He Jin, the commander of Wanquan Right Guard, looked at the battlefield with deep eyes and said leisurely: "There are three fronts now! Liu Zhaoji on the eastern front has already provided us with 16,000 cavalry, and we can't transfer more troops from the eastern front."

"If we want to attack Jinzhou, we must take Nanshan! I don't need to explain the importance of Nanshan, right? The governor of the central line is commanding his troops to attack Nanshan with all their might! Transferring troops from the central line at this time will not only affect the battle situation in the central line, but also affect the outcome of the entire Ping Liao army!"

"So...the only thing we can do is to rely on our own strength to defend the western front and wait for the Governor-General to take over Nanshan!"

Li Shunzu opened his mouth several times to refute, but found that he had nothing to say.

There are enemies on all three fronts.

It is obviously unrealistic to pin hopes on reinforcements.

Li Xingzhong patted Li Shunzu on the shoulder and nodded to He Jin: "Indeed, we can only rely on ourselves on the western front."

Woo!

Suddenly, the sound of a horn was heard in the distance.

The three of them raised their heads at the same time.

It was discovered that Man Dahai had already dispatched all his troops and invited the Ming army to a decisive battle.

From east to west on the entire battlefield, wherever you can see there are cavalry!

The oppressive feeling brought by more than 40,000 cavalry caused the elite Ming army on the battlefield to become agitated.

It is impossible not to riot.

Not to mention 40,000 cavalrymen, even 400 cavalrymen can still bring a sense of oppression to ordinary people.

Take Zu Kuan as an example.

In the eighth year of Chongzhen, he was appointed by the court as the general of the aid and suppression, and led 3,000 Guanning troops into the pass to eliminate the bandits.

His three thousand Guanning troops chased and fought against tens of thousands of peasant soldiers!

You can imagine the feeling of oppression!

Faced with more than 40,000 cavalrymen, even Li Xingzhong, who had seen big scenes, couldn't help but change color.

"Uncle," Li Shunzu swallowed his saliva, "The Jiannu want to fight a decisive battle with us. Should we fight... or not?"

"Of course we have to fight, otherwise the western front will be lost and the flank of the central front will be attacked!" Li Xingzhong slowly drew out his sword, "Order the army to prepare to resist the enemy!"

Twenty-six thousand Ming soldiers stood solemnly on horseback.

At this time, the Jiannu army urged their horses to charge.

When they were a hundred steps away, the Ming army launched a counterattack.

The advantage of cavalry is mobility. If the enemy moves, you have to move with them, otherwise you will lose your advantage.

Under the blazing sun, two torrents collided with each other.

The cavalry in front first quickly shot several rounds of arrows, then drew their swords and started hand-to-hand combat.

The cavalry behind maintained their formation to ensure their own defense in depth.

Flags were waving on the plains, and shouts of killing were heard everywhere.

"Continue to send troops to the rear of the Jiannu. We must find the Outer Mongolian troops and defeat them!" Li Xingzhong stayed under the central army flag, frowning and directing the battle.

Since the war began, he has been looking for the location of the Outer Mongolian troops.

Once he finds the Outer Mongolian soldiers, he will immediately send his elite troops to attack.

As long as the Outer Mongolian troops are defeated, the rest of the troops will also be defeated.

After searching for a long time, I couldn't find any trace of them.

Obviously, he was hidden behind by Man Dahai.

Li Xingzhong had no choice but to withdraw troops from deep inside to attack Man Dahai's rear.

Man Dahai’s ideas are different from Li Xingzhong’s.

He ordered a part of the elite Eight Banners to confront the Ming army head-on, and then sent a joint force of the Eight Banners and Outer Mongolian troops to attack the Ming army's flank.

This would force the Ming army to withdraw troops from deep into the country to defend the flanks.

The battle line will be lengthened as a result.

When the battle line is long enough, the Ming army, which lacks manpower, will lose its defense in depth and be broken through from the front by the Eight Banners Army.

"kill!"

The Eight Banners soldiers responsible for attacking the Ming army's flank had just bypassed their own army formation when they encountered the Ming army who were planning to go around from behind.

Both sides were surprised and immediately started fighting.

The saber cut a blood vessel and blood spurted onto his chest.

The three-barreled gun smashed down hard, and brain matter and blood flowed down through the gaps in the helmet.

There are no fancy moves or graceful movements, only the moment of life and death and the collision of blood and flesh.

Every swing is a full-strength attack, and every roar carries the anger in his heart.

As soon as the one in front fell, the one behind immediately filled the gap.

At first the Ming army was still able to hold its ground.

As time went on, the battle line lengthened and the Ming army's strength in depth began to be stretched.

"Report!" The scout came to Li Xingzhong, "Our army's left wing was attacked by Jiannu cavalry, requesting support!"

"Li Er," Li Xingzhong looked at a personal soldier, "you take a thousand central troops to provide support."

"Sir," Li Er swallowed his saliva, "There are only 3,000 soldiers in the central army. If I take 1,000 of them, there will only be 2,000 cavalry left in the central army!"

"Stop talking nonsense and go!" Li Xingzhong said angrily, "If the left wing is defeated, my central army will also be defeated!"

"Yes," Li Er gathered his troops and rushed towards the left wing as quickly as possible.

"Report!" Another scout came to Li Xingzhong, "Our right wing is under siege by the Jiannu, requesting reinforcements!"

"Cha Binxun," Li Xingzhong said with a firm look, "You must lead a thousand central troops to rush to the right wing to support it. Make sure the right wing is not lost."

Cha Binxun took a deep breath and said, "Yes."

As soon as Cha Binxun left, a gap was created on the front battlefield.

A dozen Jiannu cavalrymen poured in from the gap, causing some chaos on the Ming army's front line.

Li Xingzhong once again sent out 500 cavalrymen to block the enemy.

At this time, there were still 500 cavalrymen left in the central army.

"Report!" The scout came to Man Dahai and said, "Your Highness, I found that there were only a few hundred cavalrymen guarding the Ming army's central flag."

"What?" This news made Man Dahai very excited.

The central army flag is the backbone of the army.

As long as the flag is cut down or the main general is killed, the army will be completely defeated.

He used his clairvoyance to find a high ground and observed carefully.

At this time, the battle line was several miles long!

In the middle of the battle line, there is a huge flag with the word "Li" on it.

The central army flag that was originally heavily protected is now guarded by only a few hundred cavalrymen.

After seeing this, Man Dahai raised the corners of his mouth in an exaggerated manner: "Here comes the opportunity!"

He looked around and found that there were not many Eight Banners soldiers available around him.

In order to enhance the combat effectiveness of Outer Mongolia, he formed a coalition force with the Eight Banners Army and Outer Mongolia.

During the battle, the armored Eight Banners soldiers were fighting in the front, while the Outer Mongols were shooting arrows at them from behind.

This method was very effective and successfully blocked the attack of the Ming army.

Looking at the more than one thousand Eight Banners soldiers around him, Man Dahai shook his head: He can't send more, otherwise he will be short of troops.

Turn around and look back.

Man Dahai discovered that there were two Outer Mongolian cavalrymen behind him.

One of them was the Tengji Special, which was defeated twice by the Ming army.