrawal... it is tentatively decided to go to the south."

"Ebilun, you lead two thousand soldiers to lure the enemy forward."

"Everyone else, light cavalry in front, heavy cavalry in the back, form a battle formation with me to meet the enemy!"

With Dorgon's order, the sound of iron hooves rang out on the battlefield again.

Ebilun led two thousand cavalrymen and rushed back into the battlefield, attacking the Ming army.

Dorgon led more than 10,000 Eight Banners cavalrymen to form a horizontal formation to meet the enemy.

One hundred steps!

Just as Ebilun was considering whether to advance deep into the enemy's territory to lure the enemy, a loud noise suddenly came from the direction of the Juyongguan gate tower in the distance.

boom!

The sound spread quickly from far away to the entire battlefield.

He didn't know what was going on, so he quickly turned around and ran to the left.

Just as all the Eight Banners soldiers were looking towards the Juyongguan city gate tower, the cavalry on both wings of the Ming army set out.

Boom...Boom!

The sound of iron hooves came from afar and the ground began to shake.

The sound of horse hooves became more and more frequent, beating like a war drum in my heart.

Nearly ten thousand cavalrymen rushed towards the Eight Banners soldiers in formation from the left and right like sharp scimitars.

The Ming army infantry also abandoned their chariots and bunkers. They brandished their weapons and charged forward while roaring.

The sound of nearly 50,000 people charging would scare anyone who heard it.

"Retreat slowly southward while shooting arrows to lure the Ming cavalry into pursuit. After retreating fifteen miles, counterattack. I want to let them see the strength of the Eight Banners cavalry."

Dorgon's strategy was very clear.

It only takes cavalry two quarters of an hour to march fifteen miles, while it takes infantry at least half an hour or even longer to march fifteen miles.

He could use this time difference to annihilate the pursuing Ming army.

If they were braver, those infantrymen would also become his victims.

The infantry's physical strength was greatly increased after a fifteen-mile forced march, and they basically lost their combat effectiveness.

"Hmm!"

After Ebilun returned to the team, the Eight Banners soldiers began to retreat southward.

The Ming cavalry, led by Wang Yongji, Ma Dai and Bakeyong, began to pursue.

The offensive and defensive situation on the entire battlefield changed instantly.

However.

The situation did not go in the direction Dorgon predicted.

Because the war horses that the Eight Banners soldiers were so proud of had been running on the battlefield for a long time and had consumed a lot of physical energy.

So before they could run more than two miles, they were caught up by Ma Dai, who was well-rested and waiting for them to tire themselves out.

Ma Dai was wearing dark armor, and his horse also had a makeshift cotton armor on its chest for protection.

The armor on his left arm covered most of his face, leaving only his right eye to see the road.

"Shoot the horse!"

The shovel arrow in Ma Dai's right hand swung in the air, then he drew his bow and shot the arrow at the hind leg muscles of the Eight Banners soldiers' horses.

whoosh!

The sound of breaking air was endless, and war horses fell down from time to time in front.

The Eight Banners soldiers were not willing to be outdone. They quickly shot arrows backwards to stop the Ming army's offensive.

The sounds of bowstrings rang out one after another, and people on both sides kept falling off their horses.

Dorgon, who was running in the front, had no time to look around, as there were people all around him. He could not see the casualties of the Eight Banners soldiers, nor could he see the pursuit of the Ming army.

But he knew what was going on.

We can't stop now. Once we stop to engage in battle with the Ming cavalry, the Ming infantry will soon catch up.

By then, it would be difficult for him to escape from the fight between the infantry and cavalry.

But this is not a solution. We have to deal a heavy blow to the Ming army.

Only in this way can we stop them from pursuing us.

After thinking this through, Dorgon rode his horse forward, leading three thousand elite soldiers rapidly forward.

After leaving the main force behind by more than a hundred steps, Dorgon pulled the reins and turned his horses with the three thousand cavalrymen to face the direction they came from.

These three thousand men were unable to participate in the battle from beginning to end, so both the personnel and the horses were full of energy.

The oncoming Eight Banners soldiers knew what Dorgon was trying to do, and they began to speed up.

When they were fifty steps away from Dorgon, these Eight Banners soldiers immediately made way in the middle and ran to both sides of Dorgon.

In the eyes of Ma Dai and Wang Yongji who were pursuing them, the Eight Banners soldiers in front seemed to be lifted up like a door curtain, revealing Dorgon who was waiting inside.

“Kill!” Dorgon clamped his legs on the horse’s belly, and the horse under his crotch rushed out like a sharp arrow.

The rest of the Eight Banners soldiers were faster than Dorgon. They held the reins with their left hands, raised their sabers to their chests with their right hands and began to speed up.

Boom...Boom.

The iron hooves stepped on the ground, and the sound echoed in my heart.

The two cavalry forces charged face to face.

At the moment of approaching, time seemed to slow down. The originally sunny and bright field seemed to darken the sky and the earth!

The cavalry of both sides collided.

The war horses collided with each other, making sounds of neighing and breaking bones.

The horses in the front row continued to charge into the enemy formation through the gaps between the horses. The soldiers on the horses were thrown out by inertia and were trampled under the feet of other horses before they could even shout.

After the horrific collision, the cavalry from both sides immediately engaged in a fight.

There was no waving of flags or shouting, and no courtesy or exchange of gifts. Both sides used shady and ruthless tactics.

Because of the protection of armor, the face, neck, armpits, ribs and crotch became the key areas of attack by both sides.

Thousands of cavalry led by Wang Yongji and Ma Dai were instantly blocked by Dorgon.

The two sides began to fight in the field.

Bake Yong followed closely behind and was about to provide support, but was blocked by a large force of Jiannu that came around.

The Ming cavalry, numbering less than 10,000, was trapped by more than 17,000 Jiannu cavalry.

While the two sides were fighting, the sound of rumbling horse hooves came from the northeast.

Dorgon took the opportunity to come to the back and look into the distance, and found that the person coming was none other than Fan Wencheng and two thousand cavalry, infantry and baggage soldiers.

"Prince Rui! Prince Rui!" Fan Wencheng rode on his horse and shouted with all his strength.

In the chaotic battlefield, his voice was like a stone sinking into the sea, without causing any ripples.

Just when Dorgon thought he could annihilate the Ming cavalry by relying on numbers, dust rose up in the southeast direction.