After another wave of shooting, the Mongolian cavalry suffered more than sixty percent casualties, in fact, there were almost no wounded soldiers, and almost all the wounded soldiers were trampled into minced meat by the war horses behind, mixed with blood and dew, and became a feast of human flesh on the earth.

In the core area of the battlefield, the dewdrops, grasslands, and black soil are all dyed blood red, and the morning glow is the same temperature and color as the blood.

There were no intact corpses on the ground, let alone piles of corpses, and no one knew how many people had died.

If you pay attention to the ownerless war horses, you can estimate the losses of the Mongol cavalry, but unfortunately, the soldiers on both sides have energy on each other, and they have no leisure to take care of the battlefield.

Xu Jie stared at the 200-step blockade line to the death, as long as the Mongolian cavalry could not cross this blockade line, even if the battle continued until late afternoon and dusk, it was best for the Mongolian cavalry to die.

Zhumala and Kakai gradually retreated to the rear of their respective teams, but they still involuntarily moved forward slowly with the cavalry, and their hearts gradually became uneasy.

The warriors at the front, only two hundred steps away from the position of the Mandate of Heaven, were filled with corpses, and they should have been filled.

These 200 steps of yellow earth are like a huge bottomless pit, no matter how many people fill in it, there is no hope of filling it, why is this?

Could it be that the Mandate of Heaven has a demon spell that puts all the warriors into a magic bottle?

The warriors walked on the mutilated corpses and blood of their comrades, but ......

Dozens of paces away, Zhu Mala saw the same dazed Kakai, the white flag was still there, but Kakai seemed to have lost his soul, and was stretching his neck to look ahead.

Zhumala left the white flag, turned his horse and leaned towards Kakai, who seemed to see a savior, and hurriedly raised the horsewhip in his hand and said, "Zhumala, what is going on?" ”

Zhumala's face was pale, and under the light of the sun, he was much fairer and more tender than usual, but in his heart, he was deeply uneasy, if he knew what was going on, how could he rush over and ask Kakai?

It seems that Kakai doesn't know what's going on either.

I had to ask Changshengtian, but unfortunately, Changshengtian didn't seem to favor today's Mongolian warriors.

Whether it is the Qing Dynasty or the Horqin Department of Mongolia, there are many people who have given up the immortal heaven and the shaman, but have listened to the agitation of the lamas and changed to worship the Buddha, however, when the Mongols need help, Buddha, where are you?

Of so many warriors, didn't one take refuge in the Buddha?

Zhumala said that he would not believe anything.

It seems that the Buddha, like the Immortal Heaven, will not favor the Mongols for the time being.

He secretly reined in the reins of the horse, quietly slowed down the horse's speed, and just stopped in front of Kakai, seeing Kakai's desperate eyes, because of his arrival, a glimmer of hope rose, and his heart seemed to be pricked by a needle, "Kakai, the situation doesn't seem right!"

"Zhumala also feels wrong?" Kakai seemed to have found a soulmate, and the dead fish-like gray in his eyes had obviously decreased a lot, "Zhumala, the warriors have been attacking, but there is no shouting and killing in front of them......"

"The warriors didn't cross the distance of two hundred paces," Zhu Mala seemed to understand, and he unconsciously shuddered in his heart, "These Heavenly Mandate Army, these Han dogs ......"

"Zhumala, you mean that the warriors are all dead in these two hundred steps?" Kakai's face was stunned, and his eyes returned to the dead fish ash just now, "This...... It's horrible......"

Who's to say it's not scary? If he had a choice, Zhumala hoped that Dorgon would send more cavalry, or let the cavalry of the Qing Dynasty attack in front, and he would follow behind to get some scraps and cold burning, even if he didn't want military merit.

What is military merit compared to the life of the Warrior Gate?

These were the most elite cavalry of the Mongols!

At this time, Kakai's eyes suddenly flickered, "Zhumala, if we withdraw our troops now, will it be considered a violation of the order of the emperor's uncle regent?" ”

"Withdrawal?" Zhumala was startled, thought for a moment, whipped on the horse's back, and caught up with the cavalry at the end of the line, "Kakai, you dare to clearly disobey the orders of the emperor's uncle regent?" Are you looking for death, didn't you see the face of the emperor's uncle regent just now? ”

Kakai patted his horse to catch up, "Zhumala, the battle situation is unfavorable, it is already very obvious, even if you don't withdraw the army back, you must let the warriors withdraw temporarily, and wait for a way to come up ......"

The speed of the cavalry attack was too fast, and Zhu Mala's war horse also ran with it, "The rangers of the imperial uncle and regent are watching nearby, you dare to retreat?" The Mongol cavalry has always been brave in battle, and there is no retreat, even if they are temporarily withdrawn, what can you come up with? ”

"The warriors cannot die in vain, and now they must withdraw their troops." Kakai glanced forward, the situation ahead was not very clear, but on the position of the Heavenly Mandate Army opposite, the bright Kyushu military flag was particularly dazzling.

"Kakai, are you crazy?" Zhumala glared at him fiercely, "When two armies fight, morale is the most important, you don't know that once you retreat the warriors and let them see blood and death, they will lose the courage to attack, and you will no longer be able to organize a new attack." ”

"No, no matter what, I'm going to leave a few seeds for the Mongolian white flag!" Kakai suddenly smelled a smell of blood, and couldn't help but be secretly surprised.

Today is a northerly wind, and the smell of blood can be transmitted against the wind, which shows the heavy casualties, and the location of the casualties is also very close.

He clamped his legs on the horse's belly, caught up with the rear of the group again, and looked forward, and could not help but be stunned, about three hundred paces ahead, there were mutilated corpses everywhere, even minced meat, but not a single intact corpse could be found.

The whole land was dark red, and the wide range was shocking to him.

These blood and minced meat are definitely not the Han dogs on the other side, the Han dogs are still hundreds of steps away, and it is impossible for the strong wind to blow their corpses to this side.

A stream of blood rushed to his head, and Kakai felt the world spinning......

Zhuma Laze caught up with the horse, he also saw the blood and minced meat on the ground, and a few war horses lying in the blood due to serious injuries, his brows were twisted into a whip, he looked at the opposite side, and the faces of the soldiers of the Heavenly Mandate Army could almost be seen clearly!

The "bang" of gunfire was incessant, and it seemed to be overhead.

I've arrived here, so I just stepped forward to take a look.

Kakai was awakened by the sound of the horse's hooves, and instead of greeting Zhumala, he asked his guards to go and give the order: Withdraw immediately!

The Mongolian cavalry with white flags was galloping at high speed, trying their best to break through the blockade line composed of the rifles of the Mandate of Heaven, and after receiving the order, the war horse turned sharply to the right, the left leg on the saddle was almost empty, the body was completely tilted to the right, and the center of gravity was no longer on the horse's back.

The Mongols are indeed superb in riding, and if they are replaced by Han Chinese, even if they are cavalry soldiers, such extreme actions will make many people fall off their horses.

Xu Jiesheng had been watching the battle behind the gunman, and when he saw such a battle, he immediately understood, and unconsciously shouted: "The Tartars want to escape, increase the range, and shoot freely!"

"Bang, bang, bang......"

In response to Xu Jiesheng, there was only a denser gunshot.

The Mongolian Zhengbai Flag is still attacking, but the number of people has decreased, and the momentum is much weaker.

A cavalryman who was blocking in front of him screamed, was shot and fell off his horse, giving up the space in front of him, and the world seemed to open up a lot at once.

But Jumala was furious, he drew his scimitar from his waist, and was about to curse, but he didn't watch out for a bullet whistling towards him, and it was too late for him to dodge.

The bullet hit him right in the chest.

Zhu Mala felt a huge impact, leaned back, and almost fell from the horse's hips, and the scimitar fell out of his hand, and with a "dang bang", he fell to the ground.

The guards shouted and caught up from behind, but the bullets were faster.

Zhu Mala could only feel the familiar impact, this impact was very uncomfortable, he struggled to open his eyes to see the source of this impact, in his eyes, the Kyushu military flag flying high on the opposite position, was waving in the wind, and the ground was full of red ......

Zhu Mala suddenly felt that he was so tired, so tired that he couldn't even open his eyes, and his upper and lower eyelids had just closed, and it was like a huge black mountain pressing down on him, so that he fell from his horse.

The guards of the "Banner Owner......" still wanted to say goodbye to Zhuma La, but more rifles had already been aimed at them, and in the sound of "bang", they fell off their horses one after another and followed their banner master......

The Mongolian white flag fell slowly, and was blown by a passing wind and slammed to the ground, as if bowing to the Kyushu military flag in the south!

The flag fell, and the Mongolian white flag was wiped out.

The real whole army is annihilated, and there is no one left, from the flag master to the chess player!

The corners of Xu Jiesheng's mouth barely showed a smile, "The white flag ran away, but it caught the white flag!"

"My lord, there are only 200 horsemen left with the white flag, should we chase after them?"

"Chasing?" Xu Jiesheng glared at his own soldiers, "With your two legs, you can outrun the war horse of the Tartars?" ”

The soldier put down his rifle, touched his head and smiled: "My lord, what should we do now?" ”

Xu Jiesheng glanced at the cavalry that had already gone away, and said helplessly: "Gather the war horses, be fast, lest the Tartar cavalry attack again." ”

Kakai was shot in the right arm, but fortunately he did not fall off his horse, and under the escort of the guards, he fled to the north without his life, and one of the guards turned around and looked at him, and said angrily: "Lord Banner, they are gathering our horses......"

"It's important to run for your life, don't worry about the war horse!" Kakai crouched on the horse's back, holding down the wound on his right arm with his left hand, and didn't even dare to turn his head back, "How is Zhumala, are you back?" ”

"No," the guard shook his head, "there is only an ownerless war horse behind, not a single cavalryman can be seen, and the white flag is gone......"