Under the bright sun.

The five cavalry units were caught in a melee.

Three Eight Banners cavalry units attempted to encircle and annihilate one of the Guanning Army cavalry units.

Gao Dejie led another Guanning Army to form a horizontal formation to provide support.

Bang!

The cavalrymen on both sides, armed with three-barreled guns, opened fire first.

Tong Tulai was the leader of the Han army of the Zhenglan Banner, and the soldiers under his command were basically surrendered Ming troops.

Wu Sangui's Guanning Army was the elite of the Ming army.

The two sides share the same origin, and not only are their tactics similar, but even their equipment is similar.

After the shooting, both sides suffered casualties.

Then the two sides closed the distance and began to compete in shooting.

The archers kept drawing their bows and shooting arrows, and the arrows they shot pierced the enemy's armor, making a dull sound of breaking armor.

The Ming army soldiers whose armor was shot through were not seriously injured. In addition, they were exercising a lot and their attention was not on themselves, so they did not realize that they were injured.

He swung the three-barreled gun and smashed it hard on the head of an Eight Banners soldier.

With a clang, the heavy three-barreled gun and the iron helmet collided.

The huge impact force directly dented the iron helmet. The Eight Banners soldier's brain and blood flowed down his cheek, and his body fell off the horse's back twitching.

Before the Guanning Army soldiers could show their happy smiles, an arrow flew from the side.

The armor-piercing arrow hit his cheek directly. The huge impact force shattered his facial bones and penetrated into his head.

The bodies of the Guanning Army soldiers suddenly softened and slipped off their horses.

The Eight Banners soldiers raised their bows and arrows and were about to shoot others when a Ming soldier attacked them from behind with a knife and knocked them to the ground.

The two sides were in a melee, with each killing the other.

As time went by, Gao Dejie began to get anxious.

He has always been cautious in employing troops.

In order to prevent an ambush during the previous pursuit, he deliberately sent out half of his troops to pursue and the remaining half as reinforcements.

Later, he was ambushed as expected, so he personally led his troops to rescue them.

In the end, he never expected that there would be so many ambushes from the Eight Banners!

He originally wanted to form a horizontal array to break up the Eight Banners Army's formation and rescue his friendly troops.

As a result, after rushing forward, the two sides fell into a melee and were unable to get rid of the entanglement of the Eight Banners soldiers.

The combat power of both sides is almost the same, but the other side has much more troops than him.

After a long time, he will definitely fail!

Just when he was extremely anxious, thick dust rolled up from behind, followed by the deafening sound of horse hooves.

Looking around, I saw countless cavalrymen running towards me from behind.

The leading flag bearer carried two large flags, one was the national flag of the Ming Dynasty, and the other was the Wu flag.

"It's General Wu, our reinforcements are here!"

"Kill! Shoot these damn slaves to death!"

"I'm going to fight you!" The Guanning Army, which was caught in a melee, was encouraged when they saw the Wu flag and fought hard against the enemies around them.

Tong Tulai also discovered something unusual in the distance after shooting an arrow. Then a scout with an arrow stuck in his body came to report: "Report! Wu Sangui personally led more than 10,000 main forces to rush to the rescue, and he is right behind me!"

"I see." Tong Tulai gave the order without any hesitation: "Retreat!"

With a whoosh, the flag of the Eight Banners Army's center army moved first.

"The flag owner has ordered us to withdraw our troops immediately!"

"Don't fight any longer, retreat immediately!"

"Run quickly, it will be too late if you don't run now!"

After the central army's flag moved, the Eight Banners soldiers began to retreat.

Some turned around and ran, while others called their companions to run together.

Others ran to the outskirts of the battlefield, dropped their weapons and knelt on the ground in surrender.

Upon seeing this, Gao Dejie immediately led his troops in pursuit.

The situation on the battlefield changed again.

After chasing for five miles, Gao Dejie was afraid of being ambushed by the enemy again, so he did not dare to pursue further and had to withdraw his troops.

At this time, Wu Sangui had already sent people to clean up the battlefield.

After counting his losses, Gao Dejie came to Wu Sangui with an apologetic look on his face and bowed his head, saying: "Although I used the strategy of luring the enemy deep into our territory and dividing our forces to ambush them, I didn't expect that we would still fall into the enemy's ambush."

"Therefore, I have committed the crime of underestimating the enemy and advancing rashly. Please forgive me, General!"

"Ah!" Wu Sangui sighed, staring at the battlefield in the distance and said, "It's not your fault, it's the Jiannu who are too bold! I didn't expect them to set an ambush a hundred miles away from Ningyuan!"

"It's because I wasn't careful enough!" Gao Dejie blamed himself.

Wu Sangui patted Gao Dejie on the shoulder and said, "Don't blame yourself. I brought you here personally. I know the situation in Liaodong better than you do!"

"Thank you, General!" Gao Dejie breathed a sigh of relief.

"What are the casualties?" Wu Sangui asked, looking away.

"One hundred and twenty-one people were killed in this battle, one hundred and sixty-four were slightly injured, and thirty-three were seriously injured." Gao Dejie answered with sweat on his back.

There were more than 300 casualties, which may not seem like a large number, but it accounted for 10% of his troops.

And this... is just a battle!

After hearing this, Wu Sangui felt heartbroken and sighed again.

Gao Dejie hesitated for a long time and then asked in a low voice: "General, you just sent people to clean up the battlefield. I wonder how many enemies our army has killed?"

"There are 109 Jiannu corpses left on the battlefield, and the Jiannu have always had the habit of carrying the corpses of their friendly troops when escaping, so I guess the Jiannu casualties are similar to ours," said Wu Sangui.

call--

Gao Dejie breathed a sigh of relief.

He was able to draw with the enemy despite not having the upper hand in terms of military strength, which was acceptable.

Wu Sangui continued: "In addition to these corpses, there are twelve Han Eight Banners surrendered soldiers."

"Surrendered soldiers?" Gao Dejie frowned. "How do you want to deal with them, General?"

Wu Sangui did not answer, but called his advisers Fang Guangchen, Hu Guozhu and others to discuss the matter together.

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