Whether you live or die, I will be with you today. The hundreds of millions of people behind you will also be proud of you! Fight, Stone Pillar Army! Let the enemy smash in front of the Sichuan army of the Ming Dynasty! Let's fight, school practice guards! I am a brother who lives and dies with you! Fight, my Imperial Cavalry and Northern Cavalry! Kill the Tartars who trample on my territory, and restore the glory of my former Ming Dynasty! This is our battlefield, this is our great cause, for the great revival of the Ming Dynasty, kill! The Ming army will win! ”

With Zhu Si's shouting, all the officers and men of the Shizhu Army, the School Training Guard, the Imperial Cavalry and the Northern Army Cavalry all issued a cry of victory, and in the face of the iron wind set off by hundreds of thousands of Qing cavalry, their hearts were like rocks, and their momentum was like a rainbow.

Dolgon's forward heavy cavalry soon crashed into the mountain, and today's Stone Pillar Army is not alone, if the great woman Qin Liangyu is still alive, she will definitely never let out the sadness and lament of 'the building will fall, and it will be difficult to support a tree'. Beside this Shizhu army, which once fought bloodily in the Hunhe River, today there are imperial cavalry, cavalry of the Northern Army, school training guards, and the emperor of the Ming Dynasty. In this battle, no one will back down!

The heavy cavalry of the Qing army was fighting the sharp edge of the Shizhu army's spear forest with their own armor, and captured the spears of the Sichuan army with the flesh and blood of their own and war horses. They fell; They tumble; They clutched the spears that pierced their chests and moved on; They are launching a beastly charge with their lives.

The wolves were finally about to break through the fence, but Zhu Si blew the horn at this time, and ordered the cavalry of the Ma Wannian Imperial Camp on the left and right flanks and the cavalry of Wang Yongzhen's Northern Army to kill the two ribs of the wolf pack. The earth is shaking, and the world is about to change. Dorgon didn't have a chance to charge again, and though he finally broke through the tight fence of the Pillar Army, he was immediately locked in the middle of a fourth battle.

Hong Chengchou behind the Qing army was holding his long sword high, and his shouting was hoarse and couldn't be heard clearly, but there was no need to hear it clearly. For his voice, which had already been broken, had never uttered only one word: 'Charge!' 'Yes, charge, charge, charge. Because the Qing army wanted to break through, they only thought about getting rid of the entanglement behind them. And every time he is repulsed, Hong Chengchou will definitely command the army to make a comeback again.

Zhu Si raised his mace, and when the whole army had already rushed towards the enemy from all sides, he also led the cavalry of the school training guard to bypass the Shizhu Army and enter the battlefield behind the cavalry of the Northern Army. In this decisive battle, the Ming Emperor only wore an extra pair of placket chain mail than before, and the chain mail was still covered with the worn cotton armor he often wore.

didn't even wear a scarf on his head, only an ordinary iron jacket, which looked so ordinary and so ordinary. His lips were covered with severance marks, like a bloodthirsty tiger. The beard on his cheeks and jaw was frosty and dusty. His figure is much stronger than it was back then, and there is an inevitable pride between his eyebrows. Although the variegated horse is not a good horse, it is always stable and will never suddenly break out and injure its owner. And for this old friend, Zhu Si has never given up. The surface of the mace had long since turned black-brown, and the layers of dry color were like the severance marks on his lips, a testimony of bloodthirstiness; The robes were sewn and mended, and the scars on the emperor's body were covered with years.

This is Zhu Si, a man who has grown up with the Ming Dynasty, and an emperor who has never forgotten his original intention. There are ravines in the heart, ambitions are thousands of miles, and they are tempered into steel, and they are not born for themselves. After five years of campaigning, once the enemy was broken, the combat boots were worn out, and the iron clothes were bloody. a mended robe, a mortal with a great heart; On the back of an ordinary flowered horse, it carries the soul of a great empire.

And when one soul is about to collide with another; When many years of waiting finally have a result; When hundreds of millions of Ming people have exhausted half a century of bloodshed and hard work to dream of that victory! All the shame and waiting, struggling and being forced, dreams and reality, finally at this moment, our Ming finally won!

The elite of the Eight Banners, who had experienced a hundred battles, finally couldn't hold it anymore, and they had already broken through the eighteen formations set up for them by Zhu Si in a row. thought that victory was in sight, but unexpectedly, the Ming army launched a fierce attack on them on all sides with weak forces at the last moment. Many people fell from heaven to hell at once, and the knives of the Ming army may not be sharp, but this group of fierce and brave natural warriors was finally suppressed by the Ming army, which was even more ruthless and fierce than them. They fell off their horses one after another, the footsteps of the war horses were wandering, and the hearts of this group of natural warriors also began to wander. The warriors were not afraid of casualties, but they feared destruction without any hope of victory. In this protracted battle, their unparalleled perseverance and courage finally lost. Defeated by an army that is more resilient and less afraid of sacrifice.

Yes, for Dorgon, who had been waiting for him for five years, he needed this decisive victory just as badly. This decisive battle, which lasted for several months, was of great significance to the survival of the national fortune for any side of the Ming and Qing dynasties. Seeing that the sky was dark above the battlefield, the fires around him suddenly rose, and the Ming army around him was vigorous, Dolgon refused to believe that the Ming army, which had suffered such huge losses, and the Ming army, which was already at a numerical disadvantage, actually launched a siege on all sides against the Qing Iron Cavalry!

Is this still the Ming army that he has always been familiar with and knows well? Is this still the cowardly, timid, selfish and treacherous Han people who refused to move forward with the whole army on the banks of the Hunhe River, and let the backbone forces of the entire dynasty suffer annihilation?

The cannonballs landed accurately in the concentration of the Qing army, and almost every loud bang knocked over some of the men, and every shell seemed to hit Dorgon's tense nerves, which were about to break. It's just that the first one to have a nervous breakdown was not Dolgon, but Zilharang: "Regent, my fourteenth brother, I beg you, we can't fight anymore, leave some seeds for the Qing Dynasty!" Zilharan cried out to Dolgon, and his tone was already pleading.

Dolgon's eyes were scattered, and he said in a leisurely tone, "I don't want to leave some seeds back!" But now that there are enemies on all sides, how easy is it to break through? "Dorgon also has a word of suffering. Zilharang perked up and gathered his thoughts and said to Dolgon: "I have observed that the cavalry of the Ming army in the north are all southern barbarians, short in stature and not good at riding. The cavalry in the south were all from the north, and there were the most elite school guards of the Ming army behind them. It is still possible to immediately launch a breakthrough to the weakest north, but if you hesitate, it may be difficult to support it. Even if we are lucky enough to win a crushing victory, what is the point of our country? The Ming Dynasty will form an innumerable army, and the Qing Dynasty is over! We simply can't hold it. ”

Dorgon let out a long sigh, and he didn't know how much sadness, helplessness, bitterness, and remorse there was in his sigh. His lips trembled, his body trembled, and his heart trembled. "How so? Why is this the case! Dolgon's tears flowed in his eyes, and he said indignantly: "We want to be in the universe, to subdue the four seas, and to open up an unprecedented peaceful and prosperous world!" But the sky doesn't allow it, and it can't be done by manpower! Born to give, what is Zhu Youlang to give? It's a pity that I'm not Confucius, and our opponent is not Huan Wei! can only say that sentence: 'Both are born and Yu is born, and he is bright.' ”

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