With Dorgon's order, more than 10,000 Eight Banners soldiers immediately got busy.
The first to take action was Dorgon, who personally led 3,000 soldiers to rush towards Liu Wenyao who was not far away and fought with him.
Ajige brought two thousand Eight Banners soldiers to the river, took off his helmet and enjoyed the food.
Under the scorching sun, the cool river water seemed to instantly lift their spirits.
The previous fatigue suddenly lessened a little.
While they drank water and washed their faces, the infantry and baggage soldiers exchanged their war horses with Ajige and others, and refilled their long-empty quivers with arrows.
Later, under the leadership of Fan Wencheng, they used local materials to build a floating bridge.
The remaining soldiers and horses could no longer resist the temptation of the river water and came to the river one after another.
Some soldiers in particular showed signs of heatstroke due to the hot weather and the armor they were wearing, as they continued fighting.
They staggered to the river and drank to their heart's content.
After Ajige took a brief rest and rejoined the battlefield, Liu Wenyao gradually couldn't hold on any longer.
The Eight Banners soldiers were good at riding and shooting, and they were also Dorgon's personal troops.
Besides, they had never done this before, so they were all very fierce when they went to the battlefield.
Not to mention Liu Wenyao, even if Wu Sangui came with the same number of servants, he might not be a match for Dorgon.
Before Ajige joined the battle, he could still temporarily suppress Dorgon by relying on his numerical advantage.
After Ajige joined the war, Liu Wenyao could no longer hold on.
He reached out and pulled out the arrow from his shoulder, and shouted in the direction of Wang Yongji: "Damn it, Wang Yongji, if you don't come, I will die for my country."
Just as Liu Wenyao was cursing, the sound of horse hooves and thick dust were heard coming from the direction they came from.
Wang Yongji and Ma Dai took the lead and charged forward with their cavalry.
Ma Dai shouted at Wang Yongji: "Why should those heads be given to Bakyong? He contributed the least but got the most credit. I don't accept it!"
Wang Yongji's expression was calm: "It's just a few hundred heads. What's wrong with giving them to him? If we come a little later, Liu Wenyao won't be able to hold on."
"It is indeed a loss for you and me to give a few heads of Baijiannu to Bakyong, but from the overall situation, we are doing this for the sake of the court."
Faced with a powerful enemy, Ma Dai had no idea what to say, so he could only pout and rush into the battlefield.
When Dorgon and Ajige saw the main force of the Ming army arriving, they made a detour and temporarily retreated.
When they rushed up again, there were four to five thousand more people in their team.
These people had just had enough water and rested for a while when they were dragged up by Dorgon to join the battle again. Although they were extremely reluctant, they had no choice.
Dorgon had no other choice.
The combined forces of Wang Yongji, Ma Dai, and Liu Wenyao numbered about 10,000 people. Even if he sent out all his soldiers, he could not defeat them.
Because most of the Eight Banners soldiers were exhausted.
The war horses were not much better; some were panting and running very slowly, while others simply stood still and stopped running.
Since we can't defeat the enemy anyway, we might as well take turns fighting to buy time to build a bridge and cross the river.
With Dorgon and Ajige re-entering the battlefield, the situation on the battlefield became more complicated.
Twenty thousand cavalrymen from both sides fought fiercely by the river.
No matter how gorgeous the words are, they cannot describe the cruelty of the battlefield.
As countless people hacked and trampled on each other, fresh lives were harvested by each other. Screams, wails, and desperate cries for help came one after another.
"Report! Sir Lieutenant General, Liu Wenyao's several thousand cavalry are fighting hard with the Jiannu at the river fifteen miles to the west."
Fifteen miles east of the battlefield.
Li Xianzhong (Li Rumei's second son), who was waiting for the enemy on Chaozong Bridge, learned the news from a scout.
He looked back at the other side of the bridge. Except for the one thousand cavalrymen from the Yongwei Battalion, the remaining two thousand people were infantrymen under Liu Wenyao.
These infantrymen had already set up camp on the other side of the bridge.
There are tanks covering the surroundings, and various artillery and firearms in the middle. In addition to these, there are also grenades.
It is as difficult as climbing to heaven to pass through here.
"The Jiannu soldiers were divided into two groups. One group was engaged in a fierce battle with the Ming cavalry, while the other group was using local materials near the woods, apparently to build a floating bridge."
"Where is Wang Yongji? Where is Ma Dai? Where is Bakyong's town flag battalion?"
Li Xianzhong had previously served as the Lieutenant General of the Central Army in Liaodong, so he was very familiar with the Guanning Army and Bake Yong.
"I didn't see the flags of Governor Wang, Ma Dai and Bakyong." The scout said with a bow.
Li Xianzhong frowned and quickly thought of a countermeasure while riding on his horse.
Wang Yongji, Ma Dai and Bakyong were most likely held back by others and had no time to support Liu Wenyao.
etc...
The Jiannu are building a floating bridge?
In other words, their plan to ambush here was discovered by the Jiannu.
"Someone come here!" Li Xianzhong, the lieutenant general of the Yongwei Camp, shouted to the leader of the infantry.
"I am here!"
"Bring the Rumi guns, gunpowder bags, and bags of bullets. I will lead the cavalry to provide support!"
The infantry captain did not dare to delay and immediately ordered people to deliver these weapons to Li Xianzhong's men.
"Excuse me, Sir, what should we do after you leave?"
"Be prepared for battle! Don't let any Jiannu escape, and be careful not to be ambushed by them!"
"As you command."
After giving his instructions, Li Xianzhong led a thousand cavalrymen upstream along the Wenyu River.
After riding at full speed for more than ten miles, Li Xianzhong arrived at the battlefield.
The battlefield has now entered a white-hot state.
The Jiannu cavalry formed a circle outside the grove and formed a battle formation to resist the attack of the Ming army.
Liu Wenyao, Wang Yongji, Ma Dai, and Bakeyong fought fiercely with the Jiannu cavalry.
Everyone was blood-thirsty.
The two sides first competed in archery, and then engaged in close combat after the arrows were shot.
When the knife was bent, they pinched with their hands, kicked with their feet, and even took off their helmets and smashed them at each other.
The soldiers who fell off their horses did not give up the fight. They formed teams of three or five and continued to hack and kill.
However, no matter how fierce the Ming army was, they could not break through the protective circle formed by the Jiannu cavalry.
Even if a small group of cavalry rushed in, they would be shot and killed by the elite Eight Banners inside.
Under Fan Wencheng's command, the pontoon bridge was built very quickly. The frame had already taken shape and only needed to be covered with wood before it could be built to cross the river.
Li Xianzhong was afraid of being accidentally injured by friendly forces, so he asked someone to wave the Li flag behind him to identify himself.
Then he gave the order: "Listen to my order, dismount from your horses 80 steps away with your Rumi guns, and shoot at the Jiannu army formation, while the remaining cavalry will provide cover on both wings."
"In this battle, we must advance and retreat together. Anyone who retreats without permission will be killed without mercy!"
Bang!
Eighty steps away, five hundred Rumi guns fired at the same time.
Dozens of Jiannu cavalrymen were shot, some with bleeding wounds and some with bleeding profusely, and soon fell to the ground.
Fan Wencheng was startled by the sound of bird gunfire and he hurriedly looked in the direction where the sound came from.
"Bird-gun cavalry? Come on, we don't need so many people now, take your men to stop them." Fan Wencheng shouted to the Jiannu infantry around him.
Bang!
The dull sound of bird guns rang out again, and dozens of Jiannu cavalry were shot again.
The cavalrymen who were not hit by the bullets looked at Li Xianzhong and became afraid of the bird guns in their hands.
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