Liu Wenyao pulled the reins of his warhorse hard, and the horse under him turned around and rushed towards the Eight Banners Army's position.
Fifteen thousand cavalrymen were dispatched at the same time.
The army roared forward, formed a semicircle and stabbed towards the center of the semicircle.
Under the dazzling sunlight, the charging Ming army was like a dark cloud pressing down on a city, dyeing the ground black.
The earth began to shake and the grass began to tremble.
The rumbling sound of horse hooves sounded like a war drum in the heart of every Ming soldier.
Getting closer...getting closer...
Here we come!
In just a few breaths, the galloping warhorse arrived.
The moment the two sides came into contact, time seemed to have paused.
At that moment, the wind stopped and the rain stopped.
If you have a stop-motion camera, you can capture this scene.
The Ming army horses panted, their limbs muscles tensed, and accelerated forward. The soldiers on the horses had firm eyes, and blood was flowing on the slightly curled sabers in their hands, pointing at the enemy in front.
On the other hand, the Jiannu's horses were already exhausted. The soldiers on the horses had a look of fear on their faces, their right hands holding their weapons trembled uncontrollably, and they were looking back to check something.
Then, time was started again.
boom!
The two sides collided.
The high-speed moving war horses directly broke through the Jiannu’s defense line.
The soldier flew more than half a meter away, and died before he even hit the ground with blood spitting out of his mouth. The horses collided, and the Jiannu cavalryman who was hit immediately got up after falling to the ground and ran towards the floating bridge.
After just one charge, the Jiannu defense line collapsed.
They were already a tired army.
The only reason I have been able to fight until now is because of my faith and my longing for my hometown.
When death comes, only very few people can face it bravely.
However, they are not a minority.
The brave warriors of the Qing Dynasty, the elite of the Eight Banners, and the Zhengbai Banner, one of the top three banners, were all forgotten at this moment.
They had only one thought in their minds: run!
It’s horrible, so horrible.
At that moment, the Ming army was not the Ming army in their eyes, but gods.
Mortal bodies cannot resist gods.
The Eight Banners soldiers were suddenly thrown into chaos.
The soldiers in front scrambled to flee backwards.
Before the soldiers at the back could understand what was happening, they were pushed down by the soldiers in front, and then they were trampled endlessly.
The soldiers who turned around and fled first were not much better off. They were tripped by the people behind them and fell dizzy.
When they stood up and were about to continue running, they were greeted by the sharp blades of the Ming army.
Most of the casualties on the battlefield come from trampling on each other!
In a short while, the Eight Banners soldiers were trampling each other in the fight between horse and foot, with bows and armor scattered all over the ground, and corpses strewn all over the ground.
The Eight Banners soldiers who managed to escape stopped after running for a while because there was a flooded Wenyu River in front of them.
The river seems calm, but it is actually turbulent and dangerous.
"Stop! Stop quickly, there is a river ahead and we can't cross it!" The soldiers by the river saw that more and more people were behind them, and hurriedly shouted to stop them.
However.
In the chaos of the battlefield, not to mention the sounds, even the sound of artillery fire would be ignored by soldiers eager to escape.
Before the soldiers at the riverside could even finish their words, they were pushed down by the soldiers behind them who were fleeing.
At the banks of the Wenyu River, the Eight Banners soldiers fell into the water like dumplings.
The cotton armor, helmets, and weapons that usually protected them from harm became the devil's will at this moment.
These things were not light to begin with, and became even heavier after falling into the water. The soldiers struggled for a few times before being swept under the fast-flowing river and washed downstream.
In a short period of time, there were countless casualties.
The Eight Banners soldiers who did not fall into the water crowded on the shore, with the river in front of them and the pursuers behind them, and they didn't know what to do.
Immediately following.
Some clever Eight Banner soldiers began to take off their helmets and armor. If they fell into the water with their armor on, they would surely die, but if they took it off, they would have a chance of survival.
In the eyes of the Ming army, the Eight Banners soldiers without armor were no different from dead pigs. Amid the flashing of swords and the shadow of sabers, armor was everywhere. The Jiannu army was defeated and countless of them fell into the water and died.
The Ming army was divided into two teams, the front and the back. The front team rode forward on horseback to compress the Jiannu defense line and force the Eight Banners soldiers to retreat.
The rear team dismounted and formed teams of several people to finish off the wounded but not dead Eight Banners soldiers who were pretending to be dead.
The stench of blood immediately hit me in the face.
Bang bang bang!
There were continuous sounds of bird guns and muskets, and more than a dozen Ming cavalrymen fell off their horses.
Liu Wenyao looked carefully and saw that there was a group of Eight Banners soldiers gathered beside the pontoon bridge.
These people did not collapse like the cavalry, but instead formed a temporary position in the chaos using spears and the remaining wood from building pontoon bridges.
They held various weapons and used spears to block the cavalry attacks while counterattacking the Ming army.
Every charge by the cavalry was blocked by their spears in formation.
Even if some war horses rushed in, they would be killed by the spearmen behind them.
For a moment, both sides were deadlocked.
In fact, the Ming army could rely on cavalry to break through the defense line, but no one did it because it would result in heavy casualties.
Bake Yong would not do it. Before coming, Wu Sangui asked him to conserve his strength, and he would not be able to report to Wu Sangui after returning.
Wang Yongji would not do that. The soldiers under his command were all from the Guanning Army, the elite of the Ming army. They would not charge into the battle line in a suicidal way unless it was absolutely necessary.
Ma Dai would not do it either. He and Huang Degong had suffered enough casualties.
After Liu Wenyao killed an Eight Banners soldier with his sword, he urged his horse to charge towards the Jiannu infantry formation.
Ajige was pinned to the ground by two Eight Banners soldiers and could not move. He pushed them away, beating and scolding them, then stood up staggeringly and walked towards the pontoon bridge.
"Twelfth brother, run quickly!" Dorgon waved and shouted on the other side of the river.
"Hurry up, the Ming army is catching up!" Fan Wencheng stood next to Dorgon and pointed behind Ajige.
"Here it comes!" Ajige pounded his numb right leg hard and ran faster.
When he was only two meters away from the floating bridge, he heard the sound of horse hooves behind him.
Looking closely, hundreds of Ming cavalrymen were charging towards them on horseback.
They were wearing bulky armor, with soldiers' cotton armor tied to the chests of their horses, and they rushed towards the Jiannu infantry formation in a horizontal formation.
It’s Li Xianzhong.
He had already seen the pontoon bridge and the positions, and temporarily ordered the two hundred cavalrymen to wear two or three layers of armor, and the horses were also armored, temporarily transforming the light cavalry into heavy cavalry.
The terrifying momentum of the heavy cavalry immediately destroyed the defense formed by spears, and the remaining momentum continued, with the horses and soldiers rushing into the position at the same time.
The already few Jiannu infantry were hit and crushed to death by the war horses, and the seemingly indestructible defense line collapsed in an instant.
Li Xianzhong followed closely behind and led the remaining light cavalry to charge forward.
Amid the fleeing troops, Li Xianzhong's eyes were fixed on Ajige.
Although he had never seen this person in person, he had already memorized his appearance thousands of times in his mind.
The Li family and the Aisin-Gioro family have an irreconcilable feud.
In the 46th year of the Wanli reign (1618), the Jiannu captured Fushun, and soon Tieling was also captured. More than ten members of the Li family died in the battle, more than twenty were killed, and the city of Tieling was also massacred.
Today, the opportunity for revenge has come.
The horse is a fast horse and the sword is a light sword!
Li Xianzhong's warhorse leaped high, and the Qi family knife in his hand flashed in the air and stabbed directly into Ajige's back.
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