The 6,000 cavalry of the Han army, under the cover of the cannon on the river, advanced along the river, broke through the Ming army's blockade, and threatened Zheng Chenggong's flank.

At this time, 60,000 Ming troops were facing each other, and with Zhu Youjian's ceremonial guard and Zheng Chenggong's flag, they retreated westward.

In the wilderness, the red waves retreated across the wilderness, like the retreating tide of the sea. The black figure of the Han army was chasing weapons, and countless black dots rushed into the red dots, constantly swallowing the red figures.

There were muskets everywhere on the battlefield and facing the Han army who were fleeing to the back of the Ming army.

The trigger was pulled, and with a "bang", a cloud of blood mist rose from the Ming soldiers and fell to the ground.

The Han army musketeers immediately strode forward with bayonets and chased the retreating Ming army.

For a time, twenty square formations of the Han army crossed the trenches and horse-resisted by the Ming army, broke through the high-level defense line of the Ming army, and advanced towards Nanjing.

At this time, the Han King's big banner moved forward, and Zhao Ming stood upright and walked slowly forward.

"Report! King!" At this time, a message soldier rushed over and reported urgently: "Jin Shenghuan, Li Chengdong is coming to the flanks of our army!"

Zhao Ming narrowed his eyes and shouted in a deep voice: "I will continue to pursue, ignoring it!" Zhao Ming said solemnly: "Tell Tang Tong to ensure that he must block the enemy and protect the safety of his formation!"

"Here!" The cavalry saluted with fists, and several cavalrymen with flags on their backs galloped away immediately.

At this time, because Zheng Chenggong retreated, the Han army pursued the battlefield, moving from the north of Maoshan to the northwest of Maoshan, approaching Qixia Mountain and Zhongshan line in the eastern suburbs of Nanjing.

In this way, the flanks and rear formations of the Han army's main formation were placed in front of Li Chengdong and Jin Shenghuan.

The Ming army, which was pressing up from Maoshan, directly threatened the Han army's side and behind, posing a huge threat to the Han army.

The sound of "dongdongdongdongdongdong" stairs and drums sounded, and the elite Ming army gathered on the southern line advanced like a wall and poured down like a mudslide.

The infantry of the Han army marched to the north of Baohua Mountain and Tangshan Mountain.

Tang Tong immediately waved his hand, and the Han army of ten battalions immediately stood still, like a long dragon and a large embankment, blocking the Ming army coming from the south and guarding the flanks of its own formation.

Thirty thousand Han troops were formed into two rows, placing between the two mountains, and the fronts stretched for several miles.

At this time, the cavalry with flags on their backs galloped past each battalion, and while moving the horse whip, he quickly passed the military order, "Stop and turn to meet the enemy!"

"The whole army stopped!"

“Everyone has it, turn left!”

The officers of each battalion shouted one after another, and saw the Han soldiers moving westward stomping from west to east, stepping on the ground one after another, standing on the spot, and then turning in the spot one after another.

In a moment, 30,000 Han troops faced the southeast together, forming a horizontal formation with a front width of several miles.

"The whole army! Carry a gun!" The queue rustled. The first time to the defense line, three rows of musketeers held the flintlock musket with standard movements, and pointed the bayonet diagonally upwards. A cold bayonet jungle suddenly grew on the Han army's front.

At this time, Tang Tong stood under the banner with a horse, pulled out the thousand-mile mirror, and glanced at the south. In the camera, Ming soldiers pressed over like a wall, and there was also a bayonet jungle that was undulating with pace in front.

"A gun roaring battle!" Tang Tong looked serious and waved his hand to order, "Bombing!"

Artillery was launched in the Han army's front, and at the same time, the Han army, which occupied Baohua Mountain, also began to fire artillery.

Jin Shenghuan led the army and saw the Han army front, immediately waved his hand, "Take back Baohua Mountain! Reinforce Tangshan!"

Nearly ten thousand Ming troops shouted and left the formation and headed towards the two-winged hills.

Li Chengdong saw the Han army musketeers standing with guns, layer by layer, with a gloomy face, but he still ordered: "Press up!"

Li Chengdong and Zhao Ming had a good relationship before, so he took advantage of the opportunity to send mercenaries to Liaodong and asked Zhao Ming for a large number of firearms.

In addition, Li Chengdong also borrowed debts from the Han Dynasty and owed hundreds of thousands of taels to him for squandering and purchasing equipment.

However, because he only borrowed but did not repay, and his reputation was low, the Han Dynasty later stopped lending to him.

If Li Chengdong defeats Zhao Ming this time, he doesn't have to pay back the money, but if he doesn't win, he won't pay it back.

Due to the long-term battle with the Han army, Li Chengdong also created a flintlock team of nearly 10,000 people through various means. In addition, Zheng Chenggong and Jin Shenghuan's musketeers, about 30,000 people were lined up and pressed towards the Han army's front.

For a moment, the bayonets in the front formation rose and fell, and the spears in the back formation were like forests. Li Chengdong drove the horse slowly and directed the army to move forward in the fire of artillery, gradually approaching to a distance of 200 steps. The Han army's field bronze cannons bombarded from time to time, and iron bombs splashed mass of soil near the Ming army array, and several formations were penetrated by artillery shells.

A fast horse caught up with the Han King's flag and shouted to Zhao Ming: "Report to the king, Tangshan has not been captured, General Li Qichen has been killed, and Zhou Bin, the commander of Jianrui Camp, is gathering his troops!"

Zhao Ming's mouth twitched, but there was no immortal on the battlefield. If a Tangshan was not taken down, it would make the southern line more dangerous, but our formation was chasing Zheng Chenggong, and he had already jumped over the high line. He had no turning back when he opened his bow. The army could only move forward.

"King! Look!" At this time, Wang Shuang, the guard beside him exclaimed.

Zhao Ming looked up and saw a crowd suddenly appearing in front of the escaped Ming Formation.

Zhao Ming hurriedly took out the Qianli Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile Mile, and saw Rulin's long spear intertwined, and flags were waving all over the sky. At least 50,000 or 60,000 Ming soldiers formed a formation on the line between Qixia Mountain and Zhongshan, and had been waiting for it for a long time.

The Qianli Mile Mile Moves along the front line and finally lands on a large flag in the middle.

"It's a high school merit!" Zhao Ming looked serious, and the Han army met the Ming army's second line of defense.

Du Yinxi broke Nanjing, and Zhu Yihai had only the imperial city left. When he attacked Nanjing, he drew tens of thousands of elite troops to reinforce Zheng Chenggong, so that the Ming army participating in the war had more than 200,000 troops.

Zheng Chenggong and Zhu Youjian led their troops around the formation, preparing to gather the troops and horses behind Gao Yigong and form a new front.

At this time, another fast horse ran towards him, "Report! King, fight on the southern front!"

When Zhao Ming heard the words, he hurriedly looked south with a thousand-mile mirror. He saw two almost parallel smoke belts rising up more than ten miles away, extending from the middle to the two wings.

It was the gun smoke from the two armies firing at each other and the muskets were sprayed out.

Zhao Ming couldn't help but feel excited. Tens of thousands of troops were raiding guns at each other, and the scene was really shocking.

The decisive battle was proceeding according to the plan of both sides. Zheng Chenggong had achieved his goal. Now, as long as the first-year high school function stabilizes the front line, blocks the Han army, and allows him to collect his troops and re-form the formation, he can block the main Han army's attack.

By then, Jin Shenghuan and Li Chengdong's army would be defeated from the south.

On the other hand, the Han army also carried out combat according to its own strategy. As long as Tang Tong could block the Ming army on the southern front, the rest would depend on whether Zhao Ming could break through the obstacles of Gao Yigong and Zheng Chenggong.

Zhao Ming took back the Qianli Miles Miles, and the southern front had already fought. Tang Tong was buying time for him. Zhao Ming no longer had to worry, nor could he worry. Once Zheng Chenggong defeated his troops and Yu Gaoyi became a formation again, the Han army would lose.

At this time, Zhao Ming stretched out his hand, took the iron rod, and shouted loudly that shocked the entire army at the top of his lungs, "The brave will win when we meet on a narrow road! The musket team will be in full swing, and then press on! The cavalry will detour and defeat the blocking enemy!"

The horn sounded on the battlefield, and the pursuing Han army musketeers slowed down when they heard the sound. The Han army soldiers chasing them in scattered lines gathered together and reunited into three rows. After a short rest, they took a step together and pressed directly towards the Ming formation.
Chapter completed!