The cold wind kept blowing on his face, but Zuoling Weng Adei's heart became colder, as if it was gradually freezing.

After Du Du divided his troops, Weng Audai led a thousand cavalry to sweep south to eliminate the small harassing troops of the Ming army. After two attempts, he finally caught the Ming army in Beidianzi.

Unfortunately, this Ming army was not a small group, but a brigade, and it was all cavalry.

Being trapped!

Weng Adei only woke up at this time. Not only was his team of thousands of cavalry surrounded by thousands of Ming cavalry, but Du Du and Ajige, who also knew that the large troops of the Ming army had entered Jianzhou.

At least two thousand Ming cavalry had appeared on the road. They abandoned their horses and stomped in their arms, held muskets, and set up three-sided attack formations on both sides of the road and the road, waiting for the Qianqi Jiannu to fall into the pocket formation.

The retreat has been cut off. Weng Audai has experienced the power of the Ming army's muskets and will not fall into the trap and fall into the sea of ​​fire.

Only by rushing forward and breaking the Ming army's obstacles, Weng Audai quickly made a judgment, believing that there is still hope to break through the battle formation of the Ming cavalry in front of him.

Because the Ming cavalry did not dismount and set up the formation in front of him, he used muskets to fight, but still rode on the horse, and made a stance of charging and cavalry battle.

With the Jurchens' cavalry and martial arts, Weng Adei hoped to engage in cavalry battles with the Ming army. He was still a little confident in this.

"Destroy the enemy, my great golden cavalry will be invincible." Weng Adayai waved his battle knife, pointed forward with force, and howled like a wolf.

The sound of horse hooves rumbling, and the Ming cavalry took the lead in launching, hundreds of cavalry emerged from the battle formation and trotted towards Jiannu.

"Crash, kill!" Jiannu let out a thrill of courage and cheering, and the front row of cavalry started one after another and headed towards the Ming cavalry.

On the wide battlefield, withered yellow leaves and weeds and mottled black soil were trampled by heavy horse hooves. The earth was trembling, and the raised saber flashed with the sunlight, which shone brightly.

"Kill, rush!" Another team of Ming cavalry launched, and the shouts shook the world. After following the wall of friendly cavalry, the gap gradually adjusted, forming an indestructible wall.

The enemy and our cavalry were getting closer and closer, and the Jiannu cavalry howled, and they set off their bows and arrows, preparing to get closer, so they first had a rain of arrows.

Boom, boom, boom... The Ming army's cavalry suddenly picked up the musket and shot lead bullets at Jiannu.

After the shooting, the Ming cavalry rushed to the side in one stroke and handed over the mission of rushing to the cavalry wall behind him.

This is a new way of playing. Kong Youde hopes that the lancers he led can also show their faces, at least create some chaos for Jiannu and create better fighter jets for the flying cavalry.

It is very difficult for cavalry to load ammunition on the horse, so they can only be loaded in advance and fired for one round.

However, this round of musket shooting was indeed beyond Jiannu's expectations. Many Jiannu people were on their backs, and many war horses were disturbed by the sound of fire and guns, jumping up in shock, disrupting the rhythm of Jiannu's cavalry.

Despite this, the impact of the Jiannu cavalry was still there and the impact was limited.

Many Jiannu also shot out bows and arrows, then pulled out weapons, and faced the Ming cavalry wall that was running towards the mercedes.

The Ming cavalry waved their swords in their hands and drew their bows and arrows, but they only wanted to protect the war horses. The armor on their bodies was enough to resist the shooting of Jiannu's cavalry's bow.

Some Ming cavalry fell to the ground, but the gap was quickly filled with cavalry on both sides and left and right, and the horizontal teams retreated inward, and maintained sufficient density when they were receiving the enemy.

"Kill!" The shouts in unison, accompanied by countless raised swords, at the moment of catching the enemy, countless war horses fell down together, flashing countless dazzling cold lights.

The cavalry commander Maohai was a little confused. On the opposite side were a row of iron faces with expressions that were invisible, and a row of swords falling from the air. He hesitated to fight, subconsciously slowed down the horse speed, and retracted the sword to parry.

Dang, Dang! Two consecutive hits came from the knife, and then Maohai heard a "click" sound, and severe pain hit the whole body.

The third battle knife was cut down obliquely, removed Maohai's right arm, and held the scimitar with his broken hand and fell down together.

"Ah——" Maohai let out a long scream, then stopped abruptly. The sword that had been slashed down was dragged horizontally and cut off his head.

The dead man's head fell on the ground, with his eyes wide open. If Maohai could still think, he would definitely regret hesitate to put away the knife. If he cut him against him, at least he could pull a cushion, which would be a waste of his name as the Jianzhou Warrior.

Facing the impact of the cavalry wall and facing several cut swords, hesitation is death, and retreating and parrying is death, at most one change.

But this is the instinctive reaction of a person. He doesn't blink when he is about to start. If you cut me and I will cut you, your decisive efforts will not be changed in an instant.

The cavalry wall tactics have been practiced for more than a year. How to adjust the speed of the impact, how to fill the gap, and how to break away after the impact have formed mature and complete norms.

This is more skillful and reasonable than the naturalized cavalry battalion. Pushing a cavalry wall, the uneven Jiannu cavalry were chopped down one by one.

There was no place to use any martial arts or riding skills. This was beyond Jiannu's expectations and caused them to completely fail in this completely unfamiliar fierce confrontation.

The cavalry wall changed direction and flew away obliquely, and could still maintain a relatively neat arrangement, like a sickle, harvesting Jiannu who blocked the road; while another cavalry wall had already come to usher in the Jiannu cavalry.

Liu Xingzuo held up a telescope, observed the situation on the battlefield, and issued another order.

A team of cavalry launched, trotting and adjusting the direction of the queue and impact. This time, it was not a head-on collision, but a slanted towards the battlefield.

After the cavalry rushed out thirty or forty meters, another cavalry trot started, also charging diagonally, opposite to the direction of the team, diagonally to the right.

The cavalry wall tactics of the front, left, right, two hundred cavalry, hundreds of cavalry, fifty cavalry, thirty cavalry, twenty cavalry, and the Beijing Flying Cavalry Camp are already quite proficient in tactics, and can adjust changes according to the enemy's strength and the actual situation on the battlefield.

The cavalry walls rushed on the wide battlefield, with smoke and dust rising, swords flashing cold lights, people shouting and neighing, making people's blood rushing and staring.

"Happy, happy." Kong Youde's eyes were about to burst out from his socket, and he waved his fists and shouted, "This is called war, so he... he's so happy."

After shouting excitedly, Kong Youde looked around and scolded loudly: "What are you doing when you are stupid? Go out with both wings and use muskets to kill me."

The lances started, ran forward from the edge of the battlefield, stopped at the right distance, quickly listed three long battle lines, and raised their guns to aim.

Weng Aday watched his cavalry not only unable to break through and advance in the Ming army's wall-style charge, but was chopped and rolled up, and his eyes were almost falling out.

Of course, the Ming army also suffered losses, but it was completely disproportionate. Moreover, even one-to-one exchange was not something that Weng Audai could accept.

You know, the cavalry he led was only one thousand. And judging from the number of cavalry in the Ming army, two or three thousand is certain.

The corpses also saw that the more they fought, the less they were. The neat cavalry pushed the side and the swords were slashed together. The cavalry on their own were separated in a staggered manner. At the moment of fighting, they basically had to face two or three, or even more enemies.

But what if you know the key points? Not to mention not having time, even if you have time, you can only practice the same fighting style as your enemy.

You cut me with one knife, I cut you with one knife, this is how people fight for others...

Weng Adaye smiled bitterly, knowing that Dajin and Daming competed for manpower are no different from seeking death.

It is rare to be spared today. Weng Aday pulled out the sword, and showed a resolute look on his face. He swung his sword and shouted: "Warriors, follow me to kill, kill!"

"Kill, kill!" Jiannu let out a dying roar like a wolf howl, and they all accelerated and rushed forward.

Boom, boom, boom...

The lances, who were already in position on both wings, shot rows of lead bullets at Jiannu. Although the distance was relatively long and the best range was not the best, under the dense firepower, they could hit the enemy with the help of the missile.

"Kill!" Liu Xingzuo raised the cavalry rifle in his hand, roared and pointed forward, leading a team of cavalry to sweep away.

"Kill!" Another team of cavalry started behind him, shouting and rushing towards the battlefield.

"Kill!" After the impact, the cavalry team reorganized on the battlefield and shouted again to rush towards the battlefield. Their attack directions were different, and they collided diagonally toward the rear team of the Jiannu cavalry.

The swords and guns fought in the air, flashing a terrifying light.

Blood splattered, screamed and shouted, and the war horses cried. In the sunlight that was falling westward, the enemy and us fought a tragic battle with total casualties.

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Boom, boom, boom...

The sound of cannons shook the sky and the earth, breaking the silence of the morning, and it could be heard by the Jiannu camp several miles away.

"The Ming army has captured the city?" The old slave's eyes narrowed, pushed away his job, stood up suddenly, and ordered loudly: "Send the order to complete the army out of the camp."

There was soon a chaotic riot in the Jiannu camp. The officers from various departments commanded them, and teams of troops drove out of the camp and approached Haicheng.

The sound of cannons rumbled, and it never stopped, constantly hitting the old slave's heart.

It is impossible to confront the Ming army for a long time, but Lao Nu still hopes that the Ming army will attack the city quickly. He may be able to find the opportunity to attack inside and outside.

But the Ming army really started to attack the city, and the old slave couldn't help but feel uneasy and had complicated ideas.

The closer you get, the clearer the sound of cannons can be heard, and you can even see the black smoke coming out of Haicheng, and the old slave's face became more and more serious.

Boom! A shell hit the battlement hard, and the bricks were flying, and the splashing bricks hit two soldiers guarding the city. They covered their faces and screamed.

Another shell shot, and at the west gate tower, the broken bricks and wood fell down in dust, and a thick gray mist rose.

In Tong Yangxing's eyes, a cannonball drew an arc across the city wall and landed in the city. After a while, there was a loud noise and a burst of exclamation.

More shells fell into the air, and explosions rang out in the city.

Bombardment, siege! The Ming army finally launched, but Tong Yangxing's face was calm, but he was frightened and frightened.

In his opinion, even if the Ming army did not attack the city, the food, grass and supplies in the city could not last long. The siege of the city had already been established, and if there were no reinforcements to support the camp, Haicheng would definitely not be able to defend it.

As for the internal and external attacks, Tong Yangxing did not have such hope. Facing the Ming army's deep ditch barriers, the firearms were sharp, and relying on the soldiers and generals in the city, rushing hard would almost mean death.

Therefore, Tong Yangxing could only hope that the reinforcements' offense could break the siege. Or when the Ming army camp collapsed, he would go out of the city to attack.

"It's just that the firearm is fierce." Shuoto snorted coldly, "When you reach Pancheng to attack, you will definitely kill him and flow into a river of blood."

Tong Yangxing woke up from his meditation, stroked his beard and jaw head, and echoed: "What Mr. Beile said is very true. Since ancient times, attacking the city has caused corpses everywhere and heavy losses. It is a delusion for the Ming army to use firearms to shock our army."

Shuotou turned his head and looked north with a smile on his face, "Listen, reinforcements have been dispatched to pick us up."

Tong Yangxing also heard the whimpering horn, and smiled, saying, "The Khan will definitely win the victory in his own battle."

The horns were sobbing, the ghosts cried, and the wolf cried, and the Jiannu tens of thousands of troops formed a battle formation. More than two miles away from the Ming army camp, the flags were waving, which showed great power.

Xiong Tingbi held up his telescope and looked at it for a moment, and ordered in a deep voice: "Order the artillery to be prepared for bombardment, and wait for the officer to order to bombard the enemy violently."

The commander bowed and answered, trotted off the general's platform and went to send the command.

At this distance, although the Red Cannon that fires solid artillery shells can be bombarded by flat-firing and killing the enemy, it is no longer effective range and its power is greatly reduced.

But Jiannu obviously did not know the accurate data of the rockets and the Ming Dynasty. Xiong Tingbi was not in a hurry. When Jiannu came to attack, he covered all the fire from muskets to cannons, from a hundred meters to two miles.

Nurhaci's order sounded the trumpet, but he was not in a hurry to attack. This was for the defenders in the city to hear that reinforcements were outside the city, and they could stabilize the morale of the army and defend the city desperately.
To be continued...