The lower reaches of Ningyuan River.
"Report!" The scout ran up to Hauge, panting heavily, "The Ming army's right wing is moving out!"
"How many soldiers?"
"Ten thousand infantry, with an unknown number of cavalry hiding in the back."
"Ten thousand infantrymen?" Hauge was a little surprised.
As far as he could remember, there had not been a battle involving more than 10,000 people between the two sides since the war began.
What happened to the Ming army today?
Want a decisive battle?
Looking at the fast-moving Ming infantry, Hauge said to Shangshan: "Give the artillery positions a death order, fire immediately when the Ming troops enter the firing range, otherwise you will be subject to military law."
"Your Highness..." Shang Shan reminded him seriously, "Our army has just sent two thousand infantrymen, and there are nearly two thousand cavalrymen fighting on the battlefield. It is very likely that they will be injured by mistake if we open fire at this time."
"Then withdraw them all. They are no match for the Ming army."
“Your Highness,” Shang Shan pointed at the advancing Ming infantry in the distance and said with a worried look on his face, “The Ming army is attacking. If we withdraw our troops now, I’m afraid... I’m afraid it will lead to a rout.”
Haoge was stunned and finally realized that he had fallen into Wang Yongji's trap.
But fortunately, he didn't expect the artillery to cause much damage.
After thinking quickly, Hauge gave the order: "Order the left wing to be divided into three armies, front, middle and rear, and maintain the formation to meet the enemy."
"yes."
The command flag waved, and Hauge's 10,000 troops on the left wing quickly moved out.
Among them, there were 6,000 infantry and 4,000 cavalry.
The terrain in the lower reaches of the Ningyuan River is narrow. Although Hauge's left wing has only half the strength of the Ming army, it is enough to deploy a formation and confront the Ming army.
Two steel torrents moved quickly across the field, approaching.
boom!
Various light firearms opened fire first. The densely packed bullets seemed to be very lethal, but were basically blocked by the tanks.
"Kill!" the soldiers roared and marched forward.
At this moment, their minds were blank, and their hands that were tightly holding the weapons were also pale.
Her cheeks turned red due to excitement.
"Kill!" With roars, the two sides collided with each other.
The Jiannu spearmen thrust out their spears.
The Ming army spearmen faced each other with their spears, and the two spear heads pierced each other's armor at the same time, leaving deep marks.
Seeing that they failed to penetrate the opponent's armor, both sides changed their attack targets to the head and face.
In order to avoid danger, the spearmen had to concentrate on dealing with the enemies in front of them.
The knife player's chance has come.
They held their shields in their left hands in front of them, looking for the spearmen's weaknesses.
Got it!
A Ming soldier used his left hand shield to block the spear attack, and his right hand sword slid forward along the spear, trying to cut the opponent's hand that was holding the spear.
The Jiannu spearman was unable to react in time and all the fingers on his right hand were cut off.
"Ah!" The Jiannu soldiers screamed miserably with their fingers connected to their hearts.
Just as the Ming army was about to move forward to finish off the enemy, the Jiannu's swordsmen and shieldmen pounced on them.
Both sides slashed with swords and smashed with shields.
They even hugged each other and wrestled, spitting and throwing dirt on each other's faces.
There is no civilization on the battlefield, only one rule: kill the enemy!
Bang!
The musketeer soldiers came to the back of the chariot, stepped on the body of the chariot, leaned out their upper bodies and called out names with their muskets.
The Ming army was equipped with a large number of bird guns.
At this distance, they hardly needed to aim. Every time they pulled the trigger, an enemy was shot and injured.
However, the soldiers in the battle were so pumped with adrenaline that they did not feel that they were shot.
But soon, the soldiers who lost too much blood began to feel weak and confused.
He fell to the ground and died under the attack of weapons.
whoosh!
The Jiannu archers began to fight back.
They first shot a wave of arrows at the Ming army formation, and then aimed at the musketeers behind the chariots.
The arrows shot by the infantry bows are powerful and heavy, and when combined with armor-piercing arrows, they can even penetrate armor directly at close range.
People kept falling on both sides.
When those in front fall, those behind will immediately take their place.
Under the blazing sun, the infantrymen fought with their flesh and blood.
While the infantry were fighting, the cavalry began to chase each other.
The two sides first looked for flaws in each other's army formation, and when they saw no chance, they turned their attention to each other.
The battlefield was filled with the sound of horse hooves and shouts of killing.
At first, the two sides were evenly matched, but as time went on, the Eight Banners Army gradually became exhausted.
It’s not that they can’t fight, but that they can’t hold on physically.
In recent days, both sides have carried out a lot of earthwork.
The Eight Banners soldiers dug trenches and the Ming army filled them.
It is well known that digging a ditch requires several times more physical strength than filling a ditch.
In order to resist the advance of the Ming army, the Eight Banners soldiers even worked in two shifts to dig trenches.
Under this level of labor, the Eight Banners soldiers, who were good at field combat, were exhausted.
Once on the battlefield, one can imagine how they performed.
Coupled with the powerful firearms of the Ming army, the Eight Banners soldiers fell one after another.
After more than an hour of fierce fighting, the Ming army infantry broke through the Eight Banners infantry formation.
From point to line, and from line to surface.
The Eight Banners infantry began to collapse.
Hauge divided the left wing into three armies: front, middle and rear. Although the front army was defeated, the middle army remained unmoved.
They stood in silence, allowing the deserter to run past them.
"kill!"
Amid shouts of killing, the left wing center of the Eight Banners Army advanced forward and began to fight with the pursuing Ming army.
On the slope in the distance, Hauge's face was as gloomy as water.
While giving orders to gather the defeated troops and reorganize their formation, he looked towards the northwest.
The gunfire coming from that direction was very sparse, and the battle did not seem to be intense.
"Herald!" Hauge roared with a sullen face.
"exist."
"Immediately take this king's order and go to Canglong Mountain to find Man Dahai and ask him to transfer half of his troops to support this place."
"Ah?" The herald officer was stunned. "The Guanning Army is attacking Canglong Mountain, and Prince Li..."
"Stop talking nonsense and go!"
"Yes." The herald left reluctantly.
Hauge knew very well that the troops he had were simply not enough to stop the Ming army.
The only way is to draw troops and support from Man Dahai.
Facing Man Dahai were Wu Sangui and his 40,000-strong Guanning Army.
Hauge guessed that Wu Sangui would not and dared not launch an all-out attack, so he thought of withdrawing troops from upstream.
The result was just as Hauge expected.
Wu Sangui would send out troops every day, but it was always a lot of noise but little results.
Even if there were casualties, they were all caused by non-elite troops.
It has no effect on his strength.
After receiving the military order, Man Dahai hesitated for a moment and shouted to the person beside him: "Lekedehun."
"I am here." Lekedehun urged his horse to come in front of Mandahai.
"I will give you 15,000 soldiers and horses, rush to support Prince Su immediately!"
"Yes!" Lekedehun rushed away with the order.
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